Frontline: Nightfall - December 17th, 2017 [Results]

The bell sounds and both wrestlers lock up. Tiami quickly places Hamilton in a side headlock, but Hamilton shoves Tiami off of her and into the ropes. When Tiami comes back, Hamilton goes for a clothesline, but Tiami takes the shot and stays on her feet, appearing to be all business tonight. After looking Tiami up and down, Hamilton runs back into the ropes. When Hamilton comes back, Tiami brings her down with a drop toe hold. Tiami rolls across Hamilton's back and applies a side headlock.

Thad Balk: It is no secret that Tiami Erickson is the more experienced grappler here and she is showing that off in the early going.

Filth Murphy: Yeah but Hamilton has got fire. She showed that on the last Frontline when she went toe to toe with Adam Stryker.

Hamilton battles her way back up to her feet. She then shoves Tiami off of her and into the ropes. When Tiami comes back, Hamilton goes for another clothesline. This time, Tiami ducks and runs into the ropes. When Tiami comes back, she takes Hamilton down with a clothesline of her own. Tiami is fired up. Hamilton gets back up, but Tiami knocks her down with a dropkick. Hamilton gets up again and Tiami knocks her back down with another dropkick. Hamilton pops up while Tiami runs over for a third dropkick, but Hamilton quickly drops and rolls to the outside to halt her opponent’s momentum.

Thad Balk: A veteran move from the rookie.

While Hamilton paces on the outside, Tiami runs into the ropes. When Hamilton turns around, Tiami runs and goes for a baseball slide, but Hamilton side steps and slides back into the ring. Once Tiami gets up on the outside and turns around, Hamilton takes her out with a diving crossbody. Hamilton picks up Tiami and rolls her back into the ring. She then rolls herself back in and makes the cover.

Thad Balk: It seems that The Pretty Badass is underestimating The Titaness.

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...Kickout!

Hamilton picks up Tiami, twists her arm and then tries to rip it out of its socket. Tiami quickly drops down to one knee in pain. Hamilton begins to deliver clubbing forearm shots across the arm. While Tiami is still down on one knee, Hamilton begins to apply more pressure to the arm lock. Tiami flips over with a handstand, grabs Hamilton and counters with an arm lock of her own. Hamilton yells out in pain before she reaches over and grabs the top rope, forcing the ref to enforce a five count.

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Thad Balk: Too close to the ropes but Tiami utilizes the full extent of that five count.

Filth Murphy: I would have held it on longer.

Thad Balk: Then she would be disqualified.

Filth Murphy: Says who?

As Tiami lets go, Hamilton cheap shots her with a knee strike to the midsection. Hamilton delivers a headbutt, sending Tiami stumbling into the ropes. Hamilton follows and delivers three knife-edge chops to the chest. After Tiami clutches her chest in pain, Hamilton grabs her and whips her into the ropes. When Tiami comes back, she slides through Hamilton's legs. When Hamilton turns around, Tiami gets up and throws a kick to the midsection, but Hamilton catches her foot and pulls her into a massive spinebuster! Hamilton goes for the cover.

Filth Murphy: That one shook the ring! Fuck it shook me!

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...Tiami kicks out!

Thad Balk: Tiami will not go silently into that good night.

Filth Murphy: Yeah she talks a lot.

Hamilton picks up Tiami and sends her into the corner. Hamilton follows her, but she runs right into an elbow from Tiami. As Hamilton staggers back, Tiami hoists herself up onto the middle ropes, jumps off and takes her down with a tornado DDT. Tiami covers.

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...Hamilton kicks out!

Thad Balk: These two competitors are giving us all that they have right now.

Filth Murphy: Oh I feel like they’re gonna give more because the match isn’t over.

Tiami picks her up and Hamilton shoves her away. She follows up by running over and blasting Tiami with a spear. Hamilton goes for another cover.

Thad Balk: That’s a version of the move that beat Hamilton last week. A call out to Adam Stryker maybe?

Filth Murphy: I don’t know Textbook I don’t read minds. Yet.

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...Kickout!

Hamilton picks up Tiami and goes for a vertical suplex. Tiami slips down from behind, grabs her by the waist and goes for a German suplex, but Hamilton blocks the move and counters with an elbow to the face that breaks the hold. Hamilton then runs into the ropes. When she comes back, Tiami grabs a hold of Hamilton and takes her down with a belly to belly suplex. Tiami goes for the pin.

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...Hamilton gets her shoulder up!

Filth Murphy: Not even that European Suplex could do it!

Thad Balk: European suplex.

Filth Murphy: Sometimes I just say things.

Tiami picks up Hamilton and throws her down with a scoop slam. Tiami steps through the ropes, walks along the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckles. As Hamilton gets up and turns, Tiami leaps off the top turnbuckle and looks for another tornado DDT, but Hamilton counters with a mid air dropkick, knocking her to the canvas. Hamilton then picks up Tiami, grabs a hold of her and takes her down with a gutbuster. She makes the cover.

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...Kickout!

Thad Balk: Sam Hamilton is in the driver’s seat now and she looks like she is heading home.

With frustration on her face, Hamilton gets up and begins stomping away at Tiami. She then drops to her knees and delivers forearm shots to the back of Tiami's neck. Hamilton picks up Tiami and whips her hard chest-first into the corner. As Tiami stumbles back, Hamilton runs in and connects with a bulldog. Hamilton picks up Tiami, lifts her up and connects with the Widow’s Peak! Hamilton hooks the leg to make the cover.

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Robin O’Ryan: Here is your winner, “The Titaness” Samantha Hamilton!

“You’re Going Down” by Sick Puppy begins to play as Hamilton slowly gets to her feet, holding her ribs in pain after that match. The referee raises Hamilton’s arm as Tiami slowly gets to her feet. Hamilton walks over to Tiami and they stand face to face. Hamilton says something in audible and Tiami responds. As soon as Tiami finishes speaking, Hamilton kicks her in the ribs and begins attacking her with punches. The referee tries to pull Hamilton away, but she pushes the referee down. Tiami sees an opening and spears Hamilton down to the mat, now throwing punches of her own. Hamilton is able to roll over and reverse position as the two continue to exchange punches. Tiami also reverses and ends up back on top as more referees come running down the aisle before sliding into the ring. It takes two referees to pull Tiami off of Hamilton. Both of them are back to their feet, being restrained by Elysium officials.

Thad Balk: This issue is far from resolved Filth.

Filth Murphy: I agree. We will see these two lock horns again. It will be a horny affair!

Thad Balk: That was cheap, even for you.

Filth Murphy: I know.

Hamilton is able to break free and dives at Tiami with a big right hand before the referees get a hold of her again. Now Tiami breaks free and spears Hamilton down again. The officials are able to pull her off as they drag her out of the ring and towards the back. Tiami and Hamilton begin screaming at each other as the scene fades.

The bell rings as Stryker starts to pace his side of the ring. Mathis eyes the veteran, and cocks an eyebrow at him. When they meet near the center of the ring, Mathis tries to go low to get the easy advantage, but Stryker catches the kick and pushes Mathis down. He hooks in a toe hold, loops over, and easily transition into a heel hook. The experience factor shows clearly, but Mathis is able to escape with a kick to the lower back. The wherewithal to pry out of the lock impresses Stryker a tad, but Mathis seems irate at the ease that she was brought down.

Thad Balk: Despite being fairly new to Elysium Adam Stryker is a veteran. He is more experienced than his opponent despite Mathis being a former Hybrid Champion. This is an interesting combination.

Getting back to a neutral position, Mathis thinks she has a chance to breathe, but Stryker corrects her by hitting the mat and going for that leg again. Mathis, in retort, hurls a mean forearm that catches him across the face. She goes for a Judo Arm Throw, but Stryker resists. Mathis handles this by dropping to the mat with an armbreaker. When Stryker steps around, favoring the arm, Mathis follows up with a snapmare into a basement dropkick. She puts all her weight on top of the veteran.

Filth Murphy: Stryker just got struck. That’s my phrase Balk, don’t take it.

Thad Balk: Keep it.

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...Stryker kicks out!

Kicking out infuriates the former Hybrid Champion, who gets up with a scowl at the referee. This time of contemplation does get her pulled down into a classic school boy. Mathis scrambles out, but this to Stryker’s play. Once Mathis gets to her feet, Stryker’s already ready and going back up. He returns to his feet with arm outstretched!

Filth Murphy: LARIATOOOOOO!

Mathis hits the mat, having flipped from the raw force of the lariat. Stryker goes for the cover.

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...Mathis kicks out at the nick of time!

She stumbles to her feet, having had the air knocked way out of her. Stryker goes over, trying for a German Suplex, but Mathis elbows him sharply in the nose. Her opponent finds the strength to rally back, grabbing her again for a Regalplex this time, but when he throws her, she pops a backflip. She stumbles on the leg she fell on, but the crowd’s amazed at her ability to counter. She runs for the ropes, hitting a handspring, trying for the back elbow. Stryker catches her and brings her down in a fluid motion with the Ringmaster Suplex!

Thad Balk: This could be it for the former Hybrid Champion!

Mathis starts to come up to her feet, not knowing where’s she sat. Stryker bounces off the ropes, gaining some speed. However, instead of ending it right then and there, Stryker rushes past Mathis again. The crowd is behind him, knowing what awaits the recovering Mathis.

Filth Murphy: Uprising might want to consider right turning because something wicked this way comes!

She turns around, catching some of her surroundings, but it’s too late. At full speed, Stryker blasts Mathis with The Stryke! He follows up by taking the leg he targeted and applying the Stretch Muffler. With all her strength gone, her ribs hurting, and her leg in a tormenting position, Mathis has no choice but to tap out!

Robin O’Ryan: Here is your winner, “The Ringmaster” Adam Stryker!

“Sultan’s Curse” by Mastadon cues up and the audience roars as Adam Stryker has his hands raised in the air. Stryker climbs to the top rope and gestures to his waist that he is going for a championship next.

The wandering backstage camera catches Helena Handbasket standing next to a heavy cardboard barrel drum. Helena winks and knocks on the side of the drum, which you can tell from the sound is not hollow. Suddenly she stands up straight and points a finger behind the unfortunate camera man, doing her very best Marty Mcfly impression.

Helena Handbasket: WOAH WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?

The camera spins around in a frantic attempt to catch whatever was behind it, only to find that nothing is there. The camera pans back to find Helena Handbasket in her wrestling attire, a yellow hooded tank top, gray tights with her "Screw U" symbol on them and black wrist tape. Now standing in a relaxed wide leg position on the top edges of the open barrel, the lid having been kicked aside. The blond gives a two fingered salute and winks at the camera.

Handbasket is just hopping down when K-Remix walks into the shot from the other side of the frame and whistles.

K-Remix: Yo, Hel! There you are! Man I have been lookin all over for you!

Helena shrugs and K-Remix walks over, throwing an arm over her shoulders. Helena walks along with him silently as Remix starts to babble. He is of course wearing his Hybrid Championship firmly around his lower waist.

K-Remix: Come on, I wanna show you the new Wolfenstein DLC that came out. Man, I did not know you could rig up a laptop to run on a bar battery, but am I glad you did!

Helena makes another noncommittal gesture as a way of ‘your welcome.’ Remix just chalks it up to his partner being weird again.

K-Remix: You really are quiet sometimes for someone whose so loud ya know? Anyway, after shooterfest, we have some robots to break and the future to save. Man the party is gonna be lit tonight, us as Tag Team Champions! DOUBLE CHAMPS DOUBLE CHAMPS!

Remix continues chanting as the pair vanish from sight of the camera. There’s a noise behind the camera, which then spins around until it’s looking back at the barrel. It’s revealed that the lid is once again firmly shut on the barrel.

F.M. Young stands in front of the big Frontline Nightfall logo backstage, the Elysium Iron Championship draped over her chest, worn like a bandoleer. The big woman stands proudly next to Yuki Kita as the interviewer turns toward her ready to begin.

Yuki Kita: F.M. Young, some might say you didn’t fairly win the Iron Title at the last Frontline. They say Anthony Xavier was acting erratic and claimed to have not slept before the match. How do you feel about that?

F.M. Young: I have to say, that I am slightly disappointed that for all his talk about taking his career seriously, Xavier appeared to not be at his best during our fight. Considering that he also seems to have not bothered to respond to Vitoly about their match, that he’s decided to run off in shame. Looks like I’ve killed another career and it’s only a mild day.

Yuki Kita: Speaking of Vitoly Volkov, you recently teamed up with the God Tier to form the United Front. What led the that decision?

F.M. Young: Vitoly’s a strong competitor, together we could make a run at the Tag Team titles if we so chose. It will be good to train with him either way. I love good competition and strong opponents. Having a strong team mate can only make a better fighter.

Yuki Kita: Jake Archer recently tweeted that he is afraid that Vitoly might interfere on your behalf in the Iron Title bout tonight, have anything to say to Jake on that front?

F.M. Young: I don’t need Vitoly’s help to beat Jake Archer, of all people. I can do that just fine on my own, considering he thinks I’m trying to kill him. Why he’d even come down to the ring is a mystery to me.

Yuki Kita: Well, the Iron Championship is quite a prize, you can’t blame him for wanting to fight for it.

F.M. Young: I will give Satyrface that much credit, it is a fine prize. This is will be my first title defense. Four more after this and I’ll be challenging for the Hybrid Title. Until recently, I’d never lost a title bout as a challanger and I don’t plan on making the same mistake twice. I don’t plan on stopping either, not until I’m World Champion. I haven’t had the best career and I’ve been stiffed a lot. Elysium is the place where I change all that. I don’t care about having to start the bottom, I’ll fight every step of the way. I don’t plan on stopping until I’m at the top. The One Woman Army is going to lay siege to all of Elysium. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a GOAT to put to pasture.

F.M. Young walks off camera after pounding her fists against the front plate of the Iron Title and grinning wildly at the camera.

The scene opens to a locker room that's been partially converted into an exercise gym. On one side of the room, Alyssa Daniels throws vicious strikes into a hanging heavy bag while moving to simulate incoming. On the other side of the room, Kevin Moss is doing push-ups while wearing a weighted jacket. After a few more push-ups, Kevin pushes himself up to a standing position and reaches for his towel. Alyssa stops what she's doing and begins to walk toward Kevin.

Alyssa Daniels: Hey Kevin…

Kevin Moss: Are you ready, Alyssa?

Alyssa Daniels: Almost. I just... Uh...

Alyssa brushes aside a few stray strands of hair as she contemplates her words.

Alyssa Daniels: So you've been in plenty of title matches, right?

Kevin Moss: A handful so to speak, but I wouldn't approach it any differently. As far as we're concerned, this is another match.

Kevin hands Alyssa his SKYFIRE Championship. She takes and stares into the face of the title, smiling at her reflection.

Alyssa Daniels: Wow. It's beautiful...

The smile turns into a contemplative frown. She hands the SKYFIRE Championship back to Kevin.

Alyssa Daniels: But don't you ever... I mean, is it normal to feel, like, a ton of pressure just before?

Kevin Moss: This sport is pressure. There are no days off or rest and relax moments. We have to be game, right now, all the time.

Alyssa Daniels: No, I get that. We train physically and mentally to compete but this is something entirely separate. You're telling me you've never felt pressure for any match you've been in?

Kevin Moss: I let all of it go, Alyssa. If you keep that tension built up it will impact your performance.

Alyssa Daniels: Sure, that's easy enough to say but that whole 'doing it' part is the problem. How do you think about it in such a way that you can just let it slide?

Kevin Moss: Because after you've done the work, it's out of your hands. All you can do is show up and compete. Trust me, you've put in the work already.

Alyssa Daniels: Got it.

Alyssa takes a few deep breaths.

Alyssa Daniels: Just gotta channel my home city and "trust the process..."

Kevin Moss: Well, maybe this will help.

Moss reaches into his bag and pulls out a small, wrapped box. He hands it to Alyssa.

Kevin Moss: I wasn't sure if we would do anything for Christmas, so here you go.

Alyssa stares at the small box in her hands and gets very excited. Her expression becomes similar to a child on Christmas morning.

Kevin Moss: Open it…

Alyssa rips off the wrapping and holds the box in her hands. She takes off the top to find a custom purple Rolex watch with the "Infinity Revolution" symbol etched onto the face. She appears to be shocked.

Alyssa Daniels: Whoa! I can't accept this! It must have cost a fortune!

Kevin Moss: Nothing compared to the value of those Tag titles. Alyssa, I had it specifically made for you. I want you to have it.

Alyssa looks down at it, her eyes wide with wonder. Suddenly, she peers at it perplexed.

Alyssa Daniels: What's that, lil fella?

She puts the rolex to her ear and listens for a moment. She then pulls it away with a look of approval.

Alyssa Daniels: Imagine that. My new watch says it's almost time to go win some titles. Maybe that's what I can get for you for Christmas!

Alyssa smiles excitedly, doubt seemingly vanishing from her expression.

Kevin Moss: Remember, all we need is one shot. One perfectly timed shot and it'll be all over.

Alyssa Daniels: Then let's go take our shot!

The Infinity Revolution bumps fists. Alyssa takes one more look at her new watch and smiles before they exit the shot.

"Undeniable" by Seckond Chaynce begins to play. The fans cheer momentarily however lose some of their excitement when a solo Diego Velez emerges from the backstage area. However who knows if it's them being disappointed about not seeing K-Remix or if they're just shocked at Diego's choice of wearing mustard colored cowboy boots with a black suit. Diego makes his way down the ramp-way and grabs a mic before climbing into the ring.

Diego Velez: Hola, I can tell that you're all thrilled to see me. Believe me I'd much rather be sitting back with my feet kicked up having a cold one. However manager duties have arisen so here I am. Now, originally K-Remix was supposed to come out here and address what has been going on with him and the Badd Breed. However he's currently in the back with Helena Handbasket preparing for their Elysium Tag Team Championship match against Infinity Revolution.

The crowd pops slightly at the mention of the two popular teams competing for the championship. 

Diego Velez: That's right, you should cheer for that. After all, K-Remix will be becoming Elysium's first ever double champion in that match. As well as one of Elysium's first Tag Team Champions. That's the kind of thing that makes my job a whole lot easier. Something else that would make my job a whole lot easier is K-Remix being part of the Badd Breed. Which is exactly why I've been campaigning for him to make this move from the very beginning. Elysium is the place that he calls home. However K-Remix is a superstar who is constantly pushing himself by competing in different wrestling federations across the world. Similarly, the Badd Breed is an organization with a ton of talented wrestlers competing in multiple federations across the world. So to me it would only make sense that K-Remix would become a member of the Badd Breed.

Diego pauses.

Diego Velez: Yet as we all know, sometimes K doesn't exactly do what makes sense. Don't even get me started on Helena. And when you get them both together. Ay, Dios mio! Still it appears as though K had the good sense to listen to what his manager was telling him this time. So it is with great pleasure that I make it known to the world that as of right now K-Remix IS a member of the Badd Breed. Not only that but he emphasized that I make one more thing clear to everyone before I left this ring. As of right now K-Remix IS the MVP of the Badd Breed. Now hurry up and grab some popcorn, hit the the bathroom, and do whatever you've got to do. Because the Swag Baskets are about to tear the roof off of this place and win some tag team gold.

Diego drops the mic and walks to the back as the fans try to process what that announcement means for K-Remix. What that announcement means for the Badd Breed. And what that announcement means for Elysium.

Erik Holland: I hope you all paid very close attention.

First view is of a television monitor, and then the camera swings around to see the Heavyweight Champion standing there, belt over his shoulder, entrance mask on his face...and if we could see that mouth, he'd be smiling.

Erik Holland: The things that K Remix just put his body through for the Tag Team titles in that ladder match are WHY...we chose him for the Badd Breed, why we told him to COME HOME and he did so.

Erik nods, giving big ups to his newest recruit.

Erik Holland: NOW the Badd Breed is in the power position. Now we're feeling good about ourselves...but we shouldn't. Not yet. Because the cage...the CAGE is calling, Danny Boy!

Erik YELLS that through the leather of the mask, his eyes popping as he does so.

Erik Holland: SHIDO. It's time to stop the talking. It's time to stop the pontificating, the flexing and the preening. It's time for the Elysium World Championship to be PUT ON THE LINE.

He holds the title up next to his head, Erik pacing back and forth like a lion.

Erik Holland: The hungry cage awaits, SHIDO, and it's going to shiver in pleasure EVERY TIME our bodies bounce off of the unforgiving steel walls. It's going to shudder in ecstasy if...and when...our blood decorates that environment like paint on a canvas. Every time a weapon is swung, every time every one of those people cringes in pain as a weapon makes impact...

Erik takes a deep, shuddering breath, closing his eyes. I think he needs a cigarette.

Erik Holland: The cage will love it. The cage will claim US as its first victims tonight, SHIDO, no matter who wins or loses. But make NO mistake. You want control of Elysium...well, I AM Elysium. And you know you can't control me. You know you can't slow me down, you know you can't stop me.

Erik gets VERY close to the camera now to where we can only see his eyes.

Erik Holland: You know...you can't beat me.

Now he backs up, so we can see the belt displayed prominently on his arm.

Erik Holland: I've been anticipating this match since I demanded it, since it was signed. All I have to do is enough to get my hand raised and walk back up that aisle...or more accurately be carried back up...with the Heavyweight Championship in my hand. Again. Just like I did to you at Hallowed Ground. I so desperately want to see that look of emptiness, doubt..on your face again and know that I denied YOU the one thing that is going to legitimize you around here. AGAIN.

Holland bites off that last word, flashing his eyes at the camera.

Erik Holland: So I'll sacrifice everything I've got. I'll throw everything in my box at you and then go a step further. I'll be as sick as I've ever been and then I'll get sicker.

He goes to walk off camera, and actually does so for a beat or two before he reappears, uncomfortably close to the lens as he breathes heavily on it for a few moments, misting up the lens.

Erik Holland: 'Cause I've got a first class ticket to Hell. And I just wanna' know if you're comin' with me.

The crowd pops as he shoves the camera back, and the last thing we see is the Badd Breed logo on the back of Holland's massive back as he departs his locker room.

The main event was up next. Both SHIDO and Erik Holland make their entrances and stand opposite each other in the ring. A horde of security guards stand between them as Robin O’Ryan makes the introductions. The referee holds up the title and then gives it to O’Ryan. She leaves the ring with the security guards and the cages is lowered. As it comes down we see various weapons attached to the sides. Two chairs, a fire extinguisher, a black pool cue bag and a small velvet bag.

Filth Murphy: It is Christmas! Look at all of those toys Textbook.

The bell sounds and it is SHIDO who comes right out of the gate. SHIDO charges Holland and then slides behind him. Holland turns to see SHIDO resting against the turnbuckle but only for a moment. SHIDO shoots forward again and again he slides behind Holland and this time SHIDO is on all fours staring up at the champion when he turns around. Holland takes one step forward and SHIDO goes to do this a third time but Holland catches him with a lariat that turns The Edge of Reality inside out.

Thad Balk: SHIDO may have fancied him a God at one point but Holland just sees an opponent.

Filth Murphy: I think he sees someone he wants to kill.

Thad Balk: That is what SHIDO wanted to make Holland see but Holland sees someone that he wants to defeat.

Holland takes SHIDO and tosses him into a cage wall face first. SHIDO bounces off and comes back only for Holland to grab him again and send him face first into another wall. Holland does this two more times, completing a tour of the cage and then he takes SHIDO over with a snapmare. Holland smacks SHIDO in the back of the head and then screams at him.

Erik Holland: Come on! I thought you were God!

Filth Murphy: Oooh trash talk.

SHIDO gets up to his feet and then slithers behind Holland. SHIDO hits Holland with a chop block and then leaps over him with a standing blockbuster. With Holland down SHIDO is afforded some time to climb up the ropes and take hold of two steel chairs. SHIDO stands on the top rope and tosses one at Holland, hard. The chair smashes Holland in the head and then SHIDO leaps off the top rope and smashes the second chair as hard as he can into the champion’s head.

SHIDO: You wanted this, Holland! YOU WANTED THIS!

Filth Murphy: Oooh more trash talk.

SHIDO screams at the champion and then starts viciously stomping on Holland’s face. SHIDO gets Holland up and whips him into the turnbuckle. SHIDO tries to follow that up with some kind of running move but Holland gets a boot up and it drops the challenger. Holland then reaches up and pulls down a black bag that is seemingly made for carrying pool cues. Holland unzips the bag and pulls out a bundle of a half dozen light tubes. The audience in Denver pops as Holland holds them high for all to see.

Thad Balk: This is not going to end well.

Filth Murphy: This entire situation was never meant to end well!

Thad Balk: I suppose you are right.

Filth Murphy: Of course I am.

Holland allows SHIDO a moment to stand and when the challenger does Holland takes out one light tube and swings. SHIDO ducks under the shot and hits Holland with a hard forearm to the kidney. SHIDO then pulls Holland back and takes him over with a reverse Dragon suplex right into the wall of the cage! Holland crumbles in a heap and SHIDO takes hold of a new weapon that is hanging from the side of the cage, the fire extinguisher.

Filth Murphy: Did you know that SHIDO actually volunteered as a fire fighter during 9/11.

Thad Balk: No he did not.

Filth Murphy: Wait… I’m thinking of Steve Buscemi. Easy mistake.

Holland gets up to his feet and SHIDO empties the fire extinguisher but at the last moment Holland moves out of the way. SHIDO can’t see Holland through the cloud and this affords Holland the opportunity to pick up a light tube and smash it across the back of SHIDO’s head. SHIDO drops to both a knee and Holland picks up two more light tubes. Holland holds one in each hand and then brings them together, hitting SHIDO with one in the back of the head and the other in the face, shattering them both.

Erik Holland: I told you I was ready for you!

Filth Murphy: He did say that SHIDO!

SHIDO lays on the mat and we see that the back of his head is bleeding and he also has several small cuts on his face. But he smiles. SHIDO is fucking smiling. Holland climbs to the top rope and as SHIDO stands, Holland calls out to Denver and leaps off with the Cabinet of Dr. Caligari top rope diving bulldog that sends SHIDO’s face right into the glass shards below. Holland takes a moment to recover and then rolls SHIDO over and covers.

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Thad Balk: The champion nearly retains. The 98 day reign nearly continued.

Filth Murphy: Nearly.

SHIDO uses all of the three count to rest and kicks out just before the three count. Holland does not seemed bothered nor surprised by his opponent’s resilience. Holland sits up on the mat and looks down at SHIDO with a sick smile on his face.

Erik Holland: The worst is yet to come!

Holland stands and grabs one of the chairs. He waits for SHIDO to rise and when SHIDO does, Holland looks to smash him with it but amazingly SHIDO rolls forward, turns and runs at Holland. Holland turns just in time to get laid out with the Misfit Love slingblade. Holland rolls backward after taking the impact and seems to stand out of instinct. SHIDO takes hold of a chair and puts Holland’s head through the gap, making Holland wear it like a collar. SHIDO then picks up the other chair and swings, sending the first chair right into Holland’s throat which drops the champion. SHIDO smiles through the various trickles of blood running down his face.

Thad Balk: We have never seen SHIDO in this bad of shape. He may have bitten off more than he could chew in accepting this match.

Filth Murphy: Or this is all part of his plan.

SHIDO grabs Holland by the hair and pulls his head up. SHIDO smiles at Holland and then soccer kicks him right in the face. SHIDO then sets up a chair and takes a moment to play to the audience, who totally hates him. SHIDO then gets Holland up, leading the champion by the wrist. SHIDO hits him with a few quick knees to the jaw and then takes Holland over with the Around The World wrist clutch Olympic slam but SHIDO makes sure that Holland lands right on the standing chair. Holland flattens it and SHIDO immediately covers.

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Thad Balk: I thought that was it for certain!

Filth Murphy: I kinda did too. Kinda.

Holland kicks out and SHIDO stays on him. SHIDO climbs up the ropes and takes hold of a new weapon, the brass knuckles. SHIDO gets on Holland’s back like a camel clutch but while he struggles to get the brass knuckles on Holland takes him spins over, spins through and has SHIDO mounted. SHIDO gets one shot on Holland with the brass knuckles into Holland’s face which drops the champion. SHIDO stands and we see that Holland is bleeding from the mouth. Holland is laying face down when SHIDO pushes the champion’s face up against the cage and then takes a couple steps backward.

SHIDO: Die, Holland, Die!

Filth Murphy: Well that isn’t very Christian.

SHIDO lines Holland up, wipes some of the blood from his face and then runs forward. SHIDO tries for a double dropkick to the back of the head but Holland rolls out of the way at the last second and SHIDO dropkicks nothing but the cage. Holland stands, grabs the fire extinguisher and holds it as high as he can before slamming it down on SHIDO’s face. If this were anything but wrestling that likely would have killed the challenger, let’s be real.

Erik Holland: Come on motherfucker!

Thad Balk: That is even less Christian.

Filth Murphy: I disagree.

Holland screams at SHIDO as he starts stomping on the challenger’s face. Holland gets SHIDO up and hits him with a knee to the mid-section. Holland than lifts SHIDO up for a powerbomb, runs and powerbombs him against the cage. SHIDO falls between the ropes and the cage but Holland isn’t done. Holland pulls SHIDO through the ropes and lifts him up for a second powerbomb, this time spinning and planting him with a sitout version. Holland covers, the lower half of his face a mess with blood.

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Thad Balk: Erik Holland resembling Dracula here tonight in Denver.

Filth Murphy: Please Textbook, no one gets that reference.

SHIDO kicks out at the last possible second. Denver then turns their attention to the ramp as Tiami Erickson walks out from behind the curtain. Neither competitor in the ring sees her and Tiami stops at the bottom of the ramp, seemingly just out here to watch the results of the match. In the ring Holland gets SHIDO up and calls for the end. Holland sets SHIDO up for Project: GABRIEL but at the last moment SHIDO nails Holland with a back body drop into the cage wall.

Thad Balk: You have to believe that had Holland hit that this match would be over.

SHIDO gets up to all fours and he notices Tiami. SHIDO just smiles and turns his attention back to Holland. SHIDO picks up the three remaining light tubes and lays them on the mat. SHIDO stands Holland up and boots him in the mid-section. SHIDO then goes for a piledriver but Holland fights out of it, lifts SHIDO up and plants him onto the remaining light tubes with The Move From Another World! The glass shatters and every small shard is driven into SHIDO’s back. Holland covers, while noticing Tiami for the first time.

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Filth Murphy: Why is she out here? Finale said he’d fire her.

Thad Balk: He said he would fire her if she got involved. She has not gotten involved. You can not blame the young lady for wanting to see SHIDO’s punishment up close.

Filth Murphy: I can and I will blame her.

Holland can’t believe it as SHIDO shoots his shoulder off the mat. Holland then looks to one side of the cage and sees a small velvet bag. Holland hobbles over to the turnbuckle, climbs and retrieves the bag. Holland opens the draw string and then slowly upends the bag dropping thousands of thumbtacks onto the canvas. Denver pops and Holland, bloodied, smiles. Holland drops off of the top rope and makes his way toward SHIDO.

Thad Balk: The champion has dark designs in his head right now.

Tiami gets closer to the cage and watches as Holland beats on SHIDO with some hard shots and then takes him over to a turnbuckle. We see that SHIDO is clutching something in his fist. Holland lifts SHIDO up to the top rope and then climbs to the top with him. Tiami watches through the cage and is so distracted that she doesn’t notice a hooded figure running down the ramp toward the ring! It’s only a few seconds before the figure collides with Tiami from behind and sends her face first into the cage.

Thad Balk: Who on Earth is this? Tiami was just blindsided!

The figure pulls back her hood to reveal that it is Elina Cartel! Holland doesn’t see this, he attempts to position SHIDO for a top rope Toxic Avenger but SHIDO fights out of it. SHIDO then takes whatever was in his palm and shoves it into Holland’s face. It’s apparently glass shards. SHIDO then quickly positions Holland and takes him off the top rope with the Bloodstained Love Story! Holland lands right in the middle of the pile of tacks and although it took a lot out of him, SHIDO is able to make the cover.

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Robin O’Ryan: Here is your winner and new Elysium Pro Wrestling World Champion, “The Edge of Reality” SHIDO!

“The Man Who Stole The World” by Midge Ure cues up and the bell sounds. Both competitors lay motionless in the ring as the cage starts to raise. Elina Cartel has subdued Tiami Erickson at ringside and now she watches as the cage rises. Robin O’Ryan hands the referee the championship and Cartel enters the ring. Cartel helps SHIDO to his feet but the new champion can barely stand. Cartel puts the title over his shoulder and assists him in standing tall as the copyright logo appears and our last show of 2017 ends.