Breakthrough (Edition #52) Results!

Following Animal Instinct's departure, Jerry Heisenberg enters the ring to introduce the opening contest.

Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Louisville, Kentucky and weighing in at 235 pounds... PATRICK JONES!

"Not Listening" by Papa Roach fills the arena. As the words kick in, Jones bursts onto the stage with a surge of energy. At the top of the ramp, he drops to a knee with a big, over-handed fist pump. Patrick takes a moment to enjoy the cheers around him and collect his thoughts before hopping to his feet. He jogs down the ramp, talking to and high-fiving fans, trying to get them as pumped up and ready to go as he is. Jones goes straight from the ramp and jumps onto the ring apron before ducking through the second and third rope, spinning a full circle as he looks out into the crowd.

Axel Reid: We've got a stacked card as we talked about before, Ruby, and we're kicking it off with a pair of veterans tonight!

Ruby Parvati: Valquist will be kicking him into the third row if he's not careful. Not hating on Jones, mind you, but The Valiant's been a monster since he came back to in-ring action.

Axel Reid: You're not wrong there, but Jones might surprise him. You never know.

Jerry Heisenberg: And introducing his opponent...

"We Own It" by 2 Chainz ft. Wiz Khalifa hits as Valquist steps out onto the stage to a moderate amount of cheers. He glances to the ring briefly before starting a slow, direct walk towards it.

Jerry Heisenberg: ...from Infinity City and weighing in at 235 pounds... the Valiant... VALQUIST!

Rolling in under the bottom rope, Valquist is on his feet quickly and staring down Patrick Jones as he backs into the corner.

Ruby Parvati: All business, all the time. Does this guy ever chill?

Axel Reid: It's that kind of focus that makes him so effective, Ruby. Shouldn't knock it.

Ruby Parvati: I'm not knocking him. Just wondering if the lack of smiles is how he keeps his face youthfully smooth.

Axel Reid: Oh, for crying out loud...

DING! DING! DING!

Patrick and Valquist quickly lock up as the bell rings, the two fighters of near-equal size fighting for the advantage. Valquist pushes back first but it is Patrick who finally gains control. He cinches down tight on a side headlock, really grinding in the rudimentary hold as Valquist looks for an escape. A few forearms to the ribs creates separation but Patrick gets hold again quickly, using a headlock takedown to bring Valquist to the mat. Keeping his cool, the veteran grinds his way back up to his feet and again brawls his way out of Patrick's grip. Trying to get back to his starting point, Jones finds himself in a hammerlock before it's his head clinched in Valquist's arms. Moments later he's thrown to the mat and trapped in a headscissors.

Axel Reid: Lots of jockeying for position to start off this match with both men showing off their skill in the basics.

Ruby Parvati: They're taking it too easy. Someone go for the eyes.

Kipping up to his feet and out of Valquist's grip, Jones is on the veteran quickly, laying in rights and lefts and driving Valquist into the corner. Backing off at a count of three, Jones is back in again quickly. Valquist blocks a right and fires back until both men are alternating stiff shots near mid-ring. Jones briefly gets the better of it, herding Valquist toward the ropes. Charging a short distance, Patrick's clothesline attempt ends with him elevated over the top rope. He lands on the apron, throwing a wild right that Valquist ducks before driving a knee into the bread basket of Jones. Pulled half-between the top and middle rope, Jones eats a few hard kicks to the chest that are easily heard in the cheap seats.

Pulling Jones through the ropes, Valquist nails him with a headbutt following up with an armbar to take Jones to a knee. The first instinct by Jones is to go for the ropes but Valquist quickly drags him away, staying a step ahead. Dragging Jones to the mat, Valquist reinforces the Fujiwara-style armbar, arching up with his legs to put more pressure on the shoulder. Asked time and again if he gives up, Jones keeps fighting until he can angle his body and get a foot over the bottom rope.

Ruby Parvati: Narrow escape. Valquist doesn't get paid by the hour apparently. He wants this over fast.

Axel Reid: I don't blame him in that, but he might underestimate Jones's tenacity.

Ruby Parvati: That tenacity hasn't got him that far to begin with, though.

Axel Reid: Maybe tonight's the night.

Valquist breaks just before four and Patrick quickly rolls away to create some distance. A relentless Valquist is right on him but Patrick meets him with a few right hands, followed with a stiff chop. Holding his chest, the stunned Valquist finds himself suplexed onto his head and shoulders via the German variety. Patrick holds on and pulls Valquist up with him, transitioning him into a half-nelson suplex and shooting the half quickly after impact.




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TWO...




Ruby Parvati: That was closer than it should have been...

Axel Reid: I told you, Ruby: underestimating PJ can be dangerous.

A scoop slam keeps the pressure on after Valquist kicks out but he avoids an elbow drop and lands a few hard kicks to PJ's back. Arched up in pain, Jones lunges to his feet and drives his shoulder into Valquist's midsection, ramming him into the corner. He falters, however, from several clubbing blows against his spine from the former World Visionary Champion, driving to his knees. A hard kick to the ribs, then another to the right shoulder that Valquist had been working on, has Jones writhing on the mat. For the second time, Valquist goes for the right arm and clamps on a seated armbar to keep Jones grounded.

Axel Reid: Going right back to the arm... damaging that would take out a few of Patrick's best moves.

Ruby Parvati: Wouldn't stop Valquist from getting kicked in the mouth, though. An on-the-button Zoned Out could finish the old man.

Axel Reid: And don't think Patrick doesn't know that.

As with before, Patrick goes for the ropes but Valquist rolls him nearer to mid-ring when he gets just close enough. Jones manages to find an opening shortly after, though, and twists out of Valquist's grip. He favors that right arm, leaning against the ropes, firing off a left when Valquist comes at him again. Ducking the wild, ill-aimed swing, Valquist sets himself and almost takes Patrick's head off with a Whirlwind!

Ruby Parvati: He ducked it!

Axel Reid: As fast as Valquist snapped off that kick, that's pretty amazing! But now Jones has to capitalize!

Before Valquist is fully vertical, Patrick strikes with a spinning back kick, following with a hard blow to the chest to give Valquist a receipt for earlier in the match! He follows up with a hard enzuigiri of his own that drops Valquist face-first to the mat and rolls onto him with a side press, using his left arm to hook the leg!




ONE...




TWO...




THR-SHOULDER UP!

Slapping the mat in frustration, Jones fights to keep his focus, pulling Valquist back to his feet, whipping him hard into the far corner and colliding into him with a back elbow. A dropkick follows, rocking Valquist against the padded steel. Starting to 'feel it', Patrick backs off a few steps and calles for the Zoned Out as Valquist staggers forward and slowly turns...

...and Valquist ducks!

Ruby Parvati: How'd he see that coming in time?!

Axel Reid: Veteran instinct!

Jones whirls around to face Valquist just as the former champion rocks him with a Whirlwind to the back of the skull!

Axel Reid: Whirlwind!

Ruby Parvati: PJ's eyes rolled back into his skull there!




ONE...




TWO...




THREE!




DING! DING! DING!

Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner... VALQUIST!

Staying in the ring after getting his arm raised, Valquist gives a short glance and nod in Jones's direction. Patrick looks frustrated at himself, still clutching his right arm a bit, but the fans are rather kind to him for his gutsy performance.

Ruby Parvati: Villanova showing a little love for Noodle Boy... can't imagine why.

Axel Reid: He brought a hard fight to Valquist but didn't quite get the win. That earned him some respect.

Ruby Parvati: I guess. A win would have meant more, though.

Axel Reid: I'm hoping this is a turning point for Patrick.

The continued chime of "We Own It" blares through The Pavilion’s speaker systems, leaving the former World Champion to stare into the ring mat, with a solemn, flat stare across his face. Val looks up to the ramp with Patrick Jones retreating up the ringside area, still not exactly satisfied with what has come of his return to the Visionaries of Wrestling. Slowly rising to his feet, Val doesn’t seek applause, he naturally gathers it. Taking two steps forward, signalling for a microphone, the Infinity born wrestler raising the microphone up in the air before placing it against his lips.

Axel Reid: And it seems our former World Visionary Champion has something to say.

Valquist’s movements are slowed as his caramel brown frame slides out of the ring and towards the people. Val took a lap around the ringside area to draw some positive heat from the crowd, most of whom who adored the wrestler. Stopping before a fan wearing a Valquist t-shirt, a simple black shirt with the word ‘VALIANT’ written atop in white, with Val’s name in a smaller print beneath, Val continues, embracing his slow march around the ringside area.

Valquist: Can you hear this? Real people, clambering for the spectacular. Wanting and needing the very best from this company, its performers, and the staff that work tirelessly to make this show as good as it has been for the last two years. Like every wrestling promotion that gathers tractions and excels, it needs you… It needs you to stand to your feet, because this, and every week since my return, has not been for the purpose of being spectacular. I’ve developed a winning habit, but no addiction can be served unless there is an escalation. Tonight, the bait has been set and I’ve been given the opportunity to name the kind of match I’ll be having at Armed and Dangerous.

Val lowers the microphone for a second, allowing a growing crowd noise to rally further in the Valiant’s corner. Still circling the crowd, Val’s words were more amped as the seconds passed.

Valquist: This name has been resurrected from the dead for a singular purpose, to reclaim the Visionaries World Championship, and take its potential to the stratosphere. To some I might still be a lifeless corpse rotting within my darkest hour, but to those who understand and appreciate second chances, this is my only chance to make good on my promise. I’ll never run away from the challenge until this organisation is enlightened by the forces of good, having survived so long in the dark. I need all of you, and everybody in the back, to finally head my words with a heavy heart, with the strongest of warnings. The Valquist is here to better, and to ultimately prosper, even the coldest of hearts. I can only change it all at the top, where my words are truly revered. Until then my slow course to solitude builds in just a few weeks.

Sliding back into the ring, Val looked dead into the eye of the camera crews set up in the west of the arena, with the former Champion’s back turned to the majority of the audience.

Valquist: There is no greater sin than living under the periphery of your potential, allowing the world around you dictate how good one thing should be. This federation boasts infinite talent, and it’s time to find it, elevate it, and ultimately conquer it on the golden path of aspiration. There is no god greater than your own image, and I, The Valquist, have been reborn in the image of all of you who dream and desire of a better tomorrow, today.

Valquist drops the microphone having just landed the close of his speech, and roles back out of the ring. Walking around the ringside area, still a little bit disappointed that tonight’s match wasn’t a greater spectacle, even in victory, before beginning the descent up the ramp. A loud roar, which quickly amasses into furious jeers gather, is screamed throughout the arena. Heads turn to follow other movement in the arena, with expectation quickly turning into reality. Valquist stops for the briefest of moments away from the camera and smiles.

Ruby Parvati: Well that was certainly thought-provoking...

Axel Reid: Wait, who is that?!

From the back a hooded figure comes and nails Valquist with a hard forearm, sending him back to the ringside, cutting the music. Rearing their arm back again, they land another stiff shot across the skull. The figure then rolls Valquist into the ring. Sliding in himself, the figure takes off the hood, revealing Tristan Ambrose! Valquist gets up and attempts a comeback, but Tristan kicks Valquist between the legs for a low blow, setting up The Last Word onto the canvas!

Axel Reid: That's Tristan Ambrose! What the hell is he doing?!

Picking up the discarded Microphone, Tristan stands over Valquist.

Tristan Ambrose: This.... This is what I’ve been talking about.. You are a grade A example, of the bull-beep- that I’ve been talking about for the past few months. You know what you are, you, are a liar. Months ago, you lost a match... a match that said if you lost, you were gone, done, your contract was voided and cancelled permanently.

Pacing the ring, Tristan shakes his head, running a hand with his hair looking down at him again, sneering at the fallen member of the roster.

Tristan Ambrose: You think you can just put your career on the line, LOSE.. then run back in here several months later and claim you have ANY claim towards wanting the world championship? You think you’re worthy? No. So here is what we are going do for you, so you can live out this fantasy just a little longer.. Armed and Dangerous, I am going to personally end this little renaissance of yours, because a change is coming to VOW, and it starts by killing this favoritism before it gets out of hand.

Tossing the mic down at Valquist, “Ain’t No Sunshine” by DMX plays as Tristan exits the ring, walking up the ramp smiling before retreating backstage. As medical staff come out to treat Val, the scene fades to a commercial break.

Axel Reid: Oh Ruby, I’m getting word that we’re next got a Satellite link to one of the guest competitors in the Third Eye Open tournament.

Ruby Parvati: Oh? Which one is it?

Axel Reid: The man of a thousand monikers, the former RSW World Heavyweight Champion, Frank Windsor.

Ruby Parvati: OH crap! Has he been told not to curse on here? He does have a way of words.

Axel Reid: I hope so.

As Erin Gordon is helped away from the ring by the referee, a bombardment of British images fills the big screen. Those images quickly dissolve as the Union Jack flag upon the screen burns from the outside inside. Footage of various things that have happened in history from around the country bleed through the flames until finally, it stops upon the wrestling faction known simple as the Bastards logo.

The camera pulls back to reveal the wrestler known as Frank Windsor. Stood behind him are his Bastard team-mates Rob Riot and Billy Fowler. A caption on the bottom of the screen reads “Live from Japan”

Frank Windsor: First off let me tell you that your eyes do not deceive you but I am on your screen fans of this Visionaries of Wrestling promotion. Secondly, you may notice that Frank Windsor has been put onto your screens with a fifteen seconds delay as they didn’t want me cursing live on one of your shows. This is about your little tourney Third Eye Open. You w-bleep- think that there wouldn’t be one of the B-bleep- in this little tourney? Should it have been this guy? Rob Riot?

Rob Riot’s dressed in his wrestling gear with a trademarked “Bastards” t-shirt over it. He slaps Rob on the back who doesn’t look too impressed with Frank. Then he motioned to the other man.

Frank Windsor: Or what about the weak [Beep] link Fowler here? Oh I couldn’t let that happen to the viewing public. This is such big match for the Bastards, and Fowler’s a bed wetter.

Billy Fowler is also standing in his ring attire with his trademarked t-shirt on.

Billy Fowler: One of these day Frank, one of these days.

Frank Windsor [Whispering to Rob]: He’s very ashamed, and that is why I am representing the boys in this little tournament of VOW.

He smirks at the camera whilst Billy rolled his eyes.

Frank Windsor: Someone’s got to be in this tournament with some talent in them. Most of them come across as a group of wankers that have no more of a chance of winning this whole thing that Gary Glitter does of getting into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

Billy Fowler shrugs his shoulders at this inappropriate comment as he is used to Frank crossing the line of decency.

Frank Windsor: All these groups of three are entered into this little tournament, randomly chosen to team with two others on the roster or guests must like me. This ain’t like the Thunderdome people. This is all of mine, Frank Windsor. Oh and the two punks that I have to carry through this thing.

Frank walks around as the cameraman follows him.

Frank Windsor: So the powers that be at VOW have teamed me up with fellow Brit Matthew Slater and...

He looks at a piece of paper.

Frank Windsor: Some Asian transgender called Satako. Satako? Isn’t that the monster from those Ring movies we watch Billy?

Billy Fowler: SHE is not transgender Frank, she is a she.

Frank Windsor: You sure Billy? She does look a bit butch. Bit like Casanova English in drag right? Anyway those two have been picked to team with me; anyone’s better than you Billy? Slater doesn’t seem so shabby but the chick?

Billy looks disgusted as that mental image crosses his mind.

Billy Fowler: I beg your pardon? You can’t say that. We are professional wrestlers Frank, not Joey Essex wannabies.

Frank Windsor (Smirking): Ahhh……Oh don’t be like that Billy, someone may want you in their tournament one day; well when me and Rob aren’t available that is. And the rest of the human species.

Rob smirks ever so slightly.

Frank Windsor: So this opening match is going to be good whomever they throw against us. I’ve got my sun screen and have taken my motion sickness pills so bring on the ride VOW; expecting something different from the King of Yorkshire? I’m here waiting in Japan ready for it. I’m here because the Sultan of Schlong Style is going to get his World Championship back at RSW’s Masquerade 2 pay per view.

Rob Riot: Nice plug Frank.

Frank Windsor: I pity the fool that gets between me and my destiny in this match.

He smirks.

Frank Windsor: I can’t stand here all day and take the piss out of my stable mate even though it is quite easy, No, I must talk about this tournament that the owners of VOW rang me up personally to appear in. Why has the Wrestling Industry’s got it in for us? It’s not as if we aren’t big things in this thing. We bring in the ratings. Bit like those 80’s media stars in the UK did before their fall.

Billy Fowler [putting his hand up]: She was old enough dude, and it’s different in Thailand fucker.

Frank Windsor: ………..Ok Rolf, Nobody stands between you and what you want right? But back on subject.

He points at himself.

Frank Windsor: This is all about [beep] Frank Windsor; Frank Windsor will bring a fitting end to whoever VOW throws at Slater and the chick before moving onto next round that can actually bring something to the match.

Billy Fowler [putting his hand up once again]: Come on Frank, everyone knows that you are some slap headed dude who has a fixation with foul language.

Frank Windsor: And? What’s that got to do with the price of things? It’s not like the Winter is coming. This is Frank Windsor’s time Billy, time for you to roll over and let me get on with my play for greatness.

Billy Fowler [He looks bewildered]: What? Have you been smoking that shit again. You know the rule? Puff, puff, pass right?

Frank Windsor: I don’t smoke that shit, Not my thing anymore ask Rob.

Billy Fowler: Ok?

Frank Windsor: Anyway this is the Windsor Effect not your time Billy, It’s not all about you brah, wow, so self-centred ain’t you? This is about me and the two people they’ve thrown with me.

Billy Fowler: What? You going to drop your nut sack in your opponents faces?

He turns back towards Rob Riot.

Billy Fowler: You still got Matt Slater’s number bro?

Frank Windsor: Screw you Billy. One day you’ll take the -long bleep- out of your ass and see that I, Frank Windsor am the one with the [Beep] talent in this collective.

Billy Fowler: The funny thing is that you believe that. So do you have any final words?

He grabs the camera.

Frank Windsor: VOW, wake the [beep] up! Frank Windsor has arrived.

He then walks off camera leaving the other Bastards. Billy Fowler rolls his eyes as he walks off.

Rob Riot looks at the camera.

Rob Riot: Bed wetter?

The screen goes black, leaving the crowd to talk amongst themselves about what they just witnessed.

Axel Reid: Oh my GOD! The Sultan of Schlong Time!

Ruby Parvati: Is he THAT good? Other than the cursing?

Axel Reid: Haven't you seen his stuff on YouTube?

Ruby Parvati: No. Should I?

Axel Reid: Him and Slater are legit hard hitters and throw Satako into the mix also, this is going to be an amazing team to watch.

The view then cuts to the big screen where another video starts to play. We open to see that of a young red haired male inside what looks to be a video game arcade, the young male adult can be seen rather focused on the 8-bit pixelated game he can be seen playing.[/div]

T_H_E__T_E_X_T_B_O_O_K

PHINEHAS CROWE
IS
COMING!!!

Cutting back to ringside, both AJ Kingsley and Cali-Kate are already in the ring standing in their respective corners with the referee and Jerry Heisenberg also joining them in the ring.

Axel Reid: Welcome back folks, up next we have an interesting contest here to look forward too.

Ruby Parvati: Indeed, let’s go to our ring announcer, Jerry Heisenberg.

Heisenberg steps into the centre of the ring, raising the microphone to his lips as Kingsley and Kate are warming up in their corners.

Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, to my left! From Laguna Beach, California…standing in at 5 foot 2 and weighing in at 136 pounds! “The Geekette Extraordinaire”…Cali…Kate!

Kate raises her right arm to a huge ovation from the crowd, as she smiles and waves out to the crowd in attendance before re-focusing her attention on her opponent.

Jerry Heisenberg: And her opponent, standing to my right! From Miami, Florida…standing in at 5 foot 10 and weighing in at 132 pounds! “The Youthful King”…A…J…Kingsley!

Kingsley raises both arms and also gets a huge ovation from the crowd before he too turns back to face his opponent as the referee calls for the bell and the match is underway.

DING DING DING!!!

Both competitors walk up to one another and Kingsley outstretches his arm for a handshake which Kate accepts before they break away and begin to circle one another.

Axel Reid: Both competitors showing each other some respect there, always nice to see good sportsmanship.

Ruby Parvati: Please. I like to see people beat the Hell out of each other.

Both of them lock up in the centre and Kate is quick to lock Kingsley up into a side headlock before quickly hitting him with a judo hip toss, keeping the headlock cinched in.

Axel Reid: Kate may still be new to wrestling herself, but she’s using her experience over AJ, who is even more new to the wrestling business.

Ruby Parvati: Indeed. And Kate feels like she has a lot to prove after her defeat at Breakthrough 51.

AJ manages to wrap his legs around Kate’s head in a headscissors to break out of the headlock, however Kate is quick to kip up and both competitors are back to their feet to a ripple of applause from the crowd.

Axel Reid: Both competitors feeling one another out in the early stages of this match.

The two lock up for a second time with a collar and elbow tie, however Kingsley quickly spins around the back of Kate and into a backslide pin.

ONE…

Kate manages to flip over onto her feet and quickly sits down, trapping Kingsley’s arms under her legs in a sitout pin.

ONE…

Leaning forward so he’s lying on top of Kate, Kingsley bridges over her with a pin of his own.

ONE…

Both wrestlers push themselves up to their feet and spin around one another and Kate who now finds herself behind Kingsley, she jumps up, trapping his arms with her arms and legs and drops him down into a crucifix pin.

ONE…

Kick-out!

Ruby Parvati: So many pins!

Both competitors for a second time are quickly back to their feet, both grinning a little as once again the fans cheer in appreciation for the back and forth between the two.

Axel Reid: These fans appreciating the display being put on by these two wrestlers.

For the third time, they lock up in the centre and again, Kate locks in a side headlock, however Kingsley is quick to push her off the ropes, but when she comes back, he’s met with a hip attack from the Geekette Extraordinaire.

Ruby Parvati: Hip attack from Kate…

Kate quickly follows up with a leg drop and then points to the turnbuckle which receives a positive reaction from the crowd.

Axel Reid: Looks like Kate’s going up top!

Kate begins to scale the turnbuckle and she is quick to dive off of it and land on top of Kingsley’s chest with a double foot stomp.

Ruby Parvati: And a double foot stomp right to AJ’s chest!

She quickly pins AJ, hooking both legs in the process as the referee drops to his knees to make the count.

ONE…

TWO…

Kick-out!

Axel Reid: First two count of the match there…

Kate is quick back to her feet and she grabs hold of Kingsley’s right leg and turns him over onto his front in a single leg Boston Crab.

Ruby Parvati: Kate with a single leg Boston Crab on AJ here.

AJ screams out in pain as Kate wrenches his leg back as far as she can as the Youthful King scratches and claws his way towards the ropes.

Axel Reid: AJ trying desperately to try and get to the ropes here and force Kate to break her hold.

As he continues to crawl, stretching his arm out as far as possible, with one final burst, he lunges towards the bottom rope and grabs hold of it forcing Kate to relinquish the hold.

Ruby Parvati: And AJ manages to get to the ropes and break the hold…

Kate wastes little time going back to the task at hand as she drags AJ away from the ropes and lifts him up onto his feet by his head.

Axel Reid: Wise move by Kate to keep on the attack, not allowing AJ to catch a breather.

Unfortunately for Kate however, AJ manages to break out of her grasp and delivers a flurry of stiff forearms to the side of her head as well as some stiff kicks to various parts of Kate’s body before finishing the combination off with an Enzuigiri.

Ruby Parvati: AJ fighting back here!

Kingsley quickly heads towards the ropes and climbs out onto the apron and waits for Kate to get to her feet, who is beginning to stir.

Axel Reid: What does AJ have in mind now?

Once Kate gets to her feet, Kingsley springboards off the top rope and nails her in the side of the head with a high knee that’s quickly followed by a pin.

ONE…

TWO…

Kick-out!

Ruby Parvati: And only a two count there from AJ…

Kingsley is quick back to his feet and makes his way over to the turnbuckle and slaps his right knee a few times, probably to get some more feeling back after the single leg Boston Crab from earlier.

Axel Reid: Looks like AJ’s still feeling the effects of that single leg Boston Crab…

As Kate slowly gets up onto her knees, Kingsley lunges forward with a Superkick, the move he calls The Killing Curse, however Kate ducks under it and quickly rolls him up into a schoolgirl pin.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE???

Ruby Parvati: NO!!! SO CLOSE BUT AJ JUST GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!!

Both wrestlers are quick up to their feet, and Kate suddenly connects with the Geek Chic Kick! Kingsley drops to the mat and Kate quickly goes for the lateral press.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE???

Axel Reid: NO!!! AJ KICKS OUT AGAIN!!!

The fans cheer on the newcomers heart and willpower as Kate begins to get frustrated over not being able to put the youngster, Kingsley away.

Ruby Parvati: Kate can’t allow the frustration get the best of her here.

After a few moments of trying to figure out what to do to put Kingsley away, Kate finally lifts the young man up to his feet and proceeds to set him up for her patented Starstruck finishing move.

Axel Reid: Kate’s decided it’s finally time to end things here!

Suddenly, before she’s able to hit it, after a little struggle, Kingsley manages to free himself and then spin around Kate so he’s now in front of her with his back to her.

Ruby Parvati: AJ breaks free!

Grabbing hold of her head, he then jumps up and nails her with a standing sitout shiranui!

Axel Reid: DEAD MAN’S HAND!!!

Grabbing her leg and trapping Kate’s arms under his legs, the referee drops to his knees to make the pin.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE???

THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner by pinfall! AJ KINGSLEY!!!

As Kingsley celebrates his first win in VoW, we then cut to a commercial break.

Backstage at the Pavilion, we found ourselves facing the office of Ryan Omega and though the door is tightly shut there are voices emanating from within. Two specifically, but two more than speak at irregular intervals. The view widens a bit to show Darius Yates standing outside said office with microphone in hand.

Axel Reid: Taking you backstage where our broadcast colleague Darius Yates is standing by. Darius, we understand that Mr. Omega is in a rather important meeting right now, is that correct?

Darius Yates: That's correct, Axel, though I'm not sure WHO he's meeting with. They've been in there almost an hour now...

Ruby Parvati: And you've been there with your ear to the door the whole time and can't tell us nothin'?

Looking flustered for a moment, Darius nonetheless regains his composure fairly quickly.

Darius Yates: In any event, we'll keep you posted-

Cut off by the opening of the door, Darius and the camera both refocus on that. The first person to exit, to a ferocious mix of cheers and boos, is the World Visionary Champion. Emma Carlisle steps out first, dressed for battle with her title over her shoulder, and she's flanked by the rest of her Horsewomen, Katalina Star and Joanna Thade. The latter two fully exit and turn to face Omega, who stands in the doorway. Their expressions don't betray much, nor does Emma's... though she does surprisingly accept Omega's offered hand as the two briefly converse.

Ryan Omega: I'm going out on a limb with this, Miss Carlisle, but given your position in this company and your strong case toward this matter... I feel reasonably confident that the next few shows will prove you right in your assessments.

Nodding once, Emma retracts her hand and hitches the title a little higher on her shoulder.

Emma Carlisle: Opportunity is all that's necessary. The most will be made of it. You have our gratitude, Omega.

Disappearing back into his office, Emma turns to her fellow riders... and then notices Darius Yates. Or maybe she knew he was there the whole time. His curiosity and tentativity mingle oddly as he brings his microphone up, the eyes of these three wicked women locked on him.

Darius Yates: Ah, Miss Carlisle... care to offer any insight to our fans as to what this meeting was about? You were... in there for quite some time.

Emma Carlisle: Were you eavesdropping, Darius?

Darius Yates: Well, no... not really... I mean...

Emma Carlisle: You're done here.

Her words come out sharp, clipped. There's obviously no patience in Death right now as she cuts Darius off with a cold stare.

Emma Carlisle: You'll find out when the rest of the VoW Nation does. No sooner. And next time? Keep your nose away from strange doors lest you LOSE it.

Taking his leave without a moment's delay, Darius is hurrying off as Emma turns to Joanna and Katalina. Her demeanor softens somewhat and she puts a hand on each woman's shoulder, drawing them closer to her. A few deep breaths later, she addresses them quietly.

Emma Carlisle: This doesn't excuse everything by any stretch. In reality, it is but the start. And it shouldn't have come to the point that this was necessary, but I take the blame for that, sisters. It's on me.

Katalina and Joanna exchange looks, concerned and curious but not interrupting Death as she takes a moment to consider her words.

Axel Reid: I'm not sure I get what's going on here, Ruby...

Ruby Parvati: It's above your pay grade. I'm just glad that Kat and Joanna aren't smashing each other in front of Emma right now. I wonder how that got resolved... or if it even is.

Axel Reid: With all the bad blood that's gone between them in recent matches, it would be unbelieveably optimistic to say that things are smoothed out.

Looking into the eyes of Kat first, Emma speaks again in the same calm fashion.

Emma Carlisle: I know that this isn't what you had in mind, Strife. It isn't what I wanted, either. But considering the others involved in this battle there is much we can do to make the most of it. Settle a useless misunderstanding, show our dominance anew and maybe even bolster our ranks. If Omega is to be believed, this will be just the start and you will soon be able to expect treatment befitting your standing. Just do as you always do, sister, and wield the power you possess with the skill ingrained into you.

Star smiles faintly and nods. Emma leans up as she steps in, the two women trading a kiss to the cheek before Katalina turns and makes her way down the hall. Left with her partner and fiancee, Emma turns to Joanna.

Emma Carlisle: And I don't need to tell you what your own opportunity means... not only for you but for all of us. You proved you were the most dominant warrior in that match with only Katalina being your close second. Now, with only one victim to focus your bloodlust on, I believe in your ability to take the keys to the future from your outmatched adversary. Do me proud, love.

Another faint smile from Emma before she turns serious again.

Emma Carlisle: But tonight we have work to do. Cornett and Jones first. Then our situation at Armed and Dangerous.

Joanna, nodding, meets Emma as the two briefly share a far more intimate bit of contact than Death and Strife did. Then they move out of sight to prepare for their main event match.

Axel Reid: Did I hear that right? Emma made it sound like Katalina was going to be in a match that may birth the addition of a new Horsewoman... and if I get what she's saying clearly enough...

Ruby Parvati: Fat chance of that.

Axel Reid: ...It seems Joanna may have someone lined up to brutalize at the PPV as well! But who that turns out to be I have no idea.

Ruby Parvati: Either way, couple that with Emma defending against Stacy Jones and it sounds like A&D might be a chaotic night for VoW!

We return from the Vagabond advertisement organized by VoW to see Jerry Heisenberg once again prepared to announced the next match.

Jerry Heisenberg: The following match is set for one fall!

Axel Reid: A young woman looking to regain her footing in VoW and her opponent likewise trying to find her place after a change of scenery.

Ruby Parvati: Katie's never gotten over losing to Ace Watson. It's getting a bit tired if you ask me.

Axel Reid: I'd be down, too, but she's fighting back hard and I'd expect her to be in contention again soon.

Ruby Parvati: Blink could put the brakes on that in a hurry. Girl's tough and quick, just like Katie.

Axel Reid: Careful... someone might think you're complimenting them.

The soft strums of "Bleeding Me" by Metallica reverberate throughout the arena, as the former Zero Gravity Champion, Katie Moicelle walks out, with Claire Daniels piggybacking on her. The crowd starts cheering their collective heads off, to the point where it almost drowns out the music.

Jerry Heisenberg: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Claire Daniels... from Crossville, Tennessee and weighing in at 117 pounds... the Cumberland Jet... KATIE MOICELLE!

Said brunette merely walks down to the ring, nowhere near as happy as she was as Zero Gravity Champion. Katie and Claire reach out for high fives, every single one of them reciprocated. Moicelle reaches ringside and lets Daniels off of her back and over towards the time keeper's area before sliding in, popping up, and giving the crowd a quick thumbs up before prepping for the bell to ring.

Ruby Parvati: Girl better pull her ass off her shoulders and quick.

Axel Reid: She looks pretty focused to me, Ruby. And Claire's right there to keep an eye on things.

Ruby Parvati: Better be...

Jerry Heisenberg: And introducing her opponent...

The lights hit to a darkened setting as a pulsing light comes in from the stage blinking (get it?) out over the crowd as they become nothing more than silhouetted figures. Eventually the pulsing light grows into a pink shade as Blink comes out onto the stage looking as though she has energy to spare. To one point Blink heads off to get a look at the crowd through the pulsating strobe light. No real flash or flare here as Blink turns and makes her way across the stage giving this area a little consideration before heading back to the stairs stepping down each one carefully.

Jerry Heisenberg: ...from Lawrence, New Zealand and weighing in at 138 pounds... BLINK!

The rest of her trek to the ring is a light jog as Blink runs through whatever hands or signs are outstretched trying to brush past them as gingerly as possible and doing a side step whenever needed. Through the jog, Blink slides into the ring and hops up to her feet stepping around over looking the crowd before putting her back against the ropes and outstretching her arms in a last minute warm up. Just a few bounces before Blink pushes herself forward into a slight jog to the other side of the ring where she begins walking along the side glancing out at the crowd as the lights set themselves up for future endeavors.

Axel Reid: Tentative as always, but once that bell rings Blink gets moving in a hurry.

Ruby Parvati: I'm looking for her to knock off Katie here, Axel. Katie's good enough, yeah, but she's not used to facing someone as quick as she is. If that skirt of Blink's comes off...

Axel Reid: ...she lives up to her name. Guess we'll have to see. Either way, this one should be a crowd pleaser!

DING! DING! DING!

Both women start out a little tentative, teasing at locking their fingers or going for a collar-and-elbow. Katie is the first take initiative and lock up with Blink, easily powering down her smaller oppponent. Once engaged, Blink quickly gets behind Katie with a waistlock and attempts a suplex. Blocking the maneuver and changing positions with Blink, Katie attempts the same only for Blink to flip out of the move and land on her feet. Katie, already having gone for the ropes before Blink landed, is still caught by an attempted hiptoss which she blocks. Reversing, she goes for one of her own but Blink flips out of the attempt and the two women quickly spin to face one another, getting a positive reaction from the Villanova portion of the VoW Nation.

Axel Reid: Pretty evenly matched so far with neither woman getting ahead. But the crowd is into it.

Ruby Parvati: Never let it be said that these two can't go. It's looking like the first screw up is gonna settle this.

Axel Reid: You may be right. I think after all that Blink is feeling a little more confident and you can see it in her face. Katie, on the other hand, looks more intense.

Ruby Parvati: She's probably going to start crying again...

Axel Reid: Oh, stop it.

The two young woman lock up again and Blink surprises Katie with a swift armdrag. Skidding and coming up to her feet quickly, Katie comes at Blink hard and nearly nails her with a big boot. Scurrying out of the way, Blink attempts a second suplex and it is Katie this time that flips out of it, yanking Blink around and hip-tossing her to the mat. Kipping up in time to avoid Katie's attempt at a legdrop, after which she likewise bounds to her feet, turning and aiming a kick at Blink that the former maid matches. A right hand from Blink is blocked and the follow-up is similarly blocked by Katie. Moicelle hits the ropes and takes a back body drop from the slightly-faster Blink... yet she shocking turns in mid-air and lands on her feet, grabbing Blink for another German. Rotating to land on her own feet, both women go for a dropkick at the same time and, as with mere minutes ago, come up at the same time in a stalemate, leading to an even more potent crowd reaction.

Ruby Parvati: ...you didn't blink, did you? I almost missed it.

Axel Reid: Well, the fans sure didn't! And they're loving every second!

Ruby Parvati: I'd say these two are, too. All of a sudden they know what they're in for and there's a fire under their asses.

Katie extends a hand to Blink who, after some hesitation, accepts it. Backing off a few steps, the woman lock up and Katie quickly gets behind Blink and trips her to the mat, wrapping her right leg into a kneebar variation. Blink scrambles for the ropes and gets the break, with Katie quickly letting go. Blink goes on the attack quickly... too quickly, as Katie's drop toe hold brings her back down and leads to a second application of the kneebar. Using her flexibility and tenacity to slip Katie's grip, Blink is up on her feet in a flash, nearly nailing Katie with a stiff kick before the Cumberland Jen lies back on the mat while Blink's foot goes sailing past.

Blink heads for the ropes as Katie rolls to her stomach, then darts under Moicelle's leapfrog. A spinning forearm rocks Blink on her return, and a hangman's neckbreaker to follow drops her to the mat. Katie goes for a lateral press with the far leg hooked.




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TWO...




Axel Reid: Defiant kick-out by Blink and the match continues!

Ruby Parvati: That forearm rattled some fillings, though. Blink better watch that.

The knee work has slowed the former maid down half a step or so, but despite the favoring she's still quick. Blink is pulled to her feet by Katie and sent into the ropes with a surprise front dropkick turning the tables. Blink quickly uses her legs to lock on a sleeperhold variation, trying to keep a now-squirming Katie still for a few moments while, presumably, she comes up with a strategy. Katie, fighting to extricate herself, takes to pounding with a fist on Blink's leg until the girl cries out and loosens up a notch. Katie wrenches free and backs off a few steps, tackling Blink when she gets up and laying in punches. To her credit, Blink covers up as the referee pulls Katie back, warning her about a possible DQ.

The moment Moicelle takes to center works against her; a spinning heel kick knocks the former Zero Gravity Champion to the mat. Not for long, but long enough for Blink to get in motion. The element of surprise offsets her slightly-slowed pace, with Blink riding Katie's skull to the canvas via a bulldog. Bounding up and off the second rope, Blink comes down with an elbow to the heart and quickly goes for the pin.




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KICK-OUT!




Ruby Parvati: Katie almost ate it on that one!

Axel Reid: You can't let someone like Blink get going! The girl is too quick to be believed!

Ruby Parvati: Looks like Katie is finding that out the hard way!

Trying to keep in motion while counting on adrenaline to keep the pain down, Blink uses another front dropkick to knock Katie into the ropes. Her charge sees her sent over to the top rope to the apron and a back kick from Katie sends the former maid to the floor. Looking between her opponent and the ropes, Katie makes a snap decision and breaks into a run, diving through the top and middle ropes onto Blink, knocking both women hard to the floor outside the ring!

Axel Reid: Tope suicida from Katie Moicelle!

Ruby Parvati: Was that a human or a missile, Axel?!

Katie damn near lands on her feet, stumbling back into the barricade but getting quite a reaction from the ringside fans for her reckless assault. Emboldened by this reaction somewhat, Katie actually smiles and gets to Blink, shoulder-checking her into the barricade before rolling her back into the ring. The former maid is on her hands and knees by the time Katie gets in and the Cumberland Jet responds with a dropkick to the ribs. Sent rolling, Blink rises in pain with a hand to her side while Katie measures her. Hitting the ropes off to the side, Katie goes big, springboarding off the second rope for her You Wa SHOCK... but gets knocked out of the sky by a suprise dropkick by Blink! The fans are cut off in the middle of their chant of the move's name, groaning as Katie crumbles to the mat and Blink, rocked by the impact as well, is likewise laid out!

Ruby Parvati: There's no cliche that's cliche enough! You just can't downplay how quick that little maid chick is!

Axel Reid: Still, to take Katie out of her You Wa SHOCK is amazing, Ruby! The referee's starting the ten count but both women are already stirring here...

Ruby Parvati: Blink's up and four... five... and Katie is reasonably on her feet at six. Good. More rapid-fire destruction.

Blink backs up onto the second rope, measuring Katie for a tornado DDT... and is thrown off! She lands a little awkwardly on her hurt leg but rolls under Katie's clothesline and responds with a handspring dropkick! Knocked into the turnbuckles, Blink sends another dropkick her way before pulling Katie into a quick, spiking Impant DDT!

Axel Reid: Saturday Crush! That might do it!




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THREE?!




NO! SHOULDER UP!




Ruby Parvati: The referee thought it was three for a moment there, even! But Katie's still in it! Girl's got some guts after all!

She very well does, but Moicelle is still reeling and some desperation is starting to show on Blink's part. Unsure, she backs off and watches Katie and cocks back her right hand, curling it into a tight fist. She moves side to side in a half-circle, waiting for Moicelle to pull herself up.

Axel Reid: Blink might be looking to uncork the Valhallan Shot... but I'm not sure she shouldn't be stalking Katie like this. Staying on her might be the better idea!

Ruby Parvati: Katie doesn't even know where she is right now! She probably thinks she's still engaged to Stacy Jones after THAT DDT!

Axel Reid: Harsh... but she IS getting up...

As soon as Katie turns, Blink swings a ferocious right only for Katie to stagger to the side. Off-balance, Katie grabs Blink and pulls her in close, chin positioned on Katie's shoulder. Punching her way out, Blink grabs Katie around the waist and tries to drop her throat-first on the ropes, only stopped when Katie gets a grip on the top strand before coming down. Going for a waistlock, Blink tries her utmost to wrench Moicelle free of her grip, throwing all of her weight into the attempt.

Axel Reid: The Valhallan Shot didn't hit... but the Missed Opportunity might! Katie's holding on for dear life here!

Ruby Parvati: Hell, I would be too! And an elbow by Katie! I think she knocked some pink out of Blink's hair with that!

Katie comes at Blink and lands on her feet following a monkey flip. Blink whirls around, just missing a kick that goes sailing over Katie's head, leading to the former Zero Gravity Champions stepping in and dropping her with a front-facing stunner!

Axel Reid: And The Cure connects!

Ruby Parvati: Blink actually bounced! Katie with the pin but Blink looks a little close to the ropes there...




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THREE?!




THREE!




DING! DING! DING!

Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner... KATIE MOICELLE!

Axel Reid: And the finish came just like that! Katie really turned up the speed to get around Blink tonight! Pure veteran move hooking the arm as well to keep the younger Blink from breaking the pin!

Looking a little downtrodden at the loss, Blink looks up to see Katie offering her a hand up to her feet, which the New Zealander takes after a moment. Katie shakes her hand before leaving the ring, managing to bring a little smile to the pink-haired girl's face.

Axel Reid: I know you don't care for it, Ruby, but that was a nice gesture on Katie's part.

Ruby Parvati: Sure, sure... nothing to lose, right? She already won.

Axel Reid: There's no saving you, is there?

Katie heads up the ramp with Claire in tow, turning back to Blink and seeming to gesture for the fans to give the girl a little love as well, which they do. Blink blushes as she leaves the ring and hurries backstage as though not sure what to make of the attention. We then go to another commercial.