With Night 1 behind us the stage has been set. Team PIC is out in front with a healthy lead while Team’s Welsh and TLS look to catch up.

Vhodka Black opened the Trials up by showing the world why she is considered to be the very best this business has to offer. With a little help from Lachlan Kane, Vhodka was able to pin Alexander Raven, securing two points for Team TLS. The only points they would earn throughout the evening.

Next we were treated with quite the spectacle as father and daughter teamed up to face pro wrestling’s most evil competitor. It was Matt Knox and Helena Handbasket taking on Stephen Stratford. Stratford did everything he could to wedge a gap between Knox and Helena and, for awhile, it appeared to be working. But, in the end, Helena saved her father from a devastating chair shot which, in turn, opened the door for Knox to spare her any further punishment by pinning Helena and securing two points for Team PIC.

Our third match of the evening saw Catalina Cortes flip and fly all over the ring. It showed Sarah Wolf grab and choke everything in sight. And, it broadcast MERICA, proudly pumping the red, white, and blue, delivering on his patriotic promise. In the end, just when Sarah Wolf had it won, Catalina came rushing in, knocking her down and stealing the pin earning two points for Team PIC.

The first ever Miami Vice Match was everything we hoped it would be and then some. Thad, LCP, and Penelope were all forced to face their vice. All forced to try and stay focused with their respective vice in peril. A back and forth affair that offered all three competitors a chance to claim victory. Ultimately, it was Thad rising through the smoke, amid the fire to pin LCP and earn two points for Team Welsh.

Tonight we find ourselves in Puerto Rico. One step further. One move deeper into the Trials. Two weeks closer to the true danger that awaits.

We’ll waste no time in getting things started as Thad Duke and Catalina Cortes, both winners from last week, will square off inside an old, dilapidated lighthouse. They’ll be joined by Helena Handbasket who, no doubt, has unfinished business. We will see a far more focused, far more hungry Helena than the one we witnessed last week.

Aguadilla Time Square is up next. Penelope will have her soul in tact but will that be enough? She’s set to face two women who go way back. Sarah Wolf and Vhodka Black will be her opponents and, if history is any indication, they will be looking to work smarter rather than harder. Can Penelope handle the likely 2-on-1 assault? Or, will Vhodka and Sarah get the job done...and, if so, who gets the pin and how is that decided?

We move on to a residential area in Aguadilla. A very colorful, interesting setup as locals will look down upon the TRIAD ring and witness evil in its purest form. Stephen Stratford returns to the ring to do what most expected him to accomplish last week – win. Once again he’s pitted against two of the very best human beings in this sport. Lachlan Kane, unanimously adored, and MERICA as true a patriot as there’s ever been. Can they handle the mind games Stratford will throw at them or will they succumb to his machinations?

That brings us to our main event. A Puerto Rican Street Fight. LCP returns to the main event and hopes for a more positive outcome. It won’t be easy, however, as this week he’s set to face the new favorite to win the Trials, Matthew Knox. Knox might have it easy if LCP was the only competitor he’d have to focus on but standing alongside these two will be Alexander Raven. Raven was a second away from dropping Vhodka on her head and winning last week’s opener. These three men will battle it out in the streets of Puerto Rico, their violence taking them wherever it demands they go.

You may think you know where this is heading. You might believe you have some sort of idea as to who is going to win these Trials. But, truth is, you haven’t got a clue.

As brutal as Night 1 was, Night 2 will be even tougher. Those who failed on Night 1 have spent the last two weeks training, working, focusing on getting better. They will leave nothing to chance tonight.

All twelve competitors are as fierce as they come and the closer we get to our destination the more urgency they sense.

Other promotions have championships. They have Hall of Fames. The mundane been theres and done thats of the pro wrestling industry.

Here at TRIAD our competitors chase legacy. Immortality.

That chase continues tonight.

Let the Trials Begin!

~We cut to Aguadilla, Puerto Rico!!! The fans are going wild!! Locals and fans who have traveled specifically for this event are mixed together on the beach, cheering and chanting ‘TRIAD! TRIAD!’ TRIAD boats are docked in the background with officials finishing the set up. The TRIAD ring resides atop the dilapidated, rock slab of the Old Aguadilla Lighthouse Ruins. The entire structure is roped off with fans crowding around the ropes to get a good view on the location. The entrance way extends from the ring, through the front of the Lighthouse which partially stands, down a beaten path until it reaches a TRIAD entrance way. We cut back to the ringside area...employees exit, leaving one behind, holding a string. He waits and then yanks on the string as all four ring aprons fall revealing the TRIAD logo on each! The fans go wild as pyros shoot out from the four ring posts~

MoMo: And we’re back, ladies and gentlemen! It is officially NIGHT 2 of the Bravery Trials!

Leo: Awww yea

MoMo: We are LIVE in Aguadilla, Puerto Rico as tonight we will visit four unique locations for each of our four matches.

Leo: Sounds like a plan to me. Gonna be nice to chill on this beach and call all the action.

MoMo: Nope. TRIAD owner PIC has supplied us with a van, painted black with the TRIAD logo to transport us around the city from location to location so that we have front row access to each and every match.

Leo: There better be AC in that van.

MoMo: No promises!

Leo: Fuck.

MoMo: As you can see, we’ve got a spectacular location set up for our opening match. The Old Aguadilla Lighthouse Ruins are a sight to behold. And, despite how impressive they look, they will no doubt be a very dangerous surface to wrestle on and, potentially, against.

Leo: Well, it’s a good thing we’re rolling out Big Daddy Thad for that one. He’ll bash heads and skulls into those ruins RUINING their hopes and dreams of winning this competition.

MoMo: Thad Duke will in fact compete in our opening match. He will face Catalina Cortes and Helena Handbasket. Catalina, like Thad, was victorious last week meaning at least one of them will taste defeat for the first time.

Leo: Cortes.

MoMo: But, let’s not forget the biggest story from Night 1 – Helena Handbasket. Her actions proved she has what it takes to win the Bravery Trials. There isn’t a braver person in this entire field. I, for one, can’t wait to see how she comes out this week given what happened on Night 1.

Leo: Normally I wouldn’t give a shit...or hand that woman any sort of chance. But after Night 1, she’s going to have an edge to her, no doubt. The one thing that worries me. Catalina isn’t beating Thad, I know that. But Helena might.

MoMo: I think you’re underselling Catalina. Can’t you see her leaping off those ruins to earn victory?

Leo: I can’t and I won’t!

MoMo: Possibly throwing a few flips in that leap?

Leo: Hey, you need to calm down.

MoMo: After that, folks, we’ll take you to Town Square. The hub of Aguadilla. Right in the center of it a TRIAD ring will hold three more world class competitors. Vhodka Black, one of the favorites of this competition, is in a position eerily similar to the one Knox was last week. She will step into the ring with, basically a family member in Sarah Wolf as they look to take down the mysterious Penelope.

Leo: Look, I know I’ve said a lot of rotten things about Vhodka and those still stand. But if she helps Sarah Wolf win tonight then I’ll show a bit of respect.

MoMo: What will likely start out as friendly competition could turn very violent very quickly between those two if Penelope is able to stir things up like Stratford did one week ago. That’ll be interesting to keep an eye on.

Leo: Look, I’ve got no problem with Sarah choking Vhodka out.

MoMo: Meanwhile, Penelope’s soul is intact. So, it might take a combined effort from both women to keep her down. Last week she looked unstoppable when fully intact.

Leo: That soul should be banned!

MoMo: And, there’s the question of IF they can keep Penelope down...who gets the win? How do they decide that? The elements are here for an explosive match, folks. You won’t want to miss it!

Leo: You give Sarah the win, obviously. If you’re a true friend, Vhodka.

MoMo: Our third match features three wrestlers looking to get their first win. This is the only match that does not feature a winner from Night 1. Stratford appears to be the favorite heading into this one. During Night 1 he did everything but secure victory in his TRIAD debut. But, the long term impact of his actions might prove to play a bigger role than a simple victory would have. Tonight, he steps into the ring with two more fan favorites as he locks up with Lachlan Kane and MERICA.

Leo: Stratford plays chess while the rest of this field plays with themselves.

MoMo: Lachlan Kane managed to get some revenge on Alexander Raven on Night 1, preventing him from potentially defeating Vhodka Black. All while nursing a sore back. I’m told Lachlan Kane’s back is good to go..

Leo: REINJURE THE BACK, STRAT!

MoMo: And then there’s MERICA. He’s been talking about a mentor for weeks now. I’m told the Mentor will be here tonight and will be in his corner. Will the Mentor be enough to put MERICA over the top? One could argue that MERICA has the most room to grow of any competitor in the field meaning he could see the biggest jump from Night 1 to Night 2.

Leo: Look, if MERICA beats Stratford then I’m going to cover myself in fish guts and go for a long swim.

MoMo: These three competitors will do battle at the base of a very eclectic residential area. At the very base of a colorful neighborhood. Aguadilla locals will be looking down upon all the action and, who knows, maybe our competitors might find themselves climbing one, two, or three stories to join them...another location that could yield fantastic and dangerous results.

Leo: You won’t see my boy Stratford doing anything stupid like that. Leave the self induced injuries to the fools like MERICA and Kane who crave the love of strangers.

MoMo: And, finally, in our main event we’ll be treated to a Puerto Rican Street Fight. Yes, it’s exactly as it sounds. Three competitors will brawl throughout the city of Aguadilla with the first wrestler obtaining a pin or submission or knock out being declared the winner.

Leo: OG Raven.

MoMo: Matt Knox, the favorite to win the Trials after his huge win last week, looks to gain two more points...but to do so, he’ll have to face two very talented men who both came up empty one week ago.

Leo: Yea, on paper it might look like an easy dub. Knox with his two points. LCP and Raven with 0.

MoMo: It’ll be anything but. Alexander Raven was one move away from pinning Vhodka Black. LCP was one move away from pinning Thad Duke. Both men have spent the past two weeks focused on getting their game where it needs to be to bounce back. They will, without a doubt, give Matt Knox everything they have in this one.

Leo: Won’t be for the faint of heart.

MoMo: This one will be brutal. It will be violent. And, it will take a lasting toll on all three men.

Leo: Sounds like the perfect match for OG Raven.

MoMo: Catalina, Vhodka, Thad, and Knox are the clubhouse leaders at this point. Team PIC is the team leader. But that’s all going to change after tonight. Which team will leave tonight with the most points? Which wrestler will make the biggest leap? Which one will take the biggest fall?

Leo: Team Welsh all the way, baybay!

MoMo: I hope you enjoyed the fun and frivolity of Night 1 because things get considerably darker tonight and, I hate to break it to you, it’s only going to get more dangerous from this point forward.

Leo: That’s okay, I have a night light.

MoMo: If that ain’t Bravery then I don’t know what is. Folks, Let the Trials Begin!

~The Castillo San Felipe del Morro, or El Morro, was the second fort built on the islet of what is now Old San Juan and Puerta de Tierra. El Morro's construction commenced in 1539 and finished in 1790; during those 250 years, El Morro went from a promontory mounted with a cannon to a six-level fortress designed to unnerve attackers approaching from the sea. Nowadays it’s one of the most popular tourist attractions in old San Juan.~

~TLS has assembled his team to tour the attraction before Night 2 of the Triad Trials. After a walking tour and a brief history lesson, the group heads into the lighthouse where a make room is prepared for them with catered food. Vhodka Black is scooping rice and beans onto a giant plate singing along to “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun”, while Helena Handbasket is seated in a corner staring intensely at their hands. LCP is looking out at sea through a telescope as Merica is standing at attention with his hand over his heart as TLS tries to get everyone’s attention~

TLS: Hey Team. Thanks for making it out here. (Merica nods) I wanted to bring you all here today because this place has a lot of history. The fort has seen many wars and is still standing after all these years. I know we had a rough first week. Our team ate 3 of the 4 pinfalls, and if it weren't for Vhodka, we’d have 0 points. But that changes this week. Like El Morro, you all have withstood a barrage of attacks these past couple of weeks, but you’re still standing. Tonight, we’re going to sweep the matches and take the overall points lead. I expect all of you to come out on top this week.

~LCP remarks about some sea creatures in the distance as Vhodka takes a bite of her food. Helena seems to be speaking to themself as Merica is still at attention.~

TLS: (looks at Merica) hey buddy, you want to grab some food? We got rice and beans, some chicken, mofongo… (Merica shakes his head) Ok suit yourself. Anyway team, tonight is important. We can’t fall deeper in the hole. So I have a gameplan. We need to pull out all the stops, cheat if you have to. We need to do whatever it takes to win these matches. We need to watch each others’ backs. Are you guys with me?

~Merica nods while the others do not respond~

~LCP turns away from the telescope and looks at TLS.~

LCP: Full transparency, I wasn't paying attention. I think I might have seen a great white out there. Can you take it back from the top? ( he makes a rolling motion with his hand)

Helena: He said cheat, but you know don't get caught. Any tips, LCP(pop the P)? Figure you'd know that one best and all.

~Helena has propped her feet up and has her chin on her fist.~

Helena: Also, also, just so you know anything you say to me won't make a damn bit of difference but I'll pass it along.

LCP: Yeah, easy. Don't. Get. Caught.

Helena: Stellar advice, Lcps.

~LCP flips down his sunglasses looking smug with himself. MERICA scribbles on his notepad muttering to himself. Vhodka moves to the front of her teammates, taking a bite out of her food. She continues eating and gesticulating~

Vhodka: We can't get down on ourselves, team. We're all strong independent women here….Some of us can pretend. Be goal oriented, think pink. We can do this if we just keep in mind. What would Barbie do?

~Merica mutters, scribbling more looking between Vhodka and his notepad. LCP is snoring, while Helena is trying to drop a toy spider in his mouth. TLS nods at Vhodka and holds up a small sign~

Sign: Seriously. Please cheat if you have to.

~LCP has woken up, slapping the spider from Helena's hands, who is too busy laughing. He sees TLS's sign and nods, shooting his coach finger guns~

LCP: Gotcha, coach. Cheat. Only if we "have to."

~We cut back to the live feed and announce team~

MoMo: And we’re back! Team TLS doing what Team TLS does.

Leo: You didn’t watch it, did you?

MoMo: I’m a very busy man.

Leo: That’s okay. Just make sure you pay every.bit.of.attention to all of the Team Welsh segments.

MoMo: Plural. Oh joy.

Leo: It’s gonna be a great night.

MoMo: Team TLS got off to the hottest start imaginable last week only to eat the pinfall in the next three matches. They enter Night 2 in desperate need of points.

Leo: Yea and I want Sydney Sweeney to call me back but some shit just isn’t in the cards, ya know?

MoMo: Please stop calling that poor woman.

Leo: Women love being pursued.

MoMo: Alright fans, you’ve waited long enough. It’s time for Night 2 to get underway! Team PIC holds a slight lead over Team Welsh. Both teams are sending out their ‘big guns’ for this one in the forms of Thad Duke and Catalina Cortes. This could prove to be a preview of the main event on September 10th.

Leo: Please stop trying to pretend like the little girl is on Thad’s level.

MoMo: And while they have the points, Helena has the motivation. She’s going to be focused. She’s going to be full of fire. Can she take them both out and earn two much needed points for Team TLS? Let’s head to the Old Lighthouse Ruins as Night 2 is officially set to begin!

Leo: Let the Trials Begin, dumbass!

MoMo: Yes, Let the Trials Begin!

Catalina Cortes (2 PTS) vs. Thad Duke (2 PTS) vs. Helena Handbasket (0 PTS)

~And so it begins. Night 2 of a company’s ambitious pursuit of an ancient relic. Thought lost, or imaginary, The Triad eludes those who seek it. Less ambitious souls doubt its existence as a way of explaining away their cowardice, weakness, and simplicity. Unfortunately, despite the lack of physical evidence, many subscribe to the theory of its nonexistence. Because, unlike The Old Lighthouse Ruins, there is no obvious physical evidence left behind to confirm its validity. The Old Lighthouse Ruins provide a very eerie, ominous look back into a forgotten time when keeping a watch on what the sea had to offer was paramount. Gone. Destroyed. All that remains are these ruins. The ruins which will host tonight’s opening match. How fitting. Belvedere stands in the center of a TRIAD ring set up at the base of the Ruins. Behind the ring rests the beach. In front of it, the only remaining, standing portion of these ruins, a tall, heavy stone structure. Fans surround the ruins...the entire landmark roped off from the viewing public~

Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen...welcome to Night 2 of the Bravery Trials! Tonight we bring you four main event level matches from right here in Aguadilla, Puerto Rico!!!

~The fans go wild! Fireworks shoot off...individually owned, making it a little dangerous. Belvedere dips, ducks, and dodges a few errant blasts. But these people don’t mean any ill will, they are stoked!~

Belvedere: Our opening matches comes to you LIVE from the Old Lighthouse Ruins! And...it is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!

~More cheers~

Belvedere: Introducing first…

~An alarm blares, splitting ears and making faces wince. If there's a big screen, it flashes with !!!NEW CHALLENGER APPROACHING!!!~

~POP/STARS vs MEGALOVANIA by Dj Cutman kicks in, an unholy marriage of club-pop and chiptune. Catalina Cortes steps through the surrounding crowd, be-hoodied in metallic red, with SUPER SMASH CAT emblazoned on the back. Her ring gear is a nightmarish swirl of orange and black, the only decipherable symbol being a C for Carnage Wrestling on the right knee pad(specifically her Kinshasa-ing knee). She fires a knee strike into the air and yanks the hood down to unleash a dark brown bob with a side cut~

~Her walk to the ring is quick and eager, ending with a dash up the ring steps. One arm hooks under the top rope, leaving the other free to assist with a dramatic hair flip. Bounding off the bottom rope, Catalina backflips over the top to land on her feet in the ring, before dropping to one knee and welcoming any accompanying adulation~

Belvedere: From Pasadena, California...standing 5’2 and weighing in at 119lbs...representing Team PIC...she is...Catalina Cortes!!!

~Cortes rises to both feet, finding the adulation to be acceptable. She bounces back into a corner, bubbly and full of energy, awaiting her opponents~

MoMo: Catalina back in action and finally getting a proper entrance after Sarah Wolf jumped MERICA before the bell last week.

Leo: So we waited two weeks for that? Lame.

MoMo: I enjoyed it!

Belvedere: Introducing next…

Leo: Now here comes an ENTRANCE!

~'My Name Is Human' by Highly Suspect hits! The mood definitely changes...it’s less bouncy. The fans compose themselves knowing that modern day royalty, in pro wrestling form, is about to make its presence in Aguadilla~

Leo: This is akin to Prince William visiting the island. Let’s all bask in this moment.

MoMo: More like Harry

Leo: WHAT DID YOU SAY

~Fans begin to part as Thad calmly makes his way down the dirt path toward the ruins. He’s dressed for competition. Nothing speeds the prodigy up as he’s seen it all before. Heading toward the ruins, he pauses, looking up at the daunting, almost haunting remnants of a once great structure. He allows a brief smile to cross his face before sliding under the rope and stepping into the ruins. He passes through the dilapidated entrance and finds himself ringside with Catalina still bouncing in her corner. Slowly, he heads up the steps~

Belvedere: From New York City, standing 6’1 and weighing in at 223lbs...representing Team Welsh...he is Thaddeus Duke!!

~Duke enters into the ring, taking a spot in the corner opposite Cortes. While Cortes remains bouncy, Thad is still, leaning back, watching his opponent in case she decides to get flippy or whatever the kids are calling it these days~

MoMo: I will say it’s impressive how Thad never gets sped up. He moves at his pace.

Leo: That’s because he’s the greatest wrestler in this sport, man! Why speed up when everyone else is playing catch up?

MoMo: Well, I don’t know if I agree with that.

Belvedere: And their opponent…

MoMo: And here we go…

Leo: Oh boy...alot has been going on with this one since Night 1.

MoMo: What state of mind is Helena going to be in? “Hated the Most, So I keep tha Burner Close”

~The opening lyrics to Loco blare through the area. Engulfed by a cloud of smoke Lewis Chad Pinkston stumbles through the crowd. Not entirely sure what he’s doing but he’s having a good time. Bouncing and bobbing to the music and attempting to hype up the crowd. They however are totally confused. Staring awkwardly at LCP. He waves at them for a moment before standing by the side of the ring. He quickly checks under the ring and wipes his forehead as he pops up. He rolls in under the bottom rope and quickly climbs the second turnbuckle, with only a slight stumble as he raises an arm high~

MoMo: Umm

Leo: What the fuck

~LCP looks up at the ruins and wipes his forehead, ‘whew, that’s gonna be painful.’ He notices the weird vibe...strange looks on the fans faces...so he claps his hands together and yells out “L! C! P!” The fans just kinda look at him...The LCP fan, however, is there, and he yells out ‘L! C! P!’ alongside his hero. He’s promptly hammered by surrounding fans with TRIAD foam fingers. LCP finds it odd he hasn’t heard Belvedere put his amazing vocals to use...he hops off the middle buckle and spins around on one foot, nearly losing his balance and hitting the mat. He tries a smooth transition with an arm around Belvedere~

MoMo: Wrong match, LCP!

Leo: Why aren’t we drug testing these people...we’re about to all get on a boat and head into the DEVIL’S TRIANGLE...we should ensure these people are of sound mind!

~”Fine, whatever,” LCP takes his arm off Belvedere, figuring he’s just not gonna do his job. He then takes in a deep gulp of Aguadilla air...a focus coming over his face unlike any we’ve ever seen. He heads for his corner and grabs the top ropes, burying his forehead into the top buckle as he starts to fire himself up. Catalina is still bouncy, albeit with less enthusiasm as she gives LCP the ‘wtf’ side eye. Thad folds his arms...a slow, disapproving shake of the head follows~

MoMo: Wow, I almost hate to tell him he’s in the wrong match. I’ve never seen him this focused.

Leo: Guy really came prepared to fight...to fight in the wrong match.

~Bones- Imagine Dragons hits! The crowd immediately turns toward the pathway leading into the ruins. They aren’t cheering. They aren’t booing. They’re curious...maybe even concerned. What state is Helena going to be in? The crowd suddenly pops as they see Helena making her way to the ring. There’s no pomp, no flavor...she’s taking a straight beeline to the scene of the eventual crime. Fans reach out, trying to give her encouragement, but she sorta flinches away from them...not being a jerk, just not really feeling great about the attention from others. She reaches the entrance to the ruins...looking them up and down, she takes a breath and enters under the rope, marching up the steps~

MoMo: And here she is! Bravery in its purest form...the indomitable Helena Handbasket!

Leo: Bro, her head is magically healed. What the fuck?

MoMo: I was gonna say...she’s showing no ill effects from last week...at least physically, that is.

Belvedere: Emanating from Pandora’s Box...standing 5’3 and weighing in at 120lbs...representing Team TLS...Helena Handbasket!!!

~Helena slides into the ring under the bottom rope and pops to one knee, quickly. She keeps a sharp focus on everything around her, rising to her feet and backing into her corner. Thad and Catalina look at Helena...then they turn and look at LCP who still has his forehead against the top buckle, psyching himself out. Belvedere exits~

MoMo: Great to see Helena back out there...but what are we going to do with LCP?

Leo: Somebody needs to tell that guy he’s like three matches too early. Fuckin Team TLS, man. Bunch of crazies.

~LCP shakes the ropes, rises up, slaps himself in the head a few times and turns around yelling, “LET’S GO!” He bounces around and looks at Catalina...then at Thad...then at...Helena. He pauses. He points at Thad and holds up one finger...he points at Catalina and holds up two fingers. He points at Helena and holds up three fingers...he then brings the three fingers into his chest before extending his hand in front of his face and raising a fourth finger. Helena sighs and marches across the ring toward her teammate~

MoMo: Looks like Helena might need to do a wellness check on her teammate.

Leo: TLS isn’t exactly Alfred Weinstein but he’s pretty sure he can count to four and four ain’t three.

~We zoom in as Helena puts her hand on LCP’s shoulder and starts to explain things. LCP leans in, he raises one eye brow while squinting the opposite eye. We hear the words ‘main event’ and ‘later tonight’. LCP points at himself, “I’m main eventing.” Helena nods. “Again.” Helena sighs and nods. LCP pauses, he produces a thoughtful frown before nodding his head and saying, “Interesting decision. Alright, see you guys later!” He dives through the ropes, landing outside the ring. Walking away he points back at Helena, “GO TEAM TLS!” Heading back through the dilapidated entrance he looks up at all the jagged, dangerous rocks...touches them and shakes his head, “Whew, wouldn’t want to wrestle around this thing!” Hustling down the entrance, LCP heads back to wherever it is he’s hanging out prior to his match...we then focus back on the ring~

MoMo: Yes, LCP...that’s two main events in a row.

Leo: You know it’s WEAK ASS BOOKING when even the guy benefiting from the booking can’t believe it.

MoMo: Is it a benefit though? A street fight against Knox and Raven?

Leo: True. Raven is gonna murder him.

MoMo: Ah well, things appear to be settled and it’s time we kick things off with this opening match!

~Tony looks around...he looks at Catalina, then at Thad...then at Helena...they’re all ready. He turns and motions toward wherever the timekeeper is and the bell rings! The crowd goes wild! Thad rises from his corner...Catalina meets him in the center of the ring. Thad extends a fist. Catalina looks down at it and she nods, bumping fists. They look toward Helena, inviting her in for the Kumbaya moment before they tear into each other. Helena appears conflicted. She wants to partake but last week is still fresh. The fans urge her on...but she holds back, remaining in her corner. Thad and Catalina realize she isn’t going to join them and they pull their hands back~

MoMo: Nothing against Catalina and Thad...it’s just clear Helena isn’t very trusting right now and who could blame her.

Leo: Stratford is in everyone’s fuckin mind and I love it.

MoMo: You’re heartless if you take joy out of what’s happened to Helena.

Leo: Hey, if I have no heart that means it can’t be attacked, right?

MoMo: What a stupid response.

~No animosity from Thad and Catalina. They understand. Everyone does. Thad and Catalina begin to circle one another...the crowd is on their feet, cheering. Helena watches. The two wrestlers size one another up before locking up in the center of the ring to a huge ovation! The shadow of the dilapidated ruins is cast over the ring...Thad tries to bully Catalina through the shadow, but she smartly slips out of his grasp and takes him over with an arm drag! Thad pops back up. Catalina nips up...Thad charges at her...in one seamless motion, she nips up and takes Thad back over, this time holding onto the arm. The crowd claps. Thad smiles, shaking his head...it was just one week ago he tossed LCP around with an arm drag. Turnabout is fairplay. He slaps at his arm, fighting his way to his feet...he slings Catalina off him and into the ropes. She bounces off and Thad throws a lariat...but Catalina flips forward, landing on her feet. Thad turns around and Catalina does a back flip, hooking Thad’s head between her feet...she then spins around, taking Thad down with a corkscrew headscissors!! Thad’s body flips over, landing on his back! More cheers from the fans...Thad takes a beat, sliding under the bottom rope, holding his neck, looking up at Catalina with more impression than disdain~

MoMo: She’s quick. Maybe the quickest in this competition.

Leo: Well no shit her name is Cat.

MoMo: Fair point.

~Helena steps from her corner. Catalina senses the movement and spins around. Helena charges at her and the two lock up! Another huge ovation from the crowd! Catalina flips Helena over with an arm drag...but Helena lands on her feet. Catalina nips up but gets greeted with a shoulder tackle from Helena!! Catalina hits the mat. Helena takes off, hitting the ropes...Catalina flips onto her front, Helena hops over, hitting the ropes again...Catalina pops to her feet and leap frogs Helena...she hits the ropes again...Catalina jumps up, trying for a sunset flip over Helena...but Helena catches her in a Fireman’s Carry! Catalina tries to break free...she connects with a few downward elbow strikes right into Helena’s ear...Helena is wobbled. Catalina tries to pull Helena over for a crucifix pin...but Helena lets her legs give out and she falls on Catalina with a Samoan Drop! The crowd applauds the move as Catalina is finally slowed. Helena sits up for a moment, looking around...it’s clear she’s in her own head at this point~

MoMo: Nice counters by Helena. She’s got the upper hand and is looking sharp...she just needs to get out of her head and wrestle.

Leo: Easier said than done when you think there’s a big, scary Dragon lurking around every corner.

MoMo: I think it goes deeper than that, Leo.

~Helena gets to her feet and feels a hand on her shoulder. She snaps back, slinging and elbow into Thad’s face!! Thad stumbles into a corner. Helena doesn’t stop, she rushes forward with a knife edged chop and another and another and another before lifting a knee into Thad’s midsection! Thad doubles over allowing Helena to hook it for a DDT...she takes both feet, places them on the middle rope and kicks back, driving Thad violently into the mat with a DDT! His head spikes into the mat!! Thad rolls around, holding his neck. Helena scrambles for the ropes, pulling herself up and looking around...Thad’s down...Catalina is slowly beginning to move. The fans are cheering her on but she seems to have a hard time enjoying it~

MoMo: I’m telling ya, Helena is looking every bit the brave soul required to win these Trials. She just needs to remain focused...not be so distrusting. Not everybody is Stratford.

Leo: Not everybody is her father, either.

MoMo: That’s low.

Leo: He pinned his own daughter!

MoMo: To save her!

~Catalina gets to all fours and Helena charges forward. Helena performs a sit out dropkick into Catalina’s ribs...but Catalina, from all fours, jumps up like a fuckin cat! Helena slides underneath her...Catalina lands on her feet. Helena pulls herself up using the ropes and turns around...Catalina spins around with a spinning roundhouse kick...again, Helena ducks, catching Catalina in a Fireman’s Carry...Catalina elbows and elbows and elbows and elbows!!! Helena stumbles, staggers...Catalina wiggles and gets free, grabbing Helena’s head for a Tornado DDT!!! But Helena holds on and shoves Catalina up in the air...Catalina gets tremendous height and is able to flip back, her legs hooking Helena around the head and taking her over with a hurricanrana!!!! Catalina holds on for the pin! Tony slides in~

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KICK OUT!

MoMo: Close one there! You can’t ever count Catalina out.

Leo: That’s why I’ve never count her IN

MoMo: Gonna be one of those nights, isn’t it?

Leo: You betcha.

~Helena sits up after kicking out...she’s facing the bottom buckle, taking a moment to catch herself. Catalina is back on her feet, reaching down for Helena...only she gets hooked around the waist by Thad! Thad tosses Catalina over his head with a Release German Suplex! Only she releases too much and lands on her feet! On his back, Thad looks over his brow to see her standing...he scrambles to get back to his feet...Catalina turns and runs into the corner...she runs up the buckles. Thad is on his feet...Catalina leaps off with a soaring moonsault...but Thad catches her across his shoulder. He spins around before turning her over for a powerslam...but she flips over, landing on her feet...she then jumps up and smacks Thad in the head with a Pele Kick!!! Thad staggers into the ropes...Catalina takes off, hitting the ropes, she bounces off and charges at Thad...he ducks and hoists her up high in the air!! She goes over the ropes...holds onto the top rope, changes direction and comes down, sliding back into the ring between Thad’s legs! Thad looks around, thrown by her quickness...he finally faces the ring and Catalina is back on her feet...she leaps up and hits him with an Enziguri!!! Thad’s body flips over the top rope landing hard on the apron before crashing onto the unforgiving ruins outside! He winces, arching his back. The crowd pops big for the sequence, clapping and chanting ‘CAT-A-LINA!!!’~

MoMo: You can’t beat what you can’t catch and nobody is quick enough to catch Catalina!

Leo: Damnit...that bitch just tried to injure Thad! Couldn’t we have put some mats or some shit down out there...landing on those ruins is okay for Helena or Catalina...but not my dear thad.

MoMo: Name of the game. Try not to get tossed outside, basically.

~Catalina looks down...like everyone else she’s having that ‘oh yea, that probably really hurts’ moment watching Thad land outside. The moment is short lived as she’s rolled up by Helena...Tony slides in~

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KICK OUT!

~Catalina kicks out and rolls over onto one knee. Helena pops to her feet...Catalina tumbles forward...Helena jumps over her. She leaps out of the tumble onto the middle buckle of the nearest corner...she jumps off without looking, spinning around for a crossbody...but Helena jumps up, grabs her, and pops her with a Supersonic (Codebreaker)!!!! The fans go wild!!! Catalina’s hair flies back as her body violently hits the mat. She’s motionless...Helena crawls over and hooks the leg...Tony slides in~

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3...SHOULDER UP

MoMo: WHOA! That’s two near falls in a very short time span for Helena. She’s looking strong!

Leo: Finally, somebody caught that woman. All that flying around was making me nauseous.

MoMo: I found it exciting.

Leo: Oh, so you get excited when other people are in pain. Sicko.

~Helena looks up at Tony. Is she questioning the count? We’re not sure. She turns her attention back to Catalina, snaring her by the arm and hoisting her up...she whips Catalina into the nearest corner...Cortes hits hard. Helena charges in and delivers a big splash!! She whips Catalina out of the corner...Catalina runs forward and is met by Thad! Thad, back in the ring, ducks and hoists Catalina up high...her body getting tremendous height...she starts to flip over...fans grow concerned she might land on her head but she just barely makes it over, her back slamming HARD into the mat! Huge applause from the fans. Thad looks down at her as Helena stands next to him. Thad turns and tries to discuss something with Helena...but Helena just fires off, punching him with right hand/chop combos!! Thad is reeling against the ropes...Helena whips him off the ropes...but Thad reverses and levels Helena with a short arm clothesline!!! Helena is down, holding her chest...Thad stands tall to a strong ovation from the fans. A ‘THAD! THAD! THAD!’ chant breaks out~

MoMo: All three of these competitors are over with these fans. It’s been non stop action from the start!

Leo: Here we go. Thad in control. Let’s get some normal fuckin pace going on and wrap this baby up.

MoMo: Easier said than done, my friend.

Leo: I ain’t your friend, guy.

~Thad pulls Helena to her feet but she leans in with a headbutt into his chest. He stumbles back. She nails him with a forearm shot to the head. He stumbles back. She runs into, bounces off and dropkicks Thad in the head!!! Thad falls through the ropes, onto the apron!! The fan are now behind Helena as she fires up! Thad pulls himself up using the top rope...Helena runs in and tries to push him off the apron but he holds on and lifts up his leg, kicking Helena in the head. Thad then, holding onto the top rope, flips back into the ring and goes for Legend Certified (Buckshot Lariat)!!!! But Helena ducks and Thad stumbles into the ropes. Helena hits the ropes, bounces off and flies into the air at Thad with reckless intent...she hits him with a crossbody but the momentum takes them both over the top, onto the apron and down onto the unforgiving ruins surface. The fans go quiet, looking on to see if they are okay...both Thad and Helena wince, grimace, hold their bodies as they work to get back to their feet knowing time is of the essence~

MoMo: You do not...I repeat, do NOT want to fall from the ring to the outside in this match.

Leo: No fucking shit, man. Just cause Helena is having some kind of breakdown doesn’t mean she needs to try and injure Thad.

MoMo: She’s trying to win and, frankly, I think her emotional strength should be complimented.

~Thad and Helena both struggle to their feet...kicking pieces of rock and stone away. Thad pulled a few small rocks out of his palm. Reaching their feet they stare at one another, ready to throw down...until they hear a slight rumble. They look up and, as they do, Catalina comes flying from the ring with a corkscrew plancha!!!! She lands right on top of Thad and Helena to a HUGE ovation!!!! They break her fall...she pops back to her feet, fired up! Thad and Helena are once again down, wincing with terrible pain shooting through their bodies. The fans chant “HOLY SHIT!”~

MoMo: Catalina once again risking it all to regain the upper hand!

Leo: Ugh...oh my gosh! Stop trying to injure Thad!

~On her feet, Catalina heads toward the entrance of the ruins. She looks up and envisions glory and acclaim...a spot off the top of the old lighthouse ruins. She reaches up, snaring a grip and starts to climb. The fans look on, nervously...some yelling at her to get down. She gets a few feet up before Thad heads over and reaches for her, yanking her off the side of the structure...she jumps off and lands on his shoulders! He stumbles around...she leans back for Cata-Rana!!! But Thad hangs on, barely!!! Catalina is hanging, head facing down, across Thad’s back. He’s holding onto her legs. Heading toward the ring, he slings her forward for an inverted Alabama Slam...but she grabs onto the top rope with both hands and lifts her legs in the air, her entire body vertical. Thad slides into the ring. Catalina turns around and brings her legs down for a headscissors on Thad...but he ducks her legs and hooks her over his shoulder, ripping her off the top rope. He’s got a good grip...she wiggles, trying to get free, but he’s too strong. Helena is back on her feet, observing. Thad considers several moves...but he decides the less air, the better, driving Catalina into the mat with a powerslam!!! She’s down, rolling around in pain~

MoMo: Smart move by Thad. You give Catalina any air and she’ll likely make you pay.

Leo: Keep that feral thing grounded. For sure.

~Thad is on one knee...he takes his time getting to his feet...as he does, Helena hops onto the apron...she grabs onto the top rope, leaps over it, snares Thad by the head and drops him with Smooth Criminal (Slingshot Bulldog)!!! Thad is down!!! The fans pop!!! Helena hurries for the cover on Thad. Tony slides in~

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3..NO! Break up!

MoMo: Cat dives in breaking that one up!

Leo: Yea, she’s good at that. Fuckin Cortes.

MoMo: Don’t begrudge a warrior for trying to win.

~Helena holds the back of her head and sees Cortes. She goes after her, diving on top of Catalina and throwing rights and lefts at her head. Catalina tries to cover up as Helena is able to get a mount position. Catalina still manages to drag her into a corner with Helena straddling Cortes, throwing wild rights and lefts. In the corner, Helena finally connects with a cross elbow shot into Catalina’s jaw! She’s slowed. Helena pops to her feet...she runs across the ring into the opposite corner...the fans cheer her on as she charges forward, leaps into the air and hits Catalina with Blurred Lines (Bronco Buster!) She hits her over and over and over...until Thad steps in, snaring Helena under her arm and slinging her over and to the mat with an inverted hip toss...Helena hits the mat front first with tremendous force! The fans all wince, feeling that pain...but they still clap and support Thad~

MoMo: The fans refuse to turn on any of these competitors. They are behind all three.

Leo: They’re just here for the action, I supposed. The action that ends with Thaddy on top.

MoMo: He’s looked strong, so far. But there’s still a ways to go.

~Behind Thad we see Catalina pulling herself back up...Thad senses it. Catalina takes off...Thad turns around...she dives at him, he catches her...he spins her around, she shifts her body into a Tilt-a-Whirl headscissors taking Thad to the mat!!! Thad is seated up next to Helena, dazed. Catalina dives in and hooks his arms taking him over with Cat’s Cradle (La Magistral Cradle)!!!! Tony dives in~

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BREAK UP!

MoMo: Helena dove in at the last second! My gosh Catalina hooks that move so fast the opponent has no time to react.

Leo: Holy shit. Thank you, Helena. Now, lay down for Thad.

MoMo: Stop!

~Catalina pops up. Thad scrambles to his feet. Helena is right behind them. All three wrestlers are standing...the fans are cheering. All three start to brawl with each other...six fists flying in three different directions! “SI! SI! SI!” the fans chant...their ability to chant in both english and spanish is impressive! Thad knocks Catalina back with a big right hand. He turns to Helena but she smacks him with a huge right hand of her own!! He’s dazed...she hits the ropes, bounces off and clobbers Thad with Screw U! (spinning knee strike)!!!!! Thad spins around and falls into the ropes...his upper body hitting the middle rope. Helena reaches for him but turns around only to nearly get decapitated by a charging Catalina as she takes Helena down with Marlowe Massacre (Kinshasa)!!!!! Helena’s body violently hits the mat! Catalina, feeling good, throws her arm in the air for a moment before getting put down by a HEAT SEEKER from Thad!!! She hits the mat!!! Thad collapses to the mat!! All three are down as the fans are on their feet, cheering, whistling, chanting, clapping...these fans are loving every minute of this!~

MoMo: Wow! All three hit their finisher and all three are down!

Leo: How about that Thad, huh? Took Helena’s finisher, got back up and hit Catalina with a Heat Seeker...WHAT A MAN

MoMo: A nice assist from the ropes, to be honest. Had there been no ropes he’d have been down.

Leo: Shitting on Team Welsh. How predictable.

~With all three competitors down and the fans cheering, we get an overview of the setting for a brief moment. The sun, high in the sky, pouring down on the Old Lighthouse Ruins. Fans surrounding the structure. Tony walks around, waiting for someone to make a move. We start to hear murmuring from the fans. Our view shifts...camera cut after camera cut to find out what’s going on...and, finally, we catch it. A figure making their way under the rope, through the dilapidated entrance and into the ruins. She’s elegant. She’s poised. She’s beautiful. And, well, she also appears to be quite dangerous~

MoMo: Look!

Leo: M’lady!

MoMo: It’s Demi Stratford...wife of Stephen Stratford!

Leo: Was the clarification really necessary?

~Demi reaches ringside...once the fans realize who she is the booing consumes Aguadilla. She makes her way around the ring, turning each corner with calculated footsteps...her eyes studying the ring and the three competitors laying atop the mat. The boos continue to pour in as she goes around the entire ring before taking a step back, folding her arms and choosing to stick around for an up close view of the action. The fans chant “¡Dejar!” But she just ignores them, never once appearing rattled by the hate. Inside the ring, Helena is the first to stir...she crawls for the ropes, tossing her upper body over the bottom rope for support...as she does, she looks out and sees Demi staring right at her. Helena’s reaction slowly builds into a look of anger and rage~

MoMo: Uh oh

Leo: It’s all coming together.

MoMo: Can we get her out of here? She’s clearly distracting Helena!

Leo: Hey, she’s a friend of Team Welsh. She’s not gonna interfere, man. She just wants to get a good, close look at this TRIAD action everyone is talking about.

MoMo: Yea, right. Her very existence is going to be a detriment to Helena.

Leo: Sounds like a Helena problem.

~Helena starts to crawl over the bottom rope to the outside looking like she wants to murder Demi. But the crowd pops as...Helena(?) comes running down! She’s got her head all bandaged up from the chair shot!~

MoMo: Wait, is that?

Leo: What kind of sorcery is this!

MoMo: It’s the Helena that suffered the chair shot last week!

~We get a shot of two Helena’s looking at each other. The one with the head wound trying to get the other to stay focused...they’ll deal with Demi. “Helen?” we hear a voice from inside the ring. It comes from Thad, looking at the scene. His opponent, Helen(a) gets to her feet, hearing his voice. She turns, looking up at him...he looks at the other Helena outside the ring...he then sees Demi Stratford...he reaches out to try and calm Helena but she takes him over with a Small Package!! The fans pop! Tony slides in~

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KICK OUT!

MoMo: Yea, I don’t think Helena is going to be very friendly in this moment. Best to just compete and figure it all out later.

Leo: Don’t be friends with the clone, Thad!

MoMo: She’s not a clone!

~Thad and Helena both get to their feet...as they do, they see a shadow descending...they turn and look and find Catalina’s body corkscrewing in the air before coming down and taking them both over with Cata-Clysm (corkscrew neckbreaker)!!!! They are both down!! Catalina is back on her feet, fired up ready to end it...until she sees Demi and the other Helena. She pauses...heading to the ropes, taking a look at what’s going on. The other wounded Helena sees Demi and heads her way...Demi warns Helena...warning that the ‘Dragon’ lurks. Helena, breathing heavy, wound still fresh and visible on their heads, remains still, poised...weighing options, ready to pounce at any moment~

MoMo: Some internal struggles going on. You know Stephen Stratford isn’t far away if Demi’s out here. He’s not gonna let her get beat up.

Leo: You act like she can’t handle herself, man.

MoMo: The wounded Helena has got a decision to make...if they jump on Demi this could get really bad, really fast. The best course might be supporting Helena.

Leo: You’re losing me, man. Let’s just put Thad over.

MoMo: Hold up, I’m receiving word that Knox is trying to head down here.

Leo: NO

~We cut to a shot of Knox exiting a temporary set up where he’s been hanging out. He marches out, furious over Demi’s appearance. He’s determined to reach the Old Lighthouse Ruins...but, he’s suddenly surrounded by TRIAD security. He tries to get through them, but there are too many, holding him back, keeping him from reaching the match~

MoMo: If Demi can be out here so can Knox!

Leo: No way, he’s way too emotional. Demi’s cool. She’s just gonna watch.

MoMo: This isn’t fair!

Leo: Dude, Helena already has another Helena out there..this is MORE than fair.

MoMo: Why won’t they just leave this family alone!

Leo: Knox should’ve let Stratford win. He fucked up.

~Catalina shakes off the surprise of two Helena’s but not before Thad is back on his feet, grabbing her from behind and spinning her around...he whips her across the ring...she sprints, leaping over Helena in the ring and jumping up onto the top rope, balancing herself. Thad rushes in...she springboards back and lands on his shoulders. Thad grabs onto her legs, making sure she can’t flip frontwards or backwards to take him down. She’s caught in the Electric Chair position. Helena, in the ring, returns to her feet and heads for the corner. Thad notices this and he gets into position...Helena reaches the top...she looks at Catalina who is trying to break free...but Thad’s grip is too strong...Helena jumps off the top rope, grabs Catalina and takes her off Thad’s shoulders to the mat with a Dragon Twist Cutter (Lone Digger)!!!! BOOM!! Huge impact!!! Catalina is face down on the mat...Helena hurries to her feet...as she does, Thad’s foot flies right at her face...Heat Seeker!!! But side tumbles under it! She runs into the corner, kicks off the middle buckle, turns around and sprints forward...Thad turns around and narrowly dodges Screw U!!! Helena lands on her feet...Thad turns back around...the two greet each other with right hands, brawling it out to the cheers of Aguadilla~

MoMo: Catalina is down! Thad and Helena are trading punches!

Leo: Helena has figured one thing out...don’t trust anybody.

MoMo: An unfortunate lesson. Trust is such an important part of life.

Leo: Trust is for fools. Just like hope.

~As they brawl we cut outside where Helena 2 is reaching under the ring, pulling out a chair. Demi sees the chair and warns Helena 2 to think about this. But, it appears as though they’ve already given it plenty of thought. Demi starts to back up with Helena 2 slowly stalking them, chair in hand. Back inside the ring Thad and Helena are brawling. Thad keeps expecting to get the upper hand but Helena is throwing fists with a fury unlike any competitor he’s faced in a long, long time. She starts to get the upper hand! Thad is rocked! He’s stumbling back! The fans are on their feet. Helena reaches back and knocks Thad over the top rope and onto the apron with a looping haymaker!! Huge ovation!!! Thad hangs onto the top rope, knees weak, barely standing on the apron. Helena looks to her knee and she takes off, running to the ropes...she bounces off, charges forward...but Thad flips back into the ring and lunges forward with Legend Certified!!!! Helena drops to her knees and slides under his arm...Thad looks around, surprised. Helena pops back to her feet, hits the ropes, springboards off the middle rope, spins around and connects with a dropkick into Thad’s head!!! Thad stumbles into the corner. Helena heads that way, focused, fired up...she’s got The Duke reeling. The fans of Aguadilla are firmly behind her!~

MoMo: Helene is taking it to Thad. Catalina remains down! This is her moment! She’s got it!

Leo: I hate to say it but she looks like a fuckin champion. Insanely powerful right now.

MoMo: Thad’s in serious trouble!

Leo: C’mon, Thad...poke her in the eye. It’s okay. It’s for the TRIAD, buddy!

MoMo: Uh, that’s not very brave.

Leo: SHUTTHEFUCKUP

~Helena runs forward and pops Thad in the face with a knee!! He leans forward, ready to fall to the mat but Helena keeps him up. She leans in and hoists him up onto the top buckle. Behind them we see Helena 2 bearing down on Demi with the chair. Demi backs up, leaning against the steel ring post. She’s got nowhere to go. She takes a quick glimpse over her shoulder...she doesn’t look concerned...still very composed, just issuing warning after warning to Helena 2. Back inside the ring, Helena has Thad hooks for Stuparena (Exploder Suplex)!!! She’s gonna toss him from the top with Stuparena! Outside the ring, Helena 2 rears back with the chair and slings it forward!!! Demi ducks!!! The chair slams into the post and hits Helena in the foot!!! Helena freezes, wincing in pain! Helena 2 backs away, shocked! Demi turns around, shaking her head as if to say ‘told ya so’~

MoMo: No!! The chair shot backfired! Helena just hit Helena!

Leo: Geezus. These Stratford’s, man! Play with them. Never against.

MoMo: Helena had this...fight back, Helena! It’s not over!

~Thad drives elbow after elbow into Helena’s head...she falls to the mat, hard! He leaps off the top with a Savage Elbow!! The fans pop for the move!! Thad returns to his feet...he measures Helena up. She is slow getting to her feet...she finally does and he charges in with HEAT SEEKER!!! But out of nowhere Catalina comes flying in with Marlowe Massacre!!!! Thad’s body is sent crashing into the ropes, through them and onto the apron!! The fans pop for the action!!! Catalina is suddenly taken over by Helena!!! The fans rise to their feet!!! Tony slides in...but Catalina rolls through!!! Both women scramble to their feet...Helena leaps up and takes Catalina over with a Frankensteiner...she hooks both legs, turning it into a pin!! Tony, already down, makes the count...Thad hurries to try and break it up~

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3!!!!!!

~The bell rings right as Thad leaps in to break it up! Too late! Catalina gets the pin~

Belvedere: Here is your winner...CATALINA CORTES!!!!!

MoMo: Catalina did it! Her quickness stole her the win…again!

Leo: GEEZUS...are we sure Thad didn’t break that up in time?

MoMo: The ruling is official.

Leo: Unbefuckinglievable.

MoMo: Catalina is now 2-0!

~Thad, on his knees, shakes his head...so close. He looks up into the sky, at the sun...with a big sigh he gets to his feet. Looking down he spots Catalina...she looks up at him...what’s he going to do? Thad extends his hand...she takes it and he pulls her up, patting her on the back. He then turns to help Helena up...but she’s seated, arms over her knees eyes staring straight down into the mat. She refuses to acknowledge the hand so Thad pulls it back...no big deal, he gets it. He acknowledges the crowd as they let out a ‘THAD!’ chant...he exits~

MoMo: No sore loser there. Thad gave it his all and was THIS close to winning. In these Trials it takes a little luck sometimes to get the win.

Leo: I really thought we had this one. FUCK

MoMo: Hey, no shame in losing any of these. You guys still got a point.

Leo: Fuck off.

~Catalina walks around looking all proud...maybe she’s planning on doing another flip or three...we won’t know because Helena 2 gets into the ring. They rush over to check on Helena. Catalina’s eyes widen like “ohkay, I’m just gonna let you two do your thing” and she hits the mat and rolls out, exiting to “CAT-A-LINA” chants~

MoMo: Wise move by Catalina. There’s a lot going on with Helena right now. And I don’t think she really wants anybody’s help to get through it.

Leo: At least not the help of someone who just fuckin pinned her.

MoMo: True.

~We’re left with a shot of both Helena’s in the ring...one consoling the other. In the background we see Demi Stratford watching, a look of satisfaction on her face. The fans clap and encourage Helena as our view slowly transitions back to the TRIAD van and our announcers~

MoMo: Tough two weeks for Helena. I know she’s gonna hang in there. She’s close.

Leo: This shit’s tough on everyone, man. I mean, fuck...I’m exhausted and this is only the 5th match I’ve ever called.

MoMo: Stamina is going to play a major factor in these Trials. Can you withstand the punishment? The failure? The struggle? Or, will you fold?

Leo: Fold and go join some other place with lesser wrestlers so you can feel good about being that big fish in that small pond.

MoMo: Exactly.

Leo: Cause that ain’t brave.

MoMo: Not it is not. Alright, after that opening contest Catalina moves up to 4 points. Thad jumps up to 3 and Helena, sadly, remains scoreless. Team PIC is up to 8 points as Team Welsh slights up to 5. Team TLS is still stuck at 2.

Leo: Well, at least we got a point. Next one is big...after Wolf takes Vhodka down things will look a lot better.

MoMo: Easier said than done. Alright, folks...we’ve gotta get this van over to our next location so, in the meantime, you all take a breather, grab a snack...we’ll be right back!

~We’re about to cut away when a loud CRASH shakes the ground. People scream and run as the camera shakes...it cuts, violently, trying to find the source of the commotion~

MoMo: What was that?!

Leo: Meteor! It’s Armageddon all over again! We need Bruce Willis!

MoMo: Get off me!

Leo: Is my face melting? It feels like it’s melting!

~We finally locate the source of the impact...the TRIAD ring has been crushed under the weight of a giant piece of rock that apparently broke off and fell from the dilapidated entrance. TRIAD officials stand around, looking...we see both Handbasket’s looking at the ring. Fans stare on, shocked~

MoMo: The ring was just crushed! I’m told, fortunately, nobody was in the ring and everyone is safe.

Leo: Oh, so it wasn’t a meteor. Whew. Good stuff.

MoMo: That could’ve been very dangerous. Thank goodness everyone was out of there before that giant piece of rock crushed the ring.

Leo: This is what happens when you wrestle next to very old things.

MoMo: A strange act of nature. But, accidents do happen...again, just thankful nobody was hurt. Anyway...we’ll get that cleaned up, I’m sure. In the meantime, let’s take this van to Town Square as we prep for our second match of the evening! We’ll be right back!

EARLIER IN THE WEEK

“Okay, so Stratford is taken care of, right?”

“Yep, he’ll be in Puerto Rico.”

“Thad?”

“Please, you know Thad’s gonna be there.”

“Is he confirmed?” Welsh asks with a strained tone.

“Yes, yes, confirmed.”

“Don’t fuck with me, Leo. This is important.”

“Alright, I got ya, boss.”

“Now, how about Wolf? She good to go?”

“Yes, good to go.”

“Okay…and Raven. He’s all set for his big Main Event?”

“Yessir. They’re all good to go. Don’t worry so much.”

“We only scored 4 points, Leo. You’ll have to excuse me if I’m a little upset. This team is way too talented to under-perform like that.”

“It’s fine, boss. We’ve got three more…”

Welsh slaps the clipboard out of Leo’s hands, “And where were you, huh? You had a front row seat…why didn’t you do your fuckin job?”

“I tried!”

“You tried? Did Sarah win? Did Stratford win? Seems the only match we won happened while you were cuffed to the fuckin announce table. Are you really that worthless?”

Welsh is right up in Leo’s face.

“I’m…I’m sorry, sir.”

Welsh stares down into Leo’s eyes. Leo turns away, shutting his.

“Get out of my sight.” Leo slips away. “And don’t fail me next time, Leo. You hear?”

Leo nods, scurrying off toward the boat Team Welsh is going to charter.

Welsh isn’t finished. It looks like he wants to punch something. His phone goes off.

“I’m here.”

Welsh texts back,

‘Where?’

“Behind you.”

Welsh spins around and sees Martina Richards.

“Whoa! You snuck up on me...nice.”

Welsh is impressed with Martina’s ability to move, undetected. Or, at least, undetected by him.

“Again, I’m here. What’s with the urgency...why did you fly me all the way out here?”

The fact she showed up is information enough that she’s down to take part in something. Welsh removes some cash, handing it over.

“Look, I’m sorry about not drafting you. Purely political. Had it been based on talent...you would’ve been, probably my first pick. So, because I feel bad, I thought I’d give you a chance to take part in TRIAD.”

Beat.

“I’m listening.”

“How would you like to be an honorary member of Team Welsh?”

“I like this,” she shows the cash.

“There’s more where that came from...follow me...Night 2 is just around the corner and I think I have a job for you.”

~Martina hesitates but ultimately accepts, following Welsh on board. We cut back to the live feed~

MoMo: And we’re back...interesting footage there, Leo.

Leo: Sorry, this van fuckin sucks, man. It smells like unwashed butthole.

MoMo: I think you’ve been listening to too many wrestling podcasts. But back to the footage we just saw...Welsh recruiting Martina Richards.

Leo: Oh yea...well, ya know, can’t ever have too much backup.

MoMo: It’s clear he was unhappy about last week’s results and, well, went out and recruited a member of the upcoming battle royal to help out.

Leo: It’s smart, man. She’s incredibly talented and, hey, you wanna get drafted? Work with the man himself and he’ll make all your dreams come true.

MoMo: Or nightmares. I don’t know what he has in store with Martina but it’ll no doubt thrust her into the spotlight...which could go either way, really.

Leo: Welsh makes stars.

MoMo: Anyway, we’re here in the heartbeat of Aguadilla. It’s Town Square! The TRIAD ring is set up and fans are all standing around, excited for our next contest. How apropos that tonight’s second match mirrors last week’s!

Leo: I mean, sure.

MoMo: You have two friends who might as well be family members taking on a very dark and, some might say, evil entity in Penelope. Vhodka and Sarah will team up, I think we know that’s a given...but will their friendship last or will it break under the weight of TRIAD competition?

Leo: Vhodka talks a big game about loving Sarah and all that jazz. Well, if it’s fuckin true...get out of the way and let her pin Penelope. Do the right thing, Black.

MoMo: Some might say that would be an insult to Wolf. Regardless, it’s going to be a wild one...Penelope has her soul, she’s 100% and ready to go. Can she survive Vhodka and Wolf or will the sisters from other misters take her apart and figure out what to do with the scraps?

Leo: Wolf’s hungry. Feed it to her.

MoMo: Team TLS needs this. Vhodka is their anchor. This could be, I hate to say it, a must win...and it’s only Night 2. Let’s head on down to ringside!

Vhodka Black (2 PTS) vs. Sarah Wolf (1 PT) vs. Penelope (1 PT)

~Aguadilla has a lot to offer. We’ve already seen a glimpse into its mysterious history. Now we’ll take a leap into modern day Aguadilla. The heart of this great city. It’s literal pulse. Where locals, visitors, and souls appear in search of desire. Not unlike our next match where Vhodka, a local wherever she goes, will take on Sarah Wolf, an individual people wish would only visit, and Penelope, one who is deeply connected with her soul. All three seek the same desire – victory. Town square is live! People surround the hub, holding TRIAD signs as well as advertisements for local taxi services, restaurants, and other recreational hubs looking to cash in on the influx of customers. The ring is set up in the central chamber of Aguadilla’s heart. A metal guardrail erected around it, keeping the fans at bay. Traditional mats placed down in between the guardrail and the ring. A walk way the extends from the ring into a local business that’s been rented out as the ‘dressing’ room for these three competitors. Giant screens set up to display the action for those too short or too far to get a good look at the action. The TRIAD van pulls up, side door sliding open as Belverdere exits to a huge ovation. He enters the ring. Leo and MoMo take a seat on the edge of the floor of the van, their legs hanging out over the side, deciding to call the action while seated half inside the vehicle~

Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next contest is scheduled for one fall!!

~Huge ovation! Horns sound off. Streamers fly through the air. We hear something that sounds like a kazoo. These locals are fired up~

Belvedere: Introducing first…

~Penelope walks out as her haunting music plays to the crowd. She looks out at the people surrounding the ring, to a fairly mixed reaction. She grins beneath the wide brim of her hat in her devilish way as she surveys the crowd.

Belvedere: "Making her way to the ring, by way of the Hotel California, representing Team PIC...she is...Penelope!"

~Penelope, carrying a dead flower in her hands, plucks the black, withered petals off the flower one at a time as she walks and lets them fall to the floor. This leaves a bizarre trail behind her as she goes~

~As she nears the ring, she drops the naked stem on the floor at the end of the aisleway. She slides into the ring under the bottom rope. She crawls to the middle of the ring, before sitting back on her haunches~

~She looks up, and spits out a cloud of fine black mist before she lets out an ear splitting shriek. Penelope turns and gestures towards the crowd maniacally. She gets to her feet, slowly removing her hat and shawl, and makes her way to one of the corners as she waits on her opponents~

MoMo: Penelope back in action. Last week she looked to have victory secured until a fire started by LCP’s vice wound up irritating her soul just enough to keep her from claiming victory.

Leo: Does she HAVE to scream like that? Fuck’s sake.

MoMo: I’m told her soul will not be an issue tonight. So, Sarah Wolf and Vhodka Black will have to deal with Penelope at 100%...a task I’m not sure either woman is ready for.

Leo: Maybe not alone...but together?

Belvedere: Introducing next…

~“When I'm queen” by Jackoff Jill hits! A mixed reaction from the fans...those who aren’t still holding their ears from Penelope’s screech. Emerging from the ‘backstage’ location is Sarah Wolf. Pausing, she looks side to side, taking in the surroundings. With a very calm, almost unsettlingly cool demeanor, she stalks her way to the ring~

Belvedere: From Brooklyn, New York...standing 5’6 and weighing in at 210lbs...Sarah ‘Dollface’ Wolf!!!

MoMo: Our second look at Sarah Wolf...and our first look at her entrance!

Leo: Seems she’s a bit more reserved this week. Nice. She’s got the look of a champion, doesn’t she?

MoMo: She definitely appears more settled. Something about MERICA must have really set her off last week.

Leo: It’s fuckin MERICA, man.

~Wolf reaches ringside. Heading up to the ring, she folds her arms and places them on the apron, resting her chin atop them while looking up into the ring at Penelope as an excited smile starts to cross her face~

Belvedere: And, their opponent…

~The lights around the ring go off. The big screens do the same. A woman’s voice sings out over the PA system while the words flash in white lettering on the black tron screens~

Who you talkin' to man?
Who you talkin' to man?

~The music fully kicks in as the lights come up, Vhodka emerges from the backstage area with a small lit torch in her left hand. She is dressed in high waisted latex briefs that are attached to a studded latex halter top through a harness that travels up her midsection. Her legs are covered by torn fishnet tights with studded straps working their way down like garters to attach onto studded knee pads. Her hair is orange, snarled and hanging down her back, with bangs braided back and pinned underneath to keep them from her eyes. A smile plays across her lips as she nods her head with one hand in the air before she emits a spray of fluid that is ignited by the torch in her hand~

~After discarding the torch behind her she heads to the ring glancing towards the crowd on either side, occasionally sticking her tongue out at hecklers and pointing to others as she approaches the ring. He walks up behind Sarah and gives her a friendly shoulder nudge before sliding underneath the bottom rope~

~Vhodka stays on hands and knees in the center of the ring, her upper body pushed up with her lower body pressed against the ring for a moment before standing and quickly moving to the corner turnbuckle where she stands taking it all in~

Belvedere: From Bent Fork, Tennessee...standing about yay high and weighing…

~Belvedere holds the mic out to the crowd “En primer lugar, ¡cómo te atreves!” Belvedere is like, ‘Nice’~

Belvedere: Representing Team TLS...she is the destroyer of egos and the bringer of emotional pain...she’s the boss that ruins the sauce...she is...Vhodka Black!!!

~Vhodka laughs, stepping forward and patting Belvedere on the shoulder. “Good job.” Belvedere blushes, exiting. Sarah is caught in the background shaking her head. The crowd starts chanting ‘VHODKA! VHODKA! VHODKA!’ Penelope is unmoved. Sarah looks around...her friend’s overwhelming popularity shouldn’t be a surprise at this stage~

MoMo: The people love Vhodka and who can blame them! Whether it’s Miami, Puerto Rico, or The Moon...Vhodka wins people over wherever she goes!

Leo: Whoa, hold up. I don’t think you should speak for Martians, man.

MoMo: A bit of hyperbole but you get the message.

Leo: What the fuck is Hyper bowl? Is that like the XFL’s version of the Super Bowl?

~Vhodka, hands on hips, gives an exaggerated nod in response to the cheers. Her eyes turn back down toward Sarah who, with a sigh, brings her body up onto the apron and slowly slithers into the ring under the bottom rope. She pushes herself up to her feet and the bell sounds! Huge ovation. Sarah and Vhodka both look Penelope’s way. She’s in her corner, watching them...almost waiting for something to trigger her into action~

MoMo: Sarah and Vhodka go way back. Penelope is the outlier here. Can she, like Stratford, wedge a gap between these two friends or will they work together to take out the daunting entity that seeks to put them both down?

Leo: I believe Sarah is going to work with Vhodka right up until Penelope is basically dead and then she’ll roll Vhodka up for the three.

MoMo: Not sure how well that’d go over.

Leo: Oh, it’d go over very well in the Team Welsh locker room.

~Sarah approaches Vhodka. Vhodka smirks, motioning for Sarah to keep walking. Sarah gets up in Vhodka’s face...both women seem to be enjoying this display of showmanship. Vhodka urges Sarah to do something. Sarah warns Vhodka she doesn’t want any of her smoke, so to speak. Vhodka gives Sarah a light shove. Sarah laughs and shoves Vhodka back...the women suddenly lock up to a huge ovation from the fans~

MoMo: Oh, oh my. This is unexpected.

Leo: Interesting...maybe Sarah will murder Vhodka and avoid having to deal with spooky Penelope.

~The women push each other back and forth. A true stalemate! The fans urge Vhodka on while a few of the weaker men who probably like to be dominated cheer for Sarah. Penelope watches. Vhodka pushes Sarah back...Sarah pushes Vhodka back. Vhodka is backed up into a corner...she pushes forward, bullying Sarah back into a corner. Sarah pushes her way out, back to the center of the ring. The two women circle one another, locked in the ultimate collar and elbow tie up. A true test of strength, guts, will, and determination~

MoMo: I’ve never seen a tie up this intense in my life!

Leo: Sarah should’ve taken her over by now. I bet Vhodka’s got a handful of hair or something!

MoMo: Don’t underestimate the strength within Vhodka.

Leo: Only time that woman has any strength inside her is when...ya know what, nevermind.

MoMo: Hey! What in the hell were you about to say??

~The struggle is real. It’s late in the afternoon but that Puerto Rican sun is beating down on both women. The push and grunt and pull and do everything they can to gain the upperhand. Vhodka drops to a knee! The fans gasp! Sarah drops to a knee! The fans cheer! From their knees they continue to struggle until...until...UNTIL...they both collapse to the mat, releasing their hold! Silence grips the fans. They look on as both women are on their back, eyes shut. A refreshing Aguadilla breeze dances through the ring, blowing loose strands of hair back and forth, the only signs of ‘life’~

MoMo: They struggled themselves unconscious!

Leo: Oh come on! We need some smelling salts out there...quick, somebody go wake Sarah up!

MoMo: Even Tony, our ref, seems put off by this. He’s yet to administer a count.

Leo: Hold on, I’m going to go see if Sarah is okay.

MoMo: YOU ARE STAYING RIGHT HERE OR YOU WILL GET THE CUFFS AGAIN

Leo: Geezus, relax.

~Amidst all the hysteria over Wolf and Vhodka being down...a sense of terror permeates. Our view rises from the two women to find Penelope suddenly standing over them. Fans scream and yell for Vhodka to get up! But she’s not moving. Neither is Sarah. Penelope slightly tilts her head before reaching down to grab Vhodka by the neck. With her hand inches from Vhodka’s throat, Vhodka’s eyes open and she says, ‘Now!’ She kicks her legs up and wraps them around Penelope’s head with a Triangle Choke...a sloppy one, but a choke nonetheless. Sarah swivels her hips, getting to one knee and taking Penelope’s back!! She applies the Octopus Hold we saw her apply last week!! The fans go wild!! Penelope is consumed! Vhodka’s legs wrapped around her head and throat while Sarah pulls back and down on her shoulders and arms~

MoMo: They tricked her!

Leo: What strategy by Sarah Wolf! She’s a genius!

MoMo: I think Vhodka had something to do with that, Leo.

Leo: She eats at the Waffle House, man.

~The fans go wild for the double submission! Penelope leans over...she’s about to fall to the mat! It’s too much weight, too much pressure for a person to handle. But is Penelope a normal person? Nope. She gathers herself...Vhodka feels the tide turning...she leans forward, gripping the back of Penelope’s head, trying to choke her the fuck out. Sarah can feel a shift, too. She pulls back as hard as she can, gritting what’s left of her teeth, trying to tear Penelope’s arms off. But, Penelope rises...she charges backward into a corner, slamming Sarah. She steps forward and does it again and again and again and again until Sarah loses her grip and falls to the mat. Penelope leans forward, Vhodka still holding on...again, Penelope rises, marches toward the center of the ring and plants Vhodka into the mat with a powerbomb! The fans gasp in shock. Sarah is down. Vhodka is down. Penelope stands and she doesn’t look all that compromised~

MoMo: Unbelievable. Her soul is fully intact and, well, we might be seeing the TRIAD winner right before our eyes.

Leo: She certainly put whatever trailer park Sarah and Vhodka are from on notice.

MoMo: Oh, you’re anti Sarah now?

Leo: I just think she can do better than Vhodka.

~Penelope drops down to both knees to cover Vhodka...but Sarah is instantly on her back once again. Penelope stands as Sarah wraps her legs around Penelope’s waist, trying to lock her head under her arm. Penelope tries to fight Sarah off but the belligerence within Sarah is too much, she hooks Penelope’s head and holds on for a bit in one of the most painful looking holds you’ll see...legs wrapped around Penelope’s waist with Penelope’s head pulled back under Sarah’s arm. The fans grimace...it’s an unsettling sight~

MoMo: She might break her neck!

Leo: Yes! Kill the freak!

MoMo: My goodness I don’t know how Penelope hasn’t tapped yet.

~Sarah looks at Tony. Tony looks at Penelope...Tony looks back at Sarah as if to say, “Nah, she ain’t even close to tapping.” Sarah snarls, frustrated. She cranks down on the hold a bit before transitioning and hitting an inverted DDT!!! Penelope is down!! Sarah makes the quick cover~

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KICK OUT!

MoMo: Strong kickout from Penelope!

Leo: Geezus

MoMo: Sarah, I think felt the submission wasn’t doing anything so rather than waste all that energy she went for the quick pin.

Leo: We need an exorcist out here.

~Sarah shakes her head. As she does, a shadow consumes her. She looks up and sees Penelope standing over her. Sarah is shaken, for a moment...how is this woman already back on her feet! Penelope stalks Sarah...until Vhodka comes flying in like a kamikaze, a wild spinning heel kick to the side of Penelope’s head!!! Penelope stumbles into the ropes, falling through them and onto the apron! The fans pop. Vhodka pops back to her feet and extends her hand...Sarah takes it, allowing Vhodka to pull her back to her feet~

MoMo: And there she is! Vhodka looking great as always!

Leo: Bleaugh!

MoMo: What was that noise?

Leo: Sorry, thought I was gonna hurl for a second.

~Both women back up, they head for the ropes. Penelope is already rising to her feet, atop the apron. Vhodka and Sarah give a double boot to Penelope’s gut, forcing her to lean in. They hook Penelope by the head and in unison lift her up and over the top rope and back into the ring with a Double Suplex!! The crowd goes wild!! Vhodka nips back up while Sarah rotates her hips, swiveling to a kneeled position. Penelope sits straight up and methodically gets back to her feet. Vhodka charges at Penelope, taking her over with a quick hurricanrana! Penelope’s body shoots forward into Sarah’s eager grasp...Sarah pulls her down with a Small Package!! Tony slides in~

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3...NO!

MoMo: Penelope kicks out again! I think Sarah and Vhodka have figured out the best way to pin her is by doing it quick...quicker than she can react.

Leo: Sarah figured it out. Let’s not go and give that other one too much credit.

MoMo: She has a name and her name is Vhodka Black.

~Sarah hurries to her feet. Penelope doesn’t take long to get back to hers. Penelope throws a right hand but Wolf ducks and grabs Penelope from behind. Wolf then tosses Penelope over with a Release German Suplex!!! Penelope hits hard! She rolls over her head and to her knees...immediately she’s hooked from behind by Vhodka who pulls Penelope up and over with a German Suplex bridged into a pin!!! Tony flies in for the count~

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KICK OUT!!

MoMo: Whoa!! What a combo that...well, still didn’t lead to a pin.

Leo: That turncoat orange haired psycho! She tried to steal the win from Sarah!

MoMo: I think they’re just working together, Leo. I don’t think they’re concerned with ‘stealing’ anything from each other.

~Vhodka pops back to her feet...she stands next to Sarah. The two women exchange a look that says, “Can you believe this shit?” Penelope returns to her feet. Sarah and Vhodka charge forward with a double clothesline...but Penelope ducks! She hits the ropes...Vhodka and Sarah turn around and get taken down by a crossbody from Penelope!!! She lands right on top of them, all her weight! They roll around, holding their bodies in pain as Penelope returns to her knees before rising back to her feet~

MoMo: This could be a long night in Aguadilla for Vhodka and Sarah.

Leo: Yea, these words aren’t uttered very often but I don’t think they’ve experienced anything like this in the trailer park.

MoMo: Truth.

~Penelope stands over Vhodka...bending over, she grips that wild, orange hair of pro wrestling’s most popular competitor and yanks her to her feet...in one fluid motion she whips Vhodka into the nearest corner. Penelope follows that up by charging in and delivering a shoulder right into Vhodka’s midsection. Vhodka leans forward, wincing. Penelope straights her back up, measures the distance and delivers a straight right fist into Vhodka’s jaw! Black is rocked! The fans booo!!! Penelope grabs Vhodka’s head again, looking for another straight shot...but Wolf leaps onto her back! The crowd pops! Wolf takes her back and pummels Penelope in the back of the skull with forearms and fists!! Penelope stumbles, falling to her knees. Wolf continues pounding the Calamity Chamber champion until she’s face down on the mat. Wolf, straddling Penelope from behind, leans back on her knees, looking up, catching her breath...a strong ovation from the people of Aguadilla. The ground beneath her moves...Penelope is trying to get back up. Wolf dives forward with a double axe handle, pounding Penelope’s face into the mat. She staggers to her feet where she bumps into Vhodka...the two straighten each other up and lean back into the ropes, catching their breath~

MoMo: It’s going to be interesting to see if the two of them can manage to keep Penelope down for a three count. Right now you have to believe some doubt is creeping in.

Leo: As if the TRIAD isn’t dangerous enough...we had to go out and get Penelope Voorhees or Myers or whatever the fuck to join the crew.

MoMo: These Trials are for the very best, Leo. It’s to make sure the most worthy competitors rise to the occasion so that they may unite the TRIAD.

~Vhodka and Wolf don’t have much time to relax as Penelope rises back to her feet. They both share a ‘are you kidding me?’ look before firing up and throwing right hands into Penelope’s head. She stumbles back. They punch her all the way across the ring...punch, punch, punch, sending her up against the ropes...together they whip her off the ropes. She takes off...but they stop….no footsteps. They look at each other before spinning around and BOOM! They get nailed with a double clothesline that sends them over the top rope and onto the apron!! Wolf falls all the way to the floor while Vhodka remains atop the apron. Penelope reaches through the ropes, grabbing Vhodka by the hair and pulling her back into the ring. Vhodka is on her feet, trying to fight Penelope off...she reaches up and rakes Penelope across the face! Penelope stumbles...Vhodka takes a few steps back before charging in with what can best be described as a Thesz Press...only Penelope doesn’t go down, she catches Vhodka, re-positions her grip and tosses Vhodka over with a high angled T-Bone Suplex!! Vhodka lands hard, arching her back in pain. Penelope rises back to her feet~

MoMo: Vhodka’s in trouble. They weren’t having a ton of success against Penelope when it was 2 on 1...I shudder to think what one on one would look like.

Leo: I might need to…

MoMo: No! You will not assist!

~Vhodka gets to her knees...Penelope is already on her feet, she turns Vhodka around and grabs both her arms. The crowd rises...Penelope is looking to hit The Leuectomy. She brings her leg back, Vhodka looks up, unable to get out of this one. Penelope starts to bring her knee forward but can’t! Sarah Wolf is back in the ring, holding onto it. She sweeps Penelope’s other leg and hooks her in the wheelbarrow position before falling back and tossing Penelope over with a Wheelbarrow Suplex!! The back of Penelope’s head slams into the bottom buckle! The fans pop! Wolf gets back to her feet and checks on Vhodka...Vhodka frantically points at Penelope...Wolf turns around and sees Penelope pulling herself back up...Wolf charges in...Penelope takes a few steps forward, catches Wolf and flips backward with a spanish fly!! The two narrowly miss an injurious landing in the corner!! The crowd goes wild for the incredible display of strength and athleticism! Penelope is already making her way back to her feet...once she does, Vhodka rushes her...punches and elbows and kicks! Penelope is stumbling. The fans are firmly behind Vhodka...they want to see her take Penelope down! Vhodka is doing her best...Penelope looks rocked! Vhodka runs into the ropes...she bounces off and dives forward with SCREWDRIVER!!! But Penelope catches her and holds her up and drops her with an Atomic Drop!! Vhodka drops to one knee, reaching for her ass~

MoMo: Unreal. They can’t keep this woman down.

Leo: No shit, man. James Brown wishes he had this much soul.

~Penelope goes after Vhodka...but Sarah is behind her...she spins Penelope around and rocks her with a palm strike to the face!! Penelope stumbles. Sarah hits her again and again!! Penelope’s legs look a little shaky...the fans lean forward, edge of their seats...is she going to fall? Wolf rears back and brings her hand forward for the Devilock!!!! Penelope ducks!!! Vhodka is standing behind her! Wolf’s hand flies at Vhodka’s mouth...but Vhodka catches it. They pause...Vhodka looks at Sarah and then at her dangerous hand...slowly she opens the hand up and reaches out giving it a tender high five. The fans pop and a few laugh. Sarah locks her hand into Vhodka’s and they turn around to go after Penelope! But Penelope is waiting...she jumps up with both knees, cracking Vhodka and Sarah in the face! Penelope boots each woman in the gut before bringing them in and dropping them with a Double DDT!!! The fans groan...both women are down. Penelope sits between them looking as fresh as she did when the match began~

MoMo: Starting to feel like it’s a matter of when rather than if.

Leo: Quick, we need to call a hitman in California...have them take out that soul.

MoMo: I’m sorry to tell you I don’t have any hitman on speed dial.

Leo: Then you haven’t truly lived.

~Penelope rises, standing between Wolf and Vhodka. The two women struggle to all fours, looking at one another...as they do, Penelope kicks Wolf in the face...she then brings her leg back, smacking Vhodka in hers. Both women fall back to the mat. Penelope keeps her focus on Wolf. Wolf crawls for the ropes, looking for some support but Penelope drives her boot into the back of Sarah’s head, halting her momentum. Reaching down, she grabs Wolf’s arm...spinning her around...she grabs the other and pulls her arms up, staring down at Wolf’s face. Wolf is dazed, at first...she starts to come to...but Penelope SMACKS her in the face with The Leuectomy!!! Wolf’s head bobbles left...then right before she starts to refocus...Penelope hits her again! Wolf leans back...her arms still gripped by Penelope...she shakes it off. Penelope hits her a third time!!! Wolf’s eyes start to roll into the back of her head...but she brings them back down, stares at Penelope and spits up into her face!!! The crowd pops...Penelope rears back with her leg and CRACK!! A fourth Leuectomy into Wolf’s face!!! Wolf collapses to the ground. Penelope kicks her out of the ring, under the bottom rope...her body is deposited near ringside. Penelope then turns around, spotting Vhodka, who is on all fours, unaware of what Wolf has suffered~

MoMo: Penelope may have knocked Wolf out.

Leo: Shit. FUCK

MoMo: Not looking good for Team Welsh.

Leo: Hold on.

MoMo: Come back here!

~Leo leaves the TRIAD van, heading toward the ring. Penelope reaches down to grab Vhodka...but she springs into action, rolling forward. Penelope whiffs, stumbling forward. Vhodka gets to her feet and hits the ropes...she bounces off and eats a spinning back kick into the gut!! Vhodka staggers forward, doubling over. Penelope grabs her by the head, rushes for the ropes...she springboards off the second rope, spins around and drops Vhodka with a springboard inverted DDT!!! Vhodka is down!! Penelope crawls on top of her for the pin~

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Kick Out!!

MoMo: Alright, Vhodka survives the pin attempt. But, without the aid of Wolf and given Penelope’s...abilities. How long can she realistically last?

~Penelope, grabbing Vhodka by the head, slams the back of her skull into the mat after the nearfall, perhaps as punishment. Outside the ring, we see Leo drop to one knee to check on Sarah, who still appears worse for wear...a welt forming on her forehead from the knee strikes. Leo gingerly shakes her, trying to get her to wake up. Back inside the ring, Penelope is on her feet...she’s got Vhodka up and over her shoulder...Penelope runs into a corner and drops Vhodka across the top buckle with Snake Eyes!!! Vhodka staggers back...Penelope hits the ropes, bounces off and drills Vhodka into the mat with a Meteora!!! Vhodka is flat on her back...her legs spring up from the impact, Penelope hooks them and Tony is in for the count~

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SHOULDER UP

MoMo: Another nearfall! Penelope is wearing Vhodka down who, unlike her adversary, does not have the power of an active soul to charge her up. And I am in no way, shape, or form calling Vhodka soulless.

~Penelope, still in the mount position, looks down at Vhodka and buries a forearm shot into her face! Vhodka rolls over, slowly...she’s clearly suffering from the damage Penelope has thrown her way. Outside, we see Leo help Wolf regain her wits. Vhodka lays on the mat, just trying to recover...this gives Penelope ample opportunity to grab her arm, lock it up, reach out and snatch her head with both arms...and, like that, she’s got Vhodka tied up in The Lament Configuration (Scissored Armbar Crossface)!!! Vhodka yells out...she quickly stymies the yell, not wanting to show much weakness...she tries to internalize the pain as she reaches out, looking to grab onto the ropes...but she’s pretty far away. We see the back of Wolf’s head start to peek up over the apron with Leo helping her...Leo looks in and sees Vhokda in deep shit. He thinks. Tony drops down, asking Vhodka if she wants to give it up~

MoMo: Vhodka is in serious trouble! Penelope might pick up the two points here unless she can get to the ropes or Wolf can make a save! I don’t know what my broadcast colleague is doing down there but his efforts seem to be slowing down...for some reason.

~Vhodka is weakening. Her resolve remains strong but her body can only take so much. She’s fading. Penelope, the unyielding entity, continues to wrench and pull at Vhodka’s body. Sarah starts to look up but Leo advises her to keep her head down and rest as he watches, eyes eager. Wolf wouldn’t listen to God let alone fuckin Leo so she shoves him back and bit and her eyes locate the scene...she sees Vhodka in serious shit. Leo leans in, “Let her submit. You’ll get a point. She gets zero.” Wolf’s brow furrows...she turns to Leo and shoves him to the ground! The fans go wild!! Wolf slides into the ring, runs forward and knees Penelope in the face!!! The hold is broken!! Vhodka rolls out of the ring, onto the floor. Wolf gets to her feet, holding her head as Penelope rises back to hers~

MoMo: Sarah Wolf with the save! Some things just go beyond wins and losses and it’s clear that Wolf and Vhodka’s relationship is more important than professional glory.

Leo: Son of a bitch.

MoMo: Welcome back.

Leo: I just don’t fuckin get it, man. One point guaranteed...Vhodka sinking...0 points for the most dangerous wrestler in the field. AND SHE FUCKIN BLOWS IT

MoMo: Quit trying to tame her and let her be.

Leo: Fuck that. She needs to get with the fucking program.

~Sarah fires up with some forearm shots into Penelope’s head...but Penelope leans in, headbutting Sarah!!! Sarah is rocked! Her head still swimming from all of those knee shots! Penelope chops Sarah! She punches Sarah in the head...she spins around with a roaring elbow shot to Sarah’s chin...Sarah leans into Penelope who grabs both of her arms and kicks he legs out from underneath her. Wolf is kneeling, head bowed forward...Penelope then delivers another Leuectomy to Wolf!!! Wolf collapses to the mat! The fans rise!! Penelope drops down and makes the cover~

1!

2!

3!!!

NO!

MoMo: Wolf kicks out! Unreal!

Leo: Okay, that’s it. If she won’t accept our help then I guess we’re gonna have to make her take it.

MoMo: What does THAT mean?

~Penelope gets to her feet...for the first time all night we see some emotion...some, concern? On her face. She gets to one knee and grabs Sarah by the hair. Pulling Sarah up, she knees her in the side of the head. Sarah falls back to her knees...Penelope then applies The Lament Configuration!!! The crowd rises knowing Sarah is already compromised, physically. Penelope has it locked in, rearing back, trying to get a tap. Tony drops down, asking Sarah~

MoMo: Sarah saved Vhodka from this moments ago...will Vhodka save Sarah? Or can Sarah power out?

Leo: She’s gonna have to cause there ain’t no fuckin way that crazy witchy woman is returning the favor.

MoMo: I think you underestimate the power of friendship, Leo.

Leo: I think you underestimate the intoxication of competition, Double Mo.

~Vhodka remains on the outside, recovering. Penelope cranks and cranks and cranks...Wolf is riddled with pain. She won’t scream. She won’t hardly show it but it’s clear in her eyes that it’s almost more than she can bear. Tony leans in, letting Wolf know it’s okay if she can’t continue. No harm in saving herself for Night 3. Vhodka’s hand reaches for the apron...but she loses her grip and falls back to the ground. Penelope pulls and twists. Wolf’s resolve is hanging by a thread...that thread being belligerence~

MoMo: Just give it up, Sarah. Live to fight another day!

Leo: We need some fuckin help out here! Let’s fuckin go...hello!

MoMo: I don’t think Vhodka can hear you, Leo.

Leo: I’m not asking for her fuckin help ya moron.

~It appears as though Vhodka isn’t gonna make it in time. Sarah’s all on her own. Something she isn’t unfamiliar with...she powers up! The fans can’t believe it! She gets to one knee! She gets to her feet with Penelope on her back...Sarah staggers and falls back landing on top of Penelope, breaking the hold! The crowd goes wild! What a display of heart, strength...bravery! Sarah is on her back, grimacing. Vhodka finally gets into the ring and heads over, checking on Sarah. Sarah nods that she’s okay and basically says, ‘Wreck the bitch.’ Vhodka gets to her feet and sees Penelope already on one knee...she runs forward and kicks her in the face, sending Penelope flying into the ropes, hanging out over the middle rope~

MoMo: Amazing display by Sarah. My gosh she’s incredible.

Leo: Fuck yea she is. She just needs to listen to me. To Team Welsh. We have her best interests in mind.

MoMo: Good luck with that.

~Vhodka jams her leg into the back of Penelope’s head, pressing her throat down against the middle rope. Wolf gets to one knee, moving as fast as she can to recover and help Vhodka. Vhodka removes her knee and pulls Penelope up...she whips her into the ropes...Penelope bounces off and Vhodka dives at her with a crossbody...but Penelope catches her!! She throws Vhodka onto her shoulders...Vhodka slips down and knees Penelope in the kidney...she hits the ropes, bounces off and performs a corkscrew dive, reaching for Penelope’s head...Screwdriver!!!! But Penelope catches her again, lifts her up and drops her with an Atomic Drop...but this time Vhodka avoids Penelope’s knee. She takes off, hits the ropes, springboards off, spins in the air and hits Penelope with a corkscrew enziguri!!! Penelope is ROCKED!! She spins around right into Devilock from Sarah Wolf!!!! The crowd is on their feet!!! Penelope stumbles...Sarah has her hand in Penelope’s mouth, gripping her bottom jaw, trying to rip it off. Vhodka looks on~

MoMo: Devilock!!! Will this have the intended impact on Penelope!

Leo: Holy shit...it might! RIP HER SOUL OUT OF HER FUCKIN CHEST, SARAH!

MoMo: Penelope appears to be weakening!

~Penelope drops to one knee!! The crowd goes wild. Sarah takes her free hand and she starts to hammer Penelope in the face with it!! The crowd counts. Vhodka leans against the ropes, resting and watching. Sarah hits her again and again and again and again. Finally, Penelope’s body seems to give out!! She collapses to the mat. Sarah looks down at her...both hands free. She stares at the punching hand and sees blood on it. She looks over at Vhodka, “It bleeds.” Vhodka smiles, “That means we can kill it.” Vhodka then breaks the fourth wall, “Predator, 1987.” Vhodka joins Sarah in stomping the shit out of Penelope. The fans in Aguadilla are going wild, cheering the onslaught~

MoMo: Blood from Penelope! A legit sign of weakness!

Leo: Sarah made that bitch bleed! Fuck yes...let’s go!

MoMo: Penelope is in serious trouble now!

~They stop stomping. Penelope is down. She isn’t moving. Vhodka and Sarah look at each other. Who gets the pin?~

MoMo: Who is going to take the two points?

Leo: Sarah! She did all the fuckin work!

~There’s only one way to settle this. A sudden death game of paper, rock, scissors. Vhodka and Sarah open their hand and ball up their fist. One, two, three...SHOOT! Wolf has paper! Vhodka has...SCISSORS! The crowd goes wild. Sarah is disappointed but good with the decision...she steps aside, letting Vhodka eat her cake. Vhodka drops to one knee with Sarah backed into a corner~

MoMo: Vhodka Black is going to win this.

Leo: WEAK ASS

~She starts to cover Penelope when she’s blindsided!! The fans gasp! Vhodka gets hit in the side of the head with a V-Trigger!!! She falls to the mat! We see Sarah in the corner...she’s innocent and just as stunned as the rest of us. Standing over Vhodka is...Martina Richards! Richards is sporting a Team Welsh shirt. She stomps and stomps on Vhodka. The crowd BOOOS!!!!~

MoMo: Martina Richards?! What the hell!

Leo: The cavalry baby! Now, pin Penelope, Wolf! Take it! Take the two points!

~Wolf steps forward. Martina finishes stomping on Vhodka and motions for Wolf to pin Penelope...or Vhodka. Either one. Wolf, instead, rushes at Martina!!! Martina realizes very quickly she’s about to get mauled, so she dives out of the ring. Backing away, she points up, “I helped you! You need to be a team player!” Wolf hops through the ropes, going after Martina who turns and runs, disappearing into the fans~

MoMo: It’s clear Sarah Wolf did not authorize this attack.

Leo: For the love! Go and pin Penelope, my gosh! How much easier do we have to make this for you, Sarah! Just get the fuckin win!

MoMo: Hold on, I’m receiving some information...uh oh, you’re not gonna like this.

Leo: Like what?

Belvedere: I have just been informed that due to Martina Richards interference Sarah Wolf has been officially disqualified from this contest!

~The crowd cheers~

Leo: NO!

MoMo: Serves you right!

Leo: Who decided this...what the fuck!

MoMo: Welsh can do what he wants but there is a price. He’s no longer the sole ruler of ‘his’ kingdom.

Leo: THIS IS A FUCKIN JOKE

MoMo: I’m told Vhodka and Penelope will continue...the winner receiving 2 points and the loser leaving with 1.

Leo: They’ve just screwed Team Welsh. You realize that, right? This shit is RIGGED

MoMo: Calm down.

~Vhodka, inside the ring, hears the ruling and looks down at Sarah. She seems willing to go with whatever Sarah decides...Sarah looks up and encourages Vhodka to continue fighting...she’s going to go after Martina. Vhodka stays in the ring. Sarah heads off with Martina and Team Welsh on her mind. Vhodka turns around to go back after Penelope…but she’s taken over with a Small Package!!! The crowd yells! Tony slides in~

1!

2!

3!!!

NO!

MoMo: Kick out by Vhodka! Boy was that close!

Leo: I just can’t. I can’t. I’m so sick right now.

MoMo: Don’t interfere. If you left her alone maybe she’d do better.

Leo: Fuck off.

~Both women hurry back to their feet...Penelope boots Vhodka in the gut. She reaches for her arms, looking to take her down with Leuectomy. But Vhodka kicks her in the crotch!! Penelope stumbles back. Vhodka hits the ropes...she bounces off, spins through the air and hits SCREWDRIVER!!! The fans go wild! Penelope collapses to the mat! This is it!!~

MoMo: She’s got her!

Leo: Should’ve just let Penelope tap her out.

~Vhodka stands over Penelope...she goes down to make the cover. Tony drops in~

1!

2!

3…

MoMo: WAIT!

Leo: MIST

~Penelope spits the black mist in Vhodka’s face!!! Vhodka gets to her feet, staggering around, blinded. Penelope sits up. The fans are shocked! Penelope crawls forward and rolls Vhodka up!! Tony dives in~

1!

2!

3!!!

NO!

MoMo: Kick out!

Leo: You have got to be kidding me!

~Penelope is back on her feet. Vhodka crawls around, still blinded. Penelope runs forward, kicking Vhodka in the ribs. Vhodka flips over onto her back...Penelope grabs her arms and drags her toward the center of the ring. Leuectomy! She throws a knee as hard as she can at Vhodka’s face...but, while blinded, Vhodka knows what is coming...so she ducks and rolls forward!! She hits her feet, sprints, jumps onto the middle rope, springboards off and hits SCREWDRIVER!! But, to the back of Penelope’s head!!! Penelope staggers around~

MoMo: Vhodka has it...but she can’t see!

Leo: I hope she’d blinded for life!

MoMo: That seems a big unnecessary. Ya know with that orange hair and face covered in black mist...she’s got a nice Halloween look going on.

Leo: Of course you’d notice that.

~Vhodka stumbles around, feeling for Penelope...she feels her head...she then takes off, hitting the ropes...Penelope rises up and boots Vhodka in the gut! Vhodka drops to her knees. Penelope grabs her arms...The Lament Configuration!!! He just about has it locked in...her arm goes across Vhodka’s face...but Vhodka bites down!!! She tears into Penelope’s arm with her teeth!!! Penelope loses her leverage...Vhodka, from her knees, kicks back and lands on top of Penelope!!! Tony slides in with the count! Penelope and Vhodka are tangled up with Vhodka on top of her, Penelope’s shoulders down~

1!

2!

3!!!!!

~Penelope gets free and shoves Vhodka off...but it’s too late! The bell rings. The crowd goes wild~

Belvedere: Here is your winner...VHODKA BLACK!!!!!

MoMo: She did it! Blind and beat up...she managed to steal one!

Leo: We blew it!

MoMo: Penelope had locked her dangerous submission in earlier so when she went for it the second time, Vhodka knew exactly what was coming and managed to get out of it and turn it into the winning pinfall!

Leo: Yea, yea...hype it all up to try and get people to forget the key factor in this match...Sarah Wolf was screwed!

MoMo: If she was, it was by her own team leader.

Leo: HOW DARE YOU

~Vhodka immediately rolls out of the ring...she’s too compromised to hang in there and fight any longer with Penelope. Penelope gets to one knee, staring out of the ring at Vhodka. Vhodka staggers around, arms extended...a male fan is like “OVER HERE!” She stumbles over and he takes his squirt water bottle and squeezes it...a stream of liquid hitting Vhodka in the face...she soaks it up, takes her hands and rubs it into her face, trying to get rid of the mist~

MoMo: A very helpful fan.

Leo: Geezus, this imagery.

~The fans chant ‘VHODKA! VHODKA!’ as she wipes the mist from her eyes and reclaims her vision. She turns, seeing Penelope in the ring. Vhodka gives her a ‘crotch chop’ before turning and exiting. Penelope rises to her feet and kicks at the ropes in Vhodka’s direction~

MoMo: Vhodka Black now moves to 2-0, just like Catalina. They are the clear front runners in this competition.

Leo: Thad should be 2-0. Wolf should be 1-1. This is clearly rigged.

MoMo: Penelope earns a point, getting her total up to two while yes, unfortunately Sarah remains at 1. The good news being that she’s only one win away from getting to the top of her division.

Leo: There you go, just burying Team Welsh again.

MoMo: I’m just saying! We’re only half way there and Sarah has had, probably the two toughest matches of any competitor in the Trials. She could easily win out from here.

Leo: She’d better start listening to Team Welsh if she knows what’s good for her.

~With Vhodka exiting the area and Penelope staring her down from the ringside...we hear a loud pop! Fans turn and yell and point as the business the wrestlers were kept inside before their match suddenly bursts into flames! Everybody turns, even Vhodka~

MoMo: Oh my gosh! A fire!

Leo: For the love! Is anybody in there?

MoMo: I think we got everyone out after the entrances. Still, though…this is terrible!

~People panic, getting away from the building. We see some grabbing hoses, attaching them to faucets so they can battle the fire and water down the neighboring businesses to keep them safe. Smoke starts to fill the area~

MoMo: ~cough~ It’s getting pretty hard to breathe over here...I think we should pack up and head to our next venue.

Leo: So a giant rock fell and crushed the ring at site 1. Now a fire consuming the place that housed the wrestlers at site 2. Is it just me or…

MoMo: C’mon, get in the van, let’s get out of here.

~TRIAD officials do their best to get people away from the fire as they await the local fire department. Vhodka is already gone with Penelope being told to exit the ring and head to a safer location~

EARLIER TODAY

~We’re at a local bar in Aguadilla. A stressed out Marcus Welsh is found enjoying some local beer in the open aired establishment. The ocean breeze provides more than enough natural AC to keep the patrons comfortable…and thirsty. A local woman is chatting the sharply dressed Welsh up. He’s enjoying the attention~

Marcus Welsh: Yea and so we got totally screwed in that one last week. Sarah Wolf should’ve won. Then there’s the whole Stratford, Knox family bullshit. And don’t get me started on Lachlan costing Raven. We should have 8 points, easy.

~She pretends to be interested even though she has no idea what he’s talking about~

Marcus Welsh: That’s okay because we’re going to get the sweep later tonight and all will be well.

~Welsh takes a sip~

Marcus Welsh: I have to say, you are really good at communication. I haven’t had this great of a conversation with a woman in years. You really know how to treat a man…

~Welsh freezes. He looks across the bar and spots…GLUM~

Marcus Welsh: Oh no…

~Glum looks dejected, staring at a full Pina Colada, speaking slowly to the bartender, who is drying off a glass, listening. Glum continues to talk. The bartender’s movements start to slow, his posture starts to dip, listening to Glum’s tale of woe. Glum looks up and sees Welsh~

Marcus Welsh: It’s him…

~The woman places her hand on Welsh’s arm, squeezing it. She says something in her native tongue but Welsh doesn’t really listen to it~

Marcus Welsh: It’s that clown! He’s following me! He’s in Puerto Rico!

~Welsh points. She turns and looks~

Woman: El Payaso?

Marcus Welsh: Are you drunk? Speak english.

~She’s confused. Glum continues staring at Welsh. Welsh can’t take it~

Marcus Welsh: That clown really freaks me out. Quick, you go over there and cheer him up, PLEASE!

~He shoves her away and points at Glum. The woman makes her way around the bar. She sits in Glum’s lap and flirts with him~

Marcus Welsh: Okay, this should do it. Turn that frown upside down.

~Glum responds to the woman. Her body language dips. Tears well up in her eyes…she stands up and runs out crying~

Marcus Welsh: Are you kidding me?!

~Glum’s gaze returns to Welsh~

Marcus Welsh: I can’t take this!

~He slaps some money down on the bar and points at Glum~

Marcus Welsh: LEAVE ME ALONE, CLOWN!

~Welsh rushes out. Glum just sighs and takes a sip of his beer. We get a shot of the bartender, he reaches underneath the bar for some rope. We cut away~

MoMo: And we’re back! Welsh and Glum...I don’t know, it just feels like fate.

Leo: What’s the opposite of serendipity?

MoMo: Zemblanity

Leo: Look at you, Mr. Dictionary.

MoMo: Mr. Thesaurus.

Leo: Fuck off.

MoMo: Alright fans, well we’ve found ourselves at this eclectic residential area. It’s vibrant and it’s mirthful.

Leo: Hey...start talking normal again. Nobody knows or wants to hear the word mirthful.

MoMo: We enter the back half of our evening. Our next match is the only contest tonight that features three wrestlers who were unable to earn a victory last week. That will, obviously change for one of the three. It starts with Stephen Stratford. The #1 overall pick. He came up just short last week against Matt Knox and Helena Handbasket...but, his actions have echoed larger than any win ever could.

Leo: He’s the man.

MoMo: We’ve already seen his wife, Demi make her presence felt tonight. Can Stratford earn a precious victory for Team Welsh? If so, he’ll have to do it by defeating both Lachlan Kane and MERICA.

Leo: Kane’s a drunk and MERICA is clearly on the decline.

MoMo: Don’t listen to him...he’s generalizing based on their home countries. Lachlan Kane went toe-to-toe with Vhodka Black and Alexander Raven last week and, had it not been for a wounded back, would have likely walked away with victory.

Leo: The back Alexander hurt!

MoMo: Meanwhile, MERICA continues to improve. The novice, the rookie in this competition...thrown straight into the deep. He has the most room to improve and I’ve heard he’s been putting in the work. A truly dangerous entity.

Leo: Look, they’re both talented, alright? But they aren’t Stephen Stratford.

MoMo: Due to Team Welsh’s misstep via miscommunication in our previous match they find themselves suddenly tied with Team TLS while Team PIC remains on top. It’s a huge match for all three teams as well as these individuals. If MERICA can win he’ll cut into Vhodka’s lead. If Kane can win he’ll be only one behind Cortes. And, if Stratford can win, he’ll be tied with Thad. There’s so much at stake...so, let’s get down to ringside and find out who walks out with the points!

MERICA (0 PTS) vs. Stephen Stratford (1 PT) vs. Lachlan Kane (1 PT)

~Home is where the heart is. Next up, as we tour Aguadilla, TRIAD takes you to the homes of its proud and strong! MERICA, a foreigner in this country, will likely find solace in the fact that Puerto Rico is an unincorporated territory of the US. Lachlan, while not a native of Puerto Rico, has no trouble be accepted any and everywhere he goes. And then there’s Stratford...an enemy to all wherever he roams. A true threat to any and every local. Now, as we turn the page to our third match of the evening, residents of Aguadilla make their way to their back patios where they’ll have front row access to another main event level event. The scene is a unique one, to be sure. Residents standing, sitting, leaning back in their chairs, all staring from their homes down from their elevated position at the TRIAD ring that has been set up at the base of the community. A variety of music plays from individual speakers, residents enjoying the vibe. Fans start to gather down below, surrounding a gate set up to keep them from the ring...filling the road that crosses past these homes. The TRIAD van pulls into view as the residents all stand and cheer. The side door opens and Belvedere steps out, making his way to the ring, through the people in the street, opening the steel gate, entering the ringside area. He heads up the steps, enters the ring and reveals the TRIAD mic to a huge ovation. MoMo and Leo once again hang out from the side of the van to call the action~

Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match and it is scheduled for one fall!!!

~The fans yell “una caída!!!”~

MoMo: What an eclectic, vibrant area!

Leo: Hope these people have ‘pro wrestling damages’ under their home insurance.

MoMo: For those of you who can’t see what we’re looking at...the TRIAD ring is set up in a parking lot at the base of a bunch of multi colored homes. These homes rise up...well, it looks to be about five or six stories high. Residents are out on their patios and what not, all gathered, looking down at the ring.

Leo: I’ve never seen anything like it.

MoMo: I’m told the residents have been given strict instructions not to throw anything down at the ring.

Leo: Ha! As if that’s ever worked.

Belvedere: Introducing first…

~RED WHITE AND BLUE pyros go off everywhere as MERICA by Granger Smith plays. MERICA comes out wrapped in the love and glory of the American flag as he proceeds to the ring. Once he reaches the ring MERICA removes the flag, carefully folding it into a triangle and handing it to Belvedere. Once this is complete MERICA looks around for an American Flag~

Belvedere: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...standing 6’2 and weighing in at 225lbs...representing Team TLS...he is...MERICA!!!!

~Strong ovation for MERICA! While Puerto Rico isn’t EXACTLY part of the US of A it’s close enough that these locals respect the act. MERICA walks around the ring, looking into the sky, near and far. But, he can’t seem to find an American Flag~

MoMo: MERICA looking for a flag so he can recite the pledge.

Leo: First sign of trouble. He’s in a foreign land. He might freak out.

MoMo: He’ll be fine. I’m sure he came prepared.

Belvedere: Introducing next…

~As the lights in the area cut to black, we get an almost spooky aura with the darkening skies providing soft illumination alongside the lights, candles, and other manmade fixtures provided by the residents. The speakers at ringside come to life with the sound of "Demon" by Savage Hands. Strolling out to an overwhelming chorus of cheers, Lachlan Kane smiles out at the crowd and throws a couple of phantom punches before making his way over the steel barricade separating the ringside area from the street. He walks alongside the barricade, slapping hands with the fans. After having greeted just about every fan, he turns toward the ring and runs up the steel steps, bounces against the ropes on the outside of the ring on the apron's edge before stepping through the ropes into the centre of the ring. He grins again before throwing his hands up to the deafening roar of the crowd. As his music fades away, he takes off his jacket and hands it off to the ring announcer and throws a few more punches to ready himself. The lights around the ring rise back to full illumination with Lachlan looking spotlit for just a moment. MERICA paces around behind him~

Belvedere: From Waterford, Ireland...standing 5’11 and weighing in at 190lbs...representing Team PIC...Lachlan Kane!!!!

MoMo: Our second look at Lachlan Kane! On Night 1 he not only cost Alexander Raven a win but, in doing so, ensured that Raven would eat the fall.

Leo: Some weak ass shit, if you ask me.

MoMo: Nobody did.

Leo: Yea, well I said what I said. Kane had some fun last week and managed to sneak out with a point. But tonight he faces the Dragon and that Dragon is going to burn him down.

Belvedere: And, their opponent…

~"The Dove & The Serpent" - Devil Electric hits and the mood in Aguadilla comes to a screeching halt. Kane backs up against the ropes, his body tensing up, ready to strike should Stratford try anything. MERICA walks past him...Kane grabs the pacing patriot and advises him to keep his focus on what’s coming~

“DRAG ME DOWN TO THE HELL HOLE”

MoMo: Uh oh

Leo: Fuck yes. Bring the pain. Let it rain. Mourn the slain. It’s time for Stratford to maim!

~As poised as they can be for the arrival of Stratford, MERICA and Kane are thrown when the stunning Demi Stratford steps through the fans, toward the barricade. A few locals get the idea of trying to hit on here...but those intentions are eviscerated as Stephen Stratford appears right behind her. Slowly, she opens the gate feeding into the ringside area...holding it open, Stratford enters and stares up into the ring at his competition. Demi steps in, carefully locking the gate behind them~

MoMo: Uh oh. We saw her earlier tonight observing, via ringside, our opening match and now she’s back, accompanying her husband, Stephen Stratford.

Leo: She has a name, you neanderthal. She isn’t just ‘sexy woman with boobs’...her name is Demi Stratford!

MoMo: I’m aware!

Belvedere: From New Orleans, LA via Canberra, Australia...standing six feet tall and weighing in at 185lbs...accompanied to the ring by his wife, Demi Stratford. He is a member of Team Welsh...he is...Stephen Stratford!!!

MoMo: Stratford may have driven a wedge deep within the Knox family last week but this week, it’s clear he felt he needed some backup of his own. Backup in the form of his wife, Demi.

Leo: He doesn’t need anything you dipshit. She probably got bored at home and was like “Oh, Puerto Rico sounds nice this time of year” and wanted to take a nice summer vacation.

MoMo: Who’s the one ‘minimizing’ Demi now?

Leo: I hate you.

~Belvedere exits the ring. The fans start to stir...they know we’re about to get this shindig underway. MERICA and Kane are nearly shoulder to shoulder, staring across the ring and down at the Stratfords. Stephen reaches up for the bottom rope but...his body thrashes forward!! The fans gasp! Demi is tossed aside as standing behind Stratford, holding a steel chair is Matt Knox!!! The fans go wild! “KNOX! KNOX! KNOX!”~

MoMo: It’s Matt Knox!! He just hit Stratford with a chair!

Leo: What the...we had this guy all locked up. How did he get out? How did he get through security?!

~We cut to Welsh...he sees what’s taking place and spits his drink everywhere. He picks up his phone and makes a call. “WHERE IS KNOX, YOU IDIOT!” he yells. We cut to a previous location...the location where Knox was being held back during our opening match. TRIAD security stands around a tent~

Security: Sir, he’s inside. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Check? Alright, fine.

~The guard makes the ‘he’s crazy’ sign with his finger to his colleagues as he peeks inside the tent flap to check on Knox. When he does, he sees an odd looking figure. It doesn’t look real. It looks like a wax person or maybe even taxidermy. He takes a photo of it and sends it to Welsh. We hear Welsh scream over the phone, “That’s a wax figure, you moron! Besides, it’s not even the correct Raven...that’s the OTHER Raven, the one named James.” The security guards look at each other...side eyes, exchanging an ‘oh shit’ look before they take off, sprinting toward Match 3’s location. We cut back to MoMo and Leo~

MoMo: Matt Knox did the ole switch a roo! He put a wax figure of James Raven in his place and was able to sneak away to get some revenge!

Leo: We have the worst fuckin security.

~Stratford is on one knee, reaching up for the apron. MERICA and Kane look on. Knox rears back to blast him again but Demi reaches up and rips the chair out of his hands!!! Knox turns around and finally lays his focus on Demi. He stalks her, towering over her...the man looks like he gives zero fucks. He’ll knock her into next week...she has the chair ready, in case she needs to use it...and then...Welsh’s security rushes in!! They grab onto Knox! He tries to fight them off...he lays one out...he hits another with Little Drop of Poison! He lays another out...but they just keep coming! The fans chant “KNOX! KNOX! KNOX!” The residents, elevated above the scene go wild, cheering him on~

MoMo: Knox is trying to resist but I think there are just too many security members. He can only do so much.

Leo: Get him the fuck out of here! Stratford has a match to win!

~Several security guards restrain Knox and they are able to drag him away from ringside. Strat turns around, leaning against the apron...he stares at Knox...he sees the wrath all over Knox’s face and laughs. Demi stands next to him, tossing the chair aside. Knox stares at the couple...his eyes filled with anger...he tries to fight his way back to them but the dozens and dozens of Team Welsh security members drag him away~

MoMo: Knox has been removed...I’m told he’s being informed that if he finds his way back into this match he could be disqualified from tonight’s Main Event.

Leo: Oh...okay then. LET HIM FIGHT

MoMo: Knox, listen to me...it’s not worth it. Keep your composure...you’ll get them in the ring again, I can assure you.

Leo: Okay, Dr. Phil. Thanks for the advice.

MoMo: Okay...I think we’ve got things settled and...

~MERICA is seen reaching through the ropes and grabbing a mic from the departed Belvedere. The fans in Puerto Rico are disgruntled. They want to see some wrestling~

MoMo: As is tradition.

Leo: Oh for fuck’s sake. Let’s just get on with it!

MERICA: I shall refrain from stating the Pledge of Allegiance before tonight’s match. Because there is something I need to announce that is more important than the Pledge. The only thing in this world more important than the stars and stripes. I am here to introduce you all to...My Mentor.

~The fans gasp as we cut away. MERICA is on the beach, staring off into the sky, his mind racing about the Trials and what awaits~

Voice: Oh my gosh! He’s being attacked by a shark! A HUGE shark!

~MERICA turns and sees a young man trying to fight off a fin that’s about as big as his body. He heads for the surf, determined to help this person in peril~

Voice: Wait...what’s going on? Is the shark being attacked?!

~MERICA stops. The water thrashes. The shark is suddenly tossed from the ocean, into the air. We see it’s a Great White...30 feet...hell, maybe 35. It slams back into the water and tries to swim away but a massive hand grabs it by the tail. Not so fast, man eater. The people on the beach gasp in awe. MERICA stands, stunned~

Voice: He’s coming ashore!!

~Slowly, a figure approaches. It rises from the water, powering through the waves. As it breaches the surface, we see this is no ordinary man. This is a legend. Across his shoulders rests the 35foot great white. It has been beaten to death by the man. The man steps onto the shore and stares out at the mass amount of people who have gathered. With ease, he FU’s the shark down onto the beach...it lands with a tremendous thud. As it does, we see the torso of the eviscerated swimmer fall out of its mouth~

Voice: He did it! He saved him!

Voice 2: He’s a hero!!!

Voice 3: This is the greatest day of my life!

~The man steps forward, kicking the detached limb of the mangled swimmer out of his way. He wades through the people, shaking hands, kissing babies, and rubbing the heads of children. He stops as he catches the eyes of MERICA. Breaking free of the crowd, he walks toward the TRIAD competitor~

Voice: Who is he? Who is this man among men?

Voice 2: I know who he is!

Voice 3: Why that’s…

~The man places his hand on MERICA’s shoulder. He looks up and stares right into the camera. Right at us. His identity undeniable. We cut back to the live feed~

MERICA: CHET DAKOTA!!!!

MoMo: WHAT?!

Leo: Oh no.

MoMo: The legendary Chet Dakota is going to mentor MERICA?!

Leo: Give me a fuckin break. THIS GUY NEVER WRESTLES

MoMo: Says here he’s a 50 time World Champion.

Leo: He wrote that himself!

~Everybody turns and waits for Chet Dakota to enter and take his spot at ringside. Fans yell and point...we turn and see a giant tower heading near ringside. It’s got to be 60 feet tall. At the top of it we see the legendary Chet Dakota! The tower comes to rest near the ring with Chet looking down. The tower is sturdy, impossible to knock over. Chet looks down at MERICA~

MERICA: Thanks for being in my corner, Chet!

Chet Dakota: Let’s win this one for ole glory, MERICA.

~MERICA salutes Chet. Chet nods with approval~

MoMo: I’m being told that’s called the Dakota Tower. It was requested by Chet Dakota if he were to manage MERICA.

Leo: Dude...he’s not even at ringside. He’s sixty feet in the air...nobody can touch him.

MoMo: Maybe he just wants to get a better view of things.

Leo: Am I the only person who sees that this guy refuses to fight anyone, ever??

~MERICA can’t take his eyes off of Chet. Chet places his hands on his hips and looks proudly to the sky. The fans don’t really know what to make of this situation until MERICA is jumped from behind!!! They gasp and take no time in beginning to boo!! Stratford is all over MERICA, pounding him in the back of the head with forearm shots, sending him stumbling into the ropes. The bell suddenly rings, much to the dismay of the fans~

MoMo: MERICA wasn’t ready!

Leo: Well if he wasn’t so busy jacking off to Chet Dakota then he might’ve seen Stratford coming.

MoMo: Coming.

Leo: WITH AN O YOU WEIRDO

~MERICA finds himself quickly in trouble, laid out over the middle rope, his throat pressed against it. Strat jams a knee into the back of MERICA’s head...we hear Chet, via a patriotic mega phone, command from his tower ‘Get up, Patriot.’ But MERICA continues to struggle. Demi stares in under the bottom rope...her eyes dart and she slaps the mat. Strat stands up and turns around, ducking a clothesline from Kane!! Kane staggers forward...Stratford turns around and reaches out, snaring Kane by the head and bringing them down with an inverted front face lock. Kane’s chiseled torso is struggling against the pressure via Stratford. In the background we see Demi walking, stalking, watching. Kane, plenty of fuel in the tank, kicks off the mat with his feet and flips over, breaking free!! He lands on his feet behind Strat and hits the ropes. Kane wastes no time, hitting the ropes...he bounces off...Strat turns around and Kane reaches out for Sling Blade!!!! But Strat holds on, they spin around several times before Strat plants Kane into the mat with a spinning Side Walk Slam!!! The fans groan! Kane is down. Strat sits up, taking a moment to gather himself~

MoMo: He was tough enough without Demi. Now with a lookout to send him signals when an opponent is coming...I don’t even know. He might be too tough to overcome.

Leo: I told you Team Welsh was on the verge of domination and YOU DIDN’T BELIEVE ME.

MoMo: This one is far from over, Leo.

~MERICA pushes himself off the middle rope, getting to one knee. Demi locks eyes with Stratford, motioning toward the rising patriot. Stratfrod returns to his feet and he reaches out, grabbing MERICA by the mask...MERICA buries an elbow deep into Stratford’s abdomen. Strat stumbles back, doubling over. MERICA rises and drives an elbow into the back of Strat’s neck, sending him to both knees. Kane starts to rise. Lachlan reaches his feet and looks at MERICA. “Do not work with a foreign invader, patriot,” Chet commands from his tower. MERICA rushes toward Kane...Kane ducks a shoulder tackle. MERICA hits the ropes, front first...Kane takes off, hits the ropes, bounces off and this time is able to take his opponent down with slingblade!!! MERICA hits hard! Kane, on all fours, crawls over to stay on top of MERICA but has his waist locked by Stratford! The crowd boos!! Stratford deadlifts Kane off the mat and tosses him over with a Release German Suplex!!! Kane lands right on the back of his head, folded up, his legs dangling near his ears before his body falls to the side, laid out~

MoMo: Some bad advice by Chet Dakota. I think MERICA and Kane teaming up is the most logical option for both competitors.

Leo: Hey, just let the guy keep spewing that type of advice. Whatever helps Strat.

~Stratford gets back on his feet. His attention focused on Kane. MERICA pulls himself up...Chet is heard commanding, “That a way, Patriot. Now, sneak in from behind and attack.” Stratford clearly hears this...MERICA charges in to hit Stratford from behind but Strat ducks, turns and runs toward the ropes...he springboards off the middle rope and pops MERICA in the back with Silencer (Springboard Dropkick)!!! MERICA’s body thrashes forward, into the nearest corner, he stumbles backward and Strat rolls him up!! Tony slides in with the count. Chet is heard calmly barking out, “Kick out, Patriot. Kick out.”~

1!

2!

3...NO!

MoMo: Kane, fighting through pain, makes the save!

Leo: Son of a WHORE

MoMo: Last week Kane’s back prevented him from breaking up Vhodka’s pin on Raven...he wouldn’t allow that to happen this go around.

Leo: Yep, he’s learning. FML

~Kane is on all fours, holding his neck. Stratford shakes off the break up and gets to his feet, annoyed. He grabs Kane by the hair, pulling him up...but Kane shoves Stratford off and fires up, nailing Stratford with right hands!! The fans rally behind him! Stratford stumbles into the ropes...Kane hits him and hits him and hits him...we see Demi in the background looking on...Stratford lifts a knee into Kane’s abdomen...but Kane catches it!!! He pulls Stratford back toward the center of the ring, Strat hops on one leg...he attempts an Enziguri but Kane ducks it!! He hooks Strat around the waist, probably looking for a German Suplex...but Strat throws a back kick for a low blow...Kane blocks it and shoves Stratford forward. Strat stumbles into the corner...he looks over at Demi...it seems there’s an unspoken communication going on...he ducks and avoids Kane flying in for a splash!!! Stratfrod backs out...but Kane lands on the middle buckle...he leaps off, spins around in the air and SMACKS Stratford with an Enziguri!! Stratford grabs the side of his head, clutching his ear...his equilibrium is rocked...he stumbles, dropping to one knee. Kane measures him up...he charges forward but he falls!! MERICA tripped him up!! The fans boo. “Great job, patriot. Never trust the Irish,” Chet commends~

MoMo: Lachlan Kane was getting the better of Stephen Stratford until MERICA messed it up!

Leo: God Bless MERICA! Man that I love! Stand beside him, and guide him, through the night with the Chet from above!

MoMo: Please stop singing.

Leo: From the mainland to the island to the ocean cursed by Rome!

MoMo: Cursed by Rome?

Leo: I didn’t know what to rhyme with foam and panicked. Besides, don’t we blame pretty much everything on rome...or is it egypt...or both?

MoMo: Just call the damn match.

~Kane gets back to his feet but not before MERICA slaps on a Full Nelson...he tosses Kane over with a Full Nelson Suplex!!! Kane, once again is folded up! MERICA hurries back to his feet...he pulls Kane up, brings him in and locks his arms around Lachlan’s torso. We hear Chet Dakota, “Let’s hear it for the RED!” MERICA tosses Kane over with a Belly to Belly...he holds on...”WHITE!” MERICA is back on his feet, slinging Kane over for another Belly to Belly...”And...BLUE!” MERICA pops back up and he tosses Kane over for a third Belly to Belly!!! He goes for a pin but before Tony can count, Stratford is stomping MERICA in the back of the head. Chet, however, goes ahead with a ‘USA!’ chant...the people of Aguadilla halfheartedly go along with it~

MoMo: Tremendous strength by MERICA. He’s looking better this week than he did last...unfortunately he’s unable to capitalize on it.

Leo: He’s also got that idiot up there obliviously shouting things.

MoMo: Yep, he does have that. Until these competitors can get on the same page and neutralize Stratford I don’t think either one is going to get very far.

~MERICA is on all fours, dazed, shaking his head. Stratford reaches down, pulling him up by the back of his mask. He slams MERICA in the back with a forearm...MERICA stumbles ahead...he turns around and Stratford leaps forward with ‘Strategizer’!!! But MERICA ducks!! Strat turns around...MERICA turns around and hits Stratford with a Roaring Elbow!!! Strat is stunned!! The fans pop! MERICA delivers another elbow and another, each to the side of Stratford’s head...Stratford is reeling!! MERICA then hoists Stratford onto his shoulders and tosses him to the mat with a Fireman’s Carry Slam!! Strat is down!!! MERICA is feeling the red white and blue coursing through his veins. “To the top, patriot!” Chet yells down, “surprise them!” his megaphone blares for everyone to hear. MERICA heads for the corner. MERICA makes the climb...he gets to the top and looks down at Stratford...but Lachlan comes out of nowhere with a Shotgun Dropkick into his leg, taking out his base!! MERICA is crotched on the top buckle. Everyone winces, except Chet, “Let’s go, patriot. Get up.” Kane’s momentum takes him over the top rope...he lands on the apron and hops out of the ring, landing on his feet next to Demi...the two stare each other down. Back in the ring, MERICA leans forward, reaching for his stars and stripes...as he does, Stratford lunges forward with STRATEGIZER!! He hits MERICA right in the face!! But, instead of falling into the ring, MERICA’s body tumbles out of the ring, falling all the way down, landing on the back of his head and neck atop the pavement! A loud CRACK! His body goes limp. Kane and Demi both look down at him...Strat leans over the middle rope looking down...is MERICA dead?~

MoMo: Oh my gosh, what a terrible fall!

Leo: That’s what TLS gets for drafting some cosplayer to compete with these real athletes. LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID LONE SOLDIER.

~Kane moves toward MERICA but Demi gets in his way. Kane tries to get her to move, but she won’t...Kane warns he’ll make her move if she doesn’t...before he can get his hands on her, Stratford exits the ring, spins Kane around and begins beating him with right hands!! Kane stumbles back...away from the ring, toward the homes. There is no sort of barricade separating the homes from the ring...the residents are just hanging out on their patios, watching. With Kane reeling...Stratford spins him around and pulls his head back...he’s going for Halo!! He’s got Kane hooked...but Kane jumps up and hits a modified Pele kick, smacking Strat in the forehead!! Startford stumbles back, against the apron. Kane pops back to his feet and hurries forward...this time he’s the aggressor...straight right hands into Stratford’s head! Stratford shoves Kane off and stumbles away from the ring...Kane gives chase. MERICA is still down. Tony, inside the ring, marches around, nervously...what does he do? All three are out…he can’t have a TRIPLE COUNT OUT...so he just waits for someone, anyone to get back into the ring~

MoMo: Tony making a judgment call. Rather than count them all out he’s gonna let this play out. With so much at stake I think that’s the right way to go.

Leo: Yea, winning via count out doesn’t exactly define Bravery.

MoMo: Nope. Let the warriors decide their fate.

~Kane pummels Stratford from behind with a series of clubbing forearm blows into the back! Strat drops to his knees. Kane rears back with a double axe handle...but Strat slings his elbow back right into Kane’s lower abdomen, dropping the Irishman to one knee. The fans boo. Strat gets to his feet and he staggers forward, toward a home. The residents on the patio hurry to get out of his way as he staggers in through the open walkway, disappearing inside. Kane gets to his feet and looks around...people point inside, so like any hero in any story ever would do, he blindly marches into the dark in pursuit of evil~

MoMo: Don’t go in there, Kane!

Leo: Welcome to the Lion’s Den, kid.

MoMo: You can’t doubt his bravery, that’s for sure.

~A familiar voice sounds out from up in the air, “Get up, patriot. C’mon.” MERICA remains down. Our view is locked on that first home on the ground floor...we hear nothing, we see nothing until...Kane pops up on the second level. He looks around, he can’t find Stratford. He hears screams coming from inside a house behind him and he darts inside, continuing the search. An ominous few moments pass without any sight or sound...until Kane appears on the roof of the two story buidling atop the second level. Looking down, he sees he’s pretty high up...fans yell and point, he turns around but sees nothing..was Stratford there? Kane hops off the roof onto the third level, continuing to look. He hears a commotion from a residence behind him and he heads in there, continuing the search~

MoMo: You don’t have to go after him, Lachlan! Focus on the match!

Leo: Dude’s over here trying to be Captain America whereas the cosplayer is dead at ringside. Crazy stuff.

MoMo: Something about evil...it has a tendency to lure heroes into insanely dangerous situations.

~We look and we wait...we look and we wait...and then Kane appears on the balcony of the second story of a home on the third floor. Fans on the balcony scatter, giving him room. He looks around and sees a shadow cast down from above, consuming all that resides below. He knows it’s Stratford...Kane jumps up and grabs onto the roof, pulling himself up onto the apex of this entire setup. A near deadly fall awaits anyone, should they get tossed all the way back down. He leaps to his feet on the roof but finds nothing...where is he? Was he even up here? He immediately turns, facing the ring, concerned it’s all been a ruse for Strat to get the pin on MERICA. As he does, WHAM! He gets nailed from behind by Stratford!! The fans boo! Kane turns around, trying to fight back but he gets a Strategizer into the face for his effort! He’s wobbly...Strat turns him around and casually tosses Kane off the roof!! Kane’s body flips over and lands back first atop the roof of the two story home below! Not the worst fall but still not good...he hits with a loud THUD! The fans gasp...concerned...Aguadilla residents rush over to check on him. Stratford stares down from up top, admiring his work...he looks down at Demi...she’s standing over MERICA, who is still down. It’s time to finish this~

MoMo: NO! Oh my gosh! He threw Kane from the roof of that third floor building onto the roof of the second floor building!

Leo: Fuck yes! No mercy!

MoMo: Kane’s body has to be wrecked!

Leo: It’d take an absolute badass to get up from that and, well, we know the only team with those types of badasses is Team Welsh.

~Stratford climbs down from the third story building and lands onto the third story floor. He looks to continue his descent until he hears fans cheering...he turns and sees Kane, rising to his feet. With a look of annoyance, Stratford heads his way. The people of Aguadilla start to chant ‘KANE! KANE! KANE!’ Lachlan is on his feet, gasping for air, looking spent...but he sees Stratford coming his way and doesn’t flinch. Stratford throws a punch at Kane but Kane blocks it...he hits Stratford in the head with some right hands! The fans are going wild!! The entire community is on their feet, cheering! Stratford stumbles back!! Kane steps off the roof onto the ground floor, which are adjacent and he continues hitting Strat...the cheers get louder and louder as Strat gets weaker and weaker...Kane then rears back...but Strat knees him in the gut!!! The fans BOOO!! Stratford slugs Kane across the face with a straight right hand, sending him tumbling back on top of the roof. Stratford marches forward, onto the roof...he shoves people out of the way, nearly sending a few residents falling into certain injury. He pulls Kane up, boots him in the gut and hooks him for a suplex! The fans rise!! He turns, his back facing the edge...he hoists Kane up and throws him over and off the roof all the way down onto the roof of one of the first floor homes!!! The crowd buzzes with concern! Kane hits HARD! Stratford released Kane without going down himself, so he remains on his feet, looking down...maybe that’ll do it. He looks over and sees that MERICA is still down. In the distance we hear Chet, “C’mon, patriot. Get up.” His cadence never changes. Stratford descends to the second floor~

MoMo: Stratford tossed Kane off the roof of a third story home onto a second story roof. Kane got up. Now Stratford has tossed Kane off a second story roof onto a first story roof. That’s got to be it.

Leo: Yep, go pick up what’s left of MERICA and get those two points, baybay!

~Stratford’s feet hit the base of the second floor. As he does, he hears gasps followed by applause which rise into cheers. His eyes strain...he can’t believe it. He turns his head and sees Kane...he’s back on his feet...battered and beaten beyond imagination...but he’s still standing. Stratford looks at Demi then back at Kane. He’s got no choice, he can’t pin MERICA unless Kane is down...he heads over to finish Kane off once and for all. Stratford pushes everyone out of the way, again, nearly sending them plummeting to injury. He punches Kane in the face...he hits him again and again...Kane staggers back. Stratford throws another punch...but Kane blocks it! Kane fires up...he hits Stratford...he hits him again and again and again!!! The fans go wild!!! Stratford stumbles around, atop the roof. Our view pulls out, showing the two warriors atop this roof with the nearly set sun turning their images into dark silhouettes...Kane punching, Stratford receiving. Fans all standing and cheering. We cut back to a closer shot as Kane slams another fist into Strat’s head...he lets out a loud roar of bravery...the crowd roars alongside him and he grabs Stratford, throwing him off the roof!!! But Stratford stops short and elbows Kane in the midsection! Kane stumbles back. Strat gasps for air and rises up, turning around...only for Kane to charge forward with a SPEAR!! He cuts right through Stratford, sending both men off the roof of the first story home down into the ring!!! A huge THUD!!! The fans go wild!! ‘HOLY SHIT!’ That much english they know! Demi almost dives into the ring, but stops just short, leaning in under the bottom rope, reaching out for Stratford’s arm...it’s just out of reach...Kane rolls over, off Stratford...so, no pin. Both men are down, on their backs, next to each other as Aguadilla shakes~

MoMo: I can’t believe it! What heart Lachlan Kane has! Unbelievable!

Leo: He’s trying to kill himself just so he can say ‘I beat Stratford’...that’s how much a victory over Stratford means!

MoMo: I think he also wants the TRIAD, Leo.

Leo: Well he ain’t getting that. That belongs to Team Welsh.

~Demi finds a bit of relief in the fact Kane isn’t on top of Strat for a pin. She leans back, watching...her eyes dart downward and back up...then back down...they widen. MERICA is gone. Someone screams and points, ‘USA!!!’ Everyone turns and looks to find MERICA climbing the Dakota Tower! Chet looks down, “Way to go, patriot.” MERICA climbs and climbs...both Strat and Kane are down. He gets about halfway...he climbs a little more...he’s pretty high up...Chet finally announces, ‘That’s high enough, patriot.” MERICA stops...he looks over his shoulder. He then leaps off with a Moonsault!!!! The fans hold their breath...he rotates over and BOOM!! He lands on top of both Kane and Stratford!!!! Aguadilla goes wild!!! MERICA tumbles off both competitors, rolling around, holding his midsection. Demi folds her arms, her eyes narrow and locked in on MERICA. What is she prepared to do? MERICA continues to suffer the impact of the move with Kane and Stratford down~

MoMo: MERICA with a leap of faith and it paid off!

Leo: What a fuckin joke. I will curse this stupid ass town if that moron gets these two points.

MoMo: If he makes a cover I think he’s gonna do it!

~“Pin them, Patriot,” Chet orders. MERICA gets to his knees, coughing...he shakes off the immense pain that’s holding him back...he crawls forward and dives on top of Stratford!!! The fans go wild! Tony slides in with the count~

1!

2!

3!!!

NO!!!

MoMo: Shoulder up! Stratford got the shoulder up!

Leo: Holy fuckin shit...geezus malone. I need a fuckin drink.

MoMo: Stratford’s not out of the woods yet.

~We see Demi behind MERICA, halfway in under the bottom rope...she slowly slides back out of the ring. “Pin the irishman, patriot,” Chet commands. MERICA dives on top of Kane...the fans are mixed on this one. Tony slides in with the count~

1!

2!

3!!!!!!!!

NO!

MoMo: Kane with the shoulder up!

Leo: This is fuckin ridiculous. Okay, c’mon, Strat...you’ve weathered the storm. Put these two fools away.

MoMo: If only it were that easy.

~MERICA gets to his knees, arms in the air, distraught over the two nearfalls. Chet commands, “Keep your composure, patriot!” MERICA adjusts his mask and reaches down, grabbing Kane. He gets to his feet and tosses Kane onto his shoulders...Kane’s body continues to be wrecked from all the damage piled onto it by Stratford. MERICA spins around and he drops Kane with MERICAN MADE!!! The fans are torn. “The other one!” Chet yells for everyone to hear. MERICA turns and sees Strat getting to his feet. He rushes over and tosses Strat onto his shoulders...like with Kane, he spins around...but Stratford is about to slip off, holding MERICA’s head...he then swiftly drops MERICA to the mat with Halo!!!! MERICA is down! The fans booo!!!! “Get up, patriot,” Chet commands. But MERICA remains down. Strat rises to one knee...he looks over at MERICA...he then turns to Kane~

MoMo: He wants to pin Kane.

Leo: Kill that man’s spirit.

MoMo: I hope not...Kane’s got so much heart and fight. All that he’s been through...don’t give up, Lachlan!

~Stratford heads for Kane when he hears a commotion from the street. Getting to his knees, he turns and sees an orange head fighting it’s way through the fans, to the ring. He slowly gets to his feet, keeping an eye on what’s happening. Demi turns and looks. “Alert, alert, we have an enemy at the gate,” Chet warns. The fans pop when they recognize the orange head...it’s hair...hair on top of Vhodka Black’s head! She leaps over the barricade separating the ring area from the street. Her face still stained with black mist. She makes her way toward the ring. Stratford heads for the ropes, staring down at her...she looks up at Stratford. Demi slowly turns the corner on the outside, glaring at Vhodka~

MoMo: It’s Vhodka Black! What’s she doing out here?

Leo: Trying to fuck up Team Welsh, probably! Get rid of her, Tony! Chet...you’re a 50 time world champion, drop an elbow on her or some shit from your tower!

MoMo: Maybe she just wants to get a better view of what’s going on…

Leo: You are a moron.

~Strat grips the top rope with both hands, staring down at Vhodka. She stares back up at him, both seem to be smiling at the encounter. The only one who isn’t is Demi. Strat reaches for his midsection, holding it in pain as he continues to keep his focus on Vhodka. Then, from behind, he’s lifted up in the air by MERICA!!!! The fans rise to their feet!!! MERICA takes him down and all the way to the mat with MERICAN MADE!!! The fans go wild!! Chet, “Pin him, patriot!” MERICA pops to his feet, fired up! Outside the ring, Demi steps forward and shoves Vhodka. Vhodka turns around, talking back at Demi. Demi yells back at Vhodka. MERICA sees the commotion~

MoMo: MERICA just hit Stratford with MERICAN MADE!

Leo: NO!

MoMo: Team Welsh is in trouble once again!

Leo: Give me a gun! Vhodka is going down!

MoMo: You are not getting a gun.

~MERICA turns to pin Stratford...but he hears yelling. He turns and looks again and sees Demi reaching for something to use against Vhodka. His concern picks up for his teammate, the leader of Team TLS. He steps for the ropes. “Don’t worry about the orange haired witch, patriot!” Chet commands. MERICA is torn. Vhodka talks some shit to Demi. Demi returns the favor with, “Yea, I saw how you treat your friends in that last match letting Sarah get DQ’d.” Vhodka lunges at Demi...Demi rears back with whatever is in her hand. MERICA dives through the ropes!!! He runs in and gets in between the two women~

MoMo: MERICA is coming out to save his teammate!

Leo: Okay, good. Yea, let Team TLS put each other over the greater good. That works.

MoMo: I mean...Vhodka might be the only chance they have at winning this competition. And I hate to say that, she’s absolutely their MVP. Without her they are in deep trouble.

Leo: Man you just buried three people.

~“Patriot! Pay attention!” Chet yells. “Do not mix with that orange haired woman!” Strat rolls onto his side, he looks out and sees the fracas. He smiles. He then sees Lachlan moving...Strat falls back to the mat, pretending to be unconscious. Kane gets to one knee...he sees Strat on his back. He turns and sees MERICA fighting with Vhodka and Demi. He thinks. He knows Stratford is as tough as they come...so why is he still down? How? Is it a trap? He figures there’s only one way to find out...he throws himself on top of Stratford! Tony dives in for the count~

1!

2!

3!!!

NO!

MoMo: Stratford BARELY got his shoulder up. If he’s playing possum then he sure did cut it close.

Leo: Hey, you gotta sell it, man. Gotta sell it so they’ll believe it.

MoMo: That shoulder is only inches off the mat and he got it up just milliseconds before Tony counted the three.

~Kane pops up. He looks down at Stratford who appears worse for wear. He turns and sees MERICA hopping up onto the apron. “Go get that dirty irishman, patriot!” Chet yells. Kane pops to his feet. MERICA looks up at Chet and salutes him. Chet salutes back down. Kane charges forward...he leaps over the top rope, grabs MERICA by the head and takes him down with SLINGBLADE!!!! MERICA’s body SLAMS onto the apron!!! He falls to the ground outside. Both Vhodka and Demi back up, shocked at the impact. Vhodka hurries forward to check on MERICA~

MoMo: Slingblade onto the apron!! MERICA is down!

Leo: He just had to get that final salute in.

MoMo: Are we sure Chet is helping him?

Leo: Of course he isn’t! How is that NOT obvious?

~“Get up, patriot. Do not take help from that wild woman,” Chet commands. But MERICA is down. Kane pops back onto the apron...he steps into the ropes and takes one final look at what he’s done to MERICA. As he does, behind, like some kind of demon rising from hell, Stratford appears, standing behind Kane. The fans scream and point...Kane turns around and BAM! He gets hit with Strategizer right in the face! Demi rushes to the apron, excited. Strat grabs Kane by the head, turns around and drops Kane right on top of his head with Zero Sum (Snap Mare Driver)!!!! Kane lands on top of his head and flips onto his back. Stratford makes the cover, looking over at Demi as Tony counts~

1!

2!

3!!!!!

~The fans BOOOOOO~

Belvedere: Here is your winner...STEPHEN STRATFORD!!!!!

MoMo: Stratford did it...he was able to convince Kane that he was injured enough for Kane to take his attention off of him and remove MERICA from the equation. Then, he unleashed his attack.

Leo: Fuck yes. Finally. Geezus this night’s been rough. Thank you, Stratford.

MoMo: Meanwhile, you had Vhodka come down here to help MERICA but, to be honest, I’m not sure if it didn’t do more harm than good.

Leo: Ah, who cares. All that matters is Stratford earns two points! Hip, hip, hooray!

~“Valiant effort, patriot. More work is needed,” Chet comments. “Now, take me away.” TRIAD officials appear, grabbing Chet’s tower and, together, they escort him from the scene. MERICA is still down, Vhodka helping him sit up. Demi slides into the ring...Stratford returns to his feet, looking far less vulnerable than he did a moment ago when Kane got the nearfall. Kane rolls out of the ring, holding his neck. Demi’s closed fist opens, revealing nothing inside of it...no weapon. The couple embrace to the dismay of the fans as they boo and boo and boo. “¡Vete a la mierda Stratford!” They chant...Stratford waves the chants off as no worry. He heads for the ropes, splits them open and watches Demi gracefully exit. He hops out and pauses. The two look down at Vhodka, who is tending to MERICA. She looks back up at them~

MoMo: Interesting moment here.

Leo: Keep on walking, Strats. She’s nothing. You two operate on a plane beyond everyone else’s comprehension. Go and get some rest. Night 3 is just around the corner.

~Strat and Demi smile, looking down at Vhodka. Demi puts her arm around Strat’s waist, but he grimaces...his midsection still feeling punished by Kane’s spear and MERICA’s moonsault. Demi doesn’t seem to notice. The two then make their exit. Kane pulls himself up, perpendicular to the front side of the ring, leaning on the apron...his entire body thrashed. The fans clap and show him tons of encouragement~

MoMo: He may have suffered the pin but he earned a lot of respect tonight.

Leo: Kid is tough. Probably too tough. He’s gonna get himself killed in there against the beasts in these Trials.

MoMo: I disagree. That toughness is going to pay off. He may have lost tonight but he still has a point. A win in next week’s Main Event and he’ll be right back in the thick of things.

~Kane stumbles...gingerly making his exit. Vhodka, meanwhile, gets MERICA on his feet. He puts his arm around her as she helps her teammate toward the exit. As they reach the gate, Kane pulls it open holding it ajar for both of them. The fans clap the show of sportsmanship~

MoMo: This is how it should be.

Leo: Sickening.

~Tires screech in the background. Everybody turns~

MoMo: What the?

Leo: LOOK OUT!

~A car loses control up above the scene…it flies off the road and soars through the air, flipping over and landing right on top of the ring, crushing it! People scream!! Debris flies everywhere. The fans scatter! Kane hurries over, checking on the passengers...digging through the debris he looks and looks and finds...nothing~

MoMo: There’s nobody in that car?

Leo: Well that explains how it just flew off the road like that, I guess.

MoMo: Talk about a close call. Had that happened a moment sooner...Kane, Strat, Vhodka, MERICA...all of them would have been seriously, seriously injured.

~Local authorities run in. Kane shows them what he’s found...nothing. A ghost car, apparently. They tell him to head back to the TRIAD headquarters in Aguadilla and he does not argue. Vhodka and MERICA are still at the exit, holding the door for him...the trio all leave together, perhaps a little shaken by what just happened~

MoMo: It’s been a wild night.

Leo: Wait...so a giant rock falls on Ring 1. The ‘locker room’ at venue 2 catches fire. Now a fuckin ghost car just randomly flies off a cliff and destroys Ring 3. Is it just me or are the gods trying to tell us something?

MoMo: I’m not an expert on supernatural forces. I’m just here to call matches.

Leo: We are all gonna die.

MoMo: Alright fans...so with that win Stratford moves up to 3 points. He is now tied with Thad at the top of Team Welsh. Wolf is in second with 1 point. Raven, who has yet to compete, is sitting at the bottom scoreless. MERICA earns a point for Team TLS who has a chance to pull off a very impressive evening. MERICA is now in sole possession of second place on the team as Vhodka has a commanding lead with 4 points. Sadly, Kane leaves with zero points. Placing him a good distance behind Cortes, who has 4 points. But, he’s only 1 point behind Penelope and Knox. So, very much in the thick of things.

Leo: Yea and Team PIC is still in the lead...they finally ate a pinfall. Fuckin hell we need more of those.

MoMo: Our main event is up next, folks and it’s sure to be a show stealer. But, before we get to it, let’s take a breath. We’ll be right back!

MoMo: Night 3 promises to be our biggest night yet as it is the only night to feature rematches! Wolf and Vhodka get to compete with each other once again! LCP gets another crack at Thad who gets another crack at Cortes. MERICA looks to continue to improve and pull off an upset of Stratford in their rematch! And, in the main event, Raven seeks revenge on Kane from their Week 1 contest. It's going to be one heck of a night that will go a long way in deciding who will compete for a piece of the Triad on September 10th!

Leo: Sounds rad. You know what else sounds rad? Alexander Raven kicking some ass in tonight's Main Event!

MoMo: Folks, it's been a long and wild night. We've got our wildest match yet to come...it's our main event. Team PIC is riding high with 9 points. Team Welsh is right behind with 7 points. Team TLS is showing more life this week as they have more than doubled their points, sitting at 5. Will Team Welsh tie Team PIC? Will Team PIC stretch their lead? Can Team TLS tie Team Welsh? So much on the line!

Leo: Not to mention if Raven wins this baby he'll only be one point behind Strat and Thad.

MoMo: Yep...there's also a lot of pressure on Knox. The favorite after last week...he needs to win this just to stay even with Cortes. And then there's LCP...Team TLS is being dominated by Vhodka. He HAS to get on the board if he wants any shot of catching her.

Leo: Let's fuckin go!

MoMo: It's our Main Event! It's a Puerto Rican Street Fight...and it's NEXT!

LC Pinkston (0 PTS) vs. Alexander Raven (0 PTS) vs. Matt ‘The Raven’ Knox (2 PTS)

~And so we’ve reached the climactic portion of our evening. What the previous three contests have been building towards. The match that will go a long way in defining how Night 2 is perceived by the rabid pro wrestling audience. Yep, we’ve reached our Main Event. Puerto Rico has entertained the TRIAD faithful in every way imaginable. It’s given something for the tourists. For the industrious. And, for the locals. Aguadilla’s legs have been spread and now it’s time for TRIAD to go in deep. A Puerto Rican street fight is upon us and you can rest assured that these three competitors will hold nothing back. Matt Knox is spotted making his way down a dimly lit, poorly paved street. It seems kinda dangerous but, when you’re 6’6 and brooding, you usually represent the danger. Knox’s giant visage fades in and out under the occasional working light. Pausing, he hears an enticing sound. Extending his hand, he pushes the door open and enters a local bar. The patrons are roaring with laughter or, rather, they were. Once Knox’s presence hits, they all go still. They go quiet. It’s as if a Chupacrabra itself entered, looking to suck the blood of everything in its presence~

MoMo: Folks, bear with us. We are trying to locate Knox so we can get the TRIAD van there to call the action.

Leo: Fuckin Knox. He’s on a bender. I KNEW IT. Only possible explanation for why he would dare attack Stratford.

MoMo: We’ll find him. Hang in there.

~Knox looks each patron in the eye. They don’t match him, choosing to turn their sights to the floor. It’s clear Knox has dominated the room with merely his presence. Confident he won’t have to fight his way through these locals, Knox strides up to the bar. The bartender, back to Knox, wearing a wife beater, takes his time, staring down at a few bottles of liquor. Knox takes a seat, for a moment he wonders what was so funny the moment before he walked in. He doesn’t see a single patron with an ounce of charisma let alone enough to crack up an entire room full of drunks. He looks toward the bartender. It must have been the bartender~

MoMo: We got a lock on Knox yet?

Leo: Who do I look like, the nerdy guy from National Treasure? I can’t just hack people’s phones inside a moving vehicle in a foreign country.

MoMo: Belvedere? You got anything?

Leo: I don’t think he even has a phone, man.

MoMo: Tony?

Leo: Desperate times.

~Knox focuses in on the bartender. He really focuses in. The arms are covered in tattoos. The hair is a mess...the posture...suddenly, Knox’s eyes widen. The bartender senses it. He reaches over, gripping a bottle of low end rum. Knox hurries to stand from his seat. The bartender spins around and swings the bottle at Matt’s head. But Matt reaches up, grabbing the bottle before it can come crashing down...the two men are at a stalemate, the bar in between them. The patrons all stand and back up against the walls. We get our first real look at the bartender’s identity...it’s LCP~

MoMo: What’s this? People on social media are saying LCP is bartending in Puerto Rico!

Leo: That’s impossible. He doesn’t even know what match he’s in.

MoMo: Well it sounds like Knox walked into a bar and LCP was behind the counter serving drinks...so…

Leo: Knox is stalking LCP. Confirmed. He probably wants to throw him on of his daughters to get them out from under his wing.

MoMo: Regardless, we need to find this bar! We’re missing out on the action!

~The struggle continues. Knox rises...LCP watches. Knox keeps rising...both men continuing to hold and push back on the bottle of rum. Knox is still rising. LCP looks at him like, “wtf, how tall is this mother fucker.” Finally, LCP answers his own question with ‘tall enough’ and spits right in Knox’s face!!! Knox stumbles back...his arms flail as he tries to get the spit out of his eye...an elbow catches a patron, knocking them out. LCP looks at the bottle in his hand and he leaps, flat footed onto the bar...but he doesn’t make it and falls backward, slamming onto the floor behind the bar. Knox gets his vision back and looks around...where did LCP go? He walks up to the bar and leans forward, looking down...but no LCP. We cut behind Knox to see LCP crawling behind him, bottle still in hand. LCP pops to his feet and reaches back to smash Knox in the back of the head...but Knox catches a reflection of LCP in a dark liquor bottle. He turns around and, again, reaches up, narrowly preventing LCP from smashing the bottle into his face. LCP tries to spit in Knox’s face again, but this time Knox palms LCP’s face with his giant hand, keeping him at arms length. LCP swings the bottle, his arms free, but he can’t hit Knox. Knox then brings LCP in and shoves him as hard as he can with his arm, pie facing LCP’s body through the air and into two patrons...they slam into the wall, instantly knocked out. LCP, however, is fine...they broke his fall~

MoMo: Sorry, fans...we’re driving all around Aguadilla. We’ve asked some folks but we haven’t got a beat on where these two are fighting.

Leo: It’s local, right?

MoMo: That’s what the posts on social media suggest...they also say Alexander Raven hasn’t showed up yet.

Leo: Hey! You don’t have to point that out. Just let me dude chill while they tear each other apart.

~LCP, realizing he isn’t hurt, looks down at the bottle in his hand and he tosses it in the air. It flips over and he catches it by the handle. He pauses, looking at the bottle in his hand like, “Wow, that’s just like Tom Cruise from Cocktail.” This gives Knox enough time to close the gap. There are a few talbes in between the two, so Knox grabs them and slings them to the side. He hurls a few chairs. LCP swings the bottle wildly at Knox but Knox ducks and the bottle slips from his hands, shattering in the distance. Knox rises back up and LCP reaches out, snaring him in a lock up. The door to the bar opens up and a thirsty patron pauses, screaming “¡Ay dios mío!” Knox and LCP pause...the terrified patron runs away. The stop and turn, looking around...every patron is knocked unconscious. The place looks like a warzone or, worse, a murderhaus. The screams of the patron can be heard disappearing down the street~

MoMo: Wait a minute! I think we’ve got a location!

Leo: Well let’s get there! Hurry!

MoMo: Why are you so anxious to get there.

Leo: No reason, just need to text somebody something.

MoMo: Are you informing Raven?

Leo: NO

~LCP throws a quick kick into Knox’s shin, stunning the big man. This gives LCP a chance to scurry around the bar, looking for a weapon...Knox isn’t stunned for long, so LCP has to work fast. He feels around the body of one of the locals and removes a...bag of weed! LCP furtively stuffs this into his pants before continuing to search. Knox’s hand reaches down, grabbing LCP by the hair and pulling him up. He spins LCP around and grips him around the throat...LCP is in trouble until LIGHT...light comes pouring into the bar...the lights blind Knox, allowing LCP the chance to knee him in the groin before grabbing him by the head for a DDT...but Knox shoves him back, sending LCP staggering through the front door, tumbling outside. Knox limps out, wincing as the bright lights belonging to the TRIAD van bear down on him~

MoMo: We’ve made it! There he is!

Leo: About fuckin time.

MoMo: Belve, you might wanna hang in here. Tony, get out there and do your thing!

~Tony laughs as he tumbles out of the van~

MoMo: What are you doing?

Leo: Just shooting a text off...alright, we’re good.

~The commotion brings spectators. Fans start to appear out of buildings, alleyways, down the street...they all rush toward the action. There are no barricades. Knox looks around, knowing that he’s brawling in Puerto Rico without any security...he figures this was bound to happen, signing up for 15 promotions a day. LCP begs him off, still on the ground, asking Knox to let him get back to his feet...Knox refocuses and pauses...LCP gets on all fours and continues trying to talk his way out of or into something...he then goes for a low blow!! But Knox closes his knees, blocking LCP’s arm...LCP looks up like ‘Oh shit’...they pause and both turn, hearing another car pulling up. It’s a truck with the words ‘TEAM WELSH’ on the side. Some employees rush out and begin to set something up~

Leo: LADIES AND GEN ~muffled noises~

MoMo: LEO!

~During all the ruckus, some unidentified people rush in and grab Leo. They rip his headset off and cover his mouth, dragging him away with ease. MoMo reaches out, trying to save him but it’s too late...Leo is dragged away into a dark alley, disappearing from sight~

MoMo: Leo!!! Somebody help!!!

~A head pops out of the van. It belongs to long time OCW color commentator Hood~

MoMo: Hood? How long have you been in there?

Hood: Long enough. Looks like you got an open spot. That is if you aren’t still crying over the loss of that nerd.

MoMo: One mustn’t grieve forever. Grab those headsets!

~Hood gets wired up. They turn their attention back to the van with ‘Team Welsh’ on the side and all the commotion taking place~

MoMo: What is this?!

Hood: Well, considering it says Team Welsh on the side of that truck I’m going to assume it’s going to be something very cool.

~People are baying for blood in the streets of Puerto Rico. One of the Team Welsh employees hangs a tarp loosely in the doorframe of one of the painted buildings of Aguadilla. A man steps up beside the door, holding a speaker. He looks less than enthused to be there, but he is holding the bluetooth speaker proudly~

MoMo: Umm

Hood: Is that John Cusack?!

~“Welcome to the Truth” the speaker starts playing, almost at a muted volume. Alexander Raven sticks his head out from behind the tarp, scowling at the guy telling him to turn the sound up. Smiling and nodding, the man turns the volume up. In unison more speakers activate, being held by random members of the nearby populace. Not having thought it out or practiced it, not a single one is in sync~

MoMo: Oh...for the love.

Hood: But not the hate!

~Alexander Raven throws back the tarp, and steps out into the street, hands held high in the air. White jeans, surprisingly tight fitting, a white plain tee and startling white vans on his feet. He is ready for action. A group of nearby kids ran up beside, holding sparklers. “Where are the fireworks?” Alex asks one of them. The kid shrugged, leaving him glowering as the sparklers quickly fizzled out. He holds his arms out to the nearby crowd, not a single one of them seeming in the slightest bit interested in him being there, a few actively booing. Visibly despondent, Raven begins to make his way into the streets, into the growing throng of people waiting to watch. One man continues to follow so his theme music can still be heard~

MoMo: Does he realize the fighting has already begun?

Hood: Nothing is official until the OG Raven appears. Or at least that’s what it says on Leo’s notes here.

~“Always out to get me.” He can be heard muttering as he begins his search for his opponents, clearly not getting the memo on where he was actually meant to be. Raven basks in his entrance until the guy holding the main speaker falls. It slams into the ground and malfunctions. All the other speakers cease working. Raven looks around like ‘wtf?!’ His eyes then find Knox and LCP...LCP’s arm locked between Knox’s legs. They stare back at Raven, in disbelief...his body covered in white as he stands in front of the bright headlights of Team Welsh’s truck. “He looks like Jesus,” LCP says...every waits for it, “If Jesus was a fuckin ginger.” The crowd laughs. Raven scowls~

MoMo: Sometimes the outfit looks better in our mind than in reality.

Hood: It’s brave wearing all white in a latin country. Hope he stayed away from the local water.

~Raven marches from the light, toward Knox and LCP. His frame slowly blacking it out, giving him an almost other worldly glow. Knox reanimates and smacks LCP in the face, stunning him. He then grabs LCP by the back of his shirt and pants, swings him back and throws him forward at Raven!! LCP’s body flies through the air, slamming into Raven, knocking him down!! The fans gathered around to watch this spectacle go wild. Raven hits hard into the dirt covered roads of Aguadilla. He rolls around and immediately gets to his knee, he tugs on his shirt and finds that it’s covered in dirt, he lets out a slightly high pitched, ‘AH!’ LCP shakes off the impact and says, “Serves you for wearing white after Labor Day.” Knox rushes in, kicking LCP in the head and kneeing Raven in the face, knocking them both out. “Labor Day is next month...moron,” Knox utters, as he looks down at LCP and then at Raven~

MoMo: Yea, that white outfit is going to be ruined by the end of this.

Hood: Third world countries, man. They just can’t have nice things.

MoMo: This isn’t a third world country you jackass.

Hood: Not to rip off MERICA but every country that isn’t the North, East, and West portions of the US is a third world country.

~Knox stands in the middle of the street, looking down at both Raven and LCP, downed in the dirt road. They are situated between the Team Welsh truck and the TRIAD van...both running, both providing the main form of light to view this spectacle. People are gathered around, suffocating the scene...the only form of ‘breath’ being the gap in between the two vehicles where the three warriors reside. Knox sees the main speaker from Raven’s entrance and he heads for it. Picking it up, he finds it plenty heavy enough to do some damage. He turns around to find LCP on all fours. Knox walks right past him, looking at Raven. Raven struggles to his knees...he looks up and sees Knox about to bash him in the head with the speakers...only this time LCP is able to nail the low blow!!! Knox winces and falls to the ground, curling up, dropping the speaker. LCP shakes his arm and says, “Gotcha.” Raven pulls himself up and heads for the speaker...LCP dives for it, both men knowing one shot from that could be the end of the match. Raven snatches it before LCP can dive on it...LCP scrambles to his feet...Raven launches the speaker at LCP...but LCP ducks and the speaker CRASHES through a window, sending glass flying everywhere and people scattering. LCP turns and dives through the broken window...Raven gives chase, heading for the front door to the building...it’s locked, so he kicks and kicks and kicks, finally breaking inside. Fans gather around but they can’t see...so they pull out phones and flashlights, pointing them inside to find Raven standing inside a local sandwich shop. It resembles a knock off subway. He looks for LCP, who is hiding under a table directly in front of Raven. He crawls through Raven’s legs...Raven senses it...LCP is back on his feet, he takes hold of a shoddy chair and slams it into Raven’s back!!! Alexander leans forward, palms slamming on the table top. LCP looks at the chair, the four skinny legs are totally warped from the one shot~

MoMo: Looks like we might rack up a fairly hefty bill during our stay here in Aguadilla.

Hood: I saw some of PIC’s pay stubs in OCW. He can pay for it.

~LCP brings the chair back again...Raven slowly rises and WHAM, another chair shot to the back!! Raven’s chest and stomach flatten out on the table top. LCP looks at the skinny steel chair legs, bent completely horizontal. He works one of them and manages to pull it off...the broken edges are jagged. He hops onto Raven’s back and pulls on his ginger hair...he takes the chair leg and tries to drive the jagged end into Raven’s head!!! Raven reaches up, resisting. LCP finds that Raven is stronger than his all white outfit might suggest. Raven, not wishing to get his face all cut up, rises up, turns around and jumps back...he sends his body and, more importantly, LCP’s body crashing through the table!!! The table shatters as both bodies slam into the hard, tiled floor of the establishment. Fans lean in, shining their light...both men down, grimacing in pain~

MoMo: It’s an absolute war early on...each competitor looking to land a severe blow to take the other one out.

Hood: Yea, in these types of matches...you aren’t gonna see a million moves. This is the real shit, man. One blow from a speaker. One slice with a sharp piece of metal and you’re fuckin out.

MoMo: Yep.

~Knox appears, pulling people out of the way to stare in through the window. He sees his two opponents down, but not out. He steps over and through the broken window, entering. With a vicious boot to the ribs, he kicks Raven off of LCP and reaches down, snaring LCP by the throat...LCP chokes and kicks, trying to get Knox off him. He reaches, grasps...his hands find the broken metal leg and he swings it...PING...right into the side of Knox’s head!!! Knox stumbles to the side, his big frame slamming into the wall, shattering a framed picture of The Old Lighthouse Ruins. It falls to the ground. LCP rushes forward and he jams the metal leg into Knox’s throat...long ways, not piercing it, but choking the man. Knox coughs, his face turns red, his eyes bulge...LCP leans in as hard as he can, attempting to crush the man’s windpipe~

MoMo: I think there’s something to be said for this type of match actually benefiting LCP. There isn’t much in the way of technical wrestling...it’s a brawl. He’s a wild man without any reservation...dangerous in this type of setting.

Hood: Like fighting a 100lb dude on bath salts. You might outweigh him by his entire body mass but he fights like he’s a tornado on steroids.

~Knox tries to spit in LCP’s eye...but LCP isn’t flinching. Knox tastes something familiar in his mouth...he then spits blood into LCP’s face!!! LCP staggers back, ‘fuckin blood!’ He stumbles, dropping his chair leg. Knox hurries forward and buries a fist right across LCP’s face, knocking him down onto the tiled floor. He lays there in an awkward position, his face stained with Matt’s blood. Knox bends over, coughing...he stares at the blood spatter. He doesn’t have time to fret...Raven is back on his feet, driving a double axe handle into Knox’s back! Knox rises up and stares down at Raven...Raven stares up at Knox...the two men throw down!! Punch after punch thrown, trading blows! Knox is unable to overpower Alexander...impressed by the fight in the redheaded Raven. So, Knox lifts a high knee, right into Raven’s chest. Raven doubles over, hurt. Knox then slings Raven into the condiment area, his body slamming into the wooden cabinets beneath the set up, crashing through. Knox heads that way...he looks around and grabs a ketchup and a mustard container...he looks down and starts to squirt the red and yellow sauces all over Raven’s outfit. The fans outside cheer~

MoMo: The insults continue...there’ll be no getting those stains out.

Hood: No biggie...shit looked like he got it off the rack anyway.

~Knox pauses, seeing a new strand of sauce. He looks over and sees LCP, holding his cheek with one hand, spraying Knox with mayo. Knox pushes him, pointing out that spraying Raven with mayo completely undercuts the point. All LCP can hear is his ears ringing, so he reaches up and quirts Knox in the eyes with the mayo! Knox staggers back, against the main bar area where the sandwiches are made. LCP, his eyes still stained with Knox blood, runs forward and leaps in the air with a superman punch!! He kinda hits it...his fist missing, but his forearm and elbow catching Knox on the chin!! Knox leans to the side, turning the corner of the bar and stumbling along the glass casing that hangs over all the ingredients. LCP grabs the back of Knox’s head and he slams Knox face first into the glass covering...it’s thick, so the impact is a THUD!! Knox drops to his knee, holding his forehead...shit had to fuckin hurt. LCP backs up, looking for his Chronic Kick...but SMASH!!! He gets blindsided by a shot from Raven...he slams the fractured, framed photo of the Old Lighthouse Ruins into LCP’s shoulder! LCP’s body thrashes into the glass bar covering…he reaches for his arm, feeling glass piercing into his skin~

MoMo: This is just nasty. I can’t imagine how those wounds feel covered in dirt and, well, condiments.

Hood: Knox’s throat is fucked. LCP’s arm is cut. But...that’s nothing compared to what they’ve done to Raven’s outfit. RIP

~Raven drives a forearm into the side of LCP’s head, staggering him. He then picks LCP up and throws him over the bar into the backside where the employees work. LCP’s body slams hard atop the rubber mats that cover the tile floor. Raven turns his focus to Knox. Knox gets to his feet...Raven grabs the framed picture and swings, wildly...Knox ducks!! Raven turns around. Knox smacks Raven in the face with a right hand. He drops the picture. Knox reaches forward...but Raven thrusts his hands up and into Knox’s throat!!! Knox coughs wildly, turning around and stumbling into the front door, falling out into the street. Fans rush around him, pointing their lights down on Knox as he coughs up some blood~

MoMo: Wow, Knox’s throat is in bad shape. A clear weak point for LCP and Raven to exploit.

Hood: I’d say without a voice he won’t be able to seduce women anymore but, shit, I don’t know. Just seems like all he has to do is show up and they hop on his dick.

~Raven turns back to the bar, staring through the glass he sees LCP standing back. Both men climb up...they get on top of the bar, standing atop the glass...it’s not very even, so they have trouble balancing. LCP throws some hands, he hits Raven a few times. Raven stumbles...he nearly slips off...but he regains his balance. LCP winds up and throws a big punch...but Raven kicks him in the gut, brings him in and a Double Hammerlock DDT!!!! They CRASH through the thick glass!!! The fans outside scream and shriek!!! Some turn away, dimming the light. It’s hard to see the carnage~

MoMo: HOLY SMOKES!

Hood: Geezus! That’s some thick ass glass, man. LCP just went head first through that shit!

MoMo: We need to check on both those men, see if they’re okay.

Hood: Yea, Tony needs to get in position...we might have a pinfall!

~Tony enters and motions for a few fans to come with him...they shine some light down onto the carnage...LCP is face down, not moving. Raven sits up, shaken by the impact. He looks down at LCP, ready to pin him until he feels his pants getting soaked. He looks and finds them turning a deep, deep shade of red. Frantically, he feels around and finds that he’s cut a major artery in his arm. He freaks out, getting off the glass and walking around, holding his arm, looking for something. He storms out of the sub shop and reaches for a fan, ripping their shirt off. Taking it, he ties it around his arm, acting as a tourniquet. He starts to hyperventilate a bit~

MoMo: It’s okay, Raven. I think you’ve managed to subside the flow.

Hood: Dude’s freaked, man. You pierce a vein like that and, man, it can be over fast.

~Raven, eyes wide, heads for the TRIAD van...he rips the driver’s door open. Hood, MoMo, and Belvedere in the back seat. He hits the gas, puts the van in drive and forces people to jump out of the way or they’ll get run over~

MoMo: Hold on! We’re going for a ride!

Hood: ~in a whisper~ I think he’s wounded, man. Trying to get away so it can heal.

~Knox sees Raven trying to get away. Wounded prey. He heads for the Team Welsh van...staring at the name, he frowns. He doesn’t wanna drive it, but when in Rome, or whatever. He puts it into reverse and jerks the truck back, sending the bed crashing in through the broken window of the sub shop. He struggles with the gear before getting it in drive and pulling out, heading in pursuit of Raven~

MoMo: Look! Knox is following us in the Team Welsh truck!

Hood: Does this mean he’s defecting?!

MoMo: I think he’d rather die.

~A hot pursuit through the streets of Aguadilla. Raven keeps looking at his arm. His white outfit a mix of red, brown, and yellow. He takes a turn and heads down a hill...the bright headlights of Knox are immediately in his back window. He can’t take any time to figure out where he’s going, he just has to go. He sees the beach in the distance, the moon shining down upon the water. Behind Knox we see the fans all sprinting to try and keep up. Raven has a choice...does he drive onto the beach or take a hard left...Knox makes it for him, barreling the front of the Team Welsh truck into the back of the TRIAD van...it flies off the road, tumbling through the beach sand! Fans gasp in the background, running forward, worried there might be injured people. The van comes to rest on its side. The Team Welsh truck flies into view, barreling into the sand, going as fast as it can...it flies by the TRIAD van...Knox grabs the seat belt, bracing for impact as he sends the truck SLAMMING into the front of the Old Lighthouse Ruins, destroying the front of the Team Welsh truck!!! He pauses, blood starting to come down from the top of his head...he kicks the door open and staggers into the sand, his body aching all over...he looks over and sees the Team Welsh truck ruined...he laughs and remarks, “Worth it.” He then stumbles through the sand, back towards the TRIAD van~

MoMo: ~muffled noises~

Hood: ~angry cursing~

~Knox reaches the van and he rips the side door open. MoMo and Hood poke their heads out...they seem to be okay. Belvedere pops his head, frantically feeling for his hair...it’s immaculate as always. Knox then rips the driver’s door open and he yanks Raven out of the driver’s seat...Raven is woozy, maybe from the blood loss, maybe from the crash, probably from both. He pulls him up...they stagger atop the sand. Raven tries to hit Knox in the throat but Knox leans in with a headbutt, knocking Raven’s legs wobbly. Knox then spins Raven around and hooks a full nelson on Alexander, dragging him through the sand, back to the Old Lighthouse Ruins. Fans sprint atop the sand, shining their lights on the action~

MoMo: Alright, we’re okay everyone. Thankfully.

Hood: Fuckin love that plot armor.

MoMo: Somehow...via that weird chase and everything we’ve made it back to where we started...the Old Lighthouse Ruins.

Hood: Is the ring still there?

MoMo: What’s left of it after that giant piece of rock crushed the thing.

~Knox drags Raven into the Ruins. He finds the TRIAD ring. The giant piece of rock has been removed...all that remains is the TRIAD mat and floor boards, flat atop the brutal rock surface. The ring posts and ropes have all been removed. Knox pulls Raven onto the TRIAD mat and he lifts him up and throws him DOWN with a Full Nelson Slam!!! Raven’s back POUNDS into the wooden boards, no give, no nothing...the wind runs from his lungs as he arches his back, pulls his arms in and gasps for air~

MoMo: Ouch. That’s a rough landing.

Hood: Better than falling on those rocks.

MoMo: Yea, well, that’s true.

~Knox sees the red, soaked bandage around Raven’s arm and he drops down, looking to remove it. Raven feels the act and a sense of survival kicks in as he reaches up and thumbs Knox in the eye!! Knox returns to his feet, stumbling atop the flattened TRIAD mat. Fans surround the ring, shining lights on these competitors as the dark, mysterious ocean rests behind them. Raven remains on his back, checking his left arm out...the bandaging still intact. Knox, with one eye open heads toward Raven...Raven lifts his legs up and he tosses Knox over with a Monkey Flip!! Knox flips over and slams up against the unforgiving wooden base of the flattened TRIAD mat!!! Again, the fans wince! Knox yells out, “Mother FUCK!” He arches his back, pounding his fist against the ground in agony. Raven sits up, continuing to look at his arm~

MoMo: Great move by Alexander but he’s got to block that injury out of his mind.

Hood: Oh sure, just forget about the massive vein that’s been opened up on your arm. No big deal.

MoMo: Well it’s that or lose the match.

Hood: I think I’d take my life over a match.

~Knowing it’s fight or flight, Raven chooses fight. He gets to his feet...Knox is on all fours...he gets to his knees, his back to Raven...he starts to stand but Raven wraps his right arm around Knox’s throat and locks in The Conspiracy (Bulldog Choke)!! The crowd inches forward...Raven really grips Knox tight, working the hold. Knox coughs, his injured throat unable to take much punishment...quickly he falls over to all fours...he coughs some more, blood coming up and onto Raven’s wrist and arm...he looks down and smiles...confidence growing with every bit of blood that spills from Knox’s mouth~

MoMo: Oh wow...yea, this isn’t good for Matt Knox. Obviously.

Hood: Ya think? He might wind up having more in common with his kids than he realized after this one.

MoMo: Stop!

~Knox remains on all fours, fighting...he keeps his mouth shut, concerned about spitting up too much blood...but he can’t help it, he spits more out and falls forward, his shoulder slamming into the TRIAD mat. He reaches out, looking for help...anyone...anyone...but there’s nobody there, the patriarch of the Knox family is, seemingly, all alone~

MoMo: No sight of help for Knox. The man has isolated himself..whether you view him as guilty or not the punishment remains the same.

Hood: He probably longs for the days of crashing through the side of RVs. That’s nothing compared to this shit.

MoMo: Can’t argue with that.

~Raven yells out, “Ask him! Check him! Fuckin do something!” Tony sneaks in and checks on Knox...he looks at the vacant face, dormant face...eyes shut, where’s the life? He reaches for the arm...it’s stained with fresh blood. He reaches for it and holds it up...he lets it fall...the arm hits the ground. Tony reaches for it again...as he does, Raven shoots him a look that could kill, “If it drops this time you call the fucking match.” Raven is in no mood for this ‘three times’ bullshit. Tony swallows hard and nods~

MoMo: While this is obviously Raven’s way of getting things over with...he might be doing Knox a favor.

Hood: Yea, I never got the whole ‘arm drops three times’ trope. If a person is out they’re out.

MoMo: Can’t argue that.

~The crowd rises. Raven looks around...he can’t fathom what they’d be rising for...so he figures they’re just impressed with his ability to destroy Knox. He smiles and nods. Tony grabs Knox’s arm. Our view rotates...the ocean is behind us and we’re staring at the dilapidated entrance to the ruins. A myriad of flashlights fight through the dark structure and, through them, a figure emerges, marching up and into the scene. He’s limping...he looks half dead...as he gets closer we see it’s LCP! His upper torso stained with his own blood...he sees what’s going on and he runs forward! The crowd pops...Raven still thinks this is all for him. Tony lets the arm drop..but as he does, LCP flies in and hits Raven in the back of the head with Chronic Kick!!!! The fans go wild!!! Raven lets Knox go and both men hit the ground...Tony stands up, arms in the air, signaling that there is no decision! The fans chant, “SI! SI! SI!” LCP mutters something that sounds like, “The C stands for Chad.” He staggers to his feet, looking down at Raven and Knox~

MoMo: It’s LCP! He’s back!

Hood: How the...what the…

MoMo: I’m being told he was in the bed of the truck. I guess when Knox backed into that shop, LCP hopped in.

Hood: Well he does look like a freeloader so that adds up.

~Rather than go for a pin, he dives on top of Raven and squirms around...all over Raven’s front. He then rolls Raven over and squirms all over his back, the fans applaud this very weird tactic~

MoMo: LCP is getting Raven soaked in his own blood!

Hood: As if that white outfit wasn’t stained beyond recognition already.

MoMo: The TRIAD equivalent of ‘fuck yo couch’

Hood: Apropos.

~LCP stands up, Raven’s drenched in LCP’s blood...his white outfit a dark shade of red...stained with blood and blood...the dirt and mustard stained away. Behind LCP we see the clouds over the ocean enter a state of unrest, slowly starting to churn. The wind picks up, slightly. LCP pulls Raven up saying, “I’ll show you how it’s done.” He knees Raven in the gut and brings him in for his version of the double underhook DDT...the one he calls PLACENTIA Born! Before he can deliver it, Knox hits LCP from behind with a forearm, knocking him off the TRIAD mat and tumbling down to the base of the dilapidated entrance. Knox begins stomping on Raven...as he does, he looks up at the top of the dilapidated entrance...a dangerous idea flashes across his eyes~

MoMo: Oh no, don’t do it, Knox. That’s insane.

Hood: Yea, at least Kane, Stratford, and MERICA had an actual ring WITH support to land on. You’ve got nothing, man...wood and rocks.

MoMo: I know you might want to punish yourself after what happened on Night 1...but it’s not the answer, man. Don’t go up there.

~Knox leaves Raven...he heads for what remains of the structure. The wind picks up. He pauses, noticing someone in the audience with a blood stained mouth, just like his. He leans in...the face is a familiar one. As he gets closer we discover it’s Crash Rodriguez! Only his face isn’t stained by blood, it’s stained by the extra helping of sauce on the wings he’s devouring. Crash gives Knox a ‘thumbs up’...the Aguadilla fans pop for random appearance of The Crooked Man. Knox turns his focus back on the structure...but as he does, LCP dives in with a spear...only he can’t take Knox down, so he winds up hugging Knox around the waist. Knox hammers LCP with forearms...trying to knock him off. LCP is weakened...Knox bends over and hoists him up for a powerbomb! He looks down at the jagged, unforgiving rocky surface beneath them...he tosses LCP down...but LCP wraps his legs around Knox’s head...his legs slip free...so he reaches up, grabbing Knox by the hair and by some manner...the most awkward looking manner ever, he takes Knox over with a Pinkston-can-rana. The fans pop!! Knox flips over, his back landing on the rocks! He yells out...a literal blood curdling howl as the rocks cut and crush the skin and bones in his back. LCP lands hard, too...reaching for his elbow...we see a few cuts in his forehead from the DDT he took earlier, also a laceration on his chest...the source of all this blood~

MoMo: Once again...I don’t know how, but LCP seems to get the job done.

Hood: Resourceful. And crazy. More crazy than resourceful.

MoMo: And by harming Knox he might have actually helped him. Knox had that ‘risk it all’ look in his eyes. A dangerous look given how this match is going...given where they are at.

Hood: Yep.

~LCP sits up, his body shivers with chills as a cool ocean breeze continues to swirl. The clouds over the dark, ominous see continuing to churn. He reaches his feet, marching back up onto the TRIAD mat to punish Raven. Reaching the heartbeat of the scene, LCP finds a standing Raven...both men coated in LCP’s blood, for the most part. Raven looks down at his outfit, ruined. LCP looks at his body, covered in blood, thanks to Raven. Raven balls up his fists. LCP takes one more step up, on equal ground...the two men start trading punches to a huge ovation!!! Right hands from LCP! Right hands from Raven!! The fans jump up and down with excitement, giving the action a ‘strobe’ light kind of effect, with their phones and flashlights providing our illumination. Raven gets the upper hand! But LCP fights back with some knife edged chops!! Raven stumbles...before leaning in with a headbutt into LCP’s injured chest! He staggers. Raven retaliates with some knife edged chops as well...right across LCP’s laceration! LCP yells, “FUCK!” before responding by reaching out and squeezing Raven’s arm!! Raven backs away, protecting his arm~

MoMo: These two warriors are battling it out with two points at stake!

Hood: Sooo...are we gonna get out of here before whatever is going on out in that ocean reaches us?

MoMo: This will end when it ends.

Hood: Terrific. I can see the working conditions at TRIAD are similar to those I had in OCW. GREAT

~The wind continues to pick up. Raven smacks LCP with an open handed palm strike, knocking LCP back. Behind them is the dilapidated entrance...along the side of it we see a giant man reaching up and crawling to the top, pulling his body up with each hand, one reach at a time. LCP and Raven are blind to it, continuing to fight. LCP responds with a palm strike of his own, but it’s merely a slap...so it doesn’t do much damage. Raven hits another palm strike. LCP stumbles. Raven hits another, LCP stumbles. Raven hits ANOTHER! LCP spins around...but he rotates fully, attempting a backfist he probably saw off an MMA event but has never actually tried. He completely misses but, in the process, winds up banging heads with Raven! A sick ‘CLUNK’ is heard...both men stumble around, holding their heads. As they do, lights and eyes turn toward the sky...pulling himself up atop the dilapidated entrance is Matt Knox! Crash drops the wing he’s eating, staring up in awe at the spectacle. The wind is swirling...the clouds are roaring in the distance...Knox reaches his feet, staring down at LCP and Raven~

MoMo: Oh no

Hood: Here we go. The first TRIAD death. It was bound to happen.

MoMo: To the millions of Knox children watching at home, I’d advise you all to turn away.

~Perched at the top, it’s clear Knox is having second thoughts...he’s pretty high up there and, well, the landing has no safe spot. It’s either ‘injury’ or ‘serious injury’ or ‘life threatening injury’ or ‘death’. He looks down at the fans, most of them urging him to get down. He sees children with parents...his mind perhaps wonders to the children of his own. What would something like this do to them, if it all went wrong? He pauses, he hesitates. Back down on the TRIAD mat, LCP and Raven grab each other...leaning forward, both exhausted and riddled with pain...they throw some jabs into their heads and midsections. LCP reaches for Raven’s bandage...he shoves LCP off and leans in for a lariat...but LCP ducks and trips over Raven’s feet!!! Both men stumbles...Raven hits the ground, his knees slamming into the wood, causing him to hesitate. LCP stays on his feet...he turns around, runs forward and CHRONIC KICK!!! He knocks Raven over and to the mat. LCP grabs his arm, dragging him closer to the center of the ring...Tony waits~

MoMo: LCP might have Raven pinned!

Hood: Meanwhile Knox is having second thoughts...now is not the time to hesitate, buddy.

MoMo: You Hate 2 Hesitate.

~Knox looks like he’s going to come down...until he sees someone staring right up at him. Piercing eyes. Haunting eyes. Knox rises...he looks down right into the devastatingly devilish eyes of Demi Stratford. He knows exactly who she is. By now, who in TRIAD doesn’t? All those emotions come rushing back...the pain, the hurt, the remorse, the guilt...he’s made his mind up. Fans yell up, “NO!” Knox stands tall, high above everything, everyone else. Off in the distance, lightning flickers throughout the churning clouds. They strike all at once, forming a Triangle. Everyone who catches this elemental anomaly gasps. Knox looks down at LCP throwing his body on top of Raven for a pin. Tony gingerly drops down to make the count. Knox bends his knees and...~

1!

2!

HOLY SHIT!!!!

MoMo: 450!! 450!! Knox just performed a 450 off the dilapidated entrance onto LCP and Raven!!

Hood: Geezus. He saw Demi and, I don’t know, I guess he thought he needed to punish himself or something...fucking crazy.

MoMo: We need to get some personnel in there...maybe if there’s a doctor in the crowd...see if they are okay. There wasn’t much there to break his fall.

~Silence. Knox lays on top of LCP and Raven. Tony looks down, in awe. All three bodies motionless. Finally, Crash yells out, “WELL, MAKE THE COUNT!!” Tony snaps out of it and does...~

1!

2!

3!!!!

MoMo: How is this…

Hood: LOOK!

~Raven’s arm is up!! He shoulders out at the last second!~

MoMo: Alexander Raven just saved Triad officials from having to make a really tough decision. Would that have been Knox’s pinfall or LCP’s?

Hood: Given we won’t have to figure that out I’m not going to even try to answer the question.

~All three men remain down, stacked. Tony isn’t sure if he should count again or not...but then Knox starts to move. He pushes himself up and gets to his feet...he spits up some blood, holding his midsection. His legs are barely able to keep him standing...he winces, reaching for his back. But, aside from ALL OF THAT, he seems to be alright. He turns and locates Demi...he points at her and starts bragging about the move...pulling it off, surviving...talking a bunch of shit to her. She isn’t bothered by his verbal, blood soaked slurs. In fact, she urges him to keep going. He has no problem with that, only thing stopping him is a knee into the back from Raven!!! Knox winces like he’s been stabbed...he turns around and a straight right hand from Alexander! Knox falls to one knee. LCP is on his feet, stumbling...Raven grabs him and throws him off the platform, to the ground...LCP tumbles, landing hard. It’s just Raven and Knox, now~

MoMo: Knox risked it all but failed to get the pinfall! He was too distracted by Demi Stratford!

Hood: Man, for that risk...you gotta stay focused. Forget the woman...deal with her after the win.

MoMo: Second week in a row where the Stratford’s have got inside Knox’s head. He managed to win last week...can he do the same this go around?

Hood: Gonna need some luck. Raven is beating his ass.

~The wind is nearly howling at this stage. The fans starting to cover up. Sand blowing in their faces. Alexander’s red hair being tossed around, dried blood blown out of the lighter strands of red. He reaches down, pulling Knox up. But Knox shoves him back! This is it! This is Knox’s last stand! He fires up and hits Raven with a punch and another punch and another!! Raven is rocked! Knox charges forward with Little Drop of Poison...but Raven ducks!!! Both men turn around and Raven shoves his hands into Knox’s throat!!! Knox coughs up more blood, staggering. Raven spins him around and hooks his arms...Raven yells out as he stands up with Knox in position for Raven’s Spine!!! Raven tries to break free, but he has no more strength. He looks over at Demi...she looks back at him, a sick smile slithering across her face. Raven takes off and he drops Knox with Raven’s Spine!!!! The crowd is sick!! Thunder cracks! The wind howls! Raven rises to his feet and extends both arms as lightning strikes, creating another Triangle in the sky! Raven turns, looking down at Knox...as he does, we see an image sneaking up behind him...the fans point and yell...the wind and thunder makes it too loud for Raven to hear...it’s LCP! He sneaks up behind Raven and rolls him up!!! Tony dives in with the count~

1!

2!!!

3!!!!!!!

~Raven kicks out...right after three! Tony pops to his feet signaling for a bell. There is none to be rung...but the decision has been made as Belvedere yells out~

Belvedere: Here is your winner...L.C. PINKSTON!!!!!

MoMo: Holy smokes! LCP did it! He stole this one!

Hood: You have got to be kidding me! The kid with, like, three moves...he wins the main event!

MoMo: Raven is furious! This is the second time this has happened to him!

~LCP pops to his feet, battered and bloodied...but he’s not one to let an opportunity to pass him by. He shoots two middle fingers out to the crowd...down at Raven and then up into the sky...as it responds with a tremendous flash of lightning followed by a huge roar of thunder...a brief glimpse of another Triangle. LCP stumbles back like, ‘oh shit, my bad.’ As he does, he gets shoved from behind by Raven. Raven is on his feet and he’s enraged. LCP staggers off the platform, down from the ruins and onto the beach. Raven runs his fingers through his hair and points at LCP...LCP motions for him to ‘come on, bitch.’ Raven hustles down the steps...fans rush and circle, providing light...Raven and LCP continue to brawl on the beach~

MoMo: These two aren’t finished!

Hood: Raven’s gonna lose his fuckin mind, man. He had Vhodka beat until Kane fucked it up. Then he has Raven definitely beat until LCP steals the win. He should be 2-0 instead he’s 0-2.

MoMo: Tough luck for sure.

~They brawl down the beach, nearing the ocean. The waves start to crash in. The clouds appear to be moving in, almost as though the sea wants to take them. Raven hits LCP. LCP hits Raven...it’s an old fashioned brawl between two men seeing nothing but red. Tony rushes in, trying to get them to break it up as they brawl dangerously near the waves which crash closer and closer with more wind and power behind them. Tony yells out, ‘HELP!’ Raven grabs at LCP’s face, LCP pie faces Raven trying to get him off...the two men stumbles into the surf...the waves smashing into their legs...they are unaware, only focused on killing each other. On the horizon we see a mammoth wave building. A giant, dark wall building and building, heading to consume both competitors and any unfortunate people around them~

MoMo: Get them out of there!

Hood: HURRY

~Residents and fans, seeing what’s coming, rush in and grab LCP. They grab Raven...they pull the two men apart. It takes several to do the job. They drag each man away from one other...both trying to break free, shouting threats at one another. As they get dragged away from the surf Tony looks out at the giant, black wall heading their way...it decreases...descends before turning into an innocuous wave that washes across his feet. With a nervous chuckle, he wipes the sweat of his brow. LCP is dragged down the left side of the ruins. Raven is dragged down the right side. Atop the mat we see Crash checking on Knox as PIC appears, kneeling down, checking on his team member~

MoMo: I don’t know about you but things are getting a little spooky for me.

Hood: Yea, I’m just glad Leo’s the permanent guy for this gig. I ain’t following you guys to Bermuda. You can believe that.

~PIC motions at some TRIAD officials who are finally on the scene. He orders them to get LCP and Raven back to their team headquarters. Together with Crash, they help Knox up...he’s still out of it, unaware of what’s taken place. His head bleeding from the Raven’s Spine he suffered moments earlier. PIC and Crash then help walk Knox down from the mat...PIC tells people to turn their lights off, worried Knox might have, at the very least a concussion. He holds his hand up, trying to get cell phone footage out of their way and off of Knox~

MoMo: Tough scene here. These wrestlers are giving it everything they’ve got. But it’s becoming apparent that this mission is very, very dangerous. At some point we have to ask ourselves...do we turn back?

Hood: Shit, I sure as hell am. Fuck bravery. I choose a long and happy life of Jack in the Box tacos and porn.

~With PIC and Crash exiting the scene and the ruins. As they do, PIC looks over and sees Demi Stratford. He shakes his head, “I hope you’re happy with yourself.” She has no rebuttal. But it’s clear that she is. The sky suddenly starts to clear. The wind dies down. The clouds return to their normal, friendly fluffy disposition. Our view settles on the dark and ominous ocean...the most mysterious and vast portion of our planet. Able to make entire civilizations disappear should it choose to do so~

MoMo: What we have seen tonight is proof that this is no ordinary venture. Belts, rings, hall of fames...this transcends all of that. Lives could very well be at stake as we delve deeper into this mission.

Hood: Yep, I’m out.

MoMo: The hatred of Raven and LCP nearly cost them dearly. Knox’s pain and anguish definitely cost him. We’ll find out how much in the coming days. But, there is a silver lining...support. LCP and Raven were rescued from their Wrath. Knox helped up after taking a fall via his Pride. It’s clear that support is going to be a necessary item as we lurch forward in this quest for The Triad.

~Our view continues to stare out into the abyss~

MoMo: Team PIC currently leads the competition with 10 points. Team TLS and Welsh are tied at 7 points apiece. Could this be any closer? Catalina Cortes is in sole possession of first place for Team PIC with 4 points. Knox is in second with 3 points. Penelope in third with 2. Kane sits in fourth with 1 point.

Stratford and Thad lead Team Welsh with 3 points each. Wolf is in ‘third’ with 1 point while Alexander Raven remains scoreless.

And, on Team TLS...Vhodka has a strong lead with four points. But, LCP picks up a huge win and is only two points behind her. Situated in third is MERICA while Helena is in fourth.

We’re halfway through these initial Trials. Bermuda awaits. Every team...every person is seemingly one win or one loss from each other. The competition has never been more fierce! Thanks for tuning in with us for Night 2! We’ll see you all in 2 weeks from Bermuda for Night 3! Good night and stay safe, everyone!

~We continue to stare into the dark unknown as our screen fades out~