XXVIII: “ALABAMA SLAMMER.”
Live from the Legacy Arena in Birmingham, Alabama, USA.
Wednesday 11th March, 2023BC.
There’s heavy booing around the Legacy Arena in Birmingham as the tag team champions appear on the stage. They don’t come alone, of course. Dreamer and the Daredevil take up central positions on the stage, their belts upon their shoulders, and they are flanked by a large amount of Nephews. The cavalry includes Uncle J.J. JAY!, Quiet, Harry the Sane Wizard, the Maid of Death, Kha’’rina, and NOE-I. The team approaches the ring in two neat columns of four.
Rod Sterling: "Ladies and gentlemen, we’re getting straight into the swing of things here with our first contest featuring the FWA World Tag Team Champions!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Here come the Connection, about to embark on their sixth defense of those FWA World Tag Team Champions… in an open challenge match."
Rod Sterling: "Jon Russnow put a tweet out earlier in the week, saying that the first reply would be granted a shot at the Connection’s titles."
Anzu Kurosawa: "The first reply?! So it could be a fan? Or what if it’s a bot? I hear there’s a lot of bots on twitter these days."
Rod Sterling: "Read the smallprint, Anzu. The winner of this peculiar online competition had to be someone who has appeared on FWA, or its associated programming, in its long and storied history. Narrows it down from the population of planet Earth, but not by much…"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Not everyone has twitter, Rod. Seems like punishing people for having good sense."
The champions and their escorts have climbed into the ring. Over half of them half microphones in their hands, but before they can speak…
Rod Sterling: "Um…"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Come on, Rod! You don’t watch Ground Zero?"
Rod Sterling: "Every episode…"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Then how could you forget!! I LOVE these guys!"
The challengers appear on the stage, and there’s something of a muted atmosphere in the ring. The P.I. pairing tries to whip the audience up from the stage…
Uncle J.J. JAY!: "Wait just a second… who do we have here? You here to serve Harry a ticket?"
Harry the Sane Wizard: "Because that was Gerald driving."
Uncle J.J. JAY!: "We don’t like feds. You might have heard."
MvH: "I… am at a loss for words. Have you tulips even wrestled before?"
The camera cuts to the men on the stage, both of whom are still wearing large aviator shades and grinning from ear to ear. They seem to be happy for the opportunity.
Dave O'Houlihan: "Of course we’ve wrestled, mam! We should write you up for impertinence!"
Buster Murphy: "Ground Zero Season Three alumni, coming through!"
Dave O'Houlihan: "Don’t tread on us! A GZ alum is world champ, mam!"
Claw and Order continue down the ramp, the Nephews still looking somewhat bemused in the ring.
Buster Murphy: "We did some snooping of our own, being highly accomplished P.I.s, and we found your names ALL OVER some real dirt. Constant interruptions in matches… cheating poor old Cyrus Truth out of the F1… Uncle impersonating a referee to count the three on Tommy…"
Dave O'Houlihan: "… and didn’t you guys genocide a planet back in ‘21?"
The camera cuts to the ring, where Uncle is shuffling slightly under the weight of the accusation.
Uncle J.J. JAY!: "Yes… one planet…"
Buster Murphy: "Well, tonight is the night you pay for your crimes! You do not have to say anything, but anything you –"
Dave O'Houlihan: "We’re not cops any more. We don’t need to read them their rights."
Buster Murphy: "Old habits die hard, Dave! And now for another old classic… a little POLICE BRUTALITY!"
As the Nephews climb out of the ring and Katie Baxter hops up onto the apron, Buster and Dave slide into the ring, looking all business…
And MvH runs through Buster Murphy with a busaiku knee kick!!
Rod Sterling: "This match hasn’t even started yet!!"
The match official glances at Katie, who has a microphone in her hand, ready to give the introductions. It doesn’t seem that she’ll have a chance, though. The announcer and referee both shrug their shoulders, and then the official calls for the bell…
Gerald, rule-abiding as ever, climbs out onto the apron. Michelle is picking up Buster again, and doesn’t notice Dave O’Houilihan approaching from behind… but Grayson sees her from outside the ring.
Anzu Kurosawa: "SPRINGBOARD FOREARM!! Dave O’Houilihan is taken out!"
Dave rolls out of the ring as von Horrowitz drops Buster with a double-arm underhook DDT…
Rod Sterling: "And MvH has Buster Murphy in a stretch muffler!! She’s raining down stomps on the back of his head!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Murphy has no choice but to tap out!!"
Katie Baxter: "Here are your winners… THE CONNECTION!!"
MvH doesn’t let go of her stretch muffler despite the ref’s protestations. She continues to lay into the former-fed with stomps to the back of the head.
Rod Sterling: "Some extracurricular here from Michelle von Horrowitz. Even Gerald Grayson is trying, in vain, to get her to let go of Buster Murphy."
Some of the other Nephews slide into the ring, and Gerald looks like he’s asking Uncle, Thomas, and Harry to help him restrain Michelle. It appears that they may be about to do so… but instead start laying in with stomps on Buster of their own!!
Anzu Kurosawa: "Well, he said that they didn’t like feds!"
Rod Sterling: "Didn’t these guys get busted from the force?"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Once a piggy…"
Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, the Maid of Death hoists O'Houlihan up and throws him into the steel steps! The P.I. hits them shoulder first and slumps down, but immediately afterwards is hoisted back up by NOE-I and Kha’’rina who connect with a vicious double brainbuster!!
Inside the ring, Michelle has finally relinquished Buster in favour of collecting a microphone from Katie. She stands in the middle of the ring, the three women on the outside climbing into it to join their stable-mates.
MvH: "There has to be someone better than this…"
She shakes her head after glancing down at Buster.
MvH: "I don’t want a fluke victory to result in another waste of my time. So that eight-person clusterfuck? It’ll be elimination rules. We’ll be watching on Fallout."
Clearly a little disgusted by the competition that has been served up, von Horrowitz climbs out of the ring. The Nephews follow one by one until GiGi is left, watching the official attend to Murphy. He sighs and shakes his head.
Anzu Kurosawa: "A clear message from the World Tag Team Champions here tonight… they want real competition, and are hoping it will be served up on Fallout 029 when eight competitors vie to challenge next for those belts."
Rod Sterling: "Well, that’s what Michelle von Horrowitz wants. Would be nice to hear from Grayson for once."
Most of the Nephews have already exited through the curtain by the time Grayson walks up the ramp. Harry waits for him with a smile on the stage, the two of them following the rest of the team as we fade to black.
Meltdown returns from a commercial break to the parking garage of the Legacy Arena. The camera focuses on the entrance ramp as a pair of headlights pierce through the darkness of the night. The rev of an engine echoes throughout the garage, drawing attention from onlookers and members of staff loitering.
Rod Sterling: "Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen, to Meltdown. It seems that our camera crews are here in the parking garage capturing the arrival of someone to the arena."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Looks like whoever it is, is not trying to hide that they've arrived LATE to the show based on the engine's rev. They want everyone's attention."
Rod Sterling: "Well, they've certainly got it. Look at that beauty of a car!"
A Godzilla green-colored Nissan Skyline GT-R (R34) with tinted windows obscuring the individual inside crawls to a stop in the center of the garage.
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Rod Sterling: "Someone must have spent a pretty penny on that! That version of the Nissan Skyline GT-R was banned in the United States for over 25 years!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "That model of the GT-R is a favorite of many car enthusiasts worldwide. I'm just wondering who the hell is in it!!!"
Rod Sterling: "I think you're about to get your answer Anzu. They're getting out now!"
The door to the car opens, and almost as if on cue, the thousands of fans in attendance begin to boo and heckle the driver - Shawn Summers.
Anzu Kurosawa: "You've got to be kidding me."
Rod Sterling: "We should've expected nothing less from Shawn Summers - a man who had a monumental weekend, to say the least."
Summers cockily smirks as even in the garage - he can hear the disdain and hatred from the fans reverberating around the arena. He retrieves the Television Championship, followed by the X-Championship belt, from the car before removing a silver briefcase with a devilish grin.
Rod Sterling: "A happy Shawn Summers means that someone's night is about to be ruined, Anzu."
Anzu Kurosawa: "What's the cocky bastard up to? He's not scheduled to be here on Meltdown. More importantly, what's in the briefcase?!"
Rod Sterling: "We won't have to worry for too long because I've just been given word that Summers requested and was granted time to speak to the fans here later tonight on Meltdown."
Anzu Kurosawa: "I'm sure they're dying to hear what he has to say..."
As the music plays, the crowd are shown cheering in the arena before the feed cuts backstage to outside one of the locker rooms in the arena. The door swings open and the camera looks around the room before someone pulls it down to face them and it is Joe Burr! ‘The Giant Killer’ gets a big pop from the crowd as he walks through the backstage area with some security guards following him.
Rod Sterling: "There we see former Gauntlet Champion, Joe Burr! Burr of course fresh off of a victory at The Grand March alongside Lizzie Rose against Eternal, but despite their win, it really does seem like he’s losing Lizzie over to Princess Nova and Keres."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Lizzie sprung into action when Joe was in some real hot water at The Grand March after being out of it for the majority, but tonight, Burr is on his own, as per his own request."
Burr arrives into the arena and gets another big cheer as he marches through the single line of pyro coming down from the opening onto the stage.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit! Introducing first, from New York City and weighing in at one-hundred and seventeen pounds… ‘The Giant Killer’... JOOOOOOEEEE BURRRRRRRRRRRR!!"
The crowd cheers and chants for Burr as he enters the ring and he starts pacing around as his music fades out and he waits for his opponent.
As each of the three opening vocal sounds play, a spotlight turns on at center stage to alternate between illuminating, and then covering in darkness, three figures. Once the main portion of the song plays at nine seconds, the lights in the arena are dark save for a single golden light illuminating these three figures from behind. Two figures wearing suits and raven masks stare forward towards the ring as they hold the third figure, now seen to be Keres, off of the ground between them. Their arms making a seat for her and their shoulders acting as her armrests. Keres’s eyes are focused on Joe Burr the entire time.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Making her way to the ring, from ‘The Residence’, weighing in at one-hundred and five pounds, representing ‘Eternal’, she is ‘The Daughter of Demise’, KERRRRESSSSSSSS!!!
Rod Sterling: "This is the first time we will be seeing Keres in singles action here in the FWA and I assumed that she would be on her own out here… who are these guys, Anzu?"
Anzu Kurosawa: "I’ve no idea, Rod. Whoever these nameless followers are, they seem to worship Keres here, and well, could prove something of a distraction for Joe Burr here tonight."
Her legs crossed, hands relaxed, and eyes fixated on the ring, the two servants move in perfect unison towards the ring as she lightly mutters "walk". Once ringside, the servants prop her up to stand on the apron, not letting her feet ever touch the ground outside of the ring. She removes her skirt and jacket, handing it to her servants. She instructs her servants to stand to the side, out of the way, and do nothing, and they oblige. Keres slowly enters the ring and once back in looks over to Burr once more, with Joe looking very unsure of what he is witnessing.
Anzu Kurosawa: "SPRINGBOARD FOREARM!! Dave O’Houilihan is taken out!"
Dave rolls out of the ring as von Horrowitz drops Buster with a double-arm underhook DDT…
Rod Sterling: "And MvH has Buster Murphy in a stretch muffler!! She’s raining down stomps on the back of his head!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Murphy has no choice but to tap out!!"
Winner: The Connection by submission at 00:16.
Katie Baxter: "Here are your winners… THE CONNECTION!!"
MvH doesn’t let go of her stretch muffler despite the ref’s protestations. She continues to lay into the former-fed with stomps to the back of the head.
Rod Sterling: "Some extracurricular here from Michelle von Horrowitz. Even Gerald Grayson is trying, in vain, to get her to let go of Buster Murphy."
Some of the other Nephews slide into the ring, and Gerald looks like he’s asking Uncle, Thomas, and Harry to help him restrain Michelle. It appears that they may be about to do so… but instead start laying in with stomps on Buster of their own!!
Anzu Kurosawa: "Well, he said that they didn’t like feds!"
Rod Sterling: "Didn’t these guys get busted from the force?"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Once a piggy…"
Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, the Maid of Death hoists O'Houlihan up and throws him into the steel steps! The P.I. hits them shoulder first and slumps down, but immediately afterwards is hoisted back up by NOE-I and Kha’’rina who connect with a vicious double brainbuster!!
Inside the ring, Michelle has finally relinquished Buster in favour of collecting a microphone from Katie. She stands in the middle of the ring, the three women on the outside climbing into it to join their stable-mates.
MvH: "There has to be someone better than this…"
She shakes her head after glancing down at Buster.
MvH: "I don’t want a fluke victory to result in another waste of my time. So that eight-person clusterfuck? It’ll be elimination rules. We’ll be watching on Fallout."
Clearly a little disgusted by the competition that has been served up, von Horrowitz climbs out of the ring. The Nephews follow one by one until GiGi is left, watching the official attend to Murphy. He sighs and shakes his head.
Anzu Kurosawa: "A clear message from the World Tag Team Champions here tonight… they want real competition, and are hoping it will be served up on Fallout 029 when eight competitors vie to challenge next for those belts."
Rod Sterling: "Well, that’s what Michelle von Horrowitz wants. Would be nice to hear from Grayson for once."
Most of the Nephews have already exited through the curtain by the time Grayson walks up the ramp. Harry waits for him with a smile on the stage, the two of them following the rest of the team as we fade to black.
Meltdown returns from a commercial break to the parking garage of the Legacy Arena. The camera focuses on the entrance ramp as a pair of headlights pierce through the darkness of the night. The rev of an engine echoes throughout the garage, drawing attention from onlookers and members of staff loitering.
Rod Sterling: "Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen, to Meltdown. It seems that our camera crews are here in the parking garage capturing the arrival of someone to the arena."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Looks like whoever it is, is not trying to hide that they've arrived LATE to the show based on the engine's rev. They want everyone's attention."
Rod Sterling: "Well, they've certainly got it. Look at that beauty of a car!"
A Godzilla green-colored Nissan Skyline GT-R (R34) with tinted windows obscuring the individual inside crawls to a stop in the center of the garage.
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Rod Sterling: "Someone must have spent a pretty penny on that! That version of the Nissan Skyline GT-R was banned in the United States for over 25 years!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "That model of the GT-R is a favorite of many car enthusiasts worldwide. I'm just wondering who the hell is in it!!!"
Rod Sterling: "I think you're about to get your answer Anzu. They're getting out now!"
The door to the car opens, and almost as if on cue, the thousands of fans in attendance begin to boo and heckle the driver - Shawn Summers.
Anzu Kurosawa: "You've got to be kidding me."
Rod Sterling: "We should've expected nothing less from Shawn Summers - a man who had a monumental weekend, to say the least."
Summers cockily smirks as even in the garage - he can hear the disdain and hatred from the fans reverberating around the arena. He retrieves the Television Championship, followed by the X-Championship belt, from the car before removing a silver briefcase with a devilish grin.
Rod Sterling: "A happy Shawn Summers means that someone's night is about to be ruined, Anzu."
Anzu Kurosawa: "What's the cocky bastard up to? He's not scheduled to be here on Meltdown. More importantly, what's in the briefcase?!"
Rod Sterling: "We won't have to worry for too long because I've just been given word that Summers requested and was granted time to speak to the fans here later tonight on Meltdown."
Anzu Kurosawa: "I'm sure they're dying to hear what he has to say..."
As the music plays, the crowd are shown cheering in the arena before the feed cuts backstage to outside one of the locker rooms in the arena. The door swings open and the camera looks around the room before someone pulls it down to face them and it is Joe Burr! ‘The Giant Killer’ gets a big pop from the crowd as he walks through the backstage area with some security guards following him.
Rod Sterling: "There we see former Gauntlet Champion, Joe Burr! Burr of course fresh off of a victory at The Grand March alongside Lizzie Rose against Eternal, but despite their win, it really does seem like he’s losing Lizzie over to Princess Nova and Keres."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Lizzie sprung into action when Joe was in some real hot water at The Grand March after being out of it for the majority, but tonight, Burr is on his own, as per his own request."
Burr arrives into the arena and gets another big cheer as he marches through the single line of pyro coming down from the opening onto the stage.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit! Introducing first, from New York City and weighing in at one-hundred and seventeen pounds… ‘The Giant Killer’... JOOOOOOEEEE BURRRRRRRRRRRR!!"
The crowd cheers and chants for Burr as he enters the ring and he starts pacing around as his music fades out and he waits for his opponent.
As each of the three opening vocal sounds play, a spotlight turns on at center stage to alternate between illuminating, and then covering in darkness, three figures. Once the main portion of the song plays at nine seconds, the lights in the arena are dark save for a single golden light illuminating these three figures from behind. Two figures wearing suits and raven masks stare forward towards the ring as they hold the third figure, now seen to be Keres, off of the ground between them. Their arms making a seat for her and their shoulders acting as her armrests. Keres’s eyes are focused on Joe Burr the entire time.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Making her way to the ring, from ‘The Residence’, weighing in at one-hundred and five pounds, representing ‘Eternal’, she is ‘The Daughter of Demise’, KERRRRESSSSSSSS!!!
Rod Sterling: "This is the first time we will be seeing Keres in singles action here in the FWA and I assumed that she would be on her own out here… who are these guys, Anzu?"
Anzu Kurosawa: "I’ve no idea, Rod. Whoever these nameless followers are, they seem to worship Keres here, and well, could prove something of a distraction for Joe Burr here tonight."
Her legs crossed, hands relaxed, and eyes fixated on the ring, the two servants move in perfect unison towards the ring as she lightly mutters "walk". Once ringside, the servants prop her up to stand on the apron, not letting her feet ever touch the ground outside of the ring. She removes her skirt and jacket, handing it to her servants. She instructs her servants to stand to the side, out of the way, and do nothing, and they oblige. Keres slowly enters the ring and once back in looks over to Burr once more, with Joe looking very unsure of what he is witnessing.
<< 00:00 >>
The match starts, as most Joe Burr matches do, with the crowd incorporating his name into various chants and decreeing that Keres will get her shoulders pinned. Burr however forgoes his usual tactic of trying to trap his opponents in pin attempts and brings the fight straight to Keres and manages to pin her down in the corner as he clubs away at her!
Rod Sterling: "It is not often that Joe Burr has a size and weight advantage over an opponent, but he is really making the most of it here, Anzu!"
Burr gets in quite a few licks on Keres and the referee is forced to step in as Keres is in the ropes. Begrudgingly, Burr does back away with his hands raised to show that he is not attacking anymore. However Burr cannot react quickly enough as Keres rushes past the official and then leaps into the air and drills Burr’s head into the mat with a Running Tornado DDT!
There is concern from the crowd for Burr as Keres quickly snaps back up after the move and she roughly grabs Burr from the mat and tosses him towards the corner. With Burr up against the middle turnbuckle, Keres drives her boot straight into his throat! Burr is shown spluttering and the official is there to count Keres this time.
Rod Sterling: "Oh no! Keres is really going after that throat of Joe Burr here… he has only recently made a recovery from that shattered larynx suffered at the hands of Saint Sully at Back in Business last year. This isn’t good…"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Keres knows what she is doing, Rod, and after Burr and Rose got one over on Eternal at The Grand March, I think it is safe to say that there may not be any depth she is not willing to go to in order to get her win back tonight."
In order to avoid disqualification, Keres relents but not before she takes a final cheap shot at Burr in the corner, and he slumps down onto the canvas.
***
<< 02:50 >>
In keeping with how Keres has had her way with Burr completely, she remains on top in a more literal sense now as she has Burr trapped in the middle of the ring in a Camel Clutch. The referee is right down there to check that Burr does not wish to submit, but the New Yorker refuses to.
Rod Sterling: "You can hear that the crowd are really in support of Joe Burr here, but I’m not really sure that is enough to get him through this without risk of serious injury."
Anzu Kurosawa: "That previously injured throat has been a target for Keres throughout this entire match, and even in the hold now, Keres has gone underneath the chin of Burr with the Camel Clutch. That’s going to put even more pressure on Burr’s neck and throat and really does increase the risk of that larynx getting hurt badly again."
It seems that Joe Burr is acutely aware of the risk to his physical health as he tries to move Keres’s hands away from around his throat. After some difficulty, he is able to unpick her fingers and loosen her grip just enough to enable him to get his legs out from underneath and he falls back… and then rolls over Keres with her shoulders pinned to the mat!
ONE… TWO… THREE-NO!!!
Burr almost got it! He stands up over Keres and she rolls to avoid the stomp directed at her and Burr goes for a punch once she is back to her feet but she knocks his arms out of the way and grabs him by the head… and connects with a Headbutt straight to the forehead!
Rod Sterling: "That is some Honourable Sanity displayed by Keres there, and Joe Burr could be out on his feet, Anzu. He’s not looking that hot right now at all."
Very woozy after the strike, Burr drops to a knee and then Keres takes him by the throat with one hand and she looks around the arena in menacing fashion… AND FORCES BURR DOWN INTO THE MAT WITH THE CLUTCH OF WOE!! Keres stays on top of Burr with the Tongan Death Grip still applied, squeezing on his neck and throat and Burr coughs and splutters as he struggles to breath.
Anzu Kurosawa: "Just TAP OUT, Joe!"
When Burr refuses to tap out, Keres then takes to also slamming his head into the mat repeatedly whilst he is trapped in the hold. The life soon begins to fade from Burr’s face… and the referee has no choice but to stop the match!
There is a stunned silence in the arena as Keres initially refuses to stop slamming Burr’s head into the mat whilst he she still has the Clutch of Woe applied, but with some force from the referee, she lets go. A smirk forms on her face as she looks down at Joe Burr, who is coughing and retching on the mat… and some blood spatters out of his mouth as he holds his throat with both hands.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Here is your winner… Keres!”
Rod Sterling: "Oh, this is just hard to watch. We’ve seen this happen to Joe Burr before, but that doesn’t make it any less troubling. I think we need to get some help out here for Joe… this could be another long layoff if this is as bad as it looks."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Well, it is a repeat of what we saw at Back in Business, but under potentially more serious circumstances, Rod. Joe Burr was the last line of defence preventing Eternal - Keres and Princess Nova - from having unfettered access to Lizzie Rose. If Keres has successfully taken Joe Burr out of action here, what does that mean for Lizzie Rose?"
Rod Sterling: "It is certainly worrying, Anzu. Especially if rejection means that Keres will be unleashed on her in the same manner we just saw."
Keres exits out onto the ring apron, where her servants collect her and start carrying her up the ramp in the same manner in which they arrived. She looks over her shoulder at Joe Burr in a very bad way and then thinks no more of it before disappearing to the back…
Meltdown heads backstage in the aftermath of Burr's eventful showdown with Keres. Resident interviewer Katie Baxter stands next to the Carnal Contendership runner-up weaselperson. In spite of the PPVs revelation, they're still dressed top to bottom in the odd outfit of an anthropomorphic weasel. Katie's face is strained, lacking the professional and enthusiastic demeanor she typically has for these interviews.
Katie Baxter: "Ladies and gentleman, I'm here with weaselperson who fell just short of winning the Carnal Contendership. Tonight, you're going one on one with the man who eliminated you last, Cyrus Truth. What's your strategy going up against one of the greatest wrestlers to have ever stepped in the ring."
weaselperson says nothing for a moment. She frowns.
weaselperson: "Bark."
Katie Baxter scowls, unusually.
Katie Baxter: "During the Carnal Contendership, your head covering was pulled off, and the world was shocked to see Zachary Kazadi under the mask. Any comments?"
weaselperson: "...Bark?
"
Katie Baxter: "There are arguments that you have stolen the identity of weaselperson, is that true?"
weaselperson sighs.
weaselperson: "Bark."
Katie can barely contain her anger now.
Katie Baxter: "In light of that, how does it feel to have lost the Carnal Contendership as runner up not once but twice."
weaselperson simply stares.
Katie Baxter: "Bark if you're not actually weaselperson!"
weaselperson says nothing.
Katie Baxter: "Bark if you're a fraud! Bark! BARK!"
weaselperson turns away to leave.
Katie Baxter: "Who said our interview was over? Bark if you're a coward Zachary! Bark! BARK! BARK!"
The interviewee is long gone. The disheveled interviewer takes a deep breath and tries to smile.
Katie Baxter: "That's it from me. Sending it over to Katie Lynn-Goldsmith as we'll hear from Katsu ahead of her own recent changes and incredible performance at the Carnal Contendership."
She bravely keeps her remaining composure as the show cuts away.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time… KATSUUUU!”
The opening to “Megitsune” plays through the speakers of the Legacy Arena, causing a positive reaction from fans. The lights of the arena flash red as, after a few moments, the newly rechristened KATSU makes her way out in her new mask. She is dressed in a loose white top and black pants. In one of her hands is a clipboard. The newly dubbed “Kitsune Warrior” closes her eyes and crosses her hands in front of her chest before she makes her way down the ramp.
Rod Sterling: “After a much needed sabbatical after losing her FWA Television Championship at Back in Town, the woman we knew as Vampyra returned to an FWA ring in the Carnal Contendership, shedding her old identity and forging a new one, Katsu! For a second chance at a first impression in FWA, she delivered, finishing fourth in the match with three eliminations.”
Anzu Kurosawa: “And now the Golden Opportunity is in her sights after Back in Business. A strong and unique field in it with former World Champion, Alyster Black, a wild-card choice in Weaselperson, and fellow rising stars like Death Walker, Reagan Cole, and her opponent for Fallout, Jackson Fenix, we can see a new name enter the main event conversation by the end of that match.”
Thankful to be back across the pacific, Katsu gives a couple of high fives to younger fans in the front row as she approaches ringside. Going up the steps, she enters the ring where she paces around, just getting accustomed to everything. Her new theme music fades away as someone from ringside hands her a microphone. And-
A positive response from the Birmingham fans. Grinning, Katsu playfully says into the microphone.
Katsu: “Something tells me you like the new look…”
There is some laughter from some of the fans followed by a cheer.
Katsu: “Arigato, FWA.”
She thanks the crowds before getting to her message.
Katsu: “So I have several things that I will have to address. After Carnal Contendership I created some new questions about what went on in my time away from FWA television. The biggest…”
Pointing to her face, she explains…
Katsu: “The new look. I said at Back in Town two things held over my head. One is a long-term project. The other I was not specific about… That was Vampyra. That was an identity I hid behind for years and it was one that I did not feel happy with. I can go deep into the history of my home company in Japan, but to it like this, the persona you knew as Vampyra was created by a woman who thought of herself as a mentor… But only used me as a young scared girl…”
The crowd give a small jeer, some of whom are aware of the story in some capacity, others maybe jeering out of disgust from the story.
Katsu: “And every wrestler who enters the sport at an age as young as mine you see evolve and change before your very eyes. They continue to grow and change, finding what works and who they are. I was not who I am for a long time. When I wanted to, I still was trying to hang onto this identity someone else created…”
Looking down, Katsu taps her foot.
Katsu: “And on top of everything else, it ate away at me. Only when I went back home I was reminded of who I am. I finally saw my disconnect in front of my eyes. I knew I had to fix it, but I did not know how. A part of me wanted to just ditch the mask…”
Bringing her attention to the hard camera, she instead shows a small smile.
Katsu: “But I also knew I had something else… Because while I was gone I also was invited to coach on Ground Zero season four.”
She begins to pace slightly as she talks, explaining.
Katsu: “Being in the place where the culture of masked wrestling began, one that I and others have carried on internationally, it reminded me how special it is to be one. Being a masked wrestler is an honour because I can create a legacy beyond myself. Learning from new hopefuls who, like me, immersed themselves in the sport I love while also trying to guide them was an experience I will cherish for the rest of my life!”
The fans cheer after Katsu shows a little extra passion, talking about Ground Zero.
Katsu: “So from there I knew what I needed to do. I needed to take control of my future and finally craft an identity I knew I could be proud of! The change away from Vampyra was truly years in the making, and it is hard to let go because it felt like I was leaving part of me, but I needed to.”
The camera zooms in on her mask, giving a longer look at its white and red design. The fox-like ears. Far more vibrant than her old mask.
Katsu: “This will guide me to a brighter future. I am Katsu! I am the Kitsune Warrior of FWA, and my pain of the past is just fuel to burn my bright future. Alyster Black, Weasel, Reagan Cole, Death Walker, and Jackson Fenix, I am certain we all will see each other before the Steel Roulette as we head to Back in Business. But, that leaves me to the next thing I need to discuss.”
She holds up her clipboard.
Katsu: “As I said. I was fortunate to Coach many hopeful and talented wrestlers on Ground Zero Season Four. There is the young Hemmlock who is going on to Season Five… A season I may be returning to as a coach again…”
Katsu winks at the camera as some fans cheer. There is a little extra confidence from her.
Katsu: “Then the strange Taboo. Someone who knew how to take advantage of great luck. LaVonny Toner had no shortage of hunger and those are just examples from my team. But there is one person we need to discuss, the winner, El Vendador!”
There is a respectable pop from the crowd at the mention of Ground Zero’s winner.
Katsu: “He is a man who may have occasionally shown aggression beyond what I expected, but he fought his way BACK into the finale and has earned a chance to join FWA’s roster. I believe a bright future is in for him. I was thankful to have him on my team and now-”
Opening the clipboard, we see a piece of paper with the FWA logo on top. Attached to it is a pen on a string. A contract.
Katsu: “I have the honour of presenting him with his contract to Fantasy Wrestling Alliance. So please welcome Ground Zero Season Four Winner, El Vengador!!!”
The lights in the arena dim as purple strobe lights begin to flicker across the crowd. El Vengador slowly walks out from the back, skull cane in hand, receiving a warm reaction from the fans in attendance who had followed along with him during Ground Zero.
Anzu Kurosawa: “I love this guy’s look, Rod. He looks like he walked right in off the streets of New Orleans too.”
Rod Sterling: “He may look that way but he is certainly a mysterious man with a mysterious background. One that we’ll no doubt get to learn more of now that he’s officially signing his FWA contract.”
Vengador slowly made his way down to the ring, ignoring the outstretched arms of the fans at ringside trying to get his attention. He instead climbs up the ring steps and steps through the ropes, entering the ring. The music begins to fade out as the lights come back up in the arena.
Katsu: “El Vengador, I am so excited to be the one to be able to officially welcome you to the FWA. Are you ready to make this official?”
Katsu holds out the clipboard containing the contract. There’s a brief pause as we wait to see if El Vengador plans on saying anything to celebrate his victory, but instead he just stares at Katsu. But he finally does take the clipboard and signs his name on the paper.
Anzu Kurosawa: “A man of few words. We could use more of that in FWA.”
Rod Sterling: “And with that signature, it becomes official. I’ll echo Katsu’s sentiments here - welcome to the FWA El Vengador!”
Vengador hands the signed contract back to Katsu. Once the contract is back in her possession, she proudly extends his arm out to Vengador for a handshake. After another brief pause, Vengador reaches out and accepts the handshake much to the delight of the crowd.
Katsu lifts Vengador’s arm up!
It is a beautiful moment of celebration for “Team Vampyra.”
Until.. Vengador PULLS KATSU IN with a short arm clothesline that topples Katsu head over heels to the canvas! The surprised crowd quickly begin to pelt Vengador with boos.
Rod Sterling: “What is the meaning of this!? This woman just helped coach him to victory in Ground Zero and this is the thanks he is giving her?!”
Anzu Kurosawa: “And she was pulling out the red carpet for him…”
Vengador puts the boots to the fallen “Kitsune Warrior” before allowing her to get back up to her feet, only for Vengador to pick up the clipboard and snaps it in half across Katsu’s head! But he’s not done yet.
He lifts her back up to her feet, scooping her up in a leg hook belly to back lift before driving her head first into the mat with a piledriver.
JUSTICIA!
With the boos now raining in on Vengador, he stands up and admires his handiwork. He however does not celebrate his assault, instead he simply turns his back away from his former coach and coldly exits the ring.
Rod Sterling: “Listen, we witnessed El Vengador beat game competition on Ground Zero Season Four. He fought back from elimination to get back on the show. Katsu, despite her age, proved to be a successful coach and was PROUD of him… But this is how he repays her?”
Anzu Kurosawa: “We DID see a mean-streak from him at times in his matches. But I still didn’t expect something like this…”
El Vengador walks up the ramp as Katsu rolls to her stomach in the ring, clutching the back of her neck after she was viciously dropped on the back of her head. She glances up the ramp and the newest member of the FWA roster doesn’t even care to look back at his former coach. He exits as we cut to commercial break.
Once Meltdown is back from the commercial break, we see a shot of the announce team at the table with Rod Sterling and Anzu Kurosawa looking rather flustered.
Rod Sterling: "Welcome back to Meltdown, and it has been somewhat of a chaotic show so far with The Connection retaining their FWA World Tag Team Championships in very unusual fashion, Joe Burr being hospitalised by Keres and then El Vengador showing up to attack his former Ground Zero mentor, Katsu."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Well, I’m all for chaos, and I am disappointed that we didn’t get even more because we were supposed to be hearing from both Danny Toner and the FWA World Champion Chris Peacock during tonight’s show ahead of their match this Saturday night on Fallout… but that’s not going to happen, Rod."
Rod Sterling: "No, it is not. The former close friends turned bitter enemies happened to run into each other before tonight’s show outside of the arena and unsurprisingly, it was not long until things turned physical between them and they had to be separated by both FWA and arena security and due to the circumstances, a decision was made by building management that neither Danny Toner or Chris Peacock are allowed in the arena tonight. They’ve both been sent away from the arena and therefore neither will be having a role to play in tonight’s show."
Anzu Kurosawa: "I’m sure Chris Peacock will be keeping an eye on Cyrus Truth tonight in the main event from wherever he is watching the show, as he prepares for a very personal affair with Danny Toner on Saturday."
There is a collective groan from the fans in attendance, and this is only made worse by the fact that they are made to wait for a few seconds before Ratin Mikichin emerges from the back. For a special treat and the additional repulsion factor, tonight’s mankini is skin-coloured. Ratin raises the roof a few times as he bops down the ramp towards the ring.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"The following contest is an Over-the-Top-Rope Challenge! Introducing first, from Kazakhstan… Ratin Mikichin!”
Rod Sterling: "Wow. This is something. Well, in one of the lesser talked about moments of The Grand March weekend, Ratin Mikichin teamed with rival Steve the Techno Vampire in a losing effort against our Fallout counterparts, with the implication being that neither can appear on Fallout ever again! So we’re stuck with them, Anzu!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "We saw at Carnal Contendership that they thought they were going to be in the match, but were not for obvious reasons! Well, Jon Russnow has set up a mini-Carnal Contendership of sorts for just the two of them here tonight on Meltdown."
Ratin enters the ring and it seems that the Meltdown cameramen have followed the notes from Fallout’s as the camera is placed in the worst possible place as Ratin bends down to get through the ropes. He settles in the ring and awaits the arrival of his opponent.
The crowd are slightly more excited to see Steve the Techno Vampire, who scurries out from the back with his cape firmly closed around himself. He opens it up and some plastic bats drop to the ground at his feet. Steve then starts dancing along to his music on his way to the ring.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"His opponent, from Trancesylvania… Steve the Techno Vampire!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "These two have been locked in stalemates for months, Rod. Like, we’ve had over half a year of this back and forth between these two. Now, Greg is on the scene and there’s this ‘Higher Power’ everyone keeps talking about. I’m really not sure what is going on here. What is the endgame?"
Rod Sterling: "It is bold of you to assume that there even is one, Anzu. Speaking of Greg, where the hell is that rat?"
Steve enters the ring and poses with his cape once again, but the crowd start booing as Ratin approaches him from behind and knocks him to the mat! The bell rings, and the challenge is officially underway!
The match starts, as most Joe Burr matches do, with the crowd incorporating his name into various chants and decreeing that Keres will get her shoulders pinned. Burr however forgoes his usual tactic of trying to trap his opponents in pin attempts and brings the fight straight to Keres and manages to pin her down in the corner as he clubs away at her!
Rod Sterling: "It is not often that Joe Burr has a size and weight advantage over an opponent, but he is really making the most of it here, Anzu!"
Burr gets in quite a few licks on Keres and the referee is forced to step in as Keres is in the ropes. Begrudgingly, Burr does back away with his hands raised to show that he is not attacking anymore. However Burr cannot react quickly enough as Keres rushes past the official and then leaps into the air and drills Burr’s head into the mat with a Running Tornado DDT!
There is concern from the crowd for Burr as Keres quickly snaps back up after the move and she roughly grabs Burr from the mat and tosses him towards the corner. With Burr up against the middle turnbuckle, Keres drives her boot straight into his throat! Burr is shown spluttering and the official is there to count Keres this time.
Rod Sterling: "Oh no! Keres is really going after that throat of Joe Burr here… he has only recently made a recovery from that shattered larynx suffered at the hands of Saint Sully at Back in Business last year. This isn’t good…"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Keres knows what she is doing, Rod, and after Burr and Rose got one over on Eternal at The Grand March, I think it is safe to say that there may not be any depth she is not willing to go to in order to get her win back tonight."
In order to avoid disqualification, Keres relents but not before she takes a final cheap shot at Burr in the corner, and he slumps down onto the canvas.
***
<< 02:50 >>
In keeping with how Keres has had her way with Burr completely, she remains on top in a more literal sense now as she has Burr trapped in the middle of the ring in a Camel Clutch. The referee is right down there to check that Burr does not wish to submit, but the New Yorker refuses to.
Rod Sterling: "You can hear that the crowd are really in support of Joe Burr here, but I’m not really sure that is enough to get him through this without risk of serious injury."
Anzu Kurosawa: "That previously injured throat has been a target for Keres throughout this entire match, and even in the hold now, Keres has gone underneath the chin of Burr with the Camel Clutch. That’s going to put even more pressure on Burr’s neck and throat and really does increase the risk of that larynx getting hurt badly again."
It seems that Joe Burr is acutely aware of the risk to his physical health as he tries to move Keres’s hands away from around his throat. After some difficulty, he is able to unpick her fingers and loosen her grip just enough to enable him to get his legs out from underneath and he falls back… and then rolls over Keres with her shoulders pinned to the mat!
ONE… TWO… THREE-NO!!!
Burr almost got it! He stands up over Keres and she rolls to avoid the stomp directed at her and Burr goes for a punch once she is back to her feet but she knocks his arms out of the way and grabs him by the head… and connects with a Headbutt straight to the forehead!
Rod Sterling: "That is some Honourable Sanity displayed by Keres there, and Joe Burr could be out on his feet, Anzu. He’s not looking that hot right now at all."
Very woozy after the strike, Burr drops to a knee and then Keres takes him by the throat with one hand and she looks around the arena in menacing fashion… AND FORCES BURR DOWN INTO THE MAT WITH THE CLUTCH OF WOE!! Keres stays on top of Burr with the Tongan Death Grip still applied, squeezing on his neck and throat and Burr coughs and splutters as he struggles to breath.
Anzu Kurosawa: "Just TAP OUT, Joe!"
When Burr refuses to tap out, Keres then takes to also slamming his head into the mat repeatedly whilst he is trapped in the hold. The life soon begins to fade from Burr’s face… and the referee has no choice but to stop the match!
Winner: Keres by referee stoppage at 3:49.
There is a stunned silence in the arena as Keres initially refuses to stop slamming Burr’s head into the mat whilst he she still has the Clutch of Woe applied, but with some force from the referee, she lets go. A smirk forms on her face as she looks down at Joe Burr, who is coughing and retching on the mat… and some blood spatters out of his mouth as he holds his throat with both hands.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Here is your winner… Keres!”
Rod Sterling: "Oh, this is just hard to watch. We’ve seen this happen to Joe Burr before, but that doesn’t make it any less troubling. I think we need to get some help out here for Joe… this could be another long layoff if this is as bad as it looks."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Well, it is a repeat of what we saw at Back in Business, but under potentially more serious circumstances, Rod. Joe Burr was the last line of defence preventing Eternal - Keres and Princess Nova - from having unfettered access to Lizzie Rose. If Keres has successfully taken Joe Burr out of action here, what does that mean for Lizzie Rose?"
Rod Sterling: "It is certainly worrying, Anzu. Especially if rejection means that Keres will be unleashed on her in the same manner we just saw."
Keres exits out onto the ring apron, where her servants collect her and start carrying her up the ramp in the same manner in which they arrived. She looks over her shoulder at Joe Burr in a very bad way and then thinks no more of it before disappearing to the back…
Meltdown heads backstage in the aftermath of Burr's eventful showdown with Keres. Resident interviewer Katie Baxter stands next to the Carnal Contendership runner-up weaselperson. In spite of the PPVs revelation, they're still dressed top to bottom in the odd outfit of an anthropomorphic weasel. Katie's face is strained, lacking the professional and enthusiastic demeanor she typically has for these interviews.
Katie Baxter: "Ladies and gentleman, I'm here with weaselperson who fell just short of winning the Carnal Contendership. Tonight, you're going one on one with the man who eliminated you last, Cyrus Truth. What's your strategy going up against one of the greatest wrestlers to have ever stepped in the ring."
weaselperson says nothing for a moment. She frowns.
weaselperson: "Bark."
Katie Baxter scowls, unusually.
Katie Baxter: "During the Carnal Contendership, your head covering was pulled off, and the world was shocked to see Zachary Kazadi under the mask. Any comments?"
weaselperson: "...Bark?
"
Katie Baxter: "There are arguments that you have stolen the identity of weaselperson, is that true?"
weaselperson sighs.
weaselperson: "Bark."
Katie can barely contain her anger now.
Katie Baxter: "In light of that, how does it feel to have lost the Carnal Contendership as runner up not once but twice."
weaselperson simply stares.
Katie Baxter: "Bark if you're not actually weaselperson!"
weaselperson says nothing.
Katie Baxter: "Bark if you're a fraud! Bark! BARK!"
weaselperson turns away to leave.
Katie Baxter: "Who said our interview was over? Bark if you're a coward Zachary! Bark! BARK! BARK!"
The interviewee is long gone. The disheveled interviewer takes a deep breath and tries to smile.
Katie Baxter: "That's it from me. Sending it over to Katie Lynn-Goldsmith as we'll hear from Katsu ahead of her own recent changes and incredible performance at the Carnal Contendership."
She bravely keeps her remaining composure as the show cuts away.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time… KATSUUUU!”
The opening to “Megitsune” plays through the speakers of the Legacy Arena, causing a positive reaction from fans. The lights of the arena flash red as, after a few moments, the newly rechristened KATSU makes her way out in her new mask. She is dressed in a loose white top and black pants. In one of her hands is a clipboard. The newly dubbed “Kitsune Warrior” closes her eyes and crosses her hands in front of her chest before she makes her way down the ramp.
Rod Sterling: “After a much needed sabbatical after losing her FWA Television Championship at Back in Town, the woman we knew as Vampyra returned to an FWA ring in the Carnal Contendership, shedding her old identity and forging a new one, Katsu! For a second chance at a first impression in FWA, she delivered, finishing fourth in the match with three eliminations.”
Anzu Kurosawa: “And now the Golden Opportunity is in her sights after Back in Business. A strong and unique field in it with former World Champion, Alyster Black, a wild-card choice in Weaselperson, and fellow rising stars like Death Walker, Reagan Cole, and her opponent for Fallout, Jackson Fenix, we can see a new name enter the main event conversation by the end of that match.”
Thankful to be back across the pacific, Katsu gives a couple of high fives to younger fans in the front row as she approaches ringside. Going up the steps, she enters the ring where she paces around, just getting accustomed to everything. Her new theme music fades away as someone from ringside hands her a microphone. And-
A positive response from the Birmingham fans. Grinning, Katsu playfully says into the microphone.
Katsu: “Something tells me you like the new look…”
There is some laughter from some of the fans followed by a cheer.
Katsu: “Arigato, FWA.”
She thanks the crowds before getting to her message.
Katsu: “So I have several things that I will have to address. After Carnal Contendership I created some new questions about what went on in my time away from FWA television. The biggest…”
Pointing to her face, she explains…
Katsu: “The new look. I said at Back in Town two things held over my head. One is a long-term project. The other I was not specific about… That was Vampyra. That was an identity I hid behind for years and it was one that I did not feel happy with. I can go deep into the history of my home company in Japan, but to it like this, the persona you knew as Vampyra was created by a woman who thought of herself as a mentor… But only used me as a young scared girl…”
The crowd give a small jeer, some of whom are aware of the story in some capacity, others maybe jeering out of disgust from the story.
Katsu: “And every wrestler who enters the sport at an age as young as mine you see evolve and change before your very eyes. They continue to grow and change, finding what works and who they are. I was not who I am for a long time. When I wanted to, I still was trying to hang onto this identity someone else created…”
Looking down, Katsu taps her foot.
Katsu: “And on top of everything else, it ate away at me. Only when I went back home I was reminded of who I am. I finally saw my disconnect in front of my eyes. I knew I had to fix it, but I did not know how. A part of me wanted to just ditch the mask…”
Bringing her attention to the hard camera, she instead shows a small smile.
Katsu: “But I also knew I had something else… Because while I was gone I also was invited to coach on Ground Zero season four.”
She begins to pace slightly as she talks, explaining.
Katsu: “Being in the place where the culture of masked wrestling began, one that I and others have carried on internationally, it reminded me how special it is to be one. Being a masked wrestler is an honour because I can create a legacy beyond myself. Learning from new hopefuls who, like me, immersed themselves in the sport I love while also trying to guide them was an experience I will cherish for the rest of my life!”
The fans cheer after Katsu shows a little extra passion, talking about Ground Zero.
Katsu: “So from there I knew what I needed to do. I needed to take control of my future and finally craft an identity I knew I could be proud of! The change away from Vampyra was truly years in the making, and it is hard to let go because it felt like I was leaving part of me, but I needed to.”
The camera zooms in on her mask, giving a longer look at its white and red design. The fox-like ears. Far more vibrant than her old mask.
Katsu: “This will guide me to a brighter future. I am Katsu! I am the Kitsune Warrior of FWA, and my pain of the past is just fuel to burn my bright future. Alyster Black, Weasel, Reagan Cole, Death Walker, and Jackson Fenix, I am certain we all will see each other before the Steel Roulette as we head to Back in Business. But, that leaves me to the next thing I need to discuss.”
She holds up her clipboard.
Katsu: “As I said. I was fortunate to Coach many hopeful and talented wrestlers on Ground Zero Season Four. There is the young Hemmlock who is going on to Season Five… A season I may be returning to as a coach again…”
Katsu winks at the camera as some fans cheer. There is a little extra confidence from her.
Katsu: “Then the strange Taboo. Someone who knew how to take advantage of great luck. LaVonny Toner had no shortage of hunger and those are just examples from my team. But there is one person we need to discuss, the winner, El Vendador!”
There is a respectable pop from the crowd at the mention of Ground Zero’s winner.
Katsu: “He is a man who may have occasionally shown aggression beyond what I expected, but he fought his way BACK into the finale and has earned a chance to join FWA’s roster. I believe a bright future is in for him. I was thankful to have him on my team and now-”
Opening the clipboard, we see a piece of paper with the FWA logo on top. Attached to it is a pen on a string. A contract.
Katsu: “I have the honour of presenting him with his contract to Fantasy Wrestling Alliance. So please welcome Ground Zero Season Four Winner, El Vengador!!!”
The lights in the arena dim as purple strobe lights begin to flicker across the crowd. El Vengador slowly walks out from the back, skull cane in hand, receiving a warm reaction from the fans in attendance who had followed along with him during Ground Zero.
Anzu Kurosawa: “I love this guy’s look, Rod. He looks like he walked right in off the streets of New Orleans too.”
Rod Sterling: “He may look that way but he is certainly a mysterious man with a mysterious background. One that we’ll no doubt get to learn more of now that he’s officially signing his FWA contract.”
Vengador slowly made his way down to the ring, ignoring the outstretched arms of the fans at ringside trying to get his attention. He instead climbs up the ring steps and steps through the ropes, entering the ring. The music begins to fade out as the lights come back up in the arena.
Katsu: “El Vengador, I am so excited to be the one to be able to officially welcome you to the FWA. Are you ready to make this official?”
Katsu holds out the clipboard containing the contract. There’s a brief pause as we wait to see if El Vengador plans on saying anything to celebrate his victory, but instead he just stares at Katsu. But he finally does take the clipboard and signs his name on the paper.
Anzu Kurosawa: “A man of few words. We could use more of that in FWA.”
Rod Sterling: “And with that signature, it becomes official. I’ll echo Katsu’s sentiments here - welcome to the FWA El Vengador!”
Vengador hands the signed contract back to Katsu. Once the contract is back in her possession, she proudly extends his arm out to Vengador for a handshake. After another brief pause, Vengador reaches out and accepts the handshake much to the delight of the crowd.
Katsu lifts Vengador’s arm up!
It is a beautiful moment of celebration for “Team Vampyra.”
Until.. Vengador PULLS KATSU IN with a short arm clothesline that topples Katsu head over heels to the canvas! The surprised crowd quickly begin to pelt Vengador with boos.
Rod Sterling: “What is the meaning of this!? This woman just helped coach him to victory in Ground Zero and this is the thanks he is giving her?!”
Anzu Kurosawa: “And she was pulling out the red carpet for him…”
Vengador puts the boots to the fallen “Kitsune Warrior” before allowing her to get back up to her feet, only for Vengador to pick up the clipboard and snaps it in half across Katsu’s head! But he’s not done yet.
He lifts her back up to her feet, scooping her up in a leg hook belly to back lift before driving her head first into the mat with a piledriver.
JUSTICIA!
With the boos now raining in on Vengador, he stands up and admires his handiwork. He however does not celebrate his assault, instead he simply turns his back away from his former coach and coldly exits the ring.
Rod Sterling: “Listen, we witnessed El Vengador beat game competition on Ground Zero Season Four. He fought back from elimination to get back on the show. Katsu, despite her age, proved to be a successful coach and was PROUD of him… But this is how he repays her?”
Anzu Kurosawa: “We DID see a mean-streak from him at times in his matches. But I still didn’t expect something like this…”
El Vengador walks up the ramp as Katsu rolls to her stomach in the ring, clutching the back of her neck after she was viciously dropped on the back of her head. She glances up the ramp and the newest member of the FWA roster doesn’t even care to look back at his former coach. He exits as we cut to commercial break.
Once Meltdown is back from the commercial break, we see a shot of the announce team at the table with Rod Sterling and Anzu Kurosawa looking rather flustered.
Rod Sterling: "Welcome back to Meltdown, and it has been somewhat of a chaotic show so far with The Connection retaining their FWA World Tag Team Championships in very unusual fashion, Joe Burr being hospitalised by Keres and then El Vengador showing up to attack his former Ground Zero mentor, Katsu."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Well, I’m all for chaos, and I am disappointed that we didn’t get even more because we were supposed to be hearing from both Danny Toner and the FWA World Champion Chris Peacock during tonight’s show ahead of their match this Saturday night on Fallout… but that’s not going to happen, Rod."
Rod Sterling: "No, it is not. The former close friends turned bitter enemies happened to run into each other before tonight’s show outside of the arena and unsurprisingly, it was not long until things turned physical between them and they had to be separated by both FWA and arena security and due to the circumstances, a decision was made by building management that neither Danny Toner or Chris Peacock are allowed in the arena tonight. They’ve both been sent away from the arena and therefore neither will be having a role to play in tonight’s show."
Anzu Kurosawa: "I’m sure Chris Peacock will be keeping an eye on Cyrus Truth tonight in the main event from wherever he is watching the show, as he prepares for a very personal affair with Danny Toner on Saturday."
There is a collective groan from the fans in attendance, and this is only made worse by the fact that they are made to wait for a few seconds before Ratin Mikichin emerges from the back. For a special treat and the additional repulsion factor, tonight’s mankini is skin-coloured. Ratin raises the roof a few times as he bops down the ramp towards the ring.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"The following contest is an Over-the-Top-Rope Challenge! Introducing first, from Kazakhstan… Ratin Mikichin!”
Rod Sterling: "Wow. This is something. Well, in one of the lesser talked about moments of The Grand March weekend, Ratin Mikichin teamed with rival Steve the Techno Vampire in a losing effort against our Fallout counterparts, with the implication being that neither can appear on Fallout ever again! So we’re stuck with them, Anzu!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "We saw at Carnal Contendership that they thought they were going to be in the match, but were not for obvious reasons! Well, Jon Russnow has set up a mini-Carnal Contendership of sorts for just the two of them here tonight on Meltdown."
Ratin enters the ring and it seems that the Meltdown cameramen have followed the notes from Fallout’s as the camera is placed in the worst possible place as Ratin bends down to get through the ropes. He settles in the ring and awaits the arrival of his opponent.
The crowd are slightly more excited to see Steve the Techno Vampire, who scurries out from the back with his cape firmly closed around himself. He opens it up and some plastic bats drop to the ground at his feet. Steve then starts dancing along to his music on his way to the ring.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"His opponent, from Trancesylvania… Steve the Techno Vampire!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "These two have been locked in stalemates for months, Rod. Like, we’ve had over half a year of this back and forth between these two. Now, Greg is on the scene and there’s this ‘Higher Power’ everyone keeps talking about. I’m really not sure what is going on here. What is the endgame?"
Rod Sterling: "It is bold of you to assume that there even is one, Anzu. Speaking of Greg, where the hell is that rat?"
Steve enters the ring and poses with his cape once again, but the crowd start booing as Ratin approaches him from behind and knocks him to the mat! The bell rings, and the challenge is officially underway!
<< 00:00 >>
Ratin ignores the jeering in the arena towards him as he stands over Steve and begins to stomp on his body, and Ratin then rips Steve’s cape from around his neck and puts it on himself. The crowd continues to boo as Ratin parades around the ring with the cape on, mimicking a vampire as best as he can.
Anzu Kurosawa: "That’s the most dressed I have ever seen Ratin Mikichin. It honestly feels kind of weird seeing him not in just a mankini, you know?"
After some of his theatrics, Ratin approaches Steve once again but this time the Techno Vampire is ready for him and he meets Ratin with a punch to the midsection. Steve rises to his feet and then stomps on Ratin’s foot which causes the semi-nudist great pain and Steve then runs the ropes and charges back at Ratin, taking him down with a Running Cross Body!
Rod Sterling: "Hey, check that out!"
Steve gets back up and clenches his fist and the crowd seem to be getting behind him and he lines Ratin up as the latter pulls himself up next to the ropes. STEVE CHARGES IN WITH A CLOTHESLINE… BUT RATIN HOLDS ONTO HIM AND BOTH SPILL TO THE FLOOR - LANDING AT THE SAME TIME!!!
There is some initial confusion as one of the ringside referees grabs Steve’s hand and raises it, but then another does the same with Ratin! Katie-Lynn Goldsmith walks around to where both referees seem to have reached some sort of agreement, and she nods her head as they explain to her.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Ladies and gentlemen, the ringside referees have agreed that this match has ended in a draw!”
Rod Sterling: "Did anyone honestly expect anything else?"
The crowd begins to boo as neither Ratin or Steve seem pleased about the outcome of the match, both seen shaking their heads. The atmosphere only gets worse as two figures walk out from the back. The first is recognisable as the third part of this equation, Greg, but the second’s identity is concealed by an oversized purple robe.
Anzu Kurosawa: "Is that… The Higher Power? The one behind all of this?"
Unfortunately, Greg has a microphone.
Greg: "Hi! I’m Greg."
It is not possible to hear oneself over the cascading jeers around the arena. Both Ratin and Steve look exhausted and frustrated after their arduous match and make their way to the bottom of the ramp where they look up at the man who has been advocating for them for the last few weeks.
Greg: "Once again, tonight we have seen just why Steve the Techno Vampire and Ratin Mikichin are true titans of professional wrestling. There is simply nothing that can separate the two of them and had they not been denied places in this year’s Carnal Contendership, I assure you that at least one of them would have won that match and would be going on to challenge Chris Peacock for the FWA World Championship in the main event of Back in Business!"
There is optimism in Greg’s voice, but it then fades and he composes himself in an attempt not to get too carried away.
Greg: "I believe it, and I think you all believe it too… and so does The Higher Power!"
Greg motions to the person standing next to him, who slowly bows their head in agreement. It seems like this is the first time that Ratin and Steve have seen this individual as well, as they are just as confused as everyone else.
Greg: "Worry not, fans of the Fantasy Wrestling Alliance… because there are two nights of Back in Business, which means two main events! Therefore, I submit an official proposal to Jon Russnow to make the main event of Night One at Back in Business XVII… Steve the Techno Vampire… versus Ratin Mikichin!"
No one else is able to match Greg’s enthusiasm for his idea other than those directly involved, with Ratin and Steve both nodding their heads in unison over the prospect.
Greg: "Yes… this is the will of The Higher Power… Jon Russnow, we look forward to receiving your acceptance."
Greg lowers the microphone and Ratin’s music starts playing up again as the two potential BIB headliners make their way up the ramp together and they join Greg and The Higher Power before the group leaves together…
The camera fades to an exterior shot of a pristine looking home in an undisclosed suburb. It is the type of opening shot you’d expect from a 90’s TGIF sitcom. White picket fence around the outside. After the establishing shot, the camera fades to the interior of the home. The camera pans around a kitchen that looks barely used. Not a single dish to be found. The cleanliness of everything we see almost looks as though no one lives in this house despite it being staged to look like it.
The camera makes its way into the next room of the house, the living room, but the view is quickly blocked as Jeremy Best comes into the shot. Jeremy is all smiles, wearing a shirt that reads “Friendship Wrestling Alliance” with a graphic of Jeremy hugging the unwell looking Krash from Back in Town. Jeremy is also still proudly featuring his own Krash stache that he debuted at Carnal Contendership.
Jeremy Best: "Hiya friends, it’s me, your pal, Jeremy Best! And tonight, I wanted to do something really special for all the Besties out there. I’ve felt really bad about what’s gone on between me and folks like Aly Black and Violet Dryer. I think there’s just been a really big misunderstanding. I think it’s time to clear the air and give everyone an update on how my pal Krashy is doing. And trust me, he’s made so much progress. He’s doing great! In fact, we’re having some fun right now! Come check it out!
Jeremy waves encouragingly towards the screen before walking into the aforementioned living room. The camera follows Jeremy in where first we can see the glow of a television screen. Not the typical high definition flat screens you find in most homes these days. It’s a more retro box television on wheels and has been positioned extremely close to an off-white couch where… sure enough… we find Krash sitting.
Sitting perhaps may not be the best way to describe it though. It’s more of a nonchalant lean because Krash is clearly in a sedated state. His condition does actually seem to look better than we last saw him in February, in that his wounds appeared to have healed. However he does look quite pale still.
But as Jeremy and the camera move in closer, it becomes clear that Krash’s arms are restrained to the couch. Jeremy takes a seat next to him, putting his arm around the unresponsive Krash.
Jeremy Best: "See? He’s fit as a fiddle! Oh, this is a good one!”
Jeremy points to the television where an old episode of Scooby Doo is playing.
Jeremy Best: "Look out Shaggy! He’s behind you!”
Jeremy reaches over and puts his hand over Krash’s eyes, as if to protect him from the jump scare of the cartoon.
Jeremy Best: "Whew, that was a close one.”
He pulls his hand back down away from Krash’s closed eyes.
Jeremy Best: "Buddy, I think people are really missing you though. Maybe it’s time we start talking about you coming back? What’s that, Krashy?”
Jeremy leans over, bringing his ear very close to Krash’s closed mouth. Jeremy sits back up, somewhat concerned as he rubs his chin.
Jeremy Best: "Yes, I know… I can see why you might be a little nervous going back out in front of the live crowds after being away so long… but I think I can help you with your anxiety. How about…”
Now it’s Jeremy’s turn to do some whispering as he leans into Krash’s ear and says something inaudible before pulling back and blankly looking at Krash for a moment.
Jeremy Best: "Good idea, right? Oh, wonderful, wonderful! What’s that buddy?”
Jeremy once again leans over to “listen” to Krash.
Jeremy Best: "Oh, you think so? Hmm.. that is a wonderful idea. Okay, you sit tight buddy and enjoy the show, I’m gonna go tell the people the great news.”
Best pats the unresponsive Krash’s leg before getting up off the couch and gets closer to the camera.
Jeremy Best: "So this Saturday on Fallout… Violet, I know you’ve been worried about Krash. I think we can both agree we want what is best for our friend. So this Saturday… let’s call off our match. Instead, Krash’s idea is… for him to join me in New Orleans! That’s right! You can reunite with your mentor on Fallout and you can join us in the Friendship Wrestling Alliance! It’s going to be great! Me and Krashy can’t wait to see you on Saturday!”
With an enthusiastic wave to the camera, Jeremy walks away and returns to his spot on the couch next to the unconscious Krash. He once again puts his arm around his friend as the camera fades out on Jeremy laughing and pointing at the television screen.
Shawn slowly rises through the stage with his head down and eyes closed. On his right shoulder sits the Television Championship. The X-Championship rests on his left. The silver briefcase from earlier is gripped tightly by the champion. As fog rises underneath him, the arena lights strobe between white and red to the song's drums. Shawn tilts his head with a smile as the camera pans around him. He adjusts Television and X Championship belts on his shoulders and instructs the cameraman to get a close look at them.
Rod Sterling: "Well, we saw Shawn's arrival earlier tonight, and it looks like the new 'champ-champ' has finally decided to address the fans here tonight."
Shawn makes his way down the ramp mouthing the words to the song, ignoring the hands and verbal assault from the fans as he does. Halfway down the ramp, he takes a visual survey of the arena before slowly walking up the ring steps, placing the briefcase on the ring apron, and slowly ascending the turnbuckle. His eyes closed, his head tilted high - he entirely takes in the moment before raising both championships in the air to a deafening amount of boos.
Anzu Kurosawa: "There are many people, myself included, who were hoping that Caesar would've triumphed over Summers at the Grand March. However, as you all can see, that wasn't the case."
Rod Sterling: "We wish Caesar a speedy recovery as he sustained injuries in that deathmatch that will keep him out of action indefinitely. It looks like Summers is requesting a microphone. He's finally ready to speak."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Feel free to change the channel now."
Shawn Summers: "So...what do you all wanna talk about?"
The fans boo heavily, and Anzu mutters "this guy" on the headset as Shawn leans against the ropes with the smirk that has yet to leave his face.
Shawn Summers: "Do you want to talk about how I retained my Television championship at the Grand March? Oh, wait, let's talk about how I beat the shit out of the last Roman Emperor like my name Odoacer - look him up, idiots. That may be what you all want to talk about, but that's not what I want. No, I want to talk about how a little over three months ago, everyone talked about how childish I was for bringing legal action against the FWA and their officials. Let's talk about how most of you wondered why I was facing jobbers and referees week in and week out instead of fighting the interim champion. Let's talk about how you all said I had the worst lawyers in the world and that even after all my bitching and moaning, I still didn't get what I wanted. Let's talk about how fucking stupid all of you are and how smart I am. Yeah, that's what I want to talk about. See, while you were out here playing checkers, I played 3D chess!
Rod Sterling: "I highly doubt Summers even knows what 3D chess is."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Is this segment over yet? Can someone bring out the Joshis?"
Shawn Summers: "I had a plan. I always had a plan. I had this plan in my back pocket from the moment I signed an exclusive contract with Fallout, Inc. at Back in Business. My brilliant lawyers and I negotiated a clause in my contract that would guarantee me a championship match of my choosing after I accumulated five wins in the FWA. What easier way to collect five wins than by beating young, up-and-coming wrestlers and a lying, cheating, prejudiced referee?
Rod Sterling: "Are you kidding me?"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Why should we be shocked at this revelation? This is typical of Shawn Summers. Pathetic."
Shawn Summers: "It's time you all faced the facts - I'm smarter and better than your favorite! Who could've predicted that Shawn Summers would be standing here with not one but TWO championship belts? What do your faves have? Hmmm? An opportunity to get pinned by Chris Peacock at Back in Business? Oh, oh, maybe they have a chance to lose the Golden Opportunity to fucking roadkill!!!
Rod Sterling: "What did weaselperson do to deserve that?"
Shawn Summers: "You know what they don't have? They don't have two championship belts and a guaranteed spot on the biggest card of the year! That belongs to Shawn Jacob Summers. And you know what else belongs to Shawn Jacob Summers? That briefcase!
Shawn approaches the briefcase and slowly bends to pick it up. He unclasps one lock on the briefcase and gently lifts and unclasps the other drawing out the anticipation for him to open it. He places a hand on the lid and slowly opens the briefcase before shutting it close!
Shawn Summers: "You all thought I'd reveal the contents of this briefcase on a show like Meltdown? Are you stupid, or are you dumb? When I retain my TV Championship on FALLOUT, I'll reveal what is in this $10,000 briefcase. But until then, suck my dick, you marks!"
Summers drops the microphone and exits up the ramp as the fans jeer and boo him while the camera slowly fades to black.
Returning to within the Legacy Arena, there is an interior shot of an office desk and after a few seconds, Jon Russnow walks into the frame and sits down on the seat behind the desk. He clears his throat and addresses the camera.
Jon Russnow: "Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you are enjoying tonight’s episode of Meltdown thus far. Shortly, we are going to be seeing tonight’s main event between the top two finishers in this year’s Carnal Contendership match; weaselperson and the man who will challenge Chris Peacock for the FWA World Championship in the main event of Night Two of Back in Business XVII, ‘The Exile’ Cyrus Truth.”
Russnow smiles for a moment and then begins speaking once again.
Jon Russnow: "Of course, with Carnal Contendership in the books, we are now well and truly on the ‘Path to Back in Business’. Over the coming weeks, you will see more and more matches added to the cards as rivalries look set to culminate and battle lines are drawn between champions and challengers. Before I speak on what I had scheduled this time to do so, I would like to formally reject the proposal put to me earlier tonight for the Night One main event.”
There is a deep exhale from the FWA Brand Coordinator and he rubs his head for a moment before looking back at the camera.
Jon Russnow: "We are aiming to make Back in Business XVII the best ever, and I am proud to announce that Back in Business will play host to a very special match; a Trios Battle Royal!
Teams of three will enter the match and elimination will occur in the usual manner until just one team remains. Now, the reason why this match is so special… and it is because of THESE!”
The camera draws back and THREE CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS ARE SHOWN ON THE DESK IN FRONT OF RUSSNOW! Russnow grins and nods his head as he looks down into the three matching championship belts.
Jon Russnow: "The team that wins the Trios Battle Royal at Back in Business XVII will be crowned the first ever… FWA WORLD TRIOS CHAMPIONS!”
The Brand Coordinator seems extremely pleased with himself, and he sits back at his desk with his arms behind his head.
Jon Russnow: "This match is open to any and all Trios in the FWA or even outside of it… so, what are you waiting for? Good luck.”
As Russnow continues to appreciate the work he has done, the camera lingers on the brand new championships for a moment before fading away.
Rod Sterling: "A couple of big developments back to back! Trios Titles are coming to FWA! And… well… we are going to be seeing Krash on Fallout?!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "Uhh… I don’t know about all that. Jeremy Best is clearly not all there. That whole scene was uncomfortable… but the Trios titles… sign me up!”
The crowd gets to their feet, giving a big reaction for one of the newest names in FWA who has quickly made a big impact. weaselperson walks out from the back, the weasel suit making it unclear to the current demeanor of Kazadi on the inside, but they do stop to play to the crowd on the stage.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith: "The following contest is our MAIN EVENT of the evening and is scheduled for ONE FALL with a thirty minute time limit! Introducing first from The Meadows and weighing in at two hundred, ten pounds... it's... WWWWWWEEEEEEEEEASSSSELPERSON!"
Rod Sterling: "I'm not sure anyone out there would've felt comfortable in predicting that weaselperson would make it to the final two of the Carnal Contendership, but we were all quite wrong in not doing so. Because it was an impressive run and they were oh so close to actually punching a ticket to Back in Business."
Anzu Kurosawa: "To be fair, no one could've predicted that it was Zachary Kazadi under that suit."
Rod Sterling: "Shh, I don't think we're supposed to acknowledge that, Anzu. I think he made it clear during the CC, he is winning and losing as weaselperson."
The crowd shows its support for weaselperson as they make their way down the aisle by beginning to bark along with them. weaselperson climbs into the ring and stretches out, awaiting their opponent.
The crowd's electricty doesn't let up for their opponent, because they are just as excited if not perhaps slightly more so for the arrival of Cyrus Truth as he jogs out onto stage, his face slightly obscured at first by the hood of his ring jacket before he tosses it back and lifts up his arms, eliciting an even bigger reaction from the fans.
Rod Sterling: "It was a night many will never forget at Carnal Contendership. It was the night that Cyrus Truth became just the SECOND person in FWA history to claim TWO CC wins."
Anzu Kurosawa: "It's another big time addition to the ever growing Hall of Fame resume of Cyrus Truth... but more importantly... he's heading down that Long and Winding Path to Back in Business with a chance to reclaim the FWA Championship once again!"
Rod Sterling: "But that path to Back in Business is a long one and Cyrus Truth can't be looking ahead to the biggest event of the year... because waiting for him in the ring is someone who isn't looking past Cyrus. Someone looking to redeem themselves after that final Carnal Contendership elimination. This will be a tough test for Cyrus Truth, no doubt about it."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Trust me, Rod. Cyrus Truth does not look past anyone. He is taking this match just as serious as weaselperson. This should be a good one!"
Truth makes his way down the aisle, climbing into the ring. weaselperson and Truth exchange a stare with one another from across the ring before Truth gives a respectful nod to his opponent, to which weaselperson returns in kind.
Ratin ignores the jeering in the arena towards him as he stands over Steve and begins to stomp on his body, and Ratin then rips Steve’s cape from around his neck and puts it on himself. The crowd continues to boo as Ratin parades around the ring with the cape on, mimicking a vampire as best as he can.
Anzu Kurosawa: "That’s the most dressed I have ever seen Ratin Mikichin. It honestly feels kind of weird seeing him not in just a mankini, you know?"
After some of his theatrics, Ratin approaches Steve once again but this time the Techno Vampire is ready for him and he meets Ratin with a punch to the midsection. Steve rises to his feet and then stomps on Ratin’s foot which causes the semi-nudist great pain and Steve then runs the ropes and charges back at Ratin, taking him down with a Running Cross Body!
Rod Sterling: "Hey, check that out!"
Steve gets back up and clenches his fist and the crowd seem to be getting behind him and he lines Ratin up as the latter pulls himself up next to the ropes. STEVE CHARGES IN WITH A CLOTHESLINE… BUT RATIN HOLDS ONTO HIM AND BOTH SPILL TO THE FLOOR - LANDING AT THE SAME TIME!!!
Winner: Draw? at 1:41.
There is some initial confusion as one of the ringside referees grabs Steve’s hand and raises it, but then another does the same with Ratin! Katie-Lynn Goldsmith walks around to where both referees seem to have reached some sort of agreement, and she nods her head as they explain to her.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Ladies and gentlemen, the ringside referees have agreed that this match has ended in a draw!”
Rod Sterling: "Did anyone honestly expect anything else?"
The crowd begins to boo as neither Ratin or Steve seem pleased about the outcome of the match, both seen shaking their heads. The atmosphere only gets worse as two figures walk out from the back. The first is recognisable as the third part of this equation, Greg, but the second’s identity is concealed by an oversized purple robe.
Anzu Kurosawa: "Is that… The Higher Power? The one behind all of this?"
Unfortunately, Greg has a microphone.
Greg: "Hi! I’m Greg."
It is not possible to hear oneself over the cascading jeers around the arena. Both Ratin and Steve look exhausted and frustrated after their arduous match and make their way to the bottom of the ramp where they look up at the man who has been advocating for them for the last few weeks.
Greg: "Once again, tonight we have seen just why Steve the Techno Vampire and Ratin Mikichin are true titans of professional wrestling. There is simply nothing that can separate the two of them and had they not been denied places in this year’s Carnal Contendership, I assure you that at least one of them would have won that match and would be going on to challenge Chris Peacock for the FWA World Championship in the main event of Back in Business!"
There is optimism in Greg’s voice, but it then fades and he composes himself in an attempt not to get too carried away.
Greg: "I believe it, and I think you all believe it too… and so does The Higher Power!"
Greg motions to the person standing next to him, who slowly bows their head in agreement. It seems like this is the first time that Ratin and Steve have seen this individual as well, as they are just as confused as everyone else.
Greg: "Worry not, fans of the Fantasy Wrestling Alliance… because there are two nights of Back in Business, which means two main events! Therefore, I submit an official proposal to Jon Russnow to make the main event of Night One at Back in Business XVII… Steve the Techno Vampire… versus Ratin Mikichin!"
No one else is able to match Greg’s enthusiasm for his idea other than those directly involved, with Ratin and Steve both nodding their heads in unison over the prospect.
Greg: "Yes… this is the will of The Higher Power… Jon Russnow, we look forward to receiving your acceptance."
Greg lowers the microphone and Ratin’s music starts playing up again as the two potential BIB headliners make their way up the ramp together and they join Greg and The Higher Power before the group leaves together…
The camera fades to an exterior shot of a pristine looking home in an undisclosed suburb. It is the type of opening shot you’d expect from a 90’s TGIF sitcom. White picket fence around the outside. After the establishing shot, the camera fades to the interior of the home. The camera pans around a kitchen that looks barely used. Not a single dish to be found. The cleanliness of everything we see almost looks as though no one lives in this house despite it being staged to look like it.
The camera makes its way into the next room of the house, the living room, but the view is quickly blocked as Jeremy Best comes into the shot. Jeremy is all smiles, wearing a shirt that reads “Friendship Wrestling Alliance” with a graphic of Jeremy hugging the unwell looking Krash from Back in Town. Jeremy is also still proudly featuring his own Krash stache that he debuted at Carnal Contendership.
Jeremy Best: "Hiya friends, it’s me, your pal, Jeremy Best! And tonight, I wanted to do something really special for all the Besties out there. I’ve felt really bad about what’s gone on between me and folks like Aly Black and Violet Dryer. I think there’s just been a really big misunderstanding. I think it’s time to clear the air and give everyone an update on how my pal Krashy is doing. And trust me, he’s made so much progress. He’s doing great! In fact, we’re having some fun right now! Come check it out!
Jeremy waves encouragingly towards the screen before walking into the aforementioned living room. The camera follows Jeremy in where first we can see the glow of a television screen. Not the typical high definition flat screens you find in most homes these days. It’s a more retro box television on wheels and has been positioned extremely close to an off-white couch where… sure enough… we find Krash sitting.
Sitting perhaps may not be the best way to describe it though. It’s more of a nonchalant lean because Krash is clearly in a sedated state. His condition does actually seem to look better than we last saw him in February, in that his wounds appeared to have healed. However he does look quite pale still.
But as Jeremy and the camera move in closer, it becomes clear that Krash’s arms are restrained to the couch. Jeremy takes a seat next to him, putting his arm around the unresponsive Krash.
Jeremy Best: "See? He’s fit as a fiddle! Oh, this is a good one!”
Jeremy points to the television where an old episode of Scooby Doo is playing.
Jeremy Best: "Look out Shaggy! He’s behind you!”
Jeremy reaches over and puts his hand over Krash’s eyes, as if to protect him from the jump scare of the cartoon.
Jeremy Best: "Whew, that was a close one.”
He pulls his hand back down away from Krash’s closed eyes.
Jeremy Best: "Buddy, I think people are really missing you though. Maybe it’s time we start talking about you coming back? What’s that, Krashy?”
Jeremy leans over, bringing his ear very close to Krash’s closed mouth. Jeremy sits back up, somewhat concerned as he rubs his chin.
Jeremy Best: "Yes, I know… I can see why you might be a little nervous going back out in front of the live crowds after being away so long… but I think I can help you with your anxiety. How about…”
Now it’s Jeremy’s turn to do some whispering as he leans into Krash’s ear and says something inaudible before pulling back and blankly looking at Krash for a moment.
Jeremy Best: "Good idea, right? Oh, wonderful, wonderful! What’s that buddy?”
Jeremy once again leans over to “listen” to Krash.
Jeremy Best: "Oh, you think so? Hmm.. that is a wonderful idea. Okay, you sit tight buddy and enjoy the show, I’m gonna go tell the people the great news.”
Best pats the unresponsive Krash’s leg before getting up off the couch and gets closer to the camera.
Jeremy Best: "So this Saturday on Fallout… Violet, I know you’ve been worried about Krash. I think we can both agree we want what is best for our friend. So this Saturday… let’s call off our match. Instead, Krash’s idea is… for him to join me in New Orleans! That’s right! You can reunite with your mentor on Fallout and you can join us in the Friendship Wrestling Alliance! It’s going to be great! Me and Krashy can’t wait to see you on Saturday!”
With an enthusiastic wave to the camera, Jeremy walks away and returns to his spot on the couch next to the unconscious Krash. He once again puts his arm around his friend as the camera fades out on Jeremy laughing and pointing at the television screen.
Shawn slowly rises through the stage with his head down and eyes closed. On his right shoulder sits the Television Championship. The X-Championship rests on his left. The silver briefcase from earlier is gripped tightly by the champion. As fog rises underneath him, the arena lights strobe between white and red to the song's drums. Shawn tilts his head with a smile as the camera pans around him. He adjusts Television and X Championship belts on his shoulders and instructs the cameraman to get a close look at them.
Rod Sterling: "Well, we saw Shawn's arrival earlier tonight, and it looks like the new 'champ-champ' has finally decided to address the fans here tonight."
Shawn makes his way down the ramp mouthing the words to the song, ignoring the hands and verbal assault from the fans as he does. Halfway down the ramp, he takes a visual survey of the arena before slowly walking up the ring steps, placing the briefcase on the ring apron, and slowly ascending the turnbuckle. His eyes closed, his head tilted high - he entirely takes in the moment before raising both championships in the air to a deafening amount of boos.
Anzu Kurosawa: "There are many people, myself included, who were hoping that Caesar would've triumphed over Summers at the Grand March. However, as you all can see, that wasn't the case."
Rod Sterling: "We wish Caesar a speedy recovery as he sustained injuries in that deathmatch that will keep him out of action indefinitely. It looks like Summers is requesting a microphone. He's finally ready to speak."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Feel free to change the channel now."
Shawn Summers: "So...what do you all wanna talk about?"
The fans boo heavily, and Anzu mutters "this guy" on the headset as Shawn leans against the ropes with the smirk that has yet to leave his face.
Shawn Summers: "Do you want to talk about how I retained my Television championship at the Grand March? Oh, wait, let's talk about how I beat the shit out of the last Roman Emperor like my name Odoacer - look him up, idiots. That may be what you all want to talk about, but that's not what I want. No, I want to talk about how a little over three months ago, everyone talked about how childish I was for bringing legal action against the FWA and their officials. Let's talk about how most of you wondered why I was facing jobbers and referees week in and week out instead of fighting the interim champion. Let's talk about how you all said I had the worst lawyers in the world and that even after all my bitching and moaning, I still didn't get what I wanted. Let's talk about how fucking stupid all of you are and how smart I am. Yeah, that's what I want to talk about. See, while you were out here playing checkers, I played 3D chess!
Rod Sterling: "I highly doubt Summers even knows what 3D chess is."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Is this segment over yet? Can someone bring out the Joshis?"
Shawn Summers: "I had a plan. I always had a plan. I had this plan in my back pocket from the moment I signed an exclusive contract with Fallout, Inc. at Back in Business. My brilliant lawyers and I negotiated a clause in my contract that would guarantee me a championship match of my choosing after I accumulated five wins in the FWA. What easier way to collect five wins than by beating young, up-and-coming wrestlers and a lying, cheating, prejudiced referee?
Rod Sterling: "Are you kidding me?"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Why should we be shocked at this revelation? This is typical of Shawn Summers. Pathetic."
Shawn Summers: "It's time you all faced the facts - I'm smarter and better than your favorite! Who could've predicted that Shawn Summers would be standing here with not one but TWO championship belts? What do your faves have? Hmmm? An opportunity to get pinned by Chris Peacock at Back in Business? Oh, oh, maybe they have a chance to lose the Golden Opportunity to fucking roadkill!!!
Rod Sterling: "What did weaselperson do to deserve that?"
Shawn Summers: "You know what they don't have? They don't have two championship belts and a guaranteed spot on the biggest card of the year! That belongs to Shawn Jacob Summers. And you know what else belongs to Shawn Jacob Summers? That briefcase!
Shawn approaches the briefcase and slowly bends to pick it up. He unclasps one lock on the briefcase and gently lifts and unclasps the other drawing out the anticipation for him to open it. He places a hand on the lid and slowly opens the briefcase before shutting it close!
Shawn Summers: "You all thought I'd reveal the contents of this briefcase on a show like Meltdown? Are you stupid, or are you dumb? When I retain my TV Championship on FALLOUT, I'll reveal what is in this $10,000 briefcase. But until then, suck my dick, you marks!"
Summers drops the microphone and exits up the ramp as the fans jeer and boo him while the camera slowly fades to black.
Returning to within the Legacy Arena, there is an interior shot of an office desk and after a few seconds, Jon Russnow walks into the frame and sits down on the seat behind the desk. He clears his throat and addresses the camera.
Jon Russnow: "Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you are enjoying tonight’s episode of Meltdown thus far. Shortly, we are going to be seeing tonight’s main event between the top two finishers in this year’s Carnal Contendership match; weaselperson and the man who will challenge Chris Peacock for the FWA World Championship in the main event of Night Two of Back in Business XVII, ‘The Exile’ Cyrus Truth.”
Russnow smiles for a moment and then begins speaking once again.
Jon Russnow: "Of course, with Carnal Contendership in the books, we are now well and truly on the ‘Path to Back in Business’. Over the coming weeks, you will see more and more matches added to the cards as rivalries look set to culminate and battle lines are drawn between champions and challengers. Before I speak on what I had scheduled this time to do so, I would like to formally reject the proposal put to me earlier tonight for the Night One main event.”
There is a deep exhale from the FWA Brand Coordinator and he rubs his head for a moment before looking back at the camera.
Jon Russnow: "We are aiming to make Back in Business XVII the best ever, and I am proud to announce that Back in Business will play host to a very special match; a Trios Battle Royal!
Teams of three will enter the match and elimination will occur in the usual manner until just one team remains. Now, the reason why this match is so special… and it is because of THESE!”
The camera draws back and THREE CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS ARE SHOWN ON THE DESK IN FRONT OF RUSSNOW! Russnow grins and nods his head as he looks down into the three matching championship belts.
Jon Russnow: "The team that wins the Trios Battle Royal at Back in Business XVII will be crowned the first ever… FWA WORLD TRIOS CHAMPIONS!”
The Brand Coordinator seems extremely pleased with himself, and he sits back at his desk with his arms behind his head.
Jon Russnow: "This match is open to any and all Trios in the FWA or even outside of it… so, what are you waiting for? Good luck.”
As Russnow continues to appreciate the work he has done, the camera lingers on the brand new championships for a moment before fading away.
Rod Sterling: "A couple of big developments back to back! Trios Titles are coming to FWA! And… well… we are going to be seeing Krash on Fallout?!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "Uhh… I don’t know about all that. Jeremy Best is clearly not all there. That whole scene was uncomfortable… but the Trios titles… sign me up!”
The crowd gets to their feet, giving a big reaction for one of the newest names in FWA who has quickly made a big impact. weaselperson walks out from the back, the weasel suit making it unclear to the current demeanor of Kazadi on the inside, but they do stop to play to the crowd on the stage.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith: "The following contest is our MAIN EVENT of the evening and is scheduled for ONE FALL with a thirty minute time limit! Introducing first from The Meadows and weighing in at two hundred, ten pounds... it's... WWWWWWEEEEEEEEEASSSSELPERSON!"
Rod Sterling: "I'm not sure anyone out there would've felt comfortable in predicting that weaselperson would make it to the final two of the Carnal Contendership, but we were all quite wrong in not doing so. Because it was an impressive run and they were oh so close to actually punching a ticket to Back in Business."
Anzu Kurosawa: "To be fair, no one could've predicted that it was Zachary Kazadi under that suit."
Rod Sterling: "Shh, I don't think we're supposed to acknowledge that, Anzu. I think he made it clear during the CC, he is winning and losing as weaselperson."
The crowd shows its support for weaselperson as they make their way down the aisle by beginning to bark along with them. weaselperson climbs into the ring and stretches out, awaiting their opponent.
The crowd's electricty doesn't let up for their opponent, because they are just as excited if not perhaps slightly more so for the arrival of Cyrus Truth as he jogs out onto stage, his face slightly obscured at first by the hood of his ring jacket before he tosses it back and lifts up his arms, eliciting an even bigger reaction from the fans.
Rod Sterling: "It was a night many will never forget at Carnal Contendership. It was the night that Cyrus Truth became just the SECOND person in FWA history to claim TWO CC wins."
Anzu Kurosawa: "It's another big time addition to the ever growing Hall of Fame resume of Cyrus Truth... but more importantly... he's heading down that Long and Winding Path to Back in Business with a chance to reclaim the FWA Championship once again!"
Rod Sterling: "But that path to Back in Business is a long one and Cyrus Truth can't be looking ahead to the biggest event of the year... because waiting for him in the ring is someone who isn't looking past Cyrus. Someone looking to redeem themselves after that final Carnal Contendership elimination. This will be a tough test for Cyrus Truth, no doubt about it."
Anzu Kurosawa: "Trust me, Rod. Cyrus Truth does not look past anyone. He is taking this match just as serious as weaselperson. This should be a good one!"
Truth makes his way down the aisle, climbing into the ring. weaselperson and Truth exchange a stare with one another from across the ring before Truth gives a respectful nod to his opponent, to which weaselperson returns in kind.
The Exile and weaselperson circle the ring to start the match, the crowd electric for both competitors and anxious to see them go at it once again after their showdown in the final two of the Carnal Contendership. They finally move in for a collar and elbow lock up to officially get things underway. The pair show off their wrestling prowess with some back and forth chain wrestling with them taking turns with some waistlocks via standing switches until Truth pulls weaselperson in with a headlock only to have weaselperson escape with an arm wrench but Truth fights it off and pulls WP back in for another headlock into a headlock takeover.
weaselperson kips right back up to their feet and charge in but Truth catches them with a hiptoss! WP sits up on their knees, staring down Truth, who smirks. The fans respond with some respectful cheers at the back and forth between the duo to start the match before weaselperson gets back up and both wrestlers once again circle the ring, staring each other town.
Truth motions for weaselperson to bring it on as they both meet in the center of the ring for a showdown. They comply with the request by striking The Exile with a stiff knife edge chop. Truth once again smirks as he absorbs the strike and wants more. weaselperson doesn’t hold back as they strike with another pair of knife edge chops to Truth before Truth comes back with a knife edge chop of his own! The wrestler formerly known as Kazadi stumbles backwards but fires back with another chop, which is returned by Truth! And another from Truth! And another from WP! With each chop exchanged, the cheers from the crowd get louder.
Rod Sterling: "Neither man are giving an inch here and you wouldn’t expect it from these two competitors."
Anzu Kurosawa: "And the crowd is loving every minute of it! Nothing like watching two of your favorites just beat the snot out of one another."
Things continue to escalate between the pair as they go from trading chops to trading forearm blows before weaselperson busts out a headbutt to Truth, that staggers the Exile backwards. Another smirk crosses his face, but it quickly fades as he comes back with a discus punch to WP that rocks the hairy competitor back into the ropes, but he battles back, bouncing back with a rolling elbow! Now Truth staggers back into the opposite ropes, and roars back with a rolling elbow smash of his own!
Coming back once again, weaselperson attempts a roundhouse kick, but Truth ducks it! WP turns back around and goes for the forearm, but its another evade from Exile into a DRAGON SUPLEX from Truth!
One! Two! KICKOUT!
The momentum quickly turns in Truth’s favor here after the high impact of the nearly out of nowhere Dragon Suplex. weaselperson starts to kneel to get back to his feet, but Truth charges in with a running knee strike followed by a knee drop!
Rod Sterling: "The Wander’s Wrath from Truth! It was a back and forth start but things have suddenly turned strongly into the favor of the man with a date at Back in Business with Chris Peacock!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "And he wisely goes for the pinfall right away here…”
One! Two! Kickout!
Truth wastes no time continuing the on the offensive, stomping weaselperson as they tried to get back up to their feet, before grabbing a handful of the hairy headpiece to finish getting WP back up. Truth Irish Whips weaselperson into the turnbuckle before charging in for a clothesline attempt, but weaselperson moves out of the way! Truth collides with the turnbuckle hard chest first before stumbling into a waiting weaselperson who gives Exile a boot to the midsection followed up by a big BRAINBUSTER! They roll over and hook the leg of Truth.
One! Two! Kickout!
Before Truth can move, WP hooks him by the head, wrapping his legs around the torso of Truth to lock in a guillotine choke submission. FWA Official Larry Stevens is there to check on Truth, but Cyrus is already fighting it off as he begins to get up to his knees while weaselperson keeps the submission locked in, attempting to tighten his grip around Truth’s throat. But once Truth is back up to a vertical base, weaselperson wisely releases his legs from Exile’s midsection and instead drives a knee up into Truth’s chest. He releases the guillotine and takes Truth by the arm, pulling him in for a ripcord elbow!
Cyrus is staggered, stumbling but still on his feet before he takes a wild swing at weaselperson, but the duck it and hits a Dragon Suplex of their own to Truth!
One! Two! Kickout!
Anzu Kurosawa: "A taste of his own medicine there for The Exile!"
After the kickout, once again weaselperson transitions into a submission hold, this time it’s a rear naked choke submission that he locks onto Truth. Onec again Larry Stevens is in prime position to check on Truth. Truth’s breathing clearly labored, a grimace on his face as weaselperson’s hairy arm clenched tightly around his throat once again. He slowly manages to pull himself up to his feet once again, and he breaks the hold by running backwards into the corner, driving weaselperson back first into the turnbuckles.
Cyrus takes a moment to try and regroup after breaking the hold, but weaselperson is right back on the attack, hooking him with a waistlock to attempt a German Suplex, but Truth manages to block it with a pair of back elbows to release the grip! WP stumbles backwards as Truth turns and connects with an enziguri that sends them backwards to the mat, landing in a seated position against the bottom turnbuckle.
Truth gets to his feet and walks to the corner… he looks to the crowd which cheers in approval as he busts out the FIRST FIVE STEPS in the corner as the crowd chants along!
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
With a determined look on his face, Truth grabs the bottom paws of weaselperson’s suit and pulls them out of the corner to the center of the ring before repositioning himself, turning his attention to the top of the suit as he grabs the head and sits weaselperson up and begins to unleash a barrage of hammer and anvil elbows to right to the side of the neck before he locks in the Long Road To Nowhere!
Rod Sterling: "Cyrus Truth has turned the tables on weaselperson now, putting the submission expert into his own submission!"
weaselperson strains against the submission, fighting against the tight grasp of the Exile, but he manages to position use his legs to push his way closer to the ropes, hooking the bottom rope with his left leg to get the rope break.
Truth releases the hold but continues the attack, pulling WP up but not before striking the back of his neck with some hard forearms and elbows before lifting them up into an ARgentine Rack into the EXILE’S EDGE!
Truth drops down and makes the pin - hooking the far leg.
ONE! TWO! THRE…NO!
Some frustration possibly setting in for Truth as weaselperson once again keeps the match alive. He grabs the headpiece again to pull WP up and lifts him up onto his shoulder’s in a Fireman’s Carry… he’s looking for the Journey’s End!
Anzu Kurosawa: "Cyrus has weaselperson right where he wants them. This could be it! This is what lead to his elimination at Carnal Contendership!"
But weaselperson begins to fight it off, delivering some elbows of his own to the side of Truth’s head to fight free and they are able to escape the fireman’s carry. He slides down Truth’s back and hits a GERMAN SUPLEX!
weaselperson is unable to hold on for the bridge, and instead laid on their back right next to Truth, both competitors down. The fans get to their feet, giving the effort of both wrestlers a standing ovation.
“WEASEL! PERSON!"
“CYRUS! TRUTH!"
“WEASEL! PERSON!"
“CYRUS! TRUTH!"
Rod Sterling: "A true 50/50 split here in Birmingham! They are loving every minute of this action!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Of course they are! You’ve got two of the most skilled wrestlers in the ring right now… both want a good clean match. An actual match without shenanigans here in FWA!"
Rod Sterling: "Careful Anzu, you might jynx it and we’ll have a hoard of Nephews out here."
Both wrestlers slowly begin to stir, pulling themselves up with weaselperson up first, but Truth following suit, both meeting in the center of the ring much like they started the match… knife edge chop from WP! Forearm from Truth! Forearm from WP! Elbow from WP! Elbow from Truth! HEADBUTT from WP! Headbutt from Truth! Both were staggered backwards before charging in…
DOUBLE LARIAT!
Both competitors are down once again! But it is weaselperson up first while Truth begins to get up, pulling himself up onto all fours as weaselperson measures him up…
DOUBLE FOOT CURBSTOMP! The Weaseler!
weaselperson drops to their knees and slowly rolls Truth over onto his back to make the pin, hooking the leg!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
NO! Truth kicks out at the last second!
Anzu Kurosawa: "I thought for sure that was it! weaselperson had it!"
Rod Sterling: "Never count out Cyrus Truth! This one isn’t over yet, Anzu!"
While we can’t see their face, one might imagine Kazadi was quite surprised by the kickout as well, but they get back to their feet and looks ready to try and put Truth away for good this time as they climb to the top turnbuckle. Truth begins to show signs of life, starting to pull himself up as WP comes off the top looking for a flying double foot stomp!
But Truth moves!
weaselperson lands on their feet but Truth quickly strikes with a spinkick to the midsection and leaps up with a jumping DDT to take WP back down! Truth with the pinfall this time!
One! Two! Thre - NO! weaselperson gets a shoulder up!
Both competitors are once again slow to their feet, but Cyrus is back up first and once weaselperson pulls himself up, he strikes with a stomp to the back of their knee and follows it up with The Broken Path!
Rod Sterling: "The Exile is feeling it right now! While it looked like he was in trouble earlier, he’s mounted a furious comeback here!"
Truth doesn’t go for the pin and instead pulls weaselperson up and looks for the finish once again as he lifts WP up into the fireman’s carry position. But once again weaselperson manages to be elusive as he escapes down the back and rolls up Truth, but doesn’t go for the pin, instead he holds onto the right leg of Truth and begins to try and tie him up into the Weasel Me This!
But Truth has the move well scouted as he uses his left leg to strike weaselperson repeatedly, creating some distance and allows Truth to escape and roll back to his feet! weaselperson charges in right into a discuss punch from Exile! Truth grabs WP by their furry throat, dropping them to the canvas with Memento Mori!
Cyrus lifts him back up again and pulls him up onto his shoulders…
JOURNEY’S END!
NO!
WEASELPERSON DOWN THE BACK…
They roll through, bringing Cyrus down to the mat with a Sunset Flip, clutching the leg and this time they are able to tie up his legs and arms into the Weasel Me This!
Larry Stevens checks in on Cyrus, who is refusing to give up! But weaselperson twists back on Truth's foot, applying more pressure while leaning back across the bent over body of Truth, applying an intense amount of pressure onto the trapped leg of Truth.
Realizing he was trapped in the center of the ring with nowhere to go, Truth does the unthinkable as he TAPS!
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Here is your winner… WEASELPERSON!”
weaselperson sits up on the canvas, calmly getting back to their feet as Larry Stevens lifts up their arm in victory.
Rod Sterling: "Just when it looked like Cyrus Truth was going to put them away, weaselperson locks in that unique submission hold! He has made The Exile tap out!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "He really had no choice, Rod! weaselperson could've easily snapped his ankle there, and with his arms trapped in his own legs, there was no escaping it! If he wanted to make it to Back in Business in one piece, he had to tap. He'll live to fight another day but what a huge win for weaselperson!"
Cyrus Truth massages his ankle, slowly rolling out of the ring, momentarily scowling as he has to limp up the ramp. An official offers him some help but he rejects the assistance, marching back under his own strength.
weaselperson signals to Katie (the non-lethal one) for a microphone and is surprisingly inundated with "BARK! BARK! BARK!" chants. They let it die down before they raises the mic.
weaselperson: "I know hearing me talk right now, it's gonna piss a lot of you guys off, the ones that weren't done with me after what happened at CC, at least. But there's a time for barking, and there's a time for talking. I think I've earned a little bit of talking. Don't worry, I don't intend on making it a habit. But while I've got the spotlight, while you're all listening to me, I'll take the chance.
I wanted to be in the main event of Back in Business, but that's not happening. It's always where I've imagined myself being. It's where I felt like I belonged. Instead, I'll be sitting backstage with the rest of the guys watching two of the best wrestlers in the FWA fight for the most valued prize in this company. The two guys who earned that spot. I'll be watching with a mixture of admiration, and a lot of fucking hate and envy.
Cyrus."
He says the name just as the two time Carnal Contendership winner reaches the top of the ramp. He stops, takes a ragged breath, but doesn't quite turn around.
weaselperson: "I think I've been putting your name in my mouth for seven years now. I'm sure you're tired of it. And given the circumstances, it's probably not gonna stop anytime soon. That's a testament to how long you've been at the top. And I might be a piece of shit for everything I've said about you, shit, I don't even like needing to sink that low to get my point across, but when you're at the top for so long, you gotta expect that guys like me are coming for your head. That's what it means to walk the Long and Winding Road, ain't it? If the Truth is eternal. If the Vagabond King's still got something left in him, then I needed this to be your warning. I needed this to be the shot in your arm for that match you got waiting for you in July. And if you come out of BIB with the belt, you know I'm coming for it. Taking down a King is sweetest when they're wearing a crown. Hopefully you'll be as motivated to beat the shit out of me as I was to beat the shit out of you tonight."
Cyrus Truth is unreadable but as weaselperson's final words to him reach, he walks past the curtains.
weaselperson: "I'm here to fight the best. And Cyrus was at the very top of that list. You talk about pedigree, accomplishment, there ain't no one higher in this company than that man. But there's a lot of guys I've got my eyes on after him. You can call it unfinished business, or you can call it the best wanting to face the best. Or you can call it a weaselperson wanting to put a few bastards in their place.
Mike Parr. If you're listening, I don't have to say much. This is gonna happen.
Shawn Summers. Honestly, I just don't like you. And you got two too many belts around your waist for a man who reviles competing so much. You've got a hell of an ability to pick and choose your spots. To avoid any fight that doesn't suit you. If you don't cut loose before I get a chance, I promise I'll humble you. A guy like you doesn't deserve to be in the FWA. And I'm sick and tired of seeing the suits bend over backwards for you.
Danny Toner. You've become more and more of a bastard every year, but who'd have thought you'd get this far. No one is more notorious for bailing than you are. And yet, you've forever secured your name in the books. You wanna talk about bouncing back, of falling all the way down and coming back up, there ain't anybody who does it like you. Still, you're scum, Danny. The absolute fucking worst. I don't wanna hear you talking shit about the talent in this company any longer if you're not willing to step across from me.
It goes without saying, but Chris Peacock. You're the World fucking Champion. You accomplished in two years more than I ever did. And I get the feeling you're more than satisfied with that. Don't be. I want the man who pushed everyone to the brink for two years. Who after coming so close, stuck around, kept at it and did it. Not a single major victory has been earned in this company without going through you. Don't you start taking it easy until I get my shot. After that, you can fuck off for all I care, but I don't want anything short of the man who retired Devin Golden.
Michelle. Shit, I don't gotta say much about her. The record speaks for itself.
That big motherfucker with the North American Championship who's been killing guys left and right. I want a shot at him.
And anyone else backstage who wants a fight. Including those four that are gonna be stuck in that Steel Roulette with me. You wanna see what it's gonna take to win, call up Russnow and you'll see. I'm right here.
But there's one man I'm thinking about, that's near the forefront of that list. I didn't see him backstage, and as far as I know, he's not gonna be on Fallout either. It's coming across to me like this man is doing the same shit a lot of other people do. What I've done. He came third right behind me. And now he ain't nowhere to be found. His friend is gone. He lost his gold. Fell short of the main event. And I guess at this point he's back home thinking about his every fuck up. I've got a responsibility to do what I wish someone had done to me. Drag me out of my hellhole and back to a wrestling ring.
Black Jesus. I thought you loved to fight. I thought you were the kind of man who'd die in this ring. Not rotting in your own filth at home. I thought when you got pissed off, when you got in your own head, there was only one way to get out of it. I thought you were the toughest, most violent man in this company. I don't respect your style, but I respect your passion. At least, I thought I did.
You can stay back home, and you can keep being afraid of failure, and you keep crying about every major hurdle you've failed to overcome. You can wait around till your pal shows up to try and give you some consolation gold. The pal who'd never sink to the level you and I have after failure. You can wait until the Anniversary show where I kill the last vestiges of your fighting spirit once and for all… or you can come try and kick my ass. I know you love to stomp on dogs and I'm a real fucking dog. I know what I want. I know what these people want. Deep down, I know you want this. We both wanted to headline Back in Business, but that's not happening. My schedule is open and yours is too. I'm not hard to find.
I want as much of a fight as I was hoping to get that night, I want the fight you were willing to give if things had gone your way. I'd love nothing more than to see how much pain a man like you can take, how much blood he can bleed, before he has to give. Why don't you show me?"
weaselperson at last drops the microphone. Soul Glo echoes through the arena again while the costumed figure rolls out of the ring and shockingly hits a few hands on his way backstage.
Rod Sterling: "weaselperson's got a long time until they get their chance at the Golden Opportunity, but they seem to have challenged just about the entire roster to keep them busy on their way there.!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "Do you think Alyster was listening?"
Rod Sterling: "Whether he was or not, when the figure now known as weaselperson wants a fight, they've been known not to stop barking until they get it. With that said, that's all we have for you Meltdown fans, tune in Saturday for an action packed Fallout. I'm Rod Sterling, with my partner Anzu Kurosawa, signing out.”
weaselperson kips right back up to their feet and charge in but Truth catches them with a hiptoss! WP sits up on their knees, staring down Truth, who smirks. The fans respond with some respectful cheers at the back and forth between the duo to start the match before weaselperson gets back up and both wrestlers once again circle the ring, staring each other town.
Truth motions for weaselperson to bring it on as they both meet in the center of the ring for a showdown. They comply with the request by striking The Exile with a stiff knife edge chop. Truth once again smirks as he absorbs the strike and wants more. weaselperson doesn’t hold back as they strike with another pair of knife edge chops to Truth before Truth comes back with a knife edge chop of his own! The wrestler formerly known as Kazadi stumbles backwards but fires back with another chop, which is returned by Truth! And another from Truth! And another from WP! With each chop exchanged, the cheers from the crowd get louder.
Rod Sterling: "Neither man are giving an inch here and you wouldn’t expect it from these two competitors."
Anzu Kurosawa: "And the crowd is loving every minute of it! Nothing like watching two of your favorites just beat the snot out of one another."
Things continue to escalate between the pair as they go from trading chops to trading forearm blows before weaselperson busts out a headbutt to Truth, that staggers the Exile backwards. Another smirk crosses his face, but it quickly fades as he comes back with a discus punch to WP that rocks the hairy competitor back into the ropes, but he battles back, bouncing back with a rolling elbow! Now Truth staggers back into the opposite ropes, and roars back with a rolling elbow smash of his own!
Coming back once again, weaselperson attempts a roundhouse kick, but Truth ducks it! WP turns back around and goes for the forearm, but its another evade from Exile into a DRAGON SUPLEX from Truth!
One! Two! KICKOUT!
The momentum quickly turns in Truth’s favor here after the high impact of the nearly out of nowhere Dragon Suplex. weaselperson starts to kneel to get back to his feet, but Truth charges in with a running knee strike followed by a knee drop!
Rod Sterling: "The Wander’s Wrath from Truth! It was a back and forth start but things have suddenly turned strongly into the favor of the man with a date at Back in Business with Chris Peacock!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "And he wisely goes for the pinfall right away here…”
One! Two! Kickout!
Truth wastes no time continuing the on the offensive, stomping weaselperson as they tried to get back up to their feet, before grabbing a handful of the hairy headpiece to finish getting WP back up. Truth Irish Whips weaselperson into the turnbuckle before charging in for a clothesline attempt, but weaselperson moves out of the way! Truth collides with the turnbuckle hard chest first before stumbling into a waiting weaselperson who gives Exile a boot to the midsection followed up by a big BRAINBUSTER! They roll over and hook the leg of Truth.
One! Two! Kickout!
Before Truth can move, WP hooks him by the head, wrapping his legs around the torso of Truth to lock in a guillotine choke submission. FWA Official Larry Stevens is there to check on Truth, but Cyrus is already fighting it off as he begins to get up to his knees while weaselperson keeps the submission locked in, attempting to tighten his grip around Truth’s throat. But once Truth is back up to a vertical base, weaselperson wisely releases his legs from Exile’s midsection and instead drives a knee up into Truth’s chest. He releases the guillotine and takes Truth by the arm, pulling him in for a ripcord elbow!
Cyrus is staggered, stumbling but still on his feet before he takes a wild swing at weaselperson, but the duck it and hits a Dragon Suplex of their own to Truth!
One! Two! Kickout!
Anzu Kurosawa: "A taste of his own medicine there for The Exile!"
After the kickout, once again weaselperson transitions into a submission hold, this time it’s a rear naked choke submission that he locks onto Truth. Onec again Larry Stevens is in prime position to check on Truth. Truth’s breathing clearly labored, a grimace on his face as weaselperson’s hairy arm clenched tightly around his throat once again. He slowly manages to pull himself up to his feet once again, and he breaks the hold by running backwards into the corner, driving weaselperson back first into the turnbuckles.
Cyrus takes a moment to try and regroup after breaking the hold, but weaselperson is right back on the attack, hooking him with a waistlock to attempt a German Suplex, but Truth manages to block it with a pair of back elbows to release the grip! WP stumbles backwards as Truth turns and connects with an enziguri that sends them backwards to the mat, landing in a seated position against the bottom turnbuckle.
Truth gets to his feet and walks to the corner… he looks to the crowd which cheers in approval as he busts out the FIRST FIVE STEPS in the corner as the crowd chants along!
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
With a determined look on his face, Truth grabs the bottom paws of weaselperson’s suit and pulls them out of the corner to the center of the ring before repositioning himself, turning his attention to the top of the suit as he grabs the head and sits weaselperson up and begins to unleash a barrage of hammer and anvil elbows to right to the side of the neck before he locks in the Long Road To Nowhere!
Rod Sterling: "Cyrus Truth has turned the tables on weaselperson now, putting the submission expert into his own submission!"
weaselperson strains against the submission, fighting against the tight grasp of the Exile, but he manages to position use his legs to push his way closer to the ropes, hooking the bottom rope with his left leg to get the rope break.
Truth releases the hold but continues the attack, pulling WP up but not before striking the back of his neck with some hard forearms and elbows before lifting them up into an ARgentine Rack into the EXILE’S EDGE!
Truth drops down and makes the pin - hooking the far leg.
ONE! TWO! THRE…NO!
Some frustration possibly setting in for Truth as weaselperson once again keeps the match alive. He grabs the headpiece again to pull WP up and lifts him up onto his shoulder’s in a Fireman’s Carry… he’s looking for the Journey’s End!
Anzu Kurosawa: "Cyrus has weaselperson right where he wants them. This could be it! This is what lead to his elimination at Carnal Contendership!"
But weaselperson begins to fight it off, delivering some elbows of his own to the side of Truth’s head to fight free and they are able to escape the fireman’s carry. He slides down Truth’s back and hits a GERMAN SUPLEX!
weaselperson is unable to hold on for the bridge, and instead laid on their back right next to Truth, both competitors down. The fans get to their feet, giving the effort of both wrestlers a standing ovation.
“WEASEL! PERSON!"
“CYRUS! TRUTH!"
“WEASEL! PERSON!"
“CYRUS! TRUTH!"
Rod Sterling: "A true 50/50 split here in Birmingham! They are loving every minute of this action!"
Anzu Kurosawa: "Of course they are! You’ve got two of the most skilled wrestlers in the ring right now… both want a good clean match. An actual match without shenanigans here in FWA!"
Rod Sterling: "Careful Anzu, you might jynx it and we’ll have a hoard of Nephews out here."
Both wrestlers slowly begin to stir, pulling themselves up with weaselperson up first, but Truth following suit, both meeting in the center of the ring much like they started the match… knife edge chop from WP! Forearm from Truth! Forearm from WP! Elbow from WP! Elbow from Truth! HEADBUTT from WP! Headbutt from Truth! Both were staggered backwards before charging in…
DOUBLE LARIAT!
Both competitors are down once again! But it is weaselperson up first while Truth begins to get up, pulling himself up onto all fours as weaselperson measures him up…
DOUBLE FOOT CURBSTOMP! The Weaseler!
weaselperson drops to their knees and slowly rolls Truth over onto his back to make the pin, hooking the leg!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
NO! Truth kicks out at the last second!
Anzu Kurosawa: "I thought for sure that was it! weaselperson had it!"
Rod Sterling: "Never count out Cyrus Truth! This one isn’t over yet, Anzu!"
While we can’t see their face, one might imagine Kazadi was quite surprised by the kickout as well, but they get back to their feet and looks ready to try and put Truth away for good this time as they climb to the top turnbuckle. Truth begins to show signs of life, starting to pull himself up as WP comes off the top looking for a flying double foot stomp!
But Truth moves!
weaselperson lands on their feet but Truth quickly strikes with a spinkick to the midsection and leaps up with a jumping DDT to take WP back down! Truth with the pinfall this time!
One! Two! Thre - NO! weaselperson gets a shoulder up!
Both competitors are once again slow to their feet, but Cyrus is back up first and once weaselperson pulls himself up, he strikes with a stomp to the back of their knee and follows it up with The Broken Path!
Rod Sterling: "The Exile is feeling it right now! While it looked like he was in trouble earlier, he’s mounted a furious comeback here!"
Truth doesn’t go for the pin and instead pulls weaselperson up and looks for the finish once again as he lifts WP up into the fireman’s carry position. But once again weaselperson manages to be elusive as he escapes down the back and rolls up Truth, but doesn’t go for the pin, instead he holds onto the right leg of Truth and begins to try and tie him up into the Weasel Me This!
But Truth has the move well scouted as he uses his left leg to strike weaselperson repeatedly, creating some distance and allows Truth to escape and roll back to his feet! weaselperson charges in right into a discuss punch from Exile! Truth grabs WP by their furry throat, dropping them to the canvas with Memento Mori!
Cyrus lifts him back up again and pulls him up onto his shoulders…
JOURNEY’S END!
NO!
WEASELPERSON DOWN THE BACK…
They roll through, bringing Cyrus down to the mat with a Sunset Flip, clutching the leg and this time they are able to tie up his legs and arms into the Weasel Me This!
Larry Stevens checks in on Cyrus, who is refusing to give up! But weaselperson twists back on Truth's foot, applying more pressure while leaning back across the bent over body of Truth, applying an intense amount of pressure onto the trapped leg of Truth.
Realizing he was trapped in the center of the ring with nowhere to go, Truth does the unthinkable as he TAPS!
Winner: weaselperson by submision at 17:33.
Katie-Lynn Goldsmith:"Here is your winner… WEASELPERSON!”
weaselperson sits up on the canvas, calmly getting back to their feet as Larry Stevens lifts up their arm in victory.
Rod Sterling: "Just when it looked like Cyrus Truth was going to put them away, weaselperson locks in that unique submission hold! He has made The Exile tap out!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "He really had no choice, Rod! weaselperson could've easily snapped his ankle there, and with his arms trapped in his own legs, there was no escaping it! If he wanted to make it to Back in Business in one piece, he had to tap. He'll live to fight another day but what a huge win for weaselperson!"
Cyrus Truth massages his ankle, slowly rolling out of the ring, momentarily scowling as he has to limp up the ramp. An official offers him some help but he rejects the assistance, marching back under his own strength.
weaselperson signals to Katie (the non-lethal one) for a microphone and is surprisingly inundated with "BARK! BARK! BARK!" chants. They let it die down before they raises the mic.
weaselperson: "I know hearing me talk right now, it's gonna piss a lot of you guys off, the ones that weren't done with me after what happened at CC, at least. But there's a time for barking, and there's a time for talking. I think I've earned a little bit of talking. Don't worry, I don't intend on making it a habit. But while I've got the spotlight, while you're all listening to me, I'll take the chance.
I wanted to be in the main event of Back in Business, but that's not happening. It's always where I've imagined myself being. It's where I felt like I belonged. Instead, I'll be sitting backstage with the rest of the guys watching two of the best wrestlers in the FWA fight for the most valued prize in this company. The two guys who earned that spot. I'll be watching with a mixture of admiration, and a lot of fucking hate and envy.
Cyrus."
He says the name just as the two time Carnal Contendership winner reaches the top of the ramp. He stops, takes a ragged breath, but doesn't quite turn around.
weaselperson: "I think I've been putting your name in my mouth for seven years now. I'm sure you're tired of it. And given the circumstances, it's probably not gonna stop anytime soon. That's a testament to how long you've been at the top. And I might be a piece of shit for everything I've said about you, shit, I don't even like needing to sink that low to get my point across, but when you're at the top for so long, you gotta expect that guys like me are coming for your head. That's what it means to walk the Long and Winding Road, ain't it? If the Truth is eternal. If the Vagabond King's still got something left in him, then I needed this to be your warning. I needed this to be the shot in your arm for that match you got waiting for you in July. And if you come out of BIB with the belt, you know I'm coming for it. Taking down a King is sweetest when they're wearing a crown. Hopefully you'll be as motivated to beat the shit out of me as I was to beat the shit out of you tonight."
Cyrus Truth is unreadable but as weaselperson's final words to him reach, he walks past the curtains.
weaselperson: "I'm here to fight the best. And Cyrus was at the very top of that list. You talk about pedigree, accomplishment, there ain't no one higher in this company than that man. But there's a lot of guys I've got my eyes on after him. You can call it unfinished business, or you can call it the best wanting to face the best. Or you can call it a weaselperson wanting to put a few bastards in their place.
Mike Parr. If you're listening, I don't have to say much. This is gonna happen.
Shawn Summers. Honestly, I just don't like you. And you got two too many belts around your waist for a man who reviles competing so much. You've got a hell of an ability to pick and choose your spots. To avoid any fight that doesn't suit you. If you don't cut loose before I get a chance, I promise I'll humble you. A guy like you doesn't deserve to be in the FWA. And I'm sick and tired of seeing the suits bend over backwards for you.
Danny Toner. You've become more and more of a bastard every year, but who'd have thought you'd get this far. No one is more notorious for bailing than you are. And yet, you've forever secured your name in the books. You wanna talk about bouncing back, of falling all the way down and coming back up, there ain't anybody who does it like you. Still, you're scum, Danny. The absolute fucking worst. I don't wanna hear you talking shit about the talent in this company any longer if you're not willing to step across from me.
It goes without saying, but Chris Peacock. You're the World fucking Champion. You accomplished in two years more than I ever did. And I get the feeling you're more than satisfied with that. Don't be. I want the man who pushed everyone to the brink for two years. Who after coming so close, stuck around, kept at it and did it. Not a single major victory has been earned in this company without going through you. Don't you start taking it easy until I get my shot. After that, you can fuck off for all I care, but I don't want anything short of the man who retired Devin Golden.
Michelle. Shit, I don't gotta say much about her. The record speaks for itself.
That big motherfucker with the North American Championship who's been killing guys left and right. I want a shot at him.
And anyone else backstage who wants a fight. Including those four that are gonna be stuck in that Steel Roulette with me. You wanna see what it's gonna take to win, call up Russnow and you'll see. I'm right here.
But there's one man I'm thinking about, that's near the forefront of that list. I didn't see him backstage, and as far as I know, he's not gonna be on Fallout either. It's coming across to me like this man is doing the same shit a lot of other people do. What I've done. He came third right behind me. And now he ain't nowhere to be found. His friend is gone. He lost his gold. Fell short of the main event. And I guess at this point he's back home thinking about his every fuck up. I've got a responsibility to do what I wish someone had done to me. Drag me out of my hellhole and back to a wrestling ring.
Black Jesus. I thought you loved to fight. I thought you were the kind of man who'd die in this ring. Not rotting in your own filth at home. I thought when you got pissed off, when you got in your own head, there was only one way to get out of it. I thought you were the toughest, most violent man in this company. I don't respect your style, but I respect your passion. At least, I thought I did.
You can stay back home, and you can keep being afraid of failure, and you keep crying about every major hurdle you've failed to overcome. You can wait around till your pal shows up to try and give you some consolation gold. The pal who'd never sink to the level you and I have after failure. You can wait until the Anniversary show where I kill the last vestiges of your fighting spirit once and for all… or you can come try and kick my ass. I know you love to stomp on dogs and I'm a real fucking dog. I know what I want. I know what these people want. Deep down, I know you want this. We both wanted to headline Back in Business, but that's not happening. My schedule is open and yours is too. I'm not hard to find.
I want as much of a fight as I was hoping to get that night, I want the fight you were willing to give if things had gone your way. I'd love nothing more than to see how much pain a man like you can take, how much blood he can bleed, before he has to give. Why don't you show me?"
weaselperson at last drops the microphone. Soul Glo echoes through the arena again while the costumed figure rolls out of the ring and shockingly hits a few hands on his way backstage.
Rod Sterling: "weaselperson's got a long time until they get their chance at the Golden Opportunity, but they seem to have challenged just about the entire roster to keep them busy on their way there.!”
Anzu Kurosawa: "Do you think Alyster was listening?"
Rod Sterling: "Whether he was or not, when the figure now known as weaselperson wants a fight, they've been known not to stop barking until they get it. With that said, that's all we have for you Meltdown fans, tune in Saturday for an action packed Fallout. I'm Rod Sterling, with my partner Anzu Kurosawa, signing out.”
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