4CW Storm Front - January 31, 2021

4CW Presents… Storm Front
January 31, 2021
Live from Chicago, Illinois

We open the show with a pre-recorded message from 4CW Owner Sery. He is sitting behind his office desk, dressed in a three-piece suit and a baseball cap with the 4CW logo on it.

Sery: Tonight, the first Storm Front of 2021 is here to show you all why THIS is the pinnacle of wrestling... and we are so happy to have you all, in full capacity, once again! In our main event tonight, Jack Valentine defends the 4CW World Championship against Rhys Cain. And just to get this out of the way, ANY interference from ANYONE will result in the immediate firing of that person. We will have a definitive winner tonight.

Sery: But I am also opening the show tonight to announce the first-round matchups of next month's Stormchaser Tournament. These matches have been randomly drawn and one is subject to the result of tonight’s main event, but here they are…

Stormchaser Round One

Phil McGroin vs Supreme
Erica Moxie vs Rhys Cain OR Jack Valentine
Brian White vs Tommy Young
Witch Hazel vs Eli Waters

Sery: But that’s next month…  we have a lot more to come tonight, so I’ll send you over to our commentary team! Enjoy the show!

We cut to a video package of the show, highlighting all the top stars like Jack Valentine, Brian White, Rhys Cain, Pilgrim Paige, Madeline Phoenix, Umbra Maxima and Phil McGroin among others. The new Storm Front theme "Lightning Strike" by Judas Priest. The camera switches to the live arena and after a few moments of observing the crowd, the camera cuts to the commentary team.

Phoenix: Welcome everyone to 4CW Storm Front! Tonight, as you will already know, 4CW World Champion Jack Valentine will defend the title against Rhys Cain in a match for the ages! But that’s just the tip of the iceberg of what’s to come tonight! I’m Scott Phoenix, joined as ever by Ray Jeffrey and James Roberts. Ray, what else have we got tonight?
Jeffrey Well, aside from the Stormchaser Tag Match that Sery just announced, we also have the Best of Seven Series between Lindon Jett and Grant Zaiden! Tonight is match four of seven, and it will be inside a steel cage!
Roberts: Zaiden will look to even the score tonight after a dominating victory at Storm Front: WAR IV! But also tonight, we will find new number one contenders for the 4CW Tag Team Championships as Pilgrim Paige and Kinzy Kane team up to take on S&M!
Phoenix: All this to come tonight, but to open the show… we’re bringing down the cage!

The steel cage comes down from the rafters. The crowd buzzes in anticipation.

Carson: The following contest is match four in the best of seven series and it is a CAGE match scheduled for one fall! The only ways to win are by pinfall, submission or escaping the cage!

”Creatures of Habit” by Polaris hits the PA system. The crowd gives a decent pop as the first competitor steps out onto the stage.

Carson: Introducing first, from Brisbane, Australia, weighing in at 247lbs… FULL GEAR … LINDOOOON … JETT!!

Jett storms down to the ring. He looks up at the cage when he reaches the ringside area and nods to himself. Then, he goes up the steps and enters the cage, showing no fear.

Phoenix: Lindon Jett looks like he just wants to get on with it. After a fantastic double victory to start this series of matches, Jett was quite frankly dominated in the third match and it was enough to rock anyone’s confidence!
Roberts: And Jett will want a swift victory in return tonight to settle those rattling nerves. He may not show them, but there’s no doubt they are there.

”Into Nothing” by Bleed From Within hits the PA system. The crowd boo as The Red Rhino steps out on stage.

Carson: And his opponent, from Charlton, England, weighing in at 260lbs … THE RED RHINO … GRANT … ZAAAAAIDEN!!

Zaiden marches down to the ring as the crowd border both sides of him with thumbs down.

Phoenix: And after his dominant victory against Jett at WAR, Zaiden will look to take advantage of the opportunity and even the odds in the best of seven tonight.
Jeffrey: And the match type he has chosen will only help him in that goal. He’s bigger, and he’s keeping Jett trapped in a box. Smart play!

Zaiden enters the cage too and the officials close the cage door behind him, locking the competitors in. Official Anna Molly gives her pre-match comments to both men and then calls for the bell!

The bell rings and the fans roar as the two warriors clash in the middle of the ring. They inch back and forth as they struggle for supremacy, when Jett finds some strength from within and pushes Zaiden away, sending him rolling backwards. Zaiden gets back to his feet, angry that he lost the first battle, and breaks into a charge. Jett waits until the last moment and then sidesteps, pushing Zaiden into the mesh of the cage. Zaiden stumbles away from the steel dazed and walks right into a waiting Jett who hits a bridging german suplex! ONE … TWO … NO!

Phoenix: Kickout from Zaiden but Jett has come out here tonight firing on all cylinders!
Jeffrey: Yeah but does he have the stamina to keep it up?

Jett sure tries. He picks up the bigger man and sends him straight back into the cage wall a second time, before whipping him into the corner. Jett reaches the corner and unleashes a handful of chops. Then grabs Zaiden and hits a belly-to-belly suplex! Another cover! ONE … TWO … KICKOUT!!

Jett doesn’t give up the advantage, grabbing Zaiden as soon as he is back to his feet and lifting him up, with an attempted Irish whip to the ropes. Zaiden reverses it, however, and takes out Jett with a back body drop upon his return.

Jett leaps back to his feet but only walks into a body slam as Zaiden gains control of the match. Purely for sweet revenge, he grabs Jett and throws him into the steel mesh! Zaiden grabs Jett and delivers his own belly-to-belly suplex, but this one has some release to it, so it delivers with extra oomph! Cover! ONE … TWO … NO! Jett kicks out!

Phoenix: Zaiden showing what you can do, I can do better!
Roberts: These two aren’t that different in size, but Zaiden does have the edge in weight, and that helps him ever so slightly.

Zaiden picks Jett up and delivers another body slam. He then sends him into the corner. Zaiden chases after Jett but Jett gets a boot up, smashing Zaiden in the face and sending him reeling. Jett hoists himself up on to the middle turnbuckle and jumps off, taking down Zaiden with a Tornado DDT! Cover! ONE … TWO … NO! ZAIDEN KICKS OUT!

Jeffrey: Nice Tornado DDT from Jett! But The Red Rhino doesn’t go down that easy!

Jett is quick to his feet but Zaiden, despite being dazed, is not far behind him. Jett runs forward and takes out the recovering Zaiden with a slingblade!

Phoenix: Broken Barriers! Jett is gaining some steam!

Both men are quick to their feet and storm toward each other. Jett is quick and uses Zaiden’s momentum to pop him up in the air, and smash him with a European Uppercut on his descent!

Phoenix: BOOM! Engine Thrust!
Jeffrey: As much as I hate to say it, that’s enough to knock out a man twice the size of Zaiden!

Jett kneels down and hooks the leg! ONE … TWO … NO!! ZAIDEN KICKS OUT!!

Roberts: Resilience from The Red Rhino! I think we all thought that might have been it for a moment!
Jett picks up Zaiden and seems to set him up in an attempt for a backslide driver. Zaiden, having it well scouted, breaks free and knees Jett in the gut. He then hooks him up for a suplex, lifts him up and THROWS him out into a release powerbomb!!

Phoenix: Reality Bomb! That’s gotta throw anyone out of the loop! You think you’re going up for a suplex and then BAM, bombed to the ground!

Zaiden decides not to go for a cover though. Instead, he picks up Jett and viciously throws him into the cage wall! Jett hits back-first and falls back down to the mat with a thump. And Zaiden still isn’t done! He picks up Jett, hooks him up and hits a perfectly executed Northern Lights Suplex! Then, he folds the bridge, stands back up without breaking connection and executes a SECOND Northern Lights Suplex!

Phoenix: Wow! Such precision and execution! The Red Rhino clearly isn’t just power!

Zaiden keeps the bridge the second time and the referee counts! ONE … TWO … TH--NO!! JETT KICKS OUT!!

Roberts: And despite all that, Jett found the will to kick out! This match continues!

Both men lay in the middle of the caged ring for a moment, exhausted by the long sequences and kickouts. This reprieve is enough for a “THIS IS AWESOME” chant to break out among the crowd. The chants seem to will on the fighters, and they both start to make movements. Zaiden is up to a seated position first, but Jett is right behind him. They share a glance, which almost borders on them both grinning, but they don’t. Instead, they get back to their feet at around the same time and start hitting slobberknockers on one another with lefts and rights, much to the delight of the fans.

Jeffrey: There’s nothing like a good, old-fashioned, which man is better rivalry! Let’s go!
Phoenix: Lefts and rights galore!

Eventually, Jett gains the upper hand after delivering a thunderous European Uppercut. He lifts Zaiden deadweight and takes him down with a gutwrench powerbomb! Jett makes the cover! ONE … TWO … NO!! ZAIDEN KICKS OUT!!

Jett rolls away, using the ropes to help himself back to his feet. He considers his options, then looks up. Zaiden is out, and Jett could theoretically make the climb. Decided, he turns on the spot, and BEGINS TO CLIMB!

Phoenix: Escaping the cage is a legitimate way to win and it looks like Jett is taking full advantage!
Jeffrey: Smart as hell, if you ask me!

Jett soon finds the climb tougher than he anticipated, likely due to the multiple slams he’s taken. But he slowly makes his way up, climbing until he is about two thirds the way up when Zaiden gets back to his feet. Realising the situation, Zaiden hurries over and grabs Jett by the ankle, yanking him down. Jett’s feet give way but he clings on with his hands.
Phoenix: Jett in a precarious position!

Underneath, Zaiden hooks himself up to Jett’s legs and pulls him away from the cage, then brings him down with an EARTH-SHATTERING sitout powerbomb!! Zaiden covers and the referee counts! ONE … TWO … THREE!!

Carson: Here is your winner… THE RED RHINO … GRANT … ZAAAAAIDEN!!

Win-Loss Record:
Grant Zaiden 1-0
Lindon Jett 0-1

”Into Nothing” hits the PA system again. Zaiden rolls away from Jett and wobbles back up to his feet, raising his arms in victory!

Phoenix: Wow! What a crushing powerbomb! That was enough to put away Jett!
Roberts: And it was also enough to even the series! It’s now Jett 2-2 Zaiden!
Jeffrey: He promised he would never lose to Lindon Jett again! So far, Grant Zaiden has kept his promise!

The cage raises and Grant Zaiden heads up the ramp, happy with his victory. The camera cuts to Jett, just coming to, and not looking particularly pleased about what just happened as we cut to a break.

Phoenix: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. And now we take it to our broadcast partner Michael Carson who will be talking to one of arguably the favourites for the Stormchaser Tournaments, Brian 'The Freight Train' White!

Michael Carson is seen standing in front of a locker room door. He coughs a bit, possibly out of nerves and knocks. The Door is opened by Tommy Young, who grins and beckons the veteran interviewer in before lounging back on his recliner. The room has become very homely since the group now known as Run 'N' Gun moved in nearly a year before, with comfortable furniture replacing the hard benches, and even a coffee table in the centre of the room. A large TV dominates a corner, which is also the focus of Tommy's interest as he continues to play what appears to be a WW2 fighter combat game of some sort.

Brian and Miss Teri are seated on a three seater couch in the centre of the real wall, and whilst it is a three seater, they manage to take up all the space as Miss Teri is currently engrossed in a fitness magazine, lounging back with her legs across Whites in a very comfortable position. Carson could have walked into a family living room rather than a superstars locker room, and he's slightly taken aback by this.

White beckons the slightly stunned man in.

White: Mike, come in, pull up a seat!

White gestures to a couple of folded chairs, padded, probably left over from before all this extra stuff was moved in. Michael grabs one and unfolds it opposite Brian on the other side of the table. White leans forwards and grabs a steaming mug from the table.

White: Drink?

Carson is again surprised as White waves towards a pot next to some milk and sugar.

Carson: Uh, coffee?

White laughs.

White: Nah mate, a proper drink! Tea! Help yourself if ya want.

White leans back comfortably, and Michael finally remembers he's here to do a job!

Carson: Brian, you've just been named as one of the competitors in the Stormchaser Tournament. You had some comments you wanted to make?

White: That's right. There are a few things I wanted to say. First though, and unrelated to the Stormchaser, is that we'd like to announce that Miss Teri and I will be getting married at Cupid Chaos next month, and we're both very excited to invite the 4CW-verse to tune in and enjoy this very special day for us both!

White smiles at Miss Teri, who smiles back.

Miss Teri: I hope to see you at ringside too Michael!

Carson gulps and shivers uncomfortably as Miss Teri winks over her magazine. Tommy chuckles.

White: Now personal is done, on to the professional. I wanna make a statement to all the other competitors in the tournament, and to the champion, 'Mad Dog' Jack Valentine. You all know my history with this tournament, and with the belt. I've won the Stormchaser before, headlined Revival and won the 4CW World Championship, I've been at the top of that mountain... For all of a few months!

Yeah, I was pulling double duty as the Universal Champ, but it was as if I never got a chance to be the top dog here. And I didn't even lose it in a one on one match! No-one really believed I had what it takes to lead this locker room, especially then! And maybe they were right. Yeah, I know, Wolfie being right about anything is hard to believe! But it's been a while-

Tommy mutters “It's been a while!” in the style of Staind, earning him a look from White.

White: - like I said, it's been a while, things have changed, I've grown as a person, as a competitor, and it's high time I finish what I started two years ago.

White taps Miss Teri's legs, signalling her to move, and he leans forward, setting the oversized mug down on the table. He stares intently at Carson.

White: I've failed every time I've gone up against Mad Dog. He is a worthy champ, though he's also one of the biggest assholes in this business. And after he beats arguably the biggest asshole in this business tonight, he can sit back and watch as I destroy the competition, sorry Tommy!

Tommy waves away any bad feelings with a fatalistic shrug at the mountain he's found he has to climb in the first round.

White: That's right, even my best buddy, my best man, will be going down. I got no remorse, we both know the stakes. I trust he's gonna do his best, but this year it's gonna be my time. I WILL win the Stormchaser Tournament this year. I WILL go on to headline Revival again.

White focuses on the camera, his intensity through the roof. Miss Teri is sitting up right next to him, and Tommy has come to stand at his side, so the whole team is in frame.

White: And Mad Dog, with my new wife, with my family beside me, I will hold the 4CW
Undisputed Belt on high in victory at the biggest event in wrestling history!

White picks up his mug again and takes a sizeable swig. He lowers the mug slightly.

White: And Carson?

Carson, all wide eyed and stunned at the intensity, practically jumps.

Carson: Ye... Yes?
White: Close the door on your way out!

We cut to a break.

Carson: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it will determine a #1 Contender for the 4CW Tag Team Championships!

”Head Like A Hole” by Miley Cyrus hits the PA system. The Hall of Famers Senecca and DIrk Meyer come out on stage to a big pop from the crowd.

Carson: Introducing first, from Valhalla, New York, weighing in at a combined weight of lbs… SENECCA … DIRK MEYER … S AAAAAAND M!!

Phoenix: S&M are always in the hat for contendership and tonight they can solidify that if they beat Pilgrim Paie and Kinzy Kane.
Roberts: Senecca and Meyer have been to many rodeos. They know how it goes. And they look determined to make a date with destiny tonight!
”Those In My Way” by Straplocked hits the PA system. To a raucous pop, Kinzy Kane steps out on stage. Right after her, to another big pop, comes 4CW Hall of Famer Pilgrim Paige.

Carson: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of lbs, NEON RAIN … KINZY KANE and PILGRIIIIIM … PAAAAIGE!!

Phoenix: Paige and Kinzy may be new as an actual team here in 4CW but they obviously have a close relationship and train together, so in terms of team chemistry, I think they have the lack of official experience at least somewhat covered.
Jeffrey: Knowing your partner well will certainly help! Both Kinzy and Paige have proven their mettle in singles competition, Paige especially - but if they can pull off this win tonight it will stamp their mark in the tag team division.

With the two tag teams in the ring, referee Anna Molly does her pre-match checks and when she is satisfied, calls for the bell.

The bell rings and KInzy starts the match on her side. On the other side, Meyer decides to take the first step into this match. Paige and Senecca go to their respective aprons. Kinzy and Meyer lock up in the middle of the ring. Meyer easily transitions Kinzy into a side headlock and begins to wear her down. Meyer drops Kinzy to her knees in seconds but she starts to fight back with punches to the gut of Meyer. Meyer releases Kinzy who runs to the ropes and comes back to - run right into a clothesline from Meyer! Meyer covers! ONE … TWO … KICKOUT! Meyer once again applies a side headlock, this time while kneeling. Kinzy is better prepared to fight back this time and gets to her feet forcing Meyer to have to do the same. Meyer preempts Kinzy’s reversal by sending her to the ropes. Kinzy comes back and Meyer attempts another clothesline, but Kinzy ducks and only gains speed as she goes to the other side of the ring. Coming back from those ropes, she takes out Meyer with a running dropkick! Kinzy makes a quick cover! ONE … TWO … NO! Meyer kicks out!

Kinzy rushes to her feet and swings a shoot kick at Meyer but he avoids it and grabs her, spinning Kinzy out into a neckbreaker! He covers her! ONE … TWO … NO! Kinzy kicks out!

Phoenix: And I think that’s fair to say that was the first significant blow of the match and it went to Meyer!
Roberts: Yeah, Kinzy spun out roughly down to the mat!

Meyer pulls Kinzy up to her feet, who is clinging to her shoulder and neck with her free arm. Meyer pulls Kinzy into a headlock takedown. She goes down with a thud but quickly transitions into a headscissors. Meyer escapes her grip but both of them get to their feet and the same time. There’s a second where neither of them move, and then they pounce. Kinzy leaps into the air and grabs onto Meyer, taking him down with a hurricanrana! Shocked, Meyer jumps back up to his feet and eats a dropkick which sends him into his own corner. Senecca tags himself in and stops Kinzy in her tracks at an attempt at another dropkick.

Phoenix: Well now Kinzy has a whole new challenge!
Jeffrey: If she was smart, she’d tag out right now.

Kinzy starts to inch backwards towards her own corner but Senecca is faster than she anticipates as he flattens her with a shoulder block! Senecca laughs, mostly to himself, as Paige watches on with her arm outstretched for the tag. Senecca pulls Kinzy up and whips her back into the S&M corner. He then charges after her and hits a stinger splash which SQUASHES poor Kinzy against the turnbuckles!

Senecca then picks up Kinzy and throws her back down with a body slam. Then he kneels down and hooks the leg! ONE … TWO … Paige makes her way through the ropes, but there’s no need because Kinzy KICKS OUT!

The referee orders Paige back to her corner. Senecca picks up Kinzy and throws her back into the S&M corner, and tags Meyer back in. Meyer comes in and throws a few right hands at the cornered Kinzy, then picks her up and executes a smooth suplex. He hooks the leg. ONE … TWO … NO! Kinzy kicks out again! Meyer gets up, shrugs, and tags Senecca back in.

Phoenix: Poor Kinzy is getting the brunt of this match!
Roberts: She’s going to have to find some of that energy she’s known for if she wants to get back into this!

Senecca approaches Kinzy and pulls her back to her feet. Kinzy gets some fighting spirit back as she pulls away from Senecca’s grip and SLAPS him hard across the face!
Jeffrey: I like the spirit, but that’s not a smart move right now!

In retaliation, Senecca grabs her and headbutts her. Senecca turns to Paige.

Senecca: You wanna teach your lady some manners, Pilgrim.

Paige glares at Senecca while keeping her arm outstretched constantly. Senecca grabs Kinzy and lifts her up on his shoulder. Before he can set her up for anything though, Kinzy wriggles free, landing behind Senecca on her feet. She kicks Senecca in the shin and he goes down to one knee. She then runs to the ropes and comes back with a spinning back elbow, smashing Senecca right in the chin!

Phoenix: BLADE RUNNER!! Kinzy might have knocked Senecca clean out!
Jeffrey: Not quite, but Senecca is no normal man! He’s rocked though!

Senecca struggles to gain his bearings at the almost-knockout blow, looking around vacantly. Meanwhile, Kinzy half-run, half-crawls over and TAGS PAIGE! The crowd erupt as the Lunar Pilgrim steps through the ropes. She sprints for the ropes, comes back to meet a still-stunned Senecca with a running dropkick, which knocks him on his back!

Phoenix: Pilgrim Paige running wild!

Meyer steps into the ring and charges at Paige, but she sidesteps him and launches him over the top rope, to a big pop.

Roberts: And there goes Meyer!

Senecca slowly gets to his feet but Paige deals with him quickly, hitting a standing enziguri on the big man! Senecca wobbles and it gives Paige enough time to come surging back with another running dropkick! Senecca goes down again and Paige makes the cover! ONE … TWO … NO!! Senecca kicks out!

Pilgrim Paige doesn’t complain; she immediately gets back to her feet, heading to the turnbuckle!

Phoenix: Paige already has her next move in motion!

Paige goes to the top, seemingly to set up for the Footprints in the Moon, when suddenly, Meyer appears on the apron again! He swipes Paige’s legs and she falls face-first into the ring!

Phoenix: Oh my god! Meyer’s interference might have just cost Paige this match! What a vicious landing!

Inside the ring, Paige rolls over in pain, her nosy bloody.

Jeffrey: That’s what happens when cartilage meets the canvas!

Senecca slowly recovers from his last attack and stumbles to his knees. He sees the bloody Paige and Meyer standing on the apron, encouraging him. Grinning, Senecca grabs Paige and hooks her up on his shoulder.

Phoenix: This is it! The Dark Plunge!

But NO!! Kinzy PULLS Meyer down from the apron! The distraction is enough for Senecca to release Paige and move forward towards Kinzy. Kinzy jumps down from the apron at the last moment. Senecca realises he’s been duped. He spins around, hurricanrana from Pilgrim Paige! Paige runs to the corner and begins the climb of the turnbuckle positioned behind Senecca. As Senecca gets up, Paige positions herself and then strikes with the diving corkscrew stunner!!

Phoenix: LUNAR ECLIPSE!!
Jeffrey: The Lunar Pilgrim strikes!

Paige hooks the leg of Senecca! ONE … TWO … THREE!!

Carson: Here are your winners, PILGRIM PAIGE … and KINZYYYY KANE!!

Win-Loss Records
Kinzy Kane 2-0
Pilgrim Paige 1-0
Senecca 0-1
Dirk Meyer 0-1

Kinzy rolls into the ring and help the bloody-nosed Paige to her feet. Together, they hug and celebrate their victory with the crowd as Paige’s music plays throughout the arena.

Phoenix: Well, let’s not forget: not only did Paige and Kinzy earn a hard-fought victory against two Hall of Famers in S&M, they are now the #1 contender to the 4CW Tag Team Championships!
Roberts: That’s right, we can confirm now… at Storm Front: Declaration, Umbra Maxima will defend the titles against Pilgrim Paige and Kinzy Kane!

As Paige and Kinzy continue their celebration, we cut backstage where we are in Sery’s office. There’s a knock on the door, but before he can even greet the visitor, the door bursts open and two men walk in. The camera focuses on them to reveal it is Julian MagneZ and Mike Kim.

Kim: We’ve got a complaint.
MagneZ: A big one!

Sery looks like he is restraining himself from rolling his eyes.

Sery: How can I help you gentlemen?

MagneZ frowned.

MagneZ: Did you see Brian White’s interview?
Sery: I did!
MagneZ: Then you know what he said about Jack Valentine bordered on slander! What are you going to do about it?

Sery grinned.

Sery: Oh no, dear boy. The question is: what are YOU going to do about it? SInce you two will be in action, TONIGHT, against Brian White! That’s right, the both of you against him! He’s the size of you both combined so… that’s fair, right? Good luck, and get out of my office.

MagneZ and Kim look at each other and look to protest, but decide against it, instead storming off in a huff.

We cut back to the arena and ”Cowboys From Hell” by Pantera hits the PA system. Jasn and Robert Crow step out on stage, Jason with the 4CW Hardcore Championship strapped around his waist.

Carson: Ladies and gentlemen, accompanied to the ring by Robert Crow, please welcome… the 4CW Hardcore Champion… JASON … CROOOOW!!

Jason and Robert get into the ring and shove Carson out of it. Carson leaves and Robert takes his mic. The music cuts as the crowd start to boo the men.

Jason: You may be wondering why we’re out here right now… and it’s exactly that that is the problem! You shouldn’t be wondering why we’re out here! I’m the 4CW Hardcore Champion! And quite a dominant one! I’ve held this title multiple times and more than most. And you know why?
Robert: Why, Jason?
Jason: Because, brother… anyone who wants to get to me, has to get through you. And given that I know you better than anyone, I know there is NO-ONE on this roster who can get through you.

Robert grins.

Robert: That’s right! But let no-one say we hide backstage! No, if anyone back there thinks they can take Jason, they have to take me. And if anyone back there thinks they can take me, well… I’m standing here, waiting for you to do something about it.

Robert’s grin turns into a snarl as he throws the mic. Jason exits the ring and Robert calls for someone to come out and challenge him.

”Between II Worlds” by NERO hits the PA system. Jason, who still has mic, groans.

Jason: No, no, no! What is it with this guy?

The crowd cheers as Quentin Cosmo steps out on stage, a mic in hand.

Cosmo: Yes, I am that guy, Jason. And what is it with me? Well, as complicated as my backstory suggests I should be, I actually have a pretty simple motive here. I want the 4CW Hardcore Championship. So, here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to come down there and beat you, and then I’m going to beat Jason for the championship. And as you know, I travel time and space, so you know when I predict something… it’s going to happen.

Cosmo drops the mic and heads down to the ring. Jason looks like he’s going to respond. Instead, he doesn’t. He heads over to the apron near Robert and says something to him that, if this narrator was a lip reader, would say looked very much like “break him”.

When the bell rings, Robert and Cosmo clash in the middle of the ring with a grapple. Robert kicks Cosmo in the gut sneakily and gains the immediate advantage. Robert hooks up Cosmo and hits a suplex. He follows up with a body slam and a back body drop! Robert taunts Cosmo about how he ”didn’t see that coming!” while he covers him. ONE … TWO … No! Cosmo kicks out!

Robert tries to go right back on the offense, but Cosmo reverses an attempt at another suplex and hits one of his own. Robert scrambles back up to fall victim to a dropkick, and this time Cosmo gets the cover but the result is the same with a ONE … TWO … Kickout!

Phoenix: Cosmo bringing perhaps a little more of a challenge than Robert had expected.

Cosmo picks up Robert but the Crow brother fights back and sends Cosmo to the ropes. When Cosmo comes back, Robert grabs him and hits a vicious neckbreaker! Robert covers Cosmo, ONE … TWO … but no! Cosmo kicks out!

Robert continues his assault by stomping Cosmo into the corner, and then pulling him up from out of there and setting him up for a DDT - but Cosmo breaks free and hits his JUMPING CUTTER out of nowhere!!

Phoenix: THE PARADOX!!
Jeffrey: Cosmo hits the big one!
Roberts: Already?!

Jason is furious at this sudden development. He starts to walk forward to start to interfere in the match when suddenly he falls flat on his face! The commentators try to contain their laughter, given how close Jason is to them and it soon becomes apparent that Jason’s shoelaces are tied - TOGETHER!!

Inside the ring, Cosmo covers Robert! ONE … TWO … THREE!!

Carson: Here is your winner, QUENTIIIIN … COSMOOO!!

WIn-Loss Records:
Robert Crow 1-1
Quenton Cosmo 1-0

Cosmo gets up and celebrates his victory as the crowd cheers him on. On the outside, Jason is frantically trying to untie his shoelaces, infuriated and humiliated.

Phoenix: I have so many questions right now. Who tied Jason’s shoelaces? Does this victory mean Cosmo gets a title shot? What just happened?
Jeffrey: I think the answer to all those questions is I don’t know! But Quentin Cosmo definitely just beat Robert Crow - and really quickly too!
Roberts: A big victory for Quentin Cosmo, no doubt! He met the challenge and conquered it, and no-one can argue with that!

As Cosmo heads up the ramp, Jason stands up, having finally untied his shoelaces. He glares up the ramp at Quentin Cosmo, fury in his eyes as we cut to a break.

Carson: The following contest is a 2-on-1 handicap match scheduled for one fall.

”Supernova Goes Pop” by Powerman 5000 hits the PA system. Carson looks a little confused but quickly recovers.

Carson: Please welcome, on his way down to ringside, the 4CW Undisputed World Champion… JACK … VALENTIIIINE!!

Phoenix: What is Jack Valentine doing on his way out here? His World TItle match is next! Why isn’t he backstage preparing?
Roberts: I guess he’s taking an interest in this match involving his cohorts… not that I thought Valentine cared one iota about them.

Valentine comes all the way around to the commentary desk. He opens a seat and sits down, putting a headset on but saying nothing. His music continues to play as the first competitors of the match come out.

Carson: Introducing first, the team of … MIKE KIM … and JULIAAAN … MAGNEEEEZ!!

Kim and MagneZ make their way down to the ring. They talk in hushed tones as they walk down, discussing last minute strategy and not paying much focus to the crowd’s boos. They enter the ring.

Phoenix: Well MagneZ and Kim don’t exactly look confident right now - not that one can blame them.

”Wherever I May Roam” by Yashin hits the PA system. Out comes The Freight Train, accompanied by his wife-to-be Miss Teri.

Carson: And their opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Miss Teri… from Barry, South Wales, weighing in at 385lbs … BRIAN … THE FREIGHT TRAAAAAIN … WHIIITE!!

The complete antithesis of his opponents, White struts down to the ring with confidence that only comes from being happy and content. He enters the ring over the top rope, while Miss Teri takes position at ringside, in front of the commentary desk.

The referee Jason Trent finds no reason to delay the match any further, and calls for the bell!

Both MagneZ and Kim decide offense is the best defense. They attempt to swarm White, both of them striking fast with multiple right hands and kicks. They seem to be getting somewhere for all of five seconds, until White breaks out of their grip with a burst, sending them both tumbling away. Kim is the first to recover and gets a headbutt for his efforts! MagneZ follows and White takes him out with a thunderous big boot!

Phoenix: Well, that advantage lasted all of a few seconds!
Jeffrey: Of course it did! White is a locomotive!

White sends MagneZ to the ropes and when he comes back, takes him out with a spinebuster!

Phoenix: Well, I don’t think we can ignore the elephant in the room much longer. Jack Valentine, welcome to the commentary booth. My question for you is, why are you out here? You have a championship match to prepare for in tonight’s main event against Rhys Cain. Don’t you think you should be focusing on that?
Valentine: Oh make no mistake, Scotty boy… I am completely and utterly focused on beating Rhys Cain tonight. However, for me to be at my absolute best… I need to be relaxed. And coming out here to see this match is certainly making me feel relaxed.
Roberts: You find it relaxing watching Brian White demolish your cronies?
Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts! He’s not talking about White, you idiot.
Phoenix: So you’re out here to watch Miss Teri?
Valentine: You think I’m watching her, Scott? I’m watching her, watch me! Come on, now! My name isn’t a gimmick. I’m a stallion!

In the ring Brian White, oblivious to this discussion about his wife, continues to control the match. He sends Kim to one corner and hits a big stinger splash then sends MagneZ to the other corner and does the exact same thing to him. White takes out MagneZ with a body slam and hooks the leg! ONE … TWO … KICKOUT!

Phoenix: Oooh, I’m not sure MagneZ made the smartest play by kicking out there. He’s only delaying the inevitable.

White gets back to his feet and yanks MagneZ to his feet. He grabs MagneZ around the neck, but MagneZ rakes the eyes! White clutches his own face as MagneZ breaks free and Kim rolls him up! ONE … TWO … NO! KICKOUT!

Phoenix: Jack, you clearly watched White’s promo earlier. Do you have anything to say about his comments?
Valentine: Only this… it’s a damn shame Miss Teri is marrying him. She needs to be with a winner. But I get it. Pity is a strong feeling.

Inside the ring, White is still half-blinded as MagneZ and Kim team up to set him up for a double suplex. They give it their all, but they are unable to lift White as he shifts his momentum and SUPLEXES both men! White positions himself in the corner of the ring. Kim gets to his feet and White runs at him with a RUNAWAY TRAIN! BAM!! White stacks Kim on top of MagneZ and covers them botb! ONE … TWO … THREE!!

Carson: Here is your winner… BRIAN … THE FREIGHT TRAAAAAIN … WHITE!!

Win Loss Records:
Brian White 1-0
Julian MagneZ 0-1
Mike Kim 0-1

Phoenix: And just like that, Brian White with a hugely dominating win!
Valentine: Oh, and Miss Teri sure is a sight for sore eyes when she’s happy! Look how perky she looks!

Inside the ring, Miss Teri celebrates her man’s big victory. White lets her raise his arm high in the air. He glances over at Valentine at ringside but doesn’t pay him any more attention after a second.

Roberts: ...Aaaanyway, before we get shut down, we’re going to change lanes here because coming up after the break, Jack Valentine defends the 4CW World Championship against Rhys Cain!
Valentine: That’s right, fellas! So I’d best make a move, can’t be late for my own party now, can I?

Valentine disappears behind the barricade and the commentators sign us off for one last break.

Phoenix: Valentine. Cain. World Championship! And it’s NEXT!!

Carson: The following contest is our MAIN EVENT of the evening scheduled for one fall and it is for the 4CW UNDISPUTED WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!

”As I Am” by Dream Theatre hits the PA system. Rhys Cain steps out on stage, one black gloved hand, black tights with silver trim and black boots.

Carson: Introducing first, the challenger, from THE SCORCHED PATH, weighing in at 230lbs… 4CW HALL OF FAMER… THE BLACK FLAME … RHYS … CAAAAIN!!

Phoenix: We at 4CW are proud to provide the biggest stars in this industry. Rhys Cain certainly fits that bill. He won the battle royal earlier this month to earn this shot, and to be perfectly honest, I fancy his chances.
Roberts: Wow, didn’t expect that.
Phoenix: I would love nothing more than to see Valentine beat Cain, but the fact is Rhys Cain can beat any man on any night. He’s done it so many times. He’s held the World Championship twice. He’s beaten Hall of Famers like Mike Nichols, Belly, Sery and Brian White. The list goes on and on.
Jeffrey: He’s not a Hall of Famer for nothing. We all know what he’s capable of. And he seems transfixed on capturing the World Title for the third time. It’s been four years since Cain last held that belt, and it’s eating away at him.

Rhys Cain reaches the bottom of the ramp and slides into the ring. He goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle. The lights go down and a spotlight with holographic flames shines over him as he looks out across the crowd. He beats his chest three times and jumps down, the lightning returning to normal. Cain turns around to glare at the stage, waiting for his opponent.

”Supernova Goes Pop” by Powerman 5000 hits the PA system.

Carson: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 220lbs, he is the 4CW UNDISPUTED WORLD CHAMPION … 4CW HALL OF FAMER … JACK … MAD DOOOOOOG … VALENTIIIINE!!

Jeffrey: And here he is, Jack Valentine. The longest-reigning 4CW World Champion in history. He’s held the championship for 553 days. And Scott, you listed some opponents Cain had beaten earlier. You know who’s not in that list? Jack Valentine.
Phoenix: You’re absolutely correct, Ray. Cain has never beaten Valentine. In fact, it was his inability to defeat Valentine that seemed to trigger his Black Flame persona. Before Valentine, Cain was actually a likeable guy.
Roberts: That feels like a lifetime ago now.
Phoenix: Indeed, it does. Cain has to overcome arguably the biggest challenge in his career tonight; but Jack Valentine has never looked better. Valentine is absolutely in his prime and the form of his career. Right now, he is indubitably the best wrestler in the world, and that’s not debatable.
Jeffrey: Valentine has put away everyone that means anything… that’s why he’s the undisputed champion. For Cain to win tonight, he’d have to pull off his best performance ever.

Valentine gets into the ring. He stares a hole into Cain, who stares back. Head Referee Jason Trent does his pre-match checks, and makes it clear to both competitors he wants a clean fight. Trent holds the title high, to show the fans what Valentine and Cain are fighting for, then he hands it to a ringside assistant and calls for the bell!

Valentine and Cain circle each other to start the match. After a few teased attempts at locking up, they finally do in the middle of the ring. Valentine immediately switches Cain into a side headlock. He wrenches on Cain’s neck for a few moments before Cain pushes him away to the ropes. Valentine comes back with a clothesline that knocks Cain down. Cain is quick to recover and Valentine sends him to the ropes, Cain clotheslining Valentine this time. Valentine similarly recovers quickly and the two lock up again.

Valentine pulls out and twists Cain’s arm. He throws his shoulder into Cain’s a couple of times, not letting go, before twisting the arm around again. Cain manages to get hold of Valentine’s arm, twisting it around himself. He yanks down on Valentine’s arm, as if trying to pull it out of its socket, but Valentine soon reverses and regains control. Valentine locks Cain into a modified hammerlock and applies pressure. Cain reverses and the two quickly go back and forth until Valentine hits Cain with a takedown and locks in a headlock on the mat. Cain reverses into a headscissors lock but Valentine quickly rolls out and lands on top of Cain for a cover! ONE … TWO … NO! Cain kicks out.

Phoenix: Both of these men are showing pure examples why they are two of the best pure wrestlers in this company!
Roberts: It’s very clear they are evenly matched in the early exchanges!

Cain and Valentine get to their feet at near the same time. They clash once again in the middle of the ring. This time, Cain stamps on Valentine’s foot and locks him in a headlock. Valentine pushes Cain to the ropes and attempts a dropkick, but Cain sidesteps. As Valentine recovers, Cain hooks him up into a suplex and executes it perfectly! Cain picks up Valentine and whips him into the corner. He joins Valentine in the corner of the ring and unleashes a series of knife edge chops, reddening Valentine’s chest. This is until Valentine suddenly grabs Cain and reverses, throwing him into the corner and unleashing his own series of chops! Valentine whips Cain to the opposite corner, then runs after him. Cain is ready for the attack and throws a boot up, which rocks Valentine.

Cain grabs Valentine again and once again hits a suplex - but this time he doesn’t relinquish the hold. He turns on the mat, still holding Valentine, picks him up and hits a second suplex! Once again, Cain holds on lifting Valentine a third time and completing the Triple Suplex combination! Cain goes for a cover! ONE … TWO … NO! Valentine kicks out!

Cain gets straight back up to his feet as Valentine stirs on the mat. Cain wastes no time running to the ropes, springboarding off and hitting a moonsault! BAM! Cain slams into Valentine! He jumps back up, clutching his ribs, but he clearly isn’t done yet!

Phoenix: Cain has Valentine on the ropes here!

Cain picks up Valentine, elbows him in the side of the head for good measure, then takes him out with a standing moonsault slam!!

Jeffrey: AVADA KEDAVRA!
Roberts: Cain UNLEASHED! We could have a new World Champion!

Cain covers Valentine! ONE … TWO … NO! KICKOUT!

Phoenix: No! Valentine fights to live another minute!
Jeffrey: Just goes to show how dangerous Cain is! I thought he might have had it there!

Cain slaps the mat, annoyed that he didn’t put away the champion. He gets back up and pulls Valentine to his feet, but Valentine breaks free of his grasp and gains some space with a European Uppercut! Cain stumbles backwards, rocked. Valentine hits a second attempt at a dropkick, this one hitting his target and knocking Cain to the mat! Quick cover! ONE … TWO … NO! Cain kicks out!
Valentine rolls over and gets back to his feet. Grabbing Cain, he whips him into the corner again. This time he runs after him too quickly for Cain to reverse and takes him out with another dropkick! Cain stumbles out of the corner, groggily. Valentine grabs him from behind and hits a spinning neckbreaker! Another cover! ONE … TWO … NO! Cain kicks out!

Phoenix: Valentine is getting back into this!
Roberts: The problem is, Cain isn’t getting out of it anytime soon!

Valentine seems to think the same as the next time he grabs Cain, he ups the ante and without any kind of warning, hits the FLEA SHOT DDT!!

Phoenix: How about that?! FLEA SHOT! He took Cain by surprise there! Is it enough?!

Valentine covers Cain! ONE … TWO … NO!! Cain kicks out!

Phoenix: Of course, it’s not! These are two warriors doing battle today! It will take many decisive blows to decide it!
Jeffrey: I hope they don’t take too long, we only have ten minutes left of the broadcast!

Valentine gets to his feet and brings his challenger up with him. He viciously grabs his face, like a cruel dog owner would to its pet, then slaps him hard in the face, then whips him into the corner. Valentine runs at Cain with a corner clothesline and follows it up with a bulldog! Valentine then jumps to his feet and waits for Cain to get up. When Cain does, he swings for a superkick! But Cain ducks, sidesteps, and superkicks Valentine! Before Valentine can fall, Cain picks him up into an AVADA KEDAVRA out of nowhere! Unfortunately, on the descent, Valentine’s flailing legs hit the referee Jason Trent, who goes down like a sack of shit!

Phoenix: Collateral damage! Cain hits Avada Kedavra but Trent is out!

Cain, not realising his predicament, hooks the leg! The crowd count along ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR none of it matters, the referee is out. Cain looks around, desparate for another referee but none comes. Cain moves to wake the referee up, but then pauses. Instead, he rolls out of the ring and lifts the apron, grabbing a steel chair!

Jeffrey: Genius!
Phoenix: Dastardly!
Jeffrey: And yet, genius nonetheless!

Cain rolls into the ring, steel chair in hand. He looks directly into Valentine’s eyes, who is on his knees, when he brings the steel down on his skull! Valentine is busted open, the blood covering his face before he even hits the floor.

Phoenix: What a barbaric chairshot! Valentine is busted wide open!
Roberts: And the tide of this match just turned dramatically.

Cain throws the steel chair out of the ring and pounces on Valentine, grounding and pounding him with lefts and rights, most of which Valentine is unable to defend himself from. The crowd boo Cain as he doesn’t let up.

Phoenix: Oh come on! Enough is enough, jesus!

Cain eventually stops and picks up a bloody and lifeless Valentine. He hooks him up for another Avada Kedavra, when suddenly Valentine jerks to life. He elbows Cain in the head, then grabs him and hits a DDT!

Phoenix: Valentine fighting back but he’s in no position to take advantage!
Roberts: Not at all! That chairshot really did a number on the World Champion!

Amazingly, Valentine lurches himself up to a seated position before Cain does. Valentine heaves himself up to his feet, a face now a crimson mask. Valentine then heads over to the turnbuckle. He climbs and without even looking back, gracefully flies from the top rope with a moonsault landing right of top of Cain! Valentine covers Cain, and just like earlier with Cain, the fans count ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR … but since the referee is still out, it counts for naught.

Jeffrey: Can we get a new referee down here, already?
Phoenix: We may have to if Trent is incapacitated much longer!

Inside the ring, Cain is still reeling from the moonsault. Valentine rolls out of the ring, stumbles over to the tables and takes the 4CW World Championship into his bloody hands. He rolls into the ring and as Cain gets up to his knees, Valentine smashes him in the face with the championship belt. Valentine tosses the belt out of the ring and is satisfied to see Cain is also busted open. Not quite as profusely as Valentine but enough to feel like revenge was delivered.

Phoenix: And look at that, Jason Trent is starting to stir! We have an official again!

Valentine covers Cain, but the referee is still too out of it to comprehend what’s going on. It takes him a few seconds to shake off the cobwebs, and then he begins to count, a little slow. ONE …. TWO …. NO! CAIN KICKS OUT!!

Phoenix: Valentine could well have had Cain there, but the referee was still recovering!
Jeffrey: At least he’s back now and this match can resume!

Valentine pulls Cain to his feet while the referee uses the ropes to try and get himself up. Cain reaches up and rakes Valentine’s bloody face. The referee is too distracted trying to get up to notice and Valentine clutches his left eye. Cain runs back to the ropes then comes back and takes out a half-blinded Valentine with a DRAGON RAGE!!

Phoenix: DRAGON RAGE! WE MIGHT HAVE A NEW WORLD CHAMPION!
Jeffrey: I don’t believe it!

Cain falls on top of Valentine and covers. The referee notices the cover fairly quickly and reacts, counting the fall! ONE … TWO … TH---NO!! VALENTINE KICKS OUT!!

Phoenix: I thought he had it! I really thought he did! But NO!
Jeffrey: The Mad Dog is out here showing his bite is DEFINITELY as nasty as his bark!

Cain, while exhausted, is most visibly frustrated. He grits his teeth as he pulls Valentine to his feet. He hooks Valentine up and takes him down with a beautiful suplex! Cain keeps the hold applied, rolls over, stands up and hits a second suplex!

Phoenix: Cain going for the Triple Suplex! And there’s two!

Cain rolls around and gets up again, setting up for the third suplex… but no! Valentine breaks free, kick to the gut - FLEA SHOT DDT!!

Phoenix: HE’S DONE IT AGAIN! FLEA SHOT! IT’S ALL OVER!

Valentine covers and Trent counts… ONE … TWO … THR--NO!! CAIN KICKS OUT!!

Phoenix: I don’t believe it! Kickout!!
Jeffrey: We’re out of time, it’s the end of our timeslot!
Phoenix: Don’t worry about that, I’ve been told that the network has extended the timeslot because THERE MUST BE A WINNER!
Roberts: That’s why 4CW is the premier of pro wrestling!

The fans are chanting “FIGHT FOREVER!” at this point, though the network officials are clearly hoping that isn’t the case. Inside the ring, Valentine picks Cain up and screams at him loud enough for everyone to hear.

Valentine: No-one survives three SHOTS!

Valentine sets up Cain for a third flea shot - the crowd gasp - but no, Cain breaks free!! Cain grabs Valentine - AND CAIN HITS VALENTINE WITH THE FLEA SHOT!!

Phoenix: FLEA SHOT -- BY CAIN!! Cain hits Valentine with his own finish!
Jeffrey: The ultimate insult!!

Cain covers Valentine!! ONE … TWO … TH--NO!! VALENTINE KICKS OUT!!

Phoenix: But it’s still not enough to put away the greatest 4CW World Champion in history!

Valentine may have kicked out but he is clearly in a bad way. There are patches all over the mat where his blood has stained the canvas. Cain gets up and grabs Valentine’s legs. Valentine hasn’t much to offer in the way of resistance due to sheer exhaustion and before he knows it, he finds himself locked in THE BACK SNAP!!

Phoenix: Oh no! Cain’s Boston Crab is locked in! And we’ve seen it put away a who’s who of opponents!
Jeffrey: Does Valentine even have anything to fight back with? He looks like he’s virtually out already!

Valentine is bloody, sweaty and exhausted -but somehow, he does find a second wind as the pain from the submission brings him to life. He opens his bloody eyes, trying to squint through and see for the ropes, while also trying not to tap from the agonising clutch Cain has on his back.

Somehow, out of pure will or sheer luck, Valentine moves enough to find himself within reach of the ropes and clutches the bottom rope with just a finger, but it is enough for the referee to call for the break. Cain doesn’t break of course, and so the referee begins his count and Cain finally, begrudgingly breaks on the count of four to avoid disqualification.

Cain falls forward and collapses in exhaustion. Valentine clearly has no intention of moving any time soon either. The referee has no idea what to do but he’s also been told this match must have a winner, so isn’t able to start a double countout. Trent stands there looking a little lost as he mumbles into his mic on his chest. We don’t hear any of what is being said.
Eventually, the ref just shrugs to the fans and waits for both men to start getting to their feet. Cain is the first to his feet. He grabs Valentine and with some considerable effort due to Valentine basically being deadweight at this point, gets him to his feet. Cain looks to be setting up for his suplexes again, but Valentine suddenly slips behind him.

Phoenix: Looks like Valentine was playing possum a little!

Valentine slips his arms around Cain’s throat from behind and locks in the Euthanasia Lock!!

Phoenix: And Valentine has the Euthanasia Lock cinched in tight out of nowhere!
Roberts: I’ve never seen Cain look so horrified!
Jeffrey: The Black Flame could be on the verge of burning out!!

Cain struggles, his face going red and starting to go purple. Then, he suddenly moves backwards, forcing himself and Valentine to crash into the turnbuckle. Valentine keeps the submission locked in so Cain heaves himself forward and repeats the move, smashing Valentine into the turnbuckle. This time it’s enough for Valentine to release the hold and Cain scrambles away, gasping for breath. Cain falls against the ropes to recover.

Phoenix: He escapes but only just! Cain knows how close he came to blackness right there!

Cain sees Valentine coming towards him and throws a wild kick, which catches Valentine in the knee. Valentine stumbles and Cain lunges in, turns Valentine around and hits a belly-to-belly suplex! Cain rolls to try and get to his feet but it takes him longer than he needs it to. Valentine recovers around the same time. Cain slips in with an attempt at a Side Effect, but Valentine elbows him in the side of the head and sends Cain to the ropes. Valentine takes out Cain with a clothesline on his return.

Cain gets back to his feet pretty quickly and is rewarded with a superkick square in the jaw from Valentine!! Cain goes down and Valentine stumbles over to the corner.

Phoenix: Looks like Valentine is going up top!

Valentine climbs the turnbuckle all the way to the top and then launches off, smashing down on Cain’s chest with a thunderous ELBOW DROP!!

Phoenix: ELBOW DROP FROM THE TOP ROPE!
Roberts: That could be all she wrote!

Valentine covers Cain! Trent slides in… ONE … TWO … THR--NO!! CAIN GETS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!

Phoenix: I don’t believe it! Cain found the rope!
Jeffrey: What amazing ring awareness!

Valentine furiously pulls Cain away from the ropes and covers him again! ONE … TWO … NO!! CAIN KICKS OUT!!

Valentine starts slapping the mat in frustration. He rolls back up to his feet and stands there heaving, trying to get his breath back as he figures out how to put Cain down. Eventually having apparently decided on a tactic, he moves. Locking up Cain in his legs, Valentine locks in the FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!!

Jeffrey: Valentine with the figure four!
Phoenix: And it’s dead in the middle of the ring. Cain has nowhere to go!

Valentine glares over at Cain, bloody and manic, and grins as he takes Cain’s leg and wrenches it as much as possible. Cain screams and writhes as he tries to get out of the predicament but all the ropes are too far away. Instead, Cain leans forward and punches Valentine in the face! The crowd roars! Valentine keeps the move locked in, but isn’t able to put all his torque into it with Cain punching him, and after taking three of them, Valentine changes tact and lets of the hold, instead getting to his knees and launching forward, shattering Cain with a brutal forearm!! It’s such a brutal shot that Cain slumps down to the mat! Valentine covers! ONE … TWO …. NO!! CAIN KICKS OUT!!

Phoenix: Cain almost leaped out of that pinfall! I think that, if ever I’ve seen one, was a true kickout on PURE INSTINCT!!
Roberts: I tend to agree! Cain was OUT COLD, or so it seemed!!
Jeffrey: I’m just wondering how much more EITHER of these two men can take before their bodies just give in!

Valentine groggily gets to his feet first. He reaches over and picks up Cain, stumbling as he does so. He hooks Cain in for another attempt at the Flea Shot but his dazed stupor means his heart isn’t really in it, and Cain is able to slip out, grab Valentine and HIT AVADA KEDAVRA!!

Phoenix: That’s the third Avada Kedavra from Cain tonight!!
Jeffrey: But look!! Valentine is getting back up!!

It’s true! Valentine stumbles to his feet, not even knowing where he is, but knowing being on the mat is not an option. Cain launches himself forward and hits a second BUSAIKU KNEE KICK on Valentine!!

Phoenix: DRAGON RAGE!! The second of the night for Valentine!
Roberts: This is it! An iconic reign, all over!

Cain covers Valentine! ONE … NO!!! VALENTINE KICKS OUT AT ONE!!!

Phoenix: WHAT?!?!
Jeffrey: JACK VALENTINE IS NOT HUMAN!!
Roberts: HE KICKED OUT AT ONE?!?!

Cain looks absolutely devastated by the kick out at one. His face snarls up; this was a personal insult, and he’s not going to let it slide. Cain growls viciously as he picks up Valentine and sets him up for ANOTHER Avada Kedavra! Cain bends his knees - NO!! VALENTINE SLIPS OUT!! VALENTINE GRABS CAIN!! VALENTINE HITS HIS OWN AVADA KEDAVRA!!

Phoenix: VALENTINE HITS THE AVADA KEDAVRA!!
Roberts: WOW!!

Valentine gets up and grabs Cain. There’s a determination in his blood-filled eyes that tells you this is it: this is the end. Valentine takes Cain out with the FLEA SHOT!! BAM!!

Phoenix: FLEA SHOT!!
Jeffrey: VALENTINE!!

Valentine crawls over to Cain and hooks the leg!! ONE … TWO … Cain’s leg kicks into the air, but his shoulders stay on the mat! THREE!!

Carson: Here is your winner and STIIIILLLL 4CW UNDISPUTED WORLD CHAMPION, JACK … MAD DOOOOOOG … VALENTIIIIINE!!

Win-Loss Records:
Jack Valentine 1-0
Rhys Cain 1-1

Phoenix Wow! What an incredible match! Jack Valentine has done it! He has beaten Rhys Cain and he is STILL the 4CW World Champion!
Roberts: That was one of the greatest matches I’ve ever laid eyes on! The grit! The determination! THE REFUSAL TO QUIT! Neither of these men are people I would have dinner with, but it is inevitable that my respect for them as in-ring competitors only strengthens after this incredible showing!
Jeffrey You know what? You’re ABSOLUTELY right, Roberts! What a melee! Two of the greatest competitors in the industry just gave EVERYTHING they have!
Phoenix: And the World Champion Jack Valentine continues his record-breaking reign! We’ve gone overtime, but join us again… next month, we have the Stormchaser Tournament! Who will earn the NEXT opportunity at the World Champion? Join us then! GOODNIGHT!!

Confetti falls as Valentine stands on the turnbuckle, bloody and battered, but holding the 4CW World Championship above his head.

Quick Results:
-Grant Zaiden defeated Lindon Jett in a steel cage match (Best of Seven Series: Zaiden 2-2 Jett)
-Pilgrim Paige & Kinzy Kane defeated S&M to become #1 Contenders to the 4CW Tag Team Championships
-Quentin Cosmo defeated Robert Crow
-Brian White defeated Julian MagneZ and Mike Kim in a handicap match
-Jack Valentine (c) defeated Rhys Cain to retain the 4CW Undisputed World Championship

Writing Credit:
Brian White interview: Gorgrim
Everything else: Rhys

Graphics: Rhys/Paige

Review Sheet:
Open/Stormchaser Brackets Announced:
Best of 7, Cage match:
White interview:
Paige & Kinzy vs S&M:
MagneZ & Kim/Sery segment:
Robert Crow vs Quentin Cosmo:
White vs MagneZ & Kim:
World Title, Valentine vs Cain:

Match of the Night:
MVP of the Night:
Moment of the Night:

Storm Front: Declaration Card
February 28, 2021

Stormchaser Semi Finals & Finals
Winner Faces Jack Valentine @ Revival XV
TBA

Stormchaser Round One
Phil McGroin vs Supreme

Stormchaser Round One
Erica Moxie vs Rhys Cain

Stormchaser Round One
Brian White vs Tommy Young

Stormchaser Round One
Witch Hazel vs Eli Waters

4CW Tag Team Championships
Umbra Maxima © vs Pilgrim Paige & Kinzy Kane

4CW Universal Championship
Madeline Phoenix © vs Dark Lotus