Rufus Poochyfud's House

In a dimly lit room filled with opulent furniture, velvet curtains, and a roaring fire in the background. Rufus Poochyfud stood in front of the fire, wearing an immaculately tailored suit with a crimson pocket square. His hair was slicked back, and his smile is unnervingly wide. As he began to speak, his tone was calm and calculated, but it became more frenzied with every word.

Rufus Poochyfud: Ah, New Year Rising... the dawn of a new era. Or should I say, the end of one? You see, War Games isn’t just a match. It’s not just steel and carnage. No, no, no... it’s a stage. A grand theater for the ultimate act of betrayal and dominance. And I, Rufus Poochyfud, will be the one standing tall when the curtain falls!

He stepped closer to the camera, his voice dripping with malice.

Rufus Poochyfud: For too long, FAR TOO LOOOOONG....Havok has been a playground for misfits and renegades—Trevor Mach, the so-called heart of this chaotic mess; Ness, the eternal thorn in my side; Cade Yaggis, that ungrateful little punk; Magus, the so-called sorcerer who can’t see the magic of my vision; and Serge... oh, Serge, you pitiful relic clinging to a faded legacy. You’ve all been running roughshod over my company, my plans, and my destiny. But at New Year Rising, that all ends!

His tone grew sharper, his movements more erratic as he paced back and forth.

Rufus Poochyfud: I will be the lord and master of Havok! Not Trevor Mach, not Ness, not anyone! Do you hear me? I am the ultimate Renegade boss! When the smoke clears and the bodies are broken, Havok will belong to me. And let me make this crystal clear to the rest of you—those who dare to call themselves ‘Renegades.’ You have two choices: fall in line or fall apart!

Poochyfud’s voice rose as his composure began to crack, his eyes wild with fury.

Rufus Poochyfud: Because if you think for one second that I’ll let any of you defy me after War Games, you’re sorely mistaken! I’ll burn Havok to the ground! I’ll salt the earth so nothing can grow! I’ll turn your beloved chaos into ashes, and I’ll rebuild it in my image! You think you’re untouchable, Mach? You think you’re irreplaceable, Ness? HA! No one is irreplaceable, and no one is beyond my reach!

He slammed his fist on a nearby table, sending a glass crashing to the floor. He looked at his now bleeding hand, before looking back to the camera. 

Rufus Poochyfud: When War Games is over, there will be no Trevor Mach to rally the troops. No Ness to play the hero. No Cade Yaggis to carry the fight. No Magus to conjure up miracles. And Serge? You’ll be just another casualty in the path of my ascension! Havok will kneel before me, or Havok will cease to exist. It’s that simple.

He leaned into the camera, his face twisted into a manic grin, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper.

Rufus Poochyfud: I am not a man to be crossed. I am not a man to be defied. I am Rufus Poochyfud, and after New Year Rising, you’ll all address me as what I truly am—the ruler of Havok, the architect of its future, and the one who finally brought order to your precious chaos. Tick-tock, gentlemen. Your time is up! THIS ISN'T JUST WAR GAMES! THIS IS PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE COLLIDING! THIS IS FOR EVERYTHING! THIS IS FOR THE FATE OF IT ALL! THIS IS BLOOD WAR! BLOOD WAR GAMES!!!!

Poochyfud stepped back, spreading his arms wide as the fire roared behind him. He began to laugh—a chilling, unhinged laugh that echoed as the screen faded to black.




Tommy Dukes: Welcome Renegades! We're just days away from New Year Rising! We're just days away from WAR GAMES! However tonight, we're LIVE in Howler's Gymnasium! Your favorite husband and wife team are here to call the action! 

Seto Kaiba: Actually Tommy, I don't even like you as a friend! 

Tommy Dukes: AH! What are YOU doing here? Where is my wife? 

Seto Kaiba: Given the night off. I've been here the whole time. 

Tommy Dukes: Didn't realize I was competing with Apple with peripheral problems. 

Seto Kaiba: Tonight, we'll watch Metal Rush bash the fakers one more time, before we put them away FOR GOOD! Hahahahahaha! 

Tommy Dukes: Seriously, I drove here with you, and didn't even look over to see who it was. Why were you in my car?

Seto Kaiba: I like to let the peasants do my driving for me. 

Tommy Dukes: I see.

Havok: Havok
Howler's Gymnasium, South Town
ENT

1. VBW Championship - Extreme Bushido: Trevor Mach(c) vs. Razorblade
-The opening bout of the night lived up to its "Extreme Bushido" billing, delivering a high-octane, hard-hitting battle between Trevor Mach and Razorblade. From the opening bell, Razorblade tried to assert dominance with stiff kicks to the champion's legs, softening him up for the kill and his chance to finally recapture the VBW Championship. Trevor countered with a flurry of open-hand strikes and a spinning back elbow that sent Razorblade reeling into the corner.

The action spilled outside early, with both competitors utilizing chairs and a barbed-wire bat. Razorblade gained an edge by driving Trevor through a table with a powerslam, drawing gasps from the crowd. Trevor fought back, countering Razorblade’s attempted Powerbomb with a Trevor Triangle Choke that Razorbroke by slamming him onto the steel steps.

Back in the ring, Trevor hit a combination of rolling Hagen suplexes, bridging for a near fall. Razorblade answered with a thunderous buckle bomb followed by a diving elbow drop, but Trevor kicked out at two. The finish came when Razorblade went for another Powerbomb, but Trevor locked in the Trevor Triangle Choke once again. He transitioned to the Machoplata, forcing Razorblade to tap out after a valiant struggle.
Winner: Trevor Mach via Machoplata -> Submission -> Title Defense! 

Seto Kaiba: NO! Razor, come on! 

Tommy Dukes: Trevor Mach tapped out Razorblade! The VBW Championship remains with the Wild Wolf Wrestler! 

Seto Kaiba: Not for long! When he loses at War Games, it's going to be all over for him! We lost the battle, but we'll win the WAR…..GAMES! 

Tommy Dukes: You were excited to use that line weren't you?

Seto Kaiba: Shut up, peasant!

Gamer Girlz Room

Christy came into the dark room with sodas and snacks. 

Christy Angel: Alright Alison, I got some of the snacks, but Lucca beat me to getting the Twinkies and Dr. Pep- HOLY CRAP!

Christy ran over to find Alison Chains laying on the ground, completely green, with her tongue hanging out. 

Christy Angel: NO! PLEASE NO! YOU FINALLY DID IT, DIDN'T YOU!? YOU WENT TOO FAR! DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU! DAMN YO-

Christy pounded Alison on the chest, which suddenly had her take in a deep breath, and shoot up. The green started to disappear. 

Alison Chains: Huh?! What?! Huh?!

Christy Angel: Alison?! YOU'RE ALIVE! 

Alison Chains: Huh? I was dead? 

Christy Angel: Yes! 

Alison Chains: Can you put me back? 

Christy Angel: What? 

Alison Chains: Can you put me back please? Like, can I die again? Can you do that? 

Christy Angel: I don't follow. 

Alison Chains: Just…undo…what you just did. 

Christy Angel: Wait, you WANT to be dead?

Alison Chains: I liked being dead. 

Christy Angel: What?
 
Alison Chains: Believe it or not, it's actually pretty great. Those Threed zombies must be totally happy, cause they're just dead all the time. 

Christy Angel: I don't-

Alison Chains: Heaven's real. 

Christy Angel: WHAT?! 

Alison Chains: Huh?

Christy Angel: Alison, we need to get you to Degrees! He needs to check you out! 

Alison Chains: I want to check him out, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING! AHAHAHA! 

Christy Angel: He's married, and you're seeing Ted! 

Alison Chains: Didn't being dead nullify that? 

Christy Angel: No! 

Alison Chains: Oh. Cool!
 
2. Lady Renegades Singles: Faris Kain vs. Darkness Aoi
-This test between Faris Kain and Darkness Aoi was intense, with both competitors bringing their A-game. Faris was still an unknown element, but she started strong, using her speed to outmaneuver Aoi with arm drags and a beautifully executed springboard crossbody. Aoi responded with brute force, hitting a vicious snap suplex and following up with a series of corner stomps that left Faris gasping for air.

Faris fought back with a spinning back kick and a stunning tornado DDT, nearly securing a pinfall. However, Aoi’s darker side emerged when she introduced a steel chair into the match, slamming it against Faris’s ribs before the referee could intervene. The disqualification didn’t stop Aoi, who continued her assault until Christina Angel, Hope Mach, and Wendy Mustang made the save and pulled her away, leaving Faris clutching her midsection and glaring at Aoi, who threw up a thumbs up to a laughing Heather Mach, who was watching from the stands.
Winner: Faris Kain via DQ 

Tommy Dukes: Faris Kain with the win, but-

Seto Kaiba: PIRACY IS ILLEGAL! If I see you with a pirated Blue Eyes White Dragon, I'm sending you to the SHADOW REALM! 

Tommy Dukes: …Tony Wonder told me about that place. Called it a vortex of pain!

Backstage

Cade stood alone backstage, pacing back and forth before addressing the camera. 

Cade Yaggis: War Games. Man, that’s got a ring to it, doesn’t it? A clash of chaos, carnage, and one very confused corporate weasel named Rufus Poochyfud. Oh yeah, I see you, Rufus. You’re up there in your ivory tower, playing the puppet master, but you’ve been pulling the wrong strings, pal. And come New Year Rising, the Metalbound Brotherhood is going to cut those strings and leave you hanging like last year’s bad resolutions. Now, I know what you’re thinking. ‘Why do they call this guy Trigger?’ Is it because I’ve got the fastest fists in the west? Well, yeah, but that’s not it. Is it because I’m quick to fire up a fight? Sure, but still not it. The real reason they call me ‘Trigger’ is because I’m meant to trigger something bigger, something better. I’m a catalyst, folks. A spark that sets off the explosion of change. And what better place to ignite that fire than War Games? What better time than now? Rufus, you think you’ve got us all figured out. You think you can break us, make us turn on each other, bend Havok to your twisted little will. But here’s the thing—you can’t break what’s already unbreakable. The Renegades, the Brotherhood, we’re forged in fire, baby. We’ve seen it all, we’ve survived it all, and we’ve come out stronger. And at New Year Rising, I’m gonna carry the torch of the Renegades straight into that cage and light up the night! I’m lighting the way to your downfall.




Narrator: Metal Rush, not merely a stable, but a cause that has ripped throughout time. Twenty years of blood, sweat, and tears, and the rush remained. A haunting vision of the past, becoming a weapon in which to control the future. Two warring forces battle over its name and its meaning, and further beyond that, a darkness beyond comprehension, trying to claw to the surface of a new world, upon which it can transcend.

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Poo: Ness might have lost the plot, but I will NOT let this be for nothing! I tossed aside my humanity and my very BIRTHRIGHT to correct a years long mistake!

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Serge: I might just be passing through, but whether I leave a winner or a loser, is going to change everything. Sorry, but a lot of weight is on my shoulders, and I know you don't know me all too well, but I'm going to have to carry it for you. I'll carry that weight, right into War Games. Crono, you have ducked me, but we'll be trapped together in those cages. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.

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Dougie Mach: For years, I've heard about the what ifs in wrestling. What if Ness retook his position as ACE? What if Trevor Mach decided to remain President? Stuff like that. No one EVER asked, what if Dougie Mach refused to let his destiny be taken from him? What if Dougie remembered that he's not a joke? What if Dougie answered the call of the void? What if he embraced the curse? Care to find out?

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Magus: Schala, I'm going to free you from this calamity. I'm going to complete a years long mission to have my sister back, or I'm going to die trying.

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Amigo: We're about to get a little crazy. HAHAHA! You feel that excitement! I'M ALIVE AGAIN! YEAH! HAHAHA! We- …I…am going to tear apart anyone that gets in my way. IT'S WAR! IT'S A BLOOD WAR!

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Ness: *clears throat* For the past, for the present, and for the future. I will make it alright, because that's what heroes do. That's what I grew up wanting to be. The dreams of children…are not something to be tossed aside, but embraced. I remember who I am. I will never forget again.

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Narrator: The steel structure will loom over the rings like a mechanical beast, hungry for destruction. This is War Games. A match that has tested the strongest warriors, broken the weak, and forged legends in blood and steel. But this time, it's different. Because this time... it's Metal Rush versus Metal Rush. The cage becomes a proving ground. Blood stains the mat. Flesh meets steel. Old grudges erupt in a war that can only end with absolute victory or total defeat. And when the dust settles, when the last man stands tall, Havok will finally be whole again... or it will be shattered beyond repair. This is War Games. This is Metal Rush versus Metal Rush. And at New Year Rising, only one side will leave the cage walking. The others? They may never be the same again.

3. Women's World Tag Team Championships: Hope Mach/Rippe Jane vs. Paula/Ayla
-This tag title defense was a showcase of teamwork and resilience. The odd couple champions, Hope Mach and Ripper Jane, started with crisp double-team maneuvers, including a tandem suplex and a double dropkick on Paula. Ripper Jane seemed to be in far more control of herself whenever she was teaming with Hope. Ayla used her power to turn the tide, leveling Hope with a devastating spinebuster. The challengers isolated Hope, targeting her back with frequent tags and a series of slams and submission holds.

Hope managed to break free with a jawbreaker on Paula, tagging in Ripper Jane, who stormed the ring with a flurry of clotheslines and a powerful sit-out powerbomb on Ayla for a near fall. The match reached its climax when Hope dodged a double-team attempt and hit a diving crossbody on Paula outside the ring. Ripper Jane trapped Ayla in a Hell Claw, and forced the incredibly rough and tough cave woman to tap, lest she lose her jaw. 
Winners: Hope Mach/Ripper Jane[o] via Hell Claw on Ayla -> Submission -> Title Defense! 

Backstage

The Lakitu zoomed in on a cozy backstage lounge area. Jammer was lounging on a beanbag chair, Vape was perched awkwardly on the edge of a leather couch, Benjamin was pacing nervously, and Cheerleader Jenny, Christy Angel, and Alison Chains were seated nearby with snacks. The mood was lighthearted, but Benjamin was clearly feeling the weight of the upcoming match.

Jammer: Yo, Benji, chill out, man! You’ve got this! You’re Benjamin, the future World Champion! You’re like a freight train, and that title is just your next stop! Good analogy? I made sure it wasn't a basketball one. 

Benjamin: I don’t know, guys. What if I let everyone down? What if—

Cheerleader Jenny: What if you stop doubting yourself for five seconds and listen! They believe in you, Benji. You’re a champion already; you just need THAT belt to prove it. I said THEY believe in you. I personally, am working on that. Being a cheerleader....is weird. IT'S WEIRD! 

Jammer: I just said try it! It didn't mean you needed to keep doing it! 

Cheerleader Jenny: *blushing* Didn't say I HATED it.

Christy Angel: You’ve put in the work. You’ve got the skill, the heart, and—let’s be real—the abs that scream “World Champion material. 

Cheerleader Jenny: He's in a relationship, and I thought you were simping for Cad-

Christy Angel: HEY! I mean...yeah...but look...abs. 

Vape: Yeah, Benji, I believe in you too. But, hey, what’s everyone’s body count?

The room went silent. Everyone exchanged confused looks.

Vape: Hahaha! Everybody's gotta do it! Everybody's gotta say it! Everybody's gotta do it! Come on! Come on!

Jammer: FINE! FINE! Just shut up! *sigh* Five! 

Cheerleader Jenny: What?! I didn't know that! 

Jammer: I'm sure I've brought it up! 

Vape: Five?! Holy *bleep*! Holy *bleep*! Holy *bleep*! 

Christy Angel: Don't ask me! Don't ask me! Don't ask me! Alison, you were just dead and want to be dead again. Why don't YOU tell them! 

Benjamin: You were just what? 

Alison Chains: That I can remember? At least twenty?

Vape: WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! THAT'S DANGEROUS! THAT'S LIKE SO DANGEROUS! I'm sitting here, holding in all of this guilt, but I've only killed one person. 

Jammer: ...He meant body count as in the action or horror movie sense everybody! 

Christy Angel: Oh good! 

Jammer: Wait, you've killed somebody!? 

Alison Chains: I thought that's what we were talking about. 

Christy Angel: Yikes. My Dad was right. The path to Heaven is narrow, and we're falling off a cliff! 

Cheerleader Jenny: Your Dad is Eagleland's hero too, so we're better listen to everything he says. He's a ONE WOMAN MAN....JAMMER! 

Jammer: What?! I am too! This was before! Ah, this was a sting operation! 

Cheerleader Jenny: Get your hairy ass in the hallway for a stern talking to....NOW!

Jenny bolted out of the room. Jammer sighed and slowly got up. He sulked to the door before turning around. 

Jammer: Every SINGLE one of you, knows that my ass isn't hairy, yet NONE of you spoke up. I will NEVER forget that.

Jammer stormed out, leaving the rest of the group in silence, until...

Benjamin: He's right....we're cowards. This is a wake up call. Gotta find my courage, to take on Boomtown, and become the World Champion. This skit was a good way to show that guys. Thank you for that. 

Vape: Skit?

Christy Angel: YEAH! ABSOLUTELY! We're happy to help! Haha! 

Alison Chains: ...Christy, I lied, I don't think that was Heaven I saw earlier. 

Christy Angel: Y'all need Jesus.

4. 12-Man Tag: Zyro Kurogane/Dragon Shiryu/Takumi Inui/Mav Valentine/Serge/Magus vs. Poo/Hotlanta/Generator/Amigo/Seto Kaiba/Dougie Mach 
-This chaotic tag team match delivered non-stop action, with frequent tags and creative team combinations. The Metalbound Brotherhood teaming with Neo Samurai Ifrit, led to a strong united front against Poochyfud's team. The match started with Mav Valentine trading blows with Hotlanta. Mav used his agility to land a flying forearm and a springboard moonsault for an early two-count. The heels gained control when Generator blindsided Mav with a cheap shot, leading to a prolonged beatdown.

Seto Kaiba and Dougie Mach showcased their teamwork, hitting a devastating double DDT on Takumi Inui. Zyro Kurogane brought the crowd to its feet with a fiery hot tag, taking down all the heels with superkicks and a slingshot plancha. The momentum swung back when Poo and Amigo used power moves to neutralize Dragon Shiryu and Serge.

In the final moments, Magus was setting up for the Dark Matter Drop on Hotlanta when Generator distracted the referee. Amigo capitalized with a low blow, and hit the Hagen Suplex for the pin, securing a hard-fought victory for the Poochyfud team.
Winners: Poo/Hotlanta/Generator/Amigo[o]/Seto Kaiba/Dougie Mach via Hagen Suplex to Magus -> Pin 

Tommy Dukes: And that's a win for Rufus Poochyfud's Metal Rush, and at least Seto Kaiba was busy for- oh no he's coming back. 

Seto Kaiba: Did you see that?! You can just call us Metal Rush as well, because at the end of this, we're going to be the only ones left standing! Hahaha! 

Tommy Dukes: …Great. 

Backstage

Ness was patting the losing team on the back as they made their way to the locker room. 

Lindy Moseby: Hey….hey, we're that Flying Man at? 

Ness: Oh hey, you probably want to hear some words from me eh? I'm still not used to talking but, I'll do my best. We lost that battle, but we're going to win the war. We must. We have to. 

Lindy Moseby: I was just wondering where that chicken fellow was. 

Ness: Y-yeah? 

Lindy Moseby: Yeah. 

Ness: I think…I think he's married. 

Lindy Moseby: Literally do not care. 

Ness: Huh. Well? Uh….I actually don't know. Where DID Flying Man go?

Monster Island

A park ranger with shoulder length black hair stares in shock at the sight in front of him. His name badge simply said "#17".

#17: *on the phone* Sis, I told you I needed a male chicken! 

#18: *on the phone* And I delivered. 

#17: *on the phone* No, you sent me a chicken MAN! 

Flying Man: Hello! Name's Flying Man! 

#17: *on the phone* His name's Flying Man. STOP DROPPING FURRIES ON MY ISLAND! 

Flying Man: …Can I get a ride home? 

5. Singles: Cade Yaggis vs. Crono 
-The night’s standout one-on-one contest saw Cade Yaggis and Crono deliver a thrilling clash of styles. Crono’s precision strikes and technical prowess were on full display as he opened with a series of armdrags and a sharp enzuigiri. Cade countered with raw power, hitting a spinning spinebuster and a pop-up powerbomb for a close two-count.

Crono turned the tide with a neckbreaker and a frog splash, but Cade kicked out at the last second. As Crono attempted a Chrono Trigger, Cade evaded and delivered a massive lariat that turned Crono inside out. The finish came when Cade hit a devastating Cadebreaker, securing the pinfall and sending a message to Rufus Poochyfud and the Metalbound Brotherhood. That the young "Trigger" meant what he said. He was carrying the torch right into War Games. 
Winner: Cade Yaggis via Cadebreaker -> Pin

Tommy Dukes: And that's a win for Cade Yaggis! "Trigger" beat one of Poochyfud's main weapons, and showed that it really CAN go either way at New Year Rising! It doesn't get any more real than this! We'll see you at New Year Rising 2025. It's a new year, but it's the end of an era! 

Parking Lot

Rufus Poochyfud fixed his tie and looked around the lot, as if surveying a kingdom, and smiled to himself as he went into the limo. He sat and prepared to relax, before opening his eyes to see Trevor Mach sitting across from him. 

Rufus Poochyfud: *sigh* This is my property. You're breaking and entering. 

Trevor Mach: That happens a lot in South Town Rufus. You really should keep your doors locked. 

Rufus Poochyfud: They WERE locked. 

Trevor Mach: Oh yeah, I had to get Subbie to crack it open. I was just going to punch through the windshield. 

Rufus Poochyfud: It's bulletproof. 

Trevor Mach: Probably saved me from tearing up my forearm then huh? Haha! 

Rufus Poochyfud: What do you want? 

Trevor Mach: Just to talk. We haven't had a chat in a long time, you and me. Last time we had a REALLY good talk, you were holding my wife against her will as your secretary, and I had to sacrifice a year of my in-ring career just to get rid of you. 

Rufus Poochyfud: And when I left, I just became richer. What did you do? Lose your mind behind the desk. You weren't cut out for what I do. That's why I'm the man to do it. 

Trevor Mach: Who says you have to be a man to do it? I mean, Tali is killing it on the other brand. You've seen that right? They're doing better. They're the A-Show. You let that happen. The thought of you running Havok going forward is making the Renegades sick, and that's not the good heat mind you, it's go away heat, and you've got it to spare. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I'm sure I don't care. I didn't peg you as a feminist, Mach. 

Trevor Mach: Oh, I'm just a biased hypocrite for my wife and daughters. When this is over, things are going to change. They're going to have to, and ya know what? I'm going to have to change. It's time to stop holding onto this anger and pain from our past, and time to look forward. God didn't put me on this Earth to be miserable about my old mistakes. He put me here knowing I'd have some fun making all new ones. I've stopped just talking about wrestling now. I'm talking about the elephant in the room, and by elephant, I mean the Dream Devourer, the one you serve. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I don't serve her OR the Princess. 

Trevor Mach: So it's definitely Schala. 

Rufus Poochufud: She got to Paula, and Paula came to me. That's where my knowledge of your little situation ends, because quite frankly, it was never my problem. I wanted THIS, and they provided me a way back in. I took it. I happily took. I greedily took it. I'd do it again a millions times over, just for a chance to HURT YOU! 

Trevor Mach: I'm known to leave an impression. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I don't know if you're gonna think ill of me Mach, but I enjoy destroying lives. I'll enjoy destroying your life. I don't know what has happened to you since last we fought at that Victory Explosion all those years ago, but I hate what I see behind your eyes. It's different. You're more hungry in a fight, but you're content with life. I hate that. I have an insatiable appetite for life….and I want more. I will get everything I want when you lose at War Games. That's all there is to it. My team will decimate yours. My team-

Trevor Mach: Your team might be strong. They might be deadly. They might know seven different forms of martial arts for all I know, but I KNOW SEVEN DIFFERENT KINDS OF CRAZY! We're going to kick your butt out of this company one more time, but ya know what? When it's all over, I'm going to have three words for you. 

Rufus Poochyfud: And they are?

Trevor Mach: I forgive you. 

Rufus Poochyfud: What?! 

Trevor Mach: What you see behind my eyes. That's bigger than me. That's bigger than you. That's bigger than this. This fight, this struggle between us, it ends in the ring. When it's over, it's over. 

Rufus Poochyfud: What are you trying to pull here? 

Trevor Mach: Proverbs 15:1 A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.

Rufus Poochyfud: You have my anger, my wrath, and my hatred, and I will end you in and out of the ring. 

Trevor Mach: Have a good night Rufus. Enjoy the VIP treatment, just a little bit longer.

Rufus Poochyfud: …I hate that guy….I hate that guy. I HATE THAT GUY! I HATE YOU TREVOR MACH! I HATE YOU! 

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The construction site loomed in the distance, a skeletal structure of steel beams and concrete slabs jutting into the night sky like the bones of some long-dead beast. The air was thick with tension, the kind that clung to the skin and made every breath feel heavier than the last. Trevor Mach hit the scene, his eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. Beside him, Cade Yaggis cracked his knuckles, his expression a mix of determination and unease. Ness was a few steps ahead, his bat resting on his shoulder, his gaze fixed on the distant figure of Schala, who stood silhouetted against the pale glow of the moon. Magus and Serge flanked the group, their weapons drawn, their movements silent and deliberate.

Trevor Mach: We’re running out of time. If she gets away, this whole thing was for nothing.

Cade Yaggis: She’s not getting away. 

Ness: Paula’s still in there. I know it. I just need to get through to her.

Magus: Schala’s not the one you need to worry about. It’s Lavos. He’s using her as a puppet. If we don’t separate them, this ends badly for all of us.

Serge: Then let’s make sure that doesn’t happen. We’ve come too far to lose now.

The group moved forward, their footsteps echoing softly against the cracked pavement. Schala turned to face them, her eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. Her voice, when she spoke, was a chilling blend of her own and something far darker, far more ancient.

Schala: You’re persistent, I’ll give you that. But you’re wasting your time. You can’t save her. You can’t save anyone.

Ness: Paula, if you can hear me, fight it! Don’t let him control you!

Schala: Paula’s gone. She’s a part of me now. Just as I am a part of Lavos.

Cade Yaggis: We’ll see about that.

Before anyone could react, Cade lunged forward, his movements a blur of speed and precision. Schala raised a hand, and a barrier of energy erupted between them, sending Cade sprawling backward. He hit the ground hard, but he was back on his feet in an instant, his eyes blazing with defiance.

Cade Yaggis: Is that all you’ve got?

Schala: You’re amusing, I’ll give you that. But this is pointless. You can’t win.

Trevor: Now see, I don't like being told I can't do something. Makes me want to do it even more.

Trevor rushed towards Schala and Paula, but their combined psychic energy sent him flying backwards. 

Schala: You’ll have to do better than that.

Trevor Mach: *cough cough* Apparently. 

Magus: Then let’s up the ante.

Magus stepped forward, his scythe gleaming in the moonlight. He swung it in a wide arc, sending a wave of dark energy hurtling toward Schala. She countered with a burst of light, the two forces colliding in a blinding explosion that sent shockwaves rippling through the air.

Serge: We need to work together. If we attack her one at a time, she’ll pick us off.

Ness: He’s right. We need a plan.

Cade Yaggis: Plans are overrated. Sometimes you just have to hit things until they stop moving.

Trevor Mach: Cade, I love the way you think!

Before they could regroup, the sound of an engine cut through the night. A sleek black car screeched to a halt nearby, and two figures emerged. Gordon Cole adjusted his hearing aid, his expression unreadable. Beside him, Grimoire stood tall, his foot tapping against the ground as he surveyed the scene.

Gordon Cole: LOOKS LIKE WE'RE JUST IN TIME!

Grimoire: Schala’s power is growing. The Dream Devourer is working on a Plan B. It'll burn through Schala, then Paula, and feed itself into the dreams of every person on this planet. We need to act quickly.

Trevor Mach: Was waiting for you guys. We brought 'em here just like you asked.

Grimoire: Actually, it's like YOU asked.

Trevor Mach: Yeah, I still don't get what you mean by that, but whatever. What’s the plan?

Gordon Cole: YOUR SECRET WEAPON HAS ARRIVED.

As if on cue, Tali Mach was rolled onto the scene in her wheelchair, her presence immediately drawing Schala’s attention. Tali’s eyes met Schala’s, and for a moment, the air seemed to crackle with electricity.

Schala: You...the one I've been waiting for. The one I wish to rejoin with. The perfect vessel. 

Tali Mach: I wouldn't say, I'm perfect, but I'm close.

Schala’s expression faltered, the first crack in her otherwise impenetrable facade. She took a step back, her eyes narrowing as she studied Tali.

Schala: What are you playing at? Why are you here? 

Tali Mach: As someone who has been in your place before, let me just say you’ve been used, Schala. Just like I was. But it doesn’t have to be this way. You can fight it.

Schala: Fight it? You think I haven’t tried? Lavos is too strong. He’s in my mind, in my soul. There’s no escaping him.

Tali Mach: There’s always a way. You just have to want it badly enough.

Schala: Lavos...the Dream Devourer. He wants you Tali....he wants you.

Tali Mach: OH GOOD FOR YOU LAVOS! You think you scare me? You think I haven't thought about a night like this for years?! You want me? I'm right here. Come and get me.

Schala and Paula both fell to the ground, and screamed, as the malvolent force seemed to leave their bodies. The energy hurtled towards Tali, but as Tali spoke, a strange energy began to emanate from her, a dark, pulsating force that seemed to warp the air around her. Schala’s eyes widened in recognition.

Schala: It can’t be.

Tali: It is. Giygas is here. And he’s not happy.

The energy around Tali coalesced into a towering figure, its form shifting and twisting like a living shadow. Giygas’s voice echoed through the night, deep and resonant, yet tinged with an unexpected humanity.

Giygas: Lavos. The Dark Pact is so 2007. Your reign of terror ends here.

Lavos: Giygas… You’re supposed to be gone. Destroyed.

Giygas: I was. But even in death, I found purpose. My children… They gave me something I never had before. Humanity. And with it, the strength to fight.

Lavos: Fight? You think you can defeat me? 

Giygas: I don’t have to defeat you. I just needed you to evict her. Now you can be killed.

As Giygas spoke, the others sprang into action. Ness charged forward, his bat glowing with psychic energy. Magus and Serge flanked him, their weapons at the ready. Trevor and Cade provided cover, their attacks forcing the now physical manifestation of Lavos to divide his attention. Paula still seemed under his control. 

Ness: Paula, if you can hear me, now’s the time! Fight back!

Lavos: You’re wasting your breath!

But even as he spoke, there was a flicker of doubt in his voice, a momentary hesitation that Ness seized upon. He reached out with his mind, his thoughts brushing against Paula’s, searching for the woman he loved beneath the layers of darkness.

Ness: Paula, please. I know you’re in there. Don’t let him win.

For a moment, there was silence. Then, slowly, Paula’s expression began to change. The cold, calculating mask slipped, replaced by something softer, something human.

Paula: Ness… I’m here. I’m still here.

Ness: That’s it. Fight it. You’re stronger than he is.

Paula’s body trembled as the two forces within her warred for control. Lavos’s voice roared in her mind, a cacophony of rage and desperation, but Paula’s will was unyielding. With a final, desperate effort, she pushed back, her voice ringing out clear and strong.

Paula: Get out of my head!

The force of her will sent a shockwave rippling through the air, knocking everyone back. Paula’s form flickered, the dark energy surrounding her dissipating like smoke in the wind. When the dust settled, Paula stood alone, her eyes clear and focused.

Paula: Ness… I’m sorry.

Ness: Don’t be. You did it. You’re free.

Lavos's energy clashed with Giygas's, the two forces losing their physical forms, were now pure energy as they clashed repeatedly. 

Giygas’s form began to waver, the energy sustaining him fading fast. He reached out to Cade in his mind. 

Giygas: My son… The world just wouldn’t be the same without my chaos. But it’s time for me to go. It's time for a world without Lavos...and without Giygas. The Dark Pact is over, once and for all. However, the apple didn't fall too far from the tree. Take this. Use it well.

Before Cade could respond, Giygas reached out, his energy passing through Cade’s chest. A surge of energy flowed into him, filling him with a power he had never known. Giygas’s form dissolved, his final words echoing in the night.

Giygas: The fight isn’t over. But it’s yours now. Make me proud.

As the last traces of Giygas faded, Cade fell to his knees, his body trembling with the weight of his newfound power. The others gathered around him, their expressions a mix of awe and concern.

Trevor Mach: Cade… Are you okay?

Cade Yaggis: I… I don’t know. But I think I will be.

Ness: We’ll figure it out. Together.

Paula: What now?

Magus: Now, we finish this. For good.

Lavos was ready to encompass the group, but Cade suddenly held up his hand, and the force of it was able to hold back the entity. He was soon joined by Magus and Ness, and then Serge, and finally Trevor Mach, whose burning wings seemed to erupt from his back suddenly. Gordon Cole, Tali Mach, and Grimoire watched on as they stalemated with the evolving entity. That's when Schala and Paula joined the efforts. Together, they were all able to push back the force of nature, but it still wasn't enough. That's when a light from the sky appeared, and a force shot down like lightning and struck through Lavos. It was Crono, katana in hand, as he nailed the killing blow, sending Lavos to a permanent death, as his energy dissipated once and for all. In a flash of light, the conflict ended. 

Gordon Cole: IT SEEMS WE GOT AHEAD OF THIS SITUATION. FOR ONCE WE QUELLED THE STORM! 

Grimoire: I told you I'd come in handy if you kept me around. 

Gordon Cole: YOU WERE CORRECT, AS WAS I FOR TRUSTING YOU! 

Tali Mach: I can't say I'm happy about housing Giygas, but if it ends this garbage, it was worth it! I need a shower. That was very unpleasant! 

Grimoire: Tali, you did great. I'm pleased you were able to assist us. 

Tali Mach: OH GOOD FOR YOU! The sooner I forget this, the better! 

Grimoire: Shouldn't take long. You all always tend to push these things to the back of your mind so the narrative can continu-

Tali Mach: Yak yak yak! I don't care. Trevor? You ready to go home? 

Trevor Mach: Huh? Absolutely! Just a second.

Trevor ran back to Cade, who was staring up at the sky. They looked over to see Ness and Paula embracing, and Crono nodding his thanks to the duo. Serge was laughing as he slapped Crono on the back.

Trevor Mach: You did it. 

Cade Yaggis: We did it. That could've only happened if we worked together. 

Trevor Mach: And that's what makes you a good leader. You realize that. That's important. 

Cade Yaggis: I'm still confused about what just happened. 

Trevor Mach: Apparently, I concocted a plan in my subconscious, which makes sense because I don't normally plan things out, and I took a gamble that Giygas would inhabit Tali to help us spring the trap. That part….was actually his idea. 

Cade Yaggis: He left me with something. I feel….different. 

Trevor Mach: Maybe he thought the world needed a Giygas, and left his legacy to a Yaggis. I dunno kid, it's always pretty nebulous, vague, and strange whenever Gordon Cole shows up. Plays out like a wild dream. The point is, it's over. I'm sorry it had to end that way. 

Cade Yaggis: I'm…I'm proud…of him. He was the other half of my Dad. He was my Dad too. He came here as an alien. He was raised by humans. He lost his mind, and somehow at the end he found it again. 

Trevor Mach: Yeah, I love a good redemption story. 

Cade Yaggis: What happens next? 

Trevor Mach: That's going to be for you to decide. Time for a change, kid. It's time for a change.

Later that night…

Dr. Yaggis watched the action from earlier in the night from his computer. He sighed and fixed his glasses, before beaming with pride at this son leading the final push against Lavos. Suddenly, a presence appeared behind him. 

Dr. Yaggis: You made them think you were dead? 

Giygas: Gave our kid the push he needed. 

Dr. Yaggis: Your deceptions never end. 

Giygas: I gave up my power. I gave it to him. He can be the embodiment of evil….or good….or whatever he wants to do. That decision is up to him. It'll only manifest if something like this ever happens again. After all, he's only human. 

Dr. Yaggis: Then what about you? 

Giygas: …I think it's time I come home. I missed them. I miss my family. I….I need a rest. 

Dr. Yaggis: I concur. We're stronger together.

Giygas and Dr. Yaggis rejoined into one being in a dramatic flash of light. 

Boss M's Office

Lucca walked in to see Minky Momo bringing Boss M's a drink while she had a sly smirk on her face. 

Lucca: Sir? What's going on here?

Boss M's: Found a good use for this magical school girl. 

Lucca: Huh? But doesn't she wrestle? Aren't you a wrestler? 

Minky Momo: Watashi ga koko de yatte iru no wa son'na koto janai. Nantonaku koko ni kite shimatta.

Boss M's: Don't bother Lucca! She doesn't speak a lick of Eaglish. Trust me, I've tried. No way I was going to let a little girl get stomped by those crazed bitches out there. Even I'm not THAT mean. Well…today I'm not. Ask me tomorrow. Trevor thought he pranked me good, but I made lemonade out of the lemons, and then I flipped the table the lemons were on! 

Lucca: Swift would be proud. But sir, getting you a drink? Doing your light work? That's MY job, is it not?

Boss M's: You're far more than some minion to me Lucca. You're like…TOP minion. You can tell HER what to do, but you might need a translator. I'm kidding, you're a serious part of this whole operation. 

Minky Momo: Watashi wa fenarinarusa ōkoku kara kita nodesu! Chikyū-jō no hitobito wa yume ya kibō o ushinai, chikyū no kidō o hanare shōmetsu suru kiki ni hin shite ita! 

Boss M's: You said it kid. Keep the Dr. Pepper's coming, and you'll have a job for life. Lucca, I need your help on this one. I've been sent another contract, but I feel like this one is a trick of some sort. 

Lucca: Oh? 

Boss M's: I asked Dan AND Yugi about this one. He's not a card player. He's not "animu thing". He's not a digi-destined. I don't know WHO he is, but I know that I've been suspicious about him for months now. 

Lucca: It's someone you know? 

Boss M's: No. Yes. Maybe? That's the problem. It's a contract for Void…as in the current Void. The one we know next to nothing about, except that he's been on "our side" for a change. Lately, anything I've signed has been a trick by Trevor, but this one is about a wrestler we already have on the roster, BUT we lost him if I don't sign it. On one hand, Void has been a draw for us. On the other hand, the mysterious factor. I feel like I'm missing something with him. It doesn't sit right. 

Lucca: How much time do you have to decide? 

Boss M's: Until after his match tonight. 

Lucca: …THAT…doesn't give us a lot of time.

Boss M's: You're telling me. Minky Momo, bring me my thinking cap! 

Lucca: You have a thinking cap? 

Boss M's: It's one of those drinking hats with the cup holders and swirly straws. I'm gonna need two Dr. P's for this one. 

Lucca: And a Twinkie? 

Boss M's: This is why I pay you the big bucks. 




Colby Roads stood in the center of the EBW ring, the EBW World Championship slung over his shoulder. The crowd was a mix of jeers and boos, but Colby only smirked, adjusting his suit jacket as he soaked in the moment. The spotlight gleamed off the title, making it clear—Colby Roads had finally finished the story.

Colby Roads: So, what do you guys want to talk about? TM. Trademark. That's my catchphrase. You can't say it. It's part of my image. Would you look at that? It actually happened. It finally happened. The words that so many people said would never come true—"Colby will never be EBW Champion! Colby will never finish the story!" And yet, here I stand, with the EBW Championship in MY hands, because unlike the rest of you, I always knew this moment was inevitable.

He raised the title high, basking in the reaction before lowering it, looking straight into the camera.

Colby Roads: I finished the story. But let me make one thing perfectly clear—this ain't some fairy tale with a happy ending for everyone else. This is MY story, and now that I’m at the top, I get to write every single page. The Colby Era has officially begun, and trust me, it’s gonna be extra "cheesy".

He smirked, clearly amused by his own words.

Colby Roads: Yeah, you heard me. Extra cheesy. Because let’s be real, you all love to say that Colby Roads is nothing but "cheese," that my confidence, my flair, my style—it’s all too much for you to handle. But here’s the thing—you don’t get to be the man without having the sauce, and I’ve got enough of it to drown this whole damn company.

He adjusted the belt again, taking a deep breath before his expression hardens.

Colby Roads: And since we’re talking about people who couldn’t finish the story… let’s address the elephant in the room—dear old dad. The original Eagleland Cheese. The Gouda Guy. The legend. The man who was supposed to be better than me.

He let the words hang in the air before laughing to himself.

Colby Roads: You see, my father fought and clawed and bled for this business, and yet, he NEVER held this title. He never finished the story. But me? I did it. I surpassed him. I broke through the wall he never could. And now, when people talk about the Roads legacy, they’re not talking about him anymore. They’re talking about ME. Which is all I've ever wanted. To step on his corpse, and use others to get what I want! So now the question is, who’s gonna stop me? Who’s gonna step up and try to take MY title away? Because let’s be honest, I outworked every single person in this locker room to get here. I took all the doubters, all the haters, all the people who said I couldn’t do it, and I shoved their words right down their throats, and I couldn't do it without....well I could...but I didn't want to do it without my lovely fiance Queen Beryl, and I wouldn't want to do it without the Dark Kingdom, The Story, and everyone who believed that I was better than them and more deserving than them. This is the era of the Eagleland Cheese! 

-

Larry Grim: Well, that's certainly a way to kick off our show! We're still here in Twoson! We're in the Fairgrounds, and the smoke is literally still clearing from New Year Rising! Someone open a window! We used too much pyro! That's better! Get a fan pointed towards it. No Steve, waving a clipboard isn't going to help that much. 

Apple Kid: Uh…Larry? Who is this little one sitting next to me?

Larry Grim: Hmm?

Minky Momo: Kon'nichiwa!

Larry Grim: Oh! That appears to be a little magical princess. 

Apple Kid: …Not one of the ones I'm used to. Hello, little one. 

Minky Momo: Kurumaisu no josei ga `koko ni suwatte kudasai!' To iimashita.

Apple Kid: Oh yeah? You don't say!

Larry Grim: Let's get this show started shall we? We're opening with a match to determine who has the tenacity and the GUTS to challenge the new EBW Tag Team Champions "RRR". It's the Crew, the Digi-Destined, and SUFFER! Let's do it! *sigh*

Apple Kid: What's wrong?

Larry Grim: I don't have guts….never did. 

Apple Kid: Oh. 

EBW: Xcite
Twoson Fairgrounds, Twoson
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1. EBW Tag #1 Contenders: Geoff Garrett/Magnum PT vs. Tai/Matt vs. Troy/Snakebite
-Talk about cutthroat competition! The teams of Geoff Garrett & Magnum PT and Tai & Matt were on fire, showcasing crisp tags, fast-paced exchanges, and some good ol’ babyface grit. Tai & Matt had the crowd behind them, but Troy and Snakebite? Absolute savages.

The match broke down into pure bedlam in the final moments. Geoff Garrett was showing off with some swagger with the strut, but Snakebite tripped him up and hit the big boot. Meanwhile, Matt got caught with Troy’s brutal Punt Kick, sending him into next week! One. Two. Three. Troy and Snakebite just punched their ticket to a title shot!
Winner: Troy[o]/Snakebite via Punt Kick to Matt -> Pin 

Larry Grim: Big win for Troy and Snakebite. The rage fueled titans of SUFFER. Later on tonight, they may have another reason to celebrate if they can eradicate Void from Xcite!
-

Preacher Ra: Maaaaaan… I been on this trip a long time, daddy. Floatin’ through the ether, ridin’ the cosmic waves, dippin’ my toes in the ink-black pool of the beyond. And what did I see, brothers and sisters? What truths did I find buried in the belly of the void? I saw a man—no, no, a thing—crawlin’ out of that abyss. A thing that thinks it still breathes, still fights, still suffers, still exists... But he ain’t real, man. He ain’t nothin’. He’s just a whisper in the wind, a scream trapped in an empty room, a candle flickerin’ in the storm—desperate, feeble, dying. You call it Void… but, brother, I see what’s beneath. I see the cracks in that hollow shell, and guess what, my little lost lambs? Karasu sees them too. Ohhhhh yeah. My beautiful, wicked bird of death? He’s been circlin’ that carcass, waitin’ for the flesh to rot, waitin’ for the bones to break, waitin’ for the moment when the Void is nothing but dust on the wind. You're gonna get buried, my baby. You're gonna get buried. 

Backstage

The camera faded in on the dimly lit locker room, where Bashin Dan sat on a bench, hunched over, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor. A towel draped over his shoulders, and his fists clenched. His face was still marked with the pain of both the match and the loss of his EBW Championship to Colby Roads. He exhaled sharply, his frustration evident.

Rama Raju walked in, adjusting his wrist tape. He saw Dan’s demeanor and shook his head before sitting next to him, nudging him lightly with his elbow.

Rama Raju: I know that look, my friend. That’s the look of a warrior who feels like he let the battle slip away. But don’t let that loss consume you, Dan. You didn’t lose that title because you weren’t good enough. You lost it because Colby Roads cheated. He took the low road, the easy way out. He didn’t earn that championship like you did when you beat me for it.

Bashin Dan: I should’ve seen it coming… I should’ve been ready for anything. I let my guard down, and now Colby gets to walk around calling himself the EBW Champion.

Rama Raju: And that stings. I know it does. But listen to me—you are not defined by one loss. You are a champion, with or without the gold around your waist. The way you fought, the way you carried that title, you showed the world what a real champion looks like. And that? That’s something Colby will never understand.

Dan finally looked up, eyes filled with frustration but also appreciation. Raju smirked and patted his back.

Rama Raju: Your time will come again, Dan. I know it. You’re not just another contender—you’re the contender. And when the time is right, you’ll shuffle the deck, draw the perfect hand, and Colby? He’ll be staring down an unbeatable combo. Did I get the analogy right?

Bashin Dan: Heh... You really just turned my championship aspirations into a card battle strategy, huh?

Rama Raju: Of course. And let’s be real—you never lose when the cards are in your hands, right?

Dan nodded, rolling his shoulders back, the fire in his eyes slowly returning.

Bashin Dan: You’re right. I just need to make my next move count.

Rama Raju: And when you do, Colby’s gonna wish he was playing solitaire instead.

The two shared a handshake as the camera faded out, leaving Bashin Dan with renewed determination.

2. CXJ #1 Contender: Grind vs. Johnny Starbound
-A speed vs. rolling speed encounter that nearly stole the show! Johnny Starbound brought his usual cocky, high-energy offense, dazzling the fans with breathtaking aerials. But Grind? He does the same stuff...but ON WHEELS!

Starbound went for a 450, but Grind dodged, hit a Hagen, and then rolled off the ropes for the Rolling SSP! The JETSETTER scored the pin and earned his shot at the CXJ Championship.
Winner: Grind via Rolling SSP -> Pin

Minky Momo:  Totemo shigeki-tekideshita!

Larry Grim: The CXJ Division was told to step up and forge an identity, and I believe we just say that. Grind is going back to basics, and I think he's got his groove back. It's good to see the roller-blader back in top form! 

Apple Kid: Maseo Kurenai is going to get the challenge of his short career with Grind. M's picked Maseo to be her ACE of the division, but Grind just might be the ultimate test.

Larry Grim: Xciters, get ready, because as you can see the lights are dimming, and the smoke machine is working on full blast. They are wheeling out the casket. It's time for the Casket match. Buckle up. 

3. Casket Match: Void vs. Karasu
-The crowd fell silent as the darkened fairgrounds were bathed in an eerie purple hue. The casket stood at ringside, its polished black finish reflecting the dim lighting. Karasu was already in the ring, standing motionless in the center, his arms folded inside the long sleeves of his flowing black robe. His unsettling, vacant gaze remained locked on the entrance, waiting for the inevitable.

A deep, guttural bell tolled.

Then came the lights—flashing like a strobe—before finally settling into a deep crimson. Void emerged.

He walked slowly, methodically, his boots thudding against the ramp. There was something different about him tonight. His usual unnerving stillness was gone. There was a purpose in his movements, a controlled rage simmering beneath the surface.

This was more than a match. This was an execution.

Karasu remained motionless as Void stepped forward. The two men stared at each other, the energy thick with tension. Then, with a sudden burst of movement, Karasu lunged forward—Void ducked under and immediately drove his forearm into Karasu’s spine! Karasu recoiled, but only slightly, before turning to face Void once more.

The two clashed in the center of the ring, trading vicious strikes. Karasu’s strikes were precise, calculated, while Void’s were raw, unrelenting. A spinning back fist from Karasu caught Void across the jaw, staggering him. He followed up with a step-up knee strike, then an enzuigiri that sent Void stumbling into the ropes.

Karasu charged.

Void sidestepped, grabbed Karasu by the back of the head, and hurled him over the top rope! Karasu landed hard on the outside, his body bouncing off the thin mats covering the concrete. Void wasted no time. He stepped over the ropes and dropped down onto Karasu with a massive elbow drop to the chest!

The match quickly descended into brutality.

Void grabbed Karasu by the throat, lifting him with one arm before driving him spine-first into the steel ring post! Karasu slumped to the ground, but Void wasn’t done. He reached under the ring, pulling out a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire.

The crowd gasped.

Void raised the chair high—only for Karasu to drive his fingers into Void’s eyes! The masked man stumbled back, and Karasu snatched the barbed wire chair from his grasp. A sudden crack echoed through the fairgrounds as Karasu swung the chair full force into Void’s skull!

Void dropped to one knee, blood trickling from his forehead.

Another vicious shot to the back! The barbed wire ripped through Void’s trench coat, slicing into his flesh. Karasu threw the chair aside and pulled Void up, dragging him towards the casket. He pried open the lid and tried to shove Void inside—

Void fought back!

A stiff elbow to the ribs broke Karasu’s grip. Void spun around, lifted Karasu onto his shoulder, and planted him with a brutal powerslam onto the ramp! The sickening impact sent a shudder through the steel.

Void, breathing heavily, peeled off his trench coat, revealing his scarred, bleeding back. He grabbed Karasu’s limp body and dragged him toward the casket. The lid was still open, the darkness inside beckoning.

He tried to lift Karasu—

Mist!

A cloud of black mist erupted from Karasu’s mouth, hitting Void square in the face! Void let out a guttural snarl, stumbling back, trying to wipe the venomous mist from his eyes. Karasu rose like a specter, his cold, expressionless face giving away nothing as he cracked his knuckles.

He pounced on Void, wrapping his arms around his throat from behind. A dragon sleeper—but Void refused to go down! He powered through, hoisting Karasu onto his shoulders and turning toward the casket.

With a sudden roar, Void ran forward and LAWN DARTED KARASU HEADFIRST INTO THE CASKET!

The impact was brutal. Karasu’s body slumped inside, motionless. The crowd rose to their feet, screaming for Void to shut the lid.

But Void wasn’t finished.

He reached under the ring again, this time pulling out a black steel chain. He wrapped it around his fist, climbed onto the apron, and stared down at Karasu, who was barely stirring inside the casket.

Then, with cold, ruthless precision, Void leaped—

And drove his chain-wrapped fist into Karasu’s skull!

A sickening thud. Karasu’s body went limp.

Void rose to his feet, panting, blood dripping down his face. He grabbed the lid of the casket and, with a final glance down at his fallen foe, slammed it shut.
Winner: Void via Coffin Close 

Larry Grim: He did it! Void just closed the coffin on Karasu! The Edo assassin has been thwarted, and in a big way. 

Apple Kid: Look at Void, he's just walking away from the coffin, and brushing past Ra and The Auditor. It looks like he made a bold statement to SUFFER tonight. You can't send anything at him that's going to take him down. 

Minku Momo: Ano otoko wa jitsuwa yasei no ōkamida to watashi wa shinjite imasu!

Apple Kid: We're gonna need to get the little one a rosetta stone or something! Anyone got one of those Muzzy tapes? Also, does anyone have a VCR…or laserdisc player? Anyone even remember what those are?

Boss M's Office

 

Lucca: Sir, it appears that Void has survived the trial, and now you have a big choice to make. 

Boss M's: I do indeed. It seems like a simple one on the surface, but it isn't. I'm going to need more thinking twinkies….and I need to find…just who are you Void?

-

Larry Grim: Hope you're ready, Apple friend, because up next, it's your girlfriend Minako Aino and Usagi Tsukino defending the EBW Women's Tag Team Championships against the Dark Kingdom. Do you think they're ready? 

Apple Kid: OH YEAH!

4. EBW Women's Tag Team Championships: Usagi Tsukino(c)/Minako Aino(c) vs. Queen Beryl/Erica 
-A championship clash that had everything: classic teamwork, dirty tricks, and heartbreak. The beloved champions, Usagi & Minako, looked stellar, using their high-speed offense and crowd support to keep Queen Beryl and Erica on their heels.

But Beryl & Erica? They fight dirty, and they fight mean. When the ref’s back was turned, Beryl blinded Minako with a black powder, setting her up for Erica’s devastating Air Raid Crash! 1-2-3!

The crowd was shocked, but Queen Beryl & Erica celebrated with mocking laughs as they held their newly won gold high. A crushing loss for the former champions.
Winners: Queen Beryl/Erica[o] via Air Raid Crash on Minako Aino -> Pin -> NEW EBW Women's Tag Team Champions! 

Apple Kid: OH NO! 

Larry Grim: Oh no is right! Beryl has gold again! She and Erica have the Women's Tag Team Championships. Combine that with Colby Roads becoming EBW Champion, and that alliance is getting some serious stroke in EBW. 

Apple Kid: My Mina-chan! Noooo!!!

Minky Momo: Kibō o ushinawanaide kudasai. Mahō mesukōsei no chikara wa ichido no make yori tsuyoi. Karera wa kono jōkyō ni tachimukai, futatabi shōriwoosamerudeshou!

Apple Kid: Thanks. *sniff* I think. 

Larry Grim: Dry your eyes Apple, because we're not done yet. We still have a mega main event. It's The Storm and Dark Kingdom combined to take on the ultra team of Bashin Dan, Eagleland Champion Tack Angel, and EBW Tag Team Champions Raju and Bheem. The best of the best, head to head! Let's do this! 

5. 8-Man Tag: Colby Roads/Mamoru Chiba/LG Rod/Randy no Kachi vs. Bashin Dan/Tack Angel/Rama Raju/Komaram Bheem 
-Main event time, as our two teams stood across the ring from each other. On one side stood the brash, arrogant Colby Roads, the newly crowned EBW Champion, standing front and center with an almost smug confidence. Mamoru Chiba, the suave yet ruthless technician, adjusted his wrist tape with a cool smirk, while LG Rod, the powerhouse of the group, rolled his shoulders, his imposing frame casting a shadow over the ring. Randy no Kachi, the unhinged wild card, smacked himself in the face, eyes wide with intensity.

Across from them, the fan-favorite warriors stood tall. Bashin Dan, the Ace of EBW, stretched his arms and cracked his neck, his face full of determination. Tack Angel, the Star Spangled Prince, waved the Eagleland flag, eyes locked on Colby. Rama Raju and Komaram Bheem, the unbreakable brotherhood from the East, clenched their fists and stomped in sync, rallying the crowd behind them.

Colby and Bashin Dan stepped forward, but just as the crowd expected them to start things off, Colby smirked and tagged out to LG Rod. The crowd booed as Colby leaned against the ropes, waving dismissively at Bashin Dan.

Bashin Dan nodded and stepped forward, circling with LG Rod before locking up in a strong collar-and-elbow tie-up. LG Rod used his superior power to force Dan into the corner, but the referee called for a break. As soon as Dan raised his hands, LG Rod drove his knee into Dan’s ribs and followed up with a stiff forearm shot to the jaw! Dan staggered out, and Rod grabbed him in a side headlock, wrenching it in deep.

Dan fought out, pushing Rod into the ropes, and ducked under a massive lariat attempt. On the rebound, Dan leapfrogged over Rod and countered with a beautiful dropsault, sending the big man stumbling! Dan quickly grabbed him and attempted a Hagen suplex, but Rod planted his feet, blocking the move. Instead, Rod countered with a vicious elbow to Dan’s temple, then hoisted him up for a delayed vertical suplex, holding him in the air for an impressive seven seconds before slamming him down hard!

Rod smirked as he covered—

1-KICKOUT!

Rod shook his head and dragged Dan to his feet, tagging in Mamoru Chiba.

Chiba entered smoothly, delivering a snap Euroland uppercut, then another. He whipped Dan into the ropes and caught him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, holding him over his knee for a second before shoving him off with contempt. He picked Dan up for a vertical suplex but transitioned mid-air into a gourdbuster onto the ropes, hanging Dan up throat-first! Dan stumbled backward into a beautiful bridging Hagen suplex from Chiba!

1-2-KICKOUT!

Chiba smirked and tagged in Randy no Kachi, who entered like a madman, throwing wild strikes at Dan’s head before biting his forehead! The referee counted to four before Randy let go, licking his lips. He whipped Dan into the corner and charged, going for a corner lariat, but Dan got his boots up!

Dan quickly scrambled to his corner and tagged in Tack Angel!

The Eagleland hero exploded into the ring, hitting Randy with a running forearm! Randy bounced up and got caught with a snap suplex! Tack rolled through and hit a second snap suplex, then held on for a third!

Tack covered—

1-2-LG Rod broke it up with a huge stomp!

This led to chaos as Komaram Bheem entered the ring and collided with Rod, sending both men spilling over the ropes! Rama Raju springboarded onto Mamoru Chiba on the outside, sending both men crashing to the floor!

Back in the ring, Tack pulled Randy up, but Randy jabbed his thumb into Tack’s eye! With Tack blinded, Randy scrambled and tagged in Colby Roads!

The crowd erupted in boos as Colby finally entered the ring. He pointed at Tack and then at himself, mouthing, "You're not on my level!"

Colby feigned a lock-up, but instead kicked Tack in the gut and followed with a knife-edge chop. He then delivered three more rapid-fire chops, backing Tack into the ropes. He whipped Tack across the ring and caught him with a spinning powerslam on the rebound!

Colby popped up and mocked the crowd, flexing his biceps before hitting the ropes and dropping a jumping knee across Tack’s forehead! He grinned as he covered—

1-2-KICKOUT!

Colby grew frustrated and dragged Tack up for the Cheese Shredder, but Tack spun out of it and nailed a desperation enzuigiri! Both men collapsed, reaching for their partners—

HOT TAG TO KOMARAM BHEEM!

The powerhouse stormed into the ring, barreling over Colby with a massive shoulder tackle! LG Rod entered, but Bheem countered with a huge spinebuster! Mamoru Chiba tried a running attack, but Bheem caught him mid-air and threw him with a release belly-to-belly suplex!

Rama Raju entered the ring, and the two warriors from the East stood side by side, roaring together before diving out of opposite sides of the ring with stereo suicide dives! The crowd exploded as Colby staggered to his feet, looking around in panic.

Bheem rolled back in and grabbed Colby, hoisting him up for a delayed military press. The crowd chanted "BHEEM! BHEEM! BHEEM!" as he held Colby high before dropping him face-first!

Bashin Dan tagged in and climbed to the top rope. The crowd rose to their feet as Dan took flight—

Frog Splash!

Dan hit hard and went for the pin—

1-2-Mamoru Chiba broke it up at the last second!

The match descended into chaos again as all eight men began brawling wildly! Tack and LG Rod fought up the ramp, while Rama Raju and Randy brawled outside the ring. Bheem grabbed Chiba and hurled him over the barricade into the crowd!

In the ring, Dan lifted Colby, but Colby raked the eyes mid-air! Dan dropped him, blinded, and Colby took advantage—

CHEESE SHREDDER!

Dan’s head snapped back violently as Colby planted him!

1-2-3!

The boos rained down as Colby’s team celebrated, and the Eagleland Cheese stole another one from the "Dangerous Player". Colby stood over Bashin Dan’s fallen body, holding the EBW Championship high. He sneered down at him before muttering, "Your story is over. The Colby Era begins now." 
Winners:  Colby Roads[o]/Mamoru Chiba/LG Rod/Randy no Kachi via Cheese Shredder on Bashin Dan -> Pin 

Larry Grim: You hate to see it! Even more, you hate to see The Story and the Dark Kingdom joining forces to batter our fearsome foursome! Who is going to help put a stop to this!?




Void ran down to the ring, with an unnatural urgency for him. He proceeded to help Dan, Tack, Raju, and Bheem clear house, as Colby and his cohorts left the ring. Void swayed back and forth as he pointed at Colby Roads specifically. This brought out Boss M's and Lucca to the stage. 

Boss M's: It looks like you're ready to do more than just squash monsters, eh Void? Here's the problem though! I've been mulling over if I should have you sign this new contract, or if I should let Havok have you. You're unpredictable, in a way that's familiar to me, and that could be a bad thing. Do I keep you unleashed on my brand, doI let the Renegades have you? Here's the thing. I've been getting tricked by Trevor for  weeks now. Cute little pranks, and he'll laugh and say he got me, and I'll say OH GOOD FOR YOU! It hasn't been a bad thing yet. I got a pharaoh kid, and some young guys with some animosity boiling over. Then I got….whatever Minky Momo is. Look, the point is, he's had a hand in those, and today he was very insistent that I DON'T sign you Void. 

Void: …..

Boss M's: He was pretty adamant about it too. He said you'd be nothing but trouble. See, here's the thing about that. I feel like it's a trick! If he says that, he'll know that I'll REALLY want to sign you. Then again, he could be counting on that, to get you signed, but then again I might be counting on him counting on me to count on….I've gone cross eyed. 

Lucca: Shake it off sir! 

Boss M's: The point is, I have a very big decision to make. Do I keep Void on my roster? Whatever I choose, makes a big difference. So I figured, what the hell! But what I want in return is this….I want to know who you are! Now, we can do this backstage if you'd like but-

Void: …If I show you who I am, I'm signed? 

Boss M's: You have my word. 

Void: Heh…hehe…I got you again. 

Boss M's: Eh?



Trevor Mach: I got you….again baby! 

Boss M's: OH YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!

Bashin Dan: What?! 

Tack Angel: HAHA! YES! 

Trevor Mach: IT WAS ME, ALL ALONG BABY! 

Boss M's: OH COME ON! 

Trevor Mach: It's time for a change, and what a change it's going to be! Tonight, I used this dark visage one last time, to put away not just a monster, but my darkness as well, because Trevor Mach is looking to the light! Trevor Mach is here to fight for justice! Trevor Mach is here to fight for Eagleland! Trevor Mach is now….AN XCITER!

Boss M's: ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS ASK! *looks at the camera* All he had to do was ask! 

Tommy Dukes: Welcome to EBW: Havok, and it's "A World Beyond!"

Nerma: That's right Tommy! The war is over, we have a new Boss, and we're missing a key component to our brand! Little Mac has taken over in the wake of both Metal Rushes dismantling, and Trevor Mach has decided to break on through to the other side! While I certainly can't blame the man for wanting to be close to his wife, this has created a new dynamic! It's a power vacuum here in Havok, and I think the Renegades are going to want to fill it.

Tommy Dukes: I don't see them wasting any time either, as here comes Subculture, punching his way down to the ring. He's being followed by Cade Yaggis, but they're not coming down together this time. Here comes Zyro Kurogane from the crowd! Finally, it looks like Jammer is making his way through the crowd on the other side. They're all heading to the ring to stake their claim I guess? Boomtown is the World Champion, and he needs opponents.

The crowd erupted as the lights dimmed, a mix of electric anticipation and raw energy coursing through the air. 

Subculture: Man, it feels good to be back on top. Last week, I saw my brothers in a cage, covered in blood, steel pressing into their backs, but they were standing tall. War Games is not a match for the weak. It's where you test yourself against the baddest men on the planet, and guess what? I wasn't in the match! Now, I'm not that upset about that. I understood. I understood why guys like Ness, Magus, and Serge needed to be the match. They had a goal to accomplish, and they accomplished it. We smashed the system! We're free now! However, the fact that I wasn't in there made me think about how easy I've made it to replace me. I don't need to tell y’all who I am, but for those who forgot… I am Subculture, the fastest, slickest, deadliest man in this ring. And I'm gonna be the next EBW World Champion! Cade, I love ya kid, and it was an honor to fight with you, but I have to focus on myself now. I have to get my head back in the game. I felt like I owed a debt to Trevor Mach. I'm a man of my word. Now, the street dog is back, and he's HUNGRY!

Cade Yaggis: Respect, Subculture. I'll give you that any day of the week. I wish you were there in War Games. It was brutal. I fought my heart out in there. But let’s get one thing straight. I didn’t just survive War Games, I ended it. It was me that forced Poo to surrender. It was me who sealed that victory. And now? Now, I want what’s mine. I held the EBW World Championship, and I damn sure want it back. You all know me. I am Cade Yaggis. I’m not here to just make history, I’m here to take what I earned, and the Trigger Man is going to come out swinging, just like you are Green Bomber. Just like you are.

Zyro Kurogane: Yo, yo, yo—hold up, hold up. Y’all standing here talking about War Games, but that is in the past baby. That's behind us. That might as well be ancient history. Cade, I wanted you to win that match. I'm glad you did. Legit, you have my respect, and THAT is not easy to come by. Zyro-K is Shogun Steel and Sex Appeal personified! So if you got my respect that says a lot. Then again, I wanted to be the one to tell Rufus Poochyfud that he was out on his ass! I didn't get that opportunity. I didn't and my boys in Neo Samurai Ifrit...or Team Samurai as we'll call ourselves, didn't get to either. The World Tag Team Champions should have been in that match. It's fine though. Enough of the scum if left lurking. That punk Boomtown, he's still got the World Championship. No one has heard from his since he found out the Boss that backed him and half of the goon squad doesn't have his back anymore. I know he's watching thoooooough! Boomtown! You're gonna fizzle out bro! I'm going to be the next World Champion. It's just that simple!

Zyro flashed a cocky grin, lifting his World Tag Team Championship belt into the air as the fans cheered. Cade just shook his head, unimpressed, while Subculture mock-clapped. Jammer, however, stepped forward, shaking his head with an exaggerated sigh.

Jammer: Man, man, man. Listen to y’all. Talkin’ about what you did, what you think you did, and what you plan to do. But let me tell you something—none of that means a damn thing if you can’t finish strong in the clutch. See, where I come from, it’s all about the final play. You can put up points all game long, but if you can’t close in the fourth quarter? You ain’t nothin’. And guess what? I play the whole damn game. I don’t take plays off. I don’t sit on the sidelines. I dunk on fools and put my name in the history books. So y’all better be ready, because I am Jammer, and I had to see my friend screwed out of his shot at the World Championship. I am NOT going to let Boomtown get away with it!

The crowd exploded as Jammer mimicked slamming a basketball, stomping the mat hard enough to make the ring shake. Zyro smirked, leaning against the ropes, while Subculture chuckled and Cade cracked his knuckles. Before any more words could be exchanged, the screen above the entrance ramp flickered to life, revealing Little Mac, the Havok Boss. Arms crossed, he stared down at the ring with his signature smirk.

Little Mac: Alright, alright, cool it, gentlemen. I’m listening to all of this, and it sounds like you all got the same goal in mind: you want to be the top Renegade. That’s exactly why Havok is about to run differently from here on out. You see, EBW: Havok isn’t gonna be about one guy at the top. Nah. We’re building this brand around pillars—the four of you standing in that ring. You are the foundation of this brand, but not all of you can be the top guy at the same time. Boomtown is still the World Champion. But that doesn’t mean he’s the guaranteed face of Havok. He holds the belt. The face of this brand? That’s still up for debate. And guess what? Tonight, we’re gonna start figuring that out. In the main event, it’s gonna be Subculture vs. Cade Yaggis vs. Zyro Kurogane vs. Jammer! And the winner? They get to step up to Boomtown first. They get the first shot at the EBW World Championship in this new era. So talk all you want, boys, but tonight? One of you is getting to the top first. Good luck, and keep your hands up!

The screen cut out, and the crowd erupted, knowing they were about to see a massive four-way main event. In the ring, the tension escalated. Subculture smirked at Cade, who cracked his knuckles. Zyro leaned against the ropes, laughing to himself, while Jammer bounced in place like he was ready to run a fast break. The four of them knew—tonight was about to get real.

EBW: Havok "A World Beyond"
Renegade Arena, Saturn City
ENT

1. World Tag #1 Contender: Hotlanta/Generator vs. Ness/Flying Man 
-The show kicked off with an electrifying tag team contest to determine the next challengers for the EBW World Tag Team Championships. The veteran duo of Hotlanta & Generator brought their technical precision and brute force, while the uber popular and unorthodox team of Ness and his courage personified, Flying Man countered with speed and unpredictability.

Hotlanta worked the mat early, grounding Flying Man with a tight waistlock takedown before transitioning into an armbar. Generator tagged in, attempting to overpower the aerialist, but Flying Man flipped out of a back suplex and landed a stunning springboard dropkick! The crowd erupted as Ness tagged in, immediately unloading with PK Fire strikes and a running elbow smash.

Later, Hotlanta tried to turn the tide with a devastating Hot Shot Lariat, but Ness dodged and caught him with a spinebuster, stunning him long enough for a double-team sequence with Flying Man. Generator attempted to save the match, but Ness rocked him with a PK Rockin', sending him crumbling to the mat for the 1-2-3!
Winners: Ness[o]/Flying Man via PK Rockin' to Generator -> Pin 

Tommy Dukes: Ness and Flying Man with the win! What an iconic duo, joining forces! We're seeing a major shift in the tag team division! Hotlanta and Generator didn't seem to lose a step with the loss of Metal Rush. They're still in the game, but they have to step it up now that Ness has the passion for the sport once again. 

Nerma: He carried the torch. He lit the thing! We owe this all to Ness, Paula, Poo, and Jeff. Glad that Ness has the passion, and the courage…in a very literal sense. It'll be great to see Ness and Flying Man take on the outstanding duo of Zyro Kurogane and Dragon Shiryu for the World Tag Team Championships! 

Backstage

Dougie Mach: You ever stare into the mirror, look yourself dead in the eye, and not like what’s starin’ back? I have. When I felt the pull of the Mach Curse, when I started hearin’ those whispers tellin’ me I’d never be more than a joke, I had to face myself. And let me tell ya—I hated what I saw. I saw a guy who used to be a champion. A guy who used to mean somethin’. But what happened? I got too comfortable bein’ the 'funny' Mach. The punchline. The guy who got the laughs but never got the gold. And that, my friends… that had to change.

He let the words sink in, his fists clenching at his sides before he smirked—just a little.

Dougie Mach: But see, here’s the thing—people forget that the Machs? We love shenanigans. It’s in our blood. And me? I played the biggest one of ‘em all. You think I ever really bought into Metal Rush? You think I was ever one of them? Nah, mate. I was the inside guy from day one. Because desperate times called for desperate measures. We had to let ‘em think they had me, let ‘em think I was on their side… just long enough to make ‘em feel safe. And just when they thought they had me figured out? BAM! They got played for fools. I was never one of them. I never wanted to be. Because I wasn’t gonna sell my soul to chase a dream that wasn’t mine. The truth is, I never needed Metal Rush. I never needed anybody but me and my family. And now? Now it’s time for Dougie to be Dynamic again. Rufus Poochyfud, if you're watching, just know that you got played by not just one...but two Machs.

Gamer Girlz Room

Christy was lacing up her boots, while Alison stared at her blank television. 

Christy Angel: Alison? Alison! Come on! Get ready! We got to go get our game on! 

Alison Chains: Don't you see them? The dead….they're calling to me. They said I shouldn't have come back. They said-

Christy Angel: No, we're not doing this. 

Alison Chains: Oh alright!

Christy left the room first, where she saw Christina and Hope Mach conversing in the hallway. Christina made her way over as Christy tried very badly to hide herself. 

Christina Angel: I see you sis. 

Christy Angel: I knew that. I totally wasn't trying to hide. *sniffs armpit*

Christina Angel: I was just just talking to Hope about you. She said you've had your ups and downs lately.

Christy Angel: You didn't know that? You weren't "watching the product?" 

Christina Angel: You told me to step back, and not interfere. You didn't want to be reminded about the fact that we're-

Christy Angel: Basically the same person? It's worse than that. I'm always going to be seen as the little kid, the kid sister to you, and then I see you and Subculture, and I think about my future and the road not traveled. The thing is though, is that I'm actually happy with who I am. I'm fine with this. I've made my peace with it. I've made my peace with you. You and Hope are the standard. The Bad Dudettes. I'm….proud of you…but I had to do my own thing too. I had to step up and define who I am, and I'm going to do that and everything else with confidence! 

Christina Angel: That's great to hear. Good luck out there sis. Oh, and I hope that confidence continues with a certain….Trigger Man? 

Christy Angel: EEEEP!!!

2. Lady Renegades Tag: Darkness Aoi/Mitra Lennox vs. Christy Angel/Alison Chains
-The tensions between the Lady Renegades division escalated as Darkness Aoi and Mitra Lennox squared off against Christy Angel and Alison Chains. The Gamer Girlz looked determined to make a statement. Well Christy did. Alison just seemed to be staring at the camera at all times, somehow knowing exactly which camera was broadcasting at any given time. 

Aoi and Christy started things off, exchanging stiff forearm strikes before Aoi took control with a snap Hagen suplex. Mitra tagged in, launching Christy into the ropes and drilling her with a brutal spinning back elbow. However, Christy fought back, countering a Celtic whip into a tornado DDT, then tagged in Alison Chains, who stormed in with a discus lariat that nearly took Aoi’s head off!

As the match reached its boiling point, Christy set up Aoi for the Game Over Superkick, but Mitra pulled the referee away, and suddenly, a chair was slid into the ring! Aoi grabbed it and blasted Christy in the ribs, then cracked her across the back! The ref turned around just in time to see the aftermath and immediately called for the disqualification!
Winners: Christy Angel/Alison Chains via DQ 

Nerma: Aoi and Mitra couldn't take the heat from the Gamer Girlz. They're laying on a beating, but here comes Christina Angel, Hope Mach, Wendy Mustang, and Cheerleader Jenny! Christina leads the charge, and her sister is happy to see her. It's nice to see the Angel sisters getting along. 

Tommy Dukes: EBW has always had a strong family element, but this is the oddest one if you think about it, because I'm pretty sure they're the same person, but we don't ever talk about it. 

Nerma: Cause that's just silly. 

Tommy Dukes: And yet it's true! 

Backstage

Amigo sat alone in a locker room. It looked like he just took something from a bottle in his locker, before hyping up and smashing his head into the locker before putting in his mouth guard and screaming "YEAH!" at the Lakitu on his way out. 

3. Singles: Amigo vs. Fray Tiburon 
-Two of the toughest strikers in EBW clashed in a match that turned into a brutal, physical war. Amigo, the psyched veteran grappler with an endless gas tank, wild eyes, and a mouth guard, took on the relentless Fray Tiburon, the masked warrior with unmatched faith and tenacity.

Amigo opened with heavy clubbing blows and a gutwrench suplex, but Tiburon absorbed the punishment and fired back with stiff kicks to the ribs. He attempted a jumping knee, but Amigo caught him midair and launched him with a belly-to-belly suplex!

The momentum swung back and forth, but Amigo was running wild, like a mad man on something! He eventually trapped Tiburon in the Hagen Suplex Barrage, a relentless chain of consecutive suplexes, leaving Tiburon unable to defend himself. He kept hitting it repeatedly, screaming "YEAH!" as he did. The referee stepped in and called for the stoppage as the masked fighter lay motionless!
Winner: Amigo via Hagen Suplex Barrage -> Referee Stoppage 

Tommy Dukes: You never see that. A man hitting so many Hagens, bashing his OWN head again the mat in the process, to force a Referee Stoppage from the ref. That's part of Havok's Bushido spirit, but Amigo totally took advantage with that barrage! Impressive and dangerous. I think Amigo is starting to lose it! 

Backstage

Boomtown: Y’know, people keep talkin’ about how I've needed Metal Rush. How I NEEDED Rufus Poochyfud. Let me tell you somethin’—I don’t need anybody. Never did, never will. I didn’t get this by holdin’ hands and singin’ Kumbaya with a bunch of has-beens. I didn’t get this by fightin’ for honor or tradition or any of that nonsense. I got this because I took it. I played the game, I made my own luck, and now? Now I’m at the top. And you think I’m gonna stop now? You think I’m gonna start playin’ it safe just ‘cause I finally got what I want? Hell no. I’ll take the risks. I’ll make the moves. I’ll take what I’ve learned… what I’ve stolen… and I’ll keep this championship right where it belongs. No one—not Subculture, not Cade Yaggis, not Zyro Kurogane, not even Jammer and his whole damn highlight reel—can take this from me. ‘Cause I know every trick. I know every shortcut. And I know what it takes to stay at the top. And that’s the part no one else is ready for.

Sal Paradise stepped into the shot behind Boomtown. 

Boomtown: See, even Sal’s still here. My right-hand man. Ain’t that right, buddy?

Sal didn’t answer right away. He looked at Boomtown, then down at the World Championship. There was a flicker of something—doubt? Resignation? Guilt? Whatever it is, it lingerd just long enough to be noticed before he finally mutters…

Sal Paradise: Yeah… I’m still here.

Boomtown chuckled, slapping Sal on the back, completely oblivious—or maybe completely indifferent—to the weight behind those words. He sauntered off, title still resting on his shoulder like it was his birthright, leaving Sal standing alone in the hallway, watching him go, lost in his own thoughts.

4. Women's World Tag Team Championships: Hope Mach/Ripper Jane vs. Heather Mach/Val Dorado
-The Mach Family collided as Hope Mach and her monstrous partner Ripper Jane defended their titles against Women's World Champion Heather Mach & Val Dorado.

Heather and Hope, bound by blood, exchanged hard slaps and forearm shots early on, neither willing to back down. Heather used her speed advantage, countering Hope’s attempted lock ups with a running knee strike!

Later on, Dorado and Jane tagged in, with Dorado showing impressive agility to evade Jane’s monstrous power. She springboarded off the ropes for a moonsault, but Jane caught her midair and delivered a bone-rattling spinebuster!

Heather tried to intervene, but Hope yanked her off the apron, sending her crashing into the guardrail. Inside the ring, Jane locked Dorado into the Hell Claw, pulling with manic strength. Dorado screamed in agony before tapping out!
Winners: Hope Mach/Ripper Jane[o] via Hell Claw to Val Dorado -> Submission -> Title Defense! 

Nerma: The Hell Claw seals it for the EBW Women's Tag Team Champions! The odd pairing of Hope and the monster that used to haunt her family. Who knew it would work oh so well. Heather Mach meanwhile doesn't seem too thrilled with Val Dorado right now. "Judas Wolf" is letting her limp to the back on her own. 

Tommy Dukes: Alliances may fall apart, while new ones are forged in this new World Beyond for Havok. With all of that said, we're going to see the pillars of our brand battle it out. Cade Yaggis, Zyro Kurogane, Subculture, and Jammer are going to mix it up, and the winner gets a shot at Boomtown. Without further ado, let's TAKE IT TO THE RING! 

5. World #1 Contender: Cade Yaggis vs. Zyro Kurogane vs. Subculture vs. Jammer
-With the new dynamic established, the next contender for Boomtown’s EBW World Championship was set to be decided in a match that pitted four of Havok’s finest against one another. Big entrances for all, with Jammer coming out with Cheerleader Jenny starting to fit into her new role, although when someone in the crowd tried to grab at her, she let the face slip and tried to punch him in the mouth. 

Cade and Subculture immediately squared off with a stiff striking exchange. Meanwhile, Zyro taunted Jammer, slapping him across the face, but Jammer answered with a massive overhead belly-to-belly suplex, launching Zyro across the ring!

The action spilled outside, with Cade powerbombing Subculture onto the apron while Zyro took to the air, hitting a springboard corkscrew dive onto everyone below! The crowd erupted as all four men lay sprawled out on the floor.

Back inside, Jammer hit the Half Court Shot (discus punch) on Zyro, nearly knocking him out, but Subculture broke the pin at the last second! Cade then went for the Cadebreaker on Subculture, but Subculture escaped, and knocked out Cade with a spinning DDT!

Jammer, still dazed, staggered to his feet, only to walk right into Subculture’s KO Punch! The impact echoed through the arena as Jammer crumpled to the mat, completely out cold. Subculture rolled him up for the pin and the win. 
Winner: Subculture via KO Punch to Jammer -> Pin 

After the match, as Subculture celebrated, Cade Yaggis shook his hand and held it up, while Jammer shook off the cobwebs and Zyro Kurogane got frustrated at missing the pin. That's when Boomtown appeared on the stage. He was joined by not just Sal Paradise, but Hotlanta and Generator. Then Heather Mach came out and stood with them as well. 

Boomtown: Well done Subbie! The also ran gets to be the next person who loses to the young prodigy. The ultimate supernova in all of wrestling! Like I said earlier, I didn't need anyone to get me where I am, but it never hurts to have supporters right? My success is their success. The World Championship gives me some clout. Little Mac made that clear to me. He's going to honor some of my requests. Keeping people in high positions, getting paid the big bucks, and getting the matches I want. This title is authority, and every champ or contender is going to need supporters. Team Boomtown is here. All of you better watch your backs. You'll never know when you're going to feel the BOOM! 

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