Reino

As the commercials close, the screen fades to black. For a moment or two, there is only silence and darkness. Suddenly, a deep, rough voice can be heard, speaking in Spanish. His words are subtitled in bold, white text as he speaks.

Voice: Durante demasiado tiempo, hemos estado atrapados en la oscuridad.
Subtitle: For too long, we have been stuck in the dark.

Voice: Nuestras tradiciones, aunque magnífica, se han convertido en nuestra prisión.
Subtitle: Our traditions, although great, have become our prison.

Voice: Pero ahora ... Nos adentramos en la luz!
Subtitle: But now... We step into the light!

A pinhole of light appears in the centre of the screen, as New Beat by Mariachi El Bronx starts to play. As the intro progresses, the pinhole swells, until the entire screen is full of white light. After a second or two, the white starts to fade out, being replaced with the interior of the Coliseo Inmortal, the small arena pretty much full to capacity for HELL’s fourth show, with standing room only left to the back of the room. As the camera pans the crowd, the attendees roar, a Mexican wave kicking off, which the camera almost seems to ride like a surfboard. The camera comes to rest on the broadcast side of the ring, where the show’s commentary teams sit behind two separate tables. As the camera comes to rest on the primary commentary team, we cross fade to another camera, a static one, focused on the English Announce Team.

Winston Robinson: Hello, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and welcome to Reino! Live, from Tijuana! My name is Winston Robinson, and I’ll be here conducting commentary duties throughout all the action tonight, alongside my broadcast partner, Dave.

Dave: Right, and tonight is all about one thing. The Rey, or Reina, del HELL, this companies premium singles championship, will be appointed tonight.

Winston Robinson: That’s right! Tonight, in a sequence of Four Way Matches, we will see the field of 16 whittled down to four, and then to one!

Dave: And look at the layout of some of these matches! Four of our hardest hitters, in one ring. Four of the physically biggest luchadors in Mexico, in one ring, and more! And with a member of the Rodríguez family in every match, I’d be very surprised if the final wasn’t a family affair.

Winston Robinson: And coming out here, now, to head up proceedings… Señor Rodríguez!

Speak Softly Love (Instrumental) by Mariachi Nuevo Tecalitan starts to play over the PA system. As it plays, we cross to a camera focused on the entranceway, catching HELL’s Comisionado and majority owner, Diego Francisco Rodríguez Cortez, as he enters the arena. The fans cheer for the Lucha legend as he walks slowly to the ring, his impressive figure hidden behind a simple three-piece pinstripe suit. Behind him walks head official Benny Martinez, sporting a relatively simple golden championship belt over his shoulder. He waves to the crowd as he walks, before slowly climbing the ring steps, and entering the ring. Ring Announcer Esteban Palacios hands him a microphone, before reverently stepping back into the corner. Diego stands in the centre of the ring, Benny just behind him.

Diego Francisco Rodríguez Cortez: Hola amigos, y bienvenidos de nuevo! Estoy tan contenta de que muchos de ustedes nos han unido de nuevo para este evento especial!

Winston Robinson: Hello friends, and welcome back! I'm so glad so many of you have joined us again for this special event!

Dave: Can we not just subtitle all of this post broadcast? Do I have to sit through this every week?

Diego Francisco Rodríguez Cortez: Esta noche, mis amigos, que hacen la historia. Esta noche, se agolpan en el primer Rey, o Reina, del HELL!

Winston Robinson: Tonight, my friends, we make history. Tonight, we crowd the first Rey, or Reina, del HELL!

Diego Francisco Rodríguez Cortez: El más fuerte de esta empresa pronto entrar en este anillo, a darlo todo, y luchar por la gloria!

Winston Robinson: The strongest in this company will soon step into this ring, to give their all, and to fight… for glory!

Diego Francisco Rodríguez Cortez: Ahora, por favor, dar la bienvenida a nuestros primeros competidores!

Winston Robinson: Now, please, welcome our first competitors!

Benny helps Diego out of the ring, helping him to a throne like chair stationed next to the primary Announce table.

Winston Robinson: I’m beginning to grow fond of the throne.

Dave: Hey, numbnuts, eyes to the ring. Things are about to get real.


Esteban Palacios: Presentamos el primer …

As Not Today bursts out over the PA, Crash comes charging through the entranceway, to a barrage of cheers from the crowd. At the top of the ramp, he removes his t-shirt, throwing it into the crowd, before sprinting down to the ring at full speed. He leaps up to the apron in a single bound, before spinning on the ball of his foot, hooking one leg over the middle ring, before spreading his arms wide beckoning the crowd to chant for him. After headbanging to his theme on the apron a little, he finally steps into the ring between the top and middle ropes, spinning as he does, calling for the crowd to cheer him, before getting in place to get in his opponent's face.

Esteban Palacios: Desde Tijuana, Baja California, y un peso de 230 libras... CRASH DELGADO!

Crash steps up, spinning, his arms spread wide as the crowd cheer for him.

Esteban Palacios: Y su oponente...

As the haunting melody of “Immer Sie” by Ito Kanako begins and the lyrics ring out through the PA system, the faint sound of rain is also heard on the background as the lights fade and a sole spotlight focuses on the entrance as JUNKETSU makes her way out from the curtains and slowly marches down the ramp, ignoring the stretched hands, the crowd noises and all else in between, her focus solely on the ring while shadow boxing and nodding her head in the rhythm of the punches she’s throwing before rolling into the ring and climbing to the top turnbuckle, pulling off her hood to stare out at the crowd as they boo the extranjera before hopping off the turnbuckle, unzipping her vest and taking off the gas mask, handing those things to Carolina Lopez Herrera, the referee, before preparing herself for what is to come.

Esteban Palacios: Desde el Océano Pacífico, que pesa 140 libras... JUNKETSU! Y su oponente...

Control Machete's "Pesada" hits the speakers and El Cid strides onstage. He spreads his arms with a big smile on his face, then starts the walk to ringside, taking time to have fun with the fans. He slides under the ropes and runs to a corner, climbs the turnbuckles, and raises his arms. He heads to each other corner in a random order and repeats the gesture before dropping to the middle of the ring and psyching himself up for his match.

Esteban Palacios: Luchando fuera de Sacramento, Coahuila, y un peso de 235 libras... EL CID! Y, por último, su oponente…

The lights dim as DRAGONBORN begins to play and build up, Doktor Logan Adversary appears on the stage. He pump his fist in time with the opening shouts, getting far more into it than is needed. As the first shouts of "DOVAHKIN!" begin, the lights flash back on to reveal Dragón standing on the top of the stage. He begins to stride to the ring, Logan following while clearly shouting the lyrics and continuing to pump his fist. Dragon slides cleanly under the ropes and immediately mounts a turnbuckle. He faces the crowd for a moment before letting out a mighty roar.

Esteban Palacios: Desde el Laboratorio de GRAN CIENCIA, a 207 libras... DRAGÓN DIABÓLICO!

As Diego reclined in his throne, the bell was rung, and the four luchadors quickly got to work, as Dragón made a beeline for Crash, and JUNKETSU made Cid the next target of her mission. JUNKETSU and Cid start exchanging fire, her precise kicks easily matched blow for blow by Cid’s wild punches, as Dragón starts exchanging blows of his own with the crazed brawler Crash. Throughout the match, these pairings stayed pretty much constant, Dragón used his superior strength to put the brakes on Crash’s high impact style, whilst JUNKETSU and Cid seemed evenly matched. Dragón eventually got the upper hand on Crash, hitting a sequence of high impact moves, driving the air out of Crash, before hitting a Dragón Suplex and getting a close 2 count before the pin is broken up by both Cid and JUNKETSU.

Cid started brawling with Dragón, whilst JUNKETSU tried to take advantage of the beleaguered Crash, hitting a sequence of hard strikes to the dazed madman, whilst Cid and Dragón’s toughness prove more than a match for one another, Cid’s hard hitting style weathered by the brute strength of Dragón. After a furious exchange, with Dragón gaining massive advantage, Cid managed to catch a charging Dragón offguard with a massive Powerslam, killing his momentum dead. Before he could capitalise, he spotted JUNKETSU locking Crash in the Junketsu Mubyoshi. Seeing Delgado about to tap, Cid charged forward, knocking JUNKETSU off of him with a huge Running Stomp to her head, before collapsing into the ropes himself.

JUNKETSU came back from this more angry that ever, clearly frustrated at not being able to claim her scalp, taking the recovering Cid down with a Junketsu Senjin, and following up with a series of hard kicks on the mat. Meanwhile, Dragón had got back, and continued his assault on Crash. After hitting a trifecta of Dragón Suplexes, Dragón hit the Dragón’s Inferno! JUNKETSU felt the impact, and turned, ran to break up the pin… only for Cid to grab her boot, tripping her and having her fall short of the pair, just as Carolina counted the three count!


Dragón Diabólico is quickly to his feet, roaring in celebration as Doktor Adversary rushes in to help him celebrate. Crash is out, counting stars, as JUNKETSU is left there burning holes through Cid.

Dave: Now that was a wild brawl. Unfortunately for Crash, he was never really able to get going.

Winston Robinson: And JUNKETSU, whilst strong, was held up by El Cid! And what about that look at the end? I think we may be seeing the start of some heat between those two.

Dave: She wants to take out all of the tecnicos, Cid is a rough brawling tecnico who doesn’t take it from anyone. It’s a match made in heaven.

Winston Robinson: No time for that now, though, as we’ve got the ring cleared, and we’re straight into our second match! Hang on to your armrests, this one’s going to get LOUD.

Esteban Palacios: Presentamos el primer …

As Space Jam starts belting out over the PA system, El Gringo enters the arena, to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Ignoring them, he makes his way down to the ring, his head nodding in time to the music. As he gets to the ring, he pulls himself up to the apron, before taking hold of the top rope and vaulting into the ring. Spreading his arms wide, he turns slowly in the ring, basking in the boos of the crowd.

Esteban Palacios: Desde Santa Ana, California, y un peso de 230 libras... EL GRINGO!

He stands proudly in the centre of the ring, and spreads his arms wide.

Esteban Palacios: Y su oponente...

As Storm begins to play, the screen shows clips of Thunder's past victories, the opponents he has put down. This continues until the song begins proper at 0:43, at which point Thunder and Sanshiro step onto the stage. Thunder keeps his attention solely on the ring as they walk down, Sanshiro clapping as they do. Finally, Thunder slides into the ring and stares down his opponent until the bell rings.

Esteban Palacios: Desde el Ojo de la Tormenta, que pesa 234 libras... JUNKETSU! Y su oponente...

As the drum intro to Cucarachas Enojadas blasts over the PA system, Miedo appears in the entranceway, bathed in a dark green light. He stands there as the intro plays out, surveying the crowd, bathing in their boos and jeers. As the music picks up in the tempo, he heads straight for the ring, nodding his head in time to the music. As he reaches the apron, he speeds up, sliding in under the bottom rope, before springing back up to his feet with a roar. He gazes at the crowd all around him, before raising his left fist high in the air. He stays put in the middle of the ring, not retreating to his corner, waiting for the match to begin.

Esteban Palacios: Luchando fuera de Tijuana, Baja California, y un peso de 245 libras... MIEDO! Y, por último, su oponente…

As Django starts over the system, the crowd starts cheering his name. Slowly, he starts to enter the arena, ignoring the crowds cheering his name, eyes focussed on the ring, as he walks down, dragging behind him his signature coffin. As he reaches the ring, he makes his way around it, to his corner, and with great care, sets his coffin down. It is then he finally acknowledges the crowd, with a surly nod, before rolling into the ring under the bottom rope, and standing, with both his arms held high.

Esteban Palacios: Desde Nochistlán, Zacatecas, a 230 libras... DJANGO!

As the bell rang, Django, Thunder and Gringo gave each other a quick glance, before turning to take on Miedo. As they approached, however, Gringo suddenly turned, blindsiding Thunder with a Headbutt! Django, turning to see the source of the noise beside him, only for Miedo to suddenly burst forward, taking him down with a huge Clothesline. Not even pausing to catch his breath, he charged on, hitting Gringo with a Clothesline too! As Thunder staggered back off the rope, he got caught by a huge Spinebuster, planting him flat in the middle of the mat.

Miedo stood alone a moment, before turning his attention back to Django, lifting him up, and giving a display of brute strength as he hits some huge powerful slams, bringing him crashing into over and over again. Meanwhile, Thunder had stirred, bringing vigilante justice to Gringo for his earlier cowardly attack, taking him down after a huge sequence of attacks.

Gringo managed to break Thunder’s momentum, hitting a Gringo Lariat, not only on Thunder, but also to Miedo, knocking the giant threat out of the ring. He came back to Thunder, but Thunder returned the assault, hitting some big suplexes, followed by a Roaring Thunder. He pulled Gringo up, going for the Thunder Crack… only to get Speared by Miedo, out of his boots! Thunder down, Gringo was groggy, and the perfect target for Miedo and a Temiendo Este, quickly followed by a three count.


Dave: Many may think that a forgone conclusion, but the other guys gave Miedo a fight that not many others in this company could have.

Winston Robinson: We’ve got the crew out checking the stability of the ring. Hopefully we’ll be done by the end of the commercial break.


Winston Robinson: Next up, we have a three way Trios match, as the High Flying Heroes and Los Genios Malvados look to put the losses of Trios behind them. Add into the mix the always volatile pairing of the Fightin’ Flanagans, absent from Trios due to personal problems, teaming up with Paddy’s girlfriends, um, brother, for lack of better explanation, and we’re going to have a hell of a match.



Esteban Palacios: Presentación de primera, ya en el ring, con un peso combinado de 650 libras, Los Flanagans Lucha y Tsurugi Kanemoto!

The threesome raise their arms in acknowledgement.

Esteban Palacios: Y sus oponentes…

Suddenly, the sounds of wind and thunder starts playing over the PA system, as Dr. Loco and Dr. Malo come charging into the arena, pushing a sheet covered gurney. As the soundscape intensifies, Dr. Loco quickly removes some jumper cables from below the gurney, affixing them to two metal prongs sticking out of the base of the gurney. As he does so, Dr. Malo grabs a large knife switch attached to the side of the gurney, pulling it down with force. There's a shower of sparks, and all of the lights go out, as the music also cuts out. For a few moments, there's nothing, but the flashes of cameras and the light of cell phones.

Suddenly, a sound bite from Young Frankenstein bursts out from the PA System, as a strobing spotlight picks up the thing beneath the cover on the gurney sitting up.!


Suddenly the Dubstep beats of Laboratory Of Evil cuts in, as with a roar, the shape grabs the sheet, and tears it off of him, revealing El Monstruo de Los Genios Malvados! He swings his legs off of the trolley, and stands up, with a roar, barely muffled by his mask. He stands there a while, just roaring at the crowd, until Dr. Loco smacks him about the back, and when the monster turns to face him, he points to the ring, letting out a burst of instructions in Spanish. With a roar, El Monstruo turns and marches down to the ring, Los Genios Malvados following after him, laughing and pointing as they do.

El Monstruo, without breaking pace, leaps up to the apron, before stepping in over the top rope, marching to the middle of the ring, and roaring once more, before just standing there, waiting for the bell. Still cackling maniacally, Dr. Malo and Dr. Loco follow their colossal creation into the ring, under the bottom rope, slowly backing into their corner,

Esteban Palacios: Con un peso combinado de 642 libras, Los Genios Malvados! Y, por último, sus oponentes…

The sweeping theme of The Avengers plays over the PA system as El Héroe Azul leads out his teammates, White Phoenix and El Buho. The trio head down the aisle, playing to the fans a little bit as they reach the ring. Upon entering, each man takes to a turnbuckle, though El Héroe Azul receives the largest reaction of the three by far when he poses.

Esteban Palacios: Con un peso combinado de 637 libras, Los Héroes de Altos Vuelos!

The bell rings as we start off with Dr. Loco, White Phoenix & Fraser Flanagan. Or that was the idea, at least, until both Phoenix and Fraser immediately set into Loco together, with Fraser hitting Loco straight on the jaw to seemingly knock him out. On the apron this left Malo and El Monstruo extremely angry, but unable to do anything until his body was in tagging range or knocked out of the ring. And thus Phoenix and Fraser turn their focus onto each other. The two begin to trade shots, the untrained but hard hits of Fraser contrasting with the well-trained, well-placed shots of Phoenix. But Phoenix has something Fraser doesn’t: a brain, and he uses it as he suddenly surprises Fraser by not punching him but instead hopping up and driving his knee under Fraser’s jaw. This stuns the big Irishman long enough for Phoenix to wrap arms around him and snappily suplex him to the mat. He immediately slides out of the ring, allowing El Buho to enter the ring. The experienced owl-themed journeyman then puts Fraser in the place he hates the second most, behind being sober. Being on the mat, unable to move, as a weird owl man twists his body around repeatedly. Luckily Fraser happened to have one thing El Buho hates. Being elbowed straight on the nose by an angry Irishman. Buho dropped off of him and rolled off, and Fraser was right to his feet, going straight for him, only to get tripped by the crafty Buho, sending him spilling over the ropes! With him out of the ring, Tsurugi stepped in and proved to be an annoyance for El Buho. Buho couldn’t manage a grip on him that he could keep, Tsurugi constantly flicking around him when he attempted things, and getting hit for it. It reached it’s worst when Tsurugi managed to reverse into the Silver Chariot, getting a two count. At that point Buho scrambled to his corner and tagged in El Heroe Azul! He came in to face Tsurugi and quickly took control, spilling the younger man over the top ropes without much effort. As this happens, Doctor Loco has gotten to his feet, and is making his way to his corner, ready to tag in Monstruo!

But Azul sees it and takes a run, leaping up and slamming his body into the back of Loco, making him fall forward and his head connects with Malo’s! The referee gestures, indicating that the impromptu counts as a tag! Malo, angry, enters the ring far too quick for Monstruo to tag himself in, and sets in on Azul. nailing him with a few chops before jumping and nailing a high knee that rocks Azul. A quick armdrag takes Azul down but, before he can capitalize, Malo has a boot driven into the back of his skull from Paddy! This takes Malo down and Paddy quickly goes for a cover, though it’s only a 1 count before Azul shoves him off of Malo, quickly mounting him and throwing down a few blows to try and soften him up to lock in the Azul Oscuro. But ironically he’s soon in a sleeper of his own as Malo leaps onto his back and latches on! This makes Azul roll off of Paddy in an attempt to crush Malo, but Malo is a resilient one, and keeps it latched on. Until Paddy kicks him in the skull. This blow makes him let go, and Azul rolls off. But Paddy is fast, hitting the ropes and coming back with a baseball slide into Azul’s head! This seemed to stun him, and Paddy came up full of fire ready to take advantage. But that never happened. Because a very bad thing happened.

Because Malo’s body was hit by the slide as well, and rolled him out of the ring.

And Monstruo immediately entered the ring.

Monstruo first hit Paddy with a clothesline that sent him head over heels to the floor, before grabbing Azul by the throat. He lifted him straight up from the floor into the air before chokeslamming him down onto Paddy’s body! The other members of both teams enter now, trying to swarm him. White Phoenix takes a chop to the skull. El Buho is headbutted. Tsurugi takes a punch to the chest that takes his breath away. Fraser has a giant foot driven into his stomach. This left all of his opposition down. And Monstruo was happy. He grabbed bodies and began to toss them over the ropes carelessly, while Malo and Loco noted how they ragdolled. As he tossed people, he did not notice Tsurugi had rolled out of the ring. But the romantic hunter did not get a chance to take advantage of this as Monstruo grabbed the last body in the ring, Paddy’s. He lifted the irishman up and, despite the referee once again trying to step in, turned to throw him over the top ropes, managing to nail the referee in the head with one of Paddy’s feet as he did. And then he threw Paddy headfirst to the outside. Or, would have, at least, if Tsurugi did not come running to catch him. He managed to catch the booze fan and keep him from landing straight on his skull, but this also threw him back, causing his head to rebound off of the railing and knock him out.

Winston Robinson: Good lord.

Dave: Shouldn’t have let the thing get in there.

Winston Robinson: Well they did and...that’s the result. I have no idea what’s going to happen now.

Dave: It’s obvious. They’ll wheel one of the poor bastards back in so Monstruo can pin them once the ref’s up.

Winston Robinson: Scary.

Dave: Monstruo is. And I’d be worried if I was the Ree-

The commentary, and the early celebrating from Malo and Loco, is interrupted by the sound of “Dragonborn” by Jeremy Soule begins to play. The two mad scientists’ body language immediately changes to one of annoyance as Doktor Logan Adversary appears on stage, flocked by his amazing creation, DRAGON SATAN (Dragon Diabolico if you speak espanol!) with a microphone in hand. The singular mad scientist looks at the duo of mad scientists in the ring and their monster, and the destruction he caused.

Doktor Logan Adversary: Impressive, impressive! NotasimpressiveasDRAGONSATANofcourse but impressive! I have to admit, Genios, you both created something not bad! Monstruo, though flawed, very flawed, is an impressive bit of work!

The two mad scientists nod in agreement, seemingly pleased to hear their rival complimenting their creation.

Doktor Logan Adversary: I mean, you two together might just be as good at SCIENCE as one Adversary.

The two continue to nod, clapping now, thinking that their rival’s conceding defeat finally. Behind him, Dragon Diabolico shifts on his feet unhappily watching this.

Doktor Logan Adversary: But that does make a problem for you guys.

The two look at each other and then back at Logan with confusion very evident. Logan just grins.

Doktor Logan Adversary: That means you’d be nothing against two of us, right?

Dave: ...two?

Winston Robinson: Of us?

Dave: Oh Christ.

On cue another man steps onto the stage. He doesn’t look much like Logan, really, being far younger and with blonde hair, but the two embrace like brothers before Logan begins to speak again.

Doktor Logan Adversary: Introducing to you, inferior practitioners of science, Doktor Viktor Adversary!!

The two scientists have gone back to clear anger now, both at being insulted and at no longer being the only duo of mad scientists in HELL. Viktor gives a sarcastic wave to the two before holding up a microphone.

Doktor Viktor Adversary: And now allow ME to introduce to you the finest example of SCIENCE your pathetic monkey brains will have ever seen! The combination of the IMMENSE talents of myself and my brother! Introducing the greatest combination of SCIENCE this world has ever seen...GILL SABURO!

The two brothers immediately look to their side, to the entranceway, as do Malo and Loco. But no one appears from there.

But as they’re distracted, a figure hops the railing and jumps onto the apron. He shouts out something at the three, causing them all to turn just as he hops onto the ropes and leaps off, catching Monstruo in a front facelock, spinning himself around in a full circle kicking both Malo and Loco right in the skulls, before throwing his weight down so hard he spikes Monstruo’s skull into the mat!

This alleged creation of the two, Gill, springs to his feet and is clearly very happy with himself, grinning ear to ear at the applauding crowd, a grin that makes his face look a little...artificial. He reaches down and shakes the referee’s shoulder, patting him on the head before rolling out of the ring. On the outside some of the others have begun to get to their feet, namely Fraser and Azul. Fraser begins to make his move, only for a weak El Buho and White Phoenix to grab hold of both of Fraser’s legs, taking the big Irishman back down, as both yell for Azul to hurry. Azul slides back in under the ropes and drape his body over that of Loco’s, the referee managing to come enough to to notice that and count the 1...2...3!



Winston Robinson: From the jaws of defeat, victory is snatched!

Dave: If that’s the way you want to flower it up. That was a hell of a thing to see. Los Genios had that one, until their old friend Logan showed up.

Winston Robinson: That’s the how, but what’s more important than that is the aftermath. The High Flying Heroes are going to fight for the Legión del HELL championship! And the crowd is loving it!

Dave: They have a lot of love for all three of those guys, so they’re damned happy.

In the ring the three Heroes take a moment to share a hug before raising each others’ hands, the crowd continuing to go wild for them. Meanwhile, Los Genios stir, both of them sitting up and immediately looking up at the top of the ramp, where Gill Saburo has joined Logan, Viktor, and Dragon. And even though they both wear masks, it is clear to see the hate on Malo and Loco’s faces.

Dave: That one’s only going to get worse from here.

Winston Robinson: So, so true. But we have something else to worry about first. Another match in the Rey/Reina del HELL tournament! It’s El Hijo del Espiritu Santo taking on Maria, taking on Romero Antiguas, taking on Rosa Rodriguez! It’s big, it’s chaotic, and it’s next.


Esteban Palacios: Presentamos el primer, ya en el ring… desde San Antonio, Texas, y un peso de 229 libras ... ROMERO ANTIGUAS!!

Romero steps up, striking a pose, flaunting off his sculpted physique to the ladies present.

Esteban Palacios: Y su oponente...

The lights in the arena drop to a low level, as smoke starts to fill the entranceway.


With that, Maria bursts into the arena, to a rally of applause from the crowd. She continues down to the ring, slapping hands with the crowd as she goes, before rolling in under the bottom rope as she reaches the apron. In the ring, she addresses the referee, bowing quickly out of respect, before making her way to her corner, where she removes her Jiu-Jitsu gi jacket, and waits for her match.

Esteban Palacios: Desde Porto Alegre, Rio Grande do Sul, que pesa 134 libras... MARIA! Y su oponente...

As Holy begins to play, smoke floods into the entranceway, as the lights simultaneously begin to dim. As the drum beat starts, El Hijo del Espíritu Santo strolls out through the smoke, tendrils of it clutching to his heels as he walks. The crowd bursts to life as he slowly strolls to the ring, waving at them as he goes. His pace constant, he speeds up as he approaches the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. As he rises, he spreads his arms wide as he basks in the cheers of the crowd. He walks to his corner, and climbs the turnbuckles, spreading his arms wide as he reaches the top.

Esteban Palacios: Luchando fuera de Tijuana, Baja Califonira, y un peso de 163 libras... EL HIJO DE ESPÍRITU SANTO! Y, por último, su oponente…

As La Tortura begins playing through the PA, Rosa enters the arena, dancing to the tune, laughing as she is booed by the crowd. She continues to dance down to the ring, laughing all the while, before climbing the ring steps, and entering the ring between the top and middle ropes, giving a little shake of her ass as she does so. She slowly walks to the centre of the ring, and gives a sexy dance, before blowing off the audience, and retreating to her corner.

Esteban Palacios: Desde Tijuana, Baja California, a 120 libras... ROSA RODRÍGUEZ!

From the bell ring, Romero was keen to get in the face of Rosa, shouting at her, obviously still angered from her snubbing him during their match at Dorado, before shoving her hard, and looking to follow up with an attack. It wasn’t to be, however, as in a rare show of familial unity, El Hijo quickly cut off the attack, taking down the larger Romero with a Spinning Heel Kick! Rosa was shocked a little by her brother standing up for her, only to be blindsided by a hard kick from Maria, Rosa barely able to get a guard up in time.

From there, the assault continued on. Maria and Rosa quickly got to the outside, Rose indignant that someone as… lowly as Maria had dared to lay hands on her, but the Brazillian MMA star refused to be cowed. Their brawl was harsh, and bloody, Rosa quickly realising the decision to take the action out of the ring might have been a mistake. In the ring, things went even worse for Romero. El Hijo battled like a man possessed, whether he was standing up for his sister, or if the promise of being Rey meant that much to him, Romero was unable to get any real offense in. Any time he managed to break El Hijo’s flow, or land a lucky move, El Hijo managed to get straight back on the attack.

Two more key moments occurred in the match. Halfway up the ramp, Rosa managed to claw the eyes of Maria, leaving her assailant blind. Whilst Maria cried in pain, Rosa took a moment to mock her. A moment that was obviously a mistake, as Maria channelled her inner Daredevil, hitting a huge Chute Furacão blind to the side of Rosa’s head, seemingly sparking her out. Whilst that occurred, and Maria subsequently massaging her eyes, El Hijo managed to take Romero hard to the mat with an Espíritu Bomba, quickly locking on the Espíritu Giro, leaving Romero no option but to tap in the middle of the ring!


Dave: El Hijo dominant there. Clearly, having to miss Trios after the beating he received from his brother at Dorado has clearly focused him. And now, with both him and Miedo having won their entry matches, we’re on course to see a rematch, with added Dragon!

Winston Robinson: It’s certainly looking to be a great final, and we’ve still got one more match to go!

Dave: We’ve more commercials now, but when we get back, we’ve got the final entry match for the Rey or Reina del HELL championship match, and then a break from the tournament as we switch to Parejas action, as the ever flamboyant team of El Macaw and Bradley Chadwick take on The Brothers Reed, Aries and Cassius, for the Légion del HELL Championship! A reminder to our viewers at home, that the Légion championship isn’t just a trios championship, and can be fought for with any numbers of two or more. See you after these messages… ironically enough, from LAZERADE! Mexico.


Dave: And we’re back.

Winston Robinson: Hello fans, whether you’ve been with us since our opening match, or with us since now, we hope you’re ready for great action, as we get into our torneo opener.

Dave: This one’s looking great. If for no reason than it features talent from EXODUS, in the form of Mistress Vivi.


Esteban Palacios: Presentamos el primer …

...this is what you get.

This is what you want...

...this is what you get.

As Public Image Ltd's "The Order Of Death" creeps over the speakers, the arena darkens dramatically. The black form of La Sombra Oscura skulks out and begins his slow walk to the ring. Ignoring the fans completely, he climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes, and calmly takes his corner while he waits for the bell, displaying no emotion but patience.

Esteban Palacios: Desde la Cuarta Generación, y un peso de 215 libras... LA SOMBRA OSCURA! Y su oponente...

As the disco beat starts for Guerra de la Galaxias begins, smoke starts to flood the entranceway. As the horns begin to sound, out from the smoke steps Reina Galáctica, lasers shooting out from the floor behind her, cutting through the smoke. As the music continues, she starts to run down the ramp, clapping her hands above her head, and encouraging the audience to do the same. She quickly climbs up the ring steps, and straight up the ring post, until she is stood at the top of it, pumping her fist to the music as the crowd continues to clap. With a flourish, she somersaults off the turnbuckle, landing with her arms spread in a Y shape above her head.

Esteban Palacios: Desde Tijuana, Baja California, que pesa 130 libras... REINA GALÁCTICA! Y su oponente...

The lights start to flash and strobe around the arena as the good time vibe and sounds of "Don't Stop the Party" by Pitbull begins to play! Suddenly, bursting out from the back comes everyone's favorite heartbreaker, El Romeo. Nodding his head and strutting his way down the aisle toward the ring, he occasionally cocks a finger pistol in the direction of a sexy lady in the arena. Accompanied by a few beautiful women in bikinis (that he has more than likely paid to accompany him), El Romeo dances his way to the ring before hopping up and flipping into the ring to drop to a knee and impress the ladies!

Esteban Palacios: Luchando fuera de Calexico, California, y un peso de 217 libras... EL ROMEO! Y, por último, su oponente…



The lights in the arena dim and smoke fills the entrance as the first lines of Godsmack's "Voodoo" begin playing. A tall silhouette appears in the smoke and out steps Simon Raines with a microphone in his hand and a collar around his neck. He turns to watch as Mistress Vivi saunters down the ramp, hips swaying in time to the beat. The crowd boos them both, but Mistress Vivi keeps her eyes on her target.



As they reach the ring, Simon steps up to the apron and holds the ropes so that Mistress Vivi can enter the squared circle. She gives him a kiss and stands in the center of the ring, hands on her hips, surveying the crowd with a grin.

Simon Raines: Ladies and gentlemen, it is my privilege and my pleasure to introduce to you the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans, the High Priestess of Baron Samedi, the Monster of the French Quarter... my one and only... Mistress Vivi!

She hands him her top hat and riding crop and he bows his head, waiting for her blessing before exiting the ring. As he departs, she goes to her corner and waits, staring down her opponents.

As the bell rang, nobody was quite ready to make a move. Nobody other than Romeo, who immediately started to make a move on Reina. When it became clear his… advances… were having no luck, he seamlessly moved onto Vivi, only to be similarly rebuffed. Undeterred, he turned, only to have La Sombra strike with a Sombra Diablo’s Kiss, taking him straight off his feet. Vivi and Reina quickly got to work on the fallen Sombra, before Vivi slapped Reina.

That’s right. The Voodoo Queen of Exodus slapped the Galactic Queen of HELL. And it went about as well as you think it might, as Reina launched herself at Vivi full pelt, tackling her to the deck and hitting hard lefts and rights. Whilst Vivi managed to roll Reina over, and started getting in blows of her own, La Sombra got back to his feet, and started making Romeo see double. Actually, more like see himself, as La Sombra started to perfectly emulate every basic move in Romeo’s arsenal, including his trademark flexes for the ladies. Vivi managed to gets Reina upright, but the two proved evenly matched, each perfectly countering every piece of offence the other put forward.

It didn’t take long for the ladies to move to the outside, trying to use the environment to finally gain an edge on the other. In the ring, Romeo managed to actually get some offence in on La Sombra, only for an attempt at a Slow Jam to get dodged with every swing by La Sombra… only for El Emulador to come back with a Sombra Slow Jam, seemingly sparking Romeo out with the big Backflip Kick. On his feet, he saw Vivi and Reina locked up on the outside, and without even a whisper he ran to ropes, springboarding off the top rope with an adapted Sombra Lluvia de Estrellas, hitting the plancha to both women on the outside. From there, it was just a matter of time for him to get back into the ring, hit Romeo with a Sombra Corazon del Romeo, and get the three count.


Dave: I really had Reina Galáctica down to win that one, but she got too involved with her own heat with Mistress Vivi, and La Sombra Oscura was all to ready to capitalise.

Winston Robinson: The mysterious mirror man has definitely shown himself to be a strong competitor recently. Now, to keep the action flowing, here’s our next match, as Aries and Cassius of The Brothers Reed face El Macaw and Bradley Chadwick in their first Légion del HELL title defence.

Dave: Bradley and Macaw have proven to be a fantastic tag offering, each perfectly complementing the other in speed and style. It was only natural that they’d be first choice for the number one contender spot. And as explained early, the Légion title is tonight being defended in a parejas match, in accordance with it’s unique defence conditions. Here we go.


Esteban Palacios: Presentamos el primer…

The lights fade in the arena for a moment, multiple colored spotlights showing up as the PA system picks up immediately from the 32 second mark of “What’s Up” by 4 Non Blondes, 2 figures slowly stepping forward from the curtains, one’s silhouette partly covered by a pair of huge macaw wings until he’s in full view of the spotlights, revealing himself to be none other than “El Macaw” as the crowd cheers appropriately as they take a look at his visage, Bradley Chadwick stood alongside him posing, and drawing the crowd’s attention to his flamboyant partner. It does not take long for the pair to walk down the ramp, calling themselves things like a “firestarter, baby” and telling the world they’re ready to bring the fun straight down to HELL as they then hops up the apron and enters the ring carefully...the spotlights coming down to the center of the ring as a familiar line to meme enthusiasts everywhere hits the PA system…

I SAID HEY! WHAT’S GOING ON?!?!?!?!

At the cue, El Macaw spreads his wings wide to the awe of the crowd while singing the chorus of the song in full and leading the crowd along to it, Bradley conducting the crowd from the turnbuckle, getting even bigger cheers from them before the lights return to normal and “What’s Up” fades from the PA system while El Macaw carefully removes his macaw wings, passing them along to the timekeeper on the outside as the pair prepare for his match.

Esteban Palacios: En un peso combinado de 392 libras... EL MACAW Y BRADLEY CHADWICK! Y sus oponentes…

Papa Was A Rollin’ Stone plays over the PA, as The Brothers Reed all enter into the arena, slowly walking to the ring en masse. Aries and Cassius exchange insults with some of the crowd as they strut down to the ring to the slow, purposeful bassline. The pair stop outside the ring, and discuss their approach on the outside, before Cassius enters the ring.

Esteban Palacios: En un peso combinado de 440 libras... LOS HERMANOS REED!

Both teams were able to envoke equally passionate reactions from the crowd. The El MaChad team was firmly loved by the crowd, with the Brothers Reed hated by this HELL crowd! When the match started, Cassius demanded a moment to at least start the match on the right foot, offering both Chad and Macaw some LAZERADE! as a peace offering. Seeing no harm in it, the two took their bottles and drank, saluting its delicious flavor! With that out of the way, Cassius struck, getting an early advantage over Chadwick. The former Funky Dragon (only in name, Cassius is ALWAYS funky) went to work, displaying every reason why he was not only one of the newest rising stars of EXODUS Pro, but a star in HELL. Tagging in his brother, things went from a mild dislike to an intense jeer at the sight of Aries Reed in the ring. Aries continued to work over Chad, showing to the world just why he was one of the most hated men in EXODUS. Of course, he wasn't prepared for these two as he was any normal EXODUS wrestler, and as he talked his trash toward a groggy Brad Chad in the corner, Chadwick grabbed him and planted a huge kiss on the lips to Aries! Aries was stunned and shocked and it left Bradley the perfect chance to go tag in El Macaw who flew into this match (no pun intended) like a house of fire! Macaw came in and started to work over Aries, Cassius even getting some of Macaw's house of fire! With Aries fallen to his ass in the corner, Macaw took the opportunity to charge in and give Aries Vuelo del Macaw while singing Livin' La Vida Loca! Even Brad Chad got the opportunity to get a move in, hitting Reed with a standing moonsault once Macaw pulled him out of the corner!

With that done, it was time to strike. Macaw sat up Aries and looked to go for TIRO PENALLLLLLLLLL (DE MACAW)~!!!!!!! He started charging toward Aries, but Cassius used the ropes to springboard in... FUNKENSTEINER! The crowd watched as Aries rolled out of the ring, leaving Cassius as the legal man. After an even beginning, The Brothers Reed started to take control and didn't look back at this point. Cassius grabbed Macaw and slammed him all before hitting Le Freak! Aries began to recover, and as the referee tried to break up Cassius and Macaw, Chad came in to stop Aries from interfering, only to get the Black Sack! Cassius finally broke free from the ref as Aries went to the outside, Cassius nailing the Plan C and picking up the victory for The Brothers Reed and a successful defense!


Winston Robinson: The Brothers Reed with a close won defence there! Next time, El Macaw and Brad Chad may just get that win.

Dave: I don’t know. The Brothers may still not entirely be on the same page, but each fight brings them closer.

Winston Robinson: Commercial Break time now, and then the tournament final! Stay tuned!


Winston Robinson: Welcome back, everyone, for the final instalment of Reino, and the finals of the Rey del HELL tournament!

Dave: Let’s quickly review. Dragón Diabólico secured his position in this match early, followed by Miedo.

Winston Robinson: El Hijo del Espíritu Santo secured the third spot, and not long before the commercial we saw La Sombra Oscura claim the last position.

Dave: The ring is set, the wrestlers are lined up, pull those ring pulls, and let’s get this underway.


Esteban Palacios: Presentamos el primer…

The lights dim as DRAGONBORN begins to play and build up, Doktor Logan Adversary appears on the stage. He pump his fist in time with the opening shouts, getting far more into it than is needed. As the first shouts of "DOVAHKIN!" begin, the lights flash back on to reveal Dragón standing on the top of the stage. He begins to stride to the ring, Logan following while clearly shouting the lyrics and continuing to pump his fist. Dragon slides cleanly under the ropes and immediately mounts a turnbuckle. He faces the crowd for a moment before letting out a mighty roar.

Esteban Palacios: Desde el Laboratorio de GRAN CIENCIA, a 207 libras... DRAGÓN DIABÓLICO! Y su oponente…

As the drum intro to Cucarachas Enojadas blasts over the PA system, Miedo appears in the entranceway, bathed in a dark green light. He stands there as the intro plays out, surveying the crowd, bathing in their boos and jeers. As the music picks up in the tempo, he heads straight for the ring, nodding his head in time to the music. As he reaches the apron, he speeds up, sliding in under the bottom rope, before springing back up to his feet with a roar. He gazes at the crowd all around him, before raising his left fist high in the air. He stays put in the middle of the ring, not retreating to his corner, waiting for the match to begin.

Esteban Palacios: Desde el Tijuana, Baja California, a 245 libras... MIEDO! Y su oponente…

As Holy begins to play, smoke floods into the entranceway, as the lights simultaneously begin to dim. As the drum beat starts, El Hijo del Espíritu Santo strolls out through the smoke, tendrils of it clutching to his heels as he walks. The crowd bursts to life as he slowly strolls to the ring, waving at them as he goes. His pace constant, he speeds up as he approaches the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. As he rises, he spreads his arms wide as he basks in the cheers of the crowd. He walks to his corner, and climbs the turnbuckles, spreading his arms wide as he reaches the top.

Esteban Palacios: Luchando fuera de Tijuana, Baja Califonira, y un peso de 163 libras... EL HIJO DE ESPÍRITU SANTO! Y, por último, su oponente…

...this is what you get.

This is what you want...

...this is what you get.

As Public Image Ltd's "The Order Of Death" creeps over the speakers, the arena darkens dramatically. The black form of La Sombra Oscura skulks out and begins his slow walk to the ring. Ignoring the fans completely, he climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes, and calmly takes his corner while he waits for the bell, displaying no emotion but patience.

Esteban Palacios: Desde la Cuarta Generación, y un peso de 215 libras... LA SOMBRA OSCURA!

As they await the bell, the foursome in the ring start to pace, surveying each other. El Hijo and La Sombra seem to nervously spy the impassive Miedo, whilst Dragón roars at the three of them. As the bell rings, El Hijo hits the mat, and rolls out of the ring, trying to keep himself out of the opening action.

Dave: Smart. No count outs here, so El Hijo is looking to have everyone where themselves out on each other first.

Miedo steps to the middle of the ring, looking down on his brother, as Dragón and La Sombra hit the deck and roll out of the ring on opposite sides to one another, both heading around the ring to El Hijo, as Miedo looks on.

Winston Robinson: Not even Dragón wants any of Miedo this early. But if these two can take out the other big gun in this match, they massively increase their odds.

As La Sombra and Dragón turn the corner, El Hijo looks nervously between the two, not quite ready to take on both at once. He quickly slides into the ring, spinning to look behind him as he stands, making sure both his opponents have remained in place, before turning into a massive Big Boot from Miedo! As El Hijo hits the mat, Dragón slides into the ring, quickly laying rapid punches into Miedo’s abdomen as he forces the bigger man back across the ring, only for Miedo take him by the waistband and the neck, spinning and throwing Dragón out of the ring between the top and middle ropes, as El Hijo manages to roll out of the ring. Miedo turns, spotting La Sombra up on the apron. He quickly advances, but La Sombra just grabs the back of his head, stepping of the apron, and hanging Miedo throat first on the top rope. As Miedo staggers back, La Sombra slides in, quickly planting his boot into Miedo’s thigh, only to get a fierce Haymaker back in response, followed by a second, and finished with a massive Clothesline, sending La Sombra back out over the top rope.

Winston Robinson: Miedo proving his absolute dominance here, in his inimitable Miedo style.

Miedo, not hesitating a moment, follows La Sombra out, and after quickly ramming his head into the barricade, lifts La Sombra up onto his shoulder. Aiming for the ringpost, Miedo charges forward, only for La Sombra to slip out of his grip, and shove Miedo hard, sending him running into the post. Miedo goes down to a knee, shaking the cobwebs out of his head, as La Sombra slides back into the ring behind him. The sound of feet hitting canvas causes him to turn around, seeing Dragón eyeing him up from across the ring. They move to lock up, but Dragón quickly lashes out with a boot to La Sombra’s mid section, followed by a fist, then another. He tries to follow up with another, but La Sombra interrupts with a kick to the mid section, followed by a fist, then another, perfectly mimicking Dragón’s own offence! He finishes the sequence with a quick Dropkick, staggering the marvel of science, before running the ropes! As he returns, he goes for a Clothesline, but Dragón dodges, hooking the arm as he does, then hooking up the second arm for a Full Nelson. After only a moment, he hits a Dragón Suplex, driving La Sombra hard into the mat. Before Dragón can capitalise, El Hijo slides into the ring, and knocks him back with a Roundhouse Kick, staggering him. As he runs forward, Dragón leaps, taking El Hijo down with a massive Huracanrana! As Dragón gets back up, so does La Sombra, who slides between Dragón’s legs as he charges forward, helping El Hijo up as he slides next to him. The pair turn, facing down Dragón as he charges at him, before each dipping a shoulder down, and sending Dragón flying with a hugh Double Back Body Drop to the outside!

Dave: Smart move there, the two smaller competitors teaming up to keep the match on their terms.

As they look down at Dragón on the mat, Miedo enters the ring behind them. He eyes the pair up, and starts charging just as they turn, before turning both men inside with a huge Double Clothesline. As La Sombra quickly rolls out of the ring, Miedo picks his brother back up to a standing position. He looks into he brothers eyes only a moment, before sending him crashing to the mat with a huge Temiende Este! He follows up with the pin!

UNO!

DOS!

El Hijo grabs the bottom rope! Miedo quickly rolls off of his brother, and rolls out of the ring, before forcefully extracting El Hijo from under the bottom rope by his head. After giving him a hard Elbow Strike, he whips him hard into the steel ring steps, the force of the impact separating the two sections of the steps! Eyeing up La Sombra, recuperating next to his fallen brother, Miedo strikes, pulling him upright and landing a huge chop right across his chest, damn near tearing apart his sheer black bodysuit with the force of the impact. Miedo climbs onto the apron, grabbing a hold of La Sombra’s bodysuit as he does so, dragging him up with him as he climbs. Miedo steps over the top rope, and whilst he has one leg on either side La Sombra strikes, jumping onto the top rope and springboarding off, hitting a Springboard Huracanrana to Miedo, dragging him off of the top rope as he does so, spiking the head!

Dave: La Sombra Oscura channelling El Hijo del Espíritu Santo there, that Springboard Huracanrana is one of the bigger moves in his arsenal.

La Sombra rolls over, going for the pinfall…

UNO!

DOS!

Dragón with the break up, as he connects hard with a stomp to the side of La Sombra’s skull! Leaving Miedo to see stars, Dragón grabs La Sombra by the head, slowly pulling him upright, before unleashing a hellish combination of punches and elbow strikes, finishing with a Discus Elbow Strike that hits with such force he staggers back into the ring post. Dragón roars a moment, in the middle of the ring, before marching over to La Sombra, clutching him by the head, squeezing as he lifts him to his feet, before lifting him onto his shoulders, and bringing him crashing to the mat with a Standing Fireman’s Carry Takeover! He goes for the pin.

UNO!

La Sombra kicks out! Roaring in frustration, Dragón stands, pulling La Sombra up with him, before sending him running to the ropes. As he comes back, Dragón goes for a huge Dropkick, but La Sombra slaps the brakes on, letting not Dragón hit nothing but air, but also grabbing one of his airborne feet, and hitting a huge Dragon Screw on the defenceless Dragón!

Winston Robinson: Dragón just got screwed!

Dave: That was horrible.

Winston Robinson: Sorry.

Dragón is quickly up on his feet, but La Sombra is behind him, and takes him over with a huge Sombra Dragón Suplex! He bridges for the pin attempt!

UNO!

DOS!

Dragón presses La Sombra off of him, sending him a good couple of feet! La Sombra gets up, using the ropes, but Dragón is also up, and charges, sending La Sombra over the top rope with a huge Clothesline! As Dragón rebounds off the rope, El Hijo quickly hops to the apron, and vaults up to the top rope, springboarding off as Dragón turns, and hitting a Springboard Huracanrana! He holds on for the pin!

UNO!

DOS!

Kickout! Dragón forces himself free of the Rana pin, sending El Hijo flying forward. As they both stand up, Dragón grabs a hold of El Hijo, whipping him into the ropes! As he comes back, El Hijo flies high, hitting a huge Leg Lariat, taking Dragón down to the mat… AS MIEDO SITS UP! El Hijo stands, still focused on Dragón, only to have his brothers gargantuan hand wrap around his throat, before hoisting him aloft, and bringing him crashing down on his knee with a Garra Miedo!

Winston Robinson: GARRA MIEDO! THAT MASSIVE CHOKEBREAKER! THIS COULD BE IT!

UNO!

DOS!



TRE-

Dragón with the save, breaking up the pinfall with a Running Senton! Whilst Miedo is on his knees, Dragón gets right on the attack, attacking with a furious onslaught of knees to the face of Miedo, trying to knock the sense out of the huge luchador! With Miedo seemingly on dream street, Dragón turns and roars at the crowd, turning back round STRAIGHT INTO A GARRA MIEDO!

Dave: You get a Chokebreaker! You get a Chokebreaker! EVERYONE GETS A CHOKEBREAKER!

Miedo starts to advance on the fallen Dragón… BUT HERE COMES LA SOMBRA! La Sombra Oscura with a Low Dropkick to the back of Miedo’s calf, sending him down to one knee on the mat! Quickly, he follows up with a Sombra Espíritu Bomba, driving Miedo’s skull into the mat once more!

Winston Robinson: La Sombra Oscura mimicking El Hijo once more there… and here comes the real deal!

Before La Sombra can capitalise, El Hijo is back on his feet! He charges at La Sombra, only for La Sombra to hit the mat at the last minute… and have El Hijo go crashing into Benny Martinez with a huge Spinning Heel Kick!

Dave: Benny couldn’t get out of the way there fast enough, and we’re now without a referee! I don’t think Benny’s going to get up any time soon, we need a replacement!

Mortified at what he’s done, El Hijo is quickly accosted by La Sombra Oscura! He spins El Hijo around… only to get an Espíritu Bomba for his trouble! El Hijo is the only one still standing! Everyone else is down! El Hijo spies his brother on the mat, and with a nod, starts to climb the turnbuckle, slowly, to the cheers of the crowd. As he starts, however, Las Manos del Diablo charge down from the back!

Winston Robinson: Of course. With the referee down, Los Guerreros are looking to wrap this up.

Diego leans forward in his throne, chin in hand, interested in these events. El Hijo gets to the top, still ignorant of his brothers on the outside, and turns, looking for the Espíritu en el Cielo, only to see the twins there, as they push him off the top! Luckily, he lands on his feet, but Las Manos quickly get in the ring! The quickly cut off the path between El Hijo and Miedo, as their eldest brother slowly gets to standing.

Dave: It looks like we’re about to get a classic Los Guerreros beatdo- wait!

Not Today bursts out through the PA system, as Crash Delgado, Reina Galáctica and Rosa all charge down from the entranceway!

Winston Robinson: And here come the rest of La Familia with the same! And after El Hijo standing up for her earlier tonight… it finally seems like Rosa has picked a side!

The three Rodríguez siblings enter the ring, standing around El Hijo, Reina and Crash flanking him, Rosa bringing up the rear, standing opposite to Los Guerreros de Miedo. The crowd draws to a hush, as the 7 siblings exchange uneasy stares. Diego leans forward even further in his chair, looking on his children before him. It’s Miedo who moves first, lifting his head, and saying a single word, not loudly, but it echoes like a gunshot in the silent arena.

Miedo: Ahora.

With this, Rosa moves, catching El Hijo in the back of the head with a Florista! As Reina and Crash turn to see what has happened, Las Manos burst forward, each hitting with a huge Running Clothesline, connecting with their signature arms! That’s not all! From the ramp comes JUNKETSU and El Gringo, both sprinting from the back! From under the ring crawl Ikiryo and Calavera, Los Fantasmas, as they quickly get in the ring and start attacking Dragón! El Gringo and JUNKETSU get in the ring, quickly assaulting the fallen La Sombra! Outside the ring, Diego stands, and demands a microphone. As one is hastily handed to him, he draws it to his mouth.

Diego Francisco Rodríguez Cortez: Xiccahua!

Miedo strolls over to the ropes nearest his father, leans over, and bellows one word back in reponse.

Miedo: No.

With this, a masked figure leaps out from the crowd behind Diego’s throne, spins the older man around, and takes him down with a huge Spinning Sitout Sleeper Slam, straight into the mat. Miedo nods at the mysterious figure, and returns to the centre of the ring.

Dave: This is chaos. Someone needs to get a hand on this.

With this, from the back runs Rafa Monserrate, jogging down to the ring.

Winston Robinson: Thank god. All Rafa has to do is get to the ring, and he can call this ended.

Rafa rolls into the ring, stands… and does nothing!

Dave: What the hell is this idiot waiting for?

JUNKETSU and El Gringo are still on La Sombra Oscura. Los Fantasmas have Dragón downed with a constant offence. The mysterious newcomer has chased off Doktor Adversary. Rosa is laying heavy boots into Reina, whilst Las Manos have Crash down. In the middle of this storm of chaos, Miedo pulls El Hijo upright, and up onto his shoulders, locking in the Tememe!

Winston Robinson: He’s going to snap El Hijo in two!

After a second or two, El Hijo starts tapping wildly. Both Rafa and Miedo ignore his desperate attempts to tap out, for a good ten seconds, before Rafa calls for the bell, and Miedo drops his brother to the mat. Esteban is hesitant to make the announcement, but the mysterious newcomer is quickly in his face, forcing him to revise his opinion.

Esteban Palacios: Damas y caballeros, el ganador de este partido, a modo de sumisión, y el Rey del HELL... MIEDO!


Winston Robinson: Miedo is the Rey del HELL… but at what cost?

Dave: I can’t make head nor tail of this.

The mysterious newcomer has claimed the mic used by Diego, and tosses it to Miedo. As the big man speaks, the mystery man holds Diego’s head up to look at his eldest son.

Miedo: Y ahora, padre? Soy digno de ser tu hijo ahora?

Winston Robinson: How now, father? Am I fit to be your son now?

Miedo: Esto ya no es el HELL. Es mía. Te negaste a hacerme su heredero, por lo que me vi obligado a tomarla por la fuerza.

Winston Robinson: This is no longer your HELL, it’s mine. You refused to make me your heir, so I took it myself. By force.

Miedo: Su tiempo de carga ha terminado. Hay un nuevo régimen. Un nuevo reinado.

Winston Robinson: Your time in charge is over. There is a new regime. A new reign.

Miedo steps back, and gathers the army of rudos around him.

Miedo: Un Reinado del Terror.

Winston gulps.

Winston Robinson: A Reign of Terror!

The mystery man release Diego, and joins the rudos and Rafa Monserrate in the ring. Miedo starts laughing, a booming, evil laugh, as we fade to copyright.