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EAW DRAFT SHOW PROMO #1
 
{Greetings one and all!
 
Tis I…The Scribe!  Here to bring you yet another perfect message of victory and glory from the NEEEEEEEEW Champion of Hardcore…Zack Crash!
 
Tis truly a happy occasion!  A day and moment in time that shall be celebrated in the Shatter-verse for many years!  For my master’s faith in Broken Enlightenment and Lord Nero Maxwell has finally been rewarded!  For as it was predicted, my master now wears the Crown Of Hardcore!  Even now the 7 Deities continue to sing their song of pride in the name of my master’s accomplishments.  And my master is most grateful for the faith they have shown in his ability to be their avatar on this Earthly realm.  But alas, it is not all celebrations and joy.  For with any great gift there also accompanies with it great responsibility.  That responsibility is to further the prestige of the crown and pay it homage, as well as use it to spread the word of Broken Enlightenment.  Responsibilities my master gratefully accepts.  We find him attending to one such duty even now, as he is currently within the Church Of Crash, where all his past accomplishments stand enshrined as a tribute and offering to his master.  My master is currently on both his knees as he bows and prays beneath the pedestal he built to house the Hardcore belt.  But what was once too briefly empty now stands full, for the crown is now his in both spirit and in name.  After completing his vigil, he stands and turns to face the camera and greet his guests…YOU!}
 
Zack Crash:  DESTINY…I KNEW YOU’D COME!!!
 
Do you all see it now?  Do you still doubt the power of my faith and the greatness that is Broken Enlightenment?  For many a month now I was blessed with a great veeeesion that saw me standing in the midst of a glorious battlefield as I held up in the burning ray of the dawn a crown, stunning and beautiful, for all to behold.  And I placed that crown upon my head, and when I did, many a warrior did bow before me and pay me tribute.  All this, I knew, would come to pass and be done in the name of Nero Maxwell.  There were many divergences in the path, and I admit I did originally misinterpret my master’s meaning.  But I held true to my faith and belief in the greater weave of destiny, knowing that soon it would come to pass, regardless on any mortal interference.  But many of you merely scoffed and laughed at such things.  You did not have faith in the powers of Broken Enlightenment, despite my constant attempts to show you otherwise.  You did believe I was but a shall of my former self.  You placed greater faith in my lesser form, rather than my higher evolved being.  YOU FOOLS!!!  Now it is YOU who shall be made mock of!  Now it is YOU who shall eat your words of ignorance and feel queasy on the aftertaste of your own disbelief!  For it was YOU who was wrong, and ME who was right!  You were like the once faithful who had been led astray by false prophets and heretics.  You believed in the falsehoods these men and women spoke to you, thinking that I was no longer a man of greatness.  They told you that everything I had become was a signing of my deteriorating legacy, and like the mindless sheep you were, you trusted in them rather than your own eyes and ears.  But fear not, for I am but a humble soul, and I forgive you your faltering faith.  As Lord Nero Maxwell has taught me, we must forgive those who stray from the Broken Path, for if we do not then we shall walk it alone, and what good is a path that is tread upon by only one traveler?  So I forgive you, and in doing so, the true work of this crown can now begin.  It has been said that heavy is the head that wears the crown, and now that I once again poses a crown, I feel it now more than ever.  Aaaaaahren Fournear did not truly comprehend the true task of a man called a champion.  He believed it was the duty of others to offer him praise and glory, when he had the roles in reverse.  It is the duty of a champion to offer praise and glory in the crown he wears through his actions, through his words, and through his battles.  Only then can he make the crown more than it was before him, and when the fates foretell that he must surrender it, he passes on a legacy of greatness that shall be built upon until it creates a mountain so high, none could ever hope to reach its peak!  But if he dishonors it, as Aaaaahren did, then the fates shall conspire to remove the crown from you and place it upon a more worthy head.  Now that crown is upon my head, and I shall not scoff in my duties to this crown or to Broken Enlightenment.  I shall endeavor to return this championship to its former glory, by defending it with honor.  In doing so, I shall bring forth many more followers to the way of Nero Maxwell, for this crown represents everything that is Broken Enlightenment.  It represents the pain of destruction, but also the joy of rebirth, for both are different sides of the same entity!  All this and more I shall do in the name of Nero Maxwell and in the name of Hardcore.  And by the end of my reign, I shall be deemed the greatest Champion of Hardcore EVVVVVVVVAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!
 
And thus I have been given my first task in that duty.  I must face another man of equally strong faith.  A man who has also just come into his own crown.  I must face the man known as…STAAAAAARK!  I must admit, your battle at the Painful Pride was most DELIGHTFUL!  Certainly a match worth of the Elite National Crown you now bare.  I felt tidings of great joy when you unseated the vile Wrecks of clan MickAllistar from his lofty perch.  Truly I feel that such was preordained by the 7 Deities and Nero Maxwell.  Even now I feel as if the strings of fate have much in store for you.  Do you not feel it too?  Surely the two of us crossing paths, so soon after we have won our crowns, cannot be the work of coincidence.  YEEEEZZZZZZ HAHAHAHA!  I can see it now!  Twas no mere twist of fate.  Twas the power of Nero Maxwell that has brought us together on the field of battle.  For we are both being tested.  A king’s most revealing moments are the first after he has been crowned.  So this is meant for both of us to test the kinds of champions we will be.  It is of great import that we show the world a strong showing, for it is only with such a display that they shall further put their belief in us as champions.  But more than that, it is also a test of whose faith is greater.  We all know the tenets of my faith, but yours is a bit different my good sir.  You are a man of balance, of both light and darkness.  You struggle to control these opposing forces to achieve your own form of enlightenment, and by doing so, obtain greater power and ability.  I must say it is a most NOBLE endeavor.  But alas, I feel it is one no mortal human can ever find.  Perfect balance is beyond anything you mere mortals can achieve.  For it is human nature to lean towards either the light or the dark.  And while all humans both of these forces within their hearts, the true nature of a man will always lean to one side.  No mere Earthly faith can obtain such a thing.  Tis only the higher, more ethereal faiths can you find true balance…like Broken Enlightenment!  No far be it for me to criticize another’s faith, for I have been the sufferer of many such attacks myself.  So if you wish to continue down this path, and if it leads to your inner salvation, then I am certain Nero Maxwell will bless it.  But know this, you shall not know true balance in the way I have come to know it.  I have suffered pain that has shattered my being into a million pieces.  And each and everyone one of those pieces have lived a million lifetimes with in the ether of the Shatter-verse.  In those lifetimes, they have known good and evil, known joy and sorrow, seen and done things beyond human understanding.  And when Nero Maxwell put those pieces back together to reform the soul of Zack Crash, they retained all those memories.  See only through experiences can one obtain true balance, not through meditation and prayer.  My body has achieved perfect balance because it has been shattered, but was once whole.  My soul is balanced because it has done evil, but it has also done good.  And all these experiences increase my power daily!  So I do not doubt the power of your faith, but I also do not doubt that it is but a speck in the shadow of Broken Enlightenment!  It is because of that faith in my Lord Nero Maxwell and Broken Enlightenment that I cannot permit to you defeat me.  You are a most worthy opponent, and it shall be my great honor to vanquish you.  But now that I wear a crown, I fight for more than just my own glory.  I fight for the glory of Nero Maxwell, for the glory of the Shatter-verse, of the 7 Deities, of the very universe itself!  Your crown, while prestigious, holds no further meaning than to provide the wearer with more accolades.  Yours is a reign of self-glorification.  Mine is so much more than that, and as such my will to win is stronger than any man’s, woman’s, or being’s here in the land of elite wrestling!  You are the Elite National Champion, which is impressive, but what exactly does that name mean?  Nothing!  It is purely fancy words strung together to give name to a piece of leather.  But what does Hardcore Champion mean?  It means I am tough!  It means I am strong!  I means I have endurance beyond what the normal mortal body can endure!  It means I know methods that will cause your pain to feel its own pain!  In short…it means I am the most dangerous being in ALL of EAW!  And you must step onto the battlefield and face that being.  Now tell me…do you think your balance will help you now?
 
But worry not, for as I stated before, I feel Nero Maxwell has much in store for you.  Perhaps you shall be the first new follower of Broken Enlightenment.  Perhaps you shall simply be the first to acknowledge its greatness after you witness it firsthand.  Perhaps nothing.  Only they know for certain.  But what IS certain is that our battle shall be glorious!  It shall be delightful!  And together, our combined reigns shall ERASE the stains of those who reigned before us and bring prestige back to these titles! 
 
{Zack reaches for the Hardcore Championship, removes it from its pedestal and holds it on high.  As he does, he throws his arms to the side in a cutting motion as he chants…}
 
ERASE…ERASE…ERASE…ERASE…ERASE…ERASE…ERASE!!!
 

{Fade to black.} 

Where do I even start?? What a roller coaster of a week, started off with the pre-show and then being moved to the prime time of Pain for Pride on Day Two. Bodies were hurt, careers were defined and Ultimate X may have took a few years off of my career. There is no way I will be even close to a hundred percent by this Saturday and the same goes for McQueen and the two other guys that were in Ultimate X, Elite and Wakefield. The Moonsault off of the Ultimate X structure, taking multiple Box Office Smashes and the rest of the match will never be the same for the four of us. Moongoose McQueen was the lucky man that night in-front of a sold out crowd at Metlife Stadium and won the New Breed Championship after my long a hundred and six day reign. I am actually real proud of Moongoose, he went from defeating Jacob Senn back at Burning Desire and becoming number one contender for the Interwire Championship but coming up short and now he had his Pain for Pride moment on the biggest stage in our sport and proving everyone wrong. As for me I must say this is the biggest loss I have ever suffered in my career. You people thought I was pissed off after being disrespected when I first arrived on Dynasty last year? You are sadly mistaken, I am a revengeful caged animal that will doing everything in my power the once again the most prestigious title in our business today and that is the EAW New Breed Championship. Ever since Sunday night in East Rutherford I went back to my hotel room. Took a nice shower, got a big dinner and had a lot of alcohol that night and when I layed down in bed that night I just couldn't go to bed. I was tossing and turning the whole night thinking where I went wrong. I didn't even make a wrong turn at Pain for Pride. I haven't slept one second since Sunday night because after nearly nine months in the making and losing the title on our biggest show which is our Super Bowl. That next morning I threw up everywhere in my hotel room because I was just pissed off with myself that I didn't have my baby next to me. All those fans inside Metlife Stadium were cheering for Moongoose because he finally overcame the odds and ended the unbeatable title reign but all those idiots including Moongoose himself need to realize that he didn't win the title on his own. I WAS THE REASON MOONGOOSE WAS CHAMPION! REMEMBER A FEW WEEKS AGO WHEN YOU WERE GOING TO FACE WAKEFIELD IN A NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS MATCH?! I ATTACKED WAKEFIELD THAT NIGHT BECAUSE I WANTED TO TAKE HIM OUT BECAUSE HE DIDN'T DESERVE TO BE IN A NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH, HE IS NOT ON MY LEVEL! I DIDN'T ATTACK YOU BECAUSE YOU HAD BIGGER FISH TO FRY BUT THAT IDIOT MONROE ADDED YOU TO THE MATCH SO THE ONLY REASON YOU WERE IN THE ULTIMATE X MATCH WAS BECAUSE OF ME. Admit it Moongoose, all that moment was on Sunday was winning the lottery. You were the right guy, in the right place, at the right time. You may have won the battle Moongoose but you are not winning the war. I want to respect you McQueen after what happened at Pain for Pride but not even being involved in the decision just pisses me off so much and I just can't even look at you. Just hearing your name all over the news channels in New York City makes me run to the bathroom before I vomit everywhere. All this is lightning in a bottle and once that bottle gets released it's gone with the wind my friend. Every week I am just pissed off that people don't know what it was like to be in my shoes when I was little child on the playground back in middle school or being on Summer vacation at my grand parents house in Long Island but while some of the anger will come from that. Most of this anger will come from my painful Pain for Pride week. Pun intended. Want to become famous all over the news again McQueen? Well here's not only a prediction.....but a SPOILER! Lucas Johnson will embarrass Moongoose McQueen so bad over Madison Square Garden that I WILL END HIS CAREER BY SNAPPING EVERY SINGLE BONE IN HALF AND MAKING HIM BLEED TO DEATH! 

As for the EAW Draft, it could be a new beginning for me. Last year's draft was like a kick to gut after all my friends that I came up to the main roster with from developmental were all drafted back to Voltage and was the lone survivor over on Dynasty. I could care less about those punks that don't care about me anymore, people like Carson Ramsey. JD Damon. Even Pizzaboy. Just to name a few. The real friend that came thru to me while I was on Dynasty is now one of my best friends which is Scott Oasis. That man gave the tools to become the man I am today, he was the man that guided to me to forget about the fans and only focus on yourself. He taught me to focus on wrestling, getting the ladies, making money and winning championships in the process. I heard the Board of Directors are hiring a new Voltage General Manager? Out of all brands to hire a new general manager you decide to pick a new one for Voltage? What about that idiot Monroe? No one likes him! He was the idiot that gave me on of the biggest contracts in company history, and now that money is transferring over to whatever brand I land on. No matter which brand I land on the goal will be not only to win back my championship on Saturday but win the World Heavyweight Championship. The prestige of the New Breed Championship maybe on the same level as the World Heavyweight Championship but that's my goal for Season 11 is to win it and rub it in everyone's face. Back to Moongoose, you are going to have a short reign my friend because you are going to fall to The Wrestling Machine. All my hard work of a hundred and six days was whipped away when you grabbed that title at Pain for Pride. The New Breed Division needed me to uplift this division and no longer make it a joke and I did just that. I won't let some freak from Japan ruin my legacy as champion. I guarantee you, I will send you to the hospital at the end of Saturday night in the worlds most famous arena....

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That’s what you guys are doing ever since this match was announced I’ve heard the same thing over and over again for damn near a month now. Finnegan won’t stop bringing up the fact I made that comment about our match being 7-8 minutes or whatever the hell I said. Now that he proved me wrong he defiantly won’t stop bringing it up. We get it Finnegan you defeated me now I’m not going to have an excuse or say something stupid like Lucas did but Jesus Christ we get it you defeated me if I wasn’t as good as I say I am then why would you continue to bring it up? It’s because I am as good as I say I am and you know it and that’s why this win you have over me will be held over my head, you know what won’t be held over my held though? You with the New Breed Championship at Pain for Pride, not that you care though this win you have over me means more to you then the championship. Losing at Pain for Pride won’t hurt you because as long as you have a win over me that’s all that matters, that’s flattering to be honest but it’s sad that after defeating God Given Greatness on Dynasty you can’t go ahead and get a win over him and two other men this weekend.  This “Momentum Boost” is just building up to a loss, you are probably on the highest horse right now after defeating me, you feel like you can’t be and won’t be stopped.  Then BAM! Reality strikes and I’m the one on top with the New Breed Championship then no matter how much you continue to bring it up and hang it over my head suddenly that win you have over me means nothing. When the New Chris Elite made his debut he debuted for a reason, now I know guys like Nico Borg have brought me up this week and said I couldn’t evolve but that’s what I’ve been doing. Evolving, I went from someone like you Finnegan the type to wait in line, the type to wait his turn. Then I began to take, you heard what Lucas said. I took this #1 contender ship and I’m going to take this championship while you continue to wait in line and wait your turn. I am going to continue to take. I’m going to continue to upset guys like you Finnegan. So no I’m not obsessed with you when I asked you to join me, I was actually trying to look out for someone else other than myself and Big Mike for once.  I’m going to continue to be cocky and you can try to downplay that all you want with the one victory you have over me like I said though it’s not going to mean anything and it barley does now it’s just a momentum boost a boost that will be drained as soon as I’m the one getting myself to the middle of that structure.
 

Lucas please explain what the hell I have to be jealous of? Other than that championship and to be perfectly honest I’m not even jealous over that I’m upset that you have it in the first place. You don’t deserve to be champion and now because of you being one we have to hear day in and day out how you are the best champion in EAW and the best athlete knowing DAMN well you are lying through your teeth. Then you claim that we are jealous when that too is the furthest thing from the truth. Then you put yourself over you came out and said Ultimate X is the most dangerous match in wrestling when we have matches like Hell in A Cell, CITV, EEC and a god damn Glass Wallz match. You just keep adding onto the list of “Dumb things Lucas Johnson said during Pain for Pride Week”.  Like the fact you are going to “Dominate” the match and how you are going to Big Mike and me to sleep. None of what you said is going to happen this week will happen. You are going to prove each and of us right for mocking you this weekend and prove that we had every right to doubt you like we’ve been doing.  I don’t care how angry you get fuck you’re shitty child hood nobody cares about and fuck you’re grandparents who didn’t worry about you. None of those made up stories matter, I don’t care if you come back and tell me that all the sudden both your parents were shot in an alley in front of you and that’s how you became Lucas Johnson. It’s not going to matter to me because those who bullied you in high school, those crappy grandparents and your dead mom and dad or whatever situation you bring up with your parents. Regardless of the situation, regardless of the story you made up Lucas they are going to laugh at you again when you fail at the biggest event in sports entertainment and sports period. Lucas Johnson always was and always will be a failure. I hope you enjoyed life not being a champion because it’s going to be a long one after Pain for Pride. By the way Moongoose I see you bud, we didn’t forget you. We know you are just recording parts and parts to a video waiting to post it. Just trying to find outlandish things to say about how much I suck and all this other bs. Just proving how obsessed you really are and that those fears I mentioned are real. Now excuse me I have a press conference I have to get too.

PAIN FOR PRIDE X PROMO #1
 
{Greetings one and all!

Tis I…The Scribe!  Here to bring you yet another glorious message from your Broken Lord and Savior…Zack Crash!

And oh what a special message it shall be dear viewer!

So we once again find my master in the golden room that he has built to pay homage to the accomplishments of his previous form.  After much meditation and praying to the ether for inspiration, he has since decided to dubbed this room…The Church of Crash!  And as before, he is not alone in this place.  Only this time, he is not entertaining an enemy.  Two rows of robbed men and women shoot straight down the center of the room, on either side of the glass cases containing the memories of my master’s past glories.  My lord stands at the head of these two rows in front of the crystal stand that only too recently held the Championship of Hardcore.  He looks longingly at the stand, as if amongst the jewels and crystals he can still view the championship he knows is rightfully his, as was foretold to him by the 7 Deities.  He reaches out with a single finger and lovingly strokes the empty display.  But within his mind, Zack can still feel the smooth leather and the cold gold so sensitive to his touch.  It sends chills of inevitability up his spine.  For he knows soon the championship will find itself back on this pedestal where it belongs, where it will be properly honored with blood and praise.  

Finally, he turns to address the assembly, who have been quietly chanting “erase” under their breaths this entire time.  He walks up and down the middle of the row of Broken Followers, addressing each one at random points during his long speech.}
 
Zack Crash:  PAINFUL PRIDE THE TENTH…I KNEW YOU’D COME!!!

Yeeeeezzzzzz hahahaha!  Tis a most AUSPICIOUS occasion indeeeeeed!  For we are soon to celebrate the tenth year that Wrestling Answers that is Elite has been in existence.  Truly tis a great and marvelous milestone to achieve, and I am honored to be here once ageen.  For ten earthly rotations, this battlefield has been the birthplace of some of the greatest warriors in either the Shatter-verse or the mortal realm.  And it all began here…at the Painful Pride show!  This is the greatest battlefield Wrestling Answers that is Elite has to offer its warriors.  The grandest stage, the most spectators, the ultimate glory!  Yeeeeeeezzzzzzz hahahahaha!  Even know, as I contemplate the approaching day, I can feel my skin tingle and prickle with the goose bumps of joy.  Yet tis a feeling I have felt many a time before.  For I remember another, equally miraculous day.  Twas five earthly rotations ago, when I myself first walk onto that battlefield of greatness and glory.  I was but a young pup, not yet even, not yet blessed with my Broken Enlightenment, still tormented by my earthly form, but still I was a warrior.  And I eagerly jumped onto that battlefield, hoping to gain for myself some small measure of immortality for myself.  Oh how I remember that day like it was still captured within the aura of time.  I was but a lowly rookie, eager to please and impress others.  My first great battle on the stage was nothing to be remembered.  Little did I know, even back then, Nero Maxwell had plans for me though.  Since that fateful day, I have been involved in many a historic moment for the Painful Pride show.
 
{Zack walks up to a glass case, containing a replica of his Cash In The Vault brief case.  Next to it, in yet another glass case, is the replica of his World Heavyweight Championship.}
 
Zack Crash:  Twas here, at Painful Pride The Sixth, where I but vanquished 5 other deadly foes to climb the tall structure that is a ladder, to retrieve this most desired briefcase.  But that was not to be the end of my glory that night.  NO!  For I used this briefcase as the weapon it is, and cashed it in that same night to conquer Jay Of The Walker Clan, the man many were starting to believe could not be overcome!  In that single night, I not only became Mr. Cash In The Vault and Champion of the World Heavyweights, but I ended the single greatest undefeated streak of the era!  Truly, it was a night for Zack Crash!  But it was only the first in a long line of great and memorable moments to come. 
 
{Zack then takes a detour to the wall, where we find a framed poster of Painful Pride 7.}
 
Zack Crash:  It was here that I did battle with both brothah and mortal foe in Hellraiser Hades and the Demon that is Dark!  Oh what a glorious battle it was.  Many speak of it to this day as one of the greatest encounters both worlds have ever seen.  Even now the sirens sing about it through space and time.  They give special praise to myself for my 70 ft. dive during the war.  They sing of how it shows my resolve, my daring, my disregard for my own safety, and how even then I showed the signs of a prophet of Broken Enlightenment.  Many called it the greatest match of that year, and few disagreed.  On this night, although I was beaten, I showed the world the power of my will and the lengths it would take me to achieve victory.  Something few of my opponents have dared forget.
 
{Next to that framed poster is naturally the framed poster of the following years Painful Pride.}
 
Zack Crash:  Ahhh but one cannot forget their darker times.  For it was here that I was foe and another was hero.  Alas, I am not proud of who I was during this time, but regardless of my alignment, twas a necessary path, for it only added to my ever growing glory.  For it was my first Painful Pride where I walked into the arena a champion!  And although the night may have rightly ended in my deserving defeat, I obtained a different kind of immortality that night.  On that night, I became one of the few men (if not the only man) in this place to do battle for the World Heavyweight, Answers World Wrestling, and EAW Championship in back to back to back shows!  Not my finest hour, but still even in my depravity, I managed to further etch my name in the stars above!  
 
{And next to that is the framed poster of the previous Painful Pride show.}
 
Zack Crash:  And finally, we come to the previous years Painful Pride.  I was still a villain here, and it was here I faced my most deadly foe and rival…Jacob Of The Clan Senn!  The man who shall deservedly earn his own form of immortality when he joins me in the Hall Of Fame!  Together, our war was one that shall never been seen again!  For three years we had battled off and on, and it was this night when that war came to its epic conclusion.  Yet another defeat, but also a victory!  For even in defeat a man can leave his mark upon history.  I did battle this night with a great and worthy foe, and the battle was SPECTAAAACULAAAAAR!!!  It shall remain in people’s memory for generations to come.  Our feud shall be the standard for all future wars to be waged!             
 

{Zack walks back up to the crystal stand, turns back to his followers, spreads his arms wide and shouts.}
 
Zack Crash:  What say you to this my brothas and sistahs?  Does my glory not amaze you all?  Does it not outshine all others?   
 
Druids:  erase…erase…erase…erase…erase…
 
Zack Crash:  DELIGHTFUL!!!  But this years Painful Pride could be the most important one of them all.  For I have looked into the past, the present, and the future in order to better understand this destiny of mine.  Everything that I have done, everything that has been done to me, no matter how insignificant or major, all of it has been leading me to this very moment in space and time.  This show…this match…this championship…this opponent…all of it was destined to happen before any of us were even concepts!  Nothing could have stopped this encounter, and nothing can stop its foretold outcome.  It is the will of the 7 Deities, of Lord Nero Maxwell, of the Shatter-verse, of the very universe itself!  I was meant to become the Champion of Hardcore!  Because it was through Hardcore that I was guided to imparity.  It was through a crucible of blood and pain that I gained the abilities and wisdom I now have.  I have been foolish, believing that mere words can guide those who do not understand Broken Enlightenment to its embrace.  I thought mere deed would educate and bring more brothahs and sistahs to my side.  No, there is only one true way to gain such blessing.  I understand now, and it is through the same methods that I shall impart onto others the same Enlightenment I have been blessed with!  So I shall take from the unworthy king his crown, and in so wearing it, I shall inflict upon my opponents a cacophony of pain.  But in doing so, I shall open their eyes to the truth of the world around them.  Finally they shall see what I see!  Finally they shall hear as I hear!  Finally they shall be “Damaged” as I am “Damaged”!
 
{The druids chant louder.}
 
Druids:  Erase…Erase…Erase…       
 
{A new, golden television descends from the ceiling, turns itself on, and displays an image of my master’s opponent…Ahren Fournier!}
 
Zack Crash:  Aaaaahhhren Fournear!

Do you understand why I have taken you and my followers along this trip through the history of my time at this spectacle of shows?  It was to offer you the one thing you lack, and the thing I have an abundance of…ENLIGHTNMENT!  To educate you about the gap of ability and deed that separates you and I; to instruct you in the way to do proper honor to a championship; to expose your ignorance; and to inform you about the inevitability of your defeeeeeet!!!

First, let us focus on the most simple and obvious of your faults, the way you have dishonored the Championship of Hardcore.  Of course I am certain you feel I am going to take the cheapest of shots at you and call into question the manner in which you defend and retain your title.  While that certainly is questionable, tis not the true reason you are not worthy to hold the gold you currently wear.  The truth is…thou does not respect the championship ye carries!  I need not point to a number of actions to prove this, but simply to remember your own words you disgustingly uttered to me not so long ago.  You questioned as to why a man such as I, a former World Champion and Hall Of Famer, would seek the Championship of Hardcore as my prize.  You even went so far as to claim that I was “lowering myself” by wanting to become the Champion of Hardcore.  You asked why I had not bigger aspirations.  Such vile words reveal the depth of your disrespect for the crown you wear upon your unworthy head!  You dishonor yourself and the rich legacy of that championship by questioning as to why I would want such a title, by stating that such a desire is beneath me.  It is YOU who are beneath me!  You are an OBSOLETE creature, undeserving of the honor of doing battle with a man as enlightened as I!  You are but a babe, a green warrior who has yet to experience true battle, stepping out onto his first Great War against a seasoned general!  But in the hopes that you shall see reason, allow me to answer your question.  I seek the crown of Hardcore because I am the most Hardcore person in this company.  You are correct; a simple purchase of hardware supplies and weapons does not make one hardcore, nor does a building of a room dedicated to such things.  They are but tools to achieve that end.  No what makes an individual “hardcore” is the pain they suffer, the blood they sacrifice, the intensity of their violent tendencies, and the strength of their will!  I have fallen from heights of 70 feet, and lived to tell the tale!  I have faced foes that wished for my death in wars that ended only within an ambulance, only to walk out the next day!  I have stepped into Chambers from which there was no escape, and yet found a way out!  I was crucified and shock with electricity beyond what any mortal can withstand, but instead of facing my death I found rebirth!  And all of that was in my previous, lesser form!  If I was capable of all that then, you can only imagine what I am capable of now.  I know the limits to which a body can be pushed because I have survived such encounters.  I know how best to inflict pain upon my opponent because I have suffered such pain.  Nero Maxwell and the 7 Deities have taught me ways to inflict suffering that have yet to be discovered by mortal men, all in the hopes that I shall guide more to Broken Enlightenment.  As such I am more worthy to hold that crown than you ever shall be!  No man who would view a challenger in their attempt to take his championship as “lowering himself” truly ever valued it in the first place!  Oh how I pity you for such ignorance.  To you, the championship may be simply a means to an end; a prop to lift yourself to new heights, but a true champion views his or her championship as THE championship.  You think I am lowering myself by seeking this belt?  Well I say there is no greater honor than to fight over a championship that has such a rich and vibrant history.  So since you do not truly want the Championship of Hardcore, I shall take it away from you, and I shall honor it beyond all other accomplishments of mine.  As made evident by the shrine I have constructed to pay homage to its glory.  Mock my shrine all you want, at least it proves that only I am capable of bringing prestige back to the belt you failed to properly honor.  I shall do the history and legacy this belt proud.  A history and legacy I am certain you know nothing about!  And why would you, for you knew nothing of even MY own history. 
 
{The chanting of the druids grows louder and faster.}
 
Druids:  Erase, Erase, Erase, Erase, Erase, Erase, Erase!

Zack Crash:  For example, you read an article about Painful Pride 4, wondering why you saw me in no big matches.  YOU FOOL!!!  Twas not till the following Painful Pride that I made my debut onto the great stage!  Such a simple yet revealing mistake.  Perhaps that is why you feel such confidence in your victory.  Because you do not truly know who I am.  You may think you do, but as evident from your lack of knowing when I truly began here, you know NOTHING!  You were right about one part of my history however…patience.  I have more patience and longevity than most men that have stepped through that door.  But what you see as weakness is what has made me a legend!  Several men have come through these doors, some leaving no mark at all upon EAW’s history, others making an impact, but all failing to be remembered.  Why?  Because they could not survive the environment that is Answers Wrestling that is Elite!  For one reason or another, their memory has vanished into the ether, never again to be recalled with either fondness or disgust.  You’ve been here barely a year, so perhaps you too will be such a man.  A quick flash that impresses a few, only to become OBSOLETE with the passage of time!  But none can place such a title on Zack Crash!  I have survived 5 encounters upon this grand stage, whereas you have not even one!  I have multiple accolades to my name, whereas you have only one!  I am a certified Hall Of Famer, whereas you are the rookiest of rookies!  So tell me who you think has more to prove in this match up?!  Beating you proves nothing, yet I shall do it anyway because I shall gain everything!  THAT is what I get by staying here Aaaahren Fournear!  I get to punish ignorant fools like you by taking away that what they value most when they forget their place.  And what you value most is not the championship, but rather your pride.  And when I am done with you, your pride shall be so low, so nonexistent that you’ll be begging me to end your career, just so you don’t have to live with the shame of it anymore.  Of which I shall be happy to provide you such release…if I’m feeling merciful!     
 
{The druids are chanting so fast now it seems as if they are speaking nonsense words.  Many have even started to shiver so violently it looks as if they are about to fall into a seizure-induced fit.}
 
Druids:  EraseEraseEraseEraseEraseEraseEraseEraseErase!!!!
 
Zack Crash:  I care not if people wish for my departure from this place or if they even remember any of my accolades.  For this world has never understood my brilliance or talent, so why would they understand my Enlightenment?  The only person whose approval I seek is Lord Nero Maxwell…and myself!  Your opinions, your “truths” are less than worthless to me!  Because they are the lowest of falsehoods, brought on by the basest, most depressing form of ignorance I have ever seen!  Remember, it was I who gave you back “your championship” when you came seeking it.  Such a thing forces one to ask, why were you not able to take it back yourself?  Why did you not simply attack me and take back what you so wrongly believe belongs to you?  Answer…because you were afraid!  You claim I am not on your level?  Child…you can’t even see the level I’m on!  And deep down I think you know that!  You came to my house, caused much damage and destruction, but when you were face to face with your quarry…you…did…NOTHING!!!  You only hold that championship now because I returned it to your filthy hands and because I’m gracious enough to permit it!  Call it a final kindness before I humiliate you further.  Do you not understand now?  Can you not see why you have been fated as the first sacrifice in my GLORIOUS reign as the Champion of Hardcore?  It is because you lack a true champions honor and pride!  It is because you have deluded yourself into believing you are great when you have little to nothing to support such a claim!  It is because you do not understand the power of Broken Enlightenment, and you cannot defeat what you do not understand!  So I do not seek to make you understand, or to draw to into the arms of Lord Nero Maxwell, for you would be a blight upon Broken Enlightenment.  I seek only to punish you!  I desire only to hurt you!  I want to make you regret every foul and blasphemous utterance that has recently escaped your lips!  Your body shall experience pain it never knew it could feel!  I shall show you the true meaning of the word...HARDCORE!  Your mind shall break, your body will crumble, and when it is all ovaaaaaah you will be nothing more but a empty husk of a "man".  And the Broken Era within EAW shall truly begeeeeen!               
 
{Finally, in one swift motion, all the druids raise up their hands and together, throw back the hoods that were obscuring their faces.  They are an odd group of various ages of both men and women, but all bearing one physical similarity.  Each and everyone of them has the same white streak of bleached hair, marking them as a true follower of Broken Enlightenment.} 
 
Zack Crash:  At Painful Pride The Tenth, your reign shall be…
 
{Both my master and the druids speak in unison, slashing the air with a single, outstretched arm together as they do.} 
 
Everyone:  ERASED…ERASED…ERASED…ERASED…ERASED!!!
 
{Fade to black.}

[size=15]The Extreme Enigma Fatal Fourway Elimination Match @ Pain For Pride, Promo #4[/size]



[size=15]Wednesday, 12:02 A.M., Newark, New Jersey. [/size]


[size=15](The scene opens inside McGovern’s Tavern. It's a slow night for  the small watering hole, nit even a half dozen people, bartender included, sit inside. At the bar sit two men, both in their mid twenties, and both very Inebriated.)[/size]


[size=15]Drunk #1: “I'm telling you it'll be the Jets and the Giants, this is the fucking year I swear.”[/size]


[size=15]Drunk #2: “You say that every goddamn year.  Every year you keep going on and on about the fucking Jets and Giants. So fuck you.”[/size]


[size=15]Drunk #1: “Fuck you too. Pay for this round I gotta take a piss.”[/size]


[size=15](The drunk gets up from his stool and stumbles along towards the back of the bar. Towards a lone individual sitting at a table for two. The drunk passes by blissfully unaware he has passed by the man known as Solomon Caine. Caine sits silently for a moment, as he scratches out a message into the table with a Swiss Army knife. ‘The grave and the glory. The pain and the Pride. One brings about the other.’ It reads as he sticks the knife in the table.)[/size]



[size=15]Caine: “No words are truer. No fact more unshakable. Where one falls, another rises. Where there is slaughter and sacrifice, a great door opens. We see it, the glimmer of the light from the other side. We shall claim the golden key, we shall prepare the path, we shall bring about THE END OF AGES![/size]


[size=15]Have you accepted your fate?  Have you allowed the truth to take root in your mind?  Have your hearts taken hold of all we have spoken?  If so, do as you will. Make merry the short time you have. Do as you please, eat and drink your fill. Lay with any who would have you.  Fill every desire you have , for by week’s end every one of them shall be empty and unsatisfying.  Soon, sooner than you realize, your hunger shall forever Pain you, your thirst shall never be quenched, and no pleasure of the flesh shall ever mask the unrelenting, the unending, the unbearable agony that all of you shall bare for the rest of your days. [/size]


[size=15]We know this, we have seen it eons ago. We saw it again as flesh. As we laid awake, we saw it. We witnessed the fire bringing about a great calamity about this earth. We wept when we saw this world in ruins, we mourned for dead laying in the streets. We gasped at the fate of this world and ran. We ran as far as our body could take us. We ran with all the strength we had left, for we were merely flesh then. The cold, dark night could not cool us from the heat of the fire. We felt it then, it still lingers with us now. We wondered without aim. We hid for hours. We shivered with fear. [/size]

[size=15]Then we heard the truth. [/size]


[size=15]We hear the voice which was unfamiliar, yet sweeter that honey. It called out to us, it guided us. It whispered great secrets that had been hidden away since the dawning of time. It taught us, and  learned how this world had been corrupted to its core. We learned how foul it had turned, and that it was beyond all redemption. The heathens of this earth poisoned it, just as they have poisoned all of you. They made ruined this world, and all who dwell within it. We heard the calling. We set forth to prepare the way. Many a year has passed since that night. A lifetime ago it seems. Now here we are, being made one with that which brought us here.  Their voice our own. My thoughts theirs. [/size]

[size=15]And now we stand ever so close to the key that shall bring about the fire. Bring about the cleansing. Bring about the glorious reign. [/size]

[size=15]We have see this as flesh. We have seen this in eternity before. We see it now with every time our eyes shut!   We shall claim that which we seek. With your Pain, with your suffering, the fall of man begins, and the end of ages brings all that we have foretold. We now made flesh, to build what is to come. To rise up a new world with the sacrifice prepared for us on the great day.  We were once like you, now we are forever. [/size]

[size=15]Oh it shall Target Smiles. It shall. Do your ears not hear?  If they do, than what good would it do for us speak differently?  What good would it do for us to deceive you, and bid you tidings of fair weather, when the storm clouds gather over your head?  What use would it be to coddled you and azure you of your well being?  Such deception lies not within us. You demand effigy, and evidence of all we intend to bring down upon you. Our words of warning are enough.  We need not use an effigy, for that is all you yourself are Target Smiles. All that we have spoken, all that we are about to do onto you, it is all an example for the eyes of the masses to see. You are but an example of what this world shall soon bare witness to. The terrible horrors you suffer, are but the smallest taste of what is to come. [/size]

[size=15]We need not do anymore than speak of our intentions and then bring them about upon the altar[/size]

[size=15]You claim yourself to be a good man. What do you know of good and evil?  For even that most deplorable of heathens, ones whom are despised by all, they think themselves good men.  No even the greatest wretch believes himself to be his own hero, to be his own savior.  He is in deed his own stumbling block. He brings about his own damnation, for each who exalts himself, so too does he condemn himself. Such is the order of all whom belong to this world. Such is reaction of the vain and greedy filth that have soiled this world. Such is the way of your kind Target Smiles. [/size]


[size=15]That is why it is of the utmost arrogance that you speak of whom you have conquered. That is why it is of the utmost foolishness to have declared so, with no thought of the repercussions. You pay No mind as to whom might seek you out, that they might stake their own claim for glory upon your body. You consider not the future. You may have proven yourself in battle, but as we told you, with every rise, there is a fall.  That fall shall come for you by week’s end Target Smiles. It shall come swiftly, without remorse. And regardless of what you may do or say, nothing can alter your fate.  That is no illusion. [/size]

[size=15]Bring yourself forth, and we promise that you shall not wear a smile. No, you shall cry as bitterly as a widow. You shall mourn for yourself as you would your beloved. You shall fall upon your knees and beg for an ending to the nightmare you shall live thru. You shall wonder this world, cursing fate for ever bringing you before us.  And when you are broken, the ones who smile with you, shall be broken too. [/size]

[size=15]Tarah Nova. Where have you hidden yourself away to?  Did you not question our perceived silence?  Why is it now that you dare not utter a word?  Have you lost your nerve?  Has fear taken hold of you so strongly that you cannot draw even a breath to speak a single syllable?!  Tarah, tell us it is not so. Tell us that you shall meet your end with a semblance of strength. That the best women could offer up, would meet her end with a the smallest sliver of dignity. Rise up and fight!  Let those who follow you witness your best. Let the eyes of those who adore you weep with cause when they realize it shall not be enough to save them. Tarah Nova do so, for we so look forward to seeing you at Pain For Pride. We wish to gaze upon you before we grant you the ultimate ending. [/size]

[size=15]Make us not pity you further. For already you have fallen from any hope of redemption, already you have forfeited a kingdom to rule over. Make us not desire to see you treated as the lowest of worms, make us not forget the great potential that was once inside you. Remind us why it must be you whom we are to sacrifice upon the altar. Why it is your body that must test this flesh and make us whole. Rise up that which slayed a great multitude on this day. Take your position atop the mountain.  Slay she who stands in your way. Rend her flesh, pummel her into submission, be the monster that we have made you to be. Ascend to the Throne which you desire so. Do so for when we bring about your downfall, a great many shall witness every terrible second. Serve your ultimate purpose, that is your destiny. [/size]

[size=15]Come Tarah, for there is something within you that reminds us of ourself. Something long forgotten within our flesh. Something stirs about within you and we wish to see it revived and made alive within you.  A pained beast, weak from starvation. A caged animal with the greatest desire to be set free. The thirst for blood of the conquered it lays within you. We wish for you to indulge in it. Be not the coward you are now. Be not the one who time and again has been laid to waste. Be the monster. [/size]

[size=15] Bring yourself forward Tarah Nova. For as we discovered long ago, the fire cannot be stoped. The fall of empires cannot be held back. You shall play your part in all we have designed, your legacy shall be a great part of the world we are building, and no covering can hide you,  no hole is deep enough to keep you from our grasp. Just as we reached out and grasped this flesh and brought it to do all we desired, so too shall you fall in line with all we have willed to be. [/size]


[size=15]And you Ryan Marx, do you ponder again all we have spoken?  Have you reflected properly upon their truth?  Do you see the cracks in your high pillars forming beneath your feet?!  How worthless your great questions of the universe have become.  None matter for the emptiness of this life has been made plan for all to see. All of man’s strife and labor, all his achievements and accolades, all his villainy and greed. All of it rendered meaningless. Those who follow your philosophy, they follow you into the tomb you have built for yourself. They blindly follow a one eyed man. They whole heartedly accepted your half truths, and feasted upon your lies. Now you must bare the consequences. Now you must be held liable for every one of their heads. [/size]

[size=15]How enlightened are you now? With a mind aware of all that actually surrounds you, with eyes that have had the vale lifted from them.  Do you now see that the only Pain, the only true pain, is that which haunts you every night, and chases you every day. Pain that comes from not just the loss of self, or those who follow you. But loss of meaning, loss of significance. The pain that comes when you realize that all you do, and say, and think, and believe, all of it is without hope, for it shall all lay crushed before your feet. [/size]

[size=15]Ryan, you speak of giving blood for gold. This concept you shall learn exceedingly well, for it shall be your blood that is offered up in exchange for the golden key. Oh yes, you shall learn. You shall learn when we gouge out your eyes. When we rip that evil tongue from your mouth!  When we tear away the flesh from the bones. You claim to crave these things, and we shall give you your fill and more!  [/size]

[size=15]What we do to your body, shall ruin and shatter your mind. What we are bringing forth shall lay you in the deepest darkest grave, where none of what you have said or written shall ever escape from. We are coming to end you Ryan Marx. All of you. Your words. Your spirit. Your body. Your mind. We are coming to claim all of it, and set it ablaze with the rest of you. We are coming to Bring true enlightenment to all the world, as unpleasant as it may be. All that you know Ryan, it shall be wiped away in awful moment that shall bring even the mightiest to weeping. Your high pillars, your disciples, your enlightenment shall be nothing more than ash. It is the way it shall be, the way it always was. [/size]

[size=15]Let those who should Grieve, do so now. Let those whom care for you, begin their mourning. Let those who hold you as a savior and king, let them speak well of you while they may, for soon, the stain you have left upon this world shall be lifted. Soon the eyes of the world will bare witness to everything we have foretold. [/size]



[size=15]Step forward you three condemned since the day of your birth. Our time grows near. All that we have awaited is but a stone’s throw away. We shall make this world right. We shall see the cleansing turn these wretched pieces of filth, turn to dust on the great and terrible day. The day we rejoice in its coming. The day we mourn for the masses of the world. The day that we have been anticipating since before the foundation of the earth was set. Our servant shall become us, we shall become him. Our glorious reign shall rule forever.”[/size]


[size=15](The sound of a door opening is heard in the background.) [/size]

[size=15]Caine: “All that we have spoken, it shall soon be made so. Target smiles. Here is your effigy.”[/size]


[size=15](Caine springs out of his seat and clotheslines the drunk just as he comes near Caine’s table. The drunk lands hard on the floor, though still groggy he rolls over and tries to get back to his feet. He makes it just off his belly before Caine punts kicks him in the skull.  The drunk’s drinking buddy charges at Caine, but gets caught in the gut with a stiff boot. Soon he joins his friend in being unconscious on the floor after Caine drives his skull into it with the End Of Ages.  Caine is back up quickly and shoots a look to the bartender, who takes off before any harm can come to him.   [/size]

[size=15]Caine silently and slowly walks out the bar and into the night.)[/size]



[size=15]The End is Near. [/size]

Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me? The pre-show? THE GOD DAMN PRE-SHOW? ALL THIS HARD WORK I PUT INTO MY TITLE REIGN WHICH IS ABOUT TO HIT A HUNDRED AND FIVE DAYS AND I JUST GET THROWN TO THE PRE-SHOW LIKE I AM A PIECE OF TRASH! I like how the board of directors sent out a press release saying "If your match is on the Pre-Show, do not fret, it doesn't mean your match is less significant whatsoever." That basically means we are trying to make this announcement painless as possible. It just blows my damn mind this entire company is against me! I am the biggest star this company has ever seen! I made the biggest transition by leaving my amateur wrestling career and jumping into my dream job and that is professional wrestling. Not only that but I signed the biggest contract in Dynasty history! I have my own custom made suits, I have all the ladies, and of course my private jet! By far the biggest year I have ever had in my life. Last year at Pain for Pride 9 in Miami, Florida I was apart of Team New Breed in the Divide and Conquer Match against Team Vixens and I had to physically carry that team on my back that night and my life just went straight to the dumpster from there. At the draft show I lost my Young Lions Cup to Aria Jaxon out of all people.....the most embarrassing loss I have ever suffered in my entire wrestling career. It was just more salt in the wound when Aria held onto that Cup for almost a year and treated that trophy like it was a piece of trash and finally cashed it in not that long ago at Fighting Spirit III. But in that time, my goal in becoming New Breed Champion never stopped. I saw people like Maxwell Dachs, Chris Elite, Piff Fumador all climb to the top and ultimately failing at getting the job done. What was the job? Making the division mean something again, making the title feel important as the most prestigious title in the company or in the world! I tried to scratch and claw to get a shot at the title but something was missing and that was my attitude. Every week I was feeding off the crowds energy and I just had enough of it, my good friend Scott Oasis who is going to win Cash in the Vault this weekend taught me the right moves to make ever since I arrived on Dynasty. He taught me a very valuable lesson that will forever stay with me for the rest of my life and that lesson care only about yourself. That next week on Dynasty in a tag team match with Kelly Hackenschmidt I decided to grow a pair of balls and take Scott's advice and finally just snap and I broke Kelly's arm in half who so happened to be Wakefield's former tag team partner. I went from being disrespected around the locker room to being respected by each and every single member. If they don't? I just beat the respect out of them, plain and simple. Hey Finnegan, after I broke Kelly's arm do you remember what I said to you after? I said don't worry Wakefield, you will be soon next like your Tag Team Partner. Keep that bit of information in the back of your mind as we continue on the book of pain. At this point, I tried to convince myself I was better then the New Breed Division by trying to win the Fatal 4 Way Match to become Number One Contender for the Interwire Championship that ultimately ended with Methuselah, DEDEDE or whatever you want to call that freak winning but that wasn't the end of The Wrestling Machine. Monroe maybe an idiot sometimes but he made the right move after I signed the biggest contract in Dynasty history, and he put me into the Hell's Warpath Match. Quite frankly I am done with Dynasty and that idiot Monroe so when the EAW Draft comes I hope I get sent to Voltage or Showdown cause either way the money is going to be sent over. Anyway at Reckless Wiring back on March 11th, I made a promise that would be the night I started my journey to rule the division with an iron fist and then when I was the last entrant I came down to the ring and cleaned house. El Ironico gone into the crowd, Mark Michaels suffered the pain with an F-5 and the same with former champion Cody Marshall. THAT WAS THE NIGHT I BECAME THE MAN! THAT WAS THE NIGHT I BECAME THE RULER OF THE NEW BREED DIVISION, AND NOW A HUNDRED AND FIVE DAYS LATER HERE I AM AT PAIN FOR PRIDE X AT METLIFE STADIUM ON THE GOD DAMN PRE-SHOW? Returning to the New York and New Jersey area brings back bad memories as flashbacks just rush with my grandparents being huge alcoholics. Them being rude and abusive just horrible BUT NOW ON THE BIGGEST STAGE THESE THREE NEWBIES WILL FEEL THE PAIN! 

Whoever signed off on this match being sent to the pre-show basically just signed for three funerals. Normally I would send these horrible challengers straight to the emergency room but not this time. This time they are going straight to the grave and buried six feet under. The Ultimate X Match probably the most dangerous match in EAW history and my career could end short this weekend if I make one bad move but that's not going to happen ladies and gentleman. I am the most dominant champion this company has ever seen! I AM THE GREATEST AND LAST EVER NEW BREED CHAMPION! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT? GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEADS! I AM EASILY GOING TO BREAK THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION - JAMIE O'HARA'S RECORD OF SEVEN LONG MONTHS! SOONER OR LATER I WILL BE HOLDING THE NEW BREED AND WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Now before you idiots go onto saying how I lost this past week on Dynasty to Moongoose, and dropped the ball on Showdown why don't you just shut the hell up! All these newbies were probably giving it there all while I was doing my job so I could get paid for the night, I was making sure I wasn't getting injured for the biggest match in my entire life so I can retain my title! Back to an earlier chapter in The Book of Pain, Wakefield I told you when I took out Hackenschmidt when I snapped his arm in half, I told you were soon next. You may have got a fluke win back in April but a few weeks ago I kept my promise and broke your damn arm and once that bell rings I am going to damage that arm again because I know you are not a hundred percent. Normally you see in fairy tales the good guy gets hurt and comes back to get his revenge and beats the bad guy. Wakefield this isn't going to be a Cinderella story because I am going to prove that win back in April was a fluke same with Moongoose, you don't even deserve to be in this match! I took out Wakefield to make sure I had a fair one on one match with Chris Elite so I can end him and that Big Mike fool once and for all. The one thing all you three have in common is that you're scared. All of you have been running away from The Wrestling Machine and this weekend at Metlife Stadium there will be no running away! Chris I still don't know what's new about you? Are you sucking off Big Mike to hard, is that what's new about you? Are you and Moongoose going to try and make jokes the whole match? This is no fun and games, I would put the kids to bed before that bell rings because it's going to get ugly and at the end of the night, day hundred and six will strike and The Wrestling Machine will reign supreme once again....

The Chain
 
-The camera shows a kitchen counter when an alarm starts going off in the background. The alarm goes on for 30 seconds before a gunshot is heard and complete silence follows.  Footsteps is heard in the back ground as well as the creak of doors and cabinets opening . Suddenly Revy walks into the shot with a large Iron-Maiden t-shirt and bed head, looking completely exhausted. Revy drops a gun, a carton of eggs, spinach, and a bottle of vodka on the table, and stumbles to grab the blender. Revy walks off camera in a daze and is caught scratching her ass. Revy emerges back into the shot with a boom box in hand and places it on the counter. She hits play as “The Chain” by Fleetwood Mac plays. Revy proceeds to put ingredients in the blender and crack raw eggs and empty halfs the bottle of Vodka into the blender and mixing it. She grabs the container and starts drinking directly from it, finishing it. She tosses the container into the sink and grabs the bottle of vodka to finish it off.
 
Burp. Now that’s what I call a good and hearty breakfast. Wait, shit, it’s 2 in the afternoon. Brunch then. But it’s about time I start getting ready for Pain for Pride. This is happening so fast. I mean, you go from winning one match, losing another, and suddenly in a match where the winner gets a title shot for the Women’s world title. I’m the best! But that’s not the point here. As I can already tell people are looking at me, thinking she doesn’t deserve to be there. She doesn’t deserve the spot. She’s only there to help Stephanie Matsuda have a team for the most part in this “Divide and Conquer” match, which will ultimately lead to every being at each other’s throats. And you know what? They are right. I have absolutely no reason to be in that match to begin with, until now, that is.
 
Stephanie Matsuda, Captain. Leader. Whatever the hell it is. I don’t know why you chose me. Maybe it’s because you had no choice. Maybe it’s because you didn’t want to fight me, because believe me, I wouldn’t want to fight me either. But regardless, you are stuck with me for what could be a good part of this match. And I’m here to simply tell you that, as my Captain, please. Please use me. I know everyone is already talking about how the main goal is to win the women’s title and how everybody is trying to make it clear that everyone is fighting for the same prize. But Stephanie, I can assure you, as someone on your team, and quite frankly, possibly the only one on your team that is going to actually have any use, our goal is one of the same. Stephanie Matsuda, the next #1 Contender for the EAW Women’s championship. And quite frankly, I like the sound of that.
 
No joke. If it was, I’d be laughing right now.
 
-Revy stands straight up and salutes to the camera


Rebecca Lee, reporting for duty. If you are wondering why I have no interest in the world title. Well, winning it doesn’t exactly means you get paid more? Or does it? You let me know. But maybe it’s my military background and you simply having the title of Captain? Or perhaps it’s because I feel it’s my duty, not only because you have given me this opportunity to fight on your behalf, but because you very well are the women responsible for bringing me here in the first place. I saw your match at Terminus. That performance got me so hard and wet. I was inspired by that brutality and willpower, and I gotta say, I got to go where the strong resides. As you may know, before coming to EAW, I was in the Army as a sniper, but unfortunately, I have since been discharge as “unfit for combat.” Something about psychoanalysis and being unstable of some shit, but long story short, I’m here now. And as much as you have inspired me, I couldn’t help but notice your opponent in that match, Alexis Diemos.
 
And well, I don’t like her either. It’s like. Oh my god, we have soooo much in common. But I was kind of more against the whole concept she kept spewing about family and how important that is. Yuck. Please, keep that shit off my wrestling television network. I grew up with a family, hated  every aspect of it, and its nothing but drama. I do, however, prefer the other alternative to a “family” that is simply just being unit. Sure, people can make the comparison that a combat unit and family are no different, because you have to have trust in order to succeed. But the reality of the situation is, family makes an individual weak and had for a long part of my life. But being a part of a unit, taking orders, being a soldier, has only made me more hardened, stronger, better. It has given me purpose. It has made me free to the point no one pushes little Revy around, unless she wants you to push her around. And Stephanie Matsuda, this is where you come in.
 
Please, let me be your gun. Let me help you. Just take aim, and point to me you’re next target. April Song? Savannah Sunshine? Jocelyn Diemos? Madison Kaline? Hell even the top bitch of them all! Alexis Diemos herself? Just say the word and pull the trigger. Which ones do you want me to take? I’ll make it easier for you. We’ll take it all. The match, the number 1 contendership, and their lives!
 

Whew. I need to try to calm myself down. Getting a little too excited there. But Stephanie Matsuda, if you’re thinking. What’s the catch? Well, the truth is, there are none. Because if there is anything that I learned in life whether it’s from my family or my past unit in the army, it’s that if you give your word, you best damn keep it, or you’re worse than scum. So Stephanie, please. Pleeeease use me as you will. Use me as a wall, a tank, an attack dog! It doesn’t matter, I have absolutely no intention of winning that match, and the only goal in my sight is to make sure you walk out that match with your arms raised in the air. You have my word, you have my body, and you have my guns. And anyone that dares to stop me from getting what you and I want, well, let’s just hope they like to breath from the holes coming out of their chest.




-Revy picks up the bottle and her gun from the table before winking at the camera.




Call me, Captain if you need anything. I got all the ammo you're going to need. 

 









 
 
 
 


 

24/7 Contract Battle Royal

Singles Match for the EAW National Elite Championship 
Rex McAllister (c) vs. Stark

Six-Man Cash in the Vault Ladder Match
Lars Grier vs. Scott Oasis vs. Nico Borg vs. TLA vs. Keelan Cetinich vs. Maero

Ultimate X Match for the EAW New Breed Championship 
Lucas Johnson (c) vs. Chris Elite vs. Finnegan Wakefield vs. Moongoose McQueen

Hardcore Match for the EAW Hardcore Championship 
Ahren Fournier (c) vs. Zack Crash

Six-Man Tag Team Match 
CM Banks, Devan Dubian & Heart Break Boy vs. Jaywalker, Ares Vendetta & Cage

Iron Man Match 
Nasir Moore vs. Aren Mstislav

Divide and Conquer Match - Winner earns a shot at the EAW Women' s Championship*
Alexis Diemos (capt.), Madison Kaline, Jocelyn Diemos, Savannah Sunshine, & April Song vs. Stephanie Matsuda (capt.), Amelie Larrieux, Revy, Mei Hatsukyo, & Jessica Quinn

*Match is Survivor Series rule where last one standing wins. Pick the one woman to win the entire match

 
Barbed Wire Death Match - Winner gets Empire 
Tarah F'N Nova!!! vs. Cleopatra

Tables, Ladders, & Chairs Match for the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships
The High Rollerz (David Davidson & Jack Ripley) (c) vs. Stuffed Crust (Lioncross & Nobi)

Loser Leaves EAW Match 
Heart Break Gal vs. Y2Impact

Extreme Enigma Elimination Match for the vacant EAW Openweight Championship
Ryan Marx vs. Target Smiles vs. Solomon Caine vs. Tarah Nova

Submission Match for the EAW Specialist Championship 
Brody Sparks(c) vs. Consuela Rosa Ava

Singles Match for the EAW Interwire Championship 
Mr. DEDEDE (c) vs. Jacob Senn

Reason: THIS IS WHAT GOD FEEL LIKE! LAUGHING TO THE BANK LIKE AHA, YEAH!



Singles Match 
Eclipse Diemos vs. HRDO

Triple Threat Match for the EAW Women's Championship
Cameron Ella Ava (c) vs. Cailin Dillon vs. Aria Jaxon

Reason: I sense a swerve. SKRT! SKRT! 




Singles Match for the EAW Championship  
Drastik (c) vs. Tiberius Jones

Singles Match for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship 
Jamie O'Hara (c) (Koala #1) vs. Xavier Williams (Koala #2)

Reason: I think Xav is going to take the belt off DDD later this year

Singles Match for the EAW Answers World Championship 
Lannister (c) vs. The Pizza Boy

Final Match 
Robbie V vs. Brian Daniels 

 

 
 
 

 

 
(The camera opens to a black and white video of Cloud sitting on a bench in her gym)
 
Life imitating art. That’s what came to mind while I watched the Divide and Conquer video game inspired preview. Here we are, the chosen players on the select screen about to do battle to see who will fight the winner of the triple threat match. This season I had a rivalry with two of those women and a one-time alliance with the third. (sighs) It just rolls off the tongue when you think about it: ‘Aria, Cailin, Cam.' It’s what everyone is talking about when referring to the best in women’s wrestling at the moment. Despite the fact Alexis and I had what probably was match the year, we’re still not able to shatter that glass ceiling in the eyes of the world. Maybe we’re not decorated enough, or we’re not marketable enough or whatever. This is surely no shade towards the competitors of the title match. They rightfully earned their spots on the “Biggest Stage of Them All.” Each are future legends in their right, minus Cameron who has already solidified her career. But, I pose a question. How long ‘till we just get used to the idea of them being the best? What happens when we get used to them being in the spotlight it stays on them for good? This is why this match is important, and it’s why I specifically have chosen these women to fight by my side.
 
Revy. While new to EAW, she’s exactly what this division needs: a firecracker who loves nothing more than putting the hurt on her opponents. Her ‘strike first, asks questions later’ mantra will be useful catching the enemy off guard.
 
Mei Hatsukyo. There should be no debate to why I chose her. She’s a JET alumni and one of Manami’s students. She knows how I think and how I fight. I’m going to need a ‘second-in-command’ just in case if I need backup. 
 
Jessica Quinn and Amelie Larrieux. I’m big on redemption. They didn’t have the greatest start, but their willingness to show up to work day after day inspired me to get over myself and move past my loss at Terminus.        
 
What these girls have in common is a lack of opportunity. I chose these three to rectify that. Even if one of them had several months full of victories, they would still have to wait in line. Now, with me leading them into battle, they have a shot.
 
Unfortunately, I’ll be the last one standing.
 
Alexis, I’m surprised that we’re meeting again. There’s not a day go by I’m not thinking about what we did to each other. We left everything in that ring. I exorcised my demons in blood, sweat, and tears. This may come to a surprise to you, but I want to thank you. After Terminus, I went home. Not my place in Brooklyn, but where I grew up just outside of San Diego. I walked straight up to my room, a place that hadn't changed before I left for Japan at twelve years old. I curled myself into a ball and did everything I could to cry. But alas, I couldn’t. I broke my promise to Angie and couldn’t get the job done. It felt like reality was turned upside down and I awakened from an indescribable nightmare to an empty world. But I refused to let the tears fall- what happened next was unexpected. I started laughing! Why? I knew how foolish it was to succumb to despair. I gave everything in that goddamn ring Alexis! I gave you my blood! My heart! MY SOUL! I misread my emotions that night. When I walked away, I wasn't disappointed. I felt satisfaction! Take what I felt after Malicious Intentions and multiply it by a thousand. I have nothing to be ashamed of my dear. I met you on your battlefield forced you to tap into something you didn’t think was there. Nobody has ever lit a fire under your ass the way I have! Think back to everyone you fought- they don’t compare to me, sweets. We made each other great that night, but you’re right about something. In that match, I felt the darkest part of me come to the surface. I wanted to kill you, Alexis, I swear to God I did. I wanted to cross the line ‘Ria warned me about and not turn back. She and Emily always said I wasn’t that kind of person. (laughs) In the end, they were right. I hesitated...because a part of me couldn’t do it. Remember when I stood above you outside the cage? Remember the look of horror I had on my face? That was the realization that I became my worst enemy. I turned into the beast I spent over a year running away from, towards the arms of self-destruction. The ‘Dark Cloud’ who abandoned Haruna, turned on Formation, blamed Tarah for everything, and ran into Eclipse. It was the ‘Dark Cloud’ that turned my back on the Hunters and allowed you to lead me to my grave.
 
(Cloud takes out a pair of her signature goggles)
 
I’m not just a Sky Princess.
 
(Takes out her katana)
 
I’m more than just a ‘sword.'
 
(Takes out the ‘Art of War’)
 
More than just a War Queen.
 
(She throws all three things on the floor)
 
I’m all these things and so much more. I look at my allies, and I see myself from several years ago. They remind me of how far I’ve come. Then look at Madison, and all I can do is shake my head. I see someone who’s fallen since my arrival. Do you go from winning championships to stealing boyfriends? What the hell is that about? Are you so content on having a mediocre career that you’d rather run off into the sunset with some curtain jerker than rising from the ashes of your old life? To each their own. If your heart’s not in this Maddie then don’t expect to walk away satisfied with the work- or lack thereof you put into training for the fight of your life. You have a chance at glory, and you’re too busy with penguin kisses. Pitiful, sweets. Maybe a punch to the face will snap you out of whatever rut you put yourself in.
 
Jocelyn. (sighs) I don’t have much to say to you. This is because I’m not the one who should be addressing you at the moment. One day soon there’s someone who would like to have a word with you. She has trained alongside you and was your partner for the first few months of your careers. Alexis and I told our story- it’s time you and Serenity did the same. You played a role in messing with her family. She’s dying to throw hands with you. Right now she’s traveling, preparing for the inevitable. All I can do is offer a taste of what’s to come. You made your bed sweets, but our blood feud has come to a close. You’re just another obstacle that stands between me and the victory I’ve been seeking since Mao, and I made a pact to get to the other side of the championship scene.
 
(Mao Ichimichi walks into view and puts a hand on Stephanie’s shoulder)
 
As you can see my manager is healthy and she’s going to accompany me to the promise land. It’s nice having someone watch your back, especially someone who knows you like the back of their hand. Mao doesn’t try to make me something I’m not; I was never meant to be an extension of Sanatorium’s wild-and-wacky-inflatable-flailing-universe. I was expected to fight as a warrior and not as a savage. I had the wrong mindset going into that match. I let you get the best of me Alexis, and I paid the price. (sighs) No more blood vendettas. This is no longer personal. This about leading my team victory.
 
Aftewards, I'll devour the leftovers.
 
(Cloud slowly licks her lips)
 
Our match left a hole inside me. It craves the satisfaction of a battle well-fought, victory via hard work and perseverance! I’m at my best when I look at things as a competition. You’re an obstacle this time around. (stares off into the distance) I have business with someone. She knows who she is. I’m the one she has yet to beat and winning at PFP X doesn’t mean shit if I’m waiting to face her. She’s beaten her opponents before. They’re nothing new. Just like me and April Song. She’s nothing new, just a submission artist with a limited move set. You claim a spotless record, but yet I left you on your ass. I can sense your frustration- you and I are alike. Come to me April, wounds and all. Enter my domain and meet me where I’m at. Rage at me April Song- 
 
(stands up)
 
RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT! THIS IS PAIN FOR MOTHER F’N PRIDE! YOU HAVE ONE SHOT APRIL! ONE FREAKING SHOT TO HAVE YOUR MOMENT! 
 
(moves closer to the camera)
 
WHAT’CHA GONNA DO!? YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME TAP!? COME ON SWEETS; I DARE YOU; I DOUBLE FREAKING DARE YOU TO TRY AND MAKE THE WAR QUEEN TAP! THIS IS WAR BABY! IF YOU GOING TO GRAPPLE THE QUEEN YOU BET NOT MISS!
 
(backs away)
 
Motivated? Good.
 
(Sits back down)
 
Savannah “Skittles-Taste-the-Rainbow” Sunshine. You made friends with someone who’s eventually going to stab you in the back. She almost burned her other best friend alive. What do you think she’s going to do to you? If you’re the last ones standing, you think she’s going to let you fight her sister? Friends get stabbed in the back every day, B.
 
(Cloud takes out a dented chair)
 
I used this very chair over a year ago to beat the shit out of my friends. And it was (gasp) In a Divide and Conquer match nevertheless. What the hell do you think is going to happen to you Rainbow Dash? You're not in Ponyville sweets. It’s going to get a little rough out here!
(Puts down the chair)
 
Who’s next? I guess it’s back to ‘Lexis. You won because it got personal. You were a mother defending your home. These are not your kids, sweets. You may want to protect them the way a mother would, but parents don’t send their children to war. And this certainly isn't any pit. I pushed you to the limits on your home turf- now we’re in mine. This is team battle sweets, The Queen of Fighters 2017.
 
(grins)
 
Welcome to my world.
 
(As Cloud puts a few things in a duffle bag, lines of dialogue appear one after another)
 

C9 Productions presents

 
(Music plays as Cloud stands up and puts her duffle bag over her shoulder)


 
Stephanie: Let’s go, Mao.
 


in association with The EAW Network and SNK


 
(Mao nods as they leave Cloud’s gym. As they head outside, a ‘Coming Soon sign hangs below a new one: WAR ROOM DOJO’)
 

24/7: Pain for Pride X

 
Mao: The Uber should be coming.

 
Stephanie “Cloud” Matsuda

 
Steph: Koo.
 
(A Nissan Altima pulls up and the two get inside. The camera stays focused on the gym as they drive away)



Episode 1


 
(An older man walks by with his dog)

 
The Queen of Fighters

 
This is a moment I’ve been waiting for since April. And I think it’s one that we’ve all anticipated for awhile. When you have three forces all trying to move in the same direction at the same time, it’s inevitable that they will eventually collide and only one of those three will come out on the other end of that friction still moving at the same speed, in the same direction. Losing that women’s championship at Grand Rampage pissed me off. No, it made me just insanely enraged. Not because I lost it to one of you. Because I didn’t even get a chance to fight. That’s always been my M.O. As a champion I’ve always been a fighting champ. As a challenger I’ve always given my foes the battle of a lifetime. And when the lights burn brighter my blood only boils hotter and anyone who comes in my path is at that much more risk to have their heartbroken, their soul ripped from their shell and their very being stomped into the mat with a force they’ve never seen before. And for you two this has all just been such a game since Grand Rampage. One of you hasn’t even had to defend the title. The other was just trotting off to wherever she felt like going and knowing all along that her special place was secure. But you never expected the wild card to enter the picture. No, it wouldn’t be just the Aria and Cameron show for that title at Pain for Pride. I did every damn thing Cleopatra forced me to do, I showed up every step of the way when it was just supposed to be about you two and I never let either of you forget the truth. If you want to be the women’s champion, you’re still going to have to go through me to get it. Even as Cameron walks in this match with that belt snug around her waist, she has to get past me to keep it. And as Aria enters with her fans clinging to the hope that this will finally be the time that her dreams come true at Pain for Pride, I enter the picture as the nightmare that changes the course of her entire destiny with just the kick of a leg. That’s what I am in the match, ladies. I’m the one that changes everything. Oh, because this isn’t just about the storied rivalry between the legendary Cameron Ella Ava and the beloved Aria Jaxon. This is unfinished business between me and Cameron. This is the ongoing saga of the relationship between me and Aria that has people still trying to figure out if they’re friends or enemies. This is about me reminding every soul who calls themselves a part of EAW that at the end of the day, Cailin Dillon still plays a major role in deciding who has the right to call themselves the queen of Empire.
 
Cameron under no certainty did you or I ever believe what we had was some kind of alliance. You always knew you were going to take your shot against me, and I always knew it, too. Your denial of that would be such a pathetic waste of your breath now as not a soul in the world would even be surprised at this point. We’ve never had more for each other then even the simplest amount of respect. I respect the fact that you paved a path that allowed women like me and Aria to even be here. But I also respect the fact that we took it from there, took what you’d created and made it even better. Don’t waste a breath going over all of your accomplishments and how it makes you so much better than me. The truth is you couldn’t beat me as a rookie. I beat you the second time we faced, when we both assured each other we would end up in the Empress of Elite finals. But even though it was me that was in the so-called toughest pool… you didn’t hold up your end of that bargain. In fact, the only way you can even say you’ve beaten me is by cashing in on me after I successfully defended the title and then was mobbed by four women. Bleeding and beaten, trying to fight my way back, you were right there you little opportunistic twat. But hell, how could I even blame you. We’re not friends. We were barely partners when we were dabbling in the OG ideas. It was just never meant to last. With an early defection and then your apparent leader leaving due to a broken neck, it just wasn’t meant to be. So you had to pick your spots and I get that. But it sure did seem like you were trying your hardest to simultaneously rub it in my face and run and hide like a little bitch all at the same time. So you can’t say you’ll find yourself surprised this week when I unleash an unrelenting fury on you that’s two months in the making. See I don’t forgive and I don’t forget. I won’t just get over what you did to me. For the rest of our careers, I will always bring you the beating you deserve when we’re put across from each other. I will always make sure you remember that the only way you could ever take anything away from me was with a silly little gimmick. Whenever you meet me face to face in that ring, on even ground on equal terms, your Hall of Fame ass just isn’t good enough to deal with me. Each and every time I face you I will just get stronger and better than before. And I will continue to be the puzzle you just can’t solve without a cheat code. You aren’t good enough to hold that title above your head and call it your own. I know it. Aria knows it. You’re just trying to pretend to be the queen as long as you can knowing full and well that it wouldn’t be enough when the clock strikes midnight on your reign at Pain for Pride. It’s been fun playing this little game with you over the past two months, Cammy, but honestly it’s time to put an end to it. Let me just show you what a real champion does when she’s faced with a challenge like this. Oh, I know your history and your stories past and all your accomplishments. But I also know your history with me, and there’s just no escaping it.
 
So that turns us to the all but already crowned Aria Jaxon. The focus of this match will be so much more on my opponents for the outside voices. One is fan darling and the other has been here so long they just don’t know how else to react other than to lose their pathetic minds cheering for her. I know what everyone is saying. This is Aria’s moment. After all the heartbreak from last year’s Pain for Pride. Her failed attempt at the Specialist’s title. Her missed chances with the women’s title. And then her close loss last month. This is finally her moment to rise to the top and show everyone that she is indeed the cream of the crop. What a fairy tale, made for Disney fucking ending, am I right? But that’s not how this one is going to go at all. If Aria has proven anything over the last year, it’s that she will frequently disappoint when everyone is shoving their chips in her direction and going all-in. I’ll admit she had a few wins a long the way, but for all of the opportunity handed to her on a silver platter, the girl looking at her pink-haired reflection in that plate hardly gets to wear a smile. She’s the girl that’s trying to play nice and hold back all of this anger because it just doesn’t go right for her.  She’s like the underdog in a way, but then she’s not. It would be like if your favorite person in a sports league kept making it to the top, but lost because they didn’t have enough around them. I guess in a way that’s true. Except this a solo woman’s game. So that means… yes… she doesn’t have enough on her own. I’ve stood beside her and opposite her enough to know she possess more talent than most of the men or women in this company could ever dream of having. But I also know that her desire to be at the top will never trump mine. And I know that we will fight for the rest of our damn careers over that simple answer. Say what you will about the Aria-Cameron rivalry. They’ll right books about what me and Aria did to each other some day. And what we’ve done together, too. But just like I said at the beginning, this was all inevitable between the two of us. Two people as competitive and fierce as we are could never go toe-to-toe and remain as friendly as we dreamed possible at one time. We both want too many of the same things. And there’s not enough separation in the world they could create to keep our paths from just diverting right back into each other and crashing head on with full force. I don’t care about what happened between us in September, November, January or February. We decide the next step in our chapter as adversaries at this event. This is where we turn the page. No matter what we do to each other, this will conclude the chapter and set up the next step of where we go and what we both do next. The fans would go crazy if you won this. On a weekend when Tarah Nova cements her legacy to the Hall of Fame, this win would start the chatter on you being the next woman to follow in her footsteps. But shit, I’ve done just as much as you since I’ve been here. Hell, maybe I’ve even done more. I’ll take the moniker of two-time women’s champion after Pain for Pride and let my career do the rest of the talk. You can have the maybe she’s next label.
 
This is a clash of titans, there’s really no other way to put it. You two will be the popular picks, but I’m here to make sure this match descends into the glorious chaos that the matchmakers all hoped for when they slid Cailin Dillon in and called it a triple threat. I’m not just coming in here to cause problems for the two of you. I’m coming in here to win the women’s champion and reclaim the glory that Cameron stole from me two months ago. I’m coming in to return that title to it’s proper place, around the waste of the first Empress of Empire and I will reign supreme over both of you in your attempts to do otherwise. One of you might be a Hall of Fame goddess, and the other one might be some sort of self-proclaimed queen, but I’m here to bring a goddess to her knees and leave a fake-queen begging for mercy. I’m taking all of your dreams for Pain for Pride glory and I’m shattering them to pieces in one lasting mental image for both of you: Cailin Dillon standing tall with the women’s championship firmly in her grasp as the two of you weep from your corners and try to understand why your effort wasn’t enough. I’ll tell you why. Because it will never be enough. I will always be here to keep you from reaching your places. I will always be around the corner ready to take all of your glory away in one fell swoop. I can do it with one kick. I can do it with a swift dance. And I can do it by ripping your arm right out of the socket. I’m ruthless ladies, and that changes the whole game at Pain for Pride. I’m about to bring a fire to this match that neither of you have ever seen or even thought was capable of. If you aren’t ready for it, you’re going to get burned badly. Oh, you’ll get burned no matter what, I assure you that. And as your title hopes go up in ashes and the flames grow hotter and hotter around the both of you, you’ll see me standing there with that same fury in my eyes. And you’ll see the reflection of the women’s championship one last time as I leave with it. That’s how Pain for Pride is going this year, ladies. This is my moment… you just get to participate.

 
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the greatest show that will feature all of your favorite stars of old having one last hurrah but yet the biggest attraction of the entire show won’t be one of those, instead it will be the woman you see right now The Ace Of Empire and your truly, Azumi Goto.
 
(A small smirk of Azumi is shown as she’s in an interview room with spotlights are on)

Just what I want, the spotlight over me and nobody else, just like how it’s going to be at Pain For Pride. When every single soul in this company finally learns to respect me and what I have done for this place and the world of wrestling. How I have worked harder than any other person in this company and I’ve been the unsung hero of this place but yet you will continue to sing the praises of someone who is overhyped or someone that doesn’t deserve it. See I guess you could call me a member that thing people like to call the Brass Ring Club or something like that. To be real with you all, I just want to win because in the end, it will be the best middle finger to anyone on this roster and all of you fans. When I take away a title that you all wanted it to be on your fan favorite it’s going to be the greatest moment of my life as you people will realize it. And seriously who are these people you’re all supporting? The overhyped ones or the ones that have just no rightful reason to say that they are the number 1 contenders and probably have their shot in there because you the fans have chosen them as your savior, your heroes but none of those people can compare to The Ace Of Empire. Not a single soul can compare themselves to The Best Wrestler in this company. And I’m going to prove that the best by beating all of the barricades that you will throw against me whether that be Hall Of Famers looking to find one way back into relevance, some future star that’s probably going to leaving this company after nothing goes their way or some current star that just didn’t have the talent or skills to be in something bigger.
 
I’m going to beat them all, and then when you boo me I’ll just simply smirk and just say I told you so! Who’s in this match with me that actually stands a chance against me?
 
Your Hall Of Famers won’t because for them they just want one of PFP bonus. This is a one and done appearance for the likes of Lethal Consequences, and Prince Of Phenomenal. They just want you to people to get that good old nostalgia feel because they’re really just people out of their time. While you two will be in the running out of time, I’ve got all the time in the world to continue my legacy and continue to prove that I am WAY better than anyone else.
Then you failed busts like Sheridan Muller, Carson Ramsay, Tig Kelly and Ryan Savage. Three people that this company put so much faith into for being future top stars but what happened? They failed right? Sheridan walked out of Empire in search of being less repetitive with her catchphrases and being less of a euro trash. Tig Kelly failed you all by being nothing for more than your average MMA reject along with Ryan Savage and unlike Carson, I didn’t crumble the expectation giving to me by Anti-Asian Commentator called Starrstan. See I’m not efficient or anything like that, my entire existence doesn’t revolve a Mafia Kick and I’m definitely not looking to rebuild my image. Along with those busts, you have the talents of tomorrow, the guys that this company is looking to advertise as the stars of tomorrow and like usual I don’t care if you are that for this company or something. You’re still just not good enough to win, I don’t care about your social media followers, if you roar like a lion or something shit and I certainly don’t care if you’re a part of The Spooky Alliance AKA The Sanatorium. Unlike those busts and future busts, the woman here right now is me; any of the other Empire Gals will probably crumble under the pressure of being at PFP.
 
Speaking of Empire, it seems like that Haruna and I aren’t alone in this match but really who cares about those girls, they’re not winning and it’s far from that. Those girls don’t have a chance at beating me but that’s already in their faith because they’re stepping face-to-face with THE UNDISPUTED ACE OF EMPIRE but you people have constantly been against me will probably as agree that those girls won’t last. I’ll give them… maybe day after PFP and then I predict those girls will either be sent back to developmental or be released.
 
But there is a certain someone in that match, who might have what it takes to beat me and her name is Haruna Sakazaki, my dear and sweet wife. The love of my life and honestly the only person that keeps me sane with the crap that happens on Empire but I’m sorry love, I want to win. I want to declare myself as the winner but yet here you are standing in my way to the top. See in the past, if people said anything about you, I would be shield from everything but right now, Love. I’m going to have to declare war on you.

Just like I am right now against every single one of you, if you think that you have what it takes to beat me and prove me wrong then come try me, I’ll show you where you really belong in my vision for EAW. Where you belong in my image for this company’s season 11 but do remember be wise with what you say and you might need to…
 
 

(And with that, Azumi takes off  the small mic that was attached to her shirt and tosses it to the ground on her way out of the room as the camera fades)

[size=15]The Extrme Enigma Fatal Fourway Elimination match @ Pain For Pride, Promo #1[/size]



[size=15]Sunday, 2:12 A.M., location unknown. [/size]


[size=15](The scene opens inside a small room. All is quiet except for the buzzing of the lights which flicker on and off sporadically.  The camera pans slowly across to the right. As it does a dark stain on the wall reads ‘Your Pride shall be met with an even greater demon. My Pain!’[/size]


[size=15]The camera continues to pan, bringing into frame a man who's sinister blood shot eyes are unmistakable. This is the man known as Solomon Caine.)[/size]




[size=15]Caine: “And now, with a clear path that leads straight before us.  With the level ground, and the wind at our back, we march forward towards the golden glory that is the key to bringing about our reign upon this earth. With it the masses shall fall to their knees. The heathens shall cry with mourning for their own lives. The eyes of the world shall be opened to the truth we are bringing forth. The door is open, the time is at hand. We know that we’d only have to slay three wondering souls, to sacrifice those who were been chosen at the dawn of time for this very moment. We only need to crush those chosen lambs, to lay our hands on the key and bring forth the flood of fire, bring forth the destructive of empires, to bring about THE END OF AGES!!![/size]

[size=15]And to bring.about that great and terrible day, we shall use all of our power. We shall use every drop of might, blood, and sweat within our body to do so. [/size]

[size=15]Do you hear us Target Smiles. You recently reflected on what you feel before you step out and bring yourself to our altar. You fell the cold shiver run up your spine, you fell the strength leave your legs, you tremble in fear.  I tell you now, it is right for you to do so. It is right for you to cower, for while you show promise with how willing your spirit is to stand and fight with everything within your soul, this is a battle that you cannot hope to win. This is the day when you shall find that every talent you possess shall fail you. This is the day when you see that every strike and blow you land, can do nothing against the coming force that shall overwhelm you and suffocate you. And as you gasp for air, you shall with your last breath give thanks for ending you now, instead of allowing the great fire to consume you. [/size]

[size=15]Oh yes Target Smile, you shall see past our flesh at the chosen hour,  you shall see us for what we truly are. In but a single moment, your greatest fear, and your greatest relief shall wash over you as we tear you to pieces with our bare hands. Rejoice Smiles, for with the breaking of your body, you become so much more than you could know. With the crushing of your flesh, you shall bring the fire ever closer to burning down all that this world has built up. [/size]


[size=15]And what of you Tarah Nova?  The Little shrikethrush who once spread her poison. To all who came across her, has now lost but all her venom. Though you still possess the beauty of a desert bloom, your sting has left you.  The hunger that led you to slaughter an army set before you just two years ago, it has been satiated. You are not the conqueror you once were. And now you are as a spider without its fangs, merely waiting to be eaten by all that hides in the wild around you.  Pity, you could have been so much more. You could have stood by our side, you could have gazed upon the fall of the works of man, you could have stood unharmed by all the unspeakable horrors that shall befall this earth. But alas, you are weak. And it is only those who are fit and strong, who may see the glorious reign and take part of it. Now, you shall know well the unending nightmare, now you shall drink from the bitter cup as the heathens shall. Now you shall see the grand works and all that has been built by the hands of man, crumbling to the ground. Now you shall be eaten alive by the flood of fire, and it shall consume you till you are nothing more than ash. [/size]

[size=15]WHY HAVE YOU ALLOWED THIS FOR YOURSELF?!  Why did you allow yourself to become soft and complacent?!  Why have you cast to yourself to this awful fate?!  What demon tempted and enticed you?!  What empty crusade drew your eye?!  We mourn for you Tarah Nova, for though you could have ruled as a queen, you now have chained yourself to a fate worst than the grave.  We are saddened, but that shall not keep us from doing what we must. We pity you, but shall show you no mercy when the chosen hour has come. Farewell Tarah Nova, may your demise by our hands serve forever as a warning, that others may be spared from sharing in your fate. [/size]



[size=15]Ryan Marx, the path that led you to us was filled with strife. It led you from pondering the meaning of all that lies beyond the cosmos, to the examination of your your own mind, and claiming that you possess all that is needed to lead. Ryan Marx, we know you at your very core, we have you every gift that you possess. And now, you are brought before us to test those gifts, and to test the metal of the one who possess them. We look to see if you are truly worthy. Just as we test this flesh that we inhabit. We are to clash, and clash, until one of us laid shattered upon he altar. Return to your days and ponder which of us shall stand. Question and search for every reason as to why. You shall learn the truth, our truth, first hand. Come learn what becomes of a mind when the body is broken. Come learn of what good theory is when all that surrounds you is false and empty and hallow. [/size]

[size=15] Come forth Ryan Marx, open your mind to all the answers you seek. Come let us reveal them all. Let us show you the awful horrors, let us show you the agony and suffering that is coming. Let us open your eyes to the the woe and damnation that the masses of the world shall suffer!  Let us show you these wonder first hand, that you may tell the masses of our might. [/size]


[size=15]Listen well, for all that we have spoken, it shall be so.”[/size]



[size=15](The lights flicker again, this time more rapid, frantically, before going dark.)[/size]




[size=15]The End is near. [/size]

[size=15]The 24/7 battle royal @ Pain For Pride, Promo #1[/size]


[size=15](The scene opens at JFK airport in New York City. It's here we find a Legacy 600 brand private jet touching down on the runway. The jet taxis to a stretch limousine parked not far from the landing strip. Besides it waits super agent Johnny J, who looks on anxiously as the flight crew opens the door of the plane and reveals EAW’s self proclaimed Social Media Champion, “Picture Perfect” Mark Michaels. Michaels steps off the plane, each stride filled with an almost undeserved arrogance. After clearing the last step Michael is greeted by his agent, who walks along side him back towards the car.)[/size]


[size=15]Johnny: “How was the flight?”[/size]


[size=15]Michaels: “The flight attendant couldn't make a dry martini to save her life, the food wasn't gmo free, and the pilot hit a patch of turbulence. Remind me to give them a one star review on yelp.”[/size]


[size=15]Johnny: “At least your here on time for all the press events. They have you so booked this week if you miss one your whole week’s schedule goes up in smoke.”[/size]


[size=15]Michaels: “That doesn't matter John. Right now the only thing I care about is rolling into MetLife Stadium, tossing out a shit ton of Michaels envy suffering shit heads in my big Pain For Pride debut, and claiming that 24/7 contract.”[/size]


[size=15]Johnny: “That's all well and good, but maybe you should just focus on enjoying your first Pain For Pride week, and put on the the best showing you can.”[/size]



[size=15](Michaels stops dead in his tracks and quickly peels his Gucci gold rimmed aviator sunglasses from his face. His eyes shoot a contemptuous look at his agent, and his voice fills with fire that is only ever heard when Michaels is at his most pissed off.)[/size]


[size=15]Michaels: “First off I put out the best showing every single week. Not just he best I can, but the best period. Second, I didn't fly all the way out to this god forsaken hell home they call New Jersey just to sit back and enjoy the festivities. No, in fact I'm not here to enjoy Pain For Pride, I'm here to ruin it for a group of people, whose otherwise empty heads have gotten so filled with pipe dreams of laying their grubby hands on my 24/7 contract. So I'm coming to pull their heads out of the clouds, or out of their asses in the case of Tig Kelly, and bring them right back down to earth. And I am going to do it by shipping every last one of their overhyped, underdeveloped asses first class on the end of my boot over the top rope. It's wake up time for each and every son of a bitch that steps thru  the curtain. [/size]

[size=15]Because their is not a soul in the back who deserves this win more than me!  Their is not s man, woman or child who has done more for this company than I have. And there isn't a single, solitary, individual who has worked harder, and been been shoved to the back burner more times than I have. [/size]

[size=15]Don't believe me, I dare you to name one man better than I am in that ring, and don't you dare mention Tig Kelly because you, me, and everyone who hasn't stuck their head in the sand saw that I was about to plant his head into the mat before he cheated me out of a win by grabbing my tights.”[/size]


[size=15]Johnny: “I didn't see him grabbing…”[/size]



[size=15]Michaels: “That's last week John, leave the past in the past because I'm already looking to the future. Now like I said go ahead and name anyone who is as good as I am in the ring.”[/size]



[size=15]Johnny: “Ryan Savage?”[/size]


[size=15]Michaels: “Please, knowing him he’ll probably retire right in the middle of the match. [/size]

[size=15]Johnny: “mmm… Well that That Theron Nikolas guy has been turning some heads.”[/size]


[size=15]Michaels: “Who?”[/size]


[size=15]Johnny: “Well what about Azumi Gato, or Haruna Sakazaki?  Certainly those two will be coming in with a plan to work together.”[/size]


[size=15]Michaels: “Look if they wanna wrestle me, I'll be more than happy to slide them each a key to my suite, but if they think that I'll hesitate for a second to toss both of them out of the ring quicker than a heartbeat, well they got another thing coming.”[/size]


[size=15]Johnny: “Well what about a dark horse in this match like El Ironico, or that Kasie Boetius?”[/size]

[size=15]Michaels: “John did you just compare to a guy who eliminates himself from battle royals?  I mean come on now, on my worst day I'd still kick the shit out of the masked jackass. Oh and Kaise, the guy who's been here all of a week. Just like the countless other assholes who get tossed out just for me to make cannon fodder out of them. Oh yeah I gotta worry about him, just like I got to worry about a cockroach that scurries in front me on the side walk. In the end I step over both of them and go about my way without even breaking my stride. That goes for Jacob Moore, his girlfriend Sheridan Muller, and every other bastard with more balls than Brains. Regardless of brand, there is not a man who has done more for the sport of professional wrestling than I have. There is not a man whose dedication has helped him perfect his craft and stand above every other one of these no talent fucks who wouldn't know a wrist lock from a wrist watch. [/size]

[size=15]Johnny you need to understand something, this goes beyond just the name value of everyone in the match. This goes beyond the accolades that everyone has hanging on their resume. This match is all about desire.  who is the hungriest, who wants it the most?  Two years ago I changed the landscape of this company when I signed on the dotted line and made my debut here in EAW. When Dynasty spilt off and became its own entity in the world of professional wrestling, I worked tirelessly to promote it and make it a rating juggernaut. When Dynasty rejoined the rest of EAW, I was a happy man because it meant that I was all but guaranteed a spot on the biggest show of the year, Pain For Pride Nine. Then, before I even knew it, my opportunity was gone. So was my career. It burned a hole in pit of my stomach Johnny. It burned me to know that there were dozens of men and women who were gonna get the chance to step out onto that stage and set themselves apart from the rest of the pack, while I was gonna be stuck at home on the couch. I couldn't bring myself to watch that year. I knew I was missing out on the biggest moment I could ever experience. [/size]

[size=15]That is why I had to come back last year. That is why I resigned with Dynasty and suffered through the last eight months of getting absolutely railroaded by the suites who are making the matches.  I went thru all this bullshit because I needed to be here for this moment. I needed to be apart of this show. And most of all I needed to win at Pain For Pride and set my name in stone within the history books of professional wrestling. [/size]

[size=15]That's why I don't give a flying fuck who I gotta go thru. I don't care if it's The People With Class, that patriotic prick Cody Marshal, princesses of phenomenal, or any other rat bastard that gets in my way. I am going to do whatever it takes to heave their fat asses up over that top rope. I am going to go to any lengths necessary for me to be the last man standing at the end. There is no act too extreme, no mountain too high, and no valley too low, for me to be standing tall as your Twitter Trendsetter, your Instagram Icon, your hashtag hero who will conquer every last obstacle placed between me and that contract!  On the grandest stage, at the biggest event, I am going to prove to the world that though some may fold and recoil under it, the bigger the spot light, the brighter I shine. [/size]

[size=15]This is the moment I have been waiting for longer than I can remember. This is the time when Mark Michaels rises above from an above average wrestler, to the single greatest to ever step in the ring. This is my time now. This is Pain For Pride. [/size]

[size=15]When that bell rings, you'll be looking at a man on Fire, and everyone in that ring is either gonna clear out of my way, or they're gonna get burned. So let them all go on ahead and Picture THAT!”[/size]


[size=15](With that Michaels resumes waking to the car, his agent just a step behind.)[/size]




[size=15]FADE TO BLACK. [/size]

 
 
 

(Chris Elite, Big Mike and Stripper # 1 who won’t stop following us for some reason are shown at a local diner in New Jersey Big Mike who just finished his order of waffles is now working on a list of some sorts)
 
Chris Elite: Okay do we have a list of things said this weekend or might be said?
 
Big Mike: Yes everything we said might be said or done is on the list now let’s see if we were right you name them I’ll check them off B.
 
Chris Elite: Okay homosexual jokes about the two of us?
 
Big Mike: Check, you’d think they have some new material by now B, I’m starting to think they’re the homosexuals and they are just insecure about it so they try to mock us over it. I know where I stand I damn near have 5 baby moms speaking of which I need to go pick up my kids soon B so they can see Pin for Pride live. 
 
Chris Elite: Oh great, I mean yes I can’t wait to see my nephews okay next on the list more false claims by Mr. Anorexic?
 
Big Mike: Yeah B, the dude doesn’t seem to stop with the false claims I thought I warned him about all of it but the kid got heart I guess we’ll have to break that right along with his pride.
 
Chris Elite: Yeah I’ll get to him in a couple of minutes.  More obnoxious yelling from Lucas Johnson?
 
Big Mike: (Big Mike checks it twice) OF COURSE B, YOU KNOW HE DON’T STOP YELLING I DON’T THINK HE REALIZES HOW DUMB HE SOUNDS.  HE’S ALWAYS TRYING TO BE HEARD BUT GUESS WHAT B? YELLING ISN’T GOING TO HELP THEM HEAR THEY STILL WON’T LISTEN TO SHIT YOU HAVE TO SAY ANYWAY B.
 
Chris Elite: You could have answered that without yelling yourself but anyway um what else…  Okay you know what let’s just move onto me addressing Finnegan and what he had to say about me.  Before I forget and order another some more waffles.  Finnegan you should be flattered, flattered that I’m even giving you this much time out of my time to respond or address you in any sort of way. Be flattered that I’m even going to get in that ring with you on Dynasty instead of skipping out and doing something more entertaining and something more challenging like rock climbing or maybe even bowling. I also didn’t know you were enough around strippers or woman period to know what one would say but hey I guess we all make stuff up as we go along. I mean if anyone has to pass anyone a bill for them stick around them for so long it’d be you. This lady still won’t stop following us and I only threw about a hundred dollars on her she must be trying to get me caught on TMZ or something but that’s beside the point. See Finnegan I don’t have to pay anyone to be my friend or even my tag team partner. I mean I can only imagine how much money you blew to make that one dude your tag team partner. Not that you have much anyway I heard Dynasty doesn’t pay well especially to the lower scum of the roster.  “Didn’t even know you could spell a word that complex” well I didn’t even know that I spelt it out for you I thought me and Big Mike just came out and said it. You have to think before you speak or spell whatever you are doing Finnegan. 
 
Big Mike: Before you continue B.  I too would like to address this fool I heard what you said about me and you outta watch your mouth before I get in the ring with you and Chris Elite doesn’t.  Unlike Chris here I don’t give a damn about making a match entertaining when I get in that ring for you I’m aiming to hurt you nothing more and nothing less.  Instead of waiting for Pain for Pride to take all of your pride we’ll do it on Friday.  I mean you can’t have that much pride left after you get destroyed by a body guard who only knows about 6 moves.  So again keep this between the both of you and leave my name out of it B.  I did 10 years in the pen damn it!
 
Chris Elite: I can’t believe this dude has the audacity to bring up the word repetitive the only things I heard come of out of his mouth are things like Messiah Complex and shite but yeah let’s call me out for being repetitive.  Don’t get mad at me for your lack of confidence I can smell an easy victory from a mile away Finnegan.  I know when I’m up against a challenge and I also know when I’m not and this happens to be one of the times where… I’m not. I know when you look in the mirror for some reason you see yourself as a competition for others but hey I can’t fault you for that you’re on Dynasty a cardboard box is competition for you guys.  Didn’t you mention first how’d you beat me in 5 minutes? I mean I said we both knew you were lying but still you can’t mock something you said first when you too knew it as a lie.  So you listen here leader of the anorexic you say what you want about me. Continue playing that bingo game, I mean I’m just as flattered as you are that you made a bingo game dedicated to me. You truly are a fan first asking for my hashtag now making me my own bingo game. Man the British are such nice people not the brightest but they sure nice. Anyways though, enjoy that game of bingo I hope what I just said helps you add more to that game of bingo you are playing. When do you plan on releasing it to the public? I’m sure it’ll sell great at Barnes and Nobles which by the way I’ll be there Pain for Pride week to read some stories to kids and former convicts.  By the way which one is it? Am I talented in the ring or am I predictable don’t take away your compliments now because I got under you’re shite skin that’s a lame move there bud. By the way you aren’t leaving any mark on my chest you didn’t even leave me one on Showdown. Big Mike do you see a kick pad mark?
 
Big Mike: I know this will probably trigger more homosexual jokes however when were all at the pool with Stripper #1 and her friends I seen no marks just those dumb tattoos you have and I’m sure those kendo stick legs won’t do anything on Dynasty and didn’t do anything on Showdown.
 
Stripper #1: Um excuse me sweety you can’t just keep calling me Stripper #1 I’m a human being with a name and by the way Finnegan I also heard what you said about me and I am no escort I am the next Cardi B when it comes to stripping baby boy. I’m going to take my babies out the hood and I’d follow you just like I’m following these two but it looks like you don’t have much to offer in any of the needs a woman has. However though I also seen no marks on the beautiful chest of Chris Elite.
 
Chris Elite: Um… Well you heard here it first no marks on my beautiful chest just my BEAUTFIUL tattoos so again think before you speak and you too make sure you have proof before saying something.  I won’t have any short comings to blame on anyone because you aren’t going to pin me and your damn sure not making me give up unless you have a CD that just repeats Lucas Johnson saying he’s the greatest New Breed Champion of all time.  If not then I am walking out victorious like I said I would when this match was announced.  You doubt yourself all you want and as you should because you and the rest of the world knows the results of Friday and the results we’ll see at Pain for Pride.
 

(Camera fades)

[size=15]Voltage Promo #1[/size]


[size=15]Monday, 1:01 A.M., location unknown.[/size]


[size=15](The scene opens in A continuation of Solomon Caine’s previous message.)[/size]


[size=15]Caine: “And do not believe that I have forgotten about you Tiberius. Do not think that the gathering of my enemies has given me cause to overlook you. No, far from it. For since you stole the crown at King Of Elite, we have so desired to get our hands upon you. We have so wished crush your body in one, single strike. And now here you are, just as we have will it to be. [/size]

[size=15]We see what lies in your head. We see that you are shaken to your very core, for though you made light and mocked my brethren ONI, he laid waste to you same as we shall at the chosen hour. [/size]

[size=15]Oh how you exalted yourself. How you claimed to be a man of great power, a king no less. We  say onto you that you are but the king of fools. For where was your great power when you were placed before ONI?  Where was the strength to consume his flesh? Where was even the smallest piece of your courage when you heard Drastik’s arrival?!  [/size]

[size=15]We tell you now that your own hubris brought about your downfall. For you are not a regal ruler, you are the lowest of peasants who clings desperately to the illusion of authority. You dared to stand against one piece of the great beast named Sanitorium, you fell. What should bring about any change in the outcome this time?!  What should propell you to victory against us?  What would keep us from doing every last ounce of harm to you we desire?  Tiberius, there shall be nothing that keeps us from tearing your flesh from the bone with our bare hands. There shall be none who could stand in the way of us doing so. [/size]


[size=15]Savor the time you have before your sacrifice. Drink it in like the finest of wine. Hold on to it as tightly as you can, for when you are placed before us, what little that shall remain of you shall be scooped up by Drastik. [/size]

[size=15]You dare to doubt us?!  Come forward that we may reveal the truth. Present yourself that we might show you exactly what kind of miserable wretch you are. And open your eyes and see the everlasting damnation from which you shall never escape!  You wished to taste the darkness but a week ago, we shall fill your gullet with it till you suffocate. We shall make sure that your stomach turns sour when you swallow it. We shall rejoice as you weep bitterly from the pain it shall bring you!  [/size]


[size=15]Your cries for mercy shall ring sweetly in our ears. You pained screams for any ending to your suffering shall bring such gladness to our heart. Yes Tiberius, a scoundrel such as yourself deserves the punishment that awaits him. The judgement has been rendered for you, and at the chosen hour We shall carry out your sentence. And when it has been the eyes of the masses shall look upon the so called king. They shall see him receiving the just rewards of his evil deeds and that for all his boasting, he could not escape the fate that we have foretold of him. [/size]

[size=15]Muster up all the strength and energy you have within you. Bring forth your best effort. Just try and battle against all that has been prophesied over you. And soon, you shall realize that It shall matter not how hard you try. Nor which direction you set upon. Nothing can deliver you from the hands of all that we have willed. No man can.[/size]


[size=15]Breath deeply Tiberius, do not be unnerved. For your demise shall serve a greater purpose. With your ultimate end, the masses of the world shall gaze upon the truth we have shared with them. They shall know that there is no deception within us. When those who have been blinded finally see the light, oh how they shall shutter with fear. For they shall know that when the cleansing fire floods the streets, they shall know that there is no escaping it. For the fire hungers for the flesh of man. It is starving for it. And on its day of coming it shall devour its fill!  That is what lies in wait for all of you. That is what awaits the New Breed fools who stand against me, that is what lies I wait for those who at this moment align themselves with me, that is what is coming for you Ttttttiiiiiiibbbbeeeerrrrrrriiiiuuuusssss!!![/size]


[size=15]Face your demise. Accept it now, for there shall be no denying the inevitable. When you hobble out before the eyes of the world, and they looks upon you with tears welling in their eyes, know that it is only the beginning of the unending misery that shall befall you. [/size]


[size=15]Listen well, for all that we have spoken of shall be made so. [/size]


[size=15](Caine inhales deeply. His eyes rolling back into his head as he does. The camera fades out imas his jaw hangs lose, his body stiffens, and he begins to murmur in incomprehensible togues.)[/size]


[size=15]The End. [/size]

Double duty this week? You've got to be kidding me? I am one week away from the biggest match in my career on the biggest stage in our business which is Pain for Pride X. Am I worried that I am going to lose these matches? No of course not! The only benefit to having double duty this week on Dynasty and Showdown this week is that I get payed double and that five course meal on the day of my match in New York City a short drive from Metlife Stadium will be absolutely glorious. Moongoose we meet again and we will meet next week when I win at Pain for Pride. It's just ridiculous to me that not only myself but everyone in the New Breed Championship match are likely to serious injure themselves in one of the most dangerous matches in company history and I have to wrestle two nights in a row? I am better then Moongoose McWho? Then a four on four tag team match on Showdown against one half of the Divide and Conquer participants, I don't give a damn who's in that match. I don't give a damn about Showdown, Monroe or Murrow. I only care about myself and retaining my championship. The greatest title reign in company history is slowly approaching the hundred day mark and Day One of Pain for Pride X will be at the hundred and five day mark and I don't plan on losing this title anytime soon. While I was beating down Moongoose last week in that fluke victory I quickly remembered that we did face in the ring before in the Fatal 4 Way, Interwire Championship - Number One Contenders Match that DEDEDE sadly won and stole my thunder. From that moment on I knew that the mind fuck with the New Breed Championship was holding me back, I wanted to see if I was better then the New Breed Division and DEDEDE was simply the lucky man that night. I went onto Reckless Wiring and won the title that eluded me for nine long months and made the New Breed division relevant again after many champions of the past ran the title into the ground like the former champion - Cody Marshall. Cody Marshall is famous for??? Oh yeah being the last person in the Hell's Warpath match and being crushed by the former NCAA Division One Heavyweight Champion and now current ruler of the New Breed Division. It just made me sick to my stomach that Cody would just sit around all week using this beautiful championship as a pawn and trying to use it to become general manager of Showdown. And now look at him? He's yet to use his rematch clause and now is fighting to enter the 24/7 Contract Battle Royal, what an absolute joke. 

Everyone in this division IS JEALOUS! THEY ARE JEALOUS OF ME MAKING THIS DIVISION GREAT, THEY ARE JEALOUS OF MY PRIVATE JET, MY PAYCHECKS AND MY SUITS! THEY ARE JEALOUS OF ME BEING A GREAT WRESTLER AND HAVING THE GREATEST TITLE REIGN IN COMPANY HISTORY, I AM GOING TO BE THE LONGEST REIGNING NEW BREED CHAMPION EVER! I AM GOING TO BREAK JAMIE O'HARA'S RECORD OF SEVEN MONTHS! FACE IT PEOPLE NO ONE IS GOING TO STOP THE WRESTLING MACHINE! Tarah Nova pulling double duty at Pain for Pride? Or is that the name she gets in the bed? Ryan Marx is an upcoming talent that had a chance to win the Answers World Championship and blew it! The rest of the team I could care less about, you people can care about is Lucas Johnson winning on Dynasty and Showdown so I will retain my title at the biggest stage in our sports.....Pain for Pride X!

DID YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED? DID YOU FUCKING SEE WHAT HAPPENED? WE DESTROYED YET ANOTHER VOLTAGE ELITIST. WE DESTROYED THAT JD DAMON FUCKER, THE GUY WHO WAS TALKING TOUGH JUST A FEW DAYS AGO! Yes I realize that I am shouting but seriously, WHO THE FUCK EVEN CARES? Who the fuck gives a shit about you all and your opinions? Seriously, go fuck yourself because this is the time of the People with Class. The Sovereign Crusade is on and it won’t fucking stop until we have consumed each and every ‘elitist’ of the yellow brand. YOU HEAR THAT BOYS? NO ONE IS FUCKING SAFE, NO ONE CAN PREVENT THE DESTRUCTION THAT THE PEOPLE WITH CLASS WILL BE BRINGING HERE IN VOLTAGE. YOU ALL ARE DEAD, YOU ALL ARE FUCKING DEAD! Alright, calm…clam….better. So, you know what the best part is? It’s all your fault! You people thought it would be fucking awesome to treat us like the villain even after we delivered five star matches week after week after week. We defeated hall of famers, former champions, promising newcomers and also the fucking established veterans. So yeah, we have been pumping life to this otherwise dead brand by having all these amazing matches but still, you people booed us. I mean, what the fuck? You all come here for entertainment right? Well we provide that entertainment. Come here for some good wresting? We provide you that good wrestling. Is that how you treat your provider? Do you really consider the provider as the Satan? You know, you people need to be taken out and burned but since we are bounded by stupid laws that prevent us from doing that, we will settle for your loved ones. That’s right, we will destroy your favorite wrestlers, the ones you consider as ‘heroes’ each and every week until this place becomes a barren wasteland filled with dashed hopes and broken bodies of our foes. We will convert this to a place of death and sorrow and when that happens, you all will regret the day you booed the People with Class.

The same fate awaits you Oni, you fucking cocksucker! Yeah that’s what you are, a fucking low level cocksucker! I mean, you are relevant just because you suck Eclipse’s cock right? Oh and talking about Eclipse, few weeks ago, he was my bitch! I beat that pretender in the middle of the ring and so I ask you, if your leader is no match for me, what hope do you have against me? You are a fool, a bloody fool for being so confident going up against me. I am not that same green rookie I was when I first stepped foot here or when I formed the People with Class. I am a handsome crusader, a man who not only looks better than you but also fights better than you. You see, what happened to Carson Ramsay was just a little teaser. It was just to show you all how big of a mistake you all committed when you decided to label us and especially me as the villain. You see, YOU ARE THE FUCKING VILLAIN WHILE I AM THE GODDAMN HERO. I was the man who could have brought Voltage back to the light. I would have pulled Voltage out from the bottom and pushed it to the top and then, you wouldn’t have to moan like a dog about Voltage’s status going into Pain for Pride. But no fuck it, you all rejected me and so fuck Voltage and fuck its status. The Crusade is going to wipe all shit in here anyways and so, at this point, it doesn’t even matter.

Oni, let me make myself absolutely clear, I did not lose my battle against Nasir Moore and Aren Mstislav. IT’S ALL A LIE, A FUCKING LIE, YOU HEAR ME? I AM THE WINNER, I BEAT NASIR MOORE AND AREN AND I DID IT WITH MY BARE FUCKING HANDS. You all are liars and cocksuckers. You all know that right now I am the most dangerous guy out there and so you are spreading all these lies so that I get distracted upon hearing those and stumble right? Yes, that’s the reason why there are so many liars out there saying I lost! I get it now! Yes! Anyways, that is not going to work. I am not going to let petty distractions get in my way especially now because I have promises to keep. Even though it’s a nice fucking try, it’s an epic fail, much like you efforts will be when we meet at Voltage. Oh and while we are on the subject of epic fails, your efforts to create a rift between Jon and me also falls under the same category. You people are so lame, you all try to do the same thing over and over without realizing that shit doesn’t work like that. You see, you are not the first to try something like that. Every fucking guy we met said something same but in the end got their ass kicked anyways. You see, both Jon and I know our roles in the tag team. We don’t interfere in each other’s business unless agreed upon at an early stage. Apart from that, Jon and I beat almost the same opponents and so, our abilities are the same and so, there is no difference between us. We are friends Oni and so next time, try something better, I beg you. Try to think of something, is it that really that hard? Thinking? Or do you need Eclipse to do that for you while your provide him support by sucking his dick hard?


Pal, you might have a lot of things to say regarding my position at the People with Class but what about your position at the Psych Ward? Or the Sanatorium? Or whatever….I mean apart from being a cocksucker what is it that you do there? Look man, here are the facts, Caine will be participating in the Extreme Enigma Elimination match and Maero will be participating in the Cash in the Vault match. What will you be doing? You know, that’s a good question and so, let me think about that a bit…….Uhhhh, wait a minute….shit still not getting any answer…..fuck, didn’t get any! Yeah, I don’t see anything for you Oni. So, where are all the words coming from? Where is all that confidence coming from? Nah, you know what, there is no need to tell because it just doesn’t matter. After I am done playing with you on Voltage, you won’t be needing a match, you will needing a nice little hospital bed with a television so that you can watch EAW’s Pain for Pride live! Oh yeah baby, the noise, the matches and the moments will all be there with you LIVE as you will be lying down on your bed, incapable to move because of the pain. You know what, to make things even better, after Pain for Pride is over, I might come over with a violin and play tunes that will lighten you up…..or I might just show you some porn on my phone…


Ciao!

Alright everyone! Let’s see how our team is doing after my speech about how we should work as a team and how important a win on Saturday is. So let’s look at Ryan Marx… says that proving we are better is pointless and is threatening to use a chair to damage my leg even more. *sigh* Awesome. Let’s see what Solomon Caine is up to. Okay, he seems to be with my message of us standing together and all. That’s good, alright. And how about Tarah Nova?.... Okay great! But on to something a bit more pressing. What have our opponents been saying?...
 
Well apparently it’s very difficult for people like Chris Elite and his Daddy to do research. My mother knits my gear? I haven’t seen my mother in years, where is this coming from? Is that just supposed to be an insult? Because it’s not a very good one, you can save a lot of money if you know someone who can make quality wrestling gear for free. Which I don’t, and masks aren’t cheap. You are correct when you mention that I've beaten men like Xavier Williams, the #1 contender for the world championship on Dynasty. I understand that you yourself have beaten The Pizza Boy, the #1 contender on Showdown. The two of us seem to have some parallel achievements as of late. But unlike you I haven’t had a hulking slab of man meat by my side to pick me up when I fall which makes it fortunate how little I fall. As evidence Target Smiles has only ever been beaten once since coming to EAW. I’ve only been beaten once and that’s along a sizable line of former world champions and Hall of Famers. So you like many others, you look at that and claim that you will stop my momentum in its tracks but I have some news for you, you’re not the first to say that. You’re not even the first man in this match to say that. Which brings me to your teammate.
 
Moongoose McQueen? Would you like to know what Satanic ritual I have been taking part in to have the success I’ve had? Because I’ll let you in on my secret. First you start with some motivation, then you apply dedication, then you take hard work and throw it in with determination, talent, focus, and some experience. Then after that it’s up to you to make all of that work and be successful in this company. But you wanna out me as the weak link on my team because of my assumed tenure? You know what? You’re not the first. And you’re not the first to call me a coward for wearing a mask. Oh, and you’re far from the first to say that you are the one who will cause my luck to run out. Over and over and over like a broken record my opponents seem to say the same things about me and the only response I ever seem to come up with is beating them once the time comes to meet them in the ring. But what you Moongoose seem to not understand is respect. What you don’t seem to understand is what it means to be a competitor. Over the course of my years doing this I have found that you do not need to hate a person to beat them and Moongoose I don’t hate you. I actually appreciate your “la de da” approach to everything. Not so much when it is in the form of disrespect towards myself but I won’t go into that. You ask me where the ruthless aggression is, but Moongoose the key to victory is not through aggression alone. I never set out to hurt people. I do have a job to do, yes. Will people get hurt? Most likely. Superheros claim not to kill but then they go around and do things in combat that generally result in death and in a way I am a real life superhero. Not just because I have a mask protecting my identity but because I stand for something greater than myself that I hope inspires positivity in the world. I look out in the crowd, I go to signings, I get stopped when I go out to eat, and I see a dedicated support to what I do from people who have done more for me than they ever had to. So I repay them by doing my job the best I possibly can and my job is to be the best competitor EAW has to offer. So just because my composure doesn’t fit the stereotype of what you believe a competitor in EAW should be doesn’t mean I’m not about to kick your ass, because my win loss record speaks for itself.
 
Then we have my old friend Finnegan who I’m happy to see is being a good sport and I’m honestly rooting for you at Pain For Pride because I know how much that New Breed Championship means to you. I myself will be competing for the Openweight Championship which is meant to replace the Hall of Fame Championship which was a pretty big deal but regardless you have a point that it is hard for a championship to have prestige when there hasn’t been a great competitor to hold it yet. Which is why come Pain For Pride I plan to either become that first great competitor to hold it or make one of my current teammates earn the right to hold that championship. But what I can’t seem to ignore is the fact that despite the fact that we have had a string of matches against one another, one of them I actually won, neither of us have definitively beat the other yet. Well assuming that neither of us gets the fall on the other in this match and that streak continues then maybe in a hypothetical future where the two of us bring both of these inter-branded championships back to Dynasty we can have champion versus champion match where there isn’t a double pin.
 

And throughout all of the fire being thrown from each side we find that the New Breed Champion himself, Lucas Johnson, has yet to weigh in. But regardless, on Saturday I’m hoping that my team can manage to stay on the same page and in Pittsburgh, home of the 2017 Stanley Cup Champs, we can show the world what the real match to watch will be at Pain For Pride X.