GCWA Darkness Falls

*After the screen fades away, you find yourself faced with blackness. Emptiness. Darkness. Before you can start to wonder if something's happened to your feed, though, the picture slowly starts to come up, showing what appears to be some sort of museum somewhere. It's not one of your family-friendly museums, though. This is more like someone's own, personal collection of various items, arranged across the room. We see everything from a framed, blood-soaked t-shirt with "Titan Rules" on it to a sledgehammer with the initials "S.S." on it. The camera continues to pan around the room, before starting to head towards the hallway nearby.*

Voice: The history of the Global Championship Wrestling Association is well-known. Throughout many years and many iterations, the company has continued to thrive, building an immense library of memories and achievements.

*The camera gets closer to the wall, where we see four framed artistic renderings of some amazing superstars. We see "The Rocketman" Ed Houston, posed in mid-flight. Mack O'Connor, standing tall as he raises a championship above his head. Chelsea LeClair, launching herself into Cancelled! on a helpless opponent. Lissie Hope, riding the turnbuckle, pointing out at the audience in front of her with a deep smirk.*

Voice: This organization has weathered many highs and lows, journeying towards its greatest moments. It sits at the precipice of another high point, a point that will show the world how everything has come together in perfect harmony.

*The four pictures all seemingly catch fire at the same time. The burning fabrics begin to pull outwards, separating, with burning embers falling to the floor below. As the champions are consumed, we begin to see images behind them.*

Voice: Now, the past is no longer our future. Those who have failed to take us to the next level fall away, making way for the best of us.

*The flames move to the edges, with most of the artwork removed. Underneath, we see four new images: Noah Jackson, Shawn Warstein, Jackson Hart, and finally James Raven. The four are all posed, staring towards the camera with confidence brimming out of them. Stepping into frame, admiring the new artwork, is Deana Barrows.*

Deana Barrows: Everything is where it should be. Tonight, the Legacy Era will take over. And if you see this and despair, remember... when darkness falls, the world will never been the same...

*Deana smiles her Mona Lisa smile, before turning and walking away, as the camera adjusts to the right, showing the banner for tonight's show.*

*The shot changes to a view of the packed Bud Walton Arena in Fayetteville, Arkansas!! The crowd is energized at the thought of tonight's event, even after recent changes, cheering wildly as the fireworks begin all around the arena. As the explosions fade out along with the wild rock music playing, we go down to ringside to join Adrian Rockwell and Hood as they are ready to go!*

Rockwell: Welcome, folks, to Darkness Falls 2020!! It's the fifth time we've been at Darkness Falls for the GCWA!

Hood: Weird that we didn't tout that in the advertising, but then, who really cares about the past, when the future is Legacy!

Rockwell: We have an exciting night planned for everyone tonight, as we've got some great title matches scheduled! That being said, the biggest drama has already taken place, as Lissie Hope, the former GCWA World Heavyweight Champion, has been stripped of her title, leaving us without a World Title match here tonight!

Hood: Well, we're going to get an amazing Coronation ceremony for James Raven, so I'm sure the fans will get their money's worth.

Rockwell: I hope so, Hood. It's definitely a shock to have a championship reign end that way, but the GCWA has always been one to roll with the punches and move forward!

Hood: Man, my only disappointment is that The A-List isn't wrestling tonight. Other than that, I'm psyched with everything set to go down!

Rockwell: Well, we'll get to our first match shortly, but first, I've been told we need to head outside...



*The camera opens to the parking lot where a stretch limo Hummer pulls in. The black Hummer limo is moving slowly as it comes to a stop. The door to the limo opens and out steps Masher and Strangler dressed in leather suits. They look around the parking lot as if doing security check. Masher sticks his head in the door of the limo and says, "alright, all clear".*

*Next steps out Sargent Snake dressed in his military blues. Following Snake is Major Flavor in a flame tuxedo. The screw stand outside of the limo straightening up their suits and admiring how nice they all look.*

Major Flavor: Time to bring out the big guns, the bold flavors. THEY ARE GANAGSET! THEY ARE MONEY! THEY ARE THE CO-MAYORS OF FLAVOR TOWN! AND THEY ARE THE NEXT GCWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! TOO SWEET TERRY MARSHALL AND DARK LORD!

*The NWO crew start clapping and cheering as Dark Lord first steps out of the limo, but unlike the others he is not wearing a suit. He is already wearing his black body suit and leather trench coat, with his face painted in his new black and white style. Dark Lord says nothing, he simply looks around the at the crew and then to the arena. Dark Lord grumbles and moves out of the doorway of the stretch Hummer.*

*The crew begins to chant "TOO SWEET, TOO SWEET, TOO SWEET!" and Too Sweet Terry Marshall steps from the limo wearing a sharp looking Tom Ford sharkskin suit that has been tailored to have the sleeves removed. Even when the suns not out Marshall's guns are out. The crew cheers as Marshall steps from the limo. Marshall adjust his suit in a super cool fashionable way like you always see in the movies, and then notices the camera.*

"Too Sweet" Terry Marshall: YO! YO! YO! IT'S THE STARS OF THE SHOW, THE N-W-O! I know you all just saw us arrive in style, and you are probably thinking one of the crew is missing. You're asking where is the Madness, well brother the former cowboy is still a lone rider, but now he's riden that iron horse.

*Right on cue, as if this were a pre-taped segment or something, the sound of a Harley is heard echoing through the parking lot. Madness rolls around the corner of the lot on a blacked-out Harley with big chrome pipes and rolls right up beside the Hummer. Madness stops the bike, kicks the kickstand out and turns the bike off, dismounting the bike like he was on Sons of Anarchy. Marshall meets Madness with a up high "too sweet". Madness too sweets everyone else in the NWO and the crew begins to head into the arena.*

*As they are walking, Sargent Snake stops and looks at a White Lincoln Towncar.*

Sargent Snake: I think thiiiissssss issssssss, Ssssssssinssssss of the Fathersssssss car.

Madness: OH YEAH!?!

*Madness looks at Marshall who is already stroking his beard.*

Too Sweet Terry Marshall: You know it brother.

*The NWO move in on the car. Masher and Strangler begin kicking the side doors in, Snake is deflating the fires, Flavor is pounding the trunk with his pepper grinder, Madness is jumping up and down on the roof of the car slowly denting it in. Meanwhile Marshall and Dark Lord take turns smashing the headlights and all the windows of the car in with Dark Lord's lightsaber.*

*The NWO destroy the car and then take a step back and admire their work. They laugh and make jokes, but Marshall give s big smile and steps forward.*

Too Sweet Terry Marshall: It's missing something.

*Marshall pulls a sharpie out of the inside pocket of his suit. Marshall steps to the car and writes a giant N-W-O on the hood of the car. Marshall turns around to the crew laughing and they all join in a group too sweet. They turn and walk away as we go back to ringside.*

Rockwell: The NWO making their mark early tonight, apparently on the Sins of the Fathers' ride!

*There's no response from Hood, other than the thumping of his head against the table in front of him.*

Rockwell: Hood? Hood, what's wrong?

Hood: I hate them. I hate them so much...

*Hood starts cursing quietly, pulling the mic away. Rockwell turns and studies his monitor, getting a closer look.*

Rockwell: What... wait... was that YOUR car??

Hood: Them sons of bitches...

Rockwell: Ahh... well, that was a costly mistake by the NWO, but they're still here and meaning business!


Singles match
Aaron Warthog (6-27) vs. Mike Zybala (12-9)

Minos: The next match is scheduled for one fall...

*Minos looks expectantly at the crowd, who just cheer. Some wonder why he paused. Minos shrugs and continues. *

Minos: Introducing first... standing 6'1" and weighing 330 lbs... from Charleston, South Carolina... here is Aaron Warthog!!

"Everyone knows I'm Hog Wild!"

*Hank Williams Jr starts the intro as the fans all turn to look at the entrance. The heavyweight known as Aaron Warthog comes out, jutting out his chin on the stage and facing the audience. He is joined by Memphis Belle. He holds out his arm like a gentleman and Belle takes it. The pair starts down to the ring, waving to the fans. They are definitely the new IT couple in GCWA. *

Rockwell: Warthog has been on a hot streak lately. Do you think Memphis has anything to do with that?

Hood: Hell yeah! The pussy is an amazing thing and can do wonders for the man who is getting some. I'm hoping the streak continues and he beats Zybala!

Minos: His opponent... standing 5'6" and weighing 175 lbs... from Buffalo, New York... here is the owner of Outsiders Championship Wrestling, and the former GCWA Unified X Division Champion... Mike Zybala!!

*"Ready To Die" by Andrew W.K. plays, with the fans cheering loudly. Mike Zybala emerges from the back looking extremely.... comfortable. He's wearing black pajama pants and a GCWA T-shirt. He's also carrying a pillow. The fans start to murmur. What the heck is going on? Zybala climbs in the ring as Warthog looks on confused.*

Hood: Look at him, so smug out there. He's acting like Warthog is gonna be an easy win.

Rockwell: I actually heard that he was offered a title shot at the next pay-per-view if he took a dive and let Aaron's streak continue.

Hood: HAH! I knew he was as corrupt as the rest of us.

Rockwell: It is a free title shot.

Hood: Wait! That means Zybala will be in another title match! Fuck!

*The bell rings and Warthog looks ready to brawl. Zybala drops the pillow in the middle of the ring and holds his hands up. He walks over to Warthog, who puts up his guard. Zybala shakes his head and starts talking to the big guy. While listening, Warthog looks confused, then angry and offended, then intrigued, then smiles. He looks at Zybala and nods. Zybala then grabs Aaron by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. Warthog bounces off and lowers his head. He slows his speed and hits Zybala with the weakest looking Stampede! Zybala sells it like he was hit by a freight train! He crashes hard to the mat, reaches over and grabs his pillow. He rests his head on it while Warthog makes the pin! *

Ref: 1....2....3!!!!

Minos: Here is your winner... Aaron Warthog!!

*The crowd boos as Warthog jumps up and celebrates his easy win. Memphis Belle gets in the ring to celebrate with her man. Zybala reluctantly gets up from his comfy pillow. He gets a mic from Minos. *

Mike Zybala: Congrats on the winning streak Aaron. Sorry to all my fans on that stinker of a fixed match. I swear I'll make it up when I get my title match. And like I said Aaron, you get the first shot when I win. Oh and BTW, you all can now buy the Sleepy Time Mike Zybala action figure available now at ShopGCWA.com!

*Zybala leaves the ring. We cut backstage to the office of Deana Barrows who was half paying attention until Zybala mentioned the website. She looks at a nearby random worker. *

Deana Barrows: I didn't authorize that idiot to have a new toy! I want it canceled, NOW!

*The worker taps away at a tablet. *

Worker: Ma'am, we already have a hundred sold....

Deana Barrows: Really? And we're getting a percentage, correct?

Worker: Oh, yes, ma'am, a large percentage.

Deana Barrows: Then who am I to deny the masses? Let it roll... and maybe talk to our online advertising, start pushing it.

Worker: Very good.

*Deana goes back to preparing for her announcement coming soon.*



*We cut to the back where we see the N.W.O. at full force making their way down a hallway. First Mate Rodman leads the way, followed by the pack with Dark Lord and Terry Marshall bringing up the rear. A door is opened as they walk by and someone asks Terry Marshall for an autograph. He turns towards the opened door to greet a fan but instead is grabbed by his head and pulled in. Before Dark Lord and the rest can react, the door is slammed shut and locked! The camera man comes around, as that room happens to conveniently have a window, and inside we see Terry Marshall getting pounded by Marcus Ka'Derrion with a chair!*

Rockwell: Looks like Marcus couldn't wait until their match to get his hands on Terry Marshall!

Hood: I would be pissed if someone called my daddy a dick head too!

*The N.W.O. are banging on the door, trying to get in. Meanwhile, inside, Marcus is on top of Terry, pounding him with fists now. He then gets off of him, brings him up and delivers a scoop slam onto the table, crushing it! *

Rockwell: Oh, Dear Lord!

Hood: Well, Terry Marshall may not make it to the title match tonight!

*Marcus grabs Terry by his head and begins to talk to him even though Terry appears to be out. *

Marcus: My father might have been a dick head, but you don't get to call him that! To you, he is the King of Pain, and now, you have awakened the Prince of Pain!

*Before Marcus can say or do anything else, the window is shattered by a flying steel pipe! Marcus looks up and sees Dark Lord with pipe in hand, trying to jump in. Marcus quickly gets up and exits via the opposite door before the N.W.O. can get retribution. *



GCWA Unified X-Division Title/World Television Title Triple Threat Two Falls match
Enforcer(c) (10-7) vs. Outcast(c) (5-0) vs. E.W. Montgomery (4-0)

Minos: The next match is scheduled for... Two Falls!! This match will be for two championships, under Triple Threat rules! Introducing first... from El Dorado, Arkansas... weighing in at 337 lbs (of pure hoss!)... here is E.W. Montgomery!!!

**The lights in the arena go completely black as the opening thundering drums of "Kong at the Gates" by the Misfits begins to echo throughout the entire arena. A single spotlight shines down upon the entrance portal where the massive hoss E.W Montgomery is now standing with his arm in the air getting a response from the crowd. Standing behind him is Christopher J. Wrigley, smiling broadly about being back in front of the GCWA crowd. A long stream of brown spit flies from the mouth of the big hoss as he begins his march towards the ring. With his cheek puffed out with as much chew as a human being possibly could shove in there some of the juice leaks down his lips as two members of security help guide the nearly blind 6 foot 7 inch 5 monster towards the ring. Even with the help, Montgomery still manages to bump into a few things before finally being able to get him into the ring with help from the ring ropes. Montgomery tosses his hat as far into the crowd as he possibly can as he begins to yell loudly towards nobody in particular. As his music begins to fade and the house lights come back up, Montgomery spits out his wad of chewing tobacco into his hand and dumps it to the outside of the ring -- possibly saving it for later.*

Rockwell: Montgomery and his manager, Christopher J. Wrigley, have the most to gain and basically nothing to lose tonight.

Hood: I'm amazed he doesn't need a seeing eye dog to get down here, with how bad his vision has to be after Outcast's attack...

Rockwell: I'm sure he hasn't fully recovered yet, but Montgomery has proven, if nothing else, he will always find a way to get to the ring to fight.

Hood: Yeah, even possibly making a deal with the devil...

Minos: Next... standing 6'4" and weighing 275 lbs... from Brooklyn, New York... accompanied by Justice Cross... here is the GCWA World Television Champion... Enforcer!!

*Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing gthroughout the arena. Smoke comes from the entrance way. As the smoke is clearing The Enforcer and Justice walk through the smoke and look out at the crowd. They than walk down to the ring. Enforcer walks up the stairs on to the ring apron, looks out at the crowd and lifts his arms out to the side. Enforcer steps through the top and middle ropes. Enforcer walks over to the the opposite ring ropes and lifts his arms out to his side.*

Rockwell: Enforcer had his date with Justice interrupted by Milky, a very unusual guy.

Hood: You try to be normal when your name is Milky...

Rockwell: Enforcer is in an interesting position in this match, as he's got less of an emotional involvement compared to Montgomery and Outcast.

Hood: Yep, best goal for him would be to wait for them to beat the holy hell out of each other, then sneak in for a couple of covers. Let them be pissed at each other, and take advantage!

Minos: Entering third... standing 6'1" and weighing 228 lbs... from Chicago, Illinois... here is the GCWA Unified X-Division Champion... Outcast!!

*"Existence is Punishment" by Crowbay plays, bringing out Outcast onto the stage. He shows off the Unified X-Division Title, before walking confidently down the aisle to the ring.*

Rockwell: Outcast very nearly went to jail this week, putting his title opportunity in jeopardy.

Hood: Guy went home with a married woman, always a huge mistake. I mean, it's happened to all of us, but you've got to see the signs, man!

Rockwell: Luckily, even though gunshots were involved, everything appears to be settled, so Outcast will have a chance to win and retain gold here tonight!

*The Bell Rings.*

Rockwell: Here we go, what will be the strategies that will lead to su...

Hood: Incoming!!

*As soon as the bell finished ringing, Montgomery charged forward, pushing right past a surprised Enforcer and tackling Outcast!! The two men spill through the ropes and land outside the ring, fighting it out all the way! The fans are loving it, as Montgomery hauls Outcast up and clobbers him with a shot to the head, with Outcast shaking it off and firing back with jabs of his own. The two men keep fighting outside, as Enforcer watches from in the ring. He turns to the ref, inquiring if he can win via countout, but the ref shakes his head saying that it's pinfall or submission only. Not troubled, Enforcer just walks to the side and talks to Justice, waiting patiently as the brawl continues.*

Hood: Perfect, he's following the strategy I suggested!

Rockwell: I can't blame him for waiting, but it's worth noting that if Montgomery pins Outcast or vice versa, that's still a missed opportunity for Enforcer.

Hood: Oh, I'm sure that's why he's going to wait in the ring, to take advantage of whoever comes back first...

Rockwell: Damn, they're getting close, Hood...

Hood: Prepare to run!

*Montgomery has brought Outcast over near the announce table now, banging Outcast's head off the top of it. He then grabs one of the monitors, yanking it out from the table, before turning towards Outcast's general direction, still pissed about his vision being worsened. He launches the monitor at him, but Outcast ducks under it, avoiding the brutal impact. He instead jumps forward, landing a Yakuza kick that knocks Montgomery back onto the table!! Both Hood and Rockwell step away, out of range, as Outcast pulls Montgomery up. He tries to lock Montgomery up for a Burnout (Package Piledriver) on the table, but Montgomery's just too big. He suddenly straightens up, giving Outcast a back body drop off the table to the floor!!! Outcast is down, hurting, as Montgomery reaches down and takes some water, splashing it on his face before jumping down.*

Hood: Oh, man... now I need someone to bring me more water!

Rockwell: I'll take that over someone needing to bring us a new table, or even the GCWA needing new announcers!

Hood: Good point.

*As Outcast tries to sit up, hurting, Montgomery makes his way over to him, squinting to make sure he's approaching the right guy. He reaches down, grabbing at Outcast... and Enforcer is suddenly there, nailing Montgomery with a Mafia Kick!!! Montgomery goes down, with Enforcer immediately turning back to Outcast, hauling him up and easily lifting him into the air, throwing him like a lawn dart into the side of the turnbuckle post!!! Outcast flops to the side, his shoulder in a bad way, while Enforcer lets out a powerful yell. He turns back to Montgomery, yelling about being seen as an after-thought. Montgomery tries to swing back, but Enforcer knocks it away, then shows hier power, picking up the heavyweight and delivering a fallaway slam on the floor!!*

Rockwell: Enforcer got tired of waiting!

Hood: I would have waited for more bloodshed, but to each his own.

Rockwell: Still, these guys can keep fighting on the outside all they want, but the pins have to be in the ring!

*As if hearing Rockwell, and he very well could have since they're close by, Enforcer pulls Montgomery up and rolls him into the ring, following behind. Montgomery works to his feet, trying to bring in more oxygen to keep him going. He turns, but Enforcer is right there, smashing into him with a spear!! Enforcer then makes the first cover, looking to put Montgomery out for a fall... 1... 2... and Montgomery manages to kick out in time. Justice is cheering her husband on as Montgomery is hauled back up once more, with Enforcer shooting him into the ropes in preparation for a spinning spinebuster. But Montgomery hangs onto the ropes, killing his momentum. Seeing this, Enforcer starts forward, but Montgomery responds with the Kali-Ma (Heart punch), which lands high, scorching across Enforcer's upper chest!*

Hood: That Kali-Ma always seems to miss the heart...

Rockwell: Doesn't lessen its damage very much, though, as Enforcer can attest to...

*Enforcer staggers away, hurting, as Montgomery pulls himself upright. He has a large smile on his face, enjoying every minute of this. He starts towards Enforcer, even as Outcast slowly slides into the ring to the side. Seeing the movement, if not the person, Montgomery turns towards Outcast, ready to go at it with him again. Outcast has something in each hand, though, lifting them up towards Montgomery. Enforcer turns and looks their way, doing a double-take as he sees Outcast starting to flick the wick of a lighter, getting a flame going.*

Rockwell: Wait, what does Outcast have?

Hood: It's just a stick, right? Tell me that's just a stick...

Rockwell: He's lighting it... it's sparkling...

Hood: Oh, God, he brought dynamite?!?!?!

Rockwell: Jesus, Outcast is repaying Montgomery for what happened at Fright or Flight!!

Hood: Everyone run, women and cowards first!!!

*As the dynamite starts sparking, Outcast smiles and tosses it straight at Montgomery. Enforcer, listening to his wife's cries, turns and dives out of the ring, landing next to Justice. The referee is right behind them, getting as much distance from the ring as possible. Montgomery catches the dynamite with one hand, studying it with contempt for a moment before reaching down and yanking the fuse out, tearing it off! He tosses the still-sparkling end away from him, laughing at Outcast for trying to use his own favorite weapon against him. He raises the dynamite up... and it suddenly explodes, not with fire but with confetti!! Montgomery stumbles back, startled at the sudden eruption, tossing the now-empty stick away from him. In the meantime, though, Outcast comes running forward, leaping up onto Montgomery and taking him down with Mexican headscissors!!*

Rockwell: It was all a trick!! Hood! Come back! Oh well, he'll stop running soon...

*Outcast quickly has Montgomery back up, grabbing hold of him and delivering a swinging back breaker! He then makes the cover as the ref returns, sliding in... 1... 2... but Enforcer is there now, too, breaking up the pin! He looks pissed at the deception, knowing it almost cost him. He pulls Outcast up, angrily throwing him back into the corner. Enforcer then starts delivering a series of shoulder shots to Outcast, wearing him out. He then pulls Outcast out and gets him on his shoulder, turning to go for a powerslam. But Montgomery is back, giving Enforcer a Big Ol'e Size 16 boot to the face!! Enforcer goes down, taking Outcast with him, with Outcast landing on top... 1... 2... and Montgomery stomps on Outcast, making sure that pin doesn't count.*

Rockwell: It's looking like a true Triple Threat now, as these three are going to try and stop any pin attempts that take place.

Hood: *Huff* *Huff* *Huff*

Rockwell: Oh, hey, Hood, you made it back! Yeah, the dynamite wasn't real...

Hood: No... *Huff* Duh... *Huff* Sherlock... *Huff*

Rockwell: How far did you run, anyway?

Hood: Water... Need...

Rockwell: Oh, I don't think they've brought more yet...

Hood: Damn... it...

*Montgomery has Outcast on his feet again, behind him now as he applies a sleeper hold. He twists on Outcast's head, keeping him in tightly, trying to knock the Unified X-Division Champion out for the pin. Outcast is struggling against it, but is unable to move Montgomery's large arms off. Enforcer is back up now, stepping towards both men, as if trying to decide whether to get involved or not. But he gets too close, as Outcast sees him and kicks his legs upwards, getting them on Enforcer's chest! He pushes off of Enforcer, sending him staggering back, and causing an off-balance Montgomery to fall backwards, with both men landing with their shoulders down!! The ref slides in, counting away... 1... 2... 3!!!*

Rockwell: We have a pin!

Hood: Wait, who got it??

*Minos leans in, asking the referee, who tells him what he saw. Minos nods and turns back, not entering the ring.*

Minos: The winner of the first fall... and retaining the GCWA Unified X-Division Title... Outcast!!

Rockwell: Outcast got the pin!

Hood: That was a fluke! And I really didn't see Outcast's shoulder rise any higher than Montgomery's!

Rockwell: The referee was the closest to it, Hood, we have to go with his decision!

Hood: I think we'll be hearing from Wrigley's lawyer...

*Outcast is up now, raising his arm in triumph, only to get bowled over by a charging Enforcer!! The shouler block sends Outcast flying into the ropes, where he hangs there, stunned. Enforcer then turns to the rising Montgomery, catching him and landing a facebreaker knee smash!! Montgomery goes down, with Enforcer dropping onto him... 1... 2... but Montgomery kicks out! Enforcer smacks the mat, upset. He goes back to Outcast, picking the man up off the ropes and spinning him around to hit a sit-out powerbomb!! Another pin is made... 1... 2... and Outcast manages to get free in time! Enforcer, still furious, pulls Outcast up again, continuing to attack with no slow-down in sight!*

Rockwell: I think Enforcer is pretty steamed about that fall!

Hood: I can't blame him! It hurts to see a fluke fall like that!

Rockwell: Yep, but the match is still going, and Enforcer now has to focus on retaining his own championship!

*Enforcer has Outcast up again, holding him hanging upside-down for several moments before dropping with a brainbuster!! Outcast shudders on the mat, as Enforcer rolls over to make the cover... 1... 2... and Montgomery is there, dropping down onto both men! It looked more like a flop than a splash, but it did the trick, breaking up the cover. Enforcer shoves Montgomery off, getting to his feet. As Montgomery tries to recover, Enforcer runs forward, clocking him with a clothesline that puts Montgomery on his back! Enforcer then angrily stomps away, heading over to the turnbuckle! He starts climbing up, getting himself high off the ground, a sight that the fans are not used to seeing.*

Hood: Enforcer's going to take a risk!

Rockwell: Damn, you know it's a PPV when you see someone like him climbing the turnbuckle!!

Hood: This is going to be awesome!

*Showing no fear, Enforcer balances on to the top, setting himself as he stares down at the still-hurting Montgomery. He leaps off, as the fans cheer, flying through the air... and landing a picture-perfect Red Arrow!!!! The place is on its feet, as Enforcer bounces for a second in pain before finally making the cover... 1... 2... and Outcast breaks it up!! A few fans boo at that one, just in respect to what Enforcer just did, as all three men lay there for a moment, exhausted. Outcast struggles to get up, as Enforcer rises on the other side. The two men come together, exchanging punches, weary warriors looking to find a way to end this one!*

Hood: I can't believe Enforcer pulled that off!

Rockwell: It was incredible, and in a one-on-one match, that would have been it...

Hood: Why's Outcast fighting so hard? He doesn't really need both belts, does he?

Rockwell: Maybe it's more about being able to say you beat both men twice...

Hood: Ahhh, ego. Yep, I can see that.

*Outcast is taking over, landing a series of European uppercuts that have staggered Enforcer. He grabs Enforcer by the arm and jumps up, delivering a Hudconrana!! Enforcer is down, as Outcast dusts himself off for a second. He stumbles away, heading to the turnbuckle himself. If Enforcer can do it, he can do it better. Outcast climbs up on heavy legs, getting to the top and looking down at Enforcer. He sets, ready to leap off with the OD (Double Footstomp)!! But as Outcast braces to jump, he's suddenly hit from behind by Justice Cross, who nailed him with a steel chair!!! Outcast flies forward, doing a flip as he crashes hard in the ring!! Outcast is down, as Justice yells at Enforcer to finish it and get them out of here!*

Rockwell: What a hard fall for Outcast!!

Hood: He's taken a few of those tonight!

Rockwell: We should have known that Justice would get involved!

Hood: To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, whether in or out of the match... that's how the vows went, right?

Rockwell: Never been married, but that still sounds incorrect...

*Enforcer is back up now, pleased with what he sees. He stumbles over to Outcast, hauling the wrestler off the mat. Outcast tries to come to in time, but he can't manage it, as Enforcer spins him around... delivering the Death Penalty DDT!!! Outcast appears to be out, as Enforcer goes for the cover... only to be grabed from behind by Montgomery, who lifts the surprised wrestler in the air and delivers the Cattlebuster (Spike Slam)!!! Enforcer rolls away, knocked senseless, with Justice reaching through the ropes to try and pull him through to safety. But Montgomery is there, grabbing at Enforcer and hauling him back in... and draging Justice with him! The female wrestler gets up, prepared to fight, as Montgomery squints at her, telling "the fan" to leave the ring. Insulted, Justice rears back, smashing Montgomery across the head!! Montgomery steps back, surprised and a little stunned, as Justice continues to swing away!*

Rockwell: Get her out of there, ref! She's not in this contest!

Hood: You want our little ref there to try and grab Justice Cross? Fat chance.

Rockwell: Okay, but this is too much!

*Justice lands a few more hits to Montgomery, leaving him staggered, then grabs him by the head, wanting Lights Out (RKO)!! But Montgomery reacts instintively, throwing Justice off of him! Justice lands on the mat, stung, as Montgomery works to recover, only for Enforcer to return, picking up Montgomery and delivering a spinning spinebuster!! He covers... 1... 2... and Outcast somehow dives onto the pile, breaking it up!! Outcast looks exhausted, but he won't stay down, even as Enforcer starts to get up, grabbing at the champ. He angrily lifts Outcast in the air with both arms, choking him!! Outcast's feet kick wildly... accidentally hitting an approaching Justice!! Seeing his wife fall backwards, Enforcer tosses Outcast to the side, over the ropes, then goes over to her, checking to make sure she's okay. Justice nods, with Enforcer turning back... and Montgomery runs into both of them, landing a double Welcome To the Slaughterhouse (Charging Lariat)!!! Both go down, with Montgomery toppling onto Enforcer... 1... 2... 3!!!!*

Minos: The winner of the second fall, and the NEW GCWA World Television Champion... E.W. Montgomery!!!

Rockwell: Montgomery gets his first gold in the GCWA!!

Hood: What an impact there!!

Rockwell: This was such a heavy-hitting match! It's going to take a little while for these wrestlers to all feel normal after the bumps and bruises gained here!

Hood: At least the dynamite was fake...

*Montgomery has already slid out of the ring, looking like he feels closer to death than normal. He still manages to get over to the belts, shoving the Unified X-Division Title aside and grabbing the World Television strap. He staggers away, as Outcast rolls out as well, trying to recover as he looks for his own gold. We cut out.*



*The familiar opening sounds of 'Not Gonna Die' from Skillet blast out from the speakers causing the crowd in attendance to cheer with approval as they know that Lucas Thames is on his way. A few seconds go by and out from the curtain steps Lucas in a self-promoting t-shirt and jeans. He briefly smiles and slaps the odd hand of the people in attendance, but as usual mostly focuses on the job at hand. He climbs into the ring and politely asks for a microphone from Minos, who obliges. Looking into the camera, he motions for his music to cut and waits for the cheering to die down.*

Lucas Thames: Thanks. Thank-you everybody.

*Lucas coughs a little.*

Lucas Thames: Some of you might be wondering why I joined Mike Zybala for his match with E.W. Montgomery last week on Inferno. I know Hood certainly was...

Hood: I still am!

Rockwell: Ssh!

Hood: Don't Shush me!

Rockwell: SSH!

Lucas Thames: Well it's very simple. We had a great match with the Greek Gods a few weeks ago and we have actually been talking recently. We can both take at least some credit for helping Peter 'The Janitor' Vaughn -

*The crowd cheers at the name of the Dallas native and Lucas nods. Though we aren't in Dallas, people love Peter Vaughn.*

Lucas Thames: Absolutely. Peter's skills have come on exponentially and now he has the Outsider's World Championship to show for it... For a third time - We can both take at least a little credit for helping him reach his true potential. So Peter, congratulations. Anyway, we were talking in the back and we thought...why not? Let's become a team! So...Mr Zybala... if you would like to join me out here. Partner. Shall we make this official?

*There are a few moments of silence. The crowd murmurs and Thames looks a bit embarrassed. He's about to talk on the mic again when "Ready to Die" hits the speakers. The fans cheer as Mike Zybala comes walking out from behind the curtain. He walks down the ramp, high fiving fans as he makes his way to the ring.*

Rockwell: Zybala came very close to becoming the number one contender to the GCWA TV Title but unfortunately -for him at least - E.W. Montgomery won out.

Hood: Adrian.... Lucas Thames lost out to Enforcer. Zybala lost his chance to even fight for it, why are these two employed here again?

Rockwell: Because they put on a great show and send our fans home happy!

Hood: Pfft. Like that matters....

*Zybala slides under the ropes and hops to his feet. The music stops as Zybala gets a mic from Minos.*

Mike Zybala: You know.... We did do a great job with training Pete to be the wrestling machine he is. We had different styles of doing so, but we both got him to the promised land. And we did do a great job of taking out the Greek Goofs, but let's face it... They weren't much of a challenge. We can't really base how good we work together off of them... So I say let's do it again. We find a different team to face off against to see how good we can truly be!

*The fans cheer as this implication. Lucas looks like he wants a less vague answer.*

Lucas Thames: So, are you saying one more match or a full time team??

*Zybala looks around at the cheering crowd. He gets a serious look on his face as he grabs his right wrist with his left hand. He then extends a shaking right hand towards Lucas. He has a look of "madness" as he waits for Lucas's decision. Lucas firmly grasps hold of Zybala's shaking hand and shakes it, making the arena crowd cheer.*

Rockwell: It's been made official! Lucas 'The Icon' Thames and Mike Zybala are officially a tag team in the GCWA!

Hood: Well... I suppose two losers do have to stick together.

Lucas Thames: Let it be known - let the tag team division be put on notice! We are here to challenge each and every one of you. We are here to beat every single one of you. But...

*Lucas turns to Zybala.*

Lucas Thames: I was thinking that this team doesn't seem right without a certain someone as well - without a certain... Champion of Managers?

Mike Zybala: You got that right, brother! What better way to prove how well we work together than to be represented by the product of cooperation? Get your ass out here, Peter!

Hood: I stand corrected. Make that three losers!

Rockwell: Peter Vaughn is the Outsiders World Champion, Hood!

Hood: Only until Lord Allton gets his title shot and wins! And it's then and only then will I consider the Outsiders World Title to be worth a damn.

Rockwell: There's a surprise...

*"Eye of the Tiger" hits the speakers and Peter Vaughn steps out to the ramp. He holds the Outsiders World Title high as he proudly strolls to the ring. He rolls in and shakes hands with Thames and Zybala. The music stops and Zybala continues.*

Mike Zybala: What you see here is the culmination of grit, hard work, and an indomitable will to succeed! We are proof that with determination, anything is possible! We will leave an A rank legacy written with the tears and blood of our enemies!

*Lucas smirks slightly.*

Lucas Thames: You might say that our determination and grit... will not die, would you not? That before the Ultimate End...there is the fight to carry on. The very Life to continue...? Did you not think that our partnership was destiny for the two of us? I'm sorry, Pete.... The THREE of us?

*Lucas stares at Mike Zybala and Peter Vaughn seeing their confused faces and shakes his head.*

Lucas Thames: Zybala... have you never found it funny that your theme is called Ready to Die and yet mine is Not Gonna Die? And then there's you, Peter. 'Eye of the Tiger!' The very epitome of grit and determination! Just ask Rocky.... The way I see it, this... This...partnership... was inevitable!

Mike Zybala: You know what else inevitable? All of our future opponents defeat at our hands! We will live our lives to the fullest by being the death of everyone else's dreams! They say that death is the only way to stop life from fucking you up. Well ladies and gentlemen in the back, you're looking at Life Before Death! We look forward to fucking you all up!

Rockwell: Sounds like Thames & Zybala mean business!

Hood: Damn it, why can't he just retire??

*The fans are still cheering for Life Before Death as we cut away from the live shot.*



*We cut backstage again where apparently something is going down. We see a bunch of referees holding Dark Lord and a few members of the N.W.O. back, preventing them from getting to a busted open and knocked out Xavier Lux!*

Hood: Payback is a bitch!

Rockwell: Indeed, but he attacked Xavier Lux, where is Marcus?

Hood: Probably hiding like a little punk!

*On cue, Marcus arrives and checks on his downed partner and then tries to get to the N.W.O. but there are too many referees and officials now who are not allowing anything else to go down tonight.*

Rockwell: At this rate, is either team even going to make it to the match??

Hood: Hey, we're just doing an extended elimination match throughout the show. Last guy standing wins the belts!

Rockwell: That's not how this works. That's not how any of this works!



Loser Leaves Town match
John E. Depth (8-8) vs. Jack Puffer (16-7)

Minos: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a Loser Leaves Town Match! Whoever loses this match will be removed from GCWA in perpetuity!

Hood: Huh?

Rockwell: That means forever.

Hood: Then he should just fuckin say FOREVER

Minos: Introducing first...

*The arena darkens. Hood screams "WHAT IN THE WIDE WIDE WORLD O' SPORTS IS A-GOIN ON HERE?!" Footsteps against marbled pavement pierce the increasingly silent arena. A white circle appears on the GCWATron. A silhouette fills it. It belongs to a sharply dressed man. The opening to the James Bond Metal Theme fills the speakers. It hits it's crescendo and Jack Puffer turns around with the view zooming in! He raises a very keen, detective eyebrow! The fans pop! The lights return and Puffer is standing atop the ramp, dressed for competition. He hustles down the ramp, focused. A "PUFF! PUFF! PASS!" chant emerges...kinda surprising, but whatever. Puffer reaches the ringside area and locates Dean and Derek Mobley, who have garnered front row seats for the contest. A HUGE pop for the ICWF and GCWA Hall of Famers. Dean and Mobley give a humble nod before motioning for the attention to return to their protege - Jack Puffer. Puffer slides into the ring and pops to his feet...he stomps around the ring, raising his arms in the air, riling the crowd up*

Minos: From Aurora, Illinois...standing 6'2 and weighing in at 215lbs...he is the leader of the Mustard Factory...he is 'The Good Detective' Jack Puffer!!!

*Huge ovation! Puffer hops onto the second buckle and motions out to the crowd...it's early in the night so this crowd is WHITE HOT! The music dies down but the fans keep the arena shaking with "PUFFER! PUFFER! PUFFER!" chants! Jack smiles...the look on his face says it all*

Rockwell: I think Jack Puffer is finally beginning to believe it. He's finally beginning to look at himself as a star.

Hood: Hold up. What in the FUCK are Dean and Derek doing down here? THE FIX IS IN!

Rockwell: It's called support, Hood. Relax.

Hood: They are gonna fuck Depth over. I just know it! Mobley wants revenge for Fright or Flight!

Minos: And, his opponent...

*The lights in the arena flare out...it's bright. REALLY bright. A white luminescence filling the screen. Amidst the light emerges the sounds of "California Dreamin" by Sia as well as the body of John E Depth. Draped in a white robe, Depth drops to his knees and brings his hands together. He appears to say a prayer of some kind before taking his hands and pointing up into the sky. The music picks up and Depth rises, slowly. The lights come down, back to their normal scale. Depth makes his way down the ramp, focused on Puffer. The fans neither boo nor cheer...they don't really know how to take the man*

Minos: From Hollywood, Florida...standing 6'2 and weighing in at 230lbs...John E Depth!!!

Rockwell: Depth with a somewhat angelic entrance.

Hood: This is a man of faith, Rock. He's transcended his former ways. He sees the light. He's the champion of GCWA's future.

Rockwell: Well, I...

Hood: He also pinned Derek Mobley.

*Minos exits. Depth removes his robe, dropping it outside the ring where an attendant snares and carries it away. He casts a calm gaze toward Puffer, who is chomping at the bit to get started. The bell rings! The crowd rises!*

Rockwell: And here we go! A fight nearly a year in the making! Winner gets to stay, loser must go.

Hood: *kicks trash can near desk away*

Rockwell: What did you do that for?

Hood: If Puffer wins I'm gonna puke. What I just did...shows you how confident I am that Depth is going to win.

Rockwell: You are a strange man.

*Depth calmly walks toward the center of the ring. Puffer marches with intensity. Jack looks to lock up but John extends a hand. Puffer looks down at the hand. We get a quick glimpse of Dean and Mobley...both seem to be saying "Don't shake that dude's hand."*

Rockwell: I have to believe this is a disingenuous act.

Hood: He's trying to let bygones be bygones. Even though Puffer is trying to end his career, Depth wants to remain friends. WHAT A GUY

*Puffer is conflicted. Depth urges him on, "C'mon, Jack. It's the last time we'll be in the ring together." Nostalgia grips Puffer. He reaches out and takes Depth's hand*

Rockwell: Okay, well I guess this is a nice show of...HEY!!

*Depth gouges Puffer right in the eye!! The fans BOOOO! Puffer doubles over, grasping at his face. The ref is incredulous, "You're gonna do that right in front of me?" Depth replies, "You don't have the balls to DQ me." And, he's right. A quick shot of Dean and Mobley shows them wincing. Depth gives Puffer a sharp double ax handle in between his shoulder blades! Puffer arches his back, stumbling into the ropes. Depth throws a stiff kick into the back of Puffer's knee. Jack lashes out with a wild lariat...but Depth ducks, grabs Puffer, spins around, and drops him with an Atomic Drop in the center of the ring! Puffer doesn't go down...instead, he bends his knees, standing in an awkward bent forward position. Depth runs him over with a forearm to the back of the head. Puffer is flattened, face down on the mat*

Rockwell: What a joke! He just poked Jack right in the eye! The ref didn't even do anything!

Hood: It's a LOSER LEAVES GCWA MATCH! You really think the ref is going to end someone's career over a fucking eye gouge? Dude's gonna give these guys plenty of rope.

Rockwell: I don't think that really helps Puffer any.

Hood: Haha, no, it doesn't, haha

*BOOOO goes the crowd. Depth extends his arms, "What?" He smirks. He turns to the ref, explaining the eye gouge. The ref is annoyed, at first. But Depth's charm calms him down a bit. "Sorry, I got carried away, won't happen again," he says before patting the ref on the back, "you're doing a hell of a job, by the way. My favorite ref in GCWA." The ref kind of blushes. Depth turns back toward Puffer. Jack is on his knees...Depth reaches down, snaring a handful of Puffer's glorious hair. Puffer responds with a sharp elbow in Depth's gut. Depth stumbles back, releasing his grip. The crowd pops. Jack rises...he reaches for the back of his head - its tender to the touch. Raising both fists, he invites Depth to fight him...LIKE A MAN. The crowd chants "FIGHT! FIGHT!"*

Rockwell: Puffer showing the confidence of a champion by choosing to make this a fair, even fight.

Hood: He's such an idiot.

Rockwell: Hard work, Hood. It always prevails.

Hood: What do you think Depth did all week? Sit around, drink beer, and watch sports with Lurrr and Warrick?

Rockwell: Uh, yea.

*Depth shakes off the pain in his lower abdomen and sees no other way...he raises his fists. "Alright, you got it, Puff." Puffer steps forward with eager aggression. He winds up, looking for a haymaker. Depth spits in his face!! Puffer follows through, missing wildly, blinded by saliva. The fans BOOO. Depth grabs Puffer from behind, around the waist...he hoists him up and slings him over, tossing him front first onto the mat. Depth quickly transitions into a side headlock, seated. He wrenches the lock, bullying Puffer*

Rockwell: Jack's gotta understand that Depth won't fight fair with him. He's gonna cut corners. He needs to quit allowing Depth the chance to be the banker and take matters into his own hands.

Hood: Banker? Is that a Monopoly callback?

Rockwell: Yes.

Hood: A lot of horrible memories surrounding Monopoly?

Rockwell: I'd rather not talk about it.

*The crowd stomps their feet, they even CLAP THEIR HANDS! Mobley and Dean appear to lead the charge of support. Puffer begins to feed off it...Depth looks around, annoyed. He tries wrenching...but it's doing no good. Puffer rises...he shoves Depth off...Depth hits the ropes. He bounces off, Puffer jumps up...Depth catches him...he spins around, lifting Puffer further back, looking for an Alabama Slam. Dean is seen saying, "That mother fucker better not get hit by my finishing move." Depth brings Puffer down...but Puffer holds onto Depth's head and drops him with a DDT!! The crowd goes wild. Dean wipes sweat from his brow*

Rockwell: No doubt Dean taught Puffer how to avoid an Alabama Slam...a move Dean used to win many titles. He affectionally called his version 'The Razorback'.

Hood: Sounds like cheating, to me.

Rockwell: No, it's called coaching.

Hood: And why are Dean and Derek so close to the ring? Where's Warrick and Lurrr?

*Puffer stays focused, returning to his feet and stomping on Depth, keeping him down. He yanks Depth to his feet and whips him into a corner. Depth hits hard!! Puffer raises a fist...the crowd cheers...their cheers build as he builds up a head of steam, charging in and CRUSHING Depth with a huge splash to a tremendous ovation!! Puffer spins around, holding Depth's head...he charges forward, leaps into the air and slams Depth face first into the mat with a bulldog. He looks for a pin, but Depth rolls away, under the bottom rope, onto the apron*

Rockwell: Puffer has all the momentum...Depth sneaking away to prevent a potential pin.

Hood: Sneaking? You make it sound so cowardly. He rolled away.

Rockwell: Same thing.

Hood: No, it's not. Biased mother fucker.

*Depth uses the ropes to struggle to his feet. Puffer is already standing, center of the ring. He crouches, waiting for Depth to return to his feet...once John does, Puffer charges forward. Depth drops down, holding onto the top rope!! Puffer flips over the top rope and lands, violently on the outside! The crowd gasps before booing. Mobley and Dean lean over the barricade, checking on Puffer. Depth, laying down on the apron, chuckles, pointing to his head*

Rockwell: Brains over brawn that time...Puffer got a little over zealous and it cost him.

Hood: Whew. Okay, things are back where they should be...Depth in control.

Rockwell: Yea, that was a pretty nasty fall. Puffer could have injured something.

Hood: I hope he broke both legs. Maybe an arm, too.

Rockwell: Just one arm?

Hood: Alright, if you insist...hope he broke em both.

*Sitting up, Depth's legs dangle over the apron. Wiping some sweat from his upper lip, he rotates his neck, shaking off the damage from the DDT. Hopping off, he stands over a wrecked Puffer. Playfully, he kicks at Puffer, who barely responds...groaning and slowly moving around, appearing to be quite injured from the fall. Finally, Puffer looks up, slowly opening his eyes...he's greeted with a boot to the face, knocking him back out. Depth saunters over, staring at Dean and Mobley. He begins talking trash, pointing at their 'protege'. Mobley starts to climb over the barricade, but Dean stops him*

Rockwell: Derek wants to get in there and mix things up with Depth and I can't blame him.

Hood: Dean should let him go, then. Depth's pinned Mobley once...he can do it again.

Rockwell: Dean knows Puffer has to do this himself.

Hood: That or...it's all an act and Mobley is actually scared of Depth.

Rockwell: Sure.

*Mobley backs down, realizing this isn't his moment. Depth holds up the universal sign for 'pussy' and throws it in Mobley's face. The crowd BOOOOS. The ref slides out of the ring and grabs Depth by the arm, trying to get him focused on the match. Depth apologizes and pats the ref ont he back, giving him more compliments. Again, the ref smiles, enjoying being appreciated. He slides back into the ring...when he does, Depth slams the bottom of his foot into Puffer's throat. Puffer's legs kick wildly as his hands try to remove the foot from his windpipe...but he's unable to pry it loose. The fans boo...the ref's view is obstructed.*

Rockwell: I don't know what this ref's deal is but he needs to start focusing on calling this match down the middle!

Hood: I think he's hoping Depth will take him out for a steak dinner after the show.

Rockwell: Well, I'm not going to speculate on these men's personal lives.

Hood: And, well, I don't think Depth will be able to afford steak if he loses tonight.

*It takes longer than it should, but the ref senses something fishy. He peeks through the ropes, Depth removes his foot. Puffer rolls onto his front, coughing, holding his throat. Depth smiles and pats the ref on the head. He snares Puffer by the back of the neck, then the hair...yanking him up. He drags him near Dean and Mobley and shows him off like a fresh kill. He violently spins around and tosses Puffer face first into the jagged front of the ring steps!! Puffer hits hard and awkward...slamming into the front and remaining stretched across the three steps. The ref dives through the ropes, rushing over. Depth calmly addresses the ref*

Rockwell: This is getting ridiculous. Depth is clearly bending the rules by sweet talking the official. I mean, the ref hasn't even administered the beginning of a ten count!

Hood: So a ref can't receive a compliment every once in awhile? They're just supposed to work hard without any recompense? What kinda sweat shop you running there, Rockwell?

Rockwell: That's not what I was saying!

*Dean reaches out, snaring the ref...he's seen enough. Violently he pulls the ref toward the barricade and begins lecturing him in a very intimidating fashion. Depth, meanwhile, walks up Puffer's back, ascending to the ring post. He turns around, looking down at Puffer...he leaps high in the air and comes crashing down with a senton across Puffer's back, pressuring him against the jagged steps! The crowd winces before booing. Puffer rolls off the steps, curling up in the fetal position, kicking his legs. Depth sits up, back against the steps, smiling, sucking down some oxygen. Dean shoves the ref away with enough force to send him to the ground. The ref raises his arm as though he's thinking about dqing Puffer. Depth leans forward and says, "Do it." The crowd yells, "NO!"*

Rockwell: He can't DQ Puffer. He can't!

Hood: So much for Dean being the voice of reason when it comes to letting Puffer do this on his own. Guy is as much a hot head today as he was twenty years ago.

Rockwell: As a former fedhead I'm sure he can't stand the sight of injustice.

Hood: Unless that injustice leans in favor of Scott Syren...amirite?

*Cooler heads prevail. The ref brings his arm down, realizing the magnitude of the situation. The crowd exhales with relief...as does Dean. Mobley works to calm his mentor down. Depth kinda snarls and rolls his eyes, annoyed. He returns to his feet to locate Puffer. Puffer remains down...Depth pulls him up and violently tosses him back into the ring under the rope. Depth and the ref slide in. Depth crawls forward, covering Puffer. The ref makes the count. 1! 2! Kick Out!!*

Rockwell: Worth a shot, if you're Depth.

Hood: Would have been an apropos ending to Puffer's career.

Rockwell: There isn't a conceivable ending at this point that would be appropriate.

*Rising to his knees, Depth snares Puffer by the hair and delivers some sharply aimed fists to the top of Puffer's head. The ref stands by, watching. Depth delivers seven or eight before slamming the back of Puffer's head into the mat and returning to his feet. Again, the fans boo the ref's inability to try and enforce the rules of the match. Standing over Puffer, Depth kicks at him...trying to wake him up. Puffer slowly rolls over...he pushes up, but fails...he tries again and manages to get to all fours before rising to one knee. Depth crouches over...he's in position for ROUGH CUT...Puffer reaches his feet...Depth extends, grabbing Puffer by the head...but Puffer shoves him away, staggers back and falls through the ropes, landing on the apron. The fans, again, exhale. Depth, annoyed, kicks at the bottom rope*

Rockwell: No doubt Dean had Puffer scout Rough Cut all week long.

Hood: You say that like it's some expert tactic. Any coach who doesn't teach their wrestler to avoid their opponents FINISHING FUCKING MOVE should be sent to work with Jan Van Der Rooster...or whatever that weird guy's name is.

Rockwell: Never heard of him.

*Moving an angry eye to the side, catching Puffer in his peripheral, Depth turns and charges forward. Puffer, now standing on the apron, mirrors an act from earlier, dropping down and holding onto the top rope. But, Depth comes to a stop...he kicks Puffer in the ribs through the ropes! He reaches through the ropes, grabbing Puffer by the hair and yanking him through them...Puffer is suspended with his feet hanging on the middle rope. Depth looks like he's going for a DDT but, instead, spins to the mat, dropping Puffer with a draping spinning neck breaker!!! Puffer holds his neck in pain. Depth tries another pin...the ref slides in...1! 2! Shoulder up!!*

Rockwell: Closer but not quite.

Hood: Depth continues to be one step ahead of Puffer...the way it's been their entire careers.

Rockwell: Well, I'm not going to argue that fact.

*Depth punches the mat. His equanimity seems to be wearing thin. He sits Puffer up and grabs two handfuls of hair, jerking Puffer's head left and right, trying to really weaken the neck for an eventual ROUGH CUT. The ref stands by, watching. The crowd urges the ref to do something. But, he does nothing. Depth finally rises, slinging Puffer to the mat by the hair. He stomps on the side of Puffer's neck. Puffer rolls onto his front, trying to tuck his head down, shielding his neck with both hands. Depth fights them away...yanking Puffer to his feet and hoisting him up...he carries him over to the corner and looks to deliver Snake Eyes. Mustering as much strength as he can, he tosses Puffer up into the air, over his head with Snake Eyes!! But Puffer lands on the second rope!! Depth turns around to see the fruits of his labor...instead, he's met with a mule kick to the jaw!! Depth stumbles back. The crowd pops at Puffer showing some signs of life! Puffer turns around, facing Depth...he leaps off the second rope with a cross body, taking Depth down!! He tries to pin him, but Depth kicks out before a one count*

Rockwell: Puffer is fighting back! The momentum appears to be shifting!

Hood: Damnit...break his neck, Depth. Fuck it. Just break the damn thing.

Rockwell: Why do you hate Puffer so much?

Hood: Because HE FUCKING SUCKS

*Depth reaches his feet first. Puffer isn't far behind. Depth reaches for Puffer's hair...but Puffer knees him in the solar plexes, temporarily paralyzing Depth. He hooks Depth for a suplex...he lifts him up...but Depth wiggles free, landing behind Puffer. He spins Puffer around and tries to hit ROUGH CUT! But, again, Puffer pushes him away. Depth slams front first into a corner...Puffer charges in with a splash!! The crowd is rocking! "PUFFER!" chants! Puffer turns Depth around and whips him across the ring...Depth SLAMS into the corner. Puffer charges forward...he leaps into the air once more...but this time he's met with a huge boot to the face!! He stumbles back, dropping to one knee. Depth fires up...charging forward...but Puffer rises, catches him, spins around and hits him with THE RAZORBACK!!! Depth is down!!! Puffer hooks both legs!! The ref slides in...1! 2! KICK OUT!*

Rockwell: Puffer hit Dean's finishing move...but it wasn't enough!

Hood: Shit! Shitshitshitshit...I thought that was over. Holy shit.

Rockwell: Breathe, Hood. Breathe.

Hood: You don't understand...the fate of some man's creativity is at stake here. He's either gotta write for Depth (yay) or Puffer (ugh) forEVER.

*Puffer gets to his knees, eyes wide...shocked that didn't work. Dean yells, "FOCUS, SUCKA!" Mobley slaps the barricade, getting the fans to join in. Puffer refocuses. Depth tries sitting up...but he appears a little discombobulated. Puffer rises and pulls Depth up. As soon as Depth reaches his feet, he throws a kick into Puffer's groin!!! BOOOO goes the fans! The ref cringes...but, again, is paralyzed to do anything. Depth reaches out, he grabs Puffer's head for ROUGH CUT...but Puffer shoves Depth off! Depth turns around and walks right into THE THRILLER!!! Puffer plants him HARD in the center of the ring and hooks the leg!! The fans go wild!! Mobley raises a fist as if to say, "THAT'S IT!" The ref slides in...1! 2! 3...NO!!! Kick out!!!*

Rockwell: Another kick out! Depth has kicked out of The Razorback and The Thriller!

Hood: What a man. What a legend. I don't think there's a wrestler alive who can say they've kicked out of BOTH moves.

Rockwell: To be fair...Puffer executed them...not their rightful owners.

Hood: So you shit on Puffer to take a bigger shit on Depth. You're unbelievable.

Rockwell: As is your scatalogical fascination.

*Puffer rises...he looks lost. Dean and Mobley yell at him...they point, indicating 'YOU! DO YOU!' Puffer nods. He's got to be himself. He can't be somebody else. Standing over Depth, he reaches down, grabbing Depth's legs. The crowd rises...realizing this is the beginning to UNDER THE LIGHTS. As he's bending down to hook the legs, Depth raises a right hand and gives Puffer another EYE POKE!! BOOOOS pour into the ring. Puffer stumbles. Depth nips up, grabs Puffer by the head and drops him with ROUGH CUT!!!!! Puffer flips over!! Depth scurries over for the pin...the ref slides in. 1! 2! 3! NO!!!! SHOULDER UP!!!*

Rockwell: He kicked out! Puffer kicked out!

Hood: Are you sure? It looked like three to me!

Rockwell: It was close, but he kicked out. He survived Rough Cut.

Hood: Hit it again, Depth!

*Irate, Depth goes for another cover. This time, he grabs a handful of tights. The ref slides in for the count. 1! 2!...the crowd screams at the ref to check the tights. He brings the arm down for the 3! But stops! He looks and sees a handful of tights and waves off the pin attempt. Depth looks at him, eyes wide. He drops the pin and pops to his feet. He backs the ref down into a corner, pointing at him. The eyes of a pacifist are gone...replaced by the eyes of a lunatic. The ref cowers in fear.*

Rockwell: This is why you don't make a deal with the devil, Hood. Just ask Marcus Ka'Derrion.

Hood: Oh so Depth's the devil now? Boy, you're something else.

Rockwell: Merely a metaphor.

Hood: HYPERBOLE

*Before Depth can do anything, Puffer comes flying in with a splash!! The ref is squished...causing him to fall to the mat, unconscious. Puffer leaps up, places both feet into the back of Depth and drops him with a Backstabber!!! Depth is down. He looks for the pin...but no ref. He crawls over, to tend to the ref*

Rockwell: In the throes of competition, Puffer failed to notice the ref was in harm's way!

Hood: Classic Puffer move...what an idiot.

Rockwell: Yea, but Depth is down. Puffer is in total control.

*Suddenly, the crowd boos louder than they have all match. Puffer looks around, confused. The camera cuts to the stage...Warrick Hill and Lurrr have emerged with mal intent in their eyes. Lurrr's carrying a beer. Warrick has a cigarette. They begin their slow, menacing march down the ramp toward Puffer.*

Rockwell: Oh come on! Get them out of here!

Hood: The cavalry has arrived! Yes!

Rockwell: If this is the end of Puffer's career...what a shame it would be.

*Behind Puffer, Depth starts to sit up. He sees what's coming and nods, smiling. Puffer braces for the duo. He takes a few steps from the ropes, motioning for Lurrr and Warrick to enter. Halfway down the ramp, Warrick and Lurrr look at each other, "Get a load of this idiot." They laugh, tossing their contraband to the side, preparing to sprint to the ring. Before they can, however, Dean and Derek hop the barricade, getting between them and the ring! The crowd goes wild!! Dean and Mobley are prepared to take them on, fists raised. Warrick and Lurrr hesitate*

Rockwell: Are we about to see a showdown? Dean versus Lurrr and Warrick versus Derek?

Hood: Fuck yea!

Rockwell: Looks like the fans in the arena and at home are about to get more than they paid for!

*Warrick and Lurrr do the math. They wave their hands in disgust at the scene, turn around and make their way back up the ramp. Depth's smile fades. He struggles to one knee yelling out, "Guys! Guys! Where are you going?" Warrick and Lurrr ignore his cries for help, stepping back through the curtain, disappearing from sight*

Rockwell: And there ya go...that's why you don't align yourself with egotistical narcissists.

Hood: It's called tough love, Rockwell. Depth's got this.

Rockwell: In Puffer's time of need, Dean and Mobley stepped up. In Depth's...well, his 'mentors' left him out to dry.

*Dean and Mobley turn around, nodding in Puffer's direction. Their eyes widen. Puffer turns around to find a waiting Depth!! Depth throws a kick...but Puffer catches it!! Depth throws an enziguri...but Puffer catches that...he's got Depth in position for a catapult!!!! He falls back and tosses Depth through the air!! Depth lands face first into the top buckle!! The crowd is going wild!! Puffer pops back to his feet and leaps up for a backstabber, the finishing touch for UNDER THE LIGHTS! Depth, however, elbows Puffer from behind!! The crowd freaks out! Depth hooks him for ROUGH CUT!!! Puffer shoves Depth away...Depth spins around, Puffer hooks him and takes him down with a Small Package!!! The ref crawls over and counts along with the fans...Dean and Mobley count too....1! 2! 3!!!!! Depth kicks out right after 3! The bell rings!!! The crowd goes wild!!!*

Minos: Here is your winner and the man that may remain in GCWA..."The Good Detective" Jack Puffer!!!!

Rockwell: Puffer did it!! He did it! All by himself!

Hood: Son of a WHORE

Rockwell: Puffer gets to remain in GCWA and finish writing his story. Depth, however, must leave.

Hood: This is such bullshit. Fuck it all.

*A look of shock turns canvasses Depth's face. Dean and Mobley hit the ring, helping Puffer up. They raise his arms to a huge ovation. Depth rolls out of the ring, covering his face, dropping to both knees bending down, placing his forehead against the floor.*

Rockwell: Depth is extremely dejected, as one might expect.

Hood: He just lost his fucking job, man.

Rockwell: He's a talented man who's only getting better. I'm sure he'll find a job elsewhere.

Hood: I don't know...you really think somebody is going to hire a guy who got beat by Jack Puffer?

Rockwell: I think the days of Puffer being a punchline are over. He's about to start beating a lot of people, Hood.

Hood: If that's true...I'm going to need a lot of pepto here at the announce table.

*The celebration continues inside the ring as we cut away*



*The camera shifts backstage, where we enter the offices of Deana Barrows. She is sitting at her desk, a proud smile on her face.*

Deana Barrows: Hello, everyone. I dearly hope you're enjoying the show tonight, as these fine athletes put their bodies on the line to give you the entertainment you crave.

*There are some boos heard from the audience, but it's faint, as many don't want to be seen as bashing the efforts of the wrestlers tonight.*

Deana Barrows: Later tonight, I guarantee all of you an amazing spectacle, as James Raven becomes YOUR World Heavyweight Champion!

*THAT generates a lot more boos, but Deana pretends not to notice.*

Deana Barrows: Raven is certainly deserving of this honor, given his pedigree and his status in the world of wrestling. However, we have had a difficult situation regarding this title change. Many said that we should have a #1 Contender crowned at the last minute to fight James tonight, to truly make the title a prize.

*The crowd loves this idea, as Deana nods towards them, that smile on her face always misleading.*

Deana Barrows: Unfortunately, the problem we faced was that... no one was worthy of being in the ring with James other than members of Legacy, and those members did not wish to cause disunity here tonight.

*The boos are back, heavier than before, as Deana lets out a small sigh.*

Deana Barrows: Now, myself and the rest of the Legacy members only want what's best for the GCWA in the coming days. There needs to be someone who at least seems to deserve the honor of facing James for the World Title. So to make that a reality, I have opted to set up our next Pay-Per-View event in December.

*Deana turns, revealing a display behind her. Instead of being a poster of an upcoming event, it appears to be a long list of wrestlers.*

Deana Barrows: On Sunday, December 20th, 2020, we will bringing back a historic event to the GCWA. The Righteous Rumble will live again! We will allow all the wrestlers of the GCWA enter for a chance at a World Title match in January 2021, with an open invitation to anyone else who feels that they are worthy!

*The fans are buzzing about this announcement, as Deana leans forward, smiling.*

Deana Barrows: I wish only the best of luck to everyone who enters this event in the coming weeks. It will not be easy to overcome the odds and survive, especially as I expect some other members of Legacy will be entering. But you never know. Miracles can happen. I look forward to seeing all of you later tonight!

*Barrows smiles again as the picture goes back to ringside.*

Hood: The Righteous Rumble is back!

Rockwell: This will be the first rumble of the new run of the GCWA! But how many will take a chance and enter it, knowing that Deana probably will have the odds stacked in favor of Legacy?

Hood: Hell, it's a good paycheck even if you immediately eliminate yourself. I might even enter!

Rockwell: Let's pretend that idea never came to you and keep going on with the show!



Tag-Team match
Sins of the Fathers (Marcus Ka'Derrion & Xavier Lux)(c) (6-2) vs. Nefarious Wrestling Outsiders (Terry Marshall & Dark Lord) (2-2)

Minos: The next match is scheduled for one fall, and will be for the GCWA World Tag-Team Titles!! Introducing first, the challengers... weighing in at a combined 596 lbs... representing the Nefarious Wrestling Outsiders... here are Terry Marshall & Dark Lord!!

*The lights go out in the arena. "Keep Me" by The Black Keys begins to play over the PA. The crowd starts to boo, even while white lights begin to flash at the top of the entrance way. Dark Lord comes out first, followed by Madness (formerly the Cosmic Cowboy) and First Mate Rodman. Major Flavor and Sargent Snake walk out afterwards, each loaning a shoulder to "Too Sweet" Terry Marshall, who is grimacing as he makes his way down.*

Rockwell: Marshall's still suffering from that chair assault earlier by Ka'Derrion, but he's still coming out here...

Hood: I bet Xavier no-shows. Wimp.

Rockwell: I'd think you'd be rooting for Sins of the Fathers after what happened to your car earlier...

Hood: Oh, I'm not rooting for either team. I want the belts to go back to Legacy.

Rockwell: Ahh, well, thanks for clearing that up. So the NWO went to war with Major Helmet and the Wolfpac this past week...

Hood: That's Warf Pack, get it right.

Rockwell: Unfortunately it ended with the fall of Major Helmet.

Hood: Should have just taken the severance and been happy. Instead, the rebellion has fallen...

*The song "Do Your Worst" by Rival Sons begins to play, causing the fans to turn towards the entrance. "Sins of the Fathers" is displayed on the big screen followed by highlights of their victory of James Raven and Jackson Hart plus S&M. The crowd, who has gotten to their feet, cheer loudly as Paco "The Drinking Time Bomb" Perez comes out carrying the World Heavyweight Tag Team Championships over each one of his shoulders. He stands right at the top of the entrance with a smile on his face, and then Marcus Ka'Derrion and Xavier Lux come out causing the crowd to cheer even louder. Xavier has been taped around the waist area and has a large Band-Aid on his forehead from where he was busted opened earlier. They stand at each side of Paco and then he drapes a title over each one of their shoulder and makes his way down the ramp, high fiving as many fans as he can. The Sins of the Fathers replace their usual side fist bump with the titles, toasting their newly won gold before following Paco down the ramp. *

Minos: And their opponents, being lead to the ring by their manager Paco "The Drinking Time Bomb" Perez, at a total combined weight of 445lbs...the team of "Venom" Xavier Lux and GCWA Hall of Famer, "The Prince of Pain" Marcus Ka'Derrion... Sins of the Fathers!

*Once they hit the ring, they each climb a corner and raise their newly won titles proudly as Paco claps from ringside. He then walks around to greet Rockwell with a fist bump, Paco then holds his fist up for Hood but when Hood goes to hit it Paco pulls it back, taking Hood's water instead, laughing as he walks away. The Champs hand the titles to the ref and get ready for their match.*

Hood: Damn water thieves. Why does everyone keep doing that to me tonight??

Rockwell: Vintage Paco there. Ka'Derrion & Lux shocked the world by winning in spite of the odds last week, but that match had to take a lot out of them, and now they're coming into this one with Lux being more injured.

Hood: I suppose it's even now, with two guys hurt, but I won't be happy until both of their cars have been defaced and smashed!

Rockwell: Interesting, I thought maybe the Malvado brothers might come out here as well, but I guess Sins of the Fathers feel good on their own.

*Minos starts to leave the ring, which is usually the signal for everything to get started. However, Dark Lord stops him, talking animatedly to the man. Minos shakes his head, but First Mate Rodman also gets involved, showing off a printed out contract of some sort. The referee comes over and gets his opinion, with Paco, Ka'Derrion, & Lux looking on, wondering what's up.*

Rockwell: I have to admit, the way this one has been all night, I expected a wild brawl right from the start, not contract discussions...

Hood: Yeah, c'mon, guys, we're already short on matches tonight, let's not make this one boring!

*After a few more words and an apparent call to the back, Minos shrugs his shoulders and walks towards the side so that the camera can pick him up. He raises up his mic.*

Minos: Due to the contract for this match only stipulating the Nefarious Wrestling Outsiders, and not the competitors... this match will now be Marcus Ka'Derrion & Xavier Lux defending their GCWA World Tag-Team Titles against Dark Lord... and Madness!!

Rockwell: What??

Hood: Whoa, personnel change! Smart!

Rockwell: But that's not who they were supposed to be fighting! Ka'Derrion & Lux didn't prepare for Madness!!

Hood: I guess Ka'Derrion shouldn't have tried to take out Marshall beforehand, then!

*Ka'Derrion & Lux are arguing with the referee now, saying that this is bullshit. The referee shows that his hands are tied, figuratively, due to a ruling from the back. Suddenly, Dark Lord & Madness attack from behind, clotheslining both men to the ground!! Dark Lord & Madness then furiously start punching and kicking away at the champs on the mat, as the ref steps back... and signals for the bell to ring, starting this one!*

Rockwell: Damn it, now it's official!

Hood: When you're the champs, you've got to be prepared for change!

Rockwell: But now Lux is the only one hurting after an attack earlier!

Hood: Should have brought one of the Malvados down... or maybe Paco...

*Madness has Ka'Derrion back up now, giving him a jumping knee strike that knocks Ka'Derrion through the ropes and outside the ring! In the meantime, Dark Lord is running over Lux with repeated shoulder tackles, keeping the lighter wrestler hitting the mat. After one more shot, Dark Lord signals to Madness to come over. The two men pick Lux up, lifting him high up into the air before delivering a double gutbuster combo!! Each men send one knee into Lux's midsection on the way down, sending him flopping to the side, groaning in pain. Dark Lord quickly runs over and splashes onto him, making the cover, as Madness watches for Ka'Derrion's return... 1... 2... and Lux manages to kick out in time.*

Rockwell: We almost witnessed history that quickly!

Hood: The NWO is showing that they're willing to do whatever it takes to win, which I respect. I also hope they have good insurance, because I'm filing a claim later tonight...

Rockwell: Forget about the car and concentrate on the match!

*The referee is finally doing his job, asking Madness to head to the corner. Madness reluctantly agrees, not wanting to cost his team the titles, as Dark Lord pulls Lux back up. He immediately puts Lux into a bearhug, working over the injured ribs of the champ. On the other side, Ka'Derrion has recovered and has gotten back up on the apron, grabbing the rope so he can be ready for a tag. He looks furious, but is trying to contain himself in order to get another shot at the NWO. In the ring, Lux is shuddering from the crushing pressure around his already injured ribs, with Dark Lord showing no mercy to him. He twists Lux back and forth, as if trying to separate the man into two pieces. The rest of the NWO outside the ring are cheering Dark Lord on, saying that this is inevitable.*

Hood: Xavier isn't going to be able to take much more of this!

Rockwell: We'll have to see. All that training on an unpadded mat has probably helped Xavier learn to withstand pain...

Hood: Or it just injured his spine more and more so that this hold will end it!

*As Lux shows no signs of tapping out (or passing out), Dark Lord finally ends the hold, throwing Lux to the side. He snorts at Lux, having released a lot of his own rage. He turns and tags in Madness, before grabbing Lux's legs and positioning him. Madness then climbs up on the turnbuckle, posing for a moment before leaping off and double-stomping Lux in the chest!! Lux kicks his feet in agony, before rolling painfully to his side, as if trying to roll out of the ring. But Madness is quick to stop that, pulling up Lux and delivering the Cowboy Crunch (Jumping Brain Buster)!!! Lux could be out, as Madness goes for the pin, grabbing a leg... 1... 2... and Ka'Derrion comes diving in, breaking up the cover!*

Rockwell: Ka'Derrion saves the tag-team titles!

Hood: He's only prolonging the inevitable at this point, Lux is in no shape to continue...

Rockwell: Maybe, he's definitely got to find a way to tag...

*The ref directs Ka'Derrion back to his corner, as Madness is back up with Lux in tow. He shakes his head, knowing that he had him. He picks Lux up and bodyslams him hard to the canvas, leaving him laid out, then heads towards the turnbuckle, climbing up. Dark Lord cheers him on, as Madness raises up his elbow, patting it for a moment, before leaping high up in the air and coming down with the Falling Star (Top-Rope Elbow Drop)... hitting the mat, as Lux just barely managed to move aside in time!!! Madness rolls, holding his elbow, as Lux tries to sit up, wanting to get to his partner. Suddenly, though, Dark Lord is in the ring, running and kicking Lux in the back!! Lux slumps forward, as the ref yells at Dark Lord to get back to his corner.*

Rockwell: What a dirty move! That was Lux's chance!

Hood: He's got five seconds to leave the ring, Adrian, nothing dirty about that...

Rockwell: He's not the legal man!

Hood: Well, he's about to be...

*Dark Lord has returned to his spot, reaching out, as the hurting Madness gets back to his feet and comes over, tagging out. Dark Lord steps through the ropes, smirking. He pulls Lux up, grabbing him by the throat for a moment to talk to him, telling him he should just submit to the NWO. Lux tries to react with a swing, but Dark Lord blocks it, then knees Lux in the gut, dropping him to his knees once again. Dark Lord angrily glares at his foe, telling him he should have just quit. Dark Lord then hits the ropes and comes back, hitting a running big boot to Lux, sending him crashing onto his back! Ka'Derrion can only look on in dismay as Dark Lord makes the cover, facing him... 1... 2... and Lux kicks out!! Dark Lord, looking surprised, looks at the referee before slowly getting up.*

Rockwell: Somehow, despite it all, Xavier Lux keeps fighting!

Hood: The man's got heart, hope the NWO doesn't rip it out...

*Paco is working to get the crowd into it, yelling phrases to chant that may or may not be suitable for younger audiences. The crowd loves it either way. Dark Lord has brought Lux back up now, wondering what's driving the man. He lifts him onto his shoulder, setting Lux up for the Space Race (Running Powerslam)!! Dark Lord runs forward... and Lux drops off his shoulder behind him, somehow landing on his feet. As Dark Lord spins around, off-balane, Lux, facing away from him, leaps up... scoring a Pele kick!! Dark Lord falls backwards, stumbling into the corner, as Lux lays on the mat, breathing heavily. Madness starts to come in, but this time the ref's ready, blocking him. He orders Madness back and turns around, just in time to see Lux roll himself forward, avoiding a returning Dark Lord and leaping full-out to make the tag to Ka'Derrion!!!*

Rockwell: The hot tag is made!!

Hood: Wow, how'd Xavier do that??

Rockwell: It's in his genes, Hood, to keep fighting and never surrender!

*Dark Lord tries to retreat, wanting a moment to regroup, but Ka'Derrion's got way too much pent up engergy for that. He rushes forward, landing some shots to the face, driving Dark Lord into the corner. He kicks away at Dark Lord's legs, making him drop into the corner in a sitting position. Madness, meanwhile, has seen enough, pushing the ref aside and coming into the ring. He grabs at Ka'Derrion, but Ka'Derrion spins and kicks him, then lifts Madness up, delivering a sidewalk slam!! Madness twists away, as Dark Lord grabs at the ropes and pulls himself up. But Ka'Derrion's back up as well, catching the approaching Dark Lord and and lifting him up, before delivering a backbreaker!! Dark Lord is down, with Ka'Derrion immediately turning and attacking a rising Madness again, this time delivering a kneebreaker!!*

Hood: Damn, Marcus is taking out both of them!!

Rockwell: This is what a Hall of Famer can do, Hood!

Hood: Still, he'd better finish this quickly, as I don't know that Xavier can risk tagging back in...

*Paco is checking on Lux on their side of the ring, as Lux has mostly laid on the apron since tagging out. In the ring, Ka'Derrion sends Madness flying over the top rope with a clothesline, removing him from the ring. He's partially caught by Major Flavor and Sargent Snake, with all three men falling to the ground. Terry Marshall, still being helped by First Mate Rodman, angrily hits the apron as Ka'Derrion goes back to Dark Lord, grabbing at him, only for Dark Lord to get a shot to the kidneys, staggering him. Dark Lord then hits the ropes and comes back, trying for another shoulder tackle, but Ka'Derrion meets him with a dragon leg whip, putting Dark Lord on the mat! He then grabs at Dark Lord's legs, working to turn him around... applying The Punisher (Elevated Texas Clover Leaf)!!!*

Rockwell: This could do it! No one survives the Punisher!

Hood: Are we actually going to see Dark Lord tap out??

*Ka'Derrion has positioned himself close to the ropes, meaning that by Dark Lord's perspective, he's far away from salvation. The powerhouse struggles against the hold, using his muscle to lift himself off the mat for a few moments, trying to push himself forward. Ka'Derrion maintains his grip, though, hanging on tight, yelling at Dark Lord to submit! Madness is now coming back in, though, pulling himself under the ropes and starting to get up... only to have Xavier Lux come flying in, landing a frogsplash elbow to Madness' back!!! Madness and Lux both are hurting badly after that impact, rolling away, as Ka'Derrion keeps straining back on the submission, with Dark Lord's efforts fading away.*

Rockwell: I think Dark Lord is going to pass out!

Hood: Better that than actually giving up...

Rockwell: With Madness out of the way, I don't see any other way out....

Hood: Yeah, but you're forgetting the rest of the NWO!

Rockwell: What?

*As Ka'Derrion cranks back harder, determined to finish this, First Mate Rodman is up on the apron across from them, about to come in. The ref, seeing him, runs over there and tells him to back off. From the side, though, S&M suddenly appear, running down to the ring! The two men crash hard into the apron, having mistimed their jumps, wincing, before starting to climb up. The ref turns their way as well, threatening to disqualify their team if everyone doesn't leave. He yells at both Rodman and the new team. This, however, is all a smokescreen, as on the outside, Marshall has gotten something from Major Flavor and turns back... throwing a handful of salt into Ka'Derrion's face!!! Ka'Derrion releases the hold, staggering backwards at the burning sensation!*

Rockwell: DQ them, ref!!

Hood: He completely missed it, Adrian!

Rockwell: Damn it! I keep saying we need multiple refs for matches like these!!

Hood: You think they'll put that in the budget? You're dreaming, pal...

*Paco is on the apron now, yelling at the referee about what just happened. However, Paco suddenly gets pulled backwards by Sargent Snake, sending him falling to his backside on the outside mats!! Ka'Derrion tries to clear his vision, wiping his eyes, as someone grabs him from behind. He spins, ready to attack... but stops at the last second, as he hears Xavier Lux's voice! Lux tells Ka'Derrion to come to the corner and tag him, despite the pain he's in. However, a second later, Lux goes down, as Madness comes flying into him with a slingshot crossbody!! Lux is down, rolling out, as Madness gets up with an "Oh Yeah!!" This locks him in for Ka'Derrion, though, who grabs the surprised Madness and lifts him up... landing his Crucifix Powerbomb!!!*

Rockwell: Even blinded, Ka'Derrion took out Madness!! Count the pin, ref!

Hood: Hold on, Madness isn't the legal man, Adrian!

Rockwell: Oh, damn, you're right!

*Ka'Derrion stayed on Madness for the required three seconds, and more, but with no sounds of a count, he gets up, still trying to wipe his eyes clear. Unfortunately for Ka'Derrion, this puts him in perfect position, as Dark Lord comes flying in towards him, scoring the Big Bang (Spear)!!! Ka'Derrion goes down hard, with Dark Lord wincing himself as he struggles over to make the cover, grabbing hold of both of Ka'Derrion's legs, as well as some tights. The referee, not seeing this, slides in to make the count... 1... 2... 3!!!!*

Minos: Here are your winners, and NEW GCWA World Tag-Team Champions.... the Nefarious Wrestling Outsiders!!

Rockwell: DAMN IT! They stole this one, Hood!

Hood: All I see is a team coming through with the victory, Adrian! A team that better pay me for the damage to my car!

Rockwell: I doubt you'll ever see a dime from them, Hood, the way they've become. Dark Lord, Madness, Marshall, and the rest... God help us, they're on top of the division now...

*Marshall, Rodman, and the rest are quickly in the ring, celebrating their victory. Marshall calls to Rodman to "hand him the stuff", with Rodman getting him a spray-paint can and a marker. Marshall then smiles and limps over to Ka'Derrion, preparing once again to mark him up. However, Marshall then goes flying back into the rest of the NWO, as Xavier Lux returned to land a picture-perfect dropkick to the jaw!! Before the NWO can recover, Lux has gotten Ka'Derrion out of the ring, with the two men joining Paco. They're glaring at the men in the ring, furious, as Marshall looiks pretty pissed himself.*

Rockwell: I don't think this is over, Hood, not by a long-shot...

Hood: Damn, the property damage is just going to get worse. My insurance already worries about covering me, and now this...

Rockwell: For now, the NWO is on top, but will they be able to survive the challenges coming their way?

*Dark Lord and Madness convince Marshall to calm down, as they both raise up the tag-team titles. Marshall nods, wanting to spray the belts, marking them for all time, as we cut away.*



*Your regularly scheduled programming is interrupted by darkness. You are now witnessing eerie footage of a graveyard with a red filter slathered over it. The focus shifts abruptly to a particular tombstone. Before you are able to read it, there is a flash of red and then the faint sound of a badass synthasized guitar fills your earholes. You see a nightmare hellscape, filled with jagged cliffs and a red sun. There is a man in a black trenchcoat looking out into the abyss. As you get closer, he turns around and it's professional wrestling legend Raging Dead!?*

Raging Dead: Oh no...

*He walks closer, taking his hands out of his pockets. He scratches his chin and looks deep into your soul.*

Raging Dead: If you're here... that means...

*He sighs.*

Raging Dead: You're already dead.

*He walks past toward the opening of a cave, then stops and turns back.*

Raging Dead: Rest in peace, GCWA.

*We return to your regularly scheduled programming.*



James Raven GCWA World Heavyweight Title Coronation

Minos: Ladies and gentlemen... please welcome... Deana Barrows!

*The crowd is booing heavily as Deana Barrows appears in the entryway with a smile. She starts walking down towards the ring, waving at the upset fans, as an attendant follows behind her with a wrapped bag, which appears to be made out of silk or some other fine material.*

Rockwell: I really hate this.

Hood: Hey, you can't blame Deana or any of Legacy for what's happened here.

Rockwell: No, unfortunately I can't. But I have to send my best wishes to Lissie Hope, given all she's been through lately.

Hood: You're joking, right?

Rockwell: No, I'm not. Depression and suicidal thoughts are nothing to joke about.

Hood: Damn it, you've got me there.

Rockwell: This is definitely not what people wanted to see tonight. Someone just being handed a World Title feels extremely wrong.

Hood: The contract was signed. Everything is official. So we have to play it through to the end!

*Deana steps through the ropes, still smiling. She takes the mic from Minos, giving him a little "shoo" gesture. Minos walks off, as he never seems to be offended by anything or anyone. Deana waits for a moment, basking in the negativity, before starting to talk.*

Deana Barrows: Hello, Fayetteville!

*The attempt at cheap heat doesn't work, not that Deana expected it to.*

Deana Barrows: First, let me tell all of you how sorry I am that your main event came to this. Unfortunately, as your tickets say, every match is subject to change. We can't help the personal issues of one of our wrestlers, who has sadly breached her contract with the GCWA. It isn't what we wanted to have happen, but in 2020, nothing is really predictable. Darkness truly has fallen this year.

Hood: You can't disagree with that, Adrian.

Rockwell: 2020 sucks.

Hood: Indeed.

*The fans still seem unhappy, knowing what's about to happy. A "Fuck You Barrows" chant, previously only heard when Deana's brother, Jonathan, came to the ring, is once again echoing throughout an arena. Deana ignores it, continuing on.*

Deana Barrows: This has proven that the GCWA truly does need a champion, both in body and in mind. The GCWA needs heroes to lead us out of the darkness and into the light. It is now time for you to accept those heroes. Ladies and gentlemen... I give you Legacy!!

*The lights in the building dim, the fans buzzing in their seats as they munch on overpriced concessions and await what's coming next. After a few long moments of near silence, recognizable guitar riffs begin to blare over the sound system and drag the fans up to their feet. A light fog creeps out from behind the curtain, silver and blue spotlights swirling together at the top of the stage.*

"NOW HERE WE GO FOR THE HUNDREDTH TIME!"

*The crowd reacts angrily as "Bleed it Out" by Linkin Park plays and signals the arrival of The Peoples G.O.A.T., a small shower of silver and blue sparks spraying into the spotlights as James Raven steps through the curtain with an ear to ear grin. Behind him, giving him his space, are Noah Jackson, Shawn Warstein, and Jackson Hart.*

Hood: Here comes the greatest World Champion in history!!

Rockwell: He doesn't even have the belt yet!

Hood: So? It's still true!

*The lights in the building return to full blast as the spotlights and sparks disappear.Raven nods to his group, and they all casually strut down to the ring, ignoring the trash being thrown their way. Warstein makes a nice catch of a styrofoam cup, tossing it right back at the fan who threw it. The group goes through the ropes and into the ring. James makes his way to each of the four ring posts, standing on the middle rope to pose for the fans as fireworks go off around the ring. After the final pose, Raven comes back to meet Deana & the rest of Legacy in the center of the ring.

Rockwell: Did we really need to spend money on the fireworks?

Hood: It's an important moment, Adrian, the start of a glorious reign!

Deana Barrows: James, I know you truly wanted to fight tonight, even though you certainly have nothing to prove. You have shown the world time and time again that you deserve being called The People's G.O.A.T., and I know you will be one of the greatest GCWA World Champions of all time!

*Barrows and the rest of Legacy applaud, some more enthusiastic as others. Raven nods, trying to look humble at this honor, even if the crowd isn't buying it. Barrows signals behind her and the bag is brought forward.*

Deana Barrows: Obviously, our previous title would no longer be fitting to wear after what has happened. So I took it upon myself to arrange a special surprise for you, James. It wasn't easy in the time frame I was given, but you deserve it.

*Deana reaches into the bag, pulling out a new GCWA World Heavyweight Championship belt. It appears shinier and brighter than the one before, with more stones added.*

Hood: What a sweet belt!

Rockwell: Obviously, Deana spared no expense...

*Deana hands the championship over to Raven, who quickly raises it over his head, celebrating as if he just fought the toughest match of his life. Hart is quickly over to congratulate his partner, with Noah and Warstein talking to each other, joking around. Warstein then pushes past Raven, walking up and staring Raven in the eye. Both men stand there, as Deana suddenly looks nervous.*

Hood: What's Warstein doing?

Rockwell: Uh oh... dissention in the ranks?

*Raven and Warstein hold eye contact for a few seconds longer, then Warstein blinks, smirking. He gives Raven a pat on the shoulder, with the two men laughing at the crowd, who are now booing again after a brief pause. Warstein walks back over to Noah, while Deana hands her mic to Raven. The new World Champion turns to the crowd, grinning ear to ear.*

James Raven: You know... I've envisioned this moment at least a thousand times since signing with the GCWA... and never once was this what I saw... this is better.

*The crowd boos, but the grin never fades from his face as he stands in line with Legacy and once more hoists the new championship belt above his head.*

James Raven: Don't get me wrong, I was looking forward to kicking Lissie Hope around the ring like a deflated balloon before stomping down on her GCWA career and watching it burst, but it wasn't a requirement in order for me to feel fulfilled. I never gave a shit about Lissie Hope, if I had I could have forced my way into a title shot against her before she lost the belt the first time... I gave a shit about becoming undeniable, and this moment, this awarding of the championship... it shows that I can cross that goal off of my to-do list.

*The crowd seems a little confused with James' point, but don't like his tone or the majority of what they're hearing. They once more begin to boo loudly, and James lowers the microphone to his side and allows them to throw their temper tantrum. Raven looks to Deanna Barrows and shrugs his shoulders, then stomps his foot realizing he owes Shawn Warstein another five dollars.*

James Raven: I. AM. UNDENIABLE. Beating Lissie Hope would have proven I was better than Lissie Hope. It would maybe hint at the fact that I had a leg up on Chelsea LeClair or that I could beat the Lost Soul... but making her submit tonight would have left questions... people would have made excuses... "She's not as good as we thought" or "Well, she really shouldn't have been champion to begin with". Well, here was your chance to give the title to literally anybody that you felt deserved it, anybody that you wanted to carry you into a new era and there wasn't a damn thing I could do to stop you... and you've given it to me, to the Legacy Era... because I've put in the work, I've proven myself... Undeniable.

*The fans continue to boo. They haven't given him a damn thing, Deanna Barrows has. Raven continues to soak in the negative reaction, hanging the new World Heavyweight title over his shoulder.*

James Raven: Lissie is not the first champion to disappear from action when I hit the scene. There are plenty of big names and former champions that seem content to sit on the sidelines now that I'm here. What happened to Ed Houston and Duce Jones? Why haven't Big Bifford and Alice Knight been around since Legacy got rolling? T.I.O. and Lurrrrrrr, where the fuck are you?!

Rockwell: That seems unfair. T.I.O. got hit by a car, and Biff-

Hood: Don't speak over the champion you disrespectful bastard!

James Raven: I had plans to fight ALL of you, and you cowards have disappeared like ghosts in the goddamn night! It's like Marcus Ka'Derrion is the only one around here with an ounce of fire in his gut, he'd fight me a hundred times and lose ninety nine of them, but he'd fucking do it... and it's more than I can say for the rest of the so called core of this roster. I hope you're comfortable on the sidelines and ready for retirement, kids, because I'm not going anywhere. I'm not like the previous three champions who all felt the belt was a "get out of Inferno free" pass. I'm not the type to stumble once and take a month or two off to soothe my ego. I am a fucking workhorse. I am a goddamn machine. I am going to be in your face, each and every week, each and every show, reminding you that I am undeniable and there's not a thing you can do to stop me. Every time you reach out to management and ask them to fit you onto a card is a time you might get booked against the People's G.O.A.T., chewed up and spit out, and reminded that there was a reason your cowardly ass ran away in the first place.

*Warstein, Hart, Jackson, and Deanna Barrows all look at each other, smiling and nodding their heads as Raven speaks passionately to the fans and roster.*

James Raven: Anywhere. Anytime. Any of you fucks. Welcome to the Legacy era, and Fear the Raven... Forevermore.

*He tosses the microphone to the mat and turns to his stablemates with a grin.*

Rockwell: Well, that does it. We have a new World Champion, someone who gets the belt without winning a match...

Hood: Raven's won countless matches! How can you even say that?

Rockwell: Alright, but he didn't win the match that mattered, and I know, it's not his fault, but still...

*Raven turns and thanks Deana, with the group starting to make their way out of the ring...*

*The crowd immediately rises up, looking excited for the first time in minutes, as Legacy quickly steps back into the ring. Deana, looking upset, immediately begins talking to the security members at ringside, as the camera turns to show The Accelerator being pushed out of the back in his wheelchair... by the Outsiders owner, Mike Zybala!*

Hood: Fuck, it's the old man and the ghost!

Rockwell: I'm always happy to see Ace, the founder of the GCWA, but what's he doing here now?

*Apparently Deana has the same question, as she's already on the mic before her father & Zybala can get any closer.*

Deana Barrows: Dad, I'm not letting you interfere a second time, not after what you did last week. You're not running the GCWA anymore, remember?

*Ace looks back at Zybala, who produces a mic from nowhere, handing it to him.*

The Accelerator: Aaahh, my daughter. My wonderful, wonderful deaughter. You made some brilliant moves as of late, and I can deeply respect that. I spoke to your brother Jonathan at length about you just the other day. He's doing quite well, by the way, although I know you haven't been inclined to visit him in prison.

Deana Barrows: After what he did to the family? We still don't know where Hunter is.

The Accelerator: Yes, which certainly concerns me, but let's not get into that now, Deana. Let's talk about the current state of the GCWA. You seem to think that you now have sole ownership of the company that I built. True, Hunter's shares are in limbo right now, and Jonathan's shares were put on hold once he was incarcerated... until he signed the proper paperwork to transfer them over. You know... you really should visited him. He was quite upset at you, kid.

*Raven and the rest of Legacy seem to be asking Deana what's going on, but she can only shake her head, looking a little shocked.*

Hood: What's he saying?

Rockwell: I think Ace is back in the game!

Hood: With his weak heart??

The Accelerator: As a co-owner once again of the GCWA... I'd like to say, Deana... I think you made the right call here.

*The crowd starts to sound annoyed again, as Deana and Raven both smile.*

Hood: Hah! Even Ace agrees that Raven should be champ!

The Accelerator: I've seen my share of contract violations over the years, and this simply was the easiest method. Congratulations, James.

*Raven's grin grows wider, as he nods back towards the Accelerator.*

The Accelerator: That being said... I don't like the idea of a GCWA Pay-Per-View ending without a World Title main event. Do you, fans?

*The crowd starts cheering, even as Raven's smile falters. He turns and looks at Deana, who shrugs her shoulders, looking like she feels like she has lost control.*

Rockwell: Is Ace going to book a match?

Hood: Can he do that?

Rockwell: I... I mean, if he's a co-owner again...

The Accelerator: The big question is, who fights? I'm sure Zybala behind me is well-rested after his ridiculous 'pillow' contest earlier...

*Zybala nods, pleased as the crowd cheers this possibility. Raven shrugs his shoulders, having no problem fighting Zybala.*

Hood: No! Don't give Zybala that opportunity!

Rockwell: You think he'd beat Raven?

Hood: ... I don't want to risk it! He can't be World Champion!!

The Accelrator: Then again... I know there are others...

*The opening thundering drums of "Kong at the Gates" by the Misfits begins to echo throughout the arena. The crowd cheers as the new GCWA World Television Champion, E.W. Montgomery, appears on the stage next to Zybala & The Accelerator, spitting to the side before stepping forward, a large grin on his face.*

Rockwell: E.W. Montgomery's here!

Hood: But he already wrestled!

Rockwell: No rule states that he can't wrestle twice!

*Raven can be seen sizing up Montgomery, knowing that the guy can't see him. Hart can be seen leaning in, saying that Raven can easily take him. Raven nods, knowing he can take anyone. Montgomery can be seen nodding in Ace's direction, but stays where he is.*

Rockwell: So is it going to be Montgomery vs. Raven?

Hood: I mean, it's not fair for Raven, but at least the guy already...

*The super sexy rock hardening version of James Bond's iconic theme "James Bond's Theme" begins to play. The crowd roars, excited to see the return of Jack Puffer after his match earlier in the night. Puffer steps forward, giving his signature one eyebrow raise to the camera before walking next to Montgomery.*

Hood: What the hell is this??

Rockwell: Maybe Jack Puffer's throwing his name into the mix! The Good Detective is calling out Raven!

Hood: The guy's all beat up, though! This is getting ridiculous...

*As Zybala moves around to join Montgomery & Puffer, The Accelerator leans back in his wheelchair, as if thinking things over. But Raven's tired of letting Ace do all the talking, as he raises his mic back up.*

James Raven: You think I'm afraid of any of these guys? I will fight anyone, anywhere, at any time. I'd even fight you, Ace, if that's what it takes.

*The fans boo, but Ace nods in appreciation.*

The Accelerator: I love that fire, James. It reminds me of when I was younger, fighting off anyone who got in my way. Unfortunately, I've had to admit that those days are long behind me. But I'm glad to see you take that stance. All of these men have stepped forward, saying they'd be willing to take you on. I will remember it. But there was one more wrestler who was interested, and honestly, contractually, I feel they deserve it.

*Raven turns, looking back questioningly at Deana. Deana mouths something, possibly "Chelsea", although it was hard to see.*

Rockwell: So there's someone else?

Hood: Contractually? What's Ace mean??

*Ace slowly turns, looking back behind him, and the rest of the wrestlers slowly part, creating a line of sight to the curtains. The lights then all black out.*

Hood: IT CAN'T BE!!!

Rockwell: IT IS!!

Hood: HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE LOCKED UP!!

*As the music continues to play, the wrestler walks out onto the stage, his eyes locked on the ring. The crowd is now roaring, absolutely losing their minds. The wrestler, dressed in his normal jeans and a blank tank top, stands confidently on the stage, before walking past the rest of the wrestlers to start down the ramp.*

Rockwell: He's back!! MACK O'CONNOR IS BACK!!

Hood: I can't believe this!!! How did Ace spring him for tonight???

Rockwell: However he did, Mack is here, and he's getting the rematch for the World Title that he never had the opportunity to use!!

*Montgomery, Puffer, and Zybala make their way down behind O'Connor, as Ace stays on the stage, knowing things are in good hands. Someone comes out to wheel him off, as we switch to the ring, where for the first time, Raven is showing some concern. He's talking with Deana, telling her to do something, but Deana's in shock, unable to respond. Raven turns back as Mack slides into the ring. Raven walks towards him, telling Mack to wait for a moment, but Mack just rears back and slugs Raven, to the roar of the crowd!!! Angrily, Warstein and Noah both go for Mack, but now Montgomery's in the ring, bear-tackling Noah to the ground, while Puffer launches himself into Warstein!! Hart, staggering back, turns to see Mike Zybala suddenly standing next to him, saying "I'll be your huckleberry". The two men start fighting it out, falling through the ropes, as the crowd is absolutely coming unhinged!!*

Hood: This is insane!!

Rockwell: Nope, this is the GCWA delivering for the fans!!

Hood: Fuck!!

*As the other wrestlers spill to the outside, Mack has Raven up now, striking away at him in the corner. Deana has fled to the hills, even as a referee slides into the ring and signals, causing the bell to ring!*

Hood: Who the hell authorized that???

Rockwell: I'll give you one guess...

Hood: But there's no way Raven signed a contract, so this can't happen!!

Rockwell: He did say he'd fight anyone, which I think would institute a verbal contract...

Hood: Son of a...

*Raven, completely off-balance, is driven into the corner by Mack, who continues to punch away. It's clear that Mack has kept himself in shape while spending time behind bars. If nothing else, he might be stronger and leaner now. He picks Raven up on one shoulder, carrying him for a moment before turning and running forward, delivering a quick powerslam to put Raven down! He makes the cover, with the refere quick to do his job... 1... 2.. and Raven kicks out, with plenty of time to spare. Mack is right back up, enjoying the freedom of the ring, as he hauls Raven back up. After a couple of forearm strikes, Mack shoots Raven into the ropes, then runs at him as he returns, landing a Lou Thesz Press to put him on the mat once more, delivering a series of sharp strikes to the top of the head!!*

Hood: This is so unbelievably unfair!!

Rockwell: When you're a World Champion, sometimes you've literally got to roll with the punches...

Hood: But Raven's not even dressed to compete!!

*Mack has Raven back up now, holding him by the head as he backs him up, before dropping with a snap DDT! With Raven down again, Mack makes the cover, grabbing the leg... 1... 2... but Raven again kicks out. Deana can be seen on the outside, pounding her hands on the apron, absolutely furious at this turn of events. The other wrestlers have moved to different sections of the arena, still brawling as they fight it out. We return to the ring as Mack brings Raven back up, signaling for the end by calling for Hollow Point (Stunner to temple)!! He grabs hold of Raven... no, Raven reaches up, catching Mack with a thumb to the eye!! Mack stumbles back, blinded, as Raven collects himself for a moment. As Mack shakes it off, grabbing for Raven again, the champion manages to latch onto him and drop with a swinging neckbreaker, laying out Mack on the mat!*

Hood: There we go! They don't call him the People's G.O.A.T. for nothing!

Rockwell: I would never question Raven's fighting ability, just his recent Legacy decisions...

Hood: You mean the ones that led him to become the World Champion? Question away, hah!

*The two wrestlers are now down on the mat, with Raven having applied a Kimura Lock to Mack. He also seems to be angrily yelling at him, pissed that this has happened. He tells Mack just to tap out, but Mack refuses, ignoring the referee nearby. Deana gets up on the apron, calling the ref over, telling him to call it, but the ref shakes his head and tells her to leave, prompting her to scream at him about getting fired. The ref apparently only answers to one man, though, as he goes back to checking on things. Raven, frustrated, releases the hold and gets up, grabbing hold of the referee. He points out to him that Deana is the boss, with the ref looking deeply frightened. Raven then turns back to Mack... who comes at him hard, spearing Raven down to the mat!!*

Rockwell: Ouch!! Mack's shoulder probably loosened a few of Raven's ribs!

Hood: What is that ref thinking?? When Deana tells you to do something, you do it!

Rockwell: I'm sure Ace told him to call it right down the middle, and right now, it's a two-sided system!

Hood: I hope this guy's refereeing kid's exhibitions after this!

*Both wrestlers get up, with Mack landing an uppercut that sends Raven back into the corner once again. Mack follows, pulling Raven partially up on the turnbuckle and joining him for a few strikes, before then lifting him off the second turnbuckle with a suplex!! Raven rolls away, hurting, as Mack gets back to his feet. Deana, still on the apron, screams at him, with Mack quickly turning, flipping her the bird!! The crowd loves it, although Deana looks to be coming even more unglued. Mack instead grabs hold of Raven, setting him up... and Raven turns it around, dropping Mack with the Flight of the Raven (RKO)!!!!*

Hood: YES!! It's over!!

Rockwell: Oh, damn, out of nowhere...

Hood: Exactly!!

*Raven stands himself up, gloating for a minute. He points out of the ring towards the back, where he knows the Accelerator is watching, telling him that this is Legacy's ring now. With a smug smile, Raven walks back over to the downed O'Connor, finally making the cover and telling the referee to do his job. The ref, showing his professionalism, makes the count... 1... 2... 3, NO!!!!!! Mack kicks out at the last moment, with Raven looking completely stunned!! He glares at the referee, then pushes Mack back down for another cover... 1... 2... NO!!! The kickouts keep coming! Raven gets up, yelling at the referee, as the crowd is loving this one continuing.*

Rockwell: We're not done!

Hood: Impossible!

Rockwell: Raven should have made the pin right away!

Hood: Damn it, if he was just ready for this one...

*The referee has defended himself, saying he gave the same count every time for Raven's and Mack's pins. Raven doesn't seem to believe it, calling what just happened the ref's fault. He shakes his head, then steps to the side, waiting for Mack to recover and get up. Raven looks braced, setting Mack up either for the F.Y.S. (Superkick) or the Divebomb (Spear)!! He impatiently yells at Mack to get his old, imprisoned ass off the mat. As Mack rises to his feet, Raven rushes towards him, intent on ending it... and Mack catches him off-guard, side-stepping him and getting his arms around Raven's from behind, twisting to pull him backwards into a Crucifix pin!!! The referee comes running around to the other side, dropping to make the count, as Raven's legs kick frantically in mid-air.... 1... 2.. and the referee is suddenly pulled out of the ring by Shawn Warstein!!! Before the ref can get away, Warstein drops him with the Ego Trip (Future Shock DDT)!!!*

Rockwell: Oh no!!! The ref's out!!

Hood: He missed Raven kicking out, too!

Rockwell: I didn't see a kickout!

Hood: Oh, it was there....

*Warstein rolls into the ring, seeing where Mack has dropped the pin attempt on Raven. Warstein rushes forward, going for the King's Crown (Kinshasa)!! But from behind, Jack Puffer comes leaping over the ropes, grabbing a surprised Warstein by the shoulders and landing a modified version of Under The Lights (Backstabber)!!! Warstein rolls away, as Puffer gets to his feet, fired up! However, Puffer doesn't see Noah Jackson coming in from behind, with Jackson clocking him with the King Hit (Superman Punch to the back of the head)!! As Puffer goes down, Jackson raises his arms, only to then get run over by E.W. Montgomery's Welcome To The Slaughterhouse (Charging Lariat)!!! Montgomery then turns to Raven, wanting to hit him as well, only to get caught by Jackson Hart's On Tilt (720 DDT)!!! Hart gets up, laughing, only for the laugh to be stopped by a Superkick from Mike Zybala!!! Zybala bounces on his feet, pumped up... and Raven's there, catching him with the Flight of the Raven!!!*

Rockwell: Wrestlers are flying everywhere!!

Hood: This is complete chaos!!

Rockwell: Is the match even still going??

*Raven pulls himself up, looking sore but still active. He turns back to where Mack is still trying to recover, walking over to the man. Raven pulls him up, telling Mack that his time has past. It's the Legacy Era now. Raven then grabs Mack by the head, set to put him away once and for all. But Mack comes alive, shoving Raven forward, showing that he was playing possum earlier!! Raven stumbles forward, then turns back, trying to brace himself. Mack, though, steps into him, locking his arms around him to lift for the Claymore (Rock Bottom)!!! But no, Raven manages to break free and drops backwards, rolling quickly out of the ring, as Mack glares after him. Deana runs over, telling Raven that it's time to get out of there. She has the World Title in her hands.*

Rockwell: That close! Mack almost planted Raven in the canvas!

Hood: But he didn't, because Raven is just too awesome!

*Deana pulls Raven along towards the aisleway, where Hart, Jackson, and Noah are all congregating now in various forms of disarray. Mack watches them back away, resting his arms on the ropes, as Puffer, Montgomery, & Zybala all come in, starting to pull themselves up.*

Hood: Is it over?

Rockwell: No, Hood, I think it's just beginning...

Hood: I meant the match... with no ref, I suppose this one's tossed out?

Rockwell: For now, Hood. But I'd say war against Legacy has been declared!

*We get separate shots of the two groups. Montgomery looks like he still wants to fight, with Puffer sliding away from him, talking with Zybala. Mack looks on confidently, knowing that Raven had a very close call. Approaching the stage, Raven looks like he wants to return, with Deana getting security to help keep Legacy back for their own good. There's definitely a lot of anger there, as Raven and Mack are both exchanging words across the space between them. We slowly fade out, ending our night.*

OOC: Hey all. Thanks for some great roleplaying this week, as it led to some amazing reads. Also, thanks to Jack Puffer and Mike Zybala for writing matches, and for all the segments I received. I know it's been a crazy week, but we're putting all of that behind us and moving forward with the Righteous Rumble next month. I appreciate each and every one of you that reached out for support and giving ideas for what could be done about tonight. You guys are all great champions, and I respect you all. Here's to continuing forward! Er... after a week off. We'll see you in December, and if you're from the US, Happy Thanksgiving!

GCWA Friday Night Inferno

LIVE! Friday, December 4th, 2020

From the GCWA Arena, Dallas, TX

Opener

TBD

Mid-Card

TBD

Main Event

TBD

Roleplaying will be from Friday, December 4th to Wednesday, December 9th, giving you 6 days to post your roleplay. Remember, each must be in before 12:00am CST to count.

Good luck to all!