Christmas Chaos : 12/15/20

As the crowd is chanting REVOLUTION and RW, the bell sounds as the night begins. [Ding! Ding! Ding!] Inside the ring are both Alara Miles and the referee assigned to the match, MIKE D. The camera feeds cuts to inside the ring focused on the two.

Alara Miles: Your opening match for Christmas Chaos is a tag team match scheduled for One Fall! [The crowd loudly repeats ONE FALL]. Introducing first making his way to the ring from Topeka, Kansas and weighing in at Two Hundred and Forty pounds (240 lbs.), he is BROTHER ZEKE!!

O Fortuna plays over the PA system and the arena goes dark. Once the arena goes dark, a single spotlight appears on the entrance ramp and out walks Zeke. The tron shows the words, He is risen with a cross behind them, then transitioning to Brother Zeke. Zeke slowly makes his way down the ring as the spotlight follows him. Halfway down the ramp, the lights suddenly flash on and the arena is light again showing Zeke's face as he smiles wickedly at the crowd. After he makes it to the end of the ramp, he walks over to the steel steps and then makes his way through the ropes and sits down in the corner as his music slowly fades.

Alara Miles: And his tag team partner…

A huge firework streaks across the arena before exploding at the entrance ramp. Pasha emerges and strikes a powerful pose.

Alara Miles: Entering high up from the Caucasus Mountains… weighing 550 pounds… accompanied by his loyal bard, Bohdan… he is “The Starry Plough” and Greatest Lover ... Pasha!

Pasha walks to the ring with long, mighty strides before arriving at the apron. Pasha then pulls himself to the ropes, where he lets his cape drop into his trusty bard’s hands below. He then enters rings spinning with his arms held out straight to a sprinkling of multi-colored sparks above the ring. Pasha goes to his corner ready to crush whomever stands across from him.

Alara Miles: And their opponents making their Revolution debut…

“How Could I just Kill a Man” of the Rage Against The Machine starts to play as the fans can hear the motorcycles of the Cowgirls From Hell. Zack’s voice fills our ears.

“Hey, don't miss out on what you're passing
You're missing the hootah of the funky Buddha
Eluder of the fucked up styles that get wicked
So come on as I start to kick it”

The fans turn their attention to the entrance way as the sound of motorcycles is heard. Meghan rides a 2005 Heritage black and white Softail while Tamika rides her ‘98 all black Sportster; both with cFh airbrushed onto their tanks with the cow skull in the centre. Meghan to the right and Tamika to the left as the Cowgirls hit their throttles and head towards the ring.

“'Cause we're like outlaws stridding
Suckers are hiding
Jump behind the bush
When they see me driving by
Hanging out my window
And my magnum taking out some putos”

The Cowgirls ride each side of the ring, meeting around the other side.

Alara Miles: Making their way to the ring they are the tandem of Meghan Nash Strader and Tamika Nash Strader.... THE COWGIRLS FROM HELL!!!!!!!

“Acting kinda loco
I'm just another local kid
From the street getting paid for my vocals
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man”

The Strader women kick down their kickstands and shut off the ignitions on their Harley’s as they climb into the ring.

Crowd:
CFH! CFH! CFH!

“Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand”

The music stops as Tamika takes the corner turnbuckle as Meghan takes the ring as they await the match to start.

Trey: Here we go with our first match of the night. It’s a tag team match seeing Pasha and Brother Zeke against the newcomers, Cowgirls From Hell.

Case: Cowgirls here in Revo1?

Trey: Yes, they’re sisters. That’s Meghan and Tamika.

Case: Let’s see what they got. Looks like, who is that?


Trey: That is Meghan who’s starting things off with the behemoth Pasha.

Pasha looks over at Bohdan with a laugh just as the bell sounds [Ding! Ding! Ding!] and Meghan runs at Pasha. Leaping up with an apparent dropkick, she connects with his belly and bounces off. The crowd boos as she lands and Pasha turns to Brother Zeke as to gloat. In the ring comes Tamika who runs over and hits a double ax handle to the back of Pasha. Sending him forward, he is sent through the ropes but not before Brother Zeke makes a blind tag. The referee sees the tag.

Case: What just happened? Meghan is legal and Tamika is still in there. Mike, do your job! Get her out of there!

As Pasha is on the ground being attended to by Bohdan, Meghan and Tamika double team Brother Zeke. Mike, the referee, is checking on Pasha through the ropes while behind him, Meghan hits Brother Zeke with her Don’t F%^$ With Me low blow.

Trey: She just hit a low blow behind the referee’s back.

Case: If the referee doesn't see it, it didn’t happen.

The crowd cheers as now Brother Zeke is laying on the mat holding between his legs. Meghan drops a leg drop just as Tamika jumps off the top turnbuckle hitting a 5 Star Frog Splash.

Trey: Ride or Die!

Case: Meghan hit a leg drop and Tamika just crashed onto Brother Zeke with a 5 Star Frog Splash.

Tamika sticks the landing and covers Brother Zeke as Meghan quickly jumps through the ropes and stands on the apron as Mike counts. The crowd counts along [1...2...3]. The bell sounds [Ding! Ding! Ding!] and How Could I Just Kill A Man by Rage Against The Machine plays again as the crowd cheers wildly with whistles and faint boos. Bohdan enters the ring and helps roll out Brother Zeke to the floor as the Cowgirls from Hell celebrate their win.

Alara Miles: Here are you winners...Meghan and Tamika...The Cowgirls from Hell!!

Trey: We have two new comers to Revolution One Wrestling and it doesn’t get much better than this on one of the biggest shows of the year. They will see big lights, loud fans, and the ire of defeat for one of them.

Case: Trey, that’s true and one of them will feel the taste of victory. I’m looking forward to this one.

The arena goes black, as a music box is heard playing as the screen begins to flicker. A pair of heels are heard clicking along the ground, as the screen turns on and a music box is shown on the screen. The music box keeps playing as a woman approaches it, looking down at it tilting her head to the left, then to the right. She immediately grabs the lid and slams it, as it fades back into the arena, and a woman shouts over the PA System.

“Shatter Me!”

Just then "Lollipop" by Rage of Light kicks in and from behind the curtain emerges none other than Kamila Rose.

Alara Miles: Entering the arena right now...from London Ontario Canada...weighing in at 120 Pounds...Kamila Rose!!

She has a serious yet stern look on her face as she walks down to ringside. Some fans are cheering her, but the overwhelming boos seem to be drowning them out. She gives one fan a cold glare before looking on to the ring as she makes her way down the aisle.

She marches up the ring steps and steps between the ropes. She gets up on the second rope spreading her arms apart, not caring for the negative fan reaction.

She gets off the ropes, taking off her ring jacket and paces around the ring ready for the match to begin.

Trey: Kamila has an amazing entrance. I’m going to expect great things.

Bonnie Tyler's "Ravishing" begins to belt out is jamming piano opening when Portia Alexander bolts through the curtain pumping her fist in the air to virtually no ovation.

Seeming undeterred, Portia pumps her fist in the air, all smiles bobbing her head to her theme music as she makes her way to the ring. Hopeful she looks into the crowd hoping for anyone looking for the coveted hand slap. While a few children oblige, restoring her faith, Portia charges up the ring steps before tossing off her brother's jean jacket and stepping through the ropes.

Case: She quick to the ring and quick to the action. She’s not waiting for the bell to ring.


Portia pretended to go to the opposite corner and Kamila turns to look at the crowd as she does so Portia goes running towards her and hits her in the middle of the back. The momentum pushes her into the corner and Portia grabs her by the hair.

Portia uses her grip of head and pounds The Cub’s head into the top turnbuckle as the crowd begins to chat with each blow.

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Portia releases the back of Kamila’s hair and she stumbles backwards dazed. Portia quickly jumps up to the top turnbuckle and jumps with a missle drop kick to Kamila forcing her to the canvas. As Kamila hits the canvas she begins rolling to the opposite of the ring just under the bottom rope.

Trey: Portia is on fire!

Case: She’s definitely got the momentum going for her.

Portia grabs the top rope and uses it as leverage to push Kamila off the canvas and onto the ground below. Portia then stands waiting for Kamila to stand.

Kamila starts getting to her feet and Portia runs across the ring and rebounds off the ropes and dives through the middle and top rope onto Kamila knocking her back into the guardrail.

Portia gets to her feet and begins throwing her arms into the air as the crowd begins getting behind her. Two young girls in the front row begin a chant.

“PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA!”

Several fans nearby begin chanting with the two girls and Portia walks over and gives the two girls high fives.

Trey: When’s the last time you’ve seen that during a match?

Case: Never, I’ve never seen someone give a high five in the middle of a match.

Trey: The fans are loving it!

Case: She needs to make sure she stays focused. It’s going to cost her if she’s not careful.

Portia walks over and grabs Kamila by the back of her hair pulling her to her feet. Kamila Rose throws an elbow into Portia’s midsection. Another elbow and another. Portia let’s go of her hair and Kamila grabs her arm and whips her into the steel ring post.

Case: That’s what I’m talking about! She took her mind off the task at hand and it cost her.

Kamila rolls into the ring breaking the referee’s count and immediately roles back out. She grabs Portia and whips her into the ring post again. Portia slumps to the ground. Kamila walks over and grabs the ring bell and walks over towards Portia but the referee rolls out of the ring and pulls it away from her.

Kamila pulls Portia up by the hair and backhand chops her across the chest. The crowd’s response is that of pain as the sound reverberates throughout the arena. Kamila grabs Portia and whips her into the guardrail as the referee turns and he tells Kamila to get back into the ring. She shrugs and rolls back into the ring breaking his count again.

She immediately rolls out of the ring again and knees Portia into the midsection as she was beginning to stand. Kamila Rose then forearms Portia in the back of the neck.

Portia slumbs to her knees and cries out in pain as Kamila then slams her across the face knocking her over off her knees. Kamila then turns to the crowd and raises her arms outward as if saying look at me.

Kamila rolls into the ring breaking the referee’s count and rolls out again.

Trey: I think Kamila plans on keeping this match outside of the ring.

Case: Portia sent it there and then inflamed Kamila into her current actions. She started the match before the bell and now she’s paying for it.

Kamila grabs Portia’s hair and drags her towards the ring and pulling her to her feet. She positions Portia against the ring and then takes her shoulder and drives it into her forcing her back into the ring apron. Portia screams out in pain grabbing her back in agony.

Kamila then slaps Portia in the face again.

Trey: Those physical insults are excruciating.

Kamila rolls into the ring as she grabs Portia’s hair and pulls her onto the top of the ring apron. Kamila grabs Portia and pulls her into a suplex but Portia is able to block it and steps onto the bottom rope and pulls Kamila up into a suplex and drops her over the top rope.

Portia slams her knee into Kamila’s midsection as she’s dangled over the top rope knocking her backwards. Portia then falls off the apron back onto the floor below.

The referee turns and looks at Kamila and then outside of the ring as he begins counting.

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Portia finds her way back onto her feet as Kamila comes running towards her. Portia is able to jump onto the apron and then kicks Kamila in the face as she’s attempting to dive through the ropes. Kamila instantly falls back as her face becomes a bloody mess as the kick busted her nose and split her lip.

Trey: That’s the most savage kick I’ve ever seen!

Case: This ain’t Christmas Chaos for nothing. Her comes a medic to check on her.

Portia is able to roll into the ring and attempts to stand but crumbles back onto the mat. The medic rolls into the ring and quickly checks Kamila’s injuries.

Trey: This match could be over. This is unreal. I can’t remember the last time something like this happened.

Case: It doesn’t look good and Portia is on her back against the ropes still feeling the affects from Kamila’s beating.

Two more officials come running out from backstage with one of them carrying a neckbrace.

Trey: This is looking even worse with each passing second.

Case: Portia is getting to her feet slowly.

As the two official’s make it to the ring Portia is standing looking at everyone standing over Kamila. Concerned she walks over and checks on her opponent.

Case: Portia looks concerned as well. This is a horrible sight.

Kamila looking up see Portia looking over her and raises her hand to her opponent. Portia with a tear in her eye lowers her hand to Kamila.

WHAM!!!

Trey: What the hell!

Portia goes falling backwards as Kamila had grabbed her hand and pulled her into a kick to her face. Kamila then shoves the officials back as she pushes herself to her face. She then takes her arm and wipes it across her face smearing the blood across her arm. She then runs towards Portia with a lariat clothesline knocking her to the mat.

Portia bounces back to her feet and again Kamila takes her down with a lariat. A third time Portia jumps back to her feet and again Kamila takes her down with a third lariat.

Kamila clenches her fist in anger and begins shaking as she grabs Portia bringing her to her feet and sends her flying over the top of her with a German suplex. She turns and grabs Portia again with a German Suplex.

Trey: That injury isn’t taking the fight out of her.

Case: Portia needs to turn things around quickly.

Kamila grabs Portia pulling her to her feet again and Portia reverses into a school boy rollup pin.

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Kamila kicks out and gets to her feet again. Portia kicks her away kicking at her knees and does a roll backwards and then gets to her feet as Kamila comes running towards her.

King's Crown Piledriver

Portia hits her finish out of nowhere and makes the cover!

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DING DING DING

Trey: Where did that come from! I don’t think anybody saw that coming. She battles back out of nowhere.

Case: Portia wins! What a fight! These ladies will be feeling it tomorrow!

Portia quickly rolls to her feet standing looking down at Kamila. Kamila rolls to her side and stares at Portia.

Kamila stands to her feet as the referee is raising Portia’s arm in victory.

Portia steps towards Kamila and puts her hand out in an offer to shakes hands. The crowd goes wild for the move and now even more begin chatting her name.

PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA!

Kamila looks out towards the crowd and back to Portia and slaps her hand away. Portia steps closer and Kamila slaps her across the face. Portia returns the slap to Kamila as the referee gets between the two and the two officials from earlier jump into the ring helping separating the two.

Trey: This has turned into some bad blood for sure.

Case: Folks we’ll be right back.

Trey: What the heck are you so giddy about numb nuts?

Case: Uhhh let's just say I like a great deal of other people are ready to see Austin St. Peters is fixing to get what he has had comin for a while courtesey of THE SENSI!

Trey: Ohh, know something I don't?

Case: HA! UNDERSTATEMENT OF 2020!

Trey: I can see how you would say that seeing how I haven't exactly gone into great detail about how much people don't miss watching you get your ass handed to you on a weekly basis inside of a wrestling ring!

Case: Guess we will see about that shit in a lil while won't we twerp?..But until then you think we could focus on the job we are presently being paid to do?

Trey: FINE! Hopefully you are still able to be so professional after I kick your ass later AMIGO!

Case: Yeah whatever little man! Like I said...MATCH FOCUS NOW!

Trey: Well both wrestlers are in the ring and it looks like ole Sensi Fujiwara looks poised and ready to throw Austin St. Pteres the beating his Dad should have given him at least twice a day when he was younger!

Case: Or like the one I am going to give you a little later on...AHHYOOOOOOO!!!!

Trey: OHHHH WHAT HAPPENED TO PROFESSIONALISM?

Case: SHUT UP AND CALL THE MATCH DUFUS!!!!

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The bell rings and Austin St. Peters walks to the center of the ring and starts mouthing off to John Fujiwara as John just stares that icey cold stare at him while Austin St. Peters just keeps talking and talking. Fujiwara takes one step forward and throws a quick ROUNDHOUSE kick that almost hits Austin right in his head. Austin falls backwards on his ass and then looks up at the ref and demands he check THe Sensi for FOREIGN OBJECTS. The ref looks down and shakes his head but does as suggested and walks over to John Fujiwara and asks to lift his leg so he can check him for foreign objects. Austin St. Peters then uses this distraction to slip out of the ring as we hear him say TO HELL WITH THIS CRAP after his feet touch the mat on the outside. The fans start booing and letting St. Peters have it but he doesn't seem to care in the least...That is until several men come and stand at the foot of the entry way. These men seem to be all of Asian descent as they stand there in silk suits and black thick rimmed sunglasses. Austin St. Peters notices they are blocking his exit as he tries to intimidate them into moving as he yells GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY...I'M WARNING YOU!

Austin St. Peter's decides to try his luck and he attempts to walk passed these men but the one in the middle closesest to St. Peters quickly nails a spinning back kick to St. Peter's stomach! St. Peters bends over clutching his stomach and says FINE! I DON'T HAVE TO GO THIS WAY! The fans then begin to go nuts as Austin St. Peter's goes to glimb the guardrail until more men dressed like the ones in the entry way suddenly appear all over the arena blocking every possible exit Austin St. Peters could possibly make and Austin then proceeds to throw a temper tantrum in the middle of the arena stomping his feet madder than a TREX in a ROWBOAT!!!!

Trey: HAHAHA LOOK AT THIS...NO WHERE TO GO IS THERE AUSTIN? WOMP WOMP!

Case: Yeah as he becomes the first arrogant moron that works for this company that is going to get whats long over due here tonight!

Trey: RIGHT, but I won't have members of the YAKUZA blocking all the exits for you to run out of instead!

Case: Who said these men are Yakuza?

Trey: Ohh right! I get it...We aren't supposed to say that it's racist to assume that the guys who look like Japanese GANGSTERS...ARE FRICKEN JAPANESE GANGSTERS!!

Suddenly the men at the entry way are walking toward Austin St. Peters who starts back peddling and winds up hitting the ring apron where THe Sensi John Fujiwara was waiting for him. Sensi quickly reaches over the top rope and gtrabs Austin St. Peters by his hair and pulls him up on the ring apron. Austin St. Peters is fighting this as much as he can, but John Fujiwara pulls on the top rope slingshotting Austin St. Peters in the ring. Austin St. Peters flips over the top rope and falls right on his ass and shoots right to his feet only to eat a flawless spinning back fist to the face. THe blow knocks St. Peters back in the corner. John Fujiwara then runs in the corner and hits a high running knee right to the jaw of Austin St. Peters. THe moment John Fujiwara lands on his feet he grabs Austin St. Peters hands and judo throws him onto the canvas and goes for an ARM BAR that Austin St. Peters quickly fights his way out of! The fans then boo as they start letting St. Peters have it

AUSTIN SUX
AUSTIN SUX
AUSTIN SUX

Austin St. Peters spends too much time letting the fans get to him as he turns to them and yells for them to shut up. He doesn't even see Sensi John Fujiwara drop down and throw his leg behind Austin leg sweeping him off of his feet and the moment Austin smacks the ground Sensi lifts his leg and drops his heel rght across St. Peters throat as Austin St. Peters sits up clutching at his throat. John Fujiwara then backs up hits the ropes comes back around and NAILS Austin St. Peters with a TEXT BOOK SHINING WIZARD!!!

CASE: AND WOAHHHH SENSI JOHN FUJIWARA just took Austin St. Peters with the TODAY YOU DIE! Which is the most ironic finishing name I have ever heard! Because Trey...Today is also the day you die!

Trey: CASE...Will you please focus damnit there is a match we need to call...

Case: No this one will be over in

The ref drops down to count as THE Sensi covers Austin St. Peter with his right leg as the fans are going nuts

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Alara Miles: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Hardcore Heaven gauntlet match! And it is for the Horrorcore championship!

Fans are HYPED

Alara Miles: introducing first, the man who drew entry number one… Kuroi Hitsuji!

As candles light the ramp "Prometheus(I Am Alive)" by Symphony X begins playing and the crowd erupts as Kuroi Hitsuji emerges through the curtains, head down with his hooded vest pulled up. He slowly walks to the ring and tosses the vest off before sliding into the ring on his stomach then springing back to his feet. He poses in all four corners taking in the admiration of the fans before hopping down and waiting for the match to start.

Trey: An exciting upstart here in Revolution 1. I expect great things from him here tonight as well as going forward!

Case: Maybe, but he’ll have to get through this guy first.

Alara Miles: And his opponent, the man who drew number two… Jace! Knight! Myers!

Bury a Friend by Billie Eilish starts to play on the arena speakers, the lights down in darkness.

When we all fall asleep here do we go?

Jace finally emerges, calm, steady and silent behind by his boss, Dr. Summer Colburn. She on the other hand is bubbly and energetic, almost forcibly so. She has a clipboard with "prescriptions". After sizing up each opponent, the pair confer the prescription she shows Jace is almost always "Put to sleep".

Trey: This big man has exactly what it takes to run the table here tonight.

Case: Except… maybe the stamina...

DING DING DING!

Both men stare at each other for a moment before quickly exiting the ring and checking under the apron.

Case: Here come the toys!

Trey: These men are wasting no time in getting things started!

Myers comes up with a chair and Hitsuji, a kendo stick. They slide back in and stand off in the middle of the ring, daring the other to make a move. Kuroi blinks first, taking a swing with his kendo stick only for Myers to block it with the chair!

Jace goes on the offensive, driving the chair into his opponent’s gut before cracking him across the back with it! Hitsuji crumples down in agony!

Jace smiles. He grabs the fallen stick. He holds both objects in his hands. He begins wildly swinging both of them down onto his opponent! Kuroi covers up but still bears the brunt of the attack.

Myers tosses the objects aside and grabs Hitsuji, hoisting him up with ease. He lifts his opponent up but Kuroi counters with a kick to the big man’s head! Myers drops Kuroi. He lands on his feet and dropkicks the bigger man into the corner!

Hitsuji shakes the cobwebs out and charges. He jumps up and connects with a running high knee. He locks the head and runs out with a bulldog!

The cover!

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Kickout!

Kuroi gets to his feet while Jace crawls over to his chair. He grabs it and jumps up, but Hitsuji is slightly faster and kicks the chair out of his hands!

Kuroi punches Jace! He kicks him in the leg. A kick to the other leg. He lands strike after strike! He hits the ropes and charges at the big man!

...Only to get caught in midair by a stiffasfuck headbutt! Kuroi is wobbly but still on his feet. Myers changes that, dropping him with the Goodnight Nurse knee strike!

The cover!

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HITSUJI ELIMINATED

Trey: And just like that we have our first elimination!

Case: only four more to go.

Dr. Colburn smiles and claps as Jace gets to his feet. A small line of blood runs down his forehead from where his head connected with Kuroi’s. It doesn’t seem to phase him, however. He grabs the steel chair, opens it, and takes a seat, tapping the kendo stick against the ground while he waits.

212 by Azealia Banks hits. Cartier walks out to the ring, eyes set on Myers. She slides into the ring. Myers stands to face her. Cartier starts the trash talk immediately. Myers just smiles and remains silent.

Case: Oh man. This is gonna be fun.

Trey: This match is full of exciting newcomers. Either of these two would be phenomenal champions!

Jace swings first but Cartier ducks, hitting the ropes, and hits a flying dropkick, spilling Myers to the outside! She’s not done there though. Myers lands on his feet but he turns around to see Cartier diving over the top rope onto him, causing them both to tumble to the ground!

Cartier is the first to her feet. She grabs Jace but he overpowers her! He grabs her hair and tosses her into the barricade. He pulls her back to her feet and tosses her into the ring. Myers climbs onto the apron and climbs to the top rope. He goes for a diving headbutt but Cartier pulls the chair Myers had set up in front of her, making the big man collide with the seat of the chair! Myers hits hard on the mat, the stream of blood on his forehead falls a little harder after the collision.

Jace rises to his hands and knees only to be met with a hip attack from Cartier. She looks down at him, only to be distracted by Dr. Colburn on the outside. Cartier turns to look at her, forcing Colburn to stop in her tracks. Cartier bails out to confront her but the doctor begins to circle the ring to avoid her.

Cartier tails her for a few laps before she’s met with a stiff clothesline from Myers! Cartier falls flat on her back and Jace is immediately on top of her. He rains down fist after fist, busting Cartier open as well. He doesn’t stop until Colburn puts a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

Myers gets to his feet and watches as Cartier writhes around for a moment. She rolls onto her stomach and attempts to escape under the ring. Myers smirks and goes back on the hunt.

Jace pulls Cartier out from under the ring, only to be met with a boot to the face. Cartier springs to her feet and connects with a fist that has a thick metal chain wrapped around it!

Case: Oh!

Trey: What a shot!

Myers unconsciously rolls back into the ring, followed by Cartier. She drops the chain in exchange for the bent and dented steel chair.

Myers stands and turns to Cartier just in time for her to throw a chair into his hands and charges in with a Kinshasa knee!

Case/Trey: EMPIRE STATE OF MIND!!!

The cover!

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2!!

3!!!

MYERS ELIMINATED

Cartier holds her head in pain as she stands. A smile crosses her face as she watches Doctor Colburn help her client out of the ring. That smile vanishes when Hello Kitty by Avril Levigne hits and Ginger Snaps bursts out from the back and sprints down to the ring!

Trey: The veteran of the match! Ginger Snaps is here!

Case: She’s just crazy enough to win this match.

Snaps slides into the ring and ducks a clothesline from Cartier. She rebounds and jumps over a spear attempt. Snaps rebounds off the opposite ropes and hits a crossbody! She stays on top of her for a cover!

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Kickout!

Snaps stands up and begins dropping with repeated elbow drops. One after the other after the other! Finally, to top off the flurry of elbows, Snaps places the remnants of the chair onto the stomach of Cartier. She leaps into the air and drops one final big elbow!

She sits up, holding her elbow after the collision with the chair. She goes for the cover!

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Kickout!

Snaps gets up and grabs a chair. She sticks it into the corner, between the top and middle turnbuckle. She turns just in time to see Cartier charging her. Snaps leapfrogs over her. Cartier stops herself just before she collides with the chair. She back kicks Ginger in the gut then jumps on her back, flipping Snaps over with a sunset flip powerbomb!

The cover!

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Kickout!

Cartier scales the first two ropes and stands on the middle turnbuckle. Snaps gets to her feet just in time to get dropped back down with a pair of Meteora knees!

Cartier grabs the chain once again. She stares at it for a moment before a lightbulb goes off in her head. She flips the chain over her shoulder and proceeds to whip the fallen Snaps!

Trey: Jesus Christ!

Case: Kinky.

Ginger shrieks in pain with each strike, her back beginning to form giant, bright red and purple spots. Her body contorts and spasms when Cartier finally ceases her attack.

Cartier smirks as she wraps the chain around both hands and pulls it tight. She stomps on Snaps’ back. As she recoils back, Cartier wraps the chain tightly around Ginger’s neck and pulls tight. Snaps cries out as she tries to reopen her airways but she’s fading fast. Cartier cranks back more and more. Realizing struggling is futile, Snaps begins to claw at the mat, trying to pull herself to the ropes.

Trey: Cartier is ruthless right here! It hurts just watching this.

Case: But look at Snaps, she won’t go quietly into the night either.

Ginger barely makes it to the ropes but the ref reminds her there are no rope breaks! Snaps uses the last of her strength in an attempt to pull herself out of the ring, forcing Cartier off but she just doesn’t make it! She quickly fades before she’s able to escape. The ref raises her arm but it drops, he calls it...

SNAPS ELIMINATED

After her second elimination, Cartier stands on slightly shaky legs and rests in the corner. She rolls her eyes as Amelia Hearts’ entrance music hits.

Trey: Here comes the Goddess of Thunder!

Case: And Rock & Roll!

Been To Hell by Hollywood Undead plays and Hearts steps out, donning her Paul Stanley Starchild face paint. She smirks at Cartier before sprinting down the ramp and hitting the ring.

The two women begin exchanging strikes, going shot for shot. But Cartier’s exhaustion wins out soon enough, allowing Hearts to land one lucky shot, dropping Cartier onto her back.

Hearts smirks again and bails out, taking a look under the ring. She lugs out a table, causing the fans to go crazy at the prospect. Amelia slides the table into the ring and follows it. She goes to pick the table back up but Cartier stops her. She grabs Hearts by her hair and yanks her onto her back. She hits the ropes and recoils with a baseball slide to Amelia’s face!

While on the ground, she rolls out of the ring. She hastily tosses out some items including some trash can lids, more chairs, and an inconspicuous velvet bag. She returns to the ring and circles Hearts for a moment.

Cartier places a trash can lid onto Hearts’ face and viciously stomps down repeatedly. Hearts covers her face in pain while Cartier laughs. She bends down and taunts her by smearing her face paint

Cartier pulls Hearts to her feet into a front face lock. She lifts Amelia into a brainbuster position. She manages to hold her for a moment and walk over to one of the few chairs left in the ring. Only then does she drop Amelia down right onto her head, connecting with the solid steel!

Case: Damn! Hearts has to be done after that.

Trey: The strength of Cartier is unreal!

The cover!

1!

2-

Kickout!

Cartier looks up, shocked. She confirms with the referee that the count was, in fact, two. She smacks the mat in frustration as she stands and makes her way to the top rope. She glares down at Hearts as she jumps, hitting a perfect flip and landing a spectacular moonsault!

Case: Look at that!

Trey: A thing of beauty!

Another cover!

1!

2!!

Kickout!

Cartier sighs in frustration. The tenacity of Amelia already getting to her. She looks down at the fallen woman. A familiar thought runs through her mind as her eyes drift to the chain. She snags the chain and wraps it around her fists again. She climbs onto Amelia’s back and wraps the chain around her neck. But Hearts comes to her senses just in time. She squirms out from under Cartier before she can react and stomps down on her head, sending her facefirst into her own chain!

Hearts gets to her feet, spitting a bit of blood from her mouth as she drags Cartier to her feet. She screams into her face and slaps it as hard as she can. She kicks her opponent in the gut and slams her facefirst onto the table!

Amelia lays Cartier out onto the table. She delivers another stiff strike before beginning to climb to the top rope. The fans erupt into cheers as they anticipate what’s about to happen. She looks down, holds up the devil’s horns, and leaps off, hitting her Stagedive coffin drop!

Case: DAMN!

Trey: Hearts is going all out for this championship!

The cover!

1!

2!!

3!!!

CARTIER ELIMINATED

Amelia sits up in the pile of table shards, clutching her back in pain after the coffin drop. She looks towards the entranceway, awaiting her final opponent.

Kingdom by Downstait hits and out comes Dorian Rhodes. He matches down to the ring, slides inside, and stares Hearts down, allowing her to get to her feet. Once she stands, the ref calls for the bell

DING DING DING!

Dorian strikes too quickly for Hearts to react. He hits her with a palm strike. A punch to the gut. An uppercut to Hearts’ jaw. A punch to the face! Finished off with a spinning heel kick! Amelia goes down!

Case: Damn!

Trey: Exhaustion already showing in Hearts. That’s the advantage of entering this match last!

Rhodes goes for the cover!

1!

Kickout!

Trey: Woah!

Case: No quit in The Nighttime Queen yet!

Rhodes smirks as he sits up. He nods as he stands, grabs a chair, and lines it up with her head. He raises the chair and prepares to strike, but Amelia manages to kick his leg out from under him! He drops the chair as he prioritizes maintaining his balance. Hearts kips up and wraps her legs around his neck, applying a choke of sorts! She brings him down to his knees, only then does she release, backward somersaulting to her feet. She hits the ropes and connects with a running hip attack! She smirks as the fans go crazy for the fan service.

Hearts slowly meanders over to the velvet bag. She unties the string and looks inside. She looks up, a sick smile on her face. She stands up and holds the bag out in front of her. She dumps the contents onto the map and the fans go ballistic when they see the silver raining down…

Trey: Oh no. Those aren’t

Case: Hahaha yes! Thumbtacks!

The glittery silver push pins litter the ground. Amelia turns to Rhodes. She slinks behind him and prepares for a Heartburn kick. She charges but Dorian dodges, just ducking underneath. Hearts looks down at the bottoms of her boots, which are now covered with tacks. He looks with surprise on his face when he finally notices the tacks.

He shakes off the shock and charges at Hearts but she almost counters with a drop toehold but Rhodes just barely keeps his balance, avoiding receiving a face full of pins! Instead, he stomps hard on Amelia’s legs, forcing her to cry out in pain and hold onto one of her ankles.

Dorian claims the kendo stick from one corner and holds it up, as if contemplating what to do with it. Finally, he shrugs and strikes down onto Amelia, cracking her in the ribs with the stick! Hearts clutches her gut

Rhodes growls in frustration. He forces Hearts to her feet and picks her up into a suplex position!

Trey: He’s looking for that brainbuster!

Case: Not quite!

Hearts squirms free from Rhodes and lands on her feet. Rhodes turns around right into a perfect superkick from the Twisted Sister! Hearts wastes no time, she screams Dorian to get up!

Trey: This doesn’t look good for Dorian!

Amelia goes for Heartburn again but Dorian drops underneath and kicks the back of her knee, dropping her down to one knee. Rhodes hits the ropes in front of Hearts and connects with a shining wizard!

The cover!

1!

2!!

Kickout!

Rhodes looks down at Hearts and shakes his head. He gets to his feet and climbs to the top rope. He measures Amelia but she’s just a touch too fast. She gets to her feet, climbs to the top, and suplexes Rhodes off! He flies off back first into the pile of thumbtacks below!

Rhodes writhes in pain as the thumbtacks dig into his back. Hearts looks down, a slight cringe on her face. She steels herself, preparing for another Stagedive…

But before she can jump, she’s forcefully shoved off the top rope to the outside!

Case: What the hell!

Trey: Who is that?!

The hooded figure, wearing a gas mask, jumps down from the apron, sauntering over to Hearts, who is using the barricade to pull herself up. The masked man charges as she stands and connects with a v-trigger knee strike to her face!

He picks her back up and bends her backward, hitting her with a Sister Abigail facebuster! He looks down at her for a moment as a chorus of boos rain down on him.

Trey: What the hell is going on??

Case: Wait, shut up. Look!

The man pulls down the hood and unstraps the mask. He pulls it down to reveal…



Trey: Derrick Vayden?! What is he doing here??

Case: Beating Amelia Hearts down, obviously.

Security surrounds Vayden, who raises his hands in surrender. The officers walk him back up the ramp, the crowd viciously booing all the while, just as Hearts begins to stir. Derrick makes sure to smirk and blow a kiss in her direction as she pulls herself back into the ring…

Right into a Simply Startling DDT from Rhodes!

The cover!

1!

2!!

3!!!

DING DING DING

WINNER: DORIAN RHODES

Dorian Rhodes stands up, wincing with every movement. The referee checks on him as he hands him the championship belt. Rhodes smiles and holds the title up high.

Trey: Just like that, thanks to Derrick Vayden, we have a new Horrorcore champion!

Case: Oh shut up, Dorian did that all on his own! Good for him!

Trey: I don’t even think Dorian knows what happened just yet!

Rhodes continues to celebrate as he exits the ring and walking up the ramp. Pausing at the top, he raises the title high once more.

Alara MIles: The next match is for the INTERNATIONAL TITLE!

Judgement and Punishments kicks in as the fans are booing for this. Outcomes Anya Coyle, looking at the fans as they boo at her. She looks at the fans before flipping her pink hair and walks to the ring with a scowl. People yell at her, but she keeps on ignoring them. She rolls into the ring with the growling part kicking in and lights going around.

Trey: Anya Coyle has looked so amazing in the last few weeks.

Case: Amazing is one word for it. She has a victory over the reigning World Champion.

As the lights dim, the guitar slowly begins to strum a few notes and the crowd begins to go wild. After the verse starts, an excited Sara Cross. As the music continues on to the chorus she hops into a jog down the entrance ramp, high fiving various crowd members as she does so. As the second verse begins, she stops at the end of the ramp and searches for a fan to lend her shirt to. As she does so, she smiles brightly and leaps onto the edge of the ringside, slipping through the middle and top ropes after a few moments of taking in the arena itself.

Trey: Sara Cross has been one hell of a star for us here at Revolution1!

Case: Too bad she bit off more than she can chew with Anya!

The referee holds the International Title high over his head before handing it to the time keeper and calling for the bell to signal the start of the match. Anya and Sara go face to face, nose to nose. Anya mouths off a bit as Sara smirks. Anya slaps Sara as hard as she can. Sara goes to hit a spinning heel kick but Anya ducks it. Sara hits the ropes and takes Anya down with a slingblade. Anya kips up as Sara recoils off the ropes again. Anya kicks Sara in the gut and hits a snap DDT. Sara rolls out of the ring and slides right back in. Sara attempts a neckbreaker but Anya escapes it and rolls out of the ring. Sara hits the ropes and hits a suicide dive on Anya. The fans cheer loudly as we cut to Trey and Case.

Trey: High impact stuff from two women who want to leave nothing in that ring.

Case: Even the fans are on their feet in anticipation of what is to come.

The referee begins his count while Anya and Sara are outside the ring.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...

Anya begins to stir. She slides in the ring as Sara uses the announce table to make it to her feet.

6...
7...
8...

Sara slides in the ring but Anya goes straight on the offensive hitting three or four stomps in succession. She lifts Sara up in a wheelbarrow position looking for her finisher.

Trey: If Anya hits Hell's Fury it will be night night for Sara Cross and her International Title reign.

Case: We can only hope Trey.

As Anya lifts Sara up Sara hits a head scissors takedown. She runs and hits a running senton on Anya. Sara locks in a Sharpshooter. She screams ""Omae wa mou Shinderu" which translates to "You are already dead"

Case: What in the hell did she say?

Trey: My notes say it is from an anime popular in Japan called Hokuto no Ken or Fist of the North Star.

Back in the ring Anya struggles but makes it to the ropes. Sara breaks the hold and heads to the top rope. Anya, quickly, makes it to her feet. As Sara turns around Anya bounds up the ropes and jumps locking her legs around Sara's neck. She flips hitting a flawless hurricanrana from the top rope. The two ladies hit the mat as the fans chant "Holy Shit"

Case: Holy shit is right. Where did Anya come from there?

Trey: Anya Coyle is one of the fastest members of the roster.

Both women lay on the mat as the referee begins his ten count.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...

Anya Coyle stirs first using the turnbuckles to make it to her feet and break the count. She covers Sara Cross.

1...
2...
3...NO!

Sara kicks out just in the nick of time. Anya, refusing to believe it, covers Cross again.

1...
2...
3...NO!

Cross kicks out a second time as Anya slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair. The referee takes the steel chair away as Anya rakes the eyes of Sara Cross, letting up before the ref turns around. Sara holds her face as the referee checks on her. Anya walks toward Cross but the referee warns her to stay back. Anya puts her hands in the air and backs up a bit before running and stomping on Cross. She lifts Cross up to her feet. Cross fights back hitting three right hands on Anya. Anya goes for a slap but Cross ducks it and comes back with an elbow to the head of Anya. Cross hits two more elbows before Irish whipping Anya into the corner. Anya's back hits the turnbuckles with a thud.

Trey: Anya had control for a bit but the champion is rallying!

Case: Do you ever shut up?

Cross hits a spinning heel kick which crumples Anya to the ground. She covers Anya quickly.

Trey: Quick cover here by Cross.

1...
2...
3..NO!

Case: Anya has a foot on the ropes. Tell me the referee saw that!

Trey: Calm down case this match is continuing!

Anya Coyle rolls out of the ring as she clears the announce table off. Trey and Case scramble to get away as Sara dives out of the ring with a suicide dive. Anya moves as Sara hits the side of the table. Anya lifts Sara to her feet and lays her on the table. She gets under the ring and finds some rope. She proceeds to tie Sara to the table. She heads back into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle. She jumps off hitting a perfect moonsault as she and the champion crash through the table. Anya cuts the rope off of Sara as she rolls the champion into the ring. She covers Cross.

1...
2...
3...NO!

Cross gets a foot on the ropes. Anya, visibly upset, attempts to lift Cross up. Cross rolls her up in a small package.

1...
2...
3...NO!

Anya gets out. Before Cross can get up, Anya hits Hell's Fury and falls on top of Cross.

1...
2...
3...

The bell rings as the referee grabs the title from the time keeper.

Alara Miles: Your winner of the match... AND NEW REVOLUTION1 International Champion.... ANYA COYLE!

We pan back to the ring, and from all the festivity, we first see the uncompromising Case Mitchell limbering up in a ring corner. His Indie trash gear makes Case appear like a wrestler attending a backyard federation’s alumni event. Opposite him, in what can only be described as weekend warrior meets inner city yogi, is his commentary partner, Trey Graham.

Trey Graham: Well folks, we never thought our words could be eaten. I sure as hell didn’t.

Case Mitchell: You are going to eat them! Right down your—

Trey Graham: And as you can see, my partner and I are going to bring tonight’s match to you by the magic of GoPro. Each fighter, like yours truly, will have these draped over our outfits as we compete in a match of words.

Case Mitchell: Last words is more like it, bit—

Trey Graham: And while no one believes a nancy like me can win this. Well, I’d say there’s more power to my punch than my cohort’s love of muscle milk and protein powder.

Case Mitchell: You leave GNC out of this! This is between you and me, Trey. Come to your reckoning!

There’s a bell and Case makes short work of his longtime partner on the mic with a quick takedown. He transitions from that to a side headlock that keeps poor Trey pinned to the canvas.

Case Mitchell: As you can see, a little pressure will take the wind out of him. See how he’s flailing for air—that’s what I want to see.

Trey Graham: I’m not flailing!

Case Mitchell: Just let them do the work for you. Sooner or later, he’s going to either give up or run out of air.

Fans decidedly take to the side of non-athlete and begin chanting “Trey!” in machinegun succession. It begins to wear on the nerves of Case Mitchell so much that his old school heel side erupts from the floor.

Case Mitchell: No! No! Shut up! He wanted to rumble—it’s not my fault he’s not big enough to wear the pants.

Trey attempts a schoolboy, but he can’t get the momentum to pull the stronger calves of his opponent. Case laughs before trapping one of his arms in a loose hold using one of his knees.

Case Mitchell: See, you can’t just hop the barricade and take on the big boys.

Trey Graham: That’s up for debate!

Case Mitchell: Nice job getting in the zingers, but come on man. This is mine to lose. You want to just tap already?

Trey Graham: NEVER!

Case shrugs and then works Trey into a series of whips and runs of the ropes. After passing and sidestepping him, just playing with his food for all the memes, Case does a back body drop that the uninitiated Trey Graham eats like that bag of cement weighing down the back of an 80’s Firebird. After wiping out hard, Trey clutches at his hip as if the same car just plowed through him.

Case Mitchell: Come on, Trey. This was just a joke that got too many legs.

Trey Graham: Shut up….

Case Mitchell: I can’t. Not when you’re hell-bent on making an ass of both of us.

Trey Graham: It’s for the fans! I didn’t do it as a joke, Case!

Case Mitchell: Well… now there’s your problem. The fans are never right. But we all make that mistake the first time we lace our boots. So I’ll give you one more chance at dignity. I’m about to apply a sleeper hold. You just be a good boy and tap, all right.

Trey Graham: Fu—

Case Mitchell: All right people. This has been a nice departure from your usual show. But I’ll tell you what. I’m a merciful fighter. So let’s just give him a chance to apologize.

Case leans down to eye-level with the still writhing lump of humanity that is his in-office rival. Trey winces as the camera gives fans a close-up of his huffing and bloated red cheeks. It then overlays on the Rev1 big screen for all those watching ringside with the label “Case Cam” in bold below.

Case Mitchell: Say you submit, and it’s all over.

Trey Graham: NEVER!

Case Mitchell: Come on, man, this is getting ridiculous.

Trey Graham: I’ll never let a man like you win!

Case Mitchell: So be it.

Case steps over him for some variety of triangle. When he does, and with the biggest wad of his trunks, Trey makes a small package.

1!

2!!

3!!!

The atmospheric intro to Marshmello's 'Fly' begins to play through the arena speakers, as the house lights dim and a purple, aqua and blue light show begins near the entrance way. At first, said light show is illuminating nothing in particular; after a few moments, however, the curtain begins to noticeably stir until, after a few more seconds, a young man emerges from the back. Taking no more than a second to survey the scene in front of him, the youth then promptly crouches, head bowed, clearly waiting for some sort of cue. He remains in this position for several more moments, as the song slowly begins to build to a crescendo, until finally...



'I CAN FLY!!!' 

...he explodes upwards in a leap, arms outstretched!



As the house lights come back up, the youth takes off down the ramp at a run, arms still outstretched to mimick the wings of a plane. He lets as many fans as possible graze his fingers with theirs all the way to ringside, then takes an additional lap around the ring, slapping hands with every child he spots in the front row. Only once this goal is accomplished does he nimbly leap up onto the apron, holding onto a turnbuckle for balance as he steps through the ropes and into the ring. Once inside the squared circle, he continues to limber up until it is time to step forward and face his opponent, to whom he makes a point of offering a sporting handshake before the bell. He then takes his fighting stance, ahead of the start of the match...

Cecilia: There is the Remembrance battle royal winner as well as the longest reigning champion in Revolution1 or Trinity history. Needless to say his resume speaks for itself.

Geri: Yeah but he has never been in a match like this against a sadistic individual like Morbid Dream before.

"Cult of Personality" blares over the PA system as Daniel comes down the entrance ramp. Daniel Dream throws up peace sign as fans wearing his merchadise response by throwing up their own peace sign.

Cecilia: Morbid Dream, the World Champion, looking to continue making a statement here tonight.

Geri: Dream has been through a lot but I don't think he wants to go inside that casket here tonight.

The camera focuses on the casket as the bell rings and Miles kicks Dream in the leg, knocking Dream to one knee. He runs and hits a knee to the face of Dream. Miles stays on the offensive hitting Dream with a leg drop. He rolls Dream into the casket. He attempts to slam the lid shut but Dream catches it. He gets out of the casket and rolls back into the ring. He chases Miles around the ring a bit before being caught with a dropkick which, again, takes the champion off of his feet. Dream rolls out of the ring and begins thinking. Miles leaps over the top rope and hits a suicide dive on the champion, both men fall to the floor.

Cecilia: The challenger is not pulling any punches here tonight.

Geri: The champion is already back on his feet.

Dream grabs Miles by the hair and rolls him back into the ring. Dream stomps Miles a few times. Dream rolls Miles into the casket and rolls out of the ring. He attempts to close the lid but Miles leaps out before the lid shuts on him. He rolls in the ring as Dream gives chase again. Miles slips under the apron. He re-emerges on the other end carrying a fire extinguisher. As Dream rushes toward Miles, Miles sprays the extinguisher in Dream's face. As Dream stumbles back, Miles hits Dream with the extinguisher itself. Miles heads to the top rope as Dream lays on the ground. He hits an inverted corkscrew shooting star press.

Cecilia: TURBULENCE! One of the best moves in all of wrestling.

Geri: He can hit dazzling moves all day but it wont put Dream away. He has to get him into the casket and shut the lid.

Miles drags Dream to the casket and gets the champion to his feet. Dream regains his senses and slams the lid on Miles' head. Dream goes on the offensive and hits an inverted DDT on the challenger. He lifts Miles back up and hits a Spinning lifting DDT, dropping Miles into the casket. He slams the lid but instead of it shutting, Miles' hand catches it. Miles slips out of the casket and back into the ring. Dream follows. Miles runs and tries to hit a dropkick but Dream side steps it. Miles falls to the ground. Dream begins sizing Miles up. He lifts Miles on his shoulders and hits the Go 2 Sleep. Miles lays on the ground as Dream taunts. Dream kicks Miles into the casket and goes to close the lid. It gets caught on the ropes for a second allowing Miles to escape. The referees pull the casket back into place. Miles slips back into the ring using the ropes to stand. Dream runs at him but is met with a kick to the face. Dream stumbles backward and recoils off the ropes. Miles hits him with a bicycle kick. Dream falls to the ground. Miles hits a baseball slide knocking Dream into the casket. Dream stands up.

Geri: Can't close the lid if he is standing.

Cecilia: Miles has a chair!

Miles tosses the chair to Dream who catches it. Miles hit a Van Daminator! Dream falls inside the casket. Miles closes the lid as the referee calls for the bell!

Cecilia: Miles has done it!

Geri: Yeah yeah. He didn't earn it!

Alara Miles: Your winner of the match... AND NEW REVOLUTION1 World Champion... "The Frequent Flyer" Miles A... WAAAAAAY!

Miles celebrates with the title as the logo shows and we fade to black.