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EPW Conquest 43; "The Molly Reid Gauntlet"
Topic Started: Apr 12 2018, 11:28 PM (181 Views)
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Live from Ricoh Coliseum - Toronto, Ontario.
12 April, 2018.




MATCH ONE: SINGLES
Dazi Miyashita vs Erica DiVyne

RECAP
Dazi scans the crowd just before the bell rings, though as Erica attacks at the bell it’s shown that she isn’t actually distracted after all, but was merely testing how DiVyne would react. Her Forearm Smash is evaded and Dazi plants an elbow to her spine as she stumbles past. Erica crumples to the mat but rolls out of the way of Miyashita’s quick stomp and comes up, grabs her by the wrists and sends her off for a hard Irish Whip. On the rebound Erica manages to hit Dazi with her Japanese Jaw Jacker as Dazi lowers her guard to attempt a charging Spear! The Running Yakuza Kick flips Miyashita to the mat and DiVyne is quick to go for a cover, but only gets a two as Dazi kicks out and tosses her off. She gets up quickly, her expression heated and Erica kips up and tries to press her advantage but Dazi is not firmly in charge of the match after a brutal Release German Suplex, then Dazi shows off a little by yanking Erica off the mat for a nice crisp Vertical Suplex!

DiVyne does her best here to wrest that control away from Dazi, and for a moment it looks as if she may have done it when she catches her and tries her hardest to bring her down for her version of a Muta Lock, Siren’s Song! Unfortunately for Erica no matter how hard she tries she’s unable to get it locked in, Dazi fights her too strongly! She does get in a quick thumb to the eye, and while Dazi is reeling she takes her down with a fast Jawbreaker but the scramble to the pin opens her up for Dazi to roll away quickly and as Erica pursues she plants her boot right in her gut! Erica staggers back and Dazi flows up to her feet and finally she gets that Spear she was looking for earlier in the match, putting Erica firmly back in Dazi’s control.

Miyashita floats DiVyne over and sets up for her Single Leg Boston Crab, she locks it in expertly and puts a ton of pressure on the leg of DiVyne, Erica screeching as she fights to get to the ropes, which she finally does. Dazi smirks and only releases the hold at four, she stands up and flicks her hair back from her shoulders and pulls Erica to her feet, mocking her before she rocks her with a few elbows to the jaw! Dazi then sets her up for her Double Underhook DDT, the Ascension To The Throne! Erica’s head impacts with the mat hard and she’s out like a light by the time that Dazi rolls her into proper pinning position, hooks the leg and nods along with the referee’s three count. She celebrates her victory as she rolls to her feet and raises both her hands in the air, before she exits the ring and heads to the back.


WINNER
Dazi Miyashita
METHOD
Pinfall
MATCH LENGTH
4:43
FINISHING MOVE
Ascension To The Throne (Double Underhook DDT)





BACKSTAGE
Gemma Pierce: It must be nice to just...not have to think.

We open backstage, to the locker room of the team sometimes representing the Bulldog Breed. Despite what happened at the last Conquest, the usually irritable Gemma Pierce is...remarkably calm, albeit with a coy little smirk curled up one side of her mouth. She places a hand on DeAngelo’s shoulder, giving it a little pat as she continues.

Gemma Pierce: It must be nice to just...not have to think about the fact that you lot are absolute bloody hypocrites. It must be nice not to have to think about the fact that the Zombie Vice Squad, that pattern themselves as some defenders of what’s good and right in wrestling, chose not to defend the Tag Team Championships against at least one team that deserved it, but instead to come to the ring swinging baseball bats, just like they once condemned the Ascendency for doing in a match.

Gemma Pierce: It must be nice not to have to hold yourself to the same standard as you hold everyone else--it must be nice to accept handouts and pretend like you did anything to earn it, it must be nice to have such a high opinion of yourselves that you think you have the authority--or integrity--to decide what happens with the championship match we won the right to.

Gemma actually, genuinely smiles a little bit, as if the whole thing was amusing her. DeAngelo gives her a warm look, he can’t help it at all in the face of her genuine smile, that’s clear before he speaks up, his tone remarkably set and firm.

DeAngelo Dalton: I could perhaps forgive some of this delusion if it were remotely possible that they’d be able to wrestle at the level they claim. But that’s their secret, the little Zombie Vice Squad, forever failing upward. You beat a team that at the time didn’t have their little rootlets sunk into Empire’s soil, and I’ll get back to that heaping pile of trash set to burn in just a moment...they got lucky, against The Society. And yet, they have yet to beat us or even remotely come close to outsmarting us. It’s something they’re used to I suppose. A symptom of a bigger issue that they share with the team that’s rolled into our playground and decided to cut the line, and colour me shocked that they immediately set that goat Becky to bleating.

DeAngelo shakes his head, and for a moment there’s a hint of ire on his handsome face.

DeAngelo Dalton: I understand that desperate sense of not having a place in this business, I mean… I don’t feel that, but I understand it. Becky is a walking poster child for daddy issues, and darling that daddy substitute she married, that enabler… he must think he hit the lottery. It’s a glaring disparity between the actual wrestling skill of The Society and Zombie Vice Squad, and considering how much better we are than they are? You must all be delusional. To the very man and Chav.

He managed to withhold a snicker, and spreads his hands outward with an innocent expression on his face as he looks to Gemma before she speaks again.

Gemma Pierce: Allow me to squash the delusions--we are not done.You continue to prove, week after week, that it was a mistake by Empire’s management to allow you to go challenge for the Tag Team Championships. You continue to prove, show after show, that you don’t have the fortitude to make it--simply a staggering amount of dumb luck, and the ability to be outwitted by more deserving people. You continue to prove, match after match, that you don’t deserve those titles you cling to, like your lives--or perhaps, more apropos, your careers--depend on them.

That amusement lingers on the Liverpudlian’s face, even as she seems to get more and more annoyed by the actual statements she has to make. She shakes her head a little, pushing the flame red hair out of her face before continuing.

Gemma Pierce: To be honest...I don’t blame you; I don’t blame you for taking the shortcut. Being outsmarted twice must have been a particular kind of embarrassing, for a team that considers themselves so above everything; being outsmarted a third time? I don’t know how your fragile little egos would’ve taken it. So I suppose I should offer some level of congratulations--you managed to not be so dense as to have your own gravitational pull for once, and took the coward’s way out, snuck out of Toronto with your tails between your legs, but those titles in your hands...and you thought you’d get away, scot free.

Gemma Pierce: It would’ve been clever...if it weren’t for the fact that, as usual, you proved to be a fraction as smart as you actually think you are, and instead of getting away with the cowardice...you’re now suspended, and sent to watch actual wrestlers from home. All you managed to accomplish is delaying the inevitable.

Gemma Pierce: Whether it’s next week or next month? We will get the shot we won, and we will take the Tag Team Championships from you. And there’s nothing anyone--not Junior Hardy and Nick Redfield, not Jessica Anderson and Carli Davis, not the Ascendency, not the Society, and least of all, the Zombie Vice Squad--can do to stop us.

DeAngelo’s smile returns as he gently touches Gemma’s shoulder, and then points outward, vaguely towards the ringside area.

DeAngelo Dalton: Empire is where we stand, this is where we have chosen to wrestle. We’re not spread out hither and yon, our focus is here. Could we split our time among several companies as the Zombies and Society do? Of course we could. People have noticed us. But the facts are, against a dedicated team with the drive, passion, and pure skills that I and Gemma have? What do you actually think your odds are?

Gemma Pierce: There’s a reason people like us wrestle--while people like you swing bats, make threats in car parks, and take every opportunity to escape. We are what champions are--a focused, driven, ready team.

Gemma Pierce: I don’t blame you for being nervous.





MATCH TWO: SINGLES
Benoite vs Nessa Wall

RECAP
The opening of the match pits Nessa's striking against Benoite's pure rage. The calm and cunning Nessa holds her ground and her strikes leave Benoite off balance and unable to mount any serious offence.

With Benoite reeling, Nessa looks to punish her. An Irish whip sees Wall land a hip toss, followed up with an elbow drop. She goes for an early pin but Benoite kicks out.

Both women stand and Nessa manages to maintain mometum thanks to a hard kick to Benoite's gut. A gutwrench suplex follows, with Nessa adding a running knee drop in for good measure. Again she tries a pin but again Benoite kicks out.

Nessa stands, wiping her hair from her face, and smirks as Benoite slowly rises. She leaps onto the top rope and meets her with a springboard dropkick, damn near turning Benoite inside out. Benoite rolls backward, landing beside the ropes. She pulls herself from the ring.

Nessa, unusually for her, decides to try a suicide dive - but Benoite steps aside and Wall crashes down to the outside. Benoite throws Nessa back into the ring and joins her. As Wall stands, Benoite attempts her Cocytus (Front Flip DDT), but Nessa throws her off and rocks her with a rolling elbow. As Benoite struggles to get up, Nessa charges in. The Kissy, Kissy (kinshasha) MISSES!

Benoite stands, now behind Nessa, and hammers her with a discuss elbow smash to the back of the head. Benoite locks Nessa into The Sigil (Pentagram Choke). Will she tap? Wall claws at the canvas in an attempt to pull herself closer to the ropes, but it's no good. She's forced to tap.

The victorious Benoite stands, her face without expression. She simply looks down at Nessa and then exits the ring, to the back.


WINNER
Benoite
METHOD
Submission
MATCH LENGTH
7:24
FINISHING MOVE
The Sigil (Pentagram Choke)





BACKSTAGE
We cut to the back where Junior Hardy is sitting on a metal folding chair. He is already dressed to compete for the night with a black shirt with HARDY on the front in bright yellow. Junior takes a drink of his bottle of water and gives a rather irritated look towards the camera.

Junior Hardy: Seriously… Who thought up this match and figured it would be a good idea? The past three Conquests you have Nick and myself at each other’s throats and in each other’s faces to the point that we finally set up a match to beat the crap out of each other to settle who is better. So let’s go ahead and just toss us onto a tag team and see what the fuck happens?

He shakes his head and lets out an aggravated sigh.

Junior Hardy: Then our opponents? Are they some thrown together team? Are they a pair of people that can’t stand the other like Nick and myself? No, they are DeAngelo Dalton and Gemma Pierce… You know, they have just been busy going after and having opportunities at the Empire Tag Team Championships. So no biggie right? Two guys who really dislike each other and have never teamed together before against two people that are cohesive enough to be going for championships and shit.

Junior rolls his eyes before shaking his head.

Junior Hardy: Look, here’s the thing. Dalton and Pierce? In every reality there is should walk away winning this match up. It is a team match and they are a fucking team. But… There is always a but and a blind squirrel does find the occasional acorn… What if they don’t win? I mean how shitty would those two feel knowing they lost to a team that’s never worked together before and can’t stand the other one? How shitty would that make the Empire Tag division look? That Nick and I beat the latest contenders for the belts? I mean… Nick is good, obviously not better than myself so maybe we have a chance? Maybe we have a shot at winning this fucked thing? Or maybe the first chance I get I punch Nick in his mouth and leave him in a two on one?

He rubs his chin for a moment, playing out punching Nick in his mind.

Junior Hardy: Or maybe… Just maybe I give a front row seat to Nick and show him just how much better I am than he is and I win this fucking match despite his dead weight? Maybe I’ll show Dalton and Pierce that they just aren't that good. Maybe I’ll show management that I deserve a better spot of the show?

Hardy just starts laughing as he drinks some more of his water.

Junior Hardy: Yeah… Maybe.

He then gets up and methodically walks off camera.





BACKSTAGE
Sitting in the Red Room with an easy smile, Katya Djurdjevic watches us with her big green eyes.

Katya Djurdjevic: Hello, wrestling fans! I have a really juicy interview on my hands here. My next guest, a top EPW talent, has been on a rollercoaster this past month. It wasn’t too long ago we were salivating over the main event of Aftershock Night One. And despite getting a pinfall over her longtime rival, her story with Megan Rydell didn’t end there. No, tonight she battles it out with Megan. And it will be a contest that will be talked about long into the night. Joining me at this time -- Ashleigh Powell!

Delighted to see Ashleigh, Katya gets out of her chair to shake her hand cordially. At a sign from Katya, Ashleigh seats herself and Katya sits in her chair beside her.

Katya Djurdjevic: Welcome back to the Red Room, Ashleigh. Good to have you here under less tense circumstances.

Ashleigh crosses her legs with a smile; she nods in agreement as well, running a hand up to brush her dark hair off of her shoulder.

Ashleigh Powell: I’m glad to be back, and glad we can finally have this interview with just the two of us!

Katya smiles widely.

Katya Djurdjevic: Totally! I’m happy to see you’ve been looking forward to this actually. You really come across as personable to a lot of people. And I bet that means you have loads of lil’ stories to tell. Tell me the last thing you did that your friends thought you were crazy doing.

Ashleigh laughs softly, bringing a hand up over her face to shield the small pink blush that spreads across her cheeks.

Ashleigh Powell: Well, professionally, it would be entering the Pro Wrestling PARAGON tournament, even if they’re supportive of me. But personally...that would probably be deciding last Saturday night to go drinking on the beach, in a light shower!

She smiles, still laughing a little bit.

Ashleigh Powell: It’s not exactly super crazy, but most people wouldn’t go out in that weather, when you have so many times to go when it’s sunny in Miami!

Katya smirks with her, gently wagging a finger at Ashleigh.

Katya Djurdjevic: I saw you blushing a lil’ there. And you’re right, most people wouldn’t, but what made you decide to go out in that shower anyway? Was it just for the heck of it? I’m curious.

Ashleigh grins.

Ashleigh Powell: It just sounded like a fun idea at the time...and I might’ve already had a couple of drinks in me!

Katya Djurdjevic: Ya, I can totally get that. It's good to be spontaneous. Even with the little things. And then there's that Paragon tournament you mentioned. That definitely looks like big news for you. The list of big name invitees just keeps getting longer and longer. All signs are the world will be watching when that kicks off. How excited are you about that?

Ashleigh nods, smiling over at Katya.

Ashleigh Powell: I’m thrilled to be a part of it, honestly! I can’t think of a bigger collection of talent in one event, including several representatives from here in Empire. I’m just looking for a chance to prove I belong alongside their names; Josh Kennedy, Jack Tillman, Molly Reid, Blaise Fader...I just want to prove myself.

She smiles again, switching her crossed legs as she does. Katya nods, liking the vibrancy in Ashleigh’s reply.

Katya Djurdjevic: Absolutely! And when you glanced over the names that have been announced thus far, which of them would you find the hardest to deal with?

Ashleigh nods at the question, giving it the briefest moment of thought before replying.

Ashleigh Powell: Let me start by saying...there’s no easy matches in this tournament. No matter who I’m matched up with, from top to bottom, it’s a murderer’s row of talent. But I’d have to say the toughest matchups would be the former CWC World Champion Josh Kennedy, Tyberius King who I’ve faced before, or our own Molly Reid.

Katya Djurdjevic: And what makes you say those three in particular?

Ashleigh taps her finger on her chin as she speaks.

Ashleigh Powell: Big match experience, more than anything else. Not to take anything away from other wrestlers in the tournament, but they’ve all experienced success at the highest levels, they know high pressure situations in a way that younger, less experienced wrestlers just don’t...no matter what they might claim.

Nodding sagely, Katya sits back in her seat.

Katya Djurdjevic: Yes, their capabilities are frighteningly excellent. It really is a great stage to prove yourself. You've also been building up a resume of big matches yourself. As we all know, you were traded from Liberty Pro to Empire. What was the most surprising thing for you since you joined EPW?

Ashleigh pauses a little bit longer to think about that question. After a moment, she shrugs slightly.

Ashleigh Powell: I’d probably say just how tough the competition is here in Empire! It sounds cliche, but between being in the ring with people like Molly, Gray Malone, Junior Hardy, it’s like I’ve said before; there’s a very small gap between the “worst” wrestler in Empire and the best, and on any given night? Anyone can beat anyone else.

Glancing softly at Ashleigh, Katya smiles.

Katya Djurdjevic: I’ll pick up on that very point actually. Last week you teamed with Kenzie Rydell to take on the last of the Ascendancy in Riley Savell and Megan Rydell. A very evenly matched pair of teams most would say. And you got a lil’ recompense against Riley by pinning her as she once did you. What did getting that pinfall over Riley mean to you?

Ashleigh can’t help but grin slightly as Katya talks.

Ashleigh Powell: As nice as the sound of it is, I made myself clear on Friday. I may have won that match, but it was in the middle of a lot of extenuating circumstances. My win over Riley is a tag match, hers over me was a triple threat match. The one that counts, whenever it finally happens, is going to be the one that comes in a one-on-one match. So...it’s nice, but it’s far from as big as someone might believe it to be.

Katya Djurdjevic: Oooh, nice, you get five points for that one.

She gives Ashleigh a little wink before pressing on.

Katya Djurdjevic: Staying with Riley and Megan.... Ashleigh, it’s no secret that some controversy broke out on social media when Riley highlighted a particular matter with Mr. Rothchild. She and Megan voiced concerns about you and now our Chief Brand Officer Jennifer Carter of having an inappropriate relationship. In that they believe you and Miss Carter kept this relationship under wraps. They took issue especially with Miss Carter being the Assistant General Manager of EPW at the time. It was definitely an argument that drew a lot of attention from the fans. They wanted to hear you address Riley and Megan’s accusations. It is plastered all over Twitter. How would you like to respond to what's been said?

Ashleigh briefly rolls her eyes before speaking.

Ashleigh Powell: Okay. Jennifer and I are friends; we have been since I was in Liberty, same for me and Howard. I even went on a date or two with Howard before either he was in a position of authority here in Empire, or before I was traded from Liberty to Empire. And from the minute that Howard was named as General Manager and Jennifer his assistant, I told both; if they ever once gave me some kind of preferential treatment as a member of the roster; a title match I didn’t earn, punishing people unevenly for what they did to me outside the confines of a match, anything of that nature, I’d want out, to any other territory.

She sighs, slowly.

Ashleigh Powell: But there’s nothing inappropriate about me and Jenny; we’re roommates, because why wouldn’t you rent a room out of a place in Miami that you’ve bought? Do we go out with friends, like Sixth City Pro’s Skylar Rayner, for drinks? Yes...like friends do. But, unsurprisingly, Megan and Riley...and Spider, because I know she chimed in too, take any opportunity outside of the ring to try and attack and tear down the people they don’t like, or feel somehow threatened by. I don’t let it get to me, because at the end of the day? All they are is words and rumors.

Katya Djurdjevic: So to put to rest these rumours, you're denying that there is anything beyond a friendship between the two of you?

Ashleigh Powell: Friends...and roommates. Now can we get back to wrestling?

Ashleigh smiles, and again changes her crossed legs.

Katya beams.

Katya Djurdjevic: Of course! Tonight is a big match for you. We were all led to believe that this match was a cert for Zero Hour. With no extra stipulations. No third man. I’m sure you were surprised as anyone when the card dropped to find you’d be competing against Megan tonight. How ready are you to square off with Megan one on one?

Ashleigh returns her smile.

Ashleigh Powell: I was probably more surprised, honestly. Not that I’m complaining; anything that can be done to get this match done, get Megan out of my life and let me move on with my goals here in Empire, I’m happy to have it done. But that doesn’t mean I’m looking past her; if this happens, this final battle between me and Megan, then I’m going to end it the same way I ended her time in our triple threat.

She puts one hand out, and softly taps her open palm with her free hand.

Ashleigh Powell: She’s gonna tap out. Because one-on-one, Megan Rydell isn’t a good enough wrestler to beat me. Is she good? Sure; she’s a Flex Johnson trainee, she won the Television Title in Pride before it became Millennium. But...I know Megan, and I know she’s blinded by rage right now, embarrassed that I made her tap out. And all it’s gonna do it make it easier for me to do it again.

Ash grins, putting her crossed hands on top of her knee.

Katya Djurdjevic: This match clearly comes with a sense of closure for you. Especially if you want to get Megan out of your life. And judging by her words, she too wants this match to be the last of it between you two. So tell me. When this match comes and goes, what are those goals that you intend to pursue?

Ashleigh floats a hand into the air, moving it around as she talks.

Ashleigh Powell: Once that's done? Then there's the unfinished business that Riley and I have; between a match in the Empire ring...for the Canadian Title or not...and our first round match in the Paragon Classic, we’ll settle whatever score exists.

She brings the hand back down.

Ashleigh Powell: After that? The sky’s the limit, Katya! Obviously I'd love an opportunity to be across the ring from Molly for the Empire Championship, but I know that I'll have to keep proving myself until it's time. I have no problem with that, for sure.

Nodding, Katya leans forward in her chair.

Katya Djurdjevic: Yes, and I’m sure everyone’s looking forward to seeing you fight for your place in such a match. Especially if you’d have to get through Riley to get there. So on a lighter note, Ashleigh, my last question is this: what constitutes a “perfect day” for you?

Ashleigh smiles widely.

Ashleigh Powell: Any day where I get to relax, be with my best friends, and just be “me?” That's all I really need. That could be by the pool, on a beach, out to eat, or even here, at the arena, for a match. All of that can be perfect.

Katya matches Ashley’s smile.

Katya Djurdjevic: Ladies and gentlemen, Ashleigh Powell! Good luck with Megan tonight.

The EPW interviewer and her guest rise to shake hands and share a warm hug.





MATCH THREE: TAG TEAM
DeAngelo Dalton & Gemma Pierce vs Junior Hardy & Nick Redfield

RECAP
The match begins with Nick and Gemma in the ring. From the very get go, fans are behind Nick, cheering his every attack and booing everyone else. Junior seems agitated and constantly yells "advice" to Nick.

The two competitors begin on a fairly even footing, each getting a nice amount of offence in until Gemma's attempt at a jumping neckbreaker is reversed and leaves her down on the canvas. Nick goes to tag Junior in, but Hardy seems disinterested and they fail to tag.

Gemma, on the other hand, does tag DeAngelo in and Dalton flattens Nick from behind. He pulls Nick up and sends him to the corner, running in after with a stinger splash. From there he lands a running bulldog and tries for a pin - which Junior does bother to break up. Gemma charges Junior down and both end up on the outside.

Meanwhile, DeAngelo pulls Nick up and sends him to the corner again. This time his running move misses and Nick counters with a shining wizard. The fans are behind Nick as he again tries to tag Hardy in, but again Junior pulls away.

Frustrated, Nick is caught off guard by DeAngelo, who lands his lungblower. DeAngelo moves to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle, yelling "shazam!". He takes the dive, but there's nobody home for his Shazam! (Slingshot Corkscrew Body Splash).

DeAngelo gets up, holding his midriff, and Nick manages a last gasp effort to connect with Your Swan Song (Double Underhook Flipping Piledriver)! Redfield stands but staggers backward and Junior makes the blind tag. He gets into the ring and quickly goes for the pin. One. Two. Thre- no! DeAngelo kicks out.

Nick is LIVID. He steps back out onto the apron, but he's still yelling abuse toward Junior. Junior steps toward Nick and the two look close to coming to blows!

Seeing an opening, Gemma drops off the apron and runs around the ring, knocking Nick off and down into the security barricade. Meanwhile, DeAngelo stands and grabs Junior from behind, rolling him up. The referee counts! One. Two. Three. He got it! DeAngelo steals the win!

Dalton rolls from the ring and celebrates with Gemma. Junior stands and yells at them. On the outside, Nick slowly stands and Junior moves toward him. The two talk trash yet again, with some pushing and shoving. Officials break the pair apart and it looks quite clear that they're about ready to rip each other apart at any moment.


WINNERS
DeAngelo Dalton & Gemma Pierce
METHOD
Pinfall
MATCH LENGTH
7:18
FINISHING MOVE
Roll up





BACKSTAGE
Megan Rydell is standing in her locker room, staring at the mirror in front of her. Her fists clench as she stares and stares, her mind obviously going to a dark place. Finally, Megan kicks the mirror and the glass shatters everywhere as the mirror false. In the rubble, a picture is seen that was hiding behind the mirror. Megan bends down and picks it up before holding it up to the camera. It’s a photo of Ashleigh Powell and Megan Rydell from a few years ago. Megan sighs as she looks at it for a moment before glancing at the camera.

Megan Rydell: Ashleigh… You used to be my sister but now? You’ve become my mortal enemy. You’ve become someone who has done nothing except try and rip down and destroy everything that I have ever built. I gave you my trust, I gave you everything but you turned your back on me. You can keep on spewing your little narrative, keep on forcing the blame on me like you Powell’s do, but I know the truth and so does everyone else.

Megan steps towards the camera, her eyes glaring into it.

Megan Rydell: You tore us apart. You brought us to this moment and you ruined our friendship, just like you ruin things with anyone who cares about you. You even let a woman you called your friend beat down Cameron to a bloody pulp and what did you do after? You shrugged and blamed Cam. Back then, I started to see what kind of person you are. I started to see that you couldn’t be trusted and I was right.

Megan pulls out a lighter and holds out the photo before setting it on fire. She then drops the picture and sighs.

Megan Rydell: Tonight, I don’t just burn down our past… I burn you down as well. You’re fucking dead.


Megan walks out of the locker room and the camera pans over to the burning photo on the ground and zooms in on it as it burns away into nothing. The scene then fades away.





MATCH FOUR: SINGLES
Ashleigh Powell vs Megan Rydell

RECAP
Instead, the cameras cut backstage and find Ashleigh and Megan brawling within the bowels of the arena - yet again.

Both women are bloodied and Megan's shirt is torn at the sleeve. They battle on and Megan rocks Ashleigh with multiple hard punches. She goes to throw Powell into a wall but the Irish whip is countered and Megan instead meets the wall head on.

Ashleigh drags Megan through a door and they're into the parking lot! She throws Rydell into the side of a truck. As she pulls Megan up, Ashleigh takes a hard low blow and drops to her knees. Megan lands a DDT and both women are down.

Megan slowly stands and pulls Ashleigh up. She positions her on the roof of a car and joins her. Megan, callousness written all across her face, pulls Ashleigh up. She goes for The Beautiful Disaster (Lifting DDT)!

Ashleigh counters, pushing Megan back. A kick to the gut from Powell. She lifts Megan up, OH NO! PILEDRIVER! The move crunches Megan down onto the car leaves her down and out!

Officials swarm the area and pull Ashleigh away, whilst tending to Megan.

What a mess! What will Megan's answer to this be?


WINNER
Draw
METHOD
Non-contest
MATCH LENGTH
0:00
FINISHING MOVE
N/A





BACKSTAGE
A clip plays back, in sepia tones, of the main event from JCP Five. If Empire Pro didn't know the two men then, they certainly do now. Brett Carson took on Issak Otto in the Decimation Trials. When Otto got up, Level One (Discus Lariat) awaited him--HE COUNTERED IT WITH A FLYING ARMBAR! The crowd went nuts over the reversal, but it didn’t get the submission. Carson brought Otto off the mat and back down with an edited version of his Deathlok Bomb (Sitout Gutwrench Powerbomb)!

Highlights from the match play at a sped up version, until Issak traps Carson into the Class Action (bridging crossface). However, Grace Van Beek enters the ring, and Issak gets up quickly. She lifts the chair in her hand, smashing Carson with it. The referee sounded the bell, immediately calling the match a disqualification in favor of Carson. The DQ would cost Team Emerald three points in the Decimation Trials.

The camera zoomed out completely, showing Issak Otto in real time, going over high spots of his last match with Brett Carson. He always got sad when it got to the end, never finding a real winner. Otto reached forward, switching the television off.

Issak Otto: "Last week, I came out to the Empire Pro ring for the second time in my life. I wanted to announce that I had signed, I'd be here each and every week! I was how you say - stoked! That is, of course, until my old friend Brett Carson came out of nowhere and decided he wanted to attack me. Brett claimed it was because I was being FAKE. He said I was trying to steal the spotlight that he earned by...well, by being Canadian, is basically what he said. I can't deny his roots, but Canada, I promise you that I'm not a fake! Don't take my word for you, I'll prove it."

He shook his head up and down, dead honest.

Issak Otto: "Now, despite what Brett may have said as his reasons, I think it may have something to do with the last time we met each other in the ring. Down in South Africa, Brett and I had a tide-turning match that we never got to see the end result of. It was sort of a big thing, and because of that, he resented me making it to the JCP Championship match. That's all in the past now, over and done with. But I think Brett was also fueled by our unfinished business."

He shrugged, making an awkward facial expression, almost as if he was afraid to say it.

Issak Otto: "I'm not vain enough to think that anyone would specifically target me. I don't really think I'm that important, and if anything, I go out of my way to make sure I treat people fairly. If Brett truly thinks I'm being fake somehow then all I can try to do is change his mind. However, I truly think our previous match has more weight, and I'm glad we're finally going to get to see what would have happened if we hadn't been interrupted. I'm happy we can finally just put it all to rest..."

Issak clapped his hands together, rubbing them and wiping his hands on his jeans.

Issak Otto: "This isn't going to sway my decision, I know it was a GREAT idea to sign with Empire. I felt so very welcome the first time around, and I can't wait to see what's in store for me here. I won't let you down, Canada!

He flashed the camera one of his signature GIANT smiles, before the scene fades.





BACKSTAGE
Jessica Anderson and Carli Davis are inside the locker room, where Jessica is pacing back and forth restlessly.

Jessica Anderson: I'm sick and tired of people costing others their rightful opportunities!

She takes a deep, frustrated sigh.

Jessica Anderson: This isn't about me feeling unappreciated, or overlooked. This is about The Society doing what they do best: being a hindrance to everybody else, because they refuse to put in the work required to make it in this business.

Jess throws herself down onto the bench, aggressively unzipping her gym bag and pulling out a roll of white tape. Carli stood off to the side of the bench, her hands fiddling with the suspenders that hooked to her tights.

Carli Davis: You’re right! It’s so freakin’ annoying. Like seriously, here we are - two people who have constantly been knocked down, feeling overlooked but you have people like The Society, who constantly whine because someone else decided to speak up and they have to turn around and make it about them. It always has to be about them and tonight? It’s going to stop.

Carli sighs and takes a seat next to Jess.

Carli Davis: I honestly feel like I’m in FORCE again. It was constant attacks, being walked over..even as a Champion. Only difference is? I have you and you now have me. I haven’t had the best of luck since coming here. You have been screwed out of a lot...so it’s time we work together and show that we aren’t made to be walked on.

Jessica proceeds to wrap the tape around her wrists, biting it off when finished.

Jessica Anderson: 2017 was a fantastic year for me. For both of us, even. Unfortunately, 2018 has yet to live up to those heights. Whether that's through our own shortcomings, or somebody going out of their way to needlessly ruin it for us.

Jess jumps up, suddenly seeming somewhat more upbeat.

Jessica Anderson: But, like you said, we have each other now. That's something we didn't have before, and as good as we are alone, together we're sugar, spice and everything nice! Well... minus the spice because Lizzie's not here... but still!

Carli nods along, agreeing, as she begins to stretch out her arms.

Carli Davis: Exactly! Though, we need to team up with her one day again! Right now, we just need to focus on what's in front of us. We need to focus as a team. We've had a lot of things taken from us because of jealousy and we had our chance to become Tag Team Champions stolen from us. Literally. Not to mention, Becky Balfour and Gray Malone are the very reasons why I'm not Great Lakes Champion and you're not holding the CanAM Championship. Especially Gray Malone, since he inserted himself into both matches and Becky just happened to follow behind.

Carli took a deep breath.

Carli Davis: We might not play their games, but you can only push two people so far before they really start to fight back, and that's exactly what we're doing tonight. We believe in fairness and that hard work really does pay off and it's a lesson they're going to learn!

Jessica smirks, as she stands up.

Jessica Anderson: The Society like to cry and ignore facts to create their own agendas. Well, here's something for them to whinge about: tonight, The Powertuff Girls are going to fight back and make them regret ever starting this with us in the first place. Becky, you had something good going for you in Liberty. You could seemingly do whatever you wanted and get away with it. But here in Empire, things are very different. Tonight, you'll get a taste of just how different they actually are!

Carli snaps in ‘Z formation’.

Carli Davis: Preach, sis!

Carli high fives Jess, the two sharing a laugh at Carli’s silliness as they continue to finish prepping for their match.





MATCH FIVE: SINGLES
Brett Carson vs Issak Otto

RECAP
Conquest 42 saw these two men butt heads and ever since they've been at each other's throats. The bad blood between them shows right from the get go, as Brett ambushes Issak during his entrance. The crowd emphatically turn against Brett and he's booed out of the building as he uses the ring post and ring apron to lay Issak out before the bell.

But Brett gets too cocky and ends up taking a back body drop, down onto the thin mats at ringside. Issak rolls into the ring and Brett slowly follows him in after. The bell finally rings and the match is underway.

Issak stomps down onto Brett before he can even stand. He pulls Brett up and into a belly-to-belly suplex, right into the turnbuckle! Brett lands hard and the fans cheer as Issak goes for the pin - but it's only a two.

It seems Issak's out to make a statement. He drags Brett away from the ropes and looks for his Class Action (Bridging Crossface) early, but Brett has it scouted and he rakes the eyes before the hold is applied, breaking the attempt. Carson stands and stomps down onto Issak. He kicks and he kicks, leaving Otto defenceless and grounded.

After some time, Brett staggers away, holding his lower back. Brett moves back to Issak and pulls him up with a gutwrench, before landing his Deathlok Bomb (Sitout Gutwrench Powerbomb). He goes for the pin. One. Two. Thr- no! Issak kicks out! Brett looks angered.

Brett stands and pulls Issak up, motioning that this one is over. He lifts him into the air, looking for his Iron Impaler (Powerbomb into Double Knee Backbreaker), but Issak wriggles free and lands behind him. Each man turns toward the other. A kick to the gut from Issak. The Around-The-World Fisherman Suplex connects! Can he make the cover? He holds his midriff, the seconds tick by. He finally makes the pin. One. Two. No!

Issak can't believe it. He covers his face and falls to his back. Brett rolls under the bottom rope and drops to the outside. Issak gathers himself and rolls out after him. He goes to grab Brett. He's looking for another Around-The-World Fisherman Suplex! Brett manages to break free, he pulls away and shoves Issak into the ring post. Carson drops to his knees and crawls away, as Issak tries to recover.

Otto stands and goes after Brett. He reaches out to grab him and OH! Bretty swings a chair right into Issak's face! Down he goes. The referee calls for the bell. Can you believe it?

Brett struggles to stand and has to prop himself up with the commentary table. He finds the strength to swing the chair down again, right into Issak's ribs. The crowd are going nuts, booing him. Some even throw garbage at him.

He uses the chair to stab down into Issak's ribs and leaves him there, as officials pull him away. The booing stays loud as Brett smiles at the damage he's done, leaving Issak to be tended to by EMTs.


WINNER
Issak Otto
METHOD
Disqualification
MATCH LENGTH
8:37
FINISHING MOVE
N/A
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BACKSTAGE
The scene opens up to darkness. A bright light shines down suddenly onto Gray Malone, who is sitting in a leather chair. His left leg is crossed over his right and his fingers are entwined together.

Gray Malone: Hello. My name is Gray Malone. I am here this evening to speak about opportunity. The word, opportunity, means being given or earning a chance at something greater. In my world, that means earning a shot at certain championships. Have I earned such opportunities? I like to think so.

Another light shines to his left, onto a small table. There are 2 glasses sitting on it. He grabs one and takes a sip, before placing it back on the table. He clears his throat and speaks again.

Gray Malone: I stuck the final nail in the coffin of Ascendancy, by sending Aria Cruz away. I sent Jay Sinclair on a ride he will never forget. I challenged Mark Storm and I came out victorious. I signed with Liberty Pro, and I face Anastasia Hayden for her Liberty Championship.

He shrugs his shoulders.

Gray Malone: I feel I deserve a shot at the Empire Tag Team Titles. But that is just one of us. Becky? Explain to the world again, just what in the hell you have done lately to deserve a shot at the tag titles?

He looks left as a third light shines on an identical leather chair, where Becky Balfour-Lawless sits. At her feet are two Followers on their knees, looking up at ‘The Voice’ of the family.

Becky Balfour-Lawless: The only three time Liberty champion. The final CWC Trios champion and a current record setting CWC Tag Team Champion. I came into Empire and I’ve rarely faltered. I took the moment that was to belong to either Ashleigh Powell or Megan Rydell, and stole it from the both of them when I defeated them both. Venus LeCavalier? Her big coming out party was supposed to be a victory over me, but what happened? Again, I walked out with my hand raised.

Becky snaps her fingers and the two Followers at her feet stand up. Each hold a hand to Becky and pull her to her feet as she walks to the middle of the dark room. The spotlight follows her as she moves. Finally, she stops and the Followers walk away, into the darkness.

Becky Balfour-Lawless: Conquest 43. What does conquest mean? Loosely, it means to take control using force. #TheSociety is a force that has proven to be unstoppable time and time again. Carli Davis and Jessica Anderson have something we want, and we’re willing to do whatever it takes to walk away with the OPPORTUNITY that they hold dear. A tag team championship match.

Becky pauses briefly before continuing.

Becky Balfour-Lawless: We aren’t like most other teams we have faced. They get on social media or on camera and say they are better. They call us trash. They criticize us for how we look or dress. If we say we want something, we do something about it. We are more than words. Look at Gray, he’s a perfect example. A few months ago, everyone left him for dead. As you all were throwing dirt on him, we lifted him out of that proverbial casket, dusted him off, and showed him that we believed in him. Now, he believes in himself again, and is arguably on a path to greatness that he hasn’t experienced in the last decade of his career. It isn’t my doing. It’s OUR doing. As a family, we can and have accomplished amazing, life changing things. Have we not, Gray?

Gray stands up and walks toward her. He stands beside her and the followers back away a bit.

Gray Malone: We should already be in line to face the zombies for those titles. Everyone knows this. Yet it seems in Canada, shit happens ass backwards. Carli and Jess wanted recognition. They wanted to be known. They wanted to be tag team title contenders. Now, they get 2 out of 3.

His face is close to the camera.

Gray Malone: They will be recognized as the duo that faced the greatest tag team in Empire. They will be known as the two unlucky participants of a sound and decisive victory by the Society. And they will have not only lost this match, but lost any chance of being number 1 contenders to the tag titles.

Becky leans forward while standing next to Gray, her face close to the camera as well.

Becky Balfour-Lawless: Carli...Jessica. I’m going to make you Scream For Me…

Gray grabs Becky by the hair and pulls it back as the scene cuts to static with both Becky and Gray’s laughs being the audio backcdrop as #TheSociety flashes over the static filled screen.





BACKSTAGE
The soft eyed, slender Russian beauty again takes our screens as we find ourselves in the Red Room.

Katya Djurdjevic: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! There is nothing quite like an EPW title bout. They have continued to draw the big crowds around Canada. Many come far and wide for a whiff of EPW glory. And my next guest has made a point of getting involved in the thick of it.The entire time she's been in Empire Pro, she's only ever had one goal; to claim the Empire Pro Wrestling Extreme Championship. She's had a crack at that strap, but she's done enough to earn one more chance to register her first EPW title victory. Joining me at this time -- "The Bloodletter" Ally Gregory!

Katya greets Ally with much cordiality. She invites the EPW Extreme #1 contender to take a seat.

Katya Djurdjevic: Lovely to have you here, Ally.

Ally smiles softly as she sits down, her long blonde hair already secured back in a tight ponytail, she’s dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and an “I’d rather be kissing Tyson Gregory” t-shirt, an homage to her FSociety days.

Ally Gregory: Thank you for having me.

Smiling back, Katya and Ally’s eyes meet as the Russian speaks.

Katya Djurdjevic: Now Ally, you reintroduced yourself to the wrestling world the only way you know how. Taking massive, violent action. You came into EPW with a single goal in mind. So I’m curious about what other things take your fancy. What’s something you’ve always wanted to try?

Ally shakes her head slowly.

Ally Gregory: I don’t work that way, I select a goal and I work towards it, I’m someone of very singular focus and attention, small steps to achieve the greater goal. I don’t look outside of that, so right now, all of my focus is on the Extreme Championship, I’m not looking past that until I have obtained it.

Tapping a finger to her chin thoughtfully, Katya nods her head.

Katya Djurdjevic: OK. You say you take small steps to achieve the greater goal, so how long has the Extreme Championship been in your crosshairs? What were the steps that brought you to this point?

Ally again shrugs, sighing a little.

Ally Gregory: It was just the obvious choice, I made my statement in attacking Caleb, nobody saw it coming, the very fact that he still holds that championship is down to luck on his part, I had him beat and next time there will be nothing left to luck. The championship deserves a champion who will represent it justly, it hasn’t had that.

Katya Djurdjevic: Yes, you haven’t minced your words when it comes to your opinion on Caleb Houston. So speaking as someone who’s made a reputation from hardcore wrestling, I’d love to hear your thoughts on this: what does it take to be a good hardcore wrestler?

Ally Gregory: I don’t believe I’m the gold standard on hardcore wrestling, there are far more accomplished wrestlers than me out there, however, despite people questioning it. I have indeed made my path through bloody, violent matches. That being said, I don’t believe any one thing makes a great hardcore wrestler, you either have it in you, or you don’t.

Katya nods her head slowly, raising her eyebrows at that answer.

Katya Djurdjevic: That’s interesting. So hardcore wrestling isn’t exactly something you can grow into. It more akin to an innate quality. What experiences brought you to that understanding?

Ally chews the inside of her cheek, looking almost bored.

Ally Gregory: It’s part of you, there are people who simply can’t take it to that level. It’s shown in their work and the way they hold themselves in the ring… Sure, anyone can be booked in a match, but to pour tacks down someone’s throat and superkick them? To lick someone’s blood from your finger as a message to their significant other, these aren’t things just anyone can find within them. It’s a part of you.

Releasing an audible whistle, Katya’s lips curve into a big O at the thought of eating a superkick with mouthfuls of thumbtacks lodged down your windpipe. The enthusiasm in her eyes doesn’t waver though. In fact, she leans forward, her green eyes shining.

Katya Djurdjevic: Oh, ho, ho, now that’s something! So of all the myriad of opponents you’ve faced in your career, which of them made your blood boil the most?

Ally smiles as she thinks back over her opponents, drawing her teeth over her bottom lip.

Ally Gregory: In terms of longevity, I would have to say Genie, the hate wasn’t there when we finally had our match, but she is definitely the one opponent I’ve had who could get under my skin like nobody else… but my most intense match in terms of emotions, was Gray Malone; that was personal. But it also showed me who I truly was, neither of those though, were my most challenging match, just my most emotional ones.

Katya Djurdjevic: Oh, please, go on. What was your most challenging match? What made it so hard to deal with for you?

Ally pauses for a moment, an odd look crosses her eyes before she smiles again.

Ally Gregory: Gavin… When I requested the match type, I hated him. I knew it would force him to face his demons, are you familiar with a Monster's Ball match?

She poses the question genuinely, not in a condescending way, knowing it’s a mostly archaic match style and not everyone is familiar with it.

Katya quirks an eyebrow at the name of this particular type.

Katya Djurdjevic: I’m not, no. Gimme a lil rundown on what’s involved.

Ally nods quickly.

Ally Gregory: Opponents are locked in a room with no light, no food and no water for twenty four hours before the match, they are then released to immediately be sent to the ring, we had nothing. The whole time, cameras were set up in the room to record us, I could hear him… the other side of the wall, battling his demons, it was exactly what I wanted.

Katya’s eyes widen slightly, but she doesn’t withdraw her gaze from Ally. Ally looks sad for a moment, regretful almost.

Ally Gregory: I won the match, but I also injured my ankle… the brace I wear now? That’s a result of the match. I gained a friend in Gavin and we swore to never face again, that was my hardest match as I didn’t only battle Gavin, I also had to battle with myself, I learned a lot from the match, it changed me… I’m grateful for the lesson, but I wouldn’t ever do it again.

Katya Djurdjevic: Wow.That sounds like an immense experience. It could definitely wreak havoc on anyone’s minds. It must have been utterly exhausting. From what you learned of yourself from that day, what were the greatest lessons you gleaned?

Ally takes a moment to collect her thoughts, looking down at her clasped hands.

Ally Gregory: Two lessons, firstly that you never truly know the person standing across the ring from you. You can know parts of their story, you can go back and forth, but who they truly are? It’s much deeper than that. And secondly, that there is something in me, a drive, that is greater and more powerful than anything else in this world, bar only one thing.

Katya nods encouragingly.

Katya Djurdjevic: And that is?

Ally smiles warmly as she looks up.

Ally Gregory: Love. Love can bring you back from absolutely anything.

A smile pulled at Katya’s lips.

Katya Djurdjevic: And how did love pull you back from your lowest point, Ally?

Ally instinctively reaches upto wrap her hand around the pendant that hangs around her neck, she rolls it about in her palm.

Ally Gregory: That Match, was intense but not my lowest point. I’ve made no secret of my battle with alcoholism, I passed my years sobriety a few months back, but there was a very dark time for me, in my early days of FSociety, when things were bleak… I don’t come from the best circumstances, my path here has been rocky and difficult, but Tyson is the sole reason I was able to find myself again. His patience, understanding and love, before we were even an item… That is what pulled me back from a night when it all could have ended…

She trails off and leans back in the chair, it’s not something she’s spoken about on a public forum much before and the memories obviously make her a little emotional, she eventually puts on a smile.

Ally Gregory: I owe my life to my husband, most definitely.

Laying her hand affectionately on Ally’s arm, Katya smiles gently at her.

Katya Djurdjevic: It sounds like you really care about him.

Ally Gregory: Before I met Tyson, I had very different expectations for my life, I certainly never imagined myself having children… I would say I more than care about him, he is absolutely my universe, he has supported me getting back in the ring without question, that’s rare, I think. To find someone who never competes with you, doesn’t care about being better, or bigger, he just wants to see me find the successes I want. And I want to see the same for him.

Katya smiles ear to ear as she sits there gazing into Ally’s eyes.

Katya Djurdjevic: Totally! You mention how rare it is to find someone who never competes with you, and is supportive in what you do. What would you say are your strongest values, or the values which are most important to you?

Ally Gregory: My personal values? The things I will teach my children, always value yourself. You may not see it in the moment, but every life has value, it’s finite and it can be hard, but every single person has worth. I also value truth and openness in my relationships above anything else… this industry breeds resentment between friends, that’s something I never want to see happen with my closest friends. As for what I value in my marriage? How we love and accept one another without question, we disagree, we fight, but we never disrespect one another… Marie, Joshua and Tyson are my world and I would never do anything to endanger that.

Katya stares into Ally’s eyes very calmly.

Katya Djurdjevic: You know, I'm listening to you and I'm hearing these values, particularly the first two, as issues you yourself have had struggles with. It must mean the world to you to be able to teach that to your own flesh and blood. Especially as someone who’s gone through it yourself. Which brings me to my final question. If you knew in one year you would die, what would you change, if anything?

Ally Gregory: I would leave here tonight, never wrestle again and spend every last moment with my family. I love wrestling, it gave me strength and drive when I needed it, but it will never be more important to me than my family. Some people may think that makes me weak, that I don’t have the passion or the drive. But they’re wrong, I do this because I want my twins to see that it’s not what you come from, it’s not who people tell you are… it’s what you make of yourself that matters.

Ally smiles softly, nodding once.

Ally Gregory: I came back to the ring because I have something to prove to myself, whatever anyone else may think, at the end of the day that doesn’t mean anything to me.

Katya smiles tenderly.

Katya Djurdjevic: Ladies and gentlemen, Ally Gregory.

Rising to her feet, a beaming Katya shakes Ally’s hand and gives her a pair of cheek kisses, warmly patting her on her back.





MATCH SIX: TAG TEAM
Becky Balfour & Gray Malone vs Carli Davis & Jessica Anderson

RECAP
Grey Malone calmly urges Becky Balfour back. She nods and goes out onto the apron. Before Jessica Anderson or Carli Davis can make a move, he charges past the ref and blindsides the both of them with a jumping leg lariat and elbow strike. He kicks Anderson out and keeps Davis into the ring. He throws her down with a snapmare and delivers a swift kick to her back. He hits her with another, bounces off the ropes and then hits a low lariat. He locks on a ground headlock with the same arm. Davis uses her leg to drag him back and lock him in a Headscissor Leg Lock. Malone pins her legs down to get out of it and jumps right back into the headlock. Davis scoots back and he misses. They get up and Davis jumps on his back and hooks both his arms. She drags him down for a Crucifix Pin, but Malone kicks out. Davis hits him with a quick Short Arm Clothesline. He rolls to his corner and tags Balfour in.

Balfour overwhelms Davis with some quick strikes to drive her back. Anderson tags herself in and fires back by hitting a Springboard Dropkick right in the corner. She picks Balfour up and whips her to the ropes. Balfour dodges an Ass Kisser hip attack and bounces off the opposite ropes to land a Flying Forearm Strike to Anderson’s back. She tags Malone in. Malone runs in for a Running Knee Strike, and keeps running to take out Davis in the corner. Balfour hits a Standing Moonsault. She picks Anderson up and whips her at Malone who hits an Exploder suplex. He pins but Balfour misses Davis who breaks the pin.

The match devolves into a brawl as Malone and Balfour gang up on Davis now. Anderson rolls to the apron. Davis tries her best, but The Society work like a machine to break her down. That is until Anderson dives in with a Springboard Crossbody. Davis takes Balfour to the corner and sends her flying with a Monkey Flip right into a Backstabber from Anderson. They do the same to Malone, but he rolls out before Anderson can pin him. Balfour joins him and they try to regroup. Davis and Anderson play to the crowd, then dive out for with Topes. Balfour takes the hit from Davis. Malone sidesteps and directs Anderson right into the guardrail.

Malone suddenly grabs a chair and hits Davis with it. He throws Anderson into the ring and gets her into position for a You Lose right on top of the chair. The ref tries to remove it and Malone lets Davis go. Then he snatches the chair from the ref and hits him with it! The bell rings and Balfour looks on as Malone hits the You Lose on Anderson onto the chair. He then leaves the ring and threatens anyone with the chair before whacking Davis with it once more.


WINNERS
Carli Davis & Jessica Anderson
METHOD
Disqualification
MATCH LENGTH
7:53
FINISHING MOVE
N/A





BACKSTAGE
The scene cut backstage to Jenson Idol standing in front of a camera in a dark room. His eyes stare down the camera for a few moments before he finally decides to speak.

Jenson Idol: Oi! Tonight, I cross paths with two familiar foes of mine; Ally Gregory and Jay Sinclair. I understand why Howard wouldat put Ally and I in a match together, it makes sense, really. I mean, last time, we blew the roof off but Jay?

Jenson scoffs and shakes his head.

Jenson Idol: Jay Sinclair is a waste of fucking space. He doesn’t do shite and it’s obvious by his belly size that he barely even works out. He expects to just walk in and get a win but guess what, mate? That’s not happening against the caliber of opponents you got tonight. To be quite honest, I’m sick of seeing your bloody face. Everywhere I turn, there’s Jay Sinclair, meddling in one of my matches. What makes you think you even deserve to share a ring with me? You fucking don’t. But here we are, once again!

He rolls his eyes.

Jenson Idol: Tonight, I’ll end Jay Sinclair and get em out of my hair for good and then? Then I’ll tear apart that pretty little face of Ally’s and then pin her. Then? Then I’ll get the shot at the Extreme Championship that I still deserve to be in. Leaving me out of that shite is rubbish and I deserve better and guess what? I’m going to show that tonight.

He nods and walks off before the scene fades out.





BACKSTAGE
The blinding image of hot pink fills the camera’s view. As it spans back, the item in question is revealed to be Venus LeCavalier’s new tranquilizer gun. Shaped in the fashion of an elephant gun from olden days, she touts it around with a hum until she finds herself cornered by the camera. She places it on her shoulder, eyeing the camera with a mischievous expression.

Venus LeCavalier: Hi, I didn’t see you there.

She jests before aiming down the barrel of her weapon.

Venus LeCavalier: You could have been knocked out, sneaking up on me like that. As you saw with Avery Smith, you could be taking a nap. For you, a precious camera operator, a nap is worthwhile. The price is simple--you’ll get fired. We wouldn’t want that, do we?

Her cooing registers as patronizing as she makes a crybaby motion, but she returns back to her normal, passive self shortly after.

Venus LeCavalier: I assume that you’re listening me right now, Avery? I further believe you to be around tonight, waiting for your revenge. If so, you challenge both Helena’s and my intelligence. You take it that since I’ve left you drooling in the middle of the ring, you can come back to try to take control of your destiny and ruin mine in the process? Please. I hear a lot that you people watch wrestling, but no one seems to learn from it. So, my message to you is that if you’re here, Avery, stay where you are. I have a very firm belief that you’re coming and I’ve adjusted my gameplan accordingly for that. I promise you that you do feel the need to interfere in my potential victory that I will see to it that you’re not laid out via tranquilizer dart. It will be worse. For you to ruin this chance for me is to ruin something that I’ve waited a long time for. That’s a first degree offense, a punishable crime.

With a sharp breath, Venus refocuses her attention.

Venus LeCavalier: Now, the CanAm Championship, a truly glorious championship that Helena Noir has held onto for a fantastic five defenses. Ms. Noir is marvelous; it’d be silly not to mention how talented she is. She has done well to make that championship shine brighter, but I can make it shine better. I’m the North Star, the most radiant star in the sky. I’ll bring here to its true home, Empire. The other championships, I will seek out in due time.

She cradles her tranquilizer gun for a moment.

Venus LeCavalier: Helena, take no offense by what I have to do. If you have ever listened to me, then you know that I’m not a honorable wrestler. I’m a woman who believes in honesty. I’m the most honest woman you’ll ever meet. I won’t hold anything back, both verbally and competitively. To win that championship, you will see me do anything that I can to win it. This is your warning tonight. Be prepared for anything, Helena, as I am every time that I step in the ring.

A slow glance at the gun she used to put down Avery Smith brings the camera’s focus there.

Venus LeCavalier: Victory for me means my first title win. That means that I’m starting my career off right. There’s a master plan to winning this championship and how to make the most of it. Helena, you don’t need to worry about the championship when you lose it tonight. It’ll be in safe hands. I’ll continue to make your efforts legendary. When people look back on my reign, they’ll see that it started with you. You were essential in making the CanAm Championship great, but you’ll be the soil for what I’ll blossom into. For that, I thank you.

Venus gives Helena a thankful bow.

Venus LeCavalier: There isn’t any need to ramble on further. Tonight, I want to stand on those turnbuckles fifteen pounds heavier. You want to walk out with the championship that you’ve established. Which is stronger? My ruthless desire or your will as a champion. It’s a curious thought. I cannot wait to see what happens.

Venus pauses, but she then continues on down the hallway. The scene starts to fade to black.





MATCH SEVEN: HARDCORE, SPECIAL REFEREE: CALEB HOUSTON
Ally Gregory vs Jay Sinclair vs Jenson Idol
If Jay or Jenson pin/submit Ally then they will join her as #1 contender.

RECAP
As soon as the bell rings, Ally slips from the ring, drawing the attention is Caleb as Jay and Jenson decide to just go at one another. Throwing hard punches at one another, Caleb calls for Ally to get back in the ring but she has disappeared under it, leaving the other two to battle it out in the ring. Jay and Jenson go back and forth for some times, Jenson getting the upper hand which leads him to go for a pinfall. The attempt is broken up though when Ally appears and smashes her trusty bat across the back of Jenson, causing him to roll off of Jay, Ally then brings her bat down across Jays chest before smiling at Caleb, who sarcastically welcomes her to the match.

Ally looks to get in Caleb’s face but Jenson clocks her from behind with a hard forearm before sliding out of the ring himself, he’s followed by Ally and the pair begin throwing weapons into the ring from either side of the apron, Jenson throws in some chairs, a trash can and some kendo sticks. Ally being more creative finds a box of tacks and a cement block, which she slides into the ring before producing a heavy chain. As she slides back into the ring, Jay looks to head her of, but Jenson gets him with a drop toe hold that sees him fall face first into the cement block, smashing open jays face.

Ally turns at Jenson and tells him making people bleed is her move! She grabs up some broken pieces of the block and throws them at Jenson, when he charges her, she brings her fist which is wrapped in the chain up and clocks him under the jaw, looking to make a pin. She gets a two count before a bloody jay dives in to make the save. Ally is to her feet before the other two and she backs up to the ropes, watching as Jay grabs a kendo stick, for a moment he comes at her, but Jenson grabs him from behind and tosses him across the ring with a suplex, making a cover but then he seemingly remembers he needs to pin Ally instead so he abandons Jay to go at Ally, who is now sitting on the middle rope, when Jenson rushes her, she ducks and pulls the ropes to send Jenson to the outside.

Jay comes at Ally with a kendo stick and smashes it across her back whilst she’s still ducked, Ally cries out but pops up and sends Jay over the ropes to the outside too, she then turns and dives over the ropes with a plancha, taking both men down. All three lie on the outside, Jenson is up first and he pulls Ally up by her hair, rolling her into the ring, Jenson looks to follow her in but Jay grabs his foot and pulls him down, slamming him into the steel steps, he slides back into the ring and is caught off guard by Ally who has scattered the tacks all over the ring.

She slams the trash can over the head of Jay and sends him stumbling, she catches him with a reverse DDT onto the tacks, which stick into both of them, she scrambled to her feet and then slams Jays faces down into the tacks with a Blunt Force Trauma (Curb Stomp) she then drops to hook the leg, Jenson slides into the ring to break up the tag but he’s a second too late as Caleb makes the three count and Jenson boot the back of Ally’s head comes at the sound of the bell.

Ally rolls away and to the outside of the ring, Jenson is clearly upset as he starts arguing with Caleb about the count, but Ally starts to back up the ramp, a smile on her face as she managed to keep both men out of the Extreme Championship Match after all.


WINNER
Ally Gregory
METHOD
Pinfall
MATCH LENGTH
9:13
FINISHING MOVE
Blunt Force Trauma (Curb Stomp)





BACKSTAGE
Helena Noir: “I only wish that, this time, I can actually fight a match without any outside interference. I think it would be nice, for a change...”

There’s a small crowd gathered around the CanAm Champion, who’s standing right outside the Ricoh Center in what looks like an impromptu meet & greet with some lucky fans who reached the Arena early. Between one selfie and the other, some of them dare to ask a few questions.

Fan #1: “Helena, you seem so confident, but you have to admit that Venus is probably the toughest challenge you faced until now…”

Helena finishes signing an autograph and raises her head, scanning the crowd to find who asked the question. It’s a tall guy in a heavy black windbreaker and a wool beanie.

Helena Noir: “You know, this is exactly what being a champion is all about. Raising the bar, each and every time. Jessica Anderson was a worthy challenger, but her match was ruined by the Society. Last Saturday in New York, I had a rematch against Avery Smith and I have no problem admitting that, in the light of our recent match, I underestimated her, and it costed me the match. Sure I could argue about Venus getting involved, but I’m not going to. That’s entirely on me, I lost focus and Avery was quick to capitalize, and I can’t blame her, I would have done the same. Mors tua, vita mea as they say. The point is, since our first match she brought something more to the table, she came out with a different attitude. And it paid off.”

She sits on her suitcase, her eyes still on the guy who just asked the question, as if everyone else wasn’t even there.

Helena Noir: “Because, you know, this is what this titles does to you. It makes you push your own limits, whether you are trying to win it or, in my case, defend it. With that said, Venus is an amazing competitor, no denying. But can she put me down again, this time without a blindside attack? I don’t think so, and I will prove it later tonight.”

Another fan, this time a girl, raises her hand and asks her question.

Fan #2: “And what about Avery?”

Helena Noir: “What about her?”

She replies, not sure what point the girl is trying to make.

Fan #2: “I mean, she beat you so…”

Helena Noir: “So you think she automatically earned another shot.”

Helena cut her off.

Helena Noir: “Honestly? Yeah, in my eyes she deserve another opportunity. But I’m not the one making matches, that’s Callaghan’s job. Mine is to fight, and I’ll do it no matter who’s put in front of me.”

Fan #3: “Have you considered the opportunity that Smith could show up during or after the match?”

The sudden question put a smile on the champion’s face. A smirk, actually.

Helena Noir: “Oh sure I did. I wouldn’t be surprised to see her trying some number just to mess with me, or with Venus. I saw their back and forth on twitter, they kinda promised it to each other huh?
She can do whatever she wants to, I don’t really mind.
But I feel generous enough to give a free word of advice.
You are playing a dangerous game, the both of you.
Let sleeping dogs lie, this is your last warning,”

With that said, she waks away, finally stepping through the Arena doors.





BACKSTAGE
The cameras cut to inside Riley Savell’s locker room, Riley is dressed in her ring tights with a sweatshirt thrown over the top, the logo reads “The Villain”. Sat beside her, is her assistant and interviewer for the night, Bethany Acris, Bethany smiles and Riley as the pair look a little impatient.

Bethany: Do you think she got lost?

Riley scoffs with laughter, running her hand through her hair she offers a shrug.

Riley: Probably… maybe those burns are affecting her eyesight, have you seen her face?

Riley makes a gagging motion.

Riley Savell: Gross.

Bethany tries to hide the fact that she’s laughing by holding her hand over her mouth as the pair wait for Kenzie to arrive. After waiting several minutes it becomes obvious Kenzie isn’t going to show, Riley looks to her assistant and starts to laugh.

Riley Savell: I guess she’s washing her hair… What a shock, Kenzie Rydell has nothing to say. I’m sure after the event she will take to twitter to proclaim how she didn’t show because there was nothing left to say, or whatever lame, shitty excuse she thinks people will buy.

Bethany Acris: Maybe something came up?

Riley smirks at Bethany and shakes her head.

Riley Savell: What, like her boyfriend? Hey, maybe he remembered she exists and actually came to a show. At least he’ll get a good nap when she makes her excuses later and puts everyone to sleep… Honestly, how does anyone willingly put their dick in her? Aren’t they worried that loser is catching? Gag me.

Bethany giggles behind her hand before shaking her head.

Bethany Acris: Well, since it looks like it’s going to be just the two of us, perhaps we should jump right into it?

Riley nods encouragingly.

Bethany Acris: So, Howard handed you the power to choose your stipulation for tonight’s title defense. And you chose.. uh…

Riley Savell: Spank me Daddy.

Bethany Acris: Right, That…

Riley Savell: No Bethany, say it…

Bethany blushes slightly and shakes her head, Riley playfully needles Bethany in the ribs and she squeaks.

Bethany Acris: Okay, Okay! Tonight you’re competing in a “Spank me Daddy” match… Um, why exactly did you choose that?

Riley smirks and sits up straight, adjusting her hair.

Riley Savell: To fuck with Aries, obviously. I’ve been waiting to get into the ring with him for a while, I’ve enjoyed torturing him all week and now… I get to finish all of this off with a good hard spanking across that bad little meat boi’s ass.

She winks at the camera, a glint in her eye showing she really has been enjoying making Aries squirm with her tweets and behavior.

Riley Savell: And, what a victory for The Villain this will be, Aries is, for all his faults, quite the name to be stepping into the ring with and he will be a pretty name next to my successful defenses. Don’t you agree?

Bethany obediently nods in agreement.

Bethany Acris: I do, looking ahead, you’ll also be defending your Canadian championship against the missing Miss Rydell at the supershow in another match of your choosing, an inferno match… How are you feeling about that?

Riley laughs and rolls her eyes.

Riley Savell: Confident, obviously, I can't wait to make Spencer my bitch. He has misplaced hope in Kenzie, who seems to think she’s here to save Empire, so first. I’ll light the stupid twat on fire and then… I’ll take her best friend and show him what a loser she really is.

Bethany Acris: Well, I don’t really have any more questions as the plan was to have a joint interview and so most of my questions are now moot… So, anything else you’d like to add?

Riley shakes her head slowly.

Riley Savell: I’d just like to apologize on Kenzie’s behalf, to all the fans she let down tonight, I guess the hope Really is gone.
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MATCH EIGHT: SINGLES
EPW/LPW CanAm Title
Helena Noir (c) (Liberty) vs Venus LeCavalier

RECAP
With her CanAm title up for grabs, Helena Noir looks beyond focused as the match begins. Venus LeCavalier, however, has her own desires and isn't backing down.

The two begin at a frantic pace, exchanging strikes and throws, each trying to wear the other down but neither willing to remain on the canvas for long.

It seems that Venus has a slight upperhand in the contest, courtesy of a missed shining wizard, the Venus counters with a basement dropkick.

Venus watches as Helena moves to stand. She grabs Helena and spins her, could it be the Killer Queen, Act I (Unprettier)?

No! Helena charges forward and both women crash into the turnbuckle. Helena hooks Venus' arm and hoists her up onto the top of the corner. She stands on the second rope and delivers a massive back suplex from the corner!

The fans loudly boo as AVERY SMITH comes running down the ramp. She runs into the ring and stands over both women. The official tries to pull her away and she strikes him down with a hard punch.

Helena tries to stand and Avery plants her with the Goal line clearance (High knee). Venus similarly tries to stand. The knee connects with her, too!

With both women down, Avery rolls from the ring and moves over to the commentary table where...she's got Venus' tranquilizer gun!

Smirking, she turns back and returns to the ring, holding the gun out before her. Venus tries to stand and then notices what's going on. She yells at Avery for taking her weapon, right up until Smith fires a dart at her. Venus staggers and then groggily falls to her knees, then onto her face.

Avery laughs at the effect of the weapon. Helena stirs and Avery takes aim again - but the referee disarms her and calls for the bell to end the match.

Helena charges at Avery, but Smith escapes. She walks away, laughing, as Helena is left wiping blood from her lip, courtesy of the high knee.

Security officials charge out, but Avery evades them through the crowd.


WINNER
Draw
METHOD
Non-contest
MATCH LENGTH
8:53
FINISHING MOVE
N/A





MATCH NINE: PADDLE ON A POLE
Riley Savell (c) vs Aries Armadaist

RECAP
Riley Savell And Aries Armadaist stand in the middle of the ring, the far left turnbuckle has a long pole attached, hanging from a chain is a black leather paddle, studded on the paddle is the word “Daddy”. Riley points to the paddle and smirks at Aries, she inclined her head and says something to him the mics don’t pick up, Aries scowls at her as the bell rings and he charges Riley. Taking her down to the mat, she wraps her legs around him and wriggles into position, locking her body to his she says something in his ear that seems to spur him on, he stands up with Riley still locked around him and then slams her down back first into the mat, causing her to let go as she rolls away and back up to her feet. Riley stares him down for a moment, before the pair lock up, Riley pushes so that Aries back is blocking the view of the official as she takes his eyes, using the moment to get the upper hand and force him into the corner she smacks his head off the pole before backing off.

As Aries comes out of the corner, Riley side steps him and slaps him on the ass, she pays for her show boating with a hard elbow to the mouth, she stumbles back a couple of steps and he pulls her into a fireman’s carry, dropping her easily on her head, she takes a little longer to get up this time, shaking off the cobwebs but Aries is on her and drops his shoulder to her sternum, forcing her back against the turnbuckle he lands several hard chops across her chest that leave Riley reeling. He leans in and presses his forearm to her throat, this time the mics pick her up as she cries out “Choke me Daddy!” Aries is obviously thrown by the behavior and Riley uses the moment to land a hard knee to his gut, following up with a slap across the back.

She asks him if he likes that as she comes out of the corner with a wicked smile on her face. Aries looks to slap the smile off her face, but Riley ducks the back hand from Aries and grabs his arm, twisting it she pulls him to the mat with an arm bar, trying to get her legs around his body once more, but Aries refuses to get caught by her, so she wraps her legs around his arm and wrenches back, Aries uses his size difference to pull himself and Riley across the ring for a rope break. Riley uses the full count before releasing and both get to their feet, Aries shaking his arm out from the hold.

Riley makes a run for the corner, jumping up on the turnbuckle, she stands on it and looks up to measure the distance for the paddle, her concentration on the paddle causing her to not see Aries come up behind her, with a hook of the legs he sends her flying back over his shoulders and crashing down in the ring, she lands on her shoulder, clutching it as she rolls over onto her side. Aries looks back at her with a smirk before ascending the turnbuckle himself, reaching up to grab for the paddle which swings just out of his reach. The official goes to check on Riley who is still lying on the mat clutching her shoulder, as the official stoops to check on her, she shoves him back and he loses his footing, falling over himself.

As he does, Aries just grabs the paddle, pulling on it, but Riley has made it to her feet and runs across the ring, nailing Aries with a low blow that causes him to drop the paddle just as he grabs for it, the paddle drops into the ring as Aries drops down onto the turnbuckle, landing gut first on it before dropping back into the ring himself, rolling over onto his stomach in pain, the official didn’t see the low blow as he wasn’t yet to his feet.

But he gets to his feet just in time to see Riley scoop up the paddle and slap it hard across the ass of the downed Aries. As he goes to get to his feet, she slaps the paddle hard between his shoulder blades, keeping him off his feet so she can roll out of the ring as the bell rings.

Riley stands on the outside and lifts the paddle in the air to the booing crowd, she laughs as she then points the paddle to Aries in the ring, as she brings the paddle down she slaps it over her other palm whilst asking him if he liked that.


WINNER and STILL EPW Canadian Champion
Riley Savell
METHOD
Paddle(?!)
MATCH LENGTH
11:42
FINISHING MOVE
Paddle!





BACKSTAGE
Standing in the Red Room, EPW Interviewer Katya Djurdjevic is beside a large monitor bearing the Empire Pro logo. Rather impressively, it fits in seamlessly with the wall it's fixed upon. A smile unfurls on Katya’s features.

Katya Djurdjevic: Ladies and gentlemen, last week on Conquest the stage was set. Zombie Vice Squad were to defend the EPW Tag Team Championship in a triple threat tag team match. The challengers being Carli Davis & Jessica Anderson and DeAngelo Dalton & Gamma Pierce. In what was a huge talking point last week, the champions went on a rampage. Let’s talk a look.

Katya gestures to the screen which flashes to last week’s footage.

REPLAY
Dalton and Pierce & Davis and Anderson are squaring off until the crowd begin to boo loudly, reacting to someone hopping the rail. It's Zombie Vice Squad and they've brought a baseball bat each! Siberia and Kowloon slide into the ring, flattening all four opponents in sequence and leaving none but each other standing. The referee escapes the carnage and declares the match a non-contest.

The booing only increases in volume as ZVS seem to pick out Carli and Jessica in particular. Taking their chance, DeAngelo and Gemma roll from the ring and head toward the back, leaving Carli and Jessica the mercy of the Zombies - but no mercy is forthcoming and both women are left laid out after a vicious assault with the bats. Both Zombies leave the ring, holding their tag titles in hand, and smirk back to the ring from the stage. It seems they didn't fancy defending against two other teams...

Shouts and boos can be heard from the crowd as the footage stops at the smirking duo.


Katya Djurdjevic: Deciding the task asked of them was too unreasonable, The Zombies caught their challengers completely off guard. Attacking them with baseball bats, focusing their attacks particularly on Davis and Anderson as you just saw. Their actions earned themselves a suspension from EPW management. Although they are suspended from the arena this evening, the Tag Team Champions are joining us live via satellite. So without further ado, I bring to you the EPW Tag Team Champs, Siberia and Kowloon Zombie, Zombie Vice Squad!

A cry of dismay rose from the audience inside the Ricoh Coliseum upon seeing the appearance of EPW’s Tag Champions on screen. Siberia and Kowloon Zombie sit on the floor in what appears to be a temple. They are on on the floor of a raised platform with an elaborate shrine behind them. Kowloon wears both belts across his shoulders and he sets them aside. Siberia smirks and closes her eyes as she takes the booing in.

Katya Djurdjevic: Hello, Siberia and Kowloon. Good to see the evening finds you well.

For a brief moment, Katya squints her eyes at the sight of the temple.

Katya Djurdjevic: Where are you speaking to us from?

Siberia Zombie: We are in Japan at Zombie headquarters. Since we are banned from our home federation then we came to our true home. This is a place where we can reflect on this injustice. Where we can plan to make things right. First it is this suspension and then… we get to talk to you.

Siberia leans forward.

Siberia Zombie: Are you even an accredited journalist Miss Djurdjevic? What school did you go to?

Ooohs and boos come from the crowd at this line of questioning from Siberia. Not anticipating the question, Katya raises her eyebrows. Nonetheless, she still smiles.

Katya Djurdjevic: Yes, I didn’t go to a school and I’m not an accredited journalist. I’ve just had a deep interest in interviewing from a young age. And it’s got me a wonderful position in this prestigious company. I couldn’t have done it alone, but I feel it’s worked out for me.

Siberia scoffs.

Siberia Zombie: So you think… go on then, professional interviewer. Since we are not allowed to show ourselves in the ring we might as well go through you. That is your only use. Ask your questions.

Narrowing her eyes slightly at the screen, Katya’s smile takes on a sly quality as she shakes her head slightly. She decides not to rise to the bait however.

Katya Djurdjevic: First of all, the EPW fanbase would like to hear it from the horse’s mouth. What drove you to do what you did last week? And why was it that you seemed to focus your assault on Carli Davis and Jessica Anderson in particular?

Siberia Zombie: We simply saw that match for what it was. This match was an attempt to undermine us and our championship. They continue to throw us against insurmountable odds, but we will overcome each time. We did so at this instance with force. We needed to do what we did to show the powers that be, our opponents, and the fans that we will not be brushed aside. As for Anderson and Davis? They were simply there. We didn’t need to send yet another message to DeAngelo Dalton and Gemma Pierce. They know they are beneath us and that is where we left them. All the teams in Empire will know that we are the best. It was their turn.

Katya raises an eyebrow.

Katya Djurdjevic: Yes, and there’s also the matter where this resulted in your suspension. The match also never officially got underway so the defence would be voided. There’s only so many times you can so utterly disregard what was expected of you. What would your plans be if you again found yourselves against insurmountable odds as you say?

Siberia Zombie: We will always be against insurmountable odds so we will do what we always do. We will overcome and conquer. We do not call these odds unfair. We just adapt to our circumstances. It does not concern us what the consequences are. The end justify the means as far as we are concerned. Strength is the key. If you show, without a shadow of a doubt, that you are the best, then no one can deny it. Do you believe we are wrong, professional interviewer?

Katya’s lips twitch at the dig.

Katya Djurdjevic: I bet you have a real cute side somewhere. You just don’t show it.

Katya shows a smirk.

Katya Djurdjevic: Speaking of being the best, your latest challengers aren’t the only ones questioning your place at the top of the tag division. The Society made their intentions clear last week. They called you out by saying you’re holding [t]their[/i] Tag Team Championships. They ran most of the Ascendancy out of EPW and have turned their attentions back to the titles you so proudly carry. How do you respond to what they’ve said of you as of late?

Siberia Zombie: They are greedy children. They should have taken their loss as the wake up call that it was and could have been humble about it. Instead they lash out and demand things. I think they even stated that we stole their titles at one point. Pathetic. They need to work their way up to us. We don’t care what they have accomplished elsewhere or how many followers they have. We have our own people, but we don’t use that as a crutch. It could just be us two against the whole world and we would still thrive. We will accept their challenge for the EPW Tag Team Titles when they earn it in Empire Pro Wrestling.

Twirling the microphone in her hand, Katya couldn’t stop one thought coming to mind.

Katya Djurdjevic: Speaking of just the two of you, has there been anyone in Empire Pro that you’ve actually come to like?

Siberia Zombie: Now that Lauren Parker has been ousted… No. There isn’t one single person in these damned federation that stands up to our ideals. She was the shining light meant to lead all of them into greatness, but they saw it as damnation. The best thing she did was bring us in and we will forever be in her debt. This is why we continue her fight. There is no one else worthy of that.

Katya Djurdjevic: And what exactly are the--

The door of the Red Room suddenly thrusts open cutting Katya right in the middle of her question. When the Empire Pro interviewer turns around, she’s surprised to see Benoite D’Arcy Crozier standing on the threshold. The blonde Canadian doesn’t even look at Katya, her eyes locked on Kowloon and Siberia on the screen.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “Your interview is over Katya. I need to talk with the Zombie Vice Squad.”

She says those words in a calm, sure and grave voice, not leaving much room for a reply. Katya tries to reply but as soon as she opens her mouth, Benoite glared at her.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “Your presence is no longer required. You can leave now.”

Katya stares in those icy blue eyes, seeing a look you never thought you would see from the happy-go-lucky young girl that joined Empire a few months ago. The contagious smile and positive attitude that made her one of the most loved members of the roster are completely gone, lost in those six weeks after No Man’s Land that definitely changed her attitude.

Frowning, the young interviewer realises there’s no arguing with what definitely sounds like a veiled threat more than a request. Sighing, Katya decides she better do as told. Once she leaves the Red Room, Benoite takes the interviewer spot and sits in front of the screen.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “Good evening Kowloon and Siberia. I apologize for interrupting your chat with that girl. I was wishing to talk with you in person, but the unrightful suspension you have been victim of forced my hand. And here we are.”

Kowloon gets up and glares at the screen Siberia places a hand on his arm and backs him up.

Siberia Zombie: “You’re a bold one. I would have Kowloon here seems to want to jump into the screen to wring your little neck, but I’m curious. You also did get on my radar when you got back so… speak.

Benoite cracks a smile, showing a brand new confidence.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “You know, a lot of things have changed in the past few months. I remember when we were on opposite sides of a war that saw you siding with Lauren, while I joined the ranks of the so called team No More. Which, in hindsight, was a horrible mistake.”

She lowers her head, almost as if she wants to apologize for the choice she just disavowed.

Siberia Zombie: “We all made our mistakes in that horror, but regret is not becoming of a warrior. As much as we hate how it turned out, we will admit defeat that time. Raise your head and do not sulk. We don’t. Instead we have turned that loss into a greater victory. What will you do?”

Benoite seems to regain the confidence she had when she first stepped in, raising her chin and looking once again at the Tag Team Champions.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “Making up for my mistakes, that’s my plan.”

She nods her head, to confirm her statement.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “I see things under a different light now. Rejoining with my father cleared my mind from all the lies I’ve been fed for the past eighteen years. I know who I am now, I found myself and my true calling. I have a new purpose, a mission. And it leads me on your path. You and i, we share the same goals. Maybe we can cooperate and benefit from this alliance. Or at least that’s what we think.”

Kowloon sits back and crosses his arms.

Siberia Zombie: “Do you know what it means to align yourself with us? You will be alienating yourself from Empire’s chosen elite and from its enemies. Indeed, from the establishment itself. This suspension proves that. We are an entity unto ourselves. This means you can be powerful, but vulnerable so we will not accept weakness. Are you prepared for all of this?”

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “I know what comes from taking your side. I stopped caring about everyone else in this roster when I realized what they really are. Sinners, bad examples… They represent everything that’s wrong in the society, they are the problem, and you are the solution. WE are the solution.”

She stands up, approaching the screen.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “Look into my eyes, Siberia. Do you think I’m prepared for what’s coming?”

Siberia looks to Kowloon. He slaps his knee and nods slowly with a triumphant frown.

Siberia Zombie: “Very well. We will consider you but we must meet in person under more desirable circumstances. You have taken your first step towards a more enlightened state of being, Miss Crozier.”

Benoite nods, her lips curling into a smile.

Benoite D’Arcy Crozier: “It’s a step I’ve been getting ready to take for quite some time now. We are looking forward to start changing the landscape of Empire with you.”

Lowering her head in a light bow, she greets the Zombie Vice Squad and leaves the Red Room.

Kowloon laughs and Siberia nods then glares into the screen.

Siberia Zombie: We are done here, Miss Djurdjevic.

The shot cuts abruptly.





MAIN EVENT: GAUNTLET MATCH
EPW Empire Title
Molly Reid (c) vs four competitors in sequential matches

RECAP
Molly stands in the middle of the ring, looking up at the entrance ramp in anticipation of her first opponent. She jumps up and down to get herself pumped up. Higher by Nicole Tranquillo suddenly blasts over the loudspeakers and the crowd erupts as Carli Davis appears from backstage with a big smile on her face. She approaches the ring a little slower than normal thanks to her tag team match earlier in the night against Becky and Gray. Carli slides into the ring as Molly smiles and approaches her. Molly offers Carli a handshake, which she accepts. The crowd cheers as the two move to their corners and the referee calls for the bell.

Molly immediately sprints at Carli and catches her by surprise with a flying forearm shot to the head. Carli falls down to the mat but is quickly back up to her feet. But she’s immediately sent back down as Molly delivers a hurricanrana. Molly jumps and delivers a standing moonsault and goes for the early cover, but Carli kicks out after one. Molly wastes no time in getting to her feet and using the ropes to deliver a bigger springboard moonsault. She gets to her feet against and hits the ropes for a rolling thunder. Molly quickly hooks Carli’s leg for another pin, but another quick kickout from Carli.

Molly controls the action for the next couple minutes as she tries to take advantage of Carli, who’s already competed earlier in the night. Carli is able to get some offense in but Molly seems to always be one small step ahead. A flying crossbody sends Carli down to the mat, but she quickly hops to her feet. Molly hits the ropes and delivers a huge flying superman punch that sends Carli down to the mat. Molly gets to her feet and moves to the corner. Molly crouches down as Carli gets to her feet and sprints at her to deliver the Aaron Donald (spear). But Carli vaults over Molly and she crashes hard through the ropes and into the ring post.

Carli runs behind Molly before she can recover and slams her backwards with a belly to back suplex. She hits Molly with a running leg drop before getting to her feet, hitting the ropes, and delivering another leg drop. Carli gets up and uses the ropes to help her land her own springboard moonsault and stays on top of Molly for the cover. But she’s able to kick out just at the two count. Carli gets to her feet as Molly does the same. Molly swings a right hook wildly and Carli ducks it. She grabs Molly by the arm and whips her hard into the corner. As Molly is slumped against the turnbuckle, Carli sends her flying with a monkey flip that ends with Molly crashing her in the middle of the ring.

Carli gets to her feet as Molly is doing the same across the ring. She quickly runs behind Molly and hits the Straight Fire (double knee backbreaker into bridging crossface)! Carli cranks on the hold, trying to get Molly to tap out. Molly spins around, trying desperately to escape. Carli continues to apply the pressure before Molly uses her long legs to reach out get her foot on the bottom rope, forcing the ref to make Carli break the hold. She does, and before she can do anything Grind by Alice in Chains plays over the loudspeakers as Gray Malone appears at the top of the ramp. The referee immediately goes to the ropes to yell at Gray to leave as Carli stands in the middle of the ring. Suddenly Becky Balfour slides in behind Carli and taps her on the shoulder. Before Carli can react, Becky drops her with the Hear Me Out (reverse DDT) and slides out of the ring.

The referee turns to see Carli on the mat with a confused look on his face. Gray smiles as the top of the ramp as he turns backstage. Eventually Carli gets to her feet and sees Molly doing the same. Carli walks over and lifts Molly onto her shoulders for the 702 (fireman’s carry cutter) but Molly manages to break free and land behind Carli. Molly waits as Carli turns around, before delivering a Molly Kick (superkick) that lands flush on Carli’s jaw. Molly drops down and hooks Carli’s leg as the referee counts the decisive one-two-three.

After the match Molly gets to her feet, and moves to the corner, resting on the turnbuckle before the next match. She’s clearly unaware of any interference from Becky and Gray. Eventually she goes to help the referee get Carli up and out of the ring. Carli looks angry that her big opportunity was ruined by Gray and Becky as she slowly begins to walk up the ramp. The crowd cheers loudly as Molly also applauds along, causing a slight smile to appear on Carli’s face before she reaches the top of the ramp.


WINNER and STILL EPW Empire Champion
Molly Reid
METHOD
Pinfall
MATCH LENGTH
8:47
FINISHING MOVE
Molly Kick (superkick)

Molly goes back to the corner and waits as the crowd cheers on in anticipation of the next opponent. They erupt when Circus (Rock Remix) by Britney Spears begins to play and Ruby Lance walks out from backstage. She jogs down the ramp and slides into the ring, eager for the match to start. She smiles and nods at Molly, who does the same as she pulls herself out of the corner and prepares for the match. The referee rings the bell and the second match of the Molly Reid Gauntlet is underway.

Ruby wastes no time in running towards Molly and pushing her right back into that corner with a series of speedy punches that Molly can’t quite keep up with. She’s forced to go on the defensive which allows Ruby to take a little more time with her shots. A big left uppercut rocks Molly, and allows Ruby to send her to the mat with a bulldog. Ruby gets up to her feet and hits a leg drop on Molly. She spins to her feet and delivers another. One more spin to her feet and one more leg drop across Molly’s face. This time Ruby rolls onto Molly and hooks her leg, trying to get the early pin. The referee counts, and Molly is able to kick out at two.

Ruby wastes no time in getting to her feet and continuing to keep the pressure on Molly. Since she had no match earlier she’s easily the fresher woman as she keeps Molly off pace with her speed-based attack. Ruby gets a near-fall after taking Molly down with a hurricanrana and then a standing moonsault. Molly manages to turn the tables briefly with a few kicks to keep Ruby at a distance before sending her crashing to the mat with a spinning heel kick. But she’s unable to take advantage as Ruby reverses her DDT attempt and sends Molly into the ropes. Off the rebound she sends Molly flying to the mat with a dropkick.

Ruby climbs up to the top rope and waits for Molly to get to her feet. Upon doing so Ruby launches off and takes Molly down with a top rope thesz press. She stays on top of Molly for the cover but only manages a two-count. Ruby gets to her feet and pulls Molly up by the hair. Ruby hooks Molly by the head and sets up for The Rose Thorn (jumping swinging implant DDT). When she jumps, Molly manages to push Ruby over her head and send her crashing to the mat on her back. Molly drops to a knee to regain herself a bit before turning around to see Ruby getting up. Molly grabs her head and uses the ropes to plant Ruby with a springboard DDT. Now Molly goes for the cover, but Ruby kicks out right at two.

Molly keeps the pressure on Ruby for the next little bit of the match as she seems to have found her second win. A moonsault here, a crossbody there, Ruby seems to be on her back foot the entire time. One sequence sees Ruby block a DDT and instead whip Molly across the ring. But Molly springboards off the ropes, lands on Ruby’s shoulders and takes her down with a headscissors. As Ruby lays in the ropes, Molly jumps through the same ropes to deliver a tiger feint kick that sends Ruby stumbling up to her feet. Molly wastes no time in vaulting onto the top rope and launching herself towards Ruby and taking her down with a corkscrew crossbody.

Molly gets to her feet and looks down at Ruby, who seems to be starting to feel the effects of the match. Molly picks her up to her feet and whips her across the ring. But wait, Ruby blocks it. Ruby instead whips Molly. She hits the ropes and ducks under a running knee strike of Ruby’s. Molly hits the ropes again and off the rebound manages to connect with the Aaron Donald (spear)! Molly drops down and hooks Ruby’s leg. The referee hits one-two and thr-no! Ruby gets a shoulder up at the last second.

Molly seems a little surprised that Ruby managed to kick out, but she gets to her feet and moves to the corner, setting up for the Molly Kick (superkick). She throws it when Ruby gets to her feet, but Ruby ducks. Ruby hits the ropes and when Molly turns around she’s taken down by Ruby’s twisting springboard crossbody. As Molly gets to her feet, Ruby runs and delivers a Beautiful Disaster (bicycle knee strike) that connects! Molly drops flat to the mat as Ruby drops down and hooks her leg. The referee goes to make the decisive three count but before he can hit he notices that Molly’s foot is resting on the bottom rope. He points it out to Ruby, who gets to her feet and drags Molly to the middle of the ring before going back for the cover. The referee once against makes the count and this time Molly gets a shoulder up.

Ruby grabs Molly by the hair and lifts her to her feet again. She sets up and jumps up for The Rose Thorn again, but once again Molly manages to push her over the top. This time Ruby lands on her feet though. As Molly turns around, Ruby runs and throws a Beautiful Disaster. But Molly sidesteps it! Now as Ruby turns around, Molly drops her with That’s Using Your Face (double knee facebreaker). As Ruby lays on the mat Molly slowly gets to the corner and climbs onto the top rope before hitting Air Molly (450 frog splash) and hooking Ruby’s leg. The referee makes the count and this time he gets to three before Ruby can kick out.

Molly rolls off of Ruby and lays on her back in the middle of the ring as the referee checks on Ruby. He helps her roll out of the ring where she looks dejected, but is cheered up as the crowd cheers for her efforts and near victory. In the ring Molly drags herself to the corner and leans on it again to support herself, nodding with respect again towards Ruby, who smiles back before turning and walking up the ramp.


WINNER and STILL EPW Empire Champion
Molly Reid
METHOD
Pinfall
MATCH LENGTH
13:02
FINISHING MOVE
Air Molly (450 frog splash)

The crowd once again stands excitedly to see who the next challenger will be. Molly gets off the ropes as she stands in the ring, trying to catch her breath and compose herself. When Now by Paramore suddenly invades everyone’s ears, the crowd cheers loudly as Ashleigh Powell walks out from backstage. After being viciously attacked earlier in the night and not getting a match, it’s clear that Ashleigh wants to make this night not a complete waste. But it’s also clear that Ashleigh is nowhere near one hundred percent as she limps down to the ring, still suffering the effects from the attack. The referee calls for the bell as Molly nods in acknowledgement towards Ashleigh.

Molly wastes no time in immediately throwing up a Molly Kick towards Ashleigh, but she ducks it. Ashleigh grabs Molly from behind and takes her down with a german suplex. She holds on and transitions to side control as tries to lock Molly into a kimura submission. But Molly manages to shake free and sit up. But that’s as far as she gets as Ashleigh grabs Molly’s arm and twists it behind her back in a chickenwing. Ashleigh cranks on it a bit as Molly grimaces in pain and slowly starts to get to her feet. Eventually she’s standing but still locked in the hold. She starts running backwards and forces Ashleigh backfirst into the turnbuckle, breaking the hold.

Molly turns around and takes a few steps back as Ashleigh slumps in the corner. Molly delivers a monkey flip that ends with Ashleigh crashing to the mat in the middle of the ring. As Molly gets to her feet and approaches Ashleigh, she’s surprised when Ashleigh kips up and takes her down with a dropkick. Ashleigh drops down beside Molly and grabs an arm to lock in a chicken wing, before grabbing another and bridging out to lock in the Broken Wings (bridging double chickenwing). Molly struggles against it and shakes her head as the referee asks if she wants to give up. Eventually Molly manages to power out and spin onto her back, forcing Ashleigh to break the hold. It’s fairly obvious that Ashleigh isn’t strong enough to keep some of those submissions as tight as they should be after the earlier attack.

Molly slowly gets to her feet with help from the ropes but Ashleigh keeps the pressure on with a stiff kick to the gut that doubles Molly over. Ashleigh looks to deliver a piledriver but before she can Molly uses her legs to power up from between Ashleigh’s legs. Molly sends Ashleigh flying over her back and the top rope, sending her crashing hard to the outside of the ring. Molly collapses in the ring to regain herself as the referee starts to count. Molly sits in the corner as the referees count reaches five and Ashleigh begins to stir outside. As the referee reaches eight, Ashleigh is to her feet and slides back in the ring at nine.

Molly runs at Ashleigh and tries to spear her but Ashleigh vaults over her. Molly catches herself on the ropes this time before hitting the ring post. But as she turns around Ashleigh delivers a dropkick to Molly’s knee. She rolls back up to her feet, hooks Molly’s head as she kneels from the kick and spikes it with a DDT. Ashleigh rolls Molly over for the pin and the referee gets to two and a half before Molly manages to weakly lift a shoulder off the mat. Ashleigh quickly rolls up to her feet and grabs Molly’s legs. She twists Molly’s legs and turns her over, locking her in the sharpshooter!

Ashleigh can’t quite step over Molly’s back to lock it in fully, so instead she just cranks on the hold from the side. Molly grimaces in pain as she desperately tries to crawl towards the ropes. She seems to be moving closer and closer, and just before she reaches them Ashleigh releases the hold and pulls Molly back towards the middle of the ring away from the ropes. She goes to lock in the move again but Molly manages to kick her away. Molly gets to her feet quickly and delivers a roundhouse kick that staggers Ashleigh. Molly hooks Ashleigh’s head for a DDT but Ashleigh reverses it into a northern lights suplex. She keeps the bridge for the pin as the referee counts, but Ashleigh’s legs give out from under her and she collapses after the second count. It seems more apparent than ever that Ashleigh was in no place to compete tonight, and the crowd cheers her on loudly as they too seem to acknowledge that and appreciate the effort she’s giving in spite of it.

Ashleigh drags herself to the ropes and uses them to pull herself to her feet. She limps over to where Molly is doing the same across the ring and lands a hard forearm to Molly’s head. Ashleigh seems to have used everything she had left as even her shots have very little power behind them. Ashleigh tries to wrap her arms around Molly’s waist to lift her up for a german suplex, but doesn’t seem to have the strength to lift her. Molly reverses it and grabs Ashleigh by the arm to whip her across the ring. Off the rebound, Ashleigh runs directly into a Molly Kick! Molly falls on top of Ashleigh and doesn’t even bother to hook her leg as the referee counts one-two-three and signals the end of the match.


WINNER and STILL EPW Empire Champion
Molly Reid
METHOD
Pinfall
MATCH LENGTH
9:10
FINISHING MOVE
Molly Kick (superkick)

No sooner has the referee signalled the end of the match before It’s Gonna Get Ugly by Limecell begins to blast over the loudspeaker. The crowd pops as Aries Armadaist runs down the ramp with an angry look on his face, likely from his loss to Riley the match prior to this main event. The crowd boos as Aries slides into the ring and kicks Ashleigh out of the ring and onto the floor, before turning his sights to Molly. Aries runs at Molly and begins to stomp away at her body on the ground. He reaches down and lifts Molly to her feet and slams her into the corner. He climbs onto the bottom rope to start delivering obvious closed-fist punches to her head that she desperately tries to block. A few manage to connect and cut her open as blood begins to pour down her face.

The referee demands Aries get out of the corner, which he does. But he quickly runs and thrusts his shoulder into Molly’s stomach multiple times before the referee pulls him back. Aries tells the referee to fuck off before grabbing Molly by the arm and whipping her across the ring. Molly hits the turnbuckle chest first and drops to the mat. Aries begins to stomp away at her some more. Aries is unleashing all of his anger on Molly, who can only turtle up to avoid taking the full force of the stomps. Aries eventually reaches down and lifts Molly to her feet. He whips her across the ring and off the rebound, he sends her flipping down with a massive lariat. Aries drops down and covers Molly, but she kicks out at two-and-a-half.

Aries gets to his feet and lifts Molly up with her, backing her up into the ropes with a series of hard chops to her chest. Once she’s on the ropes Aries grabs her by the arm and whips her into the other ropes. As she rebounds Aries delivers a massive headbutt to Molly’s sternum that sends her hard to the mat. Aries once again drops down to pin her, and once again Molly lifts a shoulder up at two-and-a-half. Aries gets to his feet and lifts Molly up violently by the hair. He knees her in the stomach, before dropping her with a piledriver. Aries hooks her leg confidently as the referee counts one...two...thre-kickout! Molly kicks out at the last possible moment, as if on pure instinct.

Aries loses his mind on the referee, demanding that he change it to a three-count. But the referee holds firm. Aries starts screaming at the referee and then at the fans as he lifts Molly up and tosses her into the corner. He moves towards her and begins to punch Molly repeatedly as she eventually slumps down to the mat, blood everywhere. From there Aries grabs the ropes for leverage and begins to stomp away at Molly. The referee warns Aries that he needs to stop and get out of the corner, but Aries just shoves him out of the way and continues to angrily stomp. The referee has no choice but to disqualify Aries and call for the bell.

Aries doesn’t even seem to care as he continues his assault on Molly. Some security guards run ringside and slide into the ring. They all grab Aries and drag him away from Molly as a couple of referees attend to her. Aries yells incoherently at Molly as the security team drags him out of the ring and up the ramp. The crowd boos Aries loudly, which causes him to start yelling back at them. In the ring the referees are helping Molly to her feet and handing her the title, which she weakly holds in the air, her face and hair a bloody mess, causing the crowd to cheer loudly.

Aries sees this in the ring and manages to break away from the security team. He runs back at Molly and tries to attack her again, but the referees get in the way. As the referees hold Aries back, he starts yelling at them too before he’s silenced by a Molly Kick! Aries drops to the mat holding his jaw, much to the delight of the crowd. Molly stumbles and rolls out of the ring, falling to the floor. Two referees help Molly to her feet and start to assist her in her walk up the ramp to the back. Conquest comes to a close with a bloody Molly Reid holding her Empire Championship belt weakly in the air as the crowd cheers loudly.


WINNER and STILL EPW Empire Champion
Molly Reid
METHOD
Disqualification
MATCH LENGTH
2:28
FINISHING MOVE
N/A
Edited by Empire Management, Apr 12 2018, 11:29 PM.
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