Chaos 015

The HOTv and PWA opening videos end and the HOW logo fades out as we cut live inside the almost sold out Best Arena for the 15th Chaos of this Era.

As the overhead camera pans across the infamous 18,500 seat arena its very clear that some folks that had tickets to the Bears game in the afternoon and Chaos in the evening never made it across town to Chaos.

A loss to a shitty Detroit team will do that.

The feed cuts over to the announce table where High Octane Hall of Famer Joe Hoffman is standing by.

Joe Hoffman: Welcome everyone to Chaos! Tonight we have two championship matches and one interpromotional match featuring fellow High Octane Television member sVo.  That match is set to kick off the action this evening and is one that’s been in the making for awhile now. Xander Azula has been crossing paths with sVo for months and Kyle McRae stepped up to take him on.

The sound of ‘Scotland the Brave’ blasts over the sound system as the energetic Kyle McRae bounces onto the top of the entrance ramp and holds his arms out wide by his side.

Bryan McVay: Representing the Sanctioned Violence Organization…from Aberdeen, Scotland, and weighing in at 185 pounds…he is the Granite Kid…KYLE MCRAEEEEEEEE!

The crowd immediately peppers him with boos while McRae stares around at the crowd with a confused look on his face, before marching down the entrance ramp towards the ring.

Joe Hoffman: I don’t think Kyle McRae expected that reaction in The Best Arena… HOW supports its own though.

McRae does a whole lap of the ring and tries to slap hands with as many fans as he can but they back away from the barrier, he shakes his head before sliding head first into the ring and doing a forward roll and a jump before landing on the second rope of the turnbuckle. McRae looks out into the crowd shaking his head a bit confused.

Joe Hoffman: And here comes one of HOW’s own.

The whistling intro of “Engel” plays over the PA system.

Bryan McVay: ANNND his opponent hailing from Long Beach, California… REPRESENTING HIGH OOOOOOOCTANE WRESTLING…

The crowd explodes

Bryan McVay: XAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDER AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZULA!

Xander Azula and his Eternal Circle disciples step out onto the stage, surveying the crowd with a gleeful grin. The crowd for the first time ever, really cheers for Xander and his crew. Xander directs his disciples to circle around the ring, and they all hop onto the apron with wicked smiles on their faces. They enter the ring and stand stoic staring down Kyle McRae.

Joe Hoffman: This is going to be a great PWA encounter here on the HOTv Network!

Xander orders his followers out of the ring and stands across from McRae snarling.

DING DING

Joe Hoffman: And we’re off.

Xander comes across the ring at McRae like a wild man. McRae dodges under a wicked right hand and flies to the ring ropes. Azula spins around and McRae tries to catch him with a clothesline, Azula ducks under the clothesline and spins around. McRae continues running, springboarding off of the middle rope and diving backwards looking for a slingshot cutter. Azula rolls forward underneath the move as McRae flies through the air and lands on his feet. Azula comes off the ropes and takes a wild swing with a clothesline of his own, but Kyle ducks under and finally stops the counter fest by grabbing the back of Azula’s head and bringing him down to the canvas with a huge neckbreaker.

Joe Hoffman: What a neckbreaker from Kyle McRae! And these fans are letting him have it.

You can hear the fans in The Best Arena booing McRae like he’s wearing a light shade of blue. McRae gets to his feet but Azula isn’t far behind, getting to his feet while holding his neck. McRae fires off a right hand that staggers Azula. Xander pulls back and lets fly with a right hand of his own but McRae kicks Azula on the inside of the elbow to block the right hand and then kicks Xander in the lower thigh. Azula crumples, grabbing his knee, McRae swings a right foot and smashes it across Xander’s face with a roundhouse kick. Azula wobbles for a second before going face first into the canvas. McRae drops down and hooks a leg while Joel Hortega flies in for the pinfall count.

Joel Hortega: UNO!

Joel Hortega: DOS!

Xander shoots a shoulder up.

Joe Hoffman: It’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Xander Azula down. He’s as tough as they come here in High Octane Wrestling.

McRae gets to his feet and throws a boot into Xander’s midsection before reaching down and grabbing Xander by the back of his head. He pulls Xander up to his feet and tries to go for a standing Uranage, Azula manages to push through and irish whip McRae into the ropes. McRae comes back and smashes into a still dazed Azula with a cross body. He hooks the leg again.

Joel Hortega: UNO!

Joel Hortega: DOS!

Xander once again shoots a shoulder up.

McRae nods his head and claps his hands a few times as he gets to his feet. He lines up the downed Azula, and smashes into him with a standing moonsault. This time he hooks both of Azula’s legs as Hortega slides in for another pinfall attempt.

Joel Hortega: UNO!

Joel Hortega: DOS!

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Xander throws his shoulder up again!

Joe Hoffman: Xander Azula is tougher than a two day old three dollar steak.

McRae is shaking his head in disbelief as he gets to his feet. He drags a wobbly Azula up to his feet and sends him effortlessly into the ropes. Azula gets three quarters of the way to the ropes and drops back down onto his stomach and rolls underneath to the apron. McRae starts shouting at Hortega who simply shrugs his shoulders and walks over to Azula. Xander takes his time to catch his breath as Hortega begins to administer the count.

Joe Hoffman: Smart move here by Xander taking a moment to get his bearings, McRae has kept this contest fast and furious so far.

As Hortega gets to a six count Azula gets to his feet and starts waiving towards Hortega to back McRae away from the ropes. Hortega breaks his count and backs McRae up as Xander slinks through the middle rope. McRae is yelling at Hortega but Xander comes up behind Hortega and moves the referee to the side with his body as he takes aim and fires a right hand into McRae’s face. McRae stumbles from the impact from the much larger man and Xander grabs Kyle in a front face lock. Xander tries to lift Kyle up for a vertical suplex, but Kyle manages to slide his foot in between Xander’s and block the lift.

Kyle, with his feet back on the ground and his bearings returning, tries to lift Xander, but Xander is able to kick his legs while in the air and gets himself back down to the ground. Xander feints a lift, and instead of the big vertical suplex, manages to whip Kyle over with a quick snap suplex. Kyle smashes off the mat, and Xander rolls over on top of him. Xander starts raining down ground and pound. Right hands, elbow shots, everything. McRae tries to squirm away and cover up, but Xander is relentless. Xander grabs Kyle under the shoulders with underhooks and slams him off the canvas to finally open up his defenses. Xander fires off two huge elbows that cause Kyle to really scramble.

Joe Hoffman: HUGE ELBOWS LANDED BY AZULA!

Azula grabs McRae by the back of the head and brings him to his feet. McRae wobbles for a second but Azula spins, and crushes him across the jawline with his spinning backfist.

Joe Hoffman: FIST OF ERIS! FIST OF ERIS!

Azula drops to his knees, hooks one leg while staring into the camera.

Joel Hortega: 1!

Joel Hortega: 2!

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Joel Hortega: 3!

DING DING DING

Bryan McVay: Your winner by pinfall… XAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDER AAAAAAAAAAAZULA!

Joel Hortega: Kyle McRae represented sVo fantastically this evening, but Xander Azula just proved to be too much on his home turf at The Best Arena.

“Engel” hits as Azula and his minions stand in the center of the ring. Azula smirks into the camera as the scene fades as we cut elsewhere.

The High Octane Vision screen comes to life and a video begins to play….

Earlier today we see the HOW Hall of Famer, the Queen of Epicness herself, Bobbinette Carey getting out of her pink limo. Her chauffeur hands over her gear bag and we see the full outfit of the QoE, a royal purple business jumpsuit with flare leggings. The top of the jumpsuit has a scoop neck with oval cutouts along the neckline, the sleeves were three quarter length with lace around the bottom of the sleeves. She looks at the Best Arena, taking a second before heading in. As she walks through the doors she sees the familiar face of someone. She smiles, breathing a sigh of relief.

Bobbinette Carey: Conor!

She says jogging to catch up to him. Fuse is standing there, leaning against the wall, eyes drifting into nowhere, as if he doesn’t know WTF he’s doing.

Bobbinette Carey: I wanted to check on you.

It takes the gamer a moment to “see” Carey in front of him.

Conor Fuse: Oh, uh… hello.

The two of them begin to walk through the hallway.

Bobbinette Carey: Tonight with Jatt… I know you guys were friends. So if you want you can just tag me in and I can handle him if you want to take on GREAT SCOTT.

She smiles weakly as she looks over his face. It looks like Conor has his whereabouts with him now and is fully engaged in the conversation.

Conor Fuse: Don’t worry about it. I can handle Jatt, too. We’ll team like normal. Whatever goes on between Jatt and I [chuckle] I’ll figure it out. No biggy.

Bobbinette nods.

Bobbinette Carey: I get it… hey…

She wrinkles her nose as she’s trying to find the right words to say.

Bobbinette Carey: I’ve been trying to give you space to deal with what you’re going through… but I have a guest space at the factory I’ve renovated. You don’t have to go through what you’re dealing with alone.

Conor’s face suggests he’s genuinely thankful for the offer but will have to decline.

Conor Fuse: Actually, I’m staying somewhere in-between shows ATM. I’d rather be secluded, if it’s okay with you. Not that I don’t appreciate the offer, it’s a really nice thing to do.

Bobbie doesn’t push it further.

Bobbinette Carey: No problem. Also, the mom squad even wants to thank you, too. I can’t thank you enough for how supportive you’ve been the past few months. I’m here for you. It’s okay to not be okay after what happened. I’m not okay and I know that being around people who care helps me. So I’m willing to help however I can.

The words heartfelt as sincerity and compassion are visible on her face. Fuse taps her on the shoulder.

Conor Fuse: It’s all good. I’ll meet you outside the entrance before our match, alright? I think my dressing room is right over there.

Conor points to the direction as Bobbie nods.

Bobbinette Carey: Okay… well, we can take everything a week at a time. I’m in your corner, beyond tonight, too.

Fuse winks as the two part ways. With Bobbinette making a right turn down the hall, Fuse takes off in the opposite direction.

Conor Fuse: What a nice gesture from Blaire Moise. Maybe I’ll take her up on the offer eventually…

The video ends and we cut back live inside the arena.

The action cuts to the backstage interview area with Brian Bare standing by.

Brian Bare: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest, HOW World Champion, Christopher America.

The crowd erupts into boos as America walks into camera shot, a wide grin on his face, with the HOW World Championship glistening on his shoulder.

Brian Bare: Last week, Clay Byrd…

Before he can finish, America grabs the microphone, places an open palm across Bare’s face and shoves him out of camera shot.

Christopher America: Last week, Clay-dee Byrd Johnson went out to the ring flanked by his Highwaymen and dared to call me out. Surrounded by flunkies, he wanted to talk about how things had been unfair for him. How he had been wronged in the past. Nothing like having three other guys in the ring with you to call out one person to the ring so you can complain about fairness, am I right?

Well…

Booooo hoooooo!

Poor Clay!

I didn’t realize the “Monster” from Plainview was actually a fucking banshee, wailing and moaning for the world to hear.

America scrunches up his face before doing a banshee impression.

Christopher America: UNNNNFAIIRRRRRR!

America relaxes and smirks.

Christopher America: Fucking pathetic.

It’s wrestling dipshit. Things aren’t fair. Cards are subject to change. And rather than deal with it, you whine on national television hoping to garner sympathy from… who? The fans? They fucking hate you. Your boys? They hate you too. Lee? He despises you. Trust me when I say the ‘woe me’ attitude from the Monster is played out.

You think a screwjob’s coming?

You’re right.

It just hasn’t happened yet.

But it will.

Give it time.

Unlike your first experience with your sister, Eustice, near the cardboard box behind Walmart when you were 14, we don’t want to blow it all right away, do we?

No, instead, you should be thinking how Christopher America has the number of the Highwaymen.

And more importantly, Clay, think about what makes you better? Not better than me, certainly. But what makes you better than Bergman? What makes you better than Solex? What makes you better than Harrison?

I know why you didn’t want to say it last week, you were standing out there with them in the ring. But, please, do let me know.

And be sure to draw that distinction from your friends. Tell me which one didn’t train enough, which one wasn’t tough enough, which one wasn’t smart enough, didn’t want it enough, wasn’t strong enough… which one just wasn’t good enough.

America smirks as the crowd boos so loud, they echo through the back.

Christopher America: In fact, let me ask you this… when Solex lost his eagle, where were you? When Bergman had his balls kicked so hard back into his body that he was given additional Adam’s apples, where were you? And when Harrison was getting bounced out of the arena by EPU agents, where were you?

But no, Clay has one small problem with Frank Dylan James and the whole of the Highwaymen are there to support you.

They… supported… YOU!

And you have the gall to talk about fairness?

One thing I hate is unfairness. As the living embodiment of this great country, I stand for justice and equality. Maybe the person who needs to defend the honor of the Highwaymen is Christopher America. Maybe the person who needs to save the Highwaymen is me… from you.

You see… you’re a user, Clay. You use the Highwaymen for your own personal gain and refuse to return the favor. You could’ve helped your friends but you didn’t. Because secretly, you wanted me to win. So that they’d lose. So that you’d be the one standing here.. and now… with the World Championship opportunity.

And the best part is?

We all know it.

I know it. Your boys know it. The fans know it. But more importantly, deep down, you know it, too.

Don’t get me wrong though, I love watching the Highwaymen soap opera and I’ll continue to enjoy watching as you and the boys refute everything I’ve said openly only to truly, silently, privately, harbor the resentment deep in the cockles of your hearts.

The Highwaymen are broken.

My only regret is that I’m not the one who did it.

You are.

So tell me, Clay. Now who’s being unfair?

A wicked grin spreads across America’s face as the action cuts to our first commercial break of the evening.

We come back from commercial break to the ringside area of The Best Arena. The crowd is hot and ready to see more action here tonight on Chaos 015. The cameras pan around the audience before coming to a stop at the announcers table where Joe Hoffman is ready to call the action.

Joe Hoffman: Welcome back live here from Chicago in The Best Arena. Next up we have tag team action for you. We see team BFF in action together as they take on two of the men responsible for taking out Joe Bergman last week. It should be a good one so let’s send it to Bryan McVay in the ring for the introductions.

The camera shifts to the center of the ring where Bryan McVay is standing beside referee Matt Boettcher. McVay raises the microphone up to his lips and begins to speak.

Bryan McVay: The following is a tag team match and it’s scheduled for one fall!

The crowd cheers wildly for the next match on the show as McVay waits for them to quiet down to speak again.

Bryan McVay: Introducing first…

Arena lights go black as the sound of “ENEMY (ARCANE)” by Anna begins to blast from the speakers.

“Tell you you’re the greatest

but once you turn they hate us!”

A magenta spotlights the entrance as the Queen of Epicness herself is already standing there waiting for the light. Bobbinette Carey makes her way down the ramp. Wearing a Miss America style crown. She stands at the top of the ramp with her pink and black leopard gear.

“Oh the misery everybody wants to be my enemy!”

Bryan McVay: From Parma Heights, Ohio, weighing in tonight at 235lbs. She is a HOW Hall of Famer. Here is The Queen of Epicness BOBBINETTE! CAREY!

The HOV plays a black and white video package. (We see the clip of her smashing a photo over Mario Maurako; another clip of her hitting Mario with the defib pads, then the most striking image of Bobbinette standing over Scottywood and slapping him.)

Joe Hoffman: Bobbinette Carey is coming off of a brutal match at Rumble at the Rock against the LSD Champion Jace Parker Davidson. Carey stabbed the man three different times but fell just short of winning the LSD Championship belt. Even still she tried to end the Champion’s life for all of the things he’d done to her over the weeks leading up to the event. Tonight she tries to get back in the win column against a couple of Jace’s associates.

She steps up the ring steps and wipes her feet on the apron before getting in the center of the ring.

“Spare the sympathy, everybody wants to be my enemy, but I’m ready”

She stands in the center as magenta pink and mauve pyrotechnics explode from the turnbuckle as she does a ballerina style exaggerated curtsy.

Bryan McVay: And her partner…

“BLOODY TEARS” from Castlevania II begins. A purple mist floods the entrance way as “The Vintage” Conor Fuse emerges from behind the apron 23-seconds into the theme. He stands at the top of the rampway, head down, sporting a dark purple jacket with its high-collar raised. The jacket is open, showing his vintage SNES tights as he slowly raises his head. The fog continues to pump from the stage as Fuse methodically makes his way down the ramp.

Bryan McVay: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in tonight at 210lbs. He is The Vintage CONOR! FUSE!

The crowd starts a “!RANK” chant, pointing in Conor’s direction as he marches towards ringside. Once in front of the squared circle, The Vintage leaps onto the apron and then with ease clears the ropes by jumping over them and somersaulting into the middle of the ring.

Fuse tilts his head back and zen cries into the rafters while the fans in attendance continue to cheer him on.

Joe Hoffman: Conor Fuse did what many people didn’t think was possible and he toppled the mountain of muscle known at STRONK Godson. Rumors are spreading on whether Godson is dead or alive and if he’s alive then where is he? Regardless, it seems Conor is having a hard time dealing with the fact that he went to such a level to win that Infirmary match at Rumble at the Rock. How will he fair tonight when he teams with the only person he can trust in Bobbinette Carey?

Conor removes his trench coat, revealing his trademarked light purple arm sleeve on his left arm. Fuse goes to the corner with his partner Carey as they begin to discuss strategy for the match.

Bryan McVay: And their opponents…

The lights go out and one by one yellow spotlights illuminate the ramp from the ring to the curtain.  “EVERYBODY WANTS YOU” by Billy Squier blares across the arena and emerging from the curtain is Jatt Starr.  He walks down the ramp winking and pointing at the fans, especially of the attractive female variety, that cheer for him.

Bryan McVay: Introducing first from Havre, Montana, weighing in tonight at 220lbs. He is a HOW Hall of Famer here is JATT! STARR!

The ring becomes illuminated in a teal light.  The HOW Classic walks up the ring steps and middle ropes and enters the ring. Jatt Starr stands in the middle of the ring, all of the other lights go out save for one yellow spotlight in the middle of the ring where he stands, soaking in the cheers of his fans.

Joe Hoffman: Jatt Starr is once again aligned himself with Lee Best and now The Board. The partnership and friendship between him and Conor Fuse seems to have ended on less than friendly terms. Jatt Starr is responsible for taking out Joe Bergman and tonight he teams with the HOTv Champion to face fellow Hall of Famer Bobbinette Carey and the man who looks up to him as a mentor in Conor Fuse.

The spotlight fades, the house lights come up and Starr heads towards the corner and leans nonchalantly on the turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.

Bryan McVay: And his partner…

THE SOUND OF “I’M THE GREATEST” BY RINGO STARR BLASTS THROUGHOUT THE ARENA.

Bryan McVay: From The Greater Metro Area of Great Falls, Montana. Weighing in tonight at 276lbs. He is the HOTv Champion GREAT! SCOTT!

GREAT SCOTT COMES DOWN TO THE RING WITH HIS CHAMPIONSHIP BELT AND A BEAR WHO IS GREAT NAMED GREAT BEAR AND THEY ARE LISTENING TO THE WHOLE CROWD CHEER. AND THEN THEY GET INTO THE RING AND THE BEAR DOES A COOL DANCE AND GREAT SCOTT IS VERY OVER.

Joe Hoffman: Last week GREAT SCOTT successfully defended the HOTv Championship belt against a very game Scott Stevens. Now that GREAT SCOTT is officially a part of The Board it seems he’s had a shift in attitude having a big time confrontation with HOW CEO Michael Lee Best. We’ll see how that translates here tonight when he teams with Jatt Starr against two former HOW World Champions.

Bryan McVay exits the ring as Matt Boettcher checks with both teams. It seems like Bobbinette Carey has convinced Conor Fuse to let her start the match for her team. Jatt Starr insists that he start the match for his team. GREAT SCOTT doesn’t like it but ultimately allows it to happen as he seems uninterested in Bobbinette Carey. Once everyone is set Boettcher calls for the bell to signal the start of this match.

DING DING

Carey and Starr walk to the center of the ring and begin jawing back and forth with each other. Carey’s hands are still bandaged from her match against Jace at RATR but it’s clear the bad blood between her and Starr remains. The two Hall of Famers continue to argue over what happened when HOW was in Cleveland until Starr rears back and slaps Carey across the face. The crowd gasps as Starr continues to mouth off. Carey fires back with a kick to the midsection that doubles Starr over. Carey grabs a hold of Starr and whips him off into the ropes. Starr bounces off the ropes as Carey swings for the fences.

Joe Hoffman: ROYAL PAIN!

Carey goes for the lariat but Starr ducks under it. Starr races towards the other side of the ropes as Bobbinette turns around Starr bounces off the ropes again but Carey charges forward and hits Starr with a spear that nearly cuts him in half. The crowd cheers as Starr rolls himself over to a neutral corner. Carey gets up to her feet as Starr uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet. Carey charges then leaps into the air and hits Starr with a big splash in the corner that crushes him against the turnbuckle. Carey backs away from the corner as Starr staggers away and falls to the canvas.

Joe Hoffman: Bobbinette Carey isn’t wasting any time tonight and is taking the fight right to Jatt Starr in this match. We’re only minutes into this one and Jatt already needs to make the tag into GREAT SCOTT.

Carey stalks around Starr as he pulls himself back up to a vertical base. Carey wraps her arms around him then hits him with a belly to belly suplex down to the canvas. Carey gets back up to her feet then grabs a hold of Starr and pulls him off of the canvas. Carey hooks Starr up and hits him with a side Russian leg sweep that bounces the back of his head off of the canvas. Carey gets back to her feet as Starr rolls around the mat holding the back of his head. Carey gets the crowd whipped up into a frenzy as Starr struggles his way back up to his feet. Carey gives Starr a boot to the midsection that doubles him over in pain. Carey grabs a hold of Starr by the head and shoves it between her legs. Carey grabs a hold of Starr by the waist then lifts him up into the air. Carey plants Starr down to the canvas with a thunderous powerbomb. Carey hooks the leg and makes the cover on Starr as Boettcher slides in for the count.

Matt Boettcher: ONE

Matt Boettcher: TWO

KICKOUT BY STARR.

Joe Hoffman: It’s been all Bobbinette Carey in this match so far against Jatt Starr. That powerbomb nearly shook the ring itself but only got a two count before Jattt Starr powered out of the pin attempt. I find it curious that GREAT SCOTT didn’t come into the ring and break up the count on that one.

Carey gets up to her feet and decides to keep the pressure on Starr to begin to try and crawl towards his corner. Carey grabs a hold of Starr by the leg then drops to the canvas and applies an achilles lock. Starr begins to howl in pain from the hold as Carey cranks back on it. GREAT SCOTT has seen enough and drops off of the ring apron. The HOTv Champion reaches into the ring and grabs a hold of Jatt by the arms and pulls him out of the ring. Carey releases the achilles lock not wanting to get herself in a two on one situation on the outside of the ring. Jatt hobbles around on one leg on the outside and places his hands onto the steel barricade to balance himself.

Joe Hoffman: Bobbinette Carey was going to the submission win there but luckily for Jatt it was GREAT SCOTT that came to the rescue by pulling him out of the ring. The two newest members of The Board was regrouping on the outside and trying to come up with a way to slow down Bobbinette Carey.

Inside of the ring Bobbinette goes over to her corner and tags in Conor Fuse. GREAT SCOTT and Jatt Starr both have their backs turned as Conor enters the ring. Boettcher continues to count but Conor gets a running start. Starr and GREAT SCOTT turn around as Fuse leaps into the air and hits both men with a very reckless suicide dive. The crowd pops as Starr and the HOTv Champion crash into the steel barricade and fall to the arena floor. Fuse gets back up to his feet then grabs a hold of Starr and rolls him back into the ring. Fuse stops and gives a thumbs up to GREAT BEAR before sliding back into the ring. Conor gets up to his feet then grabs a hold of Starr by the hair and begins to pull him off of the mat. Starr gives Conor a thumb to the eye that causes him to stagger. Starr gets to his feet then goes to kick Fuse in the midsection but Conor catches his boot. Starr hops on one leg but then hits Fuse with an enziguri kick to the back of the head that takes him down to the canvas.

Joe Hoffman: These two know each other so well but Jatt buys himself some precious time to recover. Conor is the fresh man but I think Jatt needs to get over to his corner and make the tag into GREAT SCOTT who has made his way back up to the ring apron.

Jatt pulls himself up to his feet then looks over towards his corner. Starr then looks over at Conor who is pulling himself back up to his feet. Starr grabs a hold of Fuse from behind and then locks him into a sleeper hold. Starr drops to the canvas hitting Fuse with a sleeper hold drop. Starr pulls himself back up to his feet then grabs a hold of Fuse and pulls him up to a vertical base. Starr unleashed a couple of knife edged chops to the chest then whips Fuse into the corner but Fuse reverses the whip. Fuse sends Starr towards the corner and then follows him in. Instead of hitting the turnbuckle Starr leaps to the middle rope. Jatt leaps off and hits Fuse with a springboard dropkick that takes him down to the canvas. Starr gets back up to his feet and stalks around Fuse as he pulls himself up off of the canvas. Fuse turns around but Starr gives him a boot to the midsection then plants him down to the canvas head first with a DDT. Starr gets back up to his feet then points to the top turnbuckle.

Joe Hoffman: Jatt Starr is taking it to the former two-time HOW World Champion here but now he’s thinking about going to the high rent district? Is his own hatred for Conor Fuse clouding his better judgment here?

Starr steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckle. Bobbinette Carey stomps her foot repeatedly on the ring apron trying to get the crowd to rally behind Conor. Starr balances himself on the top rope then leaps off and connects with an elbow drop straight to the heart of Fuse from the top rope. Starr hooks the leg and makes the cover on Fuse as Boettcher slides in for the count.

Matt Boettcher: ONE

Matt Boettcher: TWO

Matt Boettcher: THR–

NO! BOBBINETTE CAREY STEPS IN AND MAKES THE SAVE FOR HER TEAM!!!

Joe Hoffman: Jatt Starr with a big time elbow drop from the top rope onto Conor Fuse and that might have won this match if not for Bobbinette Carey breaking it up. Jatt is trying to be a one man army here in this match but he can’t beat both Fuse and Carey by himself.

Boettcher gets up to his feet and orders Bobbinette Carey back to her corner. Carey doesn’t argue and exits the ring as Starr gets back up to his feet. Starr grabs a hold of Fuse and pulls him back up to his feet. Starr hooks up Fuse and goes to finish him off with the Falling Starr but Fuse counters by pushing Starr away. Jatt turns around but walks right into a superkick from Fuse that causes him to stagger backwards. Starr falls backwards into his own corner and narrows his eyes at Fuse. Starr reaches up and tags in GREAT SCOTT for the first time in this match. The HOTv Champion slowly steps through the ropes and enters the ring.

Joe Hoffman: Jatt Starr has finally tagged in the HOTv Champion and things should get interesting now. Conor Fuse took down STRONK Godson at Rumble at the Rock and now he’s standing in the middle of the ring with another muscle bound monster in the HOTv Champion GREAT SCOTT. Which Conor Fuse are we going to get here?

Fuse takes a moment to shake the cobwebs loose then looks over at the totally shredded GREAT SCOTT. Fuse shrugs his shoulders then decides to take the fight to the HOTv Champion. Fuse unleashes a combo of punches and kicks to GREAT SCOTT that begins to back him up towards the ropes. GREAT SCOTT steps forward and plants a knee to the midsection of Fuse that halts his momentum. GREAT SCOTT grabs a hold of Fuse and whips him into the ropes. Fuse bounces off the ropes and GREAT SCOTT swings a mighty clothesline but Fuse ducks under it. Fuse bounces off the other side of the ropes as GREAT SCOTT turns around. Fuse leaps into the air and hits GREAT SCOTT with a spinning heel kick to the face that takes him down to the canvas.

Joe Hoffman: Conor Fuse uses his speed and high flying to knock GREAT SCOTT off of his feet. Can Conor Fuse keep this up and make it hard for GREAT SCOTT to get his hands on him in this match?

Fuse gets back up to his feet then grabs a hold of GREAT SCOTT and pulls him back up to a vertical base. Fuse hooks GREAT SCOTT and goes for a snap suplex but can’t get the bigger man up into the air. Carey enters the ring illegally and gets on the other side of GREAT SCOTT. Together both Fuse and Carey lift GREAT SCOTT into the air and hit him with a snap suplex down to the canvas. Carey gets up her feet but once again Boettcher orders her to go back to her corner. Carey exits the ring as Fuse gets back up to his feet. Conor turns and races towards the ropes. Fuse bounces off the ropes then tumbles forward and hits GREAT SCOTT with a rolling thunder splash. Fuse gets back up to his feet then races towards the ropes once again. Fuse leaps to the middle rope then springboards off and connects with a lionsault down across the chest of GREAT SCOTT. Fuse hooks the leg and makes the cover on GREAT SCOTT as Boettcher slides in for the count.

Matt Boettcher: ONE

Matt Boettcher: TWO

Matt Boettcher: THREE!

NO!!!! GREAT SCOTT GETS HIS SHOULDER OFF OF THE CANVAS AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT!!!

Joe Hoffman: Conor Fuse with a flurry of high flying moves ending with a lionsault and it almost won this match but GREAT SCOTT managed to get his shoulder off of the canvas. I think Jatt Starr is letting out a big sigh of relief in his corner over how close that was to being over. Fuse needs to keep GREAT SCOTT as long as he possibly can here if team BFF is going to walk out victorious.

Fuse gets back up to his feet then allows GREAT SCOTT to pull himself back up to his feet. GREAT SCOTT turns around Fuse uncorks another superkick that hits the HOTv Champion flush on the chin. GREAT SCOTT staggers back towards the ropes as Fuse grabs a hold of him. Fuse whips GREAT SCOTT into the ropes but GREAT SCOTT counters and sends Fuse into the ropes. Fuse bounces off the ropes then leaps into the air.

Joe Hoffman: DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE FACE! THIS ONE IS OVER!!!

Fuse plants GREAT SCOTT down to the canvas with the mighty leaping stomp to the face. Before Fuse can hook the leg and make the cover on GREAT SCOTT it’s Jatt Starr that enters the ring illegally. Starr catches Matt Boettchers attention so that he doesn’t see that Fuse has hooked the leg and made the cover on GREAT SCOTT. Starr continues to argue with Boettcher as the crowd starts to count, signifying that this match would be over if Boettcher saw the pin attempt.

Joe Hoffman: Jatt Starr and GREAT SCOTT haven’t worked anywhere close to as well as Carey and Fuse have as a team. However, Starr distracting Boettcher right now is the only thing that is keeping his team alive in this match right now. Turn around Boettcher and do your job!

Boettcher gets annoyed with Jatt Starr and barks at the Hall of Famer to get back to his corner. Starr begins to back up as a frustrated Conor gets to his feet after the failed pin attempt. Fuse races towards the corner and hits Starr with a flying forearm shot to the face that knocks him through the ropes and down to the arena floor. Fuse argues with Boettcher for a bit then turns his attention back to GREAT SCOTT. Fuse waits as the HOTv Champion slowly staggers his way back up to his feet. GREAT SCOTT turns around as Fuse gets a running start. Fuse leaps into the air and hits GREAT SCOTT with a shotgun dropkick to the chest. GREAT SCOTT hits spine first against the turnbuckle hard then falls back down to the canvas. Fuse gets back up to his feet then looks down at his opponent. Fuse looks out at the crowd before leaning down and slaps GREAT SCOTT across the chest.

Conor Fuse: WEAPON GET!!!

The crowd erupts in cheers for something that Conor hasn’t done very often lately. An !RANK chant breaks out here in The Best Arena as Fuse points towards the top turnbuckle. Fuse steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckle.

Joe Hoffman: Conor Fuse just did the WEAPON GET on the HOTv Champion. It looks like he’s going to try and finish him with his own version of the SCOTTACANRANA but with Jatt Starr down on the outside is this a smart move? Fuse is headed to the top rope but why not hit him with his bread and butter Super Splash?!

GREAT SCOTT begins to pull himself back up to his feet as Fuse perches himself on the top rope. GREAT SCOTT turns around as Fuse leaps off of the top. Fuse goes to hit the HOTv Champion with a SCOTTACANRANA but GREAT SCOTT is way too big and way too strong to be finished with his own move. GREAT SCOTT catches Fuse who tries to snap him over but GREAT SCOTT stands rooted on the canvas. Fuse realizes he’s in trouble and begins firing right hands to the head but it’s futile. GREAT SCOTT walks to the center of the ring and plants Fuse with THE GREAT SCOTT BOMB down to the canvas. The air in the arena gets sucked out from the fans as Fuse lays prone on the mat. GREAT SCOTT looks out at the crowd and then signals that he’s going to finish Fuse with the real deal.

Joe Hoffman: That was a fatal mistake by Conor Fuse and now it looks like GREAT SCOTT is going to show him just how a SCOTTACANRANA is done. If GREAT SCOTT can hit this then that’ll be it for team BFF here tonight.

GREAT SCOTT grabs a hold of Fuse and pulls him back to his feet. GREAT SCOTT hits Fuse with some stiff right hands then whips him into the ropes. Instead of bouncing off the ropes, Conor hooks his arms around the top rope to stop his momentum. Annoyed, GREAT SCOTT charges towards his opponent. What he doesn’t see is that Carey reaches out and touches Fuse on the back.

Joe Hoffman: TAG! CAREY IS LEGAL!

GREAT SCOTT goes to clothesline Fuse over the top rope but Fuse drops down pulling the top rope down with him. GREAT SCOTT stumbles over the top rope and crashes down to the arena floor. GREAT SCOTT begins to pull himself back to his feet on the outside as Carey waits on the ring apron. GREAT SCOTT turns around as Bobbinette races across the ring apron then hits GREAT SCOTT with a flying crossbody block that sends him crashing back down to the arena floor.

Joe Hoffman: THIS CROWD IS GOING WILD AS TEAM BFF HAS FOUND NEW LIFE AND NOW CAREY HAS TO GET THE HOTV CHAMPION BACK INTO THE RING!

Carey gets back up to her feet and the crowd showers her with cheers. Bobbinette grabs a hold of GREAT SCOTT then pulls him off of the arena floor and rolls him back into the ring. Carey slides back into the ring then gets back up to her feet. She stalks around GREAT SCOTT as he pulls himself back up to his feet. Carey gives GREAT SCOTT a boot to the midsection then whips him into the ropes but GREAT SCOTT reverses the whip. Carey bounces off the ropes but GREAT SCOTT catches her and plants her with a spinebuster down to the canvas. GREAT SCOTT gets back up to his feet then begins to stomp the bandaged hands of Bobbinette Carey that causes her to howl in pain.

Joe Hoffman: GREAT SCOTT is rubbing salt into the wound here by stomping down on the bandaged hands of Bobbinette Carey. Her hands were severely burnt in her match with Jace at RATR and GREAT SCOTT knows that. The crowd doesn’t like it one bit and neither do I!

The crowd shouts its disapproval as GREAT SCOTT continues to stomp away at Carey’s hands. GREAT SCOTT backs away and allows Carey to stagger her way back up to her feet. GREAT SCOTT wraps his massive arms around Carey then hits her with an overhead release belly to belly suplex down to the canvas. GREAT SCOTT gets back up to his feet confidently as Carey tries to fight her way off of the canvas. GREAT SCOTT rears his head back then snaps it towards Bobbinette Carey as she’s gotten back up to one knee.

Joe Hoffman: GREAT SCOTT just set his ANGRY GLARE onto Bobbinette Carey. That means the end is near!

Carey stares back at the HOTv Champion unaffected by his GLARE before flipping him the bird. The crowd erupts with cheers at Bobbinette Carey’s sheer defiance of GREAT SCOTT and his GLARE. This angers the HOTv Champion who steps forward and begins to shout at the Queen of Epicness.

GREAT SCOTT: I AM GREAT SCOTT AND I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!

Carey’s eyes widen as she pulls herself back up to her feet. Bobbinette Carey charges wildly towards GREAT SCOTT and takes him down to the canvas with a Lou Thesz press. Carey mounts herself on top of the HOTv Champion and begins to rain down massive right and left hands to the face. The crowd explodes as Boettcher comes over and starts a five count for Carey to let GREAT SCOTT room to breathe.

Matt Boettcher: ONE

Matt Boettcher: TWO

Matt Boettcher: THREE

Matt Boettcher: FOUR

Matt Boettcher: FIVE!

Boettcher reaches a count of five but Carey pays zero attention to the referee as she’s now switched from punches to forearm shots to the face of GREAT SCOTT. Boettcher threatens disqualification but Carey is out for blood.

Joe Hoffman: GREAT SCOTT used the word kill to a woman who has had her life put in jeopardy thanks to the LSD Champion. That triggered something inside of the Queen of Epicness and she’s like a woman possessed here. This is no longer a wrestling match. Bobbinette Carey is trying to destroy GREAT SCOTT!

Fuse enters the ring and grabs a hold of Carey and pulls her off of GREAT SCOTT before Boettcher can disqualify their team. Fuse tries to calm down Carey as GREAT SCOTT begins to crawl towards his corner. Carey rips herself away from Fuse as GREAT SCOTT staggers back up to his feet. Carey charges and rocks GREAT SCOTT with a big time clothesline in the corner. Carey goes back to hammering GREAT SCOTT with heavy forearm shots to the face but Jatt Starr reaches into the ring and slaps GREAT SCOTT on the shoulder.

Joe Hoffman: TAG! JATT STARR IS THE LEGAL MAN BUT DOES HE REALLY WANT TO GET INTO THE RING WITH BOBBINETTE CAREY RIGHT NOW?!

Jatt Starr enters the ring then grabs a hold of Carey and pulls her away from GREAT SCOTT. Starr spins Carey around then rears back and kicks her right in the vagina.

Joe Hoffman: LOW BLOW BY JATT STARR TO BOBBINETTE CAREY BUT I DON’T THINK IT WORKED!

Jatt’s eyes widen as Carey stands there unaffected by the kick to her lady bits. Starr holds up his hands and begins to beg off Carey who is having none of it. Carey begins to beat down Starr with forearm shots to the head until he slowly but surely crumbles to the canvas after each shot. Carey grabs a hold of Starr by the hair and pulls him back up to his feet. Carey hits Starr with yet another forearm shot that buckles his knees then whips him into the corner. Starr hits the turnbuckle hard and falls to the canvas. Carey gets a running start towards the corner then hits Starr at full speed with a hip attack.

Joe Hoffman: THAT IS A LOT OF WOMAN AND THAT WAS A WHOLE LOT OF IMPACT THERE. JATT STARR IS IN TROUBLE!

Carey backs away from the corner as Starr uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet. Carey turns around and races towards the ropes. Carey bounces off the ropes as Starr gets up to his feet then runs right through him.

Joe Hoffman: ROYAL PAIN!

The lariat turns Starr inside out as he falls to the canvas. Carey turns and heads towards the ropes again as Starr lies prone on the mat. Carey bounces off the ropes then leaps into the air…

Joe Hoffman: EPIC ENDING CONNECTS! THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!

Only it’s not over because instead of hooking the leg and making the cover the HOW Hall of Famer mounts herself on top of Jatt Starr and begins to rain down even more forearm shots to the face.

Joe Hoffman: Bobbinette Carey has this match won for her team. She’s got Jatt Starr down and out all she has to do is pin him! But instead of doing that she’s taking this way too far and it’s getting uncomfortable to watch. I understand having the word kill thrown at you and then getting kicked between the legs but this is unnecessary!

Jatt Starr is limp and unable to defend himself as Carey pulls herself back up to her feet. Carey grabs a hold of Starr by the hair and pulls him back up to his feet. Carey tosses Starr into the ropes but instead of bouncing off Starr just falls along the top rope. Jatt has been beaten so badly that he can’t even pick up momentum and the top rope is the only thing that is keeping him up on his feet. Angered, Carey marches towards Starr and grabs a hold of him by the waist. Carey lifts Starr into the air and hits him with a German suplex down to the canvas. Carey gets back up to her feet then gets absolutely run over by GREAT SCOTT with a huge clothesline.

Joe Hoffman: CAREY HIT JATT WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX BUT DIDN’T SEE GREAT SCOTT REACH OUT AND SLAP JATT STARR ON THE MIDSECTION. THE HOTV CHAMPION IS THE LEGAL MAN AND HE’S NOT HAPPY WITH HOW CAREY ATTACKED HIM EARLIER!

Carey gets back up to her feet quickly still fueled by blind rage then charges towards GREAT SCOTT. The HOTv Champion plants a boot to the midsection that doubles Carey over in pain. GREAT SCOTT grabs a hold of Carey by the waist then hits her with a gutwrench suplex down to the canvas. GREAT SCOTT gets back up to his feet but Carey refuses to stay down. GREAT SCOTT hits Carey with a forearm shot of his own then whips her into the ropes but Carey reverses the whip and sends GREAT SCOTT into the ropes. GREAT SCOTT bounces off the ropes…

Joe Hoffman: THE SCOTTACANRANA! HE HIT IT!

GREAT SCOTT leaps into the air and snaps Carey down the canvas with THE SCOTTACANRANA. GREAT SCOTT hooks the leg and makes the cover on Carey as Boettcher slides in for the count.

Matt Boettcher: ONE!

Conor Fuse steps into the ring and charges knowing he has to break up the pin attempt after GREAT SCOTT hit his finisher on Carey.

Matt Boettcher: TWO!

Fuse gets close but Starr gets back up to his feet and rushes forwards towards Conor.

Joe Hoffman: STARRLITE EXPRESS!

Jatt throws everything he has left into the spear that takes Fuse down to the mat hard as the crowd gasps.

Matt Boettcher: THREE!!!

Bryan McVay: Here are your winners… the team of JATTTTT STARRRRR & THE HOTv CHAMPION GREATTTTT SCOTTTT!!!!

GREAT SCOTT and Jatt Starr roll out of the ring not waiting for Boettcher to raise their arms into the air in victory. The crowd here in Chicago is split in their reactions as GREAT SCOTT grabs a hold of his title. The two men stagger back up the ramp along with GREAT BEAR proud of their win.

Joe Hoffman: What a match! Like it or not Jatt Starr and GREAT SCOTT escape here tonight with the win. Bobbinette Carey had this match won, it was academic there but she didn’t make the cover. I guess both Fuse and Carey are dealing with demons over things that happened to them at Rumble at the Rock. Hopefully these two can get the help they need and bounce back stronger than ever.

Conor crawls over and checks on Carey who is frustrated over the loss as we shift from the ringside to the backstage area.

After the tag team match is done we head to the backstage area of The Best Arena. The LSD Champion Jace Parker Davidson can be seen standing by a monitor watching the show unfold. He’s accompanied by his new manager Abdullah Choi and his new bodyguard known as “STRONKETTE.” HOW’s least hard working interviewer Brian Bare approaches the trio with his microphone in hand. Brian fusses with his hair for a moment before raising his microphone into the air.

Brian Bare: I am here backstage with an exclusive, that’s right, two in a row. I work here too! Fucking Blaire…

Brian grumbles under his breath before composing himself.

Brian Bare: Please welcome the current HOW LSD Cham–

Bare is interrupted by Choi who turns around and holds his hand over the microphone.

Abdullah Choi: Whoa, whoa, whoa is that how you treat one of the pillars of High Octane Wrestling? This man is a Hall of Famer, a FOREVER ICON Champion. Do you know how long forever is?

Brian begins to stammer but doesn’t make an actual sentence.

Abdullah Choi: It’s a fucking long time, let me tell ya. Pull yourself together, man. This is the LSD Champion. You can’t just walk up to him and conduct an interview without so much as asking.

Brian Bare: I’m sorry, I’m just very… twitchy and I’ve barely gotten any work here lately and I just… Do you have the stuff?

Choi’s eyes widen a bit and he looks around before smirking.

Abdullah Choi: As long as you got the dough then old Abby has got what you need.

Davidson: If we’re going to do this then let’s get this shit over with. Sell the idiot drugs on your own time Shelley.

Abdullah Choi: You promised not to call me that on camera!

Choi has a mini hissy fit which only causes Jace to shrug. Choi removes his hand from the microphone then takes his place behind Jace along with STRONKETTE. Bare clears his throat and raises the microphone.

Brian Bare: Later on tonight you–

Jace cuts off Bare.

Davidson: Fucking Christ, you’re just as bad as Moist.

Brian Bare: I think you mean Moise.

Jace narrows his eyes at Bare who lowers his head.

Davidson: Like I was saying, it’s another wonderful night here in Chicago and another glorious day here on High Octane Wrestling. The Board has suffered some losses, a few miscues, but like the machine itself we keep on rolling. We restocked the shelves so to speak and just look at us now. Christopher America is still YOUR HOW World Champion. I am still your LSD Champion and the FOREVER ICON Champion. We added GREAT SCOTT who is the HOTv Champion and we have the return of JATT STARR. Not to be confused with that cheap imitation known as Simon Sparrow.

Jace places his hand on Bare’s shoulder and points to the monitor.

Davidson: And as you just saw GREAT SCOTT and Jatt Starr were victorious over Bobbinette Care and Conor Fuse. I guess it just goes to show that Conor Fuse keeps fumbling friendship after friendship here in HOW. But he’s Canadian, can’t expect him to be good at football or anything really.

Choi begins laughing loudly as Bare raises his head.

Brian Bare: Do you have thoughts heading into your LSD Championship title defense against Demi-God of HOW Scott Stevens?

Abdullah Choi: What did I just tell you about–

Jace gives Choi a look that causes him to step back and shut up.

Davidson: I think that the Demi-Dumbass Scott Stevens is going to need a freaking miracle to happen if he plans on walking out of here with my LSD Championship belt. Some people out there might say that I have too many irons in the fire but I am an unstoppable force. I can get knocked down but I get back up. I can get taken out but I heal back up just fine. I looked Death right in his beady little eyes and that son of a bitch turned tail and ran away. You think I’m worried about Scott Stevens and his merry band of fucking trained students posing as EPU members? Please, I have a better chance of a piano falling on my head instead of Scott Stevens doing something right.

Brian Bare: Aren’t you at least concerned that Scott Stevens might attack your neck and try to end your career once again?

Davidson: Do you think I would have returned to the ring at all if I was worried about that? Everyone knows my weak spot and yet not a single person has managed to put me on the shelf for good yet. I’ve been back for almost two years now and I’m just as good, nay, better than I was before. Let Stevens do his worst, at the end of the day Stevens gonna Stevens and I’ll still be one of the best to ever do this. While Scott Stevens will still be on his knees sucking away at the BEST dick hoping for that pat on the head from Daddy to let him know he’s done a good job.

Brian Bare: Stevens has stated that you’re scared of him which is why you have Abdullah Choi and this very large woman in your corner.

Davidson: This very muscular goddess is known as STRONKETTE and her purpose has nothing to do with lowly Scott Stevens. Unlike people like The Highwaymen or Conor Fuse, we in The Board don’t forget our friend. I am going to keep his spirit alive and if/when STRONK Daddy returns to this sacred ground then he’ll finally have a woman worthy of putting her hands on him. I don’t need Choi, STRONKETTE, or any member of The Board to deal with Scott Stevens. Whatever the stipulation, whatever the circumstance. Jace Parker Davidson defeating Scott Stevens is just an absolute.

Brian Bare: Speaking of The Highwaymen, your opponent for ICONIC was victorious last week against Former HOW World Champion and current PRIME Universal Champion Cancer Jiles. If you get by Scott Stevens tonight, how will you fare against a highly motivated Steve Solex?

Jace jerks his head back and looks down at Bare like he was speaking German all of a sudden.

Davidson: A highly motivated Steve Solex? Does such a thing even exist? Was he not highly motivated when he was defending the HOTv Championship belts against The Egg Bandits in a best of five series? Was he not motivated when he had not one but two chances to win the HOW World Championship belt away from Christopher America? A motivated Steve Solex is nothing different from a normal ordinary Steve Solex.

Jace pauses as Choi reaches out of camera range for a moment. He returns with a camouflage colored helmet most would use in the military and hands it to Jace who places it on his head. Jace crosses his eyes and raises his hand in the air to salute.

Davidson: My name is Steve Solex. I’m the #1MercDad even though I left my family behind to hang around with a bunch of guys who pretend to be cowboys. I was in the military, I did tours of duty, and I killed people. I like guns, hunting, nascar, and the Republican party. Donald Trump is a GOD and anyone that says I’m not a good wrestler is just spreading FAKE NEWS.

Choi hands Jace a toy machine gun. He lays it against his shoulder and begins to march in place.

Davidson: I’m a soldier! I was in the military! This is my rifle, this mah gun. This is for killing…

Jace turns around then bends over and sticks out his ass.

Davidson: And this is fun… with Joe Bergman. He’s the only person that a macho soldier like myself would ever dare call Daddy. Did I mention that I was in the military?!?!

The crowd in the arena boos are deafening over the blatant disrespect to those who have served after Veterans day was just a few days ago. Jace hands off the props back to Choi then turns back to Bare.

Davidson: That guy? Yeah, I’ve beaten that guy before and it will be a piece of cake to beat that guy once again. That is… if he even makes it to ICONIC. Sgt. Slobber doesn’t stand a chance of beating me at ICONIC of all places. He better just sit down, crack open a fresh Zima, and beat his wife while a real man goes to the ring and dominates. Steve Solex has always been a non-factor in HOW and he’ll be a non-factor at ICONIC. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a Lonesome Loser to put down while I retain my LSD Championship belt.

Jace shoves Bare lightly before walking off followed by Choi and STRONKETTE as we head to commercial break.

As the image cuts back from commercial we are in the gorilla position in the Best Arena with Blaire Moise and the Demi-God of HOW, Scott Stevens.

Blaire Moise: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, the Demi-God of HOW, Scott Stevens.

The audience immediately boos Stevens as he steps into frame and Scott’s normally smiling face is non-existent as he has a look of focus.

Blaire Moise: Tonight is a big night for you as for the second time in two weeks you have a championship opportunity against a man you know very well in Jace Parker Davidson. What are your thoughts on Jace and your match here tonight?

Stevens takes off his 97 Red sunglasses and folds them before putting them around the neck area of his ring attire as his red and green eyes turn towards Blaire.

Scott Stevens: Blaire, you are correct. Tonight I have the opportunity to once again become the LSD champion. GOD must’ve have seen something HE liked last week in my loss to GREAT SCOTT because I’m relishing the opportunity to serve HIM once more in the Golden Circle, but also the chance to become a champion once again in HOW.

Blaire Moise: And that could happen here tonight. However, leading up to this match there was some words exchanged about who had true power in HOW. Who was a better father and other things….

Stevens interrupts Blaire by putting his hand up to stop her.

Scott Stevens: Look, when it comes to my little buddy he is one of the most gifted individuals inside of the ring, but when it comes to things that happen outside of it he has no clue what the fuck he’s talking about. He’s more concerned with how I am as a father and my position in HOW than our match. Here is the cliff notes version Blaire, Jace reports to two people while I report to one. If I was overstepping anything don’t you think HE would’ve said something by now?

Stevens asks Blaire who nods.

Blaire Moise: Yeah, I’m sure we would’ve by now.

Scott Stevens: Exactly.

Stevens turns back towards the camera.

Scott Stevens: Jace, tonight when I liberate the LSD championship and bring it back home to the House of Best maybe you should take your own advice and check your ego at the door and realize that I haven’t lived in the past for months now and every sin, vice, trope and other hindrance has been purged by HIM since HE saved me. I’m sure you’ll have a million excuses for your loss tonight, but here’s some advice little buddy. Instead of focusing on my parenting skills or the relationship I have with GOD you should’ve focused on our match instead. You aren’t one foot out the door, or in a contract dispute, or it’s “dark times” again in HOW. You got beat because I was better than you. The King of Everything will be conquered tonight Blaire and he will bend the knee to the Demi-God of HOW!

Stevens informs his opponent as he places his glasses back over his eyes and folds his hands together.

Scott Stevens: Say it with me Blaire.

Blaire Moise: Do I have to?

Scott Stevens: Yes. Because If you don’t you are disrespecting HIM and you don’t want to disrespect HIM. Look what happened to Joe Bergman when he disrespected HIM.

Blaire folds her hands together and looks towards the heavens with Stevens and even the audience gets involved.

Scott Stevens/Blaire Moise/Crowd: In the name of the Father, the Sons, and the HOly FC. Praise be to the House of Best. Praise be to Lee mother fucking Best!

Stevens’ music hits and he disappears through the curtain.

We cut back to Joe as it is indeed time for our LSD Championship Match.

Joe Hoffman: Folks I am getting word that due to the quote idiotic statements end quote, earlier from Jace that the Champion is being forced to make his entrance first and with no music.

With that, we see Choi lead the the LSD Champion and his new “female” friend out from the back.

Joe Hoffman: It is clear that over the last 20 years that the fans here in Chicago will ALWAYS cheer for Lee and whoever is aligned with him but what we heard from Jace earlier….disrespecting the military…..well that just does not fly here and I for one have to ask just how concerned Jace should be here tonight. Last week we see an updated alliance, if you will, formed and one week later Jace’s mouth once again might have just gotten himself in trouble.

The camera follows Jace as he hands the LSD Championship to Hortega, the referee for tonight’s match, and then looks out at the Chicago crowd……all of who are still clearly disgusted with Jace but are not even bothering giving him the satisfaction with any sort of reaction.

Dead silence.

Joe Hoffman: Dead silence here in The Best Arena. Shocking.

All attention turns towards the entrance ramp where Scott Stevens makes his way out from the back.

The challenger coming out second…..but without music as well.

Joe Hoffman: Clearly Lee is sending a message here. Stevens lost against Great Scott last week in a HOTv Championship match and was seemingly rewarded with a LSD Championship match this week………but clearly Lee is not entirely thrilled with Stevens either. Maybe 97%?

With a smirk on his face however, Stevens makes his way down to the ring.

Again dead silence from the crowd.

The two Hall of Famers circle on another as Joel Hortega calls for the bell. The two appear set to lock up in the middle of the ring but Davidson has other ideas as he drives a knee firmly into Stevens’ stomach, doubling him over and then securing the Demigod in a side headlock. Davidson wrenches the hold in tight forcing Stevens down to a knee. Stevens is quickly back to his feet however, and pulls Davidson back up against ropes. Stevens hooks a leg between the ropes, forcing the referee to start a count of five, to which Davidson quickly obliges.

Joe Hoffman: OH! A stiff punch from Jace Parker Davidson sends Stevens to the outside!

Before relenting to the referee’s five count, Davidson punches Stevens right in the forehead and Stevens spills through the ropes to the outside. Davidson drops to the mat and rolls underneath the bottom rope to the outside and with a fist full of hair he lifts Stevens to his feet.

Joe Hoffman: Our Hall of Fame referee needs to get control of this match before things escalate! The LSD Champion has a sinister look in his eyes! OH MY!

Davidson forces Stevens head directly into the ring post despite a bunch of verbal warnings and finger waving from Joel Hortega. The referee, visibly frustrated, begins his count of ten with a loud and firm…

UNO!

Davidson looks up at the referee and then down at Stevens.

Joe Hoffman: OH! WHAT A SHOT FROM SCOTT STEVENS! DAVIDSON LANDED RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HIS NECK!

Completely distracted by the referee, for some reason, Davidson is blindsided by a leaping clothesline from Stevens. Davidson lands on the back of his head and neck.

DOS!

Like a man possessed, Stevens jumps back to his feet and screams a litany of expletives right in Davidson’s face before landing a few stomps right into Davidson’s neck. Stevens wastes no time, and drags the LSD Champion to his feet and rolls him into the ring before the referee can get to the count of tres.

Joe Hoffman: Stevens showing why he too is a HOW Hall of Famer, here in the early goings of this match.

…

Joe Hoffman: COVER BY STEVENS!

UNO!

…

DOS!

…

Joe Hoffman: Davidson kicks out at two, but Stevens is right back on the attack and sinks in a side headlock applying pressure to Davidson’s neck.

Stevens, with a Gable-grip, squeezes the headlock in as tight as he can Davidson struggles to do much of anything. Davidson throws a hand up in between the side of his head and Stevens’ face, creating a bit of space and relieving a little bit of the tension as he works his way up to a knee. Stevens struggles to maintain control of the hold as Davidson climbs to his feet and backs Stevens into the ropes. Davidson pushes Stevens into the opposite ropes…

Joe Hoffman: NO! Steven wrenches that headlock in tight and the LSD Champion is forced right back down onto the mat!

JPD reaches for the ropes, but he’s nowhere near them. STRONKETTE reaches her ridiculously enormous arm under the bottom rope for encouragement, but Stevens reaches out a foot and kicks her arm out of the ring, prompting a slew of from Joe Hortega, all in Spanish of course. Stevens shouts at the referee to…

Scott Stevens: GET THE GIANT BITCH THE FUCK OUTTA’ HERE THEN!

Joe Hoffman: STRONKETTE is now on the apron!

Hortega jumps up from his position and darts toward STRONKETTE, and just as he does Davidson sits out, creating some space and drives the point of his elbow right into the groin of Scott Stevens, forcing the Texan to break the hold.

Joe Hoffman: A LOW BLOW FROM DAVIDSON! And just like that, STRONKETTE is off the apron! Look at the smile on Choi’s face, unbelievable!

Davidson slowly gets to his feet and then stumbles backward into the corner. The LSD Champion’s neck has clearly been affected by the assault from Scott Stevens as Davidson grimaces in pain as he massages and tries to rotate some flexibility back into it.

Joe Hoffman: Clothesline from the champion and a hobbling Scott Stevens is back down on the canvas. Sloppy cover by Jace here!

UNO!

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DOS!

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Joe Hoffman: Stevens gets a shoulder up!

Davidson rolls off of Stevens, and again reaches for the back of his neck as he grimaces in pain. Slowly, the LSD Champion is able to get to his feet, but so has Scott Stevens and the two stand toe to toe in the center of the ring.

Joe Hoffman: A RIGHT HAND FROM THE CHAMP!

Stevens absorbs a well placed right hand right on the chin, and stumbles backward but quickly answers with a right hand of his own.

Joe Hoffman: A RIGHT HAND FROM STEVENS!

Davidson backs up, and uses the ropes as a launch pad to lunge toward the challenger. Stevens ducks under the attempted clothesline from the champion…

Joe Hoffman: NECKBREAKER FROM SCOTT STEVENS! THE CHAMPION IS HURT!

Davidson rolls around in agony, but Stevens is still too hurt to make a cover…

Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens needs to make a cover here!

Stevens slowly inches his way over to the champion and places his right arm across Davidson’s chest for the pin.

UNO!

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DOS!

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TR…

Joe Hoffman: The champion kicks out at 2.9!

Stevens doesn’t have the energy or time to argue. He slowly climbs to his feet and stumbles backward into the corner. He waits for the champion to get to his feet…

Joe Hoffman: Clothesline from Scott Stevens!

The champ is right back to his feet however, but Stevens charges in with another clothesline.

Joe Hoffman: Davidson is right back to his feet again and this time throws a reckless punch! Stevens ducks!

Stevens ducks under the punch, and Davidson spins around right into a back suplex.

Joe Hoffman: The champion lands right on the back if his neck again! COVER BY STEVENS!

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UNO!

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DOS!

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TRES!

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Joe Hoffman: NOOOOO! THE CHAMPION GOT HIS SHOULDER UP JUST IN TIME AND SCOTT STEVENS CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

Stevens pleads his case with Joel Hortega, but a series of multilingual “NO!” and universal safe signals refute the Hall of Famers claims.

Joe Hoffman: Stevens better not get discouraged here. He needs to stay focused on the task at hand.

Stevens drives a fist into the mat out of frustration and then jumps up to his feet. He backs himself up into the corner and again he waits for Davidson to get to his feet.

Joe Hoffman: CHOI IS ON THE APRON NOW!

Hortega is completely distracted and runs at JPD’s new manager. Choi screams random word salad at Hortega while Davidson gets to his feet. Stevens charges in…

Joe Hoffman: STRONKETTE’s got a hold of Stevens’ foot!

Stevens kicks her away and then heads toward Davidson…

Joe Hoffman: SPEAR FROM THE CHAMPION! STEVENS IS DOWN!

Choi hops off the ring apron with a smile that stretches from ear to ear.

Joe Hoffman: Stevens is in real trouble here!

Davidson rolls over to the corner as Stevens climbs to a knee…

Joe Hoffman: BEND THE KNEE!!!!

Davidson drives Stevens’ head first into the mat with a perfect curb stomp and quickly makes the cover, hooking a leg in the process.

Joe Hoffman: HORTEGA WITH THE COUNT!

UNO!

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DOS!

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TRES!

DING! DING! DING!!!!!

Brian McVay: You’re winner, in 11 minutes and 59 seconds….ANNNNNNDDDDD STILLLLLLLLLL!!!! HOW LSD CHAMPION!!!!! JACE! PARKER! DAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVIIIIIIDDDDDDDDDSOOOONNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

Scott Stevens rolls out of the ring as Choi and STRONKETTE both enter the ring to celebrate with the LSD Champion.

Joe Hoffman: Unbelievable hard fought match by Scott Stevens! The champion’s neck seems to be a real point of concern for his manager right now.

Choi hands the LSD Championship to Davidson who is still clutching his neck in pain…

Suddenly, the HOV lights up and….

“Check out your dad with the swag on the floor…”

Joe Hoffman: Dad Vibes! STEVE SOLEX IS HERE!

Solex enters through the curtain with a steel chair in hand and sprints down to the ring. Just as he slides underneath the bottom rope, Davidson – with one hand on each of their backs – pushes his bodyguard and manager at Steve Solex and one by one, they are both taken out by chair shots to the head as Davidson rolls under the bottom rope and runs up the entrance ramp. He stops atop the ramp still clutching his neck.

Joe Hoffman: Solex is irate! Jace Parker Davidson must have really gotten under Solex’s skin tonight!

Solex is seething as he leans over the top rope pointing at JPD; the chair still in his hand.

Steve Solex: That’s what I fuckin’ thought!

Solex turns back around and tosses Choi from the ring. Solex marches around STRONKETTE, who is still laid out in the center of the ring.

Joe Hoffman: What’s Solex got planned here? That’s Jace’s bodyguard!

Solex tosses the chair aside, but all Jace can do is watch as Solex lifts STRONKETTE to her feet…

Joe Hoffman: SOLEXECUTION!!!! SOLEXECUTION ON STRONKETTE!

Davidson watches on in complete frustration as Solex absolutely decimates his bodyguard with his patented, never used by anyone before, move.

Joe Hoffman: Stronkette is down, Choi is down. And JPD is absolutely pissed off!

Dad Vibes by Limp Bizkit continues to play as the show fades to commercial with a side by side shot of JPD and Solex.

The show comes back from break to “Everybody Wants You” by Billy Squier with Jatt Starr making his way down the ramp, a smug look on his face. The fans are not showing appropriate appreciation, still unsure if Jatt is truly back to being aligned with Lee, for the Jattlantic City Idol as he walks up the rings steps, steps between the top and middle ropes, and enters the ring. The Baron of Boca Jatton is sporting his Ninety-Seven Red and black plaid suit, a black dress shirt, and a plack tie with a red paisley print. He leans over the top rope and asks….Nay, demands that Brian McVay hand him a microphone. The music fades and the HOW Hall of Famer begins….or attempts to if not for the loud chorus of boos.

Jatt Starr: Come on, people! You should be thanking the Ruler of Jattlantis for what happened to Joe Bergman last week. The Champion of Jattanooga is a legit HERO for ending the career of that charlatan…not to mention did you not see that DOMINANT win earlier tonight?!

The fans are not relenting with their verbal (and in some cases very obscene) admonishment of the Jatti Master.

Jatt Starr: The Grand Overlord of Jatturn has all night….until two a.m.!

Some of the fans quiet – probably because they lost their voices. Satisfied, Jatt Starr begins.

Jatt Starr: Joe Bergman is a liar and cheat, among other things and the Sheriff of Jattingham has come to set the record straight. First and foremost, I have done extensive research on the man and I can tell you, without a shadow of a doubt, he has printed racist material. In the eighth grade, he did a report on China, and the results of said report, horrifying. In it, he insinuates, rather boldly, that those of Asian heritage would urinate in a carbonated beverage for poops and giggles. Needless to say, he got an “F”…and rightfully so.

The Earl of GlouStarr looks out at the crowd and feels their skepticism as they clearly are missing the leader of Section 214 .

Jatt Starr: The Hero of Jattlanta knows what you’re thinking. It was a harmless joke, people change, it was 1955 – times have changed since then. Well, then how do you explain the fact that Joe Bergman has never been to China?! AND…I have it on good authority that he attended three neo-Nazi rallies. If that wasn’t bad enough, I once had the displeasure of peeing at the same time as him in a public restroom. He did not wash his hands. Slob! Especially since he got herpes and super-herpes from no less than three crack whores within the span of a week when he was in Reno, you know, shittier Vegas. Would anyone want to shake that hand? Heck no!

The Marquis of MadagaStarr paces the ring a bit, allowing the audience to digest what he has just said before continuing on.

Jatt Starr: Did I mention Joe Bergman hates animals? The police were recently notified that Joe Bergman was the mastermind behind a dog fighting ring! Yeah! He would pit tortured, starving pitbulls against out of shape homeless men who were promised twenty bucks if they killed the dog. The fact that he stiffed those hobos, afterwards, makes it even worse. Well, the ones that survived, anyway. Sick bastard! So, you see, the Mayor of ManJattan did you all a favor! You’re welcome!

The crowd responds with more vulgarities.

Jatt Starr: Oh come on! He basically tattooed his devious behavior on his forehead! Are you people that freaking stupid??? He started a group called “The Highwaymen”! That is homonym…no, anthemym….it basically means the same thing as “Bandit”! Or “Crook”! Or “Cad”! Or “Turd Muffin Ratface”!

The audience continues to not buy into El Jattador de Starrcelona’s version of events.

Jatt Starr: You know what? Whatever! Tonight is not supposed to be about Joe Bergman. That farting corpse is old news! Tonight is about the single greatest man in the HOW! We are talking about the man who made me the co-figurehead of the newly reformed yet unofficially but officially named “Best Alliance”! Jatt Starr and Christopher America leading the way! The Five Starr General, the American Hero, and the other guys! In celebration for Lee Best’s return, I have composed a little musical number set to a little diddy from “The Producers”. HIT IT!

The music begins blaring with the instrumentals from “Springtime for Hitler”. The King of Grapple from the Big Apple begins to sing in his most Michael Crawford-Nathan Lane-Matthew Broderick-Hugh Jackmanest voice.

Jatt Starr: WINTER FOR LEE BEST AND HARMONY….

THE BOARD IS STUPID AND LAME

LEE’S VERY PISSED I CANNOT LIE,

LOOK OUT, HE WILL TAKE OUT YOUR EYE!

WINTER FOR LEE BEST, A G-O-D

THE BEST ALLIANCE RETURNS

BERGMAN’S GONE AND PISSED HIS PANTS!

CLAY BYRD KNOWS HE HAS NO CHANCE!

WINTER FOR LEE BEST AND HARMONY….

BERGMAN GOT FUCKED UP, NEXT CLAAAAAAAAAYYYY….

WINTER FOR LEE BEST AND HARMONY….

HERE’S THE LEE BEST DANCERS, YAY!!!

Four scantily clad Dancers dressed in 97Red jackets with coattails and leggings appear from the back and begin a synchronized kickline down the ramp as the Ruler of Jattlantis starts a tap routine in the middle of the ring and then suddenly stops as they each arrive at ringside.

Jatt Starr: I’M A LEGEND, YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT,

THE HALL OF FAMER KNOWN AS JATT!

The four Lee Best Dancers enter the ring one by one and resume their routine with the Sultan of SeaJattle in the middle and then, STOP!

Jatt Starr: DON’T BE STUPID, DON’T BE BIASED…

COME AND JOIN THE NEW ALLIANCE!

The Rembrandt of Wrestling continues to impress with his tap knowledge as the music swells….the women slowly dance themselves out of the ring leaving the Thane of Starrkarth who stops tapping and belts the last portion of the song.

Jatt Starr: WINTER FOR LEE BEST, A G-O-D

BOTTOMLINES ARE ON THE WAY!

WINTER FOR LEE BEST….

HAIL LEE!!!!!!

Jatt Starr stands in the middle of the ring, winded from the singing, the dancing, the tapping. A few fans can be heard actually applauding, moreso being impressed with the Ruler of Jattllantis’s singing voice than the actual content, but most boo him as the scene comes to an end on a cocky, arrogantly smirking Jatt Starr.

We cut backstage, where we see a physically and mentally worn-out Xander Azula walking on his own, a rare sight but one fitting for the Fighter. We see a small pile of papers in his hand as he is suddenly stopped by the presence of EPU security standing by a door. Xander gives the guards a glare, but it quickly turns into a smile as he greets them.

Xander Azula: Hello, crew. Is the man around? I think I have an appointment to discuss a thing or two about…my future.

The guards just look at each other blankly, much to Xander’s amusement as he reveals something in his other hand…a hammer, and a large nail. The EPU take a defensive sight at what they perceive to be a weapon, but Xander lifts the papers up to the door, nailing it with the hammer!

Xander Azula: This is the end of my path. You always knew it’d come to this. Let him know I expect an answer sooner rather than later, fellas.

With that, Xander walks away as we get a better look at the papers that have been nailed to the door…a contract, drawn up with every last detail and a title that reads “HOFC CONTRACT”…and the door it’s attached to?

That of the CEO, Michael Lee Best.

Leaving us to wonder just what Azula has in mind, as we cut to our final commercial of the night!

We come back from our final commercial break and head back to the announce table as it is time for our Main Event of the evening.

Joe Hoffman: Welcome back everyone as it is now time for the HOTv Tag Team Championship match. Should be a good one!

The scene switches to ringside.

Bryan McVay: This is the main event for the HOTv Tag Team Championships! Introducing first… the challengers… Steve Harrison and Clay Byrd… The Highwaymen!

Byrd and Harrison look determined to capture gold as they emerge from the entrance and make their way to ringside.

Joe Hoffman: No nonsense here. We know the history between Harrison and Jiles, as well.

With the challengers waiting in the middle of the ring, McVay continues.

Bryan McVay: And their opponents… the HOTv Champions… Doozer and Cancer Jiles… the eGG Bandits!

Cancer Jiles and Doozer emerge with the straps around their waists.

Joe Hoffman: The Bandits arriving in typical fashion. Jiles doesn’t look like he cares too much and Doozer’s significantly spaced out, or so it seems. Nevertheless, they shouldn’t be taken for granted, as they are the current champions and have the talent to beat anyone.

Byrd and Harrison anxiously await the Bandits, who look like they’re in no rush to get there. Jiles keeps smirking in Harrison’s direction while Dooze shines his title with a sleeve he isn’t wearing.

Finally, the champs enter the ring and hand their belts over.

Joe Hoffman: Looks like we’ve got Doozer and Harrison to start it off.

Referee Matt Boettcher calls for the bell.

DING DING

Harrison immediately takes it to Doozer with a jumping high knee, catching the Bandit under the jaw and knocking him straight back into the ropes. It looks like Doozer is out but once his limp body hits the ropes, he bounces off and smacks Harrison with a clothesline. The challenger is staggered but not down. Steve swings the momentum back his way with a knee to the midsection, then a hip toss to Doozer, placing him in the center of the ring. Harrison applies an arm bar as the rapper shouts out, trying to find a way off the canvas and onto his feet. Eventually, he does. Dooze lifts Harrison with a fireman’s carry but Steve wiggles free, bounces off the ropes-

CRACK.

And nails Doozer square in the nose with a forearm smash.

Doozer’s down. Harrison smiles and turns to Cancer Jiles.

Joe Hoffman: At one point in time, Harrison and Jiles were HOW Tag Team Champions! Actually, twice!

Harrison hooks Doozer’s leg.

ONE.

TWO.

KICKOUT.

Joe Hoffman: Honestly, I’m not sure if Steve thought he’d get a three there. I think he was trying to prove a point to Jiles.

Harrison pulls Doozer off the canvas and whips him into the ropes. A hard knife edge chop places Doozer back on the mat… and Harrison follows by dropping a knee across Dooze’s face.

Joe Hoffman: I’m surprised Doozer hasn’t broken his nose.

Harrison drags Doozer to his feet once more and Irish whips Doozer into the ropes.

Belly to belly suplex follows.

Joe Hoffman: A ton of momentum on that one!

Harrison puts the boots to Doozer for good measure. Then he takes another look at Jiles before marching over to his own corner and tagging in the behemoth.

Clay bursts through the ropes with a ton of anger. He nearly decapitates Doozer’s head with a massive forearm blow. The burly Texan applies the boots to Doozer, just like Harrison did but these stomps are much more forceful… to the point Matt Boettcher has to tell Clay to back away because Doozer’s been stomped into the corner.

Joe Hoffman: That wasn’t Doozer who found the ropes, folks. That was all Clay Byrd kicking him there!

Byrd backs away but then pushes Boettcher out of the way the second he sees there’s still life in the Bandit. Clay throws Doozer halfway across the ring. And with Doozer on all fours, Byrd punts him in the stomach, sending Doozer flying and crashing down in a heap right in front of Cancer Jiles.

Clay smirks.

Joe Hoffman: Clearly Byrd wants Jiles!

The “leader” of the eGG Bandits leans over and tags Doozer on the back. He enters as the crowd anticipates what’s to come.

Jiles casually strolls to the center of the ring…

And then he smacks Byrd across the face with an open palm.

An enraged Byrd retaliates with a forearm smash but Jiles ducks it at the last possible second and spins into the ropes. The COOL rebounds off the ropes and aims at Clay’s head with his superkick-

SWOOSH!

Joe Hoffman: Smart move by Cancer. With Doozer down and out, he might as well go for the shot. It didn’t work out but it was a good call.

Byrd realizes he moved out of the way. He attempts to take Jiles’ head off with the Texas Lariat!

SWOOSH!

The former HOW World Champion side steps the big man. Jiles spins Byrd’s shoulders around and then dropkicks him square in the stomach. Clay stumbles back a couple of feet before Cancer connects with a throat punch, followed by a jawbreaker. Clay falls to the mat.

The COOL looks to his corner and sees Doozer recovering. Dooze gives a weak thumbs up as Jiles grins and stomps Clay on the temple. Jiles helps his opponent to his knees and looks for a running face buster but at the last second Clay throws Jiles off of him and Cancer lands crotch-first on the second turnbuckle pad.

Clay rages towards Cancer. He grabs the Bandit and connects with a huge inverted suplex, placing Jiles chest-down in the middle of the ring. Byrd follows this with a massive gut wrench powerbomb.

Joe Hoffman: I think Clay’s going for another…

But not to be outdone, Jiles slips free. Cancer goes into the ropes yet he is absolutely demolished with a spinebuster slam!

Joe Hoffman: Hey!

Clay walks to his corner and tags Steve Harrison.

Joe Hoffman: No love lost here.

Harrison looms over Jiles, practically eGGing him on to make it onto his own two feet. The COOL takes his time, likely delaying things just to piss Harrison off further. But once Jiles stands in front of Harrison… face-to-face…

Jiles pokes Harrison in the eyes, followed by a back rake, followed by a twisting DDT and a hook of the leg.

ONE.

TWO.

KICKOUT!

The fans bought into the match being over, considering how quickly Jiles hit all three “moves”.

Joe Hoffman: Boettcher clearly didn’t see the eye poke!

Jiles scoots to his feet and bounces off the ropes. He’s looking for some kind of curb stomp when Steve Harrison bursts upright with an intense second wind and spears Jiles out of his boots!

Joe Hoffman: DAMN!

The ring shakes on impact. Harrison hooks the leg and screams at Boettcher to count.

ONE.

TWO.

SHOULDER UP!

The PRIME World Champion shows MOAR will have to be done in order to keep him down. But Harrison is seeing red. He shoulders Boettcher out of the way and whips Jiles into a corner before racing in himself with a knee to the chest. Harrison adds a couple of forearm shots before picking Jiles up and placing him on the top rope.

Joe Hoffman: This does not look good.

Harrison remains on the canvas as he grabs hold of Jiles and positions him into a suplex…

Which is turned into a deadly looking brainbuster!

The COOL’s body goes limp. Harrison hooks a leg.

ONE.

TWO.

BARELY A KICKOUT!

Joe Hoffman: Might have been a reflex kickout!

Harrison isn’t phased. He drags a limp Cancer Jiles to his feet and shouts in his face. The Highwayman connects with an atomic drop, then a clothesline, followed by a DDT that places Jiles on the canvas.

As the eGG Bandit stirs, Harrison shakes his head and waits on him.

Joe Hoffman: Looking for the knee trigger to the back of the neck-

However, it’s like Jiles has eyes in the back of his head. As Harrison races towards him, Cancer shoots up and takes aim for Terminal Cancer.

But Harrison stops dead in his tracks!

Steve smirks at Cancer, then spits on the canvas with mannerisms suggesting he’s imitating the former HOW World Champion.

Jiles shrugs. He looks rather entertained. He marches over to one of his former Best Alliance partners…

Doozer races in with an attempted clothesline to Harrison but before he can get there, Dooze eats a MASSIVE big boot from Clay Byrd!

Joe Hoffman: The match has gotten out of hand!

Clay unloads a fury against Doozer while Matt Boettcher tries to get them to exit the ring. Meanwhile, Harrison and Jiles are going shot for shot with punches and kicks. The fans cheer on, as Clay finally lets go of Doozer and goes back to his corner.

Harrison hurls Jiles into the ropes but Doozer makes a blind tag on The COOL. As Jiles works his way back towards Harrison, he’s met with a hip toss that Jiles escapes.

Doozer rolls into the ring with a blindsided bulldog to Harrison.

Immediately after, however, Clay Byrd explodes into the ring once more! He knocks Jiles out of it with a huge shoulder tackle. Doozer’s on his feet, trying to figure out what happened when Steve Harrison slides in from behind with a knee trigger to the back of his head. Dooze goes limp.

Another knee of the back of Doozer’s head.

Joe Hoffman: Double the Enlightenment!

And then a third!

Harrison hooks the leg. It’s academic at this point.

Joe Hoffman: We’re crowning new champs!

ONE.

TWO.

THREE.

DING DING DING

Bryan McVay: The winners of this match and NEWWWWW HOTv Tag Team Champions… Clay Byrd and Steve Harrison, The Highwaymen!

Joe Hoffman: Wow, just like that!

Harrison and Byrd are awarded their titles as Doozer is pulled out of the ring by his eGG Bandit teammate. The two new champions pat each other on the chest as Boettcher exits the scene.

Joe Hoffman: Hold on a second…

The fans bring their attention to the entrance way.

Joe Hoffman: That’s Conor Fuse!

The Ultimate Gamer is making his way down amidst Steve Harrison’s theme song. Fuse sports purple Adidas track pants and a signature HOW t-shirt. He also carries a small SNES knapsack with him. Fuse walks right past a recovering Doozer, who’s on all fours and Cancer Jiles, who sees the gamer out of the corner of his eyes. The COOL grabs his crotch in a “pleasant gesture” upon Conor passing him by.

Fuse rolls into the ring. Seconds ago, before seeing Conor’s arrival, Clay exited the ring. Byrd remains on the outside, as Harrison stands in the center of the canvas, eyeing the former two-time World Champion.

Harrison’s theme song comes to a close.

Conor walks to the center of the squared circle, right in front of his upcoming ICONIC opponent. The fans anticipate something to happen.

But nothing does.

Eventually, a “light bulb” goes off in Conor’s head. He speaks to Harrison off-mic but the apron camera picks it up.

Conor Fuse: So it’s finally you and I, huh?

Harrison seems disinterested by the interruption. He continues to stand there, deadpan as Conor Fuse nods along.

Conor Fuse: Alright, alright. Look dude, I got something for you…

Fuse kneels down and opens his knapsack. As he sorts through whatever’s in there, Conor keeps watching Harrison out of the corner of his eyes, too. It’s as if Conor’s behaviour suggests he doesn’t trust Harrison and he could be beaten up at any moment while in this defenseless position.

Fuse finds what he’s looking for. He stands, with his hands still in the backpack. Then the bag drops and Conor’s holding onto a specialized XBox controller, complete in a golden engraved box.

Perhaps this gesture would come across as comical… but Fuse’s face suggests a different type of intensity. He holds the controller out for Harrison.

Conor Fuse: Here. Congratulations on winning tag team gold, again.

Harrison scoffs.

He walks right past Conor, knocking into him with his shoulder before exiting the ring. Harrison meets Clay Byrd at the bottom of the rampway. The champions walk back to the curtain, holding the titles high and paying no attention to the gamer inside the ring.

Conor starts to twitch in the center of the canvas. He gives his head a shake in disappointment and raises his voice loudly, in the hopes Steve Harrison can hear.

Conor Fuse: What’s your problem with me? I have literally done NOTHING to you.

Fuse looks at the controller, which remains in his hands. Again, he shakes his head. Again, he twitches.

Conor Fuse: Fine. Have it your way.

A look of depression crosses Conor’s face, as he carefully lowers himself and puts the collector item back to where it came from.

By now, The Highwaymen have vanished behind the curtain. Conor Fuse remains in the center of the ring until he drops down, rolls out and walks up the rampway with his head hung low. Chaos 15 comes to a close as the Chicago crowd begins to file out of the arena and head to the nearest bar as the cold dark night awaits.