Ascension 63

[Ty Burna]

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The normal Ascension pyro hits as the crowd pops loudly while the camera pans around. After the final explosion we focus in on Cat Connor and Jack Cohen at the announce table.

Connor: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Ascension 63! We are right around the corner from Lethal Lottery, and I for one cannot wait!

Cohen: Normally I would tell you to settle down Cat, but I'm in total agreement.

Connor: Later tonight however we have an Elite X title match as Sam Smith defends against The Empire's leader, Constantine right here in Keystone City, Kansas!

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The crowd pops loudly at the unexpected arrival of the town's local hero Titus hits. Sure enough a man in a Red Mask walks out to the top of the entrance stage, but the cheering slows and suddenly turns to boos. It becomes evident the man is not Titus, yet he plays up to the crowd, trying to get them to cheer for him. As it becomes clear that's not going to happen he suddenly rips the Red Mask off his head, revealing him to be Chris K.O. The booing continues as Chris taunts them from the entrance stage before grabbing a mic.

Chris: Are you all disappointed? Are you all disappointed that it wasn't your true hero coming out here in his hometown? How typical of your supposed hero, letting you down yet again.

Connor: This is despicable. We all know Titus is out injured due to Chris K.O.

Cohen: I love it CC! Chris speaks nothing but the truth even if these idiots don't want to hear it!

The booing continues as Chris looks down at the Red Mask, a sneer of evil forming on his face.

Chris: But you see, at least Titus had the stones to let everyone know who he was under this mask, unlike Ty Burn, I'm sorry, El Califa Dragon. However, just like Titus trying to be a hero is nothing more then lies, so too is the name El Califa Dragon! My associate Drake Callahan and I know the truth Ty, I've sent you to hell once, and I'll do it again!

The crowd's booing intensifies as Chris throws the mask onto the ground, kicking it off the stage as a look of rage forms on his face.

Chris: I sacrificed everything to rid WZCW of you Ty. These people, these people didn't realize what I had done for them by ending you. They were ungrateful, booing me at every corner when I was to be their White Knight. Yet I will do exactly what is needed Ty, I will do what's good for them even if they don't realize it, and end you once more. Not only that but I will win the Lethal Lottery and go on to Kingdom Come and claim the World Heavyweight Title. I will make sure the cretins and the unwashed will never hold that precious title ever again! The corrupt will be slain, and the White Knight will purify the WZCW World Title. And there isn't a damn thing any of you can do about it! I will save WZCW even if it's a baptism by fire! This company is pathetic right now, and it's up to me to save it.

Suddenly Vance Bateman walks out on stage with a mic on hand. Chris looks towards him, a bewildered appearance on his face.

Vance: I'm going to ask you to stop disparaging WZCW and it's fine fans here tonight Christopher.

Chris: And what are you going to do about it Vance? You're part of the problem here too! You let Ty Burna back into this company after everything he's done to you!

Vance: Listen to you Chris, you've fallen off the deep end and I think Drake Callahan has corrupted you a little too much. El Califa Dragon is our prized acquisition from Mexico, and if you have a problem with that, take it up with me.

Chris: Once again management shows it's incompetency. I don't need or want your help because it's clear Ty has manipulated you as well. Go back to pushing papers Bateman. I'll take care of this myself.

Chris steps up to Vance Bateman and the two are face to face as the crowd buzzes. Vance takes one step back, his face turning beat red in anger.

Vance: You know what Chris, I just had a great idea. If you're the savior of WZCW that you think you are, I think it's time for you to prove it.

Chris: What are you talking about?

Vance: Chris K.O., you will be the very first man to enter the Lethal Lottery!

The crowd pops loudly as Chris loses it on stage. He screams and yells in Vance's face before tossing his mic across the stage.

Vance: Now I suggest you get the hell off my stage as I have a show to run. Good luck in the Lottery Chris, you're gonna need it.

Vance's music hits as he walks to the back as Chris K.O. tries to go after before Drake Callahan runs out and holds him back, attempting to talk him down as the crowd continues cheering.

Connor: I think Chris bit off more then he can chew. Now he gets to be number one in the Lethal Lottery!

Cohen: This is injustice! Chris only spoke the truth!

Connor: Either way he's going to eat his own words now. Coming up however we have the number one contender to the World Title Steven Holmes taking on Connor Reese, and that's next!

 

[Ty Burna]

A figure for the closing of time

The antagonist once divine

Void of and vacant words

One final answer to be heard

Spoiler

He returns at Lethal Lottery

The camera returns to Cat Connors and Jack Cohen behind the announce table.

Connors: Well Jack, I don't know who that was in reference to, but with Lethal Lottery right around the corner, I'm sure we can expect to see some WZCW wrestlers make big returns and maybe even bigger impacts?

Cohen: Absolutely we will be seeing some big stars returning CC. My ear has been up against the wall trying to listen and figure out who may be returning.

Connors: Last year's return included the likes of Alex Bowen, Michael Winters, and Rush. There's no telling who we will see this year.

Ding... ding... ding...

Anderson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Standing in the ring, from "The dawn of a new era", weighing 234 lbs, Connor Reese!

Connor Reese raises his arms and gets loud boos from the audience. He waves them off and paces around the ring.

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The audience boos loudly as Steven Holmes walks out onto the stage with his brother Erik close behind. Steven has an evil smile on his face as he walks down the ramp.

Anderson: And his opponent, from Buckingham, England, weighing 235 lbs, Steven Holmes!

Connor: In two weeks Holmes will be challenging Showtime for the WZCW Title, Connor Reese will be competing in the annual Lethal Lottery match on the same night. Jack what are the odds that these two will main event Kingdom Come.

Cohen: I don't want to say unlikely, but it will be a battle for both men, especially Reese. I know he's be training like a machine for the match, but against 29 men with no idea when you'll start is a real test of challenge.

Connor: And Holmes too will have to compete against the best World Champion since Ty Burna. Even with the choice of stipulation, it will not be the easy cakewalk Holmes had been talking about all this week.

Steven Holmes enters the ring and the bell rings. Both men slowly circle around the ring trying to get a feel for the other. Reese goes to lock up with Holmes, but the number one contender breaks free and side steps to safety. Holmes continues to dodge Reese who hurriedly chases after Holmes. They finally lock up and Reese backpedals Holmes up against the ropes. Holmes grabs hold of the ropes and the ref counts up to 4 and Reese breaks up the lockup. Reese is appearing quite annoyed at Holmes stall tactics and quickly charges in as Holmes moves away from the ropes. The two lockup again, only this time Holmes throws his opponent down to the mat and applies a side headlock. Holmes wrenches at the neck, but Reese is near the ropes and is able to grab on. Holmes spins to his feet and taunts at Reese to come at him again. Reese stands up and locks up again with Holmes, this time the Elitist wrenches the arm of his opponent and has him in a standing arm lock. Connor Reese holds his arm and then starts to elbow Holmes with his free arm. Holmes takes a few shots and then trips the leg of Reese, dropping him face down onto the mat. Holmes floats over Reese and quickly applies a Chinlock on his downed opponent.

Connors: Holmes has been in the driver seat for this entire match so far. He is making it look easy against Connor Reese tonight.

Cohen: Holmes is one of the most technically gifted wrestlers on the roster and we are seeing first hand why he is a huge threat to defeat Showtime at Lethal Lottery.

Back in the ring, Connor Reese struggles to pull himself towards the ropes and is able to reach them. Holmes lets go at the count of 3 and starts to stomp on his opponent. The ref starts another 5 count and Holmes quickly pulls Reese from the ropes while the ref is counting and lands a Knee Drop across the chest of him. Holmes hooks the leg for his first cover. 1... 2.. Reese kicks out! Holmes sits Reese up on the mat and applies an Abdominal Stretch. Holmes shakes his head around as he stretches the body of Reese. Connor desperately tries to reach for the ropes, but is too far away. Reese gets an elbow to the face of Holmes and slowly works his way back to his feet. Holmes tries to keep Reese locked in as he tries to break free. Reese gets another clean elbow in and then Hip Tosses Holmes to the mat. Holmes gets to his knees, but Reese keeps him to the mat with a kick to the side of the head. Reese continues to keep Holmes grounded with stomps to the chest. The ref counts up to 4 and then pulls Reese off of Holmes. Reese is irate as he yells at referee James Aubrey. Reese shakes it off and helps Holmes up to his feet. Reese sets up Holmes for the Extinction Event and taunts him as he has him locked in a Full Nelson position. Holmes quickly steps on the foot of Reese and then slips behind him, now holding Reese in a Full Nelson position and as he lifts him off the ground and to the mat with the Superiority Execution Suplex. Reese falls to the mat and Holmes rolls him over into the cover. 1... 2... Reese just kicks out! Holmes sits up and licks his lips and rolls over as he watches Reese struggle back to his feet.

Cohen: Holmes is tasting blood right now. He is ready to put this match away and move on to his destiny at Lethal Lottery.

Connor: Holmes has been at the top of his game so far in this match. It would be real damaging to his ego if Connor Reese manages to somehow upset him tonight.

Reese slowly gets to his feet and Holmes is standing behind ready to strike. Reese turns around and Holmes kicks him in the gut and sets up a Piledriver. Holmes has Reese in position for the Imperial Impaler, but "The Next-Generation Superstar" manages to find some strength in his legs and flips Holmes over onto the mat. Reese holds his neck with one arm and then readies his other one Holmes gets back to his feet. He smashes his elbow into the jaw of Holmes, causing him to spin around. Reese follows quickly with a leg sweep, sending Holmes falling to the mat. Reese rises to his feet and cheers really loudly for himself, drawing boos from the crowd. Reese is annoyed by this and shouts back at the audience. He then turns his attention back to Holmes and applies a Chikara Special. Holmes slips free and trips Reese’s leg. Reese crashes face down to the mat again and Holmes straddles over him and grabs his jaw. Holmes has Reese locked in Aristocracy Reigns! Reese struggles and kicks his legs, but soon taps out.

Anderson: Here is your winner, “The Elite” Steven Holmes!

Holmes stands up to his feet and raises his arms to loud boos. He then bows down to the audience and laughs as his brother Erik climbs into the ring with a mic. He hands Holmes the mic, who takes it and then looks down at Conner Reese and motions of Erik to take care of it. Erik bends down and lifts Reese to his feet and tosses him over the ropes and out of the ring. Holmes smiles now and then speaks.

Holmes: Now that’s better. In less than two weeks I will become World Champion. That is not a prediction or an opinion, that is fact. At Lethal Lottery I will defeat “Showtime David Cougar and I will become WZCW Champion because I am better. I am the best wrestler in this company and soon I will finally have what was always destined to be mine. It’s a disgrace that Showtime is still allowed to walk around and call himself a champion here, especially after he heinously assaulted me, knowing full well the consequences he faced. Fortunately I have devised a stipulation that guarantees that I will walk out of Lethal Lottery as champion. Showtime’s anger has been his greatest weakness and I will not let him use it to harm me and escape with my title. So at Lethal Lottery Showtime and I will compete in a regular one on one match, but the stipulation is that if Showtime loses via count out or gets disqualified... he will lose the WZCW Title.

Holmes smiles and the crowd boos, and then breaks out into "Showtime" chants.

At Lethal Lottery, Showtime will not be able to be able to escape the wrath and reign... of Steven Holmes.

Holmes laughs and drops the mic and leaves the ring with Erik close behind. The fans boo loudly and all Holmes can do is smile and wave like royalty at them.

Connor: Blockbuster announcement we just heard Jack. At Lethal Lottery, if Showtime gets counted out, or DQ’s, he will loss the WZCW Title.

Cohen: It’s about time. Showtime has been playing it fast and loose for too long with this company as champion. I for one cant wait for the reign of Holmes.

Connor: It will be an uphill battle for Showtime, but we’ve seen him overcome the odds time and time again and at Lethal Lottery we should expect no less from him.
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We cut backstage and we see Barbosa and S.H.I.T. talking something over in a locker room. Suddenly, Justin Cooper and Alex Bowen explode into the room with a referee. Technosa get into a fighting stance, but Cooper holds up a hand.

Cooper: Cool it Techgross-uh! We'll fight soon enough, but first I need to tell you why we are here.

Technosa don't let down their stance as Cooper continues to speak.

Cooper: We are tired of beating you on a regular basis. We don't want you anywhere near our tag title shot at Lethal Lottery. That is why we are going to send you out of this arena in an ambulance. Then you won't be able to compete at Lethal Lottery, will you?

S.H.I.T. blurts out.

S.H.I.T.: Wager accepted! Odds are in favor of Technosa! However, if we send The Empire away in an ambulance, they must forfeit their shot in the Tag Title Match, confirmed?

Cooper whispers something to Bowen and then they both smile and nod.

Bowen: Yeah, sure. Whatever-

S.H.I.T. and Barobsa lunge at The Empire! Several punches are exchanged and we see Barbosa throw Cooper up against the wall!

Connor: Ladies and gentlemen, a brawl has started between these two teams, but they have match coming up. Hopefully some officials can break this up before their match begins after the break! Don't go away!

 

[Ty Burna]

Connor: Welcome back to Ascension 63, we’re mere moments away from a rematch from All or Nothing as The Empire takes on the tandem of Barbosa and S.H.I.T. Before the break we saw the two teams exchanging blows, but now let’s send it up to Selena Anderson for the introductions:

Stood in the centre of the ring is Selena Anderson with a beaming grin. She holds a mic and puts it to her mouth, prepared to introduce the participants:

Anderson: This next bout is a tag team contest set for one fall; introducing first at a combined weight of 481 pounds the team of Justin Cooper & Alex Bowen; THE EMPIRE!

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As the theme heralds the coming of the Empire there is a delay. This draws boos from the crowd, boos which only serve to grow louder as neither Cooper nor Bowen enter the arena. The theme stops as mass confusion overcomes Ascension.

Cohen: What’s with the delay? Are they still in the back? Surely Empire want to vanquish their arch-foes?

Connor: We apologise ladies and gents for the delay here--

Just then, Justin Cooper comes flying through the curtain. He crawls away on all fours, but then Alex Bowen follows suit landing next to his partner. Then their opponents Barbosa and S.H.I.T. emerge to a mass reaction. The crowd roars, delighted with the arrival of the popular duo. Barbosa goes straight for Cooper while S.H.I.T. attacks Bowen. Cooper tries to sneak a low-blow in on Barbosa, but the bi-polar superstar grabs the arm before the low hit can occur. A look of fear strikes the face of Cooper and Barbosa picks him up and onto his feet. He follows up with a swift and vile STO! The crowd gasps as Cooper’s skull strikes the metal ramp. Elsewhere S.H.I.T. is trading shots with Bowen. The former Mayhem Champion appears to have the advantage for a moment and he smirks, but the expression changes. A nerve hold is applied from the mechanical marvel and Bowen is in excruciating pain suddenly. The referee for this contest beckons for more officials to assist him in ending the violence before permanent harm can occur, but as soon as he goes to bring Barbosa off of Cooper, the unstable former Heavyweight Champion shoots him a look that would stir fear in the hardest of men.

Connor: The referee is backing away from the monstrous Barbosa and can you blame him?

With the official distancing himself, Barbosa resumes work on Cooper and picks him up, placing him in a front-face-lock position and dropping him into a DDT! But he doesn’t stop there, rolling through for a second; Duplicity! He releases Cooper who appears out of it. Other WZCW officials have entered the arena now in a desperate bid to free Alex Bowen from the nerve hold that S.H.I.T. has him in, something that they appear successful in doing...but only until S.H.I.T. lifts Bowen up. This followed by Cooper’s corpse careening into Bowen off of a variation of the Mood Stabilizer from Barbosa! The officials try to restrain Barbosa and S.H.I.T., but their overwhelming power is too great and with little effort they break free, this time swapping partners. Barbosa lifts Bowen up and in the same vein he saw off Tucker Graham two years prior, he casts the hardcore superstar off the stage with a huge Mood Stabilizer! Bowen smacks into the equipment hard as it starts sparking like mad. A large portion of the officials jump down to attend to the clearly injured Bowen. Barbosa merely tilts his head a little to the right, largely stoic in his expression until he unleashes a furious howl like some sort of mad beast! What is more disturbing is that the arena cheers this behaviour!

Cohen: How can these blood-thirsty buffoons cheer such a destructive act?

Having seen his partner’s example, S.H.I.T. wonders what he should do with Cooper. He calculates what options he has and decides a simple tossing off the stage will suffice for now as he throws the former Elite X Champion into a large amount of equipment below and much like Barbosa’s victim in Bowen; Cooper’s body too is surrounded with electrical sparks and such. The fans cheering only increases further. Another section of the WZCW officials jump down to tend to Cooper. By now a medical team are lifting Bowen up and putting him onto a stretcher. Barbosa watches silently as he receives a scolding from a WZCW agent. He isn’t paying attention and a smile creeps onto his face as he starts to laugh at the misfortune of his nemesis. S.H.I.T. raises his arms to receive a roar of approval from the crowd.

Connor: The Empire has crumbled!

Cohen: Really CC? At a time like this you choose to make jokes. I’m disgusted by this behaviour and I sincerely hope these two men are suspended!

As another medical team comes to tend to Cooper, the remaining WZCW staff push Barbosa and S.H.I.T. out to the back to takes them away from the destruction sight. The crowd is in a frenzy of cheers as their two ‘heroes’ leave, the Empire broken, beaten and conquered.
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The camera shows Rush and Sam Smith sitting in their locker room. Smith is still in the process of getting ready for his match, Rush is clad in a brown suit.

Rush: You can do this tonight. Constantine isn't even in your league.

Smith finishes lacing his boots before speaking.

Smith: I know I can do this. I'll handle my business tonight and we can get back on track. Your loss to Showtime last night was a simple fluke. We are still the most dangerous force in this company and we will prove it. Tonight when I beat Constantine and further solidify my status as the greatest Elite X champion in history...

Rush: ...and at the Lethal Lottery when one of us wins and goes onto Kingdom Come to win the World Title.

Smith begins to tape up his wrists as he nods.

Smith: We will watch this company burn.

 

[Ty Burna]

We cut backstage and we see an entourage of medics pushing two stretchers down a hallway. A disoriented Alex Bowen and Justin Cooper are on the stretchers. The medics quickly rush to a parking lot where an ambulance is waiting. Suddenly, we see Constantine enter into the camera view. He begins yelling from outside the ring of medics who surround the stretchers.

Constantine: You two are suppose to be my bishops? You two are nothing! Lower than peasants or peons!

One of the medics instruct Constantine to step back. Constantine just shrugs him off. The medics proceed to load Cooper and Bowen into the back of the ambulance.

Constantine: Don't bother coming back Cooper! I don't want to see your face again Bowen! You are not fit to be in my Empire!

With that, the doors close on the back of the ambulance. The ambulance turns on its sirens and begins to drive away as Constantine watches with cold eyes.

Constantine: Neither of you are fit to be my partner.

We get a close up of Constantine's evil smiling face as the camera fades to black.
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Anderson: The following contest is a handicap match scheduled for one fall!

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The crowd cheers loudly for the lone wolf as El Califa comes running out from the back, nodding his head to the music. He looks out to the audience before sprinting down the ramp, slides underneath the bottom rope and quickly hops on one of the turnbuckles, removing his hood as he continues to nod his head to the beat.

Anderson: Introducing first, from Culiacan, Mexico, weighing in at 180 pounds; El Califa Dragón!

Connor: I hate these matches - it's unfair that the Dragón has to fight alone against the two men who honestly believe that El Califa is Ty Burna.

Cohen: This match wouldn't have happened if El Califa didn't want to compete in it and he seems to be more than happy right now. I guess he just wants to get rid of this issue once and for all.

Connor: That's what I'm afraid of - if he loses or gets double-teamed to have his mask removed...

Cohen: It's probably the only way to know for sure though.

El Califa stands in the middle of the ring, ready to compete. He awaits the arrival of his opponents as his music dies down. The crowd tries to begin an "El Califa" chant to showcase their support but they are interrupted by his opponent's theme.

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Heavy boos are heard throughout the arena as Chris K.O slowly walks out onto the stage, staring at El Califa for a while. He stops on the top of the ramp before doing his crucifix pose, walking down the ramp exclaiming that tonight is Ty's undoing.

Anderson: His opponents, first, from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, weighing in at 232 pounds; Chris K.O!

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Anderson: And his tag team partner, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 215 pounds; Drake Callahan!

More boos continue to rain down upon this team as Drake Callahan emerges from the back, not taking his eyes off Califa as he walks down. He meets Chris K.O halfway down the ramp and the two men shake hands as they both look at Califa who is bouncing around in the ring, urging both men to get in the ring. Instead of doing so, they remain on the ramp discussing with each other.

Connor: I don't know what there is to discuss as this should be an easy match for these two to figure out.

Cohen: They're not discussing match strategy, CC. Any money they are figuring out the best way to expose El Califa tonight before the Lethal Lottery.

The two men begin heading down to the ringside, separating by going two different ways. They wait on the opposite sides outside of the ring, "surrounding" the ring as best as they can. Califa keeps moving his head, keeping his eye on both men. He continues to urge them into the ring.

Cohen: It seems he has a death wish.

Connor: I'd call him a proud fighter, wanting to defend his name.

Callahan slowly climbs up on the apron and looks to enter the ring, catching the attention of El Califa as K.O slides into the ring from behind and charges at Califa. However, Califa hears the charging feet of K.O, turning around and delivering a surprise punch to K.O, knocking him down. Callahan goes to enter the ring but Califa delivers a knee strike to knock him off the apron. The referee Keith Morse, stops Califa from doing an more offense, allowing K.O to get up. He tries to go after Califa but prevents him from doing so, pushing both competitors back before signalling for the bell, allowing both wrestlers an equal advantage.

As soon as Morse clears away, K.O goes for a strike but Califa ducks, hitting a front dropkick as K.O turns around, knocking him back into a corner. Almost instantly, Califa goes into the violent flurry, doing his best to inflict as much damage as possible early on. K.O staggers out of the corner as Califa rebounds off the ropes, hitting a headscissors face plant, transitioning it into an armbar where Califa wrenches back as far as he can, putting as much pressure as he can early on. K.O is too fresh and is easily able to crawl to the ropes and grab the bottom rope. Califa instantly breaks the hold before the referee can warn him, dragging K.O back to the middle and putting the armbar back on. K.O lets out a scream in pain as Califa really pulls back, trying to get the early tap.

Connor: Great strategy by Califa. Get the win early.

Cohen: And if that doesn't work, he has definitely weakened K.O's sword arm, potentially removing a finisher from this match.

Callahan has finally recovered from that spill and he slides into the ring, breaking up the armbar and delivering a couple of kicks before the referee can force him back into his corner, ordering him to get on the apron and wait for the tag.

Cohen: But the one flaw of focusing too much on one opponent can open up opportunities for the other. Califa has got to do some serious management here.

Califa is able to get up and stares at Callahan for a second before going over to K.O who is almost at his feet, holding his arm. Califa picks him up and goes to whip him but K.O manages to reverse, sending Califa for the ride. K.O attempts a strike of his own but Califa ducks, springboarding off the ropes and dives at K.O. He ducks as well but Califa flips over, performing a sunset flip on K.O... 1... 2... kick-out by K.O. Both men get up at the same time with K.O able to tag his partner into the match. K.O rolls to the outside as Callahan gets into the ring, charging at Califa. The fresh pair of legs doesn't work as Califa is ready, hitting a hurricanarana on Callahan. Califa runs at a turnbuckle and jumps onto the second rope, turning around as Callahan gets up. He leaps and manages to connect with a tornado DDT on Callahan, sending him across the ring towards his corner. Callahan is taken aback by this as Califa stands strong in the ring, using the ropes to get to his feet. Him and K.O discuss for a second as Califa is eager to continue. The discussion takes too long for Califa who heads towards the corner. Callahan immediately uses the corner to lift himself up and double boot Califa in the face, causing him to stagger backwards. Callahan charges at Califa, connecting with a big boot to knock Califa to his knees, allowing Callahan to quickly hit a snap DDT. The crowd boos as Callahan sits up with a smirk on his face before standing up and tagging in K.O as Callahan gets on the apron. Chris instantly goes to a mounted position and begins pummelling Califa with shot after shot until the referee pulls him off, warning him for using such a tactic. This gives time for Califa to get to his feet using the ropes but as he turns around, K.O is there to deliver a running knee strike, causing Califa to hunch over on one knee. K.O lifts up the chin of Califa and hits a European uppercut on Califa before going for a pin... 1... 2... kick-out as K.O immediately tags Callahan back in.

Connor: And this is where it comes one-sided.

Cohen: If Califa is really Ty Burna, it should be easy for him. I can't remember anyone winning a handicap match recently apart from Ty.

Callahan performs his signature standing shooting star into standing moonsault combination before taunting about his excellent prowess and going for the pin... 1... 2... kick-out by Califa. Callahan goes over to K.O and tags him back in, stalking Califa as he gets up. As he does, K.O runs off the ropes and connects with a spinning wheel kick. He covers... 1... 2... kick-out. Again, K.O. tags back in his partner who goes to Califa, picking him up and delivering a belly-to-back suplex. Callahan covers... 1... 2... kick-out once more. He doesn't seem to be too happy about the constant 2 counts and complains to the referee who explains that there has yet to be a 3. Callahan gets up and shakes his head as Califa gets to his feet, sneaking up on Califa from behind to hit a tiger suplex... 1... 2... kick-out again by the masked man. Callahan throws his hands up in the air, looking at K.O in disbelief. He yells at Callahan to concentrate as Drake gets to his feet, bringing up Califa as well. He hits a forward Russian legsweep and covers but only gets the dreaded 2 count. Callahan is really angry now and smacks the ground, yelling at the ref to count properly. He gets up, picking Califa along with him and signals for the finish, despite the objections from K.O who is begging for a tag. Callahan ignores and looks to set up for his brainbuster finisher but as he lifts Califa up, he slides around the back, takes out the back of Callahan's knees and goes for La Magistral Cradle. As soon as goes for it, K.O gets into the ring... 1... 2...

Just as the final count and/or K.O was about to break up the pin, the lights go out and the arena is filled with complete darkness. The action in the ring has ceased as no movement can be heard. Only the flashes of cameras from the crowd can be seen.

Cohen: What the hell is happening?

Connor: Looks like we might have lost power.

Cohen: Or did someone else manipulate the lighting again?

After a moment of no lights, they come back on to see El Califa standing on the top of the ramp, standing perfectly still with his arms folded, staring into the ring where Callahan/K.O are in the middle of, letting down their guard as they realise where Califa is. The referee has no idea what to make of it but since the match is still going, he begins to count-out Califa, awarding the win to Callahan & K.O.

Despite the win, they don't seem too happy with what is going on. Califa then pulls out a microphone from his folded arms and looks to speak.

Califa: You two have been meddling in my affairs long enough!

The sound of Califa's voice seems to confuse Callahan & K.O as it appears to be a few pitches lower, causing Califa's voice to sound deeper than normal.

Califa: At the Lethal Lottery, I want a match in an environment that I feel is appropriate, a Mexican Death Match... but it is up to you to decide which one of you will accept the challenge. This façade ends at the Lethal Lottery.

Callahan & K.O turn to each other, unable to make of the situation. They begin discussing, talking for a few seconds before Drake Callahan steps forward and points to himself, yelling towards Califa that he will be the one to end this. Instead of staying in the ring however, Callahan exits and attempts to go after Califa. As he does, the lights go dim and white static lights begin, although this doesn't stop Callahan. As soon as Callahan is nearly up the ramp, a explosion of fire from the stage sets off, causing Callahan to stagger back instantly. As the explosion settles, we see a symbol of fire burnt into the ground and Califa is nowhere to be seen. Callahan looks around and doesn't see Califa although his attention is solely focused on the symbol.

Connor: Something doesn't seem right with Califa - his voice was deeper and there was a less of an accent in his voice.

Cohen: Maybe because he is deciding to show his true colours. This seems like the work of Ty Burna to me, all but confirming he is...

Connor: I don't think it's that, Jack. I think Califa might be... possessed...
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We return from commercial and we cut to Leon Kensworth standing backstage, next to John Constantine.

Kensworth: Constantine, it was only moments ago that you saw Alex Bowen and Justin Cooper being carted off by medical personal and you denounced them, letting it be known that they are no longer fit to be part of your Empire.

Constantine: Leon, Leon, they were simply a means to an end. I used them to help me secure my Elite X title shot tonight, and then cast them aside like the peasants they were. They were unfit to serve. The Empire however, has not fallen, I have simply cut loose the dead ends. Now my kingdom is free to grow, free to evolve into a force that will rule this entire company. Starting with my inevitable victory over Sam Smith tonight.

The two men begin to go their separate ways when Constantine turns around.

Oh and Leon, when I win and become champion, you will refer to me as Sire, or you will face the consequences.

 

[Ty Burna]

Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest will be no holds barred, and is for the WZCW Elite X Championship!

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Anderson: Introducing first, the challenger, The King's Court, weighing in at 265lbs, "The King", John Constantine!

The music plays for a few seconds before Constantine emerges from behind the curtain. He stops at the top of ramp, extending his arms and soaks in the boos of the crowd. He proceeds to the ring, giving some fans a foul look before he steps into the ring.

Connor: The challenger, John Constantine, has to be feeling a bit of confidence tonight. Just a few weeks ago he bested Smith in one on one competition.

Cohen: He is also coming off a loss last week to Mikey Stormrage, a man Sam Smith beat one on one in the recent past.

Connor: This is wrestling Jack, you should know that A plus B doesn't always equal C.

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Anderson: And his opponent, from Washington, D.C. weighing in at 235lbs, he is the WZCW Elite X Champion! "The Assassin" Sam SSSSSSSSSmith!

Smith emerges from behind the curtain, the Elite X title draped over his shoulder. He poses on top of the ramp, allowing the crowd to shower him with boos. He makes his way to the ring, neither he nor Constantine taking their eyes off each other. Smith makes his way through the ropes and stands in front of his foe, raising his title in triumph before handing it off to the ref.

Connor: It appears that Smith isn't short on confidence tonight either.

Cohen: Why should he be? He is coming off a solid win over Mick Overlast and he is arguably the greatest Elite X champion this company has ever seen.

Referee Dillon Morse finishes reminding both men that the match will be no holds barred and he calls for the bell. The two combatants immediately rush to the center of the ring and grapple for supremacy. After some jockeying, the larger Constantine uses his strength advantage to gain control and apply a wrist lock. He uses it as leverage to transition into a hammerlock. He wrenches on the arm as Smith tries to fight away. Smith manages to get to the ropes, but the ref reminds him of the stipulations. The challenger takes advantage of the confusion, releasing the hold and clotheslining Smith in the back of the head. Smith falls into the ropes, and Constantine follows up with a chop block, taking the champ off his feet. The challenger stomps away as Smith tries to get back to his feet. The former King for a Day relents just enough for Smith to regain his footing. He then grabs Smith and prepares him for a suplex. He lifts the champ straight into the air, holding him for a few seconds in an impressive display of strength. He slams the champ down, floating over into a pin, 1...2...and Smith kicks out.

Connor: The challenger in control early, not making life easy on the champ.

Cohen: If this keeps up we could have a new champion, but Smith didn't get to where he is without overcoming some adversity along the way.

Constantine grabs Smith by the head, lifting him to his feet. He starts to throw punches, staggering Smith. He continues the barrage, again backing Smith into the ropes. A swift kick into the gut doubles the champ over, allowing Constantine to plant him with a DDT. He again makes the cover, 1...2...and again a kick out. A frustrated Constantine stomps on Smith, before kicking him out of the ring. The challenger makes his way onto the apron and down the steps. As he approaches Smith he is suddenly hit the a blast of foam from a fire extinguisher! As he tries to clear his vision and regain his bearings, Smith charges and takes his opponent down with a vicious clothesline. Smith rolls his opponent back into the ring and attempts a cover, 1...but Constantine powers out. Smith keeps on the offensive however, stomping away at the leg of the challenger. As Constantine crawls backward, toward the turnbuckle, Smith keeps up the pressure. As they reach the turnbuckle, the challenger tries to pull himself up, but the champ grabs his legs, and throws him back to the mat. As Constantine grabs his leg in pain, Smith ascends to the the top rope.

Cohen: I told you Smith wouldn't go away without a fight.

Connor: He is certainly turning the tide, and this high risk move could really shift momentum.

Smith flies off the top rope, dropping an elbow onto Constantine. He attempts a cover, 1...2...and Constantine gets a shoulder up. Smith gives the ref a look before rolling out of the ring. He lifts the ring skirt and begins to look for some toys. He pulls out a trash can lid and throws it into the ring. He continues to search, finding a kendo stick. Before he can make use of it however, Constantine takes him out with a baseball slide. He stays on the offensive, slamming the head of Smith into the barricade. He then throws the champ back into the ring, before walking to the announcer's desk. He grabs a chair and rolls back into the ring. He checks on Smith, who is crawling on his hands and knees. He takes the chair and wedges it in the corner between the second and third turnbuckle. Satisfied with his work, he goes to grab Smith, but he runs into a trash can lid to the face! It staggers Constantine, but he doesn't go down. Smith hoists him onto his shoulders, looking for Nightfall. He throws him, connecting with a ferocious knee. Smith goes for the cover, 1...2...and Constantine somehow kicks out!

Connor: Somehow, Constantine managed to kick out of Nightfall! I don't think it connected cleanly.

Cohen: We will have to look at a replay, no one kicks out of Nightfall.

As Smith slams his hands on the mat in frustration, the split screen shows the replay. The replay shows the knee connecting not to Constantine's face, but to his chest. As the screen returns to normal, Constantine is gasping for air, but has managed to roll onto his hands and knees. Smith slaps the challenger on the back of the head and proceeds to position him on his knees. He hits a sharp kick to the chest of Constantine. He loads up and hits a second. As Constantine's chest reddens from the kicks, Smith hits a third, before loading up a final kick to the head. Constantine ducks the kick however, causing Smith to lose his balance. Constantine gets to his feet and connects with a headbutt. He grabs Smith by the arm and Irish whips him into the ropes. The champ rebounds and attempts a cross body, but Constantine shows off his impressive strength, catching Smith. He walks to the center of the ring, before tossing Smith with a fallaway slam. Constantine approaches his foe, and lifts him from behind, looking to hit Collateral Damage. As he swings Smith upward, Smith is able to slip away. He kicks the back of the leg of Constantine, before grabbing him by the back of the head and throwing him into the steel chair wedged in the corner. Smith signals that he is ready to end it and Constantine from the corner. He grabs his legs and locks in a sharpshooter. Constantine grimaces in pain as Smith keeps the hold locked in. The ref is knelt next to the two combatants, asking Constantine if he wants to quit. He shakes his head no and begins to crawl to the ropes.

Connor: Constantine doing his best to fight through the pain, but you have to think he will tap soon.

Cohen: He needs to just tap. He can't use a rope break to save himself.

Constantine reaches the ropes, still in incredible pain. Using what strength he has left he begins to crawl under the bottom rope, out of the ring. Constantine has his hands on the arena floor when Smith releases the hold. As Smith rolls out of the ring, Constantine swings the kendo stick Smith found earlier. The stick connects with the champ's arm, but causing him to retreat far enough for his opponent to stand. The King swings again, this time connecting across the midsection of the champion. A third shot, this time across the back, causes the stick to splinter. With Smith using the barricade to support himself, Constantine charges and connects with a wicked spear, sending both men through the barricade!

Cohen: Holy shi...

Connor: My Lord, what an impact! Constantine has speared Smith clear through the barricade!

Both men are down with both ringside paramedics and security rushing to check on the two. As they fight to clear the area of fans, Constantine begins to stir. He shoves the medical personal aside and grabs Smith by his head and trunks and drags him back to ringside. The ref, who had gone to check on the competitors, slides back in the ring just ahead of Smith, who is rolled into the ring by the challenger. Almost drained, Constantine slides in and drapes an arm over Smith, 1...2...and Smith gets a shoulder up!

Connor: Love them or hate them, their is no quit in either of these men tonight.

Cohen: These men going to hell and back for the gold. I'm damn privileged to get to call this match.

Both men are stirring and reach their feet simultaneously. They begin to trade weak blows, each man haven given his all. Back and forth they go until they Constantine connects with a headbutt that causes Smith to stumble and fall to his hands and knees. He does however grab the chair from earlier and stands and swings as Constantine approaches. The swing however is wide. As Smith turns back around Constantine catches him with a thunderous twisting spinebuster, Axis of Evil! Into the cover, 1...2...3!

Anderson: Here is your winner, and NEW, WZCW Elite X Champion, Constantine!

Connor: We have a new champion! Smith had an excellent run, but finally Constantine has gold around his waist.

Cohen: A hell of a fight Cat. It is matches like this that make me love my job.

Connor: The fans letting both men know they respect the effort as they cheer for two of the more unfriendly members of the roster.

The fans applaud out of respect for the effort of the two men, as Constantine is barely able to stand as the ref hands him his newly won title. Constantine walks to the corner and with one hand holding the rope to support himself, raises his title in the air as the copyright information airs and the shows goes off air.

 

[Ty Burna]

Who wrote what:

Yaz: Sam Smith vs. Constantine, Segments
Kermit: Segments
FunKay: Barbosa/S.H.I.T. vs. The Empire
Ty: Opening, Arranging Ascension
Showtime: Steven Holmes vs. Connor Reese
Falkon: El Califa vs. Drake/Chris K.O.


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