Post by Admin on Sept 13, 2024 13:32:03 GMT -5
PRE-SHOW SEGMENT
Earlier in the Day
“Spoiled” Summer Page is walking into the backstage area of the Crypto.com Arena. She is wearing a black Gucci Shetland Wool short jumpsuit with a pair of black Gucci Marina sandals with a gold chain. Summer slides off her Gucci gold and pink Aviator sunglasses and hangs her sunglasses from her jumpsuit. Suddenly AAW backstage interviewer Alyssa Morgan approaches Summer.
Alyssa Morgan:Hello Summer. I am AAW backstage interviewer, Alyssa Morgan, and I’d love to get a word with you as we head into our debut of Friday Night Impact?
“Spoiled” Summer Page:Nice to meet you and I’d be pleased to chat with you, Alyssa.
Alyssa Morgan:Great! You met with All Action Wrestling owner Tristian King after the card's first Impact show was announced so you’ll just be here to watch tonight’s show. Before we get there we would all love to know what brought you to All Action Wrestling?
“Spoiled” Summer Page:I tell you Alyssa that Tristian put together a very lucrative offer and believe me I am more than pleased with the numbers and perks that were agreed upon but as I am sure you are well aware of that my sisters and I grew up in the lap of luxury so the money isn’t my driving force.
Summer whispers to Alyssa.
“Spoiled” Summer Page:Just don’t tell Tristian.
Summer smiles and winks at Alyssa.
“Spoiled” Summer Page:But why am I here in AAW? The incredible roster Tristian has put together thus far. Getting people like Mac Bane and Thaddues Duke to join AAW that is saying a lot. AAW management is full of incredible people, and when anyone thinks about it objectively AAW has so much potential that I knew I had to be here to be a part of it…Plus AAW being based in Los Angeles doesn’t hurt, as well.
Alyssa Morgan:Now that you are officially signed, what is the first thing on your AAW agenda?
“Spoiled” Summer Page:I’m sure anyone and everyone can guess but I obviously want a chance to become the All Action Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion so I am very interested in seeing what happens in the Champion’s Conquest Match. I must admit I am not trying to be too vague Alyssa but what happens after that is you’ll just have to wait and see.
Alyssa Morgan:Well thank you, Summer.
“Spoiled” Summer Page:You’re welcome, Alyssa. This has been a pleasure and I hope we can do this again.
Summer smiles and continues to walk into the Crypto.Com Arena.
AAW Impact Pre-Show Kickoff Segment
The AAW Impact pre-show kicks off with a shot of the vibrant set, showcasing the iconic Los Angeles skyline in the background. Seated at the desk are commentators Ray Carter and Jay Walker, alongside backstage correspondent Alyssa Morgan, who brings her infectious energy to the panel. The atmosphere is electric as the team gears up to break down the first AAW Impact show.
Ray Carter: Welcome, everyone, to the AAW Impact pre-show! I’m Ray Carter, here with the voice of AAW, Jay Walker, and our always insightful backstage correspondent, Alyssa Morgan. Tonight’s the night we’ve all been waiting for the debut of All Action Wrestling, right here at the Crypto.com Arena in Los Angeles, California!
Jay Walker: That’s right, Ray. The excitement is off the charts, and we’ve got a stacked card tonight to kick things off. We’re going to see some of the best talent in the business compete for the chance to become the first-ever AAW United States Champion. But before we dive into that, I want to take a moment to acknowledge how big of a deal this is. We’re making history tonight!
Alyssa Morgan: It’s incredible to think about the journey that’s led us here. And it’s all thanks to AAW’s owner, Tristian King, who’s managed to bring together some of the most talented wrestlers from around the globe. We’re talking about huge signings like Summer Page, Mac Bane, Thaddeus Duke, and many more. It’s a great time to be a wrestling fan!
(The camera pans to reveal AAW Owner Tristian King approaching the desk, a broad smile on his face. He shakes hands with each of the panelists before taking a seat.)
Tristian King: Thank you, thank you. It’s great to be here, and I couldn’t be more excited for the launch of AAW Impact. This is a dream come true for me. As a lifelong fan of wrestling, I wanted to create something special, something that the fans can truly connect with. And to do that, I needed the best talent, and that’s exactly what we’ve got. From legends like Mac Bane, Ken Davison, John Blade to rising stars like Axel Shaw, Misery, this roster is stacked. We’re here to bring you the best action possible, and tonight’s just the beginning.
Ray Carter: You’ve really hit it out of the park, Tristian. Looking at tonight’s card, the stakes are high with the Inaugural United States Championship Tournament kicking off. Let’s dive into the first match: a Triple Threat Match featuring Ken Davison, Just Cause, and Karly Ward.
Jay Walker: This one’s going to be a banger, Ray. Ken Davison is a 28-year veteran with World Championships across four decades. The guy’s a legend with a vicious streak that’s still very much alive. But Just Cause and Karly Ward aren’t pushovers. Just Cause has been making waves with his high-risk style, and Karly Ward, the social media influencer, brings a unique mix of athleticism and mind games. This is going to set the tone for the night.
Alyssa Morgan: I’m excited to see Karly Ward in action. She’s got a lot to prove tonight, and going up against veterans like Davison and Just Cause is no small task. It’ll be interesting to see how she handles the pressure.
Ray Carter: Next up, we’ve got Jay Vaughan taking on Koa Tautala in another first-round match for the U.S. Championship Tournament. Jay is no stranger to big matches he’s the nephew of IIW owner Osh Vaughan, so he’s got wrestling in his blood. But Koa Tautala, the powerhouse from California, is looking to make a statement. This one’s going to be physical.
Jay Walker: And that’s not all, folks. In the third match of the night, we’ve got Thaddeus Duke, one of the biggest stars in pro wrestling, facing off against Latoya Hixx. Thaddeus Duke is a game-changer for AAW; his presence alone elevates this roster. He’s young, he’s cocky, and he’s got the skills to back it up. But Latoya Hixx is a fighter, and she won’t go down easy."
Alyssa Morgan: Thaddeus Duke is definitely a huge signing, and tonight’s his chance to show why he’s considered an icon at just 26 years old. But Latoya Hixx is coming in hungry, and you know she’s going to give it her all.
Ray Carter: And then, the main event a Champions Conquest Match that’s unlike anything we’ve seen before. Eight competitors, four holding boxes, and only four will advance to Phase 2 for the chance to grab a championship briefcase. We’ve got Anthony King, Misery, John Blade, TJ Alexander, Mac Bane, Axel Shaw, Nicky Douché, and Kyra ‘KJ’ Davison. This match has everything: veterans, rising stars, and even some mystery.
Jay Walker: This is going to be a war. Mac Bane, a second-generation wrestler and a former SCW World Champion, brings his veteran experience and his military background to the table. Nicky Douché is decorated with titles across multiple promotions, and he’s not going to back down from anyone. And then there’s Misery, the ‘Equal Opportunity Killer’ we don’t know much about him, but what we do know is that he’s dangerous.
Ray Carter: Can't forget about the daredevil TJ Alexander, this is the type of match that his style would flourish in, and not to mention Axel Shaw is hungry and motivated to make an impact. I also wouldn't sleep on KJ in this match, she's a brawler and can take to anyone no matter their size and it makes her a wild card in this match to me.
Alyssa Morgan: I can’t wait to see how this one unfolds. The stakes are incredibly high, and with the element of surprise in the second phase, anything can happen. Plus, the winner who gets the empty briefcase gets a mystery, so there’s no such thing as losing in this match.
Tristian King: Exactly, Alyssa. This is just a taste of what AAW is about. We’ve got the best talent, the best matches, and we’re here to give the fans an unforgettable experience. And it’s not just about tonight our roster is full of amazing talents like Jack ‘Ironman’ Stanton, Noah ‘The Nomad’ Stroud, Salvatore Impasato, Ace Sky and Summer Page. These wrestlers are going to make a huge impact in the weeks and months to come.
Ray Carter: Well, there you have it, folks! AAW Impact is ready to make history tonight. Tristian, thank you for joining us, and good luck with the show.
Tristian King: Thanks, Ray. And to all the fans watching, get ready, because AAW Impact is about to change the game. Let’s do this!
The camera pans out as the crowd roars, and the pre-show panel wraps up, leaving the audience eagerly anticipating the start of AAW Impact.
SHOW OPENING SEGMENT
The lights inside the Crypto.com Arena dim as the buzzing crowd eagerly anticipates the start of the inaugural episode of AAW Impact. Suddenly, a massive pyrotechnic display ignites, sending waves of energy through the packed Los Angeles crowd. The cameras sweep across the electrified audience before cutting to a dynamic video package showcasing the roster's top talent.
The screen flickers with the determined gaze of Jay Vaughn before transitioning to the raw intensity of Mac Bane, who smirks confidently. Axel Shaw is shown delivering a powerful strike, followed by Thaddeus Duke looking confident . The speed and agility of TJ Alexander are highlighted next, before Latoya Hixx is shown standing tall in the center of the ring, brimming with confidence. John Blade pumps his fists, rallying the crowd, as Just Cause executes a picture-perfect suplex. The package concludes with the fierce intensity of Karly Ward, the intense focus of Misery, and the unyielding focus of Kyra "KJ" Davison, then we see the confident big smile of Nickey Douché . As the video fades out, the screen explodes with the AAW logo, and the words "AAW Impact" flash across the screen.
The cameras then cut to ringside, where Ray Carter and Jay Walker are standing by, microphones in hand, beaming with excitement.
Ray Carter: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the very first episode of AAW Impact! We are live from the Crypto.com Arena here in Los Angeles, California, and what a night we've got in store for you!
Jay Walker: That's right, Ray! We've got an absolutely stacked lineup tonight, featuring some of the best wrestlers from around the globe! This is the dawn of a new era in professional wrestling, and we couldn't be more excited to be here, calling the action!
Ray Carter: And it's not just the talent in the ring take a look at what we've got in the ring right now! The World Championship, the Intercontinental Championship, the Impact Championship, and the U.S. Championship, all on display for the first time!
The camera shifts to the center of the ring, where General Manager Shaun Hart** stands proudly alongside AAW Owner Tristian King. The four prestigious championships are showcased on elegant podiums, shimmering under the bright arena lights.
Tristian King: Thank you, Los Angeles, for that incredible welcome! This has been a long time coming, and I'm beyond excited to finally deliver what we've all been waiting for a fresh, new product that puts the fans and the wrestlers at the forefront.
The crowd erupts into cheers as King takes a moment to appreciate the energy in the arena.
Tristian King Now, I'm not the type of owner who needs to be in the spotlight. This company is about you the fans and the incredible talent in that locker room. We're here to give you the very best, every single week. So with that said, I'm going to step aside and let the man who makes it all happen, our General Manager, Shaun Hart, take over!"
King gestures toward Shaun Hart before taking a step back, letting Hart address the eager crowd.
Shaun Hart steps forward, adjusting his tie as he takes the microphone, his presence commanding attention.
Shaun Hart: Thank you, Tristian. And thank you, Los Angeles! It's an honor to be standing here tonight, in front of such an amazing crowd, as we kick off what will undoubtedly be a historic journey. Now, for those of you who may not know, I'm no stranger to being a General Manager. I had the privilege of leading one of the greatest wrestling promotions out there IIW. But tonight marks the beginning of a new chapter in my already successful career.
He pauses, letting the crowd's cheers fill the arena.
Shaun Hart: Tristian King has a vision to take All Action Wrestling to the pinnacle of professional wrestling, and I'm here to help make that vision a reality. We have the talent, the drive, and the passion to dominate this industry, and it all starts right here, right now!
The fans respond with an even louder ovation as Hart continues.
Shaun Hart: And what better way to kick things off than with the incredible match card we have lined up for you tonight? We're starting strong with the United States Title Tournament, showcasing some of the best competitors you'll ever see step into this ring. And that's not all our Main Event tonight is going to be something truly special, the kind of match that sets the tone for what AAW is all about.
He smirks, his confidence infectious.
Shaun Hart: So, buckle up, because this is just the beginning. Welcome to All Action Wrestling, where we don’t just promise excellence we deliver it. And tonight, we prove that to the world.
Hart lowers the microphone as the crowd roars, anticipation building for the first match of the night. The camera zooms in on the four championships, gleaming under the spotlight, before cutting to a commercial break.
SEGMENT
Backstage at the Crypto.com Arena in Los Angeles, we find Head of Security Jake Stevens standing outside of a locker room with the name “DOUCHĒ” on it. Stevens is approached by both Alyssa Morgan and Lena Morales, who are arguing amongst themselves on the way.
Jake Stevens: What seems to be the trouble, ladies?
Alyssa Morgan: I was assigned to interview Nicky Douché, but now she thinks she jump ahead of me.
Lena Morales: Are you prepared to ask the hard-hitting questions?
Alyssa Morgan: I will ask whatever questions I feel necessary, Lena. I am a seasoned journalist, afterall.
Lena Morales: So am I, Alyssa.
Jake Stevens: It really doesn’t matter who wants to talk to Mr. Douché at this time. He has asked for peace and quiet as he prepares for tonight’s Champions’ Conquest.
Alyssa Morgan: As much as I want to respect his wishes, don’t you think he owes it to the fans to--
She stops mid-sentence, realizing that Avery Bitterman is standing behind her. She steps aside and he walks past her, now standing in front of the door.
Avery Bitterman: You think that he owes something to these people? He doesn’t owe anything to anyone. He doesn’t even owe me for the coffee I have for him. Nicky Douché is going to be All Action Wrestling World Champion by the end of the night. Don’t you understand how monumental that is? This is a brand new company with a brand new show and brand new titles. Those titles need to matter, and for that to happen… they need the right champions.
Lena Morales: And you believe that Nicky Douché is the right man to be the inaugural All Action Wrestling World Champion?
Avery Bitterman: You damn right, he’s the right man! Look at his competition! Anthony King… gross! Misery… fat! John Blade… dumb! TJ Alexander… joke! Mac Bane… old! Axel Shaw… ghost! Kyra Davison… tiny girl! AAW General Manager Shaun Hart made the right choice by putting Nicky Douché in the first ever main event of All Action Wrestling! H’s going to--
The door swings open and there stands Nicky Douché with a sour look on his face.
Nicky Douché: What’s all this commotion about?!
Avery Bitterman: These ladies want to ask you a bunch of dumb questions so a bunch of dumb fans can soak in more content.
Nicky Douché: Well, Avery… I am a man of the people, so I will allow one question from each of them. You, go.
Lena Morales: Mr. Douché, what are your thoughts on Anthony King saying you don’t know what it means to be a Street God?
Nicky Douché: Of course I don’t know what it means to be a Street God! Why would I want to be a Street God when I am a REAL GOD?! Honestly, it’s sad that King things being the shiniest turd in an alley is an achievement! Like any turd, I’m going to flush him from existence later tonight!
Alyssa Morgan: What was your reaction when TJ Alexander claiming that you are going to pay off management to get a bypass tonight?
Nicky Douché: That’s preposterous! I don’t need to pay anyone to get my way! I have more money than I could spend in a million lifetimes! I will get my way by being the best in the world! I will get my way by being the greatest of all time! I will get my way by dominating anyone and everyone who comes my way! TJ Alexander thinks that I haven’t had to earn my stature in life, and that’s also preposterous! I earned everything just by being born! From the moment I took my first breath, I was destined to be the inaugural All Action Wrestling World Champion! Tonight, that dream becomes a reality!
Avery Bitterman: Okay, ladies. You each got one question.
Jake Stevens: I’ve got one question, if you don’t mind, Mr. Douché.
Nicky Douché: Sure, pal. Aside from this interruption, you’ve kept this hallway clear since I arrived an hour ago. What’s your question?
Jake Stevens: Of the rest of the AAW stars who are not in the Champions’ Conquest Match with you, who would you like to face in the ring in the near future?
Nicky Douché: Do you want my honest answer?
Jake Stevens: Yes please.
Nicky Douché: None of them! They’re all junk!
He looks to the camera.
Nicky Douché: You’re all junk! None of you are fit to even look at my boots, let alone lace them! None of you are worthy of being in the presence of the Last Action Hero! None of you are strong enough to fight the Strongest of the Strong! None of you are ever going to be Nicky Douché! But…
He takes a breath.
Nicky Douché: You wish you were!
The show fades and cuts to something else.
Match One
Inaugural United States Championship Tournament
Standard Singles Match
Just Cause vs Karly Ward
Ray Carter: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the highly anticipated debut of AAW Friday Night Impact! I'm Ray Carter, alongside my partner Jay Walker, and we've got an incredible night of action lined up for you!
Jay Walker: Absolutely, Ray! But before we get started, we've got some last-minute changes to tonight's card. Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, our opening match has been altered. What was originally scheduled to be a triple threat match between Ken Davison, Just Cause, and Karly Ward will now be a one-on-one match between Just Cause and Karly Ward.
Ray Carter: That's right, Jay. Ken Davison will now face Koa Tautala in the second match of the Inaugural United States Championship Tournament. But we're kicking things off with Just Cause versus Karly Ward, and you know these two are gonna set the bar high!
lyric’s I know a place Where the grass is really greener. As Lights Go Out Warm, wet, and wild with lyrics California girls, we're unforgettable As Plat form rising as back Turn arm in the As Karly Ward Takes Selfie as Karly rolls her eyes as she walks down to the ring nonchalantly
Jazmine Sparks: Mkaing her way to the ring, she weighs in at 136lbs, from Los Angeles, California, I give you The Social Influencer Karly Ward!!!!
as she get to ring side as fan go to take photo she block fan phone as she snickers.
The lights dim to darkness. White strobe lights start to flicker with each beat of the drum. The chorus of the track hits with a spotlight shining down upon Just Cause who looks intently at the squared circle, a second man in a mask walks out beside him.
Jazmine Sparks: Making his way to the ring, at a weight of 242lbs, from parks unknown I give you Just Cause!!!!
Just Cause starts to make his walk toward the ring. He pays little to no attention to the crowd. Just Cause slides into the ring and gets to his feet awaiting the bell to toll.
The lights go down as the angelic sound of a choir begins singing. As the choir continues, a spotlight slowly comes on, revealing the silhouette of a man with his arms held out, forming a cross. The back outline of angel wings flanks him on both sides. The choir goes quiet as the lead vocals come in.
Ray Carter: Who is that masked man coming out with Just Cause?
Jay Walker: No idea but you have to wonder will this change the dynamic of the match.
Ray Carter: I guess will have to wait and find out how this mystery man plays a role.
*BELL RINGS*
The bell rings to signal the start of the match. Just Cause and Karly Ward circle each other in the ring, with Karly smirking confidently at her opponent. They lock up, but Karly quickly rakes Just Cause’s eyes from behind, pushing him into the turnbuckle.
Jay Walker: Oh, Karly wasting no time, going straight for the eye rake! She’s got that street-smart attitude, and she’s not afraid to bend the rules.
Ray Carter: Karly Ward is as crafty as they come. She's got no problem taking shortcuts to gain the upper hand, and she’s using every trick in the book already.
Just Cause shakes off the eye rake and charges at Karly, who sidesteps and sticks her foot out, tripping him. As he stumbles, Karly executes a quick running forearm smash to the back of Just Cause’s head, sending him to the mat. She follows up by stomping on his face and then stretches his face with her fingers, taunting the crowd.
Jay Walker: This is classic Karly Ward! She’s so vicious, and she just loves rubbing it in.
Ray Carter: She’s trying to get inside Just Cause’s head early on, but he’s no stranger to adversity. Let’s see how he responds.
Just Cause manages to roll away and quickly gets to his feet. Karly goes for another forearm, but Just Cause catches her arm and counters with a quick snap suplex. He follows up with a series of rolling German suplexes, the crowd popping with each impact.
Ray Carter: Just Cause turning the tide with that suplex clinic! This man is a suplex machine, and Karly Ward is finding out the hard way."
Jay Walker: Just Cause is all about precision and power. If he keeps this up, Karly’s in for a rough night.
Just Cause goes for a standing sliced bread, but Karly shoves him off mid-move, sending him crashing onto the mat. She quickly pounces, locking in an abdominal stretch, digging her index finger into Just Cause’s ribs for extra leverage.
Jay Walker: Look at Karly! She’s using that abdominal stretch with a little added insult, digging her finger into the ribs. She’s not just trying to win; she’s trying to make him suffer."
Ray Carter: Karly Ward’s offense is all about control and punishment. Just Cause has got to find a way out of this, or it’s gonna be a long night.
Just Cause fights through the pain, using his technical prowess to counter into a single-leg Boston Crab, putting pressure on Karly’s leg. Karly screams in pain, clawing her way to the ropes for a break. Just Cause drags her back to the center and transitions into a Texas Cloverleaf, cranking back hard.
Ray Carter: Just Cause with the Texas Cloverleaf! He’s locking it in tight, and Karly’s got nowhere to go!
Jay Walker: This could be it! Karly’s in serious trouble now!
Karly manages to rake Just Cause’s eyes again, forcing him to release the hold. She stumbles to her feet and, in a desperate move, delivers a sneaky low blow that the referee misses. Just Cause crumples to the mat, clutching his midsection.
Jay Walker: Did you see that, Ray? An ‘incidental’ low blow! Karly Ward is pulling out all the stops tonight.
Ray Carter: The ref didn’t catch it, and Karly’s taking full advantage. She’s going for the win any way she can.
Karly drags Just Cause up and plants him with a series of rapid-fire rabbit curbstomps to the back of his head. She taunts the crowd before delivering a final mounted thrashing, raining down with brutal forearms. She goes for the pin.*
One!
Two!
Just Cause kicks out at two and a half, showing his resilience. Karly, frustrated, slaps him across the face multiple times. She attempts to set up for a kiss and bite, but Just Cause shoves her off and nails a sudden codebreaker out of nowhere, sending Karly sprawling to the mat.*
Ray Carter: Both competitors are looking to make a statement in this opening match! Just Cause, the high-flying technician, against Karly Ward, who’s known for her dirty tactics and vicious strikes.
Jay Walker: Karly doesn’t play by the rules, Ray. She’s willing to do whatever it takes to get the win, and I’m sure Just Cause is aware of that.
Just Cause and Karly Ward lock up in the center of the ring. Just Cause quickly transitions into a waistlock, looking to take Karly down. Karly manages to break free with a sharp elbow to the side of Just Cause's head. She follows up with a kick to the shin, causing Just Cause to stumble backward.
Ray Carter: Karly Ward already using those underhanded moves to her advantage. She’s not wasting any time getting into Just Cause’s head.
Just Cause recovers and charges at Karly, catching her off guard with a quick arm drag. He holds onto the arm and transitions smoothly into a Fujiwara armbar, but Karly reaches the ropes with her foot, forcing the break. Just Cause backs off, but Karly uses the opportunity to rake his eyes as the referee intervenes, giving her a stern warning. Just Cause blinks away the pain and gets back to his feet. Karly charges, but Just Cause sidesteps and catches her with a German suplex, quickly transitioning into a bridging pin for a near fall. Karly kicks out and rolls to the outside, trying to regroup. Just Cause doesn’t waste time and sprints toward the ropes, launching himself over with a springboard moonsault to the outside, crashing down onto Karly Ward! The crowd roars in approval as both competitors hit the floor.
Ray Carter: What a move by Just Cause! The athleticism is off the charts, and he’s got Karly on the ropes literally!
Jay Walker: High risk, high reward, Ray! Just Cause is putting it all on the line in this opening match.
Just Cause picks Karly up and rolls her back into the ring, following her in. As he steps through the ropes, Karly catches him with a sneaky low blow that the referee misses, drawing boos from the crowd. Karly smirks and starts stomping on Just Cause, focusing on his back and neck. Karly continues her assault with a mounted thrashing, raining down forearms on Just Cause. She then grabs him by the hair and drives him face-first into the mat with a running forearm smash. Karly pulls Just Cause to his feet, mocking him before delivering a series of slaps to the face. She hits the ropes and goes for a running forearm, but Just Cause ducks and counters with a backstabber out of nowhere! Just Cause slowly gets to his feet, shaking off the damage. He signals to the crowd, climbing to the top rope, looking for a high-risk maneuver. Karly Ward stirs, trying to get to her feet, and Just Cause leaps off for a crossbody but Karly catches him mid-air, rolling through and lifting him up for a suplex! Just Cause fights out of it, landing behind her and locking in a Dragon Suplex! Karly barely kicks out before the count of three. Just Cause pulls Karly to her feet, setting up for another suplex, but Karly rakes his eyes once again, breaking free. She follows up with a vicious face stretch, using her fingers to dig into his eyes as the referee counts. Karly lets go just before the five-count, smirking at the booing fans.
Ray Carter: Karly Ward using every dirty trick in the book, and she’s getting under Just Cause’s skin. He’s gotta keep his cool and focus on his game plan.
Jay Walker: Easier said than done, Ray! Karly Ward is playing mind games, and she’s in control right now.
Karly Ward grabs Just Cause and goes for a quick Irish whip into the corner. Just Cause flips up and over Karly, landing on his feet as she charges in. He catches her with a quick dropkick, sending her stumbling back. Karly rolls through, kips up, and nails Just Cause with a sudden enzuigiri that echoes throughout the arena! Karly doesn’t waste a second, grabbing Just Cause and hitting a snap suplex, but she holds on, rolling through to hit a second one, and then a third, with each one showing off her technical prowess and vicious intent. Karly pops up and taunts the crowd, soaking in the boos as Just Cause clutches his back.Karly drags Just Cause to his feet, but he counters with a sudden jawbreaker, staggering her. Just Cause springs to the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault, catching Karly flush! He hooks the leg for the pin, but Karly kicks out at two!*
Ray Carter: Just Cause with that springboard moonsault! What athleticism! This kid is a human highlight reel!
Jay Walker: And Karly just kicked out! She’s tough as nails, Ray. She’s not going down without a fight!
Just Cause, fired up, lifts Karly up and sends her into the ropes. He goes for a standing sliced bread, but Karly shoves him off in mid-air, causing Just Cause to crash and burn on the mat. Karly quickly capitalizes, running the ropes and hitting a brutal running forearm to the back of Just Cause’s head. She goes for the cover, but Just Cause kicks out at two!
Ray Carter: Karly with that vicious forearm to the back of the head! She’s targeting every part of Just Cause’s body, trying to wear him down!
Jay Walker: She’s got that killer instinct, Ray, and she’s not afraid to get her hands dirty to win!
Karly, frustrated, argues with the referee about the count, insisting it was three. She turns back to Just Cause, yanking him up by the hair and dragging him to the corner. Karly climbs up, looking for a high-risk maneuver of her own. She goes for a top-rope hurricanrana, but Just Cause catches her mid-move, using his strength to hoist her back up and plant her with a devastating powerbomb from the top rope! The crowd erupts as both competitors lie on the mat, catching their breath.The crowd is on their feet, rallying behind both competitors. Just Cause and Karly struggle to get up, using the ropes for support. Just Cause is up first, charging at Karly for a clothesline, but she ducks and catches him with a slick kick to the back of his knee, dropping him down. Karly follows up with a double arm trap, sitting on Just Cause’s back and raining down vicious forearms to the back of his head and neck! Karly, sensing an opportunity, quickly hooks Just Cause in an abdominal stretch and digs her fingers into his ribs for extra leverage, laughing as Just Cause grimaces in pain. The referee checks on Just Cause, but Karly discreetly hooks the top rope with her other hand, using it to gain even more leverage. The referee catches her and forces her to break the hold!
Ray Carter: Karly Ward using every trick in the book! She had that rope, Jay! The ref caught her, but it’s clear Karly will do anything to win!
Jay Walker: She’s not afraid to bend the rules, Ray. That’s what makes her dangerous!
Just Cause, seething from Karly’s antics, fights back with a flurry of chops and elbows, pushing her into the ropes. He whips her across the ring, catching her on the rebound with a picture-perfect Code Breaker! The impact sends Karly flipping through the air before crashing hard to the mat. Just Cause quickly goes for the cover, but Karly manages to kick out at the last possible second! Just Cause, determined to end it, points to the top rope and begins to climb, looking for a high-flying maneuver to put Karly away. Karly, however, rolls to her feet and sprints up the turnbuckle, meeting him at the top! The two trade punches at the top rope, teetering precariously as the crowd holds its breath. Karly rakes Just Cause's eyes yet again, stunning him just long enough to set up for a superplex! But Just Cause blocks it, delivering a series of body shots to Karly's midsection! He shoves her off, and she lands hard on the mat!
Ray Carter: Just Cause fending off that superplex attempt! Karly’s in trouble now!"
Jay Walker: He’s got the high ground, Ray! What’s he gonna do next?
Just Cause stands tall on the top rope, sizing Karly up as she slowly rises. He leaps off with a spectacular 450 splash, but Karly rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Just Cause to crash hard into the mat! Karly pounces, quickly locking in a single leg Boston Crab, wrenching back on Just Cause's leg, Just Cause writhes in pain, reaching desperately for the ropes. The crowd is rallying behind him as he inches closer and closer, finally grabbing the bottom rope to force the break! Karly, frustrated, pulls him away from the ropes and goes for another quick cover, using her feet on the ropes for leverage.
One!
Two!
but the referee catches her just before the three-count!
Ray Carter: She tried to steal it again! Karly Ward is pulling out all the stops, but the ref’s not having it!
Both competitors are back to their feet, breathing heavily but refusing to back down. The match continues at a blistering pace as Just Cause and Karly Ward push each other to the limit, neither willing to give an inch in this high-stakes opening contest
Ray Carter: What a match this has been, Jay! Karly Ward and Just Cause have given everything they’ve got, but someone’s gotta come out on top!
Jay Walker: It's been a back-and-forth brawl, Ray, but Just Cause looks like he's gearing up for something big!
Just Cause, now fired up, fights through the pain and gets back to his feet. He charges at Karly Ward, who swings wildly with a forearm smash, but Just Cause ducks under and hits the ropes with lightning speed, rebounding with a flying forearm that catches Karly right on the jaw! She stumbles back into the corner, dazed, as Just Cause paces like a caged animal, feeding off the crowd's energy. Just Cause charges again, leaping onto Karly with a corner-to-corner running dropkick, smashing her into the turnbuckles! Karly slumps down in the corner, clearly stunned. Just Cause pulls her to the center of the ring, setting her up with a snap suplex, and then transitions smoothly into a rolling German suplex! He bridges for the pin.
One!
Two!
Kick out!
But Just Cause doesn’t let up, pulling Karly up by the arm and whipping her into the ropes. As she rebounds, he catches her with a standing sliced bread, slamming her down hard! The crowd is on their feet, sensing the end is near. Just Cause gets up, stalking Karly as she struggles to get to her feet, clearly dazed from the onslaught.Karly stumbles up, groggy and disoriented. Just Cause seizes the moment, hooking her in position for the Canadian Destroyer! He points to the crowd, who erupt in anticipation, and then with a burst of speed, he flips over, spiking Karly headfirst into the mat with the devastating Canadian Destroyer! The impact leaves Karly laid out, motionless on the canvas!
Ray Carter: Canadian Destroyer! Canadian Destroyer! Just Cause just planted Karly Ward with that move out of nowhere!
Jay Walker: What a move, Ray! That’s gotta be it! He’s going for the cover!
Just Cause quickly hooks the leg, and the referee slides into position. The crowd counts along one, two, three! The bell rings as Just Cause stands tall, raising his arms in victory!
Ray Carter: Just Cause advances in the United States Championship Tournament with an incredible win over Karly Ward! What a way to kick off AAW Friday Night Impact!
Jay Walker: That was a statement victory, Ray! Just Cause showed that he’s not just a suplex machine, he’s a force to be reckoned with! What a match!
Just Cause celebrates in the ring, acknowledging the fans as they cheer him on. He climbs the turnbuckle, pointing to the championship banners hanging above the ring, signaling his intentions for the United States Championship. Karly Ward, still dazed, rolls out of the ring, frustrated and seething from her loss.
Ray Carter: Just Cause moves on, but he’s got more competition ahead! This tournament is just getting started, and we’ve already seen some incredible action!
Jay Walker: Absolutely, Ray! If this is just the beginning, I can’t wait to see what happens next! Just Cause is moving on, and he’s got momentum on his side!
SEGMENT
The cameras switch to the boiler room of the arena. Dimly lit with the sound of the boilers almost deafening. Seasoned journalist and AAW interviewer Alyssa Morgan is before the camera holding a microphone, glancing quickly to the camera before looking forward, stepping carefully through the dimly lit room as she has a look of intent upon her face.
Alyssa Morgan: I have been told one of the competitors for tonight’s main event was down here.
Alyssa peers between a couple of boilers and past the camera to see behind it.
Alyssa Morgan: However I cannot see them.
She lets out a sigh and a shrug of her shoulders.
Alyssa Morgan: Guess I’ve been misinformed..
A loud clatter from steel hitting against concrete is heard nearby, the camera swings around to look into the darkness, an outline of a large figure appears to be walking closer. The dim light slowly illuminates the person. Alyssa walks into the shot with a microphone primed.
Alyssa Morgan: Misery, your name was picked from the huge talent pool here at All Action Wrestling to compete later tonight in the historic Championship Conquest match, where phase one is a battle of supremacy..
Misery nods his head, cracking his taped knuckles, his hair wet from pouring water over himself.
Alyssa Morgan: ..Eight competitors begin but only four advance to phase two. Then it’s a high stake ladder match where four briefcases hang over the ring, three championships will be decided whilst the other gets the hidden opportunity!
Misery flicks his head back, the hair slapping against his bare shoulders, Misery doesn’t make eye contact with Alyssa as she looks at the camera.
Alyssa Morgan: What are your thoughts going into tonight’s main event?
Alyssa moves the microphone closer to Misery.
Misery: Karl Marx once said that ‘the only antidote for mental suffering is physical pain’. I have suffered throughout my life and I will cause a lot of physical pain here tonight. Seven people stand before me but only four advance. The other four won’t be standing as I will leave them battered, beaten and bloody. Going through to phase two is my only goal! Well, that and hurting the others involved.
Alyssa moves the microphone back to herself
Alyssa Morgan: You have some tough competitors in this match which include multi-time world champions. Do you think that is a factor?
Misery smirks as Alyssa moves the microphone closer to him.
Misery: Whatever happened in other promotions isn’t going to help tonight. I’ve won this or I’ve done that or I’ve faced him.. They can try to throw them towards me but that is like throwing a paper aeroplane as an offence. When I am charging towards them and hitting them with a Cruor then they’ll realise that past achievements mean nothing tonight. Tonight is about advancing to Phase two and that is exactly what I’m going to do!
Alyssa moves the microphone back to herself to ask another question but Misery pivots on the spot and walks back into the darkness. Alyssa lowers her microphone, looks towards the camera, shrugs her shoulders in acceptance of this as the camera fades.
Match Two
Inaugural United States Championship Tournament.
Standard Singles Match
Ken Davision vs Koa Tautala
Ray Carter: Welcome back to AAW Friday Night Impact, everyone! Up next, we’ve got the second match in the United States Championship Tournament. Originally, this was supposed to be Jay Vaughn vs. Koa Tautala, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, Jay couldn’t make it tonight.
Jay Walker: That’s right, Ray! Instead, we’ve got Ken Davison stepping in to take his place! It’s gonna be interesting to see how Davison fares against the powerhouse that is Koa Tautala.
The house lights come up and the man known throughout the wrestling world as "Godly" Ken Davison stands center stage, taking in the reaction of the crowd. As the main verse kicks in, Davison methodically walks down to the ring, ignoring everything else going on around him.
Jazmine Sparks: From Baltimore, Maryland, weighing two hundred and thirty-two pounds - 'Godly' Ken Davison!
Davison gets to the ring side area and jumps onto the ring apron. He wipes his feet and enters the ring between the top and middle ropes as the chorus kicks in. The song continues and Davison removes his vestments, handing them to the ring attendant as the song continues.
Davison circles the ring and as the chorus kicks in again, and Davison stands in the middle of the ring, once again posing with his arms out. As he stands still a red laser circles the arena.
The red dot of the laser finally settles on the center of Davison's forehead and the sound of a gunshot echoes throughout the arena as the lights once again go dark. When the lights come back up, Davison is on his knees with his arms still extended.
*BELL RINGS*
The bell rings, and the match kicks off with Koa Tautala immediately going for a big, swinging Discus Clothesline. Ken Davison ducks under, quickly counters with a stiff kick to Koa’s midsection, and follows up with a snap suplex, taking Koa down hard! Davison rolls through the suplex, keeping the momentum on his side as he smoothly transitions into a bridging Northern Lights Suplex! The referee counts, but Koa powers out at two, shoving Davison off with authority. Ken keeps the pressure on, pulling Koa to his feet and delivering a sharp Enziguri to the face that echoes through the arena! Koa stumbles back, but quickly regains his composure, charging at Davison with a brutal Samoan Blitz! A rapid combination of punches and headbutts forces Ken into the corner, where Koa unloads with stiff knife-edge chops, each one echoing like a gunshot! Ken grimaces in pain, his chest turning red from the assault.*
Ray Carter: Koa Tautala is turning up the heat! Those chops are vicious, and Ken’s gotta find a way out of that corner!
Jay Walker: Koa’s got the power advantage here, Ray. Those chops are lethal! Ken’s gotta weather this storm if he wants to stay in this fight.
Koa whips Ken across the ring into the opposite corner with incredible force, following up with a massive running Spinebuster that shakes the ring! Koa goes for the pin, but Ken kicks out at two, refusing to stay down. Koa drags Ken to his feet, looking for a Samoan Drop, but Ken slips out the back and counters with a Dragon Screw, taking Koa down and immediately transitioning into a Cloverleaf leg-laced Boston Crab! Koa roars in pain, clawing at the mat as he tries to reach the ropes!
Ray Carter: Cloverleaf leg-laced Boston Crab! Davison’s got it locked in tight, Jay! He’s targeting the legs of Koa Tautala, trying to take away some of that power!
Jay Walker: Smart strategy by Davison, Ray! Koa’s trying to crawl to those ropes, but Davison’s got that hold cinched in deep!
After a struggle, Koa finally manages to grab the bottom rope, forcing the break. Ken releases the hold but wastes no time, delivering a Pendulum Backbreaker that leaves Koa clutching his spine. Ken moves quickly, signaling for a suplex. He hoists Koa up with an impressive Military Press Slam, showcasing his strength! The crowd erupts as Ken slams Koa down, and the momentum is clearly on Ken’s side now.Ken goes for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, but Koa counters mid-air, landing on his feet and delivering a stiff kick to Ken’s chest! Ken staggers back, and Koa charges, connecting with a thunderous Powerbomb that rattles the ring! Koa covers, but Ken kicks out at the last second!
Ray Carter: What a Powerbomb by Koa Tautala! But Ken Davison refuses to stay down! This is turning into a war, Jay!
Jay Walker: These two are going all out, Ray! Koa’s power against Ken’s technical brilliance it’s anyone’s match right now!
Both men are down, breathing heavily as the crowd cheers them on. They slowly rise, eyes locked in a fierce stare. Koa goes for a diving headbutt, but Ken rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Koa to crash hard into the mat! Ken sees his opportunity, pulling Koa up and setting him up for a Superplex. With a burst of strength, Ken hoists Koa to the top turnbuckle, executing a flawless Superplex that sends both men crashing to the canvas!
Ray Carter: Superplex! Ken Davison with a massive Superplex on Koa Tautala! This match is incredible!
Jay Walker: Ken’s putting on a clinic out there, Ray! He’s digging deep into his arsenal and showing that he’s got what it takes to go toe-to-toe with Koa!
Ken and Koa struggle to their feet, both visibly exhausted but refusing to quit. Ken hits a snap DDT, planting Koa once more and positioning himself in the corner, setting up for his next big move! The crowd is on their feet, sensing the intensity and the stakes of this hard-hitting battle.
Ray Carter: Ken Davison is in control, and he’s got Koa Tautala dazed! This could be the turning point of the match!"
Jay Walker: Ken’s got to capitalize now, Ray! He’s got Koa on the ropes, and if he can hit one more big move, this match could be his!
Both Ken Davison and Koa Tautala slowly rise to their feet, fueled by the roaring crowd. Koa charges first, looking to keep his momentum going with a Flying Shoulder Block, but Ken sidesteps and counters with a sharp Snap German Suplex, sending Koa sprawling across the ring! Ken quickly hooks the leg for the pin, but Koa powers out at two, shoving Ken off with authority. Ken grabs Koa by the arm, twisting it into a wristlock, but Koa reverses, pulling Ken into a devastating Belly-to-Belly Suplex that nearly sends him flying out of the ring! Koa quickly follows up with a Samoan Drop, crashing Ken to the mat and going for the cover! The referee counts.
One!
Two!
Kick out!
but Ken kicks out, the crowd exploding with cheers!*
Ray Carter: What resilience from Ken Davison! Koa Tautala thought he had it there, but Ken’s not giving up!
Jay Walker: Koa’s gonna have to dig deeper! He’s got the power, but Ken’s got that veteran experience and heart you can’t count him out!
Koa, now visibly frustrated, gets to his feet and starts delivering stiff kicks to Ken’s chest while he’s still on his knees. Each kick echoes through the arena, the crowd wincing with every shot. Koa yanks Ken up and drives him into the turnbuckle with a crushing Spinebuster! Koa then follows up with a series of vicious Knife-Edge Chops, lighting up Ken’s chest and leaving it beet red! Koa whips Ken across the ring into the opposite corner and charges in with a brutal running Clothesline, but Ken ducks under and counters with a Standing Sliced Bread, spiking Koa’s head into the mat! Ken hooks the leg for another pin, but Koa kicks out at two and a half, just barely escaping! The crowd is electric, sensing that this match could go either way!
Ray Carter: Ken Davison with the Sliced Bread! He’s digging deep into his old playbook, Jay! He’s showing that lucha style that’s so rare to see from him these days!
Jay Walker: Ken’s pulling out all the stops tonight, Ray! He knows how important this match is for the United States Championship Tournament. Both these men are giving it everything they’ve got!
Ken, refusing to let up, pulls Koa up and goes for a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker, but Koa reverses in mid-air, landing on his feet and delivering a stiff Headbutt that stuns Ken! Koa quickly follows up with a vicious Powerbomb, slamming Ken into the mat with such force that it rattles the ropes! Koa covers, hooking both legs.
One!
Two!
Thre.Kickout!
but Ken kicks out just before the three-count!
Ray Carter: Powerbomb by Koa Tautala! But Ken Davison kicks out again! This is unbelievable! Ken’s taking a beating, but he’s still in this!"
Jay Walker: Koa is fuming, Ray! He thought he had it right there, but Ken Davison’s durability is off the charts! The frustration is boiling over for Koa Tautala now!
Koa, seething with frustration, decides to inflict more punishment. He drags Ken to his feet, looking for a Torture Rack, but Ken slips out and counters with a sudden DDT! Ken follows up with a Running Enziguri, catching Koa on the side of the head and dazing him! The crowd is on their feet as Ken hits a quick succession of moves, including a Bridging Northern Lights Suplex that nearly gets the three, but Koa kicks out just in time!
Ray Carter: Ken Davison is like a man possessed! He’s not letting Koa get any breathing room! That Northern Lights Suplex was picture perfect!
Jay Walker: Ken’s got that fire in his eyes, Ray! He’s throwing everything he’s got at Koa, and it’s starting to pay off! But Koa’s still got a lot left in the tank too!
Koa, furious and feeling the pressure, roars and charges at Ken with a Discus Clothesline, but Ken rolls through the move, pops up behind Koa, and nails him with a Dragon Screw that sends Koa crashing to the mat! Ken immediately goes for the Torture Crab, cinching it in tight and driving his knee into Koa’s back, causing the big man to scream in pain!
Ray Carter: Torture Crab! Ken Davison’s got it locked in! He’s putting all the pressure on Koa’s back this could be it!
Jay Walker: Ken’s showing that he can do more than just take punishment, Ray! He’s got Koa in a world of hurt right now!
Koa grits his teeth, muscles bulging as he powers out of the hold, shoving Ken off with a burst of strength. Koa gets to his feet, eyes blazing with fury, and unleashes a flurry of brutal punches and headbutts, the Samoan Blitz driving Ken back into the ropes! Koa follows up with a Diving Headbutt, launching himself off the ropes and crashing into Ken, sending him sprawling! Koa, fueled by his frustration, decides to go for a big finish. He sets up for another Powerbomb, but Ken counters in mid-air, slipping behind Koa and connecting with a brutal Shoulderbreaker that leaves Koa dazed and clutching his shoulder. Ken quickly capitalizes, hitting a series of Rolling Fisherman’s Suplexes, the crowd on their feet as each one lands with precision! Ken goes for the pin, but Koa kicks out at the last second, the arena buzzing with anticipation!
Ray Carter: Ken Davison with the Rolling Fisherman’s Suplexes! He’s giving everything he’s got, but Koa Tautala just refuses to stay down!
Jay Walker: What a match, Ray! This is the kind of action that AAW is all about! Ken and Koa are putting on an absolute clinic, and this crowd is loving every second of it!
Ken, breathing heavily but determined, pulls Koa up and goes for a Tombstone Piledriver, but Koa slips out and shoves Ken into the ropes! Koa catches Ken on the rebound with a brutal Spinebuster, slamming him into the mat with authority! Koa hooks the leg, the referee counts
One!
Two!
Kick out!
Ken kicks out, the crowd erupting in disbelief! Both men are exhausted, but neither is willing to back down. They rise to their feet, eyes locked in a fierce stare-down, knowing that the next move could decide the match. The crowd is electric, fully invested in this hard-hitting, fast-paced battle!
Ray Carter: What a match, Jay! These two warriors are putting on a show here tonight, and the fans are loving every second of it!
Jay Walker: They’ve thrown everything but the kitchen sink at each other, Ray! At this point, it’s all about who wants it more!
Koa makes the first move, charging forward with a stiff kick aimed at Ken’s midsection, but Ken catches his leg, sweeping him down with a Dragon Screw that sends Koa crashing to the mat! Ken wastes no time, bouncing off the ropes and driving a hard knee into Koa's chest, knocking the wind out of him. Ken quickly covers.
One!
Two!
Kick out!
Koa kicks out, refusing to stay down!
Ray Carter: Koa with another kick-out! The heart of these competitors is unbelievable!
Jay Walker: Ken is staying on him, though! He knows he has to keep up this momentum if he wants to take home the win tonight.
Ken hauls Koa to his feet and attempts a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker, but Koa fights out of it mid-spin, landing on his feet and immediately countering with a quick Samoan Drop, driving Ken into the mat with authority! Koa, feeding off the crowd’s energy, follows up with a Diving Headbutt from the second rope, crashing into Ken’s chest! He covers.
One!
Two!
Kick out!
Ken powers out at the last second!*
Ray Carter: What a Samoan Drop! Koa’s showing off his power game, but Ken Davison just won’t quit!
Jay Walker: Both of these men are running on fumes, Ray, but it’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Ken Davison down!
Koa, frustration mounting, pulls Ken up and signals for a Powerbomb, lifting Ken high into the air. But Ken, displaying incredible agility, flips over Koa’s shoulders, landing behind him and immediately connecting with a quick German Suplex! Ken bridges into a pin attempt, but Koa kicks out at two once more, the crowd on the edge of their seats! Both men struggle to their feet, battered and bruised, but still full of fight. Ken looks to capitalize, aiming for an Enziguri, but Koa ducks under and counters with a Spinebuster that shakes the ring! Koa roars, pulling Ken up and hoisting him for another Powerbomb, but as he lifts, Ken counters mid-air with a stunning Hurricanrana, flipping Koa over and sending him crashing into the turnbuckles! Ken, sensing an opportunity, backs into the corner, eyes locked on Koa as he staggers to his feet. Ken sprints forward, launching a perfect Superkick that connects flush on Koa’s jaw, sending him stumbling back, dazed and disoriented! The crowd erupts as Ken signals for the end, grabbing Koa and hooking both of his arms!
Ray Carter: Ken’s setting up for the ARD Driver! If he hits this, it’s all over!
Jay Walker: Here we go, Ray! Ken Davison looking to put the exclamation point on this incredible match!
Ken spins Koa around and drives him face-first into the mat with the ARD Driver, the impact echoing throughout the arena! Ken hooks the leg, the referee dropping down for the count.
One!
Two!
Three!
The bell rings, and the crowd explodes in cheers as Ken Davison is declared the winner!
Jazmine Sparks: Here is your winner, advancing in the United States Championship Tournament KEN DAVISON!"
Ray Carter: Ken Davison does it! What a match! Ken pulls off the win with the ARD Driver, and he’s moving on in the United States Championship Tournament!
Jay Walker: What a battle, Ray! Koa Tautala brought everything he had, but tonight belonged to Ken Davison! He showed incredible heart, skill, and that never-say-die attitude that makes him a real threat in this tournament!
Ken stands tall, the referee raising his arm in victory as the crowd continues to cheer. He glances down at Koa, offering a respectful nod before climbing the turnbuckle, soaking in the moment as his music plays throughout the arena. Ken points to the sky, acknowledging the fans who supported him, as he makes his exit, victorious and one step closer to becoming the inaugural United States Champion.
SEGMENT
The lights in the Crypto.com Arena dim, and the buzz of anticipation fills the air as the inaugural episode of All Action Wrestling's Friday Night Impact hits a crescendo. Suddenly, the unmistakable intro of Madonna’s “Vogue” blares through the speakers. But this isn’t a pre-recorded track, Madonna herself steps onto a raised stage near the entrance ramp, flanked by dancers, ready to perform live.
Ray Carter: Hold on, folks! This is... Madonna?! What is going on?!
Jay Walker: We knew tonight was going to be historic, but this? We are witnessing something completely over-the-top!
As Madonna starts singing “Vogue,” the cameras zoom in on the entrance. A red carpet is unrolled down the ramp, and photographers dressed in tuxedos snap pictures frantically, as if this were an Oscars-level event. Smoke fills the entrance, and through the fog emerges Tracy Cage.
Dressed in an extravagant black-and-gold floor-length robe adorned with sequins and a feathered collar, Tracy struts down the ramp like a movie star walking the most glamorous red carpet in history. Her dark hair is styled in soft waves, and she carries herself with an obnoxious swagger. Behind her, a literal entourage of actors and actresses follow her every step, fawning over her, adjusting her robe, and handing her faux awards as she pauses dramatically for fake acceptance speeches.
Ray Carter: This is outrageous! We’ve got actors, photographers, and even Madonna singing her entrance! This can’t be real!
Jay Walker: I’ve never seen anything like it in wrestling! Tracy Cage has made her entrance, but... is she even here to wrestle?!
As Tracy reaches the ring, she slowly removes her robe, revealing a glittering ring attire that sparkles with every movement. She takes her time, soaking in the mixed reactions from the fans, boos rain down from the crowd, but she clearly relishes the attention. Once inside the ring, Tracy signals for a microphone.
With a flick of her wrist, the actors and actresses at ringside cheer, clap, and throw roses into the ring as if she’s just won an Academy Award. Tracy basks in the absurdity, waving to the “adoring” fans as the arena showers her with a chorus of boos.
Tracy Cage: *smirking* Ah, yes... Los Angeles! The city that never stops giving. You know, I’ve walked down a lot of red carpets in this town, and every time I do, I hear the same thing. ‘Tracy, you’re amazing! Tracy, you’re a star! Tracy, I loved you in this movie or that movie’ {She rolls her eyes dramatically} But when I walk into a dump like this, all I hear is... boo.
The crowd boos even louder as Tracy chuckles, clearly loving every second of it.
Tracy Cage: Oh please, save your breath. I could care less what a bunch of people who paid good money to sit here tonight have to say about me. After all, I’m Tracy Cage. I don’t need your approval. I’ve got something far more valuable, I’ve got an entire Hollywood that worships the ground I walk on.
The camera cuts to several celebrities in the front row, some nodding politely, others looking uncomfortable. Tracy points some of them out.
Tracy Cage: Oh, look! There’s some of my ‘friends’ from the industry. Hey, Clooney, what happened to that face-lift? Looks like you’ve melted in the LA sun! And Leo, you still chasing models who’ve barely hit puberty?
She turns her attention back to the fans, pacing around the ring.
Tracy Cage: You see, when I walk into a movie set, people cheer. They applaud. They know they’re witnessing greatness. But when I signed on to play one of your legendary wrestling heroes in next year’s blockbuster movie, I had one question: Why would anyone want to wrestle?
The crowd erupts in boos, but Tracy’s smirk only widens.
Tracy Cage: No, seriously. What’s the appeal? Why did this legend I’m supposed to portray actually enjoy doing this crap? Rolling around in a dirty ring, breaking your body for a bunch of slack-jawed yokels in their overpriced t-shirts? What’s so great about this sport? I’ll tell you…nothing.
She pauses, leaning against the ropes, completely dismissive of the audience’s growing anger.
Tracy Cage: Let’s be real here. Wrestling is beneath me. I don’t understand how any of you can watch this circus and call it ‘entertainment.’ It’s like watching stunt doubles who forgot they were supposed to stay in the background. The punches don’t even connect half the time! {She mimics a weak slap} Pathetic.
She shrugs, feigning innocence.
Tracy Cage:But hey, a role’s a role, right? So here I am, on the biggest stage of all, Friday Night Impact. The first show ever, and what better way to spike the ratings than with Hollywood’s finest leading the way? {She points to herself} Me. The star. The icon. The biggest reason any of you are going to bother tuning in next week.
The camera zooms in on Tracy’s face as she tilts her head mockingly.
Tracy Cage: And to the rest of the roster? Let me break it to you gently. None of you stand a chance. Why? Because you’ve all been doing this for years. You’re predictable. You live and breathe this business. But me? I’m something else entirely. I’m Hollywood, baby. I’ve already played a thousand roles, and in every one, I’ve won. While you’re sweating it out in the gym, I’ve got stunt doubles doing my work for me. I’ve got entire teams making sure I look good. And when I step into this ring, I’m going to make all of you look really, really bad.
She turns her attention back to the fans, her expression shifting from playful to cold.
Tracy Cage: So, Los Angeles... the ‘City of Angels,’ right? Well, I don’t see any angels here tonight. I see a bunch of nobodies who are going to go home tonight knowing they’ve witnessed the greatest debut in wrestling history. And when I’m done with this little stint, I’ll do what I always do, move on to bigger, better things.
Tracy throws the microphone down with a grin, her theme music blasting through the arena once again. The fans’ boos echo throughout the Crypto.com Arena, but Tracy stands tall, basking in the chaos she’s created.
Ray Carter: I can't believe what we just heard! Tracy Cage just trashed the fans, the city, the entire roster, and wrestling itself! If she wants people to see her blockbuster movie next year she’s going about it the wrong way.
Jay Walker: She's not here for respect, she's here to put herself on a pedestal, and she doesn't care whose toes she steps on!
The segment ends with Tracy Cage posing arrogantly in the ring as Madonna finishes "Vogue," fireworks exploding in the background, and her entourage applauding her every move. The audience may hate her, but there’s no denying that Tracy Cage just made an unforgettable debut.
SEGMENT
Koa Tautala storms down the hallway backstage, his face twisted in frustration and anger. Sweat still glistens on his brow from the match he just lost, and he barrels past crew members, shoving a few out of his way as he makes a beeline for Shaun Hart’s office. Without hesitation, he kicks the door open, startling Shaun, who’s seated behind his desk reviewing some paperwork.
Shaun Hart: Whoa, whoa, what the hell is this—
Koa Tautala: What the hell was that out there, Shaun? Huh? You pull a switch on me last minute? I prepared for Jay Vaughn, not Ken Davison! You set me up to fail!
Shaun leans back in his chair, unphased by Koa’s aggressive entry but clearly annoyed by the interruption.
Shaun Hart: Look, Koa, I get it, you're upset, but this is professional wrestling. Things change. Opponents change. You’ve gotta be ready for anything in this business.
Koa Tautala: I don’t care about your excuses, Shaun! I prepared for weeks to take on Jay! I had his moves, his style, everything down! You throw Ken at me with no notice and expect me to just roll with it? That’s not how this works! I deserve a rematch!
Shaun shakes his head, a dismissive smirk forming on his lips.
Shaun Hart: No, Koa. That’s not how this works. There are no rematches. You lost, fair and square. You think every wrestler gets exactly what they want? That’s not reality. There will be other opportunities, but tonight, you gotta take this loss and move on.
Koa's fists clench, his body trembling with anger as he glares at Shaun, who meets his stare with a calm but stern expression. Koa takes a step forward, looking like he’s about to do something drastic. Shaun's eyes narrow, not moving an inch, but sensing the potential danger.
Shaun Hart: Koa, I suggest you think very carefully about your next move.
Just then, the door swings open, and head of security Jake Stevens, flanked by several security staff, steps in, creating a barrier between Koa and Shaun. The tension in the room is thick as Koa glares at the security team, his nostrils flaring with each heavy breath.
Head of Security Jake Stevens: Alright, Koa. That’s enough. You need to leave.
Koa doesn’t move at first, his eyes still locked on Shaun, who maintains his calm demeanor but nods to the security team to take action. The security guards close in on Koa, gently but firmly grabbing his arms to escort him out. Koa resists for a moment, eyes never leaving Shaun’s, but eventually relents, allowing the security team to guide him out of the office.
Koa Tautala: This isn’t over, Shaun. You’re gonna regret this. The blood that will come from this will be on your hands!
Shaun watches as Koa is led out, shaking his head slightly before returning to his paperwork, a small smirk crossing his face.
Shaun Hart: Yeah, yeah. We’ll see about that, big man. We’ll see.
The camera follows Koa as he’s marched down the hallway by security, still fuming but contained, the anger evident in every step he takes. As they reach the exit, Koa shoves the door open with a forceful push, stepping out into the night, his frustration palpable as the scene fades out.
Match Three
Inaugural United States Championship Tournament.
Standard Singles Match
Thaddeus Duke vs Latoya Hixx
Ray Carter: We’re ready for Match Three in the Inaugural United States Championship Tournament, folks, and this one is going to be electric! Thaddeus Duke taking on Latoya Hixx in what promises to be a fast-paced clash of styles!”
Jay Walker: You got that right, Ray! Thaddeus Duke, The Lionheart, is a gifted ring technician who isn’t afraid to mix it up with some high-flying moves. But don’t count out Latoya Hixx! She’s a high-flyer through and through and has got plenty of tricks up her sleeve!
Latoya steps onto the stage, dressed in her all-white gear and wearing stylish sunglasses. She’s flaunting her “CEO” brass knuckles as she grooves and heel-toes her way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans along the way.
Jazmine Sparks: Introducing first, from Boston Massachusetts, weighing in at 115 pounds, LATOOOYAAA HIIIXXX!”
She poses for the camera, showing off her knuckles with a sly smile before handing her shades and gear to a cameraman at ringside.
Ray Carter: Latoya Hixx looking confident tonight! She’s here to make a statement and keep her momentum rolling in this tournament.
Jay Walker: She’s got the moves, she’s got the swagger now it’s all about execution in that ring!
The lights go dark as Thaddeus Duke’s entrance begins. A loud roar echoes through the arena as Mufasa, Thaddeus Duke’s pet lion, appears on the stage. Golden lights illuminate the ring and stage as “My Name Is Human” by Highly Suspect blares through the sound system. The crowd roars in response.
Jazmine Sparks: And her opponent, from the Tribeca section of New York City, weighing in at 226 pounds, THE LIONHEART, THADDEUSSS DUUUKKEEE!”
Thaddeus steps onto the stage with his hood up, soaking in the crowd’s energy. He strikes his signature ‘Messiah Pose’ as golden pyro bursts above the ring, forming the image of a roaring lion. Thaddeus throws his hood back, revealing his determined face as he strides confidently down the ramp, slapping hands with fans. He climbs the ring steps and pauses, giving the crowd his charming smile before slingshotting himself into the ring.
Ray Carter: Thaddeus Duke, folks! A man with no shortage of confidence, and why should he? He’s got the skills to back it up, and tonight, he’s looking to prove why he’s one of the best!
Jay Walker: This is going to be a battle, Ray! Duke’s got the size and technical prowess, but Latoya’s speed and aerial ability can change the game in an instant!
*BELL RINGS*
Thaddeus and Latoya circle each other, feeling out the early moments of the match. They lock up in the center of the ring, and Thaddeus quickly takes control with a side headlock. Latoya backs him into the ropes and shoves him off, sending Thaddeus running across the ring. On the rebound, Latoya drops down, and Thaddeus leaps over her, hitting the opposite ropes. He comes back with a shoulder block that takes Latoya down.
Ray Carter: Thaddeus showing that power early on, using his size to his advantage.
Thaddeus hits the ropes again, and Latoya rolls under his next move, popping up and catching him with a quick arm drag. Thaddeus is back on his feet, but Latoya catches him again, this time with a dropkick that sends him stumbling back into the corner. Latoya charges in with a diving meteora, driving her knees into Thaddeus’s chest!
Jay Walker: What a move by Latoya! She’s showing no fear against the bigger Duke!
Latoya pulls Thaddeus from the corner and goes for a quick cover.
ONE…
TW..
Thaddeus powers out at one, shaking off the impact. Latoya wastes no time, hitting the ropes for a springboard slingshot. Thaddeus ducks under her crossbody attempt, and Latoya crashes hard on the mat. Thaddeus quickly grabs her, pulling her up into a swinging neck breaker, dropping her down hard!
Ray Carter: Nice counter by Duke! He’s got Latoya in his sights now!
Thaddeus goes for the cover.
ONE….
TWO…..
Latoya kicks out at two, showing her resilience. Thaddeus pulls her up and delivers a series of chops that echo through the arena, each one drawing a “WOOO!” from the crowd. Thaddeus whips her into the ropes and goes for a backbreaker, but Latoya counters with a headscissors takedown, flipping Thaddeus across the ring! Thaddeus gets to his feet, but Latoya is already airborne with a diving crossbody, taking Thaddeus down. She hooks the leg for another quick cover.
ONE…
TWO…
Thaddeus kicks out again. Latoya stays on the attack, hitting Thaddeus with a series of rapid kicks to the legs and midsection, trying to wear him down. She grabs his arm and looks for a straight jacket neck breaker slam, but Thaddeus fights out, reversing into a float-over DDT that spikes Latoya’s head into the mat!
Ray Carter: What a counter! Duke with the DDT, and Latoya looks rocked!”
Thaddeus hooks the leg for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…..
Latoya kicks out once more, showing her toughness. Thaddeus nods, appreciating her resilience, but the smile on his face shows he’s ready to dial it up. He pulls Latoya up and hits a beautiful overhead belly-to-belly suplex, launching her across the ring. Latoya lands hard, but she scrambles to her feet, only to eat a slingblade from Thaddeus! Thaddeus stalks Latoya as she gets to her feet, signaling for the Three Amigos. He lifts her up for the first vertical suplex, hitting it with precision. He rolls through, popping his hips and lifting her up again, executing the second suplex with ease. The crowd is on their feet as Thaddeus goes for the third, but Latoya shifts her weight, landing behind Thaddeus and catching him with a roll-up!
ONE…
TWO….
Thaddeus kicks out, surprised but not rattled. He’s back up quickly, but Latoya is a step faster, hitting a spinning hurricanrana that sends Thaddeus flying. She’s feeling the momentum, firing up the crowd as she climbs to the top rope. Latoya launches off with a frog splash, but Thaddeus rolls out of the way at the last second, and Latoya crashes into the mat!Thaddeus seizes the moment, grabbing Latoya and pulling her up into a double A spinebuster, slamming her down with authority. He immediately transitions into an elevated Boston Crab, wrenching back as Latoya screams in pain. The referee checks on her, but Latoya refuses to quit, dragging herself to the ropes to force the break.
Jay Walker: Latoya showing incredible heart! She’s still in this, but Thaddeus is wearing her down!
Thaddeus releases the hold, but he’s in full control now. He pulls Latoya to the center of the ring and signals for the end, setting up for his Heat Seeker—Sweet Chin Music. Thaddeus tunes up the band, stomping the mat as the crowd claps along. Latoya struggles to her feet, dazed and weary.Latoya turns around, and Thaddeus charges forward, unleashing the Heat Seeker with pinpoint precision. The kick connects flush to Latoya’s jaw, and she crumples to the mat. Thaddeus immediately covers, hooking both legs.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
The bell rings, and Thaddeus Duke’s music hits as he gets to his feet, celebrating his victory.
Jazmine Sparks: Here is your winner, advancing in the United States Championship Tournament, THADDEUSSS DUUUKKEEE!”
Ray Carter: What a performance by Thaddeus Duke! Latoya Hixx gave it everything she had, but tonight, The Lionheart was just too much!
Jay Walker: Thaddeus showed why he’s a top contender, Ray. He mixed power, agility, and technical skill to get the job done. And that Heat Seeker? Absolutely deadly!
Thaddeus climbs the turnbuckle, posing for the cheering crowd as Latoya is helped to the back, still clutching her jaw. Thaddeus points to the U.S. Championship graphic on the big screen, signaling his intentions loud and clear.
Ray Carter: Thaddeus Duke moves one step closer to becoming the first AAW United States Champion! This tournament is heating up, and I can’t wait to see what’s next!
SEGMENT
The camera cuts to the backstage interview area where AAW’s interviewer, Alyssa Morgan, stands with a microphone in hand. Beside her is Anthony King, looking focused and determined. Alyssa smiles at the camera before turning her attention to Anthony.
Alyssa Morgan: I’m here with Anthony King, who is set to compete in tonight's Main Event Conquest Championship match alongside Mac Bane, Kyra 'KJ' Davison, John Blade, Axel Shaw, and Misery. Anthony, how are you feeling about the upcoming match and the challenge of facing these six competitors?
Anthony King looks directly into the camera, his demeanor serious and confident.
Anthony King: Alyssa, I’m feeling great. This is exactly the kind of challenge I’ve been preparing for. Tonight isn’t just about facing one opponent; it’s about proving myself against some of the best in the business. I’ve put in the work, and I’m ready to show everyone what I’m made of.
Alyssa nods, understanding the gravity of the situation.
Alyssa Morgan: Nicky Douché has made some pretty controversial remarks about you, including some harsh comments about your upbringing. He’s called you and people like you 'trash' and questioned your place here in AAW. How do you respond to those comments, especially with tonight’s high-stakes match on the line?
Anthony’s expression hardens, a mix of anger and resolve in his eyes. He steps closer to the microphone, his voice carrying a tone of conviction.
Anthony King: You know, Alyssa, it’s typical for someone like Nicky to use words as a weapon. He’s got his own insecurities and feels the need to put others down to lift himself up. But here’s the thing he doesn’t know the first thing about my life or where I come from. I’m proud of my background and the struggle I’ve gone through. People like me, we don’t get anything handed to us. We fight for every inch we gain.
Anthony’s voice rises with intensity as he continues.
Anthony King: So, Nicky can keep talking all he wants, but it’s all noise. In tonight’s Conquest Championship match, I’m not just here to win for myself. I’m here to make sure that Nicky Douché doesn’t walk out with a damn thing. I’ll ensure that he leaves tonight with nothing to show for his big mouth. This isn’t just about winning the title; it’s about making sure Nicky doesn’t get any kind of victory or satisfaction tonight.
Alyssa Morgan smiles, acknowledging Anthony’s fierce determination.
Alyssa Morgan: Thank you, Anthony. We’ll be watching closely as you compete in tonight’s Main Event Conquest Championship match.
The camera fades out as Anthony King walks away, his focus clearly set on the challenge ahead and making a statement.
SEGMENT
In the middle of the AAW Impact show, the camera cuts to the luxurious suite box overlooking the ring, where AAW owner Tristian King is watching the action unfold below. Tristian, with a look of pride and excitement, surveys the arena packed with fans who are fully engaged in the night's spectacle. Suddenly, the door to the suite opens, and in walks Denzel Porter, known for always being in the thick of wrestling news.
Denzel Porter: Tristian! Man, I’ve been following the show all night while stuck in the worst traffic, but I just knew I had to be here in person for the main event. No way was I missing this!
Tristian King: Denzel! Glad you made it, buddy. You know it's not a party without the best wrestling insider in the business.
Denzel laughs and shakes Tristian's hand, both men exchanging friendly nods as they turn their attention back to the ring. The camera captures the moment, highlighting the buzz and anticipation for the main event, as Denzel positions himself at the front of the suite, ready to live-tweet every second of the action.
Denzel Porter: Trust me, the buzz online is off the charts. You’ve got a real hit on your hands, Tristian. The fans are loving it, and so am I. Let's see how this main event goes down.
Tristian gives a knowing smile, and the two look on, ready for the night's biggest moment.
MAIN EVENT
Champions Conquest Match
Anthony King vs Misery vs John Blade vs TJ Alexander vs Mac Bane vs Axel Shaw vs Nicky Douché vs Kyra "KJ" Davison
The bell rang, signaling the beginning of a match that was destined to be a historic opening night for All Action Wrestling. Eight competitors stood poised in the ring, each one a volatile combination of raw power, unyielding spirit, and relentless ambition. The crowd at the Crypto.com Arena was buzzing with anticipation, and as the action kicked off, the energy in the building was nothing short of electric.
Ray Carter: And here we go! The first-ever ‘Champions’ Conquest’ match is underway! Eight competitors, only four spots to advance. This is going to be pure chaos, Jay!
Jay Walker: You said it, Ray! We’ve got a mix of powerhouses, brawlers, high-flyers, and everything in between. It's a recipe for absolute mayhem!
As the initial clash of bodies and styles erupted in the center of the ring, Misery immediately locked eyes with Anthony King and charged forward. King, a fearless brawler, met him head-on. The two collided like runaway freight trains, exchanging heavy blows in the middle of the ring, neither man giving an inch. The fans roared as King delivered a wicked right hand, but Misery responded with a thunderous headbutt that sent King stumbling back. Misery pressed the advantage, grabbing King by the wrist and whipping him hard into the corner, rattling the ring with the impact. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, John Blade had found himself face-to-face with Kyra “KJ” Davison. KJ, a fierce and agile brawler, was not intimidated by Blade’s size advantage. As Blade swung a heavy right hand, KJ deftly ducked under it and delivered a quick, sharp jab to Blade's midsection, doubling him over. She followed with a flurry of punches, driving Blade back toward the ropes. Just as Blade began to recover, KJ whipped around and caught him with a spinning back elbow, sending him stumbling backward.
Ray Carter: Look at KJ go! She’s taking it right to John Blade!
Jay Walker: KJ Davison is showing no fear, and that’s exactly what you need in a match like this. No room for hesitation!
KJ’s momentum was cut short as Mac Bane moved in with a purpose. Bane, the powerful brawler, quickly positioned himself beside KJ, nodding at her. The two shared a knowing glance an unspoken alliance forged in the heat of competition. KJ grinned, understanding the game plan. The two powerhouses turned their focus to Axel Shaw, who had just flattened TJ Alexander with a clothesline. Mac Bane and KJ charged Shaw together, KJ delivering a low dropkick to Shaw’s knee while Bane came in with a shoulder tackle to the upper body. The combination attack brought the towering Shaw to the mat. Bane quickly followed up, stomping on Shaw’s chest, while KJ grabbed Shaw's arm, locking in an armbar. Shaw winced, clearly caught off guard by the coordinated attack.
Jay Walker: Whoa! Looks like we’ve got our first alliance of the night Mac Bane and KJ Davison working together!
Ray Carter: Smart strategy, Jay! They know they’ve got to thin the herd if they want to make it to Phase 2!
Bane, spotting Nicky Douché sneaking up behind KJ, quickly stepped in, grabbing Nicky by the arm and swinging him around into a massive clothesline from KJ. Nicky hit the mat hard, but as he landed, he rolled to the outside, regrouping before taking any more damage. Back in the ring, TJ Alexander used the chaos to his advantage. After regaining his footing, he saw his chance, springboarding off the ropes and launching himself across the ring with a flying crossbody that took down John Blade. TJ’s speed was on full display as he quickly got back to his feet, only to leap up again, nailing Misery with a dropkick that staggered the powerhouse. Misery, frustrated by the high-flyer, bellowed in anger and charged TJ, but TJ ducked under a big boot, bounced off the ropes, and came back with a hurricanrana that sent Misery flying into the turnbuckle. The crowd popped as TJ kipped up to his feet, clearly in his element. Meanwhile, KJ and Mac continued their partnership, eyeing their next target. Mac pointed at Anthony King, and KJ nodded in agreement. As King turned his attention away from his battle with Misery, KJ blindsided him with a running knee to the ribs. King dropped to one knee, and Mac followed up with a brutal elbow to the back of the head, sending King face-first to the mat. KJ quickly moved in, stomping on King’s lower back, while Mac dropped a knee right between King’s shoulder blades.
Ray Carter: KJ and Mac Bane are looking unstoppable as a duo! They’re picking apart everyone in their path!
Jay Walker: They’re playing this match smart, Ray.
As Mac and KJ continued their onslaught on King, Axel Shaw began to stir, using the ropes to pull himself up. Sensing an opportunity, KJ whispered something to Mac. They quickly broke off their attack on King and turned their attention to Shaw. KJ hit Shaw with a stiff forearm to the back, driving him into Mac, who caught Shaw in a bear hug, squeezing with all his might. Shaw’s face contorted with pain as Mac wrenched back, applying maximum pressure. KJ took a step back, measuring her shot, and ran forward, delivering a running big boot to Shaw’s face while Mac still held him in the bear hug. Shaw's head snapped back, and Mac released him, letting him crumple to the mat. KJ pounded her chest, feeding off the crowd's energy. Nicky Douché, having recovered on the outside, saw the alliance between KJ and Mac forming a dangerous duo and decided it was time to make a move. Slipping back into the ring, he aimed for Mac first, charging him with a flurry of quick strikes. Mac staggered back, momentarily taken aback by Nicky’s speed. But before Mac could recover, Nicky spun around and caught KJ with a jumping enzuigiri to the side of the head, sending her stumbling into the ropes. Nicky quickly switched tactics, going after TJ Alexander, who was still moving at lightning speed around the ring. He caught TJ in mid-air as he attempted another springboard, driving him down with a modified power slam. Nicky smirked as he got to his feet, clearly enjoying the chaos unfolding around him.
Ray Carter: Nicky Douché showing why he’s one of the most well-rounded competitors in this match! He can adapt to any style and keep everyone guessing!
Jay Walker: He’s got to! In a match like this, versatility is key. Nicky’s using his ability to do a little bit of everything to stay in the fight!
As the action raged on, the alliances, rivalries, and individual strategies began to take shape. Mac Bane and KJ Davison continued their temporary partnership, helping each other fend off the bigger threats like Shaw and Blade, while always keeping a wary eye on one another, knowing that trust was a luxury they couldn’t afford for long. Misery roared back into the fray, grabbing TJ Alexander by the throat and hurling him across the ring like a ragdoll, demonstrating his sheer, unrestrained power. The crowd was on its feet, every fan in the arena sensing that they were witnessing a match for the ages, with no clear end in sight. Bodies collided, alliances shifted, and the intensity continued to rise, as each competitor fought tooth and nail to avoid elimination and advance to the second phase of this historic bout.
Ray Carter: This is an all-out war! Nobody’s backing down, and everyone’s looking for that critical opening to score a pin!
Jay Walker: And look at TJ Alexander, Ray! He’s perched on the top turnbuckle! I think he’s got something big in mind!”
As the brawl spilled to the outside, TJ Alexander seized his moment. While the other competitors were busy battering each other with brutal strikes and grapples, TJ climbed to the top rope, his eyes scanning the ring below. The crowd sensed something big was about to happen, and their roars filled the arena, urging TJ on. Down on the floor, Misery had just delivered a bone-rattling spinebuster to John Blade, sending the big man crashing into the barricade. Not far from them, Anthony King and Axel Shaw were trading stiff blows, each strike echoing like a gunshot in the arena. Meanwhile, Nicky Douché was trying to fend off the relentless attacks of Mac Bane , who had KJ Davison watching his back as always. The alliance between KJ and Mac was still holding strong, and they were using their teamwork to dominate the action on the outside.
But no one saw TJ coming. With a confident look, TJ launched himself off the top rope, twisting his body in a graceful arc as he soared through the air. The crowd erupted as TJ executed a picture perfect moonsault, crashing down onto the brawling mass of wrestlers below. The impact sent bodies flying in every direction, taking out everyone in his path. TJ’s high-risk maneuver paid off as he stood tall among the fallen, the crowd chanting his name in approval.
Ray Carter: What a move! TJ Alexander just took out the entire field with that breathtaking moonsault!
Jay Walker: Unbelievable athleticism from TJ! That’s how you make a statement in a match like this!
TJ wasted no time basking in the glory of his spectacular move. He knew that in a match like this, every second counted. As the other competitors struggled to get back on their feet, TJ quickly grabbed Nicky Douché, whipping him into the steel steps with a thunderous crash. Nicky grimaced in pain as his back slammed into the unforgiving steel, and TJ moved on, his eyes darting around for his next target. Kyra “KJ” Davison, still feeling the effects of TJ’s moonsault, was next to get to her feet. Spotting TJ’s approach, she ducked a clothesline and countered with a stiff kick to his midsection. KJ then followed up with a spinning back elbow, but TJ managed to block it just in time, retaliating with a dropkick that sent KJ tumbling into the barricade. Mac Bane charged at TJ, but TJ, with his quick reflexes, dodged and caught Mac with a drop toe hold, sending him face first into the ring apron. TJ was on a roll, using his agility to keep the bigger competitors at bay. But he wasn’t the only one putting on a show. Anthony King, having shaken off the earlier attacks, rallied himself and targeted Misery, who was still recovering from the moonsault. King delivered a series of rapid-fire punches, pushing Misery back against the ring post. Misery, though dazed, wasn’t about to be outdone. He grabbed King by the throat with both hands, lifting him off his feet and slamming him down onto the floor with a chokeslam that left the crowd gasping. Misery let out a primal yell, feeding off the audience’s reaction.
Ray Carter:Misery with that monstrous chokeslam on Anthony King! This guy is a beast, Jay!
Jay Walker: Absolutely! Misery’s looking to dominate, and he’s not afraid to go through anyone in his way!
With King down, Misery turned his attention to Axel Shaw, who was just getting to his feet. Misery charged, but Shaw, showcasing his own raw strength, caught Misery in a belly-to-belly suplex, launching him into the barricade. The crowd exploded as Shaw flexed his muscles, making a statement of his own. Shaw’s display of power was short-lived, however, as John Blade blindsided him with a running shoulder tackle, sending Shaw sprawling into the ring steps. The action showed no signs of slowing down. As Misery and Shaw struggled to recover, Nicky Douché slid back into the ring, looking to catch a breather. But Mac Bane wasn’t far behind. Mac slid in, charged at Nicky, and caught him with a big boot that nearly took Nicky’s head off. Nicky rolled out of the ring, clutching his jaw, while Mac stood tall in the ring, soaking in the crowd’s reaction.
Ray Carter: Mac Bane just leveled Nicky Douché! Mac’s not here to make friends he’s here to make an impact!
Jay Walker: And look at Mac, Ray. He’s sizing up the field, looking for his next target. This guy’s got bad intentions!
Mac’s eyes locked onto TJ, who was still trying to keep up his high-paced assault. With a determined stride, Mac stalked TJ, ready to put the high-flyer in his place. But TJ, ever the opportunist, quickly rolled into the ring and bounced off the ropes, gaining speed. Mac swung for a clothesline, but TJ ducked under, hitting the opposite ropes before coming back with a springboard elbow that caught Mac right on the jaw. Mac staggered but didn’t go down, showcasing his resilience.Kyra “KJ” Davison re-entered the fray, charging Mac from behind and hitting him with a series of rapid strikes, backing him into the corner. KJ, spotting an opportunity, and went at TJ and caught him with a surprise snap DDT, planting TJ in the middle of the ring. The crowd reacted with shock and excitement as KJ rose to her feet, her eyes scanning the fallen bodies around her. Anthony King was back on his feet and zeroed in on KJ. The two brawlers met in the center of the ring, exchanging heavy strikes that echoed throughout the arena. King’s fists were like sledgehammers, but KJ’s speed and agility allowed her to dodge the worst of them. She ducked under a right hand from King and countered with a spinning heel kick that caught King on the side of the head. King staggered, and KJ followed up with a leaping forearm smash, sending King crashing to the mat. On the outside, Axel Shaw and John Blade were trading vicious strikes, each blow more punishing than the last. Blade managed to gain the upper hand with a knee lift to Shaw’s gut, doubling him over. Blade quickly followed up by lifting Shaw onto his shoulders, looking for a powerslam, but Shaw slipped out the back, shoving Blade into the ring post. Blade grimaced in pain as his shoulder connected with the steel, and Shaw capitalized, whipping Blade into the barricade with authority. The intensity was at an all-time high, with each competitor determined to secure a spot in the final four. The crowd’s energy was infectious, fueling the wrestlers to push through the pain and exhaustion. Nicky Douché, still nursing his earlier wounds, slid back into the ring with a chair in hand. The referee warned him off, but Nicky paid no attention. He swung the chair wildly, taking aim at the nearest competitor, which happened to be Anthony King. King ducked under the swing, kicked Nicky in the gut, and hit a snap suplex that sent Nicky sprawling. The chair clattered to the mat, momentarily forgotten as King turned his attention back to the brawling mass outside the ring.
Ray Carter: Nicky Douché tried to bring a chair into the mix, but Anthony King was having none of it! You’ve got to be ready for anything in this match!”
Jay Walker: Absolutely! No disqualifications, no holds barred these guys are willing to do whatever it takes to come out on top!
Back in the ring, KJ was back on her feet, but Misery was waiting. He grabbed KJ by the throat, lifting her off the mat for a chokeslam. But KJ fought back, kicking and scratching, forcing Misery to release his grip. She landed on her feet and immediately hit Misery with a stiff forearm to the jaw, momentarily stunning the big man. Sensing an opportunity, KJ quickly bounced off the ropes and came flying back at Misery with a thunderous running knee strike, driving her knee square into Misery’s face. The impact rocked Misery, sending him staggering backward into the corner. KJ wasn’t done she charged at him full speed, leaping up and delivering a crushing corner dropkick that slammed Misery’s head into the turnbuckle. Misery slumped in the corner, dazed from KJ’s relentless assault. Not wasting a second, KJ pulled Misery out of the corner and set him up for a snap suplex. The effort of lifting the powerhouse took everything KJ had, but she managed to muscle Misery over, planting him hard on the mat. The crowd erupted in cheers as KJ rolled to her feet, adrenaline surging through her veins, knowing she’d just taken down one of the biggest threats in the match.
Ray Carter: KJ Davison is on fire! She just took Misery down with sheer determination!
Jay Walker: KJ’s showing no fear, Ray! That’s exactly the kind of attitude you need to win this match!”
As KJ caught her breath, she locked eyes with Mac Bane, her ally in the chaos. They exchanged a quick nod, ready to regroup, but still fully aware that when the moment came, it would be every wrestler for themselves. The action continued at a blistering pace, each competitor finding new reserves of strength and strategy to survive the mayhem. The atmosphere in the Crypto.com Arena was electric, each fan on the edge of their seat, anticipating the next big moment. KJ Davison and Mac Bane locked eyes, their alliance still intact amid the chaos, and they set their sights on Misery, who was slowly pulling himself up on the outside. KJ and Mac exchanged a quick glance of understanding and slid out of the ring. They approached Misery, who was still reeling from KJ’s assault moments earlier. Mac and KJ each grabbed an arm, and with a combined effort, they whipped Misery into the steel steps with a sickening crash. Misery clutched his shoulder, pain etched across his face, but Mac and KJ weren’t finished.
Ray Carter: Looks like Mac and KJ have some bad intentions for Misery here!
Jay Walker: These two are taking out one of the biggest threats in this match, Ray. This alliance is paying off big time!
With Misery dazed and down, Mac and KJ shared a quick nod, pulling the heavy steps closer to the Spanish commentary table. The crowd roared, sensing something big was about to happen. They heaved Misery up together, positioning him precariously near the edge of the table. KJ climbed onto the barricade for leverage, while Mac lifted Misery high into the air. With a coordinated effort, Mac and KJ delivered a brutal double powerbomb, sending Misery crashing through the Spanish commentary table in a devastating explosion of splintered wood and debris.
Ray Carter: Misery just went through the table! Mac and KJ working like a well-oiled machine!
Jay Walker: That’s what it takes, Ray! If you’ve got an alliance, use it to take down the biggest dog in the fight!
Misery lay in the wreckage, barely moving, effectively taken out of the match for the time being. KJ patted Mac on the shoulder, a gesture of mutual respect, before they turned their focus back to the ring. Meanwhile, John Blade was battling Nicky Douché inside, trading heavy punches in the center of the ring. Blade powered through, lifting Nicky and slamming him with a spinebuster that shook the ring. But before Blade could capitalize, Mac Bane slid back in, catching Blade off guard with a stiff lariat that nearly decapitated him. Mac wasted no time, dragging Blade to the apron and then down to the floor, where he pulled him toward the steel steps he had moved earlier. In a display of raw power, Mac hoisted Blade up, setting him up for a pop-up powerbomb. With a burst of energy, Mac launched Blade high and slammed him down with bone crunching force onto the steel steps. Blade’s back arched in agony as he rolled off the steps, clutching his spine in pain.
Ray Carter: Blade’s spine just met cold steel! Mac Bane is on a mission to send a message here!
Jay Walker: And that message is clear, Ray get in Mac’s way, and you’re going down hard!
Mac quickly covered Blade, hooking the leg tightly as the referee slid in for the count.
One!
Two!
Three!
The bell rang, signaling the first elimination as John Blade was escorted out of the match. Mac rose to his feet, a smirk crossing his face as the referee guided him to one of the holding boxes, securing his place in the next phase of the match.
Ray Carter: Mac Bane is the first to move on! He’s secured his spot in phase two!”
Jay Walker: And he did it with authority, Ray! That powerbomb on the steps was brutal!”
With Mac safely in his holding box, the match continued with seven competitors still in the fray. The action ramped up as the remaining wrestlers realized the stakes, each one knowing they needed a pin to advance. Anthony King and Axel Shaw found themselves trading blows, each strike echoing through the arena like gunfire. King, a relentless brawler, managed to gain the upper hand with a knee to Axel’s gut, followed by a vicious DDT that spiked Axel’s head into the mat. King signaled to the crowd, looking for his finisher, but Axel had other plans. As King hoisted him up, Axel twisted in mid-air, slipping out of King’s grasp. With a surge of strength, Axel lifted King off his feet and planted him with a powerful jackhammer, the impact reverberating through the ring. Axel quickly covered King, hooking both legs as the referee dropped for the count.
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Ray Carter: Axel Shaw eliminates Anthony King! And just like that, we’re down to six!”
Jay Walker: Axel with that picture-perfect jackhammer, Ray! He’s making a statement tonight!
With King eliminated, Axel made his way to his designated holding box, joining Mac as the second wrestler to secure his spot in the final phase. The match continued with the remaining competitors realizing that the opportunities were dwindling. With Axel and Mac safely in their holding boxes, the remaining competitors KJ, Nicky, Misery, and TJ were in a frenetic scramble, each knowing that they needed a pin to advance to the final phase. The action in the ring was relentless, and the stakes were higher than ever.
Ray Carter: The pace has picked up tremendously! Each pinfall is crucial now!”
Jay Walker: Absolutely, Ray! With only two spots left in the final phase, every move counts!
In the ring, TJ and Nicky were locked in a high-speed exchange. Nicky tried to catch TJ with a rolling elbow, but TJ ducked and hit a superkick. As TJ went for the cover, KJ broke it up with a flying kick, keeping her hopes alive. Meanwhile, Misery, still smarting from earlier attacks, saw an opportunity to make a big statement. He charged at TJ, who was recovering on the apron, and with a burst of strength, sent TJ crashing through the barricade with a devastating clothesline. The crowd erupted as TJ’s body crashed through the barrier, leaving him momentarily incapacitated on the outside.
Jay Walker: That’s a game-changer, Ray! Misery’s making sure TJ won’t be getting back in the ring anytime soon!
With TJ out of the immediate action, KJ took her chance to hit Misery with a high-risk move. She charged at the ropes and launched herself with a suicide dive, colliding with Misery and sending him sprawling onto the floor. Back in the ring, Nicky and KJ engaged in a fast-paced exchange. KJ ducked a clothesline and retaliated with a spinning heel kick, but Nicky rolled through and locked in a quick roll-up. The referee dropped for the count, but KJ kicked out just in time. As the match continued, the intensity only grew. Misery, recovering from the dive, pulled himself back into the ring just in time to break up a pin attempt by Nicky on KJ. The action was non-stop, with every competitor desperately trying to secure their place in the final phase.The ring was a whirlwind of bodies and energy, with each wrestler pushing their limits. The crowd was on their feet, roaring with excitement as the competitors battled fiercely. With the intensity reaching a fever pitch, KJ Davison and Nicky Douché found themselves alone in the ring, their eyes locking in a moment of mutual respect and fierce competition. The crowd roared as the two competitors circled each other, both knowing that the next few minutes could define their path to the final phase. They locked up in the center of the ring, a test of strength and skill. Nicky managed to gain the upper hand, twisting KJ into a side headlock, but KJ quickly countered with a slick back suplex, sending Nicky crashing to the mat. Nicky rolled through, showing his agility, and immediately went for a dropkick. KJ dodged, and the two exchanged a rapid sequence of counters and reversals, each move flowing seamlessly into the next. Nicky whipped KJ into the corner and charged in, but KJ leapt to the second rope, springboarding off with a twisting crossbody that flattened Nicky for a near fall. As Nicky kicked out, KJ wasted no time, transitioning into a series of rapid-fire kicks that kept Nicky on the defensive. KJ went for a spinning back kick, but Nicky caught her leg, spun her around, and dropped her with a snap German suplex that folded her up.
Ray Carter: What a sequence! These two are matching each other move for move!
Jay Walker: It’s a wrestling showcase, Ray! They’re pulling out all the stops to prove who’s better!
KJ, unfazed, popped back up, and Nicky went for a lariat. KJ ducked and countered with a Pele kick that connected flush, staggering Nicky. KJ then hoisted Nicky up and delivered a high-impact Michinoku Driver, hooking the leg for another near fall. The crowd gasped as Nicky kicked out at the last second, showing his resilience. Meanwhile, outside the ring, the brawl between TJ Alexander and Misery had escalated into a brutal fight. Misery, using his size and power advantage, hurled TJ into the steel barricade with authority. TJ’s back arched in pain as Misery followed up with a running knee that drove TJ’s head into the barrier. Misery, with a sadistic grin, pulled TJ up and set him up for a suplex onto the unforgiving concrete. He lifted TJ, but TJ fought back mid-air, twisting out of Misery’s grasp and landing behind him. With a burst of adrenaline, TJ jumped onto the barricade, springboarding off with a moonsault that caught Misery off guard, driving him to the floor.
Ray Carter: TJ Alexander just took flight! He’s not going down without a fight!
Jay Walker: That’s TJ for you, Ray! High-risk, high-reward!
Misery, dazed but not out, staggered to his feet, his eyes narrowing as he reached under the ring and pulled out a steel chair. The crowd’s cheers turned to gasps as Misery swung the chair with a violent force, catching TJ across the ribs. TJ crumbled to the ground, clutching his side in pain, but Misery wasn’t done. He raised the chair again, slamming it down on TJ’s back with a sickening thud. Back in the ring, KJ and Nicky were still going at it, each trying to outdo the other with technical prowess and high-impact offense. Nicky countered a suplex attempt with a knee to KJ’s midsection, then hoisted her up for a vertical suplex, holding her in the air for a few seconds to show off his strength before driving her down with authority. Nicky quickly followed up with a running knee strike to the side of KJ’s head, going for another pin.
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KJ kicked out, and the fans erupted, fully behind the fierce competitors. Nicky, showing frustration but not losing focus, pulled KJ up and set her up for his signature swinging neckbreaker. But KJ fought out, pushing Nicky into the ropes. As Nicky rebounded, KJ leapt up, catching him with a perfectly timed hurricanrana that spiked Nicky’s head into the mat. KJ sprang up, the adrenaline surging through her as she signaled to the crowd, climbing the top rope and poised for a high-flying move. Before KJ could launch herself, Nicky shot up, leaping onto the second rope and delivering a desperate superplex, sending both competitors crashing to the mat in a heap. The impact echoed throughout the arena, and both KJ and Nicky lay motionless for a moment, the toll of the match evident on their faces. Outside, Misery had TJ in a precarious position, looking to finish him off. He lifted TJ and powerbombed him into the remnants of the barricade, leaving TJ sprawled out amidst the wreckage. Misery, fueled by fury, turned his attention back to the ring, rolling in with a sinister look in his eyes.
Ray Carter: Misery just put TJ through the barricade! This is absolute carnage!
Jay Walker: Misery’s on a warpath, and KJ and Nicky are right in his sights!”
KJ and Nicky, still recovering from the superplex, found themselves at the mercy of Misery, who stormed into the ring, dragging KJ to her feet. He lifted her into a military press, showing off his power before dropping her with a gutbuster. Nicky, defiant, swung at Misery, but Misery caught his arm and yanked him into a devastating short-arm clothesline that flipped Nicky inside out.
Ray Carter: This is incredible! Four warriors, two spots left, and no one is giving an inch!”
Jay Walker: We’re witnessing something special, Ray! This is what All Action Wrestling is all about!
Misery, in full control, turned his attention back to Nicky Douché, who was struggling to get back on his feet. Misery grabbed Nicky by the head, yanking him up with a snarl. He hoisted Nicky into the air with ease, delivering a punishing powerbomb that shook the ring. Nicky arched in pain, but Misery wasn’t done. He pulled Nicky up again, this time lifting him for a brutal spinebuster that sent a shockwave through the crowd.
Ray Carter: Misery is dominating! Nicky’s taking a beating here!
Jay Walker: Misery’s showing no mercy, Ray! He’s looking to take Nicky out once and for all!
Misery loomed over Nicky, his eyes filled with a sadistic glee as he prepared to finish him off. He pulled Nicky up one more time, setting him up for a devastating sit-out powerbomb, but just as Misery was about to drive Nicky into the mat, a sudden flash of movement caught the corner of his eye. From the top rope, TJ Alexander launched himself through the air, twisting mid-flight to hit Misery with a stunning tornado DDT! The impact planted Misery’s head into the canvas, finally breaking his relentless assault on Nicky. The crowd erupted in cheers, and TJ, with the momentum back on his side, sprang to his feet with fire in his eyes.
Ray Carter: TJ Alexander out of nowhere with the tornado DDT! Misery is down!
Jay Walker: TJ’s back in this match! He’s not going down without a fight!
As Misery rolled away, clutching his head, KJ Davison slid back into the ring, ready to re-enter the fray. TJ spotted her and seized the moment, leaping into action with a jaw-dropping Canadian Destroyer that sent KJ flipping head over heels. The fans leapt to their feet, stunned by the sheer athleticism and precision of TJ’s offense.
Ray Carter: Canadian Destroyer! KJ just got planted!
Jay Walker: TJ Alexander is on fire! He’s looking to capitalize and secure his spot in the final phase!
Seeing his opportunity, TJ quickly climbed the turnbuckle, his eyes locked on KJ as she struggled to her feet. He poised himself, ready to deliver a high-impact elbow to the head of KJ. As she staggered up, TJ took flight, aiming for the kill. But at the last second, KJ sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the impact as TJ crashed into the mat. The crowd gasped, the air electric with anticipation. As TJ struggled to recover, Misery, seemingly out of nowhere, charged in with a burst of speed, spearing TJ with his finisher, the Cruor! The force of the move folded TJ in half, leaving him gasping on the mat. Misery covered TJ, hooking the leg as the referee dropped for the count.
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Ray Carter: Misery does it! He advances to the final phase with a devastating spear!
Jay Walker: The Cruor strikes! TJ’s out, and we’re down to KJ and Nicky!
Misery rose to his feet, a mix of exhaustion and triumph on his face as he made his way to his holding box, securing his spot in the final phase. The crowd buzzed with excitement, knowing that the first phase had reached its final critical moment. With Misery’s victory, it all came down to KJ Davison and Nicky Douché—the last two standing in the first phase of this grueling battle. Both competitors were visibly drained, but the fire in their eyes told the story: they weren’t finished yet. They stared each other down, the stakes higher than ever as the crowd’s anticipation built to a fever pitch.
Ray Carter: KJ and Nicky one of them is going to the final phase, but who’s got enough left in the tank to make it?
Jay Walker: It’s anyone’s match now, Ray! These two have fought tooth and nail to get here, and neither one is backing down!
Nicky and KJ circled each other in the ring, the tension palpable as the crowd roared in anticipation. The two competitors locked up, and it was Nicky who quickly gained the upper hand, using his size and strength advantage to power KJ into the corner. He threw a series of sharp strikes to her midsection, forcing her to double over in pain before tossing her across the ring with a thundering belly-to-belly suplex.
Ray Carter: Nicky Douché taking control early! He's showing no respect for KJ Davison here!
Jay Walker: Nicky's on a roll, but he's got to stay focused! KJ’s tough as nails!
Nicky smirked, basking in his dominance as he sauntered over to KJ, who was trying to get back to her feet. He grabbed her by the hair, taunting her with a few slaps to the face.
Nicky Douché: You think you can hang with me? You’re outta your league, sweetheart!
He shoved her back down, playing to the crowd with a cocky grin. As KJ tried to rise again, Nicky booted her in the ribs, sending her sprawling back to the mat. He continued to taunt, strutting around the ring, playing to the jeers of the crowd. But KJ wasn’t about to back down. Slowly, she got to her feet, fire in her eyes as she wiped the sweat from her brow. Nicky charged in for another attack, but KJ sidestepped and fired back with a stiff forearm to the jaw that rocked Nicky. She followed up with a flurry of punches, each one landing with increasing force, driving Nicky back.
Ray Carter: KJ’s fighting back! She’s not done yet!
Jay Walker: This is what KJ does best—turning a fight into a brawl! Nicky better watch out!
KJ continued her relentless assault, hitting Nicky with a series of hard-hitting strikes that knocked the wind out of him. She grabbed him, nailing him with a snap suplex that sent him crashing to the mat. KJ then locked in a punishing sleeper hold, squeezing with all her might as Nicky flailed, desperate to break free. Nicky, with a burst of desperation, managed to push himself to his feet, ramming KJ into the corner to break the hold. As he staggered away, he shoved the referee into KJ, buying himself a few precious moments to recover. The ref stumbled, trying to regain his balance as Nicky caught his breath. Suddenly, the crowd’s attention shifted to the ramp as Avery Bitterman, Nicky’s right-hand man, sauntered down with a sly grin, clearly intent on giving Nicky an assist.
Ray Carter: What’s this? Avery Bitterman is making his way to the ring! This isn’t fair!
Jay Walker: Nicky’s got his insurance policy, Ray! This could be the turning point!
Just as Avery approached the ring, Anthony King came sprinting down the ramp, steel chair in hand. With a thunderous crack, Anthony swung the chair into Avery’s back, sending him crashing to the floor. The crowd erupted as Anthony stood over Avery, flipping off Nicky with a defiant middle finger.
Ray Carter: Anthony King evens the odds! Avery Bitterman just got leveled!
Jay Walker: Nicky is furious! Anthony King just turned the tables!
Nicky, seething with rage, yelled at Anthony from inside the ring, his focus entirely on his rival outside. But the distraction was all KJ needed. She slipped behind Nicky, grabbing him around the waist and launching him with a powerful German suplex. The impact left Nicky dazed, and KJ wasted no time. She quickly positioned herself, measuring Nicky as he tried to push himself up. With precision and ferocity, KJ hit her finisher, the Blackout a devastating curb stomp that drove Nicky face-first into the mat. The crowd counted along as the referee dropped for the pin.
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Ray Carter:KJ Davison does it! She’s moving on to the final phase!
Jay Walker: What a turn of events! KJ capitalized on the distraction, and now she’s in the final four!
The atmosphere in the arena shifted. The holding boxes began to open one by one, releasing the four finalists: Mac Bane, Axel Shaw, Misery, and KJ Davison. Each competitor stepped out, their eyes locked on the ring as the crew rushed to set up ladders around the ring. One by one, they entered the ring, each knowing that they were just moments away from the second phase of the Champions’ Conquest match. The crowd buzzed with anticipation, the stakes higher than ever as the four competitors stared each other down, ready for the ladder match that would determine their fates.
Ray Carter: Here we go, Jay! Phase two is about to begin, and the ladders are out! It’s every wrestler for themselves now!
Jay Walker: Four competitors, four briefcases, and only three titles up for grabs! The pressure is on, and it’s going to be absolute chaos in there!
The bell rang to start phase two, and all four competitors immediately dove into the action, with alliances and rivalries instantly taking center stage. KJ and Mac, maintaining their alliance, quickly went after Axel and Misery, knowing that sticking together would increase their odds of getting first choice at the briefcases.
Ray Carter: It's absolute chaos in there! Four competitors, four briefcases, but the first pick is everything! That’s why no one's climbing just yet they’re all jockeying for position!
Jay Walker: Right, Ray! They know the value of picking the right briefcase. This isn't just about climbing; it’s about playing the game smart!
KJ and Mac immediately targeted Misery, working together with seamless teamwork. Mac whipped Misery into KJ, who nailed him with a running dropkick that sent Misery staggering back into a corner. Mac followed up with a brutal running knee, stunning Misery further. Meanwhile, Axel Shaw, still recovering from the earlier match, took the opportunity to grab a steel chair and swung it viciously at KJ, but Mac stepped in just in time, shoving KJ out of the way and taking the chair shot across his shoulder. KJ, grateful but focused, retaliated by launching herself off the ropes and hitting Axel with a springboard clothesline, sending him crashing down. She immediately turned her attention back to Misery, who was pulling himself up using the ropes. KJ charged at him, but Misery caught her mid-air and slammed her down with a spinebuster, momentarily breaking her momentum. Mac, shaking off the chair shot, grabbed the steel chair from the mat and smashed it across Axel’s back, sending Axel rolling out of the ring in pain. He then handed the chair to KJ, who used it to deliver a series of punishing blows to Misery’s back, keeping the powerhouse grounded. With Misery and Axel temporarily neutralized, Mac and KJ turned their attention to setting up a ladder in the center of the ring.
Ray Carter: Mac and KJ are really clicking as a team! They’re systematically taking out the competition exactly what they need to do if they want first pick!
Jay Walker: They’ve got the numbers game on their side, Ray. If they can keep it up, they might just be the first to grab a briefcase!
As Mac and KJ began their climb, Axel slid back into the ring, dragging a kendo stick with him. He swung it at KJ’s legs, knocking her off the ladder and sending her crashing onto the mat. Mac, seeing KJ fall, hopped off the ladder to confront Axel, and the two traded heavy blows, neither willing to back down. Axel managed to get the upper hand, ramming the kendo stick into Mac’s midsection and then smashing it over Mac’s back, bending the stick in half. While Mac writhed in pain, Axel began setting up another ladder beside the first, clearly intent on grabbing a briefcase for himself. Misery, having recovered from KJ’s earlier assault, pulled a table from under the ring and slid it inside, setting it up beneath the briefcases. He climbed the ladder with a renewed sense of urgency, ready to battle for the first pick. KJ, refusing to stay down, climbed back into the ring and joined Mac, both of them determined to take out Axel and Misery. KJ grabbed a steel chair while Mac picked up a discarded kendo stick, the two of them coordinating their attack. They laid into Misery and Axel with relentless strikes, beating them back and keeping them away from the ladders. With Misery and Axel down, KJ and Mac began a strategic climb up their ladders, one ladder each. They glanced at each other, making sure they were still in sync, ready to secure the top two briefcases if given the chance. But Axel and Misery weren't going to let them have it so easily. Axel, bleeding from a cut on his forehead, forced himself up and charged at Mac's ladder, tipping it over and sending Mac crashing into the ropes.
Ray Carter: These guys are throwing everything at each other! Mac and KJ had the advantage, but Axel’s not letting them keep it for long!
Jay Walker: They're all desperate for that first pick, Ray! No one's safe on those ladders!
As KJ continued her ascent, Misery recovered and yanked her down, lifting her up into a powerbomb position. But Mac, recovering from his fall, lunged forward with a chop block to Misery’s knee, causing him to drop KJ harmlessly onto her feet. Mac and KJ double-teamed Misery, executing a picture-perfect double DDT onto the steel chair, leaving Misery sprawled out on the canvas. Mac and KJ reset their ladders once more, knowing they needed to capitalize on the moment. But as they started to climb again, Axel grabbed the ladder Mac was on and shoved it aside, forcing Mac into a hard landing on the turnbuckle. Axel then grabbed KJ, trying to powerbomb her onto the table Misery had set up earlier, but KJ managed to counter, flipping Axel over with a hurricanrana that sent him crashing into the corner.
Ray Carter: What a counter by KJ! This alliance with Mac is giving them a real shot at controlling this match!"
Jay Walker: But they’ve got to stay sharp, Ray! One slip, and it’s anyone’s game to win or lose!
Misery, resilient as ever, crawled back into the fray, dragging himself up one of the ladders while Axel did the same on the opposite side. With four competitors on three ladders, the ring was a powder keg ready to explode, and the crowd was on the edge of their seats, waiting to see who would seize the first pick of the briefcases. The chaos continued to escalate, and it wasn't long before the action spilled to the outside. KJ and Axel traded blows, with Axel trying to gain the upper hand by using his size and strength advantage. He whipped KJ into the steel steps with a thunderous crash, but KJ, ever resilient, rolled through the impact and came back at Axel with a running knee strike that sent him staggering backward into the barricade.
Ray Carter: KJ's not backing down one bit! She's giving Axel everything she's got!"
Jay Walker:She’s got that no-quit attitude, Ray! But Axel’s a powerhouse, and he’s not going to make this easy for her!
Meanwhile, Mac and Misery were locked in a brutal slugfest on the opposite side of the ring. Misery, fueled by sheer aggression, rammed Mac headfirst into the ring post, the sound echoing through the arena as Mac dropped to one knee, dazed. Misery wasn’t done, though he grabbed Mac and flung him over the barricade, sending him crashing into the front row of the crowd. Fans scrambled out of the way as Misery climbed over, continuing his assault with heavy fists raining down on Mac. KJ, seeing Mac in trouble, glanced at Axel, who was still recovering by the barricade. She charged at him, leaping up and catching him with a flying forearm that sent both of them tumbling over the barricade and into the crowd. The audience erupted as KJ and Axel fought their way through the sea of people, trading stiff punches and elbows. Axel grabbed a nearby chair, swinging wildly, but KJ ducked under and nailed him with a back kick to the gut, causing Axel to drop the chair. Back near the ring, Misery lifted Mac and drove him onto the concrete floor with a snap suplex, leaving Mac writhing in pain. Misery roared in triumph, dragging Mac back over the barricade and tossing him toward the ring. As Misery went to retrieve a table from under the ring, Mac, refusing to stay down, launched himself at Misery with a double axe handle, knocking him into the apron.
Ray Carter: This is an absolute war, Jay! No one's holding anything back!
Jay Walker: They’re all running on pure adrenaline, Ray! This is what it takes to be the first to grab one of those briefcases!"
KJ and Axel, still brawling among the fans, began to make their way back toward the ring. KJ managed to snap off a quick DDT on the concrete, stunning Axel and buying herself a moment to breathe. She climbed over the barricade and grabbed a nearby ladder, setting it up near the apron as Axel slowly regained his footing. Seeing KJ’s plan, Axel sprinted forward, but KJ countered with a drop toe hold that sent Axel face-first into the ladder. Axel stumbled back, clutching his face, and KJ capitalized by jumping onto the apron and hitting a diving crossbody that took Axel down hard on the outside mats. Mac and Misery, meanwhile, had pulled another table into the ring, setting it up in the center. Misery lifted Mac for a powerbomb, aiming to put him through the table, but Mac fought back, hammering Misery with elbows to the head until he was forced to release his grip. Mac quickly grabbed Misery and hoisted him up, looking for a desperation piledriver through the table, but Misery powered out, backdropping Mac onto the canvas instead. As Mac struggled to his feet, Misery charged at him with a big boot, sending Mac tumbling to the outside. Misery then turned his attention back to the table, setting up another ladder near the corner, clearly planning something devastating.
Ray Carter: Misery’s got something devious in mind! He’s setting up for a big move, and this could be a game-changer!
Jay Walker: They’re all taking it to the next level, Ray! No one's safe, and the ladder’s still anyone’s game!
KJ, spotting Misery’s setup, quickly re-entered the ring, grabbing Misery from behind and driving him into the ladder with a high-impact German suplex. The crowd roared as KJ scrambled to her feet, repositioning the ladder and making another attempt to climb toward the briefcases. But before she could get more than a few rungs up, Axel slid back into the ring, yanking her down and tossing her into the corner. Axel, breathing heavily, began to climb, but Mac, somehow finding the strength, re-entered the ring and pulled Axel off the ladder, the two immediately trading blows in the center of the ring. Axel got the upper hand, kicking Mac in the gut and hitting him with a quick snap suplex, keeping Mac down as he eyed the ladder once again. With everyone down or struggling to recover, the tension in the arena was palpable. KJ crawled to the ropes, pulling herself up as Axel prepared to make another climb. Misery, still dazed from the suplex, slowly rose to his feet, glaring at Axel with murderous intent. And Mac, ever the workhorse, dragged himself back up, refusing to let the match slip away.
Ray Carter: They’ve all taken such a beating, but no one’s giving up! KJ, Mac, Axel, Misery they’re all still fighting with everything they’ve got!
Jay Walker: It’s anyone’s match to win, Ray! The first one to find their footing might just be the one who walks out with the best prize!
The four warriors circled each other, battered and bruised but unbroken, each of them eyeing the briefcases hanging above, knowing that the next few moments could change everything. The ladders were set, the table was ready, and the ring was a ticking time bomb, just waiting to explode with action once again. Axel charged at KJ, aiming to take her out with a powerful clothesline, but KJ, quick on her feet, ducked under his arm. Axel’s momentum carried him straight into Misery, whom he caught flush with the clothesline, sending both men tumbling over the top rope and crashing to the outside. The crowd erupted as Axel and Misery, now in a furious brawl, rolled around at ringside, trading wild punches and slamming each other into the barricade.
Ray Carter: Axel was looking to take KJ’s head off, but Misery ended up on the receiving end instead! And now it’s chaos at ringside!
Jay Walker: That’s the nature of this match, Ray! One second you’re in control, and the next you’re getting thrown out of the ring!
Inside the ring, KJ watched the chaos unfold as Mac began setting up his ladder, aligning it carefully beneath the dangling briefcases. Mac took a moment to make sure the ladder was perfectly positioned, his focus sharp despite the carnage around him. As he started his climb, Misery and Axel noticed and paused their brawling, realizing they needed to stop him. But KJ, ever the opportunist, saw the opening. She sprinted to the ropes, using them to sling herself over in a spectacular crossbody dive that took out both Misery and Axel at ringside. The impact sent all three crashing to the floor, and the crowd roared in approval at KJ’s high-risk maneuver.
Ray Carter: KJ just threw caution to the wind! She’s taking out anyone in her path to buy Mac more time!
Jay Walker: She’s got Mac’s back, Ray! That alliance is paying off big time, but they’ve still got to secure those briefcases!
Mac continued his ascent, step by deliberate step, keeping his eyes on the prize. As he reached the top, he carefully felt each briefcase, shaking them as if trying to discern which one contained the most valuable title and which was empty. After a moment of intense deliberation, Mac’s eyes lit up with a confident smile. He hooked his hand around one of the briefcases, shook it again for good measure, and then unhooked it, raising it triumphantly above his head. But in a surprising move, instead of keeping the briefcase for himself, Mac tossed it down to KJ, who had just rolled back into the ring. KJ caught it, looking up at Mac with a mix of gratitude and determination as Mac went back to unhook a second briefcase. This time, he kept it for himself, hoisting it high in the air as he stood atop the ladder, soaking in the cheers from the crowd.
Ray Carter: Mac’s got his briefcase, and he’s handed one off to KJ! What a show of trust between these two!
Jay Walker: It’s smart strategy, Ray! They’re not just grabbing at any briefcase they’re making sure they get the ones they want! But Misery and Axel are not going to let this go unanswered!
As Mac made his way down the ladder, KJ and he exchanged a nod before both made their way up the ramp, taking a brief pause at the stage to observe the ring. Misery and Axel were starting to recover, realizing too late that Mac and KJ had already claimed their prizes. Axel slammed his fist on the apron in frustration, while Misery glared up the ramp, vowing retribution. Mac and KJ held their briefcases close, standing side by side at the top of the stage. The crowd buzzed with anticipation, knowing that the contents of those briefcases could change the course of their careers. But for now, the alliance held strong, and the two competitors watched intently as Misery and Axel squared off once again, determined to secure their own futures in the chaotic conclusion of this match.
Ray Carter: Mac and KJ are playing the long game, waiting to see what comes next! They’ve got their briefcases, but the fight isn’t over yet!
Jay Walker: We’re down to two, Ray! Misery and Axel have to figure out how to work past the chaos and get their hands on the last two briefcases! The stakes couldn’t be higher!
The match continued with Misery and Axel, bruised and battered but still full of fight, scrambling to get back in the ring and lay their claim to the final briefcases. The tension was palpable as Mac and KJ watched from the stage, awaiting the conclusion of this epic battle and the reveal of what lay inside the briefcases they had fought so hard to secure. Axel and Misery were locked in a heated battle, their animosity boiling over as they unleashed everything they had on each other. The tension in the ring was palpable, and the crowd was fully behind the intense struggle playing out before them. Axel started off with a stiff forearm to Misery's jaw, rocking him back. Misery retaliated with a punishing knee to Axel's midsection, doubling him over. Seizing the moment, Misery grabbed Axel’s head and rammed it into the top turnbuckle repeatedly, each impact eliciting groans from the audience.
Ray Carter: These two are tearing into each other like there’s no tomorrow! They’re not just trying to win; they’re trying to destroy each other!
Jay Walker: This is the brutality we expected from these two! They’re both former champions in their own right, and neither one is backing down!
Axel staggered away, clutching his head, but Misery wasn’t finished. He charged in with a running big boot that sent Axel sprawling into the ropes. Misery, relentless, followed up by clotheslining Axel over the top rope. Axel crashed to the floor, but Misery wasn’t content with just that. He climbed out after him, dragging Axel up and whipping him hard into the barricade. The sound of Axel’s body crashing into the steel echoed through the arena, and the fans roared in response. Axel, gritting his teeth, pulled himself up, only to eat a vicious chop from Misery that echoed like a gunshot. Misery grabbed a steel chair from ringside, looking to put Axel down for good. He swung with full force, but Axel ducked at the last second, and the chair slammed against the steel post with a deafening clang. The reverberation stunned Misery, giving Axel an opening to connect with a snap DDT on the outside, planting Misery on the unforgiving concrete floor.
Ray Carter: Axel Shaw with the DDT on the outside! He’s taking the fight to Misery in a big way!
Jay Walker: They’re not just looking to win; they’re trying to leave a mark, Ray! This is what All Action Wrestling is all about—no limits, no boundaries!
Axel, breathing heavily, pulled Misery up and tossed him back into the ring, but not before grabbing a kendo stick from under the apron. He slid in after Misery, twirling the stick in his hands as the crowd buzzed with anticipation. Misery, on all fours, tried to get up, but Axel was on him, striking Misery across the back with the kendo stick. The crack of the stick echoed through the arena, and Misery roared in pain, arching his back from the blow. Axel delivered another shot, then another, each strike more vicious than the last. Misery, fueled by rage, forced himself to his feet and, in a stunning display of defiance, snatched the kendo stick out of Axel’s hands, snapping it over his knee. The crowd gasped as Misery, now weaponless but undeterred, threw the shattered stick aside and tackled Axel to the mat, raining down punches with unrestrained fury.
Ray Carter: Misery just broke that kendo stick like it was nothing! This man is a beast!
Jay Walker: He’s like a force of nature, Ray! Axel’s getting pummeled right now, but you know he’s not gonna take this lying down!
Axel managed to shove Misery off and scrambled to his feet, ducking under a wild swing from Misery and countering with a spinning heel kick that caught Misery square in the jaw. Misery stumbled back, but Axel was relentless, hitting a running knee strike that sent Misery crashing into the corner. Axel took a moment to catch his breath, eyeing the ladders set up in the ring and outside, the briefcases still hanging above, untouched. Axel saw his chance. He grabbed a ladder and set it up in the center of the ring, taking a quick glance at Misery, who was slowly rising to his feet. Axel started his climb, each step bringing him closer to the briefcases, but Misery wasn’t done yet. Misery charged forward, shoving the ladder and tipping it over, causing Axel to fall awkwardly onto the ropes. Axel clutched his ribs, clearly in pain, as Misery reset the ladder, determined to reach the briefcases
himself.
Ray Carter: Misery’s going for it now! Axel’s down, and this might be Misery’s chance!
Jay Walker: But look at Axel, Ray—he’s not out of it yet! These two are going to tear each other apart before they let the other win!
Axel, wincing, dragged himself up and dove at the ladder, knocking it over and causing Misery to fall off, his back hitting the mat hard. Both men were down, the match taking its toll, but the crowd was electric, cheering for more. Axel and Misery slowly got to their feet, and with a mutual nod of understanding, they locked eyes and went at it again. Axel caught Misery with a sharp elbow strike, followed by a quick enzuigiri that staggered Misery. Misery retaliated with a brutal clothesline, flipping Axel inside out. Both men were running on fumes, yet they continued to fight, refusing to let up. Misery managed to hoist Axel up and planted him with a spinebuster that rattled the ring. Misery rolled out, grabbing a table and setting it up near the apron, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. He dragged Axel toward the ropes, looking to powerbomb him through the table, but Axel fought back, delivering sharp elbows to Misery’s head, forcing him to release his grip. Axel, seeing an opening, hooked Misery’s head and lifted him up for a suplex, but Misery blocked it, countering with a suplex of his own that sent Axel crashing into the barricade. Misery, undeterred, climbed up onto the apron, his eyes locked on Axel. He leaped off, attempting a diving double axe handle, but Axel countered mid-air with a dropkick that sent Misery sprawling.
Ray Carter: These two are tearing the house down! Misery and Axel have taken this to a whole new level!
Jay Walker: It’s pure chaos, Ray! They’re pulling out all the stops—ladders, tables, anything they can get their hands on!
Axel, fueled by adrenaline, pulled Misery up and threw him into the ring steps, the steel crashing loudly upon impact. Misery, dazed, tried to get back up, but Axel was relentless, whipping Misery into the opposite barricade. Axel grabbed a chair and swung wildly, but Misery ducked, causing Axel to hit the barricade instead. Misery seized the opportunity, lifting Axel and slamming him onto the barricade, his spine arching in pain. The brawl continued, spilling into the crowd, where Axel and Misery traded punches among the fans, who cheered them on. They fought their way back to ringside, where Axel finally gained the upper hand with a low blow, dropping Misery to his knees. Axel set up a ladder outside the ring and climbed, looking to leap off onto Misery, but Misery recovered quickly, climbing up after him. They brawled at the top of the ladder, exchanging brutal punches, each strike threatening to send one of them plummeting to the floor below. Axel managed to hook Misery’s arm, lifting him onto his shoulders, looking for a fireman’s carry slam from the ladder. But Misery fought back with elbow strikes, breaking free and instead hoisting Axel up on his shoulder. In a jaw-dropping moment, Misery executed a massive Samoan drop from the top of the ladder, both men crashing down hard to the mat.
Ray Carter: MISERY WITH A SAMOAN DROP FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER! THEY’RE DESTROYING EACH OTHER!
Jay Walker: I’ve never seen anything like this, Ray! Axel and Misery are putting on a war for the ages!
The ring shook from the impact, and the crowd erupted in deafening chants of “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” as Axel and Misery lay sprawled out, the sheer brutality of the move taking its toll. Both men were motionless, their bodies battered and bruised, as the referee checked on them. The ladders were strewn across the ring, the briefcases still hanging above, and the fans were on their feet, fully immersed in the spectacle unfolding before them. Misery slowly stirred, crawling toward the ropes as Axel clutched his ribs, wincing in pain. The two warriors were down, but the match was far from over. The audience was electric, waiting to see who would be the first to rise and make their move toward the remaining briefcases.
Axel and Misery, both battered and bruised, began to crawl toward each other, driven by sheer willpower and the desire to claim victory. Their movements were slow and labored, but there was a fire in their eyes that hadn't dimmed. As they finally reached each other, they went nose to nose, their faces inches apart, breathing heavily. The intensity was palpable, each man daring the other to back down, but neither was willing to give an inch.
Ray Carter: Look at this! The heart, the determination neither one of these men is ready to give up!
Jay Walker: This is what it’s all about, Ray! They’ve been through hell, but they’re still fighting with everything they’ve got!
With a primal yell, Axel threw the first punch, catching Misery square on the jaw. Misery fired back with a right hand of his own, rocking Axel’s head to the side. They continued to trade blows, each punch more fierce than the last, as they struggled to their feet. The crowd was on the edge of their seats, roaring with every exchange, fully behind the two warriors who refused to quit. Slowly, they made it to their feet, still exchanging punches. Axel, digging deep, began to get the upper hand, driving Misery back with a flurry of rights and lefts. With a burst of energy, Axel grabbed Misery by the arm and whipped him into the corner. He charged in with a brutal body splash, crushing Misery against the turnbuckles. Misery staggered out of the corner, dazed, and Axel capitalized, scooping him up and executing a powerful belly-to-belly suplex. Misery was sent flying, landing spine-first onto a ladder that had been left lying in the ring. The crowd winced as Misery rolled out of the ring, clutching his back in agony.
Ray Carter: Axel with the belly-to-belly suplex right onto that ladder! Misery’s back has got to be screaming in pain!
Jay Walker: Axel’s taken control, but he’s got to keep the momentum going! This is his chance to grab one of those briefcases!
Axel, exhausted but determined, glanced up at the hanging briefcases. He grabbed a ladder, setting it up under the prize, his movements slow and deliberate as the toll of the match weighed on him. Every step up the ladder seemed like a monumental effort, his muscles screaming in protest, but Axel pushed through, climbing rung by rung. As Axel neared the top, Misery began to stir on the outside. He pulled himself up using the apron, pain etched on his face but refusing to stay down. Misery rolled back into the ring, eyes locked on Axel, who was now reaching up, his fingertips brushing the briefcases. Misery dragged himself toward the ladder, using every ounce of strength left in him to climb the opposite side. Axel, feeling the briefcases, hesitated as he tried to gauge which one to take. He shook each one slightly, as if hoping to sense the contents inside. Misery, now level with Axel, noticed the briefcase that Axel seemed to favor. Misery reached out, grabbing at it, and Axel retaliated, both men tugging at the same briefcase, neither willing to let go.
Ray Carter: They’re both up there, fighting over that briefcase! Neither one wants to let go!
Jay Walker: They know what’s at stake, Ray! They’re putting everything on the line right now!
In the heat of the struggle, the ladder wobbled, teetering precariously under their combined weight. Misery and Axel pulled harder, their determination unyielding, and in a chaotic flurry, the ladder tipped over. Both men lost their balance, crashing down to the mat in a heap, but not before each managed to hold onto a briefcase. They lay on the canvas, each clutching a briefcase, gasping for breath, their faces a mix of relief and uncertainty.
Ray Carter: They’ve got the briefcases, but at what cost? That was a brutal fall!
Jay Walker: I don’t think they even know which briefcase they’ve got! This match has taken everything out of them!
The bell rang, signaling the end of the match, but the drama was far from over. Axel and Misery slowly rolled out of the ring, each nursing their injuries, but their eyes still held the competitive fire that had fueled them throughout this war. They stumbled up the ramp, clutching their briefcases tightly, as the crowd cheered them on. The stage was set for the big reveal, and the anticipation in the arena was at a fever pitch. The spotlight focused on the entrance as AAW Owner Tristian King made his way out, his presence commanding attention. He stood center stage, gesturing for Mac Bane and KJ, who were already there with their briefcases, to join Axel and Misery. The four competitors, weary but proud, stood side by side, each holding a piece of their destiny in their hands.
Ray Carter: This is the moment we’ve all been waiting for! Tristian King is here, and we’re about to find out what’s inside those briefcases!
Jay Walker: This is what it’s all been leading to, Ray! The Champions’ Conquest has been a rollercoaster, and now it’s time to see who came out on top!
Tristian King raised the microphone, the crowd quieting down in anticipation of the reveal. The competitors, still catching their breath, watched intently, their eyes on King, waiting to learn their fate. The atmosphere was electric, the suspense nearly unbearable as the owner prepared to reveal which briefcase contained which title, and more importantly, who would be left with nothing but a promise of another shot at redemption. The climax of the Champions' Conquest was just moments away, and everyone in the Crypto.com Arena knew they were witnessing something truly special.
Tristian King: What a night it has been! First of all, let me congratulate each and every one of you. Tonight has been nothing short of historic. Every wrestler that stepped into that ring gave their all—blood, sweat, and tears. You've laid the foundation for what AAW will become, and I couldn't be prouder of this incredible roster!
The crowd erupted in applause, showing their appreciation for the grueling battles they had just witnessed. The four competitors on stage KJ, Mac, Axel, and Misery stood exhausted but proud, each clutching their hard-earned briefcases.
Tristian King: Tonight, you've written the first chapter in AAW's legacy, and now we're about to make history once again as we reveal what's inside these briefcases. This is the moment you've all been waiting for.
Tristian gestured to the side, and out came General Manager Shaun Hart, holding a small, ornate key in his hand. The anticipation was electric, with fans on the edge of their seats. Shaun approached Tristian, and with a nod, Tristian indicated KJ’s briefcase.
Tristian King: Alright, KJ, let's see what you've got.
Shaun stepped forward, carefully unlocking the briefcase and opening it slowly. As the lid lifted, there was no championship title inside only what appeared to be a folded piece of paper, resembling a contract. KJ’s expression shifted to one of confusion, glancing from the briefcase to Tristian, unsure of what it meant.
Ray Carter: Wait a minute, that’s not a title! What does that mean for KJ?
Jay Walker: It looks like some kind of contract, Ray. This could be interesting.
Tristian smiled, sensing the questions that were on everyone’s mind.
Tristian King: KJ, I can see you're a bit confused, but let me clear things up. What you have in your possession isn’t a championship yet. It's a guaranteed title match at our upcoming PPV on November 8th, and the best part? You get to choose which championship you’ll compete for! That decision, KJ, is yours to make on the next episode of Impact.
The crowd roared in approval, and KJ looked both relieved and excited, clutching her briefcase a little tighter. The significance of her prize began to sink in, and she nodded confidently, knowing the power that decision would hold.
Ray Carter: Oh wow! KJ didn’t get a title tonight, but she’s got the next best thing—a guaranteed shot at any championship she wants! That’s a game-changer!”
Jay Walker: This is huge, Ray! KJ has a golden ticket in her hands, and now the entire roster is on notice. She could be coming for any of them!
The arena buzzed with excitement, the implications of KJ’s briefcase sending ripples through the crowd. KJ herself looked more determined than ever, her eyes locking with Tristian’s as she took in the magnitude of the opportunity she had just earned. This wasn’t just a prize—it was a chance to shape her destiny and cement her place in AAW history.
Tristian King: You’ve earned this, KJ, and I can’t wait to see which path you choose. Congratulations!
The fans cheered loudly, and KJ raised her briefcase triumphantly, feeding off their energy. Shaun Hart stepped back, and Tristian King turned his attention to the remaining three competitors, ready to continue the dramatic reveal.
Ray Carter: What a moment for KJ! But there’s still three more briefcases to go, and anything could happen!
Jay Walker: Absolutely, Ray. We’ve got three more to reveal, and I’m on the edge of my seat here. This night is far from over!
The stage was set for the next reveal, with Axel, Mac, and Misery standing by, their expressions tense as they awaited their turns. Each briefcase held the promise of a championship, but the uncertainty of which title was in which case loomed large. The journey was just beginning, and the stakes had never been higher.
The atmosphere in the arena was electric, the anticipation growing as Tristian King turned his attention to Misery, who stood clutching his briefcase tightly. Shaun Hart approached Misery, the key in his hand, ready to unveil the next championship. The fans watched intently, knowing that each reveal was shaping the future of AAW.
Tristian King: Misery, it's your moment. Let’s see what you've got.
Shaun inserted the key, the click of the lock echoing in the silence as he slowly opened the briefcase. The crowd leaned forward, eyes glued to the stage. As the lid lifted, the shiny gold of the Impact Championship gleamed under the lights. Misery's eyes widened, and a rare smile crossed his face as he realized he was holding the AAW Impact Championship—the first-ever champion of its kind.
Ray Carter: There it is! The Impact Championship! Misery is our first-ever Impact Champion!
Jay Walker: What a moment! Misery has clawed his way to the top and claimed the Impact Championship! This is huge!
The crowd erupted into cheers, a mix of admiration and respect for the hard-fought journey Misery had taken to get here. Misery lifted the Impact Championship from the briefcase, holding it high above his head before placing it proudly over his shoulder. Tristian King extended his hand to Misery, who shook it firmly.
Tristian King: Congratulations, Misery! You’ve made history tonight. You are the first-ever AAW Impact Champion!
Misery nodded, the title shining as he hoisted it up once more, drawing another loud reaction from the fans. He stepped back, taking in the moment, savoring every cheer and every chant. The belt fit perfectly across his shoulder, a symbol of his resilience and tenacity. The focus then shifted to Mac Bane, standing cool and composed, his briefcase still firmly in his grasp. Tristian gestured towards him, and Shaun Hart moved on, key ready.
Tristian King: Alright, Mac, let’s see what’s inside your briefcase.
Shaun carefully unlocked Mac's briefcase, opening it with the same deliberate slowness as before. The tension built once again, the fans holding their breath. Inside, the gleaming AAW Intercontinental Championship was revealed, and a wave of cheers rolled through the arena. Mac Bane grinned, his face reflecting the pride of a seasoned competitor who had just claimed his place in AAW history.
Jay Walker: There it is! Mac Bane is our first-ever AAW Intercontinental Champion!
Ray Carter: What an honor, Jay! Mac Bane is a true workhorse, and now he’s got the gold to prove it!
Tristian King stepped forward, clapping Mac on the shoulder.
Tristian King: Congratulations, Mac! You’ve earned this, and now you’re the first-ever AAW Intercontinental Champion!
Mac Bane lifted the Intercontinental Championship high, taking in the moment as the crowd showed their appreciation. The title gleamed, catching the lights, and Mac’s expression was one of determination and pride. He held the belt close before raising it once again, drawing cheers from the fans.
Now, all eyes turned to Axel Shaw, the last competitor still holding an unopened briefcase. The realization dawned on everyone the AAW World Heavyweight Championship was all that remained. Axel’s excitement was palpable, his eyes locked on Shaun Hart as he approached with the key.
Ray Carter: This is it, folks. The final reveal of the night. Axel Shaw has been waiting for this moment his whole career!
Jay Walker: The AAW World Heavyweight Championship is on the line, and Axel can hardly contain himself!
Shaun inserted the key into Axel’s briefcase, unlocking it with deliberate care. The lid creaked open, and as it did, the AAW World Heavyweight Championship was finally revealed. Axel's face lit up, a mix of disbelief and overwhelming joy as he realized he was holding the most coveted prize in AAW.
Tristian King: Ladies and gentlemen, take a look at your first-ever AAW World Heavyweight Champion Axel Shaw!
The arena erupted into thunderous applause, the cheers almost deafening as Axel clutched the World Heavyweight Championship. He raised the title high above his head, eyes shining with emotion. The fans chanted his name, the noise echoing throughout the arena as Axel stood on the stage, the weight of his accomplishment settling in.
Ray Carter: Axel Shaw has done it! He’s the AAW World Heavyweight Champion! What a journey!
Jay Walker: This is a dream realized for Axel Shaw. What a comeback story, from sitting at home a few weeks ago, he’s now the top champion in AAW!
Axel soaked in the moment, every cheer, every chant fueling his pride. He held the title close, looking down at the prestigious gold that symbolized everything he had worked for. Tristian King stepped forward once more, addressing the crowd and the champions.
Tristian King: Give it up for all of our champions crowned tonight! KJ, Misery, Mac Bane, and Axel Shaw you are the future of AAW, and tonight, you've set the bar high. This is just the beginning!
The crowd’s energy reached a fever pitch as the newly crowned champions stood proudly on the stage, each one holding their respective title. The first chapter of AAW's legacy had been written, and the champions basked in their glory, knowing that this was just the start of their reigns. The show ended with the champions standing tall, each one a symbol of determination and triumph. The arena’s lights dimmed, but the echoes of the night’s historic moments would be remembered long after the last fan had left the building.