"All I ever wanted
was to be at your service
but now I'm alone
cause you were here and you're gone
And all I ever wanted
was to feel I had a purpose
but now that's all gone
But if you could give me
just one love
just one life
just one chance to believe in mine
just one love
just one life
you'd bleed for me
and I didn't dare to notice you
now I'm stuck
out on a line.
Bleed for me
I didn't care to be with you
now you're stuck in my mind
All I ever wanted
was to be what you needed
cause something so strong
it could never be wrong.
And all I can promise
is to say what I'm feeling
We've made it so long
But if you could give me
just one love
just one life
just one chance to believe in mine
just one love
just one life
you'd bleed for me
and I didn't dare to notice you
now I'm stuck
out on a line.
You'd bleed for me
I didn't care to be with you
now you're stuck in my mind
Just one love in my life...
You'd bleed for me
and I didn't dare to notice you
now I'm stuck
out on a line.
Bleed for me
I didn't care to be with you
now you're stuck in my mind"
A thundering of pyrotechnics light up the arena as Mayhem hits the air, the fans going absolutely bonkers as fireworks hits the ramp way with a huge explosion. The camera pans around the arena and picks up banners such as "Trinity's a sore loser" and "Jacob's the champ" before spinning around to an advertisement for Shattered Dreams, before finally landing on the announce team of Michael Sweeny and Steven Brody.
Brody: What an atmosphere. Two weeks ago we witnessed history. Jacob Laymon became a two time MCW World Champion. And we witnessed the deaths of Whitecloud and Eric Sailes.
Sweeny: Not to mention, we've got a new Motor City Champion in Tommy Cook. And our new Tag Team Champions are here this evening and will be presiding over the Triple Threat Tag Team Match, later this evening. It's a huge evening, Steven.
"Take It to the Head" by DJ Khaled feat Chris Brown, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj erupts through the P.A system as boos fill the arena, and out step a clearly angry and agitated, Malakai Laymon. Pacing down to the ring, microphone in hand, he walks up the steps and enters the ring and immediately brings the microphone to his lips.
Malakai Laymon: Cut the music.
The employees backstage immediately cut his music, as the fans continue to boo him.
Malakai Laymon: Boo me all you want, i don't care. Only idiots boo, but that's what you come to expect with the MCW fan base.
That statement only make the fans booing that much more venomous.
Malakai Laymon: I've heard all the shit flung my way since Deliverance. Especially from our former World Champion.
Those last words from Malakai, provoke a chorus of cheers, as Malakai shakes his head.
Malakai Laymon: Shut up, just shut up. As i was saying. I've heard that apparently we here at MCW, are favoring the "Originals". That couldn't be further from the truth. I hate Rayne Young and my brother, Jacob, with an absolute passion. I hate seeing them clog up the airwaves, but these idiots in attendance seem to lap up their every word and that's worth keeping them on this roster right now. But under no circumstance do i want to see any of them at the top of the ladder, or even wearing any form of Motor City gold to be truthful. But mistakes happen.
The chimes of "Awake & Alive" by Skillet play as the arena goes dark, the video plays of a candle flickering when suddenly as the chorus plays the candle is blown out.....
Sweeny: Business is about to pick up.
The light spotlights around the arena as Trinity comes out from the back wearing all gold and black with a hooded jacket and her bell-bottomed tights. She is accompanied by her bodyguard, Mr. Ginn in a suit and no tie following behind.
She makes her way to the ring slowly looking around arrogantly at the crowd almost in disgust but focused the no matter what. The veteran stops for a moment and brushes her hair back when she removes the hood of her jacket. Looking back at her security who nods as the Matriarch of Monarchy makes their way to the apron as the crowd continues to boo....
Trinity pays no attention to them as she continues to walk to the ring turning around on occasion and looking at the crowd, stopping and looking around with her baby brown eyes. She hops on the apron and perches herself looking around and into the ring with the ropes held open by Mr. Ginn...
She slowly steps in the ring going to the turnbuckle, looks at the crowd as they continue to boo her, before fixating her gaze on Malakai Laymon, as she asks for a microphone from Ben Watson.
Trinity Street: Ben Watson, you've got the audacity to beam with pleasure when announcing Jacob Laymon as MCW World Champion, but not me? Did my Championship reign not give you the pleasure you deserve?
The fans cheer as a clearly angered Trinity, berates Ben Watson.
Trinity Street: There we are. The true cancer of MCW, the idiotic fans. Those that can, stand in this ring and give you idiots a show. Those who can't, cheer and boo. All of you, you're all talent less nobodies.
The sold out crowd, turn their cheers to boos, as Trinity just smiles.
Trinity Street: Just as i thought. Ben Watson, you will give me the respect i deserve when you announce me next. You understand?
Ben Watson nods on the outside, as Trinity turns her attentions to Malakai.
Trinity Street: And look what we have here. Our "esteemed" boss. We've got a Laymon in power, and now thanks to a conspiracy theory. We've got a Laymon as World Champion. I want answers, Malakai. And i want my rematch.
Malakai Laymon: Trinity, there's no hidden agenda towards you from the MCW management. Purgatory was an unfortunate error, which was rectified two weeks later. And what happened two weeks ago was a huge mistake. It seemed that someone tampered with the mechanism to lower the Cell. And the only way to drop it, was to break the chain and have it come crashing down, like it did. But we were going to wait until the arena was empty to do that. I don't know who broke the chain, and we're looking into it.
Trinity shakes her head, as the anger is clearly still building up inside of her.
Malakai Laymon: Everything was billed for the Hell In The Cell match, Trinity, Why would i purposely lose a shed load of money on advertising that, just to screw you over? I wouldn't. I'm here to make money, not lose it. And you Trinity, you're one of my biggest money makers. And seeing you squash my brother, would bring me a huge amount of unbridled joy. So at Shattered Dreams, in two months. Jacob Laymon will be defending the MCW World Championship, against you. In a match, i will determine in due course. A match that will be one on one. A match where there will be a definite winner, and we can put the mistakes of the past two Pay Per Views to bed. Trinity, all i can do is apologize and i vow to get to the bottom of this.
Trinity Street: I appreciate your apology, but i don't accept it. In two months at Shattered Dreams, it will be exactly that. I will shatter Jacob's dream. I will walk out MCW World Champion. And there will be no doubt about whose the best in this business. In this company.
"What about your minions, Trinity?"
Everyone diverts their attentions to the stage to see a grinning Rayne Young standing with a microphone in hand.
Rayne Young: There will be no doubt who's the best in the business, in this company. What does your husband, Lucas Knight think about that claim? What about two future superstars of this great company, Chantelle Chambers and Tommy Cook. What do they think, Trinity? Lucas might stick by your side and agree with you, but what about Cook and Chambers? They're ambitious and clearly have the potential to be World Champions here. Are you going to stand in their way when the time comes for them to step up, Trinity?
Brody: He's got a good point, you know.
Sweeny: Shut up, Steven.
Rayne Young: Are you going to allow them to flourish, Trinity? Because ultimately that's what a good leader does. So Tommy, Chantelle. Ask yourselves this. In the short term, benefiting from Knight and Street might help you. But what happens when you've outgrown them? What happens when you want to be where Jacob Laymon is right now.
Trinity Street: Rayne Young, i thought you'd pipe up. Because that's all you ever do, isn't it? When your back is against the wall, this company digs deep and helps you out, like it did with Jacob.
"Quit with the crying, Trinity."
A huge chorus of cheers ring out around the arena as the MCW World Champion, Jacob Laymon steps out onto the stage, standing besides Rayne. With the Championship flung over his shoulder, he stands there absorbing the atmosphere from the sold out crowd here in the Joe Louis Arena.
Jacob Laymon: I'm glad my brother has granted you a rematch at Shattered Dreams. Because i've got a good record at Shattered Dreams, don't i Malakai!
Jacob grins as Malakai shakes his head and fumes inside that ring.
Jacob Laymon: It was SHOCKING! And Trinity, after Shattered Dreams is done and dusted, i don't want to hear no more excuses coming from those pretty little lips of yours. Because everyone is sick to death of hearing the same tired bullshit from you.
Malakai Laymon: Jacob, one more cutting remark from you, and help me god i will put your contract on the line at Shattered Dreams as well as the World Championship.
Jacob laughs, as Trinity grins from ear to ear.
Jacob Laymon: Be my guest, Kai. Be my guest.
Brody: Holy shit, Jacob is calling his brother's bluff. Will he put Jacob's contract on the line at Shattered Dreams?
Sweeny: I fucking hope so.
Malakai Laymon: Like i said, Jacob, don't push me. You're skating on very thin ice.
Rayne Young: You know what, let's cut the bullshit shall we. Jacob, congratulations on your Championship win. But at Shattered Dreams i've got this itch, that needs scratching. Malakai, i want to face the King of Monarchy, Lucas Knight. And to sweeten the deal, he can choose the stipulations.
Trinity grins in the ring, as does Malakai.
Malakai Laymon: I can get onboard with that. That's a money maker in its own right. And Rayne, you need to make a good stream of revenue for this company, after the bullshit you and Kirsta pulled at Deliverance.
Brody: Wow, two huge matches announced for Shattered Dreams already. It's shaping up to surpass Deliverance already.
Sweeny: And Monarchy will reign supreme.
Trinity Street: Kudos, Rayne. I honestly didn't think you had any balls about you. Firstly you accept my challenge for tonight. And now you're going to make it zero and two against the King and Queen of Monarchy. Bravery or stupidity, you decide.
Rayne blows Trinity a kiss, as he shakes the hand of Jacob before exiting the stage.
Jacob Laymon: Me and Rayne might not be the best of buddies, Trinity. But he's one of the toughest son of a bitches you'll ever face. But you should know that from experience. Two old has beens, both become MCW World Champion, by beating you. That must sting. OUCH!
Jacob puts his hand over his mouth, as an irate Trinity kicking the bottom rope in anger, as Malakai shakes his head.
Malakai Laymon: You know what, Jacob. You've made this decision even easier. Trinity, to show you there's no agenda towards the "Originals". At Shattered Dreams, you'll face Jacob one on one for that MCW World Championship. But that's not all.
Trinity raises an eyebrow.
Brody: What's Malakai got in store now?
Sweeny: Shut up, and we'll find out.
Malakai Laymon: If you unsurp Jacob as MCW World Champion, you'll also be ending his career.
The crowd gasp, as some can be heard saying "Holy Shit".
Malakai Laymon: Jacob, at Shattered Dreams not only will your World Championship be on the line, so will your contract. Lose and you're finished.
Trinity smiles at Malakai, nodding her approval. As Jacob looks towards his brother with hatred in his eyes.
Malakai Laymon: You might've won the war against me once before, Jacob. But this time at Shattered Dreams, you won't come out on top. Lose, and not only are you done within these corridors. You'll also be done within the industry. You signed exclusively to MCW. So losing your career and the World Championship, is a serious possibility, Jacob.
Brody: Holy shit, what an announcement. Jacob's career could end at Shattered Dreams.
BEGINNING
The early skirmishes saw Durrgan take advantage, using his power to dismantle Dillinger and working his legs to good effect with various leg and ankle locks. Dillinger seemed surprised by Durrgan taking it to the mat, and couldn’t react quick enough, as Dirk kept control of the match and didn’t allow his opponent to get going. In fact Dillinger was lucky to escape from a running powerslam attempt, as Durrgan looked to finish the match up early.
MIDDLE
Although Dillinger was getting beaten, his fortitude kept him in the match until finally Durrgan made a mistake. As he whipped Jason into a corner, he went to follow it up with a splash into the turnbuckle but Dillinger got away, Dirk smashing his head into the steel ring post. Jason recovered, and went to work on Durrgan, hitting fall away slam, sidewalk slam and other various slams, keeping him grounded. Durrgan attempted to power back, but a Spinning Kick caught him under the jaw and almost cost him
END
Brody: This has been quite the opening. Jason Dillinger started off badly against the bigger man, but he's grown into the match and looks to take control.
Sweeny: You come to expect it from him, he’s tough
Dillinger lifts Dirk to his feet, but receives a European Uppercut which rocks his head back, but retaliates with a shot of his own, Durrgan now staggering backwards towards the ropes. Dillinger jumps onto the second strand and hooks Durrgan’s head, spinning around and dropping him with a Spinning DDT, his head slamming into the canvas. Jason Dillinger scurries over and quickly applies the pin, hooking the leg
1…
2…
3…
The crowd boos, as Jason Dillinger picks up a debut victory.
Brody: Dirk Durrgan has lost again, but what a debut victory for Jason Dillinger. He's a cocky prick though.
Sweeny: And who can blame him, look at him.
Brody: Small crush on him, Mike?
Sweeny: Fuck you, Brody.
was to be at your service
but now I'm alone
cause you were here and you're gone
And all I ever wanted
was to feel I had a purpose
but now that's all gone
But if you could give me
just one love
just one life
just one chance to believe in mine
just one love
just one life
you'd bleed for me
and I didn't dare to notice you
now I'm stuck
out on a line.
Bleed for me
I didn't care to be with you
now you're stuck in my mind
All I ever wanted
was to be what you needed
cause something so strong
it could never be wrong.
And all I can promise
is to say what I'm feeling
We've made it so long
But if you could give me
just one love
just one life
just one chance to believe in mine
just one love
just one life
you'd bleed for me
and I didn't dare to notice you
now I'm stuck
out on a line.
You'd bleed for me
I didn't care to be with you
now you're stuck in my mind
Just one love in my life...
You'd bleed for me
and I didn't dare to notice you
now I'm stuck
out on a line.
Bleed for me
I didn't care to be with you
now you're stuck in my mind"
A thundering of pyrotechnics light up the arena as Mayhem hits the air, the fans going absolutely bonkers as fireworks hits the ramp way with a huge explosion. The camera pans around the arena and picks up banners such as "Trinity's a sore loser" and "Jacob's the champ" before spinning around to an advertisement for Shattered Dreams, before finally landing on the announce team of Michael Sweeny and Steven Brody.
Brody: What an atmosphere. Two weeks ago we witnessed history. Jacob Laymon became a two time MCW World Champion. And we witnessed the deaths of Whitecloud and Eric Sailes.
Sweeny: Not to mention, we've got a new Motor City Champion in Tommy Cook. And our new Tag Team Champions are here this evening and will be presiding over the Triple Threat Tag Team Match, later this evening. It's a huge evening, Steven.
"Take It to the Head" by DJ Khaled feat Chris Brown, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj erupts through the P.A system as boos fill the arena, and out step a clearly angry and agitated, Malakai Laymon. Pacing down to the ring, microphone in hand, he walks up the steps and enters the ring and immediately brings the microphone to his lips.
Malakai Laymon: Cut the music.
The employees backstage immediately cut his music, as the fans continue to boo him.
Malakai Laymon: Boo me all you want, i don't care. Only idiots boo, but that's what you come to expect with the MCW fan base.
That statement only make the fans booing that much more venomous.
Malakai Laymon: I've heard all the shit flung my way since Deliverance. Especially from our former World Champion.
Those last words from Malakai, provoke a chorus of cheers, as Malakai shakes his head.
Malakai Laymon: Shut up, just shut up. As i was saying. I've heard that apparently we here at MCW, are favoring the "Originals". That couldn't be further from the truth. I hate Rayne Young and my brother, Jacob, with an absolute passion. I hate seeing them clog up the airwaves, but these idiots in attendance seem to lap up their every word and that's worth keeping them on this roster right now. But under no circumstance do i want to see any of them at the top of the ladder, or even wearing any form of Motor City gold to be truthful. But mistakes happen.
The chimes of "Awake & Alive" by Skillet play as the arena goes dark, the video plays of a candle flickering when suddenly as the chorus plays the candle is blown out.....
Sweeny: Business is about to pick up.
The light spotlights around the arena as Trinity comes out from the back wearing all gold and black with a hooded jacket and her bell-bottomed tights. She is accompanied by her bodyguard, Mr. Ginn in a suit and no tie following behind.
She makes her way to the ring slowly looking around arrogantly at the crowd almost in disgust but focused the no matter what. The veteran stops for a moment and brushes her hair back when she removes the hood of her jacket. Looking back at her security who nods as the Matriarch of Monarchy makes their way to the apron as the crowd continues to boo....
Trinity pays no attention to them as she continues to walk to the ring turning around on occasion and looking at the crowd, stopping and looking around with her baby brown eyes. She hops on the apron and perches herself looking around and into the ring with the ropes held open by Mr. Ginn...
She slowly steps in the ring going to the turnbuckle, looks at the crowd as they continue to boo her, before fixating her gaze on Malakai Laymon, as she asks for a microphone from Ben Watson.
Trinity Street: Ben Watson, you've got the audacity to beam with pleasure when announcing Jacob Laymon as MCW World Champion, but not me? Did my Championship reign not give you the pleasure you deserve?
The fans cheer as a clearly angered Trinity, berates Ben Watson.
Trinity Street: There we are. The true cancer of MCW, the idiotic fans. Those that can, stand in this ring and give you idiots a show. Those who can't, cheer and boo. All of you, you're all talent less nobodies.
The sold out crowd, turn their cheers to boos, as Trinity just smiles.
Trinity Street: Just as i thought. Ben Watson, you will give me the respect i deserve when you announce me next. You understand?
Ben Watson nods on the outside, as Trinity turns her attentions to Malakai.
Trinity Street: And look what we have here. Our "esteemed" boss. We've got a Laymon in power, and now thanks to a conspiracy theory. We've got a Laymon as World Champion. I want answers, Malakai. And i want my rematch.
Malakai Laymon: Trinity, there's no hidden agenda towards you from the MCW management. Purgatory was an unfortunate error, which was rectified two weeks later. And what happened two weeks ago was a huge mistake. It seemed that someone tampered with the mechanism to lower the Cell. And the only way to drop it, was to break the chain and have it come crashing down, like it did. But we were going to wait until the arena was empty to do that. I don't know who broke the chain, and we're looking into it.
Trinity shakes her head, as the anger is clearly still building up inside of her.
Malakai Laymon: Everything was billed for the Hell In The Cell match, Trinity, Why would i purposely lose a shed load of money on advertising that, just to screw you over? I wouldn't. I'm here to make money, not lose it. And you Trinity, you're one of my biggest money makers. And seeing you squash my brother, would bring me a huge amount of unbridled joy. So at Shattered Dreams, in two months. Jacob Laymon will be defending the MCW World Championship, against you. In a match, i will determine in due course. A match that will be one on one. A match where there will be a definite winner, and we can put the mistakes of the past two Pay Per Views to bed. Trinity, all i can do is apologize and i vow to get to the bottom of this.
Trinity Street: I appreciate your apology, but i don't accept it. In two months at Shattered Dreams, it will be exactly that. I will shatter Jacob's dream. I will walk out MCW World Champion. And there will be no doubt about whose the best in this business. In this company.
"What about your minions, Trinity?"
Everyone diverts their attentions to the stage to see a grinning Rayne Young standing with a microphone in hand.
Rayne Young: There will be no doubt who's the best in the business, in this company. What does your husband, Lucas Knight think about that claim? What about two future superstars of this great company, Chantelle Chambers and Tommy Cook. What do they think, Trinity? Lucas might stick by your side and agree with you, but what about Cook and Chambers? They're ambitious and clearly have the potential to be World Champions here. Are you going to stand in their way when the time comes for them to step up, Trinity?
Brody: He's got a good point, you know.
Sweeny: Shut up, Steven.
Rayne Young: Are you going to allow them to flourish, Trinity? Because ultimately that's what a good leader does. So Tommy, Chantelle. Ask yourselves this. In the short term, benefiting from Knight and Street might help you. But what happens when you've outgrown them? What happens when you want to be where Jacob Laymon is right now.
Trinity Street: Rayne Young, i thought you'd pipe up. Because that's all you ever do, isn't it? When your back is against the wall, this company digs deep and helps you out, like it did with Jacob.
"Quit with the crying, Trinity."
A huge chorus of cheers ring out around the arena as the MCW World Champion, Jacob Laymon steps out onto the stage, standing besides Rayne. With the Championship flung over his shoulder, he stands there absorbing the atmosphere from the sold out crowd here in the Joe Louis Arena.
Jacob Laymon: I'm glad my brother has granted you a rematch at Shattered Dreams. Because i've got a good record at Shattered Dreams, don't i Malakai!
Jacob grins as Malakai shakes his head and fumes inside that ring.
Jacob Laymon: It was SHOCKING! And Trinity, after Shattered Dreams is done and dusted, i don't want to hear no more excuses coming from those pretty little lips of yours. Because everyone is sick to death of hearing the same tired bullshit from you.
Malakai Laymon: Jacob, one more cutting remark from you, and help me god i will put your contract on the line at Shattered Dreams as well as the World Championship.
Jacob laughs, as Trinity grins from ear to ear.
Jacob Laymon: Be my guest, Kai. Be my guest.
Brody: Holy shit, Jacob is calling his brother's bluff. Will he put Jacob's contract on the line at Shattered Dreams?
Sweeny: I fucking hope so.
Malakai Laymon: Like i said, Jacob, don't push me. You're skating on very thin ice.
Rayne Young: You know what, let's cut the bullshit shall we. Jacob, congratulations on your Championship win. But at Shattered Dreams i've got this itch, that needs scratching. Malakai, i want to face the King of Monarchy, Lucas Knight. And to sweeten the deal, he can choose the stipulations.
Trinity grins in the ring, as does Malakai.
Malakai Laymon: I can get onboard with that. That's a money maker in its own right. And Rayne, you need to make a good stream of revenue for this company, after the bullshit you and Kirsta pulled at Deliverance.
Brody: Wow, two huge matches announced for Shattered Dreams already. It's shaping up to surpass Deliverance already.
Sweeny: And Monarchy will reign supreme.
Trinity Street: Kudos, Rayne. I honestly didn't think you had any balls about you. Firstly you accept my challenge for tonight. And now you're going to make it zero and two against the King and Queen of Monarchy. Bravery or stupidity, you decide.
Rayne blows Trinity a kiss, as he shakes the hand of Jacob before exiting the stage.
Jacob Laymon: Me and Rayne might not be the best of buddies, Trinity. But he's one of the toughest son of a bitches you'll ever face. But you should know that from experience. Two old has beens, both become MCW World Champion, by beating you. That must sting. OUCH!
Jacob puts his hand over his mouth, as an irate Trinity kicking the bottom rope in anger, as Malakai shakes his head.
Malakai Laymon: You know what, Jacob. You've made this decision even easier. Trinity, to show you there's no agenda towards the "Originals". At Shattered Dreams, you'll face Jacob one on one for that MCW World Championship. But that's not all.
Trinity raises an eyebrow.
Brody: What's Malakai got in store now?
Sweeny: Shut up, and we'll find out.
Malakai Laymon: If you unsurp Jacob as MCW World Champion, you'll also be ending his career.
The crowd gasp, as some can be heard saying "Holy Shit".
Malakai Laymon: Jacob, at Shattered Dreams not only will your World Championship be on the line, so will your contract. Lose and you're finished.
Trinity smiles at Malakai, nodding her approval. As Jacob looks towards his brother with hatred in his eyes.
Malakai Laymon: You might've won the war against me once before, Jacob. But this time at Shattered Dreams, you won't come out on top. Lose, and not only are you done within these corridors. You'll also be done within the industry. You signed exclusively to MCW. So losing your career and the World Championship, is a serious possibility, Jacob.
Brody: Holy shit, what an announcement. Jacob's career could end at Shattered Dreams.
BEGINNING
The early skirmishes saw Durrgan take advantage, using his power to dismantle Dillinger and working his legs to good effect with various leg and ankle locks. Dillinger seemed surprised by Durrgan taking it to the mat, and couldn’t react quick enough, as Dirk kept control of the match and didn’t allow his opponent to get going. In fact Dillinger was lucky to escape from a running powerslam attempt, as Durrgan looked to finish the match up early.
MIDDLE
Although Dillinger was getting beaten, his fortitude kept him in the match until finally Durrgan made a mistake. As he whipped Jason into a corner, he went to follow it up with a splash into the turnbuckle but Dillinger got away, Dirk smashing his head into the steel ring post. Jason recovered, and went to work on Durrgan, hitting fall away slam, sidewalk slam and other various slams, keeping him grounded. Durrgan attempted to power back, but a Spinning Kick caught him under the jaw and almost cost him
END
Brody: This has been quite the opening. Jason Dillinger started off badly against the bigger man, but he's grown into the match and looks to take control.
Sweeny: You come to expect it from him, he’s tough
Dillinger lifts Dirk to his feet, but receives a European Uppercut which rocks his head back, but retaliates with a shot of his own, Durrgan now staggering backwards towards the ropes. Dillinger jumps onto the second strand and hooks Durrgan’s head, spinning around and dropping him with a Spinning DDT, his head slamming into the canvas. Jason Dillinger scurries over and quickly applies the pin, hooking the leg
1…
2…
3…
The crowd boos, as Jason Dillinger picks up a debut victory.
Brody: Dirk Durrgan has lost again, but what a debut victory for Jason Dillinger. He's a cocky prick though.
Sweeny: And who can blame him, look at him.
Brody: Small crush on him, Mike?
Sweeny: Fuck you, Brody.
We
cut backstage to the office of MCW General Manager Glory Braddock. The
British Bombshell is at her desk, looking ravishing as always, but also
looking rather impatient, almost as if she is waiting on someone…and
then the door swings violently open and an angry Aubrianna Powers comes
storming into the room, carrying both sets of MCW Tag Team Championship
belts with her.
Aubrianna: What the hell is this about, you British Bimbo?
Glory: This, Aubrey, is a matter of you talking to your boss…which would be me…
Powers rolls her eyes.
Aubrianna: For starters, my name is AUBRIANNA, not Aubrey. Secondly, I have better things to do than listen to your nonsense. You do realize I have a world championship match against that bald headed bastard Jacob Laymon, right?
Braddock sighs and shakes her head.
Glory: It’s not a world title match, Aubrianna.
Aubrianna: I KNOW THAT! But it should be, because I can beat his bald ass tonight! I will beat his ass tonight and prove to you, Malakai, and especially to Laymon that I am World Championship material!
Glory: Now how would your pal Trinity feel about that?
Aubrianna: Huh?
Braddock rolls her eyes.
Glory: That’s what I thought. Anyway, you need to do something for me tonight or else you may not get Jacob at all.
Aubrianna: What are you yapping about now, Braddock?
Braddock points to the title belts draped over Aubrianna’s shoulders.
Glory: I’m talking about those.
Powers smirks knowingly.
Aubrianna: I’m not handing these bad boys over.
Glory: You and Melanie were beaten fair and square. Hand them over.
Aubrianna: NO!
Glory: Be grateful I’m not humiliating you by making you hand them over to The Creation yourself in the center of the ring. Now hand them over or else…
Aubrianna: Or else what, Braddock? You can’t threaten me!
Glory: Oh I can’t? Why don’t you ask Melanie if I can’t threaten someone?
Powers pauses momentarily.
Aubrianna: What do you mean? Where is Melanie?
Glory: Melanie isn’t here and she won’t be here for a very long time to come because I suspended her indefinitely.
Powers’ eyes grow wide.
Aubrianna: WHAT?! WHY?!
Glory: Because the two of you stole those belts. That’s why. But I used Melanie as an example of what I can do to you if you do not turn over the titles right now.
Powers shakes her head vehemently.
Aubrianna: This isn’t fair, damn it!
Glory: You lost, Aubrey. Get over it.
She takes the title belts and throws them onto Glory’s desk.
Aubrianna: IT’S AUBRIANNA, GOD-DAMN YOU!
Braddock stands up.
Glory: Listen up, wanker…you’re better than this; the temper tantrums, stealing title belts that you legitimately lost, you are better than that. I know your family and while they may be arrogant shits like you, they wouldn’t pull some of these childish stuns you did. Do you know what they’d do? They’d use this as an opportunity.
She points at Powers.
Glory: You are facing Jacob Laymon tonight, that alone is a big match for you, but add to that the fact that he is the reigning MCW World Champion and you have a big opportunity in front of you. Yes, you lost the tag titles at Deliverance, but you could not only redeem yourself here tonight, but you could elevate yourself past those tag titles and put your name into the world title discussion.
She shakes her head.
Glory: But you won’t do it by acting like a child.
Aubrianna: I am NOT acting like a child, you British Bimbo! But I’ll tell you what…
She smirks nastily.
Aubrianna: …I will beat Jacob Laymon here tonight, and when I do, I want my title shot. Because I have dreams too. I have dreams of being MCW World Champion. I dream of being the one with the supreme honor and privilege of defending that great championship against a legend like Trinity Street and giving the fans the match they deserve, and not making them suffer through another Jacob Laymon crapfest!
Braddock grins knowingly.
Glory: How much do you get paid to be President of the Trinity Street Fan Club?
Aubrianna: BITCH!
Powers turns and storms away angrily. Glory just chuckles.
SUMMARY
The Sugay sisters tried to flaunt their "attributes". Venom smiled getting an eyeful, but it didn't take his mind of the match. As he, Tala and Havoc started the match. Venom put Tala down to the outside with a huge dropkick sending her over the top rope, as he and Havoc begin trading rights, back and forth, before Havoc gets the better and tags in Rocky, who immediately goes to work on Venom. Tala crawls in and tags in her sister, Jaslene who grabs Rocky and spins him around and hits him with a superkick. Venom flies over and tags Colton in, as him and Jaslene trade blows back and forth. Colton hits her with a roundhouse kick, as Rocky gets back to his feet and takes Clay to the canvas with a spear and an attempted pin, but Venom breaks up the count.
ENDING
Brody: This match has truly showed that MCW does indeed, have a great tag team division in the making. And the Thrillseekers are potentially one of the best.
Sweeny: Thrillseekers? What kind of name is that? It's stupid.
Clay Colton clears Davey Havoc from the ring, with a clothesline over the top rope, and he turns his attentions to Tala and hits her with the "Midas Touch".
Brody: That must be it, Colton looks to have won it.
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Sweeny: Oh god no, the geriatric and his student win.
Brody: This flings the tag division wide open. I thought Thrillseekers would pick up the win here, but i've been proven wrong.
Sweeny: No one cares.
We
cut to the backstage area and to Sarah Reese, a cheer breaking out that
almost takes the roof off the Joe Louis Arena as Jacob Laymon, complete
with the MCW World Championship belt appears on screen. The noise
levels seem to surprise Jacob and his eyes widen, before he breaks into a
smile.
Sarah: Ladies and Gentlemen it is my absolute pleasure to introduce at this time, the NEW MCW World Champion, Jacob Laymon. Jacob, how does that feel, that’s quite an ovation?
Jacob laughs
Jacob: That’s not an ovation Sarah that is an outpouring of shock, and total disbelief that the old bastard is once again on top of the mountain. But believe me, nobodies as shocked as I am.
Sarah: Really?
Jacob: Really. I didn’t come here to be the World Champion again, I returned to help this company be great once more… and it will be. Once we separate the wheat from the chaff.
Sarah: Meaning?
Jacob: Those that want to BE a MCW superstar and those that just want the trappings of what it brings. If you are in this for yourself, eventually you’ll be found out. It’s that simple.
Sarah: Tonight you face Aubrianna Powers, and she was quite dismissive of you in the build up to this match.
Jacob: Was she? I can’t say I noticed
He laughs, holding up his hands
Jacob: Look, Aubrianna’s young as she makes mistakes, who doesn’t? But there is something in that kid that’s special. THAT was the reason I came here Sarah, to point the likes of Ms Powers in the right direction. And if she beats me tonight, fair play to her, because it will mean she has learned something. And that experience can only be good for the MCW.
Sarah: And Trinity?
Aubrianna: What the hell is this about, you British Bimbo?
Glory: This, Aubrey, is a matter of you talking to your boss…which would be me…
Powers rolls her eyes.
Aubrianna: For starters, my name is AUBRIANNA, not Aubrey. Secondly, I have better things to do than listen to your nonsense. You do realize I have a world championship match against that bald headed bastard Jacob Laymon, right?
Braddock sighs and shakes her head.
Glory: It’s not a world title match, Aubrianna.
Aubrianna: I KNOW THAT! But it should be, because I can beat his bald ass tonight! I will beat his ass tonight and prove to you, Malakai, and especially to Laymon that I am World Championship material!
Glory: Now how would your pal Trinity feel about that?
Aubrianna: Huh?
Braddock rolls her eyes.
Glory: That’s what I thought. Anyway, you need to do something for me tonight or else you may not get Jacob at all.
Aubrianna: What are you yapping about now, Braddock?
Braddock points to the title belts draped over Aubrianna’s shoulders.
Glory: I’m talking about those.
Powers smirks knowingly.
Aubrianna: I’m not handing these bad boys over.
Glory: You and Melanie were beaten fair and square. Hand them over.
Aubrianna: NO!
Glory: Be grateful I’m not humiliating you by making you hand them over to The Creation yourself in the center of the ring. Now hand them over or else…
Aubrianna: Or else what, Braddock? You can’t threaten me!
Glory: Oh I can’t? Why don’t you ask Melanie if I can’t threaten someone?
Powers pauses momentarily.
Aubrianna: What do you mean? Where is Melanie?
Glory: Melanie isn’t here and she won’t be here for a very long time to come because I suspended her indefinitely.
Powers’ eyes grow wide.
Aubrianna: WHAT?! WHY?!
Glory: Because the two of you stole those belts. That’s why. But I used Melanie as an example of what I can do to you if you do not turn over the titles right now.
Powers shakes her head vehemently.
Aubrianna: This isn’t fair, damn it!
Glory: You lost, Aubrey. Get over it.
She takes the title belts and throws them onto Glory’s desk.
Aubrianna: IT’S AUBRIANNA, GOD-DAMN YOU!
Braddock stands up.
Glory: Listen up, wanker…you’re better than this; the temper tantrums, stealing title belts that you legitimately lost, you are better than that. I know your family and while they may be arrogant shits like you, they wouldn’t pull some of these childish stuns you did. Do you know what they’d do? They’d use this as an opportunity.
She points at Powers.
Glory: You are facing Jacob Laymon tonight, that alone is a big match for you, but add to that the fact that he is the reigning MCW World Champion and you have a big opportunity in front of you. Yes, you lost the tag titles at Deliverance, but you could not only redeem yourself here tonight, but you could elevate yourself past those tag titles and put your name into the world title discussion.
She shakes her head.
Glory: But you won’t do it by acting like a child.
Aubrianna: I am NOT acting like a child, you British Bimbo! But I’ll tell you what…
She smirks nastily.
Aubrianna: …I will beat Jacob Laymon here tonight, and when I do, I want my title shot. Because I have dreams too. I have dreams of being MCW World Champion. I dream of being the one with the supreme honor and privilege of defending that great championship against a legend like Trinity Street and giving the fans the match they deserve, and not making them suffer through another Jacob Laymon crapfest!
Braddock grins knowingly.
Glory: How much do you get paid to be President of the Trinity Street Fan Club?
Aubrianna: BITCH!
Powers turns and storms away angrily. Glory just chuckles.
SUMMARY
The Sugay sisters tried to flaunt their "attributes". Venom smiled getting an eyeful, but it didn't take his mind of the match. As he, Tala and Havoc started the match. Venom put Tala down to the outside with a huge dropkick sending her over the top rope, as he and Havoc begin trading rights, back and forth, before Havoc gets the better and tags in Rocky, who immediately goes to work on Venom. Tala crawls in and tags in her sister, Jaslene who grabs Rocky and spins him around and hits him with a superkick. Venom flies over and tags Colton in, as him and Jaslene trade blows back and forth. Colton hits her with a roundhouse kick, as Rocky gets back to his feet and takes Clay to the canvas with a spear and an attempted pin, but Venom breaks up the count.
ENDING
Brody: This match has truly showed that MCW does indeed, have a great tag team division in the making. And the Thrillseekers are potentially one of the best.
Sweeny: Thrillseekers? What kind of name is that? It's stupid.
Clay Colton clears Davey Havoc from the ring, with a clothesline over the top rope, and he turns his attentions to Tala and hits her with the "Midas Touch".
Brody: That must be it, Colton looks to have won it.
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Sweeny: Oh god no, the geriatric and his student win.
Brody: This flings the tag division wide open. I thought Thrillseekers would pick up the win here, but i've been proven wrong.
Sweeny: No one cares.
Sarah: Ladies and Gentlemen it is my absolute pleasure to introduce at this time, the NEW MCW World Champion, Jacob Laymon. Jacob, how does that feel, that’s quite an ovation?
Jacob laughs
Jacob: That’s not an ovation Sarah that is an outpouring of shock, and total disbelief that the old bastard is once again on top of the mountain. But believe me, nobodies as shocked as I am.
Sarah: Really?
Jacob: Really. I didn’t come here to be the World Champion again, I returned to help this company be great once more… and it will be. Once we separate the wheat from the chaff.
Sarah: Meaning?
Jacob: Those that want to BE a MCW superstar and those that just want the trappings of what it brings. If you are in this for yourself, eventually you’ll be found out. It’s that simple.
Sarah: Tonight you face Aubrianna Powers, and she was quite dismissive of you in the build up to this match.
Jacob: Was she? I can’t say I noticed
He laughs, holding up his hands
Jacob: Look, Aubrianna’s young as she makes mistakes, who doesn’t? But there is something in that kid that’s special. THAT was the reason I came here Sarah, to point the likes of Ms Powers in the right direction. And if she beats me tonight, fair play to her, because it will mean she has learned something. And that experience can only be good for the MCW.
Sarah: And Trinity?
Just the mention of her name brings a smile to his face, and he taps the world title with his hand
Jacob: That’s simple, she is coming for this and I’m not going to lie, it's going to be quite the match. At Deliverance, I’ve no doubt she feels that the match changing made a difference, and perhaps it did, but I did want to assure her of one thing, and address something she said on Twitter. Since this company reopened, I have never once hidden from anything, not least the truth. And the truth is Trinity never needed ‘The Company’ to succeed, she only needed the talents that she was born with. I’ve every faith that Trinity can still lead the MCW forwards, and as such, I want to promise Trinity one thing.
Sarah: Sounds interesting.
Jacob: I still see a future with Trinity at the helm, and as such if she has learned from her experience at Deliverance, and if she defeats me at Shattered Dreams, then I WILL walk away from the MCW, knowing that it is in good hands, knowing that this company is safe.
Boos ring out over the arena, the fans not liking that statement one bit.
Jacob: That’s all I ever wanted Sarah, to know that Motor City Wrestling has a bright future. And if Trinity Street can beat me, it means that she finally understands, and that will be good news for all of us.
Jacob walks off down the corridor, Sarah watching him go.
SUMMARY
Clay Summers and Kirsta Lewis begin teaming up and beating down Lucas Knight, before Kirsta drills Clay with a hard knee bending him over in pain. Before wrapping her arms around his waist and drilling him with a piledriver. She attempts a pin, but Knight is there to break it up and hits a spinning heel kick to Kirsta taking her to the canvas, before grabbing Clay Summers and hits him with a "Hail Britannia" and goes to hook his leg, but Kirsta is there to make sure he doesn't.
ENDING
Brody: This has been a back and forth match, but it looks like Knight has a foot hold in this match now.
Sweeny: Of course he does, he's a Monarchy, not a peasant like Kirsta or Clay.
Lucas grabs ahold of Kirsta and sets her up for the "UKOD" and connects, hooking her leg.
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Sweeny: Yes, yes, he's done it. I knew he would.
Brody: He's a talented wrestler, there's no denying that. But he's an asshole.
Sweeny: Who isn't in your eyes?
Brody: All of the Monarchy for a start.
Jacob: That’s simple, she is coming for this and I’m not going to lie, it's going to be quite the match. At Deliverance, I’ve no doubt she feels that the match changing made a difference, and perhaps it did, but I did want to assure her of one thing, and address something she said on Twitter. Since this company reopened, I have never once hidden from anything, not least the truth. And the truth is Trinity never needed ‘The Company’ to succeed, she only needed the talents that she was born with. I’ve every faith that Trinity can still lead the MCW forwards, and as such, I want to promise Trinity one thing.
Sarah: Sounds interesting.
Jacob: I still see a future with Trinity at the helm, and as such if she has learned from her experience at Deliverance, and if she defeats me at Shattered Dreams, then I WILL walk away from the MCW, knowing that it is in good hands, knowing that this company is safe.
Boos ring out over the arena, the fans not liking that statement one bit.
Jacob: That’s all I ever wanted Sarah, to know that Motor City Wrestling has a bright future. And if Trinity Street can beat me, it means that she finally understands, and that will be good news for all of us.
Jacob walks off down the corridor, Sarah watching him go.
SUMMARY
Clay Summers and Kirsta Lewis begin teaming up and beating down Lucas Knight, before Kirsta drills Clay with a hard knee bending him over in pain. Before wrapping her arms around his waist and drilling him with a piledriver. She attempts a pin, but Knight is there to break it up and hits a spinning heel kick to Kirsta taking her to the canvas, before grabbing Clay Summers and hits him with a "Hail Britannia" and goes to hook his leg, but Kirsta is there to make sure he doesn't.
ENDING
Brody: This has been a back and forth match, but it looks like Knight has a foot hold in this match now.
Sweeny: Of course he does, he's a Monarchy, not a peasant like Kirsta or Clay.
Lucas grabs ahold of Kirsta and sets her up for the "UKOD" and connects, hooking her leg.
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Sweeny: Yes, yes, he's done it. I knew he would.
Brody: He's a talented wrestler, there's no denying that. But he's an asshole.
Sweeny: Who isn't in your eyes?
Brody: All of the Monarchy for a start.
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few minutes before his big re-match with Trinity in a Last Person
Standing match, Rayne can be seen walking into Greg Venom's locker room,
as Venom and Colton both sitting down, look up and see Rayne coming.
Venom stands to his feet and extends his hand.
Greg Venom: Rayne, good to see you. Shouldn't you be preparing ready to get out there for your match?
Rayne laughs, as he shakes Greg's hand.
Rayne Young: I should. But quite frankly i've got more important issues to deal with. And that's why i'm here.
Greg looks at Clay, who stands to his feet as Rayne and Clay shake each others hand.
Rayne Young: The cloud that hung over this company from Whitecloud and Eric Sailes might've gone, but there's another one on the horizon.
Clay Colton: Monarchy?
Rayne nods.
Rayne Young: Exactly. And Greg i know you're not here to fight any wars, and i respect that stance of yours, i truly do. That's why i've got two different proposals to put to you both.
Both Clay and Greg stand side by side, intrigued by what Rayne's got to say.
Rayne Young: I know you entered yourselves as a team in this Tag Team Tournament, but instead of Greg Venom and Clay Colton. But instead, how about Rayne Young and Greg Venom teaming up to go for the gold?
Greg looks to Clay who nods.
Clay Colton: As good as it was teaming with you tonight, Greg. A team of Rayne Young and Greg Venom. Wow. Could be even bigger than BROS.
Rayne Young: And Greg, if you agree. No terrible 80's band names.
Greg laughs, knowing exactly what Rayne is talking about.
Greg Venom: You know what, that's something i can get onboard with. We've been opposite sides of the ring. It'd be good to be a team with you. A formidable one at that. Let's do it. So WHAM is out of the question?
Rayne cuts him a look before smirking.
Rayne Young: Yes, that's out the question. And reminds me of West Ham. Can't be having that stench associated with my name. And Clay for you, i know you were Livewire Champion for over a year in ULW. But i can see you doing that here in MCW, but as World Champion. Watching and hearing Jacob talk more and more, i realise he's right. My ultimate goal is to see MCW thrive and you and a few others are at the heart of it.
Clay Colton: So what are you suggesting?
Rayne Young: I'm going to spearhead a few of the superstars here. The ones that i believe can be the future of this company. The ones that i believe can springboard onto another platform, and at the same time to stop the Monarchy running roughshed over this place. I want you, Clay, to join me and help this company grow. I've got two other names in mind, and we'll discuss those later. But i want you to be the first to join, i want you to help yourself, the others and this company thrive.
Clay Colton: So in short, you want me to join your faction? A faction that won't hold us back like The Monarchy are holding Chambers and Cook back? A faction that me and my colleagues can be the focal points, not you?
Rayne Young: That's the idea. I might be putting this group together and portraying it as "The Future Of MCW" but i won't be the focal point. You guys will.
Clay takes a breath in, before nodding his head.
Clay Colton: I like what i'm hearing, Rayne. Count me in.
Rayne Young: Excellent. I best get out and show Trinity some tough love, but we'll talk more later.
Clay and Greg say their goodbyes to Rayne, as they both sit back down.
Greg Venom: Well, i can honestly say i didn't see that coming.
Clay Colton: Me neither. I can trust him, Greg?
Greg Venom: The Rayne Young of old, no. This Rayne, you can. You can see the love he has for this place, i honestly believe he has good intentions with this group.
Clay Colton: Ok mate. I hope you're right.
Greg smirks.
Greg Venom: I am.
Brody:
Wow. Venom and Rayne as a team. Clay Colton and Rayne involved as a
group, did not see that coming. I wonder who the other two could be?
Sweeny: Don't care.
SUMMARY
The roof is blowing of the Joe Louis Arena as Trinity and Rayne don't hold back and trade blows, left, right and centre. As they battle to get the upper hand and eventually Trinity does. She unleashes all her anger out onto him, but Rayne fights back like we know Rayne can and he puts Trinity to the canvas and begins pummelling her. He throws almost everything at her, but she won't be beaten and gets up on a 5 and 7 count, as Rayne shakes his head.
ENDING
Brody: Rayne's doing his best, but Trinity is being stubborn this evening. Like i've never seen her before.
Sweeny: She's the best, that's why.
Brody: She wasn't two weeks ago.
Trinity puts Rayne to the canvas before sliding out the ring and grabbing a sledgehammer underneath the ring, before sliding back in as Rayne comes to his feet and turns around, right into a shot from that hammer. That connects with his dome and knocks him out unconcious on the canvas.
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Brody: I can't see Rayne getting up from this.
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Sweeny: I hope not.
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Sweeny: Oh yes, it's Monarchy's night. This Husband and Wife team are unstoppable. Trinity has sweet revenge on Rayne, and with no help.
Brody: Well knowing Rayne, this isn't over. And Jacob best be aware.
SUMMARY
After a cheap, early shot, Aubrianna was subjected to a brutal offense from Laymon as he looked to put Powers away early, but to her credit recovered well, and exposed Laymon's weakness in aglilty compared to her. Jacob whipped her into the ropes on one occasion, looking to take her down, but Aubrianna bounced up onto the second rope and used it as a Springboard, crashing into Laymon and almost picking up the pin. A high cross body from the top rope almost brought about the end of the match as well, but Laymon managed to power out, and also made to the outside to recover his thoughts. On returning to the ring, Jacob began to find his feet, and show the skills that brought him the MCW World Championship. Aubrianna tried to resist the offence but Jacob was simply too strong, and after a couple of hard hitting Suplexes, Powers began to look in a whole world of trouble. A whip to the ropes allowed Aubrianna to grab them and stop the momentum; however Laymon followed it in, spearing Powers straight through the ropes, but the both of them left at ringside.
ENDING
Brody: And now the MCW World Champion is back on his feet, Powers could be in trouble here.
Sweeny: She needs to move...oh, too late
Jacob throws her back into the ring, and slide back, nonchalantly watching as Aubrianna tries to get to her feet, With a roar, Laymon moves in and lifts her onto his shoulder, before delivering a devastating "Godiva's Kiss".
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Aubrianna kicks out to everyone's absolute amazement, including Jacob's. However he shrugs, and helps her to her feet, planting her with his finisher "Owned".
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Jacob's music hits, and he jumps to his feet, bending out the ropes and making his way up the ramp, paying no one any attention at all.
Brody: Aurbianna tried, but in the end Laymon was too powerful, and he's a man that can back up his words. He's the Champ after all.
Sweeny: Stop kissing ass, Brody.
Jacob climbs the turnbuckle and raises his World Championship into the air as the crowd lap it up, as Trinity walks out on stage. She signals to him that, the World Championship is hers. Jacob simply tells her to bring it. As the two stare each other down.
Brody: Oh shit, Shattered Dreams is going to be good. Really good.
A
brusied and bandanged Rayne Young is walking through the parking lot
and smiling, despite losing this evening. Hearing the sound of glass
breaking behind him, he turns around and is met by a fierce right hander
from Lucas Knight, before being speared into the side of a car by Tommy
Cook. Chantelle Chambers begins driving her knee into his face,
smacking his head against the car, punishing him even more. With a
busted nose, Chambers relents as Knight grabs ahold of Rayne.
Greg Venom: Rayne, good to see you. Shouldn't you be preparing ready to get out there for your match?
Rayne laughs, as he shakes Greg's hand.
Rayne Young: I should. But quite frankly i've got more important issues to deal with. And that's why i'm here.
Greg looks at Clay, who stands to his feet as Rayne and Clay shake each others hand.
Rayne Young: The cloud that hung over this company from Whitecloud and Eric Sailes might've gone, but there's another one on the horizon.
Clay Colton: Monarchy?
Rayne nods.
Rayne Young: Exactly. And Greg i know you're not here to fight any wars, and i respect that stance of yours, i truly do. That's why i've got two different proposals to put to you both.
Both Clay and Greg stand side by side, intrigued by what Rayne's got to say.
Rayne Young: I know you entered yourselves as a team in this Tag Team Tournament, but instead of Greg Venom and Clay Colton. But instead, how about Rayne Young and Greg Venom teaming up to go for the gold?
Greg looks to Clay who nods.
Clay Colton: As good as it was teaming with you tonight, Greg. A team of Rayne Young and Greg Venom. Wow. Could be even bigger than BROS.
Rayne Young: And Greg, if you agree. No terrible 80's band names.
Greg laughs, knowing exactly what Rayne is talking about.
Greg Venom: You know what, that's something i can get onboard with. We've been opposite sides of the ring. It'd be good to be a team with you. A formidable one at that. Let's do it. So WHAM is out of the question?
Rayne cuts him a look before smirking.
Rayne Young: Yes, that's out the question. And reminds me of West Ham. Can't be having that stench associated with my name. And Clay for you, i know you were Livewire Champion for over a year in ULW. But i can see you doing that here in MCW, but as World Champion. Watching and hearing Jacob talk more and more, i realise he's right. My ultimate goal is to see MCW thrive and you and a few others are at the heart of it.
Clay Colton: So what are you suggesting?
Rayne Young: I'm going to spearhead a few of the superstars here. The ones that i believe can be the future of this company. The ones that i believe can springboard onto another platform, and at the same time to stop the Monarchy running roughshed over this place. I want you, Clay, to join me and help this company grow. I've got two other names in mind, and we'll discuss those later. But i want you to be the first to join, i want you to help yourself, the others and this company thrive.
Clay Colton: So in short, you want me to join your faction? A faction that won't hold us back like The Monarchy are holding Chambers and Cook back? A faction that me and my colleagues can be the focal points, not you?
Rayne Young: That's the idea. I might be putting this group together and portraying it as "The Future Of MCW" but i won't be the focal point. You guys will.
Clay takes a breath in, before nodding his head.
Clay Colton: I like what i'm hearing, Rayne. Count me in.
Rayne Young: Excellent. I best get out and show Trinity some tough love, but we'll talk more later.
Clay and Greg say their goodbyes to Rayne, as they both sit back down.
Greg Venom: Well, i can honestly say i didn't see that coming.
Clay Colton: Me neither. I can trust him, Greg?
Greg Venom: The Rayne Young of old, no. This Rayne, you can. You can see the love he has for this place, i honestly believe he has good intentions with this group.
Clay Colton: Ok mate. I hope you're right.
Greg smirks.
Greg Venom: I am.
Sweeny: Don't care.
SUMMARY
The roof is blowing of the Joe Louis Arena as Trinity and Rayne don't hold back and trade blows, left, right and centre. As they battle to get the upper hand and eventually Trinity does. She unleashes all her anger out onto him, but Rayne fights back like we know Rayne can and he puts Trinity to the canvas and begins pummelling her. He throws almost everything at her, but she won't be beaten and gets up on a 5 and 7 count, as Rayne shakes his head.
ENDING
Brody: Rayne's doing his best, but Trinity is being stubborn this evening. Like i've never seen her before.
Sweeny: She's the best, that's why.
Brody: She wasn't two weeks ago.
Trinity puts Rayne to the canvas before sliding out the ring and grabbing a sledgehammer underneath the ring, before sliding back in as Rayne comes to his feet and turns around, right into a shot from that hammer. That connects with his dome and knocks him out unconcious on the canvas.
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Brody: I can't see Rayne getting up from this.
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Sweeny: I hope not.
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Sweeny: Oh yes, it's Monarchy's night. This Husband and Wife team are unstoppable. Trinity has sweet revenge on Rayne, and with no help.
Brody: Well knowing Rayne, this isn't over. And Jacob best be aware.
“Oh Jacob, you dumb bald headed bastard…”
(The camera comes into view and we see the beautiful blonde, with her signature pink locks, Aubrianna Powers, standing there looking as confident as ever.)
Aubrianna: You really don’t get it, do you? This is something they should’ve taught you in science class in school, and God knows you probably had enough opportunity to learn that, seeing as you were the only twenty-seven year old third grader.
(She chuckles.)
Aubrianna: But just in case you forgot, because clearly you did, let me remind you of something, a little thing my bestie likes to call evolution. You see, evolution is a natural process of life. Things evolve, things change, and if they do not evolve, if they do not change, then they are doomed to die out. Just look at the dinosaurs. They could not or would not evolve and change, so they went extinct.
(She nods her head.)
Aubrianna: Motor City Wrestling is at a crossroads where we could change, where we could evolve into something far greater than it once was. Or it could stay the same and ultimately die. If MCW does not accept that things have changed, if MCW does not adapt and evolve with the changing environment, then MCW will go the way of the dinosaur and die out. People like me, Trinity Street, Monarchy…we are here to SAVE Motor City Wrestling…
(She points at the camera.)
Aubrianna: …people like you, unknowingly, are killing it.
(She grins from ear to ear.)
Aubrianna: But don’t worry, “Simply The Best” Aubrianna Powers is here to save the day! Wrestling is in my blood. The Powers family has had to lift companies upon its shoulders for decades and now I, the next generation, the GREATEST generation of Powers wrestlers, will lift Motor City Wrestling upon her sexy shoulders.
(She motions to herself.)
Aubrianna: I am the future, bitches. Jacob, you are just an antique. You look good and the only purpose you serve is nostalgia. Nostalgia is a feel good emotion that brings back great memories but can it help us in the long run?
(She shakes her head.)
Aubrianna: No. What Motor City Wrestling needs is true leadership, the leader of the future, a true world champion that can guide this company. You thought winning the title at Deliverance was victory?
(She chuckles.)
Aubrianna: You deluded idiot. It was just the beginning of the countdown…the countdown to your end. Because whether it’s me or whether it’s Trinity Street, one of us will gut your sorry ass like a fish and end your pathetic career here in MCW. And who knows…
(She winks into the camera.)
Aubrianna: …maybe you are looking at the next MCW World Champion?
(The camera comes into view and we see the beautiful blonde, with her signature pink locks, Aubrianna Powers, standing there looking as confident as ever.)
Aubrianna: You really don’t get it, do you? This is something they should’ve taught you in science class in school, and God knows you probably had enough opportunity to learn that, seeing as you were the only twenty-seven year old third grader.
(She chuckles.)
Aubrianna: But just in case you forgot, because clearly you did, let me remind you of something, a little thing my bestie likes to call evolution. You see, evolution is a natural process of life. Things evolve, things change, and if they do not evolve, if they do not change, then they are doomed to die out. Just look at the dinosaurs. They could not or would not evolve and change, so they went extinct.
(She nods her head.)
Aubrianna: Motor City Wrestling is at a crossroads where we could change, where we could evolve into something far greater than it once was. Or it could stay the same and ultimately die. If MCW does not accept that things have changed, if MCW does not adapt and evolve with the changing environment, then MCW will go the way of the dinosaur and die out. People like me, Trinity Street, Monarchy…we are here to SAVE Motor City Wrestling…
(She points at the camera.)
Aubrianna: …people like you, unknowingly, are killing it.
(She grins from ear to ear.)
Aubrianna: But don’t worry, “Simply The Best” Aubrianna Powers is here to save the day! Wrestling is in my blood. The Powers family has had to lift companies upon its shoulders for decades and now I, the next generation, the GREATEST generation of Powers wrestlers, will lift Motor City Wrestling upon her sexy shoulders.
(She motions to herself.)
Aubrianna: I am the future, bitches. Jacob, you are just an antique. You look good and the only purpose you serve is nostalgia. Nostalgia is a feel good emotion that brings back great memories but can it help us in the long run?
(She shakes her head.)
Aubrianna: No. What Motor City Wrestling needs is true leadership, the leader of the future, a true world champion that can guide this company. You thought winning the title at Deliverance was victory?
(She chuckles.)
Aubrianna: You deluded idiot. It was just the beginning of the countdown…the countdown to your end. Because whether it’s me or whether it’s Trinity Street, one of us will gut your sorry ass like a fish and end your pathetic career here in MCW. And who knows…
(She winks into the camera.)
Aubrianna: …maybe you are looking at the next MCW World Champion?
The screens near the stage begin to flicker and the arena becomes dark. Suddenly a voice is heard.
"MCW, do you hear me?"
The flickering finally stops and a live feed suddenly broadcasts onto the screens. And the one MCW previously knew as Miss Jade appears. She is seen walking along a railroad track.
"I said, MCW, do you fucking hear me? You are not ready or worthy of me yet Detroit."
The crowd at the Joe Louis Arena gives her a mixed reaction.
"You hear me. Allow me to remind you who I am. I am Jade Justice. And quite frankly, I really do not care whether you like me or not. I am not here to make friends. I came to MCW on my own and without any allies. I am a grown woman who can take damn good care of herself in that ring. I have been m.i.a for a while now focusing on my training. I am in the best shape I have ever been in and I am ready to take on the best MCW has to offer. Because this time I will become champion, now whether it is the Heavyweight championship or the Motor City championship. Or even the Tag Team championship, that is if I can find someone close enough to my level to team with me. I will have gold around this waist. Now it is common knowledge that I never had the best track record for being accepted or even being welcomed in many promotions. Hell, the promotion my dear JJ is in does not even want me. They say I am too controversial. So be it. I am my own authority now and consider myself almost a free agent. Because I will no longer let any promoter use me as a stepping stone for their favorites and continually bury me. I am so much better than that and I intend on proving myself to not only you unworthy fans. But to the current MCW roster when I make my official debut on the next show. But the real reason for my return to MCW is a simple one. Retribution against everyone who has doubted me along the way. It is time for some JUSTICE."
Jade laughs as a train appears not too far behind her. She holds out her hands and awaits the train as the live feed cuts off. The screens go to black and the arena lights up.
"MCW, do you hear me?"
The flickering finally stops and a live feed suddenly broadcasts onto the screens. And the one MCW previously knew as Miss Jade appears. She is seen walking along a railroad track.
"I said, MCW, do you fucking hear me? You are not ready or worthy of me yet Detroit."
The crowd at the Joe Louis Arena gives her a mixed reaction.
"You hear me. Allow me to remind you who I am. I am Jade Justice. And quite frankly, I really do not care whether you like me or not. I am not here to make friends. I came to MCW on my own and without any allies. I am a grown woman who can take damn good care of herself in that ring. I have been m.i.a for a while now focusing on my training. I am in the best shape I have ever been in and I am ready to take on the best MCW has to offer. Because this time I will become champion, now whether it is the Heavyweight championship or the Motor City championship. Or even the Tag Team championship, that is if I can find someone close enough to my level to team with me. I will have gold around this waist. Now it is common knowledge that I never had the best track record for being accepted or even being welcomed in many promotions. Hell, the promotion my dear JJ is in does not even want me. They say I am too controversial. So be it. I am my own authority now and consider myself almost a free agent. Because I will no longer let any promoter use me as a stepping stone for their favorites and continually bury me. I am so much better than that and I intend on proving myself to not only you unworthy fans. But to the current MCW roster when I make my official debut on the next show. But the real reason for my return to MCW is a simple one. Retribution against everyone who has doubted me along the way. It is time for some JUSTICE."
Jade laughs as a train appears not too far behind her. She holds out her hands and awaits the train as the live feed cuts off. The screens go to black and the arena lights up.
Brody:
Strong words from one of our new signees, Jade Justice. She's been in
MCW before, but didn't exactly make a lasting impression.
Sweeny: Do we not have any talented signees?
Brody: Justice, K-Remix, and Jeffrey Alexander.
Sweeny: Alexander? Oh shit, he was good back in the day.
Brody: Still is.
SUMMARY
After a cheap, early shot, Aubrianna was subjected to a brutal offense from Laymon as he looked to put Powers away early, but to her credit recovered well, and exposed Laymon's weakness in aglilty compared to her. Jacob whipped her into the ropes on one occasion, looking to take her down, but Aubrianna bounced up onto the second rope and used it as a Springboard, crashing into Laymon and almost picking up the pin. A high cross body from the top rope almost brought about the end of the match as well, but Laymon managed to power out, and also made to the outside to recover his thoughts. On returning to the ring, Jacob began to find his feet, and show the skills that brought him the MCW World Championship. Aubrianna tried to resist the offence but Jacob was simply too strong, and after a couple of hard hitting Suplexes, Powers began to look in a whole world of trouble. A whip to the ropes allowed Aubrianna to grab them and stop the momentum; however Laymon followed it in, spearing Powers straight through the ropes, but the both of them left at ringside.
ENDING
Brody: And now the MCW World Champion is back on his feet, Powers could be in trouble here.
Sweeny: She needs to move...oh, too late
Jacob throws her back into the ring, and slide back, nonchalantly watching as Aubrianna tries to get to her feet, With a roar, Laymon moves in and lifts her onto his shoulder, before delivering a devastating "Godiva's Kiss".
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Aubrianna kicks out to everyone's absolute amazement, including Jacob's. However he shrugs, and helps her to her feet, planting her with his finisher "Owned".
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Jacob's music hits, and he jumps to his feet, bending out the ropes and making his way up the ramp, paying no one any attention at all.
Brody: Aurbianna tried, but in the end Laymon was too powerful, and he's a man that can back up his words. He's the Champ after all.
Sweeny: Stop kissing ass, Brody.
Jacob climbs the turnbuckle and raises his World Championship into the air as the crowd lap it up, as Trinity walks out on stage. She signals to him that, the World Championship is hers. Jacob simply tells her to bring it. As the two stare each other down.
Brody: Oh shit, Shattered Dreams is going to be good. Really good.
Lucas Knight: Is this what you wanted, Rayne? Be careful what you wish for.
Knight slams Rayne's head onto the car bonnet, before rolling him onto the car and follows him up. Pulling a prone Rayne to his feet, Knight lifts him high into the air and brings him crashing down onto the car windscreen with a powerful "Emerald Fusion" as Rayne lays amongst the debris.
Lucas Knight: Shattered Dreams? Kinda apt, Rayne. Don't you think!
Lucas smiles as does Tommy Cook and Chantelle Chambers, as he gets down from the car and surveys the damage he's caused.
Sweeny: Beautiful. Rayne's not coming back from that.
Brody: What an ambush. That's the only way they will reign supreme around here.
Sweeny: Bollocks.
Lucas Knight: Gather a band of merry men, Rayne. It won't help you in the slightest. And as to what Chantelle, Tommy and I think about my wife's words. Just look at yourself in the mirror, that's your answer.
The three of them walk off, leaving Rayne a beaten, bloodied mess, as MCW workers are alerted to Rayne's distress and call for the EMT's to help him.
Sweeny: It's been a pleasure folks, but we're all out of time now. Till next time, peace.
