Frontline - January 28th, 2019 [Results]

The Sanctum

Toronto, Ontario

As soon as Frontline began “Insanity Snydrome” filled The Sanctum. The crowd showed their feelings to whichever member of Enigma Protocol was about to come out. Impressively they got even louder in their hated as the Elysium World Champion Miguel Villalobos and his sister Isabella walked out from the back. Miguel was in his full entrance attire, the Elysium World Title around his waist.

Miguel stood at the top of the ramp and looked out over the crowd, his subjects. The pair then made their way towards the ring. Isabella entered while Miguel paced around and eventually took a seat on this throne. The music faded out as Isabella raised the mic to her mouth.

“Last week my brother, el Rey Lobo, sat there on his throne and presided over his kingdom! Who else has done that? Where was the benevolent Alyssa Daniels? She only showed her face when she had too. SHIDO? He was too busy with his vanity to care. Holland? That neanderthal only cares about himself and what benefits him.”

The crowd popped at the mention of the former champion Daniels. “Miguel is the King that Elysium needs. One willing to reign over his kingdom. Willing to make the calls that need to be made. You can’t hate him all you want. But you WILL respect him!” More hate was thrown at Isabella. She just smirked.

“The Kingdom of the Wolf is still young. You still don’t have faith in your King. You will soon learn the error of your ways. One day soon you will come to love El Rey Lobo, Miguel Villalobos! You will…”

A slow murmur in the crowd gradually turned to roof-rattling cheers. At the top of the ramp, no music or fanfare, Alyssa Daniels stepped out onto the ramp. She had a microphone in hand and a look of intensity on her face. This was clearly not a social call.

“Where is he?”

Miguel and Isabella looked to Alyssa in confusion but interest. Before either could respond, Alyssa spoke.

“Where is Leland? He was supposed to be here an hour ago and he never showed. There’s no way the two of you aren’t involved. Tell me what you’ve done to him now!”

Isabella looks over her shoulder and discussed something with Miguel rapidly in Spanish. She turned back to face Alyssa. “Why would we tell you that? Watching you squirm and worry is so much fun. El Rey Lobo cares nothing for your lost puppy.”

Alyssa realized that this wasn’t getting her anywhere and while Leland was missing, this was wasting time. She turned her back on the two and went backstage to continue her search.


The first match of the evening saw the reigning Iron Champion, “The Nightmare King” Lio Walsh hit the ring and “The Dragon Lord” Yuuto Tatsugami was out next. Before the bell could sound Walsh rushed Tatsugami and smashed him with a forearm shot to the back of the head.

“That was to be expected. The Iron Champion is no one for honor.” Thad Balk said.

“He is Iron Champion! Those matches are brutal. He just needs to remember that he can’t do that shit in this match and he’ll be fine. Tatsugami hasn’t won it weeks!” Filth Murphy said.

“Perhaps The Dragon Lord is due.” Balk responded.

Walsh kept Tatsugami subdued in the corner with some big stomps. Walsh then got some distance and went to charge the corner but Tatsugami exploded out of the corner with a shoot kick that put Walsh on his ass. Walsh got to his feet and Tatsugami blasted him with a bicycle knee to the chest.

Tatsugami stalked Walsh and hit him with a high roundhouse kick. The Sanctum was behind Tatsugami as he then went for Cataclysm (Standing Moonsault Double Knee Drop) but Walsh rolled out of the way and hit Tatsugami with a snap DDT. Walsh then hit Tatsugami with Made of Nightmares (Rock Bottom) and covered for the three count.

Winner: Lio Walsh

As soon as the bell rang the audience’s attention was drawn to the ramp where “The Chi-Town Striker” Camille Harrington came running down the ring. Walsh stood ready with the Iron Championship in hand.

“Camille Harrington has come for some revenge after Walsh cost her a match against Danny Hall last night on Frontline.” Balk said. “The Chi-Town Striker looks incensed!”

Harrington slid into the ring and Walsh waited until the last second before dropping to his back, powdering out of the ring. Walsh fled through the crowd with his title, a satisfied look on his pale face.


The tag-team known as Paradise Tango, “The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins and Talia Areano, walked down to the ring. Vebbins requested a microphone and was ready to discuss who their “Mystery Dance Partner” was for their match against The Switchblade Angels at Parts Unknown.

“Chanters, as dose of you who follow Talia and myself on Twitter, we were recently challenged by da Switchblade Angels to a sanctioned contest at Parts Unknown. Bein’ blesties Areano and I knew we had to find an anomaly who could be our ‘3rd Man’, so to speak. A ‘Mystery Dance Partner’ dat Boots Martin, Sara Cross, and Payton Darkstar were familiar wid, but someone dey would never “peg” us workin’ to-ged-er. He wanted dis chance to settle some high scores. Ladies and gentlemen, SAY HELLO… TO “DA #TROLL GUY!”...” Vebbins said and the audience turned their attention to the ramp

“Trying to Find A Balance” by Atmosphere pounded through the arena as “Da Troll Guy” Mariano Fernandez entered on the entrance ramp. Those in attendance erupted with chants and applause for the international phenomenon. He took a moment to soak in the adulation before explaining why he accepted Paradise Tango’s offer.

“Hey yo. How you doing, mang? See the reason I’m here tonight is not just because I received an invitation from the lovely Azurine Vebbins...”

Glancing at her, he bent in a courteous bow.

“... but because upon knowing that the Switchblade Angels were to be their opponents, I KNEW right there and then that I couldn’t miss this one, mang. See, Sara Cross and Payton Darkstar I know by name, but I got something, shall we say special, with Boots Martin...”

At that point, a shadow crossed his face as his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

“SHE WANTS TO PEG ME!”

The audience erupted in laughter as DA #TROLL GUY’s head hung low.

“And so I’m here because I’ve had enough of that shit, chicos. I’m here tonight because I’ll make it very clearl to her that while I love her, she’s not going to get the best of me. And ain’t no better way to do that as two wrestlers know - in the ring, where it matters. So Azurine gave me a call, mang. She said “Manny, you want a crack at Bootsy for da peggin’ din’?” - and when I heard that, I told her… “You’re god damned right I do, mang. Let’s-a-go!”

This time, the crowd started a cheer once more.

“So Bootsy, and Sara, and Payton, here the three of us stand ready to answer your challenge - and know that this Mystery Dance partner is going to take you for a piece that you will forever remember, as an unforgettable night… The night where DA #TROLL GUY, and the Paradise Tango put you down after the dance of your lives.”

Vebbins and Areano approached the entrance ramp and flanked Fernandez. The trio saluted the audience by raising their right fists up. All three exited backstage with Fernandez acting as a gentleman. He did this by letting Vebbins and Areano walk first.


Landon Carter came to the ring to a large ovation from the fans in The Sanctum. Despite only appearing on Glitches so far, the audience knew him and welcomed him with open arms. “The Terror of Toledo” Ryan Gates was out next and he looked particularly pissed off.

“Ryan Gates really needs a victory this evening. He has not won a match this year and is falling further and further down the ladder.” Thad Balk said.

“Yeah I think he’s aware. Look at his face, he looks like he’s ready for murder.” Filth Murphy said.

The match began and Gates look cautious, he was clearly privy to Carter’s striking ability. The two locked up and Carter went for a shot to Gates’ gut but Gates caught it and applied an arm wrench. Gates dropped an elbow to Carter’s shoulder blade and then shoved him forward. Gates then shot in and applied a reverse waist lock before he went for a German suplex and nailed it beautifully.

Carter shot on Gates and applied a reverse waist lock of his own but he applied a mat takedown. Carter spun around and applied a laying sleeper. Carter then fed knee strikes to Gates’ face but Gates started to fight up. Carter released the hold and went for a roundhouse kick but Gates caught it and went for the Blood Reign (Rainmaker) but Carter blocked it and caught Gates with a lariat of his own.

Gates got up to one knee but Carter hit the ropes and came charging back with Greetings From Kings County (Running Knee to the Face)! Gates fell like a sack of potatoes. Carter then got him up but Gates hit a knee to the mid-section. Gates went for the Paradigm Shift but Carter slipped behind Gates, spun him around and dropped him with Bankrupt (Lifting DDT). Carter covered and got the three count.

Winner: Landon Carter


After the match, Ryan Gates rolled out of the ring and grabbed a microphone. He pushed past the timekeeper and climbed back into the ring. He took a breath and wiped some sweat from his forehead.

“Another fucking loss. Great. I am not typically one to make excuses but ever since Frontline came back I have had a nagging feeling and it has been a distraction, I can’t focus on my opponents. For weeks now something has been itching me. Like a little thorn in my side -- it’s just a little prick. At Parts Unknown I want to scratch that itch. I’m want to pluck that thorn. Gabe Shelley! You and me!”

The fans cheered as Gates looks up to the ramp.

“What do you say?”

There’s was long pause before Gabe Shelley’s music hit and he came walking out. He had a microphone in hand and it didn’t take long for his music to end.

“Simple answer. Yes.”

There was a big roar from the fans as Shelley continued.

“At Parts Unknown I show you, I show the Leadership, and I show anyone that might doubt me that I am here to send a message. Much to the dismay of Ramona Holiday and the rest of the Leadership I’m not obsolete. I’m not washed up. I’m going to come to Parts Unknown and I’m going to kick your ass, Gates.”

Gates laughed. “We’ll see. And good luck tonight Gabe, I sure hope that nothing bad happens to you before Parts Unknown.”


The next match started off quick, as expected. The two locked up with Scene getting sent into the ropes but she returned and hit Atropos with a big headscissor takedown which took Atropos to the outside. Scene went for a big dive through the ropes but Atropos caught her with a leaping knee.

Atropos brought Scene onto the apron and went for an apron suplex but Scene blocked it and sent Atropos face first into the ring post. Atropos dropped off of the apron but landed on her feet. This gave Scene enough time to run and push off of the second turnbuckle. Scene came crashing down with a moonsault onto Atropos.

“We are seeing a renewed fire out of Kara Scene here. A win over Atropos would do wonders for Scene’s career but Atropos has not lost since returning to Elysium, this is an uphill battle for Scene.” Thad Balk said.

“Way to be unbiased Textbook. Anyone can beat anyone on any night!” Filth Murphy said.

“Not an untrue statement.” Balk replied.

Once back in the ring Scene went for a dropsault but Atropos swatted it away and then grounded Scene with a high impact dropsault of her own. Scene tried to recover quickly but Atropos tossed her across the ring with a Judo throw. Atropos tried to follow that up with a running knee but Scene moved and Atropos hit the corner. Scene rolled her up and got a two count.

Both scrambled to get back to their feet and Scene was quicker. Scene was able to pop up and hit Atropos with another head scissors and then Scene screamed “Go to Hell!” right before blasting Atropos with a shining wizard. Scene covered again but again only got a two count.

“It feels like it’s Scene’s night! Atropos is getting fucked up right now.

Scene attempted the Rules of Attraction (Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick) but Atropos evaded it and hit Scene with a head scissors of her own into a Fujiwara arm bar! Atropos then transitioned into Chosen By Fate (Rear Naked Choke) and Scene had no choice but to submit.

Winner: Atropos

After the bell Yuki Kita entered the ring with a microphone and congratulated Atropos on her victory.

“Atropos you have said in the past that you are looking for a Hybrid Championship match. Should F.M. Young retain tonight, will you challenge her for a match at Parts Unknown?” Kita asked.

“I want to challenge whomever wins tonight. Should Talia take the Hybrid Title, she may have to do double duty at Parts Unknown and I would take no pleasure in beating someone for a title if they have already wrestled that night. Should Talia win, I will challenge her at a later date.” Atropos said, “But should F.M. Young win tonight then consider this a challenge for Parts Unknown. I know that she said she would rather quit than be forced to ‘murder me’ so I am here to relieve her of that potential guilt. Please Young, try to come and murder me. Bring whatever you have because unlike last time...I’ll be ready.”


“There you are!”

Alyssa rounded the corner in The Sanctum’s basement and found Leland Morgan sitting in front of a painting, brush in hand. The painting depicted himself flying with a fist out - reminiscent of Thor with Mjolnir - slamming down into and obliterating Tommy Kapstone and Kara Scene. The painting was actually very good and superbly detailed. Leland turned to face Alyssa.

“Here I am,” he agreed.

“Where have you…”

Her eyes found the painting and her words trailed off. Leland glanced back following her gaze and quickly stood up and in front of the painting.

“Whoa! This isn’t ready for the world to see! There’s much still to do!”

“Still,” Alyssa said with eyebrows raised, “that is amazing.”

“It is flattering that you think so, but it’s mediocre at best. These things require a loving, caring touch.”

Alyssa shook the painting from her mind, switching mental gears.

“You were supposed to meet me in the parking lot earlier. What happened?”

“Ah,” Leland said as the memory came back to him. “I forgot about that. My apologies. I just came down here and thought this would be a peaceful place to continue my work. Don’t worry, you can still count on me.” He laughed before he continued. “If not for you, I wouldn’t even be here.”

“Good. That’s good,” Alyssa replied. “I’m just glad you’re safe. I thought Miguel may have done something to you.”

“The dog lord?” Leland laughed. “Worst he could do to me is give me fleas. He’s just trying to get into your head, disrupt the art within. He doesn’t want you to finish painting him with his true colors. Come to think of it…”

Leland scratched his beard in contemplation.

“I say turnabout is fair play, don’t you? He thinks he’s in your head, thinks he’s already won. How about we give him a taste of his own medicine?”

Alyssa looked at Leland skeptically.

“What did you have in mind?”

The feed cuts.


“The marVel” Gabe Shelley came out to the ring and once he was mid-way down the ramp Ryan Gates came after him with a steel chair! But Shelley knew it was coming and was prepared. Shelley evaded the chair shot and he hit Gates with a knee to the mid-section.

“These two are scheduled to face off at Parts Unknown but just like last week, Gates has decided to assault Gabe Shelley!” Thad Balk said.

“And rightfully so! Gabe Shelley has cursed Ryan Gates since Shelley attacked him three weeks ago. Gates wants to shake this monkey off his back.” Filth Murphy said.

“Then he should wait until Parts Unknown to do so!” Balk said.

Shelley attempted to shoot Gates into the guard rail but Gates reversed it and Shelley hit the railing, hard. Gates then blasted Shelley with an Out of the Shadows superkick. Shelley was dropped and Gates left, happy with the advantage he secured himself for Parts Unknown. As Gates went to head backstage, Frontline General Manager Ramona Holiday came out.

“It seems that Mr. Shelley will be unable to compete here tonight so--” Holiday went to say but she was interrupted by Shelley standing, screaming “No!”.

“Gabe, please. I understand that you made a career on your fighting spirit but now is not the time. A beat up veteran such as yourself shouldn’t risk what is left of his career for just one match--” Holiday said, trying her best to sound the least bit sympathetic.

Shelley just glared at Holiday before walking down the ramp and entering the ring. Shelley stood and gestured for the match to go ahead as scheduled.

Holiday shrugged, “Okay Gabe, if this is what you want. The Leadership only had your personal safety in mind. Best of luck, marVel.”

With that Holiday disappeared behind the curtain and Jackie Naught came to the ring. The bell rang and Shelley went right at Naught with a shotgun dropkick that sent her flying back into the corner. Shelley tried to shoot Naught into the ropes but Naught reversed it and caught Shelley with Carpe Jugulum (Throat Chop). Shelley dropped to a knee and Naught pie faced him to the mat.

“This may have been a poor decision on the part of Gabe Shelley.” Balk said.

Shelley tried to recover but Naught nailed him with a high knee and then she quickly applied Granny Weatherwax (Straightjacket Crossface). Naught wrenched back with all her might but Shelley would not submit. The referee looked for the verbally submission but Shelley refused. Shelley eventually was able to reposition his body and get his foot on the bottom rope.

Naught was forced to release the hold but she stood Shelley up and applied a side head lock but Shelley wormed out of it and blasted Naught with a backstabber into Bright Lights (Crossface)! Shelley had Naught dead centre of the ring and Naught had no choice but to submit.

Winner: Gabe Shelley


In the backstage area we caught up with Bon Klassen as he ran through the hallways looking for someone. Finally Klassen came upon Marcus LeVine and Cassie Sykes.

“Mr. LeVine, I am so happy to have found you. You need to come with me, quickly!” Klassen said.

“Uh...why?” LeVine responded.

“It’s Mr. Holland...something terrible has happened.” Klassen said.

LeVine didn’t look overly concerned but alas he decided to follow Klassen, leaving Sykes behind. After about thirty seconds of roaming through the halls they came upon the door to an office, to the left of it was a window and laying below that window, propped up against the wall was Erik Holland laying in a pool of his own blood. Holland’s face was busted open and blood was flowing from his head onto the faceplate of his Tag Team Championship.

“What the fuck--” LeVine said but was cut off when he was attacked from behind. LeVine dropped and the two assailants began stomping away on him. The camera pulled out to show the two members of Static Age; Kara Scene and Tommy Kapstone.

“You wanted a fucking statement boys? How is this for a statement? The Leadership said that we get our shot at you cunts at Parts Unknown -- we just wanted to let you know what you’d be in for.” Kapstone shouted and then he and Scene stood LeVine up.

“Sweet dreams.” Scene said. Scene and Kapstone then each grabbed LeVine by the back of the head and threw him through the window to the office. LeVine landed on the desk in a hail of broken glass. Static Age stood admiring the carnage before the shot cut.


Time for a title match as Talia Areano looked to dethrone the dominant Hybrid Champion F.M. Young. The match began with Young laughing in Areano’s face, which earned Young a forearm smash to the mush. Young responded by tossing Areano into the closest corner, which she followed up with a running elbow to Areano’s face.

Areano staggered out of the corner and Young grabbed her by the throat. The champion attempted a chokeslam but Areano landed behind Young and then took her over with a poison rana! Young powdered to the outside but Areano didn’t give her any time to breathe, Areano ran and came over the top rope and down onto Young with a tope suicida.

“Talia was able to defeat Ryan Gates last week in a massive upset. Could she make it two weeks in a row to claim her first title in Elysium?” Thad Balk said.

Young recovered and charged at Areano only for Areano to lift her up for a flapjack and drop her face first onto the ring steps! Areano then rolled Young into the ring but Young didn’t stand right away, she was rocked. Areano got up onto the apron and hit Young with a springboard 450 splash! Areano covered but only got a two count.

“Listen to these people Murphy! They are firmly behind Talia Areano. They want to see a new champion here tonight.” Balk exclaimed.

“I don’t. I really don’t.” Murphy responded.

Areano tried to stand Young up but again Young grabbed her by the throat. Young charged forward and slammed Areano into a corner and then hit her with repeated lariats, snapping Areano’s head back. Young then tossed Areano onto the mat and went for the Battery Powered Bombshell (Starship Pain) but Areano rolled out of the way! Everyone in The Sanctum was on their feet.

Areano climbed to the top rope and quickly came off with the Solar Shower (Diving Double Foot Stomp). Areano hit it perfectly and covered Young again...but again she could only get a two count. Areano called for the end and she got Young up to a vertical base. Areano went for the Slice of Heaven (Sliced Bread #2) but Young held her in the air and dumped her over the top rope to the floor.

“F.M. Young really needed to put some space between herself and the challenger. I do believe that Talia had F.M. on the ropes Murphy!” Balk said.

“Yeah and now she doesn’t. Talia gets these opportunities all the fuckin’ time and she squanders them. Just like she will tonight. She is not ready to perform at this level.” Murphy said. “Period.”

At this time three figures made their way through the audience and stopped in the front row. Boots Martin, Payton Darkstar, and Sara Cross -- the Triad Champion Switchblade Angels stood on the other side of the guardrail and mockingly cheered Areano on.

“These three should not be out here.” Balk said.

“They aren’t doing anything! They are just watching the match. They didn’t attack Vebbins last week, they won’t attack Talia this week. There is no sport in it!” Murphy said.

“Yes I’m sure that there honor is unquestionable.” Balk said with a high degree of sarcasm.

Young exited the ring and Areano went for a surprise spear but Young sent her sailing head first into the guard rail, right in front of the SBA. The Triad Champions continued to mockingly cheer Areano on and Young took no notice of them. Young grabbed Areano and sent her back into the ring. As Young went to get back into the ring Areano came out of nowhere with her Rush Hour (Sliding Forearm Smash).

“Talia Areano has found her opening!” Balk said.

Roughed up from her fall to the outside, Areano ascended to the top rope, favouring her lower back. Areano caught a glimpse of the SBA for one second and then leaped off looking for a seated senton but Young just planted Areano with the Human Error Processor powerbomb. Before the cover Young hit a defiant knee to the side of Areano’s head for good measure. Young covered for three.

Winner: Still Elysium Hybrid Champion, F.M. Young

Young took no time to celebrate. She collected her championship title and then held up four fingers to the camera before leaving the ring. As Young went up the ramp the three members of SBA jumped over the barricade. Darkstar and Cross entered the ring as did Martin, but not before collecting a microphone. The Triad Champions surrounded the downed Areano.

“Too bad, so sad Talia. You failed once again when the chips were down. Just like you, Azurine and...the Troll will fail in six days at Parts Unknown. Get used to this feeling Talia, you’re going to be feeling it for a while.” Martin said as she and her partners circled Areano. “Last week we told Azzy that a gang beating would be unfair, that there would be no sport in it. This week we feel -- differently.” Martin said.

As the SBA prepared to swarm Areano’s partners Azurine Vebbins and Mariano Fernandez came running down the ramp. Vebbins and Fernandez slid into the ring and rather than fight on fair terms, The SBA decided to save that fight for Montreal. Vebbins and Fernandez stood over Areano as we cut to commercial.

Backstage a mob of security was gathered and they stood in a circle around four individuals. Atropos and Zafar Khan stood on one side, Danny Hall stood on the other side and in the very middle was Frontline General Manager Ramona Holiday.

“I am glad that the three of you promptly arrived after being called upon. Once our other guest arrives I can tell you what you are here for.” Holiday said and as if she willed it into reality the Hybrid Champion F.M. Young walked into frame.

“Ah F.M., I’m glad you could join us. Congratulations on your successful title defence.” Holiday said. “By my count that makes it four. You only need one more to earn an opportunity at the World Championship.”

“I’m very aware. So tell me who I need to go through and I’ll do it. If it means that I have beat Khan again, I will. If I need to take Danny down a peg, so be it. Hell, if I need to murder Atropos right in the middle of that ring then I will. I want the World Championship.” Young said, starring a hole through Atropos.

“Of course you do. That is why The Leadership have decided that our Grand Vision would see you attempt your fifth successful Hybrid Championship match against a real challenge. If you want a World Title match then you can prove it by defeating Elysium’s best and brightest.” Holiday said. “At Parts Unknown you will defend your championship against Zafar Khan...and Danny Hall...and Atropos in a Fatal Four Way Match. All you need to do is to pin or submit one of them to earn your championship match.”

Young looked fucking livid for a few seconds before calming herself. Atropos and Khan looked pleased with the announcement and Hall...well Hall was hard to read. Young stepped forward and addressed all three of her challengers. “The three of you may think that this is a good thing for you...but it isn’t. I will defend this title and I will get my World Title shot. I don’t care how many of you there are...I’ll mow you all down.”

Young tossed the championship strap back over her shoulder and walked out of frame, leaving the three challengers to mean mug at one another.


The main event, bitches. For the third time tonight Azurine Vebbins came across your screen but this time she was not taking any chances, Vebbins was flanked by Mariano Fernandez and Talia Areano. The World Champion, “The Wolf King” Miguel Villalobos was out next with his sister Isabella by his side. Villalobos confidently sauntered to the ring with the championship around his waist.

“Miguel Villalobos has not wrestled a singles match since winning the World Title. Azurine Vebbins is a former Hybrid Champion, he had better not be taking her lightly.” Thad Balk said.

The respective posse members took their places at ringside and Villalobos handed Isabella his World Championship. When the bell rang Vebbins and Villalobos locked up. Villalobos got the upper hand and took Vebbins over with a sambo suplex. He looked to capitalize but ran right into and open palm strike from Vebbins.

Isabella paced on the outside with the World Title in her clutches as Vebbins kept Villalobos grounded with a headlock. Vebbins took a moment to waive to all of her fans in the audience, which got a decent pop. Villalobos fought up to a vertical base and then hit Vebbins with some standing elbows to the mid-section. Vebbins released her hold and Villalobos planted her with a t-bone suplex. Villalobos covered but only got two.

The Adorkable Angel caught Villalobos off guard with a high roundhouse kick to the side of the head that sent him reeling. Vebbins hopped up to the top rope and looked to come off with a cross body but Villalobos evaded it and then grabbed Vebbins by the throat and planted her with Ay Dios Mio (Chokebomb). Villalobos covered again but again Vebbins was able to kick out.

“Vebbins is looking extremely resilient here against the World Champion. If she could--” Balk started to say but was cut off by Murphy.

“Yeah yeah if she could beat Villalobos she would be worthy of a title shot in the future. But she won’t fucking win because just like her partner, Vebbins blows most opportunities. The only reason Vebbins won the Hybrid Title in the first place is because she face TALIA AREANO. Areano just happened to be the bigger fuck up on that night, it easily could have gone the other way.” Murphy said.

“That...that was some surprisingly lucid analysis Murphy.” Balk said.

“I really hate both of them.” Murphy replied.

Villalobos looked to rush Vebbins again but she was able to catch his arm, throw her legs up behind him and she planted him with a crucifix ddt. Instead of pinning, Vebbins climbed to the top rope and seemed to be poised for a moonsault but something caught her eye. The SBA came through the audience again but this time they grabbed Fernandez and Areano from the crowd and dragged them over the barricade into the mass of humanity.

“These three really cannot leave well enough alone! What in God’s name do they think they are doing?” Balk said.

The camera got a shot of Martin, Cross, and Darkstar mercilessly wailing on Fernandez and Areano in the front row. Punches, kicks, stomps --- the Triad Champions were really doing a number on Vebbins’ partners. This momentary distraction allowed Villalobos the time to hit the rop rope. Vebbins became shaky legged and Villalobos positioned himself underneath her and then hit her with La Mordida del Lobo (One-handed Electric Chair Driver)! Villalobos covered and got the three count.

Winner: Miguel Villalobos

Before Vebbins could recover, SBA quickly faded away into the audience, leaving Areano and Fernandez down and out. The audience surrounding them booed them heavily but then section of the crowd began cheering like crazy. It wasn’t immediately clear why. Soon after, the camera locked onto Leland Morgan and Alyssa Daniels coming through the crowd and hopping over the barrier. The duo walked around the ring as Miguel watched, snarling in aggression. They watched him as they walked but didn’t enter the ring. Instead, the duo approached the Wolf King’s throne and looked at it for a moment before looking back at him. He ran to the ropes near the throne and began shouting in Spanish.

“Who the hell does Alyssa Daniels think she is! That’s not hers!” Murphy screeched.

Isabella approached to get them away from the throne but Morgan stepped in front of her, cutting her off. Alyssa climbed the steps and reached the throne at the summit. She turned and sat down as Miguel watched in fury. She leaned back and made herself comfortable on the throne as the Wolf King roared in anger. Leland Morgan took his place at the foot of the throne, arms crossed, looking back and forth between Isabella and Miguel to see if either would make a move. The staredown continued as Frontline went off the air.


•MATCH RESULTS•
- Lio Walsh def. Yuuto Tatsugami
- Landon Carter def. Ryan Gates
- Atropos def. Kara Scene
- Gabe Shelley def. Jackie Naught
- F.M. Young def. Talia Areano to retain the Hybrid Title
- Miguel Villalobos def. Azurine Vebbins