S4:E7 - 5.18.2019 | California

S4:E7 - 5.18.2019 May 18, 2019 15:19:32 GMT -8

Post by Management Office on May 18, 2019 15:19:32 GMT -8

5.18.2019
Hollywood, CA.
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NO INTRODUCTION NEEDED
STARRING: Haute Garbaj | Brady Vega | Rex Cassidy

Amongst the CW Warehouse we are greeted by a long line of traffic along Hollywood BLVD. Vehicles are stopping for Mischa Killings and a few other of ICWA's finest, entering the building. In the distance just out front of the Wax Museum we are brought to focus on a large cloud of smoke and two African-American males, looking fresh out of a music video. Brady Vega and newly infamous Haute Garbaj stand around passing a backwood between themselves. Rex Cassidy can be seen on the phone, in a business suit at a patio table of a nearby coffee shop.

BRADY VEGA: Yo baby, yo baby yo!

Vega shouts over to the group of females in passing. They are tourists and look at Vega with a confusion hidden beneath the awkward silence. Vega take a hit of the wood and passes it to Garbaj.

BRADY VEGA: I'm tellin' you fam. This the place to be tonight. Imma get you backstage, no problem.

Garbaj takes the wood from vega and takes a few quick puffs. The Former Soundcloud Rapper coughs a few times before reaching for a bottle inside of a paper bag. Taking a sip, he passes the wood back to Vega and Pat's him on the back.

HAUTE GARBAJ: Oh I can tell cuz. And that's just from the few chicks walking out here now. But I cant be focused on them. Especially when my future baby momma over there right now.

Garbaj motions towards Mischa who's taking a few pictures with some young fans.

HAUTE GARBAJ: Besides, this was a business trip anyway. Ya feel me. I came to chop it up with yall fools. But you really think you can get me backstage?

BRADY VEGA: Bruh... good luck wit' Mischa, that's a far stretch, I seen her turn down white dudes with money. She dumpster in the ring though fam.

Garbaj's glare turns into a scold.

BRADY VEGA: I know you crushin' real big on ol' girl but it's better shit to claim and I ain't talking about the ladies. You'll see when we get backstage. It's mu' fuckas wit' championships and thangs. Once you get this wrestling thing down though, you won't have no problems.

He's smile returns and he nods his head as he takes another sip from the bagged bottle before setting it down. The Yet To Be rookie runs his hands together and nods his head.

HAUTE GARBAJ: OH YEAH. I remember. Told you. When I get this championship and prove JBC wrong, Imma melt the plates down and make championship Grills. Shits gone be icy.

Brady grows more animated with Garbaj.

BRADY VEGA: BRO BRO! That's genius!!! Dawg, I swear it's like you came from a time portal fam. I know you in a past life of sum'n?

Brady scratches his head and Garbaj scratches his chin while looking away deep in thought.

Rex approaches them.

REX CASSIDY: Oy mates, the lady at the front desks says Samson is recovering, aparently he was beat up a few days ago. Real nasty results.

Brady glances as Haute Garbaj and then back at Rex.

BRADY VEGA: Fuck it. We got the other lawyers here. Can you get him in Cass?

Rex scolds Vega, annoyed.

REX CASSIDY: They got upset about the groupies last week bruv.

BRADY VEGA: Man fuck that, she suck chrome off'a doorknob. They can let him in, he a prospect! I see Mischa back there all the time with people that don't work here.

REX CASSIDY: It's different. She's connected. You're sort of an outsider.

BRADY VEGA: I don't give a fuck about that. Get 'em in!

Brady and Rex continue to argue. Haute Garbaj watches with the backwood in his hand. Cameras cut elsewhere.

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My Show, My Tournament, MY Rules!
STARRING: Britney Anders | Equinox

CW cameras open up within the Warehouse. The two story venue is plastered with Iconic Sports Management banners, CW, IPW, and ICWA merchandise hangs from steel grates all over the venue, and an echoing 2,589 fans are going nuts for Walk of Fame! Camila Martinez, Kelsi Minx, Marshall Coté, and Sullivan Aimes join us for commentary this evening.

Moments after the commentators introduction Equinox' music begins to play and the fans roar with excitement as the face painted high spot warrior enters the ring and grabs a microphone. During his promo he speaks of being held back and falling short. Nox speaks of new beginnings and advancing in the Pride Championship Tournament finals and leaving as a double champion.

C. MARTINEZ: The hero high spot isn't championship material.

K. MINX: He's already been a champion.

M. COTÉ: And a damn good one at that.

S. AIMES: Uh oh.

C. MARTINEZ: Finally, a reaaalll champion!

S. AIMES: She's a true Female Role Model!

At that moment, Britney Anders interrupts to the self approved disapproval of the fans. She brags about being Hollywood Heritage Champion while standing at the top of the aisle with Kendrick Kross and surprisingly ICWA talent, Ashley Anders near by.

BRITNEY ANDERS: Equinox, first of all let's completely honest about one thing. You are in no way, shape, or form, being held back and the proof is available at the merchandise stands. Also, the Living Doll is available right next to the box sets of CW Seasons.

The fans boo her, but she just continues.

BRITNEY ANDERS: That's right Equinox, the world can purchase an opportunity to watch you lose time and time again while watching me parade around CW's hallways and venues as their champion! The show is titled Walk of Fame and that's just a metaphor for live like Britney or jump from the bridge immediately. I'm the reason anyone shows up to this place!

The boos roar with intensity. But Britney, with a new found vigor, strength and confidence, continues.

BRITNEY ANDERS: I'm the face of the only division that's rules revolve around a straight up wrestling match! This isn't the land of high spots and makeup tutorials Nox, this is the house that I built from the ground up. Since week one in this place I've made it known that the show will always be about me and your attempts at dimming my shine are failing. You talk about walking about a double champion, but that means you have to get through me, and to put it bluntly? You aren't worthy of shining my boots let alone knocking me out of the Pride tournament and taking my Hollywood Heritage championship. Now, cut his microphone. I get the last word.

Britney flips her microphone and it crashes onto the stage as she hoists her Hollywood Heritage championship into the air while staring at Equinox in the ring and talking trash that is unable to be picked up from the dropped microphone.

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The Negotiation
Starring: Jack Callahan | Aella Foley

The Cameras were rolling, the camera man stalking after the five feet and five inches of fury as she strode by them. Aella Foley? The God Killer? King of the Ashes? The woman who’d destroyed opponents and feds alike, left and right? It was her. No one else had the swagger she had, the step that just screamed that she got off on her own brand of sadism and conquest. Aella the Conqueror had a special ring to it, didn’t it? Her eyes were ahead, one of those plastic document containers tucked beneath her arm to obscure and protect it. A flippant wave was given to the camera man as she walked right into that office and dropped the container on Jack’s desk without even an ounce of hesitation.

Aella Foley: “Seventy Five Grand, a month, one year contract, not five, the rest is just peachy.”

Her voice was eerily calm, to the point, those light colored eyes leveled on the man behind the desk.

Jack looked up at Aella Foley as she stormed into the office and dropped the container on the desk. While he appreciated her self confidence she wasn’t about to just come in and act like she owned the place.

Jack Callahan: Slow your roll there, Ms. Foley. First, welcome to the CW Warehouse. Second, you don’t storm into my office like that and just demand things, that’s not how this is going to work between us. Last but not least, that isn’t happening. 75 Thousand a month just isn’t in the cards and never will be.That’s way more than what our current top highest paid star in Britney Anders is. So how about you sit down in that chair and we actually get down to business.

Jack pushed the container back across his desk as he motioned for her to sit down.

Amused, she slide over that plastic container before dropping back in her seat, lifting up those Doc Marten boots and crossing them at the ankles as she watched Jack cooley.

Aella Foley: "Aye? No one fucking knows, or cares who Bridget Sanders is. People know my name. They hear my name, they know trouble's coming, fans know my presence means ultra fucking violence. That's why your bosses sent me an offer, Lad, because whoever your stars are, they're not cutting it."

Jack shook his head a bit, knowing that the offer that was sent over was nowhere near what Aella was demanding. He laid back in his chair as he propped his feet up on his wooden desk crossing his arms with a smirk on his face.

Jack Callahan: “Aella, you know full and well that my boss, not bosses, sent you an offer nowhere near that. 75k a month? That equals to what? 900k a year? Sorry but there is no way that you are receiving that. We only have one person that makes over 600k a year and that’s Britney. So you want to try to make me believe that Ethan Roerich, a man who is afraid to lose Britney Anders, would actually make someone higher paid than her? Let’s get down to the real business shall we? I can’t and won’t do anywhere near 75k a month.”

Jack eyes Aella, staring her down making it well known that he isn’t going to budge from his position.

Oh, how Aella tilted her head to the side, a glint in her eyes as she watched the lanky fella. He was bold, this one.

Aella Foley: "Before I burned Pantheos to the ground, Jackie Boy, they actually paid 3.5 Million a year. Crazy, senseless, but they paid that because they knew what I can bring. I destroyed them in the end, because I was utterly tired of their incompetence, begging me to change because I destroyed the confidence other wrestlers. I destroyed Ground Zero Wrestling too. California Wrestling?"

She lifted and dropped those shoulders.

Aella Foley: "Your biggest name is someone I've never even heard of. So. What I'm going to do is walk out of here. You'll call your boss, you'll tell him what I'm offering in renegotiation, and you'll either make it happen, or.."

She shrugged her shoulders.

Aella Foley: "Enjoy Bridget Sanders."

Jack just let a small grin cross his face. He wasn’t someone who would be easily bullied into giving someone what they wanted, no matter the price it would cost him. He was someone that was going to stick to his guns.

Jack Callahan: “They knew what you could bring? Okay. You want to come here and try to bully me into getting your way when you know damn well that isn’t what my boss sent you. I know what was sent, you want to renegotiate? Fine. But you aren’t getting 75k, nowhere near it.”

He shook his head followed by a sigh.

Jack Callahan: “I’ll tell you this. I will negotiate with you, but you know the incentives that are involved. So it’s either you don’t take those incentives and still not make 75k a year or you take them and take what I have offered. It’s your choice. I will make sure I contact Roerich if you walk out though. You have the parameters, you walk out? Fine, but don’t expect to get anything more than what I have offered.”

A small smile quickly crosses his face.

Jack Callahan: “We will enjoy Britney Anders along with the rest of the roster. We hope you are a part of that but if you refuse the offer and you are not, we wish you well.”

These two were both knuckle headed and it showed. Aella swept her feet from the desk, placing her hands there as she leaned over that desk with a tilt of her head to the side. She was almost canine in her mannerisms.

Aella Foley: "Then I'll be waiting on your counter offer before making my decision."

Leaning forward further, she tapped the tip of his nose, booping the commissioner. Turning around though, she walked right out of the office, palming the camera on her way out as it faded to black.

IMMORTAL ICON DIVISION RULES MATCH

Hayley Halsey -vs- Kylie Conrad

Match Notes:
Kylie Conrad put up a good fight but in the end, Hayley Halsey ended it quickly after a float over backbreaker! Halsey makes a cover,

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DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Hayley Halsey
Finishing Move: Icebreaker
Near Falls: Conrad(0) Halsey(0)
Match Length: 4:45

Post Match:

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Family Ties
STARRING: Kendrick Kross | Lara Kross

Kendrick Kross was sitting in the back in the shared locker room with him and his future wife, Britney Anders. He had just finished getting prepared for his match as a knock on the door happens and someone walks in. Kendrick ventures over to see who it is. As he reaches near the door he realizes it’s his sister, Lara Kross.

LARA KROSS: Hey bro. How are you feeling? You ready for this match?

KENDRICK KROSS: Of course I am. I am going to go out there and put Nitoh on his ass. Get myself back on the winning track.

Truthfully though, Kendrick wasn’t ready. He knew that he wasn’t exactly on the best of streaks and needed this win. How he was going to go about it though he wasn’t sure.

LARA KROSS: You wouldn’t lie to me, would you?

KENDRICK KROSS: Fine. No, I’m not ready. I don’t even know how to approach this. I’ve been on such a bad streak that it ain’t funny. I can’t think of what to do either. I’ve tried everything.

Lara looked at Kendrick as she walked past him and sat in a chair. Kendrick followed and sat across from her as she looked at him.

LARA KROSS: Look. K, it’s simple. Go out there and do you. You’ve been trying too much lately. Go out and do what you’ve always done, it’ll get you back to where you really want to be. You were winning when you were what? Comfortable. When you just went out and just went ahead and was yourself.

KENDRICK KROSS: I get that, but I don’t know how to get to that point, Lara. I’ve tried and tried. I can’t figure out how to win it’s like I’ve lost my talent.

Lara rolls her eyes as she crosses her legs, her left over the right.

LARA KROSS: Really? You don’t think you can do this? You were champion for a reason, K. You weren’t lucky and it wasn’t because talent was poor. You’ve always been good and you’ve always done what was necessary. You have gone out there, shown what you are worth and you’ve kicked ass and taken names. Where is that Kendrick? You need to find him.

KENDRICK KROSS: I have no idea Lara. When I lost my Pride Title I just lost everything. I don’t know what it was but something about losing that match changed me. I lost my confidence and haven’t been able to find it.

LARA KROSS: Well find it and soon otherwise all you will ever be is someone who has the talent but can’t utilize it anymore. THat’s not my brother, that’s not the Kendrick I know, and damn’t if you don’t find that Kendrick I will kick your ass and change my last name because you will have made me ashamed.

With that Kendrick looked shocked as if he didn’t know what to do.

LARA KROSS: That’s right. You need to find him and soon otherwise I’ll have to just not claim you as a brother…

With that Lara walked out before Kendrick had a chance to even respond.

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IMMORTAL ICON DIVISION RULES MATCH
Geki Nitoh -vs- Kendrick Kross

Match Notes:

The match kicks off with Nitoh and Kross sizing one another, exchanging wristlocks and arm drags, take downs and standing strikes. The fans love every minute of it. The two fight hard until the end of every round. Nitoh displays heavy skills in winning the first round.

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SCORECARD Rd. 1:
10-10-9: KROSS
10-10-10: NITOH
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In the second round, Kendrick Kross utilizes his suplex and striking game to keep the advantage over Nitoh. Nitoh falls flat after Kross kicks the ring ropes when he attempts a spring board meteora. From their Kendrick Kross his the Post Mortem Abortion and picks up a pinfall victory of Nitoh.

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Winner: Kendrick Kross
Finishing Move: Post Mortem Abortion
Near Falls: Nitoh(3) Kross(5)
Match Length: 5:52

Post Match:

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Cameras cut to Lake Tahoe, at night. The fog hovers just above the water stopping at the dock and the cabin in the distance is lit by the moonlight. A light appears to turn on within the wooden cabin but it quickly reveals itself as a flame. The cabin is engulfed in flames quickly a shadow of a female figure unknown to the audience, the hands rise above her head as the cabin burns in the flames. A maniacal laughter is heard before a banshee. The cameras cut elsewhere.

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IMMORTAL ICON DIVISION RULES MATCH

|NON-TITLE |

Match Notes:
The first round was dominated by Sativa Neveah, she had an answer for everything Dona through at her. The three minute time limit ends and the judges give their scores for round one.
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SCORECARD Rd. 1:
7-8-8: ROTTEN
10-9-9: NEVEAH
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The second round was a different story. Sativa appeared gassed and Dona Rotten takes advantage of the opportunity. Using a scoop slam on the champion before landing a leg drop. Dona makes a pin attempt,

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Dona Rotten gets Neveah in a situation with only a minute left on the clock after Rotten utilizes a saito suppler on Neveah. Rotten then catches Neveah off guard with an inverted shining wizard in the final moments. Rotten makes the cover,

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TIME EXPIRES.

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SCORECARD Rd. 2:
9-9-10: ROTTEN
8-9-8: NEVEAH
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The third and final round begins and Rotten picks up right where she left off. Rotten attempts a lariat and Neveah immediately ducks under it and then nails Rotten with the Nerf this! Neveah, with a breath of fresh air, comes out striking hard. She continues the assault on Rotten and quicken she pace, hitting a springboard Got 'Em! Neveah makes the cover,

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The match comes down to the final minutes and Rotten and Neveah are exchanging strikes. Neveah dodges a kick from Rotten before slamming her down with a reverse STO! She quickly transitions into a Koji Clutch. Rotten tries to hold on, but can't, and with only 7 seconds left, Rotten taps out.

Winner: Sativa Neveah
Finishing Move: Nighty Night
Near Falls: Neveah(0) Rotten(0)
Match Length: 3rd Rd. - 8:53 Seconds

Post Match:

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Backstage lots of talent are upset that there is no food services at this event. Jack Callahan and Lani Coté deal with a lot of complaints.

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PRIDE RULES MATCH
CW HOLLYWOOD HERITAGE CHAMPIONSHIP
Equinox -vs- Britney Anders©
| CW PRIDE CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT |

Match Notes:
The match started with Britney slapping Nox straight across the face with a smirk that followed. Nox retaliated and hit her with a punch of his own as they began to exchange multiple shots. This led to a knee to the gut from Britney and an elbow to the back of the neck followed by a quick DDT and a standing moonsault. Normally she would go for a pin here but she wanted to make Nox suffer so she waited for him to get back up. Britney let out an evil smile as she went for a Shining Wizard but Nox moved and Britney hit the mat hard! Nox immediately took advantage of this as he wrapped his arms around her and hit her with a deadlift german suplex with a bridge going for a pin.

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Later in the match both of them had used two of their ropebreaks and have gotten a bit tired. Britney just hit Nox with an enziguri sending him to the mat. She slowly walks over to the turnbuckle where she climbs up it and looks back as she reaches the top and sees a prone Nox. She jumps off and hits a moonsault! She grabs at her gut after hitting the big move. It took her a few seconds but eventually she was able to crawl over to Nox and throw an arm over him.

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Britney couldn’t believe it as she looked up at the ref with her eyes wide and slams the mat as she screams. She looked at Nox who had flipped over onto his stomach and she got a bit mad as her face started to turn red.

Towards the end of the match all rope breaks have been used and Nox had Britney reeling. As he hit her with three straight suplexes. He was able to walk over to the turnbuckle and climb up them as Britney was prone on the mat and motionless. He jumped off and went for The Dark Kingdom but Britney moved out of the way! His back hit the mat hard as she grabbed topes and brought herself up. She waited for Nox to get up and grabbed him hitting him with The Makeover. Britney immediately went for the pin after hitting the Make Over.

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Winner: Britney Anders
Finishing Move:
Near Falls: Equinox(4) Anders(3)
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Post Match:

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We return to ringside and the Republic of California make their way to the ring with a Legal Team, all wearing ties and swinging briefcases on their way to the ring. The Immortal Icon Champion, the Republic Camaraderie Champions, and Brady Vega along with Rex Cassidy and Hute Garbaj, make their way down the aisle and take their time entering the ring. Xavier LaRoux grabs a microphone but before he can speak, he is interrupted by the sound of the Walk of Fame entrance theme, and Ethan Roerich, Jack Callahan, and Lani Coté lead their own, Legal Team and a Security team to ringside and step into the ring.

K. MINX: This is going to be good.

M. COTÉ: This is real.

Xavier Laroux: See..this is the problem, right here. You three..

Laroux brought his hand up, pointing at the members of management.

Xavier Laroux: Y'all are the problem. All of this coulda been avoided if youda just listened to your talent. I mean, sure we're as important to y'all as Brit Anders is..but look what that got you. This is the biggest problem the three of y'all have ever..will ever..have.

Laroux moved away from the group a bit, beginning to pace slightly. Right hand clutching that microphone as his left ran across the hair atop his head.

Xavier Laroux: This is your fault, Mister fuckin Oh I gotta plan for you. What's step one? No match? Not lettin me do what I came here to do? Not lettin me do what I was HIRED to do? How are we suppose to have faith in management when shit like that happens?

He shook his head before looking off to the side, spitting in that same direction. Looking back at them, he shook his head.

Xavier Laroux: I speak for myself when I say: I aint got notta goddamn bit of faith in any of you three.

Brady Vega grabs the microphone from X, lawyers between them and management, Callahan looks like he could slap someone, annoyed as ever, with Lani standing firm amongst the lawyers and Ethan Roerich looking smug as usual, covered in tattoos and his hipster looking suit coat.

BRADY VEGA: Sorry if that seemed rude X, but I can not sit back any longer and watch as these Wall Street Rejects fumble around with the best company in the business and repeatedly toss it into a trash can. You've robbed me of my championship, and you've robbed all of us out of money, and you've done nothing but cater to Samantha Tolson-Anderson and Britney Anders.

Brady stares at Roerich with anger in his eyes and furrowed brows. Ethan Roerich raises the microphone to his lips.

ETHAN ROERICH: Brady, you're an idiot. You weaseled your way into the championship and started running around as if you were somebody special. From that moment you've done nothing but cheat and destroy the meaning of the championship. No body put the rules in Tolson's favor, we found a way to evolve and bring prestige to what you openly have tarnished. Now to all of you, your complaints are null and void. These lawyers--

BRADY VEGA: LET'S NOT FORGET YOU HAD JOSHUA SAMSON TAKEN OUT!

Everybody looks at Brady with confusion. Jack Callahan leans over the wall of lawyers and points in the ROC's direction and mouths, "Shut him up or I'm going to do it for you." Nitoh, being the nice guy that he is, pulls Brady to the side and has a side conversation with him explaining what really happened to Joshua Samson in IPW.

Sativa shakes her head.

SATIVA NEVEAH: Listen, it ain't a secret that I have a list of issues with y'all. From poor booking, shit management practices and ability, treating talent like shit, and on and on. But right now? The biggest issue I have with you is your absolute joke of a fine you have tried to levy against me. YOu all stood by until I threatened legal issues before TRYING to save face and pull the fine. I had no idea it was going to happen. I hadn't been in L.A. for DAYS. I left the morning after the last Walk of Fame and had been at my home in North Carolina with no real contact with any other members of our little group. Yet simply because I am a member of the Republic you felt it was alright to fine me. To try and punish me for something I didn't do.

Sativa lowers the mic with a scoff and shake of her head.

SATIVA NEVEAH: You actively pursued actions that can be classified as WAR CRIMES. I have zero faith in the management of California Wrestling. This whole charade right now just reinforces it. We, the R.O.C., bring in ratings. WE bring in the money that helps keep you afloat. WE draw eyes and attention. Not your little golden child Anders, and all the favoritism and protection you give her. Not the wanna-be She Hulk Samantha Tolson. US! You want to try and fire us, suspend us, when WE are the only reason half the seats are sold every event. Look out at the crowd. Look at how many are wearing our merch, sporting signs for us. You want to remove us because you are so petty and can't handle the fact that in the short time we've been doing our thing we have done more for California Wrestling than everyone else in the company, COMBINED, has. You would want to shoot yourself in the foot just to try and prove that you are some bad ass tough guys, and girls, in suits. Fine by me.

Suspend two of the best champions you have. Remove the only reason people watch the product. Show those investors that everything I've said about you in right. Watch your funding get pulled out from under you. Watch the company flounder and falter because you don't like the people making you money. You want to suspend of fire us? Might as well shut the company down cause you'll just wind up in the trash.

Ethan Roerich smiles.

ETHAN ROERICH: You fail to forget, this is MY company, this is is all mine. Yet you all try to walk around, make demands, tell management when you will and when you will not compete, and thats fine, but the world does not revolve around you. You're lazy. Brady Vega breaks every god damn protocol we have and gets upset when we punish him. Xavier, you show up inebriated, we've caught you with Montana Grace making out behind the production trucks!

The CW fans goes bonkers. First time LaRoux ever got cheers. Haute Garbaj and Brady Vega look shocked and congratulate him with high fives. Sativa applauds LaRoux.

C. MARTINEZ: Ouch, was that supposed to be leaked.

K. MINX: When did this happen?

M. COTÉ: Does this make that rumor official?

S. AIMES: That's not cool. Roerich is low.

K. MINX: WHOA, hey, what did I miss?!

C. MARTINEZ: I'll tell you later Kels.

ETHAN ROERICH: Why you have tried to take over MY show I will never be able to understand. But what I will let you know is, I see you have your lawyers and we have ours. Stop holding up the show, let these gentlemen do their work and we'll see what these leads us too. Now I advise you to get out of my ring. We have a match to showcase for these fans, you need to allow to get their money's worth and we can settle all of this after the event is over.

BRADY VEGA: That's bull shit. Tolson's not even here! She hadn't made it to the venue yet. She's stuck in that Los Angeles--

The lights in the arena go dark, and the opening locomotive-sounding drum solo to RED’s “Release The Panic” begins, working its way to the fevered pace of an onrushing train. As it grows louder and louder, it builds to a scream. As the singer screams, a single spotlight hits the entrance, shining on Samantha Tolson-Anderson, who joins in the scream as she stands with her arms out to her sides, her head leaned up toward the ceiling slightly.

The fans go nuts for Samantha Tolson-Anderson. As the first verse begins, she begins to walk down the aisle slowly, her eyes fixed upon the squared circle

Officials clear the ring and members of the R.O.C. exit. Sativa and STA exchange glares before Tolson makes her way up the ring steps and into the ring. The cage is lowered with Tolson and Vega standing across from each other in the ring.

ELECTRIFIED STEEL CAGE
PRIDE RULES MATCH
Samantha Tolson -vs- Brady Vega
| CW PRIDE CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT |

Match Notes:
The match started out with Brady going at Tolson right away but Tolson grabbed him and threw him over her head with a belly to belly suplex. She immediately looked at him as he grabbed his back and hopped up and looked around realizing once again that he was locked in a cage with nowhere to go. They trade some punches throughout the match one getting the upper hand then the other getting it neither one willing to budge. Later in the match Tolson grabbed Brady by his pants and threw him up against the electrified cage as he gets the shock of his life before falling down realizing that the shock his ROC buddies gave him was nothing compared to the shock of the electrified cage, the camera caught the back of Brady and showed small burn marks.

Later in the match both of them had used two of their three breaks, though Vega has now slowly taken control. He hit a big DDT onto Tolson and went for the cover.

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Brady looks up at the ref and shakes his head, clearly in frustration. Vega gets up and pulls Tolson up with him. He sent multiple punches to the head of Tolson backing her up to the ropes, as he gets her close to the side he pushes her and she hits the cage, the electricity from it burning her back now. She let out a scream as she stumbled back and was hit by a big dropkick. He pops up to a crowd of boos. He slowly waited for Samantha to get up before hitting her with a knee to the face, knocking her back down to the mat.

Later in the match all the breaks have been used and both Brady and Tolson have been shoved into the cage multiple times. The smell of burnt flesh has encompassed the building. Tolson though this time had the upper hand and has Brady from behind hitting him with a German Suplex. She waited for him to get up and hit him with another one but sending him into the cage head first as the shock went through his whole body. He laid down on the mat motionless and Sam went for the cover.

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Sam couldn’t believe it. She started to get frustrated and picked Brady up hitting him with multiple suplexes, as his body became limp. She picks him up and sends him to the corner where she starts her signature Nihon e no odo kicks. This drops Vega in the corner and she pulls him out and goes for the cover once more.

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Samantha slams on the mat multiple times in frustration as she gets angrier and angrier that she can’t keep him down. Sam gets up and picks Brady but she is surprised by an elbow to the midsection and then a step up knee to the face. This stuns Samantha as he hits her with another dropkick sending her hard into the corner. He grabs her and puts her in the tree of woe where he begins his signature Chain Reaction hitting her with three basement dropkicks. As soon as he hits the third he gets up quickly and as she falls a bucket dumps out water all over Tolson, causing her to get soaking wet. She looks up at Brady after the water got dumped on her. He picked her up and threw her at the side of the cage, the electricity running rampant through her body and he did this multiple times. He picked her up a fourth time going for it but the tide got turned as he was sent into it his whole body connecting with it as he sticks to it, electricity running through his body almost knocking him out. As he fell back Tolson grabbed him and hit him with the Victory Drop Alpha followed by a pin.

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Winner: Samantha Tolson-Anderson
Finishing Move: Victory Drop Alpha
Near Falls: Vega(4) Tolson-Anderson(5)
Match Length: 19:23

Post Match:
After the match, Sativa Neveah, and Xavier LaRoux rush to ringside and enter the ring. Nitoh and Rex are taking their time walking from the top of the aisle. Meanwhile in the ring, the Immortal Icon Champion and one half of the Republic Camaraderie Champions attack Samantha Tolson. They have her in a corner and take turns punching and kicking her.

Tolsons attempts to fight back are blocked by Brady Vega joining in on the attack. Meanwhile Rex Cassidy has pad locked the cage and tosses the key over the cage and into the ring. Fans boo as Sativa Neveah and Xavier Laroux hold Tolson up on either side of her and Geki Nitoh flies in and connects with a double knees to the face. With Vega and the ROC coaching Nitoh and encouraging him to do another Rex Cassidy stands outside the ring in the aisle negotiating with lawyers that have come out to ringside. Jack Callahan stands atop the aisle ordering someone to shut off the electrical charge.

Meanwhile back in the ring, Tolson-Anderson move herself to the corner quietly and watches the implosion as Laroux, Vega, and Neveah argue about what to do. Nitoh refuses Vega's orders after Vega tells him his first strike was Weak. Vega gets in Nitoh's face and LaRoux steps between the two and gets in Vega's face, shoving him backward in the process. Vega shoves LaRoux and gets super kicked by Nitoh for his trouble! Sativa shrugs her shoulders and watches from near the cage door while officials attempt to get the cage unlocked.

Samantha Tolson-Anderson rises to her feet and launches herself at Nitoh and LaRoux. Neveah has already made it up the aisle and watches as The Toku Addiction battle with Tolson in the ring.

M. COTÉ: THIS IS CRAZY!!

C. MARTINEZ: HOLY HELL IT'S THE HEAD HUNTERS!!!

The Head Hunters (IPW) lap the guard rail and enter the ring, attacking the Toku Addiction. Security rushes out to the ring and separate everyone. Brady Vega is pulled out of the ring and carried to the back by Rex Cassidy.

FADE TO BLACK.

S4:E7 - 5.18.2019

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