CONVICTION LI

Episode LI Sunday March 7th, 2020 The Citadel in Toronto, Ontario

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The OATH signature played. You are excited or at the least excitement is beginning to percolate deep within your loins. The opening chords of “Wet Blanket” by Metz began playing throughout The Citadel in Toronto, Ontario. Fans were overjoyed and generally hyped to be in the audience for another OATH event. Cut to ringside with the voices of the show. “Bad Mood” Ben Petrie looked happier than we had seen him in previous weeks. He had a Witch’s Brew in hand and tossed a finger gun at the camera. Matt Mears was dressed as sharp as ever.

MEARS: Welcome wrestling fans to OATH Pro Wrestling Conviction Episode 51! We are one week removed from Last Resort and what a show it was. Three new champions were crowned, changing the entire landscape of the organization.

PETRIE: Understatement of the year. Matt Shields FINALLY rescued Blanche a.k.a. The World Championship. He has reached the top of the OATH mountain. Granted, Locke Helms beat the shit out of him after the match but he still left with the gold.

MEARS: That he did and we will hear from the new World Champion later on this evening. Add to that, we have five great matches for you tonight. Shall we go through the preview Bad Mood?

PETRIE: Let’s fuckin’ get it. Two teams that competed in and lost the Beach Brawl match at Last Resort will face off in a standard tag team match tonight. Social Elite were the ones to eliminate Static Age from the match and I guess that pissed the newcomers off.

MEARS: That it did. Their manager RC Lightlooker has been very outspoken about the issue on Twitter as of late. Someone who has been relatively quiet is “The Comedian” Allen Chaney after losing the Intrepid Championship at Last Resort. Tonight he will go one on one with former Tag Team Champion Alex Andrews.

PETRIE: Chaney learned a lesson at Last Resort, maybe he’ll stay in his fuckin’ lane now. Someone who is in a new lane is Kasey Kash. The former face of Livewire is now in the big leagues and tonight he faces former Tag Team Champion Kallie Reznik.

MEARS: Speaking of the Tag Team Titles, tonight the new champions Super Kawaii Thunder Liger Squadron will defend against the winners of the Beach Brawl The Hell Realm. Ryan Terror and Adrestia Nyx want to bring gold back to their faction after Locke Helms lost the World Championship.

PETRIE: THR have been Tag Team Champions before. They know what they’ve gotta do to get the gold back. That’s the main event, but our first contest will see the red hot “Ghostboy” Nicky Crawford go up against the man now known as Jason Long. Before we get to that we’ve got some words from the Ghostboy.

MEARS: That we do! Wrestling fans, let us begin!

The scene kicked in to see Nicky Crawford backstage getting ready. We could see Audrey Abrams walk into frame, microphone in hand.

ABRAMS: Nicky! We’re doing an interview alright?

Nicky looked up at her and the cameraman and smiled.

NICKY: Yeah, sure! Go for it.

ABRAMS: So, Nicky. How are you feeling about going into this match against Jason Long, and what he said about you on Livewire 22?

Nicky took a deep breath and put his hands on his hips.

NICKY: Look, there’s a lot to be said about Jason, dudes been near unstoppable in recent times, yo! Look, he can talk all the smack he wants about me, about my sister… funny story ‘bout all that, though. I still can’t believe this actually happened. My guy thought that me and Erika where dating, which is just fucking hilarious. But nah for real, he can talk all the smack he wants, he can claim that I’m just some edgy white boy with nothing better to do with my life, I just don’t give a shit about anything anyone says about me, man.

Nicky chuckled, before turning and throwing his jacket on while he continued to talk.

NICKY: It’s when my sister gets brought up, then that's the final straw for me. For real, talk all the shit you want about me, I don’t give a fuck about any of that. Leave her out of it though. We’ve been through too much for her to be getting more shit from people she doesn’t even know. Seriously. I’ve done the best I can to protect her, especially after we were living without anyone supporting us, it was just me and her against the world.

ABRAMS: And how do you feel about the current run of success you’ve had in OATH as of late?

NICKY: I feel incredible! Like I’m on top of the world, this run has been one of the best I’ve had in recent memory. I just wanna keep the success going, keep this run alive, and against Jason I feel like this fight could be one of the most intense ones I’ve had. We’ve fought once before and he fuckin wiped the floor with me. But that was a different time in my life, I wasn’t in the right mindset to keep this shit up. This could be massive for me, keeping this success up means I keep getting paid, which means I can keep helping Erika with her rehab, keep working through this injury.

ABRAMS: Speaking of Erika, do you have any updates for us on her condition?

Nicky sighed.

NICKY: Look, most I could REALLY tell you is that she’s getting better. I don’t know when, I don’t know where… but she will be back in an OATH ring, and The Crawfords will be tearing up the tag division once again!

In the background we could hear “D(r)own” by Ghostemane kick in and Nicky started getting hyped up.

NICKY: Thanks for this interview, Audrey. Felt good getting this shit off my chest.

ABRAMS: Yeah well it’s my job.

With that, Nicky smiled and sprinted out of frame. With the feed cutting to the ringside area

SINGLES MATCH

Nicky Crawford vs. Jason Long

The fist contest of the evening saw “Ghostboy” Nicky Crawford make his way out to the ring first. The fans were behind him, given his recent succession of victories. Nicky looked much more positive than he had been in recent weeks, choosing to engage fans, and hype them up en route to the ring.

“The King” Jason Long was out next, his first match on Conviction in a few weeks. Long paced to the ring, telling anyone that would listen just how great he is. Just as he reached ringside, Nicky came flying over the top rope with a somersault plancha.

MEARS: Nicky Crawford starting things off fast!

PETRIE: You mean a cheap shot.

MEARS: Yes it definitely was not by the book!

Crawford rolled Long back into the ring and the referee called for the start of the contest. Nicky put some boots to Long before he peeled him off the canvas and shot him into the ropes. Long came running back toward the middle of the ring and Nicky went to leap frog over him but The King caught his leg and Crawford came crashing down to the canvas face first.

Long knelt down over the face down Nicky and held his face up in a sort of camel clutch. But instead of wrenching back, Long hit Nicky with a series of quick crossface strikes. Long stood Nicky up and sent him into the ropes only for Long to hit him with a quick back elbow on his return.

MEARS: Both of these competitors are the future of the company. Long made his declaration on Livewire when he announced that Maverick was no more.

PETRIE: A smart move. Top Gun is super gay!

MEARS: You can’t say that.

PETRIE: I am also super gay!

The King started stomping on Crawford now before he lifted him off of the canvas and shot him into the corner. Long rushed in after him but Crawford got a boot up right into Long’s face. Crawford brought Long face first into the middle turnbuckle with a flatliner.

The King was positioned right in front of the turnbuckle and Crawford climbed to the top rope. Ghostboy signaled to the audience and then leaped off the top rope looking for a swanton bomb! At the last second Long got his knees up and Crawford landed on them with the back of his neck! Long immediately rolled Crawford up, looking for the quick victory.

..1!

..!

Nicky kicked out at two and Long punched him in the face a few times for it. Long pulled Nicky up to his feet and put him face down on the canvas with an arm snap. Nicky got right back up but Long hit him with a spinning back kick to the midsection. Long called out to the fans and then drilled Crawford into the canvas with Fallen Kingdom (Emerald Flowsion)! Long covered again.

..1!

..2!

Ghostboy kicked out again and Long’s smirked turned to a grimmace. He dropped some sharp elbows onto the back of Crawford’s neck and then stood him up again. Long went to kick Crawford in the midsection but Ghostboy caught his boot, stepped over and caught Long right in the jaw with a wheel kick!

MEARS: It seems that the guilt that Nicky felt for his sister’s injury is finally starting to fade. A third win in a row tonight would definitely propel him into title contention.

PETRIE: Has it faded though? Like… really?

The fans were starting to really get behind Nicky as he stood Long up and held him up in a fireman’s carry! Nicky took two steps and then drilled Long into the mat with a death valley driver! The fans popped massively and Nicky was feeling the momentum.

Long stood up and went for a roundhouse kick but he was rocked from that last move. Nicky easily evaded it and then kicked Long in the mid-section. Ghostboy called out to the crowd! The cheered in response. Nicky gathered Long up and drilled him into the canvas with D(R)EAD (Package Piledriver)! Long was down and out as Crawford covered.

..1!

..2!

..!

MEARS: Ghostboy nearly had him!

PETRIE: Like Casper?

MEARS: Uh… I don’t think so.

Long kicked out but Nicky was in complete control. Nicky decided to go to the top rope again, likely looking for the Witchblade frog splash. Once on the top rope he stopped for a second. Visions of Erika’s injury still haunted him and his last high risk move didn’t go as planned.

The short period of hesitation allowed Long to leap up to the top rope with Nicky. Long knee’d him in the face and then brought Nicky off of the top rope with Dark Harvest (Single Arm Underhook Brainbuster)! The audience could not believe what they had just seen! It took a second but Long was able to cover.

MEARS: Good Lord! Jason Long with one of the damnest moves I’ve ever seen!

PETRIE: Damndest he says!

..1!

..2!

..!

Nicky’s foot landed on the bottom rope just in time! Long was furious. He hit a dozen hard stomps to the back of Nicky’s neck and then peeled him off the mat. He got Nicky up on his shoulders and then drilled him into the canvas again with Deus Ex Machina (Electric Chair Piledriver)! Long hooked the leg and the referee made the count.

..1!

..2!

..3!

CRYBABY: Here is your winner “The King” Jason Long!

"Kingslayer" by Bring Me The Horizon and BABYMETAL kicked up and Long got his hand raised. Despite the difficulty of the victory, Long acted as if it was nothing. He left the ring in triumph.

MEARS: A hard fought victory for Jason Long but I doubt that he will admit that.

PETRIE: He won. Doesn’t matter how hard it was.

In the ring Nicky was shown looking up at the lights. He sat up and seemed completely broken, extremely upset with himself. The fans tried to console him with some cheers but it did not seem to work.

We’re back from commercial just as “The Fox (What Did the Fox Say?)” by Ylvis bellows throughout The Citadel. The Diablo Nation is a frenzy as they weren’t sure El Diablo Blanco would even be here tonight considering he’s not booked for the show. Just last week, Kasey Kash and himself put each other through hell all in the name of the Tabula Rasa Championship. And now here he is. The OATH Tabula Rasa Champion doesn’t make his entrance through the traditional entryway. Instead, El D appears in the middle of the crowd. Clad in sleeveless red hoodie and Zubaz pants, El D takes in the frenzy of the crowd around him as he has the Tabula Rasa Championship draped over his shoulder and a microphone in hand.

BLANCO: Well alright, alright, alright. Sound Guy, my Brother, can you cut my music.

The music cuts as El Diablo Blanco begins to walk through the crowd towards the ring with a serious look on his face.

BLANCO: Last week was a good week, Brother. Last week at Last Resort, I was able to accomplish something that I was starting to think couldn’t be done. Finally, after three attempts, I was able to pin Kasey Kash and keep this beautiful Tabula Rasa Title. Diggit?!

The crowd around him let out that they indeed ‘Diggit’.

BLANCO: But last week was last week and this week is today, Brother. We can’t keep looking in the past. We need to keep looking forward. With each success brings about a high achievement, a higher accolade, we can attain. For El D, it’s looking towards the next challenger to the Tabula Rasa Championship. There’s many a talents here in OATH that have earned their right to contend for this championship. Mr. Bossman could put me up against anyone, Brother, and we could have a rip roaring good time.

El Diablo Blanco pauses for a moment as he has finally reached ringside. El D rolls in under the bottom rope and stares directly into the hard cam.

BLANCO: Well, Mr. Bossman, Brother, I’d like to think of myself as a company man. I stand by OATH until the day I die. So, please, grant me one request. Let me name my next challenger to the OATH Tabula Rasa Championship. Right now there’s one man and one many only I want in this right. He’s done some downright dirty heinous things, Brother. He needs to receive the proper penance for what he has done to others. Mr. Bossman, I want Jonathan Cage.

The announcement brought out a chorus of boos from the crowd at the mere mention of Cage’s name.

BLANCO: Let me tell you something, Brother. I sat by and I watched what Jonathan Cage has done to Finale. The torment, the torture, the pain. It doesn’t sit well with me, Brother. It’s like a pit down in my stomach. How could anyone… NO… HOW COULD I JUST STAND BY AND WATCH WHAT JONATHAN CAGE DID TO ANOTHER HUMAN BEING!?!?!

El Diablo Blanco held his head low as he thought about allowing such egregious happenings go on.

BLANCO: Jonathan Cage, Brother, I’m calling you out. I know you’re somewhere in this building tonight with your buddies. You don’t need to show your face right now but NEXT WEEK, Live on Conviction right here inside The Citadel, I challenge you to enter El D’s House of Fun and I’ll put the OATH Tabula Rasa Title on the line. You must pay for your unjust actions, Brother. If no one else will do it, I will. Rory Costigan, this one’s for you, Brother.

El Diablo Blanco tosses the microphone down to the mat as he stares off into the camera.

It’s an unseasonably sunny day in Toronto and you know what that means -- patios are open. Fade in on the rooftop patio of Pillar & Post where a small crowd has gathered around a table. Seated at this table was a lone patron, professional shitbag RC Lightlooker. Scattered on the table were empty pint glasses, discarded chicken wing bones, and his cheque. Circled around him was a small herd of fans, listening to The Carniest Carny spin a yarn.

LIGHTLOOKER: Thing about all these greenhorns today is that none of ‘em can fuckin’ work. It’s all flips and anime bullshit. When Ol’ RC was workin’ the Memphis territory we had some guys try that flippy GARBAGE and they got dealt with in short order lemme tell ya.

FAN #1: -apprehensive- How were they dealt with?

LIGHTLOOKER: Glad you asked Mark. We used to do this thing called The Bowling Alley. See what you’d do is you’d tie a guy up and--

Lightlooker’s attention was suddenly divided because his newest charges had appeared on the patio. “Infinite Badness” Kara Scene and “The Lovely Weapon” Leland Morgan.

LIGHTLOOKER: Sorry Marks. The talent is here. I’ve gotta split. You’re gonna take care of this for me right Mark?

FAN #1: My name is Hubert.

LIGHTLOOKER: Yeah they take plastic. Thanks kid.

Lightlooker aggressively stood up from the table, he gave his massive boiler of a belly a quick pat and then tapped the fan on the shoulder. He pushed through the crowd to put an arm around Morgan and Scene respectively.

LIGHTLOOKER: Everyone out of the way! The goddamn talent is here!

SCENE: Ugh RC why are you not in the VIP section? You know that we don’t like being around the fans. They are all so -- pedestrian.

Static Age were being led into the building, toward said VIP section where no fans were allowed.

LIGHTLOOKER: Gotta work the marks Kara. These fuckin’ donkeys’ll pay your mortgage if you treat ‘em right. Ol’ RC hasn’t paid for a meal in years!

MORGAN: Yes you clearly haven’t missed any meals.

LIGHTLOOKER: Hey brother if you had all of the injuries that I got then you’d understand. Plus all the gas that I was on turned on me when I stopped hitting the iron you know?

MORGAN: I do not. I do not go to the gym, I get everything I need from yoga and meditation.

LIGHTLOOKER: I’m gonna pretend that you didn’t say that.

The trio moved into the VIP section and commandeered a corner booth. Lightlooker flopped down and gestured for the tag team to do the same.

LIGHTLOOKER: I wanna talk to you two about something. See you’ve got a shot at revenge against those Balloon Domes The Social Elite tonight. Now Ol’ RC was cuttin’ some mean promos on the Twitter all week so you two gotta deliver. ‘Else I’m gonna look like a world class jabroni.

SCENE: We heard about it. Neither of us have social media. Or phones. We both believe in the lost art of letter writing.

LIGHTLOOKER: Yeah that sounds unnecessary but whatever. Work the gimmick. Doesn’t change the fact that I made some BIG promises and it falls on the two of you to make me look good.

MORGAN: And make ourselves look good. We want to earn a Tag Team Championship Match. I mean we already know that we are the most skilled tandem but those titles make everyone else aware.

LIGHTLOOKER: Yeah and you get a fat fuckin’ bonus which is good for all of us. Thing is that these fuckin Job Girls got two more tag alongs that like to fuck around at ringside. Now I’ve got a plan for those two but I need you two to focus on what’s happenin’ in the ring. Shit on the outside is none of your concern. Get it?

MORGAN: Are you going to hurt these women?

LIGHTLOOKER: Hell no. Lightlooker may have juiced his way through the Carolinas livin’ on nothin’ but gas station hot dogs and Miller Lite but he doesn’t put his hands on women. I know you greenhorns are all about the intergender wrestling but that ain’t The Carniest Carny’s bag. But I do have a plan to take them out of the picture. So you let me worry about them, you two take care of the Job Girls

SCENE: It really does sound like you’re going to hurt them.

LIGHTLOOKER: Their pride maybe. We ain’t gonna fall victim to their shenanigans. Not again. I’m lookin’ out for you two. So just get the dubya and we’ll celebrate at the pay window? Can I get a hell yeah?

Neither Scene nor Morgan responded. Lightlooker, rubbing his belly, stared at them and expected them to indulge him. Both members of Static Age sighed.

MORGAN & SCENE: ...hell yeah.

LIGHTLOOKER: Fuckin’ right. Get the waitress will ya? It’s margarita time.

TAG TEAM MATCH

Static Age w/ RC Lightlooker vs. Social Elite w/ Tiffany Lynn Page & Mercedes White

Our next contest was a tag team match but you might not have figured that at first glance. Static Age made their first ever entrance to The Citadel with RC Lightlooker leading them to the ring. The Carniest Carny was looking real pleased with himself and he entered the ring before his charges.

MEARS: This guy is incorrigable.

PETRIE: You encourage this?

MEARS: Oh Bad Mood.

The fans were not pleased to see the grifter soaking up all the spotlight but neither Kara Scene or Leland Morgan seemed to have any problem with it.

The Social Elite were out next with Tiffany Lynn Page leading them to the ring! Mercedes White ran out in front of Angel Kash and Summer Page, holding her cellphone high in the air to livestream their entrance. Once they reached the ring Summer glared at Lightlooker and the carny simply smirked. Something was afoot.

MEARS: Lightlooker claimed that he had a plan for this contest.

PETRIE: Yes and I think that his presence at ringside will be enough to distract the Social Elite. They aren’t used to seeing such hideous people.

MEARS: They aren’t?

PETRIE: They avoid it as best they can.

Instantly after the bell rang the referee gestured to Tiffany Lynn Page and Mercedes White on the outside. In true referee fashion, the zebra twirled his hands together and then pointed to the curtain! He was ejecting them from ringside! Angel and Summer protested in the ring, asking why. The referee said that previous instances had influenced his decision. Referee’s discretion.

PETRIE: Are you kidding me?

MEARS: The referee has ALREADY ejected Tiffany and Mercedes!

Mercedes and Tiffany protested but FORCE Security was there to enforce the referee’s declaration. Mercedes livestreamed the whole “injustice” as Summer and Angel went nuts in the ring. Scene and Morgan hit both members of Social Elite. Angel fell to the mat with a thud.

Scene and Morgan took Summer over with a double hip toss and then hit her with a sandwich double dropkick. Angel rallied up to her feet but Static Age hit her with What A Waste (Stereo Sandwich Spin Kicks)! Angel crumbled in a heap and Scene made the first cover of the contest.

..1!

..2!

Summer broke up the pinfall and the referee made her go out to the apron, as he did with Leland. Angel, furious as we had ever seen her, mounted Scene and started pounding on her. Angel peeled Scene off of the mat and shot her into the Social Elite corner. Angel followed it up with a running high boot and made the tag to Summer.

MEARS: Social Elite, without their ringside support, are finding their footing in this contest.

Summer entered the ring and slapped the shit out of Scene. Summer pulled Scene out of the corner. Angel and Summer lifted Scene up and then dropped her over the top rope with double snake eyes! Scene was lying prone on the canvas as Summer approached her.

Scene was on her back when Summer stood on either side of her head… on her hair. Summer grabbed both of Scene’s arms and pulled. Scene’s hair was close to being ripped out of her head when Morgan entered the ring and smoked Summer in the side of the head with a leaping knee strike!

PETRIE: The Lovely Weapon has come out of nowhere!

MEARS: But look at Lightlooker!

Angel went to enter the ring to help her partner but RC Lightlooker grabbed her ankle from the apron. Angel struggled ot fight free as Static Age got Summer up and hit her with Bad Dream Nation (Inverted Alabama Slam [Morgan] / Stunner [Scene])! Angel couldn’t get in the ring and Scene covered Summer.

..1!

..2!

..3!

CRYBABY: Here are your winners, Leland Morgan & Kara Scene, Static Age!

“Tip Your Bartender” kicked up and Lightlooker released Angel. She screamed in frustration as Lightlooker walked up the steps and brought his wide frame into the ring. Lightlooker tried to discreetly hand the referee a wad of cash but, well, cameras.

MEARS: Did Lightlooker bribe the referee?

PETRIE: Maybe he owed him money.

MEARS: Have you ever known Lightlooker to pay a debt?

Lightlooker celebrated with his charges as Angel pulled Summer out of the ring. The referee looked down into his palm and then yelled “TEN BUCKS?” before we cut to commercial.

It was never easy to make the stoic James Edwards laugh but somehow Dr. Evelyn Ernest had done quite the job making him crack up during the course of his knee exam. She knew she had to if this instructional film was going to be any good. They were almost finished filming and she was about to share Edwards’ prognosis as she looked toward the camera crew.

DR. ERNEST: So we’ve been through questioning the patient and have gone through the different kinds of tests you can do to properly diagnose their injury. They weren’t so bad, were they James?

The former Intrepid and Tabula Rasa Champion sat on the examination table dressed in a cutoff Pittsburgh Pirates shirt and basketball shorts. He gritted his teeth and gave the doctor a harsh stare.

EDWARDS: They hurt like hell. Besides you ain’t delivered on that green apple sucker you promised me if I behaved myself.

The doctor and her patient both guffawed, and took several moments to compose themselves.

DR. ERNEST: You’ll have to talk with the producer if you want your payment, James. Do you have any questions?

Edwards nodded and gave his left knee a long look.

EDWARDS: What’s the damage?

The doctor smiled.

DR. ERNEST: Well the good news is that the swelling has gone since I last examined it. I won’t go into the boring details but you’ve got some soft tissue damage and a nasty case of tendonitis. You’ll need to stay off your knee for the next week and will need to wear a compression sleeve for the next three. Keep it elevated a few times a day and ice it down.

EDWARDS: Got it, but when can I get back in the ring?

The doctor’s smile faded a bit.

DR. ERNEST: This has been a lingering injury. I’ve told you that you’ve needed an extended time off since the start of the year. I’d say stay out of the ring for at least two months--

Edwards raised a hand to interrupt.

EDWARDS: That ain’t an option, Doc. Trial by Fire is coming up--

The doctor raised her hand to interrupt Edwards.

DR. ERNEST: I know how important that match is, but you need rest. If you give me a month of that and follow my instructions explicitly, then we’ll talk before Trial by Fire.

Her answer wasn’t what Edwards was looking for. He looked to press his case but a loud voice robbed him of his chance to do so.

CHANEY: Hey! Sawbones! This preferential treatment stuff is not a good look.

‘The Comedian’ Allen Chaney (sporting a healing shiner on his eye after being hit with a pie brick at Last Resort) barged into the room. Dr. Ernest started to say something but Allen put a hand up and interrupted.

CHANEY: I haven’t had a SINGLE person check on me since I got rocked in the face with a brick last week. Granted it really was a perfectly written ending. I mean I put a pie in his face. His revenge is hitting me with a pie with a brick in it. You’ve got the added layer of me being The Comedian and it being a ‘pie-in-the-face’ punchline. It’s just damn good television is what it is. I’m getting off track. Why is filming Jake and his knee more important than my face? Especially if he’s laboring under the delusion he’s got a shot at Trial By Fire when that’s all mine to win. Ain’t that right, Jake?

Allen made a point of making direct eye contact with James as he spoke, really emphasizing the ‘k’ sound as he called him ‘Jake’ to drive the point home.

DR. EVEREST: You...haven’t sought treatment for your injury for a week?

CHANEY: Does drinking count?

Edwards wasn't amused.

EDWARDS: Dude, you can wait five fuckin' minutes to get that love tap on your face looked at.

CHANEY: And what I’M saying is that if the point of you taking up all of Florence Nightingale’s time here is making sure you’re all ready for Trial by Fire then that is time she could be using more wisely as it is being wasted. On. YOU. Allen was about as in James’ face as he can get.

CHANEY: ...Jeff.

"The Burning Heart" sat there stone-faced in spite of Chaney's beer sour breath.

EDWARDS: You know what my name is so cut the shit. I get it, you're in a bad mood because you lost your title. I got screwed out of that one too.

He swung his legs over the edge of the table and winced. Chaney smirked.

EDWARDS: My advice, get over it and don't go lookin' for a fight you don't wanna start.

Chaney chuckled.

CHANEY: Hey man, I’m already over it. Moving on to bigger and better things. It was a fancy lookin’ belt but it pretty much guaranteed I’d be stuck working with open mic’ers. Nope. Since we’re offering advice and all that now...Gotta look on ahead to the future.

Allen continued to make eye contact as he offered a ‘friendly’ slap to James’ knee.

CHANEY: Aw man...was that your hurt knee? That’s my bad, dude.

Edwards gritted his teeth and balled his fists. The tension in the room was thick enough to be cut...by a crutch? Dr. Ernest smiled at the two as she separated them with the support device.

DR. ERNEST: Why think about the future when the present is so important. Allen, I'll look you over in five minutes. James, get some rest and I'll see you in two weeks.

Edwards accepted his crutches but his glare never left the failed funny man.

CHANEY: You listen to the lady, Jimmy. Get some rest. If you haven't got your health you haven’t got anything.

Allen winked and gave him the finger guns before he went to wait his turn. Edwards mounted his crutches and began to hobble out of the room.

EDWARDS: Jesus, what an asshole…

SINGLES MATCH

Alex Andrews vs. Allen Chaney

The fans were on their feet as one half of Sweet Treats, “Lady Limitless” Alex Andrews made her way to the ring. The audience showered her with love and Andrews was happy to hear it, even after losing the Tag Team Titles just a week ago.

The mood in the arena changed pretty dramatically when “The Comedian” Allen Chaney made his way down the ramp. The fans were booing the failed sitcom star and he obnoxiously acted as if it was hurting his feelings. Chaney entered the ring and ignored Andrews completely. He made his way over to the referee.

MEARS: Oh what the heck is he doing?

PETRIE: Probably something completely reasonable. You know him.

MEARS: I do.

Chaney put his arm around the referee and whispered into his ear. Chaney pointed at Andrews and then at his own faded black eye. The referee seemed disinterested in what Chaney was saying but Chaney grabbed him by the arm and shoved him toward Andrews.

The referee sighed and walked over to Andrews. “He asks that you don’t hit him in the face” the referee told her. Andrews bent at the torso, looking beyond the referee to Chaney. Chaney extended his hands, praying. Alex just shook her head and the referee called for the bell.

MEARS: He doesn’t want her to hit him in the face?

PETRIE: Seems to be the case. Whether Alex will abide by that bullshit request is the question.

The two competitors met in the center of the ring and Alex immediately smoked Chaney with a forearm smash. Chaney shoved her away but Alex rushed him again and hit Chaney with a running dropkick. Chaney was slammed into the corner. Alex climbed up to the middle rope and held up her fist.

The fans started counting along as Alex hit Chaney with a series of punches, targeting that somewhat black eye. Alex started counting with the fans. 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9… and then she wound up for a tenth but Chaney reached underneath her legs, walked her out of the corner, and planted her with a powerbomb.

MEARS: That shook the ring!

PETRIE: Jesus Alex could be snapped in half!

Instead of going to work on Andrews, Chaney stomped over to the referee. “Did you even tell her?” he screamed at the referee. The referee claimed that he did but apparently she ignored the request. Chaney told the referee that he was disappointed in him and that they would talk later.

The Comedian approached Alex like an angry Godzilla-type creature and as he reached down to pull her off of the canvas, Alex pulled him down into a tight cradle! Chaney tried to worm his way out but Alex had his shoulders on the canvas.

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..2!

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The weight advantage worked in Chaney’s favour and he was able to kick out. He quickly got back up to his feet and brought a hard stomp down onto Alex’s midsection. Chaney peeled her off of the mat and sent her into the ropes. On her return, Alex slid through Chaney’s legs, hopped up and brought him down with a Broken Wings backstabber! Alex went to cover but Chaney rolled onto his stomach.

MEARS: Upset of the year!

PETRIE: Count it ref!

Alex applied a front chancery on the former Intrepid Champion and tried to lift him up off of the canvas but he was far too heavy. Chaney wasn’t going anywhere that he didn’t want to. The Comedian shoved Alex back into the ropes but she used the momentum to propel herself backward toward him and smoked him right in the eye with FALCON PUNCH (Superman Punch)! Chaney fell backward and caught himself on the middle rope.

Lady Limitless had the love of the crowd and she tried to go to work on Chaney. She reached down to grab him but Chaney grabbed her waistband and yanked her through the ropes to the outside. Alex landed with a thud and the fans booed the shit out of Chaney’s continued use of garbage tactics. As the referee leaned over the top rope to check on Alex, Chaney moved over to the corner.

MEARS: What the heck is Chaney doing now?

PETRIE: I mean it looks like he’s inspecting the turnbuckle pad.

Andrews pulled herself off the floor using the apron as Chaney started undoing the top turnbuckle pad in the corner. Chaney tossed the pad into the front row and moved to engage Andrews. She was up on the apron and when Chaney tried to pull her into the ring the hard way, Alex blasted him with a forearm shot. Chaney staggered back and Andrews slingshotted herself into the ring and took The Comedian down with a spear!

MEARS: What a spear from Lady Limitless!

Lady Limitless was shaking Warrior-style and the fans were loving it. Chaney started to get to his feet and Andrews had him measured. Andrews rushed Chaney looking for a leaping knee strike but Chaney shoved the referee just before impact and then caught Andrews with a flapjack and dropped her face first onto the exposed turnbuckle!

Chaney quickly moved Andrews away from the exposed buckle and planted her with The Set-Up (Short Arm Clothesline). The referee warned Chaney about putting his hands on him but Chaney just laughed. Chaney lifted Andrews up in an electric chair and dropped her with The Punchline (Omega Driver). Chaney hooked her leg and the referee made his count.

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CRYBABY: Here is your winner, “The Comedian” Allen Chaney!

“Shimmy Shimmy Ya” kicked up and Chaney got his hand raised. Chaney made sure to move so that the referee had his back to the exposed turnbuckle. Chaney was quick to leave the ring, before his crime was discovered.

The lights in the arena went black and stayed out for a good ten seconds until "Faith" by Ghost began playing. The gold lights started flashing to the beat of the song as smoke began rising up from the ramp. As the first verse began, Matt Shields stepped out and looked at the crowd. Shields pointed the kendo stick down at the ring as several large bursts of fire shot up on either side of him.

Shields pushed off his jacket revealing the OATH World Title belt around his waist. He stalked his way down to the ring, swinging his kendo stick in the direction of some fans before he hopped up on to the apron, wiped his feet and stepped inside. The lights slowly came back up as he unzipped his mask and demanded a mic, everyone booing him which seemed to make him happy. He snatched the mic away from the ringside attendant and started laughing as he walked up to the ropes and directed a few pelvic thrusts in the direction of the crowd.

SHIELDS: Oh yea, that’s it people. Let me feel that hatred. Let me feel that anger. Let me feel it all you moose fuckers. It gets me fucking excited. Almost as excited as I felt when I took Leah Aguero and planted her with the Hellhound’s Bite, right before I pinned her to finally rescue Blanche.

He looked down towards the title and nodded as he smiled and seemed genuinely happy. He suddenly looked up and all the happiness was gone.

SHIELDS: That’s the fucking problem though. As much as Leah Aguero needed to pay for keeping us apart, as much as she needed to suffer for burning my goddamn face, as much as I wanted to break her fucking neck, she wasn’t the one holding Blanche hostage. I should have ignored her and went right at Reo. Forced my fucking rematch and rescued her. That was always the plan. I deviated and then somehow, some strange fucking way, a man who is my lesser in every way, a man that has already been proven to be beneath me, he took her away from Reo.

A beat.

SHIELDS: He did not save her though. He simply transferred her from one hell to another and that’s why I had to beat him. That’s why I have to beat him. I can’t just beat him though. I have to destroy Locke Helms. I’m certain he has a rematch clause and has already chosen a time to take it, but Locke, I have a little offer for you. See to make things right with Blanche, I am going to have to make you bleed, suffer and probably wish for death. You say you’re not a man that scares easily, so I have searched the depths of my demented mind, and I think I have something that will make you know fear. But why would you just accept? Don’t worry, I don’t expect you to. In fact I thought I would make this fun. You Locke, get to choose any member, hell any members of The Hell Realm for me to face next week. I win, I choose the stipulation for the match. They win, you get to choose the stipulation for our match. You can pick anything you want. You can make up something completely new if you want. You don’t have to answer now. You don’t even have to tell me. Just go tell the boss and I’ll see who when next week's matches are announced.

Shields dropped the mic, cracked his neck and started to leave when suddenly the lights in The Citadel cut out and when they came back up, Astaroth was in the ring in front of Shields, mocking him. Suddenly Shields got blasted hard from behind by Locke Helms with a very stiff steel chair shot, the look on the face of the "Chairman of Chaos" was one of total and complete calm, almost like this was a walk in the park for the former world champion

PETRIE: The former champion attacking Matt Shields again proving that he ain’t nothin’ but a sore losing bitch.

Astaroth then started to go for the World Title but Locke snapped his fingers which caught the masked man's attention. Locke motioned outside of the ring and Astaroth did just that, fetching a mic before returning to Locke with it. Locke delivered yet another chair shot hard to the back of Shields before he very calmly unfolded the chair and set it down next to the prone body of the new champion

HELMS: Matthew, just how fucking stupid are you? You didn’t expect me to come and pay you back for what happened at Last Resort my dear boy? I do have to admire your dedication to trying to destroy me but I have just one very solid question for you, and I want you to think really good and hard on this one, but how many people have said or made that very statement and how many people have actually gotten the job done?

Helms made a display of holding the mic down to get Shields' response only to pull the mic back without one.

HELMS: That's right, quite a few people and yet I'm still here. Some like FM Young ran the fuck away from this promotion when they realized that they couldn't get the job done and you, you're not the one who'll get the job done either, boy, because you're not even half the fucking man that Leah is. When I looked into her eyes, I saw the raw and pure unadulterated RAGE that could've gotten the job done but instead...you cost me both of her fucking arms, childe. So I accept your challenge but I'm upping the ante because next week here on Conviction we're going to make this a handicapped match with myself and Astaroth against little...old...you. So do me a favor and don't disappoint me again!

At that point Locke tossed the mic to Astaroth before picking up the chair and calmly folded it back up before his face, which has remained in a calm state this entire time. His face suddenly twitched and Locke started to slam the chair across the back of Shields several times before he held it up to reveal that the heavily dented seat of it was covered in thumbtacks. The two Hell Realm members left the carnage in the ring.

The scene opened like it had only a couple times before, with Kasey Kash standing alone in a darkened room, behind him hung a Murk Squad banner, but he didn’t have any member of the Murk Squad with him, only himself.

KASH: I get a bunch of people asking me now, “Kasey! What’s with the change of attitude? Kasey! Are you finally seeing that you’re on the wrong side of the tracks? Kasey! Are we finally seeing a side of you we haven’t seen in forever?”

Kasey just took a second and smiled.

KASH: Short answer? No. Long answer, you can all suck my dick. I hate everyone. What I did after my match with El D was showing respect to someone who earned it, same as Liz Karlson. I still hate everyone that isn’t part of my family. What I did was show them the respect they earned and deserved. Everyone else tho? They can take a long walk off a short cliff.

Kasey chuckled, clearly amused with himself.

KASH: I’m still the baddest motherfucker to step foot in this fucking company. My Livewire title reign will go down in the history books because I am the first and, so far, only champion to make it to 5 defences and it took nearly killing me to get that belt off me. Imagine how it will be now that I don’t have a belt around my waist, and I STILL put on fucking bloodbaths like that. I’ll be the most dangerous motherfucker in this company, ain’t nobody taking that away from me. Now... now I got a match with Kallie Reznik on this show. Me and Kallie, we’ve faced off before, with her getting the W. This time... this time it’ll end differently. This time I will walk out with this win… I cannot fail now. Not after failing twice in a row.

Kasey looked up into the camera.

KASH: The locker room is being put on notice with this match… that Kasey Fucking Kash ain’t a flash in the pan, I ain’t just a guy that loses one match and starts on a downward fucking spiral. I ain’t like the rest of the motherfuckers in the back. I’m here for the long run. This show is going to be my fucking show and it all starts with you, Kallie.

Kasey smirked, holding his arms out wide.

KASH: By ROYAL DECREE… it’s murder by numbers… family by choice… MURK SQUAD FOR LIFE!

Kasey walked out of frame and the feed cut off.

SINGLES MATCH

Kasey Kash vs. Kallie Reznik

The next match saw two former champions going head to head. Kallie Reznik hadn’t seen a singles match in OATH in some time and the buzz throughout the audience was about what the former Tag Team Champion could bring to the table on her own.

Kasey Kash was out first. On his way to the ring a fan leaned over the railing and shouted "AJ Jenkynx was right about your parents"! Even the fans that were jeering Kash kind of gasped at that super insensitive comment. Kash approached the fan and it looked like it was about to go down but members of FORCE Security intervened.

PETRIE: What the fuck is wrong with our fans?

MEARS: They are very passionate but that was a horrible thing to say.

Reznik was out next to a massive response from The Citadel but the Sweet Treats member looked a little less excited than usual. Granted, she got fucked out of the Tag Team Titles a week ago so it was warranted. Reznik entered the ring and the referee called for the opening bell.

Kasey was super aggressive right off the hop. He shot out of his corner toward Kallie and hit her with a leaping forearm smash. Kallie was slammed into the corner from the impact and Kasey brought her to the center of the ring with a quick snap suplex.

PETRIE: This is a must win match for Kasey Kash. He’s had two BIG back to back losses. A loss tonight might send his ass back to Livewire.

MEARS: Not such a bad thing. Livewire is a quality program.

PETRIE: Yeah okay Matty.

The Wolfcub sat right up and Kasey hit the ropes. He came back looking for Going The Distance (Last Shot) but Kallie was able to scramble out of the way. Kallie took refuge in the corner and tried to smack some sense into herself. Kasey just smirked like the complete prick that he is.

The Resident Asshole welcomed Kallie to engage him in the center of the ring. Kallie pulled herself up using the top rope and put on her best mean face. She met Kasey in the center of the ring for a collar and elbow tie up. Kash shoved Kallie down to the mat and then smoked her in the face with a basement dropkick as she sat up.

PETRIE: Jesus! Kallie is just getting worked here tonight. Guess life is tough for a tag team wrestler without a partner.

MEARS: It’s possible that the way that she and Alex lost at Last Resort has really taken its toll on her.

The crowd was bummed. Kallie hadn’t got any offense in yet and it felt like it was only a matter of time until Kasey put her away. The former Livewire Champion marched over to Kallie and pulled her off of the mat. He set her up for a standing Spanish fly but Kallie hit him with a series of elbows to the side of the head to break his grip.

The Wolfcub took off for the ropes but on her return Kasey caught her right in the mouth with a high angle flipping dropkick. Kallie dropped instantly, prone on the mat, and Kasey covered.

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Kallie kicked out at two! Kasey peeled her off of the canvas but Kallie broke free yet again and cracked him in the head with a step up enziguiri. Kasey was rocked and Kallie took off for the ropes. She returned and planted Kash with Elysium (Running Bicycle Kick)! Kasey was floored and Kallie was feeling the momentum.

MEARS: This is the Kallie Reznik we know!

PETRIE: I wonder what the future would hold for her if she got a win tonight. Beating someone the calibre of Kasey Kash would definitely put her in singles title contention.

MEARS: I wonder how Alex would feel about that.

The Resident Asshole pulled himself off of the canvas but Kallie blasted him with a running single leg high knee that had Kasey seeing stars. He staggered to the middle of the ring and Kallie took off for the ropes again! She came back with a Kitaro crusher that sent Kasey’s face hard into the canvas.

The Wolfcub stood and called out to all of her fans in The Citadel. The responded with a big whoop! Kallie let Kasey stand and when he did, Kallie attempted to put him down with Ouroboros (Step-Up Rolling Cross Armbar) but Kasey reversed it mid-sequence and planted Kallie on the back of her neck! Kasey stacked her up in a pinfall attempt.

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Kallie just barely kicked out and The Citadel still had hope for her. Kasey took off for the ropes and came back to hit her with a hard PK to the face. But Kallie just absorbed it. She stood up and smoked him with a forearm, then another, then a third that planted The Resident Asshole.

PETRIE: Kasey is on the verge of losing again!

MEARS: What would that do for his confidence? What would that do to the Murk Squad?

PETRIE: Nothing good.

The fans all got to their feet as Kallie climbed up to the top rope. Kasey was on dream street and started frantically looking around for his opponent. When he finally laid eyes on her it was too late. Kallie came off of the top rope with Asphodel Fields (Dragonrana)! She hooked Kash’s legs and the referee made the count.

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The crowd gasped as Kash just barely kicked out. Kallie pounded the mat in frustration and then grabbed Kasey by the head. Kallie whipped Kash into the ropes but he slipped through and out to the apron. Kallie went to engage him but Kash caught her with a gamengiri! Kallie was sent staggering back to the middle of the ring and Kash flew into the ring, hitting her with the Canberra Collapse (Springboard Cutter)! Kallie was laid the fuck out and Kash covered.

PETRIE: Sweet dreams Kallie Reznik! Get it?

MEARS: Yes Bad Mood. I get it.

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Kallie just barely kicked out and now it was Kasey pounding the mat in anger. He hammered Kallie in the face with some quick forearms and then tried to whip her into the corner. Which he did. Kasey rushed in but Kallie lifted herself up and Kash ran right into her knees!

Kash staggered back to the middle of the ring and Kallie pulled herself up to the top rope. Out of desperation, Kash shoved the referee into the ropes and Kallie lost her footing! Crotched on the top rope, Kallie was in trouble. Kash leaped to the top rope and took her down to the mat in a heap with Crash Landing (Top Rope C4)! Kash made the cover but put both of his feet on the middle rope for added leverage. The referee couldn’t see it!

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CRYBABY: Here is your winner, “The Resident Asshole” Kasey Kash!

"Close Your Eyes (And Count To Fuck)” by Run The Jewels cued up and Kash got his hand raised. The Citadel showered him with boos but he didn’t give a fuck. He stood with his back to Kallie and then “kicked dirt” back in her direction.

MEARS: Oh that’s just disrespectful.

PETRIE: I love it! He gets one over on the ref and Kallie. Then does something like that! Kasey Kash is back.

MEARS: Kallie must be so embarrassed.

Kasey left the ring, celebrating the fact that he was back to his winning ways. Kallie stood up and asked the referee what the hell he was doing. The referee held out his hands, he didn’t have an answer for her. She was devastated, another dirty loss.

It was interview time as we found Kendrick Bingham and Minoru Tanahashi standing by, Tanahashi smiling as he looked down at his recently re-won Tag Team title.

TANAHASHI: Isn’t this a beautiful title belt? It looks really good here on my shoulder, doesn’t it?

Minoru smirked as he glanced up at Kendrick. Kendrick just nodded his head and barely smiled.

KENDRICK: Sure, but speaking of that very attractive title belt, it’s a Tag Team title and I can’t help but notice that your tag team partner isn’t here. Based on recent events and some of the things seen on social media...

TANAHASHI: Stop, stop Kendrick, you are better than that. Look Tiggy had some stuff to take care of. So I said I could handle the interview. I’m the one that likes to talk more anyway. Let’s focus on the wrestling.

KENDRICK: Okay, would you like to talk about the multiple cheap, some would even say dirty, moves that you implemented at Last Resort?

Minoru stopped smiling and just shook his head.

TANAHASHI: Did the referee disqualify me? Hell I don’t even remember getting a warning. You can say it was cheap or dirty if you want. Sweet Treats can be mad about it. I did what I needed to do to help myself and my partner get these beautiful titles back. That’s the past now Kendrick. Tonight there’s brand new challengers.

KENDRICK: Yes Ryan Terror and Adrestia Nyx. Two former champions that no doubt want those belts back as much as yourself and Super Tiger did. Also even more willing to break some rules and fight very dirty. Do you and your partner have a plan?

AUDREY: WILL YOUR PARTNER EVEN SHOW UP?

Minoru shuddered and rolled his eyes, his skin crawling as the voice of Audrey Adams interrupted his interview.

AUDREY: My sources say that Super Tiger isn’t even here tonight. I have heard that she told you to go fuck yourself and you will have to go out there tonight and vacate those newly won titles because your tag team partner, much like all the women in your life, got tired of your bullshit and told you to take a hike.

TIGER: Shut up bitch.

Minoru, Kendrick, Audrey and the camera all turned to see Super Tiger in a black and pink mask with matching gear, her Tag Team title wrapped around her waist.

TIGER: Interview time is over. We have some spooky asses to kick.

Super Tiger looked to Minoru as he smiled and nodded.

MINORU: Damn right we do partner.

TIGER: Yes, now let’s go and get it done. I need to catch a flight for one of the other nineteen companies I work for and you… I am guessing you have some kind of alcohol and a whore or two waiting for you?

Tiger didn’t even let Minoru respond, she just walked towards the ring, making sure to give Audrey a little shoulder tap as she walks past her and the two time Tag Team Champions set off for defense number one.

• MAIN EVENT •

OATH TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP

TAG TEAM MATCH

The Hell Realm vs. Super Kawaii Thunder Liger Squadron ©

The main event was on deck. The Hell Realm made their entrance to an absolute shit response from The Citadel. Neither Adrestia Nyx or Ryan Terror seemed bothered by it. They had survived the Beach Brawl and had their focus set on winning their second Tag Team Championship.

Super Kawaii Thunder Liger Squadron were out next to a massive response from the fans in The Citadel. Super Tiger stomped to the ring, her title hanging around her bandolier style. She didn’t seem interested in the pageantry but Minoru Tanahashi more than made up for it, engaging fans as he walked down the ramp.

MEARS: From what I have heard, there seems to be some personal animosity between the champions.

PETRIE: That’s what you want to see from your Tag Team Champions, them not gettin’ along. Hell Realm are gonna be takin’ the straps tonight.

MEARS: SKTLS are professionals. I see them being able to work together despite any personal issues they may be dealing with.

The referee held up the OATH Tag Team titles and then called for the bell. It was “The Alpha Bitch” Adrestian Nyx facing off against “The Black Lion” Minoru Tanahashi to start. Minoru mockingly gestured for a test of strength and Nyx punched him right in the mouth for it.

Tanahashi tried to fire back with a strike of his own but Nyx peppered him with a series of kicks to each knee and then doubled him over with a spinning solebut to the midsection. Nyx took off for the ropes and hit Minoru in the side of the head with a knee trembler.

PETRIE: Adrestia Nyx is rockin’ and fuckin’ rollin’ here tonight!

MEARS: Winning the Beach Brawl has seemingly emboldened The Hell Realm.

PETRIE: I guess they want to prove that they don’t need Jonathan Cage’s help. They won the titles once without him, they can do it again.

MEARS: That remains to be seen.

The Black Lion got up to a knee and Nyx hit the ropes. She came charging back while screaming like a banshee! She smoked Minoru with a sliding clothesline that put him on his back. Nyx covered.

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Minoru was able to kick out at two and the audience popped just a little. Minoru started to get up to his feet and Nyx rushed him again but Minoru was able to put her down for a moment with a hip toss. Minoru tagged in Super Tiger and then positioned himself behind Nyx.

The Tag Team Champions were poised to sandwich Nyx with a double dropkick, however, when both of them pushed off the mat and attempted the stereo strike, Nyx ducked and the champions hit each other! Nyx tossed Minoru out to the floor and tagged in Terror.

MEARS: A tiny miscommunication from the champions there.

PETRIE: What is going on with these two? They look like shit so far!

MEARS: I wouldn’t say that.

PETRIE: Yeah that’s why I did.

Both members of The Hell Realm put the boots to Super Tiger. Terror applied a front chancery and hauled Tiger off of the mat. He called out to Nyx and they quickly took Tiger over with a double suplex. The Hell Realm both popped up and then came down on Tiger with stereo elbow drops. Terror covered.

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Tiger was able to kick out. Nyx took her place on the apron and Terror circled around the downed Super Tiger, hitting her with strategically placed stomps every few seconds. Terror hauled Tiger up, shot her into the corner and ran in for a clothesline. Tiger slipped through the ropes, out onto the apron at the last possible second and then cracked Terror with a gamengiri.

MEARS: Super Tiger with a big evasion to get SKTLS back into this contest!

PETRIE: Yeah but she and her partner need to work together to retain these titles. Seems like that is going to be the real fuckin’ challenge.

The fans were amped as Super Tiger hopped on either foot on the apron. As soon as Terror staggered into position Tiger shot into the ring with a springboard and caught Terror with a knee strike. Terror got right back up but Tiger hit him with an open palm strike, then a tough round kick to the midsection.

Terror moved over and tagged in Minoru. Minoru called out to his partner for a double team but Tiger just got onto the apron. Minoru looked perplexed and Tiger gestured for him to go about his business. The champions started arguing and Terror was able to tag in Nyx.

MEARS: What are these two thinking? What is going on?

PETRIE: Trouble in paradise! I don’t really know what the issue is between them because Twitter is the devil but it’s really fuckin’ up their flow.

As SKTLS continued to chin wag at one another, Terror came from behind and blasted Minoru in the back of the head with Out Of The Shadows (Superkick)! Terror took Tiger off the apron with a running clothesline and turned his attention back to Minoru.

Nyx and Terror hauled Minoru off of the canvas and whipped him into the ropes. On his return, Terror lifted him up with a flapjack and Nyx caught him with a cutter! The Protocol! Nyx immediately dropped down into a cover and the referee made the count.

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The referee’s hand was coming down for the three count when Tiger flew into the ring with a double stomp to Nyx’s back. Tiger cracked Terror in the side of the head with a roundhouse kick and then helped Minoru up to his feet. The champions started arguing again and the fans were booing. They desperately wanted the champions to get back on track.

MEARS: This is bordering on ridiculous.

PETRIE: It’s kind of funny tbh.

Minoru and Super Tiger continued arguing a bit more and The Hell Realm had regrouped. The challengers nodded at one another and then took off toward the champions. The Hell Realm went for a double clothesline but both Minoru and Super Tiger lowbridged the top rope and The Hell Realm both spilled to the outside.

The champions shared a moment. The arguing had ceased. They looked at one another, then to the outside and the fallen challengers. After a tense few seconds, both members of SKTLS yelled out “Daburu Aete Daibingu!” and flew across the ring, came back and dove to the outside to hit both Nyx and Terror with a stereo tope suicida!

MEARS: The Tag Team Champions are back on the same page!

PETRIE: Well fuck. I was hoping to see an explosion!

MEARS: Explosions are almost always disappointing in wrestling.

Minoru rolled Nyx back into the ring and The Citadel was absolutely pumped to see SKTLS back on the same page. Minoru hoisted Nyx up and brought her crashing down into the mat with Lion's Claw (Emerald Flowsion)! The fans were on their feet as The Black Lion went for a cover.

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The Alpha Bitch was able to kick out and it deflated The Citadel just a touch. Minoru dragged Nyx over to the SKTLS corner and tagged in Tiger. Tiger vaulted over the top rope as Minoru set Nyx up for a DDT. Tiger took her place beside her partner and they attempted a double DDT but Nyx was able to push them both into The Hell Realm’s corner! Terror reached over the top rope and tagged himself in.

MEARS: What strength from Adrestia Nyx!

PETRIE: That was pretty badass.

Terror jumped into the ring and smoked Minoru with a running clothesline, ending SKTLS’ hopes of that double ddt. Tiger went for a running front dropkick on the Toledo native but Terror saw it coming. He caught her in a standing cradle like a small child and then lifted her up into a massive powerbomb that shook the ring!

Nyx and Terror hefted Tiger up off of the matand had her ready for The Protocol (3D). Terror shot her into the ropes but Tiger got a speed boost out of nowhere, shot forward, stepped off of Terror’s shoulder and hit Nyx with a dropkick that had so much force that Nyx was sent through the ropes to the outside!

PETRIE: Holy fuck! Super Tiger with the move of the night!

MEARS: That was extremely impressive.

Super Tiger measured Terror and cracked him in the side of the head with a roundhouse kick. Tiger tagged Minoru back in and then fed Terror to him. Minoru pulled Terror up into a powerbomb position. Tiger climbed to the top rope and called out “Squadron Maneuver Number Seven!” Tiger came off the top rope with a meteora as Tanahashi hit the powerbomb! Minoru stacked Terror up with a matchbook cover.

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Nyx just made it into the ring to break up the fall but Tiger hit her with another shotgun dropkick. Nyx was sent out onto the apron and Tiger vaulted over the top rope and landed on the apron with Nyx. Nyx went for a right hand but Tiger evaded it, popped up, and took Nyx down with a poisonrana on the apron!

PETRIE: Super Tiger is vicious as hell tonight. I am fuckin’ diggin’ it.

MEARS: She is truly making a statement.

Tiger slipped back into the ring and hooked Terror in a tiger suplex position. Minoru hit the ropes and floored him with a Yakuza kick, forcing him backward into the tiger suplex. Tiger released her grip on impact and Minoru made the cover.

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CRYBABY: Here are your winners and STILL OATH Pro Wrestling Tag Team Champions, Minoru Tanahashi & Super Tiger, The Super Kawaii Thunder Liger Squadron!

“Flyers” by Bradio kicked up. Relieved, the champions held the titles up, nodded to each other and shook hands. Super Tiger left the ring immediately after while Minoru stayed between the ropes to celebrate.

MEARS: Well look who is here.

PETRIE: Yeah! Come help them kick some ass!

Adrestia Nyx and Ryan Terror regrouped on the outside when Jonathan Cage walked down the ramp. The fans started booing and that got Minoru’s attention. Cage reached the bottom of the ramp and started to console his daughter.

PETRIE: This is decidedly less cool that a beat down.

As Cage and Nyx embraced, Cage’s eyes met Terror’s. Nyx stepped aside and the two men were face to face. Cage stepped aside and gestured for all of them to leave together. Terror dropped his head and abided. The trio walked up the ramp. It appeared that The Hell Realm had gained a new member.

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Results: • Jason Long def. Nicky Crawford

• Static Age def. Social Elite • Allen Chaney def. Alex Andrews

• Kasey Kash def. Kallie Reznik

• SKTLS def. Hell Realm; Still Tag Team Champions