Chapter II: Attack on VANGUARD

[GAIA]

[ We are welcomes to the show with Kavinsky’s “ProtoVision” playing over the P.A. system, the chants of “WE ARE VAN-GUARD! *clap clap clap clap clap* WE ARE VAN-GUARD! *clap clap clap clap clap*” filling the arena from the Los Angeles natives. The camera pans over them as we transition over to the commentary desk. ]

Mark Stephens: With the chaotic climax to the inaugural chapter of VANGUARD Pro, we are back here tonight in the Globe Theatre and, as you can hear, we are back in high demand! Hello everyone, I am Mark Stephens and joining me as always is the ever charismatic Chet Kensington! Chet, you were here beside me for We Could Be Juggernauts and witnessed the carnage that ensued to close the night of incredible wrestling, how are you holding up?

Chet Kensington: Let me tell you something Mark, I wouldn’t miss coming back to this for the world and it seems the VANGUARD faithful in attendance tonight can say the same thing! We witnessed, as you said, a night of adrenaline-pumping action, some of the best in the scene today, and it culminated with a full-scale riot that had building security working for their pay. Who knows if this building would still be standing if security wasn’t able to finally separate the roster?

Mark Stephens: We are in the fall out of that night of animosity, the landscape has been set. But before we kick into action tonight, we have received word that Vernon Tressler has an official statement regarding last shows events. We’ll take you now to Rhett Sweeney.

[ Rhett Sweeney stands in the center of the ring as “Protovision” dies down, the crowd however do not. He raises the microphone to his lips. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome… THE BENEFACTOR OF VANGUARD PRO!!! VERNOOOOOOOON TREEEEEESLEEEEER!!!

[ “Welcome to the Real World” by Gun plays over the P.A. System as the always well-suited Vernon Tressler emerges from the curtain, making his way down the ramp, flanked by members of the roster and security guards between them. ]

Mark Stephens: Looks like Vernon wants to address the situation not only to the crowd and viewers watching at home, Chet, it looks like he is going to put the roster on notice too!

Chet Kensington: And rightfully so! As exciting as it is to see a slow-motion car crash, you don’t always wanna be involved in it.

[ Vernon enters the ring, taking Rhett’s microphone as roster members line themselves around the ring, security standing between all members. Vernon raises the microphone as “Welcome to the Real World” dies down. ]

Vernon Tressler: Before we get into tonight's festivities, I have quite a few things that need to be addressed concerning VANGUARD Pro and its immediate future. The first being the obvious. Looking at the faces around the ring, you will see quite a number of old faces among some new ones. But you will also notice an absence of quite a few men and women you saw on the previous show. Due to the calamity that came with the riot of the last show, many of them were rendered either injured or felt this to be an unsafe work environment for them. We wish them the best of luck in their future endeavors but, as the old adage goes, the show must go on.

[ He takes a pause as the crowd show their approval. ]

Vernon Tressler: Now, as far as production has been over the last month is concerned. As you have noticed we’ve had two shows cancelled. These were due to some of the previous roster members mentioned earlier and their exodus, as well as negotiations with the Globe Theatre about the property damage created during said riot. While those shows were cancelled, and I do apologise for that, we are back in full force and going to continue to be that way for the foreseeable future.

[ Another pause as the crowd show their approval. ]

Vernon Tressler: That being said, we are here to deliver to you all a show. We are here to give you what wrestling has been needing for a long time and that’s a shot in the arm. You want great wrestling? You want death defying stunts? You want hard-hitting action? You need not look further than here in VANGUARD Pro! Only the strongest willed competitors make it here and only the strongest of willed will thrive here!

[ A passion in his voice as he delivers these lines cause the crowd to cheer loudly. ]

Vernon Tressler: The men and women around this ring are some of the bravest competitors in this industry and some of the best. Although we are not going to allow another riot to break out again, whatever they do in a sanctioned match is entirely up to them and what they have signed up for! And they have signed up to deliver what you’ve all been craving and that is the best professional wrestling on the planet! That being said, let’s get to what you came here to see! Rhett, the floor is yours! And all of you the VANGUARD faithful, enjoy the show!

[ Vernon raises a hand to the crowd before handing the microphone back to Rhett Sweeney as the roster at ringside make their way up the rampway and back behind the curtain. Rhett stands in the center of the ring, lights dimming as he waits for the crowd to finish their chants before a bell sounds, a figure from ringside stepping into the ring and shadow boxing in the corner behind him. ]

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Rhett Sweeney: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: One fall!!!

Rhett Sweeney: With a 10-minute time limit! Already in the ring! From Fort Pain, USA, weighing in at 199 pounds! THE LIMB COLLECTOR! DOOOOONNYYYYY!!! DRAAAAAGOOOOON!!!


[ The lights raise to show Donny Dragon, wearing his traditional Gi with an embroidered dragon on the back, shadow boxing before making his way to the center of the ring and bowing to all four sides. ]

Mark Stephens: This young made one hell of an impression last show defeating AXL, showing us exactly why he is called the Limb Collector. Unfortunately, he has other commitments elsewhere and tonight may be the last night we see him in a VANGUARD ring.

Chet Kensington: It goes to show what talented individuals find themselves in VANGUARD Pro. Though he made a great first impression, it may not be his last. His opponent tonight is another hungry youngster looking to ruin the send off party.

[ 'Immigrant Song' by Led Zeppelin plays as Kai Terblanche emerges from behind the entrance curtain, a scowl on his face as he looks over the crowd, a seething hatred pouring from his aura as he makes his way to the ring. ]

Rhett Sweeney: And his opponent! From Johannesburg, South Africa, weighing in tonight at 226 pounds! HE IS THE RAZORBLADE! KAAAAAAI!!! TEEEERBLANCHEEE!!!

Chet Kensington: Fittingly names the Razorblade, Kai Terblanche presents quite a cutting presence in the room. He isn’t here for fun, he isn’t here to earn anyones respect, he’s here to dish out punishment and leave a mark on the face of VANGUARD Pro!

Mark Stephens: The tenacious South African, residing in England where he cut his teeth as a competitor, is not someone with a whole lot to say or a whole lot to explain. If nothing else, he’s looking to send Donny Dragon off in pieces.

[ Both men stand in their respective corners Howie Dewitt checks both competitors for hidden items. Both competitors clean, he asks both of them if they are ready and, on their approval, he calls for the bell. ]

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

The match begins with some chain wrestling, dominated by Donny Dragon as his knowledge of judo throws is put on display, continuously getting the better of a growing-frustrated Kai. Refusing to look a fool, Kai would counter a waistlock attempt with a sick elbow into the side of Donny’s head that takes him by surprised and has him groggy, quickly following up with a short-arm clothesline that give Kai the upper hand. It isn’t his for long though, as a second clothesline attempt is evaded, countered with a German Suplex that sends the Razorblade into the canvas with a heavy impact. Kai pulls himself up in the corner, Donny is there to meet him with whatever he has in mind, but a craft Terblanche suckered him in, grabbing him by the band of his trunks and pulls him shoulder-first into the corner post that has the crowd cringing at the sound of bone on steel.

A point of attack made prominent on Donny’s right shoulder, Kai quickly exploits this weakness with various attacks to the shoulder, including some vicious stomps and grinding his boot into it, much to the displeasure of the crowd to whom he retorts with a loud “Shut the fuck up!” only raining more displeasure towards him. Taking his time and enjoyment dishing out the punishment, Kai pulls Donny up and takes his time to execute an Inverted facelock backbreaker before going for a cover, forearm pressed against Donny’s jaw.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! T--

Only a two count. Kai doesn’t seem too happy with it despite his clear upperhand, deciding to climb to the top rope to deliver something to get the job done. He waits for Donny to raise to his feet, looking like an lion stalking a wounded gazelle before leaping from the top rope for a Battering Ram Shoulder Tackle. But Donny finds life in a moments notice, leaping up and catching Kai with a Guillotine Choke! Kai is in the center of the ring with nowhere to reach for the ropes, the hold locked in tight and Kai seemingly fading in the clutches of Donny Dragon. Kai starts to show a little more life, despite the fans chanting for him to tap out, lifting Donny up with him as he gets to his feet and is eventually able to power him off and make some distance! Donny swings high with a roundhouse kick but Kai is able to evade, catching him in the jaw with a stiff knee lift on the turn around! Donny is in trouble as Kai lifts him up for the firemans carry and rolls through with a Rolling Samoan Drop!

Kai looking to finish off his opposition, pulling Donny up and lifting him over his shoulder, arms grasped for a crucifix powerbomb! Charging forward for the turnbuckles! No, Donny wriggles free and lands behind Kai, who turns around and is met with a Rolling Elbow, followed by a European Uppercut, followed by a spinning backfist, knee to the midsection and an axe kick to finish off a vicious sequence of strikes, lighting up Kai Terblanche! Kai is seemingly knocked out on the canvas and, with his bad shoulder now nagging him, Donny has to try and put him away as quick as possible, he grabs Kais legs, looking out to the crowd to get their strength to execute the move he calls The Brig! Crossing the legs over for the Sharpshooter -- WHAT!? KAI WAS PLAYING POSSUM! KAI DELIVERED A THUMB TO THE EYE OF DONNY, CAUSING HIM TO LET GO AND STUMBLE AWAY, GIVING KAI ENOUGH TIME GET BACK TO HIS FEET, LOCK IN A INVERTED DDT, LIFT HIM UP AND DROP HIM DOWN -- BOTTOM OF THE WORLD!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREEE!!!

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

[ “Immigrant Song” begins to play as Kai Terblanche quickly rolls out of the ring as Donny sits on the canvas in disbelief, tongue in cheek as Kai makes it halfway up the ramp, tapping at his cranium to mock Donny about outsmarting him. ]

Rhett Sweeney: The winner of this match, KAAAAAAI!!! TEEEERBLANCHEEE!!!

Mark Stephens: Like a snake in the grass, Kai struck when Donny least expected it and it garnered him a victory over the ever-game Donny Dragon!

Chet Kensington: And you know what, fair play to him! Donny wasn’t prepared for this match with other obligations in mind, you could see it in his expression before the match started, and Kai took advantage. It’s not always about working harder, it’s about working smarter. The smarter man won tonight.

Mark Stephens: Regardless, a very talented individual is this Donny Dragon kid. Wherever he goes, he has a lot of potential in him to accomplish big things. Best of luck to you, kid.

[ Donny takes a second to absorb the chants of “please don’t go”, reluctantly bowing to all four corners again before waving to the crowd before rolling out of the ring and towards the back. ]

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The scene begins at a Cryostasis Chamber as a few Doctors are seen working on their computers, monitoring the vitals of whatever is inside.

“A lot has changed since the last time we saw him. We finally have the technology good enough to fix him back to the way he was, if not better. The cybernetic enhancements were just phase 1. We have added all the mannerisms and characteristics of a wrestler that I fondly remember. We called him…. Christopher Sabertooth.” Said the narrator.

The doctors notice that the heart rate spiking as the doctors line up near the Cryostasis chamber.

“This world needs professional wrestling. It’s a hobby of mine that I am too old to pursue. But…. My creation… My child… He will bring the change in the landscape of professional wrestling. He is the chosen one. He is the last REAL wrestler left in this world and I will do my best to preserve it. It is time… It is time you rise. It is time you finally fulfil your destiny. It is time for you, Christopher Sabertooth to wreak Havoc to all your opposition. It is time!” Said the Narrator.

The Cryostasis chamber slowly opens up as the Liquid Nitrogen and all other preservants flood out of the chamber as the man inside is finally visible to the audience. The man looks identical to Christopher Sabertooth as he slowly opens his eyes. He walks out of the chamber and looks around as the doctors look on in amazement. He walks up to a reflective glass seeing how he looks before letting out a faint smirk.

“VANGUARD… It is time for the REAL wrestler to let his presence known. Nobody is ready for my creation…. NOBODY IS READY FOR CHRISTOPHER SABERTOOTH!” Said the narrator as the camera pans out through the reflective surface to show an old man look at his creation with satisfaction.

The scene slowly fades to black as the words “CHRISTOPHER SABERTOOTH… MAKING HIS DEBUT TONIGHT” pop up on the screen.

[GAIA]

[ We transition back into the venue, the crowd still hot from the opener as Rhett Sweeney stands in the ring, ready to announce the next contest. ]

Rhett Sweeney: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Rhett Sweeney: With a 15-minute time limit!

[ As "Ready Go!!" plays, a pirate dressed Sakuya makes her way down to the ring, high-fiving fans and smiling. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Introducing first! From Yonabaru, Okinawa, Japan, weighing in at 115 pounds! THE FRONT PACIFIC VOYAGER! SAAAAKUUUUUYAAAAA!!! GOOOOOOTOOOOO!!!

Mark Stephens: The young lady from the Land of the Rising Sun has shown a lot of heart and determination in her first showing here in VANGUARD. Despite taking the fall in the tag team bout last time, she made quite the impression in her team with Raena.

Chet Kensington: Tonight though, she goes it alone against one of female wrestlings hottest free agents, someone who has a mean streak I think is unmatched in the division. Sakuya is going to need that heart and determination, it may be the only way she walks out under her own power.

[ As she enters the ring, Sakuya immediately begins to spin around while her coattails fly behind her, ending with a pirate salute to the crowd as "Ready Go!!" dies down. ]

[ The lights dim to a low level. “Dominion” by Benea Reach begins to play. Scarlet slowly walks out from behind the curtains after about twenty seconds has elapsed. She glances around the arena, taking everything in. Cue that patented smirk of hers; it’s wicked in nature. And so begins her slow descent down to the ring. Upon reaching the ring, Scarlet wipes her boots and then hops onto the ring-apron. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Introducing her opponents! From New York City, New York, weighing in tonight at 120 pounds! SHE IS YOUR LITTLE NIGHTMARE! SCARLEEEEET!!! FLIIIIIIINT!!!

Chet Kensington: Now this is someone I have been waiting a long time to see. Since she was announced as a member of the VANGUARD ranks I have heard rumors of just how ferocious and intimidating this woman can be. And I got to admit, the latter has lived up to the hype so already for me.

Mark Stephens: She has been described as a sophisticated brawler, able to adapt to any situation and deliver pain onto an opponent. She can both take a beating and dish it out. Sakuya has a tough opponent ahead of her, she has the passion to give it her best. The question is, will it be enough to keep the woman known as ‘your’ little nightmare down? We shall see...

[ Upon reaching the ring, Scarlet wipes her boots and then hops onto the ring apron. She steps through the ropes and heads towards the adjacent corner. She takes a seat on the mat and rests her back against the turnbuckle as she stares a hole through Sakuya Goto. Howie Dewitt asks both competitors if they’re ready and, with their confirmation, calls for the opening bell. ]

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

The two competitors start circling each other, approaching the center of the ring, scouting the other out. Scarlet makes a grab at Sakuya, who ducks under the attempt and fires a series of forearm strikes into the jaw. Flint shows very little to no effect from the forearm shivers, and Sakuya responds with a series of roundhouse kicks to her chest instead. Scarlet beacons the younger Goto to give her another, she complies and falls right into the trap of Flint, catching her kick and firing back with a series of palm strikes to Sakuya until she finally drops to the mat, let still in the clutches of Scarlet. Sakuya finds herself fighting up as Scarlet locks in an Ankle Lock early, trying to wear down the spirited youngster. Sakuya struggles momentarily before rolling forward to send Scarlet stumbling between the top and middle rope out onto the floor. Able to catch herself on her feet, Scarlet regains her composure but is quickly met with a Suicide Dive by Goto, who climbs onto the steel guardrail and looks out to the crowd who applaud the showing. Sakuya pushes Scarlet into the ring and scurries for the cover, leg hooked!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! --

Scarlet kicks out with authority at the count of two. Sakuya in the driver seat pulls Scarlet to her feet, dragging her to a corner and gestures to the crowd before lighting up the New York natives chest with a series of machine gun style knife edge chops. Scarlet simply yells in retort “That it?!” when Sakuya tires of the chops but is met with a kick that catches the side of her head that seems to rock her a little. Sakuya keeps advantage as she whips Scarlet to the opposing corner and follows closely behind with a running double knee attack to the chest. Snapmares Scarlet to the canvas and waits for her to get to her feet, stomping the mat to summon the crowd to clap along and motivate her. Scarlet turns around once she is back on her feet as Sakuya charges and leaps for the Anchor Drop -- the Running Double Foot Stomp! Scarlet shows impressive resolve, however, as she flapjacks Sakuya into the air and catches her on the way down with an Ace Crusher! Scarlet this time makes the cover, hooking the leg!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! --

Sakuya kicks out at two! Scarlet gives her no time to breathe as she quickly fires a Soccer Kick into the spine of Sakuya that has her writhing in pain. Another finds the mark and Sakuya holds her lower back as Scarlet simply takes her time in picking apart her opponent, almost arrogant in her enjoyment of Goto’s pain. The crowd rain her with jeers as Scarlet pulls Sakuya up to her feet by the roots of her hair, looking her dead in the eye as she pulls her in, head tucked under the arm, looking for the Monarch’s Curse -- Underhook Single Facebuster! Sakuya is able to free herself, making enough distance to fire as Heavens Flash Kick into Scarlet’s chin that rocks her! Still on her feet, Sakuya puts everything she has into running towards a corner, Scarlet coming-to too late as Sakuya slingshots up, gets herself onto Scarlet’s shoulders and spikes her on the top of her head with a Reverse Frankenstiener! Fubukirana! The crowd are losing their minds as both women are down! Sakuya crawls over, just able to drape the arm over Scarlet!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THR -

Not enough! Scarlet able to push her shoulder off the canvas! The match is starting to get into its final gear as Sakuya tries to rally the crowd to give her strength by slamming her palm into the canvas. With the strength of the crowd pushing her along, Sakuya climbs out to the apron, elbow unsheathing from its elbow pad as she awaits Scarlet to return to her feet, leaping from the apron with a stiff springboard forearm smash! The Setouchi Curve catches Scarlet right on the jaw! Sakuya lets out a yell, fueled by her fighting spirit as she pulls Scarlet up, applying the full nelson, aiming for the Dragon Suplex she calls Final Suplex! Scarlet is holding on though, powering from the hold and delivering a stiff elbow to the side of Sakuya’s head! She turns around, rising palm strike to the face of Sakuya and an STO quickly to follow! Power Shift seemingly knocking out Sakuya! Sakuya has no idea where she is as she tries her damnedest to find her way back to her feet but Scarlet puts the final nail in the casket as she spikes Sakuya head first into the canvas with a violent curb stomp! Last Exile extinguishing the flame of Sakuya Goto as Scarlet makes the cover!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREEE!!!

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

[ “Dominion” by Benea Reach plays as Scarlet, rejecting Howie Dewitt's hand raising, stands dominate in the ring over the unconscious Sakuya Goto. ]

Rhett Sweeney: HERE IS YOUR WINNER! SCARLEEEEET!!! FLIIIIIIINT!!!

Chet Kensington: I told you no lies, Mark. When I said this woman was going to be a dominating force of the VANGUARD Pro Women’s division I very much meant it. A warriors display by this savage.

Mark Stephens: You have to give Sakuya some credit, she took it to Scarlet Flint and her fighting spirit was on full display in this contest. But Scarlet Flint walks away with tonight's victory.

Chet Kensington: When we introduce gold for the women's division, pencil Scarlet Flint as my favorite to claim it.

[ Scarlet looks down on her opponent, showing similar disdain as she looks over the crowd as we cut to commercial. ]

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As the camera came up we saw what looked like a fazed white padded room it was clear it had seen better days. In the corner was what looked like a figure huddled in it. They had well worn blue jeans with rips in them, bare feet and as the camera panned up a straight jacket and a cold eye stare of a black hair woman who looked like she hadn’t slept in days just as a voiceover starts.

People always tell you they want to help. They will work on fixing someone who is unwell. The truth is people don’t want to help!

We see the dark hair get up and start to freak out. The footage cuts between her screaming with no sound, pounding her head against the wall and trying to escape the cell as the voiceover carry on with cold inflexion in its voice.

They want to pretend to help to give themselves fake self-worth. Fool the weak minded! The truly sick are just left to rot. To disappear from society because they don’t fit in or they refuse to understand how to fix what is broken.

The figure then just slumped down onto the floor and started to cry.

?: Make them stop!

The dark hair woman weakly said before repeating it louder.

?: Make them STOP!

She again sobs as she laid on the floor. Just then a second figure appears this time it was a woman in a suit. She calmly walked to the sobbing woman and bent down. She picked up the sobbing woman and smiled at her.

See that was how my patient Hannah is viewed by the world. Too sick to be cured. Her past rip away from her by those who were meant to give her the love she needed and just left to rot because her method to bring inner peace too extreme by those who say that want to help.

?: This place will make them stop Dr Riggs? The voices?

The woman in the suit who was now called Dr Riggs nodded.

Dr Riggs: Yes Hannah the voice will stop and I promise you will make them go away forever.

Hannah Stanton: Are you sure?

Dr Riggs nodded again at her and removed the jacket from Hannah.

Dr Riggs: I promise you Hannah this is the cure you need and we will make them pay for putting you away.

Hannah threw her arms around Dr Riggs and just started to laugh.

Hannah Stanton: All will pay!

Hannah then snapped back to the camera and return to her cold stare from earlier.

Hannah Stanton: All will pay because Momma said so?

With that Dr Riggs put her hand on Hannah's shoulder nodding as the screen slowly faded to black.

[GAIA]

[ A panning shot over the crowd welcomes us back before we transition back to the ring, Rhett Sweeney ready to introduce the upcoming matchup. ]

Rhett Sweeney: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Rhett Sweeney: With a 10-minute time limit!

[ “Let Him Burn” by The Relentless plays through the arena as Jason Tressler is squatting in a corner, looking focused as he stays on his toes. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Already in the ring! From Emerald Isle, North Carolina, weighing in tonight at 168 pounds! JAAAAASOOOOON!!! TREEEESLEEEER!!!

Chet Kensington: Well much to many peoples surprise, it seems like Jason Tressler has been given another opportunity to prove his worth out here tonight. His last showing was a crushing defeat that saw him not even really getting out of the gate. Perhaps due to the injuries suffered to a number of the wrestlers has left some spots open for the kid, though, I doubt it’s going to be as easy as inheriting a spot.

Mark Stephens: Rumor has it that Vernon only allowed this second chance for his son because of the spots made available, but as we’ve come to learn, Vernon doesn’t think his son is ready to be in an environment like VANGUARD Pro just yet. We saw it last time, he got very brash and hot-headed and he got made an example of. Tonight, he has no easy challenge ahead of him, as he faces possible one of the most dangerous men in VANGUARD Pro right now.

[ The driving drums and guitar of “Vendetta” by Slipknot barrels over the loudspeaker as everything explodes into a cacophony of red and white searchlights and strobes. The stage fills with white smoke as the fans pound the rails in time with the song. As the first verse is roared out, Erik Holland comes staggering through the mist, a black leather entrance mask tight over his face, the Badd Breed logo prominent on his back and the back of the entrance mask as the camera swings around him, getting a 360 view of the Maniac. He reaches up and pulls the mask off his head, exposing that thousand yard stare to the roars of the crowd. He continues on his almost dazed walk to the ring, pounding his chest, touching fists with fans on the way to the ring, occasionally lifting the mask up to the side of his head as if he's having a conversation with it. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Introducing his tag team partner! From Silent Hill, weighing in tonight at 281 pounds! HE IS GILGAMESH! EEEERIIIIIK!!! HOOOOLLAAAAAND!!!

Mark Stephens: When you talk about the mens side of the VANGUARD roster, not many can dispute that Erik Holland was an impact player during the first show. Despite coming off a loss in a tag team match that night, he made a bold and emphatic statement that he is not a man you want to be on the bad side off, in or outside of the ring.

Chet Kensington: You have to think that right now that single loss on his record has made an already hostile man a little more annoyed and I sure as hell don’t feel envious for Jason Tressler right now. He is up against a bull that is seeing only red right now.

[ Holland cuts a lazy circle around the ring as he reaches ringside and suddenly he explodes. His intensity and acceleration change as he DIVES under the ropes into the ring and charges at the hard camera ropes, collapsing against them with a positively vicious smile on his face, draping arms and legs over the ropes. He repeats this on all four sides of the ring and then leaps from the ring again, picking out a random fan and slowly, almost reverently, placing the tight leather entrance mask over their head. Obviously proud of his handiwork, a visibly elated Holland charges back into the ring, raising his arms on the turnbuckles, yelling at the crowd and whipping them up into a frenzy. He looks over to a visibly concerned Jason Tressler, licking his lips absentmindedly like a rabid dog as he climbs down from the turnbuckle, standing across the ring from his prey as Howie Dewitt calls for the bell. ]

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

From the very bell, Erik Holland charges at the young Jason Tressler and catches him on the head with a vicious Yakuza Kick! Jason saw it coming but was trapped like a deer in murderous headlights! Tressler looks like a wounded animal as he tries to pull himself up in the corner, but he is given no room to recover as Holland lights up his chest with a thunderously loud Mongolian Chop to the chest. Jason clutches to his chest like he has been shot as Holland looks out to the crowd, putting a single finger up to them as if gesturing for one more. He pulls Tressler off his knees to his feet and delivers a second Mongolian Chop that crumples Tressler, balled up on the floor clutching at his chest as Holland revels in his agony. Holland pulls Tressler up once again, however, he is met with a defiant slap from Jason Tressler. Holland merely wipes his hand on his face, smirks for a second, before delivering a vicious punch to Tresslers face that seemingly knocks the youngster out cold! Holland seems to have had enough playing with his food as he stalks in the corner, waiting as Jason Tressler checks to see if he still has all his teeth as he raises to his feet slowly. The effort was in vain as he is immediately met with a discus big boot -- The Babysitter's Dead! Once again, he is out like a light, but Holland isn’t satisfied with it. He pulls the near lifeless boy up to his feet, powers him over his shoulders and delivers the Toxic Avenger -- High-Angled Death Valley Driver! He plants a boot on Tressler's chest as Howie Dewitt makes the cover.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREEE!!!

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

[ “Vendetta” by Slipknot hits as Erik Holland, unsatisfied with his set competition rejects his arm being raised and celebrating, opting to start heading up the ramp immediately. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Here is your winner! EEEERIIIIIK!!! HOOOOOLLAAAAAND!!!

Chet Kensington: Under 2 minutes. Holland needed less than 2 minutes to put Jason Tressler away here tonight and you can see it on his face, it was not enough to satisfy his appetite for violence.

Mark Stephens: I think Vernon might be right to doubt his son has what it takes to make it here, or at least in his current state. Didn’t even get an offensive move in against Erik Holland besides a slap to the face, and that didn’t even faze him. It’ll be a difficult task for him to prove he belongs here.

Chet Kensington: I’d be more worried about staying. Holland is heading to the back with a lot of hostility in his step. I don’t think we’ve seen the last of him tonight my gut tells me… I just hope he doesn’t make his way up here…

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[GAIA]

[ We return to ringside with Rhett Sweeney in the ring. ]

Rhett Sweeney: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Rhett Sweeney: With a 15-minute time limit!

[ "Blood Suckers" by Dana Fowler fills the arena as Aubrey Cassidy steps out onto the stage, boos raining left and right as she soaks it all in, arms outstretched and laughing to herself before making her way down to the ring, avoiding any physical contact with the fans. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Introducing their opponents! First, from San Diego, California, weighing in tonight at 135 pounds! SHE IS… AUUUBREEEY!!! CAASSIIIDY!!!

Chet Kensington: Coming off a tag team victory last show, Aubrey Cassidy wants to shed the spotlight of sharing with others, got herself a new edgier look and dropped her now ex-husbands surname. I can get behind putting yourself above others, and she has shedded weight she believes held her back. Only one thing is in her sights now; success and nothing less.

Mark Stephens: Aubrey had doubts whether or not she belongs in VANGUARD Pro but is out here tonight to prove to others that she in fact does. To to herself, but to everyone in the arena, fans and wrestlers alike. But that is a task easier said than done, Chet, since she’s going against possibly one of the… strangest, for the want of a better word, new signings to VANGUARD Pro.

[ Aubrey steps into the ring, popping the collar of her leather jacket before stepping towards her corner, awaiting her opponent. ]

[ “Down with the Sickness” by Disturbed begins to play through the arena as a tall woman dressed in a doctors uniform emerges from behind the curtain dragging out a very unkempt looking woman by the hand, putting a hand on her shoulder and pointing towards the ring. A look of excitement grows on the womans face as she charges to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and running off the ropes wildly. ]

Rhett Sweeney: And her opponent! Accompanied by Doctor Gina Riggs! From Los Angeles California, weighing in tonight at 112 pounds! HAAAAANNAAAAAAAH!!! STAAAAAANTOOOOOON!!!

Chet Kensington: I’ll be honest with you, Mark. I have no idea what to make of this we’re seeing right now.

Mark Stephens: The lady you’re seeing in the ring is known as Hannah Stanton, a woman who has come from a long history of traumatic violence. Abused by her parents when she was a child, she was arrested in her adult years for assault. She spent her most of her seven year sentence in isolation because of her hair-trigger temper and the woman behind her, Dr Gina Riggs, recommended she be under her supervision as she finds a way to healthily indulge in her rage fueled habits. Hence why she is in a VANGUARD ring.

Chet Kensington: So, Vernon green light a convicted felon with a temper problem because she had a doctors note… Wrestling doesn’t make a lot of sense to me…

[ Hannah eventually goes to her corner after being beconed by Dr Riggs who whispers into Hannahs ear. Hannah only smiles before she immediately charges as Aubrey and takes her to the canvas with a Lou Thesz Press and starts whaling into her with punches which Aubrey is trying to block. Referee Larry Blackwell manages to pull Hannah off of Aubrey, having not even called for the bell yet. Hannah is called back into her corner where Riggs explains to her she has to wait for the bell first. Hannah nods, an excited look on her face as she waits for the bell to be rung. Blackwell checks on Aubrey, who insists he starts the match as she angrily removes her jacket. Blackwell makes the call for the bell. ]

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

Hannah charges at the very sound of the bell but Aubrey was ready this time, catching Hannah in the midsection with a spear, taking her down to the canvas and throwing punches into head as a receipt from earlier. Howie Dewitt having to intervene and pull Aubrey off of Hannah, but gets a livid Aubrey screaming in his face, causing him to actually cower a little. Aubrey is pearl harbored from behind by Hannah, repeatedly slamming her head into the canvas as she has Aubrey by the roots of her hair, actually pulling some out as Howie once again tries to get in the middle of them, only leading to Hannah sending him fleeing to the outside with a loud, ear-splitting scream. Aubrey tries shaking off the cobwebs, but Hannah stays on her, driving her knee into the ribs of Aubrey while she is on all fours. Hannah seems delighted, like a child in a candy store as she keeps driving her knee into Aubrey’s side. From ringside, Dr. Riggs is audibly telling Hannah to make the cover on Aubrey, but it doesn’t seem like Hannah understands or cares to. She only pulls Aubrey up to her feet and drives her back into the turnbuckle, her shoulder repeatedly being driven into her abdomen. Howie decides not to try his luck separating the two again, instead making a count for Hannah to stop.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIV-- !!

Dr. Riggs gets onto the apron and beacons Hannah to come to her just before Howie gets to five. She explains to Hannah, as picked up on the microphones, don’t let Howie get to the number five for any count. Don’t even let him get to two. Hannah seemingly understands, but Aubrey is immediately back to bringing the fight to Hannah as she catches her on the back of the head with a step-up Enzugiri. Hatred in Cassidy’s eyes, she viciously begins to stomp on the upper back of Hannah Stanton as Dr. Riggs yells at Howie to give her the five count.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI-- !!

Aubrey would lament and stop before the five count, allowing Dr. Riggs to pull Hannah out beneath the bottom rope to check on her. Hannah was quick to shake it off and turned to get back into the ring but is met with a soaring and scoring Aubrey Cassidy as she dives through the ropes with a suicide dive that also catches Dr. Riggs! The two are blown back into the steel guard rail while Aubrey quickly takes advantage when she gets to her feet and throws Hannah back into the ring. Riggs out of the picture, Aubrey picks Hannah up and quickly drives her spine into the canvas with a spinebuster before quickly hooking the leg for the cover.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! T--

Hannah is not out of this one yet. Aubrey, murder in her eyes, stalks Hannah as she slowly stumbles to her feet, looking for the Wrath of a Lopez running knee strike. But Dr Riggs grabs the foot of Aubrey, momentarily getting her attention. That moment was all Hannah needed to get to her feet, come to her senses and hook both of Aubrey’s arms as she turns around and starts to violently thrash her head into her chest! Twisting a now senseless Aubrey around, arms crossed around her throat, Hannah leaps up and drives both knees into her spine before dropping them both into the canvas with a Lungblower -- INTO THE HOLE! LEG IS HOOKED, CRAZED EYES AS HANNAH SEEMS PLEASED WITH HER GAME!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREEE!!!

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

[ “Down with the Sickness” by Disturbed begins to play, Hannah laughing and clapping her hands as Dr. Riggs joins her in the ring, hand on her shoulder as her patient revals in the enjoyment she has experienced. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Here is your winner! HAAAAANNAAAAAH!!! STAAAAANTOOOOON!!!

Mark Stephens: What a violent encounter between these two women! Not for one second did this feel like a wrestling match, it resembled more of a vicious fight. Before the bell even rung, these two got at each other throats and, in the end, with the assistance of Dr. Riggs, Hannah Stanton pulls out the victory over a very changed Aubrey Cassidy.

Chet Kensington: I like seeing a fight more than most, Mark, but that was not very comfortable to watch. This crazy dame is planning to stay in the VANGUARD Pro locker room? We better have a straight-jacket on stand by. Her and her doctor.

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“The Queen of the Mighty” Ruby Auriel makes her debut Chapter III.

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[GAIA]

[ QUICK RESULT: CHRISTOPHER SABERTOOTH DEFEATED TRAVIS LEVITT AND CLINTON STONE AFTER LEVITT LANDS THE RESSURECTION KICK ON STONE, ONLY FOR SABERTOOTH TO PUSH LEVITT OUT OF THE RING AND PICK UP THE SCRAPS, ESCAPING BEFORE LEVITT CONFRONTED HIM. ]

[GAIA]

Rhett Sweeney: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Rhett Sweeney: With a 30-minute time limit!

[ Izzy comes out of the curtain bumping to “Coral Fang” by the Distillers. She rips open her vest, throws her head back and poses at the top of the ramp. She smiles and smirks with the fans chanting "Izzy, Izzy, Izzy". Upon reaching the threshold where the ramp meets the ring mat, Izzy bites her lip, winks to the camera and slides into the ring. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Introducing first! From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in tonight at 146 pounds! SHE IS THE PUNK ROCK WIFEU! IIIIZZYYYYY!!! VAN!!! DOOOOREEEEEN!!!

Mark Stephens: When you think of names that made an immediate impact on the scene of VANGUARD Pro, not many can say they made an impact like Ms Izzy Van Doren here. Not only making a lasting first impression despite not competing, she -- and I highly recommend giving it a watch if you’re not squeamish -- dived from this very balcony onto a crowd of female competitors below!

Chet Kensington: If you want a moment in this companies history to document forever, a highlight reel of moments that will define this company, it’s hard to debate that insane move from this young lady doesn’t belong there. It was one way to make a first impression but as crazy as that moment was, she also has to prove she can hang in the ring. Tonight, we’re going to see what Izzy Van Doren is really made of.

[ She pops up to her feet and head to the hard cam side of the ring. She slides her torso in between the top and middle rope. She smiles and throws her arms open forming the horns with her hands. Izzy's eyes widen and her smile looks a little more crazed. She pulls back and eagerly awaits her opponent. ]

[ “Mz. Hyde” by Halestorm fills the arena next as a bare leg emerges from the curtain first, followed by the rest of Aphrodite Marie, seductively running her hands down her body before making her way down the aisle, avoiding contact with extended hands with a look of disgust on her face, prompting louder disapproval. ]

Rhett Sweeney: And her tag team partner! From Athens, Greece, weighing in at 125 pounds! SHE IS THE MODERN DAY GODDESS OF LOVE AND BEAUTY! APHROOOODIIIITEEEE!!! MAAAAAARIEEEEEEE!!!

Chet Kensington: Izzy did an alright job getting people's attention, sure that's fine and dandy, but can anyone catch your attention better than Aphrodite Marie? She doesn’t have to take balcony dives to get all eyes on her, she does it oh so naturally.

Mark Stephens: I think you dropped something, Chet. Nonetheless, Aphrodite is coming off a victory on Chapter 1 and took exception to the talk of the night wasn’t about her or her victory, but about Izzy’s death-defying stunt. Jealousy is an ugly thing bu--

Chet Kensington: BUT APHRODITE IS NEVER UGLY, MARK! She isn’t jealous of Izzy, just sick of not getting the credit she deserv--LOOK OUT!

[ Aphrodite is too distracted doing her flirtatious teases to the front row to notice a laying-in-wait Izzy Van Doren who perched herself on the top rope, leaping off and landing on Aphrodite with a Stage Dive -- Cannonball Senton! The crowd in attendance leap to their feet in approval as Van Doren basks in their approval before turning her focus back onto Aphrodite, throwing her into the ring. Blackwell makes the judgement call to start the match by calling for the bell. ]

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

Izzy thinks for a quick cover following the hot start, hooking the leg as Blackwell slides for a cover.

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! T --

The attack stunned Aphrodite Marie, but not enough for an immediate three count. Izzy doesn’t seem at all surprised at this, quickly pulling Aphrodite up to her feet and planting her palm into her chest with a cracking overhead chop that sends her stumbling backwards towards a corner. With a mosh-pit mentality, she starts laying stomps into Aphrodite’s midsection with reckless aggression behind them, the crowd doing their best to count along to them until Aphrodite slumps into a seated position and Izzy makes some separation. Blackwell checks on Aphrodite, who is holding her midsection while trying to pull herself to her feet with the help of the Blackwell. Blackwell prevents Izzy from trying to continue the assault as Aphrodite keeps pleeing to the official to call off the match due to her supposed stomach injury, but Blackwell doesn’t think the injury could be that severe despite her melodramatic reaction to the pain. Izzy has had enough and runs in to deliver a vicious single leg dropkick to Aphrodite! But Aphrodite pulls Blackwell in the way and Izzy’s boot catches the side of his face, knocking him down!

The Crowd begin to boo at Aphrodite’s actions but she doesn’t seem to care as she takes advantage of this opportunity by clawing at the eyes of Izzy Van Doren! Forcing Izzy into the corner, she notices Blackwell recovering and stops clawing at Izzy’s eyes, but the damage has seemingly been done as there is a pretty small, yet deep cut above her right eye from Aphrodite’s nails. Before Blackwell can turn around to see what is happening, Aphrodite sprints to the ropes and returns to Izzy with a facewash boot across her face! As Blackwell turns around, Aphrodite seemingly apologises for pulling him in the way of Izzy’s attack so that she won’t be disqualified. Izzy stumbles to her feet, Aphrodite waiting for her as she tucks Izzy’s head under her arm and hooks the leg, bridging with a beautiful Fisherman Suplex -- Heaven’s Light! Blackwell counts.

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! T-- !

Izzy is able to power her leg free from Aphrodite to kick out at two! Aphrodite Marie has a small temper tantrum at Blackwell, chastising him and telling him that his count was too slow. If a huff, she turns back to the task at hand and pulls a kneeling Izzy to her feet, head between her legs as she elevates her into the air for the Electric Chair Drop she calls Fatal Attraction! Izzy shifts her weight forward, victory rolling Marie to the mat, hooking the legs as Blackwells goes for the count!

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THR-- !

Chet Kensington: An awesome tag team move but Holland kicks out at two!

Aphrodite kicks out just in the nick of time, taken once again by surprise by Van Doren. Aphrodite gets up first, blood in the eyes of Izzy as she gets to her feet, eating a big boot to the face by Aphrodite! BUT IZZY DOESN’T GO DOWN AND INSTEAD FIRES A HEADBUTT INTO APHRODITE’S HEAD AND SHE LUMPS DOWN TO THE CANVAS AS THE CROWD GET TO THEIR FEET! Izzy holds herself on her feet by the ropes, holding her forehead as Aphrodite starts to get to one knee in a daze, only to be spiked back down onto the canvas with a Step Up RanaDriver! Izzy makes for a cover, unable to hook the leg in her groggy state following the headbutt!

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THR-- !

Aphrodite isn’t done just yet, able to get the shoulder off the canvas! Izzy pulls herself up, Aphrodite almost to her feet too as Izzy approaches and raises her leg for an axe kick! Aphrodite gets out of the way and is able to fire a superkick -- Cat Scratch Fever -- into the side of Izzy’s head! IZZY STAYS UP, AND LETS OUT A LOUD YELL AS SHE DELIVERS THE AXE KICK ANYWAY AND CATCHES APHRODITE WITH A ROLLING ELBOW IMMEDIATELY AFTER! Izzy showing great heart as she pulls Aphrodite to her knees, raising the horns into the air before driving Aphrodite Marie’s head into the canvas with the ¡Adios Amigos! -- Headlock Driver! Blackwell making the count as Izzy sits on Marie's stomach, leg hooked with horns in the air!

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THREEEE!!!

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

[ “Coral Fang” by the Distillers his as Izzy stumbles back to her feet, Blackwell raising her arm as she wipes away some blood that had pooled above her eye with her forearm. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Here is your winner! IZZY! VAN! DOOOOOREEEEN!!!

Chet Kensington: Jesus Christ, the women of VANGUARD don’t know how to pull any punches, do they?.

Mark Stephens: So far, that doesn’t seem to be the case. Aphrodite took every opportunity she could to try and keep the fiery Izzy Van Doren down but Izzy’s never say die attitude shined through and it picked her up a very impressive victory. A great showing by both women, but Izzy tonight is the victor.

Chet Kensington: I think I should go and check on her!

Mark Stephens: Don’t make me get a spray bottle for you...

[ Izzy starts making her way up the ramp, holding her head and slapping hands as we cut to commercial break. ]

[GAIA]

Rhett Sweeney: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Rhett Sweeney: With a 30-minute time limit!

[ As the beat drops with the final line of the intro of “Almost Famous” by G-Easy, the fans await the smug D.C. Willand’s arrival… but for a brief 30 seconds, he is nowhere to be seen. ]

Mark Stephens: Well, we are awaiting the arrival of D.C. Wiland, but it seems he’s being held up.

Chet Kensington: He does things on his own time. I’m sure he’s just being fashionably late. That’s more his style. Just give him a few more seconds.

[ “Almost Famous” begins to die down much to the crowds confusion. But their curiosity is soon met with an answer as Wiland emerges from the curtain, landing on the rampway with a sickeningly stiff thud! Emerging quickly after in a haste is Lord Enon, tossing security guards off of him. ]

Chet Kensington: What the hell is going on!? These two are meant to be having a match!

Mark Stephens: Wiland led the attack that caused the no contest on the last chapter show, Chet. I don’t think he had any intention of settling this one in a sanctioned match!

[ Wiland is on hands and knees, visibly really hurt from the altercation backstage as Enon pulls him up by both sides of the neck, yelling in his face! ]

Lord Enon: BY MY HANDS, YOU WILL BE THE FIRST OF MANY TO PERISH!

[ With those words, he hoists Wiland onto his shoulder, pulling him out in front and DRIVES HIS HEAD ONTO THE STAGE FLOOR WITH A DETONATION TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! ]

Chet Kensington: JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!

[ Medics start to rush onto the stage area as Enon plants a foot into Wiland’s chest, raising both his arms into the air and lets out a loud, warrior-like yell as we cut to commercial. ]

[GAIA]

Mark Stephens: Ladies and gentlemen, before we went to commercial Lord Enon assaulted D.C. Wiland backstage and it spilt onto the stage area. D.C. was looking in really rough shape from the assault but it was made clear by Enon he wanted to take it a step further with a Tombstone Piledriver onto the stage. While we were in commercial, Wiland was stretchered out with a neck brace on, we're hoping for a speedy recovery and, of course, to hear possible repercussions for Lord Enon's actions.

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Rhett Sweeney: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Rhett Sweeney: With a 20-minute time limit!

[ The eerie strings of “Flying Whales” by Gojira plays as the house lights go down, returning with red and white strobe lights as the beat kicks in as Stacy DeVille enters onto the stage. very focused, she makes her way down to the ring, slapping a few hands on her way to the ring. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Introducing first! From the Rose City, weighing in tonight at 137 pounds! SHE IS THE SUPLEX QUEEN! STAAAAACYYYYYY!!! DEEEEEEEVIIIIIIIILLE!!!

Mark Stephens: This has been a match that has been generating quite a lot of buzz over social media since it was announced, two women who had really impressive showings despite losing their respective matches last chapter show, proved they have what it takes to get it done in VANGUARD Pro and, after a challenge was issued out by Stacy DeVille, the match was made official then and there. And the promise behind this match stealing the show tonight is almost inevitable.

Chet Kensington: Stacy had the match of the night last chapter show against Azurine Vebbins who we’ll be seeing in the main event tonight against Chloé Leuthard. The loss was anything but decisive, but it lit a fire in the belly of Stacy DeVille to redeem that defeat and she doesn’t want to compete against just any opponent, she hand-picked Raena Ripley to be her opponent out of respect for her abilities and to push herself to that next limit. It’s ballsy, but I like it.

Mark Stephens: When it comes to the female roster of VANGUARD, I don’t think there is a better pure athlete than DeVille, she is well-respected and for good reason. Push comes to shove, she’s one of the best in the ring. All she needs is the accolades to prove that and, with the promise of gold coming to VANGUARD Pro, her sights have to be set on claiming the gold.

Chet Kensington: I don’t think there is anyone in the back that doesn’t have their sights set on the future championships of this company, and if they don’t, they don’t want to be here. The women of VANGUARD have made it clear through their efforts that they want the gold, they want the glory, and only the strongest are going to get that first shot. And the winner of this match? You got to assume they’ll be up there on the shortlist of contenders.

[ DeVille raises a fist for the ruckus crowd who can be heard chanting “Let’s Go Stacy” as “Flying Whales” die down. Stacy stands in her corner, looking focused as she bounces on her toes, limbering up as she awaits the arrival of her opposition. ]

[ The crowd don’t at all die down as “Fire, Fire” by Heaven’s Basement hits and Raena Ripley steps out from behind the curtain bursting with energy as she runs to both sides of the stage to rally the crowd behind her. She breaks into a brisk jog as she makes her way down the aisle, slapping every extended hand she can. ]

Rhett Sweeney: And her tag team partner! From Brick Rock City, Nevada, weighing in tonight at 135 pounds! SHE IS THE MID MORNING INFERNO! RAAAAAEEEENAAAA!!! RIIIIIPLEEEEEEEY!!!

Chet Kensington: Not many have been able to capture the hearts of the VANGUARD Pro faithful quite like Raena Ripley has been able to. The self-proclaimed Ultimate Spitfire has made a lasting first impression despite her defeat in a tag team match last chapter, a lot of people have seen her as the ultimate underdog of the female division, that she has what it takes to one day become the champion of the division.

Mark Stephens: Ask the woman herself, she doesn’t feel like that moment will come that far down the road. She wants to be one of the top contenders when the title becomes know, she wants to make her name people want to see at the top of the list of challengers for the right to be the inaugural champion. As you said, the winner of this match may very well become one of the top names on the list, but it ultimately comes down to who wants it more. That’s what we’re here to find out.

Chet Kensington: Raena has an uphill battle though, Stacy has several years of in-ring experience on her, a collegiate background that makes her a risk to be on the mat with, but if the last chapter revealed any kinks in Stacy’s armor, it’s that she can be surprised. Raena has to take any opening she can find because if Stacy doesn’t give her an inch, Raena will be going down a mile on the list of contenders.

[ Raena slides into the ring and comes face to face with Stacy before removing her jacket and tossing it aside. She heads to her corner, giving the crowd a little fanfare before turning back to Stacy. Both women look focus, Larry Blackwell gets both their confirmation that they’re ready to go and calls for the bell. ]

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

Duelling chants of “Let’s Go Stacy! -- Let’s Go Ripley!” persists in the crowd as both women begin to circle the ring, not breaking eye contact with each other, looking for the first opening to exploit as the circle begins to tighten towards the center of the ring. Raena makes a grab at the leg of Stacy, but Stacy was quick to predict it, dropping down into a forward headlock on the canvas. Ripley tries to slip out, but Stacy gator rolls her along the canvas, showing she has dominance on the canvas before switching to a side headlock. Raena takes her time to make it up to her feet, backing up to the ropes to launch Stacy off, but Stacy holds her grip, pulling Raena back down to the canvas with the side headlock. Raena tries once again, able to get to her feet and push Stacy into the ropes, able to send her off this time, catching her for a hip toss. Azurine tried the same thing last chapter, Stacy predicting it like she did then, and switches over to deliver her own hip toss. But Raena quickly delivers a knee to the stomach, winding Stacy for a brief second but just enough to mount her shoulders and deliver a step-up Hurricanrana! Stacy quickly gets back up to her feet, able to see an oncoming Raena coming, side-stepping her, sending her chest-first into the ropes and grabs her around the waist and tosses her overhead with a German Suplex! But Raena shows incredible agility flipping over and landing on her feet! Stacy is caught off guard as she turns around into a hip toss by Ripley, who cartwheels through and looks for a basement dropkick, only for Stacy to sweep the feet from under her with a swift motion of her leg, laying her back on Ripley and hooking the leg for a quick cover attempt!

Larry Blackwell: ON--

Not even a one count as Raena pulls Stacy over with a Crucifix cover!

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THRE--!!

The crowd let out a loud surprise at how close Raena was able to pin Stacy then and there. Stacy gets to her knees, but Raena is waiting, a smirk on her face as she demonstrates with her fingers just how close she was to pinning Stacy, who seems very tongue-in-cheek about almost being surprised by a flash pin a second time. Raena confidently allows Stacy to get back to her feet, which Stacy reluctantly accepts. The two begin to circle again, getting closer, but this time Stacy doesn’t make the same mistake twice, grabbing Raena by the wrist, twisting it before applying a hammerlock. Raena is caught off guard this time, but plays it cool as she performs a tiger spin to escape the hammerlock and drop toe holds Stacy to the canvas, quickly jumping into a side headlock, only to be quickly countered by Stacy who is easily able to make her way to her feet with Raena holding on, lifting her up by the waist and dropping her to the canvas with an amateur style slam, getting her in a front headlock before electing to let go, slapping the top of Raena’s head as she backs off. This time it’s Raena tongue-in-cheek, Stacy beckoning for Raena to get back to her feet which she reluctantly accepts. The crowd showing approval for this even early display.

The competitive drive starts to really pick up between the two as the two really start picking up the pace. Raena counters another side headlock into a push off the ropes, only to be met with a shoulder block. Stacy runs off the ropes but Raena flips onto her stomach so Stacy has to run over her, although she stops herself from making another lap of the ring, Raena is able to spring to her feet and goad to charge back at her, which she does only to be sidestepped, rebounding from the ropes to be met with a stunning dropkick that sends Stacy rolling to the outside while Raena leads a clap for the crowd as she picks up momentum for a big dive to the outside. Stacy is able to see it coming and moves out of the way but Raena is able to catch herself on the ropes as she somersaults over with her hands, skinning the cat back into ring, Stacy isn’t aware of Raena avoiding the crash and burn but notices too late as Raena makes a second attempt at the somersault plancha and is able to catch Stacy flush, yelling out to the crowd who are full of adrenaline from the opening minutes of this contest.

Raena rolls Stacy back into the ring, climbing onto the apron as Stacy finds her way to her feet, too close to the ropes to follow up with another dive, but finds an opportunity to slingshot in for a DDT! But Stacy shows incredible strength as she stops her momentum down, holding Raena who is wide-eyed as Stacy stumbles to the center of the ring lifting her up and dropping her with an incredible suplex counter. Momentum effectively shifting sides, Stacy keeps on the attack with a series of loud chops against the chest of Raena, taking the wind out of her sails as her chest begins to light up a bright red. The plan seems very simple now for Stacy as she wraps both her arms around Raena’s abdomen and squeezes her ribs in with a Bearhug submission, wearing out some of Raena’s stamina before tossing her over her head with a powerful belly-to-belly suplex! Stacy makes a cover, making sure to put as much of her weight on Raena’s abdomen as possible.

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! T--

Not enough as Raena kicks out. Stacy doesn’t seem too bothered by this, instead staying on the attack on her opponent with a strong Irish whip into the corner, which sees Ripley slamming hard back-first into the corner that sees her writhe with pain, clearly showing signs of her ribs being hurt. Stacy charges in for a body avalanche, but Ripley shows some signs of fight as she raises both her feet to push Stacy back to the center of the ring, running in only to be caught by Stacy and a devastating spinning spinebuster that doesn’t help Ripley in the slightest as Stacy makes another cover.

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! TH--

Once again, Raena shows enough resolve to kick out again. Stacy seems confident that she’s in control of this match as she raises Raena to her feet, hooking the arm over her shoulder as she lifts her up for another suplex. Raena shows life again as she wriggles enough for Stacy to have to put her down behind her, grabbing DeVille’s waist and pulling her to the canvas with an O’Connor Roll. The fans anticipate an upset as the count is being made.

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THREE--

Stacy is able to push Raena off just in the nick of time for an uncomfortably close fall! Raena catches herself on the ropes after Stacy forced her off, DeVille approaching her to try and finish off The Mid Morning Inferno, BUT UNEXPECTEDLY, RAENA TURNS AROUND AND CLOCKS HER IN THE FACE WITH A MIGHTY PUNCH! Both competitors fall to the canvas, Raena from exhaust and Stacy from having her senses knocked out from the surprise fist of Ripley, who slowly drags herself over to Stacy with an arm draped over her chest for a cover.

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THRE--

No, Stacy gets the shoulder up! Raena needs a second to catch her breath after constantly having the attack of DeVille focused on her midsection as she makes her way to her feet, Stacy coming to her senses as Ripley holds her ribcage, runs off the ropes and delivers a running reverse STO to a kneeling Stacy, floating over and putting all the strength she can muster behind pulling Stacy to her feet before tossing her over with a beautiful Exploder Suplex! A nice combination by Raena, but is unable to capitalise because of how much strain the combination did to her ribs. Though you can see she is mustering up as much fight as she can as she pounds her palm into the canvas, getting back to her own feet and pulling up Stacy with her. She locks the arm as she Pumphandles Stacy up, but it becomes apparent that Stacy was given too much time to recover as she floats over Raena’s head and lands behind her, hooking the arms around her waist and delivering a German Suplex!

Both women look to be at their physical limits as they both take time on the canvas to recover, both women slowly beginning to get back up. Raena seems to be in very bad shape as she attempts the Will-o-Wisp Discus Clothesline, but is met with a knee lift that knocks her out on her feet! Stacy calls for the finish as she pulls Raena’s head between her legs, looking for her finishing Piledriver! But magic looks to strike twice as Raena pulls DeVille’s legs out from under her and rolls over for the Jackknife!

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THREE!

Blackwells hand was an inch from the mat as Stacy kicks out, the crowd almost don’t believe it almost ended that way! Stacy pulls herself up but is blasted with a last-ditch effort by Raena Ripley as she hits the Blazin’ Spin Kick, catching the side of Stacy’s head that keeps her on her feet albeit groggy, using the last of her strength to execute her Blue Thunder Bomb -- The Ripley Bomb! Holding herself in position for another cover!

Larry Blackwell: ONE! TWO! THREE!!

Not a single person in the room is standing as Stacy, somehow, someway, finds the resolve to kick out yet again! MUCH LESS SNAPPING INTO ACTION FROM THE COVER, GRABBING RIPLEY’S LEG AND TURNING HER ONTO HER STOMACH WHILE APPLYING THE STRETCH MUFFLER! Raena is yelling out in pain, Stacy yelling also as she is trying to force her to tap out, the crowd don’t know how to react as both women try their best to either force the submission or find a way out! Ripley is holding on, Stacy doing all she can to get her to submit as she plants a knee into her spine to apply more pressure! The match becomes a tug of war until suddenly!...

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

[ Both women collapse on the canvas at the sound of the bell, both exhausted to the point they were holding on with all they had left in the tank, but the crowd are confused despite being in awe. ]

Chet Kensington: What just happened, Mark? Did Ripley tap out? I couldn’t see from my monitor if she did.

Mark Stephens: I.. I don’t know, Chet. I couldn’t see either.

Chet Kensington: These two were putting on possibly the best women's wrestling match of the decade and… we don’t even know if Stacy won? What the fuck is going on!?

Mark Stephens: Rhett Sweeney is entering the ring, perhaps he can shed some light on what just transpired.

[ Rhett Sweeney enters the ring as both Larry Blackwell and Howie Dewitt help both Stacy DeVille and Raena Ripley to their feet, both women looking like they want to keep going but their bodies tell an entirely different story. Sweeney stands between them, raising the microphone to his mouth. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Ladies and gentlemen, the 20-minute time limit has expired, ruling this contest a draw!

Chet Kensington: Are you serious!? We were probably seconds from seeing a winner and the time limit expired!? Talk about anti-climactic!

Mark Stephens: While I share your sentiments, Chet, the ruling stands and that doesn’t seem to be making a lot of people in attendance tonight very happy.

[ The crowd boo this result and chants break out of “5 more minutes!” to which both competitors try and convince the officials to make it happen, but neither of them are complying. Vernon Tressler makes his way to ringside, getting onto the apron as both ladies try to convince the officials they can keep going, beckoning them over. We are unable to hear what he is saying but you can see him gesturing backstage. The officials open the ropes for both Ripley and DeVille as they assist them backstage, being led by Vernon Tressler. ]

Chet Kensington: I don’t know what to make of this. What did Vernon say to them? What’s going to happen now?!

Mark Stephens: Your guess is as good as mine, Chet. But one thing's for certain; we’re not going to hear the end of this.

[ Both Women make their way backstage, fans in a mix of boos at the result and “That was Awesome” chants as we go to commercial. ]

[GAIA]

[ We return to the arena, fans anticipating the final match of the evening as Rhett Sweeney clears his throat before raising the microphone. ]

Rhett Sweeney: The following contest scheduled for one fall! --

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Rhett Sweeney: Is your main event of the evening! With a 30-minute time limit!

[ “Radio Gaga” by Queen plays through the arena, the crowd sing along to the lyrics as Azurine Vebbins pirouettes onto the entrance, a sole spotlight provides an ethereal glow as she begins to descend down the ramp like an automaton practising aerobics. She performs various other dance steps while making her way to the eastern ring apron. Along the way, she waves, high-fives and hugs certain chanters she comes into contact with. ]

Rhett Sweeney: Introducing first! From San Angeles, California, weighing in tonight at 115 pounds! SHE IS THE ADORKABLE ANGEL! AZUUUUUURIIIIIIINE!!! VEEEEEEBBIIIIIIINS!!!

Mark Stephens: Azurine Vebbins might be one of the most fan adored members of the VANGUARD Pro roster after, and no discredit to her, she pulled off a huge upset victory over Stacy DeVille last chapter show. She absolutely proved that she deserves to be in heavy consideration for the top contenders for the women’s division championship.

Chet Kensington: I got to be honest with you, Mark, I counted her out against Stacy. The way she speaks, the way she dances to the ring, I thought she had no business being in the ring with a serious and hungry competitor like DeVille, but she proved me wrong. And I have to agree now, she deserves to be on the top of the list.

Mark Stephens: I think quite a few people counted her out, but she made a believer out of a number of the VANGUARD Pro faithful but one person she has seemingly been unable to make a believer out of is her opponent tonight.

[ Azurine glides between the bottom and middle ropes, performing another pirouette as the spotlight remains on her, smiling as the room lights return to normal. She backs into her respective corner, awaiting her opponent. ]

[ "Storm The Sorrow" by Epica plays as Chloé Leuthard steps out from behind the curtain, walking with grace and a confident smirk on her face, displaying her arrogance as she holds her arms aloft, almost as if she is to be a subject of worship for the fans in attendance, who don’t take this in kind. ]

Rhett Sweeney: And her opponent! From Winterthur, Switzerland, weighing in tonight at 114 pounds! SHE IS THE DESTROYING ANGEL! CHLOOOOOÉÉÉÉÉ! LEEEUUUTHAAARD!!!

Chet Kensington: We can’t ignore the fact that Chloe Leuthard had an impressive showing in her own right. She displayed her beauty, her grace but, most importantly, her bad side and there is absolutely a mean streak to this golden radiating goddess known as Chloe Leuthard.

Mark Stephens: Picking up a big victory over Pandora Barrett, Chloe takes exception with the idea that Azurine stands in the front of the line of contenders for the championship, saying it is her right to be the inaugural female champion of VANGUARD because no one matches her in skill, marketability and results. She firmly believes these claims and is confident she can back them up.

Chet Kensington: And wouldn’t you, Mark? Wouldn’t you want a woman who is strong and confident to be your champion instead of someone like Azurine who is so easy to look down on? All credit to Azurine in the ring, but Chloe is an elitist in every sense of the word and if she wants something, you bet she will do all she can to take it.

[ “Storm The Sorrow” begins to die down, fans adamantly booing Chloe but she pays it really no mind as chants of “AZURINE! AZURINE!” break out instead, the happy-go-lucky Vebbins giving them another pirouette… ONLY FOR CHLOE TO CHEAP SHOT HER WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BACK OF HER RIGHT KNEE! The crowd begin to rain down in boo’s as Chloe is held back by Howie Dewitt, Azurine holding her knee as a ringside official is checking on her. ]

Mark Stephens: What an uncalled for act by Chloe Leuthard. Azurine did nothing to deserve that.

Chet Kensington: Azurine was showboating in front of her opposition. Chloe saw an opportunity and took it. That is what she brings to the table! Decisive thinking, and results. You can’t argue it’s effective.

Mark Stephens: That doesn’t make it right. The entire night, the women of VANGUARD went to great lengths to state their claim to the top of the ladder, malicious or tenacious, but this? This was just a short cut.

[ Azurine hobbles up to a leg as Howie Dewitt is checking on her, all the while Chloe is smirking a devilish grin as she sees the fruits of her labor as Azurine finds it difficult to put pressure on her leg. The fans show verbal concern as a replay shows the angle in which Azurine’s leg collapsed from the chop block. Despite being able to only put a little pressure on her leg, she is adamant that she can continue the match, to which the fans cheer on despite Howie’s concern. ]

Mark Stephens: Azurine refusing to forfeit this match against Chloe, Chet. The girl has so much heart she wants to compete.

Chet Kensington: Is it brave or foolish? The women here are not playing nice in their pursuit of the championship, especially Chloe, and Azurine had the nerve to dance in front of her. She has guts, all credit to her, but how long does she think she can last with Chloe on one good leg?

[ Howie is hesitant to do it, but seeing as Chloe and Azurine want to proceed with the match, he calls for the bell. ]

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

Azurine’s heart has easily made the fans very vocal in rallying behind the Adorkable Angel, but it has also made them very vocal in their displeasure in the Destroying Angel as she takes quick stomps into the side of Azurine’s leg instead of going for lock-ups. Chloe’s arrogance is in full display as she mocks Vebbins, knowing her tactic has given her the edge following every extra shot to the leg she delivers. One shot in particular completely buckles her leg and she falls to a knee, all the while Chloe gets in her face, taunting her.

Chloe Leuthard: You don’t belong in my world. You don’t belong in *my* main event. You don’t belong in *MY* VANGUARD. Go home, little girl. Go home and let the real stars shi--.

One palm strike is all it takes from Azurine to shut Chloe up, her demeanor of arrogance shifts to one of being exasperated as she feels at the side of her face that was blistered with an open palm. She furiously turns back to Azurine but, much to her surprise, she is met with another palm strike, then another, then another, a barrage of them backing Chloe into the ropes as Azurine is fighting back against her oppressor with the fans firmly behind her. Azurine sends Chloe off the ropes with an Irish Whip, hoping to keep momentum on her side, but a slight hobble into position for whatever she was planning costs her big time as Chloe returns and delivers a dropkick to the injured right leg of Azurine who crumbles onto her back, clutching at her knee with an expression of pain clear on her face.

Hate still burns in Chloe’s eyes, the palms besmirching her self-adored facial features lighting a more aggressive fire inside her as she grabs at Azurine’s leg and lays stomps into the back of Azurine’s knee with the verbal screaming from the downed Vebbins showing that every strike is causing damage. Howie gives Chloe the count of five to break it up.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI--HEY!

Howie tries pulling Chloe away when he doubts Chloe will oblige, but Chloe instead drives a European Uppercut into the side of Azurine’s knee before breaking away, that shot making a loud cry of anguish escape from Azurine as the crowd continue their downpour of displeasure in the actions of Leuthard. She shows absolutely no restraint as Howie Dewitt tries to keep her off Azurine to check on her, but Chloe lets him hear an earful instead.

Chloe Leuthard: Don’t you dare touch me!

She pushes past Howie, grabbing Azurine’s leg again, this time torquing at the knee while delivering the occasional elbow strike to the side of the knee. The match seemingly one-sided since the pre-match attack, Chloe starts to feel some of her arrogance rushing back as she holds a foot on Azurine’s knee, gloating once more and getting no different reaction that she had previous. She drops down and applies an Indian Death Lock onto Azurine as all she can do is grit her teeth to hold back yells of pain as Chloe applies pressure, albeit lackadaisical as she feels firmly and utterly in control of her opponent.

Crowd: PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!

The crowd keep rallying behind Azurine, who is refusing despite all the pain she has already gone through to tap out to the hold. Chloe starts to look astonished as Azurine starts dragging herself closer and closer to the ropes, applying more pressure but it doesn’t seem to slow Azurine down any as she comes fingertips away from the ropes before finally, after a gruelling thirty seconds, she manages to wrap her fingers around the bottom rope to make the break.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! F--

Chloe breaks the hold, her arrogance once again submerging as she now looks frustrated that Azurine is presenting more of a task than she initially anticipated. She looks to continue the assault on Vebbins’ tendon but grabbing her right leg only causes the left one to find its mark against the side of her temple to kick her away, using the ropes to pull herself up. Chloe’s frustration gets the better of her as she charges at Azurine, only to be low-bridged and sent sprawling over the top rope and out onto the floor, crashing back-first into the thin padding below. Azurine pulls herself up, trying to limber up and get feeling back into her leg as Chloe starts to get to her own feet. Azurine keeps her attention on her as she uses to ropes to support her, and as Chloe gets to her feet, she is met with a huge springboard plancha that sends both women down with Azurine landing on Chloe! The heart shown by Azurine continues to keep the fans rallying behind her as she uses the guardrails this time to get to her feet, hobbling over to Chloe and pushing her back into the ring. Crawling under the bottom rope, she hooks the leg to try and score the victory.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! TH--!!

The sudden burst put Azurine back into the fight, but not enough to keep Chloe down for the three. Azurine once again has to use the ring to find her way back up to her feet, loosening her boot strings to try and get some circulation of blood flow through the leg before she makes her way back to Chloe who is only just now coming back to one knee. Azurine fires a series of forearm shivers into the jaw of Chloe, knocking her groggy as Azurine starts to hobble towards the ropes, picking up momentum as she comes back for a tilt-a-whirl headscissors. But Chloe was playing possum and instead drops Azurine onto her knee with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Pushing Azurine off and onto her knees, Chloe finds it much easier to pick up momentum as she runs off the ropes and catches Azurine right in the jaw with a basement European Uppercut! She makes a quick cover attempt.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THR--!!

No! Azurine just keeps on fighting through the punishment. Chloe is trying to keep a level-head, smart enough to know her frustration is causing her to slip up and cost her small moments. She pulls herself together as she pulls Azurine up, hoisting her up for a back suplex, moving forward to slingshot her off the ropes for more momentum for the drop! Azurine somehow shifts her weight and instead, Chloe falls over forwards and eats the canvas with a nice bulldog by Vebbins! Azurine starts to feel a second win, pumping herself up as she pulls herself up to her feet, despite the motivation keeping her going, you can also tell there is a hint of desperation as she makes her way back to Chloe with a hobble. As she meets Chloe, who has pulled herself to her feet at this point, she is immediately met with a series of knees to the midsection, the prelude to the Sweetheart Sock Hop, but Azurine can’t keep balance firing the superkick to the jaw of Chloe, who retorts with a superkick of her own right into the knee of Azurine that makes her fall to the other. No matter what Azurine can muster, Chloe seems to find an answer for everything.

Chloe hooks Azurine’s arm, head tucked under her own arm as she signals for the end to the crowd who lament the possibility as she looks for her Hammerlock DDT. But the quickly turn to cheers as Chloe’s showboating gave Azurine enough time to recoup and counter with a bridging Northern Light Suplex, only her left leg anchoring her down to the bridge.

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THR--!!

Though she was caught off guard, it wasn’t enough to keep her down. Chloe quickly sprawls to her feet, but she is surprised again as not only did Azurine beat her back up, but she fired a superkick that found the mark right into Chloe’s chin and both women go down to the canvas. Azurine starts to roll towards the apron as Chloe looks glass-eyed up at the ceiling from the superkick. Azurine is first up, pulling herself up on the apron, stomping on the apron to get feeling back in her leg as the crowd clap to the beat. Chloe starting to find her senses.

But boo’s rain down again as, without Howie’s knowledge, Aphrodite Marie has made it to ringside and pulls at Azurine’s left leg to pull her off the apron. She looks for a superkick of her own, but Azurine beats her to it! The Modern Day Goddess of Love and Beauty is rocked as Azurine pulls her focus back to her opponent, climbing back onto the apron as Chloe is to her own feet, springboarding once more with a double axe handle! BUT SHE EATS A BICYCLE KICK OUT OF NOWHERE! ANGELIC DEMISE FINDS ITS MARK AS CHLOE FALLS INTO THE COVER!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREEE!!

The crowd erupt as Azurine, somehow, someway, finds the strength to kick out at two! No one can believe it, not the referee, not the fans, not the commentators and especially not Chloe who looks beyond astonished at the revelation that didn’t finish the match. Despite everything, Azurine manages to hold on despite the near impossible. Chloe doesn’t have much left to deliver, but Azurine doesn’t have much more she can physically take. Chloe pulls Azurine up, lifting her horizontally for the Fall Away Slam she calls the Rhine Falls! BUT AZURINE CATCHES HERSELF ON CHLOES BACK, CRUCIFIX PIN!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREE…

WHAT THE HELL! Aphrodite pulls Howie out of the ring as he’s making the count! Azurine had that one but Aphrodite just cost her the fall! She’s flirting with Howie now, running her finger along his jawline, keeping him distracted as Azurine let’s go of the fall not aware of what’s going on! She notices it now, Aphrodite has Howie seduced! Hold on though, a fan has jumped the barricade! Security are unable to stop the person before she turns Aphrodite around and clocks her in the mouth with a stiff right punch! Security swarm the fan who throws their hood back -- it was Izzy! Van Doren came back to even the odds! Intentionally for Azurine or not, Aphrodite seems out of the picture as Howie returns to the ring!

Azurine turns back to her opponent...who sweeps her legs out from under her! Chloe is grapevining the legs, the Purgatory Sharpshooter is about to spell the end for Azurine! NO! AZURINE PULLS CHLOE IN AS SHE LEANS IN, A MODIFIED SMALL PACKAGE CATCHES CHLOE OFF GUARD AGAIN!

Howie Dewitt: ONE! TWO! THREEE!!!

[ DING! DING! DING! ]

[ The fans erupt as the count is made and the bell sounds, “Radio Gaga” begins to play as Azurine laying on the canvas holding her leg after all the punishment but a wide smile on her face knowing she pulled off another victory. Chloe, on the other hand, is stunned and in disbelief, as she is on her knees. ]

Rhett Sweeney: HERE IS YOUR WINNER! AZUUUUURIIIIIINE!!! VEEEEEEBBIIIIIINS!!!

Mark Stephens: Azurine does it again! She pulls out another come from behind victory from one hell of a match, Chet! Azurine pulling off upset after upset, but I don’t think anyone can deny she has proven she can hang in the ring with just about anyone.

Chet Kensington: You have to give a small amount of credit to Izzy Van Doren, but I can’t deny it, Azurine did it. Chloe did all she could to cut Azurine down, but she kept getting back up. I can respect that, despite thinking Chloe should be the franchise for the female division, it’s clear Azurine has earned the right to be a top figure in the division.

[ Chloe makes her leave, looking annoyed as Azurine has tears in her eyes, holding herself on the ropes as Howie Dewitt raises her arm, the crowd showing their appreciation for her effort... ]

[ The celebration is cut short as “Welcome to the Real World” by Gunn begins to play, Azurine looking at the rampway as Vernon Tressler comes out, applauding Azurine as he makes his way to the ring, flanked by both Stacy DeVille and Raena Ripley, who have changed into their casual gear. All three figures join Azurine in the ring as Vernon asks for Rhett Sweeney’s mic. ]

Chet Kensington: The boss is out here and I have zero idea why, Mark.

Mark Stephens: I think he’s about to tell us.

[ Tressler shakes Azurine’s hand before he raises the microphone. ]

Vernon Tressler: Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Mrs Azurine Vebbins for one hell of a victory.

[ The crowd happily oblige this request, even Stacy and Raena joining into a degree before Vernon speaks up again. ]

Vernon Tressler: Now, I am sure you’re all wondering why I am out here again, and with these two ladies behind me, both who also had an instant classic less than an hour ago, am I right?

[ Once again, the crowd take a second to show their approval, Azurine joining in this time. Vernon gets back on track. ]

Vernon Tressler: Well you see, after seeing that performance and this performance, I ran a decision by the higher-ups and that decision just got greenlighted mere seconds ago. I was going to wait but after that performance, I think now is as good a time as any. All three of you are exceptional talents on the VANGUARD Pro roster and it seems like the three of you have some unfinished business. Azurine pinning Stacy last chapter show. Raena and Stacy coming to a controversial time limit draw earlier tonight. And, I am sure, Azurine you had your sights set on a match with Raena in the future. So I think I found a way to accomplish all three at the same time.

[ The fans pick up, knowing what he’s about to announce. ]

Vernon Tressler: Now, you’re all a little banged up so I think this score should be settled when you’re all 100%. Say, Chapter 4? We will have Azurine Vebbins. Versus Stacy DeVille. Versus Raena Ripley. In a Triple Threat match!

[ The crowd cheer as they here this announcement, but Vernon asks for their decorum as all three women shift eyes between each other, all three smirking. ]

Vernon Tressler: And I think it’s only fair to think this match will determine the best in VANGUARD Pro. So it is also fitting we brand them as such. So the winner of this match will be the inaugural… VANGUARD Pro… BELLATRIX! CHAMPION!

[ There is an all-around standing ovation and verbal approval as Tressler makes his leave from the ring, leaving the three women in the ring, looking at each other with grins on their faces, knowing what is on the horizon for them. ]

Mark Stephens: What an announcement from Vernon Tressler, Chet! A Triple Threat match to decide the first of VANGUARD Pro’s champions; the Bellatrix Champion! What a match that is going to be between these women.

Chet Kensington: These three have lit up the female division for VANGUARD, put it on the map, made it the highlight of every show and they rightfully deserve to the top three in the division, but there can only be room on the top for one! Who will it be, Mark? Who will be the inaugural champion?!

Mark Stephens: Only time will tell, Chet. But that is all the time we have tonight, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you to the VANGUARD Pro Faithful who have stayed with us, who waited through the delays, we are back in full force and if you have nothing else to expect, expect more great wrestling action when we come back with Chapter 3 and soon, Chapter 4 where we will find out our first champion. Until then, I’ve been Mark Stephens, for Chet Kensington, we will see you next time!

[ The scene begins to fade to black, one last shot of the three eager competitors before the VANGUARD Pro logo comes on screen, calling an end to the show. ]