11-18-2019, 12:19 PM
BACKSTAGE
We see Lilee Snow, who is stood with Desiree Devna
Lilee: Desiree, congratulations on your victory
Desiree: Thank you… even if it was in ‘strange’ circumstances
Lilee: Yes, we saw that throughout the match, Thamuz seems to be observing you, and then called out Sundown…
Desiree: I don’t know what his game was… all that mattered tonight was the victory. A victory that the First Lady could be proud of.
Lilee: You sound relieved
Desiree: Of course I am. I’m the first to admit it hasn’t gone well. But tonight is just the start. At the Memorial, I’ll take on Willow Wilkes and like I said on Twitter, don’t write my eulogy just yet. No matter what happens, win or lose, I promise you Lilee, and I promise EMERGE, 2020 will be the year of the SECOND lady of Professional Wrestling. I’m will hold Gold in this company, and I will make my idol proud.
Lilee: Thank you Desiree for your time
Desiree: You’re welcome.
BACKSTAGE
“Hey… you.”
Shane Matthews turns from his I-Pad to face Laura, Samson and Sierra Swann who gets a rippling of boos, Sierra shaking her head.
Shane: Ah, Laura isn’t it… and you are Sierra Swann I believe
Laura: Yes, enough of the introductions. You are the roster liason person right? It’s your job to ensure your roster is happy?
Shane: That is correct
Laura: Then I’m afraid it’s not your day, because Sierra here is NOT happy.
Samson just grunts…seems he isn’t happy either.
Shane: Let me see if I can help
Sierra: Do you not have social media Shane?
Shane: Well, no actually, I don’t.
Sierra looks perplexed
Sierra: How old are you, seventy?
Shane: I just don’t see the point
Sierra: The point, Shane… is if you had social media, you will have seen that I am not on tonight’s card. And some ‘random’ who can’t even remember names is.
Shane: I’m afraid I have nothing to do with booking, however, I will speak with Benjamin
Laura: Oh please, we all know he has little to no power.
Shane: Then perhaps you could take it up with Mr Bryant. He is in attendance tonight.
Laura: He is? We have only just arrived, I wasn’t aware.
Shane: Yes, I’m sure Mr Bryant will be able to allay any of your concerns.
Laura: Then that’s what we shall do. Thank you Mr Matthews
Shane: My pleasure
Laura: Next year I will be taking more of a backseat… THIS disrespect will be sorted out by then or else.
Shane: I’m sure it will
BACKSTAGE
We cut to Drew’s office, and he is talking with Benjamin
Drew: You have to understand, this doesn’t look good
Benjamin: I’ll step up security, but it was funny, the fans loved it.
Drew: Loved it? He disrupted the tag team match, he threatened to show his arse on television. You should be trying to find out who let that clown in the building… not laughing at him. And then these threats on social media, all this bending the knee bull…
Benjamin: You need to lighten up Drew… seriously, you’re starting to sound like Silas
Drew: Pardon me?
Benjamin: Look Drew, we were friends. I had your back even after I sided with Dex. I honestly believe that you want the best for this company but Aiken and Silas… it isn’t it. You know that, I know you do or else I’d have been fired by now
Drew lowers his head
Drew: Maybe… but it wasn’t like I had Bill Gates knocking at our door. I HAD to get us out of SCW, it WAS the right thing to do
Benjamin: And I agree to an extent, but we could have done it without THEM.
Drew: If I think that or not, it’s too late now.
Benjamin: Never… you can turn this around
For a moment it looks like Drew is actually considering it, as he thoughtfully looks at his laptop, before turning back to Benjamin
Drew: Ben, just do the job you are paid to do, and keep Paradise out of my shows. Or else you’ll be joining him
Benjamin just shakes his head
Benjamin: Drew, you really think I don’t know I’m on borrowed time. Aiken and Silas will get rid of me when they are ready, and when that happens, you’ll be just as powerless as me to stop it.
Drew: This is MY company dammit
Ben heads to the door, and looks over his shoulder
Benjamin: You keep telling yourself that Drew, whatever helps you to sleep at night.
BACKSTAGE
Donovan Street watched on the monitor the matches going on at Invasion. He smirks, already in his wrestling gear ready to do whatever it takes to win the Pyramid and become the EMERGE Champion. Charis Kensington walks in looking beautiful as ever, she places her hands on his shoulders, caressing them as he stood there in silence. Donovan had a lot on his mind, he has a huge opportunity here to showcase just what he can do. Street turns to Charis…
Donovan: “This promotion is full of cunts. Every single one of them want an edge. I don’t get it, they want to act like they are consistent and are not given the proper opportunities or chances to succeed and yet I come out here every single show and out asses in seats and beat people up. Do you think Willow Wilkes, YUYO and Christian Cannon have any idea what I am about to do to them. No, they are so wrapped up on that bloody belt they haven’t even thought about the journey up to the very top of the Pyramid where I will take my place and be its Champion. The title is the cherry on the whipped cream, love… just the way you like it.”
Charis: “Whipped cream, cherries, yummy.”
Donovan: “They have the same bloody mentality as my sister, they think that the title means everything and exonerates the athletes themselves of who they truly are that is why I don’t give a damn about the fucking title, I want to hurt three people that I don’t like. Christian Cannon’s father HURT my sister; his fiancé HURT my sister. They walk around and put her on the shelf, they took my cousin and hospitalized her, they have abandoned Trinity and HURT my family, and do you think for one second that I am just going to let it slide. I’m going to send that lad back to them in a body bag. Do you think that title means more to me than hurting that kid? No, I rather hear him scream, beg for me to stop and they close the door leaving me down there with him, take your titles, I could care less.”
Charis: “I like titles though, they are sexy.”
Donovan sighs, slowly turning around to face Charis….
Donovan: “At least Willow is a respectable champion, she does whatever it takes to hold on to the belt, I can’t fault her for that. What I can say though is that if we allow this Unforgiven to take over, we need to make some decisions.”
Charis: “You mean as in join them?”
Donovan: “Precisely. I don’t work for anyone; I am who I am and will never change love. Willow has been champion for quite some time, the woman is a force, I don’t know if I could damage that beautiful face….”
Charis: “Donnie!”
Donovan: “Don’t whine. She’s gorgeous and would fit right in our bed, don’t you think? For once we make Willow the bitch since her sadism always has her in control. Take that title from her and she will be eating out of my hand. I don’t sweat Cindy… she’s hated my twin sister for a long time, I could rip her head off and give it to Trinity, she would appreciate that. Then there is YUYO, I have seen a lot of strange people in my life, I think she takes the cake, love.”
Charis giggles…
Charis: “She’s cute
Donovan: “Cute, she’s a loon. I hate her chirpeeness, all this little happiness and shit, that woman needs to just get beat down, I mean literally stomp her face into the ground until there are no teeth to give her a reason to smile! I want to hurt her Charis; she is the kind of wrestler my sister would like and that alone makes her public enemy number one in my book.”
Charis: “Good, hurt her and bring me her wings.”
Donovan: “I swear to Christ, Charis, if you start wearing those bloody things around and make flying noises, I will kick your ass and lock you back up in the basement.”
Charis: “Ooooh…. Kinky.”
Donovan chuckles, he cracks his neck, grabs his trench coat and has Charis help him put it on. He readies himself for the Pyramid little tonight. She rubs his chest and smiles…
Charis: “Have fun and carnage.”
Donovan: “Oh don’t worry love, I plan to hurt a lot of people tonight.”
They both smile before kissing…..
BACKSTAGE
We cut to the back where Latrice is stood outside the door of Danny Darko's dressing room
Latrice: Guys, I'm here hoping to get a word with...
The door opens, Danny stepping out to a huge cheer
Latrice: Danny, tonight you face...
Danny: I know very well who I face Latrice
Latrice hesitates, Danny continuing
Danny: I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude. But what has happened over the past couple of months... well I think it is no secret that's it's got into my head, as it would most individuals. I reacted badly to the news of Jason's death, and now I know it isn't some sick hoax... well it's difficult dealing with the fact it was my move that had some bearing on his death
He takes a deep breathe
Danny: I'm sorry... I don't know what else I can say, and I know Willow Wilkes and Unforgiven will be coming for vengeance, and that's fine. But I cannot carry on living like this... I just can't.
He looks down the camera lens
Danny: And I won't... no more
RINGSIDE
Grace: A very confident Donovan Street, and the exactly opposite in Danny Darko.
Mitch: What happened to Jason King would shake anyone no doubt about it, but Danny needs to try and get past this. It’s not going to be easy with Willow blaming him, but this can happen in our industry, you take a risk every time you step into a ring.
Grace: And what about Drew… do you think there was a hint of regret there?
Mitch: I don’t know… what I do know is I firmly believe he made a mistake getting Aiken and Silas involved.
“Freak like me” hits over the PA system, Kali running out onto the stage almost crazily looking out over the crowd. She snarls through her smirk, before pointing to the ring, and then charging down the ramp and into the ring. Once in the ring she climbs a turnbuckle, shouting her name at the top of her voice, the fans cheering.
Grace: Kali wanted Willow Wilkes, but tonight she’s got Tommy Cook, people believing that 2020 will see the winner of this match getting a shot at a title.
Mitch: These two have been amongst the stand outs this year, this match might have come out of left field to some, but I always thought it was inevitable they would face off.
Grace: Definitely match of the show potential here… two people who can take a licking and keep on ticking. Kali of course must have one eye on the memorial where she will face Sierra Swann.
The lights go out and “Mantra” by Bring Me the Horizon hits the speakers. The room remains dark for a moment before a pop of pyros go off above the big screen and as the stage lights rise, Tommy Cook stands in the middle of the stage, a sinister grin on his face which shows off the gum shield in his mouth. As the lyrics kick in, Tommy begins to walk down the ramp, now one hundred percent focused on the ring.
Charley: “From Birmingham, England; weighing two hundred and seven pounds… TOMMY COOK!”
With a minimum of fuss, Tommy shrugs off his jacket and drops it at the bottom of the ramp before quickly sliding into the ring. He walks to the ropes on the far side of the ring and grabs the top rope, pulling back on it before spinning and leaning back into the corner, resting his arms on the top rope on either side of him as he grins once again, waiting for the start of the match.
Grace: Since he lost to YUYO he has been a man on a mission. A mission to get back the SPIRIT title from her. As we said earlier, if YUYO wins tonight, the SPIRIT title will be vacated, so Tommy may never get that wish.
Mitch: I know how vindictive Cook is, believe me, if YUYO wins the EMERGE title, Tommy will go gunning for that.
The referee speaks to both, the bell ringing
Grace: Hang onto your hats for this one guys, this could be an absolute doozy.
TOMMY COOK VERSUS KALI
Tommy confidently steps forwards, Kali doing the same, walking straight into a blockbuster of a right hand from Tommy, who then follows it up with another which staggers Kali. Kali though responds with a kick to the gut, Tommy holding his stomach, Kali dropping to her knees and landing an Uppercut which staggers Tommy backwards and into the ropes. Tommy then bounces off the ropes and goes for a Clothesline, which Kali ducks underneath, and as Tommy returns, goes for a hip toss which Cook block. Cook then quickly changes arms, and lifts Kali up, hip toss her into the corner, before taunting the fans.
Grace: Back and forth there, but Tommy with the edge in that early exchange.
Mitch: Tommy is possibly the one man on this roster than can wrestle any kind of match. If Kali want’s to throw it down, he can do that.
Kali grins, almost spitting through her teeth as she gets up, and then the two lock up, jostling for position. Tommy pushes her back towards the corner, but once there, Kali shifts position, Tommy with his back to the turnbuckle. Kali grabs him around the neck, and then jumps up, before falling backwards, bringing Cook’s chest down onto her knees. Tommy quickly rolls away and out of the ring, Kali getting to her feet and almost snarling at her opponent.
Grace: Kali, showing she can go as well. Tommy Cook taking a moment.
Tommy turns, and starts jawing with some of the fans giving him shit, but he doesn’t keep his eyes on Kali who bounces off the far ropes. She then dives through the strands, pushing Tommy forwards who slams his face into the security barricades, Kali quickly getting to her feet and rolling back into the ring.
Grace: Kali with the suicide dive on Cook
Mitch: It’s not like the impact is going to make him any uglier is it?
Grace: Well, referee’s had enough, he’s counting.
1…
2…
Kali leans forwards, her hands on her thighs waiting impatiently
Mitch: Cooks moving, he needs to move quicker though
3…
4…
Tommy turns, and crawls towards the apron, pulling himself up, Kali stalking the ring.
5…
6…
Tommy’s head shows it’s and Kali bounces off the ropes, and goes for a baseball slide. Tommy though sidesteps, and as Kali lands, he lifts her up, back body dropping her onto the steel steps
Grace: What a counter from Tommy Cook… and now Kali is in trouble
The referee reset’s the count, as Tommy kneels looking at his handiwork
1…
2…
Tommy pulls himself up, and into the ring, as Kali lays on her back, looking up at the Pyramid hanging above
3…
Tommy pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes, feeling at his jaw
Grace: Kali starting to move
4…
5…
Kali lifts herself up, and uses the steps for support as Tommy watches, urging the referee to count faster.
6…
7…
Kali pulls herself up, and rolls under the bottom rope, Tommy immediately setting on her, stomping down on Kali’s injured back.
Grace: This match hasn’t been going on long, but we’ve already seen some huge hits.
Mitch: And Tommy isn’t finished
Tommy picks Kali up to an upright position, and then nails her with a right hand, and then another, before scooping her up and holding her across his hip
Grace: Sidewalk slam coming up…
It looks that way, but Tommy lifts her and then falls, dropping Kali onto his knees, further damaging the already injured back
Mitch: Unique from Tommy, the sort of innovation I used to come up with.
Grace: And a cover
1…
2…
Kali kicks out, barely. The injury to her back taking its toll
Mitch: Just call it a day Kali… you’ve got Eli Goddard in the Memorial in three weeks, write this one off.
Grace: I don’t think that’s in Kali’s makeup Mitch
Tommy goes to pick Kali up, but Kali explodes with a headbutt, catching Tommy on the bridge of the nose, but hurting herself, holding her forehead. Tommy reacts with a right hand, but misses, Kali going for a back body drop, but her back not letting her. Tommy grabs her and knees her in the stomach, and then lifts her up, executing a perfect bridging suplex into a pin
1…
2…
Kali kicks out again, Tommy shouting at the referee who confirms a two.
Grace: Tommy not happy, Kali even more so though. She’s in big trouble here.
Tommy picks her up, pouring scorn on the fans who boo him. He then grabs Kali’s wrist, and whips her hard into the corner.
Mitch: Did you see that impact… her back has to be broken.
Tommy runs in, but Kali steps out the corner and using the momentum lifts Tommy, before falling backwards. Tommy’s forehead crashes into the steel ring post, Cook crumpling against the turnbuckle, Kali dropping to her knees.
Grace: Unbelievable counter from Kali… Cook clattered into that post
The camera zooms in on Tommy as he lifts his head, blood pouring from a laceration.
Mitch: Cooks busted opened… and look at Kali.
Kali has seen this, and her eyes widen almost animalistically. She spins Tommy around, and starts raking at the wound with her nails
Mitch: She’s gone mental… come on referee do something.
Tommy tries to escape with a right hook, but Kali see’s it coming, wiping the blood from her nails on her face before head butting Tommy again, blood splattered over her head too. She then kicks Tommy in the stomach, and hooks both his arms, before leaping in the air and dropping him with a Pedigree.
Grace: Pedigree… in the center of the ring. This could be over Mitch
Mitch: If it’s not, Tommy Cook is the baddest man on the planet
She then kneels on all fours, looking at the blood flowing from his forehead, almost in awe.
Grace: She’s taking too long
The referee says something to her, and she nods enthusiastically, before making the cover
1…
2…
3…
NOOOOOOO, Tommy gets his shoulder up, Kali chuckling to herself as she gets to her feet, looking at her hands and the blood covering them. She then grabs Tommy legs, and with the fans cheering steps through, before falling to her back
Grace: She’s got the figure four in the middle of the ring, Cook floundering, in obvious pain
Tommy looks for the ropes, and tries to pull himself closer, Kali increasing the pressure more and more. The fans implore Tommy to quit, but he doesn’t, and slowly but surely he moves closer and closer, Kali still bringing the pain. The referee asks Tommy, but he shakes his head, and with one final effort he reaches the ropes, the referee telling Kali to let go.
Mitch: He made it… what fortitude
Grace: But Kali isn’t letting go.
Kali continues to hold on, the referee giving her a five count, and then warning her she is going to get disqualified.
Mitch: Come on, that’s a DQ right there.
The referee counts again, and this time she let’s go at four, Tommy rolling under the bottom rope and to the outside. Kali springs to her feet, the referee saying something to her, but she pushes him away, and slides out the ring.
Mitch: This match should be over
Grace: It could be… referee is counting.
Tommy tries to stand, but can’t, until Kali picks him up but pushes him back towards the apron, slamming his back into the ring.
1…
2…
Kali then grabs Tommy’s head, and slams it into the ring apron
3…
Grace: This is brutal from Kali… devastating even.
4…
She goes to slam his head down again, but this time Tommy blocks it, and lifts her head backwards, spinning and slamming it down on the announce table
5…
Grace: Tommy fighting back, and fighting for his life
Kali retaliates with a rake to the eyes, temporarily blinding him, as Kali picks up a chair
7…
Grace: NO… you’re going to get disqualified Kali
Mitch: I’m not sure she cares
8…
Tommy kicks her in the stomach, and then hits the knee shot, sending her flying
9...
Tommy drops to his knees, the referee not wanting to, but making the ten count
10...
The referee calls for the bell, boos ringing out all over the arena.
Grace: This one ends in a double count out... and these fans do not like it
Tommy says something to the referee, obviously not happy either, but the referee shakes his head and starts to walk away. Tommy spins him around, but Kali jumps on his back. Tommy walks backwards, driving Kali into the post, but Kali then responds with a huge uppercut and then a kick to the groin. As Kali leaps at him, security arrives, and drags her away, her mouth almost foaming with anger until it turns into a smile. Tommy runs at her, and hits her with a right hand, until he is dragged away as well.
Crowd: LET THE FIGHT, LET THEM FIGHT!!!
Mitch: Crowd wants them to let them go... isn't going to happen though, this one is over
Kali is dragged up the ramp, Tommy led at a safe distance, as the scene fades
We see Lilee Snow, who is stood with Desiree Devna
Lilee: Desiree, congratulations on your victory
Desiree: Thank you… even if it was in ‘strange’ circumstances
Lilee: Yes, we saw that throughout the match, Thamuz seems to be observing you, and then called out Sundown…
Desiree: I don’t know what his game was… all that mattered tonight was the victory. A victory that the First Lady could be proud of.
Lilee: You sound relieved
Desiree: Of course I am. I’m the first to admit it hasn’t gone well. But tonight is just the start. At the Memorial, I’ll take on Willow Wilkes and like I said on Twitter, don’t write my eulogy just yet. No matter what happens, win or lose, I promise you Lilee, and I promise EMERGE, 2020 will be the year of the SECOND lady of Professional Wrestling. I’m will hold Gold in this company, and I will make my idol proud.
Lilee: Thank you Desiree for your time
Desiree: You’re welcome.
BACKSTAGE
“Hey… you.”
Shane Matthews turns from his I-Pad to face Laura, Samson and Sierra Swann who gets a rippling of boos, Sierra shaking her head.
Shane: Ah, Laura isn’t it… and you are Sierra Swann I believe
Laura: Yes, enough of the introductions. You are the roster liason person right? It’s your job to ensure your roster is happy?
Shane: That is correct
Laura: Then I’m afraid it’s not your day, because Sierra here is NOT happy.
Samson just grunts…seems he isn’t happy either.
Shane: Let me see if I can help
Sierra: Do you not have social media Shane?
Shane: Well, no actually, I don’t.
Sierra looks perplexed
Sierra: How old are you, seventy?
Shane: I just don’t see the point
Sierra: The point, Shane… is if you had social media, you will have seen that I am not on tonight’s card. And some ‘random’ who can’t even remember names is.
Shane: I’m afraid I have nothing to do with booking, however, I will speak with Benjamin
Laura: Oh please, we all know he has little to no power.
Shane: Then perhaps you could take it up with Mr Bryant. He is in attendance tonight.
Laura: He is? We have only just arrived, I wasn’t aware.
Shane: Yes, I’m sure Mr Bryant will be able to allay any of your concerns.
Laura: Then that’s what we shall do. Thank you Mr Matthews
Shane: My pleasure
Laura: Next year I will be taking more of a backseat… THIS disrespect will be sorted out by then or else.
Shane: I’m sure it will
BACKSTAGE
We cut to Drew’s office, and he is talking with Benjamin
Drew: You have to understand, this doesn’t look good
Benjamin: I’ll step up security, but it was funny, the fans loved it.
Drew: Loved it? He disrupted the tag team match, he threatened to show his arse on television. You should be trying to find out who let that clown in the building… not laughing at him. And then these threats on social media, all this bending the knee bull…
Benjamin: You need to lighten up Drew… seriously, you’re starting to sound like Silas
Drew: Pardon me?
Benjamin: Look Drew, we were friends. I had your back even after I sided with Dex. I honestly believe that you want the best for this company but Aiken and Silas… it isn’t it. You know that, I know you do or else I’d have been fired by now
Drew lowers his head
Drew: Maybe… but it wasn’t like I had Bill Gates knocking at our door. I HAD to get us out of SCW, it WAS the right thing to do
Benjamin: And I agree to an extent, but we could have done it without THEM.
Drew: If I think that or not, it’s too late now.
Benjamin: Never… you can turn this around
For a moment it looks like Drew is actually considering it, as he thoughtfully looks at his laptop, before turning back to Benjamin
Drew: Ben, just do the job you are paid to do, and keep Paradise out of my shows. Or else you’ll be joining him
Benjamin just shakes his head
Benjamin: Drew, you really think I don’t know I’m on borrowed time. Aiken and Silas will get rid of me when they are ready, and when that happens, you’ll be just as powerless as me to stop it.
Drew: This is MY company dammit
Ben heads to the door, and looks over his shoulder
Benjamin: You keep telling yourself that Drew, whatever helps you to sleep at night.
BACKSTAGE
Donovan Street watched on the monitor the matches going on at Invasion. He smirks, already in his wrestling gear ready to do whatever it takes to win the Pyramid and become the EMERGE Champion. Charis Kensington walks in looking beautiful as ever, she places her hands on his shoulders, caressing them as he stood there in silence. Donovan had a lot on his mind, he has a huge opportunity here to showcase just what he can do. Street turns to Charis…
Donovan: “This promotion is full of cunts. Every single one of them want an edge. I don’t get it, they want to act like they are consistent and are not given the proper opportunities or chances to succeed and yet I come out here every single show and out asses in seats and beat people up. Do you think Willow Wilkes, YUYO and Christian Cannon have any idea what I am about to do to them. No, they are so wrapped up on that bloody belt they haven’t even thought about the journey up to the very top of the Pyramid where I will take my place and be its Champion. The title is the cherry on the whipped cream, love… just the way you like it.”
Charis: “Whipped cream, cherries, yummy.”
Donovan: “They have the same bloody mentality as my sister, they think that the title means everything and exonerates the athletes themselves of who they truly are that is why I don’t give a damn about the fucking title, I want to hurt three people that I don’t like. Christian Cannon’s father HURT my sister; his fiancé HURT my sister. They walk around and put her on the shelf, they took my cousin and hospitalized her, they have abandoned Trinity and HURT my family, and do you think for one second that I am just going to let it slide. I’m going to send that lad back to them in a body bag. Do you think that title means more to me than hurting that kid? No, I rather hear him scream, beg for me to stop and they close the door leaving me down there with him, take your titles, I could care less.”
Charis: “I like titles though, they are sexy.”
Donovan sighs, slowly turning around to face Charis….
Donovan: “At least Willow is a respectable champion, she does whatever it takes to hold on to the belt, I can’t fault her for that. What I can say though is that if we allow this Unforgiven to take over, we need to make some decisions.”
Charis: “You mean as in join them?”
Donovan: “Precisely. I don’t work for anyone; I am who I am and will never change love. Willow has been champion for quite some time, the woman is a force, I don’t know if I could damage that beautiful face….”
Charis: “Donnie!”
Donovan: “Don’t whine. She’s gorgeous and would fit right in our bed, don’t you think? For once we make Willow the bitch since her sadism always has her in control. Take that title from her and she will be eating out of my hand. I don’t sweat Cindy… she’s hated my twin sister for a long time, I could rip her head off and give it to Trinity, she would appreciate that. Then there is YUYO, I have seen a lot of strange people in my life, I think she takes the cake, love.”
Charis giggles…
Charis: “She’s cute
Donovan: “Cute, she’s a loon. I hate her chirpeeness, all this little happiness and shit, that woman needs to just get beat down, I mean literally stomp her face into the ground until there are no teeth to give her a reason to smile! I want to hurt her Charis; she is the kind of wrestler my sister would like and that alone makes her public enemy number one in my book.”
Charis: “Good, hurt her and bring me her wings.”
Donovan: “I swear to Christ, Charis, if you start wearing those bloody things around and make flying noises, I will kick your ass and lock you back up in the basement.”
Charis: “Ooooh…. Kinky.”
Donovan chuckles, he cracks his neck, grabs his trench coat and has Charis help him put it on. He readies himself for the Pyramid little tonight. She rubs his chest and smiles…
Charis: “Have fun and carnage.”
Donovan: “Oh don’t worry love, I plan to hurt a lot of people tonight.”
They both smile before kissing…..
BACKSTAGE
We cut to the back where Latrice is stood outside the door of Danny Darko's dressing room
Latrice: Guys, I'm here hoping to get a word with...
The door opens, Danny stepping out to a huge cheer
Latrice: Danny, tonight you face...
Danny: I know very well who I face Latrice
Latrice hesitates, Danny continuing
Danny: I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude. But what has happened over the past couple of months... well I think it is no secret that's it's got into my head, as it would most individuals. I reacted badly to the news of Jason's death, and now I know it isn't some sick hoax... well it's difficult dealing with the fact it was my move that had some bearing on his death
He takes a deep breathe
Danny: I'm sorry... I don't know what else I can say, and I know Willow Wilkes and Unforgiven will be coming for vengeance, and that's fine. But I cannot carry on living like this... I just can't.
He looks down the camera lens
Danny: And I won't... no more
RINGSIDE
Grace: A very confident Donovan Street, and the exactly opposite in Danny Darko.
Mitch: What happened to Jason King would shake anyone no doubt about it, but Danny needs to try and get past this. It’s not going to be easy with Willow blaming him, but this can happen in our industry, you take a risk every time you step into a ring.
Grace: And what about Drew… do you think there was a hint of regret there?
Mitch: I don’t know… what I do know is I firmly believe he made a mistake getting Aiken and Silas involved.
“Freak like me” hits over the PA system, Kali running out onto the stage almost crazily looking out over the crowd. She snarls through her smirk, before pointing to the ring, and then charging down the ramp and into the ring. Once in the ring she climbs a turnbuckle, shouting her name at the top of her voice, the fans cheering.
Grace: Kali wanted Willow Wilkes, but tonight she’s got Tommy Cook, people believing that 2020 will see the winner of this match getting a shot at a title.
Mitch: These two have been amongst the stand outs this year, this match might have come out of left field to some, but I always thought it was inevitable they would face off.
Grace: Definitely match of the show potential here… two people who can take a licking and keep on ticking. Kali of course must have one eye on the memorial where she will face Sierra Swann.
The lights go out and “Mantra” by Bring Me the Horizon hits the speakers. The room remains dark for a moment before a pop of pyros go off above the big screen and as the stage lights rise, Tommy Cook stands in the middle of the stage, a sinister grin on his face which shows off the gum shield in his mouth. As the lyrics kick in, Tommy begins to walk down the ramp, now one hundred percent focused on the ring.
Charley: “From Birmingham, England; weighing two hundred and seven pounds… TOMMY COOK!”
With a minimum of fuss, Tommy shrugs off his jacket and drops it at the bottom of the ramp before quickly sliding into the ring. He walks to the ropes on the far side of the ring and grabs the top rope, pulling back on it before spinning and leaning back into the corner, resting his arms on the top rope on either side of him as he grins once again, waiting for the start of the match.
Grace: Since he lost to YUYO he has been a man on a mission. A mission to get back the SPIRIT title from her. As we said earlier, if YUYO wins tonight, the SPIRIT title will be vacated, so Tommy may never get that wish.
Mitch: I know how vindictive Cook is, believe me, if YUYO wins the EMERGE title, Tommy will go gunning for that.
The referee speaks to both, the bell ringing
Grace: Hang onto your hats for this one guys, this could be an absolute doozy.
TOMMY COOK VERSUS KALI
Tommy confidently steps forwards, Kali doing the same, walking straight into a blockbuster of a right hand from Tommy, who then follows it up with another which staggers Kali. Kali though responds with a kick to the gut, Tommy holding his stomach, Kali dropping to her knees and landing an Uppercut which staggers Tommy backwards and into the ropes. Tommy then bounces off the ropes and goes for a Clothesline, which Kali ducks underneath, and as Tommy returns, goes for a hip toss which Cook block. Cook then quickly changes arms, and lifts Kali up, hip toss her into the corner, before taunting the fans.
Grace: Back and forth there, but Tommy with the edge in that early exchange.
Mitch: Tommy is possibly the one man on this roster than can wrestle any kind of match. If Kali want’s to throw it down, he can do that.
Kali grins, almost spitting through her teeth as she gets up, and then the two lock up, jostling for position. Tommy pushes her back towards the corner, but once there, Kali shifts position, Tommy with his back to the turnbuckle. Kali grabs him around the neck, and then jumps up, before falling backwards, bringing Cook’s chest down onto her knees. Tommy quickly rolls away and out of the ring, Kali getting to her feet and almost snarling at her opponent.
Grace: Kali, showing she can go as well. Tommy Cook taking a moment.
Tommy turns, and starts jawing with some of the fans giving him shit, but he doesn’t keep his eyes on Kali who bounces off the far ropes. She then dives through the strands, pushing Tommy forwards who slams his face into the security barricades, Kali quickly getting to her feet and rolling back into the ring.
Grace: Kali with the suicide dive on Cook
Mitch: It’s not like the impact is going to make him any uglier is it?
Grace: Well, referee’s had enough, he’s counting.
1…
2…
Kali leans forwards, her hands on her thighs waiting impatiently
Mitch: Cooks moving, he needs to move quicker though
3…
4…
Tommy turns, and crawls towards the apron, pulling himself up, Kali stalking the ring.
5…
6…
Tommy’s head shows it’s and Kali bounces off the ropes, and goes for a baseball slide. Tommy though sidesteps, and as Kali lands, he lifts her up, back body dropping her onto the steel steps
Grace: What a counter from Tommy Cook… and now Kali is in trouble
The referee reset’s the count, as Tommy kneels looking at his handiwork
1…
2…
Tommy pulls himself up, and into the ring, as Kali lays on her back, looking up at the Pyramid hanging above
3…
Tommy pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes, feeling at his jaw
Grace: Kali starting to move
4…
5…
Kali lifts herself up, and uses the steps for support as Tommy watches, urging the referee to count faster.
6…
7…
Kali pulls herself up, and rolls under the bottom rope, Tommy immediately setting on her, stomping down on Kali’s injured back.
Grace: This match hasn’t been going on long, but we’ve already seen some huge hits.
Mitch: And Tommy isn’t finished
Tommy picks Kali up to an upright position, and then nails her with a right hand, and then another, before scooping her up and holding her across his hip
Grace: Sidewalk slam coming up…
It looks that way, but Tommy lifts her and then falls, dropping Kali onto his knees, further damaging the already injured back
Mitch: Unique from Tommy, the sort of innovation I used to come up with.
Grace: And a cover
1…
2…
Kali kicks out, barely. The injury to her back taking its toll
Mitch: Just call it a day Kali… you’ve got Eli Goddard in the Memorial in three weeks, write this one off.
Grace: I don’t think that’s in Kali’s makeup Mitch
Tommy goes to pick Kali up, but Kali explodes with a headbutt, catching Tommy on the bridge of the nose, but hurting herself, holding her forehead. Tommy reacts with a right hand, but misses, Kali going for a back body drop, but her back not letting her. Tommy grabs her and knees her in the stomach, and then lifts her up, executing a perfect bridging suplex into a pin
1…
2…
Kali kicks out again, Tommy shouting at the referee who confirms a two.
Grace: Tommy not happy, Kali even more so though. She’s in big trouble here.
Tommy picks her up, pouring scorn on the fans who boo him. He then grabs Kali’s wrist, and whips her hard into the corner.
Mitch: Did you see that impact… her back has to be broken.
Tommy runs in, but Kali steps out the corner and using the momentum lifts Tommy, before falling backwards. Tommy’s forehead crashes into the steel ring post, Cook crumpling against the turnbuckle, Kali dropping to her knees.
Grace: Unbelievable counter from Kali… Cook clattered into that post
The camera zooms in on Tommy as he lifts his head, blood pouring from a laceration.
Mitch: Cooks busted opened… and look at Kali.
Kali has seen this, and her eyes widen almost animalistically. She spins Tommy around, and starts raking at the wound with her nails
Mitch: She’s gone mental… come on referee do something.
Tommy tries to escape with a right hook, but Kali see’s it coming, wiping the blood from her nails on her face before head butting Tommy again, blood splattered over her head too. She then kicks Tommy in the stomach, and hooks both his arms, before leaping in the air and dropping him with a Pedigree.
Grace: Pedigree… in the center of the ring. This could be over Mitch
Mitch: If it’s not, Tommy Cook is the baddest man on the planet
She then kneels on all fours, looking at the blood flowing from his forehead, almost in awe.
Grace: She’s taking too long
The referee says something to her, and she nods enthusiastically, before making the cover
1…
2…
3…
NOOOOOOO, Tommy gets his shoulder up, Kali chuckling to herself as she gets to her feet, looking at her hands and the blood covering them. She then grabs Tommy legs, and with the fans cheering steps through, before falling to her back
Grace: She’s got the figure four in the middle of the ring, Cook floundering, in obvious pain
Tommy looks for the ropes, and tries to pull himself closer, Kali increasing the pressure more and more. The fans implore Tommy to quit, but he doesn’t, and slowly but surely he moves closer and closer, Kali still bringing the pain. The referee asks Tommy, but he shakes his head, and with one final effort he reaches the ropes, the referee telling Kali to let go.
Mitch: He made it… what fortitude
Grace: But Kali isn’t letting go.
Kali continues to hold on, the referee giving her a five count, and then warning her she is going to get disqualified.
Mitch: Come on, that’s a DQ right there.
The referee counts again, and this time she let’s go at four, Tommy rolling under the bottom rope and to the outside. Kali springs to her feet, the referee saying something to her, but she pushes him away, and slides out the ring.
Mitch: This match should be over
Grace: It could be… referee is counting.
Tommy tries to stand, but can’t, until Kali picks him up but pushes him back towards the apron, slamming his back into the ring.
1…
2…
Kali then grabs Tommy’s head, and slams it into the ring apron
3…
Grace: This is brutal from Kali… devastating even.
4…
She goes to slam his head down again, but this time Tommy blocks it, and lifts her head backwards, spinning and slamming it down on the announce table
5…
Grace: Tommy fighting back, and fighting for his life
Kali retaliates with a rake to the eyes, temporarily blinding him, as Kali picks up a chair
7…
Grace: NO… you’re going to get disqualified Kali
Mitch: I’m not sure she cares
8…
Tommy kicks her in the stomach, and then hits the knee shot, sending her flying
9...
Tommy drops to his knees, the referee not wanting to, but making the ten count
10...
The referee calls for the bell, boos ringing out all over the arena.
Grace: This one ends in a double count out... and these fans do not like it
Tommy says something to the referee, obviously not happy either, but the referee shakes his head and starts to walk away. Tommy spins him around, but Kali jumps on his back. Tommy walks backwards, driving Kali into the post, but Kali then responds with a huge uppercut and then a kick to the groin. As Kali leaps at him, security arrives, and drags her away, her mouth almost foaming with anger until it turns into a smile. Tommy runs at her, and hits her with a right hand, until he is dragged away as well.
Crowd: LET THE FIGHT, LET THEM FIGHT!!!
Mitch: Crowd wants them to let them go... isn't going to happen though, this one is over
Kali is dragged up the ramp, Tommy led at a safe distance, as the scene fades