Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2019 13:57:33 GMT -7
The logo is the same, the company is the same… both flashing upon the screen before the letters ‘RE’ are slashed into view next to Discovery! The view cuts to a montage of the Discovery stars, from Samantha Hamilton to Dona Rotten and so many more, while “It’s My Life” by Bon Jovi plays in the background, the inspiring song playing fans watching at home into the fifth Discovery show and the first of a new beginning for the Galactic brand! The view cuts after to the interior of the Wells Fargo Center in Philly where some of the most rabid wrestling fans on the planet are already making a world’s worth of noise! After panning the crowd (and their oh-so-creative signage), the cameras move to the announce table where (announcers) stand ready to call the night’s action!
The match begins with all six competitors already in the ring. Lluvia makes herself the early aggressor, attacking Kamilia Rose with a running forearm that lights the fuse on six-way melee! Being that the rules are over-the-top-rope, Lluvia wastes no time dragging Kamilia up, aided by Wendy House, trying to take the young blonde out of the match early. Jenn Drew makes the save, leaping on Lluvia and Wendy with a running start. This draws the attention of Cane, leading to a bit of a slugfest between the two women. Kamila breaks out and narrowly avoids a charge from Rose Phobos. Going chest-first into the ropes, the slight young woman is laid into by an intense Kamilia and only find respite through the unlikely aid of Aubrey Cassidy. Kamila turns her attention to Cassidy, backing her up with chops and sending her into the ropes where Cassidy catches herself and makes a very rude gesture to Kamila! Baited, she charges in and gets caught in a nasty AUBREY DRIVER that sends all the air of Rose’s lungs!
Phobos, having backed up onto the ropes during this, comes off at a high angle with a cross body that takes Cassidy down! Meanwhile, Jenn Drew, who has been quiet and looking to pick her spot, runs up on Lluvia and Wendy, attacking both from behind! Lluvia is sent through the ropes to the floor, which doesn’t draw an elimination, allowing Jenn to focus on Wendy. The converse is true, however, and Wendy surprises Drew with a forearm uppercut, rocking her from the jaw up! Scoop-slamming Drew to the mat, Drew gives a little shake and shimmy before delivering WENDY’S ELBOW to the downed woman! Pleased with herself, she kicks dust on the supine Jenn, turning barely in time to avoid a running kick from Cassidy! She had disposed of Phobos with a face-first drop to the top turnbuckle and now looked to exert her will on Wendy! Lluvia rolls back in as Jenn gets to her feet and the two nod to one another as House and Cassidy brawl, charging them and looking to pull off a double-elimination! Cassidy, however, catches herself on the apron and grabs Lluvia by the head, driving it into the skull of Jenn while House takes an unlucky fall to the floor, being the first eliminated!
Rose leaps on Cassidy’s back as soon as she gets back into the ring, pounding and clawing at the larger woman’s face! The brief moment of teamwork between Lluvia and Jenn is done at this point and they leap at each other like starving wildcats! Kamila, regaining her bearings now, looks for just the right moment to strike and finds it when Cassidy finally throws off the tenacious Phobos! She pounces on Cassidy herself, locking in ROSE’S THORN, trying to squeeze the breath out of Aubrey! Phobos attacks again and now it’s the two roses trying to batter the big Texan! They get her to the ropes and here Kamila lets go, working with Phobos to try and dump Aubrey! Lluvia sneaks in at this moment, tossing Phobos! Feeling the weight shift, Aubrey pounds on Kamila until the blonde lets go, grabbing her around the throat and chokeslamming her over the ropes and upon the ring apron before kicking her to the floor atop Phobos, bringing the match down to Cassidy, Cane and Drew… the latter two again converging on Aubrey! This time, though, Aubrey is ready and sends Lluvia over the top where she catches herself on the apron… that is, until a side-stepped spear causes Drew to eliminate Cane!
Cassidy hoists up a distracted Drew by the waist, trying to heave her over the top but getting elbowed back by the desperate Jenn! A step-up enzuigiri pastes Aubrey, heard up in the cheap seats as it brings her down to a knee! Drew aims a running knee at her adversary and knocks her into the second rope, the larger woman draped over it! Running up and getting some height off of Cassidy’s own back, Jenn drops an elbow to the base of the woman’s spine, leaving Aubrey yelling in pain! Pulling her up by the hair, Jenn shoves Cassidy into the ropes, trying to dump her over! Aubrey fights back against it, but is draped over the top rope now, in the dangerous part of limbo! Jenn gets a running start and hits a dropkick between the top and middle ropes to the upside-down chest of Aubrey, leaving her on the apron but still in the match! A triangle dropkick follows and Cassidy is down but still not to the floor! Another charge from Drew sees a shoulder thrust from Aubrey catch her in the midsection with the weakened Cassidy attempting to elevate Jenn up and over with a back body drop! Catching herself, the two women slug it out on the apron before, ducking a wild elbow from Jenn, Cassidy backs off a few paces before hitting a short-range WRATH OF A LOPEZ, the impact enough to knock Jenn to the floor!
Weathered and worn, Aubrey still celebrates her victory while, at the top of the ramp, the new Discovery GM, Chrysanthe Kanelos, is standing with a microphone under her arm and a smile on her lips. She applauds Aubrey’s victory before bringing the microphone up to her lips.
Chrysanthe Kanelos: A well-earned win, Miss Cassidy. Now I suppose there’s the matter of that special gift, but how about we give you a little time to savor this glory before we discuss that, hm? Come on down to my office a little later and you’ll get your prize!
Leaving it at that, she turns and departs, leaving an eager Cassidy wondering and watching before heading up the ramp herself.
Even a week removed from Battle Beyond the Stars, Lyra LeVeux-Donavan looked like she'd been put through a meat grinder. Twice. Bruised and battered, but not forsaking her bright, eager smile, she strides down the backstage area of the Wells Fargo center. Drawing more than a few stares from the crew and other visitors, which surely had nothing to do with the Gothic schoolgirl outfit, the Enterprise star kept on moving as though she belonged on Discovery. And from the looks of things, no one was going to tell her otherwise.
Rounding the corner, Lyra put a hand up to 'shield' her eyes, peering about before finally settling on something in the near-distance. Dona Rotten, the Ascendant Title over her shoulder, shooting the shit with a few lucky backstage-pass-bearing fans, was for the moment oblivious to her cohort's presence. That is, until Lyra tapped her on the shoulder with a sweetly-evil grin.
Lyra LeVeux-Doanvan: This the line for black lipstick smooches?
Dona perks up, she wasn't expecting visitors, let alone a friendly. She would know that voice anywhere, there was no doubt that it was Lyra Donavan.
Dona Rotten: I mean, it's not. But, for you? I think we can make an exception.
Turning to Lyra, Dona jokingly puckers up, before letting her face settle into a grin. This day was getting more awesome by the minute. Tracing Lyra with her eye, it was apparent she'd just gone through hell, but it seemed as if she'd enjoyed it, and Dona wasn't in surprised in the least.
Dona: Jesus, I'd hate to see what the other chick looks like right about now. God damn, is it good to see you. How you been...bumps and bruises aside?
Lyra: Fresh from my niece and nephew's wedding. Was a good time, no doubt. I remembered in the midst of it all that I promised you a visit so... here I am!
Her eyes do go to that title over her friend's shoulder, but not in an envious way. More of an... admiring way. A display of pride for her fellow Mother of Destruction.
Lyra: So... you and the glorified trash bag tonight, hmm? Any special plans for her, or are you just going to aim for something like this?
She points out the staples in her forehead hidden by her bangs, no doubt one of the side effects of getting smacked into the backside of a Jeep at 30mph. Her eyes instinctively shoot to the staples, her grin stretching wider. Thoughts of what she wanted to do to Pet running rampant, in Dona's head.
Dona: Maybe, all I know is she is in for a shock. She thinks she's got some advantage. She doesn't know me, not like you do.
Now staring off into space, Dona fantasizes the horrors she wants to inflict upon Pet, but is finally able to snap herself back to reality.
Dona: Yeah, anyway. It's great to see you! I knew you said you'd make the trip, didn't think it would be so soon, I am so amped to see you. Speaking of glorified trash bags, any plans for Kate?
Lyra: Well, love, where it comes to little Katie-poo...
She puts an arm around her friend's shoulder, the two taking a walk from near catering to the hallway, enjoying one another's company as only the Mothers of Destruction can.
Lyra: I look at it like this: if whatever's left of her has any sense of self-preservation, she won't speak my fucking name... else I'll come busting out of her bathroom mirror like a darker, sexier Bloody Mary and leave pieces of her clogging the drain.
Winking with a saucy grin, Lyra keeps right on.
Lyra: No, at this point I want us to match. I want gold. Either that or a transfer over here so you can I can wreak havoc together, know what I mean?
Nodding in agreement, as they continue down their trek. Dona couldn't argue, her best matches in recent memories were with Lyra, and she'd no doubt love to team up.
Dona: Ya know, I like it. Either way, we get in a ring together again. Make each other hurt, beat way to know you're living.
Thoughts of previous battles creep in, and Dona shutters a bit, those were brutal, and it needed to happen again. Still, Mothers of Destruction had been hyped up, and she kind of wanted to see that come to fruition as well.
Dona: Yeah, I dig it. Wreck some bitches, maybe get some shiny new hardware in the process. What's not to love?
Lyra: Our opponents can answer that one... when their jaws aren't wired anymore.
Both women laugh at their own dark humor and evil enthusiasm. However, they've arrived at their destination, or at least Lyra's: the office of one Chrysanthe Kanelos. Dona looks between her friend and the door, raising a brow. With a grin, albeit a more serious one, Lyra winks at the Ascendant Champion.
Lyra: Figured I might as well have a chat with the new captain. See if she's... agreeable.
Ideas start formulating, was this really happening? Dona thought to herself, it was as though this was the best day ever, and looking forward to her match, she thought it could only get better.
Dona: Oh, fucking YES! I hope she is, because this...would...ROCK!
Her excitement was clear as day, and she wasn't even attempting to hide it. There was so much damage the two of them could do, and she wanted to test it, no, she needed it. Be agreeable, Dona kept thinking to herself, her mind like an echo chamber.
Dona: Hey, here's hoping, right?
Lyra: Most certainly.
The two friends part ways each with a kiss on the other's cheek and Lyra wishing Dona luck against Pet later in the night before knocking and entering the office.
The Shieldmaidens lower the boom as soon as the bell rings, battering both Aurora and Jennifer with heavy shots. Alex keeps it to her usual brawling style but Jackie takes to the air, wiping out the larger Aurora with a crossbody from the top rope! Aurora, however, holds on and rolls through, coming up with Jackie in her arms and delivering a Michinoku driver for a quick two-count! The impact gets the attention of Alex, allowing a brief resurgence for Jennifer, snapping off an enzuigiri that drops Alex to a knee and hitting a basement dropkick to knock her the rest of the way down! Aurora takes over on Jackie, using her power advantage to toss ‘Bandit’ around the ring. It only lasts for so long, though, as Jackie catches herself on the rope and low-bridges a charging Zambrotta right out of the ring! Alex joins Jackie in battering on Jennifer at this point, taking full advantage of the tornado tag rules and almost putting her away before Aurora makes the save after a double-brainbuster.
Aurora pulls Alex up and hurls her into the turnbuckles with both hands, charging after her but eating corner padding when Alex slips away. A backcracker follows, leaving Zambrotta arched up on the mat. Jackie, laying the boots to Jennifer, tries to Irish whip her into her downed partner but Jennifer reverses and sends her toward Alex! The Shieldmaidens stop themselves before colliding owing to their stellar chemistry, but the distraction is enough; Aurora levels both at the same time with a massive spear, though neither her pin of Alex or Jennifer’s of Jackie draws a three-count! The Maidens are still feeling the impact, though, and stereo suplexes and leg drops on both women keep them in dire straits… though no three-count comes of it all. Jackie, finding her second wind, sends Jennifer hurtling toward Aurora, who catches her partner, scoops her up and tosses her at the blonde Maiden! Bandit goes down hard but Bullet is back in the mix at this point, chopping Aurora down by attacking the leg and then driving a running knee into the side of her head! Zambrotta goes down from this, woozy, and as such can do little to help Jennifer. The ‘Lady Dream’ battles back against the Shieldmaidens, but teamwork and experience win the day via VOTE WITH A BULLET.
Luciana Verdoza is leaning against the wall reading from a sheet of paper that is amusing her. Of course, reverting to her natural brunette locks is drawing attention enough but the biggest difference between her now and before is that she seems to be quite angry as that amused smirk turns into a scowl before she speaks her mind.
Luciana Verdoza: I’ve been taking a beating in the press…
“Luciana should have just stayed in Milan”
“Luciana is ruining her wrestling legacy in Galactic Wrestling and should have never bothered coming out of retirement.”
“Luciana Verdoza, once a four-time world champion that dominated the wrestling scene… has been reduced to a massive joke in Galactic Wrestling being squashed by Jasmine Matthews and being pinned in a tornado tag to lose the match for her team”
“Luciana is an embarrassment that does not deserve the opportunity she has in front of her for Re:Discovery”
Luciana lets out an annoyed scoff as she tears the paper into pieces.
Luciana: You know… let’s talk about the truth, okay? Maybe I did underestimate the competition JUST a little bit… and that happens… even to someone as prestigious as me. Did everyone SERIOUSLY think that I was just going to come back and rekindle the old magic overnight? You’re only fooling yourselves. You can be as great as me and the long, three-year layoff that I’ve had would be a lot to overcome… it doesn’t matter who you are. Then again, it also doesn’t help when that horrid tag team match last Discovery was actually a DRAW and the referee missed Shamu getting the pin at the same time I was being embarrassed. It also doesn’t help that you’re being trotted out as “message bitch” for the “chosen ones” of the old regime to make an example out of you either. Let me just say that I’m so glad there’s a new GM here on this brand because the one before was completely sabotaging my career! But I digress… this isn’t anything new to me. I’ve been screwed over and disrespected HOW many times over the years?
I got screwed by XWO when the owner caved in to criticism and shut the place down.
I got screwed over by Pantheos when they forgot I existed.
And I especially got screwed over by the “cartels” backstage at where I once worked at 3 years ago because right after I won a rumble match for a world title shot, they closed up shop.
So because of all this… my prestigious is tarnished… but it’s not destroyed. This is fixable… and the bad news is I can’t fix this alone. But I know the best person for the job that can help me do so… an old… or should I say a BEST friend of mine who has ALSO been disrespected and unappreciated in the industry in her own right…
Suddenly, a woman in business attire walks into the scene and she and Luciana have a huge embrace.
Luciana: Welcome back to the fold, Allison!
They break the embrace and the woman identified as Allison smiles and looks toward the camera.
Luciana: This is CHANGE… part two… and Allison here… she was with me when I became a dominating star in the first place and she’s going to do everything as my publicist and manager to make me the very best in the world once more… tell ‘em…
Allison: Luciana and I have known each other for more than 10 years… and sure… we went our separate ways for a while… she was doing her thing in Milan, I was running a wrestling brand as a general manager and… honestly, I was run out of that job in disgrace. I was never going to return to wrestling again. But Luciana… when she called me to be part of this change for her career there was no way I was going to pass this up. So, let me tell you all who Luciana Verdoza is…
Luciana is NOT someone you can just cast aside in meaningless four-way nonsense like the OLD REGIME of this company was trying to do for her.
Luciana is not just A star… she’s THE star… and those headlines she read out loud? PREMATURE! After all, it’s not that she doesn’t have it anymore it’s that… well… the old regime… they were… “incompetent” with their job because they were so narrow-minded. That’s not going to happen anymore. Luciana is NOT your message bitch, Galactic Wrestling and things are going to change around here. You want your scoop from her? You’ve got to go through me! So… I’m ready to raise hell again, aren’t you, Luciana?
Luciana: Hell yes! This second and final change will…
Allison: Final? No, girl… there’s a part three to this.
Luciana: Really?
Allison: Yes… because in two weeks… I have a hell of a surprise for YOU!
Luciana is curiously intrigued by this.
Allison: No worries, I’ve got the public relations end… you just worry about the wrestling. Just like old times, huh?
Luciana: Just like old times!
Allison: Tonight, my client and my best friend is going to show her three opponents EXACTLY what kind of star she is WITHOUT being anchored by incompetence. So get ready for that match, Luciana. I have a feeling that’s going to go well for you.
Luciana smirks and laughs before disappearing from the scene, leaving Allison smiling to herself before the scene cuts out.
There’s a feeling-out process in the early going, the very different talents taking part in this match trying to see who will make the first move. Legion proves to be the least patient, driving her skull into Luciana’s and dropping Pulsar and Nicky with a double-clothesline when they go to attack. The massive woman lets out a roar, going for Verdoza, who is pulled to her feet. Throwing off Leigon’s grip, Verdoza hits a surprise superkick that stuns Legion, leaving her open for a running forearm that staggers but does not drop her! A second likewise knocks her loopy but not down! A third attempt sees Luciana caught in a goozle, prepped for a chokeslam, before a revived Pulsar goes for the right leg of Legion and Nicky follows with a headscissors DDT! Just like that, all three of her opponents are mauling her, ending the beating by tossing her out of the ring! Not one to share glory, Nicky thumbs Pulsar in the eye the moment she turns back and then charges Luciana, bullying her into the corner and throwing chops against her chest. Verdoza takes several of these before lifting a leg to block a Silver charge, sending her staggering back. Undeterred, Silver goes for a spear and almost eats turnbuckle for her trouble before Luciana lands on her back and rolls her up for a near-fall.
Silver comes up in a fury and walks right into a palm strike from Pulsar when she gets locked on to Luciana. A PRINCESS POWER LARIAT follows, knocking Nicky down and allowing Pulsar to hit a leaping elbow. Luciana is watching, half-amused, when she suddenly falls to the mat, dragged out of the ring by Legion! Yanked out beneath the ropes, Luciana lands on her feet somehow, ducking a big boot from the nearly six-foot-tall powerhouse. A back kick to the gut slows Legion but she counters out of a Russian leg sweep with a few fierce elbows before scooping Verdoza up and dropping her gut-first on the ringside barricade! Back in the ring, Pulsar and Silver are slugging it out, barely noticing that Legion has returned before a double front dropkick sends both to the canvas! Legion singles out Pulsar but gets more of fight than she bargained for, with a jawbreaker and a spin kick leaving the monster reeling! Pulsar goes for her INTERGALACTIC ELBOW but Legion sidesteps and she blasts Nicky instead! Whipping around, Pulsar walks right into the RONIN’S SWORD, giving Legion the first elimination of the match!
Nicky is on Legion a moment later, leapt on the big woman’s back and clawing at her face and eyes! Legion, flailing blindly, fails to dislodge Silver until Luciana tackles them both to the mat, Legion coming down hard on top of Silver. Grabbing her by the ring gear, Luciana hurls Silver out of the ring, at this point wanting no one to take the piece of the woman’s hide that Verdoza has claimed as her own! While still on one knee, Legion is spiked with a DDT before being Irish-whipped into the corner and hit with a splash! She staggers out and Luciana hits her signature corkscrew neckbreaker only for Silver to break up the pin at two! This again draws the ire of Verdoza, leading to a slugfest! Nicky gets the better of it with a few unanswered closed fists before kicking Luciana’s knee from under her and driving a knee into the side of her head, very nearly getting a three-count! Frustrated, she gets back to her feet and measures Luciana for THE SILVER BULLET when she’s waylaid by Legion! Ducking the black mist from the monstrous woman, Nicky spikes her with the QUICK SILVER! Getting up and talking trash to the downed Legion, she turns a second too late as Luciana comes off the top with ARRIVEDERCI!, dropping Silver and eliminating her from the match!
Legion, just now coming around from Nicky’s attack, knocks Luciana down with a spinning roundhouse kick! Verdoza is out of sorts for a few moments after this, recklessly charging Legion and driving her into the corner, throwing a few shoulders into her midsection for good measure. Legion fires back with a big uppercut and a running clothesline, taking Luciana down hard. The more violence she hands out, the more intense and amped up that Legion seems to become! Fingers going to her throat, she seeks to use the KNIGHT’S AXE to put Verdoza down and actually succeeds in hitting her with the black mist! When she grabs Verdoza for the Kimura, though, she shrieks in pain as Luciana on reflex twists out of her not-yet-locked grip and brings Legion to the mat with a modified armbar! Legion’s long legs allow her to get to the ropes after a few excruciating momnents, shaking out her arm while Luciana still tries to regain full sight! Going for her tenacious opponent again, Legion throws another high kick and Luciana ducks at the last moment, getting in under the leg of Legion and hoisting her up to deliver a powerbomb for a LONG two! Legionr recovers quickly and sends Luciana into the corner only for her to stop herself at the ropes and fire back a superkick at her massive opponent! Quickly vaulting to the top and rubbing her eyes once more, Verdoza comes off at the still-stunned Legion with another ARRIVEDERCI!, driving Legion skull-first to the mat and giving Luciana the win!
Pet comes with many a delay and excuse as the bell rings, keeping Dona stewing and hungry for carnage. When Rotten has finally had enough of the stalling, she charges Pet, who bails from the ring and takes her on a merry chase all around it, up the ramp and nearly to the backstage area! En route, someone hands Pet a cane and she turns on a dime, driving the whippy stick right into the midsection of the Ascendant Champion! Preening around the doubled-over Rotten, Pet yells all about her superiority at the painted champion… who lifts her head and screams laughter into Pet’s face! Shocked into stillness for a moment, allowing Dona to rock her with a short-arm lariat that sends Pet down hard! One of her harem leaps from their planted spot behind the railing to attack Dona, but after shaking them off she drives a boot into the side of their head, sending them flailing to the floor! But in those few moments, Pet has regained her feet and is bolting from the Ascendant Champion!
Through the curtains and doors, the feisty redhead keeps distance between her and the sprinting, cackling Dona. She tries shoving a door into the champ’s face but Dona kicks it open, knocking Pet to the floor. Scooting back on her rear, all that latex clothing making a squeak for every inch, Pet tries to beg off from a taunting Dona… who apparently makes a ‘Rubbermaid trash can’ comment in the midst of it if the shrieking tantrum that Pet unleashes is any indicator! Scrambling up to her feet as Rotten laughs, Pet yanks a fire extinguisher off the wall and belts Dona with it, sending her to the floor! Yelling that she’s not a trash can, Pet sprays Dona with the container, then whacks her across the back with it, rolling Dona over and going for a pin, getting a two-count. Slapping the floor in anger, Pet wildly looks around and, seeing a rack of folding chairs and tables, she tries to bring it down on the frosted and writhing Dona! Yelling at some of her other well-placed haremites to give her a hand, Pet takes too long to get the thing dropped and Dona scrambles out of the way just in time… picking up one of the fallen chairs and almost taking a haremite’s head off with it!
Pet goes scurrying again but snatches up a chair of her own, leading to a bit of a duel with the steel furniture! The meta seating clashes together several times before a big swing from Dona sends enough shockwaves down Pet’s arms that she drops her own weapon. Driving the top of it into Pet’s stomach, Dona brings the weapon down against her back and tries for a pin of her own, earning a two. A DDT onto the same chair also gets a two, albeit a longer one, with Dona chuckling at her opponent’s toughness. She sets Pet up for a PUNK-PLEX but Pet fights her way out, raking the eyes and face of Dona with likely-to-be sharpened nails. Growling in pain, Dona still stumbles after Pet, who grabs her by the arm and whips her hard into a soda machine… so hard in fact that a couple cans dispense from it! Picking up one of them, Pet scoffs at it (it obviously isn’t her brand) and slams it into the head of Dona, sending carbonated sugar water everywhere! Pouring the rest over top of Rotten’s head, Pet grabs Dona’s head under her arm and drives the top of it into the side of the machine before bouncing her face off the side of it! She even hair-mares Dona into it, the champion dropping on her head and shoulders, but even folded up in half with the pinning predicament, she finds a way out before three!
Pet screeches at the referee that that should have been a three-count but gets shown two fingers defiantly! Fingers clutched in her own hair, Pet stomps her foot and yells more… before catching a fastball of a soda can right to the side of the head! She drops like a cut tree, slumping against the machine as Dona, wobbly but smirking, ‘blows out the fire’ on her hand with a grin. Grabbing Pet by the hair and yanking her up, Dona pulls her into the PUNK-PLEX… and somehow Pet gets a shoulder up before the three! Duly impressed, Dona picks her up again and rears back to unleash her green mist, inadvertently hitting the official! Surprised for a moment, but then clearly feeling that the zebra should have stayed out of her way, Dona turns back to Pet… who grabs one of the chairs and drives it up between Rotten’s legs! That certainly brings expression to the champion’s face and she drops to her knees in obvious pain! Pet lets out a shrill whistle and three more members of her harem arrive, joining her in battering Dona while Pet puts a foot on her back to keep her in place, calling her ‘the real trash’! The Haremites are having their way when, off in the near distance, an animalistic snarl is heard. Four heads turn in that direction and the camera pans over to show a very big dog and a very lovely lady standing next to it, arms folded. Pet’s jaw goes slack and the three Haremites go wide-eyed as the woman says a single word, her hand alighting on the dog’s head.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: FETCH!
One of the Haremites bolts, running away top speed as Oni chases after her, snapping and snarling. Pet, furious, puts her hands on her hips and glares at Lyra.
Pet: Who the HELL do you think YOU are?!
Lyra: The Alpha Huntress, squeaky.
Pet: Get her. Get her! GET HER~!
Dona is barely recovering as the other two Haremites, feeling better about this without a massive canine snapping at them, charge Lyra! She drills one of them with a WOLF FANG, the other catching a BRAINDEAD to the jaw. Pet, in another screaming-and-stomping tantrum, denands that the referee throw Lyra out, only for her to remind the challenger that she didn’t do it to her Haremites, so why should she do it now?! Dona, back on her feet, rises behind Pet, who figuratively rolls up her sleeves and goes at Lyra. Lyra takes one step back with a grin as Pet’s eyes go wide upon feeling Dona’s arms wrap around her from the rear.
Dona: What YOU need, bitch, is a HUG!
Seconds later, Dona throws Pet into that poor soda machine with a huge PUNK-PLEX! Lyra claps her hands as Oni comes back along, dragging the third Haremite by the collar of their shirt, snarling all the way while the woman shrieks and struggles! Dona, laughing, drops down and pins Pet, getting the one-two-three!
Chrysanthe Kanelos: And there you have it, Miss Cassidy. I understand that this is a tough decision to make, so I am more than willing to give you the time you need. Consider. You need not answer until Discovery #6.
An hour after her match, Aubrey Cassidy is in the office of the new Discovery GM, Chrysanthe Kanelos. Her form blocks most of what’s on the desk, but what we can see are three briefcases, each with presumably different contents. Chrysanthe rises from her chair, closing them one at a time and putting them away as Aubrey nods and takes her leave without a word, obviously thinking hard about her decision. Chrysanthe watches her leave with a smile, turning as her phone starts to ring. She picks it up and answers cheerily.
Chrysanthe: This is Miss Kanelos! Oh, Mrs. Rhodes! I’m happy to hear from you!
The conversation is fairly one-sided as Chrysanthe listens, nodding and making short responses where necessary. In the midst of this there’s a knock on her door and she gestures for someone to come in.
Chrysanthe: Yes, ma’am… no problems yet. Oh, I am aware. What? Mrs. LeVeux-Donavan?
A quick glance is given to the cameraman before the smile returns to the Grecian’s face and she re-focuses on the conversation at hand.
Chrysanthe: Oh, I think that’s better discussed in private. She herself insisted. Mm-hmm. At the door? Oh, I’ve a guest. Yes, from back home. Mm-hmm…
And so on and so forth. With an apologetic smile to the older, well-dressed gentleman who had just arrived at her office, the General Manager finds a way out of the call.
Chrysanthe: Yes, ma’am… I’ll call again as soon as the show is over. Mm-hmm. Yes, of course. Yes… good-bye!
Putting the phone down with a sigh and a smile, she turns to the salt-and-pepper-haired man, tall and broadly built, going over to him and giving him a massive hug.
Chrysanthe: Patéras… you did not have to come all this way, you know.
Aleksander Kanelos: Did I not, kukla? You would prefer I let your mother have my hide for not checking on you?
He smiles jokingly as he returns Chrysanthe’s embrace before stepping back with his hands on her shoulder, looking upon his daughter with equal parts pride and concern.
Aleksander: This is a very important undertaking for you, Chrysanthe. With you being limited by your condition…
There is a pause, then…
Aleksander: ...this was the best way for you to still be part of the business. But the closer you are to it, the greater the temptation. Hence your mother’s worry and her sending me here.
Chrysanthe: And because it is out of love and concern is the reason why I do not send you back to her with a stern message and an apology for being so stern. But you also came here for your own concerns. You’re worried that I’ll break my promise.
Silence reigns for several moments this time. Aleksander is unable to meet his daughter’s gaze for overly long before shrugging and chuckling with a nod.
Aleksander: You are my blood, kukla. The temptation would shake me, too. But you gave your word and I trust your wold. Perhaps… I merely needed to hear it one more time to set my aged worries at ease, hm?
Chrysanthe: That I can forgive. And as much as I hate to shoo you away, I do have a show to run!
Aleksander: Say no more, my dear. I shall see you soon.
They embrace once more and Chrysanthe sees him out the door. Closing it behind her, she returns to her desk and, after a pause, picks up a framed photo… no doubt a family picture. She gazes upon it fondly, if a little sadly, before returning to her duties.
Sensing the blood in the water, Fire & Ice try to put Iphy away quickly, using quick tags and double-team moves to wear down the tough Grecian. A big missile dropkick from Fire in the midst of Iphy’s brawl with Ice sends her right out of the ring, though the referee admonishes Fire & Ice for flouting the rules. The official is all but ignored as Fire gets a running start and is launched over the top by Ice… right onto Iphy who catches and drives Fire into the barricade with a modified powerslam! The crowd, and the challengers, are shocked by Iphy’s show of power and awareness and she turns to the ring, daring Ice to come make something of it! When she backs off a step, Iphy grabs Fire by the hair and bounces her head off the railing and then yanks her back-first into it, again turning to dare Ice to come on down! Seeing her partner get beaten around gets through to her and Ice leaves the ring, going right at Iphy and the two women again start slugging it out! This time, Iphy gets the best of it and whips Ice into the steps. She makes ready to charge her and gets tripped by a recovering Fire! Iphy stops herself from head-firsting into the steel and that’s enough to let Ice grab her for an IMPLANT DDT on the floor!
Fire & Ice roll Iphy back into the ring and Fire tags off to her partner with Ice coming in and chop-blocking Iphy as she gets to her feet! Another chop block follows, then a dragon screw leg whip and a series of stomps to the leg to further soften up the Binary Champion! She tags Fire back in and then drive the knee of Iphy into the canvas as one, leaving the champ howling in pain. Fire clamps on a kneebar and tries to draw a submission out of Iphy, but the tough Grecian finds a way to the ropes to break things up, leading Fire to hold on a few more seconds just to punish the defiance. Sending Iphy into the buckles, Fire charges in with a back elbow, then kicks the leg from under her again, leaving to the apron and setting up for a springboard forearm. Iphy, ducking at the last moment, turns as Fire rolls and comes up to her feet, Iphy brings her over with a snap suplex, getting a two-count after the float-over pin! Bridging on one leg with a belly-to-back suplex, Iphy gets a second near fall! Still on one leg, she delivers a hangwoman’s neckbreaker and this time Ice is worried enough that she breaks up the pin herself!
The referee hustles Ice out of the ring and Iphy, using her bad leg, hits a pump kick on Fire, sending her to the mat yet again! It does its damage but the champion tries to power through… and gets pulled into an inside cradle! She kicks out at two and Fire makes the tag to Ice, who comes in with a rolling neck snap and a big elbow drop to the seated Iphy, getting a near-fall of her own. Iphy tries for a butterfly suplex but Ice attacks the leg, tripping her down and putting on an ankle lock! Again Iphy is forced to try and reach the ropes. Fire drops down to the floor and, at the ropes nearest the champion, pulls them away to keep them out of Iphy’s reach! That is, until the referee sees and makes Ice break the hold, leading to an argument! Using the distraction, Iphy wraps Ice into the CLUTCH OF THE TITANS! Ice screams in the midst of the hold, trying to wrench free as Iphy pulls tighter. Fire, having none of this, delivers a nasty punt to the head of Iphy while she’s focused on Ice, near knocking her out! Dragging Ice to their corner, Fire tags hreself in legally and the team delivers MELT AWAY to the battered champion, taking the win and the Binary Championships!
Back in her office, Chrysanthe is watching the proceedings with great interest, her reaction to the recent match being a smile and a knowing nod. She picks up her phone a few moments later and makes a call. It takes a moment for an answer to come through on the other side, but once it does, she wastes no time getting going.
Chrysanthe Kanelos: Once the trainers are done with Iphy Kopadi, send her to my office please. Thank you.
Putting the phone down, she considers the picture she’d been gazing upon earlier when there comes a knock to her door.
Chrysanthe: Come in!
One of the agents makes his way in, a young man with glasses and an easy smile. He nods to Chrysanthe, sliding down his headset and bringing up the clipboard in his hand.
Rodger Harris: Miss Kanelos, there’s… a bit of a situation backstage. It seems that Pet is very unhappy about the outcome of her match and is screeching about suing and bringing this place down and what-have- you.
Raising a brow, Chrysanthe smiles.
Chrysanthe: You make it sound like this is run-of-the-mill, Rodger. So why bring it to my attention?
Rodger: Because she’s demanding that you personally do something about it and, I quote, ‘put that mangy mongrel who bit my harem member down!’, unquote.
Rolling her eyes, Chrysanthe sighs.
Chrysanthe: You know, I told Lyra earlier that that dog of hers, beautiful creature that he is, might get her in trouble. I assume Pet has been trying to get to my office for some time? Things were very noisy earlier; I almost couldn’t focus on the match.
Rodger: Yes, ma’am.
Chrysanthe: And things got quiet because…?
Rodger: She was raising enough hell that we told her we would call local law enforcement and have her taken in for disturbing the peace and causing a scene if she didn’t calm down.
Chrysanthe: So she simply left? Before the show was even over?
Rodger: Yes, ma’am.
Rubbing her temples, Chrysanthe takes a slow, cleansing breath. Now was not the time to get hyper.
Chrysanthe: I”m going to have to have words with that young lady. Nevertheless, thank you for bringing it to my attention. And what of Lyra and Donna and the puppy?
Rodger: They’re still about.
Chrysanthe: Keep an eye on them, would you please? I have to be at ringside for the main event.
Rodger: Yes, ma’am.
With Rodger leaving the office, Chrysanthe gets to her feet and runs her hands down the front of her jacket and skirt. She has the look of excitement that is almost childish in its innocence but knowing in its tone. Her first main event in her first night as GM; the young scion of the Kanelos family is quite eager. She leaves the office as cameras cut away.
Despite strife between them in the ring and on social media over the last couple of months, Azurine and Samantha shake hands before the start of the match. The two women lock up and immediately the champion puts the pressure on Azzy, forcing her back and into the ropes. A clean break is given but Azzy does appear a bit miffed by the force applied by Hamiltion. They lock up again and Vebbins goes low, looking to bring Samantha over with a firewoman’s carry; the champion puts a stop to this in a hurry, trapping Azzy in a front facelock and bringing her down to the mat. The two women, despite their usual style in the ring, seem content to feel one another out with a little technical back-and-forth. Azzy twists out of Sam’s grip and a football-style kick is swung toward Hamilton’s melon. She leans back just in time, tripping Azzy to the mat and getting a quick one-count. Azzy kips up after this and hops over another arm sweep from the champion, hitting a DDT on the kneeling Samantha for a two-count. Trapping the champion in a front facelock of her own, Azzy rolls Samantha back and forth and even resorts to rubbing her face into the mat, showing a little of her saucy side before drilling Sam with a running knee strike. Despite the impacts, Sam gets to her feet quickly enough and Azzy has to resort to a springboard double axe handle to take the champion down!
Vebbins tries to keep Sam down, not wanting it to turn into a fight for obvious reasons. That means laying in clubbing strikes and hit-and-run tactics to wear Sam down while staying out of reach. But at six feet tall, Samantha has quite the distance and she eventually stops Azzy’s onslaught, catching her challenger’s leg when a superkick is attempted. Smartly going for an enzuigiri, Azurine swings her leg up and over but the Adorkable Angel finds herself in a worse position when Hamilton ducks and just shoves her leg up, causing Azzy to flip over and land on her back, right where Sam can drop a long leg across her throat and chest! She stays where she is for a one-count, knowing the pin wouldn’t hold and perhaps trying to have a little fun and rile up her challenger. Sam pulls her up and grabs her by the neck with both hands, hurling her into the corner and following up with a facewash that drives a long leg past Azzy’s jaw. Drawing herself back, Sam snares the arm and yanks a woozy Azzy forward, delivering DIVINE PUNISHMENT for a near-fall! Smiling a little, Sam keeps right on, enjoying the fight in Azzy… until she goes for the eyes. Vebbins delivers a bridged Northern Lights suplex after, but only gets a near-fall.
Samantha comes up after the suplex, weathered but still fighting. Azzy ducks a big boot and evades a clothesline, looking for a German suplex. Having none of this, Sam elbows her way out, but Azzy catches her arm on the third swing, using a half-nelson suplex and again bridging into a pin. From there, each and every move sees Vebbins try to keep Sam down for three, methodically wearing the champion down. The Titaness uses more energy and the counts get longer and longer… yet the champion still finds a way to fight back. A blistering right hand from Sam finally rocks Azzy to the point where she can’t follow up, though the two do start slugging it out again as old hate rises again and they remember the heat between them. It’s hard to tell, but both Samantha and Azurine are talking some serious noise between trying to rattle one another’s molars. Something Samantha says enhances the fire within Vebbins and she lunges in with a headbutt, rocking the champ! Bounding to the top rope, she leaps at and brings the champ down with a beautiful spinning headscissors takedown, sending Hamilton across the ring! Measuring the champ, Azzy goes at her with a leaping forearm, driving Sam into the corner! The crowd is fired up, half for each side it seems, but the Azzy side is getting louder!
Saluting those cheering her name, Azzy swings into a CRUCIFIX DDT on the champion and comes within a hair of a three-count; stopped by Samantha’s leg going over the bottom rope! Realizing how close she was, Azzy doubles-down and goes up top, looking for a flying clothesline. Though heavily weathered, Samantha is able to roll forward and duck the move. Azzy, lithely, rolls upon landing herself to come up to her feet. Turning on a dime, she charges the champion who catches her with an arm across the chest, driving her to the mat with a modified STO! With nothing left in her lungs at that moment, Vebbins is easily pulled up and positioned for the ZEUS’S WRATH, but like the champion she finds the drive to kick out just before three! Sam is rightly shocked though she keeps her focus, trying this time to set up for the WRATH OF THE TITANS on the challenger. Azzy back body drops her before the arms are locked, buying herself some time as she drops to her knees, a hand going to her shoulder. Turning on Sam, Azzy locks in the full nelson to set up her PEARLY GATEKEEPER but Sam struggles her way out, getting an arm free and grabbing Azzy by the head, dropping down for a modified stunner! On her feet but severely unsteady, Azzy takes a swing at Sam which the champion ducks, booting her in the midsection and delivering WRATH OF THE TITANS for the three-count and the successful title defense!
Rising from her seat at ringside, Chrysanthe applauds both the champion and the challenger who, despite the heatedness of some parts of the match, seem to have earned a little respect for one another. Entering the ring, she presents the champion with the title and raises her arm up high. She likewise shakes the hand of the challenger, as well, likewise impressed with Azzy's tenacity. Giving Samantha all the time she needs to soak in the adulation she's earned, Chrysanthe remains in the corner until such time as it is proper to bring up the microphone.
Chrysanthe Kanelos: Well, fans, I think it's fair to say that Discovery is BACK!
Loud cheers from the masses, bringing a wider smile to the GM's face.
Chrysanthe: But is it better? Time will tell on that one. However, though I am a patient woman, I am ready for that time to be now. And as such, I think it is LONG past time that Discovery had a pay-per-view to call their own!
Again, the crowd goes a bit nuts for this. More so, Chrysanthe has the attention of her Galactic Champion as well. She makes a gesture to the backstage area...
Chrysanthe: At this moment I would like the roster to come out onto the stage for this!
Which they do, though some of the group looks less than pleased to be so near to the others whose lives they made hell earlier in the evening. Once they are all assembled, with Samantha going up to the front to join them alongside Azzy and the others, Chrysanthe turns to address her roster directly.
Chrysanthe: Discovery #5 is in the books. Carrying on, we will see Discovery #6 in two weeks as well as #7 and #8 along the same timeline. But... two weeks after Discovery #8, we will present our first pay-per-view, Destiny's Gate! And as of tonight, I think we all know what our main event is going to be: Samantha Hamilton will defend her Galactic Championship against none other than Luciana Verdoza!
The fans are into this idea, as is Samantha, who turns to look as Luciana comes to join her at the front of the stage. She eyes the title hungrily, then meets the eyes of the Titaness, offering her hand to the tall blond. With a grin, the Shieldmaiden accepts the gesture and holds the belt up high as the two clasp hands in a show of respect!
Chrysanthe: And if that isn't enough for you, well... how about a Binary Championship match as well! Fire & Ice, your new champions, will tangle with Bandit and Bullet of the Shieldmaidens with the gold on the line! What do you say, Philly?!
Philly says 'awesome!' in no uncertain terms! Already there's jaw-jacking and threats going back and forth between the two sides on the ramp, though they stop short of getting physical for now. Chrysanthe, hardly bothered by this, looks on with a satisfied grin. Then she brings up the mic one last time.
Chrysanthe: Of course, that's far from all... but let's save a little to be revealed en route, such as who Dona Rotten will be defending against... and who else might be in line for a shot at gold and glory! Thank you, everyone, for making our return special! We'll see you in two weeks for Discovery #6!
The show comes to a raucous close with anticipation heavy in the air!
[Match 1: Battle Royale!]
The match begins with all six competitors already in the ring. Lluvia makes herself the early aggressor, attacking Kamilia Rose with a running forearm that lights the fuse on six-way melee! Being that the rules are over-the-top-rope, Lluvia wastes no time dragging Kamilia up, aided by Wendy House, trying to take the young blonde out of the match early. Jenn Drew makes the save, leaping on Lluvia and Wendy with a running start. This draws the attention of Cane, leading to a bit of a slugfest between the two women. Kamila breaks out and narrowly avoids a charge from Rose Phobos. Going chest-first into the ropes, the slight young woman is laid into by an intense Kamilia and only find respite through the unlikely aid of Aubrey Cassidy. Kamila turns her attention to Cassidy, backing her up with chops and sending her into the ropes where Cassidy catches herself and makes a very rude gesture to Kamila! Baited, she charges in and gets caught in a nasty AUBREY DRIVER that sends all the air of Rose’s lungs!
Phobos, having backed up onto the ropes during this, comes off at a high angle with a cross body that takes Cassidy down! Meanwhile, Jenn Drew, who has been quiet and looking to pick her spot, runs up on Lluvia and Wendy, attacking both from behind! Lluvia is sent through the ropes to the floor, which doesn’t draw an elimination, allowing Jenn to focus on Wendy. The converse is true, however, and Wendy surprises Drew with a forearm uppercut, rocking her from the jaw up! Scoop-slamming Drew to the mat, Drew gives a little shake and shimmy before delivering WENDY’S ELBOW to the downed woman! Pleased with herself, she kicks dust on the supine Jenn, turning barely in time to avoid a running kick from Cassidy! She had disposed of Phobos with a face-first drop to the top turnbuckle and now looked to exert her will on Wendy! Lluvia rolls back in as Jenn gets to her feet and the two nod to one another as House and Cassidy brawl, charging them and looking to pull off a double-elimination! Cassidy, however, catches herself on the apron and grabs Lluvia by the head, driving it into the skull of Jenn while House takes an unlucky fall to the floor, being the first eliminated!
Rose leaps on Cassidy’s back as soon as she gets back into the ring, pounding and clawing at the larger woman’s face! The brief moment of teamwork between Lluvia and Jenn is done at this point and they leap at each other like starving wildcats! Kamila, regaining her bearings now, looks for just the right moment to strike and finds it when Cassidy finally throws off the tenacious Phobos! She pounces on Cassidy herself, locking in ROSE’S THORN, trying to squeeze the breath out of Aubrey! Phobos attacks again and now it’s the two roses trying to batter the big Texan! They get her to the ropes and here Kamila lets go, working with Phobos to try and dump Aubrey! Lluvia sneaks in at this moment, tossing Phobos! Feeling the weight shift, Aubrey pounds on Kamila until the blonde lets go, grabbing her around the throat and chokeslamming her over the ropes and upon the ring apron before kicking her to the floor atop Phobos, bringing the match down to Cassidy, Cane and Drew… the latter two again converging on Aubrey! This time, though, Aubrey is ready and sends Lluvia over the top where she catches herself on the apron… that is, until a side-stepped spear causes Drew to eliminate Cane!
Cassidy hoists up a distracted Drew by the waist, trying to heave her over the top but getting elbowed back by the desperate Jenn! A step-up enzuigiri pastes Aubrey, heard up in the cheap seats as it brings her down to a knee! Drew aims a running knee at her adversary and knocks her into the second rope, the larger woman draped over it! Running up and getting some height off of Cassidy’s own back, Jenn drops an elbow to the base of the woman’s spine, leaving Aubrey yelling in pain! Pulling her up by the hair, Jenn shoves Cassidy into the ropes, trying to dump her over! Aubrey fights back against it, but is draped over the top rope now, in the dangerous part of limbo! Jenn gets a running start and hits a dropkick between the top and middle ropes to the upside-down chest of Aubrey, leaving her on the apron but still in the match! A triangle dropkick follows and Cassidy is down but still not to the floor! Another charge from Drew sees a shoulder thrust from Aubrey catch her in the midsection with the weakened Cassidy attempting to elevate Jenn up and over with a back body drop! Catching herself, the two women slug it out on the apron before, ducking a wild elbow from Jenn, Cassidy backs off a few paces before hitting a short-range WRATH OF A LOPEZ, the impact enough to knock Jenn to the floor!
[Winner: Aubrey Cassidy via over-the-top-rope elimination at 21:18!]
[Segment One: A Few Words from the Boss!]
[Segment One: A Few Words from the Boss!]
Weathered and worn, Aubrey still celebrates her victory while, at the top of the ramp, the new Discovery GM, Chrysanthe Kanelos, is standing with a microphone under her arm and a smile on her lips. She applauds Aubrey’s victory before bringing the microphone up to her lips.
Chrysanthe Kanelos: A well-earned win, Miss Cassidy. Now I suppose there’s the matter of that special gift, but how about we give you a little time to savor this glory before we discuss that, hm? Come on down to my office a little later and you’ll get your prize!
Leaving it at that, she turns and departs, leaving an eager Cassidy wondering and watching before heading up the ramp herself.
[Segment Two: Mothers of Destruction!]
Even a week removed from Battle Beyond the Stars, Lyra LeVeux-Donavan looked like she'd been put through a meat grinder. Twice. Bruised and battered, but not forsaking her bright, eager smile, she strides down the backstage area of the Wells Fargo center. Drawing more than a few stares from the crew and other visitors, which surely had nothing to do with the Gothic schoolgirl outfit, the Enterprise star kept on moving as though she belonged on Discovery. And from the looks of things, no one was going to tell her otherwise.
Rounding the corner, Lyra put a hand up to 'shield' her eyes, peering about before finally settling on something in the near-distance. Dona Rotten, the Ascendant Title over her shoulder, shooting the shit with a few lucky backstage-pass-bearing fans, was for the moment oblivious to her cohort's presence. That is, until Lyra tapped her on the shoulder with a sweetly-evil grin.
Lyra LeVeux-Doanvan: This the line for black lipstick smooches?
Dona perks up, she wasn't expecting visitors, let alone a friendly. She would know that voice anywhere, there was no doubt that it was Lyra Donavan.
Dona Rotten: I mean, it's not. But, for you? I think we can make an exception.
Turning to Lyra, Dona jokingly puckers up, before letting her face settle into a grin. This day was getting more awesome by the minute. Tracing Lyra with her eye, it was apparent she'd just gone through hell, but it seemed as if she'd enjoyed it, and Dona wasn't in surprised in the least.
Dona: Jesus, I'd hate to see what the other chick looks like right about now. God damn, is it good to see you. How you been...bumps and bruises aside?
Lyra: Fresh from my niece and nephew's wedding. Was a good time, no doubt. I remembered in the midst of it all that I promised you a visit so... here I am!
Her eyes do go to that title over her friend's shoulder, but not in an envious way. More of an... admiring way. A display of pride for her fellow Mother of Destruction.
Lyra: So... you and the glorified trash bag tonight, hmm? Any special plans for her, or are you just going to aim for something like this?
She points out the staples in her forehead hidden by her bangs, no doubt one of the side effects of getting smacked into the backside of a Jeep at 30mph. Her eyes instinctively shoot to the staples, her grin stretching wider. Thoughts of what she wanted to do to Pet running rampant, in Dona's head.
Dona: Maybe, all I know is she is in for a shock. She thinks she's got some advantage. She doesn't know me, not like you do.
Now staring off into space, Dona fantasizes the horrors she wants to inflict upon Pet, but is finally able to snap herself back to reality.
Dona: Yeah, anyway. It's great to see you! I knew you said you'd make the trip, didn't think it would be so soon, I am so amped to see you. Speaking of glorified trash bags, any plans for Kate?
Lyra: Well, love, where it comes to little Katie-poo...
She puts an arm around her friend's shoulder, the two taking a walk from near catering to the hallway, enjoying one another's company as only the Mothers of Destruction can.
Lyra: I look at it like this: if whatever's left of her has any sense of self-preservation, she won't speak my fucking name... else I'll come busting out of her bathroom mirror like a darker, sexier Bloody Mary and leave pieces of her clogging the drain.
Winking with a saucy grin, Lyra keeps right on.
Lyra: No, at this point I want us to match. I want gold. Either that or a transfer over here so you can I can wreak havoc together, know what I mean?
Nodding in agreement, as they continue down their trek. Dona couldn't argue, her best matches in recent memories were with Lyra, and she'd no doubt love to team up.
Dona: Ya know, I like it. Either way, we get in a ring together again. Make each other hurt, beat way to know you're living.
Thoughts of previous battles creep in, and Dona shutters a bit, those were brutal, and it needed to happen again. Still, Mothers of Destruction had been hyped up, and she kind of wanted to see that come to fruition as well.
Dona: Yeah, I dig it. Wreck some bitches, maybe get some shiny new hardware in the process. What's not to love?
Lyra: Our opponents can answer that one... when their jaws aren't wired anymore.
Both women laugh at their own dark humor and evil enthusiasm. However, they've arrived at their destination, or at least Lyra's: the office of one Chrysanthe Kanelos. Dona looks between her friend and the door, raising a brow. With a grin, albeit a more serious one, Lyra winks at the Ascendant Champion.
Lyra: Figured I might as well have a chat with the new captain. See if she's... agreeable.
Ideas start formulating, was this really happening? Dona thought to herself, it was as though this was the best day ever, and looking forward to her match, she thought it could only get better.
Dona: Oh, fucking YES! I hope she is, because this...would...ROCK!
Her excitement was clear as day, and she wasn't even attempting to hide it. There was so much damage the two of them could do, and she wanted to test it, no, she needed it. Be agreeable, Dona kept thinking to herself, her mind like an echo chamber.
Dona: Hey, here's hoping, right?
Lyra: Most certainly.
The two friends part ways each with a kiss on the other's cheek and Lyra wishing Dona luck against Pet later in the night before knocking and entering the office.
[Match 2: Tornado Tag Team Match!]
The Shieldmaidens lower the boom as soon as the bell rings, battering both Aurora and Jennifer with heavy shots. Alex keeps it to her usual brawling style but Jackie takes to the air, wiping out the larger Aurora with a crossbody from the top rope! Aurora, however, holds on and rolls through, coming up with Jackie in her arms and delivering a Michinoku driver for a quick two-count! The impact gets the attention of Alex, allowing a brief resurgence for Jennifer, snapping off an enzuigiri that drops Alex to a knee and hitting a basement dropkick to knock her the rest of the way down! Aurora takes over on Jackie, using her power advantage to toss ‘Bandit’ around the ring. It only lasts for so long, though, as Jackie catches herself on the rope and low-bridges a charging Zambrotta right out of the ring! Alex joins Jackie in battering on Jennifer at this point, taking full advantage of the tornado tag rules and almost putting her away before Aurora makes the save after a double-brainbuster.
Aurora pulls Alex up and hurls her into the turnbuckles with both hands, charging after her but eating corner padding when Alex slips away. A backcracker follows, leaving Zambrotta arched up on the mat. Jackie, laying the boots to Jennifer, tries to Irish whip her into her downed partner but Jennifer reverses and sends her toward Alex! The Shieldmaidens stop themselves before colliding owing to their stellar chemistry, but the distraction is enough; Aurora levels both at the same time with a massive spear, though neither her pin of Alex or Jennifer’s of Jackie draws a three-count! The Maidens are still feeling the impact, though, and stereo suplexes and leg drops on both women keep them in dire straits… though no three-count comes of it all. Jackie, finding her second wind, sends Jennifer hurtling toward Aurora, who catches her partner, scoops her up and tosses her at the blonde Maiden! Bandit goes down hard but Bullet is back in the mix at this point, chopping Aurora down by attacking the leg and then driving a running knee into the side of her head! Zambrotta goes down from this, woozy, and as such can do little to help Jennifer. The ‘Lady Dream’ battles back against the Shieldmaidens, but teamwork and experience win the day via VOTE WITH A BULLET.
[Winner: The Shieldmaidens via pinfall at 13:27!]
[Segment Three: Luciana Speaks!]
Luciana Verdoza is leaning against the wall reading from a sheet of paper that is amusing her. Of course, reverting to her natural brunette locks is drawing attention enough but the biggest difference between her now and before is that she seems to be quite angry as that amused smirk turns into a scowl before she speaks her mind.
Luciana Verdoza: I’ve been taking a beating in the press…
“Luciana should have just stayed in Milan”
“Luciana is ruining her wrestling legacy in Galactic Wrestling and should have never bothered coming out of retirement.”
“Luciana Verdoza, once a four-time world champion that dominated the wrestling scene… has been reduced to a massive joke in Galactic Wrestling being squashed by Jasmine Matthews and being pinned in a tornado tag to lose the match for her team”
“Luciana is an embarrassment that does not deserve the opportunity she has in front of her for Re:Discovery”
Luciana lets out an annoyed scoff as she tears the paper into pieces.
Luciana: You know… let’s talk about the truth, okay? Maybe I did underestimate the competition JUST a little bit… and that happens… even to someone as prestigious as me. Did everyone SERIOUSLY think that I was just going to come back and rekindle the old magic overnight? You’re only fooling yourselves. You can be as great as me and the long, three-year layoff that I’ve had would be a lot to overcome… it doesn’t matter who you are. Then again, it also doesn’t help when that horrid tag team match last Discovery was actually a DRAW and the referee missed Shamu getting the pin at the same time I was being embarrassed. It also doesn’t help that you’re being trotted out as “message bitch” for the “chosen ones” of the old regime to make an example out of you either. Let me just say that I’m so glad there’s a new GM here on this brand because the one before was completely sabotaging my career! But I digress… this isn’t anything new to me. I’ve been screwed over and disrespected HOW many times over the years?
I got screwed by XWO when the owner caved in to criticism and shut the place down.
I got screwed over by Pantheos when they forgot I existed.
And I especially got screwed over by the “cartels” backstage at where I once worked at 3 years ago because right after I won a rumble match for a world title shot, they closed up shop.
So because of all this… my prestigious is tarnished… but it’s not destroyed. This is fixable… and the bad news is I can’t fix this alone. But I know the best person for the job that can help me do so… an old… or should I say a BEST friend of mine who has ALSO been disrespected and unappreciated in the industry in her own right…
Suddenly, a woman in business attire walks into the scene and she and Luciana have a huge embrace.
Luciana: Welcome back to the fold, Allison!
They break the embrace and the woman identified as Allison smiles and looks toward the camera.
Luciana: This is CHANGE… part two… and Allison here… she was with me when I became a dominating star in the first place and she’s going to do everything as my publicist and manager to make me the very best in the world once more… tell ‘em…
Allison: Luciana and I have known each other for more than 10 years… and sure… we went our separate ways for a while… she was doing her thing in Milan, I was running a wrestling brand as a general manager and… honestly, I was run out of that job in disgrace. I was never going to return to wrestling again. But Luciana… when she called me to be part of this change for her career there was no way I was going to pass this up. So, let me tell you all who Luciana Verdoza is…
Luciana is NOT someone you can just cast aside in meaningless four-way nonsense like the OLD REGIME of this company was trying to do for her.
Luciana is not just A star… she’s THE star… and those headlines she read out loud? PREMATURE! After all, it’s not that she doesn’t have it anymore it’s that… well… the old regime… they were… “incompetent” with their job because they were so narrow-minded. That’s not going to happen anymore. Luciana is NOT your message bitch, Galactic Wrestling and things are going to change around here. You want your scoop from her? You’ve got to go through me! So… I’m ready to raise hell again, aren’t you, Luciana?
Luciana: Hell yes! This second and final change will…
Allison: Final? No, girl… there’s a part three to this.
Luciana: Really?
Allison: Yes… because in two weeks… I have a hell of a surprise for YOU!
Luciana is curiously intrigued by this.
Allison: No worries, I’ve got the public relations end… you just worry about the wrestling. Just like old times, huh?
Luciana: Just like old times!
Allison: Tonight, my client and my best friend is going to show her three opponents EXACTLY what kind of star she is WITHOUT being anchored by incompetence. So get ready for that match, Luciana. I have a feeling that’s going to go well for you.
Luciana smirks and laughs before disappearing from the scene, leaving Allison smiling to herself before the scene cuts out.
[Match 3: Fatal Four-Way Elimination!]
There’s a feeling-out process in the early going, the very different talents taking part in this match trying to see who will make the first move. Legion proves to be the least patient, driving her skull into Luciana’s and dropping Pulsar and Nicky with a double-clothesline when they go to attack. The massive woman lets out a roar, going for Verdoza, who is pulled to her feet. Throwing off Leigon’s grip, Verdoza hits a surprise superkick that stuns Legion, leaving her open for a running forearm that staggers but does not drop her! A second likewise knocks her loopy but not down! A third attempt sees Luciana caught in a goozle, prepped for a chokeslam, before a revived Pulsar goes for the right leg of Legion and Nicky follows with a headscissors DDT! Just like that, all three of her opponents are mauling her, ending the beating by tossing her out of the ring! Not one to share glory, Nicky thumbs Pulsar in the eye the moment she turns back and then charges Luciana, bullying her into the corner and throwing chops against her chest. Verdoza takes several of these before lifting a leg to block a Silver charge, sending her staggering back. Undeterred, Silver goes for a spear and almost eats turnbuckle for her trouble before Luciana lands on her back and rolls her up for a near-fall.
Silver comes up in a fury and walks right into a palm strike from Pulsar when she gets locked on to Luciana. A PRINCESS POWER LARIAT follows, knocking Nicky down and allowing Pulsar to hit a leaping elbow. Luciana is watching, half-amused, when she suddenly falls to the mat, dragged out of the ring by Legion! Yanked out beneath the ropes, Luciana lands on her feet somehow, ducking a big boot from the nearly six-foot-tall powerhouse. A back kick to the gut slows Legion but she counters out of a Russian leg sweep with a few fierce elbows before scooping Verdoza up and dropping her gut-first on the ringside barricade! Back in the ring, Pulsar and Silver are slugging it out, barely noticing that Legion has returned before a double front dropkick sends both to the canvas! Legion singles out Pulsar but gets more of fight than she bargained for, with a jawbreaker and a spin kick leaving the monster reeling! Pulsar goes for her INTERGALACTIC ELBOW but Legion sidesteps and she blasts Nicky instead! Whipping around, Pulsar walks right into the RONIN’S SWORD, giving Legion the first elimination of the match!
Nicky is on Legion a moment later, leapt on the big woman’s back and clawing at her face and eyes! Legion, flailing blindly, fails to dislodge Silver until Luciana tackles them both to the mat, Legion coming down hard on top of Silver. Grabbing her by the ring gear, Luciana hurls Silver out of the ring, at this point wanting no one to take the piece of the woman’s hide that Verdoza has claimed as her own! While still on one knee, Legion is spiked with a DDT before being Irish-whipped into the corner and hit with a splash! She staggers out and Luciana hits her signature corkscrew neckbreaker only for Silver to break up the pin at two! This again draws the ire of Verdoza, leading to a slugfest! Nicky gets the better of it with a few unanswered closed fists before kicking Luciana’s knee from under her and driving a knee into the side of her head, very nearly getting a three-count! Frustrated, she gets back to her feet and measures Luciana for THE SILVER BULLET when she’s waylaid by Legion! Ducking the black mist from the monstrous woman, Nicky spikes her with the QUICK SILVER! Getting up and talking trash to the downed Legion, she turns a second too late as Luciana comes off the top with ARRIVEDERCI!, dropping Silver and eliminating her from the match!
Legion, just now coming around from Nicky’s attack, knocks Luciana down with a spinning roundhouse kick! Verdoza is out of sorts for a few moments after this, recklessly charging Legion and driving her into the corner, throwing a few shoulders into her midsection for good measure. Legion fires back with a big uppercut and a running clothesline, taking Luciana down hard. The more violence she hands out, the more intense and amped up that Legion seems to become! Fingers going to her throat, she seeks to use the KNIGHT’S AXE to put Verdoza down and actually succeeds in hitting her with the black mist! When she grabs Verdoza for the Kimura, though, she shrieks in pain as Luciana on reflex twists out of her not-yet-locked grip and brings Legion to the mat with a modified armbar! Legion’s long legs allow her to get to the ropes after a few excruciating momnents, shaking out her arm while Luciana still tries to regain full sight! Going for her tenacious opponent again, Legion throws another high kick and Luciana ducks at the last moment, getting in under the leg of Legion and hoisting her up to deliver a powerbomb for a LONG two! Legionr recovers quickly and sends Luciana into the corner only for her to stop herself at the ropes and fire back a superkick at her massive opponent! Quickly vaulting to the top and rubbing her eyes once more, Verdoza comes off at the still-stunned Legion with another ARRIVEDERCI!, driving Legion skull-first to the mat and giving Luciana the win!
[Winner: Luciana Verdoza via pinfall at 23:45!]
[Match 4: Ascendant Championship Falls-Count-Anywhere Street Fight!]
Pet comes with many a delay and excuse as the bell rings, keeping Dona stewing and hungry for carnage. When Rotten has finally had enough of the stalling, she charges Pet, who bails from the ring and takes her on a merry chase all around it, up the ramp and nearly to the backstage area! En route, someone hands Pet a cane and she turns on a dime, driving the whippy stick right into the midsection of the Ascendant Champion! Preening around the doubled-over Rotten, Pet yells all about her superiority at the painted champion… who lifts her head and screams laughter into Pet’s face! Shocked into stillness for a moment, allowing Dona to rock her with a short-arm lariat that sends Pet down hard! One of her harem leaps from their planted spot behind the railing to attack Dona, but after shaking them off she drives a boot into the side of their head, sending them flailing to the floor! But in those few moments, Pet has regained her feet and is bolting from the Ascendant Champion!
Through the curtains and doors, the feisty redhead keeps distance between her and the sprinting, cackling Dona. She tries shoving a door into the champ’s face but Dona kicks it open, knocking Pet to the floor. Scooting back on her rear, all that latex clothing making a squeak for every inch, Pet tries to beg off from a taunting Dona… who apparently makes a ‘Rubbermaid trash can’ comment in the midst of it if the shrieking tantrum that Pet unleashes is any indicator! Scrambling up to her feet as Rotten laughs, Pet yanks a fire extinguisher off the wall and belts Dona with it, sending her to the floor! Yelling that she’s not a trash can, Pet sprays Dona with the container, then whacks her across the back with it, rolling Dona over and going for a pin, getting a two-count. Slapping the floor in anger, Pet wildly looks around and, seeing a rack of folding chairs and tables, she tries to bring it down on the frosted and writhing Dona! Yelling at some of her other well-placed haremites to give her a hand, Pet takes too long to get the thing dropped and Dona scrambles out of the way just in time… picking up one of the fallen chairs and almost taking a haremite’s head off with it!
Pet goes scurrying again but snatches up a chair of her own, leading to a bit of a duel with the steel furniture! The meta seating clashes together several times before a big swing from Dona sends enough shockwaves down Pet’s arms that she drops her own weapon. Driving the top of it into Pet’s stomach, Dona brings the weapon down against her back and tries for a pin of her own, earning a two. A DDT onto the same chair also gets a two, albeit a longer one, with Dona chuckling at her opponent’s toughness. She sets Pet up for a PUNK-PLEX but Pet fights her way out, raking the eyes and face of Dona with likely-to-be sharpened nails. Growling in pain, Dona still stumbles after Pet, who grabs her by the arm and whips her hard into a soda machine… so hard in fact that a couple cans dispense from it! Picking up one of them, Pet scoffs at it (it obviously isn’t her brand) and slams it into the head of Dona, sending carbonated sugar water everywhere! Pouring the rest over top of Rotten’s head, Pet grabs Dona’s head under her arm and drives the top of it into the side of the machine before bouncing her face off the side of it! She even hair-mares Dona into it, the champion dropping on her head and shoulders, but even folded up in half with the pinning predicament, she finds a way out before three!
Pet screeches at the referee that that should have been a three-count but gets shown two fingers defiantly! Fingers clutched in her own hair, Pet stomps her foot and yells more… before catching a fastball of a soda can right to the side of the head! She drops like a cut tree, slumping against the machine as Dona, wobbly but smirking, ‘blows out the fire’ on her hand with a grin. Grabbing Pet by the hair and yanking her up, Dona pulls her into the PUNK-PLEX… and somehow Pet gets a shoulder up before the three! Duly impressed, Dona picks her up again and rears back to unleash her green mist, inadvertently hitting the official! Surprised for a moment, but then clearly feeling that the zebra should have stayed out of her way, Dona turns back to Pet… who grabs one of the chairs and drives it up between Rotten’s legs! That certainly brings expression to the champion’s face and she drops to her knees in obvious pain! Pet lets out a shrill whistle and three more members of her harem arrive, joining her in battering Dona while Pet puts a foot on her back to keep her in place, calling her ‘the real trash’! The Haremites are having their way when, off in the near distance, an animalistic snarl is heard. Four heads turn in that direction and the camera pans over to show a very big dog and a very lovely lady standing next to it, arms folded. Pet’s jaw goes slack and the three Haremites go wide-eyed as the woman says a single word, her hand alighting on the dog’s head.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: FETCH!
One of the Haremites bolts, running away top speed as Oni chases after her, snapping and snarling. Pet, furious, puts her hands on her hips and glares at Lyra.
Pet: Who the HELL do you think YOU are?!
Lyra: The Alpha Huntress, squeaky.
Pet: Get her. Get her! GET HER~!
Dona is barely recovering as the other two Haremites, feeling better about this without a massive canine snapping at them, charge Lyra! She drills one of them with a WOLF FANG, the other catching a BRAINDEAD to the jaw. Pet, in another screaming-and-stomping tantrum, denands that the referee throw Lyra out, only for her to remind the challenger that she didn’t do it to her Haremites, so why should she do it now?! Dona, back on her feet, rises behind Pet, who figuratively rolls up her sleeves and goes at Lyra. Lyra takes one step back with a grin as Pet’s eyes go wide upon feeling Dona’s arms wrap around her from the rear.
Dona: What YOU need, bitch, is a HUG!
Seconds later, Dona throws Pet into that poor soda machine with a huge PUNK-PLEX! Lyra claps her hands as Oni comes back along, dragging the third Haremite by the collar of their shirt, snarling all the way while the woman shrieks and struggles! Dona, laughing, drops down and pins Pet, getting the one-two-three!
[Winner: Dona Rotten via pinfall at 19:59!]
[Segment Four: A Choice and a Visit!]
Chrysanthe Kanelos: And there you have it, Miss Cassidy. I understand that this is a tough decision to make, so I am more than willing to give you the time you need. Consider. You need not answer until Discovery #6.
An hour after her match, Aubrey Cassidy is in the office of the new Discovery GM, Chrysanthe Kanelos. Her form blocks most of what’s on the desk, but what we can see are three briefcases, each with presumably different contents. Chrysanthe rises from her chair, closing them one at a time and putting them away as Aubrey nods and takes her leave without a word, obviously thinking hard about her decision. Chrysanthe watches her leave with a smile, turning as her phone starts to ring. She picks it up and answers cheerily.
Chrysanthe: This is Miss Kanelos! Oh, Mrs. Rhodes! I’m happy to hear from you!
The conversation is fairly one-sided as Chrysanthe listens, nodding and making short responses where necessary. In the midst of this there’s a knock on her door and she gestures for someone to come in.
Chrysanthe: Yes, ma’am… no problems yet. Oh, I am aware. What? Mrs. LeVeux-Donavan?
A quick glance is given to the cameraman before the smile returns to the Grecian’s face and she re-focuses on the conversation at hand.
Chrysanthe: Oh, I think that’s better discussed in private. She herself insisted. Mm-hmm. At the door? Oh, I’ve a guest. Yes, from back home. Mm-hmm…
And so on and so forth. With an apologetic smile to the older, well-dressed gentleman who had just arrived at her office, the General Manager finds a way out of the call.
Chrysanthe: Yes, ma’am… I’ll call again as soon as the show is over. Mm-hmm. Yes, of course. Yes… good-bye!
Putting the phone down with a sigh and a smile, she turns to the salt-and-pepper-haired man, tall and broadly built, going over to him and giving him a massive hug.
Chrysanthe: Patéras… you did not have to come all this way, you know.
Aleksander Kanelos: Did I not, kukla? You would prefer I let your mother have my hide for not checking on you?
He smiles jokingly as he returns Chrysanthe’s embrace before stepping back with his hands on her shoulder, looking upon his daughter with equal parts pride and concern.
Aleksander: This is a very important undertaking for you, Chrysanthe. With you being limited by your condition…
There is a pause, then…
Aleksander: ...this was the best way for you to still be part of the business. But the closer you are to it, the greater the temptation. Hence your mother’s worry and her sending me here.
Chrysanthe: And because it is out of love and concern is the reason why I do not send you back to her with a stern message and an apology for being so stern. But you also came here for your own concerns. You’re worried that I’ll break my promise.
Silence reigns for several moments this time. Aleksander is unable to meet his daughter’s gaze for overly long before shrugging and chuckling with a nod.
Aleksander: You are my blood, kukla. The temptation would shake me, too. But you gave your word and I trust your wold. Perhaps… I merely needed to hear it one more time to set my aged worries at ease, hm?
Chrysanthe: That I can forgive. And as much as I hate to shoo you away, I do have a show to run!
Aleksander: Say no more, my dear. I shall see you soon.
They embrace once more and Chrysanthe sees him out the door. Closing it behind her, she returns to her desk and, after a pause, picks up a framed photo… no doubt a family picture. She gazes upon it fondly, if a little sadly, before returning to her duties.
[Match 5: Binary Championships One-on-Tag Match!]
Sensing the blood in the water, Fire & Ice try to put Iphy away quickly, using quick tags and double-team moves to wear down the tough Grecian. A big missile dropkick from Fire in the midst of Iphy’s brawl with Ice sends her right out of the ring, though the referee admonishes Fire & Ice for flouting the rules. The official is all but ignored as Fire gets a running start and is launched over the top by Ice… right onto Iphy who catches and drives Fire into the barricade with a modified powerslam! The crowd, and the challengers, are shocked by Iphy’s show of power and awareness and she turns to the ring, daring Ice to come make something of it! When she backs off a step, Iphy grabs Fire by the hair and bounces her head off the railing and then yanks her back-first into it, again turning to dare Ice to come on down! Seeing her partner get beaten around gets through to her and Ice leaves the ring, going right at Iphy and the two women again start slugging it out! This time, Iphy gets the best of it and whips Ice into the steps. She makes ready to charge her and gets tripped by a recovering Fire! Iphy stops herself from head-firsting into the steel and that’s enough to let Ice grab her for an IMPLANT DDT on the floor!
Fire & Ice roll Iphy back into the ring and Fire tags off to her partner with Ice coming in and chop-blocking Iphy as she gets to her feet! Another chop block follows, then a dragon screw leg whip and a series of stomps to the leg to further soften up the Binary Champion! She tags Fire back in and then drive the knee of Iphy into the canvas as one, leaving the champ howling in pain. Fire clamps on a kneebar and tries to draw a submission out of Iphy, but the tough Grecian finds a way to the ropes to break things up, leading Fire to hold on a few more seconds just to punish the defiance. Sending Iphy into the buckles, Fire charges in with a back elbow, then kicks the leg from under her again, leaving to the apron and setting up for a springboard forearm. Iphy, ducking at the last moment, turns as Fire rolls and comes up to her feet, Iphy brings her over with a snap suplex, getting a two-count after the float-over pin! Bridging on one leg with a belly-to-back suplex, Iphy gets a second near fall! Still on one leg, she delivers a hangwoman’s neckbreaker and this time Ice is worried enough that she breaks up the pin herself!
The referee hustles Ice out of the ring and Iphy, using her bad leg, hits a pump kick on Fire, sending her to the mat yet again! It does its damage but the champion tries to power through… and gets pulled into an inside cradle! She kicks out at two and Fire makes the tag to Ice, who comes in with a rolling neck snap and a big elbow drop to the seated Iphy, getting a near-fall of her own. Iphy tries for a butterfly suplex but Ice attacks the leg, tripping her down and putting on an ankle lock! Again Iphy is forced to try and reach the ropes. Fire drops down to the floor and, at the ropes nearest the champion, pulls them away to keep them out of Iphy’s reach! That is, until the referee sees and makes Ice break the hold, leading to an argument! Using the distraction, Iphy wraps Ice into the CLUTCH OF THE TITANS! Ice screams in the midst of the hold, trying to wrench free as Iphy pulls tighter. Fire, having none of this, delivers a nasty punt to the head of Iphy while she’s focused on Ice, near knocking her out! Dragging Ice to their corner, Fire tags hreself in legally and the team delivers MELT AWAY to the battered champion, taking the win and the Binary Championships!
[Winner... and NEW Champions: Fire & Ice via pinfall at 15:37]
[Segment Five: Chaos Here, Chaos There, Chaos Everywhere!]
Back in her office, Chrysanthe is watching the proceedings with great interest, her reaction to the recent match being a smile and a knowing nod. She picks up her phone a few moments later and makes a call. It takes a moment for an answer to come through on the other side, but once it does, she wastes no time getting going.
Chrysanthe Kanelos: Once the trainers are done with Iphy Kopadi, send her to my office please. Thank you.
Putting the phone down, she considers the picture she’d been gazing upon earlier when there comes a knock to her door.
Chrysanthe: Come in!
One of the agents makes his way in, a young man with glasses and an easy smile. He nods to Chrysanthe, sliding down his headset and bringing up the clipboard in his hand.
Rodger Harris: Miss Kanelos, there’s… a bit of a situation backstage. It seems that Pet is very unhappy about the outcome of her match and is screeching about suing and bringing this place down and what-have- you.
Raising a brow, Chrysanthe smiles.
Chrysanthe: You make it sound like this is run-of-the-mill, Rodger. So why bring it to my attention?
Rodger: Because she’s demanding that you personally do something about it and, I quote, ‘put that mangy mongrel who bit my harem member down!’, unquote.
Rolling her eyes, Chrysanthe sighs.
Chrysanthe: You know, I told Lyra earlier that that dog of hers, beautiful creature that he is, might get her in trouble. I assume Pet has been trying to get to my office for some time? Things were very noisy earlier; I almost couldn’t focus on the match.
Rodger: Yes, ma’am.
Chrysanthe: And things got quiet because…?
Rodger: She was raising enough hell that we told her we would call local law enforcement and have her taken in for disturbing the peace and causing a scene if she didn’t calm down.
Chrysanthe: So she simply left? Before the show was even over?
Rodger: Yes, ma’am.
Rubbing her temples, Chrysanthe takes a slow, cleansing breath. Now was not the time to get hyper.
Chrysanthe: I”m going to have to have words with that young lady. Nevertheless, thank you for bringing it to my attention. And what of Lyra and Donna and the puppy?
Rodger: They’re still about.
Chrysanthe: Keep an eye on them, would you please? I have to be at ringside for the main event.
Rodger: Yes, ma’am.
With Rodger leaving the office, Chrysanthe gets to her feet and runs her hands down the front of her jacket and skirt. She has the look of excitement that is almost childish in its innocence but knowing in its tone. Her first main event in her first night as GM; the young scion of the Kanelos family is quite eager. She leaves the office as cameras cut away.
[Main Event: Galactic Championship Match!]
Despite strife between them in the ring and on social media over the last couple of months, Azurine and Samantha shake hands before the start of the match. The two women lock up and immediately the champion puts the pressure on Azzy, forcing her back and into the ropes. A clean break is given but Azzy does appear a bit miffed by the force applied by Hamiltion. They lock up again and Vebbins goes low, looking to bring Samantha over with a firewoman’s carry; the champion puts a stop to this in a hurry, trapping Azzy in a front facelock and bringing her down to the mat. The two women, despite their usual style in the ring, seem content to feel one another out with a little technical back-and-forth. Azzy twists out of Sam’s grip and a football-style kick is swung toward Hamilton’s melon. She leans back just in time, tripping Azzy to the mat and getting a quick one-count. Azzy kips up after this and hops over another arm sweep from the champion, hitting a DDT on the kneeling Samantha for a two-count. Trapping the champion in a front facelock of her own, Azzy rolls Samantha back and forth and even resorts to rubbing her face into the mat, showing a little of her saucy side before drilling Sam with a running knee strike. Despite the impacts, Sam gets to her feet quickly enough and Azzy has to resort to a springboard double axe handle to take the champion down!
Vebbins tries to keep Sam down, not wanting it to turn into a fight for obvious reasons. That means laying in clubbing strikes and hit-and-run tactics to wear Sam down while staying out of reach. But at six feet tall, Samantha has quite the distance and she eventually stops Azzy’s onslaught, catching her challenger’s leg when a superkick is attempted. Smartly going for an enzuigiri, Azurine swings her leg up and over but the Adorkable Angel finds herself in a worse position when Hamilton ducks and just shoves her leg up, causing Azzy to flip over and land on her back, right where Sam can drop a long leg across her throat and chest! She stays where she is for a one-count, knowing the pin wouldn’t hold and perhaps trying to have a little fun and rile up her challenger. Sam pulls her up and grabs her by the neck with both hands, hurling her into the corner and following up with a facewash that drives a long leg past Azzy’s jaw. Drawing herself back, Sam snares the arm and yanks a woozy Azzy forward, delivering DIVINE PUNISHMENT for a near-fall! Smiling a little, Sam keeps right on, enjoying the fight in Azzy… until she goes for the eyes. Vebbins delivers a bridged Northern Lights suplex after, but only gets a near-fall.
Samantha comes up after the suplex, weathered but still fighting. Azzy ducks a big boot and evades a clothesline, looking for a German suplex. Having none of this, Sam elbows her way out, but Azzy catches her arm on the third swing, using a half-nelson suplex and again bridging into a pin. From there, each and every move sees Vebbins try to keep Sam down for three, methodically wearing the champion down. The Titaness uses more energy and the counts get longer and longer… yet the champion still finds a way to fight back. A blistering right hand from Sam finally rocks Azzy to the point where she can’t follow up, though the two do start slugging it out again as old hate rises again and they remember the heat between them. It’s hard to tell, but both Samantha and Azurine are talking some serious noise between trying to rattle one another’s molars. Something Samantha says enhances the fire within Vebbins and she lunges in with a headbutt, rocking the champ! Bounding to the top rope, she leaps at and brings the champ down with a beautiful spinning headscissors takedown, sending Hamilton across the ring! Measuring the champ, Azzy goes at her with a leaping forearm, driving Sam into the corner! The crowd is fired up, half for each side it seems, but the Azzy side is getting louder!
Saluting those cheering her name, Azzy swings into a CRUCIFIX DDT on the champion and comes within a hair of a three-count; stopped by Samantha’s leg going over the bottom rope! Realizing how close she was, Azzy doubles-down and goes up top, looking for a flying clothesline. Though heavily weathered, Samantha is able to roll forward and duck the move. Azzy, lithely, rolls upon landing herself to come up to her feet. Turning on a dime, she charges the champion who catches her with an arm across the chest, driving her to the mat with a modified STO! With nothing left in her lungs at that moment, Vebbins is easily pulled up and positioned for the ZEUS’S WRATH, but like the champion she finds the drive to kick out just before three! Sam is rightly shocked though she keeps her focus, trying this time to set up for the WRATH OF THE TITANS on the challenger. Azzy back body drops her before the arms are locked, buying herself some time as she drops to her knees, a hand going to her shoulder. Turning on Sam, Azzy locks in the full nelson to set up her PEARLY GATEKEEPER but Sam struggles her way out, getting an arm free and grabbing Azzy by the head, dropping down for a modified stunner! On her feet but severely unsteady, Azzy takes a swing at Sam which the champion ducks, booting her in the midsection and delivering WRATH OF THE TITANS for the three-count and the successful title defense!
[Winner: Samantha Hamilton via pinfall at 31:22!]
[Segment Six: Destiny Awaits!]
Rising from her seat at ringside, Chrysanthe applauds both the champion and the challenger who, despite the heatedness of some parts of the match, seem to have earned a little respect for one another. Entering the ring, she presents the champion with the title and raises her arm up high. She likewise shakes the hand of the challenger, as well, likewise impressed with Azzy's tenacity. Giving Samantha all the time she needs to soak in the adulation she's earned, Chrysanthe remains in the corner until such time as it is proper to bring up the microphone.
Chrysanthe Kanelos: Well, fans, I think it's fair to say that Discovery is BACK!
Loud cheers from the masses, bringing a wider smile to the GM's face.
Chrysanthe: But is it better? Time will tell on that one. However, though I am a patient woman, I am ready for that time to be now. And as such, I think it is LONG past time that Discovery had a pay-per-view to call their own!
Again, the crowd goes a bit nuts for this. More so, Chrysanthe has the attention of her Galactic Champion as well. She makes a gesture to the backstage area...
Chrysanthe: At this moment I would like the roster to come out onto the stage for this!
Which they do, though some of the group looks less than pleased to be so near to the others whose lives they made hell earlier in the evening. Once they are all assembled, with Samantha going up to the front to join them alongside Azzy and the others, Chrysanthe turns to address her roster directly.
Chrysanthe: Discovery #5 is in the books. Carrying on, we will see Discovery #6 in two weeks as well as #7 and #8 along the same timeline. But... two weeks after Discovery #8, we will present our first pay-per-view, Destiny's Gate! And as of tonight, I think we all know what our main event is going to be: Samantha Hamilton will defend her Galactic Championship against none other than Luciana Verdoza!
The fans are into this idea, as is Samantha, who turns to look as Luciana comes to join her at the front of the stage. She eyes the title hungrily, then meets the eyes of the Titaness, offering her hand to the tall blond. With a grin, the Shieldmaiden accepts the gesture and holds the belt up high as the two clasp hands in a show of respect!
Chrysanthe: And if that isn't enough for you, well... how about a Binary Championship match as well! Fire & Ice, your new champions, will tangle with Bandit and Bullet of the Shieldmaidens with the gold on the line! What do you say, Philly?!
Philly says 'awesome!' in no uncertain terms! Already there's jaw-jacking and threats going back and forth between the two sides on the ramp, though they stop short of getting physical for now. Chrysanthe, hardly bothered by this, looks on with a satisfied grin. Then she brings up the mic one last time.
Chrysanthe: Of course, that's far from all... but let's save a little to be revealed en route, such as who Dona Rotten will be defending against... and who else might be in line for a shot at gold and glory! Thank you, everyone, for making our return special! We'll see you in two weeks for Discovery #6!
The show comes to a raucous close with anticipation heavy in the air!