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Breaking It Down! By Bridget Virginia
Hey everyone, this is Bridget Virginia giving you guys the breakdown of an amazing and top-notch quality of another installment of Friday Night Conquest of Extrimus Immortalis Wrestling (EIW). And if you missed it on ESPN and yet don’t have The N!tro Channel, don’t fret cause this blond dynamite is here to make you feel like as if you were there. If you ever miss an EIW event, one of their live broadcasts, or even an iPPV, don’t fret cause I’ll always be there to report to you awesome fans. Together we’re going to make Extrimus Immortalis Wrestling a company beloved by everyone across the globe.
But let’s focus on the present, shall we? What a night it was folks! Not only did we witness a few debuts here and there, but a match that left us wanting more between two highly gifted Amazons. Paige Matthews and Ashley Williams certainly did not disappoint in an only females main event match. The first in EIW history. We found out which teams would enter the scramble match for the Legionnaire Tag Titles. We heard from Danny Hall, Jeremiah Kelsey, Ares, and a few others.
But we’ll get to all of that shortly. For now, sit back and relax as I breakdown Winter of Discontent for you all!
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Spoiler: click to toggle • A Step Towards Greatness •
“David versus Goliath is upon us,” a voice said as the camera turned on to the backstage area. Jeremiah Kelsey took a step in frame without acknowledging the camera.
Jeremiah: Tonight, on this ippv for EIW, I, Jeremiah Kelsey, take a huge step towards greatness as I go up against a powerful man. A man who, with the help of his family, has laid waste to many of those here in this company. Sentinel, you may be as big and bad as you think you are, but that doesn’t change the fact.
Jeremiah turned towards the camera with intensity in his eyes.
Jeremiah: You have never faced anyone as driven as me. When I signed with this company, I had one goal. One idea in mind. And that was to finally reach that brass ring, and take what has been denied me for all this time, a championship. At Warzone, I get to compete against two of EIW’s best, Ares and the EIW World Heavyweight Champion Brien Storm. But before then, I get the privilege of going against you at Winter of Discomfort. You are not someone I am going to take lightly. As you are a massive threat to anyone who steps foot in that ring with you. However, that doesn’t mean that you are going to get an easy match out of me. You see, I’m not the type of guy who is just going to run scared because there is a bigger man standing in front of me. I’m not like a lot of the smaller guys here in the back that think they have to fight in a certain weight limit. Big or small, fast or strong, no matter the quality of my opponent, I will bring everything I have to the match.
Jeremiah leaned against the wall behind him. As he thought back to the events that have transpired so far in EIW, he assures himself that he will be ready for anything. He chuckled a bit before folding his arms against his chest.
Jeremiah: You know, you guys have done some serious work since arriving. You took out the championship contenders after their ladder match at the last ppv. You have shown dominance and strength inside the ring as a unit. I know that the rest of Unforgiven may be out there for our match. Now, I don’t picture you the type to use your team as a way to win, but that doesn’t mean I should not be watching them at all times. At any point, you all could easily do something that would cost me the match. And after the carnage you have left in the ring, I’m not ruling out anything at this point.
Jeremiah looked away from the camera.
Jeremiah: Now I have two other people I need to keep my eyes out for. And that’s Brien and Ares. Now Brien seems like the decent enough champion where he wouldn’t do anything too devilish. Now Ares on the other hand, I have witnessed first hand what he has done. Addison beat you Ares, cleanly in that ring. And yet you still decided to attack her. That takes serious balls to do that. Balls was something I didn’t think you had. I honestly thought you were just all talk, but you have proven to me that you are so much more than that. To me, you are a coward. You attack people from behind, instead of facing them like a man. So I can’t wait till Warzone. Where I prove to you, Brien and everyone else what type of man I am when I come the next World Heavyweight Champion!
Jeremiah pushed himself off the wall and walked off frame to go get ready for his match against Sentinel later in the evening.
MATCH 1

• The Breakdown •
- Excellent tag team match between two gifted pairs, making their EIW debuts together. Each was doing their absolute best to make their case loud and clear. The EIW Legionnaire Tag Team Championships were theirs for the taking. As both Amazons, Addison Rayne and Minnie, were making their way down the ramp to the ring, both Julio Montoya and Matias took to the ropes and caught their opponents off guard with a dual suicide dive. The official scurried out of the ring, trying to gain order in the match as the ruthless thugs continued to beat down on their opponents. The fans chanted “You Suck!” as loud as they possibly could, watching in ire as Addison Rayne was sent careening shoulder first into the steel steps. The crowd couldn’t bear the sight of the sweetest and adorable person on the planet getting beaten on by two thugs. Addison tried to shield herself from their lethal shots to her head and abdomen, only able to protect herself from a few of their blows. Feeling Rayne wouldn’t be a problem for them, the duo of Guerrero Asesino was still hungry to inflict more punishment. Julio and Matias weren’t done by a long shot, turning their focus and energy on The Scarlet Letter.
- In the ring, the street thugs pummeled on Minnie without any kind of remorse. Miss Morris was doing all she could to withstand the ravaging assault at the hands of her opponents. It wasn’t easy, having to maneuver out of Matias’ reach while at the same time trying to keep up with Julio’s quickness. The fans were starting to believe that Minni e was actually going to come out of this on top, knocking the wind out of Julio with a swift forearm to the Adam’s apple and briefly turning Matias’ right knee into jelly with a sharp shot in the form of a sidekick. Minnie definitely seemed she had this in the bag, using every tool implanted in her by Hall of Famer John Morris. However, her moment quickly fizzled away. Soon enough Minnie found herself on the canvas, being prepped for Guerrero Asesino’s tag team finisher. Before things could get ugly for The Scarlet Letter, Matias was leveled with an impressive Rayne Storm (spinning heel kick). Julio seemed ready to avenge his fallen comrade when all of a sudden he soared over the top rope after missing connecting with a lariat on Addison. Even though Minsane in the Membrayne seemed exhausted, beaten, and battered, they were happily inviting Julio to return to the ring. With Matias still feeling the side effects of Addison’s perfectly timed kick, Julio knew when it was time to retreat. Live to fight another day. Even though the match never started, these two teams certainly let us know that their sights are set on becoming the company's inaugural tag champs.
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Spoiler: click to toggle • We All Want to Be Kings •
“I’m back.”
And just with those 6 letters the whole world knew that the man who made a big impact in such a short time in the States was finally stepping back in between those ropes. The injury has healed, the recovery has been a little longer than expected but they always say, good things come to those who wait and boy had Harvey LUX been waiting.
The stage had been set, Friday, Harvey LUX enters a new promotion in EIW and with that new hopes, new challenges and new titles to win. He may have gained a pretty big following since coming to America but EIW aren’t giving him any special privileges and despite the high praise from the GM on twitter, LUX, has been positioned first on the card; normally that is a spot from rookies and novices and to be honest, Harvey, is still a little green in the grand scheme of things and being put on first doesn’t bother him in the slightest as a win is a win whether it’s at the start of the show or the closing match.
He knew his opponent, he also knew his plan of attack, all he needed to do was implement it and make sure he is 100% come Friday night. Carlos Cruz, a good friend of Harvey’s has kept in regular contact with him since his injury and has even given him advice with what to do with his “spare” time; this had helped Harvey out a lot and Harvey really appreciated having a vet in his corner giving him advice that takes years to learn. The very fact that Carlos takes time out of his own busy schedule to guide and advise the hopeful future champ means he must see something in him, Carlos must notice a spark, a drive, a will to succeed. Harvey has sworn to never let him down and to take every opportunity presented to him with both hands and make him proud he took a chance on him.
Harvey: EIW is just like a jungle, and there can only be one king or queen for that matter but as I’m going to talk about myself, I’ll say king.
Harvey winks towards the camera.
Harvey: The title of King. It signifies power and undeniable strength just like a lion, hence king of the jungle. They kill zebras, buffalo and even crocodiles, whatever that presents itself before them, they fear nothing, gaining notable enemies along their path.
Harvey seems serious, despite the joke at the beginning.
Harvey: The jungle which I am using to represent EIW presents itself like a cage, the animals within in it (that’ll be you guys) are vicious or want to appear that way. There is no way out of the jungle once you get lost in it, the only thing you can see is the stars through the trees, which I assume is why we all say we want to get to the top.
Harvey pauses for a moment before taking his next breath and then begins to speak.
Harvey: Even the lion, the King of the whole jungle finds himself lost sometimes, even he feels the pressures of the jungle and every now and then a new beast, a new potential king, a prince let’s say, feels he can capture the top spot and become king. Sometimes it pays off and sometimes the prince gets chewed up and thrown to the bottom of the pile. But in the jungle you need to take those kind of chances. Do I feel like I’m a king? I’m not sure, I’m not even sure if I’m a lion or just a mere zebra, grazing waiting for that king to come and chew me up to cement his place as king.
Lux takes another moment to gather his thoughts, his eyes glaze and stare into nothingness.
Harvey: I, the lion, or I the zebra! That is a question I have yet to find an answer. Now Lions aren’t the only ones you need to watch out for, there are a series of other things you need to watch. Snakes for example, Snakes blend in to the background and then out of nowhere they strike and either squeeze the life out of you, or they inject a poison and wait patiently for you to drop, only for them to devour your paralyzed but still breathing body. The jungle is no joke!
Harvey finds a seat and sits down. His face deep in thought, his eyes trying to analyse everything.
Harvey: I’m not sure what I am, lion, zebra, snake? I’d like to think lion and would hate to think snake but I guess time will only tell on that one. I am looking to reach that top spot though and I will do everything necessary to do so. Now I’m not saying I’ll go all Viva la raza with the lying, cheating and stealing but I will make sure I put anyone who stands in front of me away, either by pin fall or submission, I will walk away with that victory and if I get enough or catch enough eyes then maybe I can be classed as the king, who knows?
Harvey looks at the watch on his wrist and closes his eyes for a couple of seconds.
Harvey: I’m late enough as it is and I’m guessing you guys don’t want me to keep rambling on about lions and jungles and whatever…..So, I can’t let distractions stop me from doing what I want to do. Sure I’ll still flirt on twitter, even if they are currently married or in a relationship (winks and sticks out his tongue), I’m still going to be at events with the fans making bad jokes and eating as much food as I can. But know that I’m going to be watching all of you wrestlers that could potentially be in my way to the top, I will be figuring out who is a snake, a zebra, a lion or whatever else and I can bet my career that I’ll make it to the top one day.”
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Confirmed Teams for the Legionnaire Tag Titles Match: -Minsane in the Membrayne (Addison Rayne & Minnie) -The Unforgiven (Zachariah Blood & Lady Rayne) -The Idol-Maniacs (Cody & Sean) -Kip Young & Avian -Guerrero Asesino (Julio Montoya & Matias)
MATCH 2

• The Breakdown •
- Not wasting any time, right after their entrances concluded it was straight to work. Eddy Poe and Justin Jones each had something to prove to one another, and neither one wanted to look bad on their debut. These two weren’t holding a single thing back, throwing haymakers at one another disregarding the official’s orders to open their fists up. This match wasn’t slowing down a single bit, Eddy wowing the passionate with his wide array of martial arts skills, Justin not able to truly keep up with him. When Double J attempted to slam his opponent down on the canvas with a spinebuster, Eddy caught him with an impressive palm-heel strike that did a number on the double Hall of Famer. Needing to keep the pressure on his wobbly opponent, Poe dug further down into his bag of tricks and unloaded a ferocious series of unforgiving front elbow strikes. Each shot that connected to the head of Justin, Eddy was able to push him further and further back to the ropes behind them. The Filthy Angel was making sure that after tonight Justin had him nailed to his head, his dreams, and when he stared himself in the mirror.
- In the middle of the intense bout, Poe seemed ready to end it when Double J retreated to a nearby corner requesting for a time out. The official walked over to him demanding that Poe hold his horses, noticing Jones in a great deal of pain. While the official was preoccupied with a supposedly hurting Justin, Eddy’s attention was quickly grabbed by a shrieking Traci. The wife of Justin Jones. Eddy was trying to figure out what she was doing out here, getting a headache as she screamed at him from the apron pointing at him with hatred burning in her eyes. Within minutes, Justin pounced on his distracted opponent like a wild animal tearing him from limb to limb. Jones wasn’t having any of it from the fans, throwing obscene signs at them briefly taking a pause from punishing The Filthy Angel. Being a 10x World Champion means you’ve seen and done it all. And Justin was proving that tonight. Using the five count to his advantage in the corner, on the ropes, utilizing the ten count to perfection outside as well, Justin Jones wasn’t going to let up on his opponent. Mister Two-time Hall of Famer gave his personal cheerleader a peck on the lips, later rolling his opponent back in the ring quickly going for the pin attempt.
- When Poe had kicked out, Justin immediately attempted to lock in his patent sharpshooter. He had inflicted plenty of damage on Eddy, smelling victory within his reach. Before Justin could completely cinch in the submission move, Eddy quickly got to the ropes forcing the break. When Justin tried to lock it in again, his jaw was met with a sick strike to his chin. The move staggered his world renown opponent, allowing Eddy to gain some space in between them both. Licking his bloody bottom lip, Eddy measured his disoriented opponent looking to land his own patent move. The Filthy Halo (Step Up Heel Kick). Before The Filthy Angel could lift a single toe, Traci quickly latched onto his right leg not allowing him to go any further. While Poe was trying to free himself from his Traci’s clutches, Justin regained his composure and blindsided him with a sickening forearm to the back of the neck. Stepping back so her husband could finish his opponent off, Traci cheered Justin on like a maniac as he set Poe up for the Jones’s Effect (Pedigree). And in three seconds, Justin Jones had obtained his first victory in EIW.
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Spoiler: click to toggle • HE’S HEREEEE •
Justin Jones has just won and grabs a microphone.
Justin: What you just saw is the reason why I deserve the big bucks. I am a multiple time World Champion and a two time Hall of Famer. It's just a matter of time before I am on top of this company as your Champion, but more importantly the man with the biggest contract. Nobody in the back is on my level. No one in this arena is on my level. And no one in this company is on my level and definitely not worth the big bucks like I am.
Music hits and the fans go crazy as Justin Jones looks confused. Who could it be? Oh my God it is GCW's Vincent Sinclair and he has a microphone in his hand.
Justin: Who the hell are you? And you have a lot of balls to interfere me while I was talking!!!
The crowd is chanting Vincent......
Vincent: Well as you can hear, my name is Vincent. Vincent Sinclair to be exact. And I am out here to shut you up because as I was meeting everyone backstage, I happened to look at the ratings board and well.... The second you opened your mouth the ratings started dropping. People around the world are tuning out just to not have to listen to you anymore. Women are losing their appetite. Men are refilling their snacks and grabbing more beers just to try and numb your voice. Kids are changing channels to other shows and not even good ones. The honest fact is that people don't want to hear the stupid shit that is spewing from your mouth. Infact since I have came out here the ratings have already started going up.
The ratings appear on the titantron and are in fact rising as Vincent Sinclair speaks....
Vincent: You seem to be all about the money. Well Justin, my name is synonymous with money. I am one of two wrestling billionaires. Money isn't everything like you seem to think. You can be rich, but if you are untalented like yourself then money is useless.
Justin: You think I am untalented? Then bring your ass down to this ring and find out first hand at why I deserve the big bucks.
Vincent smirks as he looks at the fans and they chant, “Do it, do it, do it.....”
Vincent: I thought you would never ask!!!
Vincent drops the microphone and heads to the ring. But before the two mastodons in professional wrestling could duke it out, security quickly came out to block them off from one another. This certainly didn’t please the jam packed crowd as Justin and Vincent started flapping their gums, doing their absolute best to reach one another with security not making it easy on them.
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Spoiler: click to toggle The Reason Why:
Danny Hall appears on the tron.
Danny: Why? Why, why did I show up last week to not really say anything? I wanted my shear presence make Mr.Knox pee his pants, he knows I don't want HIS show...he treated me like I was a tasteless fool and I walked out, then he tried to replace me with all of these new people, I was done with EIW, but then I got a call while I was in Japan...from a guy named Ramon Advincola Sr. he told me he wanted me and handed me all of this money, and I said that I would take it but I wanted something more...MY world title....and I will get it.
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Spoiler: click to toggle MATCH 3 As Jeremiah sat waiting for Sentinel's entrance, the sound of "Villain" by Wild Fire hit the speakers. The fans immediately let out their disdain for the Half-Orc as his dark scowl walked onto the stage. Ares had replaced his ring gear with a pair of jeans, an, ironically, white "The White Stripes" t-shirt, and a sleeveless white fur jacket matching the one he'd usually wear out to the ring. The young athlete held his arms out wide on the top of the stage, and one of those hands held a microphone. As Ares soaked in the disdain from the crowd, using both of his hands to flip them off for good measure, he brought the mic back to him. With the slowest of slow-claps he could muster The One-Man Cruise Missile took the disdain the fans had given him and thrown it right at Addison Rayne. Ares: How beautiful. Addison, Jeremiah, you two bring a tear to my eye. That was absolutely beautiful. I've never seen someone be able to spew so much horse-shit without breaking character even once. You're so fake it's sickening. You see Addison, you beat me last week. That was my first outing in EIW and it definitely didn't go as planned. Brien got involved in my match, your pitiful excuse for a boyfriend got involved in my match. What can I say except that "you owe me"? You owe me for getting your boyfriend another undeserved title match. You owe me for getting you any sort of victory here in EIW. This company owes me for signing here when all I have dealt with since day one is bullshit like this. Ramon gives your worthless little boy-toy a match, and I'm forced to share a ring with not just one, but two of the absolute worst wrestlers this company as to offer. First I have to share a ring with Addison, and now, during my title match, I'll have to share a ring with you, Jeremiah. So, you may be asking, why am I out here?
To take what you owe me.
I have fought and clawed for so long to get what I deserve and yet, people like you Jeremiah, you're given an opportunity, for what? Because your poor little girlfriend almost got the shit kicked out of her? Really? That's deserving of a title match according to this company. Now, I know, I didn't beat your girlfriend, in fact, she pinned me. Meaning that worthless little thing in the ring actually has more claim to that title match then you do. Now me, you may be asking, why do I get the title match? Well, it's because I'm money. This company realizes that. I'm the best thing it's got going on right now and there's nothing someone like you, or someone like Addison, or someone like Brien, or Ramon, or Carter, or any of those balding, overweight, middle-aged reprobates in the crowd living their childhood dreams vicariously through whatever hot-shit crackpot act walks through the curtain thinking they can have a chance against... Sorry.
I got off topic there, didn't I?
The point is, there's nothing you can do to stop me. Nothing anyone can do to stop me. The headbutt parade is a loud and proud movement that isn't gonna be curtailed by the likes of a worthless little waste of a roster space like Jeremiah fucking Kelsley. Kelsey? Kellsing? I forgot your name already you're that unimportant. You're a nobody. When I'm done with you, here's what's going to happen: you're gonna go backstage, you're gonna get on your knees and cry to your little girlfriend, and she'll cry with you 'Why, oh why would you let that bully beat up on you Jerry?' and then, you'll head back to your home in who-gives-a-fuck city, and you'll live the rest of your life knowing exactly who led to the end of your career. Maybe in 50 years, you'll get to live out some sort of glory day Rocky 5 type bullshit when some loser gives you 'one last match'. But I'll have ended your golden age, I'll end this fairy tale bullshit. Hell, if this is Red Riding Hood, I'm the damn wolf. But there's no hunter coming to save you Red. You're just going to be swallowed whole by the reality that I'm better than you!
And if you wanna prove me wrong, hell, come up here and prove it.Ares drops the mic with a shrug, and then simply sits down, staring daggers at the two athletes in the ring. Jeremiah, on the other hand, had no intentions of letting Ares get away with his statements. The Innovator of Innovation slid out of the ring and stormed up the ramp towards Ares, ready to kill him, but as Jeremiah got close, Ares simply pointed back into the ring. Jeremiah shot back a look at the ring, and what he saw was much worse than a snarky villain on the ramp. All four members of Unforgiven had stormed into the ring and were making quick work on dispatching an unprepared Addison Rayne. The young athlete was just being demolished as Sentinel nearly sent her head off her shoulder with a Dead End Lariat. Jeremiah had to make a quick decision, and he chose to dash back to the ring. And he likely would have gotten there in world record timing, if he hadn't taken his eyes off of Ares. The Half-Orc grabbed Kelsey by the back of the head and dragged him back to the ramp, slamming the back of his head into the steel. Ares was up to his feet and using one of those feet to stomp into Jeremiah with all the force he could muster. These vicious stomps could have easily shattered Kelsey's ribcage had they been the target. Ares finished his stomps and with a lick of his lips began laughing like a madman as he looked at his handy-work. Ares kept smiling as he grabbed Kelsey by the hair and dragged him to his knees. It seemed Kelsey had no idea where he was as he grabbed onto Ares' arms, weakly trying to use them to climb to his feet. Allowing Jeremiah to his feet was the last thing on Ares mind, however, the athlete was much more interested in simply sending Jeremiah back to the mat with a Strong Style Headbutt. The cameras could pick up the sound of the heads colliding, as well as the people in the area close to the two athletes. As Ares let Jeremiah fall limp, the cameras came closer to the Iron Headed One, seeing this skull of metal show a slight crack as a single trail of blood ran down the right side of his face. Ares with one hand grabbed the microphone he had dropped before and with the other, he grabbed one of Kelsey's arms and dragged the nearly lifeless body towards the ring. Ares easily lifted Jeremiah and rolled him into the ring and followed suit. In the ring, Marcus was quick to grab a special present that Unforgiven had brought; handcuffs. Two pairs to be precise. Jeremiah was the unfortunate recipient of their use, both arms being cuffed to an individual rope. He faced the ring, but his body was shoved behind him in such a way that he was forced to bend his back in an uncomfortable position. Ares kneeled in front of him, grabbing him by his hair and placing their foreheads together, growling into his face before smacking him hard, snapping him out of unconsciousness. With that, he was truly invited to look at the hopeless situation he found himself in. The Half-Orc looked back and forth between each member of Unforgiven, his regular scowl disappearing into a weak, uneasy smile. Sentinel walked right up to Ares, looking down at the shorter athlete with a scowl that was sharp enough to cut diamonds. A slight gulp was picked up in camera as the two engaged in this staredown, neither choosing to back away. Sentinel eventually did back up, an eerily happy smile tracing over his mouth as he and the rest of Unforgiven left the ring, leaving Ares to do whatever it was he still had planned. Ares looked at Addison Rayne, the innocent girlfriend of Jeremiah Kelsey, the conduit for whatever anger was coursing through Ares at the moment. Ares knelt next to her and smirked as Jeremiah was revving up a storm, trying as hard as he could to slip free from his restraints. The World's First Cyborg just laughed as he goaded Addison to rise to her hands and knees, only for Ares to slam a knee into the side of her skull. The Madman laughed, he knew he had all the time in the world to do whatever he wanted. Ares looked straight into Jeremiah's eyes as he pulled out his own toy; a switchblade. The crowd collectively groaned at the sight of this implement, and all of them knew what was coming next. As Ares continued to look at Kelsey, he yanked Addison's head up, and dragged the blade across her forehead, leaving a trail of blood behind it. Jeremiah was past the point of screaming in anger at Ares and was now just screaming in support of his girlfriend. Trying to get her to a point where she'd be able to fight back. Ares did let off slightly, putting away his blade, and allowing Addison to bleed, but he wasn't nearly done hurting her yet. Ares stood, his legs on either side of Rayne, making sure both he and Addison were directly facing Kelsey. The Half-Orc grabbed both of Addison's arms, and as he pulled her head and torso off the mat, the puddle of blood, and the stream of blood going down her face. Ares didn't care about her pain, he only wanted to relish in the torment he was putting Jeremiah through. Jeremiah stared into his love, and Ares just held her there, he held her above the ring for ten seconds. Twenty seconds. Thirty seconds. A full minute before placing his boot on the back of Addison's head and stomping it into the mat. All the while the fans began to chant: "You sick fuck! You sick fuck,". What Ares had planned was only beginning, however, he smiled as he looked back into the center of the ring. A rope had lowered to the floor, and Ares smiled as he began to tie that rope around the ankles of Addison Rayne. The fans were confused, unable to predict what Ares was preparing for, but as the rope slowly began to pull back up towards the rafters it became clear. Addison was being hung upside down in the center of the ring. Marcus waited before standing underneath her, lifting one hand, and barely grazing her dangling hair with it. A chuckle escaped him as he held the microphone to his lips, once again sitting himself down with his legs crossed, this time, his white outfit getting drops of blood hitting it from above. The fans began chanting that same sentiment even louder at the twisted athlete in the center of the ring. Ares: This, this is what I'm driven to. This is what I'm forced to do to make sure that everyone in this company knows exactly what I'm capable of. I'm not here to play games with you people, I'm not here be a happy smiling face. I'm not living out a boyhood dream, I'm not enjoying a hobby. This is all I know, fighting to survive. I fight to survive in a company that doesn't respect me. A company that doesn't appreciate me. I'm stuck in this position of knowing exactly what I'm worth and yet you people disrespect me, you insult me, you cheer worthless idiots like Jeremiah and Addison. THIS is what happens to heroes.
That's why I'm not a hero. That's why I'm not a villain. That's why I'm not a warrior. I'm a fighter, I'm a wrestler, I'm an athlete. You people don't appreciate what you have sitting in front of you. I can't tell if it's Addison's blood or my own that's slipping into the corner of my mouth but it proves my point. My point is this, if I'm in the ring with mediocrity if I'm forced to carry the weight of a worthless roster member like the two I'm sharing a ring with, then I can't make this company one worth respecting. Just like the blood mixing makes it impossible to tell if it's worthwhile, or worthless.
I am not here to entertain you, I'm simply here to destroy your "heroes". This company is filled with diverse characters, nationalities, and plenty of employees who will never meet, asides from possibly a passing glance on a walkway. What a purposeless existence, wouldn't you agree? Then why is it, I ask you, that when a man truly fights against this monotonous life, that that man is seen as the bad one? Why are the good people, the dark people, the truly different people who refuse to fall in line seen as such blights on companies payroll? Why is Ares a name that brings with it such clout? Is it because I don't act like a businessman? Is it because I know my worth? Yes. Yes to both accounts. I am seen as a danger to the system because I refuse to work within it.
You have many people who are "different" here in UWE, but no one is truly against the machine. Men like Anthony Xavier who don't carry themselves as a business-savvy wrestler are certainly different, but is he truly against the machine he works in? Of course not. That's why they gave him a title. Yes, I used the word "gave." They gave him a title because no matter how "anti-norm" he creates himself to be, he still tows the company line. He's rebellious, but he's a marketable rebellious. This company can market him as a symbol to the brainwashed masses who they pedal their innocuous messages towards. I, on the other hand, I'm not a marketing scheme. I truly want the world to burn. I truly want this company to burn and I honestly just want to climb to the top of this place so that I can burn it from the inside out. That isn't a message, not a cred, it's a promise. I am going to prove I am the best that EIW has to offer and then I'm going to break your heroes until there's no one left to break. And, who's going to stop me? Jeremiah? You see what I did to him. Addison? Just look up. Brien? Now Brien Storm is the name that this company is optimistic towards, he's a champion, he's a company man, he's a pretty face the girls can swoon over. That's all he is, a pretty face. A nobody.
I'm not impressed by you Brien, you're a nobody, you're nothing to me. You don't come close to my ability in this ring. No one does. No one can even step to my position as the best wrestler on God's green Earth. So what is the company going to do now, what's Ramon going to do now? He's buried his company because he's let the one man who wants to burn it to the ground get exactly what he wants. You made the worst mistake of your life Ramon.
And now, I intend to prove that very fact. Brien Storm, get your ass out here so that I can show all of these people exactly how much of a coward you are!Ares sat in silence, waiting for the music of Brien Storm, or rather, waiting for anything really. The athlete smiled widely as he brought the mic back to his lips. Ares: Oh, wait. You can’t can you? Let’s show all of these people exactly why that is, take it away boys.The feed cuts away from Ares and instead goes into the backstage area. Shouts and loud clatter abound as a rushing cameraman comes around the corner, not ten feet from Gorilla, where Brien Storm is withering under a four-way assault from the Unforgiven. The foursome is relentless, with Talon and Sentinel laying in the boots while Zachariah Blood directs traffic and Lady Rayne takes some pot shots with her black cane. Having had enough of their prey being supine, Sentinel nods at Blood and has the women haul Storm up. Blood snarls something at Storm in French that doesn’t sound friendly at all before backing up a few steps and charging, nailing him with a Sadistic Warlock. The Patron Saint of Suffering looms over the downed champion for a few moments, then storms off toward the entrance ramp as the others join him, dragging Brien Storm along with them. Ares looks up at the stage and lets another sly grin crawl across his face, laughing maniacally once again. The Half-Orc climbs to his feet and drapes his arm over the ropes facing the ramp, laughing as he spoke, sounding like a mixture of The Joker and The Penguin as he pieced together his thoughts. Ares: Isn’t that just perfect? Do you see what happens, Ramon! Do you see what happens when you fuck with me!? This! This is your fault, this is ALL of your faults!As Ares yells “all” he bounces off the ropes and spins, pointing around at the people in the arena. Ares: “Who the hell do you people think you are? You want to doubt me, you want to claim that I’m not good enough to be here? I’m the only one who deserves to be here people. Well, except of course for Unforgiven. I can appreciate these people, they know exactly what they want, and they take it. That’s what you have to do in this career, take what you deserve. Isn’t that right?”Talon and Rayne look supremely satisfied with the wickedly negative reaction they’re getting. Sentinel’s face may as well be made of stone, though. He takes a microphone from the pacing and snarling Zachariah, the madman from the French Quarter looking more than ready to tear into someone else. When the Silent Destroyer speaks, however, the fans quiet down. Sentinel: Exactly. And when the time comes, we…He gestures to the those around him. Sentinel: ... will do just that.His attention re-centers on Ares, a faint smile curling up his pale lips while his gray eyes are locked on the Half-Orc. Sentinel: Remember our agreement, Ares. When you invariably acquire EIW gold in the near future, you owe one of us a title shot. Which one of us that is… well, that can be decided later, just like the where, when and how. You just worry about making the most of the opportunity we have helped to provide. And where it concerns you, Jeremiah?
Now more than ever I know you want to try and rip us apart, and to tell the truth I don’t blame you a bit. I’d want to if it happened to me. Stupid as it is to tell you otherwise, don’t go taking this personal. This is business. Business between ourselves and Ares. The business of securing the future we seek in EIW. But I know you. Rather, I know your type. You want vengeance. You want to return this pain to us somehow, in some way. And if you choose to take that shortsighted road, hey… bring it on. You’ll find us more than willing to stop you into the ground again. And again. And again.
So before you get a bug up your ass about coming for revenge, I want you to consider what happened tonight. Tonight… we had instructions put to us. That’s the only reason you’re conscious and breathing right now. If you come for your pound of flesh, you’re going to get much, much worse. So chalk this up as a learning experience and stay the hell out of our way. That goes for you, your lady and for this paper champion sprawled at our feet and everyone else in this arena. EIW is our yard and you dwell in it at our whim.Dropping the microphone, Sentinel and the rest turn and head to the back as “Feuer Frei” starts to play. Ares slides out of the ring, leaving the ring attendants to clean up the mess he and Unforgiven had left in the ring.
Watch the main event that left us wanting more, in it's entirety:
MAIN EVENT

The two women waste little time getting face-to-face in the middle of the ring, then nose-to-nose. Nathan Crowe is very vocally behind Ashley as some of her trash talk seems to irk Paige, who shoves her in response. Not taking kindly to the gesture, Ashley slaps the taste out of Paige's mouth and the fight is on! But to those expecting some kind of hair-pulling, wardrobe-malfunctioning cat fight, well... prepare to be disappointed and then relieved! The two bombshells smash each other with forearm shots back and forth until Ashley gets in a few unanswered shots, driving Paige back into the turnbuckles. She charges in with a clothesline but Matthews is out of the way quickly, delivering a dropkick to the center of Ashley's back. Crowe yells further support but Matthews keeps the advantage, following up with a backstabber for a near-fall. Ashley still kicks out with tenacity, though, ducking a big haymaker from Matthews and yanking her to the mat by the hair, making a show afterward of picking the loose hairs from between her fingers.
Jamie Lowe: Now that was pretty dirty. I know Ashley's in a bit of a mood after a recent match, but…
Colin Parsley: Worry less about her tactics and more about how Paige is going to respond.
No stranger to fighting dirty, Paige kips up to her feet behind Ashley and when End Game turns around, Paige slaps the ever-lovin' out of her, turning her full around with the force of the blow! That certainly gets under Crowe's skin but ten bucks says that Ashley feels a lot worse about it. Hair-maring Ashley to the mat in a sitting position, Paige throws a few hard kicks to her back, then a basement dropkick to the back of her head! She makes a cover but only gets two, much to Nathan's relief.
Colin Parsley: Told you.
Jamie Lowe: Paige going for Ashley in double-time now, grabbing her by the throat and hurling her into the corner…
Colin Parsley: Nathan is apoplectic on the other side of the ring, there. If I were him, I'd do more managing than complaining.
Paige follows Ashley in with a shoulder thrust to the midsection, then another. A big European uppercut rocks Ashley and Matthews draws her out for more punishment. Breaking out of her opponent's grip, Ashley starts lighting up her chest with chops, leaving Matthews backtracking and clutching her chest in pain. Kicking Paige's knee out from under her, Ashley delivers the It Came From Monmouth County II: The Beast Lives (shining wizard) and very nearly gets a three-count before Paige puts a foot on the bottom rope. Trying to keep her focus, Ashley pulls Paige up and Irish whips her only for the blonde to reverse it, yanking Ashley into a big elbow to the jaw! Reeling, Williams still has the wherewithal to fire back with another trio of chops, both hurting and angering Paige!
Jamie Lowe: This is getting ugly in a hurry, Colin. It's turning into a straight-up slugfest!
Colin Parsley: You seem to be the only one bothered by that! Listen to this crowd!
He's right, though; the crowd's on fire something fierce and with every blow the two women land on one another, the more intense they get! Paige grabs back the advantage and sticks a thumb in the eye of Williams, using that opening to deliver a BIG Deep Six-Nine (spinning belly-to-belly suplex) that comes within a hair of getting her the win! Nathan Crowe, however, is quick to point out how Ashley got a foot on the ropes! Paige warns him off and is nearly victimized by an inside cradle, the count being a long two!
Colin Parsley: Looks like Crowe is doing more than complaining now. Paige almost bought it there for taking her eye off the match.
Jamie Lowe: But she's fired up again!
Paige spears Ashley to the mat after coming out of the cradle, delivering a barrage of right hands to Williams on the mat until the referee's count has her breaking it up! Grabbed by the front of her ring gear, however, gets Matthews sent throat-first into the second rope. When Matthews staggers back, Ashley is right there to deliver the Erase/Rewind (Unprettier) for the one-two-NO! Paige kicks out of the move and leaves Williams clearly frustrated. The fire and fury instilled within her recently has her pulling Matthews up by the hair and screaming into her face to simply give it up! Paige lunges upwards with a headbutt and suddenly Ashley is back on the defensive!
Jamie Lowe: Ashley got rocked with that shot, Colin!
Colin Parsley: Just goes to show that you shouldn't talk too much trash without knowing your opponent is really down and out!
Jamie Lowe: Still, Paige has to press this advantage before Ashley recovers!
Charging, Paige grabs Ashley around the waist and drives her back-first into the turnbuckles. She throws a few more shoulders before hitting a big vertical suplex to bring Williams back down to the mat. Not satisfied with just one, she pops her hips and comes back up for a second vertical. Ashley twists in her grip, landing behind her, but eats a big backhand from Paige that keeps her from taking advantage! It looks as though she might have gotten her lip busted open with that one though it isn't enough to keep her from reacting in time to a roundhouse kick by Paige; she ducks the swing of the blonde's leg and counters with a flatliner! Both women are down for several seconds before getting back up...
Jamie Lowe: Now it's going to be about guts... who wants this more, Colin?
Colin Parsley: The woman who wins, naturally. We won't know till the end who has more of what it takes, Jamie. Right now, they're just too even.
...and going right back to where they started with a big slugfest! Paige delivers another headbutt, this one striking near the bridge of Ashley's nose and causing her to fall back into the ropes. She rebounds, delivering a big jumping knee that has Paige backpedaling with her arms flailing a bit. When Ashley moves in, she tries for another Deep Six-Nine but Ashley punches her way out, one of those shots striking Paige in the eye! Perhaps considering it retribution for Paige's more blatant strike earlier, Ashley smirks and ducks a wild shot from Paige before driving a boot into her midsection and delivering the End Game (Pedigree) for the one-two-three and the big win!
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