05 / 30 / 2020 | State Farm Arena | Atlanta, Georgia

Commentators - Nigel McGuinness, Tony Schiavone, & "Big Poppa Pump" Scott Steiner

Dark Matches
- Apollo Crews (w/ Virgil) def. Sgt. Buddy Lee Parker via Pinfall w/ Spin-out Powerbomb in 3:12
- AZM def. Thunderkitty via Pinfall w/ Flying Double Stomp in 4:19
- Juventud Guerrera def. Harry Smith via Pinfall w/ 450 Splash in 1:18
- Deus Ex Machina (Brian Cage & Sammy Guevara) def. "Fabulous" Chris Rocker & Derrick King via Pinfall w/ Weapon X in 2:01
- Sasha Banks def. Stella Grey via Submission w/ Bank Statement in 00:39
- Beer Money (Bobby Roode & James Storm) def. Sim Snuka & Cliff Compton via Pinfall w/ Glorious Bomb in 5:41
- Zack Sabre, Jr. def. Bill Dundee via Submission w/ Fujiwara Arm Bar in 57:05

SHOCK Showcase Match
Becky Lynch def. Nyla Rose via Submission w/ Dis-Arm-Her in 00:14

We open up on a shot of the backstage area.

We see road agents, stagehands, and a collection of dark match wrestlers wandering around aimlessly, chatting and doing menial tasks. We hear a clomp clomp of footsteps from off-camera. Seconds later, Cube Soldiers walk into the shot with a desk chair and a potted plant. They place them on the floor. The fans boo loudly upon seeing them. Tucor and Dusto Bunny lug a large metallic desk into the the shot and place it in front of the chair and then shuffle away, grunting and chittering at one another.

The brainwashed Abyss drags a large cubicle wall behind the desk. Already hanging on the wall is a large oil painting of Dr. Cube eating ice cream with Kim Jong-un. Dr. Cube walks in from off-camera with his oversized Cube head and blue scrubs. He sits down in the chair behind the desk and clasps his hands together in front of him on the desk, rubber gloves creaking together audibly.

[ Dr. Cube ] Greetings, insignificant humans.

The live crowd boos loudly.

[ Dr. Cube ] It should be no secret to any of you... that I am now your supreme overlord, having vanquished Tom Cruise and usurped The Real Ultimate Power... for MYSELF!

He holds up his gloved hand and noisily clenches his fist.

[ Dr. Cube ] All of my enemies... are GONE!

There's genuine glee in his voice.

[ Dr. Cube ] There is no one left on this plane of existence which can stop me now! With the creation of Dusto Bunny, my army has grown more powerful than ever... the Cube Army is primed to conquer Solid Gold Wrestling and the entire universe surrounding it!

He slams his fist down on the desk.

[ Dr. Cube ] Effective immediately, your reality as you know it is under MY control. First, my Cube Soldiers will be passing out one of my newest concoctions to each of you in the audience tonight, in order to make your more agreeable--

CRASH! The cubicle wall comes down behind Cube as KRIS STATLANDER tackles the brainwashed Abyss through it! Dr. Cube quickly runs off-camera and Statlander steps on Abyss' chest, leaps onto the desk, and flies off... TACKLING CUBE FROM BEHIND! The fans are going wild! However, before Statlander can do anything to Cube, she's torn away from him by Hikaru Shida and Shoko Nakajima! Cube scrambles back to all fours and quickly escapes, laughing maniacally!

Kris Statlander brawls with Shida and Shoko before knocking Shoko down with a stiff forearm! Shida goes down after a knee lift to the mid-section and DDT on the floor before Statlander kips up and... SPEARS A CHARGING NURSE RATCHET TO THE FLOOR! Statlander is on fire!

However, the cheers turn to low, droning boos as Tucor and Dusto Bunny shuffle onto the scene, glaring at Statlander through their cold, dead eyes. Statlander shakes her head.

[ Kris Statlander ] Earthling Floss... what has Dr. Cube done to you?

Finding herself unable to fight what used to be her best friend, Statlander quickly vacates the scene, leaving the entire set a wreck. Shida, Shoko, and Ratchet struggle back to their feet and look on as Statlander escapes. We focus on the disheveled members of the Cube Army as we fade out.

As we come back to ringside, the familiar tone of Adam Cole’s music hits and he appears from the back first with Britt Baker, Arn Anderson, Steve Corino, and Chris Jericho flanking both sides of him, looking like a small army.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Well guys, I guess we know which match is next. Here comes one of the most dominant factions in SGW history, The Origin!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Wit’ Adam Cole bein’ locked in a dog pen two weeks ago and Britt Baker fallin’ victim to Steve Austin, you know there’s goin’ to be a LOT on The Origin’s mind tonight!

The Origin makes their way down the ramp to a chorus of boos and enter inside the ring. Arn Anderson snatches the microphone from Justin Roberts on his way in and then presents it to Cole. Jericho and Corino look towards the ramp as Cole prepares to speak, doing his best to talk over the loud boos coming from the Atlanta crowd.

[ Adam Cole ] What happened to me, to Britt, to The Origin two weeks ago was a travesty.

Britt rubs Adam’s back as he kisses her gently on the forehead.

[ Adam Cole ] We have done nothing but mind our own business and “Stone Cold” Steve Austin has decided to take it upon himself to make our lives a living hell! It’s a shame! A damn shame!

“ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!” chants spread through the arena which brings a smile to Cole's face.

[ Adam Cole ] Why yes, yes he is. I’m glad you people agree.

This draws even more boos in response. Cole pays them no mind at all as he continues.

[ Adam Cole ] Austin, all of this comes to an end at Supremacy. You had your fun two weeks ago and now it’s going to be my turn.

Britt snatches the microphone from Cole.

[ Britt Baker ] The Level We’ve Sunk to Now was a fitting name for the show because you sunk to a new low, Steve. You put your hands on me and you could’ve ended my career!

Cole tries taking the microphone back, but she’s not finished.

[ Britt Baker ] I am a DENTIST, you know?! I’m a role model! I’m everything in life that you are NOT!

Cole manages to wrestle the microphone away from his hot-tempered girlfriend and nods in agreement.

[ Adam Cole ] You laid hands on my girlfriend, you KIDNAPPED me and dragged me to a DOG POUND, leaving me for dead! I hope you’ve had your fun, because payback’s going to be a bitch, Austin. The Origin’s going to get our revenge and it’s going to be oh so sweet when we do! You can ‘win’ all of these little battles that you want. Go for it, make yourself feel young again! All that matters in the end is who wins the war. Look closely at your screen, because you’re lookin’ at the winners! You're nothing more than annoying little gnat flying around. That's how little you truly matter.

He stares into the camera.

[ Adam Cole ] At Supremacy, all of this ends once and for all! You've had your time to shine and those glory days of championship wins and classic moments have long since passed you by. So when I finish you off, I can focus on getting my title back from your buddy Venis and send all of you “legends” off into the sunset, never to be heard from again!

Cole motions to the rest of The Origin.

[ Adam Cole ] The people in this ring, we ARE Solid Gold Wrestling. We are the only ones here who have this company’s future and best intentions in mind. We’ve built this return up from the ground level. We didn’t show up for that WrestleBrawl payday like you, Austin. We -

The Golden Tron comes to life with Austin taking front and center. His head is cocked to the side and he’s fake snoring.

[ Steve Austin ] Aw hell, Adam! My ass done went to sleep waitin’ for you to shut the hell up!

The fans pop at the sight of Austin on the Golden Tron. Cole looks miffed to be interrupted and instructs Jericho and Corino to continue watching the entrance ramp.

[ Steve Austin ] Did ya’ have fun at the dog pound? I thought it was a fittin’ place for ya’ ‘cause you ain’t nothin’ but a SON OF A BITCH!

Huge crowd pop.

[ Steve Austin ] We’re gonna’ have a helluva good time at Supremacy, Adam, ol’ Stone Cold promises you that! But before then, I’m gonna’ walk down to that ring.


[ Steve Austin ] I’m gonna’ take my vest off.


[ Steve Austin ] I’m gonna’ spin Steve Corino’s fat ass around.


[ Steve Austin ] And I’m gonna’ stomp a mudhole in it and walk that sumbitch dry!

The transmission of the screen seems to be shaky. The screen starts cutting in and out, even dividing into pieces at times.

[ Adam Cole ] Looks like Steve’s technology skills are as broken as his wrestling skills!

The shot of Austin is almost as though it’s a broken record, skipping and repeating the same thing over and over again.

[ Steve Austin ] And I’m gonna’ stomp a mudhole in it and walk that sumbitch dry!

[ Steve Austin ] And I’m gonna’ stomp a mudhole in it and walk that sumbitch dry!

[ Steve Austin ] ...that sumbitch dry!

The Golden Tron freezes completely still, giving us one final shot of Austin staring into the camera. The entire Origin laughs and claps.

[ Chris Jericho ] Just like Austin’s entire career! If you say the same thing over and over again, you start to believe it!

[ Adam Cole ] He’s scared STIFF!

[ Chris Jericho ] That’s what the bald headed dipshit gets for interrupting us! How does he think he’s going to beat you at Supremacy?!

The Origin gather in the center of the ring as the fans are antsy with the technical difficulties of the Golden Tron.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Ladies and gentlemen, our apologies. We are working to resolve the production issues as quickly as we can.

The Golden Tron goes black and a countdown clock appears on it, seemingly beginning the rebooting process of the screen.

[ Steve Corino ] Cut the crap, Steve! We’re ready for you now! Come on down to the ring and lets get this thing started. Your little attempt to hijack our moment, AGAIN, has failed miserably! Almost as miserable as your entire career!

Corino high fives Cole and hands the microphone back to Cole. Before Cole can say a word, STEVE AUSTIN APPEARS FROM THE CROWD! HE COMES IN FROM BEHIND THE ORIGIN AND SLIDES INTO THE RING WITH A STEEL CHAIR! Baker and Cole scramble with Arn out of the ring and Jericho eats a big steel chair shot to the head!


[ Tony Schiavone ] The Origin had the ring guarded and they let their guard down!

Austin clotheslines Jericho over the top rope and Corino blasts him from behind. Corino is beating down Austin and rips his vest off and begins strangling him with it. Rick Knox rushes down from the back and tries restoring some order.

[ Tony Schiavone ] These two were set to compete in a match tonight but it looks like it’s going on right now!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Rick Knox has yet to signal for the bell, but it does appear that way!

Austin kicks Corino low and gets to his feet. The two start trading right hands back and forth, neither getting an advantage on the other until Corino rakes the eyes of Austin. Knox calls for the bell and the match has begun!

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 30:00

Corino sends Austin against the ropes but Austin flies back and hits a Lou Thesz Press! Austin punches Corino until Knox pulls him off. Austin then backs Corino into the corner and starts delivering stiff boots to his midsection, dropping Corino to the mat. Austin gives him the double birds and then some more boots!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Stone Cold is walking the mudhole dry!

Corino grabs the front of Austin’s tights and yanks him forward, sending him colliding with the turnbuckle pad. Corino uses the opportunity to roll Austin up for a pin with his feet on the ropes! One, two, Austin kicks out! Corino stands over Austin and crashes down on his back, then applies a Camel Clutch while raking the eyes.


[ Nigel McGuinness ] Thank you for that piece of analysis.

Corino rolls off and starts stomping on Austin’s neck, knowing the SGW Hall of Famer’s weak spot. Corino picks Austin up, OLD SCHOOL EXPULSION! One, two, kick out! Corino huffs and covers him again. One, two, kick out! After a third attempt, Austin kicks out again and springs up to his feet. Right hand! Right hand! Corino rakes the eyes and stops the assault. Small package! Austin rolls over and forces Corino to kick out! Back to their feet, Corino catches Austin’s kick attempt and spins Austin around, back body drop! Corino poses to the crowd, collecting boos.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Steve Corino needs to capitalize on this situation and try to win the match!

Corino turns back to Austin but he isn’t there. Corino turns around and Austin stands right behind him. Corino realizes he’s messed up, but it’s too late! Middle finger, boot to the gut, STONE COLD STUNNER! Corino flops over himself upon impact and Jericho springs to the apron but Austin knocks him off!

Cole and Britt Baker remain on the floor, not interfering. Corino tries to push himself back up off the mat and Austin notices in time and stalks his prey. STONE COLD STUNNER! Austin covers and it’s academic - one, two, three! Austin wins!


Austin forgets about the wildcard in Britt Baker, who yanks the chair out of Austin’s hands, allowing Arn Anderson to come in quick enough and plant Austin with a Spinebuster! Like a pack of dogs, Jericho, Corino, Cole, Baker, and Arn kick and stomp away on Austin. Arn throws Rick Knox out of the ring as The Origin plan their next move.

Corino picks Austin up and Jericho hits the Judas Effect Elbow, sending Austin back down! Cole grabs the steel chair and warps it over Austin’s back with a solid shot. The bell is ringing but there’s no stopping The Origin’s assault. Corino picks Austin up, STIFF LARIAT! That one nearly took Austin’s jaw off!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Gentlemen, this is what happens when you have strength in numbers!

[ Tony Schiavone ] We’re witnessing a mugging!

Corino and Jericho grab Austin by the arms and forces his head up. Cole bends down and starts creaming in Austin’s face, “THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR HUMILIATING ME! FOR HUMILIATING BRITT! WE ARE THE ORIGIN AND WE OWN YOU!” Cole slaps Austin’s face, but Austin spits a wad of bloody spit in Cole’s face. Cole wipes it off his cheek and boots Austin in the face, busting his nose open! Cole forces Jericho and Corino to hold Austin back up, LAST SHOT FROM COLE! The knee to the back of the head drops Austin in a heap. Corino lays the bent chair on the mat and places Austin’s head in between the seat and back and goes to the middle rope.

[ Scott Steiner ] THIS FAT ASS IS GONNA’ KILL ‘EM!

Before Corino can dive, here’s D-Von Dudley, Lance Storm, Stevie Ray, and a host of other road agents. They hit the ring and Storm dives on top of Austin to protect him as D-Von and Stevie block Corino from finishing Austin off once and for all.

[ Tony Schiavone ] It took long enough but thank God for the road agents breaking this up and saving Steve Austin from a career-ending injury!

The Origin exit the ring, completely satisfied with themselves. Cole takes an extra moment to soak in the destruction that’s been caused before Arn escorts him away from the ringside area. Medics now enter the ring and start tending to Austin, who shoves them all away, wanting to get back up on his own accord. Supremacy is going to carry a little extra intensity in two weeks after this brutal post-match assault on Steve Austin. The Origin has upped the ante in this feud and nobody is safe!

We head backstage where we see Kevin Nash and "Diamond" Dallas Page hanging out in Nash's personal dressing room. Nash is lounging on a couch with the SGW Elevation Championship resting on the side table next to it. Nash wears a sly grin as he takes a drink from a bottle of beer.

[ Kevin Nash ] I'm tellin' you, brother... of all the crazy stuff I saw at the Broken Skull Ranch, that little Asian piece with the electric bat...

Nash gifts us with a chef's kiss.

[ Dallas Page ] Jesus, Kev.

[ Kevin Nash ] Hey, don't give me that shit. Big Sexy cards at the door--

The door to the dressing room flies open and Val Venis walks inside with the SGW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. Page pats Venis on the back as he walks in but Venis doesn't look amused. He glares right at Nash.

[ Val Venis ] What the hell were you thinking?

Nash looks confused and takes a drink.

[ Kevin Nash ] I try not to think as much as possible so you're gonna have to be a little more specific.

Venis removes the championship from his shoulder and tosses it on the couch, pointing at Nash.

[ Val Venis ] You know exactly what I'm talkin' about, big man. Jimmy Havoc. The Broken Skull Ranch... you got involved where you had no business--

Nash huffs and stands up, cutting Venis off.

[ Kevin Nash ] No business? I had no business stickin' that guy after what he did to me? Need I remind you, Val... that he jumped me because of this!

Nash points toward Page, Venis, and then himself.

[ Kevin Nash ] Because of what WE got, brother!

Page looks from Venis to Nash and back again, not wanting this to get anymore heated than it already is.

[ Kevin Nash ] Plantin' his pasty white ass in the mat in the middle of nowhere Texas was the absolute least I could do. That's called a receipt.

[ Val Venis ] There's no telling how this is gonna escalate now.

[ Kevin Nash ] Not my problem.

[ Dallas Page ] Guys, you both need to chill--

[ Kevin Nash ] I'm not gonna let that gangly little midget do what he did to me and get away with it. These new kids on the block gotta learn the hard way sometimes. He learned that you don't cross Big Sexy. Maybe if you stood up and took matters into your own hands more often, the guys around here would show you a little more respect.

[ Dallas Page ] That's enough!

[ Val Venis ] You might be right... but you should've at least run your plan past the rest of us. When it comes to Jimmy Havoc, your actions affect all of us.

Nash looms over Val, looking right down into his eyes.

[ Kevin Nash ] Then I suggest you do this company a favor and put an end to that punk once and for all at Supremacy.

[ Val Venis ] That's the plan.

[ Kevin Nash ] Good.

Nash reaches down and picks up the Elevation Championship.

[ Kevin Nash ] Because after I defend this thing for the last time at Supremacy... I'm cashin' it in and I aim to see the Big Valbowski standin' across the ring from me. The Vegas Connection explodes... or somethin'.

[ Val Venis ] I'd love nothing more.

[ Dallas Page ] Right on, guys. So we're cool?

Venis and Nash shake hands.

[ Val Venis ] Hell yeah, we're cool.

The door opens up again and Chavo Guerrero, Jr. walks inside. He immediately begins shaking hands with everyone in the room.

[ Dallas Page ] What's up, Chavo?

Chavo gestures toward Nash.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] I'm actually here to talk to Big Kev about his title defense at Supremacy--

[ Kevin Nash ] Yeah, I already got that figured out

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Sweet-- wait, what? What do you mean you've got it figured out? I've been racking my brain with the championship committee for days to figure out who you're defending against and we decided--

[ Kevin Nash ] That's cool and all, brother, but there's been a change of plans. I'm gonna defend against that guy that's chanting out front with the bullhorn. That thing is irritating as shit, right?

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Oh, hey... yeah, about that. That's David Starr. He's not a contracted talent, Kev. You can't defend an official SGW championship against him... not on pay-per-view... not at all, really, but definitely not on pay-per-view.

[ Kevin Nash ] So, what's your back-up plan, then?

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] For your opponent?

[ Kevin Nash ] No. What's your back-up plan for when I decide to no-show your big pay-per-view title match because you didn't wanna negotiate with a main event player?

Chavo scratches his head.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Well... I mean... we haven't really thought--

[ Kevin Nash ] My point, exactly.

Nash pats Chavo on the shoulder.

[ Kevin Nash ] Book the match, Chavito.

Chavo shakes his head.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Fine... but no one is gonna be happy about this.

[ Kevin Nash ] That sounds like a "you" problem.

Without another word, Chavo walks out of the room, leaving the Vegas Connection alone once again. Val looks at Nash and shakes his head, disappointed.

[ Val Venis ] Jesus, Kev.

Nash falls back on the couch with the Elevation Championship still on his shoulder. He looks at the SGW World Heavyweight Championship lying on the cushion where Venis tossed it earlier.

[ Kevin Nash ] It's a shame I'm gonna be vacating this thing at Supremacy. All of three of us walking out of the PPV as champions would've been a helluva thing. Gonna be real interesting seeing which one of us ends up with this beaut, though.

Venis reaches down and picks up the championship.

[ Val Venis ] Yeah. Real interesting.


Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 30:00

Jinny is at ringside with the SGW Women's World Championship over her shoulder. With her head held high in the air, she stares down her nose as she watches the match in front of her. Deonna Purrazzo starts the match with Aliyah and the match is steady back and forth with Deonna doing the work, keeping Aliyah off a step with her superior technical prowess.

[ Tony Schiavone ] This is our first time seeing the Highers in action after months of seeing them as Jinny's muscle during her title defenses!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] You're correct, Tony. It's time to see if the followers can prove as dominant as their fearless leader!

Deonna maintains an advantage, dragging Aliyah into her corner in a wristlock before tagging in Leva Bates. Bates shoots Aliyah off and goes for a clothesline but Aliyah ducks it and catches Leva with a hairmare, ripping her down to the mat. Aliyah quickly tags in Vanessa Borne and the Highers go to work, dominating Leva Bates and giving her nothing.

[ Tony Schiavone ] After the comments made by Jinny two weeks ago, you know Deonna Purrazzo and Leva Bates are looking to make a statement. They want to prove Jinny wrong and get their names in the discussion for a future title shot!

[ Scott Steiner ] Well, this blue haired dildo ain't doin' too good a fuckin' job at it! She needs to tag Malenko with tits back in or this shit's gonna go south real quick!

And go south, it does! Within a minute of tagging into the match, Aliyah and Borne dump Leva on her head with a sloppy double suplex before Aliyah knocks Deonna off the apron, allowing Borne to finish off Leva Bates cleanly with the REGALPLEX, all on her head and neck! Borne covers! One! Two! Three!


Once the bell has sounded, Jinny takes a microphone from Justin Roberts and climbs into the ring. Leva Bates is lying still in the middle of the ring. Jinny plants her heel on Leva's back and looks down at her championship lovingly before raising the microphone.

[ Jinny ] Good effort, ladies. Very impressive.

Aliyah smiles proudly. Jinny rolls her eyes.

[ Jinny ] This is exactly what I'm talking about. It's bad enough that the locker room is filled with ugly, fashion challenged gashes... but the so-called competition can't even get past my House of Highers.

Jinny scoffs.

[ Jinny ] Pathetic.

There's a small pop as Deonna Purrazzo slides into the ring and goes after Jinny but quickly gets tackled by both Highers and taken down to the mat! Aliyah and Borne put the boots to Deonna and then trash can her to the outside. Jinny looks disgusted.

[ Jinny ] Stupid bitch.

She returns to addressing the fans, holding up the championship.

[ Jinny ] I am the longest reigning champion of any kind in the entire history of Solid Gold Wrestling. There is no one who has proven worthy of earning a shot... at the most prestigious championship in this company.

A smile creeps across her face.

[ Jinny ] And if this is the quality of talent in this division going forward... it's going to bloody well stay that way.

Jinny drops the microphone on Leva's back and exits the ring with the Highers in tow. We watch Jinny and the Highers leave up the ramp as we fade out.

A luxury bus.

Sasha Banks scrolls through her iPhone without a care in the world as Bayley is seated adjacent to her with her and Sasha’s dogs on either side of her. The awkward silence fills the room as Sasha pays the camera no attention until Bayley brings it up.

[ Bayley ] Hey uh, Sas?

Sasha begrudgingly looks up in a huff.

[ Sasha Banks ] What is it Bayley?

[ Bayley ] The camera…

Sasha turns and looks in front of her, somehow not noticing it being in front of her this entire time. She tosses her phone down and grabs both Twinstar title belts and wraps them around her shoulders.

[ Sasha Banks ] Oh, I wasn’t expecting you.

She smiles as sarcasm oozes off of her words.

[ Sasha Banks ] Welcome to my private bus. It’s where I control who I interact with and it keeps me way more than six feet from the filth that resides outside the door. I requested this time because I have bad news for you all.

Sasha wipes a nonexistent tear from her eye.

[ Sasha Banks ] Wow, oh my God. This is going to be so tough for you all.

Bayley puts his hand on Sasha’s thigh but Sasha slaps it off.

[ Sasha Banks ] As you all know, we’re not booked tonight. To add more fuel to the fire, I’ve been thinking about things, and you know, I think we’re going to take Supremacy off as well.

A deep breath to collect herself.

[ Sasha Banks ] It’s like this, there’s simply no contenders left. I’ve heard the rumors. I’ve seen the Committee scramble backstage trying to figure out who to put against us after what we did to Lightning Star.

[ Bayley ] Suck it, sheep! We’re never wrestling again!

[ Sasha Banks ] Bayley. No.

Sasha disapprovingly shakes her head at her best friend.

[ Sasha Banks ] This is my time.

[ Bayley ] Oh.

[ Sasha Banks ] We are never defending these titles again until there’s real competition available. Besides, I have a guaranteed contract. I get paid the same whether I’m inside that ring or I’m sitting on my luxury bus Tweeting to my stans while the rest of the roster slaves away for peanuts and crumbs.

Sasha cocks an eyebrow as Bayley gazes towards her.

[ Sasha Banks ] God. It’s wonderful being rich and fed. SGW has finally realized who calls the shots around here, and you’re looking at her!

A knock on the bus’ door. Before either Sasha or Bayley can see who it is, Trish Stratus appears, taking them both back.

[ Sasha Banks ] Excuse me?

[ Trish Stratus ] Oh, yeah, right.. Sorry for interrupting ladies.

Before Sasha can respond, Trish cuts her off.

[ Trish Stratus ] Saw your promo and you’re right, we’ve been scrambling to find you two an opponent for Supremacy and it looked like you were getting the show off.

Sasha gulps.

[ Trish Stratus ] But now, well, be sure to tell the bus driver to get you gals to Orlando in two weeks because you have a title defense. Whether it’s fate, divine intervention, or whatever you want to call it, we have you an opponent.

Trish sports an sly smirk,

[ Trish Stratus ] Dakota Kai is cleared for action and Team Kick is getting their rematch against you two at Supremacy!

[ Bayley ] WHAT?!

Trish gives them a thumbs up as Sasha and Bayley turn white as a ghost.

[ Trish Stratus ] Cool bus, Sasha.

Trish leaves as the camera moves over to a close shot of Sasha, whose eyes are filled with tears and her mouth is twisted down in despair. Bayley wraps her arms around her as the sobbing begins legitimately this time.

[ Bayley ] We got this! We got this! Don’t worry, Sasha. I promise you.

Sasha’s heavily applied black mascara streaks down her face as the tears continue flowing. Her safe space was invaded by Trish Stratus and big news was dropped right in her lap. We have ourselves a Twinstar Title match at Supremacy with Team Kick coming back for revenge!

Referee - Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit - 30:00

Senior Official Aubrey Edwards calls for the opening bell, getting this matchup of two debuting bulls going with a bang. Both Holliday and Lee rush to center ring, tying up emphatically. Holliday takes the edge first, sneaking into a top wristlock and transitioning seamlessly into a side headlock to much applause from Maxwell Jacob Friedman on the floor.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Fans, MJF is situated at ringside and you’ve got to wonder if he’ll play a part in this contest…

Nigel McGuinness kisses kayfabe goodbye and buries his face in his hands as Lee lifts and tosses Holliday three feet away, breaking the headlock with a little bit of good ole’ fashioned American power. Holliday is unimpressed until he dashes forward and eats a shoulder tackle for his trouble! Lee is on the move, taking a bounce from the nearest set of ropes and charging over Holliday, who crosses and is up! Leapfrog from Holliday, Lee’s under; Lee dead-stops and lifts Holliday overhead with a Military Press!

[ Scott Steiner ] Now we’re talkin’!

Lee, smirking to himself, takes a few steps forward and tosses Holliday over the ropes, where MJF lovingly runs and catches his friend, taking them both to the floor in a heap! As the Dynasty recovers, Friedman is up, sliding into the ring like a blazing flame, but Keith Lee acts as a metaphorical fire hose, clotheslining the attempted interference over the top rope and back to the floor! Holliday’s revenge strike, however, is successful, popping the Limitless Lee with an overhead double axe handle, stunning him.

The rich Richard Holliday, sometimes referred to colloquially as ‘Richie’, begins keeping Lee grounded with a rear chin lock and drops a knee to damage the Limitless grappler. Lee begins working to his knees, but Holliday is right there with big fists, keeping his opponent under his thumb. Holliday charges, hitting the far ropes and smacking Lee with a single-leg dropkick. He makes the cover, only drawing a one count. A subsequent cover earns an even lesser count and Holliday smacks the mat, then Lee, in frustration. Lee doesn’t take the smacking as well as the mat, lashing out with a stiff kick to the side of the head from his back.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Lee’s firing back here, guys!

Holliday immediately goes to his ear to inspect potential damage, but Lee is up, hurling him across the ring into the ropes, then popping him up and into a Samoan Drop upon his return! Lee kips up, electrifying the Atlanta crowd and looks over his shoulder at Holliday, recovering to his feet. The Most Marketable Man in Wrestling charges, but Lee puts him back to the canvas with a dropkick, following it with a big boy senton, smashing the air from Holliday’s lungs and earning a two count.

As Holliday begins making his way back to his feet, Lee remains crouched, waiting like a lion for his prey to step into the sunlight to execute as Maxwell Jacob Friedman leaps onto the apron, readying a pair of brass knuckles on his fist!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What in the world is MJF doing now?! He has no business up there!

Edwards begins reprimanding MJF, demanding he steps down or risk disqualification for his Dynasty-mate Holliday, but Lee finally takes notice and steps to the scene, gently pushing Edwards away as MJF throws his cocked fist towards Lee’s face!

But Lee catches it and throws his own fist, sending Friedman soaring from the apron! Lee apologies briefly to Edwards before catching an approaching Holliday mid-run and launching him into the air, snatching him again and driving him into the mat with a beautiful Spirit Bomb! Holliday’s stacked high onto the back of his neck as Lee keeps the cover applied and earns the ONE-TWO-THREE!


As Lee rolls off the mat, Friedman is already on him, pounding away with fist after fist after fist! Holliday eventually joins him, both of them lifting Lee and shooting him into the far ropes – double clothesline! – DUCKED! – Lee hits the ropes and nails his own double clothesline! Holliday is down, but Friedman is up, looking for more!


Lee hoists Friedman up to his shoulders, looking for the Big Bang Catastrophe – but Holliday pulls him off, the pair of them rolling through the ropes and to the floor, quickly scooting up the ramp and away from the rampaging Limitless One! At his behest, Justin Roberts gives the microphone to Lee, who speaks solemnly.

[ Keith Lee ] Hey, hey now! Where’ya going, guys? We’re just gettin’ started here!

Atlanta loves it and roars in support as Holliday shushes them, waving his hands angrily.

[ Keith Lee ] I ain’t sweatin’ it, though – because I know good and damn well that you’ll be in the building sucking up to somebody in Orlando, MJF…Holliday…so let’s make something of that, huh?

Atlanta cheers again as MJF cocks his head, not sure Lee is saying what he’s saying.

[ Keith Lee ] That’s right, Burberry – I’m challenging your punk asses for Supremacy!

MJF throws his hands up, to the side of his face in cartoonish shock before waving it off and laughing to Holliday as Atlanta boos voraciously.

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] Wow, Keith, you fit in perfectly here in Atlanta…all one big happy family of overweight, greasy losers who wish their lives were anywhere near as good as mine – and news flash to the A-T-L – they’re N-O-T!

Lee frowns, unamused with MJF as Holliday claps his associate on the back, egging him on.

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] And I really hate to burst your stupid little bubble, Keith, but I’m already on the card for Supremacy, pal – no surprise, considering I’m the biggest and brightest star in Solid Gold Wrestling – so I won’t be slumming it up with the likes of you, I’ll be winning the Gold Rush match and putting my name in the history books where it belongs as the first SGW Intercontinental Champion in years!

Atlanta boos – they’d rather see Julio Jones traded than see MJF with that championship.

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] So Keith, it’s TBSS for you, hoss – IT ISN’T HAPPENING!

As Friedman and Holliday laugh to themselves, Lee smirks, nodding his head.

[ Keith Lee ] Hey, fair enough, kid. Fair enough…

Friedman quickly snaps out of laughter, taking a measure of anger with Lee’s talking down.

[ Keith Lee ] You know, though – that’s a great idea, isn’t it? A Gold Rush Match…to determine…the first SGW Intercontinental Champion for over ten years…hmmm…

Atlanta is roaring as Friedman’s eyes grow wide and he starts shaking his head no.

[ Keith Lee ] …well, Max, it’s decided! Keith Lee…will ALSO compete in the Gold Rush Match at Supremacy in Orlando!

Huge pop. The ATL loves Keith Lee. MJF and Richard Holliday are far less pleased.

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] No! No, no, no! That can’t happen! You’re not good enough for that mat—

[ Keith Lee ] Shut up, Max. Just shut up! All this talking…all this posturing…all the games…they’re through. At Supremacy, kid, you’re giving me a great gift, because the only thing better than Keith Lee beating Maxwell Jacob Friedman at Supremacy…will be KEITH LEE BEATING MJF AT SUPREMACY AND WALKING AWAY AS THE SGW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION!

Lee passes the mic to Justin Roberts and climbs the turnbuckles, throwing up his hands as his music blares over the speakers.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Wow! I think MJF and Richard Holliday may have bitten off a bit more than they bargained for chewing here, best buddy!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Tony, I think you combined maybe four clichés into one, there, but nevertheless, the sloppily-made point is sound – Keith Lee is coming for MJF at Supremacy!

MJF’s beet red and swearing inaudibly on the stage as Keith Lee nods, closing his eyes slowly and pointing a finger high into the air as we fade.

A tight shot of a pale face with closed eyes on a black backdrop. The eyes, seen closely enough to see even the tiniest skin wrinkles on the lids, open after a moment.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] I can’t shake sumpin’ you said, Venis…

The camera slowly zooms out – as in, painfully slowly. Inching away.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] …you said…’no one’…

Still panning out incredibly slowly.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] …’like…me’…has evah been…SGW Champion befor’…and it…won’t happen on YOUR watch…

The slow zoom continues as Havoc closes his eyes and they flutter slightly.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] The fans…they embraced me, mate. They watched as I took on the Origin cunts and earned this championship match, but now? Now there’s some sorta shift, innit? I can see them…rejecting me again.

He opens his eyes. They’re chilling and pierce the screen.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] No matta’. Only approval I need’s my own and I know…Venis, I know you’re never going to show me the proper respect I deserve. I don’t know why, either, because you’d have to be a daft bloke not to see what I’m doin’ here, Val.

The zoom slowly rolls on and peaks over Havoc’s nose.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] I’ve taken out Dallas Page…I took out Kevin Nash…and Venis, I’m gunna make it a bloody Vegas Connection hat trick come Supremacy. Listen to me, Venis, listen carefully…

The zoom progresses still to show Havoc is wearing his spiked-and-studded leather face mask.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] It will be bloody. You will bleed. You…will…suffer. And sure, mate, maybe fuckin’ Nash did get one over on me Saturday, din’he? He caused me to lose to a little bloody girl last Saturday, but the way I see it, he’s only done his mate – and hisself – a right disservice…because now, I’m pissed off, Val.

Havoc’s axe slowly rises into the frame, in front of his face. He turns it slightly to reflect the light off the freshly sharpened blade.

[ Jimmy Havoc ] …so that’s some sorta bad omen for you, innit, Val? Because I plan to use this axe here to run your blood across the streets of Orlando, old man…and then I’m gunna shatter the whole damn glass ceiling this company’s left you to hold up like BLOODY FUCKIN’ ATLAS! And Val, listen carefully, because this one’s a real treat – I’m gonna become the first Solid Gold Wrestling Champion…”like me”…and there ain’t nuthin’ you can do to stop me.

The camera zooms out in a zip to show Havoc’s wearing a white suit, spattered top-to-bottom with blood. He re-grips the axe and closes his eyes as the camera fixes back to his eyes again in another rapid zoom.

Havoc’s eyes close.


As we come to the backstage area, we find ourselves in The Origin’s dressing room with Steve Corino pressing an ice pack against the back of his neck looking worse for wear. Chris Jericho paces back and forth, rubbing his hands together looking proud of himself.

[ Chris Jericho ] That son of a bitch Austin had it coming! That wasn’t even the tip of the iceberg of what he deserves.

It’s almost as though the brutal assault of Austin has given him new life.

[ Chris Jericho ] Steve, you made the sacrifice of all sacrifices in the match but we made up for it by kicking his ass afterwards! That’s how you make a statement!

Jericho slaps Corino on his sore neck

[ Steve Corino ] Ow! Hey! My neck is killing me, you dick!

[ Chris Jericho ] Suck it up, Steve-O! We made Austin pay for everything he’s done to us and let the rest of SGW know The Origin isn’t something to mess with!

Jericho throws his arms in the air and inhales deeply before exclaiming loudly.

[ Chris Jericho ] ORIGIN!

Corino sighs as Jericho’s jubilance is obviously getting on his nerves.

[ Steve Corino ] We’re just one big happy family.

[ Chris Jericho ] You could say that. Especially now that Uncle Chris is in the mix! You guys were a dangerous bunch, but look at how things have gone since I joined up! Supremacy is going to be a night SGW will never forget!

Corino slings his ice pack to the side and stands up.

[ Steve Corino ] Funny you should mention Supremacy.

Corino faces Jericho and the mood in the room changes quickly.

[ Steve Corino ] I heard you have yourself booked for a match.

[ Chris Jericho ] You heard correctly.

[ Steve Corino ] ...In the same match I’M IN! That Intercontinental title is mine, Jericho! Gold Rush 3 is my match!

Jericho presses his hands against Corino’s chest to create some distance.

[ Chris Jericho ] Hold on, Steve. I can explain.

Obviously buying himself some time, Jericho backs up.

[ Chris Jericho ] Don’t take it the wrong way, but consider it as insurance for The Origin. One way or another, The Origin comes out on top. Even though it’ll most likely be me.

Jericho remains defiant.

[ Chris Jericho ] After all, I’m going to win the six-pack challenge tonight and enter the Gold Rush match last. You know, like the true main eventer that I am.

He tries a quick save.

[ Chris Jericho ] But uh, hey! Hey! You could win too! It’s not completely out of the realm of possibility!

[ Steve Corino ] You’re right. Because that belt is MINE!

[ Chris Jericho ] Yours, mine, potato-po-tat-tow, am I right? As long as it belongs to The Origin, what it matter? But we can both agree that it'll look better around my waist.

Corino isn’t in agreement.

[ Steve Corino ] I’m glad you’re in The Origin and taking up the cause, but there’s a pecking around here.

Jericho scoffs and rolls his eyes.

[ Chris Jericho ] Steve-O, once I win the Intercontinental title at Supremacy, I’m going to be the centerpiece of The Origin… Like I deserve to be!

[ Steve Corino ] “Centerpiece?”

[ Chris Jericho ] I didn’t stutter. So while all of you are busy fighting Steve Austin and the other dipshits in this company, I’ll be collecting gold and getting the attention I deserve!

The camera pans back to the entrance of the dressing room.

Uh oh.

Dr. Britt Baker is seen eavesdropping with her arms crossed and an enraged look slapped across her face. It appears that she has heard every bit of Corino and Jericho’s presumed-private conversation about Supremacy and Jericho's mentioning of a new centerpiece is not sitting well with her. With her doing everything in her power to bite her tongue and remain hidden, the camera switches back to ringside.

Referee - Mike Chioda | Time Limit - 30:00

All four men hit the ground running as soon as the bell sounded, with all four men colliding in the middle of the ring, trading blows back and forth as Mike Chioda loses control of the match right off the bat! The Best Friends pounce first, proving why they are the number one contenders to the championships. The fighting is going back and forth until, finally, getting the upper hand is Steen and Generico, breaking off into pairs and spreading out in the ring. The number one contenders are fighting back, but the newest team in SGW are looking to waste no time in this one.

[ Tony Schiavone ] El Generico and Kevin Steen are looking to make an impact in their SGW debut, taking out the number one contenders!

[ Scott Steiner ] I don’t even know what the fuck stands before me! A white man in a mask! A fat boy! These idiots with their little dog, Pockets, in their corner. It’s a joke!

El Generico clotheslines Chuck Taylor over the top rope and goes to the corner while Kevin Steen body slams Trent? and picks him back up and snapmares him to the mat. Steen wrenches on his neck, twisting it sideways. With Trent? fighting to the ropes, Steen keeps a tight clamp on the hold, not letting him go anywhere. Chuck is slapping on the turnbuckle, trying to will his partner to make a tag with the fans support getting louder. To put a stop to this, Steen SPITS IN TRENT'S MOUTH!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Oh my God!


Trent? gags and puts his foot on the rope, breaking the hold and seeking shelter from the storm in the corner. Chuck Taylor is doubled over on the apron, dry heaving. Steen charges but Orange Cassidy rolls into the ring, standing in between Steen and Trent?. Steen demands Cassidy move, but he’s going nowhere. Cassidy softly kicks Steen’s chin. And again. Orange Cassidy then takes a step back as the fans scream “OoOoooOooooh” in unison, sweet heel kick! Steen kicks Cassidy in the gut and goes for the Package Piledriver but Cassidy won’t remove his hands from his pockets! Chuck Taylor finds his way back in and drops Steen from behind. Here’s El Generico! OLÉ KICK TO TAYLOR!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Things are breaking down again!

Trent? comes out of the corner, HALF AND HALF ON GENERICO! HALF AND HALF ON STEEN! He covers, one, two, kick out! Steen spits in Trent’s face and knocks the headband off of him. Trent pauses and looks down at the fallen headband as the fans are in shock. The distraction is enough for Generico to hit a drive by Ole Kick! Generico drags Trent? to the corner and sits him on the top turnbuckle and climbs up with him. He’s going for the Brainbuster, but Trent? fights back and knocks Generico down. Here’s Steen! The two trade fists on the ropes until Trent? hooks Steen’s head, TORNADO DDT OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This is it!

We don’t even know who the legal man is anymore with the bodies flying everywhere, but Trent? goes for the cover and Chioda starts the count. Kick out at 2.999!

[ Tony Schiavone ] That Tornado DDT might have been the boost the number one contenders needed!

Trent? tags Chuck and Steen slips through their grip, making the tag to El Generico. Generico comes in and hits a Blue Thunder Bomb on Trent?! Michinoku Driver on Chuck! The tide has turned back to the favor of Steen and Generico! He throws his hand in the air and proclaims, “OLÉ!” Steen yells at him to get back on track, but he turns around to see both Best Friends up. Double kick to the gut. Double suplex! Steen is in and Trent? pulls down the top rope and Steen flies over it to the outside! Trent grabs Generico and Taylor goes up top, STRONG ZERO!

HERE’S V.E.N.O.M.! Low-Ki and Ilja Dragunov hit the ring and immediately throws Generico out of the ring and turns their focus to the Best Friends! TORPEDO MOSCOW TO TRENT?! KI-KRUSHER TO CHUCK TAYLOR!


Dragunov drags Chuck Taylor on top of Trent? as Low-Ki ascends to the top rope, but here’s Orange Cassidy! He comes off the top rope on the side and lands on top of Dragunov! He kips up with his hands in his pockets, standing between Low-Ki and his friends. Low-Ki drops drop and faces him. Orange Cassidy then makes a terrible, terrible mistake.

He softly kicks Low-Ki’s shin. ROLLING KICK FROM LOW-KI! Orange Cassidy’s aviators fly off his head as he lands on the mat unconscious! Chuck and Trent? are back up and they start trading blows with V.E.N.O.M.! Finally, two weeks before Supremacy, they are getting a measure of revenge on the Tag Team Champions!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Wait a second! What in.. the hell?

HERE’S TEAM TREMENDOUS IN A POLICE CAR! “Sound of da’ Police” by KRS-One hits in the background and the scene is now surreal. Carr and Barry step out of the car in full riot gear - helmets, vests, tactical pants and shirts, carrying riot shields and nightsticks! The visors of their helmets are down and they charge at the ring.



[ Tony Schiavone ] Scotty, it is. This is live on SGW OnDemand!


Team Tremendous hits the ring wide open and floor Low-Ki and Ilja Dragunov with nightsticks! With both of them down, they start beating Low-Ki repeatedly with the sticks! Dan Barry reaches into one of the pockets on his pants and pulls out a can of pepper spray! He blasts Low-Ki and Ilja Dragunov both in the face while Bill Carr connects more nightstick shots to the ribs! The music is still blasting in the background during this, reminiscent of the days of New Jack and the Gangstas!

Chuck Taylor and Trent? help Orange Cassidy back up and are flabbergasted by the sight unfolding in front of their eyes. With Team Tremendous finishing with V.E.N.O.M., they take their helmets off and look to Best Friends. Chuck steps forward with a big smile on his face and offers a handshake, thanking them for the help. PEPPER SPRAY TO THE EYES! Trent? gets blasted too for his troubles! They turn to Orange Cassidy but his sunglasses blocks the blast! Giving up on him, they turn back to Best Friends and knock them down with nightstick shots!


[ Nigel McGuinness ] For once, Tony, you’re not lyin’! This is quite the sight!

Dan Barry gets a microphone and the fans are LOSING it. He stands on the hood of the police car outside the ring, the blue lights flashing repeatedly.

[ Dan Barry ] V.E.N.O.M., you can do whatever you wanna’ do to those idiots in the ring, but if you want to take our belts AND taint our donuts, then you sons of bitches are best to prepare for a FIGHT!

Huge crowd pop!


Bill Car crawls up on the hood of the car and gets to his feet with the help of Barry.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] What a moment! The forma’ Tag Team Champions are lookin’ for redemption, and goin’ into Supremacy, they look ready to go!

The music is still playing in the background, having never stopped, only starting over once it ended. Carr and Barry spin their nightsticks around, playing to the fans as their Supremacy opponents clutch their pepper spray-filled-eyes.

Backstage, Ruby Riott is stomping down the hallway, clearly looking for one of the many antagonists who have plagued her over the last few months in Solid Gold Wrestling. Eventually she rounds a corner, rolls her eyes and slowly stalks ahead, where she comes upon…

[ Juventud Guerrera ] ¡Oi! Ruby, baby! Chu’ saw my video, huh? I’m so glad you cam—

[ Ruby Riott ] No. No. No. Nope. Stop it, right now.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Well, baby, I mean, I don’t guess you’ve CAME yet, right?

Juventud laughs rubbing his abs as Ruby rolls her eyes and pushes on.

[ Ruby Riott ] You imbecilic jackass, you KNOW that you had absolutely no right to show your face at the Broken Skull Ranch last week. You KNOW I can handle myself, and yet, you continue to stick your nose in my damn business!

Uncharacteristic silence. A smile cracks across Juvi’s face as he looks back and forth for a moment, then speaks.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Listen, baby, I think you’d enjoy it a lot more if I was stickin’ somethin’ other than my nose in your business, Ruby!

Atlanta gives a big reaction mixed of cheers, boos, and primarily groans and Ruby jabs her finger into Juventud’s chest.

[ Ruby Riott ] ENOUGH! I’ve had it. I’ve had it with you, Guerrera. You’ve got your match at Supremacy, what else do you want? There’s nothing in the slightest that I want from you, other than the opportunity to kick your ass on pay-per-view. Everything else – no. Nothing about it. No interest whatsoever.

Juventud hangs his head, disappointed, for a moment, but lifts it, smirking. He lifts his sunglasses from his eyes, which are narrowed in skeptical joy.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] …I understand, baby! I know you’re a lady and you all believe you’ve got to be asked multiple times. Playin’ hard to get, or not wanting to look like you eat food or whatever? I’ve seen that before many times, baby. Chu’know, it’s like mí papí says, baby, “Persistance, híjo, persistence gets the gir—”

From offscreen, a voice interrupts Guerrera.

[ Voice ] ‘Eyy, step off, ya’ mook! Da’ broad clearly said she ain’t interested.

The camera pans with Juventud’s furious expression to reveal Nunzio, standing a bit away, but slowly approaching, eyes narrowed on Guerrera.

[ Nunzio ] I don’t think you heard her.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Chu…interrupted my story…baby…my recollections, man. You interrupted.

Riott steps in, pinching the bridge of her nose and speaks bluntly.

[ Ruby Riott ] Juvi, shut the hell up. Nobody was listening anyway. And you –

Ruby juts her hand out towards Nunzio.

[ Ruby Riott ] I don’t need some man to tell Juventud to fuck off – I can do that myself.

Nunzio lifts his hands, his nose snarling.

[ Nunzio ] Oh! Oh, I’m sorry, ya’ bitch! I musta’been mistaken ta’think that this stupid bastard wasn’t accostin’ you – but I shoulda known, I mean, look at that fockin’ beak! Ya look like a foc—

Juventud leaps ahead with a MASSIVE right hand, clocking Nunzio in the jaw!

[ Juventud Guerrera ] ¡No hables de ella de esa manera, mierda!

Nunzio fires back, punching Guerrera and plowing his knee into his stomach. Guerrera gets another big shot in and Nunzio slugs back. Ruby groans and grabs Juventud with both hands.

[ Ruby Riott ] Oh, my God, this is sufficiently ridiculous, just stop.

With Riott pulling on his arms and Nunzio punching him in the ribs, Guerrera screams out, cocking his fist and blasting Nunzio with a right cross – but he catches Ruby with an elbow to the eye! Nunzio stumbles backwards but Guerrera instantly runs back to Riott.

[ Nunzio ] You fockin’ pieces’a shit! You shoulda’ known better than to get involved in my business! Just know – we don’t forget! This family’s gonna have its sweet revenge on both’a your asses! Fock’ya both!

Nunzio storms away, but Juventud is unconcerned with his threats, checking fervently on Ruby.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Oh, baby, no! No, oh, lo síento, baby, no! I’m so so sorry, I didn’t realize you were behind me, Ruby, no!

Riott yanks away from Juventud and turns, fire in her eyes.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] I’m so sorry, Ruby, I know you were trying to help, girl! I’m sorry, ba—

Ruby holds her hand up slowly and Juventud stops speaking, eyes full of sorrow.

[ Ruby Riott ] …you’ll get your receipt at Supremacy, Guerrera.

Riott stomps away, leaving Guerrera to look solemly and sadly at the back of his elbow as we fade away.

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 30:00

The fans are on their feet in anticipation for this match. Ratchet, Shotzi, Candice, and Starlight Kid all begin in their respective corners until Rick Knox calls for the bell. Starlight, Candice, and Shotzi meet in the middle of the ring and then wait as Ratchet shambles to join them.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] As you can see, the fans are ready to get this match underway. Why, you ask? Because this is the beginning of a new era in the women's division! With the exit of Christina Von Eerie and following the result of Jinny's encounter with Rhea Ripley, the field has been blown wide open!

[ Tony Schiavone ] This is truly anyone's ballgame, folks! Jinny laid down the gauntlet two weeks ago and now it's up to the women themselves to determine who challenges Jinny next! The winner of this match will establish quite the foothold as we head into unknown territory!

As all four women face off in the middle of the ring, Nurse Ratchet breaks up the moment with a clubbing forearm that knocks Starlight Kid flat on her back before reaching out and throtting Candice and Shotzi with both hands! Nurse Ratchet prepares to chokeslam them both until they both boot her in the stomach at the same time and plant her with a double suplex! Shotzi and Candice both stand up, fired up, and Starlight Kid comes out of nowhere with a MISSILE DROPKICK to Candice's back! Candice tumbles through the ropes and falls to the floor! Shotzi immediately snatches Starlight up and whips her into the ropes! Shotzi goes for a clothesline but Starlight ducks it and springs off the middle rope, nailing Shotzi on the turnaround with a twisting crossbody!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Starlight Kid is explosive!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] She's really looking to make an impact!

Starlight remains on top of Shotzi and Knox counts! One! Two! Nurse Ratchet breaks the pin and pulls Starlight off of Shotzi with two handfuls of her mask. Ratchet whips Starlight around takes her wrist, climbing the turnbuckles and walking the ropes... but before she can fly off with a clubbing blow, Candice climbs onto the apron and pulls Ratchet's feet out from under her! Ratchet tumbles to the floor but lands on her feet! Candice leaps onto the middle rope and takes her out with an ASAI MOONSAULT!

[ Scott Steiner ] This is like watchin' a god damn demolition derby!

Candice is up and Starlight Kid flies off the top turnbuckle, taking Candice down with a flying METEORA TO THE FLOOR! Starlight Kid is up with a huge smile on her face... and Shotzi Blackheart sends her crashing into the guardrail with a SUICIDE DIVE! All four women are wasted on the floor! Nurse Ratchet is up first and drags Candice to her feet. Candice struggles against Ratchet's grip but Ratchet won't be denied and lifts Candice up, dropping her chest first over the guardrail! Ratchet snatches Starlight up by her mask and then gorilla presses her through the ropes, back into the ring.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Nurse Ratchet is showing impressive strength! It's clear that she intends to gain footing for Dr. Cube in the women's division!

Ratchet goes to follow Starlight in but she's stopped... by KRIS STATLANDER! The fans pop huge as Statlander pulls Ratchet out of the ring by her ankle! Ratchet and Statlander brawl at ringside and then fight all the way to the back as the fans go nuts! Starlight Kid struggles back to her feet and Shotzi Blackheart slips into the ring behind her. Shotzi whips Starlight around and nails her with a forearm. Starlight and Shotzi trade blows until Starlight takes Shotzi's knee out with a basement dropkick! Shotzi drops to one knee and Starlight hits the ropes... SHOTGUN DROPKICK TO THE CHEST! Starlight springs back up to her feet... and immediately gets dropped on her head and neck with a BALLSPLEX BY CANDICE LERAE!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] There it is, the infamous Ballsplex!

[ Scott Steiner ] How do you call it a fuckin' Ballsplex when... ahhhh shit! Why do I even bother tryin' to make sense of all this outlaw shit!?

Candice kips back up to her feet with a huge smile on her face... and turns right around into a BRAZILIAN KICK from Shotzi Blackheart! Candice falls to the side and rolls to the apron! Shotzi climbs to the top turnbuckle... DIVING SENTON ONTO STARLIGHT KID! Shotzi covers and hooks both legs! ONE! TWO! THREE!


As soon as Rick Knox registers the three count, "Trap or Treat" hits and Jinny walks out onto the stage with the SGW Women's World Championship over her shoulder. She has a microphone in her hand. Shotzi Blackheart looks confused, staring Jinny down from the ring. Jinny wears a confident smirk and raises the microphone to speak.

[ Jinny ] Shotzi... Blackheart.

The fans boo loudly.

[ Jinny ] Congratulations on your... lackluster debut.

The fans begin loudly chanting "SHUT THE FUCK UP" over and over, which Shotzi begins leading by pumping her fist in the air. Jinny raises an eyebrow, annoyed by the reaction.

[ Jinny ] Unfortunately, you'll have to do a lot more than win some throwaway four corners match to earn a shot at MY world championship. However...

She pauses, that arrogant smirk returning to her face.

[ Jinny ] You have convinced me of one thing with your performance tonight. Actually, you've convinced me of two things... one, you are a foul, ugly little troll.

Shotzi mouths "what the fuck" as Jinny continues.

[ Jinny ] And two, it's obvious that you have quite a bit of heart... a rebellious spirit that shines through your hideous exterior. And if I know anything about that simple, annoying trait... it's that you must beat it out of bitches early, lest it become a problem later on.

Shotzi looks confused... until BAM! Aliyah and Vanessa Borne jump her from behind and begin putting the boots to her! The fans are booing loudly as the Highers go to work, pummeling Shotzi Blackheart into the mat... until Candice LeRae and Starlight Kid join the fray, nailing the Highers with stereo dropkicks to the back!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Thank goodness! Starlight Kid and Candice LeRae are just as tired of the ill treatment by Jinny and her Highers!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Jinny would be foolish to believe she hasn't made enemies with her recent comments about her fellow competitors! This gesture by Candice and Starlight Kid is evidence of exactly that!

The Highers quickly vacate the ring and escape up the ramp, joining Jinny on the stage. In the ring, Candice and Starlight help Shotzi to her feet and raise her arms in victory. Jinny looks disgusted with the Highers as she walks to the back with her title over her shoulder. Inside the ring, we zoom in on Shotzi, Starlight, and Candice celebrating as we fade out.

Backstage, Charly Caruso is standing with Kevin Steen and El Generico. Not surprisingly, Steen has a sour look on his face while Generico is all-smiles, wearing an SGW logo shirt beneath his cape.

[ Charly Caruso ] Ladies and gentlemen, standing by with El Generi—

[ Kevin Steen ] WHOA! WHOA! Absolutely damn not! My name comes first!

Charly looks incredulously at Steen, whose eyes go wide and his mouth drops open in surprise.

[ Kevin Steen ] I’m serious, you bimbo! Fix it, now!

Charly grits her teeth and slightly arc her head to the side before clearing her throat and starting again.

[ Charly Caruso ] Ladies and gentlemen, standing by with…Kevin Steen…

Steen nods as a slight boo emerges from the Atlanta fans.

[ Charly Caruso ] …and El Generico.

A huge pop from the fans in the ATL and Steen rolls his eyes as Generico waves sheepishly towards the camera. Charly smiles as she continues speaking.

[ Charly Caruso ] After an impressive debut match tonight against number one contenders the Best Friends, I’m curious to know where you plan to go from here?

Generico lifts a finger, indicating he has thoughts on the matter, but Steen completely steamrolls through the sentiment and answers Charly.

[ Kevin Steen ] That’s a pretty stupid question, don’tcha think? I mean, I think it’s pretty obvious that we’ve got ‘FUTURE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS’ practically written on signs hanging around our necks by now! Hell, this moron probably has it tattooed to his ugly face.

Steen jerks a thumb at Generico, who hangs his head and lightly kicks at nothing in particular on the ground. Atlanta boos Steen again, but he honestly could not give a damn.

[ Kevin Steen ] Do you understand me, Charly? I kick ass, I break necks, I tag this doofus in the mask to keep the losers across the ring occupied while I catch my breath, then I tag back in, piledrive somebody and make a little money, then I go home. Occasionally, I will win a championship after these matches. We just need the opportunity. Like I said, we follow this very easy plan, and win matches. Sometime soon, we win championship gold. One day, I will have proved my worth to the manageme…

Steen stops speaking and squints, pointing loosely off camera.

[ Kevin Steen ] …why in the hell are two person-sized ice cream cones walking up to me?

Sure enough, Los Ice Creams come strolling into sight, ignoring Kevin Steen but making a beeline for El Generico. Generico is enamored with the Dairy Deviants, studying them carefully before grinning and greeting them.

[ El Generico ] ¡Hola! I am…El Generico!

Atlanta roars. They love Generico…as they should.

Hijo takes a big whiff of Generico and smiles, giving a thumbs up. Junior does the same to Steen, but steps back slowly, pinching his nostrils closed and waving a hand in front of his face.

[ Ice Cream Juinor ] …stinky!

Steen smirks to himself, speaking inaudibly under his breath as Los Ice Creams resume their conversation with Generico.

[ El Hijo del Ice Cream ] Tasty!

[ El Generico ] ¡Ole!

Atlanta cheers again as Steen pinches the bridge of his nose, annoyed.

[ Ice Cream Juinor ] You wrestle…good.

[ El Generico ] Gracias, flan! Y tu, con dice!

Steen mutters to himself again as Hijo begins making a ‘cookoo’ noise, sharing a laugh with his two masked compatriots. Generico goes to turn to Steen, but ‘Mr. Wrestling’ is already smashing Hijo with a huge fist to the face!

[ El Generico ] No! No, amigo!

No protest could stop Kevin Steen’s wrath, as he leathers Hijo with another three shots to the scoop, turning his attention to Junior and whipping him face-first into the wall of the arena!


Steen smashes Junior into the wall again before spotting a catering table a few feet away. Without any hesitation, Steen lifts Junior onto his shoulders and throws him off, through the craft services table with a disgusting powerbomb! Chips and sandwiches fly into the air as Junior lands back first on a platter of cookies.


El Generico whimpers again for Steen to stop and goes to check on Junior as Steen pounds Hijo with another fist to the scoop. Generico, always the big-hearted peacemaker, starts sweeping chips together in a pile with his boot and bends over, fingers grazing the bread of a sandwich to pick it up.


Generico begins pleading with his partner to stop the violence and try to accept that he only wants to help those workers responsible for cleaning up the results of Steen’s rampage, but Steen grabs him by the mask and starts walking off in a huff, down the hallway. Before long, Ted DiBiase jogs into frame, immediately bending over to check on his charges as he shouts, confused.

[ Ted DiBiase ] What in the world?! What happened here?! Get up, get up, Hijo! Junior! Get up, Junior! Guys, what in the world have you done?

DiBiase assists his men to their feet as we fade away from the scene, getting a final shot of Steen dragging Generico down the hallway.

We head to another area backstage where we see Kris Statlander pacing back and forth, holding her hands out in front of her, staring down into her palms. Without looking up at the camera, she begins to speak.

[ Kris Statlander ] I know now... why I am here.

She speaks with confidence.

[ Kris Statlander ] All this time, I thought I was here, visiting this sub-planet called SGW, so that I may learn more about Earth culture, the way things work... but my father, the intergalactic terrorist known as John Travolta, told me that my purpose was greater... I did not believe him.

She turns and looks into the camera.

[ Kris Statlander ] I should have. He was right... my purpose here on Earth IS greater. However, I was not sent here to see that he achieved Real Ultimate Power... no... no! I was sent here... to prevent Dr. Cube from obtaining it and enslaving all of humanity.

She runs her hand through her hair.

[ Kris Statlander ] I... failed in that mission... but now... now I have a new mission here on this sub-planet. I must avenge Earthing Floss, who befriended me when no one else would. I must avenge the space cowboy known as Tom Cruise, who gave his life in defiance to Dr. Cube... and most importantly, I must take back the Real Ultimate Power and vanquish it to a faraway planet where it can never be used to hurt Earthlings ever again.

She stares hard into the camera, her voice becoming lower and more intense.

[ Kris Statlander ] This is a challenge Dr. Cube... for Supremacy. I, the one known as Kris Statlander, challenge you... and your entire Cube Army to one FINAL BATTLE FOR REAL ULTIMATE POWER... at Supremacy.

The fans pop huge.

[ Kris Statlander ] If I am victorious, you forfeit the Real Ultimate Power to me and I return it to my leader in the galactic senate. If you are victorious...

She sighs, not wanting to think about it.

[ Kris Statlander ] Then I suppose you shall do with me as you please, as you did with Earthlings Floss and Ciampa... but that won't happen... it... can't happen.

Statlander averts her eyes, looking down for a moment.

[ Kris Statlander ] All of this can't be for nothing.


Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 30:00

Cody Rhodes wastes no time when the bell sounds and delivers a series of jabs to Daniels’ jaw, then drops to his back and hits one more for good measure. Daniels staggers back and Cody hooks him, CROSS RHODES! Daniels is drug out of the ring by Kazarian before Cody can go for the pin.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Cody Rhodes is looking to finish this one early, guys!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] He learned from the last time he fought Christopher Daniels - finish it when you have a chance!

Zack Sabre Jr. and Frankie Kazarian tend to Daniels on the outside, but Cody grabs the top rope and dives over, landing on all three of them! He rolls Daniels back in and follows behind. Inside the ring, Cody waits for Daniels to get to his feet, DISASTER KICK! One, two, kick out! Kazarian and ZSJ hop on the apron and begin trash talking Cody. Cody turns his attention from Daniels to them, giving Daniels enough time to drop Cody from behind and go to work.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] The numba’ game took Cody’s eye off the ball there.


[ Tony Schiavone ] Why would you call them that?!


[ Tony Schiavone ] Well, that was really mean.


[ Tony Schiavone ] Thank you for that.

The two drop down as Daniels goes to work. Wearing down Cody and stopping his momentum. With the way Cody has started this match, Daniels needed to slow the pace down and he has done so with a tight grip on a headlock. Brandi pounds on the apron, getting the fans to start clapping in unison along with her. Cody fights his way to his feet and picks Daniels up for a back body drop! Daniels is quickly back up and lunges for Cody, but Cody counters with a snap powerslam! With Cody back up, ZSJ trips him by grabbing his ankles. Cody turns and motions to Paul Turner to do something about it. As Turner reprimands ZSJ and Kazarian, Daniels kicks Cody in the gut. ANGEL’S WINGS! He covers but Paul Turner is still laying the law down on Daniels’ sidekicks!


[ Nigel McGuinness ] That is... Probably the most accurate wrestling analysis you’ve done.

By time Paul Turner turns around and counts, Cody kicks out at one. Daniels begins yelling at ZSJ and Kazarian, infuriated that they potentially cost him the match. As they argue their case, Daniels shoos them away, telling them to leave the ringside area and go to the back! Cody looks on with a smile, knowing the odds just got better for him.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Guys, I have to say, this decision of Christopher Daniels’ is very peculiar. They were just trying to help!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Christopher Daniels gave CPR to a dead person two weeks ago. Let’s not dig deeply into his peculiar decisions.

Cody is on the middle rope waiting. Daniels turns around, DANIELS DUCKS A DISASTER KICK AND CODY LEVELS PAUL TURNER! Here comes Bryan Danielson! He slides into the ring and levels Cody with the Real SGW World title. Daniels pushes him back. “THIS IS MY MATCH!” Danielson snarls and yells back, “YOU WON’T WIN WITHOUT ME AND YOU KNOW IT!”

[ Tony Schiavone ] Bryan Danielson is now the third person to help Christopher Daniels and Daniels doesn’t want it. He wants to win on his own!


[ Nigel McGuinness ] Look at what’s happening!

[ Scott Steiner ] I WASN’T FINISHED!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I know.

Danielson shoves Daniels! Daniels shoves Danielson! The two are arguing and Cody is back to his feet. He grabs Daniels by the waist and pushes him forward, colliding into Danielson! Danielson flies out of the ring through the middle rope and Cody rolls Daniels up. Turner is back conscious but Cody rolls through the pin and picks Daniels up, CROSS RHODES! He covers and Turner is there to count, one, two, three! Danielson could do nothing but watch from the outside as Cody Rhodes wins another!


Cody leans over the rope and stares down at a disgruntled Danielson. Brandi joins him in the ring to celebrate.

[ Tony Schiavone ] It wasn’t pretty, but a win’s a win, guys! Cody Rhodes is two weeks away from a showdown with the Real SGW World Champion, Bryan Danielson! Danielson tried everything he could to cost his opponent the match but Cody was able to overcome the numbers.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Cody avenged the loss to Christopher Daniels at Heartbreaker and looks ahead to Bryan Danielson! It’s goin’ to be a good one at Supremacy!

Danielson gives Rhodes the middle finger and displays the Real World Championship, giving us a lasting shot between the two men who are weeks away from a collision course in Orlando, Florida!

Darkness overtakes the camera as the yellow, overhead lights are doing their best to illuminate the surroundings. From what we can best tell, there are several pipes and crates, a section of cage mesh rest against a concrete wall, but the location is largely unknown. Suddenly, a growl breaks the silence and a large, dark-complected man steps out from the shadows.

[ Judas Mesías ] …el Rey…de la Oscuridad. El rey…del mal. Soy satánico, masoquista, toda esa mierda aterradora.

Mesías steps out of the shadows and plants his feet underneath a yellow bulb. He opens his mouth and blood seeps through.

[ Judas Mesías ] Yo gobernaré Solid Gold Wrestle. Mi reinado durará diez mil milenios. ¡No no! ¡Seiscientos sesenta y seis años de puro mal! Eso es mucho más espeluznante, ¿verdad? Me encanta el cuero, los látigos, las cadenas y las cosas horribles y malvadas. También me gusta golpear los traseros de los hombres.

Mesías rolls his eyes back in his head and carries on, pointing at the camera.

[ Judas Mesías ] Esta estrella de cine piensa que su sombrero de copa lo hace especial ... ¡pero sé que solo es un perdedor! ¡Judas Mesías es el mejor de los niños que da miedo!

He growls and makes a big fist, continuing his angry speech.

[ Judas Mesías ] ¡ROCK! Después de vencerte, planeo arrancarte la cabeza y cagar en tu garganta. Y luego, SGW, ¿sabes lo que viene después?

Mesías cackles to himself and bleeds again from the mouth somehow.

His evil truly knows no bounds.

[ Judas Mesías ] Voy a gobernar sin oposición! ¡Desafío a cualquiera de los humildes siervos que me lamen los testículos para que me enfrenten en una LUCHA DE ALAMBRES DE BARBED en Supremacy!

Mesías lifts his opposite hand and has a spool of barbed wire! He’s bleeding from a few pin pricks on his hand but growls and finishes speaking.

[ Judas Mesías ] ¡Cortaré tu piel y escribiré mi poesía emocional con tu sangre en las páginas que confecciono con tus pieles! ¡Escribirán canciones de mi violencia en los años venideros! Tengo troncos de cuero y botas de cuero, ¡y mi boca sangra por orden! ¡Jajaja! ¡Ninguno de ustedes puede detenerme!

Mesías spits blood at the ground and shakes his barbed wire at the camera before leaving. As Judas storms away, the camera pans slightly to the left, where Darby Allin is seated in a dark corner, obscured slightly by the shadows cast by the shoddy, overhead lights, gently pushing his skateboard on the ground with his fingers. He notices the camera is still around and looks up.

[ Darby Allin ] What? Did you need somethin’?

The cameraman does not reply and Allin stops sliding the board along the concrete.

[ Darby Allin ] I don’t know why you’re down here, anyway. You don’t look like you belong here. Are you lost? Like I am?

No reply from the cameraman. Allin stands slowly and places a foot on the board, gently pushing off and riding past the staff member filming him.

[ Darby Allin ] The best way out of being lost is to pave your own path.

As Allin skates away, the camera focuses on a small crack in the wall where Darby sat moments ago as we fade away.

We head backstage where we see Starlight Kid resting backstage, having changed out of her gear and into an SGW t-shirt and gym shorts. She looks disappointed in herself following her match earlier in the evening. She perks up when she hears the door open but prepares for the worst when she sees AZM step inside. Her shoulders slump.

Starlight Kid ] < Have you come to tell me what a loser I am? >

AZM doesn't say anything. She simply walks across the room and sits next to Starlight, a look of defeat on her own face. She huffs.

AZM ] < No. It has been a hard week. >

Starlight nods.

AZM ] < You made yourself to compete when I don't know if I could have done the same. That is a victory itself, even if you lost the match. >

Starlight Kid ] < Thank you. >

They sit in silence for a few seconds.

AZM ] < Io-chan has returned to Japan to find herself. I think that we would be smart to do the same... to push a reset button and rediscover why we came to America. Not only to learn but to prove that we belong among the best. >

Starlight Kid ] < And have fun! >

[ AZM ] < No. Don't be an idi-- >

AZM grits her teeth, thinking better of it.

AZM ] < Maybe a little fun. >

Starlight Kid ] < Yay! >

AZM ] < But only a little. >

Starlight Kid ] < Of course! >

Starlight places her arm around AZM's shoulders as we fade out.

Referee - Aubrey Edwards| Time Limit - 30:00

Angel Garza kicks off this tag team contest against Marshall Von Erich, who is smiling ear to ear as he takes the luchador to the mat with a textbook side headlock takeover, gripping the headlock tightly as Aubrey Edwards watches carefully.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Guys, we’ve talked at length about the growing crop of talented tandems in the Solid Gold Wrestling tag team division, and two of the newest teams on the block are going at it tonight here in Atlanta!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Too true, Tony. While the Von Erichs have had two victories in SGW action, they’re still very much new kids on the block. Meanwhile, Andrade Almas has returned with new tag team partner Angel Garza – and manager Zelina Vega appears to be a little flustered for the moment!

[ Scott Steiner ] She appears to be givin’ Big Poppa Pump a rise – and I mean in my shorts – and by that, I mean my huge, veiny co—

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Scott, please! Children are watching!

It’s fairly academic as Marshall continues to dominate Angel Garza with a firm grasp on the fundamentals of professional wrestling, standing with his opponent’s head still locked in his grip before Tiger Spinning behind him and taking him to the mat, face-first with a takedown, spinning on his back before standing, still smiling as broadly as ever!

Garza is up, running full-steam towards Marshall – but the lanky Von Erich brother leaps into the air, right over the charging Garza and into Ross, who greets him with a punch to the face! Garza turns – back body drop from Marshall! He scoots across the ring like a scalded dog and tags Andrade, looking sour from the embarrassment from the Von Erichs! From ringside, his manager gives Angel an earful.


Andrade confidently strides into center ring and challenges Marshall to come and face him! The Texan transplant does so, and Almas slaps him across the face!


Almas slaps again, this time a side headlock of his own, wrenching on Marshall’s skull, but the Von Erich brother drives his opponent into the ropes and launches, sending him across the ring! Marshall drops down, Andrade is over – Marshall’s up and bends at the waist but Andrade soars over him with a lucha roll and Marshall charges in – Almas with the lucha pass and bends at the waist himself! – Marshall runs up and leaps into the air, straight up! Almas turns instinactively behind himself, not realizing Von Erich is still behind him!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Oh no, Andrade!

Almas turns around, confused – right into a dropkick from Marshall Von Erich! Atlanta roars as Marshall pumps his fists excitedly.

[ Tony Schiavone ] What a maneuver!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] …it’s a dropkick, Tony!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Well, yes…but it was a nice one!

Marshall is rolling and makes the quick tag to Ross and his brother leaps into the ring, taking advantage of the five seconds for teamwork, lifting Andrade for a double hiptoss and readying themselves for a double dropkick!

[ Zelina Vega ] Andrade, look out! Vamos, vamos!!

[ Scott Steiner ] That greasy fella’s gonna get it!

Andrade stands, but drops to the mat quickly, and slides out of the way of the double dropkick, down and to the arena floor, where he convenes with Vega, giving him tidbits and instruction until she runs away screaming!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What in the world is her problem?

[ Nigel McGuinness ] They’re about to crash on screen!

[ Tony Schiavone ] OH, LORD, BE CAREFUL, BOYS!

Here they come! Ross and Marshall leap through the second and top ropes in perfect time, smashing Andrade with a double suicide dive!

[ Tony Schiavone ] They have GOT to stop taking those risks!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] With the risk comes the reward, Schiavone! And speaking of risks!

Angel Garza flies! From the top rope, down to the floor, smashing Marshall Von Erich with a beautiful moonsault body block! As Garza stands up, he’s met by Ross, who dodged the high-flying attack and gets a measure of receipt with a big right hand! And another! And Ross lifts Garza up, onto his shoulder –

[ Scott Steiner ] Slam his ass, kid!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Look here! Almas is up and sliding into the ring! The diving shall continue!


Scott is right – bodyslam! Right on the floor! Garza groans in pain as Ross celebrates, turning back towards the ring as Almas begins darting towards the growing congregation of competitors on the floor –

But Andrade doesn’t see Ross soaring over the top rope towards him in enough time, only barely bending at the waist – but the Von Erich brother hooks his waist and goes to the mat in a roll, lifting his legs to hook Andrade’s arms for the sunset flip!

[ Tony Schiavone ] No, no! It’s Zelina Vega! She’s reaching for Andrade’s arms!

But Vega isn’t quick enough and Andrade gets taken to the mat seamlessly! Aubrey’s on the ball with the cover – one! Two! Three! Vega instantly screams in anger as the bell rings!


Ross pops up, hot after the finish of the hard-fought tag team match, but he's suddenly attacked from behind by... BRIAN CAGE!? Brian Cage immediately snatches up Ross and PLANTS HIM with a SICKENING POWERBOMB! Sammy Guevara comes in out of nowhere and begins putting the boots to Ross alongside Cage!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Here comes Marshall!

Sure enough, Marshall Von Erich slides back into the ring and instantly rushes to his brother’s aid, doing everything he can to prevent the double teaming, but eventually succumbs to the same two-on-one attack as Ross.


With both men down on the canvas, Brian Cage and Sammy Guevara survey the damage they've done. Cage is sweating, shaking with intensity as Guevara films the carnage on his cellphone with his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] What an assault from the debuting Brian Cage and Sammy Guevara, here – it sure looks like they had a message to send tonight and they did just that!

Cage and Guevara leave the ring as the fans boo. Ross and Marshall are still down and out.

[ Tony Schiavone ] You can bet the Von Erich brothers will have something to say about all of this! You can bet they’re not done yet! Not by a long shot!

We fade away.

Christopher Daniels is in the middle of scolding Frankie Kazarian and Zack Sabre Jr. in the locker room. Both Kazarian and Sabre are biting their tongues as Daniels is unloading.

[ Christopher Daniels ] AND THAT’S WHY I SENT YOU TWO TO THE BACK!

Daniels is at his wit’s end.

[ Christopher Daniels ] I’ve been doing this for a long, long time. I’m a former Limitless Champion and the main event of the FIRST SGW show to boot! I don’t need you two trying to screw around and help me win! I beat Cody Rhodes once and I was going to do it again!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] You beat ‘em last time b’cause Dustin Rhodes hit him with a chair.

[ Christopher Daniels ] So?

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] So? So, we were just trying to help.

[ Christopher Daniels ] You know what, Zackary?

Daniels turns his attention solely to ZSJ.

[ Christopher Daniels ] I’m beginning to think that maybe this whole Disrespect U 2 might not be working out.

Before Sabre can say a word, Daniels continues.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Because you two failed me AGAIN, and AGAIN I look like an idiot. I am sick and tired of being shit on and treated like a joke! I’m one of only a handful of guys who’s been here since day one and I’ll be DAMNED if I’m continuously treated the way I am by my friends and everyone else alike!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] I agree about Disrespect U.

He stands up and is face-to-face with Daniels.

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Disrespect U 2 isn’t even a real thing. It’s not a stable. It’s not fuckin’ anything, mate. Made up. Imaginary. All a creation inside that dense skull of yours, dickhead.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Not real? You know what’s real, Zackary? Me winning the Gold Rush 3! I became Limitless Champion the last time I was in one, and this time, I’m going to be taken seriously when I become the Intercontinental Champion!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Maybe I’ll try to get in it, then.

[ Christopher Daniels ] No. There’s no room. Especially for wankers like you!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Did you just call me a wanker?

[ Christopher Daniels ] It’s bollocks! You’re bollocks!

ZSJ shakes his head but takes a step to him.

[ Christopher Daniels ] C’mon you bloke!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] You don’t even know what you’re sayin’, dickhead.

Kazarian blasts Sabre from the back and Daniels joins in! Kazarian and Daniels lay the boots to him.

[ Christopher Daniels ] You can’t be in the Gold Rush match, but you know where you can be?

Daniels opens a nearby locker door.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Inside this locker!

Together, Daniels and Kazarian shove ZSJ into the locker and force the door shut, locking him inside! Daniels is pleased with their work and slaps his hands, then dusts his shoulders off on a job well done. Suffice to say, Disrespect U 2 has seen better days!

Referee - Mike Chioda | Time Limit - 30:00

Still bleeding from the mouth, Judas Mesias stalks to center ring and lifts his hands, daring the Rock to come forward and fight him.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] No fear from Mesías here, gents! Good on’em!

The Rock calls Judas’ bluff and trots over, popping Mesías in the mouth thrice before winding back and cranking him with another punch, powered by the love of the Atlanta crowd!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] But the Great One is live, as well!

The Rock clotheslines Mesías over the top rope then snares a microphone from Justin Roberts and immediately begins cutting away at Judas.

[ The Rock ] Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-WHOA, Judas! You sacreligious son of a bitch, who in the BLUUUE hell advised you to step to the Rock?

Regaining his composure, Mesías charges into the ring and screams “MEEEE,” but the Rock is on high alert and lifts him, planting him spine-to-the-pine with a beautiful spinebuster! Rocky leaps from the lower abdomen around to the head and kicks Mesias’ arms inside – he’s going for it here and now!

[ The Rock ] The Rock says you, nameless jobber, shall fall to THE MOST! ELECTRIFYING MOVE IN SPORTS AND ENTERTAINMENT, then! Then, you shall purchase the Rock a pair of Ruby-Diamond cufflinks!

The Rock launches off the ropes, looking for the People’s Elbow, but Judas sits straight up, like something from a horror movie! Undeterred, the Rock kicks him BACK down to the mat and hits the ropes again – leaps over Mesias – hits the ropes, Mesias is up!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Mesias is up! Oh my!

Judas reaches his huge hand and takes the Rock by the throat! Rock struggles – but Mesias lifts him up for a chokeslam – Rock slides to the side, though! – Mesias turns – kick to the gut! Rock Bottom!

[ Scott Steiner ] ROCK BOTTOM!

The Rock resumes his position above Judas’ head and hurls his elbow pad into the audience, whips his arms about and storms off the ropes, finally bringing the People’s Elbow down with authority and making the academic cover! Paul Turner counts as the Rock screams.


One! Two! Three!

THE ROCK via PINFALL in 4:38

“Electrifying” smashes through the speakers and The Rock leaps to his feet, every ounce of energy Atlanta has supplied him with flowing through his veins. He looks down at the mat, lifts his eyebrow before talking some inaudible smack to Mesías before leaving the ring, unamused with Judas’ antics.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] What a victory for the Great One! This is truly a step in the right direction for the Rock, gentlemen.

[ Scott Steiner ] He beat the holy hell out of that Mesías freakshow – good on him!

The Rock reaches the stage and throws his fist high into the air, popping Atlanta again before exiting through the curtain. Back in the ring as Rock’s music fades, we get a shot of Judas Mesías, finally on his hands and knees and rising after the tough loss to the Rock –


[ Tony Schiavone ] Oh no! Judas Mesías’ evil has stricken the lights from the arena!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I don’t think Judas Mesías has done this, Tony!

As the lights rise again in the Phillips Arena, Mesías is bleeding from his mouth, eyes rolled back in his head –


[ Nigel McGuinness ] MY GOD! WHAT IN THE WORLD?!

[ Tony Schiavone ] IT’S DREW PARKER!

True enough, the Urchin Prince has a barbed-wire noose wrapped around Mesías’ neck, pulling back with all his might until Judas drops to a knee, and eventually down to his hands and knees, leaving his head wide open for Parker to SMASH with a steel chair!

[ Tony Schiavone ] God almighty, what a chair shot! Guys, this man, Drew Parker – he’s the winner of the Solid Gold Wrestling Blood and Gold Tournament! He’s got a shot at any champion he chooses in Solid Gold Wrestling!

Before anyone can respond, Parker has accosted Justin Roberts, taking his microphone and thumps the top of it a few times, checking to ensure it’s live.

[ Drew Parker ] Can’ya ‘ear me? Yoo hoo, Mesías? I know you chatted about how you’ve got the spooky shit and mysteries and darkness and all’a’that rubbish earlier…but you’re lookin’…hey…HEY!

Parker leaps at a pseudo-rising Mesías and stomps him in the head before leaning down and speaking again.

[ Drew Parker ] …you’re lookin’…at the Urchin Prince. I ain’t choosin’ta walk ‘round in some sily leather shit and play scary…I’m the way I am because it’s a right laugh…so you want to play barbed wire, do’yeh?

Parker takes hold of the long end of the barbed wire noose still jammed around Mesías’ throat and pulls, bringing Judas’ view closer to his eyes.

[ Drew Parker ] The Urchin Prince…sees you now, Judas.

Parker slams Mesías’ head down into the canvas and stands, stepping over his body and hopping out of the ring, stalking up the aisle to a confused mix of reactions from the Atlanta crowd.

[ Tony Schiavone ] What a crazy turn of events! Drew Parker has accepted the challenge of Judas Mesias for Supremacy!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] And it’s clear to me that the Urchin Prince doesn’t mind dealing in barbed wire, either! This one could be an explosive contest for Supremacy!

Parker turns and smirks towards the ring before chuckling to himself as we fade away.

Backstage, Charly Caruso stands in front of the custom interview set, flashing the camera a big smile as you wonder how the black dress she’s wearing is leaving her any room to breathe.

[ Charly Caruso ] SGW fans, please welcome my guests who requested this interview time, The Von Erichs - Marshall and Ross!

From each side of the camera, Ross and Marshall enter the scene in their ring gear and join Charly on the interview set. Normally happy-go-lucky, respectful men, the Von Erichs look infuriated.

[ Charly Caruso ] Ross, Marshall, we saw you two get attacked by Brian Cage and Sammy Guevara after your match... a team that we now know is referring to themselves as Deus Ex Machina!

[ Ross Von Erich ] Yeah, and that’s exactly why we wanted this interview time!

[ Marshall Von Erich ] That’s right, Charly! Now, we apologize for being a little upset, but we got somethin’ to say and somethin’ to get off our chests!

The Von Erichs are fired up more than normal.

[ Charly Caruso ] Well guys, Sammy Guevara and Brian Cage. Why do you think they attacked you guys?

[ Marshall Von Erich ] Charly, that’s a good question and that’s something we ain’t got the answers to. We've been working hard to do the right thing day in and day out while we make this tag team division THE place to be! We ain’t had a cross word with anyone.

[ Ross Von Erich ] So why they decided to do what they did by attacking us after our match is a mystery to us. But if I had to guess, it’s their idea to try to get spotlight without havin' to work for it! Instead of earning their spot, they’re trying to skip the line!

[ Marshall Von Erich ] But what isn’t gonna’ be a mystery is this -

The camera zooms in for a tight shot on Marshall.

[ Marshall Von Erich ] Cage, Guevara, if you two have the guts then we’ll see you boys at Supremacy. Because we challenge you two to a TEXAS TORNADO TAG TEAM MATCH!

[ Ross Von Erich ] That’s right! So if your plan was to raise a little hell at our expense, then two can play this game! Ya'll two ain't nothin' but a couple o' snakes. So if ya'll accept, we’re gonna’ make little Sammy Guevara regret the day his mama laid with a jackal and gave birth to him!

[ Marshall Von Erich ] The tag team division has room for everybody, but if you want to go to the top, then you gotta’ go through the Von Erichs!

Marshall and Ross high-five. Their fired up energy is infectious. They walk off the set as Charly takes back over.

[ Charly Caruso ] And with that, Tony, Nigel, Scott, it’s back to you at ringside!

The scene fades.

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 60:00

After the championship match introductions, the bell sounds and we are on. Danielson doesn’t take Briscoe seriously at all after the last few matches he’s had and it backfires on him. Danielson slaps Briscoe in the face and Briscoe fires back one of his own, sending the champion to the mat! Danielson is back up and charges but Briscoe back body drops him! Danielson rolls out of the ring.

[ Tony Schiavone ] The challenger is fired up!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] The boys from Sandy Fork don’t lie down without a fight! Jay Briscoe is as tough as they come!

Danielson is back in and engages a collar and elbow tie up. Briscoe backs Danielson into a corner and Rick Knox forces the break. Briscoe slaps Danielson again! Danielson comes out of the corner and Jay hip tosses Danielson down! Back up, another hip toss! Body slam! Pin fall but Danielson kicks out at one. Danielson is up first and tries for a rolling elbow but Briscoe blocks it and responds with one of his own! Danielson tries again, and again it’s blocked. Briscoe grabs Danielson’s head and sends three snug forearm shots to his jaw and drops him down. Briscoe wastes no time by picking Danielson back up, looking to capitalize on the shaken champion.

[ Scott Steiner ] Jay Briscoe ain’t fuckin’ around!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Jay Briscoe implements a very smash mouth attack, Scott. It’s a sharp contrast to what Bryan Danielson does.

Briscoe sends Danielson to the corner, but Danielson presses off the middle and top turnbuckles and flips over Briscoe and hits a German Suplex. As soon as Jay pops back up, Danielson goes for a running knee but Jay ducks it! Back up, kick to the gut, JAY DRILLER! Danielson immediately attempts to roll out of the ring with Jay frantically trying to catch him to go for the pin. Danielson makes it outside and gasps for air on the floor.

[ Tony Schiavone ] We could have had a new champion had Jay Briscoe managed to prevent Danielson from exiting the ring!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This match has gone completely the opposite of the way I predicted, Tony! I knew Jay Briscoe could pose a problem for Bryan, but I didn’t expect the champion to be in trouble this soon into the infancy of the match!

Rick Knox prevents Briscoe from exiting behind Danielson and then begins the ten count. The champion gets back to his feet and walks around the ring and snatches his title from the timekeeper and walks back around, veering towards the exit. The fans begin getting unruly in response. Jay Briscoe is screaming at Danielson to get back in the ring, but his requests are waved off.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Is Bryan Danielson leaving?

[ Tony Schiavone ] It appears as though the Real SGW Champion has had enough! I think he was caught off guard by Jay Briscoe’s hot start!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] The title match for Supremacy could change drastically if Jay Briscoe manages to take the title! I don’t think Danielson is too interested in fighting Cody, but he wants to keep the title.

Danielson inches closer and closer up the ramp until his backtracking comes to a halt.

CODY RHODES IS BEHIND HIM! Danielson turns around and eats a right hand from Rhodes and is chased down the ramp, pleading the entire time. Danielson rolls back into the ring to get away from Cody but walks right into the waiting arms of Jay Briscoe!


[ Tony Schiavone ] Scott, Cody is trying to ensure Bryan Danielson fights fairly and walks into Supremacy as champion!

JAY DRILLER! Briscoe covers! One, two, th- NO! Danielson somehow manages to get his foot on the rope at the absolute last second! Cody is on the outside yelling at Knox that it was a three count instead of a two, which draws the attention of Briscoe. Jay tells Cody to leave the ringside area and that he doesn’t need his help. Cody throws his arms up, mouthing “Sorry. I’m sorry.” With Cody backing up to leave, Briscoe is taken off guard! ROLL UP BY DANIELSON! One, two, three! Danielson wins! He retains!


Danielson immediately slides out of the ring and grabs his Real SGW Championship from the timekeeper without even having his hand raised in victory. Cody Rhodes is now in the ring helping Jay Briscoe to his feet as Danielson is backed against the nearest guardrail.


Danielson kisses the belt in front of them and then hops over the guardrail and exits through the fans. Cody requests a microphone and gets one almost immediately. Briscoe kicks the bottom rope in frustration and Cody approaches him, looking to console, but it falls on deaf ears.

[ Cody Rhodes ] Being pissed off means you want it. That’s good. Had you not been in the ring with a COWARD, you might have left with the belt and I had a new pay-per-view opponent. On behalf of everyone in the back and these fans here in my hometown of Atlanta...

Cody offers him a handshake.

[ Cody Rhodes ] Welcome to SGW.

Briscoe remains reluctant.

[ Cody Rhodes ] You came in and took one of the best in the business to the limit on your first night here. That’s a hell of a tall task and you rose to the occasion. Stick with us because you have something going for you.

Jay slaps Cody’s hand away, still frustrated at the way the match ended. Cody nods in understanding, gives up his handshake attempt, and segways into his next comments, looking towards the section of the crowd where Danielson escaped into earlier.

[ Cody Rhodes ] Bryan Danielson, as much as I would’ve loved to have challenged the new Real World Champion, Jay Briscoe, at Supremacy, it’s only fitting you lived to fight another day.

Cody leans forward against the top rope on the hard camera side.

[ Cody Rhodes ] Although, it’s an albatross on Jay Briscoe’s shoulders that he didn’t get to snatch that championship from you tonight, it presents me an opportunity to finish the race. Supremacy ends the extra days you get to fight in as champion.

We can faintly see Danielson in the sea of people as Cody continues.

[ Cody Rhodes ] At Supremacy, there is no more escaping! There is no more dodging true competition! There will be no more.. Bryan Danielson.. Real SGW World Champion.

The hometown fans pop huge and start a thundering “CODY! CODY!” chant. Briscoe looks on and shakes his head.

[ Cody Rhodes ] For far too long you’ve ducked real competition. You went from fighting an honorable man in Tim Storm at WrestleBrawl, acting as though you had a conscience after all to winning the Golden Ticket and becoming a little BITCH in the process! When the heat got cranked up in the kitchen, you were ready to skip town until I stopped you. That shows your true colors if you ask me. So Danielson, enjoy your last days as champion.

He’s fired up.

[ Cody Rhodes ] Because in fourteen days, that title is MINE!

Cody drops the microphone to the mat and exits the ring. Jay Brisoce turns his head and scoffs at the sight of Cody, knowing his debut match was turned into an opportunity for Cody to promote his own match. None of this went to plan for Briscoe and he knows he was close to being champion on more than one occasion in the match. Meanwhile, Cody is at the top of the ramp and plays to the fans, encouraging them over and over to get louder as “Kingdom” plays over the arena speakers. Their approval of Cody is shaking the building, raining down praise on their favorite son. In two weeks, it’s Danielson versus Cody and it’s going to be a good one!

We go backstage where we see Charly Caruso standing by with Rhea Ripley. The fans boo loudly. Ripley stares off into space with a scowl. Charly looks up at her and begins the interview.

[ Charly Caruso ] Rhea Ripley, two weeks ago, you were in the room when Jinny declared that there was no one left to challenge--

Ripley snatches the microphone out of Charly's hand and glares at her. Charly shrinks in fear under the gaze of The Nightmare.

[ Rhea Ripley ] Shut... the FUCK up, Charly.

Charly vacates the scene, leaving Ripley alone. Ripley watches as Charly scurries away and then turns to face the camera, gripping the microphone so tighlty her knuckles turn white.

[ Rhea Ripley ] Jinny... you can say what ya' want, mate. Nobody deserves a title shot? Nobody's left t' step up 'n challenge you? Yeah, you can say whatever the fuck ya' want... but the fact o' the matter is this... ya' didn't BEAT me.

She glares hard into the camera, eyes narrowed.

[ Rhea Ripley ] If it weren't for me, you would've lost your precious title at WrestleBrawl 3. You didn't beat Christina Von Eerie... I did! You didn't chase Christina Von Eerie out of SGW... I did! And if you didn't hit me in my fuckin' 'ead with a bloody hammer? You wouldn't be the champion today!

She points into the camera.

[ Rhea Ripley ] And you fuckin' well know it!

She trembles with intensity.

[ Rhea Ripley ] It's only a matter of time before you 'n I step in the ring again, Jinny... tonight, I'm making a point. I'm setting my sights back on that title around your waist... and I'm putting the focus back where it belongs... ON ME!

Before Ripley can continue, Shotzi Blackheart explodes onto the interview set and grabs the microphone out of Ripley's hand. Ripley looks indignant as Shotzi pays her no mind, pointing and shouting into the camera.


She tilts her head back and howls!

[ Shotzi Blackheart ] OW OW AWOOOOOO!

BAM! Rhea Ripley blasts Shotzi from the side, sending her sprawling to the floor! The fans erupt in boos as Ripley grabs Shotzi by the hair and pulls her up to her feet! Shotzi fires off with some weak forearms, which Ripley completely shrugs off! Ripley holds onto Shotzi with hands on either side of her head... and RAGDOLLS HER THROUGH THE INTERVIEW SET! The set collapses on her and Ripley just looks down at her, a disgusted look on her face.

[ Rhea Ripley ] Stupid slag.

Ripley walks off set as agents rush in to check on Shotzi.

Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 30:00

No less than two seconds pass from the time Paul Turner calls for the opening bell before Mason Ryan and Ezekiel Jackson run storming ahead, clotheslines cocked and ready to rip the heads off of the two sorry sons of sorbet in front of them.


[ Nigel McGuinness ] <to himself>…and furious…

[ Tony Schiavone ] AND FURIOUS!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] <to himself> There it is.

The Ice Creams duck simultaneously, allowing their opponents to hit the ropes before delivering stereo hiptosses! The muscular lads are up with the quickness – and are put back down with another series of hiptosses! As Ryan and Jackson rise to their feet, Hijo whips Junior ahead, into Ryan – and the two do-si-do! Hijo spins Ryan towards his partner and the two members of the 2M2F team, who are, God bless them, more brawn than brains, connect with a double clothesline, knocking one another to the ground!


Ryan is the first one up and he receives a body slam from Hijo! Jackson’s up next – and Hijo has a body slam for him, too – right on top of his partner!

[ Tony Schiavone ] TWO SCOOPS!

Hijo’s final slam is for his partner, planting him from a high angle and knocking the breath out of both members of 2 Muscular, 2 Furious! Jackson rolls to the floor, weakened, and DiBiase begins screaming instructions – Hijo lifts Ryan from the mat and tosses him towards Junior, who leaps and scores with a rising knee strike to the jaw! Hijo rehooks Ryan for a reverse suplex and Junior lifts a leg, helping his brother execute a beautiful reverse suplex!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Double reverse suplex! The Ice Creams are heating up!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Better put’em back in the freezer, best buddy!

Still rolling along, Hijo allows Ryan’s momentum to carry him over in the Ice Cream’s direction annnnnd – Manhattan Drop! Ryan’s seated on Hijo’s knee – and here comes Junior – El Aséino! Cover – ONE! TWO! THREE!


As their tinkling, joyous theme plays, we get a great shot of Ted DiBiase grinning at ringside, grabbing a nearby camera and screaming:

[ Ted DiBiase ] Now THAT’S what I’m talking about! The best professional wrestlers money can buy – right there, in that ring, right now! Los Ice Creams!

Back inside the ring, Hijo and Junior snap to attention, turning to Ted as if they’re about to be beaten, but DiBiase reassures them with lifted hands and a broad smile!

[ Ted DiBiase ] No, boys, no! You’ve done wonderfully! We’re back on the board – onward and upwards! Back to the SGW World Tag Team Championship we go!

As Hijo and Junior practically kill themselves diving out of the ring and into DiBiase’s outspread arms, he chuckles before snapping, demanding they “act professional!”

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Professional or not, Ted, Los Ice Creams have shown up and shown out here tonight! Kevin Steen may have a bone to pick with any and everyone not named ‘Kevin Steen’ in the tag team division, but regardless – DiBiase’s men have done it again!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Well, fans, it’s sweet victory for Los Ice Cr—


Schiavone whimpers as we get a final shot of DiBiase marching his Dairy Deviants up the aisle as we fade away from the action of the ring.

CM Punk, AJ Lee, and Paul Heyman are seen approaching an unsuspecting Jon Moxley in the catering area of the arena. The three look to be up to no good as Moxley is eating a bowl of cereal.

[ Paul Heyman ] Mr. Moxley, if we may.

Moxley, who was minding his own business, continues eating.

[ Paul Heyman ] Mr. Moxley.

Still nothing. Heyman huffs and obnoxiously taps Moxley on the shoulder.

[ Paul Heyman ] We come to you with words of encouragement.

Moxley shovels a spoonful of cereal in his mouth, looking ahead, not even giving them the time of day.

[ Paul Heyman ] And I assure you, you WANT to hear what we have to say.


Heyman looks to Punk and AJ and shrugs, not knowing what to do next.

[ CM Punk ] Hey, he’s talking to you.

Punk slaps the spoon out of Moxley’s hand, sending it flying across the room. Moxley’s face tells the story. He knows what he has to do next.

[ CM Punk ] Show some respect when someone is talking to you.

Moxley slides his chair away from the table and stands up. He grabs his bowl of cereal with a solemn look on his face.

[ Jon Moxley ] My cereal’s gonna’ get soggy without a spoon.

[ Paul Heyman ] Then you should’ve given me your undivided attention when I politely asked, Jon. All of this would’ve been over with.

[ Jon Moxley ] My undivided attention huh?

Moxley dumps the cereal bowl over AJ Lee’s head! She screams in shock as Punk is ready to pounce until Heyman holds him back.

[ Jon Moxley ] I’m all ears.

[ Paul Heyman ] You’ve just made a VERY poor decision, Mr. Moxley, but no more poor than the one you’ll make if you show up for Gold Rush at Supremacy. That championship doesn’t deserve to go around your waist. It belongs to a real champion like C.. M.. Punk!

[ CM Punk ] Or we can settle this right now and you won’t have to worry about showing up.

[ Jon Moxley ] Let’s go.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman and Richard Holliday walk into the scene, cackling in laughter.

[ Richard Holliday ] Max, would you look at this trainwreck?

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] Disgusting. A chick covered in milk, a fat guy holding back a failed MMA fighter, and Jon Moxley doing his usual tough guy routine.

MJF is in awe.

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] Wow! Just when I thought I would struggle just a LITTLE bit at Supremacy in taking home that Intercontinental title, I see displays like this and realize how wrong I was.

[ Richard Holliday ] This is going to be a walk in the park!

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] That is, if I were to ever walk in a park among the disgustos and filth that’s in this world. I mean, look at what’s in front of us. This is enough filth to be around.

Punk turns his attention from Moxley and looks to MJF.

[ CM Punk ] For someone who talks so much trash, you sure don’t do anything.

[ Richard Holliday ] Same thing could be said for you, bro.

Punk slaps Holliday across the face! MJF responds with a sucker punch to Punk and the brawl is on! Moxley climbs to the top of the table and dives off, landing on top of the brawl, immediately inserting himself into the fray! Paul Heyman removes AJ Lee from the scene as bodies are going everywhere with no one getting an upper hand. From Holliday to Mox, Punk is wildly swinging at anyone near him. MJF pushes Holliday in front of Mox, who levels him with a Paradigm Shift! As MJF tries to escape, he runs right into Keith Lee!

[ Keith Lee ] Going somewhere?

[ Maxwell Jacob Friedman ] Oh.. I.. Uh..

Keith Lee grabs MJF by the scarf and slings him completely out of the view of the camera! Richard Holliday is picked up by Moxley and his limp body is tossed out of sight as well. This leaves Keith Lee, CM Punk, and Jon Moxley in a standoff.

[ Keith Lee ] Fellas.

He nods.

[ Keith Lee ] I don’t know about y’all, but I’m lookin’ forward to Gold Rush.

The staredown continues between the three as we cut back to ringside. Who’s going to leave the Gold Rush match as the new Intercontinental Champion?!

Referee - Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit - 30:00

Rhea Ripley looms over Valentina Loca, glaring down at her in the middle of the ring. The fans watch with bated breath, already knowing how this is going to turn out. Aubrey Edwards stands between them, looking from Loca to Rhea and back again before calling for the bell.

[ Tony Schiavone ] I'm not sure how I feel about Valentina Loca's changes here, friends.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Regardless of 'er chances, Tony, you must give credit to the pint size brawler for stepping in as a last minute replacement against an opponent like Rhea Ripley!

[ Tony Schiavone ] The women's division has been the victim of quite the shake-up over the course of the last several weeks. With the exit of Christina Von Eerie and Jinny's true rise to championship dominance, it's truly been anyone's game. We've also received word that Io Shirai has returned to Japan to find herself after the tragic events of the past week.

As soon as the bell rings, Ripley tears off Loca's head with a clothesline! The fans boo loudly as Ripley grabs a handful of Loca's hair and snatches her up off the mat, deadlifting her into THE RIPTIDE! The fans continue booing as Ripley covers... one! Two! Thr-- Ripley pulls Valentina Loca up!

[ Scott Steiner ] The fuckin' moose is goin' for the hurt instead o' the kill! I LIKE IT!

Ripley immediately rolls Loca over into the PRISM TRAP! Loca immediately begins tapping out! The fans boo loudly as Ripley continues to crank on the hold until Aubrey threatens to disqualify her! Ripley lifts Loca up in the hold and spins her around before letting her go and letting her ragdoll to the mat in a quivering heap!


Ripley looks down at Loca and runs her hand through her hair as Aubrey Edwards tries to keep her back. Ripley smiles evilly and then steps through the ropes, hopping off the apron. She begins walking confidently to the back.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Statement... made!

[ Tony Schiavone ] With authority!

[ Scott Steiner ] You don't cross the moose! Those arms is somethin' else! Not as big as mine, THE LARGEST IN THE GOD DAMN WORLD, but they're big and they're plenty fuckin' strong!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Ladies and gentlemen, I've just received word from the back that, following what happened earlier here on Bad Signal, Rhea Ripley will be taking on Shotzi Blackheart in one on one action at Supremacy!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] What a match that will be!

[ Tony Schiavone ] The shake-up in the women's division continues! What could possibly happen next!?

We fade out on a shot of Ripley celebrating on the stage.

We immediately cut backstage where we see Jinny and The Highers watching what just played out on a monitor backstage. Holding the women's championship on her shoulder, Jinny rolls her eyes.

[ Jinny ] How unbelievably stupid.

[ Aliyah ] So stupid. Am I right?

[ Jinny ] This collection of absolutely dense gashes who think they deserve a shot at MY championship... makes you two look like bloody geniuses.

Borne chews gum obnoxiously.

[ Vanessa Borne ] I do feel really smart right now.

[ Jinny ] You shouldn't. Bloody idiot.

Vanessa shuts up and looks down at the floor.

[ Jinny ] Three women's matches tonight and I've seen absolutely nothing that impresses me. None of these women deserve a title shot. If I died tomorrow, SGW management would have no choice but to bury me with the championship inside my most fashionable leather and diamond lined casket, designed especially for me by Karl Lagerfeld.

[ Aliyah ] So hot right now.

Before her assessment of the competition can continue any further, the fans pop huge as Nia Jax appears Jinny. Nia Jax looms over her shoulder, looking angry.

[ Nia Jax ] You wanna talk some of that trash to my face?

Jinny raises an eyebrow and turns around, coming face to face with Jax. Aliyah and Vanessa Borne step up but Jinny raises her hand, calling them off.

[ Nia Jax ] You've been running your mouth for weeks about how you run this division... and how nobody can stop you... maybe that's true when it comes to those skinny bitches... but everybody knows that you're only the champion because you've never stepped in the ring... with ME!

Jinny looks Nia Jax up and down, disgusted.

[ Jinny ] You retched, fat--

Nia Jax cuts Jinny off, pushing her down! Jinny goes flying backward and falls on her ass. Jinny looks up at Nia Jax, embarrassed! Aliyah and Vanessa look like they know they should do something... but they don't! They're intimidated by Nia Jax! Jax cocks her fist.

[ Nia Jax ] Try something... I dare you!

They don't move. Jax shakes her head.

[ Nia Jax ] That's what I thought!

Nia Jax turns and walks away. Aliyah and Vanessa Borne try to help Jinny up but Jinny pushes them away, shrieking angrily.

[ Jinny ] Don't touch me, cows!

Jinny remains seated on the floor, seething.

Arn Anderson and Adam Cole are in the middle of a deep conversation in a dark part of the area away from everyone else. It appears as though it's a serious discussion with Arn, The Origin leader, taking over the situation.

[ Arn Anderson ] And that’s why our little insurance policy for Supremacy is going to play out nicely in case Austin has any other wild ideas.

Cole nods in agreement.

[ Adam Cole ] Oh, I agree. When I was stuck in that damn cage two weeks ago, he was the first person I knew to call.

[ Arn Anderson ] You should've let 'em come tonight. We could've expedited this entire process.

Cole disagrees.

[ Adam Cole ] It’s good to have an ace in the hole, Arn, but once I beat him, Austin is done. Guaranteed one-hundred-percent finished once and for all at Supremacy. If our little friend wanted to show up and have my back, maybe pick the bones of what I leave behind and keep look out in case PAC, Elias, or anyone else we've disposed of tries sticking their nose in our business, then that's fine. First and foremost, though, Austin belongs to me!

Britt Baker comes in looking exhausted. Finally finding Cole and Arn in the middle of a sketchy part of the arena raises her blood pressure. She's happy to see them, but at the same time, she could rip their heads off.

[ Britt Baker ] Seriously? A little pow-wow in the middle of nowhere?

There's no answer Cole could give her to calm her down but he tries anyway.

[ Adam Cole ] We needed to speak about a few things in private, away from the others.

Britt crosses her arms and cocks an eyebrow. Cole immediately senses something is wrong.

[ Adam Cole ] What’s wrong?

Britt’s tone is fierce.

[ Britt Baker ] While you two are hiding out talking strategy, Dumb n Dumber are in their little clubhouse creating a mutiny against you.

Cole looks to Arn then quickly back to Britt.

[ Adam Cole ] What?

[ Arn Anderson ] What do you mean?

[ Britt Baker ] Well, it's more Jericho than Corino, but still, Corino and his weird teeth get on my nerves too. When I came in looking for you two, I overheard them in the middle of a conversation arguing about the Gold Rush match. Jericho says he’s going to win the Intercontinental title, Steve didn't appreciate him being in the match.

[ Arn Anderson ] It’s good to stack the deck. Steve will understand.

[ Britt Baker ] I wasn’t finished.

Arn looks curiously at her as Britt continues.

[ Britt Baker ] During all of this, Chris Jericho said WHEN he won the Intercontinental title at Supremacy, he’d replace Adam as the centerpiece of The Origin.

Cole bursts out in laughter.

[ Adam Cole ] Replace ME?

[ Arn Anderson ] Chris Jericho isn’t replacing a soul. This group was built around you, Adam.

[ Adam Cole ] Oh, trust me, I know.

[ Arn Anderson ] And when you beat Steve Austin at Supremacy, it’s just going to solidify that.

Cole is reacting better to it than Britt expected.

[ Britt Baker ] What the hell, Adam? Seriously? You heard what I said, right?

Cole smiles and gently kisses her on the forehead.

[ Adam Cole ] I’m not worried about it. It’s Chris. His ego is huge. He talks a big game, but at the end of the day, both he and Steve know their places. Nobody, NO-BODY, is replacing me as the centerpiece of my own group. I'm not worried about Jericho.

Cole is hit with an idea.

[ Adam Cole ] In fact, I think Chris’ match is coming up next isn’t it? Maybe we should go watch.

[ Britt Baker ] Go watch? You should act on this information and go show him his true place!

Cole shakes her off.

[ Adam Cole ] I’m content letting this play out and see how it works for ‘em. Trust me. It’ll be taken care of in due time. Besides, there's far more stuff to worry about right now than to be distracted by some harebrained scheme. Let's go.

Cole grabs Britt by the hand and walks away from the scene with Arn following in behind. The Origin started the show off in dominant fashion but now seem to have a whole new layer of issues on their plate two weeks before Supremacy.

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 30:00

Chaos ensues early on and Rick Knox doesn’t even try to patrol this one. He’s only here to count the three count for the winner of the match. The stakes are high, with positioning being paramount for the Gold Rush match at Supremacy. We started off with all six men fighting one another, pairing off into a set of three in the ring. DDP and MJF, Nunzio and Jericho, Danhausen and CM Punk. It looks more like a battle royal than a one-fall match-up, which wasn’t helped when MJF turned the tide completely and droped DDP over the top rope and began immediately bragging like he just won the match! He strolls over to the opposite corner and jumps up on the ropes, draped across them relaxing while the four others continue fighting with themselves on the other side of the ring.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Gentlemen, I’m not sure MJF knows the rules!

[ Tony Schiavone ] I don’t think he cares!

Jericho, Danhausen, CM Punk, and Nunzio stop what they’re doing and see MJF relaxing without a care in the world. They walk over to him and pick him up off the turnbuckle. Screaming, MJF is lifted high in the air and is dumped over the top rope, landing hard on the outside! Then the fight continues! Nunzio drops Jericho but Danhausen spins him around and hits a fisherman suplex for two! With Jericho and Punk down, Danhausen runs over to them and kicks both in the face. He celebrates with the tequila dance, but his dance is a little premature. He spins around and there’s DDP, DIAMOND CUTTER! HE NEVER SAW IT COMING!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Diamond Dallas Page’s return to the ring has been something else!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] He hasn’t missed a beat!

DDP picks up Nunzio and hits a fall away slam and then a discus clothesline on CM Punk! After cleaning house, Page throws his arms in the air in the shape of a diamond and BANG! The fans join in unison to a big pop. Jericho knocks DDP to the ground and hits a Lionsault for a two count. DDP rolls out of the ring and Nunzio low blows Jericho and rolls him up for two! It was broken up by Danhausen.

[ Tony Schiavone ] So many near falls! Everyone wants that final spot in the Gold Rush and not be the first man to enter!

MJF sees an opportunity to snipe a pin fall after Punk hits a roundhouse kick on Nunzio but as soon as he’s in the ring, Punk hits him with one for his troubles! Punk covers but Jericho breaks it up and tosses Punk out of the ring. He picks MJF up but MJF rakes Jericho in the eyes, SALT OF THE EARTH ARMBAR! Jericho immediately reaches the ropes.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Almost had a winna’ right there!

Jericho is back up and throws MJF outside. Before anything else can happen, DDP follows up by throwing Jericho over the top rope right behind MJF. DDP and Nunzio then trade blows back and forth and then try throwing one another over the top rope, but are stopped by CM Punk charging at them, clotheslining them both over the top. Punk dives over on top of the pile! Danhausen climbs the top rope.. BIG DIVE ON TO ALL FIVE MEN! Bodies are everywhere on the outside and the fans are loving it, giving us a “S-G-DUB-S-G-DUB!” chant from the capacity crowd.

[ Tony Schiavone ] This match means a lot because that Intercontinental Championship is that valuable!

Danhausen and Nunzio are the first two to work their ways back into the ring and Nunzio kicks Danhausen in the hamstring and slaps on the Half Crab and wrenches back, almost putting Danhausen’s right heel to the back of his head! Danhausen screams in agony but here’s Jericho! He breaks the move up with a Code Breaker to Nunzio! He then puts Danhausen in the Walls of Jericho but DDP WITH A DIAMOND CUTTER OUT OF NOWHERE! Diamond Dallas Page rolls Jericho out of the ring and HITS A DIAMOND CUTTER ON NUNZIO! He presses himself into the corner and awaits, Danhausen finally gets up, DIAMOND CUTTER ON DANHAUSEN! One, two, NO! CM Punk breaks it up! Jericho is back in and he throws Punk out of the ring and covers Danhausen, one, two, three! Chris Jericho has stolen the victory! He’s entering Gold Rush last!


After the match, Chris Jericho celebrates in the ring as his route to the Intercontinental Championship just got a whole lot easier getting to enter the match last next at Supremacy! DDP and the others complain to the referee but it doesn’t matter, Jericho survived the onslaught and has come out smelling like a rose. The Origin is in good position to leave Supremacy with the Intercontinental Championship. All six men in tonight’s match plus six more will do battle in the third incarnation of the Gold Rush match!

As we cut away from the ring, we're greeted by a video package which highlights the debuting Apollo Crews with Virgil in his corner. The live crowd is clearly in awe of his breathtaking athletic prowess but they quickly catch on that this is not a man to be cheered. As the video plays, we hear our announce team speak on the subject.

[ Tony Schiavone ] For the first time ever, Apollo Crews will be stepping into an SGW ring at Supremacy! Live on pay-per-view!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] And you know SGW management must believe in this man's skills, because not only is he receiving this unheard of pay-per-view opportunity, they're putting quite the challenge in front of him, debuting him against upcoming superstar AJ Gray and "The Murderhawk" Lance Archer!

[ Tony Schiavone ] That's right, folks! It's going to be a three way dance at Supremacy, featuring three brand new faces to Solid Gold Wrestling! You have to believe that whoever comes away with this win will get their foot in the door for a championship opportunity! Who will it be? My money is on Apollo Crews!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Apollo Crews is more than worthy of coming away with a huge win here but look at AJ Gray! The man has fought, kicked, and scraped to get where he is, rising from obscurity to an SGW contract! The man has everything to lose and I think he'll fight like hell t' keep it!

[ Scott Steiner ] How the hell can either of you bet against the Murderhawk, huh!? He's called the fuckin' Murderhawk! Of course he's gonna win! And that's ignorin' the fact that he's managed by notorious piss drinker Jake Roberts!

[ Tony Schiavone ] There's only one way to find out! Tune in to Supremacy in two weeks!

Jay Briscoe pours part of a water bottle over his head and then slings the rest of it on the ground in anger. His brother, Mark, does his best to pour fuel on the fire by egging it on.


Obviously upset with the way his SGW debut went, Jay is letting everyone in the vicinity know how he feels about it.

And doing it very, very loudly.

[ Jay Briscoe ] I ain’t come here to lose, man! Shit!

[ Mark Briscoe ] That belt was in the bag, boah! It was a flim flam! A skillet-lick! A bamboozle! A.. a.. A got damn shame, ya feel me?!

Mark looks on as Jay punches the brick wall in anger. He pulls his hand back, grimacing in pain, regretting the decision but Mark doesn't allow him to flinch.

[ Mark Briscoe ] MAN UP!

Mark topples over a nearby table, sending the producers seated around it scrambling.

[ Mark Briscoe ] MAN UP, TABLE!


A voice interrupts their chaos.

[ Bret Hart ] That’s enough.

The camera pans over the reveal Bret Hart standing behind him, his hands stuffed in his jean shorts pockets underneath an oversized hockey jersey.

[ Bret Hart ] Jay, come here.

Jay lowers his head and walks the six feet or so to Bret.

[ Bret Hart ] Head up.

Bret uses his finger to lift Jay’s chin up to make eye contact. Jay slaps his hand away.

[ Jay Briscoe ] Don't touch me!

Undeterred, Bret sticks to the reason he's here.

[ Bret Hart ] You know, the way to react to coming up short isn’t to terrify half the people backstage or destroy property.

[ Jay Briscoe ] Y'all couldn't risk one of your marquee pay-per-view matches gettin' wrecked if I won that belt of his, huh?

He cuts Bret off before he can respond.

[ Jay Briscoe ] Well, you got what you wanted. You saw what happened!

[ Bret Hart ] I did.

He follows up.

[ Bret Hart ] And I also saw what happened afterwards when Cody Rhodes praised your potential to everyone within earshot of that microphone. He’s right, too.

[ Jay Briscoe ] I don't need his approval.

[ Bret Hart ] You're right, you don't. But that vote of confidence does help validate an opportunity I wanted to present to you.

[ Jay Briscoe ] An opportunity, huh? What? You gonna’ let me fight Danielson again so I prove it wasn’t no fluke or what, Hit Man?

[ Bret Hart ] No. You’ve proved yourself, though. You walked into a tough situation against one of the best we have to offer and you didn’t back down. We didn’t know what to expect when we started hiring people a few weeks ago, but you’ve exceeded our expectations.

Bret’s calming demeanor eases Briscoe’s fury.

[ Bret Hart ] That’s why we talked it over and we’re offering you a spot in the Gold Rush match at Supremacy for the Intercontinental Championship if you want it.

[ Jay Briscoe ] Damn right I want it!

Bret is pleased with the answer.

[ Bret Hart ] Now, do me a favor and channel his fiery temper of yours into what goes on into the ring. Don’t waste your potential by being stupid.

Bret and Briscoe shake hands and Bret leaves. Mark cautiously walks up behind his brother.

[ Mark Briscoe ] ‘Ay, 'ay Jay mane, did the Hit Man just reward you fa’ actin’ a damn fool?

Jay nods.

[ Jay Briscoe ] Seems that way don't it? Guess I better start preparin' to travel with a strap 'round my waist.

[ Mark Briscoe ] Did Bret Hart also call you stupid?

The scene fades.

Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 30:00

As soon as the bell rings, Venis and Triple H tie up and fight for positioning before Triple H takes over with a knee lift and grabs a headlock! Venis attempts to elbow out before backing Triple H into the ropes and shooting him off. Triple H returns with a clothesline but Venis ducks it and begins peppering Triple H with right hands on the turnaround! Venis backs Triple H into the corner and pounds away at him until Triple H snaps back into it and grabs Venis by either side of the head and swaps positions with him! Triple H begins slugging away at Venis' head before delivering a couple stiff body blows and pulling Venis out of the corner, drilling him with a vertical suplex!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Triple H is wasting no time in making an impact here at Bad Signal!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] He's in a match with the SGW World Heavyweight Champion, Tony! Even if the title isn't on the line, a victory here will immediately thrust Triple H into the world title scene!

Triple H mounts Venis and punches away at his head before pulling back to his feet. Triple H whips Venis into the ropes and plants him with a SPINEBUSTER! Triple H goes for a cover but only gets ONE before Venis kicks out to a big reaction! Triple H pulls Venis back up to his feet and tosses him into the corner. Triple H charges and flies in with a HIGH KNEE but Venis ducks out of the corner and Triple H with the top turnbuckle! As soon as Triple H makes contact, Venis charges behind him and dumps him over the top rope to the floor!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Venis is doing what he has to do gain an advantage in this match! It's been almost all Triple H so far, which you have to imagine is taking a mental toll on the champion!

[ Tony Schiavone ] It's important that Val Venis shines tonight so that he may head into Supremacy with much needed momentum for his match with Jimmy Havoc!

[ Scott Steiner ] A man like Val Venis shouldn't need momentum to go over a skinny little shrimpo bitch like Jimmy Havoc! The way I see it, either one o' these big hoss mother fuckers should have no problem stomping that emo clown!

Triple H lands on his feet and stumbles toward the guardrail. Val Venis follows him out and takes him by either side of the head. He tries to slam Triple H face first into the ring apron but Triple H blocks it with his hands and then elbows out of it. He grabs Venis and whips him toward the rail but Venis reverses it and sends Triple H flying into the rail! Venis follows him in but Triple H rebounds and catches Venis with a HIGH KNEE!

[ Tony Schiavone ] The crafty veteran Triple H isn't going down without a fight!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I won't lie to you, Triple H has not had the greatest track record in Solid Gold Wrestling history... but The Game has certainly turned up to play tonight! He knows what kind of opportunity this is!

Triple H wastes no time in pulling Venis off the mat and throwing him under the bottom rope. As Triple H stalks Venis, the fans suddenly erupt in boos. The camera pans over to reveal Jimmy Havoc and Noelle Foley walk out onto the stage. Havoc is dragging his axe behind him, leering down the ramp at the match going on inside the ring.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Jimmy Havoc! What's HE doing out here?

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Clearly, he's here t' scout his opponent at Supremacy... or possibly worse! After what Kevin Nash did at the Blood & Gold Tournament in Victoria, Texas, Jimmy Havoc might be looking for some personal justice!

Triple H seems distracted momentarily by their appearance but gets back on tack, waiting on Venis to struggle back to his feet. Triple H immediately lunges forward and boots Venis in the stomach! He pulls him in for the PEDIGREE but Venis BACKDROPS Triple H out of the hold to a big pop! Triple H scrambles right back to his feet and charges at Venis with clothesline but Venis ducks it and catches him... BLUE THUNDER BOMB!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Big move!

Venis springs back to his feet and points at the turnbuckles! The fans are going nuts! However, as Venis heads for the corner, Jimmy Havoc sends Noelle to ringside! She makes her way around the ring with a goofy smile on her face. Val Venis stands on the top rope for a moment and flies... MONEY SHOT ON TRIPLE H! But instead of going for the cover, he remains on his knees next to Triple H and watches as Noelle snatches the SGW World Heavyweight Championship from Justin Roberts and leaves ringside with it! Venis looks furious and rolls out of the ring in pursuit!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] What's she doing?! She's leaving with the championship belt!

[ Tony Schiavone ] That doesn't belong to her! It doesn't belong to Jimmy Havoc either! What's going on here?!

She hands the championship to Havoc and then they leave through the curtain! Val Venis isn't far behind them as Paul Turner begins counting him out! Triple H stirs and uses the ropes to pull himself to one knee, trembling with intensity as he watches through the ropes. Venis disappears behind the curtain as Turner reaches TEN!

TRIPLE H via COUNT OUT in 9:11

The fans erupt in boos and we quickly cut to the back where we see Val Venis looking around frantically, trying to find Jimmy Havoc and Noelle Foley, who have disappeared with his championship belt!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What the-- they're gone!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Talk about mind games. Perhaps Jimmy Havoc is hoping to give Val Venis a preview of what could happen at Supremacy!

[ Scott Steiner ] I think Skeletor is openin' up a can o' worms he ain't ready for! You don't fuck with a man's title belt! If I'm Val Venis right now, I'm PISSED!

Venis continues tearing through the backstage area.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Either way, Triple H has just earned a victory over the SGW World Champion. Maybe not the way he envisioned it but a win is a win and he's surely earned a championship match after Supremacy!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Right now, I think Val Venis has bigger things to worry about than a title defense against Triple H. He's got to find that championship belt and then worry about getting past the depraved Jimmy Havoc in two weeks time!

The camera follows Venis on his search as we fade out.

Triple H doesn’t so much as make it back through the curtain until he finds the nearest cameraman.

[ Triple H ] You, all eyes on me. I have something to say.

He’s raging like a bull, huffing with every breath he takes.

[ Triple H ] My rightful victory over Val Venis was STOLEN from me!

Stephanie stands by his side, rubbing his back. His delivery is stern and forceful.

[ Triple H ] I didn’t want some BS count out finish. I wanted to make a statement out there.

[ Stephanie McMahon ] You did! Val Venis is the protected son of SGW.

Triple H smirks.

[ Triple H ] For now.

His deep, raspy voice is no-nonsense. He doesn’t take his eyes off the camera.

[ Triple H ] Venis, we’re going to meet again. Until then, watch your back.

Popping his head up right in front of Triple H is Danhausen. Danhausen looks deeply into the camera with his eyes as large as saucers, surveying the landscape.

[ Danhausen ] Ah yes, Danhausen here! Tonight, I look to speak to the King!

He turns and is faced with Triple H, who is NOT in the mood for this.

[ Triple H ] What the hell do you want?

[ Danhausen ] Three H Man! I am Danhausen, very nice, very evil! I see you are sad about the outcome of your match and I am here to tell you to turn that frown upside down!

It doesn’t work.

[ Danhausen ] C’mon, H-Man! Show Danhausen your teeth!

Triple H’s expression doesn’t change.

[ Danhausen ] Smile big for Danhausen! Cheesehausen!

[ Triple H ] You have three seconds to get out of my face before I shove your head through that wall.

[ Danhausen ] Violencehausen is not the answer!

He quickly takes it back.

[ Danhausen ] Well, it’s certainly an answer, but in this case, violence against Danhausen is not the answer!

[ Triple H ] Three.. Two…

[ Danhausen ] Danhausen has come to you with an invitation!

[ Triple H ] Not a chance.

Danhausen puts his hands on his hips.

[ Danhausen ] Danhausen didn’t even get to invite you yet!

He sighs.

[ Danhausen ] Danhausen comes bearing good news and gets threatened! Very evil, H-Man!

Danhausen wags his finger at Triple H, who immediately snatches it and wrenches on it.

[ Danhausen ] Okay, okay, okay! Danhausen needs his pointing finger unit!

[ Triple H ] Spill it then!

[ Danhausen ] The Gold Rush match Danhausen is in only has eleven participants! To make twelve, we need one more! An athlete of your caliberhausen would be welcomed! The winner of the event gets the inside the continents championship!

Triple H releases Danhausen's finger and he begins to shake the feeling back into it as Triple H scolds him.

[ Triple H ] You really are an idiot, aren’t you?

[ Danhausen ] You swore!

[ Triple H ] What?

Danhausen pokes his finger in Triple H’s chest.

[ Danhausen ] You swore!

[ Triple H ] Well, you’re the idiot who just suggested that the best wrestler in the business join a match that you’re in, thus rendering your chances of winning dead in the water.

[ Danhausen ] Does that mean you accept the invitehausen?

Triple H kicks Danhausen in the gut! PEDIGREE ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR! Triple H pushes himself up and looks down at the fallen Danhausen with a smile on his face.

[ Triple H ] Yeah kid, I accept.

He smirks.

[ Triple H ] Thanks for the offer.

Triple H and Stephanie walk off as road agents hit the scene and tend to the fallen Danhausen. We return back to the ringside area with the Gold Rush 3 match now filled to capacity, and it’s truly anyone’s ballgame at Supremacy!

Referee - Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit - 30:00

To her credit, Gionna Daddio appears very confident in the early going of the main event of the evening, taking it right to Nia Jax with a series of quick strikes to the legs, doing her very best to take the Force of Nature down to the mat.

Unfortunately for Gionna Daddio, Nia Jax was a woman who would not be denied in front of the white-hot Atlanta crowd. After weathering the initial storm from Daddio, Nia leathers her opponent with an open-handed slap to the face and chest, cutting her momentum short.

[ Tony Schiavone ] ENORMOUS shot from Nia Jax!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] The Donna is going to be fine, Tony – she’s survived wars in the past and she will find a way to slay Nia Jax like all the other monsters who have opposed her family in the past!

Daddio does apply a hanging choke when Jax attempts a powerbomb, but again, She Who is Unlike Most Girls uses the raucous Atlanta crowd’s cheers to her advantage and tosses Daddio back-first into the wall of the steel cage! Daddio bounces off, crumpling to the mat as Senior Official Aubrey Edwards encourages Jax to pin her or leave the cage.

Jax coolly looks towards Edwards and nods ‘no’ solemnly, lifting her opponent into the air and onto her shoulders in a fluid motion – but Daddio takes the momentary lapse of attention and shifts her weight, snaring Jax in a rear naked choke! Edwards immediately begins questioning Nia, but Gionna continues tightening her forearm in her opponent’s throat, slowly draining the life from Jax!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] SEE!? Daddio is going to be just fine.

Jax slowly rolls to a knee and begins to stand, and realizing the grip around her neck is tighter than she expected, takes her time.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Just fine.

Atlanta, cheering their hearts out, wills Jax up and to her feet, and Nia rushes backwards towards a corner!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Oh no.

SMASH! Nia runs back-first into the corner, smashing Gionna! Daddio releases her grip and Nia takes a moment to breathe, throwing an elbow behind herself to keep Gionna at bay. Eventually, Nia turns and lifts Gionna onto her shoulders, looking for another powerbomb, but Daddio grabs the cage wall and slips off, finding balance on the top rope! Jax turns – and Daddio soars backwards, twisting perfectly into a tornado DDT! Gionna covers – ONE! TWO! NO!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Nia Jax is up! She will not be denied tonight!

[ Scott Steiner ] Hell, she’s wanted a damn cage match for forty years – why not go all out?!

Daddio smacks the mat, fed up with this and slowly stands, making her way to the cage door – but Nia has her ankle! Gionna wriggles and fights, but Nia will not let go! Dropping to the mat to kick and pry her opponent off, Daddio unwittingly gives Nia another grip – and Jax runs with the advantage, blasting the Donna with a headbutt! And another! And a third!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] God in Heaven, the brutality!

Jax eventually ceases the beating and rises to her knees, looking around the arena and soaking in the energy Atlanta is feeding her. She presses up to her feet and pulls Gionna up with her, by the hair, throwing her into a body-vice before tucking the head – and PLANTING Daddio with the An-Nia-Lator! Leg hook, shoulder press, Edwards covers – ONE! TWO! THREE!

NIA JAX via PINFALL in 8:02

As “Force of Nature” booms across the speakers, the Atlanta crowd are exceeding the song’s volume with their voracious cheers for Jax. The victorious Nia Jax throws her hands into the air and smiles, realizing that she has overcome her rivals and has won the cage match she has sought for so long.

[ Tony Schiavone ] You have GOT to feel good for Nia Jax, guys – she’s finally put all of the trouble this triumvirate of wickedness has brought behind her! And she’s left standing tall through all the trouble and hardships!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Fair enough, Tony, but Gionna Daddio is looking like she’s just been repeatedly run over by a truck!

Nigel’s analysis is, as usual, accurate, and a team of paramedics dash down the aisle and begin attending to Daddio with Edwards, who is recommending an immediate transport to a local medical facility for treatment. The lead doctor confirms and a neck brace is applied to Daddio’s neck while another group work to bring a back-board into the ring through the cage door.

[ Scott Steiner ] WAY TO GO, JAX, YOU HUGE OAF! You’ve killed the Mafia babe – and now that’s one less freak for Big Poppa Pump to add to his stable of savage bitches! You’ll pay, you pleather-covered squash!

The officials eventually get Daddio onto the board, struggling along the way, but eventually removing her from the ring after a moment of trying. Watching solemnly through the process, Nia Jax is still receiving a steady amount of cheers from the electric Atlanta crowd as Edwards exits the ring. A stiff ‘boo’ mixes into the cheering evenly as none other than Jinny and the Highers stamp down the aisle and slowly enter the ring, the self-proclaimed domain of the ‘Queen of Solid Gold Wrestling.’

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Nia Jax might have defeated Gionna Daddio, but now she’s coming face-to-face with the woman atop the entire division – the rightful and dominant QUEEN, gentlemen – it’s Jinny!

Sure enough, Aliyah and Vanessa enter the ring first, leading the way for Jinny, holding the Solid Gold Wrestling World Women’s Championship along her forearm like a fancy clutch. As the Highers fan out, allowing Jinny to stand between them, Vanessa Borne produces a padlock from between her breasts and suddenly slams the door shut! Aliyah applies the lock as Jinny smirks, looking down her nose and across the ring at Jax, whose steely-face expression has remained unchanged through the entire proceedings.

[ Tony Schiavone ] I don’t know what kind of games these women are playing – didn’t they JUST SEE Nia Jax destroy Gionna Daddio in this very cage?!

Jinny produces a microphone and lifts it slowly to her lips, speaking each syllable with poise and conviction.

[ Jinny ] I will not mince words with someone who is unable to comprehend them, even when simplified or condensed – I am unimpressed with your victory, Nia.

A big boo from the Phillips Arena.

[ Jinny ] I’ve said it time and time again, but Jinny is the unquestioned queen of Solid Gold Wrestling – and your victory does nothing but further cement the point I’ve made all evening and since January. My dominion over this division, this company, and this sport are unparalleled.

Nia Jax steps forward, clearly annoyed, and the Atlanta fans come alive. Unintimidated, Jinny holds her ground and carries on.

[ Jinny ] You…are no different from any of the others. Your size and power are indifferent in my eyes; your commonality with the other worthless peasants at my feet is based upon the fact that you…are not me. You are not the Queen.

The Highers smile and chuckle to one another, keeping their eyes focused on Nia, still watching on intently herself.

[ Jinny ] I predict that while you may not go as quickly or quietly as some of your compatriots, your reclusion to the back of the never-ending line of contention with the rest of the commonfolk shall be…inconsequential. After all, you’ve never been anything more than a big, fat joke with an embarrassingly short, incredibly poignant punchline, Nia Jax.

Jinny licks her top row of teeth and slowly delivers her final blow, directing her Highers into war.

[ Jinny ] Your family’s royal blood was wasted in your blubberous, overworked heart.

Like a bullet from a gun, Nia Jax fires a right hand at Aliyah, knocking her to the mat with a single blow! Jinny darts away, quickly to the cage wall and a step up the wall as Vanessa Borne steps in, throwing a kick – but Nia catches it!


Borne begins begging as Jinny continues climbing – but Jax isn’t having it and lifts Vanessa up into a military press, dropping her down sloppily onto her partner’s prone body!

[ Tony Schiavone ] BEAUTIFUL PRESS!

Jinny swings a leg over the top of the cage – but Nia’s grabbed her left ankle! Jinny looks down at the ravenous Nia Jax, still snared in her grasp and begins wiggling her leg with all she has, finally breaking the grip and sloppily throwing the leg across the perimeter of the cage and scurrying halfway down the wall before falling to the arena floor!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Jinny is on the run!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Well, what do you expect?! Nia Jax is clearly unhinged!

As Jinny begins scooting up the ramp, Nia leaps into the air and drops a leg across the House of Highers, drawing another massive pop from Atlanta – before a giggle breaks across the speakers! Jinny’s attention quickly shifts behind her – as Trish Stratus comes strolling through the curtain!

[ Scott Steiner ] Hell yeah, baby, work it!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Trish Stratus is here!

Stratus stops at the top of the ramp, looking down at Jax, now back to her feet in the ring, then to the SGW World Women’s Champion, crawling up the ramp away from the chaos in the ring.

[ Trish Stratus ] Jinny, through all the posturing…through all the entitlement, you actually made an incredibly accurate statement earlier…and that is, you have had an unparalleled dominion over the women’s’ division, over SGW, and over professional wrestling for the last six-plus months.

Trish shakes her head as Jinny’s eyes grow wider.

[ Trish Stratus ] …and yet…I find myself disappointed in you.

A big pop from Atlanta as Trish carries on, sometimes looking down the ramp and deep into Jinny’s eyes, then back to Jax in the ring.

[ Trish Stratus ] Your arrogance…your attitude…your aptitude for breaking the rules and sullying the championship you hold – they’ve all brought you a Solid Gold Wrestling World Women’s’ Championship – and Jinny, you already know it’s the longest reign in the history of this championship and a top ten entry in the company’s all-time title records. And as such, what better way to enact some humility into you than to encourage a little more history, huh, Jinny?

Jinny begins shaking her head ‘no,’ lifting her hand to stop Trish, but the damage has already been done.

[ Trish Stratus ] Jinny! At SGW Supremacy, you will make another record-setting defense of your championship – against the woman in the ring, “She Who is Unlike Most Girls,” Nia Jax!

An explosion of cheers as a smile grows across Nia’s face.

[ Trish Stratus ] Oh, and Jinny…to hopefully add another degree of humility to our wonderful champion, I’ve decided this championship contest shall be decided as a Lumberjack Match – and our faithful lumberjacks, waiting on the arena floor in Orlando for either you or Nia Jax to fall from the ring?

A huge grin breaks onto Trish’s lips as she levels the blow.

[ Trish Stratus ] Yes, those will be the incredibly talented group of ladies you have been so callously disrespecting for weeks! So Jinny, I hope you’ve enjoyed your reign as Queen – because at Supremacy in Orlando, you’re going to be one woman staring down an army! I recommend you get your rest, dear – you’re going to need it!

“Force of Nature” hits again as Jinny stares down the departing Stratus, her gaze icy enough to give frostbite. Eventually, Jinny turns back towards the ring and locks eyes with Nia Jax, whose beaming smile and confident wave to the champion indicate this defense may very well be her very last!

We go backstage where we're still following Val Venis. As Venis rounds a corner into a darkened corridor, we see the overhead lights flickering like something out of a horror movie. The fans are booing loud as Venis pauses and sees the following words streaked on the wall in sloppy red text... blood or paint, it's hard to tell.


Venis pushes the nearest door open and finds himself in the parking lot. The SGW World Heavyweight Championship is lying on the pavement, unattended. Venis looks around at his surroundings before slowly approaching the belt and picking it up. He looks down at the center plate and places his open palm on it... before we hear a screech of tires... and Val Venis narrowly jumps out of the way of a moving vehicle with Noelle Foley behind the wheel!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Good lord! Val could've been bloody killed!

Val Venis clutches the championship tightly as he watches the tail lights disappear in the distance... only to get blasted from behind by JIMMY HAVOC! The fans erupt in boos as Havoc stands over Venis with an axe in his hands. Venis tries to get up to all fours but Havoc plants his boot in Venis' back, forcing him down. With the championship fallen beneath him, Venis' face is almost forced to rest on the center plate.

[ Tony Schiavone ] I don't know what's going on, folks. Jimmy Havoc will stop at nothing to send a message to the champion! It seems like it was only a few weeks ago that Jimmy Havoc was becoming something of a... beloved anti-hero, battling The Origin, thwarting Arn Anderson and Adam Cole at every turn... but something about this rivalry with Val Venis has brought out the very worst in him! I don't like it! I hate it!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] He's quite the terrifying fellow, Tony.

[ Tony Schiavone ] I think I hate Jimmy Havoc!

Keeping Venis on the ground, Havoc places the edge of the axe against the back of Val's neck as though he's sizing him up! Havoc raises the axe over his head, seething with anger!

[ Tony Schiavone ] No! He can't! He won't!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Someone's gotta put a stop to this!

And here comes Kevin Nash and "Diamond" Dallas Page! The Vegas Connection charges into the shot and Havoc quickly vacates the scene, allowing Venis to return to his feet and give chase... but Havoc leaps into the open backseat of Noelle's vehicle and speeds off into the night, holding a middle finger out the window for all three members of the Vegas Connection!

[ Scott Steiner ] Yeah, you better run, bitch!

We zoom in on a close-up of Nash, Page, and Venis as they stare off into the distance where Havoc disappeared... but before we can fade out and end the show, we hear a loud crash and the camera pans over to reveal "Stone Cold" Steve Austin slugging away at Steve Corino and Chris Jericho!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Oh my! What now!?

Austin takes Corino by the back of the head and throws him head first into a car door! Austin then turns and boots Jericho in the gut but before he can capitalize, Adam Cole charges in out of nowhere and blasts Austin with a forearm to the back! It's three on one as The Origin put the boots to Austin on the pavement!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] All hell has broken loose tonight at Bad Signal!

The Origin continues pounding away at Austin... until Venis and the rest of the Vegas Connection charge onto the scene! Without warning, Dallas Page catches Corino off guard, nailing him with a RUNNING DIAMOND CUTTER ACROSS THE HOOD OF THE CAR! CORINO IS DEAD! Cole and Jericho quickly vacate the scene as Nash and Venis square up and prepare to fight them!

[ Scott Steiner ] Now that's what I'm talkin' about!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Thank goodness for the Vegas Connection!

Val Venis helps Austin to his feet. Corino slides off the hood of the car and lands with a thud on the pavement but no one pays him any mind. Austin, Nash, Venis, and Page stand there, looking worse for wear... four veterans of the business still in the thick of it.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Ladies and gentlemen, we're two weeks away from Supremacy. Val Venis versus Jimmy Havoc and Steve Austin versus Adam Cole are at peak levels of intensity! What will happen at Supremacy... and what will be left of these men when it's over?! There's only one way t' find out!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Tune in to SGW Supremacy in two weeks! Good night!