Oh boy our next Pay Per View is only a few short weeks away the road begins TONIGHT!
And as such we got a great show for you tonight!
So sit back, grab a cold one and relax cuz ITS TIME!
The Camera Pans To The Ramp!
Valkyrie: The 14th Anniversary Show was supposed to be a night of redemption for me. It was my chance to start the season on the right foot…
Valkyrie: … But instead they turned it into a complete nightmare.
Valkyrie: Bertha came out dressed as Hel, the Goddess of Death, also known as the Valkyrie-killer. Not many people got the reference,but I did!
Valkyrie: Fun fact: according to Norse Mythology, Hel was the daughter of the giant Angrboða. Fitting, isn’t it?
Valkyrie: But anyway, I digress…
Valkyrie: People thought I wasn't going to last more than 3 minutes against her. Someone even sent me a DM's on Twitter, Instagram and even SnapChat just to tell me that.
Valkyrie: I think I held my own throughout the fight, though. I gave everything I had, but sadly it wasn't enough
Valkyrie: When Bertha hit me with the Powerbomb, I was completely out. I don't remember anything from that moment on.
Valkyrie: I saw the footage and realized she let me out of the pin so she could beat me up even more. She enjoys causing pain and suffering in her opponents, and clearly isn't shy about it.
Valkyrie: And then Heather seized the opportunity to make her statement. That didn't shock me at all: she promised me and everyone else she was going to do just that.
Valkyrie stops for a moment and looks around. She points at a sign with her name on it and the crowd starts chanting for her
Valkyrie: Tonight I'll have a chance to get a little payback.
Valkyrie: They are both sick and twisted individuals… they are not here in OCW to become the best athletes on the roster or role models for people to look up to. I’ll have to be extra careful tonight in the triple threat…
Just as Valkyrie is about to finish her statement, the lights go out and Heather’s theme song starts echoing throughout the arena.
A chilling sensation blankets the arena as her music begins to die down. The audience boos intensifies as Heather’s voice begins to reverberate thru the PA System.
Heather: Valkyrieeeeee….I’m heeeeerrrrrreeee….
Heather sadistic laugh makes Valkyrie cover her ears.
Heather: Why do you worry so much about how your season begins?
Heather: All you should be paying attention to is my waverly voice echoing between those pretty blond strands of hair if yours.
Heather: We’ve spent the entire summer trying to convert you to the higher power!
Heather: But you remain loyal to your convictions and to those peasants that sit in those chairs before you.
Heather: Tonight will be the first time I set foot in the ring with you since Summercide. Kasstianity has evolved me into something bigger and more hellacious than you ever step foot in the ring with.
Heather: Even bigger than so called Goddess of Death, Bertha...
Bertha music hits!
The giant makes her way to the ring, while Valkyrie and Heather lower their mic and look at each other suspiciously, not knowing if one is going to attack the other or if they are going to team up against Bertha
Bertha is now at ringside. She grabs the top rope and lift herself up on the apron
As soon as she is in the ring, Heather shoves Valkyrie into Bertha!
Heather then quickly rolls out of the ring, smiling at the scene: Valkyrie has fallen on her back, while Bertha’s imposing figure is closing on her
Valkyrie then quickly gets up and tries to kick her in the stomach, only to then being grabbed by the hair and tossed across the ring with a German Suplex
She then rolls out of the ring, from the opposite side of the squared circle compared to Heather
The scene ends with the three competitors staring at each other, until the camera fades to the announce team
The camera pans to the announce team.
This is gonna be WILD!
And it's the Main EVENT!
Filmed Backstage…..
The camera focuses on a cell phone resting on the top shelf of a locker. Suddenly the phone begins to vibrate. A hand reaches from out of frame and grabs it quickly.
?????: “When I told you not to contact me, I meant that shit. What the hell do you want?”
The cameras pan up to Telos, who speaks with a disgruntled look on his face.
Telos: “I’m not even sure how you got my number in the first place. I don’t take unsolicited calls, and I’m sick of deleting voicemails."
Telos: "You get 30 seconds of my time, nothing more Now, speak.”
A voice on the other side begins to speak, though it’s words are unintelligible to the audience.
Telos: “No lis----- I don’t have time for that. I got bigger problems on my plate right now, specifically my match tonight. You’re disrupting my foc----”
Telos pauses and a mild look of curiosity crosses his face.
Telos: “You know what? I got somewhere to be. But I’ll consider it. After that loss to Cobra, a spiritual reset may be what I need.”
The voice on the phone begins to speak erratically.
Telos: “ What? Just because I wear this cloak doesn’t mean I’m performing rituals, jackass. Now listen. When I’m ready, you’ll hear from me. Call me again, I’m shattering your C4.”
Telos throws the phone back into his locker, ties his cloak and walks out of the locker room.
The cameras fade to the next segment...
The camera pans to the announce team.
Well don't make him angry!
Too Late!
TELOS vs BRADDOCK
The camera pans to the announce team.
He got him!
Oh yes he did!
The scene begins with best mates and newly formed tag team UNCROWNED walking through the backstage area, with Antonio Everrett dressed smartly save for a distinct lack of socks allowing his toes to be exposed out of the end of a pair of posh slides while Doc is wearing training gear and dragging a suitcase along with him, presumably to case his gear as he is scheduled for action against Coolidge tonight.
The two appear relatively composed walking in silence together, until a sudden thought comes to Doc's head to strike up a conversation.
Doc: You do know, right, that one of these days, someone's going to stomp on your toes really hard and that it's going to hurt like a right bastard?
Doc:
Not to mention it'll be bloody hilarious, but you need to be careful leaving your feet bare like that, because you only get 10 toes and they don't grow back.
Everrett looks appalled by his statement, as if Doc had personally insulted 10 children of his, before composing himself to defend his barefoot persuasion.
Everrett: Bloody hell, Doc, how many times to I have to say this; it's a trade off mate.
Everrett: Getting purely cracked in the face with your bare foot hurts a lot more than whatever prisons you want me to put on my feet. So if-
Doc: -when.
Everrett: IF someone manages to land the lethal toe shot then I would already have already clocked them upside the head multiple times, and that's when you'll be allowed to try to convince me to wrap up my feet, no promises though.
Everrett gesticulates at his feet while his toes lift off the floor and point up to line up with his hands, stopping his movement in the process. Doc moves a few steps ahead.
Doc: I'm just saying... not to mention your feet stink after like 5 minutes in the ring, I'm not going to force you to do anything bro-
Everrett paces frantically to catch up.
Everrett (Mockingly): I'm JuSt SaYiNg. Listen, we've got to keep the simulations just like how real matches are going to go, and that involves letting my toes breathe. I'd say I faired pretty well last week, and came out with absolutely ZERO toe damage.
Doc slows to meet the pace of Everrett and stares blankly at the ground, stopping to remember the events of Riot 513.
Doc (Concerned): Well, you certainly faired better than most. Listen man, we laugh and joke about how we perform in the ring but I feel kind of bad not being there to help Tayy when he got attacked by that masked monster after our match.
Doc:
For all the times he's pinned me off that sunset-flip of his, I always liked how strong and fair a competitor he is and to see someone you have respect for go down in such a violent way just goes to show that no one is safe from a sneak attack, especially those who would much rather punch you in the mouth than the spine, like Tayy, but for us it was such an emotional rollercoaster and we were just grateful to get the win and we got caught up in it all a bit too much, you know?
Doc: And then the behemoth had already gone by the time we knew what was going on, and now Tayy's in the hospital and I just can't shake feeling guilty for letting it happen.
They both stop before a worn down door labelled 'ROOKIE LOCKER ROOM' and Everrett picks up the suitcase for his disheartened mate as an act of kindness.
Everrett: There was nothing you or I could've done there, man, whoever orchestrated that attack must have it out for him pretty badly and the damn coward who attacked him did it with the lights out and from behind.
Everrett:
It all happened too quickly for us to see it, so seriously, brother, don't sweat it. Just focus on tonight and putting it all out there for the fans and reminding them that you're one to look out for. You like to talk about energy, right?
Everrett:
So take that energy from last week and channel it into tonight's match and believe me, you'll be just fine.
Doc: Yeah, you're right man. The show must go on, as they say. Cheers for grabbing my bag, bro. Let's get me warmed up to go to work tonight, then.
Everrett: Damn right, Doc.
The pair fist bump and disappear into the muffled noise coming from the locker room as the camera cuts to the next scene.
