Breakthrough! (Edition #11 Results)

Shay McClure vs. Stacy Jones

Ring announcer Jerry Heisenberg stands in the middle of the ring, with a microphone to his lips.

Jerry Heisenberg: The following is our opening contest for the evening and is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 210 pounds, hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland...he is “Da Bad Guy” SHAY MCCLURE!!!



“U Can’t Touch This” by MC Hammer starts playing as Shay McClure emerges from behind the curtain wearing a gold shirt and black parachute pants. There are a few cheers for him from the crowd as he makes his way to the ring.

Axel Reid: Did we just time warp back into the 1990’s? I’m surprised that parachute pants still exist in 2014, let alone are actually worn by people…

Ruby Parvati: It’s called retro, Axel. Not that you’d know anything about that. I think they look pretty sexy on that hot chocolate...I mean Shay McClure...

Shay goes through the ropes and puts up a gang sign to his homies before making his way to a corner to wait for his opponent.



"I Will Not Break" by A Sound Of Thunder blasts out of the PA system and the fans go crazy as Stacy Jones struts out onto the stage followed by Tayla Williams. The two stop at the top of the ramp looking out to the crowd smiling before they begin to make their way down the ramp slapping the fans hands on the way.

Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent making her way to the ring…being accompanied by Tayla Williams...from New York City, New York…standing in at 5’7” and weighing in at 150 pounds...STACY JONES!!!

Ruby Parvati: Axel, remind me at the end of the night to give Stacy the number of my favorite tanning salon would you? I don’t even think Casper the friendly ghost is that white and he’s a ghost!

Axel Reid: Some people are naturally pale in complexion and Stacy’s one of them. She’s fine the way that she is. She doesn’t have to conform to what you want her to be, nor do I think she wants to...

Ruby Parvati: Whatever, Axel. I’m still giving her the number after the show...if I can remember where it is...

The two women reach the ring and roll under the bottom rope, Stacy then poses in the middle of the ring by raising her arms and making the devil’s horns with her hands. She then unzips her jacket, taking it off and handing it to Williams who then leaves the ring as "I Will Not Break" fades out. The referee motions to both competitors before calling for the start of the match.

DING! DING! DING!

The bell rings as Shay and Stacy meet in the center of the ring. They lock up with each other jostling for position before Shay kicks Stacy in the stomach. He then grabs her by the head and lifts her up into the air for a suplex, holding her there for several seconds.

Ruby Parvati: Mmm...look at that power...that strength…

Axel Reid: Shay does have a considerable size advantage in both height and weight over Stacy, but I wouldn’t count out Stacy Jones just yet. She’s beaten men more than twice her size before and she’s more than capable of doing so again…

Shay finally slams her down with the vertical suplex and quickly floats over for a pin attempt…

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KICK OUT!!!

Axel Reid: It’s going to take more than a simple suplex to keep Stacy Jones down.

They are both quickly back to their feet and Shay whips Stacy into the turnbuckle. He then rushes towards her hitting her with a clothesline in the corner. Not wasting time he then grabs her, DDTing her to the canvas. As she clutches her head painfully and Tayla yells from ringside, Shay begins to dance in the middle of the ring.

Ruby Parvati: Home boy’s got some moves!

Axel Reid: Home boy’s wasting time is what he’s doing...and now Stacy’s back up and she’s not happy!

Stacy has indeed made her way back to her feet and upon seeing Shay dancing delightfully she becomes quite enraged. Still dancing, when he turns back to her he eats a hard jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick to the face!

Ruby Parvati: No! Not the face!

Axel Reid: Stacy’s Kick and now a cover…

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KICK OUT!!!

Still upset, Stacy punches Shay repeatedly while he is down until she is forced to stop by the referee. This allows Shay to slide out of the ring in an attempt to collect himself. Stacy uses this as an opportunity to bounce off of the ropes and execute a suicide dive but Shay manages to move out of the way just in the nick of time and Stacy lands hard on the outside.

Ruby Parvati: Ha ha ha...nobody’s home, Casper!

Shay quickly picks her up and slides her into the ring before following suit. He gives her another kick to the stomach before putting her head between his legs, lifting her up, and slamming her down hard with a powerbomb!

Axel Reid: Hip Hop Drop by Shay McClure...this could be it!

Ruby Parvati: Come on homie! You got dis!

Rather than attempt a pin that would most likely lead to a three count, Shay picks Stacy up once more. He shouts “You can’t touch this!” right in her face before putting her head between his legs again and lifting her up as Tayla shouts loudly from ringside in a vain attempt to stop him.

Ruby Parvati: That’s right! Stacy Jones can’t touch Shay McClure! He’s clearly stronger and more powerful than she could ever hope to be!

Axel Reid: You call this strength and power? This could’ve been over but it looks like Shay wants to inflict more punishment...wait! Stacy’s punching Shay in the head while on his shoulders! She’s still got some life left!

Stacy punches Shay repeatedly until she counters the second powerbomb attempt with a hurricanrana hooking his legs for a pin…

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3-NO!!! KICK OUT!!!

Axel Reid: Stacy Jones almost pulled out the win there! Shay McClure looks bewildered after that stunning counter!

Tayla cheers Stacy on and tries to get the crowd involved in doing the same as the two get back to their feet and Shay Irish Whips Stacy into the ropes. She attempts a clothesline but Shay ducks under and runs to the ropes himself. Stacy stops and turns around as Shay bounds towards her. He attempts to hit her with a dropkick but she grabs his legs in midair as the rest of him falls to the canvas! She puts one of her legs between his executing an inverted Scorpion Death Lock and grabbing his arms to couple the move with a chickenwing!

Ruby Parvati: NO! This isn’t happening!

Axel Reid: She’s got it! Your Final Penance is locked in!

Shay with his size advantage over Stacy struggles to free himself from the move, but ultimately is forced to slap his hand against his rib cage to tap out as the referee calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Ruby Parvati: NO!

As Tayla slides into the ring to join in the celebration and the crowd cheers, the referee raises Stacy’s hand in victory and Jerry Heisenberg once more puts the microphone to his lips.

Jerry Heisenberg: The winner of this match by submission...STACY JONES!!!

Axel Reid: Both of these competitors gave it their all and it was back and forth throughout but it was Stacy Jones that pulled off a stunning victory over a man both larger and stronger than her in Shay McClure!

Ruby Parvati: Hmph! After what I just saw I’ve changed my mind, Axel...she’s not getting that card for the tanning salon.

Axel Reid: I doubt she’ll be upset about that, what with being happy about winning here tonight and all.

“I Will Not Break” plays once more, Stacy and Tayla exit the ring and head back up the ramp as the camera shifts from ringside to backstage...

Making the Inevitable More Interesting

Our scene opens up to the backstage area, where we see Reya Serra and her friend Paxar Vega heading down the hallway. Reya seems to be deep in thought, while Paxar is munching some nachos and chatting away...



Paxar Vega: I'm telling you Reya, these nachos are awesome sauce! I would let someone borrow my Dalek figurine for a bowl of these! Maybe. Okay, probably not. But they're still darn good! Like super amazing good!



Reya Serra: Perhaps you are exaggerating...



Paxar Vega: Nuh uh. I don't exaggerate!



Reya Serra: .... shall we bring up your extensive excitement concerning your... what is it that you and Vanessa have been calling it?



Paxar Vega: The grumpy owl?! How can I help it?! Only a few days left!! You can bet I'll be stocking up on a LOT of nachos that day!!



Reya smiles slightly at her friend's cheerful demeanor, before looking away from her. Mere seconds after turning her head, though, Serra is nearly forced to stumble forward as someone passes... and grabs her arm!! Our camera pans out to see Reya's sister, and fellow VoW superstar, Cera dragging the other woman down the hall, having snatched her by the wrist as she was prowling by. Paxar scowls in anger and starts shouting, taking a step forward to follow... but Cera's manager Jen Ryette steps in front of her and grins mischievously...



Jen Ryette: No no, Paxy-chaaan... this ain't any of your bizzy-ness!



Paxar Vega: Where is she taking her, Jen?!



The smaller woman just shakes her head, wagging a finger back and forth, with a cheeky grin on her face. Paxar angrily throws her precious nachos after the departing two women, as our camera shifts to follow the wrestlers themselves. Reya tries to tug away from Cera, who is dragging her toward a specific room with a determined look...



Reya Serra: Where are you taking me, Cera?!



Cera: Relax... it's something we both want... at least, that's what I'm assuming...



We see a bewildered look cross Reya's face, as her sister continues dragging her along. Our camera follows, until finally Cera bursts through a door near the end of a hallway. Inside, we notice none other than the VoW General Manager herself, Sky Sangue. She looks up from a piece of paper she's studying and frowns slightly as Cera pulls Reya up to the desk.



Cera: I demand a rematch with our resident bible thumper.



Reya Serra: .....



There's a few seconds of silence, as Reya glances at her sister with a frown. Sky slowly sets down the paper and stares at them...



Sky Sangue: You DEMAND? You truly should remember who you are talking to. That said... your last attempt was a disappointment. From both of you. How do I know it won't happen again?



Reya Serra: You have my assurances that it will not, for I too would welcome a rematch.



Cera: And... I've my own preparations made to keep what happened last time from happening again. So now it'll be a fair and equal fight.



Sangue glances back and forth with narrowed eyes, before she leans back slightly in her chair...



Sky Sangue: I am a bit curious. What do either of you get out of any of this? Your matches against one another, that is?



Reya Serra: Not being a twin, as Cera and I are, you would not fully understand.



Cera: Aha. Good twin, evil twin. The righteous and the malicious... the hero and the villain... they always meet. Multiple encounters. Though... in the stories... good always wins.



The Baddest Bitch smirks toward Reya, rubbing her hands together.



Cera: I truly do enjoy planting the seeds of reality back into the minds of the ignorant. Ah well. Either way, we're ratings, right?



Sky Sangue: Hm. Well, due to your incompetence as wrestlers in your failure of a match at the ppv... I have decided that, if both of you insist on a rematch... we have to make it more interesting. It is, in a way, to make up for that abomination.



Sky pauses, as Cera glances toward Reya, while the Herald has a thoughtful look on her face. Sangue continues...



Sky: I am thinking something along the lines of... specific stipulations. Such as... Cera is not allowed to use any unfair, cheap or illegal tactics. She must fight fairly, without getting too violent. Meanwhile, Reya... MUST make her opponent BLEED. And I am not talking about a mere cut or scrape, either. You must both go against what you are used to, or what follows your moral code. Not doing so will cause you to not only lose the match, but perhaps... a forced suspension... will be in your future... how does that sound, ladies?



Reya Serra: ...it would appear that you have given us little choice in the matter.



Cera: ...and now our request has turned into your own personal game?



Sky Sangue: I am simply thinking of VoW's precious fans. I expect you two shall do the same. Now, if you are done... get out of my sight.



The two women hover there a moment, as Sky returns her attention to the paper, before they both head out the door. Our visual fades on Reya and Cera sharing a long, almost knowing gaze... then heading in opposite

“Face The Pain” by Stemm blasts out of the PA system as the camera roams around the crowd frantically looking for Edward Myers as the fans boo heavily. Myers then appears at the top of the stairs in the crowd, looking out at all the booing fans before he begins to make his way down the stairs towards the barricade.

Jerry Heisenberg: Making his way to the ring… Standing in at 6’3” and weighing in at 265 lbs... Hailing from Des Moines, Iowa... He is "The Man Of Steel" EDWARD MYERS!!!

Axel Reid: There he is. Edward Myers. It was just last week that he decimated, Rayne Draven-Omega. In a brutal assault. His actions have sidelined RDO... And ultimately we’re possibly going to see Edward Myers go one-on-one with our Director of Wrestling Operations, Ryan Omega at Armed & Dangerous.

Ruby Parvati: Let’s talk about why this all came about. The former Mr. E revealed himself to be Edward Myers, the youger brother of former World’s Champion Jason Myers, the ex-husband of Rayne. Both Jason Myers and Ryan Omega were part of the most historic, bloodiest, heated, emotional rivalry in the NWA. All for the affections of a tramp and the big gold belt. Edward then revealed that The Omegas were responsible for causing a rift in his family. The legendary Thompson Wrestling Family from Des Moines, Iowa With the most familiar names being that of the Myers brothers Jason, and now Edward. Along with the patriarch, their grandfather John Thompson, Sr.

Axel Reid: This was years ago!!! Edward Myers is late to the party. You can’t object to a wedding after a couple’s already been wed for five years!!!

Myers reaches the barricade and climbs over it before making his way over to the ring. He slowly grabs the second rope and pulls himself up onto the ring apron before slowly climbing through the ropes into the ring. He then climbs the turnbuckle and just stares out into the crowd with his intimidating stare before climbing back down off the turnbuckle as “Face The Pain” fades out.

The lights shut off abruptly, plunging the arena and its occupants into pitch black. An audible buzz breaks out among the excited crowd, as though from a swarm of bees in the darkness. Camera flashes momentarily pierce the black film like distress flares, only to be extinguished as the darkness stitches itself together again.

'That's one small step for man...'

The famous words of Neil Armstrong reverberate throughout the stands, followed by Star yelling at the top of his lungs --

'ONE GIANT LEAP FOR STARRKADIAAANNN!'.

An uplifting synth chorus beams out into the void like a signal in deep space, eliciting a roar from the arena populace. Lasers shoot across the stage, crisscrossing and ricocheting to form their own rainbow constellations against the blackness. The Space Invader sprints out onto the stage, lifting his knees up to his chest with each stride. The crowd explode, lens flashes permeating the darkness once more. They hold their backlit phones above their heads and sway gently from side to side, the entire arena resembling a star-strewn night sky.

Jerry Heisenberg: His opponent making his way down the aisle... Standing 6’ and weighing at 275 lbs... He is “the Neon Avenger” STARRKADIAN!!!

Just as the pounding synth beat kicks in -- to which the audience stamp their feet and clap their hands -- Star takes off again, hurtling towards the ring like a rocket. His journey is captured by the lighting rig, which pulsates and illuminates him with flashes of pinks, blues and greens, giving his energetic movements a stop motion quality. He sprints around the ring several times, slapping the hands of the fans and pumping them up as he rides the crest of Dynatron’s sonic wave, ‘Propulsion Overdrive’.

The Neon Avenger sprints up the stairs and along the apron. He stops halfway and shakes the top rope violently, the turnbuckles on either side of him bobbing up and down. He then climbs through the ropes  as the crunching guitar kicks in, posing to the fans and yelling inaudibly as they drown him out with cheering. The lights slowly come back as his music fades and he waits in the corner, quaking with energy.

Axel Reid: Just look at Starrkadian. He’s not taking his eyes off of Edward Myers. It was only last week that Myers brutally and mercilessly attacked Rayne Draven-Omega. A competitor that earned the admiration and respect of the Intergalactic Defender. Starrkadian as a sign of that admiration bestowed one of his spandex armbands onto RDO. This match does have a personal meaning to Starr and one would have to wonder if Edward Myers has signed the certificate to assured destruction at the hands of our Space Invader.

The bell sounds as Myers and Starrkadian step forward and lock hands in a test of strength.

Ruby Parvati: Two of the bigger men on our roster... Four biceps of doom, right there. It’s a deadlock...

Axel Reid: Starrkadian though pushing through and getting the upperhand on Edward Myers. Pushing him down and back but ohh... Big knee to Starr’s gut... Just knocking the wind out of the Space Invader.

Myers hits a few forearm smashes knocking Starr back into the ropes as he presses him against them before whipping the Neon Avenger across the ring. Starr bounds back and Myers goes for a clothesline but Starr ducks it and comes back knocking Myers down with a shoulder block.

Axel Reid: Big shoulder from Starrkadian as The Man of Steel is now back up from the canvas. He has a heated glare at Starr. Starrkadian starts running in circles around Myers before grabbing the back of his head for a modified neckbreaker. Starrky rolls him over for a cover.

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KICKOUT!!!

Starrkadian looks out to the fans and amps them up with his arms. Calling for them to drown the arena in cheers, roars, anything to make the arena feel like a living breathing organism. He turns around at the wrong time and gets nailed with a mafia kick, knocking him down to the canvas.

Ruby Parvati: Edward Myers sending a message to Starrkadian on why it’s not wise to pander to the fans in the middle of a match.

Axel Reid: Myers dragging Starrkadian back to his feet and Starrkadian fights him off with some wild haymakers.

Starrkadian then whips Myers in the ropes as he starts zigging and zagging around the ring himself.

Axel Reid: We’ve seen the Neon Avenger use these tactics before. It is a specialty for him to disorient his opponent. But wait... NOOOOOO!!!! SUPERMAN PUNCH OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!

Edward Myers goes for the pin.

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3???

NO KICKOUT!!!

Ruby Parvati: So close!!!

Axel Reid: Myers rolls backwards off of Starrkadian and slouches in the corner. He’s got his arm outstretched and he’s waiting for the Neon Avenger to get up... Those fingers flapping as he’s begging Starr to get up.

Ruby Parvati: It looks like he’s starting to stir... Starrkadian up to both feet and Myers now, charging out of the corner...

Axel Reid: THE BITTER END!!! NOOOOO!!!! Hooks the leg...

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DING DING DING


“Face the Pain” blares out of the sound system.

Jerry Heisenberg: The winner of this match... EDWARD MYERS!!!

Ruby Parvati: That was quick... I didn’t think it was possible for anybody to go through Starrkadaian that fast...

Axel Reid: I can’t believe it...

Edward Myers looks around the arena and starts stomping away at a downed Starrkadian.

Axel Reid: No... I can’t watch this. This is horrible. It’s just atrocious. Starrkadian came out here to defend his newly gained friend only to be stopped dead in his tracks.

In other events up next we have Ziu Zhong vs Lucas McCann!!!