Shotgun 09.02 <results>

[randy]

The arena goes dark, the sounds of “Children of the Son” by Pipe Choir plays, echoing when a lone spotlight is shown where Minerva is on the stage, kneeling and licking her lips, looking around wearing her hood covering half her face and carrying her gypsy chain and wearing an intricate black jacket. She slowly looks around with a smile on her face before crawling a little and slowly standing on her two feet.

The crowd boos, some cheer as she starts to laugh before looking around wide-eyed and making her way to the ring. She stops and gets close to some of the fans before backing up and licking her lips again. She stops and turns to the rampway where she points to the ceiling, her eyes roll to the back of her head, not moving, making the signal of the cross. Minerva starts to laugh before she skips down to the ring and hops on the apron, hanging upside down on the ropes for a moment as the crowd continues to boo.

She slowly gets back into the ring and stands in the middle, looking around before walking to the corner and leaning against the turnbuckle in a seated position, taking off her hood and licking her lips with a smirk on her face, grabbing the mic as she looks out with her icy blue eyes…

Minerva: Miss me? Oh, I bet you do and while I was traveling the world, I watched GCW Shotgun after the End of the Year Bash where I pinned Aubrianna Powers in the Wargames. Myself along with my sister at arms, Scream Machine and Bella took out the cheap Monarchy imitation, Sovereign. Don’t you see that the only reason I am not world Champion right now is because it took FOUR women to eliminated me in a match that three of them were not even a part of? All of Sovereign had to insure that their little girl, Aubrianna was World Champion knowing there was NO scenario that would have had her walk out with the title especially one on one hence why they took me out and left Brittany Kayl with her cryptic little message on Twitter screaming for more when honestly Brittany, it was a foregone conclusion you weren’t going to defeat Aubrianna alone, I was or else they would have attacked you too. We can get into semantics, we can carve out details, yell in one voice I will be the world Champion but truth be told, it is not the loudest who they pay more attention to, it’s the ones who sit in the corner, lurk, smirk and choose their spots to make a statement, something you haven’t obviously learned yet.”

The crowd boos, a few cheers as Minerva looks around, licking her lips before turning back to the camera, pointing with her perfectly manicured hand…

Minerva: “Who won Civil War? ME. Who went on to become World Champion, ME. Who will win the title back, ME and Aubrianna the Sovereign will not be able to help you this time, I guarantee it. I will be a World Champion again, I laid out the best in Chantelle Chambers, imagine what I will do to you, Aubrianna… and then Brittany, if you want your hopes shattered again, I would be more than happy to do so this time and kill your claims. Sovereign, I’m not alone and now the PPV where I made my name…. Is where I cement my legacy. Tonight, Bella Downing and I will take care of business defeating the The Sisterhood, McKay & Smith and finally the “Paper Champion” Aubrianna Powers and Slade Merriman. Aubrianna, I don’t care about the rest, I only care about you, bitch. I have already pinned you once, I will pin you again sending the exclamation point and showing the entire GCW who the REAL World Champion IS! The rest are simply fillers and victims, so as I walk into the Main Event tonight? I will continue to kill a Princess … and…..”

Suddenly as Minerva is cut off as the lights in the arena start to flicker in sections here and there before finally, they all cut out abruptly with a loud SCHOOM!!

<Distorted voice echoing> A pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.

Suddenly the lights in the arena come back to life with a towering figure dressed in a black suit with a pair of sunglasses standing behind Minerva with his hands held before him, the perfect image of a calm, collected figure as he patiently waits for Minerva to turn around…..

She slowly turns around as her eyes widen…

Minerva: “D…. David?”

The man reaches up with his gloved right hand and removes his sunglasses as he slowly nods as he slips them into his jacket, his dark eyes never leaving hers as he gives her a smile. Minerva tilts her head, walking up to him seeing a familiar face from EAW. She sizes him up and brushes her hair back…

Minerva: “What the fuck are you doing here?”

David's smile never leaves his face, as he raises a mic of his own as he looks at Minerva before him, sizing her up in return.

David: “Supporting the black fire that burns the Sovereign that is you.”

Minerva: “Really? After the hell we put each other through in the tag team division in EAW, why would you do that and why should I trust you?”

David's smile disappears and his expression becomes more serious as he continues to look into her eyes, his tone never changing from the calm, collected manner that he has used thus far….

David: “Yes, we put each other through hell in the past. But through that black fire you and I put each other through, you gained the only thing that nobody else in EAW could ever get out of me which was my respect. You earned it the only way anyone should which was you won it fairly by giving me the kind of wars that I had been wanting, instead of the heapings of lies that the others in that....place...kept heaping upon people like you and I.”

He then stops and tilts his head to the left a little bit, before taking a breath….

David: “As for why you should trust me. Minerva, why else would I be here? You did enjoy my gift a while ago, did you not?”

Minerva: “Gift? That was you? Interesting, so tell me something David, are you ready to walk in here and fight the battles I have created for quite some time and if so, all I need is a simple yes or no?”

David: “Yes.”

Minerva smirks, getting up to his face, suddenly licking his cheek, turning as “Children of the Son” play, and walking out as he follows slowly with a smile on his face….

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The often elusive Martin McKay is out and about backstage at tonight’s Shotgun. He’s still dressed in casual street wear, and his face is set in amiable lines as he walks with a purpose, trailed by one of the ever present camerapeople.

His destination is easily guessed, and confirmed by the temporary nameplate that reads ‘Brooklyn Smith’, and the sight gets a pop from the watching crowd, audible even backstage. Martin cocks his head at the noises, grins a crooked grin, and smartly raps on the door.

Only seconds later, the door opens to the face of Brooklyn herself, causing more cheers from the arena. Seeing Martin, Brook smiles.

Brooklyn: "Martin! Come in babe."

Martin nods and walks into the room, Smith closing the door behind him.

Brooklyn: "I'm assuming you want to talk about our main event match tonight. A last minute pow-wow?"

Brook smiles and Martin returns the smile.

Martin: Thought it would be worthwhile. That, and it's always a pleasure talking with you.

Brooklyn: "Same here!"

Martin: "I suppose we now share a common adversary, my old buddy Slade."

Brook frowns and nods.

Brooklyn: "Him and the Jones sisters."

Martin nods his agreement.

Brooklyn: "You know, I do sort of get it with Kayla. I called her out. Even though I had every right to do so, I see why both she and her sister would take issue with me. But, to try to injure me? Then, to cost me the X-Divison Championship? I know it happens all the time in wrestling, but I just don't get it, Martin."

Martin: "It's hard to know what goes through some people's minds. Mind you, it's a proper backhanded compliment to you and how threatened that they feel, if you ask me. Sure, they'll pass it off as showing dominance, putting you in your place or trying not to be forgotten, but they're full of more hot air than a balloon."

Martin grins.

Martin: "Dangerous balloons, mind."

Smith grimaces.

Brooklyn: "I can do without their compliments, then."

Martin chuckles.

Brooklyn: "Whatever. I won't change who I am and with people like you in this sport, all hope is not lost. Thanks for the pep talk, as always! Are you ready to pop some balloons?"

Brook favors McKay with a bright smile.

Martin: “Wouldn’t call it a pep talk, lass like you with her head screwed on straight doesn’t need words of wisdom from me. But I’m ready for whatever this match wants to throw at us. And I’m honoured to be partnered with you, Brooklyn.”

Brooklyn: "Awwwww! The honor is all mine. Let's do this!"

Brook startles Martin with a quick hug, which he returns. Brook exits the dressing room, Martin following behind her.

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Cailey Carter and Jessica Adams IN ACTION.

In an impromptu match, Cailey and Jessica took on the team of Donald "Hot & Spicy" McChicken and Tyson Kenneth O'Reilly. It was the first time Jessica and Cailey have been in action. They didn’t disappoint. In a one sided match, Jessica pinned McChicken after connecting with a Swinging Reverse STO she calls MILF MONEY. One, two, three.

Winners: Cailey Carter and Jessica Adams


As their opponents are being escorted out of the ring, we see Jessica Adams and Cailey Carter standing in the ring as “M.I.L.F. $” by Fergie plays throughout the arena. Both women are a bit winded from their match. Jesse smiles as the music plays for a few moments before fading out, but Cailey’s face is unreadable. She seems happy, but the emotional stress of the last few months is clearly showing on her face. The crowd continues to cheer, and Jess continues smiling as she takes it in before lifting the mic to her lips.

JESSICA: “It feels sooooo good to be back!!!”

Jessica pauses as the crowd cheers again, letting them do so for a few moments before lifting the microphone again.

JESSICA: “I know that it has been a few months since you saw us in a GCW ring. And while I hope you missed us, Cailey and I both had things in our lives we needed to take care of. But, I assure you, here and now...we are back...and we are BETTER THAN EVER!!!!”

The crowd goes wild again as Jesse pauses.

JESSICA: “And this is just the start!!! While it is true, we got a bit off track the last time we were here...we have one singular focus, one singular goal…”

She pauses for dramatic effect.


JESSICA: “It’s about damn time we got serious about winning those tag team championships!!!!”

Jessica pauses as the crowd cheers again. After another few moments, she lifts the microphone again.

JESSICA: “It’s about time that Cailey and I showed you all what we are truly capable of!!!”

Jessica turned to face her partner. Cailey’s smiled, but her eyes betrayed the emotional pain she was still enduring since her divorce. Her blue eyes looked up and into Jessica’s

JESSICA: “Cailey Carter...you have been an awesome tag team partner, and the best friend I could possibly have asked for. With you as my partner, we tore a path through this company, and together...we will win tag team gold!!”

The crowd cheers and a small smile creeps into the corners of Cailey’s lips. Jessica beams.

JESSICA: “You know, I think our team has gone far too long without a proper team name. Now...I know you've never been too crazy about the names I've come up with so far, but I think you're really going to like this one.”

Jessica smiles as she takes a deep breath.

JESSICA: “What do you think of…”

Before she can continue, “Lifelike” by Karnivool begins playing through the arena. Jessica looks to the ramp way in confusion as “The Suicide Queen” Rachel Foxx steps through the curtain. She is smiling as she walks slowly across the stage, stopping before she reaches the ramp way. Her music fades out.

RACHEL: “Congratulations my dear. You have proven yet again that you are far stronger than even you believe you are.”

Jessica furrows her brow.

JESSICA: “Um...thank you? May i ask why you are here?”

Rachel chuckles.

RACHEL: “What? A proud mother hen can't come and check on her young? I wanted to be here tonight, in this arena, to watch as you stood triumphant once again. I wanted to watch as arguably my most promising student once again proved herself to be everything I've always said she could be!”

Jessica smiles.

JESSICA: “I'm always happy to know that I have measured up to your teachings. I have always…”

Rachel lifts her hand.

RACHEL: “I also wanted her to know that this is not a time for celebration. This is only the beginning, a taste of the glories that await you, the brightest of all my students. Your future will be written in the blood of those who cross you.”

JESSICA: “Always the overdramatic, and yet I take comfort knowing that you never lost faith.”

RACHEL: “Your name will be written in the stars, your legacy etched through the annals of eternity. But...you know what you must do.”

Jessica furrows her brow in confusion.

JESSICA: “What?! What are you talking about? What am I supposed to do next?”

Rachel chuckles again.

RACHEL: “Oh sweetie…”

She grins as she takes a step forward toward the ring.

RACHEL: “...I wasn't talking to you.”

Jessica is suddenly hit from behind and crumples to the mat. The camera pans out to show Cailey Carter standing with Rachel’s signature sledgehammer in her hand. She looks down at Jessica with eyes that betray no emotion. Jessica looks up at her with stunned disbelief and confusion. A tear forms in the corner of her eye as she begs.

JESSICA: “Cailey...why??”

The camera turns to Rachel, who is now laughing as she lifts the microphone.

RACHEL: “This is it...sacrifice her!!! Sacrifice to me!!! Cut the tie that binds you to this pathetic world. Cut the chain that strangles you, and keeps you from your true potential!!! FINISH IT!!!”

Cailey looks to Rachel, and nods in obedience before dropping the hammer. She springs forward onto Jessica and begins raining punches down on her, savaging her with a fury no one would have thought possible from GCW’s Ms. Sunshine. Her eyes are wide and she is screaming as she savages her best friend until a stream of blood is running down her face. Sadistic laughter begins pouring out of Cailey as she looks down and sees Jessica’s blood on her hands. She stands up, wrapping her hand in Jessica’s hair and pulling her up. Cailey places Jessica on her shoulders and grins sadistically before hitting Daybreak on her. Jessica again crumples lifelessly to the mat as Cailey reaches down and picks up the sledgehammer. Rachel cackles at the top of the ramp as Cailey rests the shaft of the hammer over her shoulder. She looks down at her other hand, now covered in her best friend’s blood and a smile slowly crosses Cailey’s lips as she lifts her hand and smears Jessica’s blood across her own face as the show fades to commercials.

--

Backstage…

The beautiful blue-haired Chanel Hunter paces in the locker room, she turns and takes off her glasses, flipping them over her shoulder and pointing right at the camera…

Chanel: “I want you people to record this and look back at it twenty years from now when I am a Hall of Famer and a Legend of this sport. Arrogant? Yeah just a little and you know why? Because I can. See I didn’t come to GCW to be anyone’s bitch. I am the cornerstone of women in this sport and will be for the foreseeable future, it’s not talk, its fact and I dare anyone to stop me. GCW was always missing something….

ME.

This is the biggest collection of ugly motherfuckers that I have seen in my entire existence, I mean seriously Tabitha, where did you get these grisly and hideous human beings? You should thank me for bringing a little sexiness here. Finally, they can tune into GCW and drool, while wishing they could be with a woman like me but that’s beside the point. When I made my debut late last year, I did so looking for a fight, Trinity Street always told me, you never let a fight come to you well guess what bitches? I did just that and beat up some gothic and wanna be Roller Derby hags. Have I ever mentioned how much I hate those fakes; those cunts can kiss my sweet brown sugar ass and those losers along with anyone else that wanted to challenge me were given the beating of their life….

Was I going to wait until more bitches stepped up? Nah, I went right for the jugglar. Did I stutter?

Ummm…fuck no.”

She chuckles a little before looking back at the camera…

Chanel: “Bella Downing thought she could get away with spitting shit in my face and trying to be a big girl and then I made her remember that just like every other bitch in GCW, they are under the Sovereign. Hannah Myers and Kendra Classic have been around the GCW for a while, one of the greatest tag teams of all time, they have been two women that have ran amuck for a long time and there comes a time when they run their course and more dominant women decide to take their place and that is what we have tonight. Kat Kelly and I are family, we share the same mentor, the same bloodline, and while you two have been tag champions and the measuring stick, we are more than just a standard, we are the BLUEPRINT.”

She cracks a smirk, tilting her head….

Chanel: “See girls, thing is while life isn’t always fair, it can also be rewarding, which to me becomes much more than just respect and accomplishments, it becomes about legacy. Kat Kelly, Chantelle Chambers, Aubrianna Powers and I ARE that, LEGACY. This has become OUR GCW.”

Brushing her hair back, Chanel looks back at the camera and speaks…

Chanel: “No Good Deeds go Unnoticed, right you two wastes of spaces? I’m going to make history, teaming with Kat Kelly, taking down those fucking street walkers and then carve my name into those record books as being the most dominant species in this brand and pave my way to the top when the rest of these scared bitches join or just continue wrestling kids out of wrestling school who think they can get one over me and stupid goths to the so called Wrestling’s Most Wanted who I can’t figure out who would want these two? Kat and I are going shut them the fuck up….

All because we can.

Hannah and Kendra, superior? Try inferior, you are peddlers that should be living under some over pass. Well we are going to put you two in your place for this is MY ring, MY brand and the one in CHARGE around here and no one….NOT Hannah, Bella, Kendra or YOU or anyone else is going to stop me for I will show you why I’m HBIC…..

Baby steps bitch and your head is the first step of many!”


She cracks a pretty smile…..


You know why Hannah and Kendra?

…because YOU Can’t Touch This.”


Chanel Winks and arrogantly smirks….
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Robert E. Lee: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing already in the ring, Sammy Harwood Ingram-Thomas. His opponent…

(The lights dim as several spotlights shine down upon the entrance ramp. The opening chords of "Killer Queen" begins to play over the PA system.)

Robert E. Lee: From London, England, “The Kensington Knockout” Chastity Noel!

She keeps Moët et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake,' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline

(The lights all come on. Pyro goes off. The tron flashes to life and the words "Her Royal Majesty" appears on the tron. Then Chastity Noel steps out onto the stage dressed in sparkly, sequined, fancy silver colored wrestling gear. She really does look like a million bucks, especially when you consider the tiara that adorns her head. She doesn’t look very happy though. A much more serious, stoic gaze is etched across her face. Her manager, Mason Van Stanton, emerges next to her in a dapper suit smirking arrogantly as he applauds his client.)

Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice

She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

(Ignoring the fan reaction, Chastity strolls ever so confidently and arrogantly down the ramp towards the ring, not bothering to pay attention to any of the fans at ringside along the way. Mason Van Stanton follows her closely behind.)

Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?

(Chastity slowly ascends the steel steps and then steps up onto the ring apron. Mason Van Stanton holds the ropes open for his client.)

To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined

Perfume came naturally from Paris
For cars she couldn't care less
Fastidious and precise

She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

(Chastity steps to the center of the ring and Chastity retrieves a microphone.)

Chastity: Two weeks ago the people of Boston, Massachusetts paid their good, hard earned money to see The Kensington Knockout, their Queen of Camelot, compete in this very ring…or that very ring…whatever…point is they were looking forward to me providing them with something wonderful, a true leader and championship caliber performer to watch, worship, and adore. I mean, they won’t have that anymore since Tom Brady is leaving that dump.

(The New York fans cheer at the insult hurled towards Massachusetts and Brady in particular. Chastity smirks knowingly.)

Chastity: Kind of like how Eli Manning saw how you ungrateful heathens were undeserving of him so h e abandoned your pathetic asses.

(Now the cheers turn to loud boos. Chastity and Mason both share a laugh.)

Chastity: Two weeks ago you saw me announce the beginning of the rebirth of Camelot. My Mother has abdicated the throne and that makes me the new Queen. As the Queen of this wretched dump you people have two choices…to Worship Me or get destroyed, humbled, and then MADE to Worship Me. You will all Worship Me one way or the other, it’s just a matter of whether you choose to do it the easy way or the hard way. My opponent two weeks ago was smart, he chose the EASY way.

(She points to her opponent tonight.)

Chastity: Now you…what’s your name?

Sammy: Sammy.

Chastity: Right. Well, Sammy, are you prepared to humble yourself before your Queen and Worship Me?

(Sammy shakes his head.)

Sammy: I came here to fight and I’m gonna fight!

(The crowd roars loudly. Chastity rolls her eyes.)

Chastity: Bloody hell. Fine, have it your way. I will show you your proper place in my new Camelot. Ring the damn bell!

(The microphone is tossed away. The referee calls for the bell.)

Chastity Noel vs. Sammy Harwood Ingram-Thomas
[Noel rushes in and ducks a clothesline attempt from Sammy. She spins him around and drops him with The Noel Knockout. From there Chastity points up to the sky as she climbs the turnbuckle. Sammy pulls himself up and turns around into Queen’s Ransom. Chastity pulls Sammy up, gets him in position, and drops him on his head with The Vow of Chastity. She covers…1…2…3!]
WINNER: Chastity Noel

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A #MOOREAMERICA UPDATE

The scene opens up in front of a digital screen, where the image of the American flag waving can be seen. Standing in front of the scene is Miss America, a big smile on her face.

Miss America: “Ladies and gentlemen, America has always been a beacon to the world. Life… liberty… the pursuit of happiness. The land of opportunity! And two weeks ago, I offered you a chance to exercise your rights and promote the idea of giving opportunity to those who deserve it… myself and D’Nae Moore. We deserve an opportunity at the World Tag Team Championships, and I offered you an opportunity to participate in that process.”

A rather large number pops up on the screen.

MA: “In the two weeks since I announced the launching of our petition, you came through with 517,632 people signing on the side of right. I would like to thank each and every one of you, with such American citizens as…”

A few names pop up as Miss America recites them,

MA: “Emma Samuels, David Turner, Neal Lavender, Taylor Horowitz, Craig Hoffman, and Alan Lee, among others… all taking the time to push for this people’s initiative. We are going to win this… we will get our due shots against Fabulous and prove that the tandem of #MooreAmerica is BEYOND fabulous! We are God Blessed just like the greatest country on Earth… the United States of America! Thank you!”

With that, the scene fades out.

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Locke Helms & Monroe Jones vs #MooreAmerica

#MooreAmerica won in dominating fashion. The rag tag team of Locke and Monroe stood no real chance. Justin MooreAmerica’s time. Plain and simple. Locke was pinned with the MooreGasm/Manifest Destiny hybrid finisher.

Winners: #MooreAmerica

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Cameras go backstage with Jody being pissed off, but not because he hadn't been wrestling like last week, but rather what went down with his opponent and the general manager last week. He shakes his head, stroking the skull he has in his hands. Disgusting and grunting is Jody Rainer, and he begins to speak.

Jody Rainer: "Oh, that's typical of the general manager and my opponent tonight, making deals to manage someone. Funny that person wasn't me, but that's typical when I've never had anybody giving a shit about me in my whole life, I've been neglected and left out to be a piece of trash. It makes me sick that Mariah who's had plenty of years training from her father mind you with years of experience to get a manager on her side. In contrast, I have no years worth of experience or any guidance from any wrestler, as usual, I get fuckall. I have to learn wrestling all by myself with no training and no guidance. For fuck sake, what do I do to get someone to give a shit about me around here?"

Jody shaking his head as it was unacceptable for someone to get a manager to keep an eye out on her, while he has none of that, learning everything about wrestling from scratch, although he strokes his skull, having the fans booing him.

Jody Rainer: "I know why it's because she has wrestling fucking connections from her dad. Good for you Katrina Lopez to not only get a win last week but to have all the luxury of having family members getting you in the wrestling business. I'm still living on the streets; I'm still not getting any help from any wrestler guiding me to the top. I have to learn everything on my own without managers or wrestlers guiding me. Yes, I've been winning every single match since I got here. I won't deny, you're my toughest battle yet, but you sure as fuck are going to get a bloody beating of a lifetime."

Still, Jody shakes his head, couldn't get the deal he saw from his eyes, wanting to have a manager or a wrestler to guide him to be a better wrestler.

Jody Rainer: "It's fine because once I defeat one of the biggest names here, you along with the general manager of Shotgun will not ever forget me ever again, especially that it will lead me to do bigger things around here. I'm a shitty person because I never had anyone who gave a shit about me, nobody wanted to be my friend, nobody looked after me properly, and nobody cares for me. Pieces of shits like you, Tabitha, the rest of the wrestlers and fans backstage only give me more reasons to be fucking violent and brutal, until someone finally comes up and cares about me. For now, I will enjoy making you suffer, Katrina and enjoy another win from my own hands."

It was clear Jody wanted to get better at wrestling and even if he knows he needs to work on a few things, the problem was nobody was giving him the help he required more than Mariah does. Jody drops the microphone and takes his skull figure with him as he goes straight behind the curtain to wait to be called out to the ring as the cameras go back to ringside to see Jody walking out to the ring.
--


Jody Rainer vs Katrina Lopez

In a five minute affair, Katrina and Jody had a fun brawl. Both were clearly itching for a fight. Neither disappointed. Jody held his own against his first real challenge in GCW, but Katrina’s experience edge was the difference as Jody mouthed off at the crowd a lil too much. Katrina made him pay by putting him down with Last Light (Black Mass). She made the cover.

Winner: Katrina Lopez.

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A KAYL-TV SPECIAL REPORT

The pre-recorded scene comes on inside the Youth of a Nation Wrestling Academy where Brittany Kayl, the charismatic young superstar for GCW, can be seen working out. The camera approaches her as she sits up on the weight bench, smiling.

Kayl: “Hi there, and thank you for joining me. As you can see, I’m hard at work training in preparation for the opportunity of a lifetime - Civil War.”

She pulls up a towel, dabbing the glistening sweat from her body.

Kayl: “In my spare time, I come here… to the Youth of a Nation Wrestling Academy. This is where I’ve been preparing for the vaunted Civil War match, a match that I’ve had some history with. In 2015, I won my ring, and in the final portion, was eliminated to secure a Tag Team Championship match. While making it that far is an accomplishment to be proud of, this time I’m not coming for second runner-up. I’m not coming for first runner-up.”

Brittany sighs.

Kayl: “Look… I’ve been with Global Championship Wrestling for some six years now. I’ve seen countless names come in here, win the World Championship, and leave when their time on top was up. Time and time again, I have been told to sit back… that my time was coming, I just needed to be patient. Well I’m done being patient. I’m done sitting back. I want everyone in that Civil War match to know that I’m coming for the top. I’m coming to get a shot at the GCW World Championship and I will accept NOTHING less! Because the last six years…”

She chuckles a bit.

Kayl: “The last six years are going to be worth it. Mark my words… I’m not stopping until I wrap that shiny gold belt around my waist. See you guys at the War. Pack orange slices.”

Brittany grins before laying back across the bench, resuming her workout as the scene fades.

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Brittany Kayl vs Alan Monroe

This was the story of a woman on a mission and a man who didn’t want to be forgotten. Especially with his tag team partner(?) (unsure if they made up). Brittany Kayl overwhelmed Alan in the early stages of the match. Alan proved to be no push over, once he swung things his way he did manage to keep the pace franetic. This wasn’t Alan’s time, Brittany Kayl managed to cinch in the heel hook (Shark Week). Alan held on for as long as he could. He tapped out in the end.

Winner: Brittany Kayl.

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Backstage we find the lovely Janice King, a hall of fame reporter (just ask her, she’ll tell you all about it) carrying her microphone. To her right is Summer Collins and on her left is Jessica Lasiewicz, together the reigning GCW World Tag Team Champions known as Fabulous.

Janice: Ladies and gentlemen I am Janice King…the ONLY journalist in the GCW Hall of Fame, might I add…and here with me at this time are none other than Summer Collins and Jessica Lasiewicz, the duo known as Fabulous and your reigning GCW World Tag Team Champions. Thank you for joining me ladies.

Summer: Our please, Janice.

Janice: Tonight you face The Soviet Gingers in a non-title match. What are your thoughts?

Summer: Lovely first question! No one could have predicted that! You know what else no one could predict? A tag title match. If Silverstone wants to she could make this a tag team title match. If Silverstone wants to she can line up anyone and everyone who wants a shot at our titles and Jessica and I will fight them all, because we do not back down from any challenge.

The Archangel nods her head in agreement.

Jessica: Tonight, title or non-title doesn’t matter, we are going to put down The Soviet Gingers. But what Summer says is right on the money. We do not back down from any challenge and Miss America and her pal D’Nae Moore do not need to circulate some half-assed petition to earn a title shot. Hell, they do not need to do anything to earn a title shot except ask. Name the time. Name the place. And Summer and I will fight you.

Summer: Anytime, anywhere, it doesn’t matter to us. Jessica and I have honed our craft and we are not afraid of any challenge. So bring your best, tell us when you want your title match, and quit your damn crying and come get your beating, because you…the Soviet Gingers…hell, anyone who thinks they can beat us, well, it’s just IN YOUR DREAMS!

Summer blows a kiss into the camera before she and Jessica walk off.

--

The Soviet Gingers vs Fabulous

Fabulous made there entrance first. The Soviets, accompanied by Donovan Cunningham slowly made their way down to the ring for some reason. That reason became clear when Miss America and D’Nae Moore entered the ring from behind, attacking Fabolous. Both teams began to brawl. D’Nae and Jessica. Miss America and Summer. The Soviets kept their distance from the whole ruckus. Just as Jessica and Summer were about to fend off the ambush, Jeffrey Alexander was the next to leap the barricade, he pulled Summer out the ring. Miss America went to help D’Nae out. All Jeff was was hold Summer down. She struggled to separate herself, it wasn’t enough. D’Nae dropped Jessica with MooreGasm. Miss America followed that up with her springboard shooting star press. Jeff let Summer go. MooreAmerica escaped.

Miss America walks up the ramp without looking at The Soviets. Jeff comes to joins the girls. He shakes Donovan’s hand giving the indication this was his bright idea. MooreAmerica and Jeff stood at the top of the ramp. Jeff raised Miss America and D’Nae’s arms in the air. Summer stared at MooreAmerica seething.

Winners: NO CONTEST
--

We cut to a close up shot of the GCW World Championship title belt, the centerpiece to be precise. The camera begins to zoom out and we see the beautiful pink tipped blonde haired beauty who holds that championship. Aubrianna Powers stands with a broad grin on her face, the title belt wrapped around her waist.

Aubrianna: Here we are, another Shotgun, and another main event! And surprise, I am in the main event!

The MVP giggles.

Aubrianna: Oh who am I kidding? It is no surprise. It is becoming normal to see the name Aubrianna Powers in high profile matches here in GCW, in the Underground, or anywhere else I happen to set foot. I debuted in April of 2017 and just look at what I have accomplished in this company already. I am one of the elite few to have held BOTH the GCW Global and World Championships. Hell, I am the face of this damn company! And I am on my way to main event my second straight Resurrection.

She points a finger at the camera.

Aubrianna: I just have to get through you, Minerva. But don’t worry, I’m not overlooking tonight. Tonight is all about momentum and I intend to yet again be a leader, just as I have been a leader for GCW by being my beautiful gorgeous self, just as I have led the wrestling world by introducing FRIENDSHIP to wrestling, I now will lead Slade Merriman into battle tonight against Bella…Minerva…Sisterhood…Brooklyn…and McKay…so many champions all in one match!

Powers pats the world title belt wrapped around her waist.

Aubrianna: But there is only one WORLD champion and that is me, The MVP of GCW, The Most Valuable Powers, Aubrianna Powers.

The scene shifts.

--

The show cuts back to the auditorium as “Goin’ Down” by Pretty Reckless hits the speaker system. The fans instantly begin to boo as Kat Kelly skips out onto the stage and comes to a rest at the top of the ramp, where she laps up the reaction from the crowd, soaking up the boo’s as if they’re cheers. She spins around on the top of the ramp before making her way down to the ring, passing Robert E. Lee to grab a microphone before she slides into the ring. Her music cuts as she gets to her feet but she continues to soak up the boo’s for a moment before finally bringing the microphone up to speak.

Kat Kelly: “Uniondale, New York… thank you SO much for that amazing reaction, it really warms the cockles of my heart, it truly does!”

The fans roar with more boo’s that only serve to strengthen the grin on Kat’s face.

Kat Kelly: “Seriously, come on, stop. I’m gonna need fresh knickers if you keep this up!”

Kat chuckles to herself.

Kat Kelly: “But we can’t keep flirting like this, I’m a model professional with a job to do and if you guys want me out of here then do me a favour and shut the fuck up so I can actually talk, yeah?”

The fans of course, don’t calm down or quit with the boo’s but this time Kat simply talks over them. Benefit of a live mic.

Kat Kelly: “So here we are, huh? Twenty twenty, another year and my first show where I decide I want a live mic... and I’m sure all you mouth breathing, knuckle dragging, swamp donkeys are expecting things to change after what happened at the End of Year Bash, because you plebs ain’t nothing if not predictable… but in reality, nothing could be further from the truth! That’s why I’m out here, that’s why I’m getting my lady boner on at all those delightful boo’s you’re treating me to, why it excites me… ‘cause I know that each and every one of you is gonna be crying or bitching or raging when you realise justice isn’t something that AUTOMATICALLY applies to life!”

The fans still boo as Kat starts to pace backwards and forwards in the ring, turning her attention away from the camera that is trained on her as she continues to speak out loud to herself.

Kat Kelly: “You arseholes need to learn that lesson though, because the ‘good’ people don’t always win the day in this life! And I know that may come as a shock to your fragile existences, but seriously, do you all think that the result of the match at the Bash is gonna change a damn thing for us loveable lasses in the Sovereign? Newsflash dickheads, it’s not gonna change anything whatsoever! If anything, and I can’t speak for the rest of the gang, but that loss only went towards lighting a fire under MY perfect peach of an arse.”

A large number of the fans boo once again but a few actually throw some wolf whistles out and Kat slaps herself on the ass with her free hand.

Kat Kelly: “Something for the wank bank later for you losers… you’re welcome. Seriously though, all the Bash did was give me even more motivation to be an even BIGGER cunt than the one you’ve seen for the last six or seven months… if you think Sovereign have been naughty up to now, you’re too pure to fucking function, let alone attend wrestling shows and deserve having your opinion listened to! But MY opinion? Well, it carries weight because of who I am, doesn’t it? As one of your BETTER’S, my opinion carries more weight than anybody in this room right now… and I’m telling you that the Bash was nothing more than soothing the ego’s of four whiny little bitches with big mouths! And you know, I’d say I think they probably got what they needed and can move on, but it took Scream Machine approximately six minutes to start flapping their gums all over twitter again didn’t it, so I guess some people don’t know when to shut the fuck up and move on…”

Kat shrugs.

Kat Kelly: “But let the children play… I’M moving on. SOVEREIGN is moving on. We have the World Championship, and you think we’re done then? Ha. That’s funny guys, it’s real cute. But it’s also wide of the fucking mark, and you’ll see tonight just how wide of the mark it is! We told the world that Sovereign were taking over this joint, by hook or crook… we captured the big belt, much to Tabby Cat’s chagrin… and tonight, me and my bad bitch bestie Chanel show the world what we can do against Hannah Myers and Kendra Classic. And I’m not gonna waste my time talking about either of ‘em, I’m just gonna say this…”

Kat turns and looks right down the camera again, going as far as to lean into it to make sure people are paying attention.

Kat Kelly: “Two thousand and nineteen is done and dusted. But two thousand and twenty? It’s OUR year… like it or fucking not! See you two bitches later. And be careful… because Something Wicked This Way Comes! Mwah.”

And with that, Kat casually tosses the microphone over her shoulder, the sound of it thumping on the canvas heard just before Kat’s music hits again and she exits the ring as the fans boo her all the way up the ramp before the scene fades to black.

--

Backstage, the beautiful girls of Wrestling's Most Wanted, Kendra Classic and Hannah Myers, stand with their manager Mason Van Stantin. They all stare into the camera and Hannah is holding a microphone already.

Hannah: "I don't know if it's jealousy, fear, or both, but two weeks ago, The Sovereign declared war on The Fix when they decided to attack us like cowards with steel chairs. I'm sure Miss All-Eyes-On-Her is in her dressing room rolling her eyes. 'What do I have to be jealous about?' she'd say."

Hannah imitates Chantelle Chambers using a screechy voice, not at all like Chantelle's real voice.

Hannah: "The Sovereign is fractured. How could they not be with those egos. Don't get me wrong, we got ego. You have to in this sport...but the egos of Chambers and Powers go far beyond anything I've seen before...and my brother is Tim Myers! I mean, you never see Chantelle and Aubrianna in the room at the same time, because their heads would keep bumping together! So yeah, we've had a few disagreements in our camp...that's what family does. Not that you four bitches would know. Now, I'm just waiting to hear if Chambers knew that Kelly and Hunter were going to attack myself and Kennie or if they went rogue. Not that it really matters in the end."

Hannah's eyes narrow and her next words are said with anger.

Hannah: "In the end, you bitches will get yours. An eye for an eye."

Hannah stands back and looks over at Classic.

Kendra: "The talk about problems within The Fix are exaggerations at best. What you have here are prideful professionals, the best at what we do. Between the three of us, there are countless Championship reigns and dominance unseen in a long time. I don't need to hear Chantelle Chambers tell us why Kat and Chanel attacked us two weeks ago. The rhetoric will never be the truth. And the truth is... the truth behind it all..."

Kendra looks over to Hannah, who nods. Kendra nods in response, an unspoken statement shared between the two.

Kendra: "They need us fractured, because that's the only way we can be beaten. Remember, when all the talk was about how much The Fix bent and broke the rules, the two of us right here defended our Championships on our own. And now, with the road we're on... one of the biggest forces in GCW will fall at our feet."

She extends her fist to Hannah, who bumps it as the two walked out of the scene.

--

Elsa Belladonna vs Mariah

Elsa was looking to rebound from the tough loss she took two weeks ago. Mariah was looking to continue her momentum after her hard fought victory over Alan Monroe. Mariah’s third generation pedigree shone through in this match. The pure rookie Elsa Belladonna had a hard time at first adjusting. Later on in the match, Elsa managed to push the momentum in her direction. It all seemed academic. A step up knee to the face (Starr Struck) was enough to net Mariah win number two in her young career.

Winner: Mariah.

--
THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE IS PAID FOR BY THE SOVEREIGN

The scene opens up inside an elegantly decorated room, where Chantelle Chambers can be seen sitting back on an ornate “throne”, one leg crossed over the other as she smirks. Her hands cupped on her knee, Chantelle speaks.

Chambers: “I had told Hannah Myers earlier that I would address the attack by Chanel Hunter and Kat Kelly on her and Kendra Classic from last Shotgun and I am a woman of my word, so I will do exactly that. But let me take you back through time… back to the genesis of The Fix. Do you remember where it really started?”

A still shot comes up of the End of Year Special 2018.

Chambers: “The Fix, as it became known, really came together to cost me the GCW World Championship. When Henry Van Stanton called for the bell to be rung, he handed this group a legacy. For a time, all four members were Champions… but one by one they all fell and where are they now? You have Hannah and Kendra, probably the two best of the group, buying into whatever bullshit rat-faced Mason Van Stanton feeds them as he desperately tries to keep his group together. You have Chastity… a joke of a name itself… doing a second-rate Aphrodite Noel impression. Destiny was booted from the group. Henry lost his controlling interests in GCW. But still, “The Fix” remains…”

Chantelle chuckles, sitting back.

Chambers: “A courtesy that I had extended for far too long. See, it was always destiny that this grouping that was born at my expense would be vanquished under my boot, and that time is coming. Did I know Kat and Chanel would attack Hannah and Kendra? You’re God-damn right I did! They told me of their intent out of respect, because we in The Sovereign are TRULY equals. We don’t have to be goaded into saying that either, not like Chastity.”

She smirks.

Chambers: “So go ahead and run your mouths. The Fix has an expiration date, and The Sovereign are going to be the ones who stomp you out. And, when we do… when The Fix has gone the way of the dodo… GCW will be ALL EYES ON…”

Chantelle stops herself, grinning.

Chambers: “...The Sovereign. Enjoy your last days, ladies. We’re coming for you.”

With that, the scene cuts away.

--


Grudge Match
Hannah Myers & Kendra Classic vs The Sovereign (Kat Kelly & Chanel Hunter)

Mason accompanied Wrestling’s Most Wanted to the ring. Chantelle accompanied Kat and Chanel. As you would expect, this was more of a fight than a wrestling match. Tremendous back and forth battle. Kat and Chanel more than held their own against the former World Tag Team Champions. In the waning moments of the match, Mason tried to assert himself into the match. Chantelle immediately went to cut him off. The ref’s attention being accompanied nearly led to Kat Kelly and Chanel getting one over on the Kendra and Hannah. Chasity rushed down the ramp, posed as a distraction to Sovereign. Kat Kelly went to cut off Chasity’s likely involvement. In the chaos, this allowed Kendra to roll up Chanel. The ref turned around just in time for the roll up, he missed the handful of tights Kendra grabbed. By the time Kat rolled back in the ring it was too late to break up the count. .

Winners: Wrestling’s Most Wanted.

For all the talk about Chastity, Kendra and Hannah not being on the same page, on this night, they did work together in unison. Mason celebrated with his clients as Sovereign didn’t look too pleased about having the numbers game not act in their favor for once. Especially Chanel. She called Kendra back to the ring to settle matters. Kendra shrugged her shoulders. The Fix took there leave.

--

The scene opens backstage. Slade Merriman is sitting on a production crate staring at his newly won X-Division Championship.

SLADE: “What does everyone expect me to do?”

Slade looks up into the camera.

SLADE: “Two weeks ago, on this very program, I went out. I held my own against one of the best champions this company has ever known. A woman you bent the knee too upon returning to the company. Don’t think I forgot. Brooklyn Smith, had her entire comeback chornoclocaled on the airwaves. Had the road to becoming X-Division Champion rolled out to her on a silver platter. She is GCW’s Princess, can’t question her. So I won this championship by... questionable means. What do you want me to do? Hand the title back to Brooklyn? Vacate it? The only thing I am annoyed by is Angelica Jones getting involved in my business. She is no different than the Powers family, making every single little thing about them. What a crock?”

“Everyone wants me to hand this title over. I am not going to do that. What I will do is go out there in the main event, with the World Champion by my side, I am going to do what I have been doing since I have come back, ensure that no one forgets me. I am going to show Aubriana why she shouldn’t dismiss me. She may be hot. And a Powers. And World Champion. No one is going to snub their noses at me. Far as Bella and Minerva are concerned, stay out of my way. I don’t care if you are two of the four to smack Sovereign around, neither of you are champions. I am. That isn’t changing anytime soon. Learn to love that... opps, I infringed on Aubriana’s catchphrase. Whatever. See you tonight, toots.

Slade goes back to staring at the X-Division Championship as the scene fades to black.

--


Main Event:
Minerva & Bella Downing vs The Sisterhood vs Martin McKay & Brooklyn Smith vs Aubrianna Powers & Slade Merriman.

The match started off with Aubriana, Minerva, Kayla and Brooklyn staring off. As you’d expect, Powers and Minerva squared off. Kayla and Brooklyn resumed their hostilities. Kayla, not forgetting weeks away Brooklyn had dropped her with Angelica’s very own Hotshot. Brooklyn, Martin. Bella/Minerva. The Sisterhood worked well together. Aubrianna/Slade? Aubrianna spent a good chunk of the match trying to lead Slade to victory. By leading, that meant not attempting to tag him in. Slade grew annoyed with being dismissed/forgotten. The few times he did get in the match, he blind tagged himself in. Aubriana blindtagged herself back in the room for good measure.

Pretty amazing match all around. Chaos reigned supreme.

The ending sequence saw Slade blindtag himself in the ring. Before Aubrianna could protest, Slade tossed her over the top rope. Minerva (who wasn’t the legal person, Bella was), made a beeline to Aubrianna. Both brawled into the crowd. Kayla and McKay fight spilled outside. Slade hit Legacy Continues on Bella. That takes her out of the fray. Slade had his back turned to Brooklyn, who had something in mind. Thanks to the fatal four way nature of the match, Angelica snuck back in the ring, with a steel chair, blasted Brooklyn in the back with it, hearing the sound of the chair, Slade turned around, saw Brooklyn laid out. Angelica tossed the chair to Slade, he caught it, Angelica took Slade to Dick Kick City. She quickly followed up with a Hotshot. Nothing Slade could do to kick out of that.

McKay tried to break up the count. Too late.

Winners: The Sisterhood.

Kayla and Angelica made their way up the ramp. Hard fought win, albeit by “dubious” circumstances. The Sisterhood celebrate at the top of the ramp as the show closes out.