Animosity #1: July 7, 2015

We’re treated to a short video package set to the theme for Animosity that showed flashes of the Empire Wrestling talent and New York City. It finishes by showing the EW Warehouse before we cut to ringside where we’re joined by Scott Parker and Alex Wilkie.

Scott Parker: Hello everyone and welcome to Empire Wrestling’s Animosity. My name is Scott Parker and many of you may recognize me from calling matches in True Glory Wrestling. Sitting beside me is my broadcast partner, a man that has seen his own share of BWF success, Alex Wilkie.

Alex Wilkie: Thanks for that, Scott. I’d great to be back ringside. Maybe we’ll do such a great job that they’ll fire Nick Webb and Rayne over on BWF Havok and we’ll get the call!

Scott Parker: Tonight we start a journey, right here in Long Island City. Many of these competitors are trying to make their way through the developmental aspect of what EW will be and make it to the BWF. A few are looking to recapture that magic in their career or be given a chance they never have had before. Tonight is a special night.

Alex Wilkie: That’s right. There’s an exciting bunch ready to get out here and compete for these fans.

Bow or Suffer
Earlier Tonight

The camera pans in on Calypso whom is sitting lazily, his arms sprawled out on a steel folding chair in a corner barricade outside of the ring. The lights are dimmed in the entire arena except for a spotlight centered on him. Calypso's face is twisted into a crooked grin as he stares eerily at the ceiling.

Calypso: You are all about to witness something..beautiful. The birth of a demon into this world. My rage..my fury..my passion. All will be externalized in THAT ring when I tear Miss Kayla Taylor apart. Some Sheeple have said “Calypso, you have no experience. You have no credibility. What do you bring to the table?”

The camera zooms in on Calypso's face, his eyes lower and land squarely on the ring. His gleeful smile turning dark and glowering

Calypso: I bring hate. Pure, unbridled, uninhibited hate. That hate will fuel my punches and empower my kicks. The see-saw will rend her flesh and shatter her bones. The 3rd Power will decimate any sense of dignity she has left as Taylor begs me to end the match. I'm giving out a warning to every man and woman in that locker room. You either bow down to Calypso...

Calypso lifts the steel chair high above his head with his free hand and smashes it against the barricade over and over again before impacting his OWN forehead with it.

Calypso: ...or you suffer like Taylor will.

Calypso drops the mic and the chair simultaneously and smiles grotesquely one final time. He forms a triangle sign on his forehead with his hands as his spotlight goes out.

#WorkHard

“Watch Me” by Icon for Hire queued up in the EW Warehouse as the crowd came to their feet for their first glimpse at a EW talent. Kayla Taylor walks out to the stage with a smile on her face. She strikes a pose and walks down the short entrance way and slides into the ring. She is handed a microphone as she looks around at the 600+ fans in attendance.

Kayla Taylor: What energy!

The crowd gives her a cheer as she walks around the ring and looks out to the crowd sitting almost above her.

Kayla Taylor: You’re all here to witness something special because a lot of the talent is like me. We’re here to learn, we’re here because of a dream, and we’re here to become someone. I’ve spent the past two weeks busting my ass in this warehouse to get ready for tonight. I walk in that door as soon as they let me and don’t leave until they force me out. That’s what I’m all about. I’ve had to work so hard for things in my life and they’ve made me tough. #WorkHard isn’t just some catchy slogan for me, it’s a way of life. I’m here to work hard and be the best. It all has to start somewhere.

The lights go out and when they come back on "Narcissistic Cannibal" by Korn kicks up and we get a disturbing entrance from Calypso. The referee got into the ring and the first match was announced.



The bell sounded and Calypso quickly attacked the rookie Taylor. He locked up with her and placed her in a side headlock. He started to unload hard right hands to the head of Taylor but she quickly pushed him off and into the ropes. He came back with a hard shoulder takedown. He hit the ropes and she rolled under him and to her feet. Calypso hit the ropes again and came back and Taylor leap frogged him. He came back once more and into a hip toss from Taylor. She got excited and pointed to the fans as they popped for her. Calypso took the opening to grab Taylor from behind and deliver a belly to back suplex. Taylor hit the mat hard and pulled herself to her feet and ducked under an incoming shot and dropped Calypso with a neckbreaker. Taylor pulled Calypso to his feet and delivered a spinning kick to the gut. Calypso fell to a knee and Taylor hit the ropes and came back with the Plan A (Shining Wizard). She rolled him into a cover but barely picked up a two count. Calypso got to his feet and caught Taylor as she charged back at him with a hard sit-down spinebuster. Calypso pulled Taylor to her feet and tossed her into the corner and a devious grin overcame his face. He walked over to her and started to unload with hard, vicious punches to the gut for the Reeducation (Flurry of punches to gut in corner). The referee told him to break from the corner and he ran to the far corner and bounced off it and right back at Taylor before connecting with the Baptism (Stinger Splash). Calypso pulled Taylor out of the corner with a bulldog and rolled her into a cover that got a two count. Calypso made a triangle with his fingers on his forehead as he stalked around Taylor. She slowly made it to her feet and she tried to battle back with right hands. Calypso drove his knee into her gut and hit the ropes. He looked for To the 3rd Power (Clothesline) but Taylor ducked under and grabbed him from behind and delivered a surprising Broadway Lights (Cross Rhodes). She dove into a cover and picked up a win.

WINNER: Kayla Taylor, via pinfall 9:49

Taylor jumped to her feet as the crowd showered her in cheers. She jumped up and down in excitement around the ring and celebrated. A few moments later she was hit with the To the 3rd Power as Calypso came off the ropes. The fans booed as he started to stomp on the fallen Taylor after the match. Calypso pulled Taylor to her feet and told her to bow AND suffer before hitting the See-Saw (Inverted DDT followed by Bulldog). The referee checked on Taylor as Calypso rolled out of the ring.

2 Girl Crew

The cameras cut to the backstage area where we see Meghan Cross and Cailin Dillon in catering, both of them smiling confidently as Meghan turns to Cailin and begins to speak.

Meghan Cross: Sweetie, you want me to get you some Coke or Gatorade or something?

Cailin Dillon: Thanks for the offer, hun. But I already got some.

Meghan Cross: That's cool.

Meghan pauses for a moment before she speaks up as they sit facing each other in catering.

Meghan Cross: What do you say to us grabbing some Taco Bell after the show? I have a craving for tacos.

Cailin smiles as she starts to speak.

Cailin Dillon: That sounds awesome to me. First, we gotta get ready to show these boys that we're not gonna be taken lightly.

Meghan Cross: I know, right? This is a big opportunity for us. I mean, wouldn't it be something to be the first openly lesbian couple as tag team champions in BWF or even wrestling history?

Cailin Dillon: Sweetie, I'm just glad I got you here with me by my side. After living a lie for so long, it's just a blessing to be able to be true to myself with you.

Meghan blushes briefly and lowers her head.

Meghan Cross: Aww, you are just too damn sweet, hun! When you were born, did your momma roll you around in sugar to make you so sweet?

Cailin sheepishly grins as she squeezes Meghan's hands and speaks up.

Cailin Dillon: I can't wait to go out there tonight and show Korey and James what we're made of...

Meghan Cross: Me either! So what do you say we go out there and show the world what the 2 Girl Crew is all about?

Cailin Dillon: Oooh, I LOVE the team name! Let's go!

The camera starts to fade as we access a different part of the Warehouse.

Des Ink For Life

Backstage we see James Gaines lacing up his boots while Korey looks hyped up as he has his headphones on while pacing back and forth as James stands up and stops Korey.

James Gaines: Bro, we have done this hundreds of times. Relax.

Korey nods as he fully takes of his headphones.

Korey Gaines: I know man, we have been all over the world twice over and performed in front of hundreds and in front of thousands. But this feels different, this feels like home and I want things to go our way this time around in the states.

James smirks as he rubs his brothers head as he pulls him in for a hug.

James Gaines: I feel ya, bro. We got this, I got your back. We ride together.

Korey Gaines: We die together.

James Gaines: and Korey Gaines: Des Ink for life!!

They fist bump each other as they head out of the locker room as the scene comes to a close and we fade back to the ring.

Working on Perfection

Standing in the center of the ring is the five foot seven frame of the former BWF Tag team champion Derrick Daze. A man who has all but disappeared close to two years. He stands dressed in a long jacket crafted of dark Denim and a microphone. Scattered boos and cheers peppered the arena.

Derrick Daze: Why yes, it is I. The angry diminutive man who is unable to keep a tag team partner for a handful of matches. The Man whom AJ Adams called an idiot, but whose whose words hung in his head and fled from his lips for a multitude of weeks. The man who you all last saw being stretchered away. The last man you expect to see standing in this ring before you. But to all those not in the know. I am Derrick Daze.

Derrick Daze: Much of my relation has passed through the doors of BWF. One of the very first graduates of original Empire Wrestling Academy; Destiny Figgins. My younger cousin. I remember first gracing the hall of EWA as a spectator. Sitting in on various training sessions and supplementing on the guidance Mr. Shelley gave to her. But 'm not here for a family reunion. I suppose the question is rose as to why a person who's already had his foot in the door has decided to come instead to the learning institution.

Derrick Daze: Maybe I fancy myself an eternal learner. Would make since, I who has rid myself of most social traditions to devote myself to mental expansion. One who has shied away from civilization to keep and maintain physical purity. All this time I was done, I studied the movements of a human body. I've drafted thesis after thesis of each and every weakness. I've been perfecting a craft of no wasted motion. I'm designing a machine of perfect efficiency. I will work out every kink, every imperfection, every flawed hypothesis. Many will object my findings. But being undisputed is being untested. I want my theories questioned. And I will shoot down all doubts.

Daze drops his microphone as he heads towards the back and we get ready for our next match.



Cross and Korey were set to start things for their teams as the bell sounded. The two competitors locked up and struggled to lock in a hold. Cross slipped behind Korey and locked in a hammerlock. Korey reached behind and grabbed the head of Cross. He rolled forward and snapmared Cross over his shoulder. Cross rolled to her feet and met Korey with a hard right hand. She followed it with a hard kick to the right leg that flowed into a spinning kick to the gut. Cross lifted a knee into the chest of Korey and then sent him into her corner. Cross tagged out to Dillon. She jumped into the ring and the duo hit a double DDT on Korey. Korey climbed to his feet and Dillon started to set up for a Russian legsweep but Korey fought out with hard elbows to the head. Korey lifted Dillon and hit a Samoan drop and then went to his corner and tagged out to James. James climbed into the ring and grabbed Dillon as she started to stand and he drove his knee into her gut. James positioned Dillon and delivered a devastating powerbomb in the middle of the ring. He fell into a cover but only picked up a two count. Dillon was pulled back to her feet and James tossed her into an open corner. He started throwing hard elbows at her before the referee told him to break away from the corner. James pulled Dillon out from the corner and easily lifted her for a suplex and stalled. The fans were impressed with the strength and James turned the suplex into a powerslam. He went for another cover but was pulled off by Cross at two. Cross climbed back to the apron and tried to cheer on Dillon for a tag. Dillon started to get to her feet and James looked for the Gettin’ Tatted (Brogue Kick) but Dillon ducked. Dillon grabbed James and delivered the Last Train Out (Inverted Headlock Backbreaker) and fell to the mat. James and Dillon crawled to their corners and both made a tag. Korey and Cross came in hot and started to go back and forth with blows. Korey hit a headbutt on Cross that staggered her backwards. Cross hit the ropes and charged back and ducked a clothesline. She stopped and hit Korey as he turned with the the Cross Examination (Gamengiri). She rolled Korey into a cover and picked up the three before James could break it up.

WINNERS: 2 Girl Crew, via pinfall 9:14

James shook his head as he pulled his brother to his feet after the match ended and all four competitors were still in the ring. They started to exchange a few words before exchanging handshakes. Destruction INK left the ring to allow 2 Girl Crew to celebrate.

Scott Parker: A show of respect between these competitors after a great match.

Alex Wilkie: I think it’s safe to say we’ll see these four compete again. I really thought that Des Ink was going to pull this off but that kick, wow, Korey is going to feel that one in the morning.

Not Just Another Wrestler

The camera switches to our backstage area where we see EW’s Head Interviewer Kevin Olson standing by with Bailey Mayhew. They’re standing in front of an EW Animosity backdrop and are ready for the camera.

Kevin Olson: I'm standing by with one of EW's rookies, Bailey Mayhew. Bailey, what can we expect from you here in EW?

Bailey Mayhew: Well, I'm young, I'm still kind of "green" as they say, I'm a little naive, but I'm gonna try my best to not let any of that stop me from achieving my dream. I don't want to be just another face in the crowd, I don't wanna be just another girl chasing her dream, I wanna be the best. Of course, so does everyone else here. And the thing is, I don't have a backup. I dropped out of college to be here. I'm gonna scratch, I'm gonna crawl, to ensure that I have a place here. I wanna prove to everyone who has their dreams doubted that they can achieve their dreams. So I'm looking to be Not Just Another Girl, but THE Girl of EW. You know what, let's throw gender out the window. I'm looking to be Not Just Another Wrestler in EW, but THE Wrestler in EW. Hopefully when people talk about EW, my name isn't too far behind.

Kevin Olson: Thank you for you time.

Kevin watches as Mayhew leaves the screen and we cut back to ringside.

The Gold Standard

The camera is focused on the middle of the ring as the fans have come to their feet in appreciation for EW’s General Manager, Wade Mason. He stands in the middle of the ring with some sort of display beside him, covered in a black cloth. He looks around to the 600+ fans with a smile and mouths “thank you” as they cheer. He brings the microphone up, ready to speak.

Wade Mason: I’m not out here to take up too much of your time because I know, just like me, you’re enjoying the great action so far tonight.

He gets a pop from the fans.

Wade Mason: I could stand here and say a lot of things about the talent here in Empire Wrestling but I’ll save it for another day. Instead I’m here to talk about opportunities. There’s going to be lots of varied opportunities here in Empire Wrestling. They’ll range from chances to appear on BWF pay-per-view events, eventually gain a contract with the BWF, and chances to compete around the country in front of fans just like all of you. There are some though, that this is it for them. Empire Wrestling is a developmental grounds for the BWF but I’m looking to also make it something special. That’s apparent with the talent we’ve signed because we have former champions, we have talent that has the ability to become greats. Here beside me is part of what’s going to make EW special; one of its opportunities.

Mason reaches over and pulls the cloth away to reveal what’s underneath.



The crowd cheers as he looks down at the championship.

Wade Mason: This is the Empire Wrestling Heavyweight Championship. Despite my own personal lineage to the BWF and its various offshoots, this championship is brand new. This is the opportunity to create and leave your own mark. The first winner of this championship will set the bar at what a champion is in Empire Wrestling. Everyone in the back has been looking to impress and this right here will kick that into a different gear. Over the next few weeks myself and the powers that be will be watching the EW competitors and determining who deserves a shot at this championship. Let’s see who impresses.

Mason smiles as he takes the championship and starts to head to the back.

Hick-a Bick-a-boo?
Earlier Tonight

The camera shifts backstage, where Kevin Olson is standing by.

Kevin Olson: Folks, right now, I'm very happy to introduce all of you to a lovely young woman who just happens to have personal ties to one of BWF's most successful young superstars... Krista May Williams.

The camera pans to the right, where Krista May is standing and smiling awkwardly.

Krista May Williams: Yeah, I was kinda afraid of that. I didn't come to Empire Wrestling to be "the friend of Sabrina Scott". I came to Empire Wrestling because they're the only place that would hire me!

She pauses, waiting for a laugh. Nothing.

Kevin Olson: Right, anyway, I -

Krista May Williams: I'm kidding, by the way. Starbucks was totally willing to put me in one of those giant foam coffee cup outfits and spin a sign outside of one of their stores. I think. They never really got back to me.

Kevin Olson: Then... how do you know they were willing to hire you if they never got back to you?

Krista May Williams: SILENCE. You know nothing, Jon Snow.

Kevin Olson: N-no, it's Kevin. Kevin Olson.

A pause.

Krista May Williams: Nooo... it's Game. Game of Thrones. Just... wow, man. Get a TV.

Krista shakes her head and walks off-screen.

Kevin Olson: Ooookay. That was -

Without warning, Krista pops back on screen, jumping in front of Kevin and interrupting him.

Krista May Williams: SORRY! Totally forgot to answer your original question!

Another pause.

Krista May Williams: ...help me out here, Conan. What was the question?

Kevin Olson: Kevin.

Krista May Williams: Kevin's not a question.

Kevin Olson: No, Kevin's my name.

Krista May Williams: Was that your question? I don't know if Kevin's actually your name.

Kevin facepalms.

Kevin Olson: Just... you have a match tonight. Talk about that.

Kevin walks away, muttering under his breath "Why couldn't the Spider Man musical take off like my agent promised me it would?" as Krista watches him go.

Krista May Williams: Huh. Weirdo.

She chuckles.

Krista May Williams: My name is Krista May Williams. Sabrina Scott is the closest thing I have to a sister, which is creepy when you consider that she was engaged to my actual brother before he died. Like, incest for the win, right?

Awkward pause.

Krista May Williams: Anywhooooo. Tonight, I make my pro debut against two chicks I honestly know nothing about because neither one of them has a show on Netflix. I'm sure they're good or they wouldn't be here, but I'm a Williams girl, and our family doesn't stop fighting - ever. The Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with and the same goes for me. You ladies are DOA, courtesy of KMW. OMG, BRB. GTG. TTYL.

Yes, she's saying all of these out loud.

Krista walks off-screen, which would normally end the interview, except that she pops back again once more.

Krista May Williams: Hey, uh, just so we're all clear, that incest thing was a total joke. I'm not... like into that or anything. I mean... yuck. No... thank you. I like people who... aren't... related to me. I mean, where am I from, Mississippi?

Another pause for laughter. Another lengthy silence.

Krista May Williams: Fair enough. I'll make it up to you guys in the ring. Hick-a-bick-a-boo?

A flashy grin.

Krista May Williams: Hoo-sha.

A wink, and Krista finally walks off screen to prepare for her match.



Scott Parker: Three rookies in the ring currently.

Alex Wilkie: I’ve heard that throughout the week EW officials have been impressed with these three ladies and the work they’ve put in getting ready for this match.

The three competitors circled each other as the bell sounded. Mayhew grabbed Rose and landed a quick European uppercut that backed her into the corner. Mayhew and Williams grabbed Rose and hit a double hip toss. Rose rolled away as she hit the mat and Mayhew and Williams locked up. Mayhew delivered a kick to the gut and looked for a DDT but Williams spun away. Williams jumped and hit a dropkick to the knee of Mayhew. Mayhew hit the mat but quickly got to her feet. She walked into an armdrag by Williams and slid out of the ring. Rose was back to her feet and grabbed Williams from behind and hit an atomic drop. Rose ran off the ropes and connected with a running crossbody. Rose hooked a leg of Williams and looked for a pin but only got one. Williams pulled herself to her feet and walked right into Mayhew springboarding into the ring with a clothesline. Mayhew popped back to her feet and grabbed onto Rose and they tangled trying to get an advantage. Rose hit a hard forearm to the head of Mayhew and delivered a snap suplex. Rose got back to her feet and started to pull Mayhew back up but was tripped down with a drop toe hold. Mayhew turned to Williams who had gotten back to her feet and they locked up. Mayhew spun Williams around and delivered a swinging neckbreaker. Mayhew pulled Williams back to her feet but was quickly stunned as Williams smashed Mayhew’s face off her knee. Mayhew staggered around and was hit with a belly to back suplex by Williams. Rose was back up and hit Williams with a spinning heel kick. Rose pulled Williams back to her feet and sent her into the ropes as Rose went off the far ropes. They met in the middle of the ring and Rose delivered a spear to Williams. She quickly pulled Williams to her feet and started to look for the Rose Bush (Spike Fisherman Buster) but Mayhew springboarded into the ring and caught Rose with a hurricanrana. Mayhew rushed to the top rope and steadied herself before jumping and connecting with the Not Just Another Frog Splash on Rose. She went for a cover but Williams came in and delivered the Season Ender (Shining Wizard) on Mayhew. Williams quickly rolled Mayhew out of the ring and dove onto Rose for the three count.

WINNER: Krista May Williams, via pinfall 10:21

Williams climbed to her feet and leaned against the ropes as Mayhew started to come to on the outside of the ring. She smirked and gave a small clap to Williams as she watched on. Williams waved and smiled to Mayhew as she dusted herself off and headed to a quick break.

A New Empire

Animosity came back from its short break to find the cameras had trained themselves on the brick wall a certain Las Vegas native called his back, He looked up from what he was doing, cracked his neck a little, he closed the wooden locker door and turned around revealing himself as the Emperor of Wrestling, Imperious. He breathed in through his nose a little, very noticeably wrinkling his entire face.

Imperious: I smell… a weasel…

Imperious turned his head to his left as Kevin Olson was just off screen with a microphone in hand.

Imperious: What do you want.

Imperious said sharply, grinding his teeth just a little.

Kevin Olson: Uh… Imperious, I just had a few questions for you… this is your first time in a wrestling federation… and as far as we know it’s your first time wrestling as well, yet you’ve taken to social media calling this your empire… could you explain what you meant by that…

Imperious licked his lips a little and a rare smile creased his face just a little.

Imperious: Well that’s simple, Olson… I came from nothing… but I was born with one advantage and that was my size… most people looked at me and thought maybe I should put down the mcdonalds and pick up a set of weights… that is until they fought me and they would be singing a better tune by the end of it… I don’t remember much of my school years aside from the fact that I would fight almost every week, I’d have some punk on my case about one thing or another, I didn’t learn about history, I learned about violence. Math? I learned to defend myself instead, I quickly turned the schools I went to into my Empire, where I was feared and rightfully so.

He chuckled a little.

Imperious: Of course when I left, the lust of violence didn’t end at graduation… No I needed more… I tried out for mix martial arts, cage fighting, boxing… I was… what was the word they used?

Imperious smirked a little.

Imperious: Too Blood-Thirsty.

That sent a shiver of Kevin Olson’s spine which made Imperious laugh all the more.

Imperious: So I took to street fighting… dirt pits, anywhere that would take me, you’d probably find some videos of me smashing some poor schmucks teeth into a curb on World Star… and like the playgrounds where I spilled the blood of young try-hards looking to act tough, I turned the streets of Las Vegas into my Empire…

He begun to crack his fingers, one by one they snapped in three places.

Kevin Olson swallowed a little.

Kevin Olson: But you haven’t even had a match here at Empire Wrestling yet. How can you say you’ve turned it into your Empire already?

Imperious stopped cracking his knuckles and turned to Kevin.

Imperious: Oh… Oh Sweet Summer Child… Empire Wrestling IS my Empire… it became my Empire when I signed, it will stay my Empire until I’ve died… the people who deny that fact are just too stupid to understand otherwise… from ring to ramp to the backstage locker rooms… THIS IS MY EMPIRE!

Imperious turned and blasted his fist through the wooden cabinet like lockers of the dressing room, he pulled his fist back, bloodied already with a chunk of wood hanging out.

Imperious: You all belong to me.

Imperious pulled out the piece of wood and walked off camera, Kevin Olson did nothing but watch, cow eyed at The Emperor of Wrestling.

The Iron Heart
Earlier Tonight

The scene is in a gym in an undisclosed location where we see Barrett Lynch doing repetitions with a weighted rope, building up his endurance. As he feels the burning sensation in his chest muscles, he blocks out the pain with a loud, intense scream before tossing the weighted rope down as he puts his hands on his hips, drenched in sweat, wearing a neon yellow tank top and a pair of black and neon yellow UnderArmour shorts as Barrett grabs a bottle of PowerAde, unscrews the lid, tilts his head back, and takes a swig of his drink while catching his breath. Finally, he regains his composure as he starts to speak.

Barrett Lynch: You know, some people might view someone like me coming from a main roster in EWS to a developmental territory in BWF as a step down in my career. I don’t see it like that. I see it as an opportunity to prove myself all over again. I came into PWR unheard of and quickly became one of the bright spots in the promotion. I moved on to Las Vegas, my first night, I out-lasted nineteen other people, and won the Las Vegas Fury LEGACY Championship. I kept proving myself by defending the title successfully, and I thought for sure the sky was the limit for my career.

Barrett has his hands on his hips as he continues.

Barrett Lynch: But the wrestling business is a strange one. I thought EWS would never crumble, but it did, and I had to find myself a new opportunity. So I find myself in the BWF Headquarters, being offered a developmental deal with EMPIRE Wrestling. The message was pretty clear. BWF could care less about my past success. They care about what I do in THIS company. And what I intend to do… is pick up where I left off. I intend to out-work, out-hustle, out-train, and out-last ANYONE and EVERYONE, big or small, man or woman, to get to my eventual goal of being the best in the business. That's why I'm not backing down from anyone who wants to fight me. That's why I chose to accept the challenge of Calypso. Sure, he's bigger than me with more of a penchant for violence, but he's going to learn that life is full of ups and downs. Soon, he'll be lifted up into the air and down on the mat, up into the turnbuckles and down on the mat, up off the top rope and down on the mat. If you think for one moment that my looks belie the fierce beating heart of a warrior's spirit, think again, Calypso, for your insults and dismissiveness will be your ultimate downfall.

Barrett then shrugs as he continues.

Barrett Lynch: Now, I admit I’m not the biggest guy in the world, and I’m not the flashiest in-ring performer, but what separates me from the rest of the EMPIRE roster is they only have four gears to get them up to speed. I have five. I dig deeper than ANYONE else on the planet to MAKE my opponents have to take every last ounce of fight outta me. Guess that comes from my days in the military. After you go through boot camp, after you see death and destruction in front of you, it puts everything in perspective. Death might scare me, and I may still be haunted with visions of dead platoon members, but inside that eighteen by eighteen ring, I can be in my comfort zone. That ring means an awful lot to me. This business means an awful lot to me. No man or woman alive can ever touch my passion, my drive, my motivation… to succeed. I’m country tough and Army strong, and tonight, in the Big Apple, Imperious is gonna find out who REALLY has the intestinal fortitude to dig deep, to find that motivation to keep their opponent’s shoulders down on the mat for three seconds. Three seconds. That’s all it takes to be a hero or be a zero.

Barrett then smiles confidently.

Barrett Lynch: I plan to be the hero. Whether I gotta dole out some “Corporal Punishment”, leave you “F.U.B.A.R.”, or take you down by “Sudden Death”, Imperious, I plan to settle for nothing less than having MY hand raised. Tonight, New York City, EMPIRE Wrestling, even the BWF… they’re gonna find out that THIS “Iron Heart”… will ALWAYS… beat strong.

Barrett pauses for dramatic effect before letting loose a deep, booming war cry.

Barrett Lynch: HOO-RAH!

With that, the scene fades to the ring.



The bell had barely sounded before Imperious had started his attack on Lynch and he had pushed him into the corner. Imperious grabbed the top ropes and pulled himself at Lynch as he landed hard knees to the gut. The referee called for a break but Imperious refused and was about to be disqualified before he finally broke away. Lynch fell to a knee trying to catch his breath as Imperious walked to the other side of the ring. The referee checked on Lynch and Lynch said he was good to go. Imperious started to charge Lynch but Lynch charged right back at him and connected with the SCUD Missile (Sick Kick). Lynch dove onto Imperious and looked for a cover but only got one. Imperious jumped to his feet and ducked under a clothesline from Lynch and delivered a German suplex. Imperious stood and kicked the bottom turnbuckle and grabbed Lynch as he started to stand and hit a second German suplex. Imperious pulled Lynch to his feet and started to set him up for a powerbomb. He lifted Lynch up and sent him into the corner with a corner powerbomb. Imperious grabbed Lynch by the head and pulled him to the center of the ring but was hit with an uppercut. Lynch then grabbed Imperious and connected with a jawbreaker. Lynch grabbed the staggered Imperious and delivered a northern lights suplex. Lynch bridged and looked for a cover but barely got two. Lynch pulled Imperious to his feet and started to set up for the Wall Breaker (Gibson Driver) but Imperious lifted and connected with a backdrop. Lynch popped up to his feet and locked back up with Imperious and looked for a Russian legsweep but Imperious pushed him away. Imperious hit a hard European uppercut that was followed with a vertical suplex. Lynch staggered to his feet and lunged at Imperious with a hard right hand. He drove a knee into Imperious’ gut and started to set up for the FUBAR (Alex Shelley’s Shell Shock) but Imperious spun away and rocked him with a big boot. Imperious grabbed Lynch and pulled him to his feet and quickly hit the Dream Eater (Sleeper Suplex). Lynch hit the mat and stumbled to his feet and Imperious pushed him against the ropes and caught him with Tyranny’s End (Pop-Up Powerbomb). Imperious hooked a leg in a cover and picked up the win.

WINNER: Imperious, via pinfall 12:41

Imperious stood over Lynch after the match and started to pull him to his feet but was stopped by the referee who told him to leave. Imperious thought twice and just slammed Lynch’s head on the mat and rolled out of the ring.

The Greatness in Front of You
Earlier Tonight

We open on the rainy streets of New York City, the bustling metropolis not missing a beat as rain glistens off the hoods of taxis, business people carry umbrellas, those less fortunate newspapers, as they do their best to dodge the rain on their way to work. The camera pans to an abandoned building, the steps covered from the rain as a young man in a black and deep purple hooded windbreaker sits there, head down, seemingly paying no mind to us. The sounds of the rain and The Big Apple seem to subside just enough to hear his voice.

Aeolus Wrath: Empire Wrestling. Empire, dynasty, legacy, all words that will be tossed about by pretenders, losers, wannabes, and whoever else feels they have the right to use those words to describe themselves and their career. Anyone can fabricate a truth, because there are always people out there even dumber than the creators to actually believe it. I didn’t make myself who I am out of merely sitting around and observing. I did the scouting I needed to, I took it all in, but most of all, when I saw an opportunity, I took it.

Aeolus Wrath: When it comes to the word empire, when it comes to the word dynasty, and when it comes to the word legacy, it isn’t about those who are simply waiting for those things to come to them, it is about those who ALREADY epitomize those words, and I want you to know, no I NEED you all to know that I and I alone am the one person in this company that exemplifies those terms to the fullest, and why? Because I didn’t just “do pretty good” or even just “excelled” in my career in EWS, I conquered it, I ruled it, I reigned supreme because I am gifted in every single aspect of this business and I became the ONLY weapon I needed when I took the EWS Las Vegas Fury Championship, broke the hearts of those who were foolish enough to believe I did it for them, and never looked back for 408 days. There’s NOBODY, NADA, ZILCH, ZERO in this company right now who has something THAT GOOD, THAT AMAZING, THAT IMPRESSIVE on their resume. Understand this, you can stack all these losers up like a pile of timber and there’s not enough talent there to equal what I possess.

Aeolus Wrath: So I’ll just burn you sons of bitches for fun.

The young man picks his head up, pushing his hood back to reveal jet black hair and piercing brown eyes.

Aeolus Wrath: My name is Aeolus Wrath, and my father Fallen Angel STILL terrorizes opponents to this day. My uncle, Thunderwolf, changed the very face of this industry and he did it without apologizing to ANYBODY he stepped on doing it. Some people think my nicknames of “The Anti-Christ Of Pro Wrestling”, “The Code Of Energy”, and “Certifiable Wrestling God” are just monikers, just brands I created for show, but what all of you are going to figure out REAL QUICK is that I am the nucleus, I am the sun, I am the stars, I am the UNIVERSE you are living and breathing in, and nobody is going to show me up, nobody is going to steal MY spotlight, and NOBODY is going to get their hands on the EW Heavyweight Championship without going through me first!

Aeolus Wrath: You know, I may look calm, confident, Hell. I’ll even tickle you fuckers’ fancies and say I’m downright arrogant, but most of all, right now, I’m one angry, pissed off, disrespected athlete, because I left a company I built with my own two hands, with my blood, sweat, and tears, because it was a goddamn sinking ship that every sack of shit associated with it behind the scenes should be fucking ashamed of. One guy, one man, leaves the company, walks out the door, tells nobody why, and all of a sudden it’s Titanic time. EWS, you disrespected me, a man who carried your company on his back, but you know what, I’m a smart guy. I saw the writing on the wall. Your very last show, Rise, which I’m sure will be a doozy of a time, I wasn’t even booked on, because unlike all those other leeches that are already jumping ship, I never bowed down and kissed your asses and that pissed you off! It pissed each and every one of you off because you fuckers can’t buy me! So go ahead, EWS, you already hit the iceberg, so have one last farewell before all the bodies freeze off the coast of the Atlantic for all I care, because you sons of bitches can go fuck yourselves for abandoning the BEST commodity you ever had!

Wrath runs his fingers through his hair.

Aeolus Wrath: As far as tonight goes, I get the chance to do not one, but TWO things I’ve been wanting to get off my to-do list for quite some time. Tonight, Notch, what could have been, what should have been in EWS, well it happens tonight, and that’s the end of this whole bullshit notion that a washed up piece of crap like you can even hold a candle to somebody like me. The fact EWS paired me with you in the ring is an insult to my intelligence, my skills, and the fact that it’s 2015 and nobody cares anymore, Notch! Tonight I put all of this to bed and prove without a shadow of a doubt that I am superior to your old ass in every single way possible!

Aeolus Wrath: As far as you go, Billy Way, you’re the casualty in this whole thing, man, which really is the story of your career isn’t it? In EWS you went from this creepy sexual predator guy that nobody really cared about or was remotely entertained with, to some freak show with an obsession for wooden puppets who become a real boy. Holy shit, O-M-G, somebody get me my selfie stick, because I want to take a photo standing over a guy who is STILL a waste of the fucking paper his contract is printed on, STILL a virtual nobody in this business with NO direction, NO focus, and NO hope for a better tomorrow. It was cute, Billy, when you took the High Octane Title as your own, but for a guy who says he wants no strings to hold him down, well there’s still a big noose around your neck Billy, and it comes from the glaring fact that in that ring you’re fucking garbage. You want to “be a real boy” Billy? Here’s a thought. Grow a set and go out and actually WIN a title, you know, like the rest of us normal, talented, hardworking people do. Man, now it all makes sense, the whole Pinocchio theme, because you’re the biggest lying sack of shit going! Billy Way, simply put, get the hell out of MY WAY or find YOUR WAY to a hospital bed!

Aeolus Wrath: Tonight, Empire Wrestling, you don’t have to wait to see greatness, because greatness is standing right here. I am Aeolus Wrath, and tonight, I’m going to show you all through these two subpar wrestlers why I am MOST DEFINITELY worth fearing.

Aeolus puts his hood back over his head, looking as stoic as ever as we fade out.

Curiousity

“Come With Me Now” by KONGOS starts, a foot-stomping beat that reads as junkyard Cajun or Zydeco to American ears, though it's history is slightly different. Jo Young appears, running down to the ring with a big grin on her face. She barely slows down on reaching the ring, hopping, slamming her hands on the ring's edge and part sliding, part tumbling right onto the mat. She pops up effortlessly, treating the ring like her own personal jungle gym, and takes the mic.

Jo Young: New York!!!! Haha!!

She holds the mic out toward the crowd... stomping her foot to the beat of the music, encouraging the EW fans to stomp along. She's laughing, grinning.. happy. The mic doesn't catch the laugh, but it's clear enough to see. Just before the music starts to fade she jumps suddenly, letting go of the mic on her way up. As she falls, her body curls downward so that both feet and two open palms slap the mat at the same time, landing in a crouch. It's a mimicry of her simian namesake, and she whips her head up, hair flying from her face, right hand out, open, catching the mic as the music fades. She speaks without even standing, crouched there like Spiderman or something.

Jo Young: Nice to meet you, New York! I'm Mighty Jo Young. I got the nickname from my little sister F.M. She's been making a name for herself in Chicago at the BWF and doing a hell of a job! She gave me the name when we were kids, ‘cause back then I was bigger and stronger than her. Well.. I'm not bigger anymore.

Jo stands up from her crouched pose to her full 5'10" height, emphasizing her point.

Jo Young: But I'm still stronger.

A wink and a grin out to the crowd. She starts circling the ring, addressing fans in all directions.

Jo Young: Tonight's been a hell of a show, hasn't it!?! Hell of a show! I was really sad to see my man Barrett Lynch beaten tonight. I've got nothing but love for Lynch.. and now I'm itching for my shot at Imperious!

Jo Young: I kind of like my opponent tonight. I can't help it. He's polite as can be, and talking to him so far.. I've needed a dictionary! But when I get down to it, I really just wanna see what it's like to fight him.

She shrugs.

Jo Young: You don't really know someone till you've fought 'em, so I'm curious! I'm a curious sorta gal!

A few ohhs and ahhs about that particular word from the crowd and Jo laughs.

Jo Young: Yeah no. I already figured that one out. I like chocolate and peanut butter, thank you. At the same time if I can get it.

Even more reaction, a raucous buzz of cheers, boos, whistles.. catcalls, the whole nine yards.

Jo Young: But back to the fight.. wow you people. If I win, great! One step on my way to the top. If I lose? Lessons learned.. lessons to use to make myself even better next time! So, New York! Make some noise and enjoy the rest of the show!



Young offered a handshake but Daze just leaned against the ropes with a smirk. Young pulled her hand back and Daze came at her with a hard clothesline. Young quickly scrambled to her feet but was quickly taken back down with a judo throw. Daze locked in a grounded chicken wing on Young. Young started to struggle and was able to get her knees under her. She started to power herself to her feet with Daze on her back. He held onto the move before Young fell backwards and crashed on top of him. Young slipped away and Daze got to his feet shortly after. Daze met Young with a hard kick to the side but she came right back with a hard chop to the chest. Daze hit another kick and Young hit another chop. Then another. Then another. She reached out and caught him with a hard right hand before another chop. She followed it with a kick to the shins and a spinning back kick to the gut. She sent him off the ropes and caught him with a Samoan drop. Daze staggered to his feet and Young grabbed him and hit the Gorizia (Stalling Scoop Slam). Young jumped on and dropped an elbow onto the fallen Daze. Young started to pull Daze to his feet but he rose up with a hard throat chop. Young doubled over fell to a knee as she tried to caught her breath. Daze landed a hard kick to the side of the head of Young. He fell to his knees and attempted a cover and got a two count. Daze took his time and walked around Young and drove a kick to her back as she started to sit up. He then started to pull her to her feet and sent her into the corner. Daze charged and landed a hard clothesline before taking her down with a hip toss. Daze quickly locked in a crossface onto Young in the middle of the ring. Young struggled and reached for the ropes but couldn’t make it on first reach. Daze applied more pressure but Young refused to give up. She kicked her feet and was able to push herself to the bottom rope to break the hold. Daze broke the hold and Young pulled herself to her feet. He went to charge but she turned and caught him with the Young Gun (AA Spinebuster). Young took the opening to lock in a side leg lock and applied pressure. Daze tried swinging at Young but she was just out of reach on the mat. Daze pushed off the mat and rolled Young over and it allowed him to grab the ropes to break the hold. Young started to pull Daze up and set him up for the Mighty Slam (Batista Bomb) but Daze pulled her legs out to trip her up. She rose but was hit with a kick to the gut that was followed by the Voyage (Spinning Unprettier). Young hit the mat and started to stumble to her feet as she was grabbed and quickly hit with the Collapse Generation (Dragon Clutch DDT). Daze covered and was able to pick up the three count.

WINNER: Derrick Daze, via pinfall 12:37

Young was able to kick up just after the three and couldn’t believe that it was in fact three. She asked the referee and he informed her it was in fact three and she hit the mat a few times. Daze leaned against the ropes as Young just shook her head before shooting him a look. She rolled out of the ring as Daze watched her leave.

True Way of Entertainment

The screen opens somewhere in the EW Warehouse where we see a lone lightbulb hanging above the ceiling, the only source of light in an otherwise dark room. We then see a face appearing in front of the light bulb. It’s the face, or should the, “Two Face” of Billy Way as he happens to be wearing a makeup that has a striking resemblance one of the most iconic Batman’s villains. Billy snickers at the camera before opening his mouth to speak

Billy Way: In this binary world, humans seem to always classify themselves as well as others into two simple categories. The “us” vs. “them” mentality has been rampant in our society since the beginning of mankind. Humans tend to characterized each other in a simple formation, without acknowledging the various variables and elements. Humans, especially in the wrestling world that we are involved in, tend to always look at things in a black and white view, not noticing the true fantastic colour…Grey. Wrestling fans gravitate through the idea of heroes and villains, bad guys and good guys, “babyfaces” and “heels.” Fans are a victim of the society, plaguing their mind about binary characteristics, disallowing them to think on their own. I’ve recognized the dangers of the cruel world that we live in and I have decided that it was time to expose these fraudulent. People always want to know who I am. Am I a bad guy or a good guy? Am I a hero or a villain? Well to be honest, I’m neither. I’m a man that is born in a world of chaos and a man that seeks to cause even more chaos for the sake of entertainment. All my actions, whether good or bad, whether the fans like it or not, is for the sake of spicing things up and entertain you all from the rather boring shit society has given you. I’m forcing you all to question yourselves and look at the bigger picture of things, as I do my best to entertain you all. I don’t care if people view me as a hero or a villain. I don’t care if people think I’m just the same creepy weirdo back in EWS that only claim to fame is making sexual references and stealing the High Octane championship. I’m a masochist and a sadist as most people might say. I enjoy pain, whether delivering it or receiving it for entertainment purpose. I don’t care if people hate me or love me. All I ask is for people to acknowledge, recognizing what’s my main purpose in life. I’m here…to bring you all a great product. Everytime you see this pretty face, I want you all to remember me as I bring my opponents to their knees he he he. The people…oh my people…they are starving for something new to be brought to the table and I’m that guy that will deliver it.

Billy Way then chuckles to himself before continuing

Billy Way: I’m not a seasoned veteran babyface hero like The Notch. I don’t expect people to look up to me as their idol. I don’t expect people to ask me for autographs or reach out their hands, hoping for me to high five them. I’m not an egotistical generation asshole like Aeolus Wrath. I’m not going to tell you about how much I’m better than you or brag about my accomplishments. I’m not going to tell you how I’m born greatness and how everyone should worship me. I’m good ol me, a man on a mission to transform the wrestling genre. I’m not here to look for the fans’ approval or rile up the fans with offensive slurs. I’m here…to show you all the true way of entertainment.

One More Run

As “300 Violin Orchestra” by Jorge Quintero blares over the PA system, the crowd comes to their feet in anticipating for The Notch who emerges from the back as orange strobes flash and pulse to the beat of the music, The Notch looking out onto the crowd with a nod and a smile as he makes his way to the ring, clad in a matching royal blue visor/vest combo and denim shorts.

Todd Evans: Ladies and gentlemen, THE NOTCH!

Before going to the steps, he sees some of the crowd ringside giving him hero worship as he just shakes his head and returns the favor before entering the ring and hopping onto a turnbuckle, looking out once more on the audience before tossing his blue visor out on into the crowd, jumping off as he takes the mic graciously from Todd as his music fades out, a LOUD “NOTCHY NOTCH” chant beginning as he stops to take it all in, impressed with the ovation from the capacity crowd.

The Notch: Man, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you guys are pretty happy to see me, am I right?

The Notch holds out the mic as the crowd roars.

The Notch: Well let me just say what I’m sure you all already know, that the feeling is mutual. You know, at 40 years old I don’t know why you guys chose to follow me all these years. I’m not the biggest. I’m not the strongest, I’m not the fastest, but I’m damn sure the same guy I’ve always been in that I give you guys everything I’ve got, every ounce of blood, sweat, and tears in me, and you guys give me that right back, and I thank you for standing by my side all these years. I mean that.

The Notch claps along with the crowd.

The Notch: A lot of people think I’m crazy to come here. I was in Japan, I was in St. Louis, the mecca of professional wrestling as far as its history goes, and I’m where a lot of guys who do this feel they just can’t do it anymore, where a lot of people try to tell them to stop, hang up the boots, that they have nothing left to prove, and maybe that’s true, but I’m not those people. Maybe I’ve lost what’s left of my sanity, but this is it for me. This is life. This is everything to me. Everything that’s worth EVERYTHING I’ve got left in me. I could be retired 1 year from now, 5 years from now, or 6 weeks from now, I don’t know and I don’t care. All I care about is knowing I gave whatever time I had left as well as all of you, the very best of me.

Another “NOTCHY NOTCH” chants starts up, as we can see The Notch is a bit emotional.

The Notch: So tonight it begins, 1 more run to the top, and it begins here, in the Northeast, where I began, where I cut my teeth, where I learned that I belonged in this business. So tonight, Aeolus Wrath, Billy Way, I’ve got a comet to catch, guys, straight to the top, and quite frankly, you’re both just in my way! There was a young kid back in 1997, who summed up all the doubters, all the critics who said he should quit before he started, with 5 simple words. You may remember them…

Notch pauses for a moment before shouting the words with handfuls of fans joining in.

The Notch: I DON’T THINK SO YO!



The fans were buzzing as the main event was set to start and all three men looked on to each other. Notch was quickly blindsided by Wrath as he hit him with a hard running forearm. Wrath pulled Notch up and quickly tossed him up and over the top rope as the fans started to boo. Wrath and Way locked up in the middle of the ring. Wrath drove a knee into the gut of Way but Way came right back with a hard kick to the shin. He followed it up with a European uppercut and then sent into the ropes. Way caught Wrath with a sitdown spinebuster and rolled him into a cover for only a one count. Wrath got to his feet and started to whip Way into the corner but it was reversed and Wrath hit the corner. Way charged and ran into an elbow from Wrath. Notch slid back into the ring and grabbed the staggered Way and hit him with a standing dropkick. Notch rolled to his feet and was speared into the corner by Wrath. Notch started to battle back and pushed Wrath away. Notch jumped up and connected with a tornado DDT. He got back to his feet and Way was there with a hard clothesline. Notch rolled to his feet and walked into the Nutcracker (Reverse Atomic Drop) by Way. Notch doubled over and was lifted up by Way and hit with the Jaw Dropper (Vertical Suplex Stunner). Way rolled Notch into a cover but was pulled off at two by Wrath. Wrath pulled Way to his feet and quickly took him down with a Russian legsweep. Wrath started to climb the top ropes and steadied himself. Notch ran over and ran up the turnbuckles to arm drag Wrath off. They crashed to the mat and Notch was to his feet first. Way clotheslined Notch over the top ropes and Notch hit the floor once again. Way took a few moments to lean against the ropes. Wrath was back to his feet and charged at Way but Way pulled the ropes down and Wrath went crashing over the top and to the floor near Notch. Notch and Wrath started to battle back and forth and Way came flying over the top ropes with a big suicide splash. Way crashed onto the other two competitors and started to pull Notch to his feet, tossing him into the ring under the ropes. Way rolled in after him and hit the ropes as Notch started to stand and caught him with the Feel This (R-Truth’s Corkscrew Flying Forearm)! Way was feeling some energy but Wrath came flying in with the Your Anti Christ (Springboard Roundhouse Kick). Way stumbled to his feet and Wrath started to started to set him up for the Son of Silence (Flipping Powerbomb) but Way hit a backdrop that sent him over the ropes and onto the apron. Way pushed Wrath off the apron and turned into Notch waiting with a kick to the gut that he followed with the Sugar Notch (Fisherman’s DDT). Notch rolled Way into a cover and the fans counted along but it was only a two as Wrath was there to pull Notch off. Notch was dumped through the ropes to the floor. Wrath grabbed Way and started to pull him to his feet but was hit with the Simply Awesome Buster (Sitout Facebuster). Way rushed to the top ropes and dove off the top for the Way of the Future (Shooting Star Leg Drop). Before he could go make a cover he was grabbed by Notch and turned around. Notch hit him with the N Factor (X Factor) and rolled into a cover, Notch picking up the win.

WINNER: The Notch, via pinfall 15:19

Notch popped to his feet and raised his hand as Wrath started to come to. Notch quickly slipped out of the ring and celebrated on the small ramp where some fans were located.

Alex Wilkie: Wow! I can’t believe The Notch walked away with the win here.

Scott Parker: I think it’s safe to say that Notch’s years in the ring helped him find that opening. But what a match.

Alex Wilkie: I don’t think this is the last we’ve seen these three competitors pushing the limits and putting on great matches.

We get one last shot of the Notch celebrating before we go to black, logo, black.

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