Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Hello wrestling fans and welcome back to another installment of the HCW
Wrestling Newsletter!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And what a night we have ahead of us, Mike! Two Critical Mass qualifying
matches, tempers boiling over, and if last week was any indication—things are
about to get real ugly around here!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“You’re absolutely right, Johnny. The road to Critical Mass continues tonight,
and every opportunity is becoming harder to earn and easier to lose. We’ve
already seen tensions rising across the roster, and I don’t think anyone is
feeling that pressure more than some of the competitors we’ll see tonight.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh, you mean the ones who can’t handle the pressure? Because the smart
ones—like The Rich Athlete—know how to play this game the right way!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Or avoid it altogether, depending on how you look at it. But we’ll get to that
later tonight. Right now, we are kicking things off with a situation that has
been escalating ever since the Heritage Women’s Championship controversy—”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Controversy? Ashley Summers saw an opportunity and took it! That’s called
initiative, Mike!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And Aurora Storm would call it something very different. We understand Aurora
is in the building tonight, and after what happened, all eyes are going to be
on how she responds.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Well she better respond carefully, because Ashley Summers isn’t waiting for
permission anymore!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And we’re about to hear from Ashley right now as we kick things off in the
ring!”
The arena
lights shift as Ashley Summers steps out onto the stage, a confident smirk
across her face. She walks with purpose, soaking in a mixed reaction from the
crowd as she makes her way down the ramp.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“There she is—the woman right in the center of it all.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And loving every second of it!”
Ashley
enters the ring, slowly raising a microphone as the crowd noise builds.
Ashley
Summers:
“You know… it’s funny how quickly people start crying when someone finally does
what they should’ve done all along.”
Crowd
boos.
Ashley
Summers:
“Aurora Storm had her chance. She had her moment. And what did she do with it?”
A
dismissive shrug.
Ashley
Summers:
“She hesitated.”
Ashley
steps forward, her tone sharpening.
Ashley
Summers:
“And while she was standing there waiting for the perfect moment… I took it.”
More boos.
Ashley
Summers:
“That’s the difference between me and everyone else in that locker room. I
don’t wait. I don’t ask. I don’t hope.”
A
confident smirk.
Ashley
Summers:
“I take.”
Music hits
and Daphne Ashcroft storms onto the stage, clearly not impressed. She doesn’t
waste time, heading straight to the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well here comes Daphne Ashcroft, and she looks ready to go right now!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Good! Maybe she can teach Aurora how to actually step up!”
Daphne
enters the ring, stepping right up to Ashley.
Daphne
Ashcroft:
“You talk a big game, Ashley… but all I see is someone who couldn’t win it the
right way either.”
Crowd
reacts.
Daphne
Ashcroft:
“So how about tonight—you try doing it without taking shortcuts?”
Ashley
smirks, lowering her mic.
Ashley
Summers:
“You’re standing in my ring… questioning me?”
A pause…
then a grin.
Ashley
Summers:
“Be careful what you ask for.”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And it looks like we’re not wasting any time tonight!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Good! Let’s see if Daphne can back that mouth up!”
Ashley
backs into her corner, stretching the ropes with a confident grin as Daphne
paces across the ring, eyes locked in.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are set for our opening contest here on Live Wire!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And what a way to start—Ashley Summers looking to prove that she doesn’t need
permission from anyone!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And Daphne Ashcroft looking to prove that shortcuts won’t carry you forever.
This one is about to get underway!”
The
opening contest immediately turns into a fast-paced, back-and-forth battle,
with both women coming out aggressive from the opening bell. Daphne wastes no
time taking control early with a Running Senton, but Ashley fires right back
with a sharp Diamond Splash, showing she’s more than ready for the fight.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Both of these competitors coming out strong here—neither one giving an inch!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And that’s what I like to see! Ashley Summers isn’t backing down from anyone!”
Daphne
begins to assert herself in the early minutes, landing heavy offense including
a La Rosa Driver and a punishing Death Valley Driver that swings momentum in
her favor. Ashley struggles to keep up during this stretch as Daphne continues
to pour it on with a Stormbreaker Lock that forces Ashley into survival mode.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Daphne Ashcroft is taking control here—Ashley Summers in trouble!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“She’ll fight her way out of it, Mike! She always does!”
Ashley
manages to rally back midway through the match, turning the tide with a series
of impactful strikes and a Queen’s Boot that staggers Daphne. The two exchange
control repeatedly, with neither woman able to maintain a long advantage. A
Standing Moonsault from Ashley nearly swings things fully in her favor as she
begins to build momentum.
As the
match progresses, fatigue begins to set in, but the intensity only rises.
Daphne continues to deliver high-impact offense, including a Blackout Driver
and multiple suplex variations, while Ashley answers with gutbusters and
submission attempts, refusing to stay down.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“What a battle to start this night—both of these women are leaving it all in
the ring!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And this is exactly why Ashley Summers is one of the best—she can hang with
anyone!”
Late in
the match, Daphne regains control with a devastating Gory Bomb, followed by
relentless pressure that begins to wear Ashley down. Ashley fights back with
repeated Queen’s Boots, but the damage has clearly taken its toll.
In the
final moments, Daphne locks in the Stormbreaker Lock, trapping Ashley in
the center of the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“She’s got it locked in! Ashley Summers is trapped!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“No—no, get out of that!”
With
nowhere to go and the damage mounting, Ashley is unable to escape as Daphne
secures the decisive three-count.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“That’s it! Daphne Ashcroft picks up the win!”
RESULT
Daphne
Ashcroft defeats Ashley Summers via Stormbreaker Lock
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“What a way to kick things off here on Live Wire! Daphne Ashcroft with a
hard-fought victory over Ashley Summers!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Hard-fought? Ashley had that match, Mike! She let it slip away—that’s all that
was!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“I don’t know about that, Johnny. Daphne stayed on her, kept the pressure, and
in the end that Stormbreaker Lock was just too much to overcome.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“I’m telling you right now—something was off with Ashley. She wasn’t focused
out there.”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well, whatever the reason, the fact remains—Daphne Ashcroft earns a big
victory, and Ashley Summers is going to have to regroup after this one.”
CUT TO BACKSTAGE
The camera
transitions to the backstage interview area. Candace Hart stands ready with a
microphone as Aurora Storm steps into frame—calm, composed, but with a clear
intensity behind her eyes.
Candace
Hart:
“Aurora, after what we saw last week involving Ashley Summers, we just watched
her come up short here tonight against Daphne Ashcroft. I have to ask—what is
going through your mind right now?”
Aurora
Storm:
“What’s going through my mind?”
A brief
pause. Aurora exhales slowly.
Aurora
Storm (cont.):
“That she’s finally starting to feel it.”
Candace
Hart:
“Feel what, exactly?”
Aurora
Storm:
“Pressure.”
Aurora
steps slightly closer, her tone still controlled.
Aurora
Storm:
“She took something that didn’t belong to her… and now every time she steps
into that ring, she’s going to have to prove she deserves to be there.”
A slight
shake of the head.
Aurora
Storm:
“And tonight… she didn’t.”
Candace
leans in slightly.
Candace
Hart:
“So what happens next between you and Ashley Summers?”
Aurora
Storm:
“What happens next… is simple.”
A beat.
Aurora
Storm:
“No shortcuts. No excuses.”
Aurora
Storm:
“Just me… and her.”
Aurora
gives a final look toward the camera, then turns and walks off.
Candace
Hart:
“Back to you, Mike and Johnny.”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Strong words from Aurora Storm—this issue between her and Ashley Summers is
clearly far from over.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh, here we go! Now she wants to talk about ‘no shortcuts’? That’s rich!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well one thing is certain—this situation is escalating, and we are just
getting started here tonight on Live Wire!”
The arena
lights dim for a brief moment before a steady, rising guitar riff kicks in—“Iron
Will Revival” by Black Summit*—as the crowd begins to buzz.*
Duke
Knight steps out onto the stage first, standing tall and composed, taking in
the moment with a confident nod. Just behind him, Biceps Bannerman storms out
with intensity, shadowboxing and firing up the crowd.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And listen to this crowd! Duke Knight making his way to the ring alongside
Biceps Bannerman!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“I’ll give Duke this—he knows how to make an entrance. But Bannerman? That guy
looks like he’s ready to run through a brick wall!”
Duke
raises a hand to the crowd—measured, confident—while Bannerman paces back and
forth, slapping his chest and pointing toward the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Duke Knight returning to action in a big way here tonight, and what a partner
to have in Biceps Bannerman—power, intensity, and purpose!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Yeah, yeah—but let’s see how they do against a team that actually knows what
they’re doing!”
The two
make their way down the ramp—Duke calm and focused, Bannerman fired up—before
entering the ring. Bannerman immediately hits the ropes to stay loose, while
Duke leans back in the corner, eyes locked on the stage.
The arena
lights suddenly drop to near darkness.
A low,
haunting chime echoes through the arena as silver light begins to ripple across
the stage. Then—“Reflections of Ruin” by Glass Cathedral* hits, a slow, eerie
orchestral track layered with sharp percussion.
Elyra
Moane appears first—elegant, composed, draped in dark, reflective fabric that
catches the light like fractured glass. She slowly raises a hand as the light
intensifies behind her.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And here come The Mirror Saints… accompanied by Elyra Moane.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Now this… this is presence. This is control. You don’t know what they’re
thinking—and that’s exactly the point.”
From the
shadows behind Elyra emerge Sorin Savax and Vael Thorne, moving in perfect
sync. Their expressions are cold, unreadable, their movements deliberate as
they step forward into the light.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Sorin Savax and Vael Thorne—two of the most methodical and dangerous
competitors we’ve seen in HCW.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And with Elyra Moane guiding them? That’s a dangerous combination, Mike.”
Elyra
leads them down the ramp at a slow, controlled pace. The Saints never break
formation, walking side-by-side, eyes locked on the ring.
Inside the
ring, Bannerman leans forward, eager for the fight, while Duke remains
composed, studying them closely.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is going to be a clash of styles—power and intensity versus precision and
control.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And don’t blink, Mike. One mistake is all it takes for a team like The Mirror
Saints to take over.”
The Saints
enter the ring smoothly, taking opposite corners as Elyra remains at ringside,
watching intently.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Both teams are ready—we are set for tag team action here on Live Wire!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And I’ve got a feeling this one is going to get very interesting!”
From the
opening bell, Biceps Bannerman wastes no time asserting control, hammering
Sorin Savax with heavy strikes and setting the tone with raw power. The early
moments see Duke Knight and Bannerman working seamlessly as a unit, isolating
Vael Thorne with quick tags and crisp double-team offense.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Biceps Bannerman coming out aggressive here, and Duke Knight right there to
capitalize!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That’s what I like—don’t give them a second to breathe!”
The Mirror
Saints begin to find their rhythm as Vael Thorne fires back with explosive
offense, including a sharp spinning heel kick that halts Duke’s momentum. Elyra
Moane subtly inserts herself into the match as well, striking from behind at
key moments to give her team an edge.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Elyra Moane getting involved again—that’s twice now!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Hey, that’s why she’s out there, Mike! Use every advantage!”
Bannerman
and Duke respond with overwhelming power, stringing together a series of
punishing double-team maneuvers—spinebusters, slams, and clotheslines—that
leave Sorin Savax reeling. The physicality of Bannerman, combined with Duke’s
precision, keeps the Saints on the defensive for much of the middle portion of
the match.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is impressive teamwork from Duke Knight and Biceps Bannerman!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“They’re rolling right now—but don’t count the Saints out!”
Late in
the match, Vael Thorne nearly turns the tide completely, locking in the
devastating Owari Death Clutch Dragon Sleeper on Bannerman. The hold is
deep, the pressure intense, but Bannerman refuses to give in, powering through
the pain and fighting his way back to his feet.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“He’s got it locked in! Bannerman might be fading here!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“No way! He’s too strong—he’s powering out of it!”
Suddenly,
the arena lights shift.
On the
stage… Count Vlad appears.
The crowd
reacts immediately as Vlad slowly steps into the light, his presence alone
commanding attention.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Wait a minute… what is Count Vlad doing out here?!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh boy… this is gonna get good!”
In the
ring, Duke Knight turns toward the stage, momentarily distracted. Elyra glances
toward Vlad as well, confusion crossing her face.
And that’s
all it takes.
From the
shadows at ringside—
THE
NIGHTSTALKERS STRIKE.
They slide
in behind Sorin Savax and Vael Thorne, unseen by the official, unleashing a
sudden, brutal attack that leaves both Saints staggered and vulnerable.
Returning
his focus to the match, Bannerman,seizes
the moment—grabbing Vael Thorne and locking in the BICEPS CRUNCH (BEARHUG)
with crushing force.
With
nowhere to go and already weakened from the ambush, Thorne has no choice—
He
submits.
RESULT
Duke
Knight & Biceps Bannerman defeat The Mirror Saints via submission
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“What just happened?! The Nightstalkers—attacking from behind!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“This is a setup! Vlad distracted everyone!”
Duke and
Bannerman stand tall at first—but quickly realize what just occurred.
The
Nightstalkers retreat from the ring as quickly as they arrived, slipping back
into the shadows.
On the
stage, Count Vlad watches… expression cold, calculating… before slowly turning
and disappearing.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This was no accident—this was orchestrated!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“The Dominion just sent a message, Mike—and it was loud and clear!”
Elyra
Moane quickly slides into the ring, helping her team regroup. She glares toward
the stage, then toward the ramp, clearly realizing what just happened.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“The Mirror Saints were blindsided! They never saw it coming!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That’s the Dominion for you—always one step ahead…and Count Vlad…he’s three
steps ahead!”
Elyra
urges Savax and Thorne out of the ring, frustration written across her face as
they retreat up the ramp, never taking their eyes off the ring.
Back
inside the ring, Duke Knight and Biceps Bannerman stand tall, the crowd
responding as they begin to celebrate their victory.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Regardless of how it happened, Duke Knight and Biceps Bannerman pick up a huge
win here tonight!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And you can’t take that away from them, Mike! A win is a win!”
Bannerman
raises his arms, pacing with intensity, while Duke nods to the crowd, composed
but confident.
Suddenly—music
hits.
“Skyline
Frequency” by Neon Riot pulses through the arena as the crowd reacts.
The
Dynamic Duo step out onto the stage—Chris ‘Thunderstrike’ Thompson and Mike
‘the Rebel’ Matthews—cool, confident, and completely in control.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well here they come—the Dynamic Duo!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Of course they are! You knew they’d want a front-row seat to this!”
The Duo
stand at the top of the ramp, taking in the scene. No rush. No chaos. Just
confidence.
In the
ring, Bannerman steps forward immediately, fired up, while Duke places a hand
on his shoulder, keeping him grounded.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And here we go—these two teams set to collide at Critical Mass!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Yeah, and if I’m Duke and Bannerman, I’d be careful. Those two don’t look
impressed!”
Chris
‘Thunderstrike’ Thompson gives a slow, deliberate clap.
Mike ‘the
Rebel’ Matthews smirks, shaking his head slightly.
No words.
Just a message.
Bannerman
points toward the stage, shouting back at them, ready to fight right now.
Duke steps
forward, calm but intense, locking eyes with both members of the Dynamic Duo.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“The Dynamic Duo sending a message without saying a word!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh, they said plenty, Mike. They’re not worried one bit!”
The camera
cuts between the two teams—stage and ring—locked in a silent standoff as the
tension builds.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is going to be explosive when these teams finally meet at Critical Mass!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“I can’t wait for that one!”
The Duo
slowly turn and head backstage, still smiling, leaving Duke and Bannerman in
the ring—focused, ready, and now fully aware of what’s coming next.
The arena
lights flicker before a gritty, revving guitar riff hits—“Outlaw Revival” by
Rustline Kings*—as the crowd immediately responds.*
Son of
Drew steps out first, scanning the arena with a confident, no-nonsense look.
Moments later, Son of Stache joins him, cracking his neck and rolling his
shoulders as the two stand side-by-side on the stage.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Here come the Sons of Anarchy—Son of Drew and Son of Stache, ready for tag
team action!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“These two don’t care about flash, Mike—they just want to fight. And I’ll give
them that… they do it well.”
The duo
walk down the ramp with purpose—no wasted motion, no theatrics—just focus. Drew
slaps hands with a few fans along the way while Stache keeps his eyes locked on
the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“A hard-hitting team, Johnny. When they get rolling, they can be very difficult
to stop.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Yeah, but they’re about to be in there with a team that knows every trick in
the book.”
They enter
the ring, taking opposite corners, both men loosening up and preparing for the
fight ahead.
The lights
dim slightly as a sharp, dramatic orchestral theme hits—“Bloodline Business” by
Il Capo Nero*—echoing through the arena.*
Pierre
Boulay steps out first, dressed impeccably, a smug grin on his face as he
surveys the crowd with clear disdain.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And here come The New Sicilians, led by Pierre Boulay.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Now this is a team that understands strategy, Mike. They don’t just fight—they
control.”
Behind
Boulay, Dirty Dick Albano and Vicious Vinnie Albano emerge, both carrying
themselves with that unmistakable Albano swagger—confident, arrogant, and
completely unapologetic.
They walk
down the ramp slowly, deliberately, Boulay speaking quietly to them as they
approach the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“The Albanos have made it very clear—they’re about results, no matter how they
get them.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And that’s why they’re dangerous! You never know what they’re going to do
next!”
Boulay
stops just outside the ring, gesturing for the Albanos to enter first. Dick and
Vinnie step inside, immediately talking trash toward the Sons of Anarchy.
In the
ring, Son of Stache steps forward, jawing right back, while Son of Drew remains
composed, watching carefully.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This one could get heated in a hurry!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh, it’s already heated, Mike—I love it!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Both teams are ready—tag team action continues here on Live Wire!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Let’s see who walks out of here in one piece!”
The New
Sicilians come out aggressively, immediately asserting control with classic
double-team tactics. Dirty Dick and Vicious Vinnie isolate Son of Drew early,
unloading with quick strikes and illegal teamwork that puts the Sons of Anarchy
on the defensive.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“The New Sicilians wasting no time—this is exactly how they like to control a
match!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“They’re efficient, Mike! Get in, take over, and don’t let up!”
Son of
Drew begins to turn the tide with his resilience, countering the Albanos’
momentum with explosive offense, including a high-risk Corkscrew Pescado that
energizes the crowd and shifts the pace.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“There’s the fight back! Son of Drew refusing to stay down!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“He’s taking risks now—that can backfire real quick!”
The
momentum swings back and forth as Vicious Vinnie dishes out underhanded
offense, including a blatant spit to the face that draws the ire of the crowd.
But once Son of Stache gets involved, the Sons of Anarchy begin to take
control, using quick tags and hard-hitting double-team maneuvers to wear down
their opponents.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Now this is where the Sons of Anarchy are dangerous—when they get rolling as a
team!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Yeah, but the Albanos are never out of it—they’ll find a way!”
A chaotic
all-in exchange sees all four men collide in the ring, trading heavy shots as
the match breaks down into a fight. Despite the chaos, the Sons of Anarchy
maintain their composure, regaining control as Son of Drew isolates Vicious
Vinnie once again.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This one is breaking down—but the Sons of Anarchy are keeping their focus!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Barely! This is right where the Sicilians thrive!”
In the
closing moments, Son of Drew capitalizes—driving Vicious Vinnie to the mat with
a powerful bodyslam and quickly hooking the leg for the cover.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Hook of the leg—this could be it!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Kick out! Kick out!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“NO! He got him!”
RESULT
Sons of
Anarchy defeat The New Sicilians via pinfall
The Sons
of Anarchy celebrate in the ring, nodding to the crowd after a hard-fought
victory.
Meanwhile,
The New Sicilians regroup on the outside—furious. Pierre Boulay is shouting,
trying to rally them, clearly livid over the loss.
MUSIC
HITS
The crowd
erupts.
La
Famiglia Marconi - Dominic and Rolf—step out onto the stage.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Wait a minute… here come the Marconi brothers!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh now THIS is about to explode!”
The
Marconis stand tall at the top of the ramp—calm, composed, completely unfazed.
In the
ring, the Sons of Anarchy step aside slightly, watching the situation unfold as
the focus shifts.
On the
outside, Dirty Dick and Vicious Vinnie immediately snap—yelling, pointing,
losing their composure.
Pierre
Boulay is screaming, trying to hold them back—but it’s no use.
The New
Sicilians rush up the ramp toward the Marconis—
—but
before they can reach them—
SECURITY
FLOODS IN.
Officials
and security personnel swarm the ramp, intercepting the Albanos and holding
them back as they thrash and shout.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Security getting involved—this is about to get out of control!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Let them go! Let them fight!”
The
Marconis don’t move.
They
simply stand their ground—watching.
No fear.
No reaction. Just confidence.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“The Marconi brothers sending a very clear message here tonight!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“This is far from over, Mike—these teams are on a collision course!”
The camera
lingers on the chaos—The Sicilians being restrained, Boulay shouting orders,
and the Marconis standing tall on the stage—as the tension hangs heavy in the
air.
The camera
cuts to the backstage interview area. Candace Hart stands ready with a
microphone as Sterling Silverman storms into frame, already visibly agitated,
pacing back and forth.
Candace
Hart:
“Sterling, earlier tonight we learned you were not selected for one of the
qualifying matches for a shot at the Convergent Title, and—”
Sterling
Silverman (cutting her off):
“Not selected?”
He stops
pacing, turning sharply toward Candace.
Sterling
Silverman:
“Not. Selected.”
A bitter
laugh escapes him as he shakes his head.
Sterling
Silverman (cont.):
“Do you have any idea how ridiculous that sounds?”
Candace
Hart:
“Sterling, the qualifiers were announced based on—”
Sterling
Silverman:
“Based on what? Popularity? Timing? Who happens to be standing in the right
place at the right time?”
He steps
closer, intensity rising.
Sterling
Silverman:
“Because I look at that lineup… and I see my spot.”
A pause.
He points off-camera, toward the arena.
Sterling
Silverman:
“Kellyn Chrisari? Leopold Dilg? That’s my opportunity. That’s my moment. And
they just… hand it away like it doesn’t matter?”
Candace
Hart:
“So what are you saying you’re going to do about it?”
Sterling
smirks—but there’s no humor in it.
Sterling
Silverman:
“What am I going to do?”
A beat.
Sterling
Silverman:
“I’m done waiting.”
He leans
in slightly, voice lowering.
Sterling
Silverman:
“If they won’t give me a spot…”
A cold
stare.
Sterling
Silverman:
“I’ll take it.”
Sterling
brushes past Candace and storms out of frame, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Candace
Hart:
“…Back to you.”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well you can hear the frustration in the voice of Sterling Silverman—he
believes he’s been overlooked, and clearly he’s not taking it well.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Overlooked? He’s right! He should be in one of those matches, Mike! I don’t
blame him one bit!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well regardless of how he feels, taking matters into your own hands is a
dangerous path—and something tells me we haven’t heard the last from Sterling
Silverman tonight.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh, I think you’re absolutely right about that—and if I were either of the
competitors in this next match, I’d have my head on a swivel!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Because up next, we’ve got a crucial qualifying match—where the winner moves
one step closer to earning a spot in the Fatal Four Way for the Convergent
Championship opportunity!”
The arena
lights shift to a deep amber tone as a steady, hard-hitting instrumental kicks
in—“Iron Resolve” by Titan Forge*.*
Leopold
Dilg steps out onto the stage, focused and composed, giving a quick nod as he
scans the crowd before making his way forward.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Here comes Leopold Dilg, and you have to believe he understands what’s at
stake here tonight.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“He better! This isn’t just about winning a match—it’s about getting closer to
that Fatal Four Way and a shot at the Convergent Championship!”
Dilg walks
down the ramp with purpose—no theatrics, no distractions—just locked in on the
task ahead.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“A win here tonight moves him one step closer to that opportunity—and in a
situation like that, everything changes.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And don’t forget, Mike—there are plenty of people who think they should be in
this spot instead!”
Dilg steps
into the ring, loosening up in his corner, eyes already shifting toward the
stage.
The lights
transition into a sharp blue glow as a driving, high-energy track hits—“Skyfall
Striker” by Velocity Arc*—and the crowd responds.*
Kellyn
Chrisari bursts onto the stage with confidence, raising an arm to the crowd
before locking his focus toward the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And here comes Kellyn Chrisari—another competitor looking to move one step
closer to that Fatal Four Way!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Only one of these two is getting there, Mike—and you can bet neither one of
them is holding anything back tonight!”
Chrisari
makes his way down the ramp with intensity, slapping a few hands before picking
up the pace.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is what it’s all about—an opportunity to fight your way into one of the
biggest matches on the road to the Convergent Championship.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And with everything going on around these qualifiers, the pressure has never
been higher!”
Chrisari
slides into the ring, stepping into his corner and staring across at Dilg as
the referee calls for the bell.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Both men are ready—this qualifying match is about to get underway!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“One step closer to the Fatal Four Way—let’s see who takes it!”
Leopold
Dilg vs Kellyn Chrisari
(Convergent
Title Qualifier Path)
This
qualifier turns into a grinding, back-and-forth contest right from the opening
bell, with Leopold Dilg using his strength advantage early to control the pace
with a series of suplexes and heavy throws. Chrisari answers with speed and
precision, landing sharp strikes and targeted attacks to keep himself in the
fight.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Both of these men know what’s at stake here—this is about getting one step
closer to that Fatal Four Way opportunity!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And neither one of them is giving an inch! This is exactly what a qualifier
should look like!”
Dilg
continues to impose his will through the middle portion of the match,
repeatedly dropping Chrisari with suplex variations and forcing multiple
near-falls. Chrisari refuses to stay down, countering with high-impact offense
like the Raven’s Flight Body Press and Quiver Dropkick to keep momentum within
reach.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Chrisari showing incredible resilience here—he keeps finding a way back into
this match!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Yeah, but how many more of those suplexes can he take, Mike? That’s going to
add up!”
As the
match wears on, both competitors begin to feel the effects of the punishment.
Dilg remains relentless, repeatedly going for the cover after heavy impact
moves, while Chrisari digs deep, escaping each attempt and continuing to fight
back with bursts of offense.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This has turned into a war of attrition—neither man willing to give in!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And this is where it comes down to who wants it more!”
In the
final moments, Dilg finally breaks through—driving Chrisari down with a
bodyslam and quickly hooking the leg.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Hook of the leg—this could be it!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Kick out! Kick out!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“He got him! Leopold Dilg advances!”
RESULT
Leopold
Dilg defeats Kellyn Chrisari via pinfall
Dilg sits
up, catching his breath after a hard-fought victory. Chrisari rolls to the
side, exhausted but having pushed Dilg to the limit.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“What a performance by both men—but it’s Leopold Dilg moving one step closer to
that Fatal Four Way!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And you know there are people in the back who aren’t going to be happy about
that—”
Out of
nowhere—
Sterling
Silverman slides into the ring.
No music.
No
warning.
He charges
straight at Dilg—
AND
BLASTS HIM FROM BEHIND.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“There he is! Sterling Silverman—he told us this was coming!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“He said he was done waiting—and now he’s taking it!”
Sterling
unloads on Dilg with vicious strikes, stomping him down to the mat. Dilg tries
to fight back, but he’s already worn down from the match.
Chrisari
begins to stir—but Sterling turns and knocks him back down as well, completely
unhinged.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is exactly what he was talking about earlier—he believes that was HIS
spot!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And right now, he’s trying to take it by force!”
Sterling
grabs Dilg by the collar, dragging him up just enough to shout directly in his
face:
Sterling
Silverman (shouting):
“That was MY spot!”
He shoves
Dilg back to the mat and stands over him, breathing heavily, eyes locked with
intensity.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is a dangerous turn for Sterling Silverman—this isn’t frustration
anymore!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“No, this is someone who’s done waiting for opportunities!”
Officials
rush the ring as Sterling finally backs off, still glaring down at Dilg before
slowly exiting the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This situation with Sterling Silverman has completely gotten out of control!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“He told you exactly what he was going to do, Mike—and then he went out there
and did it! I respect that!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well respect it or not, Leopold Dilg just earned that victory—and then had it
taken away from him by a man who believes he should’ve been in that match!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And maybe he should’ve been! That’s the problem!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well fans, still to come tonight, we were scheduled to see the Television
Champion in action as—”
The camera
cuts to the ring where Tony Calibur stands ready with a microphone.
Tony
Calibur:
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest was scheduled for one fall… and it
was to be a Television Championship match!”
The crowd
reacts.
There’s a
pause.
Tony looks
toward the stage… then toward the timekeeper… then back toward the ramp.
Tony
Calibur (uncertain):
“Introducing first… the HCW Television Champion…”
Another
pause.
Nothing.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Wait a minute…”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Where is he?”
The camera
cuts briefly backstage—empty hallway.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“We are being told… The Rich Athlete has left the building.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“HA! Fantastic! He controls the when and the where!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“He was scheduled to defend the Television Championship here tonight—and now
we’re being told he has left the arena entirely!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That is a strategic retreat, Mike! That’s what that is!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“You call it whatever you want—this is becoming a pattern!”
Tony
Calibur lowers the mic, clearly confused, as officials begin talking at
ringside.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well fans, we are going to move things along—because coming up next, another
qualifying match with major implications!”
The arena
lights dim as a dramatic, orchestral theme hits—“Crown of Contempt” by Imperium
Rex*.*
Caesar
King steps onto the stage, jaw tight, eyes locked forward. There’s no arrogance
tonight—just intensity.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And here comes Caesar King—and you can see it on his face, Johnny. He knows
what this match means.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“He’s heard the comparisons, Mike. He’s heard everything. Tonight is his chance
to shut all of that up!”
Caesar
makes his way down the ramp with purpose, ignoring the crowd, completely
focused on the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“A win here moves him one step closer to that Fatal Four Way—and an opportunity
at the Convergent Championship.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And if he doesn’t get it done tonight? Those comparisons are only going to get
louder.”
Caesar
enters the ring, pacing slightly, trying to stay composed but clearly carrying
tension.
The arena
lights shift to a deep red and gold as heavy tribal drums begin to pound—“War
Drums of the Island” by Tala Vengeance*.*
Raku steps
onto the stage, imposing and focused, staring directly at the ring with a cold
intensity.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And here comes Samoan Stomper Raku—a man who has been nothing short of
dominant!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“This is a completely different kind of challenge for Caesar King. Power.
Strength. Relentless offense.”
Raku
slowly makes his way down the ramp, never breaking eye contact with Caesar.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“You’re talking about one of the most physically imposing competitors in HCW
today.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And if Caesar lets those emotions get the better of him, this could be over
very quickly.”
Raku steps
into the ring, standing tall across from Caesar as the referee moves between
them.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Both men are ready—this qualifying match is about to get underway!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“One of these two moves on… the other goes home empty-handed!”
Before the
bell even rings, the tension is already thick in the air.
Caesar
King stands in the ring… pacing… focused—but barely.
On the
stage—Harrison Marks comes out and watches.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is not a good situation for Caesar King—Harrison Marks has inserted
himself into this before the match even begins!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Oh, he’s in Caesar’s head already, Mike! You can see it!”
As the
match begins, Raku immediately imposes his power, locking Caesar in a crushing
bearhug and forcing him to fight just to survive the opening moments.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Raku wasting no time—using that strength advantage early!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And Caesar’s already in trouble!”
Caesar
responds with bursts of explosive offense, including a devastating gutbuster
and a Coup de Grace that momentarily shifts momentum in his favor.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“There’s the response from Caesar King!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That’s what he needs—focus on the match!”
But the
focus doesn’t last.
Every time
Caesar gains momentum… his eyes drift toward the stage.
Toward
Harrison.
Raku
capitalizes, grinding Caesar into the ring post and using his size to wear him
down, turning the match into a physical battle that begins to take its toll.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“You can see it—Caesar is distracted!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“He’s fighting two battles right now, Mike!”
Raku
launches Caesar out of the ring with a powerful throw—
and
instead of immediately recovering—
Caesar
stays down.
On the
outside… Caesar slowly rises…
And turns—
Locking
eyes with Harrison Marks on the stage.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Caesar needs to get back in the ring!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“No—no, this is bad! He’s not thinking about the match!”
The
referee begins the count.
1… 2…
3…
Caesar
takes a step toward the ring…
Then
stops.
Harrison
smirks.
4… 5…
6…
Caesar
shakes his head… frustration boiling over…
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Don’t do this, Caesar!”
7… 8…
9…
Caesar
pounds the apron—
—but he
doesn’t get in.
10.
RESULT
Samoan
Stomper Raku defeats Caesar King via count-out
POST-MATCH
– CAESAR SNAPS
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“No! He let the match slip away!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That’s on him, Mike! That’s ALL on him!”
The bell
rings… but Caesar doesn’t care.
He slides
back into the ring—
—not to
fight Raku—
He
storms straight up the ramp.
Harrison
doesn’t move.
He waits.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Oh no… here we go!”
Caesar
reaches him—
AND
EXPLODES.
He tackles
Harrison, unloading with wild, unrestrained strikes—months of frustration
pouring out all at once.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“He’s lost it! Caesar King has completely lost control!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“I told you this was coming!”
Officials
rush in, trying to pull Caesar off—but he fights them, breaking free, going
right back after Harrison.
It takes
multiple referees and security to finally drag him away.
Caesar is
still shouting, still struggling, still trying to get back to Harrison. Security manages to get Caesar backstage
while Harrison remained on the stage mocking him.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is not frustration anymore—this is something much deeper!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And now he’s got nobody to blame but himself!”
The camera
cuts backstage—but it’s not a clean shot.
The camera
is already moving… hurried… trying to catch up.
Down the
hallway—Caesar King storms into frame, still furious, still pacing, still
shaking with adrenaline.
Candace
Hart (moving quickly):
“Caesar! Caesar—can we get a word with you after what just happened out there—”
Caesar
doesn’t stop walking.
Caesar
King (without looking at her):
“No.”
Candace
keeps pace, trying to stay alongside him.
Candace
Hart:
“You were just moments away from advancing—what happened out there—”
Caesar
stops suddenly.
Candace
nearly runs into him.
He turns
slowly… eyes locked… breathing heavy.
Caesar
King:
“What happened?”
A bitter
laugh.
Caesar
King (cont.):
“You wanna know what happened?”
He steps
closer—not aggressive toward Candace, but intense enough to make the moment
uncomfortable.
Caesar
King:
“Every week… it’s the same thing.”
A beat.
Caesar
King:
“Comparisons.”
Another
step closer.
Caesar
King:
“Expectations.”
He points
back toward the arena.
Caesar
King:
“And people like HIM—standing there… smiling… acting like they belong anywhere
near me.”
His jaw
tightens.
Caesar
King (lower, colder):
“I had that match.”
A pause.
Caesar
King:
“And I let him take it.”
That line
hangs.
Candace
tries to follow up—
Candace
Hart:
“So what does this mean going forward—”
Caesar
cuts her off immediately.
Caesar
King (sharp):
“No more.”
Silence.
Caesar
King:
“No more waiting.”
He turns
and starts walking again—faster now.
Caesar
King (over his shoulder):
“No more comparisons.”
He
disappears down the hallway.
Candace
stands there for a moment, processing it.
Candace
Hart (to camera):
“…Back to you.”
CUT
BACK TO COMMENTARY
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“That was… unsettling. Caesar King clearly not in a good place after what just
transpired.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Not in a good place? He just handed that match away, Mike! That’s what happens
when you lose control!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well whatever this is—it’s escalating, and it’s escalating fast.”
The arena
lights brighten as a rugged, upbeat track hits—“Dust & Iron” by Redline
Outlaws*—and the crowd responds warmly.*
Outback
Oscar steps onto the stage, confident and energized, tipping his hat slightly
before scanning the crowd.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And here comes Outback Oscar—ready to step into a very dangerous situation
here tonight!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Dangerous? He’s walking straight into a storm, Mike! Beastfang doesn’t take
nights off!”
Oscar
makes his way down the ramp with a steady stride, slapping a few hands along
the way, clearly embracing the moment.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“You have to respect the confidence—he knows what he’s up against, and he’s not
backing down.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Confidence is great—until you’re staring across the ring at Beastfang!”
Oscar
enters the ring, loosening up, bouncing slightly on his feet as he prepares for
the fight.
The arena
lights drop suddenly—cold and ominous.
A deep,
haunting tone rolls through the arena before shifting into “Throne of Fangs” by
Nocturne Dominion.
Count Vlad
steps onto the stage first, slow and composed, surveying the arena like a ruler
entering his court.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And now… the presence of the Dark Dominion.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And when Count Vlad is out here, you KNOW something is about to happen.”
Vlad
pauses at the top of the ramp… then gestures slightly.
From
behind him—
Beastfang
emerges.
Massive.
Focused. Unstoppable.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Beastfang—one of the most dangerous competitors in HCW today—and you can be
sure he’s treating this like a statement opportunity.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“This is bad news for Outback Oscar—plain and simple!”
Beastfang
marches down the ramp with heavy, deliberate steps. Vlad follows behind, calm,
calculating.
In the
ring, Oscar stands his ground, eyes locked on Beastfang, refusing to show fear.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Outback Oscar not backing down—but this is a different kind of opponent.”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Yeah—and a different kind of night!”
Beastfang
steps into the ring, immediately closing distance slightly, towering over
Oscar.
Vlad
remains at ringside, expression unreadable.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Both men are ready—this one is about to get underway!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And something tells me this isn’t going to stay a one-on-one fight for long!”
The match
starts fast and physical, with both men trading heavy shots—Beastfang launching
Oscar with a deadlift German suplex while Oscar answers right back with a knee
drop to stay in the fight.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Outback Oscar not backing down one bit!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That’s brave… maybe too brave!”
Beastfang
quickly establishes control with raw power, throwing Oscar to the outside and
dictating the pace. Back inside, the influence of Count Vlad becomes
apparent—subtle interference and mind games begin to tilt momentum in
Beastfang’s favor.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Count Vlad getting involved again—this is exactly what we talked about!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That’s strategy, Mike! Use every advantage!”
Despite
the interference, Oscar refuses to fold. He rallies with a series of impactful
strikes and counters, including a swinging neckbreaker and an Australian leg
sweep that bring the crowd to life.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Here comes Outback Oscar! He’s building momentum!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“He’s got Beastfang on the ropes here!”
JAX
ARRIVES
Suddenly—
The crowd
erupts.
JAX
BRENNER RUNS DOWN THE RAMP.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Wait a minute—here comes Jax Brenner!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“What is he doing here?! Someone call
security!”
Jax
doesn’t enter the ring—he circles ringside, eyes locked on Beastfang.
Vlad
immediately takes notice, stepping forward slightly, a knowing look crossing
his face.
Back in
the ring, Oscar continues his comeback, landing another swinging neckbreaker
and building real momentum as Beastfang begins to stagger.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This might be the moment for Outback Oscar!”
The lights
shift—
The
Omegatron comes alive.
FERAL
appears.
Cold.
Still. Watching.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson (shaken):
“…No… not now…”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Is that—?!”
At
ringside—Jax freezes.
Everything
stops.
For a
split second… the image glitches—
A faint
echo of who she used to be… Suzie…
Then gone.
Feral
stares directly into the camera.
No words.
In the
ring, Oscar looks toward the screen—confused.
Beastfang…
does not.
Vlad…
smiles.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is a setup—this is a distraction!”
The screen
cuts to black.
That
moment is all Beastfang needs.
He
explodes forward—lifting Oscar and driving him down with the Athletic Plex
Spinning Leg Hook Back Suplex.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“No! Not like this!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Take your eye off the prize and that’s it!”
RESULT
Beastfang
defeats Outback Oscar via pinfall
Beastfang
rises slowly… victorious.
Jax snaps
back to reality—
—and
immediately slides into the ring.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Here we go!”
No
hesitation. No words.
Just
fists.
The two
brawl violently as officials rush the ring—but neither man backs down.
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“This is chaos!”
Security
floods the ring, trying to pull them apart—but both men keep breaking free,
lunging at each other.
At
ringside—Count Vlad watches… calm… satisfied.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“This is completely out of control! These two are going to tear each other
apart!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And we’re running out of time!”
Jax and
Beastfang still trying to fight as they are dragged apart—
both men
reaching, shouting, refusing to stop.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“We are out of control here on Live Wire! Jax Brenner and Beastfang still
trying to tear each other apart as security struggles to keep them separated!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And you can thank Count Vlad for that, Mike! He knew exactly what he was
doing!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“And what we saw tonight—Feral appearing on the Omegatron—there are still so
many unanswered questions surrounding that situation!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Questions? That was a message! And it worked! Look at Jax—he lost focus, and
Beastfang capitalized!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Well whether it was intentional or not, the result is the same—this situation
between Jax Brenner and Beastfang has reached a boiling point!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“And it’s only going to get worse from here!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“We saw Sterling Silverman take matters into his own hands earlier tonight—”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“Good for him!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“—we saw tensions explode between Caesar King and Harrison Marks—”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“That was bound to happen!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“—and now this! The Dark Dominion continuing to leave their mark across HCW!”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“They’re taking over, Mike!”
The camera
cuts to one final shot of Jax and Beastfang still being pulled apart, both men
shouting and trying to break free as officials hold them back.
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“For Johnny ‘the Hammer’ Harris, I’m Mike ‘the Voice’ Johnson—”
Johnny
“the Hammer” Harris:
“—and you better not miss what happens next!”
Mike
“the Voice” Johnson:
“Thank you for joining us… and we’ll see you next time right here on HCW Live
Wire!”
Fade to
black as the chaos continues in the background.
Great Show
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