11-18-2019, 11:48 AM
RINGSIDE
Grace: Tombstone look a lot more focused that they did last time…
Mitch: They took Moustache Ride as a joke, this time they have been all business, and that is bad news for the Ride… who will probably be the only folks happy we are moving.
The opening notes of Moonlight Sonata play, the fans booing their welcome to one of the most ‘unusual’ members of the EMERGE roster. After a short while, and an array of pyrotechnics and smoke, Thamuz emerges, all business and heads straight to the ring. When he reaches it, he rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center, a single spotlight focusing on only him as his music fades
Grace: Last time out Thamuz got destroyed by Melissa Killgraves, but seemingly playing mind games.
Mitch: The guy is a weirdo, simple as that. I don’t know what he is up to, and I don’t think I want to know
Grace: Either way, Desiree needs to watch herself tonight
"Beautiful Dangerous" by Slash feat. Fergie blasts throughout the arena as Desiree Devna comes out…….
She stands on the entrance way and poses to the fans as they take pictures of her…, attempting somewhat successfully to emulate her idol.
She slowly walks down to the ring as she smirks at the fans but keeps focus at the ring occasionally looking over at them….
She gets up on the apron and slowly straddles the ropes as she gets in the ring….
Desiree then walks to the corner and climbs to the second buckle to pose, prompting the flashes to go off….
She gets down and stands in the middle of the ring and poses as a lone spotlight shines on her….
Desiree takes off her glasses and gives a sexy smile to the camera, though one she would declare wasn't as sexy as Taylor's, awaiting her opponent and blowing a kiss which she finishes with a wink….
Grace: Her EMERGE career hasn’t really kicked off, came in with a lot of hype, but she will be disappointed don’t you think?
Mitch: For sure, and even worse, you can bet Taylor isn’t happy either.
Grace: Tonight though she faces someone a little different, someone who she is going to have to put in a shift… but more importantly, someone with a record worse than hers. She needs to head into the Memorial Tournament with momentum, especially as she will be facing our current EMERGE Champion Willow Wilkes
The referee says something to her and she’s nods, Thamuz stepping out the corner as the bell rings.
Grace: Here we go then, our first match of the evening.
THAMUZ VERSUS DESIREE DEVNA
The pair circle, Devna obviously unsure what it is she is facing. Thamuz stalks, and lunges forwards, Devna evading him and the slapping him upside the head. Thamuz evilly smirks, but Devna punches him in the face, and then again, before jumping in the air and drop kicking him back into the corner. Stunned, Thamuz stays in the corner, Devna running in and driving her knee into his stomach. She then drags him out the corner and grabs his head, jumping in the air and into a seated position and driving his head into the canvas.
Mitch: Desiree starting on fire here, and showing Thamuz he isn’t going to get this his own way.
Grace: I hope he’s going to fight back this time
Devna rolls him over and goes for the cover
1…
Thamuz kicks out, and Devna drops her knee into his throat, before picking him up, and nailing him with a right hand, and several kicks to the knees. She then whips him into the ropes, ducking under Thamuz’s right hand and then driving her knee into his spine. She then pulls him backwards, and drops him head first into the canvas
Grace: Inverted Bulldog… and the cover
Thamuz powers out, Devna landing on her feet but immediately jumping in the air and dropping a fist, back into a cover
1…
Thamuz powers out again, and this time when she lands on her feet, Devna hits the ropes, as Thamuz stands. Desiree hits him with a clothesline, but he doesn’t shift. He reacts by lifting her up and slamming her into the canvas to an outpouring of boos
Grace: There’s my answer… Thamuz planting Devna and Devna felt that.
Thamuz smirks again, as Devna gets to her knees, before standing, Thamuz running in with a big boot which nearly takes her head off. Thamuz though doesn’t go for a pin, he just bends the knee, and watches her writhe in pain.
Mitch: Thamuz watching her, as if he is studying her reactions. Is this what he has been doing all this time… studying the landscape.
Thamuz picks her up and bails her into the corner, following her in with a vicious Clothesline that drops her to a seated position. He then steps back, and drives his knee into her face, before dragging her out into the center of the ring. He then leaps in the air, and drops a leg across her chest, before rolling away and up to his feet, looking out over the baying crowd
Grace: And again, he refuses to go for the cover, preferring instead to antagonize these fans
Mitch: It’s working as well, listen to this noise.
Slowly, Thamuz climbs up to the second rope, and as Devna pulls herself up to all fours, he leaps, Curb Stomping her into the canvas.
Mitch: Ohhhhhh, what a shot
Grace: He calls that The Custard Splat… well he does when he is Jester Funn anyway
Mitch: This is over… but he still isn’t going for the cover.
Thamuz just stands, pushing her with his foot, laughing. Thamuz then picks her up and across his shoulders, almost breaking her back with a Torture Rack in the middle of the ring. The referee asks Devna, who is crying out in pain, but Thamuz then lifts her up, and slams her down into the canvas again. Once again dropping to one knee. Devna pulls herself up on the ropes, and Thamuz grabs her wrist and throws her across the ring, allowing her to bounces off the ropes and then scoop her up, dropping her with a sit down powerbomb. Thamuz stands, chuckling to himself as he leans over the ropes, asking for a microphone.
Grace: Now what is he doing?
Thamuz: SUNDOWN!!
Mitch: Uh ho…
Thamuz: Are you listening to me SUNDOWN???
Grace: What’s this all about? Why is he calling out the Devil?
Thamuz: I’ve been watching you SUNDOWN, I’ve been waiting for you SUNDOWN. Come… introduce yourself to me.
He looks up the ramp way, waiting as Devna gets to her feet
Thamuz: Do not be afraid SUNDOWN. Show me the fine specimen you have become.
Mitch: Does this guy have a death wish?
Devna is up, and grabs Thamuz by the back of the head, slamming it into the turnbuckle
Grace: Desiree had enough, reminding Thamuz who he is here to fight.
Devna spins him around, and slams her forearm into his face, and then again, and then a third time, to the delight of the crowd Thamuz dropping to one knee. She then whips him out the corner, but Thamuz reverses it, Devna jumping up onto the second strand and using that as a springboard, moonsaulting, taking Thamuz down into a cover.
1…
2…
Thamuz kicks out, but this time nowhere near as powerfully, Devna stomping down on his face, Thamuz not trying to cover up. She then picks him up, and after kicking him in the stomach, she drops him with a swinging neckbreaker, Thamuz crashing into the canvas
Grace: Desiree on fire, and Thamuz with no answer right now
Desiree covers
1…
2…
Thamuz kicks out again, Desiree standing and glaring at the referee. She then lifts him up, and runs the ropes, taking Thamuz down again with a chop block. She then rolls him onto his front, and applies her version of the Cobra Clutch, her knee between his shoulder blades.
Grace: She’s got him, Bitter Symphony and nowhere for Thamuz to go.
Mitch: referee is checking, surely Thamuz won’t quit
Grace: He may not have the choice.
Mitch: UH HO!!!
The arena explodes with noise as Sundown appears at the top of the ramp, Cindy Todd nodding and pointing towards the ring.
Grace: I think Thamuz is about to get his wish
Sundown starts walking towards the ring, and up onto the apron, the referee standing in his way. Sundown strides over the ropes, and pushes the referee backwards, slamming him into the turnbuckle, the referee dropping to his knees. Desiree gets to her feet, and retreats to the corner, as Sundown stands over Thamuz, and lifts him up to his feet with one hand.
Grace: Oh my God
Sundown then let’s go, and bounces off the ropes, almost taking Thamuz’s head off with a Lariat, Thamuz hitting the canvas hard.
Mitch: WIDOW MAKER!!! Thamuz is out.
Sundown looks up at Cindy who nods, Sundown striding out the ring and up the ramp.
Grace: Thamuz is out, Devna looks relieved…
Mitch: And the referee coming to… but he doesn’t have the first clue what just happened
Devna stands and watches, as Thamuz slowly, very slowly gets to his feet, totally out of it. When he is half up, Devna runs and leaps in the air, pumping the knee before connecting with Thamuz’s face.
Grace: Yep… job done.
Devna drops and makes the cover, the referee crawling over as Sundown and Cindy watch from the top
1…
2…
3…
Devna rolls out the ring, her arm aloft, as her music hits. The crowd cheers, as the referee joins her, and lifts her arm again
Grace: Desiree with the victory… Thamuz calling out Sundown and paying for it
Thamuz crawls to the edge of the ring, and is passed a mic again, as Devna leaves
Mitch: Now what?
Thamuz: YES!!! More SUNDOWN… give me MORE!!!
Grace: What the hell?
Sundown turns to Cindy, who only smirks, and points to the ring again, to a huge noise Sundown walking down to the ring again. He walks around it, and drags Thamuz from the ring, holding him stood upright with one hand. He then lifts him showing amazing strength with one hand, and Chokeslams him onto the arena floor. Again, he looks up at Cindy who nods her head, and then leaves through the curtain. Sundown then walks around the ring, as his theme music hits, following Cindy out.
Grace: I don’t know what the hell just happened.
Mitch: Thamuz called out Sundown, Sundown obliged.
Grace: Devna picks up some momentum heading into her match with Willow Wilkes
The camera pans to Thamuz who is just coming to, and he rests with his back against the security barrier. First a smile forms, and then a chuckle, until he ends with a full blown belly laugh. The camera zooms in, and Thamuz’s eyes narrow, his laughter continuing as the scene fades
BACKSTAGE
Invasion returns to the backstage area,
A journey through the myriad of locations within the arena and the camera finds itself halted by three imposing figures… The crimson hair stands out which belongs to the beautiful yet enigmatic Minerva, she is dressed in all black. She isn’t alone however for leaning against one wall of this corridor is none other than her brother, Sawyer Goddard. Half his face painted with the skull and a look that could kill a gorger at one hundred paces… On the other side of her completing the set is her elder brother, Eli Goddard… He carries the half mask over his jaw, terrifyingly so while picking at his nails with his trademark butcher knife…
Minerva smirks…
Minerva: “Moustache Ride, the game they say is now a foot isn’t it? I’ll admit you’ve both had your fun, you’ve both played your games up to now. I’ll say that you’ve even proven to be half decent tag team champions for this is EMERGE, however when you look around you, there isn’t much choice for you to elevate yourselves over. That is until you look at the two men that stand beside me, but you already know this, you expect nothing less as they were the team you two gorgers defeated for those straps you covet oh so much now which trying to do the right thing against the Unforgiven…”
Minerva nods…
Minerva: “My brothers here, they haven’t been the same since you two took those belts off them. They haven’t had focus since Sundown left to join the Unforgiven… Too many things changed too quickly, and now with the final show of this year before that memorial, we’re going to make some changes and that begins with you two…”
Minerva smirks and looks to her left where we see Sawyer steps from the wall and stand behind her…
Sawyer: “Suuuuuuuuiiiiiiii! Ya hear that boys, things are gunna change around here and it begins with tonight when my brother an I make you squeal like the little pigs that ya’ll are! Oink Oink! Look at the pope of emerge, gorging himself on dems jones, on ya’ll fans attention like a right porker, one primed for the slaughter!! Which is sumthin’ we’re good at, sumthin’ we’ve lost track of ya know? I’ve been guilty of a lot lately, but nothing more than watchin’ ya’ll parade around with our belts, our gold which we made famous, not ya’ll two gorging hogs… we’s taking em back bitches! The hunt is on ain’t that right Eli?”
Minerva smirks once again look over to Eli, who continues to look down as he cleans his nails with the axe…
Eli: “My brother speaks the truth… my sister speaks true wisdom, things are changin’ around here, younglin’s thrust into main events they have no business in, you two hogs parading around with our prizes we made in this company… We never wanted to be champions, we never asked we want to only hunt in this place, take the fight to anyone that tried to wrong our family… We grew complacent, we grew ignorant… we become that which we hated, we allowed the corruption that threatens Tombstone, to sink it’s fangs into us, but that changes now… TONIGHT THAT IS WHERE IT ALL ENDS!!”
Eli takes a deep breath after shouting down at the ground, his attention suddenly changes as he turns towards the camera to show his eyes which are a crimson red…
Eli: “You looked at us as a joke, and for a time for you this worked, but that ends tonight. There is no more joking going to happen, the hunt is on and we will take back that which is ours… and your blood will be on our hands and there is nothing you two can do about it. You want to play pope of emerge for your shits and giggles, get ready for a true religious experience at the hand of Tombstone. One that makes the crucifying of Christ look like a paper cut. One that’ll make eve the Pyramid look like a day at the beach. You’ve brought this upon yourselves, those EMERGE Championships are OURS! AND WE’RE TAKING EM BACK.”
Eli steps forward to be behind his sister Minerva, the three glaring at the camera one last time before all walking towards it.
BACKSTAGE
The camera finds itself inside the locker room of a man who is quickly finding it hard to go unnoticed here in this is EMERGE. Only earlier on he was interrupted by the enigmatic Minerva who wished to speak with him, until her brother Sawyer came in and ruined whatever she had in mind… Of course the young man she was speaking with was Christian Cannon who sits down on the bench with his hood over his head, his is deep in thought knowing all too well what is now at stake for him… Lost in his own mind, he continues to stare at the floor unflinching when the sound of the door to his locker room opens and closes…
The sound of shoes walking on the stone floor is what grabs his attention though, he looks up expecting the worse but when he does the weight of the world which sat on his shoulders seemed to disappear, he then stands and we see why…
Christian: “Dad?”
The camera pans to reveal Chris Cannon standing there with a smirk on his face, he just extends his arms and approaches his son and the two embrace with a hug.
Chris: “I’d ask why the long face, but I know that look all too well.”
Christian steps away and nods with a sigh…
Christian: “I don’t think I can do this… I mean, when I first signed, I didn’t imagine this was going be in my future so soon, but they’ve done this on purpose haven’t they?!”
Chris: “While true they put here because of who’s son you are, that doesn’t take away that your talent also got you here either. As I walked in you had the weight of the world on your shoulders and tonight you do have a hell of a challenge ahead of you in that Pyramid. But you’re a Cannon and whether you win tonight, or you don’t, you’re going to leave a mark on everyone, it depends on you just how BIG of a mark, that’s all.”
Christian sighs again and looks away…
Christian: “That doesn’t make it any easier though, I mean my relationship with Jennifer is already in tatters so now what? I was doing this FOR her you know? Maybe I made a mistake, shouldn’t have tried to be anything other than me and supported her from the get-go…”
Chris: “Forget about her tonight, this isn’t about Jennifer Helms, son. It’s about you and what you’re going to do now, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and that hell stands before you and the EMERGE Championship. You can be champion in your second match. No matter what others believe, you earned this. You WORKED for this moment with your time on the independents. Your TALENT is what brought you here to this moment, don’t you ever forget this. You are my son and people are going to use that as reason why you’re here, I did nothing to bring you here to Emerge, this is all you and I couldn’t be prouder.”
A slight smile appears on Christians face as he nods feeling a little more at ease…
Christian: “You really think that?”
Chris: “Of course I do, why wouldn’t I? Why do you think I’m here in Germany; I wasn’t going to miss tonight mate. Those people out there have no idea how blessed they are to have you on this roster. Regardless of how tonight goes down, I want you to stay safe okay? The last thing this company will need is you doing something reckless and getting yourself injured.”
Christian: “I won’t.”
Chris: “But that doesn’t change the fact that I want to see you kick all their arse either. You have the chance to make a statement tonight, Christian. One that tells the world that you’re here and you’re not going to go anywhere. Forget about your detractors, those pissants are jealous of you, never forget that. You go out there and learn from this experience no matter the result, that will serve you better than anything else and if you win?”
Christian: “If I win?”
Chris: “Then you’ve had done one thing better than me, and my pride will be through the roof… Good luck tonight.”
Christian: “Thanks dad… I’ll try my best.”
Chris: “All we ask mate.”
Grace: Tombstone look a lot more focused that they did last time…
Mitch: They took Moustache Ride as a joke, this time they have been all business, and that is bad news for the Ride… who will probably be the only folks happy we are moving.
The opening notes of Moonlight Sonata play, the fans booing their welcome to one of the most ‘unusual’ members of the EMERGE roster. After a short while, and an array of pyrotechnics and smoke, Thamuz emerges, all business and heads straight to the ring. When he reaches it, he rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center, a single spotlight focusing on only him as his music fades
Grace: Last time out Thamuz got destroyed by Melissa Killgraves, but seemingly playing mind games.
Mitch: The guy is a weirdo, simple as that. I don’t know what he is up to, and I don’t think I want to know
Grace: Either way, Desiree needs to watch herself tonight
"Beautiful Dangerous" by Slash feat. Fergie blasts throughout the arena as Desiree Devna comes out…….
She stands on the entrance way and poses to the fans as they take pictures of her…, attempting somewhat successfully to emulate her idol.
She slowly walks down to the ring as she smirks at the fans but keeps focus at the ring occasionally looking over at them….
She gets up on the apron and slowly straddles the ropes as she gets in the ring….
Desiree then walks to the corner and climbs to the second buckle to pose, prompting the flashes to go off….
She gets down and stands in the middle of the ring and poses as a lone spotlight shines on her….
Desiree takes off her glasses and gives a sexy smile to the camera, though one she would declare wasn't as sexy as Taylor's, awaiting her opponent and blowing a kiss which she finishes with a wink….
Grace: Her EMERGE career hasn’t really kicked off, came in with a lot of hype, but she will be disappointed don’t you think?
Mitch: For sure, and even worse, you can bet Taylor isn’t happy either.
Grace: Tonight though she faces someone a little different, someone who she is going to have to put in a shift… but more importantly, someone with a record worse than hers. She needs to head into the Memorial Tournament with momentum, especially as she will be facing our current EMERGE Champion Willow Wilkes
The referee says something to her and she’s nods, Thamuz stepping out the corner as the bell rings.
Grace: Here we go then, our first match of the evening.
THAMUZ VERSUS DESIREE DEVNA
The pair circle, Devna obviously unsure what it is she is facing. Thamuz stalks, and lunges forwards, Devna evading him and the slapping him upside the head. Thamuz evilly smirks, but Devna punches him in the face, and then again, before jumping in the air and drop kicking him back into the corner. Stunned, Thamuz stays in the corner, Devna running in and driving her knee into his stomach. She then drags him out the corner and grabs his head, jumping in the air and into a seated position and driving his head into the canvas.
Mitch: Desiree starting on fire here, and showing Thamuz he isn’t going to get this his own way.
Grace: I hope he’s going to fight back this time
Devna rolls him over and goes for the cover
1…
Thamuz kicks out, and Devna drops her knee into his throat, before picking him up, and nailing him with a right hand, and several kicks to the knees. She then whips him into the ropes, ducking under Thamuz’s right hand and then driving her knee into his spine. She then pulls him backwards, and drops him head first into the canvas
Grace: Inverted Bulldog… and the cover
Thamuz powers out, Devna landing on her feet but immediately jumping in the air and dropping a fist, back into a cover
1…
Thamuz powers out again, and this time when she lands on her feet, Devna hits the ropes, as Thamuz stands. Desiree hits him with a clothesline, but he doesn’t shift. He reacts by lifting her up and slamming her into the canvas to an outpouring of boos
Grace: There’s my answer… Thamuz planting Devna and Devna felt that.
Thamuz smirks again, as Devna gets to her knees, before standing, Thamuz running in with a big boot which nearly takes her head off. Thamuz though doesn’t go for a pin, he just bends the knee, and watches her writhe in pain.
Mitch: Thamuz watching her, as if he is studying her reactions. Is this what he has been doing all this time… studying the landscape.
Thamuz picks her up and bails her into the corner, following her in with a vicious Clothesline that drops her to a seated position. He then steps back, and drives his knee into her face, before dragging her out into the center of the ring. He then leaps in the air, and drops a leg across her chest, before rolling away and up to his feet, looking out over the baying crowd
Grace: And again, he refuses to go for the cover, preferring instead to antagonize these fans
Mitch: It’s working as well, listen to this noise.
Slowly, Thamuz climbs up to the second rope, and as Devna pulls herself up to all fours, he leaps, Curb Stomping her into the canvas.
Mitch: Ohhhhhh, what a shot
Grace: He calls that The Custard Splat… well he does when he is Jester Funn anyway
Mitch: This is over… but he still isn’t going for the cover.
Thamuz just stands, pushing her with his foot, laughing. Thamuz then picks her up and across his shoulders, almost breaking her back with a Torture Rack in the middle of the ring. The referee asks Devna, who is crying out in pain, but Thamuz then lifts her up, and slams her down into the canvas again. Once again dropping to one knee. Devna pulls herself up on the ropes, and Thamuz grabs her wrist and throws her across the ring, allowing her to bounces off the ropes and then scoop her up, dropping her with a sit down powerbomb. Thamuz stands, chuckling to himself as he leans over the ropes, asking for a microphone.
Grace: Now what is he doing?
Thamuz: SUNDOWN!!
Mitch: Uh ho…
Thamuz: Are you listening to me SUNDOWN???
Grace: What’s this all about? Why is he calling out the Devil?
Thamuz: I’ve been watching you SUNDOWN, I’ve been waiting for you SUNDOWN. Come… introduce yourself to me.
He looks up the ramp way, waiting as Devna gets to her feet
Thamuz: Do not be afraid SUNDOWN. Show me the fine specimen you have become.
Mitch: Does this guy have a death wish?
Devna is up, and grabs Thamuz by the back of the head, slamming it into the turnbuckle
Grace: Desiree had enough, reminding Thamuz who he is here to fight.
Devna spins him around, and slams her forearm into his face, and then again, and then a third time, to the delight of the crowd Thamuz dropping to one knee. She then whips him out the corner, but Thamuz reverses it, Devna jumping up onto the second strand and using that as a springboard, moonsaulting, taking Thamuz down into a cover.
1…
2…
Thamuz kicks out, but this time nowhere near as powerfully, Devna stomping down on his face, Thamuz not trying to cover up. She then picks him up, and after kicking him in the stomach, she drops him with a swinging neckbreaker, Thamuz crashing into the canvas
Grace: Desiree on fire, and Thamuz with no answer right now
Desiree covers
1…
2…
Thamuz kicks out again, Desiree standing and glaring at the referee. She then lifts him up, and runs the ropes, taking Thamuz down again with a chop block. She then rolls him onto his front, and applies her version of the Cobra Clutch, her knee between his shoulder blades.
Grace: She’s got him, Bitter Symphony and nowhere for Thamuz to go.
Mitch: referee is checking, surely Thamuz won’t quit
Grace: He may not have the choice.
Mitch: UH HO!!!
The arena explodes with noise as Sundown appears at the top of the ramp, Cindy Todd nodding and pointing towards the ring.
Grace: I think Thamuz is about to get his wish
Sundown starts walking towards the ring, and up onto the apron, the referee standing in his way. Sundown strides over the ropes, and pushes the referee backwards, slamming him into the turnbuckle, the referee dropping to his knees. Desiree gets to her feet, and retreats to the corner, as Sundown stands over Thamuz, and lifts him up to his feet with one hand.
Grace: Oh my God
Sundown then let’s go, and bounces off the ropes, almost taking Thamuz’s head off with a Lariat, Thamuz hitting the canvas hard.
Mitch: WIDOW MAKER!!! Thamuz is out.
Sundown looks up at Cindy who nods, Sundown striding out the ring and up the ramp.
Grace: Thamuz is out, Devna looks relieved…
Mitch: And the referee coming to… but he doesn’t have the first clue what just happened
Devna stands and watches, as Thamuz slowly, very slowly gets to his feet, totally out of it. When he is half up, Devna runs and leaps in the air, pumping the knee before connecting with Thamuz’s face.
Grace: Yep… job done.
Devna drops and makes the cover, the referee crawling over as Sundown and Cindy watch from the top
1…
2…
3…
Devna rolls out the ring, her arm aloft, as her music hits. The crowd cheers, as the referee joins her, and lifts her arm again
Grace: Desiree with the victory… Thamuz calling out Sundown and paying for it
Thamuz crawls to the edge of the ring, and is passed a mic again, as Devna leaves
Mitch: Now what?
Thamuz: YES!!! More SUNDOWN… give me MORE!!!
Grace: What the hell?
Sundown turns to Cindy, who only smirks, and points to the ring again, to a huge noise Sundown walking down to the ring again. He walks around it, and drags Thamuz from the ring, holding him stood upright with one hand. He then lifts him showing amazing strength with one hand, and Chokeslams him onto the arena floor. Again, he looks up at Cindy who nods her head, and then leaves through the curtain. Sundown then walks around the ring, as his theme music hits, following Cindy out.
Grace: I don’t know what the hell just happened.
Mitch: Thamuz called out Sundown, Sundown obliged.
Grace: Devna picks up some momentum heading into her match with Willow Wilkes
The camera pans to Thamuz who is just coming to, and he rests with his back against the security barrier. First a smile forms, and then a chuckle, until he ends with a full blown belly laugh. The camera zooms in, and Thamuz’s eyes narrow, his laughter continuing as the scene fades
BACKSTAGE
Invasion returns to the backstage area,
A journey through the myriad of locations within the arena and the camera finds itself halted by three imposing figures… The crimson hair stands out which belongs to the beautiful yet enigmatic Minerva, she is dressed in all black. She isn’t alone however for leaning against one wall of this corridor is none other than her brother, Sawyer Goddard. Half his face painted with the skull and a look that could kill a gorger at one hundred paces… On the other side of her completing the set is her elder brother, Eli Goddard… He carries the half mask over his jaw, terrifyingly so while picking at his nails with his trademark butcher knife…
Minerva smirks…
Minerva: “Moustache Ride, the game they say is now a foot isn’t it? I’ll admit you’ve both had your fun, you’ve both played your games up to now. I’ll say that you’ve even proven to be half decent tag team champions for this is EMERGE, however when you look around you, there isn’t much choice for you to elevate yourselves over. That is until you look at the two men that stand beside me, but you already know this, you expect nothing less as they were the team you two gorgers defeated for those straps you covet oh so much now which trying to do the right thing against the Unforgiven…”
Minerva nods…
Minerva: “My brothers here, they haven’t been the same since you two took those belts off them. They haven’t had focus since Sundown left to join the Unforgiven… Too many things changed too quickly, and now with the final show of this year before that memorial, we’re going to make some changes and that begins with you two…”
Minerva smirks and looks to her left where we see Sawyer steps from the wall and stand behind her…
Sawyer: “Suuuuuuuuiiiiiiii! Ya hear that boys, things are gunna change around here and it begins with tonight when my brother an I make you squeal like the little pigs that ya’ll are! Oink Oink! Look at the pope of emerge, gorging himself on dems jones, on ya’ll fans attention like a right porker, one primed for the slaughter!! Which is sumthin’ we’re good at, sumthin’ we’ve lost track of ya know? I’ve been guilty of a lot lately, but nothing more than watchin’ ya’ll parade around with our belts, our gold which we made famous, not ya’ll two gorging hogs… we’s taking em back bitches! The hunt is on ain’t that right Eli?”
Minerva smirks once again look over to Eli, who continues to look down as he cleans his nails with the axe…
Eli: “My brother speaks the truth… my sister speaks true wisdom, things are changin’ around here, younglin’s thrust into main events they have no business in, you two hogs parading around with our prizes we made in this company… We never wanted to be champions, we never asked we want to only hunt in this place, take the fight to anyone that tried to wrong our family… We grew complacent, we grew ignorant… we become that which we hated, we allowed the corruption that threatens Tombstone, to sink it’s fangs into us, but that changes now… TONIGHT THAT IS WHERE IT ALL ENDS!!”
Eli takes a deep breath after shouting down at the ground, his attention suddenly changes as he turns towards the camera to show his eyes which are a crimson red…
Eli: “You looked at us as a joke, and for a time for you this worked, but that ends tonight. There is no more joking going to happen, the hunt is on and we will take back that which is ours… and your blood will be on our hands and there is nothing you two can do about it. You want to play pope of emerge for your shits and giggles, get ready for a true religious experience at the hand of Tombstone. One that makes the crucifying of Christ look like a paper cut. One that’ll make eve the Pyramid look like a day at the beach. You’ve brought this upon yourselves, those EMERGE Championships are OURS! AND WE’RE TAKING EM BACK.”
Eli steps forward to be behind his sister Minerva, the three glaring at the camera one last time before all walking towards it.
BACKSTAGE
The camera finds itself inside the locker room of a man who is quickly finding it hard to go unnoticed here in this is EMERGE. Only earlier on he was interrupted by the enigmatic Minerva who wished to speak with him, until her brother Sawyer came in and ruined whatever she had in mind… Of course the young man she was speaking with was Christian Cannon who sits down on the bench with his hood over his head, his is deep in thought knowing all too well what is now at stake for him… Lost in his own mind, he continues to stare at the floor unflinching when the sound of the door to his locker room opens and closes…
The sound of shoes walking on the stone floor is what grabs his attention though, he looks up expecting the worse but when he does the weight of the world which sat on his shoulders seemed to disappear, he then stands and we see why…
Christian: “Dad?”
The camera pans to reveal Chris Cannon standing there with a smirk on his face, he just extends his arms and approaches his son and the two embrace with a hug.
Chris: “I’d ask why the long face, but I know that look all too well.”
Christian steps away and nods with a sigh…
Christian: “I don’t think I can do this… I mean, when I first signed, I didn’t imagine this was going be in my future so soon, but they’ve done this on purpose haven’t they?!”
Chris: “While true they put here because of who’s son you are, that doesn’t take away that your talent also got you here either. As I walked in you had the weight of the world on your shoulders and tonight you do have a hell of a challenge ahead of you in that Pyramid. But you’re a Cannon and whether you win tonight, or you don’t, you’re going to leave a mark on everyone, it depends on you just how BIG of a mark, that’s all.”
Christian sighs again and looks away…
Christian: “That doesn’t make it any easier though, I mean my relationship with Jennifer is already in tatters so now what? I was doing this FOR her you know? Maybe I made a mistake, shouldn’t have tried to be anything other than me and supported her from the get-go…”
Chris: “Forget about her tonight, this isn’t about Jennifer Helms, son. It’s about you and what you’re going to do now, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and that hell stands before you and the EMERGE Championship. You can be champion in your second match. No matter what others believe, you earned this. You WORKED for this moment with your time on the independents. Your TALENT is what brought you here to this moment, don’t you ever forget this. You are my son and people are going to use that as reason why you’re here, I did nothing to bring you here to Emerge, this is all you and I couldn’t be prouder.”
A slight smile appears on Christians face as he nods feeling a little more at ease…
Christian: “You really think that?”
Chris: “Of course I do, why wouldn’t I? Why do you think I’m here in Germany; I wasn’t going to miss tonight mate. Those people out there have no idea how blessed they are to have you on this roster. Regardless of how tonight goes down, I want you to stay safe okay? The last thing this company will need is you doing something reckless and getting yourself injured.”
Christian: “I won’t.”
Chris: “But that doesn’t change the fact that I want to see you kick all their arse either. You have the chance to make a statement tonight, Christian. One that tells the world that you’re here and you’re not going to go anywhere. Forget about your detractors, those pissants are jealous of you, never forget that. You go out there and learn from this experience no matter the result, that will serve you better than anything else and if you win?”
Christian: “If I win?”
Chris: “Then you’ve had done one thing better than me, and my pride will be through the roof… Good luck tonight.”
Christian: “Thanks dad… I’ll try my best.”
Chris: “All we ask mate.”