Poema paused, wincing slightly as she took a deep breath.
Poema Tua: "I know, I’m used to waves being mad high and I am used to surfing on them. When it comes to a cage, though? That’s something I didn’t expect at all. I don’t want to do something like that again if I have to. In this case, I did it! I hope you understand to NEVER [BLEEP] around with me again and never try to ruin my dreams of becoming champion!"
Her expression hardened, her voice carrying deep, cultural pride.
Poema Tua: "Now, I am not the one to be angry or pissed off. Though if there was one thing that this feud showed me, it’s the disrespect, and I feel like I need to address this. Whoever said I am from American Samoa needs to go back to school and learn geography. I’m from Tahiti. And if there’s one thing everyone should learn, it’s to never, ever make a Tahitian upset. We can be cool, chill, and mild-mannered all at once, but once you misrepresent one, you misrepresent all. I’m going to give one stern warning to never let it happen again, because if it does? Prepare for angry Tahitians to come at you with war. And that’s the one thing you DON’T want."
Poema picked up her bag, rolling her shoulders.
Poema Tua: "That being said, I’m moving on to whatever is next for me, and it’s not going to stop me from becoming champion. I heard there is a tag team championship tournament coming up and I want to know who my partner is. Whoever it is, I hope they don’t backstab me or betray me. Because if there’s anything in the world... that’s one thing I don’t like."
Match 3: Rising Star Division Singles Match
"Miss Magnifica" Keylla Munoz-Atherton vs. Kimberly Hart
[RING INTRODUCTIONS]
Mia Rivera: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Medellín, Colombia, weighing in at 123 pounds... 'MISS MAGNIFICA' KEYLLA MUNOZ-ATHERTON!"
Keylla made an extravagant entrance, holding her smartphone on a gold gimbal while livestreaming to her followers. She wore designer sunglasses and vibrant emerald-and-gold gear, blowing kisses and posing for the hard camera with absolute vanity.
Mia Rivera: "And her opponent, from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 113 pounds... KIMBERLY HART!"
Kimberly emerged from behind the curtain looking utterly unhinged. There were no smiles, no playful antics. Her eyes were dark, rimmed with smudged black eyeliner, her teeth clenched as she stormed toward the ring. The loss of the Rising Star Championship to Charlie Foxtrot had left her volatile and dangerous.
The bell rang.
TIME: 0:00 / 20:00
Kimberly did not wait for a collar-and-elbow tie-up. She charged across the canvas like a rabid animal, tackling Keylla into the corner and raining down wild forearm strikes. Kimberly dragged Keylla to the mat by her hair and began drilling her with stiff From the Streets kicks directly to the chest.
Biff Franklin: "Kimberly Hart is competing with pure venom tonight! She is taking out all of her frustration from Splatoberfest on Keylla!"
Keylla shrieked, rolling to the floor to protect her face. Kimberly pursued her relentlessly, whipping Keylla into the steel ring steps with a sickening crash. Back inside the ring, Kimberly set Keylla up in the ropes, looking for Nightmares Are Made Of—her rope-hung DDT.
Leina Debaillion: "Kimberly is completely reckless right now! She’s not thinking about wrestling, she just wants to hurt someone!"
Keylla used Kimberly's overzealous aggression against her. As Kimberly tried to pull her through the ropes, Keylla snapped Kimberly's neck across the top rope with a hotshot! Kimberly stumbled backward into the center of the ring, clutching her throat.
Keylla sprang back into the ring with remarkable agility, delivering a sharp tilt-a-whirl headscissors that sent Kimberly spinning to the canvas. Keylla followed up with Double Exposure—her double knee facebreaker!
Keylla didn't go for a standard pin. She smirked, pulled out her phone from the corner post, and posed for a selfie over Kimberly’s dazed body before dropping down for the cover.
Kimberly suddenly snapped awake, kicking out at two and attempting to lock in the Apex Crusher Mandible Claw! But Kimberly was too frantic and lost her balance. Keylla spun out of the hold, grabbed Kimberly by the waist, rolled her through into a sunset flip, and hooked Kimberly’s tights firmly with both hands!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
*DING! DING! DING!*
TIME: 08:42 / 20:00
Mia Rivera: "Here is your winner... 'MISS MAGNIFICA' KEYLLA MUNOZ-ATHERTON!"
Biff Franklin: "AN UPSET! Miss Magnifica rolls up the former champion for the three-count!"
Kimberly sat up on the mat with her eyes wide in disbelieving horror, screaming at the referee while tearing at her own hair. Meanwhile, Keylla grabbed her gimbal, strutted up the ramp while blowing kisses to her livestream, celebrating the biggest singles victory of her career.
Leina Debaillion: "That was brilliant! Keylla used Kimberly’s own rage against her. You love to see it!"
Match 4: Morrigan Ravenshade vs. Tessa Vale
[RING INTRODUCTIONS]
Mia Rivera: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, from Lexington, Kentucky, weighing in at 125 pounds... TESSA VALE!"
Tessa Vale paced near her corner, trying to keep warm and focused, but the atmosphere inside the Louisville Television Center suddenly shifted.
The arena lights dimmed into a cold, shadowy violet mist as the somber toll of a church bell reverberated through the sound system. A mournful, haunting choral melody drifted over heavy gothic basslines. Emerging through the curtain with measured, deliberate steps was Morrigan Ravenshade.
Clad in midnight-purple and onyx ring attire adorned with raven feather accents, her dark hair falling around pale features, Morrigan possessed a chilling, serene poise. She did not rush. Her dark eyes swept over the Louisville crowd as if looking over a congregation gathered in silent prayer. She glided up the ring steps, slipped between the ropes, and stood motionless in the center of the canvas, lowering her head in a quiet, reverent bow.
Mia Rivera: "And her opponent, making her Splat! Wrestling in-ring debut... from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 130 pounds... MORRIGAN RAVENSHADE!"
Biff Franklin: "We have seen her cryptic vignettes over the past several weeks, but tonight the mysterious Morrigan Ravenshade steps onto the canvas for the very first time in Splat! Wrestling!"
Leina Debaillion: "Okay, Biff, Eddie Boom gave me bad vibes earlier, but this woman is on a whole different level of creepy. Look at her face—she looks completely unbothered, like she’s about to hold a funeral service right in the middle of our ring!"
The bell rang.
TIME: 0:00 / 10:00
Tessa Vale raised her fists, circling cautiously. Morrigan did not adopt an aggressive posture; she simply walked forward with a placid, haunting calm, her hands slightly raised in an open, welcoming gesture.
Vale lunged in for a collar-and-elbow tie-up, but Morrigan effortlessly slipped under the reach, caught Vale’s wrist, and twisted it into an immaculate, leverage-based hammerlock. Vale winced, trying to pull away, but Morrigan leaned in close, whispering softly into Vale’s ear:
Morrigan Ravenshade: "Do not fight the truth, child... just let your burden go."
Vale threw a sharp back elbow that grazed Morrigan’s cheek. Morrigan didn’t wince; she slowly blinked, a faint, unsettling smile curling her lips. Morrigan instantly snapped Vale around, spun her into the ropes, and caught her on the rebound with Deadly Nightshade—a brutal ripcord lariat that turned Vale completely inside out!
*WHAM!*
Biff Franklin: "Good grief! What a devastating clothesline from Ravenshade!"
TIME: 03:15
Tessa Vale hit the mat hard, clutching her neck. Morrigan knelt beside her, calmly sweeping Vale’s hair away from her face with delicate, surgical precision.
Vale desperately scrambled toward the corner, pulling herself up by the turnbuckles. Morrigan paced toward her with measured steps. Vale threw a frantic forearm strike, but Morrigan caught Vale's arm mid-swing, levered herself onto the ropes in one fluid motion, and drove Vale into the canvas with Black Mass—a stunning springboard tornado DDT!
The impact rattled the ring boards. Morrigan gracefully rose to her feet, looking out toward the silent, captivated Louisville crowd before extending both arms wide, soaking in the quiet reverence of the arena.
Leina Debaillion: "She makes this look like an art form, Biff. It’s like she’s conducting a dark symphony and Tessa Vale is just trapped in the song!"
TIME: 05:40
Morrigan methodically ascended the turnbuckles, moving with breathtaking balance. Tessa Vale was flat on her back in the drop zone. Morrigan paused at the top rope, brought her hands together in a momentary prayer, and leaped—landing The Mourning Star, a pinpoint diving double foot stomp straight into Vale’s midsection!
Vale gasped, curling into a ball of agony.
TIME: 07:10
Morrigan calmly pulled Vale back up to her feet. Vale was completely limp, unable to support her own weight. Morrigan tucked Vale’s head under her arm, wrapping her fingers around Vale’s jaw, locking eyes with her one final time.
Morrigan Ravenshade: "Your confession is heard... peace be with you."
Morrigan lifted Vale smoothly into the air and snapped her down skull-first with pure, devastating execution—THE FINAL HYMN!
*CRACK!*
Morrigan did not hook the leg aggressively; instead, she gently folded Tessa Vale’s hands over her chest in a peaceful, funerary rest, placing one palm lightly over Vale's sternum as Dan Jacobs made the count:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
*DING! DING! DING!*
TIME: 07:38 / 10:00
Mia Rivera: "Here is your winner via pinfall... MORRIGAN RAVENSHADE!"
Biff Franklin: "An absolutely dominant, chilling debut for Morrigan Ravenshade! Methodical, artistic, and downright terrifying from start to finish."
Leina Debaillion: "She didn't just beat Tessa Vale—she laid her to rest! The entire locker room better say their prayers, because Morrigan is coming for everybody's secrets."
Morrigan rose slowly, looking down at the motionless Vale with tranquil serenity. She offered a subtle, theatrical bow to all four sides of the arena, turned on her heel, and glided back up the ramp into the dim violet haze, leaving Louisville stunned in eerie silence.
[VIGNETTE: THE ARRIVAL OF VERONICA TAYLOR]
The broadcast transitioned into a lavish, high-definition promotional vignette.
High-tempo, chic electronic beats pulsed through the speakers as runway flashbulbs illuminated a glamorous red carpet. Walking down the center of the carpet in a stunning designer gown and oversized black sunglasses was Veronica Taylor.
Veronica Taylor: (voice silky, arrogant, dripping with condescension) "They say beauty is pain. But in Splat! Wrestling? The pain is entirely yours... and the beauty belongs solely to me."
The screen cut to black-and-white, slow-motion footage of Veronica in international rings, brutally dismantling opponents with technical cruelty—planting skulls into the mat with the D-List Remover implant DDT, shattering spines with the Ultra Fabulous backstabber, and driving her heel straight into heads with the Beauty Improvement Pass curb stomp.
Veronica Taylor: "Look at the women in that locker room. Plain faces. Desperate little girls begging for attention from crowds that wouldn't recognize true elegance if it hit them in the face. I am a world-renowned supermodel, an icon of high fashion, and the ultimate standard of athletic perfection. Splat! Wrestling didn't need another wrestler. It needed a masterpiece. You may look... but remember your place."
She blew an icy kiss toward the lens, turned on her designer heel, and vanished behind velvet ropes as the screen declared:
VERONICA TAYLOR — PERFECTION IS COMING.
Match 5: Superstar Championship Grand Prix Tournament Match
Amber Payne vs. Max Ironside
[RING INTRODUCTIONS]
Mia Rivera: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty-minute time limit, and it is a SUPERSTAR DIVISION MATCH! Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 155 pounds... 'THE STEADY HAND' MAX IRONSIDE!"
Max Ironside walked down the ramp with calm, workmanlike purpose. Dressed in simple navy-and-silver trunks with black knee pads and kick pads, he didn't boast or pose for flashbulbs. He offered a respectful nod to the Louisville crowd, wiped his boots on the apron, and climbed into the ring, systematically rolling his neck and loosening his shoulders in the blue corner.
Biff Franklin: "Max Ironside in action here tonight, Leina! Twenty years of experience inside the squared circle. Methodical, disciplined, and virtually impossible to rattle."
Leina Debaillion: "Max is pure class, Biff. No gimmicks, no nonsense. But he's going up against someone who has completely abandoned every shred of fair play over the last week."
Mia Rivera: "And his opponent, from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 160 pounds... AMBER PAYNE!"
Heavy rock guitars crashed through the arena speakers as Amber Payne stepped through the curtain. She walked with an arrogant swagger, wearing black-and-gold huntress gear, chewing gum and rolling her eyes at the thunderous boos cascading from the stands. Emboldened by her interference that helped her sister Nikki capture the Superstar Championship in Nashville, Amber radiated cold, defiant confidence.
Biff Franklin: "Amber Payne showered in hostility here in Louisville! The Payne sisters cemented a villainous alliance at Splatoberfest, and Amber clearly doesn't care what anyone in this arena thinks about it."
Leina Debaillion: "She's proud of being a cheater, Biff! Her and Nikki stole that belt from my mom, and now Amber thinks she can walk around like she owns the place. I hope Max wipes that smirk right off her face!"
The bell rang.
TIME: 0:00 / 20:00
The match opened with a tense collar-and-elbow tie-up. Amber used her five-pound weight advantage and aggressive leverage to back Max into the turnbuckles. When referee Dan Jacobs called for a clean break, Amber shoved both open palms hard into Max's chest, mouthing off with a sharp sneer.
Max didn't flinch. He calmly stepped out of the corner, circled, and caught Amber's outstretched arm in a fluid wristlock. Amber reversed into a side headlock, but Max dropped his hips, shot her off into the ropes, and caught her on the rebound with a flawless drop toehold that sent Amber skidding across the canvas.
TIME: 04:30 / 20:00
Amber scrambled up, her temper flaring. She charged with a stiff forearm smash, but Max ducked underneath, took her down with a textbook single-leg sweep, and immediately began working on Amber's left knee with an Indian deathlock.
Biff Franklin: "Look at the ring awareness from Max Ironside. Grounding the explosive power of Amber Payne right in the center of the ring."
Amber grimaced, throwing sharp back elbows into Max's temple to break the hold. She scrambled to her feet and drilled Max with a stinging European uppercut, followed by a snap suplex that drove the veteran hard into the canvas. Amber quickly followed up with a running leg drop across Max's throat.
Amber hooked the leg:
ONE!
Max kicked out cleanly at one and a half.
Amber kept the pressure on through the middle stretch, stomping Max in the corner and executing her trademark Final Judgment sequence—a vicious corner lariat, a heavy body splash, and a running hip attack that left Max slumped against the bottom turnbuckle. Amber capped it off with a mocking running big boot right to Max's jaw!
TIME: 09:45 / 20:00
Amber dragged Max to the center of the ring and pulled him up for the Pain Killer Kudo Driver. But Max countered mid-hoist, shifting his weight and snapping off a crisp Half-Nelson Facebuster!
Both competitors crashed to the mat as the referee began his mandatory ten-count:
"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!"
Max stirred first, feeding on the Louisville crowd’s rhythmic clapping. Max dodged a wild right hook from Amber, connected with a series of stiff palm strikes to the chest, and snapped her over with a precision Special Needs reverse Russian legsweep!
Max floated over into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!
Amber kicked out, arching her shoulder up just in time!
Leina Debaillion: "Come on, Max! Keep the pressure on her!"
Max transitioned smoothly, looking to lock in his dreaded Crippled Crossface. But Amber clawed at Max's fingers, rolled onto her stomach, and pushed herself backward toward the ropes to force a break. As Jacobs stepped in to create separation, Amber shoved Jacobs slightly into Max's path, creating a momentary collision.
With the referee momentarily turned and repositioning himself, Amber seized the opportunity. She fired a vicious, hidden thumb directly into Max's right eye, blinding him instantly!
Max recoiled, clutching his face in shock. Amber capitalized immediately, stepping through with a brutal Shining Wizard that cracked flush against Max's jaw!
Max crashed hard to the canvas. Amber dropped down, hooking the leg while subtly draping her boots across the middle rope for extra illegal leverage just out of the referee's direct line of sight!
Referee Dan Jacobs counted:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
*DING! DING! DING!*
TIME: 16:18 / 20:00
Mia Rivera: "Here is your winner... AMBER PAYNE!"
Biff Franklin: "Amber Payne steals the victory! A blatant thumb to the eye and leverage on the ropes behind Dan Jacobs' back!"
Leina Debaillion: "Are you kidding me?! She gouged his eyes out, Biff! The Payne sisters can't win a single match without cheating their asses [BLEEP] off! It’s disgusting!"
Amber hopped off the canvas with a mocking laugh, strutting out to the center of the ring and raising both arms in victory to a chorus of deafening boos. On the mat, Max Ironside sat up, blinking through the stinging pain in his eye, shaking his head in quiet frustration as he realized he had been blatantly robbed. Amber blew a sarcastic kiss to Max and the commentary desk before sauntering back up the entrance ramp, basking in pure heel heat.
Match 6: Twin Star Championship Tournament (Round 1)
GT & Aaron "Scarface" Snyder vs. JoeStar Stanton & Ashley "The Menace" Ellis
[RING INTRODUCTIONS]
Mia Rivera: "The following contest is a FIRST-ROUND MATCH in the Twin Star Championship Tournament! Introducing first, the team of JOESTAR STANTON and ASHLEY 'THE MENACE' ELLIS!"
Ashley Ellis strutted to the ring recording a video on her phone, wearing holographic influencer gear and basking in the crowd's heavy boos. Behind her walked JoeStar Stanton, looking completely focused and somewhat annoyed by Ashley's antics, but determined to represent his family name on his own terms.
Mia Rivera: "And their opponents... first, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 250 pounds... AARON 'SCARFACE' SNYDER!"
Aaron marched down the ramp with cold, terrifying intensity, the scars across his face highlighting his stone-cold expression. He stepped into the ring and stood motionless in the corner, staring down JoeStar and Ashley.
Mia Rivera: "And his partner... from San Diego, California, weighing in at 195 pounds... representing The Heartless... G-T!"
The crowd erupted into a massive cheer as "Heartless" played over the sound system. GT emerged onto the stage last. His ribs and left shoulder were heavily wrapped in athletic tape, and he moved with a visible, painful limp following the earlier ambush by Shawn McGrath and the Millennium Men. Yet despite the pain etched into his features, GT tapped his chest, pointed to the fans, and slowly descended the ramp to join Aaron in the ring.
Biff Franklin: "Look at GT, folks. The man was ambushed, beaten with steel, and handcuffed just hours ago. Medics told him not to compete tonight, but he refused to let his partner or these fans down."
Leina Debaillion: "Gabby's got more heart in his pinky finger than Shawn McGrath and his little goons have in their entire bodies. Let's go, GT!"
The bell rang.
TIME: 0:00 / 25:00
Aaron Snyder started the match against JoeStar Stanton, establishing a hard-hitting, physical clinic. Aaron used his massive size and technical dominance to control JoeStar with heavy forearm smashes and a stiff gutwrench suplex. JoeStar battled back with impressive athleticism, catching Aaron off the ropes with his signature Break Line Knee and following up with a ringing clothesline that forced Aaron into the corner.
Ashley demanded a tag, eager to get in the ring while Aaron was staggered. JoeStar tagged her in, and Ashley immediately went to work with stomps and chokes against the ropes. However, when Ashley turned around to taunt GT on the apron, Aaron recovered, grabbed Ashley by the wrist, and spun her into a brutal armbar takedown that had Ashley screaming in panic.
Ashley managed to reach the ropes, scrambling across the canvas to tag JoeStar back in. Aaron immediately lunged forward, executing a picture-perfect Skull End Choke on JoeStar before dragging him toward the corner and tagging in GT.
TIME: 10:30 / 25:00
GT stepped between the ropes to a thunderous Louisville ovation. Moving on sheer willpower, GT unleashed a rapid combination of strikes on JoeStar, connecting with his signature F I R E B A L L spinning forearm. But when GT attempted to hoist JoeStar up for a slam, GT’s injured ribs gave out, causing him to collapse to one knee in agony.
JoeStar, seeing the injury, hesitated for a split second out of sportsmanship, but Ashley shrieked from the apron:
Ashley Ellis: "TAKE HIM OUT, JOE! PIN HIM!"
JoeStar capitalized, hoisting GT into the air and holding him aloft for ten seconds before crashing down with the Factory Slam delayed vertical suplex!
JoeStar hooked the leg:
ONE!
TWO!
Aaron Snyder charged in and broke the pin with a stiff boot to JoeStar's head!
Ashley ran into the ring to attack Aaron, but Aaron caught her mid-stride, lifted her effortlessly, and hurled her over the top rope down to the floor with a terrifying military press!
JoeStar lunged at Aaron, but Aaron side-stepped, driving JoeStar down with a bone-crushing Blazing Tornado Brainbuster right in the center of the ring! Aaron rolled out to the apron, leaving JoeStar flat on his back.
GT, clutching his taped ribs and gritting his teeth through immense pain, dragged himself across the canvas. He climbed to the second rope, took a deep breath, and delivered a soaring S A N D I E G O S U P E R C H A R G E D diving elbow drop onto JoeStar!
GT hooked the far leg:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
*DING! DING! DING!*
TIME: 14:52 / 25:00
Mia Rivera: "Here are your winners, advancing to the second round of the Twin Star Championship Tournament... GT and AARON 'SCARFACE' SNYDER!"
Biff Franklin: "What incredible resilience! GT and Aaron Snyder advance in the tournament!"
The moment the bell rang, GT collapsed on his side, gasping for air and holding his ribs. Immediately, Danni Anderson sprinted down the ramp carrying an ice pack and medical wrap, sliding into the ring to attend to GT. Paramedics approached with a stretcher, but GT weakly waved them off, insisting on walking out on his own two feet. Danni carefully wrapped an ice pack around his torso, helping him sit up against the ropes to thunderous cheers from the crowd.
Leina Debaillion: "Look at that, Biff. That’s family right there. GT gave everything he had, and now my mom is making sure he’s taken care of. He didn't need a hospital—he just needed his heart!"
[IN-RING PROMO: THE PAYNE SISTERS]
As GT, Aaron, and Danni slowly exited through the backstage curtain, the opening riffs of an obnoxious, heavy rock theme hit the arena speakers.
Emerging from the back with arrogant swaggers were the Payne Sisters: Amber Payne and the newly crowned Splat! Wrestling Superstar Champion, Nikki Payne.
Nikki walked with the glittering Superstar Championship resting across her shoulder, chewing gum and waving condescendingly at the crowd. Amber walked beside her, arms crossed, glaring down anyone in the front row who dared to boo.
The sisters entered the ring and snatched microphones from Mia Rivera, soaking in the deafening cascade of boos raining down from the Louisville crowd.
"YOU CHEATED! YOU CHEATED! YOU CHEATED!" the arena chanted in unison.
Nikki raised her microphone, a smug, bratty smirk spreading across her face.
Nikki Payne: "Oh, keep crying, Louisville! Cry as loud as you want! Because no matter how many tears you shed on the internet, history will always say that I am the inaugural Splat! Wrestling Superstar Champion!"
The boos grew louder, followed by a surging chant:
"DANNI! DANNI! DANNI!"
Amber Payne stepped forward, raising her mic with a cold, intimidating glare.
Amber Payne: "Danni Anderson is a loser! Just like every single person sitting in these cheap seats! Danni had her chance in Nashville, and she got put in her place. And as for this little Twin Star tournament? Let me tell you all a little secret: I don't care who my partner is. Miss Magnifica, a broomstick, it doesn't matter! The Payne family is walking out of Minneapolis with those tag team titles around our waists, and there isn't a single person in that locker room who can stop us!"
Nikki wrapped an arm around Amber's shoulder, smiling wickedly into the camera.
Nikki Payne: "And tonight, in our main event, Mark Cross and Clayton Halliburton are gonna find out what happens when you step into the ring with true greatness. We run this division. Deal with it."
Nikki dropped her microphone with a contemptuous thud as her music hit, leaving the arena vibrating with pure heel heat.
Match 7: MAIN EVENT — Contender's Showcase
Mark "The Dragon" Cross & Clayton Halliburton vs. "The Mystic Phoenix" Charlie Foxtrot & Superstar Champion Nikki Payne
[RING INTRODUCTIONS]
Mia Rivera: "The following contest is the CONTENDER'S SHOWCASE MAIN EVENT, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first... the team of the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER for the Superstar Championship, MARK 'THE DRAGON' CROSS... and the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER for the Rising Star Championship, CLAYTON HALLIBURTON!"
Mark Cross and Clayton Halliburton made their entrance to a strong, appreciative reaction. While the two men had vastly different personalities—Mark the charismatic veteran and Clayton the stern, no-nonsense purist—both walked with deadly, athletic focus, having earned their title shots at Splatoberfest.
Mia Rivera: "And their opponents... first, from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 120 pounds... the SPLAT! WRESTLING SUPERSTAR CHAMPION, NIKKI PAYNE!"
Nikki strode down the ramp with immense arrogance, holding her Superstar title high in the air, barely acknowledging the fans.
Mia Rivera: "And her partner... from La Jolla, California, weighing in at 192 pounds... the RISING STAR CHAMPION, 'THE MYSTIC PHOENIX' CHARLIE FOXTROT!"
Charlie Foxtrot emerged through the curtain to a roaring ovation, the Rising Star Championship belt buckled securely around his waist. Gucci remained backstage under the watchful care of Julie and Camila, but Charlie's entrance carried genuine fire. However, under the bright arena lights, Charlie looked visibly pale and slightly winded, clutching his bruised chest as he coughed raspy into his forearm before entering the ring.
Biff Franklin: "Charlie Foxtrot is still feeling the effects of that brutal thirty-minute Ironperson war in Nashville, but the new Rising Star Champion is here to compete!"
The bell rang.
TIME: 0:00 / 30:00
The main event began with an incredible display of high-level professional wrestling. Mark Cross and Charlie Foxtrot locked up in the center of the ring, exchanging fluid arm drags, side headlocks, and crisp hammerlock counters. Charlie showed remarkable ring IQ, catching Mark with a swift Mantis Blades kick combination that sent Mark stumbling into the corner.
Clayton Halliburton tagged in and immediately went to work on Charlie's ribs, grinding him down with a relentless, mat-based assault. Clayton applied a punishing seated abdominal stretch, digging his elbow into Charlie's bruised torso. Charlie fought through the pain, gasping for air, and used a desperation jawbreaker to break free before lunging to make the tag to Nikki Payne.
TIME: 12:40 / 30:00
Nikki entered with supreme confidence, delivering a sharp Cheer Drop on Clayton and stomping him into the canvas. However, Nikki's arrogance cost her when she stopped to pose for the crowd, allowing Mark Cross to make a blind tag. Mark entered like a house of fire, leveling Nikki with a spinning back elbow and dropping Clayton's partner with a crisp Shining Wizard!
Leina Debaillion: "Mark Cross is showing why he's The Dragon! Pure veteran instincts!"
The match escalated into an all-out war. Charlie tagged back in, soaring off the top rope with Preem Ride onto Clayton on the outside floor! But as Charlie hit the concrete, he landed hard on his ribs, doubled over on one knee in visible agony.
TIME: 18:20 / 30:00
Inside the ring, Nikki Payne took control of Mark Cross, preparing for her Ugly Shot thrust kick.
Suddenly, Amber Payne walked down the entrance ramp, bypassing the ring entirely and heading straight for the broadcast desk!
Amber leaned directly over the commentary table, inches from Leina Debaillion's face, a venomous, taunting sneer across her lips.
Amber Payne: "Hey, little girl! How did it feel watching your mommy get her ass beat in Nashville? Danni Anderson is a washed-up loser, and you're just a pathetic little brat who doesn't belong here!"
Leina's eyes flashed with pure fury. She ripped off her headset, standing up from her chair and leaning across the desk, her fists clenched!
Leina Debaillion: "You shut your [BLEEP] mouth, Amber! Say that to my mom's face and see what happens, you cowardly [BLEEP]!"
Biff Franklin immediately leaped out of his chair, throwing both arms in front of Leina to shield her and keep her firmly behind the desk.
Biff Franklin: "Leina, NO! Sit down right now! Do not touch her! If you get physically involved in this match, you will be the shortest-employed color commentator in wrestling history! Stay back!"
Out of nowhere, Danni Anderson flew down the ramp like a guided missile! Danni intercepted Amber on the floor, crushing her with a thunderous Power Dunk flying forearm that sent Ashley crashing over the security barrier into the front row!
The entire arena exploded into absolute bedlam!
On the ring apron, Nikki Payne saw Danni clobbering Amber and screamed through the ropes:
Nikki Payne: "DANNI! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER!"
That split second of distraction was fatal.
Behind Nikki, Mark Cross rose to his feet. Mark grabbed Nikki from behind, spun her around, hoisted her onto his shoulders, and drilled her directly into the canvas with a bone-shattering GO 2 SLEEP!
*THWACK!*
Nikki collapsed completely limp in the center of the ring! Mark hooked the far leg!
Referee Dan Jacobs slid into position:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
*DING! DING! DING!*
TIME: 21:15 / 30:00
Mia Rivera: "Here are your winners... the team of CLAYTON HALLIBURTON and the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER for the Superstar Championship, MARK 'THE DRAGON' CROSS!"
Biff Franklin: "MARK CROSS HAS PINNED THE SUPERSTAR CHAMPION! The number one contender just pinned Nikki Payne in the middle of the ring!"
The final bell brought zero peace.
Nikki rolled out of the ring clutching her nose, screaming in blind rage. Seeing Danni Anderson standing near the broadcast desk, Nikki and Amber swarmed Danni from behind, driving her into the steel ring apron with a vicious double-team attack!
Leina Debaillion: (screaming into the desk mic) "GET OFF MY MOM! GET OFF HER!"
Suddenly, GT sprinted down the ramp, ignoring his taped ribs and agonizing injuries, hurling himself directly into the fray! GT tackled Amber off Danni, throwing wild right hands as Danni tackled Nikki across the announce table!
Referees, security guards, and road agents flooded from the back, desperately trying to pull the four competitors apart. Chairs were knocked over, papers flew through the air, and the Louisville crowd was on its feet screaming in pure pandemonium!
Biff Franklin: "TOTAL CHAOS IN LOUISVILLE! FISTS FLYING EVERYWHERE! GT AND DANNI ARE FIGHTING FOR THEIR LIVES AGAINST THE PAYNE SISTERS!"
Danni broke free from a security guard's grip, lunging back across the desk to land a blistering right hook on Nikki's jaw as the broadcast clock ran out!
Suddenly, the massive arena Tron flickered with high-voltage static, and the commanding voice of General Manager Madoka Kawada cut straight through the deafening roar of the arena!
The Tron illuminated with a live video feed from the gorilla position backstage, where Madoka stood holding a production headset and a wireless microphone. Her expression was sharp, immovable, and utterly fed up with the out-of-control violence spilling across ringside.
Madoka Kawada: "ENOUGH! Security, pull them apart right now!"
The arena guards redoubled their efforts, wedging bodies between GT, Danni, Amber, and Nikki, though both sides continued thrashing and clawing against the blockade.
Madoka Kawada: "If you want to tear each other to pieces, you are not going to do it at the announce desk, and you are not going to do it in the floor aisles! You are going to do it inside the ring where it belongs! Next Saturday night, our main event is officially signed! It will be DANNI ANDERSON, GT, and MARK 'THE DRAGON' CROSS teaming up against SUPERSTAR CHAMPION NIKKI PAYNE, AMBER PAYNE, and 'IT GIRL' TAYLOR LANDRY in a massive SIX-PERSON TRIOS MATCH!"
The Louisville crowd erupted into a thunderous roar of approval that shook the rafters!
Nikki Payne shrieked in absolute fury on the arena floor, clutching her bruised nose and her Superstar Championship belt while Amber held her back, screaming venomously up toward the Tron. Across the divide, Danni wiped a bead of sweat and stray hair from her forehead with a fierce, confident grin, while GT pumped his fist to the roaring crowd, his eyes blazing with pure fire despite his taped ribs and battered body.
Leina Debaillion: (slamming both hands down onto the announce desk) "YES! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! Put all three of them in that ring together so my mom, Gabby, and Mark can beat the [BLEEP] out of those arrogant cheaters!"
Biff Franklin: "An absolute blockbuster main event made official by General Manager Madoka Kawada! Six of Splat! Wrestling's premier competitors colliding in one ring next week to settle this explosive, boiling bad blood!"
Leina Debaillion: "The Payne sisters thought they could jump people and run this place? No way! Next week, they're getting paid back in full!"
Biff Franklin: "WE ARE OUT OF TIME! TUNE IN NEXT WEEK FOR MORE SPLAT! WRESTLING! GOOD NIGHT FROM KENTUCKY!"
The camera panned over the raging brawl as security struggled to maintain order amid total, unresolved anarchy.
[FADE TO BLACK]
[OFFICIAL RESULTS - LOUISVILLE TELEVISION BROADCAST]
- Singles Match: Eddie Boom def. Cody Mercer via pinfall (07:48) with The Final Bow.
- Singles Match: Morrigan Ravenshade def. Tessa Vale via pinfall (07:38) with The Final Hymn.
- Shooting Star Championship #1 Contender Match: Taylor Landry def. AYA via pinfall (13:48) with the Tay Drop. (Taylor Landry earns a future Shooting Star Championship match with 24 hours' notice.)
- Rising Star Singles Match: Keylla Munoz-Atherton def. Kimberly Hart via pinfall (08:42) with a rollup.
- Superstar Championship Grand Prix Tournament Match: Amber Payne def. Max Ironside via pinfall (16:18) after a hidden thumb to the eye and illegal rope leverage. Amber steals the victory and continues the Payne Sisters' heel momentum.
- Twin Star Championship Tournament (First Round): GT & Aaron "Scarface" Snyder def. JoeStar Stanton & Ashley Ellis via pinfall (14:52) when GT pinned JoeStar following a diving elbow drop.
- Contender's Showcase Main Event: Mark "The Dragon" Cross & Clayton Halliburton def. Charlie Foxtrot & Nikki Payne via pinfall (21:15) when Mark Cross pinned Superstar Champion Nikki Payne following the Go 2 Sleep.