OCW: RISE 7-23-2023

OCW: RISE 7-23-2023 Jul 24, 2023 0:57:01 GMT -5

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Post by "Boss Lady" Britlyn Baylor on Jul 24, 2023 0:57:01 GMT -5

St. James "What an incredible display of technique from Constance! That Hammerlock DDT was executed with surgical precision. She's definitely staking her claim as the dominant force in this matchup."

Ariana unleashes a flurry of strikes, leaving Destiny reeling. She climbs to the top rope and leaps off, hitting a breathtaking Shooting Star Press. DESTINY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY.

Ariana crashes hard on her mid-section, and Destiny quickly covers, pinning both legs behind her ears!

The impact reverberated through the arena as the referee counts.

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2...

3!

The bell rings, signifying Destiny and Benjamin's victory. The crowd is stunned into silence as the realization sets in. Destiny and Benjamin, though bruised and exhausted, celebrate their hard-fought win, raising their arms in triumph.

Lucy and Leon both crawl towards the knucks, but Lucy gets her hands on them first. She pops up. Leon is on his knees. He looks at her at blows a kiss.

Lucy has the knucks.

BANG!

St. James: Right between the eyes............I don't care who you are, that's knocking you out!

Lucy rolls away. Leon is bleeding like a stuck pig.

The ref calls for the bell

MARLENA SANCHEZ: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND NUMBER ONE CONTENDER.........LUCY SIXXXXX!

COLOSSUS HAS CAGE EAMES UP!

London: THEY ARE ON THE TOP ROPE HERE!

St. James: Two 300 plus pounders!!!!!!!!

Hansley: OHHH MYYY GODDDDDDDDD

Colossus suplex's Cage Eames with a superplex off the ropes.

St. James: THUNDER IN THE BAY!!!!!! MY GOD WE MAY NEED A NEW RING AFTER THAT ONE!

Spencer Adams: You want to know how I feel? I feel a lot of things, but I’d rather show you who I am..who I’m about to be.

Ciela's confidence remains unwavering as she delivers a series of devastating strikes, wearing down Diamond Rose. Ciela set the barbed wire board up against the downed Diamond Rose. Ciela climbs the turnbuckle and looks over her shoulder judging the distance between the turnbuckle and her. Ciela seizes the moment and executes the finisher, connecting with a breathtaking moonsault from the top turnbuckle, slamming down, driving the board into Diamonds stomach and covering for the pin.

St. James: Moonsault! Moonsault! Moonsault! Ciela Luiz with an incredible moonsault! The impact mixed with the use of that barbed wire board could be enough to secure the victory!

London: The crowd is on their feet! They can sense that the championship is within Ciela's reach!

The referee is counting! One...

Two...

Three!

St. James: She did it! Ciela Luiz has done it! She defeated Diamond Rose and captured the RISE Elevate Championship!

Fletcher St. James: Woah! A comeback from Enigma! Twilight is reeling!

Jennifer follows up with a clothesline, sending Twilight to the canvas. The redhead rolls back to her feet and Enigma quickly sends her back down with a snap suplex. The “Demon Witch” now positions one of the tea tables as she prepares to send Twilight through it.

Maddox looks at Monarch, then the chair, then back at Monarch before the chair is ripped from his hands and the ref is back on his feet calling for the bell. Maddox begins arguing and pointing at the chair then back at Monarch who is still laying on the mat with her eyes closed.

Ding Ding Ding

Lee Masters: Your winner and another competitor in tonight's Revival Championship match by disqualification, Moxie Monarch!

Highmore: She did it! She won!

Blaze: That was dirty but very smart all at once!

Maddox is seen yelling with his hands on top of his head as Monarch rolls weakly out of the ring and begins walking up the ramp. Maddox turns toward the entrance to the ring and starts pointing and yelling at Monarch who is now holding her head with a smirk on her face as she blows a kiss.

“Stay down!” Spencer yells at him. “Damnit, stay down!”

Blood running from his mouth, Trent flips him off!

St. James: The one finger salute from Trent Killjoy!

Adams shakes his head.

He then comes off the ropes.

KINSHASHA!!!!!!!!

99 Problems by Adams!

He covers.

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3!!!!!

The crowd has a mixed reaction. They wanted them BOTH to win!

St. James: He did it! He said he was going to do it and he did it! Spencer Adams is the RISE World Champion!

London: But he had the fight of his life for it! Both of these men showed up and showed out here tonight in Tampa!

Marlena Sanchez: HERE IS YOUR WINNER……..annnnnnndddd NEWWWWWWWWWWW RISE WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!!! SPENCCCCCEEEEERRRR ADDDDAMMMMMSSSS!

Trent rolls out of the ring as Spencer is handed the belt, celebrating in the center of the ring.

Hanley: That’s gonna do it for Rise, and I’d like to see those two blowhards on the blue brand top that!

St. James: We had a world title match for the ages! Either of these two men would have earned it here tonight, but that man is Spencer Adams!

The screen cuts to Dick Trickel, the outspoken manager for the monster COLOSSUS. He has a smug look on his face as he looks into the camera. The crowd boos.

Dick: "Tonight, a new standard will be set. A new bar will be raised. A new 'champion' as he likes to call himself will learn his place in world and what manners are. Never bite the hand that feeds you. Tonight your RISE world heavyweight champion will learn a lesson he won't soon forget........

Britlyn and Jolie have come together as sisters for the first time since they did the same guy in college, and actually made a decision. Tonight, Spencer Adams will put his money where his mouth when he steps into the ring with the NEXT Rise World Heavyweight Champion...........COLOSSUS!"

Coleman Coliseum

University of Alabama

Tuscaloosa, Alabama

St. James: HELLO LADIES AND GENTLEMAN to the inaugural broadcast of OCW: RISE! We are live in Tuscaloosa Alabama, at Coleman Coliseum, home of the Crimson Tide, and let me just say the 15,000 strong are rocking and rolling here this evening!

Hansley: Yessir, The Coleman Coliseum is a sea of red tonight and they are rocking and rolling for the red brand!

London: We stole the show at Revival and I don’t see the action stopping anytime soon guys!

The crowd begins to roar as numbers appear on the Rise-tron.

The letters appear in gold to signify the champ!

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St. James: It looks like we’re gonna be joined by our RISE WORLD CHAMPION!

As the beat to No. 99 drops, Spencer Adams steps out among the fans in the upper deck, title slung over his shoulder.

Crowd: BAAAAADMON! BAAAAAADMON! BAAAAAAADMON! BAAAAAADMON!

With hands smacking and grabbing at his arms and shoulders, the champ smiles from ear to ear as he descends the cement steps towards the barricade.

Hansley: This is a crowd firmly behind its champion tonight!

London: After the clinic we saw at Revival, I don’t blame them one bit!

Spencer hops the barricade and taps at the gold with his free hand before sliding under the ring and calling for a microphone.

St. James: Surely a lot to say!

Badmon paces back and forth in the ring, flipping the mic in his hand before raising it to his lips.

Spencer Adams: Alabama..

The crowd pops hard.

Spencer Adams: Can I talk my shit?

Crowd: BAAAAAAADMON! BAAAAAADMON! BAAAAADMON!

Hansley: Please do!

Spencer Adams: For the last decade, I’ve been grinding to get to moments like these, to be able to hold a belt like this over my head and tell the world that I’m its champion.

Crowd: YES! YES! YES! YES!

Spencer Adams: April 2018..I became Action Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion. Later that same Summer, I’d end up losing that strap and that title. Where many men and women would throw in a towel, I kept on the grind and two weeks ago..I fought tooth and nail in one of the hardest battles I’d faced so far. I took a hungry and urgent Trent Killjoy to both the limit AND a bonafide classic between the ropes.

The crowd offers a mixed reaction at the name drop.

Spencer Adams: Now…there’s been a mixed reaction among some. You’ve got people in the back like Britlyn and Jolie with struck nerves, because Spencer Adams didn’t do this for THEM. At the same time, you’ve got beady eyed windbags like Dickard Trickle who take offense to the fact that Spencer Adams chose to go out there and become champion of the “developmental brand”.

The audience boos at the mention of Dick Trickle..

Spencer Adams: What I can tell you is that Spencer Adams is here holding this belt, because hard work pays off and Spencer Adams EARNED this championship.

Crowd: WOOOO!

Spencer Adams: I can also tell you that when I walk these halls, I don’t see another Spencer Adams. I don’t see another established name willing to get in there with prospective talents and push them to be better. Truth be told, I AM Rise. I came here as the boss battle and I stand before the OCW loyal STILL the boss battle. I’m the poster child that has the suits in the back shook, because they know what I’ve seen. They know that I’ve seen half a dozen guys in their mid-sixties who are supposed to be “trainers” who are supposed to “develop” the stars of tomorrow despite never being stars themselves..and they know that I’m here do the job better and to LEAD Rise better than Britlyn or any of her cronies.

Crowd: SPEN-CER A-DAMS! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Spencer Adams: I’ve gotten under the skin of management to the point that they’ve sent mercenaries after me, because whether they like it or not, I carry the weight of the world on a sub-two hundred pound frame and I do it, because I fucking LOVE IT!

Crowd: WOOOOOOO!

Spencer Adams: So, Brit…Jolie…I want you to send your worst. You want to haze Spencer Adams? You’re about to find out EXACTLY what makes a champion..

Adams drops the mic and ascends the turnbuckle, title hoisted overhead as the crowd goes ballistic.

London: The champ has spoken and later tonight folks, the champ will have a chance to put his money where his mouth is! It’s Spencer Adams and Colossus HERE on OCW Rise!

COMING SOON TO A STRIP MALL NEAR YOU!

In a dimly lit backstage area, Trent stands tall, his expression a mix of determination and intensity. The camera focuses solely on him as he addresses the audience with unwavering conviction.

"Spencer... oh, Spencer. You've got this twisted idea that you can step into my world, my domain, and just run the show like you own the damn place. Well, let me set the record straight for you, buddy. This is my turf, and I'm not about to let some wannabe like you come in and act like you're the king of the castle, just because of a fluke win."

He takes a deep breath, clenching his fists.

"You see, I've been grinding in this business for years. I've fought tooth and nail to get to where I am today, and I didn't do it by playing nice and kissing ass. No, I did it by being true to myself, by never backing down from a fight, and by refusing to let anyone forget who the hell I am."

His eyes blaze with a fierce fire as he continues.

"So, Spencer, listen up. I'm not some pushover you can just walk all over. I'm not some stepping stone on your path to glory. I am a force to be reckoned with, and I'll be damned if I let you forget it."

He steps forward, his voice growing more intense.

"I will make sure every time you step into that ring with me, you feel the pain, the frustration, the agony of facing someone who refuses to be silenced. I will push you to your limits, test your resolve, and remind you that there's a price to pay for underestimating me."

His jaw clenches as he recalls his past battles and hardships.

"You may have had an easy ride so far, Spencer, but that ends now. I will make you fight for every victory, every accolade, every shred of respect you think you're entitled to. Because in my world, nothing is handed to you on a silver platter."

His words carry a heavy weight, and he stares into the camera with a steely gaze.

"So, get ready, Spencer. Get ready to face the consequences of crossing paths with me. Get ready to learn that I'm not just some name on the roster. I am Trent Mother Fucking Killjoy, and I promise you, you will never forget who the hell I am."

With those final words, Trent walks off, leaving a powerful message hanging in the air. The intensity of his vow resonates, and the anticipation of their impending clash fills the air with electrifying tension.

OCW cameras cut back to the arena and the Alabama crowd. Nick Saban is in the front row with some of his staff, along with Alabama basketball coach Nate Oates. The camera zooms in on them along with some of the players on both teams.

TRIPLE THREAT

St James: Sounds like trouble brewing for our champion here. We have all night to sort that out, right now we are getting started with a triple threat match between three new comers looking to make their name here on RISE!

London: This chica is badass, and she prides herself on power! Pound for pound one of the strongest women in the company, but has agility as well!

Hansley: She's quick as a cat, no question!

Marlena Sanchez: This match is a TRIPLE THREAT set for ONE FALL. Introducing first, from Mexico City, Mexico........ANGELITA........ORRRTIIZZZZZ

"Stupid shit" by Girlicious blares as Angelita Ortiz comes walking out to a mixed reaction as she stands on the ramp for a few minutes as she the walks to the ring ignoring the fans as she then walks up the stairs as she holds her fist in the air when she gets in the ring as her music dies down.

A kaleidoscope of colors flicker and flash over the arena as “Hip Hop Hooray” echoes throughout. Skittlez makes his way onto the entrance ramp, dancing and pumping up the crowd.

Marlena Sanchez: Introducing next, from Lewiston, Maine … weighing in at two hundred thirty five pounds …. SKITTLEZ!

Skittlez charges down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and takes his place in the center of the ring to a mixture of cheers and also “wtf’s” as he stands there proudly. The hip hop anthem still filling the ears of those in attendance as Skittlez takes his baseball cap and turns it around to be on backwards. He then crosses his arms ever so reminiscent of Grandmaster B.

London: It's always a party when Skittlez is in town! And you know how they like to party at the U!

Hansley: This guy is in amazing physical shape. He would be my favorite to go a long way here on RISE if he wasn't a damn gimmick! Go back to Malibu!

St. James: You know they don't ACTUALLY dress that way in Malibu......

MARLENA SANCHEZ: AND THEIR OPPONENT, FROM NEW YORK, NEW YORK.......DESTINYYYYYY MIIIICHAEEELLSSSS

The song Sex Action by LA Guns starts to blast over the PA system. When the lead singer starts to sing, Destiny Michaels is seen walking down to the ring. She passes by the fans and gives them the evil smile. She gets inside of the ring, goes to stand in her corner and Trash Talking into the nearest camera

London: I LOVE this chick! Her swag. She's a trash talker.

Hansley: Blondes do it better, right?

St. James: She's also the only one in this match with an official OCW win.....she gained that at Revival alongside her beaux Benjamin Maddox!

DING DING DING

The three explode off the blocks, all trying to get the first big move in.

Skittlez, significantly larger than both of these competitors, hits a double clothesline to take them both down. Destiny pops up quickly, and Skittlez knocks her down again. Angelita is up now. She charges, and he goes for a clothesline, but she is ready. She uses her agility to slide under it. She pops up behind him. He spins around and Ortiz delivers a kick to his chest. He stumbles back into the corner. Destiny is back now. Angelita ducks her clothesline, and grabs her by the arm. She whips Destiny into Skittlez in the corner. She pops out, wobbly. Angelita then hits a DDT on destiny.

Skittlez explodes out of the corner to break up the pin at a 2 count.

St. James: Tried to steal one there, did Ortiz.

London: And it almost worked.

Skittles grabs Ortiz by the hair, lifting her up. Angelita shows great agility to be able to drop kick him despite him having her hair, then deliver a back kick to Destiny. She comes off the ropes and bulldogs Destiny. She keeps the momentum going and comes off the ropes the other way, bulldogging Skittlez.

St. James: Angelita Ortiz on fire early here.

Destiny rolls out of the ring as Angelita goes to work on Skittlez in the corner. She hits a series of chops and kicks. Hurricanrana out of the corner has him in the center of the ring. A moonsault off the ropes and she hooks the leg.

Destiny breaks it up.

The normally cheery and smiling Destiny Michaels has a look on her face now. She grabs Angelita by the hair, saying something to her. Because she caught her from behind, there wasn’t an easy way to get out of it for Oritz. Destiny locks her into a reverse DDT, dropping her back first. Knowing that the feisty newcomer won’t be down long, she puts a knee across the throat.

The ref counts to 4 and forces her to break at 5. She does, and Angelita is holding her throat, coughing. Destiny, showing that mean streak, puts the knee back on the throat again. Angelita kicks her legs and begins to flail. The ref doesn’t need to break it because Skittlez delivers a boot to the head. Destiny rolls out of the ring. He picks up a coughing Angelita, and for the first time in the match he has the offensive edge.

Hansley: Destiny did to work, and now this…..dude, I guess?......dude is capitalizing.

London: Yes, last I checked he was a dude.

St. James: A dude.

Hansley: I just want it to be over.

He has the much smaller girl in his grasp. He hits his move the Machine Gun Belly to Belly, and she rolls to the corner. Destiny is up on the apron, Skittlez doesn’t see her, and goes to come off the ropes and Destiny clubs him in the back of the head. She stumbles forward. She uses the ropes as a springboard and leaps over, landing on Skittlez with a Lou Thez maneuver. She rains punches down on him and doesn’t see Ortiz coming out of the corner with the dropkick. She rolls off.

Angelita comes off the ropes with a splash, landing on top of Skittlez. She pins.

He gets a shoulder up.

Picking up the white rapper, she whips him into the corner. She smiles at the capacity crowd before yellow something in Spanish. She then absolutely UNLOADS on Skittlez, a combination of punches and kicks and back kicks and elbows. A total flurry. The man tries to cover up, but she’s too quick. She gets a few good shots in. Destiny is back in the ring, and she pulls Angelita off. She spins her around and knocks her down with a hard right hand. She picks up the smaller girl and scoop slams her.

Angelita holds her back as Destiny turns towards Skittlez in the corner.

TASTE THE RAINBOW!!!!!!!

The HUGE punch landed square on the jaw.

St. James: The desperation punch there from Skittlez, and it knocked Destiny half-goofy!

London: That’s why these triple threats are so tough. You have to keep your head on a swivel at all times!

He pins, putting Destiny’s legs up over her ears and pretending to hump her.

He gets the quick three, and rolls out of the ring as his music plays. Angelita who didn’t even see the super quick transaction happen, is visibly upset.

London: That was Ortiz’s match to win, she was on a roll. Destiny got cocky and took her eye off the prize.

Hansley: And she tasted the rainbow!

St. James: And that cover……Ben won’t be too happy about the gesture there!

THIS COMING WEDNESDAY!

OCW Camera's cut to the backstage area of the Coleman Coliseum. We see Hazel Harper standing there with a smile, a mic in hand. For the first broadcast of RISE, she is wearing a red dress.

Hazel Harper: "Ladies and gentlemen my guest at this time is the newest member to the OCW RISE roster. He is the American Alpha Wolf, Adam Gatner!"

Adam comes in the scene and smiles. He is wearing a cowboy hat, a VISIT Albuquerque T-shirt, blue jeans and cowboy boots. His long blond hair is in a ponytail.

Hazel Harper: "Adam welcome to OCW and to RISE. What brings you here?"

Adam Gatner: Before I answer that. WOLFPACK LET ME HEAR YA HOWLLLLL!!!!!

The fans howl in response and Adam nods.

Adam Gatner: "That never gets old with me. First off thank you for having me and to answer your question I am here to do what I do best and that is thrive off of great competition and to wrestle In front of my Wolfpack."

Hazel Harper: "Can you tell us a little about yourself?"

Adam Gatner: "Sure can. Both of my parents were members of the US Army and were killed in action when I was eighteen. I do have a sister but she didn't want anything to do with me. I wanted to take my frustrations out on my parents being killed in action but I wanted to keep my nose clean you know? Being a huge wrestling fan there was a wrestling school nearby and so I went there and trained there and eighteen years later here I am."

Hazel Harper: "Awesome. I bet you can't wait to get started here!"

Adam Gatner: I sure can't. to the others in the back do not underestimate me because I can and I will get aggressive when need be. Let's see who will be the first to step in the ring with the Alpha Wolf.

He howls and the fans howl back and he leaves the scene.

Hazel smiles

OCW: RISE BROUGHT TO YOU BY C4 ENERGY PRODUCTS

Tag Title Tournament Semi-Final

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Boom!

A Wall of smoke drops from the top of the video wall. Strobe lights begin flashing around the stage area, as the smoke drops and Emma Wexler & Zenia Hobbs emerge from behind the smoke. They run to either side of the stage jumping as they hype the crowd up. They then return to the middle of the stage, stopping to stare at each other in the face before turning and beginning their walk down to the ring. Zenia then starts jumping up and down a bit, continuing to get the crowd hyped.

Hey, those flashing lights come from everywhere

The way they hit her I had to stop and stare

She's got me love stoned

Man, I swear she's bad and she knows

I think that she knows

Zenia stops at the bottom of the ramp, as Emma looks around pointing out to the fans. Zenia then goes climbing up onto the apron. Emma goes sliding through her legs, and Zenia steps through the ropes, she does a full circle around the ring, while getting the crowd hyped up. She then stops behind her partner, and sways her hips left and right, before putting her hands behind her head. Emme gets up off the ground, then goes off to one corner while Zenia moved to the other.

Marlena Sanchez: “From Los Angeles, California, at a combined weight of 220 lbs. Zenia Hobbs… Emma Wexler… Silent Lightning!”

The two hyped the crowd a bit more before convening in the middle of the ring. Zenia put her arm over her tag team partner, they stood in the middle of the ring watching.

London: They seem fun!

St. James: They are the new team here in OCW, on Rise. These two ladies have a lot of athleticism and potential.

Hansley: We're a new company, their all new teams.

Seven Nation Army by the White Stripes plays as Carley Black and Ariana Decker come out doing cheerleading tricks and jumping around hyping up the fans. The two run down the ramp and slide into the ring popping up on their feet immediately. The two do some more cheerleading moves and hype up the crowd more before warming up for the match.

The atmosphere is electric as the bell rings, signaling the start of the semi-final match. Emma Wexler and Carly Black step into the ring, eager to lead their teams to victory. They lock eyes with a fierce determination, and the audience can feel the intensity in the air.

Emma takes the initiative, charging towards Carly with lightning-fast strikes. Carly, known for her resilience, manages to block some of the blows but finds herself overwhelmed by Emma's relentless offense. Emma tags in her partner Zenia Hobbs, and together, they execute a flawless double suplex on Carly, earning a round of applause from the crowd. Ariana Decker eagerly calls for a tag, and she jumps into the ring, showcasing her incredible athleticism with a series of breathtaking flips and kicks. Zenia, equally agile, avoids most of Ariana's attacks, but one well-timed enzuigiri connects, leaving Zenia momentarily stunned. Ariana goes for a quick crossbody and a pin attempt.

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Zenia kicks out. The match continues, Zenia is stunned, but trying to fight back. Seizing the opportunity, Team Spirit U begins to dominate, isolating Zenia in their corner and cutting the ring in half. Carly and Ariana take turns pummeling Zenia with rapid-fire strikes and high-impact moves, targeting her midsection and legs to wear her down. The crowd rallies behind Team Silent Lightning, chanting their names in encouragement. Zenia fights desperately to break free, summoning her strength to resist the relentless onslaught. She eventually counters a charging Ariana with a spinebuster, buying herself some much-needed time to tag in Emma.

London: Both of these teams gel so well. These girls love each other and their teamwork is fantastic on both sides.

Hansley: You really think EITHER of them have a shot against B.O.B, APEX, R.O.S.E?

Emma enters the fray like a house on fire, taking down both opponents with her impressive striking ability. She floors Ariana with a powerful running knee strike, and Carly, seeing her partner in trouble, tries to intervene but ends up on the receiving end of a vicious spinning backfist. Team Silent Lightning regains control of the match, and Emma and Zenia work in perfect harmony, executing seamless double-team moves that leave Team Spirit U reeling. The momentum swings back and forth, with near-falls and close calls keeping the audience on the edge of their seats. It’s at this time that Zenia hits “Lighting-Strike” on Carly and goes for the pin.

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Carly kicks out and the match continues. As the match reaches its peak, all four competitors dig deep, refusing to surrender. Ariana shows off her resilience, surviving Emma's attempts to put her away with her high-impact maneuvers. Carly, on the other hand, uses her technical prowess to keep Zenia grounded, preventing her from making the crucial tag. With the crowd roaring in approval, Zenia summons her last reserves of strength, breaking free from Carly's hold and finally tagging in Emma. The arena erupts as Emma unleashes a series of high-flying moves, taking down both members of Team Spirit U.

The ladies point to the University of Alabama players sitting near the front, and smile with a wink.

The match escalates into a chaotic spectacle, with bodies flying all over the ring. Team Silent Lightning and Team Spirit U leave everything they have in the squared circle, vying for the opportunity to advance to the finals on Anarchy.

But as the action intensifies, the finish of the match remains uncertain. Both teams show incredible chemistry and teamwork, making it impossible to predict the eventual winners. The crowd is left on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting the decisive moment that will determine which team will move on to the finals and compete for the prestigious Tag Team Titles on Anarchy.

It comes quick.

Zenia has Emma on her shoulders, as they go for the top rope splash........They jump, Emma coming down on top of Ariana.......

WHO CATCHES HER, AND ROLLS HER UP!

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Emma pops out a fraction too late, and can't believe it!

London: SPIRIT U! SPIRIT U IS GOING TO THE TAG TOURNAMENT FINALS!

ONLY 1 TEAM CAN SURVIVE
TUNE INTO ANARCHY AUGUST 9th
OCW TAG CHAMPIONS CROWNED!

RISE QUALIFIER: SPIRIT UNIVERSITY!

CASKET MATCH

St. James: Here we go! A casket match and you best believe this is gonna be creepy with these two!

Hansley: Freaks, you can say it. Freaks!

London: Both of them had great showings at REVIVAL! I, for one, am excited for this!

Lucy, holding a candle, walks to the ring with a blank look in her eyes.

The lights go down in the arena, before blue light floods the room, at the top of the entrance stands Trent Killjoy. The first cords of "Heartbreaker" fills the arena with sound and fog rolls onto the stage at Trent's feet.

Marlena Sanchez: From Atlantic City, he is the Midnight Massacre, TRENT KILLJOY!!!"

Trent makes his way down the ramp, not at a super slow pace, but taking his time. He slides under the bottom rope, pausing for a moment before running across the ring and posing on the turnbuckle, before jumping down and sliding down into the corner, staring at Lucy.

St. James: Yeah.......you're right Tyler. This guy freaks me right the hell out.

The bell rings and a highly motivated Trent EXPLODES off the blocks. He immediately takes Lucy to the corner. He begins with a series of body blows as she tries to cover up. Trent whips her into the other corner. She hits the turnbuckle and bounces out, stumbling to the middle of the ring. He grabs her, kicking his leg with a massive DDT.

He rolls off, his eyes intense as he looks at the camera.

He picks Lucy up the hair. He says something to her as he whips her into the ropes again. He goes for the clothesline, but Lucy ducks, coming off the ropes with a forearm to take Trent down. Killjoy pops up immediately, looking at her with a sick smile.

St. James: It had no effect! It’s like Lucy didn’t even touch him!

London: Not gonna lie, he kinda scares me.

The two “number one contenders” to the Rise World Title circle again, locking up. Trent locks her into a headlock. He has a sick look on his face again as he wrenches, eventually using torque to bring her to one knee.

Lucy is doing what she can to get out of it. She punches and kicks at his leg, but the hold is firm. He switches his leverage and put a knee into her back, pulling on her upper back and shoulders. She grimaces.

Desperation setting in as she feels herself fading, she is able to get a pele kick to Trent’s head to break the hold. When he lets go she gets up quickly, knowing she has to get on offense and off the defensive.

Trent is waiting. She turns into a back body drop.

Trent yells at the OCW staff to open the casket. He was to make light work of the so called number 1 contender.

He picks her up by her red hair. He walks her over towards the ropes, where are the casket sits below. She senses this. Just as he goes to toss her over and into it she kicks back like a horse, connecting with his leg. He yells out and stumbles back, holding his leg. She kicks again, taking him to one knee as the leg gives out and then comes off the ropes with a shining wizard. Her knee connects with his face. She glances over at the now re-closed casket, and smirks. Clubbing Trent in the upper back, she sweeps his legs when he goes to stand up. He pops up quick and she sweeps his legs out again. Balling up her fist, she drops down and plants it directly between Trent’s eyes.

She runs and comes off the ropes with a moonsault, connecting. Normally, she would attempt a pin here but there are no pinfalls. Lucy picks Trent up and kicks him in that injured leg again, and again it gives out. Lucy is feeling ruthless now, as she knows what a win over a name like Trent Killjoy would mean.

St. James: Evil intentions here from Ms. Sixx, she wants to continue to take out that center of gravity.

She grabs his leg and pulls it out, going to wrap it around the ring post. He begins to flail his leg, not wanting her to accomplish what she has in mind. She is determined.

Finally, he is able to kick her off of him. She lets go for long enough for him to get out of that position. He quickly tries to get to his feet but realizes that that leg is worse for wear. He is a bit gimpy. Lucy is back up on the ring apron now, and sees this. Trent, wincing, tries to come at her. In a quick trigger decision, Lucy pulls the brass knuckles out of her bra.

They still have Leon Dreads blood on them.

He falls into the turnbuckle as she hits a drop toe hold on him once back in the ring. He bounces off, his torso colliding with the top rope.

She licks the knuckles, freeing them of the blood stains from Leon.

Hansley: Got rid of those, now she wants to add new ones!

London: I am....dis-gust-ed.

St. James: Trent in a bad way here. He seems out of sorts tonight. This isn't the same Trent Killjoy we saw at Revival!

She swings, going for the killshot.

Trent ducks.

She spins around.

SPINEBUSTER!!!!!!!!!

Killjoy plants her in the center of the ring.

Trent looks at security. They go to open the casket but his gaze quickly moves away. Instead, he glances to the top rope. The crowd buzzes.

He climbs to the top. Lucy is starting to stir. He puts his arms up and pumps up the crowd a bit, then jumps.

Swanton Bomb!!!!!!!

He got all of it!

London: I think this one is over.

Hansley: If it is, it'll be the quickest casket match I've ever seen!

He looks over and see's the knucks sitting there, and a smile crosses his face. He picks them up, slipping them onto his hand. He looks at them for a moment.......then........just as Lucy is using the ropes to get to her feet.......

He slips them into his tights!

Hansley: Saving them for later?

London: I can't even begin to fathom.....

Hansley: They have Lucy's spit on them he could be......

London: Stop it.

St. James: Killjoy is sizing her up!

He picks her up, hitting and atomic drop. She stumbles back and he clotheslines her over the ropes. She tumbles into the casket, and the security closes the lid. He falls back, holding his leg as the bell rings.

Marlena Sanchez: YOUR WINNER, TRENT KILLJOY......

Hazel Harper smiles, bringing the mic to her lips but Destiny cuts her off.

Destiny Michaels was not in a good mood. Some tears were trickling down her beautiful face.

Destiny: I know what you are going to say. Yes, I took my eyes off of the prize. I'm not perfect. I admit that I make mistakes. This is a learning experience that i don't want to make again. Please leave me alone. . I try again. .

She goes to her locker room where Benjamin is there to comfort her. The door slams.

Hazel has an awkward look on her face and forces a smile as the OCW cameras cut away.

Three Strikes' You're Out

Multiple-fall match where wrestlers must achieve three victories of a specific nature in a specific order before the other.

The three strikes are pinfall, submission and knockout.....in THAT order.

OCW cameras cut back to the ring where Diamond already stands, her baseball bat ready. She is looking to inflict pain on the big man.

St. James: I think she genuinely enjoys pain. I really do.

Hansley: Broad isn’t all there upstairs, that’s for sure.

London: If you both remember, she was seconds away from winning the Elevate Title at REVIVAL. She has to be considered the #1 contender, no?

Diamond seems impatient, she wants to get things going.

Just when Cage’s music is about to hit, the RISE-TRON comes on. It is in the backstage area, and Cage is down on the ground. He is holding his knee and in a lot of pain. A hooded figure in a black cloak is seen fleeing the scene dropping a pipe behind them.

St. James: What the hell is this?! Someone just attacked Cage Eames in the backstage area, and he appears to be hurt badly!

EMT’s as well as security rush to him, checking on him as he writhes, wincing and moaning, holding his knee.

Hansley: That is a big man. He is not taken down easily!

Medical staff clears a path and checks his leg. RISE GM Jolie is there, too, running her hands through her hair, looking nervous.

London: I mean, you guys saw what happened on the Anarchy portion of REVIVAL. This screams Chris Chaos.

St. James: But, what beef would he have with Cage Eames? It just doesn’t make sense!

Hansley: That figure is much too small to be the 6’5 Chaos!

London: Myst?!

St. James: Again though, WHY?!

Jolie: I am going to fix this! They are NOT getting away with this on MY show!

Diamond is protesting to the ref. She is upset….she WANTED to cause pain.

Camera’s cut back to EMT’s putting an immobilizer brace on Cage’s leg. One says to the other “ACL, I THINK. MAYBE PCL, TOO”

St. James: Oh god, he’s out for a long time if that’s the case!

Jolie Vexx walks out with a mic in her hand.

Jolie: Diamond……..baby girl, I get it. I am just as upset as you are! I booked this match, and I thought it was a cool concept! You came within a second of winning the Elevate title, and I know you are going to be successful as hell here!

She walks down the ramp and to the ring.

Jolie: I am giving you this victory……..Marlena…….

The announcer nods.

MARLENA SANCHEZ: YOUR WINNER BY MEDICAL FORFEIT, DIAMOND ROSEEEEEEE!

Jolie: Thank you.

Rose is upset. This is not the way she wanted to win, and she is slamming the turnbuckle with her baseball bat.

Jolie: I understand that this is NOT the way you wanted a victory. I am sorry, I hate that for you……..but I will give you a chance at redemption. A chance to get a piece of someone’s ass. That hooded figure………

The crowd pops as the hooded figure walks out onto the rampway, the pipe back in hand.

Jolie: Yes, you. You may think you’re slick. You may think you got one over on me……..but I know what you want. I know what makes you tick. What makes your engine churn.

The hooded figure made a belt symbol in their waist.

Jolie: Yes. But after what you pulled at Revival and just now, do you really think I am going to give you a shot at Spencer Adams? No way jose!

The hooded figure shrugs, turning back around to go backstage.

Jolie: BUTTTTTTTTTTT………..

They turn around.

Jolie: Diamond here wants that belt also. She’s also ready to fight. SO here is what we’re gonna do……..next Rise……..it will be YOU versus Diamond……SAME MATCH. The match we were supposed to have tonight. The winner of that match will get an Elevate title shot at Ashes to Ashes. You have my word. You can have the shot, but you have to EARN it.

The figure begins to walk down the ramp.

Jolie: Oh, and before I go……I know who you are. You don’t think I know what goes on on my show? I’m more than just hair dye and fake tits, Val……..”

St. James: WHAT?! Did she just say……

Jolie: So if you want this match, or ANY match, EVER again on my show…….pull down that hood, show us who you are.

The figure stands there.

Jolie: Times ticking. Take off the hood, and the opportunity is yours. Refuse, and not only will you never get a title shot……I’ll……I’ll………”

She snarled her lip.

Jolie: I’ll fire you right here right now!

CROWD: SHOW US, SHOW US, SHOW US, SHOW US

The figure reaches a hand up and takes down the hood, showing HER face.

St. James: My god! It’s Valkyrie Venom! That’s what she meant when she said Val!

Jolie smiles.

Jolie: Good choice. You better hope to god you win next week, that this was all worth it.

Valkyrie stares a hole through her.

Jolie: Oh, and to prevent any more shenanigans this week…..I am having security escort you from the building. See ya next week, Ms. Venom…….”

Jolie drops the mic as a team of security walks out, ushering Valkyrie back as her and Diamond, who's still in the ring, exchange shouting words.

OCW comes back from commercial and the camera is panning the front row. It stops on a heavily tattooed and muscled man with a Mohawk wearing an O.C.W. t-shirt cut into a tank top. He smiles at the camera, exposing his missing top two front teeth, while raising a cup of beer as a toast. He drains the cup and drops it on the floor.

Paris London: What a charming fellow…

Fletcher St. James: That is one of RISE’s newest signees, BRADDOCK!

Tyler Hansley: Are we getting our talent out of Supermax prisons now?

BRADDOCK downs another cup of beer before dragging his thumb across his throat.

The drumline for ANGST hits, and Colossus makes his way out to the ramp. He roars, pounding in his chest like a silverback gorilla as he eyes his next meal. His manager, Dick Trickle, walks behind him, yelling about how unstoppable he is.

Marlena Sanchez: “And his opponent, weighing 450 pounds and hailing from Van Meter, Iowa……..”The Van Meter Monster”.........COLLLLLLOOSSSSSUUUSSSSS”

Dick Trickle is walking behind him, hyping up his monster and yelling at heckling fans as they make their way down the long ramp. He doesn’t say a word but continues to walk, staring straight ahead.

He walks slowly down to the ring like impending room, like the executioner going to the gallows with his prisoner, and walks up the steps and into the ring. If he is out first, he grabs the ropes and shakes them, making the ring shake. If he is out second, he rubs his belly while looking at the entrance way.

The opening baseline of No. 99 by Joey Bada$$ hits the PA and a spotlight pans over the crowd in search of Spencer before a camera cut shows us Spencer being escorted by a group of masked fans through the arena before the group eventually reaches a staircase between sections.

With the chorus playing out, the crowd’s chants of “BADMON!” carry throughout. Spencer marches down the stairs before hoping over and sitting atop the barricade. He looks over the crowd and raises an arm and pointed finger towards different parts of the crowd as he mouths the words “What’s my name?” for continued call and response.

Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 190 pounds! STANDING at five feet eleven inches….”BAAAAADMON” SPEEEEENCER ADAAAAAMS!

Spencer pushes off and rolls into the ring nodding along to the song before dapping up the ring announcer and leaning against a corner in anticipation.

St. James: Why does this entrance always give me goosebumps?

Hansley: Because you're a pansy?

London: Boys, play nice!

Spencer Adams and the big monster stare eye to eye. Spencer narrows his, he refuses to give the big man any leverage mentally. He is not afraid. Colossus snort-laughs. He puts a finger out and puts it on Spencers forehead, pushing him back.

The RISE CHAMPION explodes with a series of hard right hands, throwing his all into attacking the big, arrogant monster. Colossus barely moves, only taking one step back despite the champs best efforts. Spencer looks like a boxer, throwing body blows and haymakers, but Colossus barely seems fazed. Spencer begins to tire, and Colossus steals the opportunity to headbut Adams. He falls back and lands on his backside.

Dick Trickle laughs from outside.

Spencer gets back to his feet, looking at the big man incredulously. The two circle, and tie up. Colossus tosses him into the corner like it’s nothing.

St. James: This is a total physical mismatch. Spencer has been fed to the beast here for his comments about management, and this one COULD be over before it gets started!

Halsey: What are you on drugs Fletch? That’s our champion! He’ll find a way.

Colossus walks to the corner. He is taking his time. Spencer begins to fight again, throwing punches to back the big man off, give himself some space/time. Colossus grabs him by the head and tosses him out into the middle of the ring, landing hard on his back. With a snarl, Colossus comes off the ropes and drops his big thigh over the champ with a leg drop.

London: Oh! What impact!

He picks up Spencer by the head and grins an arrogant grin. He tosses Spencer into the other corner, where he lands hard, back first against the turnbuckle. This time, the big man runs. He is going for the splash. The crowd roars as Spencer moves, sliding under the legs of Colossus. The big man spins around and Spencer hits a drop kick, backing him up. Now it’s Colossus with his back to the turnbuckle. Spencer throws a hand up to the crowd, pumping them up a bit, as he rears back.

CHOP!

OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH

CHOP!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH

CHOP!

OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

He chops a 4th time. The big man winces a bit as Spencer jumps, his legs on either side of him as he balances on the middle rope. He says something to the giant, and then yells.

“ALABAMA!”

The crowd pops.

He begins to rain fists down onto the masked head of Colossus, and the crowd counts along with their champion,

1

2

3

4

5

6

7

8

9

1—---

As if a sudden rush of adrenaline hit him, the monster hooks the waist and walks a few steps out. Spence fires a few more shots.

But no avail.

POWERBOMB IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!

St. James: Good god! That will rattle your bones!

Colossus arrogantly steps on the chest of Spencer Adams. The ref drops down to count. Trickle counts with them.

1

2

SPENCER GETS A SHOULDER UP!

The crowd cheers as Colossus grins. He gets to punish the brash champion some more. With a grunt of pleasure he bends down and grabs the champ, hoisting him up. He holds him out in from of him and is going for a sit-out powerbomb when Spencer wraps his legs around, and his arms, like a Koala.

London: Bear hug! Spencer with a veteran move here to buy himself some sort of time. He’s latching on here like a bear in a tree!

Spencer head buts the big man, getting him to loosen his grip and eventually drop him. A woozy champ lands on his feet, and goes for the short arm clothesline. He hits, but still, Colossus doesn’t leave his feet.

Adams comes off the ropes, goes for a shoulder block. He hits it, but it barely moves Colossus. He goes for a shoulder block again, and again connects. The man steps back a few steps, but doesn’t leave his feet. Spencer comes off the ropes for a third shoulder block but Colossus gets a big boot up and damn near takes his head off!

Colossus smirks again, as Dick claps from the outside. He looks over the commentary team ringside.

St. James: Dear lord this man is a monster. Spencer can’t get off the blocks here, and he is one of the best athlete’s I’ve ever seen in the ring!

Hansley: I may have spoke too soon earlier. Spencer appears to be in over his head here!

Colossus picks him up again, assumingly going for the killshot. Spencer chops at his knees, causing him to buckle. He sees that SOMETHING is working, and chops the back of the knee again. The big man goes to one knee, but quickly gets back to wobbly legs. Spencer comes off the ropes and dropkicks the legs of Colossus, and it finally gets him off his feet!

The crowd roars as Colossus is not on a vertical base for the first time all match. He is grabbing at his knee as he gets up on one.

Out of nowhere.

KINSHASA!!!!!!!!!

St. James: 99 problems!!!!!!! That’s the move that put away Killjoy! Can the champ put away the nearly 500 pound monster???!!!!!!!!!’

He drops into a cover.

The crowd, loudly, counts along.

1

2

3–COLOSSUS GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Adams slaps the map. He knows that was as good of a chance as he’s gonna get.

Spencer knows he has to stay on the offense, however, and when Colossus gets back to a knee he comes off the ropes.

BULLDOG.

The big man is planted in the center of the ring and Spencer speeds to the top rope. The crowd is behind him . He goes for the moonsault, jumping high in the air with a flip.

He seems to be going in slow motion in the air…..

He lands, but Colossus has his knees up. Spencer crumbles as he comes down on the knees of the big man. The crowd OOOOHSSSS

St. James: CRASH AND BURN!

Hansley: That’ll break some ribs for sure!

He rolls off, coughing. A look of pain on his face as he holds his midsection and closes his eyes.

Colossus is back to his feet as Dick is on the outside, yelling about finishing the job.

A cocky Colossus picks him back up. He picks him up over his head and drops him with a power slam. He drags Spencer over to the turnbuckle. He climbs to the middle rope and begins to bounce. The crowd boos as he flies off.

COLOSSUS CRUNCH!! (vader bomb)

Colossus, satisfied with his kill, decides to pin the champ.

He hooks the leg.

St. James: You gotta believe this one is over.

London: Yes, sadly.

1

2

3—--

The ref pulls up. He is pulled out of the ring. The crowd cheers as someone slides into the ring.

To help Spencer?

Hansley: It’s Killjoy! Trent Killjoy is here!

St. James: But is he here to help Spencer?!

Hansley: Why the hell would he do that?!

St. James: Maybe he’s got a heart! A black heart, but a heart none-the-less!

Colossus stands up, staring at Trent. He smirks, walking over to the much smaller man. Much like Spencer, he didn’t back down. The two are nose to nose.

The crowd is pumped, wanting to see what is going to happen. Killyjoy smiles, and pulls the brass knucks from earlier out of his waistband. He slips them on. He turns to look at Spencer, who–still wincing and in bad shape–is pulling himself up, He doesn’t notice Trent, yet.

The two in the ring turn towards him.

Hansley: Told ya! Killjoy wants that title, and a weakened champion is a vulnerable one!

St. James: I thought Killjoy had more class than this!

London: Really?

The two walk towards Spencer like the executioners going to the gallows, when Killyjoy stops. Colossus turns to see why he stopped.

BANG!!!!!!!!!!

Killjoy lays out the big man with the knucks!

Colossus is down!

Killjoy, seeing where the ref is stirring, slides out of the ring. Just as Spencer is beginning to catch his bearings, Killyjoy slips the knucks on the still woozy Adams. He doesn’t seem to notice. Spencer, wincing, is up and the crowd tries to warn him. He stumbles to the middle of the ring and sees the big man laid out. He happens to look down at his hand and his eyes go wide as he notices the brass knuckles he didn’t remember putting on. He looks back up and the ref is standing there. He sees this and puts two and two together, calling for the bell.

St. James: NO! NO! Killjoy just cost Spencer Adams the match!

Hansley: Who are you fooling it was over anyway! If anything, he did him a favor!

St. James: You don’t know that!

The crowd boos as Marlena comes over the mic.

Marlena Sanchez: Here is your winner by disqualification……….Colossus!

The big man is just starting to come around when Spencer turns to see Trent backing up the ramp, a big smile on his face!

Spencer stands on the ropes and yells, taunting him to come back into the ring.

St. James: Damnit! Killjoy just cost the champ here and I have a feeling it's NOT over between these two!

Jenny Myst appears on screen. The crowd buzzes. Jenny smiles.

Jenny Myst: "I just want to say congratulations to Spirit U. Carley Black and Ariana Decker.....the most cliché team in the history of wrestling. Two cheerleaders. Well......now you're about to make that big jump. Now you're about to come to the big leagues. You're about to understand that this is a business, its not all fun and games. You've managed to beat two newbies and lock yourselves in to a date with Mandii and I--the APEX predators--as members of the Tag Tournament Finals. If you two think you have a chance--which is adorable by the way--I just wanted to say congratulations. This is going to be your Super Bowl next Anarchy and you will on the losing team.

Have fun and enjoy the rest of the JV show everyone, and if you want to see some REAL wrestling on a REAL network, make sure you tune in Tuesday Night."

A crow landing on a perch, zooming out to a tall dark city street. Bear Braddock immediately takes focus from behind under an overhang on a cold rainy night. The location could be anywhere, a mixture of smoke circles and cold breath rise above his head, an old tabacco pipe in his right hand, left shoulder leaning against a building as though waiting for something. He turns his back to the wall, then grimaces, presumably from the gash left healing after his recent ritual in the rotted wood hut where he seems to dwell. White and black makeup cover from his forehead to his jaw. A few cars pass by the desolate street, as he sighs and begins to recant something gently to himself. The crow caws and flies off into the distant shadowy sky. Bear begins to whistle a comforting tone, before voice takes hold setting the mood.

Whistling something,
I remember as a child,
Sung so softly,
Tender and mild.

The tune is comfort,
Instantly taking me back,
To a moment,
Warm, when nothing lacked.

Indulging my senses,
A lesson in humility,
Reminding me how,
Carefree I used to see.

Feeling of innocence,
What a place to be,
Momentarily lost,
In a whistling memory.

Sought by lasting connections,
Throughout many directions,
An ideal still remains,
To OCW, virtue accompanies names.

Well though suffering on,
In physical motions beyond,
Every iota of faith,
Around the same time every day.

There just past valleys of shade,
In ubiquitous echoes outcasts gave,
Realizations enough to send,
Epiphanies shaking the tender linchpin.

ThE WiTcH DoCtOr blows out a long stream of smoke, seen in the evaporation is the phrase "Kill the Outcasts". The crow lands on his shoulder, as the omen takes hold and a steady black takes the screen.

Marlena Sanchez is in the ring as the camera's cut back to the action.

Marlena: This match is set for one fall with a 15 minute time limit. It is tonight's Main Event, and is for the RISE: ELEVATE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!

Benjamin's theme blasts over the PA systems as Benjamin Maddox walks out on stage and looks at the fans and then looks up at the ceiling of the arena. He shakes it off as many emotions run through his body he walks down the ramp receiving a mixed reaction.

MARLENA SANCHEZ: Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York. Standing 6'4" and weighing 250 pounds........he is the challenger........Benjamin Maddox!!!!!!

He then does a running front flip into the ring and then runs over to the nearest turnbuckle and panders to the crowd before awaiting the start of the matchup in his corner.

St. James: The biggest match of this young man's career. The Elevate Title, which is defended every show, would be a great resume builder here for this young talent. But he has to go through a very game Ciela Luiz to do so!

We see Destiny Michaels watching from the locker room, her hands on her face, clearly nervous for her man in the biggest match of his career.

MARLENA SANCHEZ: AND HIS OPPONENT........from LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA. She is the ELEVATE CHAMPION....................CIELA LUIZ!!

Ciela walks out, the green hue encompassing the arena. She slowly makes her way down to the ring, and walks up the steps.

St. James: Don't let the creepiness fool you, Ciela is a big time player.

London: She showed that at Revival! She has what it takes to be in the title picture for a long time to come!

She hands the belt to the ref as the bell rings.

15:00

The match begins with Ciela Luiz and Benjamin Maddox standing in their respective corners, sizing each other up. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation as the bell rings to start the match. Ciela and Benjamin circle each other, locking up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. They jockey for position, each trying to gain the upper hand. Benjamin manages to push Ciela back into the corner, but she quickly reverses, driving her knee into his midsection and hitting him with a sharp forearm to the jaw.

Benjamin staggers back, and Ciela follows up with a series of rapid strikes and kicks, targeting his legs and midsection. She whips him into the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Benjamin ducks and comes back with a stiff lariat that sends Ciela crashing to the mat.

Hansley: Hard shot there by Benjamin, who so far is holding his own against the champ.

London: Benjamin is very talented, but he is going to have to move quickly here because if the time runs out, he loses his shot!

St. James: We don't even have 15 minutes left! If he wants to win the title ON AIR he's gonna have to do it soon!

As Ciela starts to get up, Benjamin pulls her into a side headlock, applying pressure to her neck. She struggles to break free, using her strength to push him off and send him into the ropes. As he rebounds, Ciela leaps and catches him with a dropkick, sending him sprawling to the canvas. Ciela capitalizes on the opening and goes for a quick cover.

1

2

KICKOUT by Benjamin. The referee notifies Ciela that she only got a two count.

10:00

She pulls him up, setting him up for a suplex, but Benjamin counters with a knee to her gut and then hits a snap suplex of his own. Benjamin keeps up the pressure, delivering a barrage of strikes and grapples to wear down Ciela. He focuses on her arms and shoulders, trying to weaken her for a possible submission hold later in the match.

St. James: Smart strategy here. Wear the time traveler down. Don't let her her get her bearings.

Ciela fights back, using her agility and quickness to dodge Benjamin's attacks. She lands a series of kicks to his legs, attempting to slow him down. Ciela then goes for a springboard move off the ropes, but Benjamin catches her mid-air and slams her down with a powerslam. Benjamin goes for the cover.

1

2

3.

NO! KICKOUT by Ciela. The referee notifies that she had just managed to get her arm up.

7:00

Frustrated, he pulls her up and whips her into the corner. As he charges in for a splash, Ciela moves out of the way, causing Benjamin to crash into the turnbuckles. Ciela seizes the opportunity and climbs the ropes, launching herself into the air with a crossbody that takes Benjamin down. She goes for another pin attempt, but Benjamin kicks out again.

The match continues with both competitors exchanging strikes, holds, and high-impact moves. Ciela showcases her aerial skills, hitting Benjamin with a springboard dropkick and a flying forearm off the top rope. Meanwhile, Benjamin relies on his power, hitting Ciela with a spinebuster and a running powerslam. He tries to lock in a submission hold, but Ciela manages to reach the ropes, forcing a break.

5:00

As the match enters its later stages, both competitors show signs of exhaustion. Ciela unleashes a flurry of kicks and knees, staggering Benjamin. She then hits him with a shining wizard, sending him to the mat. Ciela ascends to the top rope once more, preparing for a high-risk maneuver. She leaps off, attempting a diving crossbody, but Benjamin catches her in mid-air and counters with a devastating spinebuster.

With Ciela down, Benjamin seizes the opportunity to go for the win. He lifts her up and sets her up for a powerbomb. Just as he's about to execute the move, Ciela manages to wriggle free and rolls him up in a surprise small package.

1

2

He pops out of it!

Ciela is frustrated that she couldn't steal one. They both glance up at the clock.

2:43

Both competitors get to their feet. The time is winding.

St. James: Clock is dwindling here. If you're Ciela, you just want to play the defense game. Waste time, preserve damage, and get out of here with the title.

Hansley: She's a competitor, Fletch. She wants to win, not draw!

Ciela swings, but Ben is able to grab her arm and drag her. He comes off the ropes and hits a basement drop kick to her lower back. She winces and grabs her back. He comes off the ropes again and knees her in the back of the neck. He looks up at the clock.

1:30

He looks at the downed champ.......and his eyes go wide. The crowd buzzes we ramps up. He goes to the ropes.....bouncing on the middle one.........

Maddassault(Springboard Moonsault)

He looks the leg!

The crowd chants along.

1

2

3!!!!!!

The crowd doesn't know what to make of it! They just saw a title change and a CLEAN finish!

He rolls off, his hands on his face, he can't believe it!

MARLENA SANCHEZ: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND NNNEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW ELEVATE CHAMPION, BENJAMIN MADDDDDDDOOXXXXX!

The ref enters the ring with his belt, putting it in his hand as he holds it up! Destiny is in the ring now and jumps into his arms! They hug and celebrate the win!

Hansley: Shortest title reign I think I've ever seen!

St. James: But here's to Ben! The younger brother whose always been counted out, always in the shadow of Michael, and always given the short end of the stick. He did and he did it clean! Here's to ya kid! Go celebrate this one!"

Rise goes off the air with confetti falling, and Destiny and Michael arm and arm in the ring with the belt!

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