A camera fades into the backstage area as Shannon Middlebrooks, Shelby Holt and Ivory Sullivan are walking towards their dressing room. Shannon is currently holding the Underground Championship over her shoulder while the hardcore titles rest comfortably on Shelby and Ivory. Evelyn points at the camera as Shannon smirks.
Shannon: Ain't it funny how life throws curveballs. Kelli Torres, you don't deserve that combat championship but you did earn it. You beat me but I took a step up. I am now the new head bitch in this company. My girls and I will see that New Foundation is the group to beat.
Shelby smiles while placing her arm on Shannon's shoulder.
Shelby: You would think these idiots would learn a thing or two. We have said time and time again. The New Foundation are a unit. We aren't the Bad Boys. We work together to make sure everyone achieves the same amount. All three of us are successful and we are just getting started.
Ivory nods her head.
Ivory: Tonight, those old school jokes will find themselves in a world of hurt. We are the hardcore tag team champions and there isn't a team who can stop us. So bring all you got because it won't be enough.
All three ladies clank their belts together while continuing to head down the corridor.
Effie Bingham-Cross sits patiently in front of a vending machine that is full of hockey cards. Each one is individually wrapped and ready for purchase. Effie had seen a lot of things in vending machines, but sports cards was new. She thought it must be a Canadian thing.
Not two seconds later, a kid and his Dad appear, looking to see what the machine offers. Effie watches as they select a card and the father inserts a blue five dollar bill. Again a curious site since all American bills were green and looked similar.
They are about to walk away when Effie whistles and the father and son duo turn.
Effie: Hey kid, who did you pick?
The kid beams.
Kid: Wayne Gretzky, when he played for the oilers forever ago.
Effie: Before the expansion. Yup. I recall reading that. It turn you got a huge mall here too?
Kid: You bet, but Dad doesn't like busy places very much.
Effie catches the Dad's eyes and she instantly recognizes that hungry look of a single father who hasn't had any luck other than Regina Palmala.
Effie: Tell you what kid, how would you like an autographed rookie card of Gretzky?
The kid looks at his dad and then back to Effie
Dad: What's the catch?
Effie shakes her head.
Effie: No catch. I just want this little guy to do me one small favor. In a few minutes there is going to be this ridiculously handsome man coming but he's not been feeling good, so I want you to tell him that he is loved and give him a hug. Think you can do that? Your dad will be right here the whole time. I just think a cute kid like you will brighten his day.
The kid looks skeptical.
Dad: And he'll get that autographed card?
Effie reaches into her inside pocket to reveal the neatly mint rookie card, the signature scrawled over the front. The kid's jaw drops. So does the father's.
Effie: That's all I want.
The kid and the dad agree and go back to the card machine to browse. Not a minute later, St.John Cross, Roulette champion of SCW come around the corner. On his arm are draped a few t-shirts. He doesn't look overly happy. Effie catches the kid's eye and he runs up to Sin, throwing his arms around his waist.
Kid: You are loved.
The kid disengages, smiles at Sin before him and the Dad walk away. What sin doesn't see is the father gushing over the signed rookie card in his son's hand. Sin looks shell shocked at the encounter.
Dad: Well that was... interesting…
Effie: God works in mysterious ways.
The scene opens to a near-empty wrestling gym. The two occupants, one inside the ring, one seated outside, their leg in cast and propped up on a stool, don't appear to have noticed the camera in the doorway.
Faith: So how is it done again? I don't get internet in here.
The Dragon: Full-sprint, launch one-footed from the middle rope, 720 corkscrew flip to the outside. Easy moe.
Faith: I mean...I don't think…
The Dragon: Don't worry I've got this.
Seeing the opportunity, and a potential catastrophic failure, the cameraman begins to pan around. Mark "The Dragon" Cross bounces back on the ropes and sets off at full-tilt, his foot planting on the opposite middle rope. Surprisingly, he executes a clean corkscrew, but over-rotates and smacks awkwardly hip-first into the floor below.
Faith: So close!! I didn't think you'd commit to it that hard!
The Dragon: I keep it 100 all day...ow…
The camera continues to adjust as SCU Interviewer Dev Khatri appears in shot.
Dev: Hey guys! Dev here - I'm coming to you from the training facility of Sin City Underground's newest signing Mark "The Dragon" Cross ahead of his in-rung debut. How's your sesh?
Mark pushes himself up to a standing position, appearing in shot with a broad smile on his face.
The Dragon: Really good thank you Dev, just applying the finishing touches ready for my match. By the way, how much of that did you...oh, all of it? Yeah, I was just showing Faith something for her to work on when she's back from injury.
Dev: That's cool man! I mean even for Strong Style specialist you nearly had that nailed.
Faith: You guys should stick around after, I'm sure he'll get it next time...OW!
From off-camera, we hear a hand connecting with the back of a teenager's head.
Dev: So you make your debut against Jacob Johnson. He failed to make it to an NBA roster after college,while you were able to make the big stage in your chosen sport of football. Advantage you?
The Dragon: Not necessarily. Players making teams is a very situational thing after all, unless you're LeBron James anyway. I was a completely different Back to what the Raiders normally went for. That's why I got picked, they wanted the big shake-up. From what I hear Jacob had a fine college career in basketball, as well as being a skilled amateur wrestler. I'm not going to take him lightly because of a contract he did or didn't earn.
Dev: Do you prepare for every opponent the same way? It seems like you've done your research.
The Dragon: Sure, I watch back old matches, look for patterns, strengths and weaknesses, that kind of thing. I'll probably work on some specific scenarios in the gym, and I'll have a rough plan of how I want to approach every match.
Dev: Why rough? Don't subscribe to having Plans A through D?
The Dragon: This is why our sport is so great though...you come in with all your perfectly laid plans...And then some 300-point-plus guy goes and moonsaults off the turnbuckle to get the win. Which plan was that part going to be in? You can't account for everything out there.
Dev: Well.. I guess?
The Dragon: Look...there's a reason they called me the boring one back in Galveston. I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve, I've practiced them all hundreds, possibly thousands of times so there's no doubt I can execute them in a pressure situation. And then I work harder than anyone else in the gym so I can fight all night if I have to…
Faith: I get tired just watching him, guy's a machine. Worst thing is, I think he kind of enjoys it…
Dev: The boring one? So no trash talk?
The Dragon: Well...never say never...but for the first few matches I might just let my wrestling do the talking and go from there.
Dev: Cool! So speaking of...can we stick around to see you try that corkscrew thing again?
The Dragon: Nope, that's a work in progress for the next Blaze of Glory. If I get a match, you'll be able to see it there.
Dev: Oh sure...wait that's not until…
The Dragon: Goodbye Dev. Thanks for coming all the way out here to talk to me guys, appreciate it.
Dev: Well I guess that's all! This is Big D, with Mark "The Dragon" Cross, we've gotta get to Canada!!
Complete SCU 2019 Home away from Home II Tour
MTS Centre. Winnipeg Manitoba, Canada
Teufaiva Sports Arena. Nuki Alofa, Tonga
Brisbane Entertainment Centre. Boondall, Queensland, Australia
Shenzhen Bay Sports Centre. Shenzhen Shi, Guangdong Sheng, China
April 28th Sunday night
Supershow go home show for London Brawling II
Tokyo Dome, Tokyo, Japan
May 5th SCW’s London Brawling II
The SSE Arena, Wembley, London, England
St Lawrence Ground. Canterbury, England
Elland Road. Leeds, England
Estadio Romano. Merida, Spain
Halle Georges Carpentier. Paris, France
Roberto Clemente Coliseum. San Juan, Puerto Rico
Estadio Mary Teran de Weiss. Buenos Aires, Argentina
VS Referee:[font color=red]Singles Match
Mark Cross vs Jacob Johnson[/color]Liam: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Iiiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first, making his debut, from Canterbury, England, standing at 6’1” and weighing in at 225lb, he is… Mark “The Dragon” Crossssssssssssssss!!!
The arena lights dim as the bassline to "Never Again" begins to rumble around the arena. As the guitar riff hits, so does the lights, revealing Mark "The Dragon" Cross standing, one fist aloft, at the top of the aisle. Receiving recognition from the crowd, he strides purposefully to ringside, taking a moment to survey the scene as he reaches the apron.
“Take Me Out” starts to play around the arena.
So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die
I know I won't be leaving here with youLiam:: Coming down to the ring. Weighing in at 200ibs, from San Diego, CA Jacob Johnson!!!!
I say don't you know
You say you don't know
I say, take me out!
I say you don't show
Don't move, tide is low
I say, take me out!
I say you don't know
You say you don't know
I say, take me out!
If I move this could die
Eyes move this can die
I want you to take me out
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you
Jacob hopes over the top rope hold one hand up in the air to the crowds mixed reaction. He keeps that hand up while he makes his way to the corner. He climbs the turnbuckle as he looks on at the live crowd.
Ding! Ding! Ding!Nora: We are upon the debut of Mark “The Dragon” Cross now, and the crowd is very excited as they start a “Dragon” chant. Crowd:
Dragon! Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!Chad: Former NFL Oakland Raiders star gets the crowd going as he walks back and forth, getting the crowd riled up even more. Jacob Johnson doesn’t feel like waiting around, and he catches Mark from behind, boxing him in the kidneys. Nora: Mark falls to one knee and Jacob begins pounding him down to the mat. Jacob has been on a losing streak, and he’s looking to turn that around on a star who has been hyped up on social media for weeks now. What better way to make a statement. Chad: Jacob plants a foot to the back of Cross’ head, sending him down to the mat. He begins stomping relentlessly. He’s thirstier than me that one time I got drunk in a club with a lot of dudes, and they showed me the hole of mystery in the bathroom. Changed my life. Nora: Ohhhhhkay? Moving on… Jacob rolls Mark over onto his back and jumps up, dropping his knees across the face of the newcomer. He then goes for the Lateral Press, making the cover.
Kickout!Chad: Cross gets his shoulders up with plenty of time to spare. Jacob is quick to go back on the attack, standing up and bringing Cross with him as he goes. Snap Suplex to Cross, bridging into a pin.
Kickout!Nora: That was a closer call this time around, but the newcomer is really showing some resilience. Jacob is getting aggravated as he gets back to his feet. He drags Cross up to his feet and then he bounces off of the ropes, looking for a Dropkick. Chad: Oh, but Cross side steps Jacob’s feet and snaps back, taking Jacob down with a German Suplex, bridging into a pin attempt of his own.
Kickout!Nora: Jacob bucks out of that pin almost effortlessly. He rolls behind Cross, trying to take him over with a Belly-to-Back Suplex. Cross stops and rolls behind Jacob, clubbing him across the back before lifting him up for an Atomic Drop. Chad: But Jacob flips over Cross and Cross turns around just in time to get a boot to the gut. Jacob wraps his arms around Cross’s neck, looking for a DDT, but Cross shoves Jacob away. Jacob rushes at Cross, and Cross kicks his midsection. Nora: Cross shoves Jacob’s head between his legs. He lifts Jacob up into a Powerbomb, but Jacob punches Cross in the face, causing him to drop Jacob. Jacob bounces off of the ropes, looking for a Clothesline, but Cross ducks under it. Crowd:
Yeaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!Chad: Jacob turns around and gets booted in the gut. He drops down to one knee and Cross charges at him with a Shining Wizard! Cross gets the crowd behind him as he motions for Jacob to get up. Nora: Jacob slowly rolls around on the ground, holding onto his head. He pulls himself up on the ropes. He stumbles back to his knees and Cross gets a smirk on his face. He hooks his arms one by one under Jacob’s arms. He’s going for Ketteiteki Desaki AKA "Erm...that move he does!" (Tiger Driver '91)! Chad: YES! He connects! He drops down on top of Jacob and hooks the legs!
Ding! Ding! Ding!Liam: Here is your winner… Mark “The Dragon” Croooooossssssssssssssss!!!
Cross stands up as “Never Again” by Nickelback plays over the speakers. The crowd cheers him on as Referee Dylan Roberts raises his arm up. He stumbles a bit before really getting into it. He celebrates his win with the fans as the camera switches elsewhere in the arena.
The camera worms it's way through the backstage area until they rest their eyes upon Celeste North. A wind seems to follow her as she moves her way through the backstage area on a mission. There is a stoic, demure look upon her face as she smooths out her black flowing dress. She stops in front of a door and the wind blows through her dress. She doesn't hesitate a second longer as she knocks upon the door.Tad: Come in!
Tad;s voice is angry and almost shrill, which deepens the redness to Celeste’s cheeks as she pushes the door open. She stands in the doorway, glaring at Tad, who looks almost confused by this.Tad: Can I… help you? Celeste: I sincerely doubt it, because apparently you can’t even help yourself. Tad: Oh? And what the hell is that supposed to mean? Celeste: It means that you couldn’t keep that nice guy mask on long enough, and you’re a pretty boring bad guy. You traded in the suit and tie for a tuxedo t-shirt. You traded in your common sense for the other half of Angel Kash’s brain.
Tad rolls his eyes and clasps his hands in front of him on his desk.Tad: Can we hurry this up? Got an audience member on Grindr that’s wanting to meet up, and we were just getting to trading the good stuff… Celeste: Oh, don’t let me stop you from getting d**k pics, Mr. Ezra.
A dinging sound comes over Tad’s phone and he shrugs his shoulders.Tad: You are not…
Tad stares at his phone and his eyes light up. He bites at his bottom lip as he turns his phone at different angles. Finally, Celeste grabs the phone and goes to put it away when she accidentally catches a glance. She then begins turning it to different angles before shaking her head and tucking the phone in the chair next to her.Celeste: I have decided that I needed to come to you due to some very unfair treatment of me and my ladies. Tad: Unfair? How so? Celeste: Wait, is that a serious question? Because, the answer is pretty damned obvious, Tad. Any member of The Coven could have been in the Underground Championship Match at Blaze of Glory. Queen of Apathy? She earned a one on one match against Angel Kash at Inception, which she did not get. Then, she gets cheated out of getting a one on one match against Angel Kash last week when Nobility came out and stopped her from getting back inside of the ring. And, as much as you claim to hate Angel Kash, you did nothing to make good with things for Sadie.
Tad listens and nods his head. Once Celeste stops talking, Tad wipes his eyes and sighs.Tad: Them’s the breaks, kiddo. What else can I say? Kash and her goons have made a name for themselves by screwing people over. Le Coven should have kept their noses out of Nobility’s business. You can thank Jenifer for that one. Celeste: Speaking of Jenifer LaCroix… she is getting faulted for defending herself? For defending me when I was getting attacked literally every time I turned around by those prissy little rich bitches? No, somebody needed to stand up to Nobility while we waited for your balls to drop. Jenifer should have been given an opportunity to go after the Underground Championship, or… or at the very least, the Combat Championship. But instead, you give the shot to someone who never, ever even had a match in SCU? What kind of shit is that? Tad: Celeste, that’s business. Shock is the name of the game, and that’s exactly what Donna and I did. Celeste: While ignoring the talent who has been here for a long time, getting beat down and pushed down like a bunch of… Nobodies! Kelli is undefeated in one match. Jenifer is undefeated in over a dozen matches!
Tad smirks as he nods his head.Tad: Do you know who else is undefeated in closer to two dozen matches, and has been here since the beginning, who you have yet to name? Celeste: Who? Tad: You! And do you realize that you are the most deserving of the opportunity? More so than the rest of the roster, and possibly the only woman never to get a title shot. But, you are so selfless, and that’s quite honestly very boring. I could see just about anyone else here holding the Underground Championship, except for you, because you lack guts. So, if you’re asking me to make things right for Le Coven, then I suggest that you go back to the boiler room and stare into your cauldron with your “sisters” and try to ask Gaia for what you can do to make yourself a better leader, and find that thing that I used to see in you when you first signed your contract with me. It’s been so nice seeing you, Celeste.
Tad takes his phone back from the chair and begins tapping away at it as Celeste stares at Tad with a look of shock and disgust. She takes a deep breath and breathes out the negativity. She lifts her dress up from the floor as she rises to her feet. She folds her arms in front of her as she bows to Tad.Celeste: Blessed be, brother…
Her smile fades from her face as she leans over the desk and slaps the taste out of Tad’s mouth. Her nostrils flare up as she glares at him. Tad touches at his cheek before smiling.Tad: That’s definitely a great start. Now get the hell out of here.
Celeste shoves over the chairs in front of Tad’s desk, picking one up and shouting as she throws it at the wall, leaving a big dent in it. She turns on her heels and walks away. Tad shakes his head as he looks back down to his phone.
Vs Referee:[font color=red]Singles Match
Effie Bingham vs Jennifer Williams[/color]Liam: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiintroducing first, from Kyle Canyon, NV standing at 5’3” and weighing in at 115lb, she is… Effie Binghaaaaaaaaaaaam!!!
Effie appears at the top of the ramp as the base begins and walks down immediately, not even stopping when flipping off the occasional fan. She gets to the apron and pulls herself up. She puts her back to the ropes before winking and flipping herself backwards over the top rope, landing on her feet on the other side. With a evil grin she backs up into a corner, leaning and waiting.Liam: Aaaaaaaaaaaand her opponent, from Bronx, NY standing at 5’7” and weighing in at 127lb, she is… Jennifer Williams!!!
Jenny From The Block by J Lo begins to blast all over the speakers. As it does Jennifer Williams makes her way to the ring. She doesn’t sprint, doesn’t yell. She doesn’t do anything but make her way to the ring. She finally claps the hands of some of the fans that have their hands stretched out. She slides into the ring and quickly kips up to her feet. She throws her hoodie to the side and waits patiently for the match to start.
Ding! Ding! Ding!Arnaud: Effie charges right at Jennifer, who is pandering to the fans. Effie begins pummeling Jennifer into the corner. Gena: She’s f**kin’ her up real good right now. Effie is a tough bitch, and she’s really showing that now as she spins Jennifer around and slaps her across the face before laying boot to her. Arnaud: That’s one way of saying it. Effie gets Jennifer down to a seated position and then she presses her boot to the side of Jennifer’s head. Jennifer screams out in pain as she tries to get out of the corner. Referee Constance Salazar begins her count.
4!Gena: Effie lets go of the hold before the referee can even get onto her. She steps away, holding her hands up and nodding her head. Jennifer gets up to her feet and takes a deep breath as she shoots Effie a death glare. Arnaud: And Effie charges right back at her, stomping away at her midsection, getting the crowd to give off a mixed reaction. Whether it is love or hate, it is strong! Gena: Blondes do it better, Arnie. Effie has been on a tear since she got to SCU, and she’s not going to let Jennifer Williams get in the way of maintaining her streak. Arnaud: As Jenny from the block falls to a seated position, Effie backs up and then charges forward with a knee to the head! Sandwiched between the turnbuckle and full on knee. Gena: She pulls Jenny from the corner and falls back, hooking the legs.
Kickout!Arnaud: Jennifer kicks out of that with force. She is first to get to her feet as she pulls Effie up into a Bulldog position. Effie shoves her off, and into the ropes. Jenny ducks under a Clothesline attempt. Gena: Effie turns around just in time to get kicked in the f**king face! Ouch, that’s gotta hurt. Jenny finally hits that Bulldog she was looking for earlier, and she drops down for the pin.
Kickout!Arnaud: Not even close. Effie gets out from under Jennifer, and before she knows it, Effie’s behind her, bringing her down with a classic Neckbreaker. Gena: She gets back to her feet, bringing Jenny over with a Twisty Side Headlock thingy… I’m still getting used to the names of shit. Don’t look at me like that, Arnie. Arnaud: You call it the way you call it, and I’ll call it the way I call it. That’s why you guys asked us back to the fold for this show. Oh, Effie keeps the Headlock applied as she might be looking to force Jennifer to tap out. Gena: She’s trying to make a statement of who the top bitch is around here, and it sure as shit isn’t Jennifer Williams. At this point, Effie could be making a beeline for Shannon Middlebrooks, and if I were Shannon, I’d be looking out for her. Arnaud: Jennifer gets up to her knees, but Effie isn’t letting this one go. She continues wrenching the neck as Referee Constance Salazar checks in on her. Jennifer shakes her head, but Effie applies the pressure. Gena: Effie’s not going anywhere. I’m calling it. Bitch is gonna pass out any second now and Effie’s gonna win by TKO or whatever the hell it is. Arnaud: Jennifer gets up to her feet, but the lights in her eyes are turning off. She’s fading quick, but she’s fighting. Her arms flail around as she tries to claw at Effie’s face, but Effie tucks her head. Gena: Jennifer begins jamming her elbow into Effie’s side, and Effie loosens the grip. Jennifer repeats it, and then gets completely out of Effie’s grip. She bounces off of the ropes, hitting a Shoulderbutt to Effie, sending her back a few steps. Arnaud: The crowd cheers for Jennifer, and she bounces off of the ropes as she catches her breath. She barrels toward Effie with another Shoulderbutt, but Effie kicks her in the gut. Effie hooks the leg and… Just Electrifying’ (Fisherman’s Suplex)!!! Bridging in for the pin!
Ding! Ding! Ding!Liam: Here is your winner… Effie Bingham!!!
Effie stands up over Jennifer as “Misery Business” begins playing. She raises her arms as Constance comes over and assists in raising her arm. Effie steps over Jennifer, glaring down before a bit of a smirk comes over her face as she walks out of the ring and toward the back.
Effie appears from the curtains looking sweaty and tired. She flashes the camera guy a smile.Effie: There was never any doubt I would win. It seems that I am on something of a streak in my singles career. And I got this chick with a suplex. I don't get to use that move as often as I'd like. But what I have doubts about is why I was asked to join BFTP when Christian was all too happy to transfer my contract over to underground. But now they needed... no wanted me to be in this tournament. Maybe he thought it would be pay back for tormenting him to have me lose in the first round. Who knows, but I have every intention of working my way up and who knows, maybe my partner really will show that he's not made of lard and petroleum jelly.
She offers a shrug.Effie: But tonight, I went out there and took down a veteran to the ring, cleanly. With a move that women don't usually use. People may doubt I have the right stuff, but ask Jennifer if she feels the match was particularly unfair?
She laughs, starting to walk away before she stops and looks back. Effie: I think it's time for a change around here. I think that SCU is finally ready to see what happens when I actually want to win a title…
She taps her chin mockingly before giving the camera man a gun salute and walking away.
Camera looks at John Martinez Blade SCW Combat Championship over his shoulders when his Wife Chanelle Martinez steps inside of the picture with him while Dev Khatri stands besides John.Dev: Please Welcome your new SCW Combat Champion John Martinez Blade.
Fans Cheering for John.Crowd:
You deserve it, you deserve it you deserve it you deserve it you deserve it!Martinez-Blade:: Thanks for having me here Dev. Dev: A couple weeks ago at Blaze of Glory, you snuck right up behind Eric Weaver from outta nowhere and flipped him over the ropes and won the Combat Championship for the first time ever. And since you're the Combat Champion, who's your next target John? Martinez-Blade: That's a tough decision, Dev. Who knows when I am going to defend this title of mine for the first time on SCU I mean I just won it not too long ago when I beaten up Eric Weaver. and won his Combat Championship on Blaze of Glory PPV.
John is focusing on the satellite screen.Martinez-Blade: If Eric Weaver. wants his rematch at my Combat Champion then he knows exactly where to find me because I'm sure as hell not losing this Championship to a stuck up sore loser like Eric Weaver when I totally stole his freedom away at Blaze of Glory and if he does want this title back then all he has to do is fight me in a Last man Standing match on next week's Underground on SCU. Martinez-Blade: Hell I'll even do a better Idea lets see if I can start an Open Challenge to anyone tomorrow night for my Combat title with something easy to start with on Underground besides Eric Weaver. cause he will get his rematch next week in the Main event for my Combat Championship on Underground. Dev: Are you sure about that, Mr. Martinez-Blade? The Combat Championship only gets defended on special occasions… Martinez-Blade: Word Life Recognize!
Blade and Chanelle Martinez walks away from Dev Khatri when he continues talking.Dev: there you have it because starting next week John Martinez Blade. will do an Open Challenge against the guy who defeated him last month at Blaze of Glory for John's Combat Championship in a Last man standing match for his open Challenge on Underground. Or anyone who wants a shot.
Scene fades when John and Ms Martinez Blade heads straight towards the Nobility Locker Room..
Vector C. Rodgers and his sister Danni are preparing for their big title match. Gemma Frost walks into the picture as Vector stands up straight.Gemma: Guys, how prepared are you to take on the dominant trio known as New Foundation? Vector: We are extremely prepared to tussle with those three harlots. My sister and I are old school. We don't need to say what we are going to do. We will show it. We will let our actions speak louder.
Gemma gives a quick nod as she turns toward Daniela.Gemma: This must be a huge test. How excited are you for this match?
Daniela scoffs.Daniela: I'm not excited. I'm ready. Excited people make mistakes and I will not make a mistake this week. Those broads have no clue what awaits them tonight. Da Throwbacks are here to stay.
Vector and Danni fist bump each other before walking out of the shot.