Breakthrough (Edition #36) Results!

Winter Pine Vs. Joanna Thade Vs. Zahara Matisse

Before the opening match can begin, our cameras cut backstage, right in the middle of Gorilla. Joanna Thade is on her way up to the curtain, stretching out a little as she gears up for her fight. We see all of this on the titantron hanging above.

Jerry Heisenberg: The following match is our first one of the evening! A three-way bout, scheduled for one fall! First to the ring, weighing in at 145lbs and standing at 5'4... from Toad Road Asylum by way of Houston, Texas...... JOANNA THADE!!!

Her music hits but before she can take a step two hooded figures suddenly clothesline the blue-haired Visionary, battering her with clubbing blows! One stands up and looks around while the other continues to bludgeon the off-guard talent!

Axel Reid: Wait what?! What just happened?!

Ruby Parvati: Looks like we have some more interference from those mysterious hoods.

Out of the corner of the screen the one now hovering over Joanna reappeared welding a decorative cane, a carved skull on the head of it. It’s brought down with great force first against the back of Joanna, then against her head. The unarmed figure looks up at its companion, who has turned not a moment prior to security rushing the scene, EMTs quickly following.

When they converge on the figures, the cane-wielding figure draws a blade from within the cane, pointing it threateningly at the black-shirted security force. Predictably they back up a bit and, keeping that threat in the open, the hooded figure makes its way through the throng and secures a stretcher from the EMT. As the armed figure keeps the crowd at bay the other straps Joanna on the the medical device before wheeling her through the curtain and onto the stage.

Axel Reid: Why would they do that to Joanna?! What purpose does it serve?!

Ruby Parvati: To send a message. That seems to be their main goal.

The two figures take center stage as the crowd voices their disapproval. The unarmed figure takes a microphone from within their robe and hands it to the sword-bearing figure who lifts it to the opening of their hood. Reaching back into its robes the unarmed figure pulls out a skull and golden apple displaying them to the arena.

It is at this point that Zahara Matisse rushes out from behind the curtain to a positive reaction from the crowd, flattening the figure holding the apple and skull. The spunky magician has no time to celebrate her small victory, going over to try and free Joanna from the stretcher, leaving herself open for the other figure to slink up behind her, sliding the sword back into its cane-like sheath. As Zahara feels someone looming and turns to face them she is knocked out with a swift blow to the head.

Axel Reid: NO! Not Zahara too!! This is going too far!!!

Ruby Parvati: They seem to think that they can do whatever they want.

Axel Reid: We need to get more than just security in here. These people need to be detained and taken away!

As Axel says this, the downed figure scrambles to their feet and stares briefly between their original target and the new resident in la la land. With a small nod and a wave of a hand the armed figured instructs the other one to add Zahara to the stretcher. Taking a moment to see if there would be another distraction the one armed struck the stage before hoisting the mic to the face hole in her robs and motioned to the two laid out ladies.

?: These creatures chose...poorly.

The voice is dark and foreboding, more so thanks to the electronic distortion of it through some unknown means. The boos of the fans become yet louder but laughter is the only response.

?: None are immune, be they light-dwelling heroes, shadow-skulking villains or the lost souls who have no sense of conviction or fortitude. This pretty little monster falls into the latter category.

A black-gloved hand gently brushes blue hair from the face of the slightly-stirring Joanna before taking a fistful of it and leaning down close to the battered Visionary’s face. As the words pour out of the hooded figure’s mouth, Joanna’s form shudders as if the words alone were assaulting her pale face.

?: Lack of choice is every bit as damning as a poor choice! The future will not abide weakness in any form nor devotion to neutrality or weakness!

The figure gestures for the apple first, wedging it into place within Joanna’s mouth. The skull, on the other hand, is placed with reverence at the feet of the armed figure, who lifts a foot only to bring it down on the bleached bone, smashing it to pieces beneath hard soles. The effect is just as intended, with hateful confusion and degradation raining down on the two and their unwilling victim. Pointing the blade at the screen above the stage, the word “Choose” appears yet again, the backdrop to a few parting words.

?: Time runs out and the hour grows dark. Choose...or be chosen.

Gesturing to its companion, the sword-bearing figure leaves the stage along with the other, disappearing behind the curtains only after sending Joanna and Zahara gliding down the ramps and crashing into the ring. EMT rush out to assist the Visionary as she slowly comes to chokes on the apple in her mouth, Zahara having fallen off the stretcher due to the impact, shaking off the grogginess of the blow to her skull.

Ruby Parvati: Well that was certainly an interesting way to start this show off...

Axel Reid: Interesti....... are you kidding me?! This was absolute bullsh-bleep!- Two of our great newcomers have been assaulted! And of course the third of the match is nowhere to be seen. I'm starting to think this is the Orphanage's doing....

Ruby Parvati: Thinking or hoping? This could potentially be a new threat. And that alone is enough to make us cringe...

The EMT’s check on Zahara and Joanna, the latter refusing their assistance as the blue-haired Visionary climbs into the ring before holding the ropes open for the Magician that rushed to her aid. Zahara more gently waves off the assistance from the EMTs before joining Joanna in the ring, both fully intending to take on this match despite the assault.

Axel Reid: What courage from both these women, to continue despite what has just occurred.

Ruby Parvati: Well it is their job. 

Before Winter Pine’s music hits the screen becomes static and words appear shortly after. With the sound of a strong breeze echoing through the arena another poem is displayed and it’s words are read for all to hear over the speakers in Norwegian.

More are devotedly sought

What about that something special

Something in no one’s shop

We have this more than you know

In time there will be no eating crow

For our plan rises above all that wrestle

With pain, sorrow, and woe

As you coware look to your sky

Understand your folly and sigh

We promised to change the game

Hear in the wind our war cry 

Order is your status Quo

Order is the crutch you own

But we are Chaos’ vessel

And Chaos is what we bestow 

Now is the time to choose

Will you follow the true muse

This doesn’t have to be too stressful

Choose chaos and win, or choose to lose

Ruby Parvati: Oh of course we had to have the Norwegian stuff as well. Couldn't leave without that!

Axel Reid: It's all sending a message, right Ruby? Ugh... let's just hope the rest of the night is calmer, as we get down to the bottom of those figures...
Jerry Heisenberg: .... uh.... with both Zahara Matisse and Joanna Thade in the ring, our final competitor for the match stands at 5'10 and weighs in tonight at 158lbs... she hails from St Paul, Minnesota... "The First Lady of Sin" WINTER PINE!!!

The eerie sounds of "Big Bad Wolf" by In This Moment ooze out of the speakers, the lights dimming down as the words of Maria Brink creep out, louder and louder. 

"Even in these chains you can't stop me..."

"Even in these chains you can't stop me!"

"Even in these chains you can't stop me!!!"

The crowd slowly dissolves into increasing boos as they come to realize that the newest member of the Orphanage seems to have appeared out of nowhere on the stage, head lowered and arms out! She stands still there, akin to a marionette... 

"EVEN IN THESE CHAINS YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!!!"

The lights flash wildly as soon as the song kicks up, the arena coming to life! Winter lifts her head and smirks, the fans' negativity growing as the woman quickly stalks forward, her very walk animalistic. She slides into the ring and stands, eyeing her opponents, before looking back toward the crowd, as if relishing their hatred. After a moment of this, she creeps to her corner to await the start of the match.

Axel Reid: I don't trust her. I don't trust the group she's a part of.

Ruby Parvati: I don't think the Orphanage cares if you trust them, Axel.

Axel Reid: All I'm saying is if all of this is them, they'll have a lot to answer for from the higher ups. Nonetheless, that doesn't change the fact that this match is pretty stacked.

Ruby Parvati: Well... it has Winter, anyway.

Axel Reid: It also has Zahara, who just won her debut and showed us what a talent she truly is! And Joanna, who is attempting to turn over a new leaf.

Ruby Parvati: Emphasis on attempting. 

Axel Reid: She's fighting against those tendencies just like she fought valiantly against Dathyn.

Ruby Parvati: And yet that beautiful man defeated her.

Axel Reid: Not without a fight. And I know Joanna will put forth just as much effort tonight!

Ruby Parvati: And lose. Because an Orphanage member, a protege to English himself, is in this match.

Axel Reid: Speaking of losing recently, Winter is one of many who have fallen to former champ Valquist. Not that she didn't give it her all.

Ruby Parvati: It was certainly 'proving grounds', and being against someone like Valquist... no wonder she had a hard time! 

Axel Reid: So it's okay for Winter but not--

Ruby Parvati: And it looks like we're ready to start this thing!!!


DING DING DING!!!


As though on cue, the bell tolls! All three women prepare for the battle that's to come, the dazed but ready Zahara and Joanna tensing in anticipation. Winter, of course, is first to burst forward! She immediately lurches toward the closest foe to her, which happens to be Zahara! Matisse ducks away, twisting around and immediately sweeping Winter's legs. As she does this, in comes Joanna with a reluctant kick to the back of 'the Enchanting One'! Feeling the groove of the match, she then swiftly jumps up with a reverse DDT that sends the other woman to the mat.

Axel Reid: We're off to a clustered but exciting start! Joanna seemed a bit hesitant to go after the woman who'd helped her out against her attackers just moments ago, but I think she realized that this is a match and there'll be no hard feelings from Zahara!

As Axel is saying this, we see Winter back on her feet. She moves quickly, bolting over to Joanna before she can react and popping up a perfectly executed bicycle kick! The crowd starts a chorus of boos as Pine then moves onto the nearest side of the apron, turns around and grabs the rope there, and waits for the Joanna to stand. Meanwhile, Zahara is stirring. She finally rolls back to her feet right as Winter hops off with a mushroom stomp to poor Joanna!

Axel Reid: It wasn't perfectly executed, but it certainly momentarily laid out Miss Thade! And it looks like Winter is going for a quick cover!


1 . . .


2 . .- BOOM!


Zahara suddenly comes flying in with a legdrop, successfully breaking up the pin and pissing Winter off. The Magician gets to her feet, with Winter eventually following suit, and now the two stare one another down. Winter's is a look of anger, while Zahara seems to be smiling kindly. That alone has the fans cheering her on...

Axel Reid: What a positive young woman! This is what we need in this company!

Ruby Parvati: I think it's a bit creepy...

Axel Reid: Because Winter Pine isn't.......

Ignoring the fans' reaction to her foe, Winter swiftly runs over and goes for a right hand. Zahara dodges it, and then ducks away from an oncoming kick as well. As Pine is drawing her leg back, Matisse uses this opportunity to hurriedly whip her own kick into Winter! She snaps a few into the other woman's chest, before finishing it off with a spinning hook kick to the back of her head!

Axel Reid: There's Zahara's Shimmerstep! Beautifully done!

Ruby Parvati: And Winter is out for a count... damn it...

Before Zahara can drop for a cover, however, Joanna comes out of nowhere with a dropkick! Zahara flies into the ropes and bounces off, landing face first on the mat. The crowd offers a mixed reaction toward Thade, who's rubbing the back of her neck with a grimace. She waves sheepishly to those cheering her on as the dazed Zahara slowly stands back up. She offers a respectful nod toward her opponent, who returns it with a slight smile.

Axel Reid: And now we'll see a respectful, civil match take place between these two.

Ruby Parvati: That sounds utterly boring...

The two women lock up in the middle of the ring, with Joanna soon getting the upperhand with a high knee. She then quickly moves into a belly to belly suplex that lands Zahara hard on the mat. She tenses a bit in pain but hurriedly shakes it off, rolling herself away from the situation before the other woman can do anything else. Joanna starts moving to her feet, watching as Zahara gets to the apron and springboards off the ropes! 

Thade scrambles away, and Zahara manages to land on her feet, hopping as if about to lose her balance. She gains her footing as in the farther corner we see Winter finally starting to get up. Joanna starts to head toward to Zahara, but barely gets a couple feet when suddenly Winter grabs a hold of her hair and violently yanks her backward and behind her. Pine twists around to face her and snaps up with a superkick that sends Joanna onto her back!!! In that same fluid motion she runs to Zahara, who has just turned around, and hits a brutal forearm smash!

Axel Reid: Winter has taken back this match! What a callous way to do it though...

Ruby Parvati: What?! I can't hear you over the hysterical crowd! They seem a bit mad!

Axel Reid: And Winter is loving every moment of it.

'The First Lady of Sin' pauses a moment, smirking out at the crowd, who only get louder with their boos. As Winter is enjoying this moment, Joanna has shaken off the cobwebs, and we notice a strange expression on her face. She narrows her eyes, jaw clenched, before suddenly she bursts forward and violently hits the side of Winter's knee with a chop block!!!

The crowd isn't sure how to react as we see the pain evident on Winter's face, both women sent to the mat. But Joanna seems to be seeing red, as she mounts her foe and starts hitting quick, repeated punches! The fans are startled by this change, some even beginning to boo loudly. This causes Joanna to realize what she's doing, and she stops mid-fist, glancing up.

That leaves enough of an opening for Winter to rake the other woman's eyes to get her off of her. Joanna falls backward as we see Winter go to stand, but cry out and drop back down, favoring the leg Joanna had taken out. 

Axel Reid: Uh oh. That can't be good...

Ruby Parvati: Did she just injure her?!?! Wow! What a nasty person!

Axel Reid: Yeah because Winter has been an angel in this match. Either way, the move was to knock her off of her feet. It seems to have hit in the wrong place is all...

As Axel is saying this, we notice Zahara on her feet as the other two women are attempting to recover. The Enchanting One soon barrels through, running past them to the ropes nearby. She uses them to bounce off of, coming back with a corkscrew crossbody that hits both of her opponents! Joanna gets the brunt of it, and we see Zahara roll back up as the fans cheer her name! She smiles brightly toward them, putting a hand to her head a moment, before returning her focus to the match and the nearest opponent to her. She drags Winter up, who can barely stand there, and in a swift and fluid motion Zahara gets a knee into her abdomen, grabs a hold of an arm, and follows through with her scissored DDT!

Axel Reid: We're 'Seeing Stars' tonight, Ruby!!! Is this it?!


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2 . . .


3!!!


DING DING DING!!!


Axel Reid: And she's done it again! Zahara has won! Not without some drama at the beginning, and strong fight from Joanna and Winter. But Miss Matisse has pulled through tonight! Aside from what happened before it, this was a great match to start our event!

Jerry Heisenberg: Your winner via pinfall..... the 'Magical Maiden'.... ZAHARA MATISSE!!!

From Lensman to Model

A pitch black room - absolutely nothing can be seen. Fans start to chant multiple different names that could be behind the darkness but all guesses are proved wrong when an alarm clock goes off and sounds throughout the entire Murray Ice Rink, a groggy voice cusses under their breath but we still can’t see anyone until a beam of light enters the room revealing one half of The Requiem - Heath Williams, the shadow of a door opening against the wall behind him.

: Heath?

A voice asks as a mans shadow presses against the same wall from the doorway.

Heath Williams: Huh? What?

A light goes on after we hear the flick of a switch, Heath looks around with a few blinks trying to get his eyes used to his sudden new bright surroundings. His hair sticks up at the back with his T-Shirt only half on and sitting around his neck. He scratches his face before rubbing his eyes, the camera pans over to the door where Heaths tag partner Tyron Bickerton walks in with the Zero Gravity Championship in hand.

Tyron Bickerton: I was wondering where you were, did you sleep here last night?

Heath lets out an exhausted yawn before reaching over to a carton of cigarettes, pulling one out and putting in between his lips before lighting it with a disposable red lighter. He inhales its toxins before breathing out a long cloud of smoke that leaves the locker room looking like a sauna full of cancer.

Heath Williams: *Clears his throat* Yep, was working out and prepping for my bout against Dathyn later tonight. What time is it? Like midday?

Tyron Bickerton: Midday? Woah, how long have you been asleep? The show’s already started, your match is probably just over an hour away - look, there’s a camera man over there.

Tyron points at the camera in the corner of the room that zooms in on Heath as he gets a good look, eyes in a squint still getting use to the light. He frowns before looking down at his shirt and freaking out.

Heath Williams: Why the hell’s my shirt half off?! What did you DO camera dude?!

Camera Guy: I’m just here filming a segment man.

Heath Williams: A segment? Wait, this is live?!

Tyron Bickerton: You bet your bottoms it’s live! How does it feel to be indecent on international wrestling television, eh Heath?
Heath looks around suspiciously before turning his attention back to the camera.

Heath Williams: I gotta say, I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t at least somewhat exciting. Wonder what the ladies are thinkin’ right about now.

Camera Guy: Probably something along the lines of ‘when’s this tool gonna put his shirt on properly?’

Heath Williams: Hey guy, nobody asked you aight mate? Stick to filming, there ain’t no future in the art of banter for you.

Camera Guy: Banter? I’m completely serious! I’m so tired of sitting out here in the backstage area filming egotistical Visionary bastards such as yourself! I’m not meant for this, my true calling’s to be a male model and you know what, that’s exactly what I’m gonna do! So screw you guys and screw this company, I’m my own human being!

The camera guy throws his camera towards Heaths chest, knocking him back against the concrete wall. Heath quickly grabs it and points it towards the tall lanky former cinematography professional as he storms out of the room, Tyron watching with an eyebrow raised.

Tyron Bickerton: Jesus, what the hell was all that about?

Heath Williams: I dunno but it looks like I’ve got a cool new camera.

The camera guy walks back in and angrily snatches his camera, turning and storming back off once again.

Heath Williams: Nooooo! My camera!

A Surprise Awaits!

Axel Reid: Well what a match that was Ruby, it really could have gone either way, but ultimately, it was Constance Chapin who gained the victory...

Ruby Parvati: Both competitors should be proud of how well they fought, but switching gears now and we’re heading backstage to Darius Yates, who is standing by with a very special guest...

The camera cuts to the backstage interview area where Darius Yates is standing by, with a microphone in hand and looking into the camera with a smile on his face.

Darius Yates: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Orphanage member, “The Punisher”...Matthew Robinson...

The camera pans out a little as Matthew Robinson appears on camera, standing beside Yates dressed in a pair of black boots, a pair of dark blue denim jeans and his black “Breaking Necks, Ending Careers” T-shirt. His arms folded across his chest as he is looking away from the camera and Yates, not really looking too impressed that he’s there.

Darius Yates: Matt, at our last edition of Breakthrough, we saw yourself along with your Orphanage brother and World Visionary Champion, Casanova English successfully defeat Zero Gravity Champion, Tyron Bickerton and his tag team partner, Heath Williams, collectively known as The Requiem...in controversial fashion to say the...

Suddenly Robinson cuts Yates off as he turns his attention towards him with a scowl.

Matthew Robinson: I’m sorry...controversial? And what gives you that idea?

Darius Yates: Well for a start, you weren’t the legal man when you picked up the victory over Tyron...

Matthew Robinson: And how do you know that I didn’t make a tag? For all you know Darius, I could have tagged myself in without anyone seeing...

Darius Yates: Well even if that were true, you certainly cannot get away with the fact that you blatantly hit both Tyron and Heath during the match with a low blow each...

Robinson smirks, shaking his head a little.

Matthew Robinson: Darius...I was simply teaching those two kids a valuable lesson. In this industry, you’re going to come up against people who will do anything to get a victory. I was introducing them to that reality...that isn’t the first time someone has done that kind of thing to get a victory, and it certainly won’t be the last. And it’s time Heath and Tyron learn that they’re going to have to deal with that kind of thing many...many more times in their careers...and they need to learn to take that kind of thing on the chin and not bitch and moan on social media, or try and pick a fight in the parking lot like a couple of spoiled little brats!

Chuckling, Robinson scratches his beard a little.

Matthew Robinson: The Requiem should feel honoured and privileged to have even been given the time of day by us in that match. It’s about time that they showed the two of us some damn respect! Casanova English is the current reigning VoW World Visionary Champion! The only man to have ever won it twice!

He smirks.

Matthew Robinson: And then there’s yours truly of course, a man who has helped pioneer this very sport! I am the reason why Tyron Bickerton and Heath Williams are even able to live their dream as professional wrestlers! Everybody in this company should learn to respect the people who are responsible for why they have a job today, and that’s us!

After a brief pause, Yates composes himself, straightening his suit out a little.

Darius Yates: Well switching gears to what else transpired at the show, which involved some rather unusual mind games, that you claim, Seifer Black was behind. Do you have any proof at all that Mr Black was indeed behind these...mind games?

Robinson looks at Yates with a look of disgust.

Matthew Robinson: Proof? Darius...I know Seifer...I’ve known him my entire wrestling career! I know exactly the kind of things he does, and that’s all the proof I need to know that Seifer was behind the pathetic mind games he played on me last week...

Again, Robinson chuckles a little, stroking his left hand over the top of his near bald head.

Matthew Robinson: And that’s always been one of the differences between Seifer and I, Darius...he plays tricks...he uses smoke and mirrors, to get into the head of his enemies. I on the other hand, I do real things...I actually do things...and I have a little surprise in store for Seifer Black...trust me...

With that, Robinson shoves past Yates and disappears off camera leaving the interviewer on his own.

Darius Yates: Well, I guess it’s back to you at ringside...

Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall...

“Fix Me” by 10 Years blasts out of the PA system as Heath Williams come out from behind the curtain wearing his classic brown leather jacket with a black T-shirt underneath, aviators resting over his eyes and a pair of black jeans with vans on his feet. He raises his arm and performs the ‘rock on’ sign before making his way down the ramp acknowledging the presence of the fans by high-fiving them on the way.

Jerry Heisenberg: Introducing first...from Kickyo’muddatruckin’assville...standing in at 6 foot 4 and weighing in at 227 pounds! “The Hardcore Hero”...Heath...Williams!

He takes his aviators off and gives them to the nearest fan before climbing up the steel steps and up onto the apron, performing the ‘rock on’ sign once more. He then ducks underneath the top and middle ropes before dropping to one knee with a fist placed firmly on the mat. His clenched fist opens as if it’s exploding and he rises to his feet, walking over to the furtherest turnbuckle from him where he climbs up onto the second buckle, raising his arms as “Fix Me” fades out.

Axel Reid: I had a chance to speak with Heath Williams earlier and he’s still angry over how the Main Event ended at the last show...

Ruby Parvati: Oh wah wah! This guy needs to shut up complaining and move on and focus on his opponent tonight...

The arena goes black as a single spotlight cascades down onto the ramp. The lights stay off as Emma Browning's "Sweet Dreams” plays throughout the arena. About thirty seconds into the song, Dathyn walks out, wearing a sweatshirt with the hood up and a Bo staff on his back with his Twin City Championship fastened around his waist. He continues towards the ring, paying very little attention to the fans.

Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent...from a land long forgotten...standing in at 6 foot 2 and weighing in at 195 pounds! He is one half of the Twin City Tag Team Champions! “The Visionary of Wrestling”...Dathyn!

When the 'screaming' in the music occurs, the lights begin frantically flashing, but then default after. Dathyn walks up the steps and jumps over the ropes before standing on the ring ropes and taking off his hood, staring into the distance. He then takes a coin out of his pocket and flips it before cracking a grin and taking a knee.

Axel Reid: And here is...one half of the Twin City Tag Team Champions...Dathyn...

Ruby Parvati: Should be interesting seeing two men who like using weapons to go at it in a normal match...

The referee calls for the bell and the match is underway as Williams charges towards Dathyn, taking him down with a spear as he unloads on him with vicious rights and lefts to Dathyn’s face as he tries to protect himself by raising his arms in front of his face.

Axel Reid: And Heath right off the bat goes straight after Dathyn! I bet he’s probably thinking he’s looking at Robinson or English right now...

Williams quickly gets to his feet, visibly seething as he delivers a flurry of stiff boots to the chest of Dathyn.

Ruby Parvati: He’s a damn mad man!

Picking Dathyn up, Williams whips him hard towards the corner, causing him to hit the turnbuckle hard and fall to the mat in a heap.

Axel Reid: Heath is like a man possessed here...

Dathyn clutches his back in pain as once again, Williams picks him up to his feet and delivers a quick snap Suplex, floating over for a pin.

1...

2...

Kick-out!

Ruby Parvati: It’s been all Heath so far, but it’s going to take more than that to keep Dathyn down for the three...

Williams wastes little time and begins to scale the turnbuckle, once at the top he dives off with a leg drop, however Dathyn just manages to roll out of the way in the nick of time.

Axel Reid: And that could be the opening that Dathyn needs here...

Both Dathyn and Williams slowly get back up onto their feet and once they turn to face one another, Dathyn wraps his arms around Williams’ waist and nails him with a belly-to-belly Suplex.

Ruby Parvati: And just like that, Dathyn has taken control of this match...

With Williams still down on the mat, Dathyn wraps his arms around his chest and begins to roll back and forth on the mat with a Gator roll, and then gets in a few stiff knee shots to Williams’ head before turning him over onto his back and hooking the outer leg.

1...

2...

Kick-out!

Axel Reid: Only a two count there...

Getting back to his feet, Dathyn drags Williams up onto his feet by his hair and begins to deliver a few hard knife edge chops to the chest of the Hardcore Hero.

Ruby Parvati: Just listen to those chops! Heath will certainly feel them in the morning...

He delivers one final chop that forces Williams to turn one eighty and then Dathyn grabs him by the waist and delivers a picture perfect German Suplex, then bridges with a pin.

1...

2...

Kick-out!

Axel Reid: Again, only a two count, that’s the interesting thing about Dathyn, he can pin you from absolutely anywhere...

Refusing to let up, Dathyn immediately goes back to Williams and picks him up to his feet once again, he hooks both arms, looking to go for a double arm Suplex, however Williams blocks the attempt with his foot.

Ruby Parvati: Dathyn going for another variation of the Suplex, but Williams seems to have it scouted...

Dathyn attempts the Suplex for a second time, but again, Williams blocks it with his foot and then quickly escapes the hold, kicks Dathyn in the gut and plants him with a DDT.

Axel Reid: And the tables have turned again...

Williams picks Dathyn up and delivers a few stiff forearms to his face before whipping him into the corner. Wasting little time, he charges towards him and delivers a quick big boot to Dathyn’s face.

Ruby Parvati: What a boot to the face from Heath!

Williams throws Dathyn out of the corner and too the floor, and quickly climbs up the turnbuckle. Straightening himself up on the turnbuckle, he then dives off and slams his leg across Dathyn’s throat.

Axel Reid: And this time, he connects with the leg drop...

Williams gets to his feet and lets out an heroic roar and the fans cheer wildly, he measures Dathyn who slowly begins to get to his feet.

Ruby Parvati: Heath’s feeling it right now, Dathyn could be in trouble...

Dathyn turns around and is met with a vicious shin kick to his right leg, followed by one to his left leg.

Axel Reid: Dathyn looks to be suffering the Seven Deadly Shins...

Williams continues with a third shin kick to Dathyn’s right thigh, and then one to his left.

Ruby Parvati: Come on Dathyn!

A fifth one connects to Dathyn’s left and then the sixth strikes his right, Williams pauses for a moment as Dathyn drops to one knee.

Axel Reid: He’s met six of the shins...will he meet the final one?

Williams goes for the seventh and final shin, however Dathyn ducks under and quickly moves around to the back of Williams and nails him with a Backcracker.

Ruby Parvati: Yes! Dathyn hits him with the Misdirection!

Dathyn slowly climbs back up onto his feet, shaking his legs a little to get feeling back into them after taking those hard shin kicks. He then makes his way over to the turnbuckle and begins to climb up.

Axel Reid: Now this is interesting, normally Dathyn would be locking in The Dove Pan at this point, but it looks like he may be going for the Krisis Kore instead...

Due to the punishment he has sustained to his legs, Dathyn takes a lot longer than normal to get to the top of the turnbuckle, but finally he manages to get to the top and begins to prepare himself, ready to hit the Krisis Kore.

Ruby Parvati: Come on Dathyn...you can do it...

Suddenly, Williams kips up off the floor and quickly hops up onto the turnbuckle, hooking both Dathyn’s arms and falling backwards, planting him with a double arm DDT.

Axel Reid: FROZEN OVER OFF THE TURNBUCKLE!!!

Williams drapes his arm over the chest of Dathyn and the referee drops to his knees for the count.

1...

2...

3???

DING DING DING!!!

Ruby Parvati: What?!?!

The fans cheer wildly as he gingerly gets to his feet and has his arm raised by the referee.

Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner, by way of pinfall...Heath...Williams!

Tyron Bickerton Vs. Seth Iser

“No Hablo Ingles” by Bowling For Soup plays to good cheers from the crowd, and eventually Tyron Bickerton comes out onto the entrance way when his theme music reaches the full band intro, taking a look around at the fans with a nod of approval. He proceeds to slowly make his way down the ramp as his song runs the first verse, slapping the hands of young fans as he passes. Tyron looks at the nearby camera and says “it’s going to get physical”, referencing his and Seth Iser’s tendency to brawl.

Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he hails from Brisbane, Australia and weighed in tonight at 255lbs… he is the current VoW Zero Gravity Champion… TYRON BICKERTON!!!

Axel Reid: At the last Breakthrough event, Tyron damaged his nose during an intense Tag Team Match involving his Requiem partner Heath Williams, Matt Robinson and Casanova English. Although the damage was not severe, the match was still a controversial one, with Tyron receiving a low blow from Robinson before he was pinned by the Orphanage member, who was in fact not the legal man. It should be noted that Heath Williams suffered at the hands of the Orphanage too, but it appears to me that the loss Tyron took has lit a fire underneath him for tonight.

Ruby Parvati: Good. Maybe the fire he feels now can help burn some of those fattening calories off. He needs to slim down ASAP!

Axel Reid: Make fun of his weight all you want, Ruby, but the truth is Tyron is still a great competitor. That’s why he is the Zero Gravity Champion, and he will be defending that title for the first time at Darkest Hour against Kincaid.

Ruby Parvati: For the first AND last time, Axel. Let’s be realistic here.

Axel falls silent as Tyron climbs to the second rope from the outside when his theme hits its pre-chorus ("When I'm not feeling it..!"), and poses with his championship up in the air. He then drops into the ring over the top rope and stretches against the ropes, waiting for the arrival of his opponent.

Ruby Parvati: But I will say, if that fire doesn’t help, Seth Iser could certainly shed some pounds off him in a few moments.

The lights dim down as “Psychosocial” by Slipknot begins to play. Soon enough, Seth Iser slowly walks through the curtain, listening to the boos that overwhelm him from the Scottish audience. He absorbs the reaction he gets from the crowd as he slowly walks down to the ring, keeping a watchful eye on Bickerton as he does so.

Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, he hails from Morgantown, West Virginia and weighed in tonight at 250lbs… SETH ISER!!!

Axel Reid: Here comes a man that doesn’t need any introduction. This Scottish crowd know exactly who he is, and they are giving him a reception that borders on hatred.

Ruby Parvati: I don’t know how these people, are anyone else, can hate an intelligent man such as Seth Iser. He has sacrificed so much for this business, and his mind is one that should be stored in a museum of sports.

Axel Reid: Well the interesting thing is, Seth Iser has not been getting strong negative reactions recently… with the exception of these fans in Edinburgh. Perhaps it has to do with what he’s said about Casanova English, and what he has recently said about Ace Watson.

Ruby Parvati: I’ll be honest, I’m confused why he approached Ace in that manner. Ace doesn’t need to be disrespected like that, and as great a mind as Seth Iser has, he really should know better in picking who to judge.

Once he reaches the ring, Iser rolls underneath the bottom rope and performs a crucifix pose in the center of the ring which brings the lights back on. He then slinks to the corner in a seated position to await the bell.

Axel Reid: This should be quite the contest, Ruby.

Ruby Parvati: If you say so. I just want Seth to kick the meat out of Tyron’s stomach!

DING DING DING!!!

Both men start the match with a standard collar-and-elbow tie-up. Tyron gets a quick go-behind on Seth, hooking his hands around the waist of the veteran. Tyron then tries to execute some kind of Suplex, but Iser has it scouted and blocks the lift, consequently breaking Bickerton’s grip and wrenching his arm. Tyron taps his shoulder a few times before he rolls forward to counter the wrench, hastily getting back to his feet and putting Iser in his own wrench. The crowd get behind Tyron in the early going, but it doesn’t seem to matter as Iser stumbles over to the ropes, grabbing them with his free hand and initiating a break.

Axel Reid: Some nice basic wrestling from the get-go here. Both of these men are diverse when it comes to their respective styles.

The referee forces the break, and Tyron obliges without causing further problems. After a few moments both wrestlers get a lock-up again, but this time Iser takes the advantage with a side headlock, which he transitions into a hammerlock. Bickerton handles the lock well before he smartly reverses the hammerlock into one of his own, once again forcing Iser to grab the nearby ropes. The referee is right there in calling for the break, and the Zero Gravity Champion complies… until he rushes back at Iser and puts him in another waist lock, giving the veteran a snap German Suplex onto the small of his back!

Axel Reid: There wasn’t much elevation on that suplex, but it certainly did the trick in getting Iser down.

Ruby Parvati: But he’s in there with Seth Iser, Axel. This won’t end well for Bickerton, especially with how his nose is!

Once Iser reaches his feet, Tyron greets his resolve with a vicious chop across the chest! The impact of flesh reverberates around the arena, causing the crowd to sound their approval. However, Iser quickly recovers and issues a chop of his own, catching Tyron just below the neck and causing the Zero Gravity Champion to cringe! Not to be outdone, Bickerton delivers a second chop to Iser, who returns the nasty connection with a painful knife-edge receipt! This causes both men to exchange chops to the delight of the crowd, with each competitor taking the brunt of the chops before giving one back!

Axel Reid: Back and forth, chop after chop! It’s incredible how neither of them have succumbed to the punishment yet!

Eventually, Tyron seems to get the upper hand. Despite being smaller than Iser, his thicker arms seem to deal the most damage, preventing Seth from continuing his own onslaught. Tyron unleashes three knife-edge chops that please the crowd... that is until Iser ends the barrage with a straight right hand, knocking Bickerton to the canvas and receiving boos for his expert decision!

Ruby Parvati: And that is why you don’t get into a melee with Seth Iser! Whether you’re chopping him or sharing punches, that right hand will stop any momentum you have in an instant!

With Tyron too busy feeling his cheek, Iser easily brings Bickerton back to his feet and forces him into the nearest corner. Bickerton is still dealing with the effects of the right hand, which allows Iser to calmly straighten his opponent, drape his arm over and behind the top rope and, with a wary glance around the arena, brings his right hand down across Tyron’s chest with an overhand chop! The impact is excruciating, with Tyron having to cling to the top rope to stop him collapsing!

Axel Reid: Just when you think the chops can’t get any worse, you get to see and hear a chop of that magnitude from our resident veteran.

Ruby Parvati: Look at Tyron’s chest…

As Ruby satisfyingly points out, Tyron’s chest is turning red from bruising. His arm is pressed against the afflicted area, attempting to defend himself against more chops in his debilitated state. However, Iser merely snapmares Tyron to the canvas from the corner, keeping him seated before he gingerly runs to the ropes and, after the rebound, plants a huge boot into the side of Bickerton’s head!

Axel Reid: There’s a big boot from Iser! You hardly ever see him run, but when he does it’s to inflict punishment of that nature!

Ruby Parvati: And Iser is pressing Tyron down for the cover!

Iser leans his weight against Tyron’s upper body, securing his shoulders to the canvas as the referee counts!


ONE!





TWO!




NO! Tyron uses his free legs to kick out with a lateral press, subsequently turning onto his side to keep his shoulders off the mat!


Axel Reid: Tyron kicks out, and notice how ring savvy he is already. I think even Iser can respect that kind of knowledge at this stage in the game.

Iser slowly gets back to his feet, years of turmoil and injury having affected his knees and his spine. It seems his ribs are not fully healed yet either as he tentatively presses his hand on them, doing so before he helps bring Tyron back to his feet. After another right hand, Iser whips Tyron across the ring and catches him on the rebound, giving him an elevated Spinebuster that causes Iser to feel his stomach afterwards!

Ruby Parvati: Seth seems to be hurting somewhat from what I can see.

Axel Reid: Yet he remains in control, and that is the key. He has Tyron at his mercy, no matter how much his ribs or his knees may be affecting him.

Iser goes for another cover, this time securing one of Tyron’s legs and shifting his weight accordingly!


ONE!





TWO!




NO! Once again Tyron shows his resilience, reaching his arm up and getting his shoulder off the canvas! Iser appears to be frustrated, but it’s clear he doesn’t want to lose his composure, no matter how much Bickerton escapes defeat.

Ruby Parvati: I thought that Spinebuster might have put Bickerton down there.

Axel Reid: That proves how tough Tyron is, and why he is the current Zero Gravity Champion!

After adjusting his knee brace, Iser hobbles to his feet and brings Tyron back up for a third time. Bickerton looks fatigued and weary, not being able to defend himself from the boot to the sternum. Following the boot, Iser back-tracks to the ropes and uses their spring to push him forward, going for a Lariat that Bickerton manages to duck under! Iser hits nothing but air in Tyron’s wake, and after he turns around, Bickerton nails Seth with a European Uppercut! Iser staggers for a moment until Bickerton uses his strength to hoist Seth up into an Inverted Atomic Drop, and after this damages Iser’s lower regions, Bickerton exhibits his strength again by scooping Iser up under his arm and bringing him down onto the canvas with a Sitout Side Slam!

Axel Reid: Oh what a combination from Tyron! Now Iser is looking up at the lights!

Tyler hooks Seth’s leg for his own pinfall!


ONE!





TWO!





Iser gets his shoulder up! Tyron places his hands on his head in frustration, now sitting down on the canvas in front of Iser. He looks at the referee for confirmation, and the referee once again signals that it was only two.

Axel Reid: I thought that could have been three as well, but clearly it’s going to take more to keep Seth Iser down.

Bickerton then takes his hands away from his head and extends his arms at his sides, still unsure how Iser managed to kick-out. Suddenly, Seth raises his legs and wraps them around Tyron’s left arm, bringing him down onto his shoulders by his right arm and securing a Crucifix pin!

Ruby Parvati: Wait, look at this!

Axel Reid: Iser has Tyron rolled up in a Crucifix!


ONE!





TWO!





THR--NO! Tyron escapes the hold by pushing himself up off the canvas and rolling backwards!

Axel Reid: That is the kind of ring awareness Seth Iser has! With that intelligence, he can get you down and beat you in a matter of moments, but Tyron was just able to avoid defeat!

Scrambling back to their feet, Tyron dodges another clothesline from Seth and slugs him with a right hook to the stomach. From there he whips Iser towards the ropes… but the wily veteran pulls Tyron back by the arm and into a Sleeper Hold!

Ruby Parvati: Now it’s time for Bickerton and his huge girth to fall asleep, Axel!

Axel Reid: Seth’s arms are big enough to… wait a minute!

Suddenly, just as Axel was beginning to identify Iser’s grip, Bickerton breaks out of the sleeper and grasps Seth’s arm, placing it around his neck before he powers his opponent up into the air and brings him back down to earth with an Olympic Slam!

Ruby Parvati: How did he manage that?!

Axel Reid: An Olympic Slam from Bickerton, and this could be over!

Tyron lies across Iser, breathing heavily as the referee and the crowd count!


ONE!





TWO!




THRE--NO! ISER GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!


Axel Reid: But Iser kicks out! This match continues, and Tyron once again cannot believe it!

Tyron’s eyes are wide, staring at nothing in particular as he analyses the current situation. Eventually, as the crowd clap and chant, Tyron checks his nose with his hand… and that is when his expression changes to determination.

Axel Reid: Bickerton does not want to be denied this victory! He senses he can win, and these fans in Edinburgh can sense it too!

The Zero Gravity pushes himself too his feet, yet he remains crouched as he stares hungrily at Seth. The young man orders Iser to get back up, all while the crowd cheer him on. Soon enough, the older veteran does get back to his feet, and that’s when Tyron strikes, booting Seth in the stomach and putting him into a front facelock. Tyron then looks around the arena, giving the fans ample time to realize what he is about to do!

Axel Reid: The Game Over is coming, Ruby!

Ruby Parvati: That’s if he can even lift up Iser and hit the move!

Bickerton then drapes Iser’s arm across his neck… at which point Seth elbows him in the back of the head, desperately trying to avoid the Brainbuster! Several more elbows finally keep Tyron away, preventing the crowd from seeing the Game Over!

Ruby Parvati: No, it’s been countered!

Immediately Iser attempts a third clothesline, but once again Tyron ducks under, running to the ropes in order to build some steam to keep Seth down. Tyron launches a clothesline of his own, but Iser side-steps and grabs Tyron’s arm, attempting to pull the young man down into a Crossface!

Axel Reid: Is Iser really trying to apply the Crossface to Tyron?!

Ruby Parvati: I hope he does… oh, damn!

Being aware of his own move, Tyron kicks Seth in the knee, causing his opponent to let go and hobble away in pain. This gives Bickerton time to regroup and issue a chop… but to his misfortune, Seth catches the arm, twists Tyron into an arm wrench and then pulls him into a facelock. Before Bickerton can free himself, Iser snaps back and drives Tyron down with the DEPRIVATION DDT, causing the crowd in the arena to roar!

Axel Reid: THAT SUDDEN! THAT SUDDEN! ISER HIT THE DEPRIVATION DDT!

Ruby Parvati: Intelligence over brawn, Axel!

Knowing he has little time, Iser forces Bickerton onto his back and covers him with both legs hooked!


ONE!





TWO!






THREE!!!


DING DING DING!!!


Axel Reid: And Seth Iser wins again!

Ruby Parvati: I knew he would! The wise mind always prevails over the new!

Iser tends to his knee from the ground as “Psychosocial” by Slipknot plays once again, infuriating the Scottish fans. Their boos are loud as Seth finally gets to his feet, accepting the raising of his arm by the referee and officially declaring him the victor.

Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner… SETH ISER!!!

Axel Reid: You have to think with that performance, Iser certainly has momentum on his side for Darkest Hour in Sheffield, England!

Ruby Parvati: And you have to think with the performance Tyron Bickerton put in, it won’t be long until he is no longer the Zero Gravity Champion!

Axel Reid: It is true that Tyron has suffered two losses in a row now, but that doesn’t mean he’ll lose the championship at Darkest Hour. He could very well retain the title against Kincaid, even if he has hit a slump. But don’t forget that his previous loss was a controversial one at the hands of the Orphanage.

Ruby Parvati: Who cares? He lost, Axel, and that makes him a loser. It also gives Kincaid more of a reason to be confident, whereas Seth Iser feels more confident with his impending match against Ace Watson.

Axel Reid: Well both those results await to be seen, but Darkest Hour is shaping up to be quite the show thus far!