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"Light" by The Agony Family starts playing as Adrien Cochrane, now changed into his out-of-ring attire of a button down shirt and a pair of jeans starts walking to the ring.

Seth Ericson: What is he doing coming out here? We're about to start the main event!

David Zinkus: Everyone please welcome, special guest commentator for tonight's main event, ADRIEN COCHRANE!!

Dick Morosi: He's apparently joining us.

Cochrane takes a seat next to Dick.

Dick Morosi: Well, this is quite a surprise. Welcome to the commentary booth, Adrien.

Seth Ericson: You're not up to any funny business, are you?

Adrien Cochrane: No. I'm not going to be touching anyone in this match tonight. But it's going to be good to be able to see these six fight it out in person. Besides, I have permission from Stearns and Gray to be here.

Seth Ericson: Fair enough...

Adrien Cochrane: It's good to be here, guys! Seth, Dick, we ready to call what should be a spectacular main event?!

Main Event Six-Person Tag
EXODUS Seikigun (Fiona Rourke, Steve Lenton, & Blake Jones) vs. LEGION (Kameron Chase, Zack Lifer, & Zero McHannon)

The lights in the RIMAC dim at the sound of "Worlds Collide" by Apocalyptica! The crowd instantly jeers, knowing who to expect, and it's no surprise when the smoke starts to form at the entrance shortly after the drums kick in to really start the music that out come members of LEGION! Zero McHannon and Zack Lifer remain in their White Lantern gear from earlier, while Kameron Chase walks down with a smug grin on his face, enjoying having good partners. Patting each of them on the back, the trio separate to move to different sides of the ring to climb in and taunt the crowd the entire time, only serving to get boos.

David Zinkus: Now entering the ring, at a combined weight of 647 pounds...representing LEGION...the team of Kameron Chase, Zero McHannon, and Zack Lifer!

Dick Morosi: This trio here looks absolutely irate after what happened involving Jonathan Collins earlier tonight.

Adrien Cochrane: Indeed they are. I'm interested to see just how they respond to all of this.

Seth Ericson: Collins used LEGION as idiots to make his return to EXODUS Pro, and you know...as much as I've grown to respect Jon through the years, I think he just made this that much more difficult for his company's Seikigun. Things could get real interesting with his return and declaration of war.

Adrien Cochrane: Personally, I think it's just what we needed, but you are entitled to that opinion, Seth.

As their music fades, it turns into the familiar morse code and guitars that get the crowd on their feet!



David Zinkus: AND THEIR OPPONENTS...REPRESENTING THE EXODUS SEIKIGUN...at a total combined weight of 574 pounds...Blake Jones, EXODUS Pro International Champion Steeeeve Lenton...and EXODUS Pro World Champion, FIONA ROURKE!

The trio emerge from the back, each of them wearing the new "#AllWillBeWell" Seikigun shirts, giving one another a nod before coming down the aisle with purpose! The trio slides in and LEGION scatters for a moment as the three start to get the crowd on their feet.

Dick Morosi: It's been a wild couple of weeks for this trio! Earlier tonight, we learned that Fiona Rourke will be meeting her good friend Heather Halliwell at Endgame!

Seth Ericson: Not just that, but Steve Lenton is coming off a controversial Desperate Times, not to mention Blake Jones gave it all he had against Andrew Ashton only to come up short. What could we see from this trio tonight?

Adrien Cochrane: I just hope to see all six people in this match give it everything they got.

LEGION is grouped in their corner, Kameron Chase looking focused as McHannon and Lifer start whispering strategy in his ear, while the EXODUS trio look to be talking for a moment before Blake Jones decides for his group that he'll go first. This leads to the LEGION trio smirking as Zero McHannon nods that he'll take this, meeting Jones in the center of the ring. The two high profile stars engage in an exchange of un-pleasantries, with Jones looking up to the taller McHannon, and the latter sneering down upon the former. Zero stabs a harsh finger into Blake’s chest, his disrespect forcing Jones to retract back and look away, only to only to nail McHannon with a huge right! Spit flies and McHannon is left reeling, and not before long, he’s taken down by a lightning quick Hurricanrana. Springing back to his feet, the deliver of the agile maneuver quickly charges forward with a thunderous soccer style kick to Zero’s sternum, before immediately mounting him for punches, only to have referee Chris Dawson pull him away, The brief delay in action leaves an emotional Jones left sour, but more importantly, gives McHannon a much needed reprieve and opportunity to tag in Zack Lifer; the latter comes flying in, only to receive a dropkick for his efforts.

Adrien Cochrane: The Dropkick King approves! Great dropkick by Blake Jones.

Blake is starting to feel fired up, and he looks at his team, hoping they understand he's got something to prove tonight! Pumping with pure adrenaline and aggression, Blake drags Lifer to his feet, quickly whipping him into the corner, but Lifer moves quickly despite telegraphing it. This allows Blake enough time to ascend the top turnbuckle, leaping off with a huge body press. Unfortunately, there’s nobody home as Blake’s furious start ends with a crash and burn while his antagonist points to his head, proving that he had indeed outsmarted his foe. With a quick tag to the former Tag Team Champion, Kameron Chase, the LEGION assumes control of the contest. With a murderous look on his visage, Chase stalks a rising Blake Jones before quickly leveling him with an STO Backbreaker that sends a sickening shockwave down the Philadelphian’s spine.

Dick Morosi: A mistake by Blake Jones and the momentum has shifted to LEGION!

Seth Ericson: What's worse is that he's in there with a ring veteran. This might be a nightmare scenario for Blake.

Kam goes for the quick cover, but Jones manages to kick out before a count can even be administered. Frustrated, Chase looks to apply a side headlock, but Blake begins to power out of it, managing to climb back to a vertical base. Backing out of the submission, he winds up getting a blind tag from the International Champion, Steve Lenton, but not before Chase whips Blake into the opposite side of the squared circle. Kam looks for the back body drop, but Lenton catches his partner, setting him down, allowing both superstars to deliver double dropkicks to Kameron’s back. Chase rolls out of the ring and the LEGION is forced to regroup on the outside as the Seikigun stand in their corner, waiting for them with huge, confident grins.

Dick Morosi: LEGION doesn't seem to be in the heads of the Seikigun tonight!

Adrien Cochrane: I would hope not. There's a lot of heart in that team. I would be disappointed if they made it too easy for LEGION.

Seth Ericson: Enough about that, we're about to see some flight!

Indeed they are. Blake and Fiona both charge toward LEGION, diving through the ropes with stereo suicide dives. Left in the ring, surveying the ruckus crowd is Steve Lenton, the EXODUS lifeblood coming to their feet with chants that get The Big L going.

BIG L!

BIG L!

BIG L!

The adrenaline and crowd's energy starts to take over Lenton and he starts sizing things up before saying a Hail Mary and running off the far side ropes upon diving out of the ring himself, crashing onto all five of the other competitors in the match. The RIMAC explodes with pandemonium as the new International Champion takes a triumphant stand, grinning, and pounding his chest, surprised himself that he was able to pull off the aerial maneuver successfully. With a handful of Chases’ hair he rolls him back into the ring, and quickly executes a lateral press, only for Lifer to break up the pinfall and begin hammering down on the humongous hoss. Lifer hastily drags Lenton to his feet, coercing him into the corner before laying into him with a face rearranging Forearm Smash. He follows up with a flesh wrenching chop, and another forearm, before dragging Steve out of the corner, underhooking both his arms, and dropping him with a debilitating DDT.

Climbing back to a vertical base, Lifer commences to stomp a mudhole into the International Champion, leading to Dawson starting his five count, forcing Zack to reluctantly retreat. But he won’t be denied! Lifer strikes yet again, laying more stomps into the fallen Big L, continuing to lay into him until Dawson takes matters into his own hands and forcibly removes Lifer from his helpless foe. Zack distracts the official, giving Chase and McHannon a window of opportunity to lay the boots to Lenton themselves, taking full advantage of Lifer’s transgression. Finally, Rourke and Jones can't take it anymore, and they try to point out what’s transpiring to the ref, inadvertently causing ANOTHER distraction. McHannon holds Lenton’s arms back as Chase imposes his will with a literal foot to the throat. Lifer charges back in with a baseball slide to Lenton’s well documented southern region, and the LEGION has taken back full control of the contest. With Kam and McHannon back in their respective corners, Lifer finally rolls over the beaten and battered Lenton, appearing to have the victory well in hand for his team.

ONE

TWO

FIONA WITH THE SAVE!

Adrien Cochrane: That's how a leader leads!

An irate Lifer begins to jaw at her, Fiona responding with a fighting stance, but it only serves as another distraction to the referee and the consequent, illegal double teaming on Lenton. Upon the ref finally restoring order, Zack smirks and saunters over to tag in McHannon, who wastes no time in going on the attack. He pounces on a rising Lenton, nailing him with a picture perfect Teardrop Suplex that shakes the ring. Intent on finishing off the International Champion, Zero picks up Steve’s left ankle and lifts it high off the mat, exposing the whole backside of the Big L’s left leg. Three quick strikes to Steve’s inner thigh and McHannon commences to turn him over. With Lenton on his stomach, the Single Leg Boston Crab is synched in, inducing a rush of pain to the thigh and hip of its bulky victim. Lenton lets out an agonized growl, unable to hide his discomfort in a cry for help that is answered by the Strong Style Seraph. Fiona immediately steps into the ring again to assist him, as the EXODUS PRO World Champion charges at McHannon and takes him down with a swift Dropkick. Forced to relinquish the submission hold, Zero crumbles over onto all fours, whilst Kameron Chase climbs back into the ring to dispose of the proverbial Heart of EXODUS Wrestling, who rolls away and exits the squared circle. Chase and Lifer both begin to pursue the World Champion, the former dropping down from the apron while the latter slides out from under the bottom rope. Fiona backpedals, her pride not allowing her to back down from the challenge, but her head making her aware that she now has two of the LEGION’s most dangerous men bearing down on her. Backing up, Fiona’s foot clips into the ring steps, the Seraph nearly tripping herself up, quickly running out of room between she and her assailants.

Seth Ericson: Fiona seems to be in trouble.

Adrien Cochrane: Stay alert, Fiona!

However, Blake Jones has patiently waited at the nearest corner as Chase and Lifer approach, and unbeknownst to them, the Philadelphian has begun climbing the top turnbuckle. His presence goes unnoticed by the two members of LEGION, at least of course until it’s too late, as Jones dives off the top rope and crashes down onto both superstars, wiping out 2/3 of LEGION with a Crossbody that sees all three men spill to the floor, right at Fiona’s feet!

Dick Morosi: JONES HAS WINGS!

Seth Erickson: Thanks to our champion’s underhanded tactics. She lured them into that Dick!

Dick Morosi: Maybe next time those two will learn to stay in their own corners.

Meanwhile inside the ring, the two legal combatants have regained a vertical base, McHannon obviously in much better shape than the visibly worn down Lenton. Zero stands tall while Steve appears unable or incapable of standing upright. Zero grapples the Big L by the head and thrusts his own noggin forward, smashing their craniums together in a violent meeting of the minds that sends the International Champion to the canvas. Lenton rolls over from the impact, and instinctively crawls to his corner, Fiona Rourke now standing on the apron, begging to be tagged in. Grabbing one of Lenton’s ankles, Zero prevents the hot tag from coming to fruition, dragging him back to the center of the ring. The Big L begin to kick his free leg back, desperately attempting to break free, but he is too close to do any considerable damage, and resorts to turning over onto his back. Grabbing at Zero’s arms, Steve is able to pull him down into a Small Package, looking to steal the win for the EXODUS Seikigun.

ONE

TWO

McHannon manages to roll out of the pinning predicament, upon both superstars springing back to their feet. Zero quickly scores with a knee strike to Lenton’s solar plexus, effectively doubling him over, before setting him up for the Moonlight Drive. Having applied a side headlock, McHannon somersaults to forward, and in one fluid motion, twists the International Champion’s neck and coerces him to the mat supinely. The Corkscrew Neckbreaker proves to be effective as Steve Lenton lies sprawled out, Zero rolling on top of him and hooking his leg for the cover. Dawson quickly slides into position to begin the count.

ONE

TWO

Seth Erickson: I thought for sure it was over. Steve Lenton has absolutely no quit in him. What does it take to put him down?

Dick Morosi: A few tranquilizers, some good scotch, and a one night stand, at least that’s what I’ve been told.

Adrien Cochrane: Basically anything that fuels the guy he is brawling.

The Big L’s convulses his body off of the canvas to break the count, igniting the crowd that was somewhat lifeless and doubting any hopes of a Seikigun comeback. McHannon grows weary of Steve’s tenacity, and grabs by the head, immediately lifting him to a vertical base. From there Zero applies a front facelock, and hooks Steve’s arm over his shoulder in preparing for the Zero Tolerance, a move that would undoubtedly spell the end for this Main Event contest. However as he attempts to lift Lenton into the air, the Big L holds his ground, planting his feet into the canvas and displaying the toughness that won him the International Championship. McHannon’s second attempt ends in the same fashion, and upon a third fail try does Steve escape the headlock, pivot on his feet, spin, and turn with a Lariat that nearly beheads his adversary. The impact induces fanfare from the patrons, but begins another stalemate as both men merely lie motionless in the center of the ring, too exhausted and too fatigued to make any moves at the moment.

Dick Morosi: Steve connects with the GAME CHANGER, but he can’t capitalize! I’d like to think if he had any more strength left in his massive frame, we would be seeing the end of this contest!

Seth Erickson: But he doesn’t and that’s because the LEGION has been mopping the floor with him for over the last ten or so minutes. He couldn't swat a fly to save his life.

Outside the squared circle, Chase and Lifer stand on opposite sides of Blake Jones, both waiting for him to make a sudden move. Jones scores with an elbow into Chase’s face, but is immediately caught with a right hand that comes in retaliation from Lifer. The New Jersey native then grabs Blake around the head and slams his cranium across the ring apron. Chase gestures at the vacant LEGION corner, and they lead a disoriented Blake Jones toward it. Lifer climbs onto the apron and glances at the two legal, but downed men in the match, both of whom begin to stir. Kameron slams Blake’s head across the steel ring post, Jones’ brain immediately beginning to static like a reception-less television. The intensity only increases as Chase delivers a knee into Jones’ midsection, turning him around and then tossing him headfirst into the guardrail. As the crowd jeers, Kamo-Mac dusts his hands off, satisfying with his recent work.

Dick Morosi: Blake Jones looks like he could be indisposed. The LEGION have a 3-2 advantage now and that can’t be good for Fiona and company.

Seth Erickson: No, it cannot, and we’re about to see the numbers game lead to another LEGION victory. When they have an advantage like this, the Seikigun usually leaves the arena in body bags.

Adrien Cochrane: Something to remember is that numbers don't win wars. Fiona and Lenton aren't going to give up just yet.

Lenton and McHannon have their eyes focused on their teammates, and with every ounce of strength left in their battered bodies they find the will to get up and approach them. Rourke and Chase are tagged in at nearly the exact same moment, instantly climbing into the ring and charging at one another. Kameron swings forward with a Clothesline attempt, but the Seraph proves to be nimble and quick on her feet as she circumvents the maneuver. She quickly pivots on her heels and spins into a turning Kameron Chase with a blistering elbow smash to the face, flowing into a palm strike to the chest, and ending in a textbook Dropsault that completes the most recognizable combination of the moves in EXODUS Pro today.

Dick Morosi: CLEAR EYES, FULL HEART, CAN’T LOSE! Fiona’s going to that place Seth! She’s building up momentum! This could be the end of LEGION!

Adrien Cochrane: This is exciting!

Rourke crawls on top of Kam for the cover, but Lifer rushes into the ring and dives onto the EXODUS World Champion with a Double Axe Handle to break the pinfall. Weary by determined, Lenton climbs back into the ring to even the odds before the wolves can pick apart the Seraph; he makes a beeline toward Zack, quickly lowering his shoulder and maliciously driving his shoulder blade into the Lifer’s solar plexus, almost spearing him out of his skin as the former collegiate footballer, and NFL prospect tackles him to the canvas. The roof of the RIMAC blows off as both men roll out of the ring.

Seth Erickson: What just happened?

Dick Morosi: The International Champion just happened! The BLITZ! All hell is breaking loose!

Blake Jones makes his way back to his corner, climbing onto the apron in wait for Fiona. Rourke notices the groggy, lethargic state of Kameron Chase as she gets up, and then glances at Jones who is begging to get back in. She quickly slaps hands with the Philadelphian who charges across the ring to the far corner, and quickly ascends it. In a daze from the damage sustained earlir, Chase is oblivious to Jones waiting for him, perched up top. Luckily for him, Blake is unaware of McHannon sneaking up behind him. The Chosen One immediately shoves Jones off the top rope, sending him somersaulting forward and ultimately plummeting to the canvas with a thud. Zero however, doesn’t stay standing for quite long, as Fiona hastily charges forward and knocks him off the apron with a stiff forearm. With Zero attempting to recuperate on the outside, the Strong Style Seraph climbs the top rope herself, waiting for the right opportunity to strike. When said opportunity presents itself, the EXODUS World Champion takes flight, leaping off the top turnbuckle in a backward flip that brings the crowd to its feet. The graceful, dexterous maneuver ends with Rourke crashing into McHannon, taking the Floridian down with an amazing Moonsault.

Dick Morosi: MOONSAULT! Fiona is leaving it all in the ring tonight Seth.

Seth Erickson: Yes, but it leaves the match in Blake Jones' hands. Can he come through for the EXODUS SEIKIGUN when it matters most?

Adrien Cochrane: This is a moment of truth for Blake Jones. This is your chance to silence the doubters, kid!

With their teammates lying motionless all around the ring, Kam and Blake struggle to get to their feet. Chase eventually beats him to his feet, and then the punch, as he drills Jones with a thunderous right hand, and follows up with a European Uppercut that almost lifts the Philadelphian out of his boots. With Blake reeling, Chase goes for the kill, as he quickly bends forward and wraps his arms around Jones’ legs. He then proceeds to lift him upside down and into the air, appearing moments away from executing the Mental Maelstrom and putting an emphatic end to this back and forth match. Jones has other plans however, as he exploits the momentum of his lift to wriggle free, as he slides down Chase’s back. As he lands on the canvas, Blake drags Kameron off his feet and onto the mat, before lifting up onto his feet and pinning Pittsburgh natives shoulder’s down to the canvas.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

"Image of the Invisible" hits, right before Zack Lifer can make the save, and Blake just leaps right up into the arms of his teammates! Blake is in stunned shock while LEGION looks absolutely stunned in the ring!

Dick Morosi: THE KID DID IT! THE KID DID IT! BLAKE JONES HAS SHOWN THE WORLD THAT HE'S NO WEAK LINK!

Seth Ericson: I can't believe it! The kid that took three Eon Cutters just picked up a MASSIVE victory for the EXODUS Seikigun!

Adrien Cochrane: GREAT JOB, BLAKE JONES!!

The elation on Jones' face is evident, and while the LEGION trio glares at the winners, both Lenton and Rourke raise the hand of the young kid as we fade to copyright!

WINNERS: EXODUS Seikigun (Fiona Rourke, Steve Lenton, & Blake Jones)

The lights go dim in the arena as ‘I Need a Hero’ by Six Pack hits the speakers. Numerous white lights search the crowd back and forth before two figures can be seen in the crowd. The crowd roars down boos as the camera continues to search frantically for the two men making their way to the ring.

The camera finally freezes, spotting the two men, Zack Lifer and Zero McHannon make their way through the audience. Surprisingly, they're not dressed in their normal ring gear. They are standing head to toe in white. Both men are wearing white bullet proof vests and padded armor along with a pair of masks covering their faces. Lifer is sporting a clown mask with red hair and a white face with a twisted grin a mile wide. Zero’s mask is a rip off of the ‘Scary Movie’ scream mask with his tongue sticking out.

Lifer is going crazy while he walks to the ring, looking at people and trying to scare them with that smile of his. Zero is ignoring all the hands tapping him from the audience as they finally make their way to the barrier. Zero throws his leg over the barrier and turns around to Lifer, who jumps on top and stares at the crowd before jumping down to the mat.

Zack Lifer leads the way, heading up the stairs quickly before dropping to his back and rolling under the bottom rope, followed by Zero who slides through the bottom and stays on his knees, howling to the sky like a
wolf before standing up. Once both men were in the ring, they reach over the ropes and politely ask for microphones. The announcer gave them both a mic. Lifer and Zero don’t seem impressed as they start pretending to sword fight with the two mics that were given to them before suddenly, Lifer jokingly stabbed Zero in the chest, causing Zero to act like he’s been killed for a brief moment. After the scene they caused, Zero jumps right back up to his feet and held the mic inches from his mask.

Zero McHannon: Do our masks scare you? Throw you off? Are we... someone else now? What do you think, Lifer? Are we... incognito now?

A laugh could be heard from inside Lifer’s mask before he raises his mic to his lips as well, starting to pace the ring back and forth.

Zack Lifer: I think we caught everyone off guard, that’s for sure. Remind you of anyone? Maybe Rapture? The Seikigun, perhaps?

Zero returns a laugh to Lifer. He began to stroke the tongue of his mask and act like he was licking the ground with it.

Zack Lifer: Zero, take off your mask. Nobody’s gonna take us seriously like this!

With that said, Zero rips off the mask, throws it into the crowd, and yells into the microphone.

Zero McHannon: You all aren’t fooling anyone!!!

Zack Lifer: Let that be a lesson to you all, EXODUS Pro. This ain’t Halloween, so don’t act like it. We’re not gonna give you candy either. All you look like in a band of misfits trying to hide your true selves from the outside world, and frankly, what do you have to hide? Those devil horns? That red complexion? You’re trying to hide the fact that you’re all devils claiming to be angels and it’s not gonna fly anymore as long as
we’re here!

Zack slips off his mask, revealing his face, politely handing it to a man outside the ring who brought it to ringside.

Zack Lifer: See? I don’t litter!

A loud roar of boos sounds throughout the crowd again, yelling at them, as they insult a fan and the entire Seikigun itself. Zero just nods his head and walks a circle around the ring, looking at the crowd with thirsty eyes.

Zero McHannon: We don’t need masks. When we are talking, we want you to look us in the face. Not behind something else, but to our damn face. We don’t have anything to hide from any of you people. The words that we speak are the truth, you’re just too stubborn to accept it. That is why we have to take force. If everyone would just listen to us the first time we give a warning, we wouldn’t have any problems. It’s the decisions you make afterwards that decide your fate.

Zack Lifer: And as we all know, your decisions are wrong!

The audience continues to rain down boos, disrespected by their words.[/i]

Zack Lifer: You continue to break the law countless times and cheer for devils in disguise because they’re nice to you, because they play by the rules. I’ll tell you right now straight up, everyone. Listen close to your television screens at home and everyone around the arena needs to open their ears.

He took a deep breath, standing on the top rope with his arms extended like a crucifix.

Zack Lifer: You’re rooting for the bad guys!

Zero McHannon: I passed the wellness test EXODUS had for me. Most of you can’t even do that. You doubt me and I rise against it. Just like the many of you that are doubting LEGION right now in this war. Laughing while the Seikigun kicks their teeth in and bully them around. What is more pathetic than that? The fact that you people support this kind of behavior. I’m the bad guy for attacking someone from behind? You people have been cheering on the same people who are ruining this company. It’s okay for them to constantly beat the hell of out LEGION, but I am a horrible person for one sneak attack? What you call being a coward, I call being tactical. Numbers are clearly not on our side.

Zack Lifer: You know what is on our side, Zero?

Zero McHannon: What’s that, homeslice?

Zack Lifer: The right thing.

The crowd erupts with boos and hisses at the two men. They begin to nod their head in agreement at one another.

Zero McHannon: We do have a gift for all of you however. One that will mean a lot more to you when we are finished.

Zack Lifer: Is it our smashing good looks? My charming smile?

Zero McHannon: Even better than that. See, we didn’t come to the ring dressed in white because we thought it looked good. Frankly, Labor Day is over with and I think it clashes. We came to the ring dressed like this to give you all a sign... A sign of hope. Actually, a sign of...

Zack Lifer: Life.

The crowd looks on bewildered, unsure what they’re getting at as they watch in almost complete silence.

Zack Lifer: Recite the phrase, Zero.

Zero McHannon: In the brightest day there will be light, to cleanse the soul and set wrongs right. When darkness falls, look to the skies. A new dawn comes; LET THERE BE LIGHT!

Zack Lifer: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, a new dawn is here!

Zero McHannon: And when you see us at Endgame, we will be wearing these same white outfits, minus the stupid masks. Your knights in shining armor are here, EXODUS.

Zero looks over to Lifer and nods to him. Lifer shows that he is wearing a ring and Zero pulls out his necklace which has a ring, that is the identical one Lifer has, hanging from his neck.

Zero McHannon: I’m done here, any other words of wisdom you want to give the people?

Zack Lifer: Stay in school, kids. If you don’t, you’ll end up like Steve Lenton. And nobody wants to end up like Steve Lenton.

Zack drops the mic and the scene comes to a close, fading to darkness as the two leave the ring to get prepared for their main event match.

Dick Morosi: I don't know what to make of the mockery Zack Lifer and Zero McHannon are making of the beliefs carried by the EXODUS Seikigun.

Seth Ericson: It's psychological warfare at its finest, Dick. They're using their own symbolism against them!

Dick Morosi: Well if you're looking for something less symbolic and more blatant, you'll want to see our next match. Coming up next on E-Pro Television, the number one contendership to Fiona Rourke's World Title is up for grabs when Heather Halliwell meets Ryuji Kamigawa! Let's go to ringside!

#1 Contender's Match
Heather Halliwell vs. Ryuji Kamigawa

The lights in the arena dim as a few lights and some smoke come up around the entrance way before vocals for "This Life" by Curtis Stigers & the Forest Rangers start to come out the speakers.

Riding through this world
All alone
God takes your soul
You're on your own...

As soon as the next line and the heavy music kicks in, Heather Halliwell bursts out from the entrance way, complete with long trench coat and cowboy hat in deep orange and red! Halliwell throws up some Texas bullhorns with her fingers and sways to the music for a moment before she starts making her way down the aisle, slapping a few hands along the way. Nodding her head to the music, she smiles at the crowd while she makes her way down. As she steps up the stairs to get into the ring, she stops for a moment to look out at the crowd, saluting them one more time before stepping into the ring, climbing turnbuckles in a corner to salute them one more time!

David Zinkus: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership to the EXODUS Pro World Heavyweight Title! Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas! Weighing in at 126 pounds…HEATHER HALLIWELL!!

Dick Morosi: Possibly one of the most underrated wrestlers in all of EXODUS Pro, Heather Halliwell coming down to the ring for a shot at glory.

"Cry For The Dark" by Galneryus hits the speakers of the RIMAC Arena, heralding the arrival of EXODUS Pro's hired gun, Ryuji Kamigawa.

David Zinkus: And her opponent, from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 312 pounds…RYUJI KAMIGAWA!!!

Seth Ericson: Underrated she may be, but she’s taking on one on one with one of the best wrestlers in all of EXODUS Pro.

As per usual, he marches out from the back down the aisle in his signature white tuxedo and black bowtie, dark sunglasses on his face. He pays no attention to the mixed reaction of the crowd, nor, for that matter, even his own ring introduction, opting to simply slide underneath the bottom ring rope and pop up in a neutral corner, cracking his knuckles to prepare for the task at hand.

DING DING DING!!

Kamigawa starts off grabbing the former International Champion. He lifts her up for a suplex, but Heather is able to wiggle out and jump behind Ryuji. Kamigawa is then shoved into the ropes with both hands by Heather and is met with a dropkick from the Pretty Lil Texan.

Dick Morosi: Nice dropkick!

Seth Ericson: I dunno. Kamigawa is still on his feet.

Halliwell bounces off the ropes again, attempts a crossbody, but Kamigawa catches her. POWERSLAM!

Seth Ericson: Thunk. Cover!

ONE!!



TWO!!




THR…no!!

Heather gets the shoulder up. Ryuji is back on his feet first. He goes for the big boot, but Heather is able to step aside with Kamigawa getting his leg caught on the top rope. Heather climbs the turnbuckle and hits a beautiful moonsault on the stuck Kamigawa. She quickly takes a dropkick to the grounded leg of Kamigawa.

Dick Morosi: Quite a show of offense by Heather Halliwell.

Seth Ericson: You mean, luck.

Kamigawa finally gets his leg free but ends up on the mat for the first time in the match. Halliwell hits a running knee drop to the same leg she dropkicked early. Cover by Heather!

ONE!!!



TWO!!!



THR…NO!!!

Kick out by the Japanese Hired Gun. Kamigawa starts to get back to his feet and counters spinning heel kick by Heather by catching the foot, pulling her close, and hitting a fisherman’s suplex. Heather rolls back to her feet, trying to get things back in her favor, but she runs into an open hand palm strike.

Dick Morosi: Ouch.

Seth Ericson: Heather is down. That was a strike. And Ryuji wants to bring more as he is bringing Heather back to her feet.

Dick Morosi: Into the corner. This isn’t going to be good.

Kamigawa puts Heather on the top rope, climbs up top as well, and hooks her arm over his head. The fans look into the ring in terror as they see Heather Halliwell get planted in the center of the ring with a superplex.

Seth Ericson: Superplex! This one has to be over! Cover!

ONE!!


TWO!!








Number one contender?


THR…NO!!

Heather Halliwell, somehow, someway gets her shoulder off the mat.

Seth Ericson: HOW THE…?!

Dick Morosi: What?!

Kamigawa starts to look frustrated. He lifts her back to her feet and attempts a lariat, but Heather ducks and runs at the ropes. By the time he turns around, he is hit by the Cowgirl Ride!

Dick Morosi: Heather Halliwell is able to hit one of her signature moves! Can this be it?!

Seth Ericson: Cover!

ONE!!





TWO!!







THR…




NO!!!

Kamigawa gets the shoulder up.

Dick Morosi: It seems like no matter what either one of these two do to each other, they just can’t quite put the other one away. The superplex couldn’t keep Heather down, and the Cowgirl Ride! couldn’t keep Ryuji down. What can these two do to end this match?

Seth Ericson: Kamigawa said he is either winning this match or being carried out of the ring and I think he meant it.

Heather is on the top rope once again, stalking Kamigawa as he gets to his feet, slowly but surely. Once Kamigawa turns around, Heather leaps off for a top rope hurricanrana…BUT KAMIGAWA CATCHES HER!!

Dick Morosi: Once again, this doesn’t look good!

Seth Ericson: He looks like he is going to try the Kamigawa no Kachi!

Ryuji throws Heather into the turnbuckles…but notices he is throwing air as Heather was able to hope over him. Heather hits a jawbreaker then her other signature sault, Everything’s Bigger! The crowd goes nuts as she hooks the leg again.

ONE!!




TWO!!!





THR…NO!!!

Seth Ericson: These two are prepared to fight to the death.

Dick Morosi: Neither one of these competitors want to miss out on a chance at Fiona Rourke’s championship.

Seth Ericson: Kamigawa with a Mongolian Chop!

Heather is back on the mat. Kamigawa looks at her, contemplating what he has to do to win this match. Once Kamigawa approaches the former International Champion, it seems obvious what he is going to try next. His thumb thrusts for her throat, going for the Kabukicho Lullaby, but Heather blocks it, kicks the back of the knee to get the big man down, and delivers a spinning heel kick to the head of Rjuji Kamigawa. Heather tries a cover, but Kamigawa bench presses her and tosses her off.

Seth Ericson: That power advantage has to occasionally come in handy.

Once Heather gets back to her feet, she is hit with the first of Kamigawa’s signatures of the night, the Aya-chan Bomber! The crowd stirs as Ryuji pins her.

ONE!!!





TWO!!!












THRE…NO!!

Dick Morosi: That has to be closest two count I have ever seen.

Seth Ericson: So close!!

Dick Morosi: Kamigawa doesn’t seem to agree with how close it was. It looked like a two count to me.

Seth Ericson: Yeah, it was a two count. He’s stating his case to the referee but that’s not going to get him anywhere…ROLL UP BY HEATHER!

Dick Morosi: He looked completely off guard! Here’s the count!!


ONE!!!!






TWO!!!







THREEKICKOUT!!

Seth Ericson: That was almost at the same time! Was that a three?

Dick Morosi: I’m not sure…

DING DING DING!!

Dick Morosi: I guess so! What a hard fought battle between two worthy competitors but only one could win.

David Zinkus: Here is your winner, HEATHER HALLIWELL!

WINNER (And NEW #1 Contender): Heather Halliwell

Tag Team Match
Kingham Come vs. Leather & Lace

We come back to find Leather and Lace, Selena Alexander and Genesis Logan already in the ring.

Dick Morosi: And now we're going to have a big chance for both Leather and Lace, and their opponents Kingham Come to make big strides toward a tag title shot.

Seth Ericson: Though some would say Leather and Lace already deserve one. They're undefeated, you know.

Dick Morosi: We're aware, Seth.

Ring announcer David Zinkus looks up the ramp, waiting for Kingham Come's music to hit. He, and everyone else, is surprised when instead "Long Black Train" by Josh Turner hits, as Jerry Matthews and Deacon Jeremiah come striding down the ramp, Jerry already in his ring gear.

Dick Morosi: Now hang on, what's Matthews doing here? We've got a tag match scheduled!

Seth Ericson: Maybe he's just going to watch over the match to make sure nothing impure happens, like a good man of God.

Dick Morosi: Somehow I doubt that...

Matthews and Jeremiah enter the ring, Matthews holding a microphone he brought. Selena and Genesis are wary of him, but don't back down as the two step in front of them as Matthews begins to speak.

Jerry Matthews: I’ve given the two of you various warnings, and yet you continue to disregard it. With each and every passing day that the two of you are together, your relationship grows into an even bigger abomination in the eyes of the Lord. But, I feel like the time for proselytizing has passed. Which is why I’m here with a proposal for the two of you.

He smiles and offers his microphone to Selena, who reaches forward to take it. Once she grasps it however, Jerry jerks her forward and slams his fist into her stomach, immediately flooring her! Before she can even react, Genesis is similarly taken down by a clothesline from the Deacon. Matthews smile only grows as he goes to answer the question Selena never got a chance to ask.

Jerry Matthews: I’m glad you asked, Selena. It’s a very simple proposal. There is no doubt in my mind that you can handle yourself in the ring, and it’s a shame that you’ve chosen to sack up with this she-devil here…

At this, Deacon Jeremiah delivers a hard kick to Genesis' ribs, sending her rolling away in agony.

Jerry Matthews: Because I feel that you could have been put to good use performing God’s work. But, enough of that. I’m here to challenge you to a match. Two weeks from now, on E-Pro TV #12. If you win, not only will I grant you a title shot at my belt, but I will never, and I mean never, pester you and Genesis about your relationship again. You can go ahead and run back to your life of hedonism unquestioned.

Just the mere idea of this happening, of the Preacher man being unable to bother the for obvious reasons fan favorite couple sending the crowd into loud cheers. Matthews frowns and raises a hand to shush them, wagging his finger.

Jerry Matthews: But, should you lose, all this talk of repentance I’ve been throwing your way will finally see some action. Not only must you terminate your relationship with Genesis here, but you must take a set of vows written by me, and agree to serve the Lord until I deem you “rehabilitated” in a sense. That is until you become the type of person that truly deserves living the existence the Father worked so hard to give you.

This sends the previous cheers into heavy boos, bringing a smile to both Matthews and Jeremiah. Matthews allows this to continue a moment before speaking again.

Jerry Matthews: Now, it is a shame that you're unable to give me an answer quite yet, but I believe that myself and the good Deacon can, I believe the phrase goes, "sweeten the deal?"

The two begin to approach Genesis, sweetening the deal apparently meaning to give Selena more of a reason to hate Jerry, but they're stopped by "Light" by The Agony Family beginning to blaring over the loudspeakers, the crowd losing it as Adrien Cochrane and Sylar Drake come running down the ramp, hitting the ring and colliding with Matthews and Jeremiah, sending the two scrambling out of the ring. Matthews shakes his fist at Adrien, who ignores it in favor of helping Selena while Sylar helps Genesis.

Dick Morosi: Absolutely disgusting tactic by Matthews, attacking Leather and Lace like that.

Seth Ericson: It's okay if it's for the Lord, isn't it?

Dick Morosi: Do you even believe in a God?

Seth Ericson: You want to ask something like that in earshot of the Reverend?

Dick Morosi: Ugh...at least Sylar and Adrien were able to come help stop this before it went too far.

Seth Ericson: Yeah, so...we've got three out of the four people in the tag match out here now in their ring outfits. We doing this now?

Dick Morosi: From the look on all of their faces, I'd imagine we'd have problems if we try to get them to wait any longer.

Seth Ericson: Guess we're having our tag match now then, someone find GRENDEL!

WINNERS: No Contest

Tag Team Match
Adrien Cochrane & Sylar Drake vs. Jerry Matthews & GRENDEL

"Deadfall" by Snot starts and GRENDEL runs back out, starting to stand in the corner of his partner as the referee begins to restore order and get everyone in respective corners.

DING! DING! DING!

The ref calls for the bell and the two combatants slowly walk to the center of the ring, where they proceed to lock up. Drake gets the left arm headlock in on GRENDEL, but GRENDEL uses his weight to push Drake towards the nearby ropes, Irish whipping him to the other ropes. As Drake makes his bounce back, GRENDEL falls flat on the mat, causing Drake to jump over him and go running to the other ropes. GRENDEL stands up on his own two feet and awaits for a Drake bounce back. When Drake hits the ropes and bounces back, GRENDEL attempts a right arm clothesline, but Drake ducks. GRENDEL quickly turns around and is met with a Pele kick to the head, causing GRENDEL to fall to the mat, dazed.

Dick Morosi: What a Pele kick to the head by Sylar Drake!

Seth Ericson: Yawn. The only good part about that was that he just broke that weirdo's nose.

Dick Morosi: Really now? What is your problem with Drake?

Seth Ericson: I don't know! I just hate him!

GRENDEL, still a little dazed, manages to get up to his feet, the crowd cheering as Drake was waiting for him to do so. GRENDEL gets up and takes a few slow steps towards Drake, but Drake charges towards GRENDEL and hits an enzuigiri, causing GRENDEL to fall to his knees, then fall to the mat with a thud. Adrien Cochrane is cheering Drake on along with the crowd, while Jerry Matthews is watching with no interest whatsoever. As soon as GRENDEL falls, Drake rolls GRENDEL over and hooks the outside leg for a pinfall.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Seth Ericson: Kickout by GRENDEL!

Dick Morosi: That enzuigiri was ridiculous.

Seth Ericson: I've seen better.

Drake slowly gets to his feet and grabs the right arm of GRENDEL, using all his strength to drag him over to the corner where Adrien Cochrane is waiting. Drake puts GRENDEL in an armbar then slaps hands with Cochrane, tagging him in to the match, the crowd cheering as the "Dropkick King" makes his way into the match. Adrien brings his boot down on the same arm Drake has the armbar, causing GRENDEL to yell out in pain as Drake releases his arm and slides out of the ring.

Dick Morosi: And the "Dropkick King" is in the match for the first time!

Seth Ericson: And nobody cares!

Adrien Cochrane grabs the same arm tat was stomped on and puts it in an armbar of his own, causing GRENDEL to yell out in pain. The submission does not last long as GRENDEL is able to reach the ropes with his left foot, Adrien breaking up the submission before the ref can even start a count. He quickly rolls up to his feet as GRENDEL holds his arm, slowly getting up as well. Once GRENDEL has risen to his feet, Adrien runs forward and connects with a hurricarana, sending GRENDEL flying to the other side of the ring.

Dick Morosi: What a hurricarana!

Seth Ericson: I've seen better.

Dick Morosi: Stop saying that!

GRENDEL quickly gets up to both feet and is met with a dropkick to the chest, sending him back down onto the mat, dazed. But, he still rises quickly, only to be met with a second dropkick to the chest, causing him to fall onto the mat once more. GRENDEL is slower to get up this time, but he does...and in met with a third dropkick from the "Dropkick King"! GRENDEL is staring into the arena lights as Cochrane has risen up to both feet and raises up his right arm as the crowd cheers louder.

Dick Morosi: 3 straight dropkicks by Adrien Cochrane! The Dropkick King Combo!

Seth Ericson: Can you hop off?

Cochrane is not finished yet. He grabs GRENDEL by the head, nearly pulling his mask off as he brings GRENDEL up to both feet, Adrien then proceeds to Irish whip the masked LEGION member into his corner, where Drake has raised his hands to show the ref that he doesn't plan on hitting GRENDEL. Adrien makes a run forward and connects with an elbow that doesn't send GRENDEL falling, but keeps him on the corner, before tagging in Sylar Drake, the crowd cheering for the tag.

Dick Morosi: And Drake is back in this match!

Seth Ericson: Let's hope he doesn't fuck up.

Drake looks at GRENDEL once before swinging his right hand back, then bringing it forward, connecting with a backhand chop to the chest of GRENDEL, causing for more groans of pain by the masked superstar. Drake continues to chop onto the chest of GRENDEL, finishing after his fifth one, causing GRENDEL to hold his chest in pain as he leans up against the corner, Matthews still not looking concerned at the beating his partner is taking. Drake takes a few steps back as he measures his opponent, then runs forward, looking for a dropkick. But, GRENDEL drops to the ground, causing Drake to hit the corner and fall to the ground.

Seth Ericson: Hahahahaha!

Dick Morosi: Sylar Drake just went right into the corner!

As Drake gets up and turns around, he is met with a discus clothesline by GRENDEL, falling to the mat. After GRENDEL sees that Drake is down, he begins to grab Drake by the legs into the middle of the ring, the begins to stomp on the high flying superstar out of Newcastle. After stomping all over the body of Sylar Drake, GRENDEL gets down to one knee and begins to headbutt Drake on the head, causing the crowd to get louder with their boos.

Dick Morosi: Some vicious stomps and headbutts by GRENDEL there!

Seth Ericson: Still a big, freaking weirdo.

After the headbutts, GRENDEL grabs the legs of Drake and slowly drags him over to the corner where San Diego Bay Champion Jerry Matthews is ready to tag in. Both GRENDEL and Matthews slap hands and Matthews finally enters the match.

Dick Morosi: And Jerry Matthews has finally entered the match!

Jerry Matthews is quick to go on the attack with a left arm elbow drop onto the rib cage of Sylar Drake. Matthews quickly gets up to his feet and grabs Sylar Drake, making sure he stays behind Drake the entire time. After getting Drake up to both feet, Matthews hooks him around the waist and tosses him right into the top turnbuckle of the corner, causing the crowd to let out a unanimous "ooh" as Matthews has hit a belly-to-back suplex on Sylar Drake. Matthews quickly pulls Drake away from the ropes, then hooks both of his legs for a pin.

Seth Ericson: Here is Matthews with a pin attempt!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Dick Morosi: And a kickout by Sylar Drake!

Seth Ericson: Damn it!

As Matthews stands up and takes a few steps back, looking to get Sylar Drake from behind again, GRENDEL's right hand reaches over and slaps the back of "The Evangelist", tagging himself in. Matthews look at GRENDEL with a scowl on his face, slowly making his way out of the ring. GRENDEL pays Matthews no mind as he grabs the head of Drake and hits him with a snap suplex, then hooks his right leg for a pin.

Dick Morosi: Could be over right here!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-KICKOUT!

Seth Ericson: Oh, he kicked out of a SUPLEX? That's so rare!

GRENDEL grabs the head of Sylar Drake and raises him up to both feet, before lifting him up and bringing him down with a standing suplex slam, the crowd raining down the boos as GRENDEL looks to go for another cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Dick Morosi: And another kickout by Sylar Drake! Can this kid stay down?

GRENDEL looks at the ref as he tells him that Drake kicked out at two and shakes his head angrily as he makes his way up to both feet. He grabs the head of Sylar Drake once more and Irish whips him into a nearby corner, Drake hitting the corner back first. GRENDEL looks to follow with a spear into the corner, but Drake just manages to move out of the way. The crowd cheers as Drake looks to make a move. Once GRENDEL pulls out of the corner, Drake connects with a kick to the left side of GRENDEL's head, bringing GRENDEL down.

Seth Ericson: Looks like weirdo got his clock cleaned good right there!

Dick Morosi: Sylar Drake manages to move out of the way, then deliver an amazing jumping kick to the left side of GRENDEL's head!

Seth Ericson: Ever wonder what he looks under the mask?

Dick Morosi: Don't even wanna know, partner. Don't even wanna know.

Both men slowly begin to crawl to their respective corners, looking to make a tag. Sylar gets the tag to Cochrane and GRENDEL gets the tag to Matthews. Cochrane comes into the ring pumped, taking out Matthews with a quick spear. As soon as GRENDEL steps on the apron, Adrien hits the gimpy ankle with a low dropkick. Matthews gets back up and locks Adrien from behind and gets a German suplex on the Dropkick King.

Dick Morosi: Wait…what’s this? Isn’t that…?

Seth Ericson: I think that’s that Chris Marks guy that hangs out with Adrien. He just jumped over the guard rail.

Chris “The Filth” Marks calmly walks close to Deacon Jeremiah, who doesn’t seem to notice the Oakland native getting very close. After sneaking up on him, Marks makes his move.

Dick Morosi: Marks just spilled the holy water! Marks bumped into Jeremiah and spilled the holy water. And he does not look happy!

Seth Ericson: Look at that guy take off! He’s sprinting for the back with Jeremiah chasing after him.

Dick Morosi: And now Jerry Matthews is in this match with a downed GRENDEL and now Jeremiah is gone.

Cochrane hits a quick hurricanrana on the San Diego Bay Champion. Sylar Drake hits a blind tag. Matthews swings a clothesline on Adrien, but he ducks. Drake hits the distracted Jerry Matthews with a shoot kick to the back, which is enough for Adrien to capitalize to plant Jerry Matthews in the middle of the ring with the Adrien Cutter! The fans go nuts as Adrien backs off to let Sylar Drake get the pin, keeping an eye on GRENDEL!


ONE!!!




TWO!!!




THREE!!!

DING DING DING!

David Zinkus: Here are your winners, ADRIEN COCHRANE AND SYLAR DRAKE!!

WINNERS: Adrien Cochrane & Sylar Drake

After the last match fades out, we fade in to Fiona Rourke, sitting on the bench in her locker room, the EXODUS Pro World title placed right next to her. She just finishes lacing up her wrestling boots when a knock on the door is heard. Fiona raises her head and looks at the direction of the door before speaking.

Fiona Rourke: Come in.

The door opens and we see the new International Champion, "Big L" Steve Lenton. Fiona stands up from her seat and smiles as the Big L makes his way into the locker room, already dressed in his ring gear, the International title over his right shoulder. He is also smiling as he greets Fiona.

Steve Lenton: Hey, WORLD champ. You ready to kick some ass tonight?!

Fiona Rourke: I'm always ready, NEW champ.

Lenton just smiles as he looks at the title strap hung over his shoulder before looking back at Rourke, who grabs the World title off of the bench and looks at it for a few seconds before placing it over her right shoulder, just like Lenton. The two look at each other for a second before beginning to laugh as the Big L has just noticed the Strong Style Seraph is pretty much friendly mocking the way he holds his newly won strap. But, the laughing dies down when a loud knock on the door is heard by the two top champions.

Fiona Rourke: Come in.

The locker room door opens once more and in enters Blake Jones, already dressed in his ring gear and blue, sleeveless EXODUS Sekigun jacket. He stares at his two tag team partners, a frown on his face.

Fiona Rourke: Looks like our third partner has decided to join the party.

Blake Jones: Where are your jackets?

Fiona Rourke: Hello to you too. My jacket's over there. I'll put it on later.

Blake turns to see where Fiona has pointed, then looks back over to the International champion and surveys him, noticing he is also not wearing an EXODUS Sekigun jacket.

Blake Jones: And where might your jacket be?

Steve Lenton: The Big L can't fit in that thing, I tried to fit, couldn't do it. Big L almost bust out of it like a can of Pillsbury biscuit dough!

The World champion, who really could've used a moment from her thoughts about WEAPON and Jon, tried to stifle her laughter as she imagined the Big L trying to put on a jacket, only to rip through it like the Hulk would to any article of clothing he was wearing while being in human mode. But, Blake takes a different reaction than Fiona. Instead of smiling, the Philly Young Gun is scowling as he stares down the Big L.

Blake Jones: I don't think you're funny. I hope you know that. Come out there to fight, not to be that big goofball that you are. You remember? The one that could barely climb a ladder during a tag team match. Keep that one backstage.

Fiona Rourke: Blake, you need to listen. You-

Blake Jones: I need to listen? Do I look like a child to you?

Steve Lenton: Hey, hey, hey, HEY. Chill out young gun, we're not the ones you should be angry at.

Blake Jones: I don't need to chill. Why should EXODUS Sekigun's last option have to chill? Because he isn't even treated like a teammate?

Fiona Rourke: Listen, Blake. You-

Fiona tries to grab Blake by the arm, but he quickly pulls his arm away as he stares down the champion.

Fiona Rourke: You need to take that nonsense out of your head. We treat you like an equal. We have always treated you like an equal.

Blake just scoffs and rolls his eyes as Steve just sighs.

Steve Lenton: Blake, The Big L's said it before and he'll say it again: He considers you the anchor of this team, and he ain't lyin'. We're your friends, NOT your enemy and we sure as Hell ain't pointin' our nose up at you. These belts right here...THIS...is gonna be you someday soon. So why don't we stop gettin' angry at each other...and go out there in front of THOOOOOUSANDS...HERE...in San Diego, and whoop some LEGION ass?! What do you say Blake?!

Blake Jones: Whatever. Just stay the hell out of my way during our match and I'm willing to do the same.

With that, Blake walks over to the locker room door and exits, leaving the two champions in the locker room. Lenton just looks at Rourke and shrugs.

Steve Lenton: Just give'em a moment to breathe, he'll be fine. Just needs to be by himself for a moment.

Fiona Rourke: I hope so. Jon has faith in Blake, so I really hope so.

EXODUS PRO TV EPISODE #11
JUNE 16, 2013
SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA

The crowd is already going insane as "We Can Make the World Stop" by The Glitch Mob is fading out, giving way into something new! A guitar starts to blast through the speakers, along with drums as "The Ocean" by Tonight Alive kicks off the show!



As the chorus kicks in, coming out from the back is....THE EXODUS PRO WORLD CHAMPION, FIONA ROURKE! Clad in a black hoodie with the blue outline of a Blue Lantern logo around the front, with the back reading "#UnbreakableSpirit," Rourke slowly comes down the aisle, slapping a few hands.

Dick Morosi: After a successful V5 defense of the World Title, Fiona Rourke is back in San Diego!

Seth Ericson: She's missing one accessory though...where the hell is Jonathan Collins?

Fiona has taken the slow walk, keeping the hood down as she still slaps a few hands before sliding into the ring, finally giving some life to her appearance by climbing the turnbuckles and pointing at her title, earning herself a respectable amount of applause from the crowd.

Fiona Rourke: How’s everyone feeling tonight?!

She grins, leaning against the middle of the ropes as she looks out into the crowd. The fans are going crazy, cheering and screaming for the Strong Style Seraph, many even beginning to chant her name loudly.

Fiona Rourke: Good! The show tonight is going to be amazing so I’m glad you’re all here with us tonight. I recently got back from a trip to Japan, one of my most favorite places on Earth, and let’s just say it went pretty bad ass…..if I do say so myself.

She smirks, patting the belt resting against her shoulder before she stands straight and begins to pace slowly up and down along the mat.

Fiona Rourke: Now as far as tonight goes, I’m going to make sure that the EXODUS Seikigun is in control and wins the match. My team’s opponents, LEGION, will continue to go down in a blaze of glory….or a blaze of violence rather, because I will not rest until they are defeated completely and the EXODUS Seikigun can rest comfortably basking in their win.

The fans are going crazy at the mention of EXODUS defeating LEGION, chanting lines such as “E-PRO!” and Fiona’s name once again. She smiles, the mic held down to bask in their excitement before she once again begins to speak.

Fiona Rourke: On to the other thing I wanted to talk about tonight. I’m sure many of you are wondering. Ever since Desperate Times occurred, I haven’t heard a word from either that masked man WEAPON or Jonathan Collins himself. This to me is strange, seeing as how I won the chance for him to finally come home and return to EXODUS where he belongs.

The crowd cheers louder at the mention of Jonathan Collins’ name and she smiles, walking back to stand and lean against the middle of the ropes, her eyes staring into the camera.

Fiona Rourke: So, if either one of you is out there tonight watching this right now or listening in right now to the show, I’ve got one thing to say……..we’re all waiting.

The crowd screams louder, agreeing with Fiona’s sentiment as she smiles and nods her head, arms outstretching to show that the fans want him back just as much as she and the Seikigun does.

Fiona Rourke: So please, come back home. Let’s finally finish what they started.

She gives a smile to the camera while "The Ocean" starts all over again, the crowd cheering at her words, just in case he is watching before she drops the mic to the floor then waves to the crowd before sliding out of the ring, making her way back up the ramp to the back.

Not pictured: Jon cursing and sobbing.

Done and done.