StormFront 28 November 2016

Phoenix: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to another exciting edition of Stormfront!
Jeffrey: You’re right! What could be more exciting than watching two matches?
Roberts: What?
Jeffrey: Wow… I didn’t expect anyone to ask…

The lights go out and a giant spotlight centers on the entrance way.

Roberts: Who is this?
Jeffrey: Who?

The opening instrumental to “Don’t Dream It” starts up as a tall African woman glides into the spotlight. Her green eyes sparkle with fire as she waves out to the audience.

Jeffrey: I’m not sure who that is but I think I’m in love with those beautiful blue eyes.
Cox: My name is Quinn Cox and for now I am the head… man in charge…

Cox snickers a little as she gives the camera a wink.

Jeffrey: Her voice is so sensual…
Roberts: You do realize…
Phoenix: Do not finish that sentence! You will not ruin this for me!

Cox: Tonight was supposed to be a monumental show. A new type of match was set to debut in our “Loser’s Redemption” match, however one of the participants decided not to show… But fear not! I have come up with an amazing solution and the match will still take place but will be a one on one between the ever amazing Sery and the mysterious Pilgrim Paige!

Phoenix: It looks like the Freight Train has derailed himself tonight.
Jeffrey: How can you care about that when you have this glorious example of womanhood standing before you?

Cox: Brain White, I expect a full apology and explanation for your actions at the next show. And should you decide not to show again… You don’t want to know what those consequences will be. Enjoy the show!

Cox waves to the audience again as she makes her way to the back.

Jeffrey: Boy I hate to see her go but I’m loving watching her walk away…
Roberts: He really doesn’t see it does he?
Phoenix: And we will not spoil it for him either!

Sery walks into the interview area where Gabriel Crowe is standing to interview the Seryous one.

Crowe: Welcome Sery, to start things off I would like to ask you some thoughts about this match tonight.

Sery: Gabriel, I'm having a baaaaaaaaad time in life right now, but I guess I'll do this interview right now. Pilgrim Paige we have something in common. We have been down on our luck lately. I'm sorry to say for you, well you are gonna have a baaaaaaaaad time in life after this week.

Crowe: Do you have any words for Supreme?

Sery: Supreme, we killed each other in that ladder match. I came so close Gabriel, but oh so short. I just needed a few more inches, story of my life. Supreme, I'll tell you this. I'm not done with you. You may have one the battle. That's all I have to say about that. But wait, before I let y'all go. Let me show you a newly released product that you can find on SeryShop.com! They are Sery Pee bibs!!!

Crowe:  A pee bib? What is a pee bib?

Sery: Well Gabriel, are you ever in the urinal and you are sitting there peeing, and you get some all over your pants? I think its happened to us all. So you take this pee bib and strap it over your pants, then I think you get the picture. Now if you would excuse me, I need to go test this baby out.

Crowe: Well there you have it! Sery seems more motivated than ever to win his match up tonight. Back to you!!

The lights dim and "The Astral Dialogue" by Agalloch blares, as a thick layer of purple fog envelopes the stage. Paige appears through the fog, wearing a black leather jacket over her black and purple ring attire. She throws her arm up and gives the sign of the horns while pumping her arm a few times.

Carson: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Newfoundland, Canada and now residing on... The DAAARK Side of the MOOOON... weighing in at 138 pounds... PILGRIIIM PAIIIGE!

After a brief scan of her surroundings, the song's beat picks up with a growling vocalization and she takes off running to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope and arising. After removing her jacket and tossing it to ringside, she walks to the middle of the ring. Paige spreads her arms wide and draws back her head, sounding out a loud WOOO while bursts of purple pyro shoot from the corner posts. The lights return to normal as she removes her Trans Pride necklace, sets it aside and commences running the ropes in preparation for the match.

Red Flag by Billy Talent rips through the arena's PA System. Sery comes busting out of the curtains. He raises one fist in the air and nods his head acknowledging all the fans in attendance.

Carson: Weighing in at 185 pounds! Hailing from Antigo, Wisconsin! SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERYYYY!!!!

Sery takes off down the ramp, sprinting the whole way and slides head first into the ring. He goes to one turn buckle and raises one first into the air, he backflips off the turnbuckle. He jumps up onto another turnbuckle and raises a fist into the air to the crowd. Sery follows it with another backflip and is ready for the match.
As Sery is finishing his backflip, the bell rings and Pilgrim Paige wastes no time in attacking Sery and backing him into the corner with a flurry of punches.  While the shots are weak, they take Sery off guard big-time and lead to Paige backing up for a clothesline in the corner ala The Miz. Sery stumbles out of the corner as Paige goes to end this one early and hooks up the former 4CW Champion ‘s arm around their back and tries to get her leg over the head but can’t quite land the Astral Connection.

Phoenix:  The Lunar Pilgrim trying to prove that she can end matches in a flash.
Roberts:  She obviously doesn’t get paid by the hour.
Jeffery:  Like you should be, James.  You are absolutely worthless.

Sery shows his veteran ability and is able to reverse the momentum of Paige’s potential early finisher into a makeshift Northern Lights Suplex.  He keeps the bridge up for the count…
1...2...NO!
The two get up as quickly as possible and move in for a tight collar-and-elbow tie-up.  Sery gets the advantage by pushing Paige toward the rope still in the tie-up .  The two being to roll on the ropes while still in the tie-up and reversing the leverage each other have almost an entire lap around the ring!

Jeffery: Swing your partner, doesy-doe, round and round you’ll always go!
Roberts: I always knew you were a hick at heart.
Phoenix: HA!
Jeffery:  Shut up, I can’t help it being in the family.

Pilgrim Paige tries to get an advantage by going to one knee and fighting from below.  She manages to distract Sery with her tactics as she let’s go out of nowhere and shoots in on Sery’s leg with an impressive takedown only to let Sery up into a pair of Snapmares that lead to a Running Basement Dropkick after she bounces off the ropes.  Paige goes to pick Sery up by the head, but the longtime 4CW stalwart hits her directly in the mid-section several times, breaking free , and whipping Pilgrim Paige down to the canvas in a vicious Cross Armbreaker.  Paige struggles for about 10 seconds before reaching the bottom rope with her legs.
Sery lets go at a two count  and Paige gets up favoring her right arm a bit.  Sery sees the weakness and goes in for a repeat, but The Maiden of the Moon reads him like a book and is able to dodge his attack , side-stepping him for a rough Russian Leg Sweep. 
Phoenix:  Paige seems to have Sery’s number here tonight.  Whenever Sery begins to mount any offense, she is able to counter it and turn it into her favor.
Roberts:  No lie there, Scott.  She is outclassing Sery at the moment, but I feel like Sery is more of a second half kind of wrestler.  He likes to see what he is working with before turning on the jets.

Jeffery: Did you seriously just infer that Sery is in anyway smart?  His entire career has been one big stumble and fall...sometimes even  the blind squirrel finds a nut.
Phoenix: I’d like to see you get in the ring and accomplish 1/10th of what Sery has in there.
Jeffery:  Easy.  I’ll go in there and take a dump.  Mission accomplished.
Phoenix and Roberts:  *sigh*

Sery is holding his head on the mat as Paige gets to her feet and begins to ascend to the top turnbuckle.  She is perching on the top rope as Sery begins to stir.
Phoenix:  Oh no, I think she’s looking for the Lunar Eclipse.  If she hits this, it’ll be over no doubt.
Sery gets to one knee with his back to Paige, but falls backward into the nearby ropes which ironically knock Paige off her perch and force her to crotch the top rope!  Sery sees what happened as the crowd cheers and laughs at the same time.  Sery runs up to the turnbuckle and climbs up to join Paige for a Superplex.  He hooks her up and brings her down hard to the mat all the way from the top rope with a brutal Superplex for the ages!! He drapes his arm over Paige for the cover…
1...2...NO!  Paige kicks out at the last second.

The referee begins to count them both out as they are lying on the mat.  He reaches five as Sery gets to his  a knee and fights his way up.  He goes to pick Paige up by the head and shoves her between his legs for an old school Piledriver.  Paige, however, reverses the momentum and lands on her feet only to back drop Sery.  Sery is able to grab Paige by the legs on the way down and roll her up out of nowhere.  The face of Paige is priceless as she is so surprised by Sery’s wherewithal.
1..NO!  Paige rolls through the pin and boots Sery right in the face! 

The Lunar Pilgrim takes a moment to celebrate with the fans as they go berserk for the great back-and-forth action here on Storm Front.  Pilgrim Paige goes up to the prone Sery and lands a picture perfect Standing Moonsault and stays on for the cover…
1...2...THR-NO!!

Sery is able to force a shoulder off the mat at two and a half. Paige is on the mat about to have a temper tantrum because she has wrestled almost a flawless match and yet still can’t wrap it up in her favor.  Paige composes herself and allows Sery to use what energy he has left to fight to his feet on his own.  As he reaches that point, she moves in for a step-up Enziguri but Sery ducks it and holds onto her leg for good measure and locks in a heelhook submission, falling to the mat and grapevining her leg. 

Phoenix:  This shows that you may be able to control 4/5ths of a match, but still lose right gents??
Roberts:  So right, Scott.

Paige again struggles to reach the nearby ropes and is finally able to do so after about 15 seconds in the strong submission hold.  She has to get up via the corner and even then she is limping heavily and still shaking the feeling back in her arm from earlier.  Sery is in the zone and gets up, delivering a knee to the gut of Pilgrim Paige and backing her into the corner.  He switches spots and gets to a seated position on the top rope while hooking Paige by the head.  He goes to fly off for a Tornado DDT, but Paige is able to grab hold of the ropes and keep them both there.  She is able to hit Sery in the kidneys and disorient him enough to turn around herself and grab Sery’s arms in a crossed position.  She brings him down hard with her version of the Sitout Iconoclasm.

Phoenix:   Oh!  That’s what she calls Drawing Down the Moon!  Sery’s lights might just be out here.

Paige stays near the head and reaches down Sery’s body to hook the leg.
1...2...3!!

Carson:  Here is your winner...PILGRIM...PAIGE!!!

Paige celebrates in the ring as the camera turns backstage.

Crowe: Ms. Cox what do you think about what we just witnessed?

Cox: It's a new era in 4CW, and now we have our two new number one contenders. Now it's time to see who exactly they will be facing.

Crowe: What about Brian White? It seems like you're really not punishing him for not showing up tonight.

Cox: I've had some time to think about it, and you are right, I was a little lenient on him. On the next StormFront, not only will he have to apologize in the middle of the ring, he will also have a match.

Crowe: Who exactly will he be facing?

Cox: Let's just say, the person he will be facing... He will have faced no one like him before...

“Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold rips over the P.A. system as the whole crows turns to the entrance way not sure what’s going on. 

Roberts: What’s going on? Who could be coming down to the ring. Nobody I know comes out to this music.

Jeffrey: It’s probably some punk ass bitch.

Suddenly Supreme steps out through the curtains wearing the Custom Championship like a  ammo belt, strung over one shoulder and wrapped around his waist on the opposite side. 

Roberts: You were saying Jeffrey:’

Jeffrey: For the love of God, please don’t tell Supreme I said that. 

Supreme rolls into the ring, grabs a mic and soaks in the boos for a moment before he starts talking.

Supreme: Listen to that Sery.  Allow the sweet words of Avenged Sevenfold to soak into every pore of your body.  Now your Nightmare’s come to life.  You made the mistake of thinking you can beat me.  You made the false assumption that you could be better than me, that you could take me in a ladder match and somehow walk out the victor.  Who the fuck did you think you were dealing?  I am the greatest wrestler this company has ever seen! 

At that comment the entire crowd started to boo even louder.

Supreme: Look, I know what you are all going through.  I get it.  I took that little bitch that you all look up to and I destroyed him. I mean, just look at yourselves. When you need to look up to Sery for a role model, it’s pretty obvious how pathetic you must be yourself.

Supreme: But let’s be honest here people.  Tonights the big night.  You get to witness your NEW Custom Cup Champion in his first match since winning the belt and his second match since coming back to 4CW and guess who it’s against.  The less than impressive Rhys “The Bruised” Cain.  Well, at least that’s what he’s going to be after I get done with him.  You see, I said from the get go that I am here to cleanse this company of the waste and the filth and prove once and for all that I am the greatest thing this company has ever laid eyes upon and tonight I am going to prove that when I beat the 4CW World Champion in MY designated match type, and I will show once and for all that it’s not the belt that makes the man, but it’s the man that makes the belt, and this belt isn’t going anywhere for a while. 

The crowd jeers Supreme as he holds up the Custom Cup Championship, he tilts his head back and soaks up the moment.

Supreme: Now for the rules.  The Custom Cup Championship will revert back to the Pure Championship. 

Roberts: Wait, what?  I have a hard time believing that Supreme is going to go this route.

Jeffrey: Seems like an odd choice to me too. 

Supreme: For those of you that don’t rememember the Rules are simple.  Each wrestler has 3 rope breaks. Once those are exhausted, pinfalls and submissions can happen under the ropes or with any body of the body on or in the ropes.  There is no closed hand punches to the face or the nuts.  Everything else is allowed.   If you break this rule you loose a rope break, if there are no more rope breaks allowed, you are DQ’ed.  Third, a wrestler is subjected to a 20 count when you leave the ring.  Now, this las part … this last part is the biggest kicker.

Jeffrey: God I was hoping he was going to keep this part out.

Supreme: I CAN loose the belt on a DQ or count out.  Now, you may be asking yourself, why on Baby Jesus’s naked body would somebody want to add that to their stipulations? Especially somebody like me?  Because I am the mother fucking best.  There is not a single person in this company that can stand toe to toe with me and walk away the victor. So with that, Rhys, come out here and get that ass kicking that you so rightly deserve. 

Jeffrey: It's time for our main event and it's champion vs champion! What a supreme match it'll be getting to watch this man beat the crap outta that midget we call World Champion!
Phoenix: Cain fought tooth and nail to win that title, Jeffrey, specifically so you couldn't say he didn't deserve it!
Jeffrey: I didn't say that! I just want to see the midget get his ass kicked! Then maybe Supreme can take the title off him in the future and be the only real champion in 4CW.
Roberts: Well last time we saw Senecca he was claiming the Universal Championship!
Jeffrey: But that idiot has gone AWOL so shut up, Roberts!
Phoenix: You seem to be taking Senecca's recent absence personally, Ray...
Jeffrey: What can I say, man? I thought we were bros...

"The Burden" by Bury Tomorrow blasts through the PA and the arena pops in response to the arrival of the World Champion.

Carson: And his opponent, from Wales, residing in Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 220lbs, he is the 4CW World Champion, "The Bruiser" RHYS CAAAIN!!

Rhys Cain appears on the entrance stage with the title over his shoulder. He claps the hands of plenty of fans on the way down to the ring.

Phoenix: Well you may not like him, Ray, but Rhys Cain has become one of the most popular stars on the roster! He's had to deal with a lot of misfortune in his career the last two years or so but that's all turned around for him now!
Roberts: And tonight he has the chance to prove he's the best by beating another champion! Of course, the Pure Rules that this match will be contested under may put our World Champion at something of a disadvantage... and also the fact that the one time these two locked horns before, the roles were reversed, Cain was the Custom Cup Champion, and Supreme beat him to end his record-breaking reign!
Phoenix: Cain has made it clear to me that he has always regretted not avenging his loss - but he gets that opportunity here tonight!

Cain enters the ring, not taking his eyes off Supreme the whole time, who is confidently swaggering over on his corner. The ref has words with them both, then motions for the bell to ring!

Cain offers a test of strength, and Supreme accepts, the two lock hands and go back and forth for a few seconds but Supreme flips over and leg sweeps Cain, then steps back allowing the champion to get back to his feet, while sarcastically slowly applauding. Cain ignores the taunt, gets back to his feet, and they lock up again, this time in a grapple. Cain gets the upper hand, goes behind Supreme, rolls him up and the ref counts 1..2.. but Supreme kicks out. Cain retaliates with his own sarcastic applause, much to the delight of the crowd.

Phoenix: Some head games being applied by both men in the early going.
Jeffrey: With respect Scott, if you think Cain has gotten into Supreme's head, you're an idiot.

When Supreme gets back to his feet, Cain offers a test of strength again. Supreme accepts, but kicks Cain in the gut sneakily, then sweeps Cain again, and locks in a headlock. Supreme tightens his grip but Cain is ready and fights out of the hold, pushing Supreme towards the ropes. Supreme returns with speed and eats a clothesline from The Bruiser. Cain covers Supreme but only gets a 1 count, and Supreme is quickly back on his feet, reverses a second clothesline, sends Cain to the ropes, and on his return hits a neckbreaker. Supreme covers. 1...2... but Cain powers out. The back and forth continues as they exchange holds, neither man gaining any major advantage, until Supreme hits a suplex and surprises Cain by locking in the Ankle Lock suddenly!

Jeffrey: That's right Supreme, make him tap!

Supreme applies pressure as Cain struggles, reaching for the ropes but being too far away. He crawls closer and closer, but Supreme pulls him away. Cain tries to roll Supreme away but Supreme flips and keeps the hold locked in, and then goes down into the grapevine!

Phoenix: Cain has gotten himself into a sticky situation! If he doesn't get to the ropes, we could see an early finish to this match!

Luckily, with the flip Supreme needed to keep the move locked in, Cain is much closer to the ropes, and he makes one final stretch before clinging on to the ropes... but Supreme refuses to let go of the hold! The referee begins to count... 1...2...3...4... and Supreme releases the hold at the very last moment.

Roberts: Cain has used one of his ropebreaks and Supreme took advantage of the five count to the absolute maximum!

Cain clutches his ankle, but gets little respite. Supreme grabs him and lifts him back up, lifting Cain up for the Fireman's Carry and slamming him to the mat. Supreme then hurries to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle. Cain gets to his feet with a little struggle, Supreme flies off with the Missile Dropkick and floors the champ, before making another cover. 1...2... but Cain kicks out!

Phoenix: Supreme has maintained some level of dominance in the last few moments.
Jeffrey: You could say he's been... supremely dominant.
Phoenix: ...
Roberts: ...
Jeffrey: ... shut up, Roberts!

Supreme and Cain both get to their feet at around the same time and start exchanging lefts and rights. Cain gets the upper hand, kicks Supreme in the gut, and takes him out with a Side Effect! Cain hooks the leg. 1...2...no! Kickout from the Custom Cup Champion! Cain continues the attack, lifting up Supreme and hitting a German Suplex! Supreme gets right back up, probably due to adrenaline more than anything else, and Cain links him up for a regular suplex! Cain holds on to Supreme though, lifts him back up and hits a second suplex! It's not over yet! Cain brings Supreme up for a third and final suplex!

Phoenix: Cain with the trifecta of suplexes, can he get the fall?

Cain hooks the leg and the ref counts.... 1...2...but NO! Supreme kicks out!

Jeffrey: What kind of question is that? Supreme isn't going down to a couple of suplexes!

Cain takes a few moments to regain his breath while Supreme lays flat out on the mat. Cain approaches him moments later, Supreme grabs him suddenly, seemingly into a roll-up, but no! He rolls through and locks in the Ankle Lock for a second time! Cain is a little more prepared this time and launches himself quite suddenly to the ropes, clinging to them, but Supreme drops into the grapevine anyway and the ref starts to count him again. 1...2...3...4.... but Supreme breaks the hold in time.

Roberts: Cain has now exhausted two of his rope breaks, he only has one left! And Supreme has applied so much pressure to that ankle, all the way to the 4 count on both occassions, and he still has all three of his own ropebreaks! Cain needs to get to grips with Supreme's technical skills quickly or he could be looking at another loss!

Supreme pulls Cain back to the middle of the ring and tries to lock in a third Ankle Lock, but Cain manages to roll and flip Supreme away. Cain gets back to his feet, hobbling a little, and takes a running start at Supreme, crashing into him with a clothesline in the corner. The turnbuckle pad, which had come loose, falls to the mat. Supreme stumbles out and Cain hits an Enziguri for good measure! He hooks the leg! 1...2... no! Supreme kicks out! Cain wastes no time this time though and almost immediately flips Supreme on his stomach and locks in The Back Snap!!

Phoenix: The tables have turned! This time Cain catches Supreme by surprise! He has the Back Snap locked in and Supreme is not close to the ropes!

Cain elevates the crab, pulling back and causing even more pain for Supreme. Supreme claws at the mat, trying desperately to inch closer to salvation. He gets within a foot of the ropes, then uses his arms to lift himself up and hand-walk over, clutching the ropes which breaks the hold and Cain releases. Cain brushes his hand through his hair, wondering what he needs to do to put down Supreme once and for all.

Cain gets Supreme back to his feet, He hits a few knife edge chops, then steps back, and swings for a discus clothesline. Supreme ducks the shot and reverses with a bridged German Suplex! The referee counts! 1...2....TH--NO! Cain kicks out at the last iota. Supreme recovers quickly from the kickout though, and gets a hold of Cain's legs, locking in the Cloverleaf!

Jeffrey: Supreme Decension! Supreme has the Supreme Decension locked in! This is it! It's gotta be!

Cain roars in agony as Supreme increases the torque on the submission. Cain reaches his arm out for the ropes but to no avail. It looks like he's contemplating tapping, as he opens and closes his palm a few times. Then he seems to come to some sort of understanding with himself, shakes his head vigorously, uses all his strength to flip himself over, in the process causing Supreme to stumble and fall on his ass, and allowing Cain to grab the rope. The submission comes undone, Cain still holding the ropes, but Supreme, frustrated, decides to lock in the grapevined Ankle Lock yet again on Cain! 1...2...3...4....and he release right before the referee can disqualify him!

Phoenix: Supreme just forced Cain to waste his last ropebreak! He has no more lifelines, if he's stuck in a submission again, he's in big trouble! And his ankle is going to hinder him from here on out! After three Ankle Locks, he must barely be able to use it!
Roberts: Smart it may be, but it's still dirty tricks! All Supreme has done since the beginning of this match is bend the rules as much as possible! He's abusing his own system!

The referee has words with Supreme, for all of his bending of the rules, but Supreme takes no notice and at the first opportunity, drags Cain away from the ropes and lifts him up. The referee picks up a stray turnbuckle pad that fell off during an earlier scuffle near the corner and throws it out of the ring and as he does so, CAIN LOW BLOWS SUPREME!!

Jeffrey: What the hell?! THAT CHEATING RAT BASTARD!
Roberts: Oh, so it's OK for Supreme to not follow his own rules, but not if Cain does it?
Jeffrey: You shut your mouth, James, you piece of shit, before I shut it for you!
Roberts: No need to get tetchy, Ray, Supreme served enough crap to Cain, he's just getting a taste of it himself!

Cain lifts up the Custom Cup Champion and sets him up for some sort of suplex, but Supreme blocks it at the last second by wrapping his leg around Cain's, then reverses the momentum into a suplex of his own! He struggles, still feeling the low blow, and then Supreme slides out of the ring, grabbing Cain by the ankle and dragging him over to the corner! Supreme screams in frustration - AND SMASHES THE ANKLE INTO THE CORNER POST!

Jeffrey: The little midget's ankle just got CRUSHED! It'll teach him to play with fire!
Roberts: The same fire that Supreme was playing with!
Jeffrey: Supreme is the Flamethrower! He can handle a little fire! Unlike that idiot we call World Champ!

Supreme drag Cain back, so that he can lock him into some sort of modified reverse figure four, using the corner post as leverage. Then he locks it in properly, applying pressure and falling to the mat, using gravity as a leverage to cause Cain unimaginable pain. In the ring, Cain thrashes, but with no ropebreaks, and no means to get out of the submission hold while wrapped around the corner post - TAPS OUT!!!

Carson: Here is your winner, the 4CW Pure Champion, SUPREEEEME!!

Jeffrey: Yes! YES! OH GOD YES! DREAMS DO COME TRUE!! This is the happiest day of my life!
Roberts: Don't you have kids?
Jeffrey: Probably... what's your point?! Supreme just beat the 4CW World Champion! THAT is how you main event Storm Front, ladies and gentlemen!
Phoenix: By hook or by crook, he did it! I don't agree with his cruel methods, but I can't argue with the results!

Supreme celebrates like he just won the title itself, and as he goes up the ramp, he looks joyous at his big victory.

Phoenix: Thank you for joining us --
Jeffrey: Sorry, Scott, I'm closing the show this week! Supreme beat the midget! SUPREME BEAT THE MIDGET! Goodnight, ladies and gentlemen!