P:V Uprising 96
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
TD Garden, Boston
2nd November 2024
The camera pans over a packed TD Garden in Boston, Massachusetts. The crowd is electrified, holding up signs and cheering as pyrotechnics explode on the stage. “Uprising” by Muse blasts through the arena, setting the high-energy tone for the night. The lights flash in rhythm with the music before settling on the commentator table, where Zac Brindle and Johnny Kaos are ready to kick off Uprising 96.
Zac Brindle: “Welcome, everyone, to Uprising 96! We’re live from the legendary TD Garden here in Boston, Massachusetts, and this crowd is ready for a night packed with intense action!”
Johnny Kaos: “Boston is always wild, Zac, but tonight might just set a new standard! We’ve got a huge main event on the horizon—Elijah Drake going one-on-one with the masked Egyptian monster himself, Midas!”
Zac Brindle: “That’s right, Johnny! Elijah Drake is inching closer to his Heavyweight Championship shot, but he’s got a monstrous challenge ahead in Midas, whose power and ruthlessness make him one of the most feared men in Project Violence.”
Johnny Kaos: “And that’s just the main event, folks! Also on the card, we’ve got Dash Diaz fresh off his hard-fought title defense, taking on Chopper Anderson. This could be a fast-paced classic, with both men fighting for momentum here tonight.”
Zac Brindle: “Plus, ‘The Wayward Traveller’ Bernard Wolfe will take on the brawling Boyd Jackson! Wolfe is riding high after his recent wins, but Jackson’s not one to go down without a fight.”
Johnny Kaos: “And don’t forget, Teddy Rush returns to the ring to square off against Maverick Matthews! These two are young, hungry, and looking to prove themselves on the big stage.”
Zac Brindle: “And in a battle that’s guaranteed to be personal, we’ve got Dutch Ramirez facing off against Darrell Robles! Ramirez wants revenge, and Robles? Well, he’s just here to break bodies!”
Johnny Kaos: “Boston, get ready—this is going to be one for the books! We’re bringing you the best in hard-hitting, high-octane wrestling action, and it all starts… right now!”
The camera shifts to the entrance ramp as the first match of the night is set to begin, the crowd already roaring in anticipation for Uprising 96.
Tag Team Match
Rebel Society vs. Masters of the Mat
Backstage
Ghost Laid to Rest
The camera opens in the backstage interview area, where Elena Cruz stands, microphone in hand, flashing a welcoming smile. Standing beside her is Teddy Rush, who’s looking confident and fired up. The crowd cheers as he appears on the screen, sensing Rush’s newfound energy.
Elena Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time—the always determined and freshly victorious, Teddy Rush! Teddy, at Global Takeover, you faced and defeated your former friend and bitter rival, Bjorn Asulf. You ended a personal war that’s been following you for quite some time. How are you feeling now that you’ve finally put that chapter behind you?”
Teddy Rush: nodding, a look of relief on his face “Elena, I can’t tell you how much that win meant to me. Bjorn and I go way back, and that history—it’s been heavy. That match was more than just a fight. It was years of history, betrayal, and hurt all rolled into one. So, yeah, it feels damn good to finally lay that ghost to rest. I feel… free.”
Elena Cruz: “Understandably so. And tonight, you’re stepping into the ring with Maverick Matthews. What’s your mindset going into this one?”
Teddy Rush: “Maverick’s no pushover, that’s for sure. He’s got talent, and he’s looking to make a name for himself. But I’m not looking to just go through the motions here, Elena. Now that I’ve finally got my head clear, it’s time to focus on bigger things. Beating Maverick tonight is just one step in my climb.”
Elena Cruz: “And that brings me to my next question, Teddy. After your emotional victory at Global Takeover, where do you see yourself going? Do you have your sights set on a particular goal here in Project Violence?”
Teddy Rush: grins, looking more determined than ever “Oh, I absolutely do. I’m not here to settle for anything less than the top. I’m done looking back at my past; I’m ready to focus on my future. And if that means getting into the title hunt, then that’s exactly what I’m aiming for. Tonight, I’m going to show everyone, and especially the champions, that Teddy Rush isn’t just here to make up the numbers—I’m here to claim what I’ve worked for.”
Elena Cruz: “It sounds like you’re more driven than ever, Teddy. Any final message for the fans or for Maverick Matthews?”
Teddy Rush: looking into the camera, intense “For the fans—thank you for sticking with me. And to Maverick, bring everything you’ve got, because I’m coming with the fire. This is just the beginning, Elena. The journey to the top starts right here, tonight.”
Elena Cruz: smiling “Well, there you have it, folks—Teddy Rush is ready to take his game to the next level. Don’t go anywhere; you don’t want to miss his match against Maverick Matthews later tonight!”
The camera fades out on Teddy’s confident expression as he heads off, ready for his match.
Single Match
Teddy Rush vs. Maverick Matthews
Ringside
I’ll be Waiting
The arena is alive with energy as Teddy Rush stands in the center of the ring, his hand raised high in victory after a hard-fought match against Maverick Matthews. The crowd is on their feet, chanting his name as confetti rains down from above. Rush basks in the moment, his face lit up with a mixture of joy and relief. He takes a moment to soak it all in before grabbing a microphone.
Teddy Rush: “Boston! This feels incredible! Thank you all for your support! Tonight, I proved that I’m not just here to play games. I came to Project Violence to show the world what I’m made of, and with this win, I’m one step closer to my goal!”
The crowd erupts in cheers, chanting his name again. Rush smiles and nods, clearly enjoying the adoration.
Teddy Rush: “Maverick Matthews gave me a hell of a fight, but I won’t back down! This is only the beginning! I’m hungry for more! I want that title shot, and I’m not going to stop until I get it!”
As the excitement continues, the mood suddenly shifts when Gabriel Cross’s music hits. The crowd’s cheers turn to boos as Cross walks out onto the entrance ramp, microphone in hand, a cocky smile on his face. He pauses to soak in the negativity from the audience before addressing Rush.
Gabriel Cross: “Well, well, well… look who it is—the ‘hero’ of the night, Teddy Rush! Congratulations on your little victory, but let’s be real here. You really think this win puts you in line for a title shot? chuckles You’re just a stepping stone, my friend.”
Rush’s expression darkens as he hears Cross’s taunts. He grips the microphone tightly, ready to respond.
Teddy Rush: “You think you can just waltz out here and disrespect me after I just earned this win? I’ve fought too hard to let some washed-up punk like you undermine my success!”
Gabriel Cross: “Washed up? I think you’ve got that backwards, Teddy. While you’re busy celebrating your little wins, I’m the one who’s been carving a path to the top. I’m the future of this division, and you? You’re just another name on my list. Enjoy your moment, because it won’t last long.”
The crowd boos loudly, rallying behind Rush as Cross smirks, clearly unfazed.
Teddy Rush: “If you want a shot at me, you’ve got it! I’m not afraid of you or anyone else! You want to talk about lists? Let’s see who comes out on top when the dust settles!”
Gabriel Cross: raising an eyebrow, intrigued “Oh, I’ll give you credit for that fire, Teddy. But don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re anywhere near my level. I’m the one who’s been lighting this place up while you were busy fighting your past. How about we settle this the right way?”
Rush steps forward, his eyes locked on Cross.
Teddy Rush: “You want to settle this? Bring it on! I’m ready to show you exactly what I’m capable of! No more words—let’s see if you can back them up in the ring!”
Cross laughs, enjoying the back-and-forth tension.
Gabriel Cross: “You’re on, Teddy. I’ll be waiting. Just remember, when you step into the ring with me, it’s going to be a whole different ball game.”
With that, Cross smirks one last time before walking away, leaving Rush in the ring, fired up and ready for the challenge ahead. The crowd cheers for Rush as he stands tall, determined to prove himself against the rising star, Gabriel Cross.
The camera fades to black, setting the stage for an impending showdown.
Backstage
The Monster vs The Traveller
The camera cuts to the backstage interview area where Elena Cruz stands, microphone in hand, as the towering and intimidating figure of Boyd Jackson looms beside her. Jackson’s cold glare and imposing frame make Elena’s usual confident demeanor waver slightly, but she powers through.
Elena Cruz: a bit cautious “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… the ‘Beast’ himself, Boyd Jackson. Boyd, tonight you’re set to face off against the seasoned ‘Wayward Traveller,’ Bernard Wolfe. Any thoughts going into this matchup?”
Boyd Jackson: smirking, crossing his arms “Thoughts? Wolfe better be the one with thoughts, Elena, not me. He’s the one with everything to lose here, walkin’ into a match against me. Bernard likes to wander around, spoutin’ nonsense and actin’ like he’s some kinda sage. But tonight? I’m not interested in his little philosophies or his travels.”
Elena Cruz: “Wolfe has earned respect across the roster as a veteran and a skilled competitor, though. Does he bring any qualities that you think might make this matchup challenging?”
Boyd Jackson: laughs, shaking his head “Challenging? Bernard Wolfe may have experience, but all that experience doesn’t mean a damn thing when he’s face-down on the mat. I’m not here to respect him, I’m here to crush him. The minute that bell rings, I’m gonna take him apart piece by piece, and all the stories he’s got about places he’s been? They won’t save him tonight.”
Elena Cruz: steadies herself “You’re clearly not lacking confidence, Boyd, but some might call your tactics… ruthless. Do you have anything to say to those who believe you’re crossing lines with your approach in the ring?”
Boyd Jackson: leans in closer to the mic, his gaze icy “Ruthless? No, Elena, it’s called being smart. If you’re too weak to handle what I bring to the ring, you don’t belong here, plain and simple. Wolfe, all these ‘fan favorites,’ the whole lot of ‘em can whine and complain, but they’re all gonna fall just the same. I didn’t come to Project Violence to make friends, I came here to dominate. And tonight? Bernard Wolfe’s just the next name on my list.”
Elena Cruz: nodding, though visibly tense “Well, you heard it here—Boyd Jackson isn’t here to hold back or play nice. Best of luck in your match tonight, Boyd.”
Boyd Jackson: grins menacingly “Luck? Luck’s got nothin’ to do with it, Elena. The ‘Wayward Traveller’ just walked himself into a world of pain.”
Jackson turns and walks off, leaving Elena watching him go with a mix of apprehension and intrigue. The camera then cuts to ringside, where Wolfe’s entrance music begins to play, signaling the next match.
Single Match
Bernard Wolfe vs. Boyd Jackson
Backstage
Ready to Go!
The camera cuts to the backstage area where Elijah Drake confidently strides toward the office of James Von Drake, the General Manager of Project Violence. He knocks on the door, and it creaks open. Inside, James looks up from his desk, a smile spreading across his face as he gestures for Drake to enter.
James Von Drake: “Elijah! Come in, come in! What can I do for you?”
Elijah Drake: taking a seat, a determined look on his face “Thanks, James. I wanted to talk to you about my shot at Adam Garcia’s Heavyweight Championship. I’m ready. I’ve been waiting for this opportunity, and I believe I’ve proven myself worthy. I want my title match.”
James nods thoughtfully, opening a folder on his desk, ready to discuss the details. Just as he’s about to respond, the door swings open abruptly, and Katya Roux, the fiery manager of Midas, storms into the office, her presence commanding immediate attention.
Katya Roux: interrupting “Hold on just a second! What’s this I hear about title shots? Elijah, you might want to think twice about what you’re asking for.”
Drake looks at Katya, annoyed at the interruption but curious about her intentions.
Elijah Drake: “And who are you to tell me what to do, Katya? I’m not worried about your monster. I’m focused on my goal.”
Katya Roux: smirking, arms crossed “You should be worried, Elijah. Midas is a force of nature, and he’s not someone you just brush aside. You think you can skip past him to get to the title? That’s a mistake you won’t live to regret—you’ll be lucky to even make it to your shot at the championship.”
Drake stands up, his frustration boiling over, but he maintains his composure.
Elijah Drake: “I’m not afraid of anyone, especially not a monster that hides behind you. Midas may be dangerous, but I’ve faced my share of challenges. I’m coming for that title, and no one, not even you or your monster, will stand in my way.”
James Von Drake, sensing the tension rising, interjects to restore order.
James Von Drake: “Alright, alright! Let’s not escalate this. Elijah, I appreciate your ambition, and I’ll take your request into serious consideration. But Katya does have a point. Midas is a serious competitor, and I need to ensure that the main event scene remains competitive.”
Katya nods, a satisfied look on her face as she steps closer to Drake.
Katya Roux: “That’s right. You focus on Midas, Elijah. We’ll see if you’re still in one piece when you finally get your title shot.”
Drake glares at her, clearly unshaken but aware of the stakes involved.
Elijah Drake: “You can count on it, Katya. I’m not backing down, not now, not ever.”
With that, Katya turns to leave the office, a smirk on her face, while Drake stands resolute, the fire in his eyes indicating that he’s more determined than ever. The scene ends with James Von Drake looking back and forth between the two competitors, contemplating the brewing tension as the camera fades out.
Single Match
Dash Diaz vs. Chopper Anderson
Ringside
A Message for Katsuhiro Kaneda
The arena is buzzing with excitement as Dash Diaz, the IPWA Junior Heavyweight Champion, stands in the center of the ring, still catching his breath after a hard-fought victory over Chopper Anderson. The referee raises his hand in triumph, and the crowd erupts in cheers. Diaz basks in the moment, soaking in the adulation from the fans. After a few moments, he grabs a microphone, ready to address the audience.
Dash Diaz: smiling, looking around at the cheering crowd “Boston! You guys are amazing! Thank you for all the support! This match was tough, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Chopper Anderson brought everything he had, and I respect that.”
The crowd cheers again, showing their appreciation for both competitors. Diaz pauses, his expression shifting as he prepares to address something more serious.
Dash Diaz: “But tonight isn’t just about this victory. I’ve heard the whispers. I’ve heard the challenge from Katsuhiro Kaneda over at Rising Sun Pro Wrestling in Tokyo. He wants my title? Well, I’m here to say, bring it on!”
The crowd erupts, excitement building as Diaz’s words resonate with them.
Dash Diaz: “I don’t care if it’s in Tokyo, Boston, or anywhere else in this world—I’m ready to defend my title anywhere, anytime! I’m not just the champion of the IPWA; I’m the champion for all of you! I live for this, and I’m not backing down from any challenge!”
The energy in the arena reaches a fever pitch as fans chant his name, rallying behind their champion.
Dash Diaz: “So Katsuhiro Kaneda, if you’re watching, I hope you’re ready. Because when we step into that ring, it’s going to be for the IPWA Junior Heavyweight Championship! And I promise you, I won’t go easy on you just because you’re from the land of the rising sun!”
Diaz raises his championship belt high above his head, and the crowd goes wild, chanting “DASH! DASH! DASH!”
Dash Diaz: “I’m proud to represent this title, and I won’t let you down. Let’s make this happen! I’m ready for whatever you’ve got, Kaneda!”
With that, Diaz drops the mic, and his music plays as he continues to celebrate his victory, feeding off the energy of the crowd. The camera captures the electrifying atmosphere as the scene fades out, setting the stage for a potential showdown in the future.
Backstage
Rough Patch
The camera cuts to the backstage area where Elena Cruz stands with a microphone, ready to conduct an interview. Next to her is Darrell Robles, a brash and confident heel, with his fiery manager, Hellbender, standing beside him, radiating intensity. Robles smirks, clearly enjoying the spotlight as they prepare to speak.
Elena Cruz: “Joining me now is Darrell Robles, along with his manager, Hellbender. Darrell, you’re set to face Dutch Ramirez next, but it’s been a rough patch for you lately with some tough losses. How are you feeling heading into this match?”
Darrell Robles: rolling his eyes, a cocky grin on his face “Rough patch? Elena, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Sure, I’ve had a couple of hiccups, but that’s just a part of the game. What really matters is that I’m still standing here, and I’m ready to put Dutch Ramirez in his place.”
Hellbender nods, adding her own fierce energy to the conversation.
Hellbender: “You see, Darrell is more than just a competitor; he’s a force to be reckoned with. Losing? That’s just motivation for him to come back stronger. And Dutch? He thinks he can roll in here like a big shot on his bike and intimidate my client? He’s got another thing coming.”
Elena raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
Elena Cruz: “You mention motivation, but do you think there’s added pressure to perform tonight given the stakes? Fans are expecting to see you bounce back.”
Darrell Robles: scoffing “Pressure? Please! I thrive under pressure! I don’t care what the fans expect. I’m not here to cater to their fantasies. I’m here to show everyone who the real star is. Dutch Ramirez? He’s just another obstacle on my road to reclaiming my spot at the top.”
Hellbender steps forward, her eyes blazing with intensity.
Hellbender: “And let’s be clear: when Darrell steps into that ring, it’s not just about winning. It’s about sending a message. He’s going to make an example out of Dutch tonight. This isn’t a game; this is survival of the fittest.”
Elena Cruz: smiling, trying to maintain professionalism “Strong words from both of you. But what happens if things don’t go as planned? How do you handle the possibility of another loss?”
Darrell Robles: leaning in closer, his tone sharp “Another loss? That’s not even in my vocabulary, Elena. Tonight, I’m leaving everything in that ring. Dutch may think he can ride into town and take me down, but I’m going to show him that I’m the one who runs this place. It’s time for everyone to remember my name!”
Hellbender nods emphatically, crossing her arms as she leans into the camera, a fierce look in her eyes.
Hellbender: “This isn’t just a match; it’s a declaration! You want to mess with Darrell Robles? You better be prepared for the consequences. Dutch, you’re going to wish you stayed in the locker room!”
Darrell smirks again, clearly confident and ready to prove himself. Elena senses the tension and excitement in the air.
Elena Cruz: “Well, there you have it, folks! Darrell Robles and Hellbender are fired up and ready for action. We’ll see how it all unfolds in just a few moments. Good luck in your match tonight!”
As the camera pulls back, Robles and Hellbender walk off with purpose, leaving Elena to prepare for the upcoming match. The scene transitions to the arena, setting the stage for Robles’ bout against Dutch Ramirez.
Single Match
Dutch Ramirez vs. Darrell Robles
Backstage
Unsanctioned
The camera cuts to the backstage area, where Stevie Rigg is seen striding purposefully down a corridor, a fire burning in his eyes. He approaches the office of James Von Drake, the General Manager of Project Violence. Rigg knocks firmly on the door, and after a moment, Von Drake’s voice calls out to enter. Rigg steps inside, his demeanor serious and determined.
James Von Drake: looking up from his desk “Stevie! What can I do for you?”
Stevie Rigg: not wasting any time “I’m here to demand a match against Hate Eternal. I want them tonight.”
Von Drake raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by Rigg’s intensity.
James Von Drake: “Stevie, I understand you’re upset about what happened to Edwin, but you know that’s a dangerous proposition. Hate Eternal is a formidable team, and they won’t hold back.”
Stevie Rigg: leaning forward, fists clenched “I don’t care if it’s four on one! I want revenge for Edwin. Those guys think they can just walk all over us without consequences? I’m not going to sit back and let them get away with it.”
Von Drake shakes his head, his expression serious.
James Von Drake: “I respect your passion, but I can’t sanction that kind of match. It’s not safe, and I have to consider the wellbeing of all the talent involved. You have to understand that I have a responsibility to maintain order here.”
Stevie Rigg: frustration bubbling over “Order? What about the order that says they can attack my partner and get away with it? This isn’t just about a match; this is personal! Edwin’s hurt, and I want payback!”
Von Drake stands firm, trying to calm the situation.
James Von Drake: “I get it, Stevie. I really do. But I can’t allow you to put yourself in that kind of situation. You have to think about the bigger picture. There will be other opportunities for revenge, but tonight is not the night.”
Rigg’s expression hardens, realizing he’s not going to get his way.
Stevie Rigg: “So that’s it? I’m just supposed to sit here and wait for my chance while they continue to run rampant? I’m not backing down, James. I’m going to find a way to make this happen, with or without your approval.”
With that, Rigg turns and storms out of the office, leaving Von Drake looking concerned but resolute. The camera follows Rigg as he strides down the hallway, determination etched on his face as he prepares for whatever comes next.
The scene fades out, hinting at the brewing storm between Rigg and Hate Eternal.
Vignette
The Beginning
The scene opens in a dimly lit gym, the sound of clanging weights and the rhythmic thud of fists against a heavy bag echoing in the background. The camera focuses on Caleb Knox, known as “Iron Heart,” as he pushes himself to the limit. Sweat drips down his brow as he delivers a series of powerful punches, his expression intense and focused.
As he continues to train, a voiceover begins, reflecting his mindset.
Caleb Knox (voiceover): “They say true strength is forged in the fires of adversity. Every setback, every loss, only makes me stronger. I’ve been waiting for my moment, and now it’s time to show the world what ‘Iron Heart’ really means.”
The camera cuts to Caleb pausing his training, wiping his face with a towel, and looking directly into the camera with unwavering determination.
Caleb Knox: “I’ve watched the chaos unfold in Project Violence, and I’ve seen the talent, the grit, the sheer will of the competitors in that ring. But what they don’t understand is that resilience is more than just a buzzword. It’s a way of life. It’s about getting back up, no matter how many times you’re knocked down.”
The scene transitions to a flashback of Caleb watching clips of previous matches from the sidelines, his eyes reflecting both admiration and ambition. He sees moments of triumph and defeat, fueling his desire to step into the ring himself.
Caleb Knox (voiceover): “I’m not just here to compete; I’m here to conquer. I’m ready to embrace the challenge and stand toe-to-toe with anyone who dares to step into my path. My heart is my weapon, and my will is my shield. No more waiting in the shadows.”
The vignette shifts back to the gym as Caleb grabs a set of weights, pushing himself even harder, each lift accompanied by a determined expression.
Caleb Knox: “I know what I’m capable of, and soon everyone else will know too. I won’t just be another name on the roster; I will be a force to be reckoned with. When I finally step into that ring, it’s not just for me. It’s for every person who believes in the power of perseverance.”
With one final intense shot, Caleb finishes his set, breathing heavily but with a look of satisfaction. He looks directly into the camera one last time, his eyes burning with determination.
Caleb Knox: “Prepare yourselves, Project Violence. Iron Heart is coming, and I won’t be stopped. The fight is just beginning.”
The screen fades to black with the words “Iron Heart” appearing boldly on the screen, followed by the tagline: “Strength through Adversity.”
Single Match
Midas vs. Elijah Drake
Ringside
Uneasy Alliance
The arena is electric as the match between Midas and Elijah Drake comes to a thrilling conclusion. Drake has just secured the victory after an intense back-and-forth battle, the crowd erupting in cheers for the valiant contender. He stands tall in the center of the ring, catching his breath and soaking in the adulation from the fans. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifts as Midas, furious at his defeat, launches a surprise attack from behind!
The crowd gasps as Katya Roux, Midas’s fiery manager, shouts encouragement from ringside, urging her monster to unleash his fury. Midas relentlessly beats down Drake, leaving him vulnerable and unable to defend himself against the onslaught. The fans start to boo, rallying behind Drake as he struggles to get back on his feet.
Suddenly, the cheers return as Adam Garcia, the Project Violence Heavyweight Champion, bursts through the entrance, rushing down to the ring! The crowd goes wild as he slides under the ropes and charges at Midas, tackling him from behind!
Adam Garcia: yelling “Get off him!”
Garcia and Drake work together to fend off Midas, trading punches and pushing him back as the energy in the arena reaches a fever pitch. Midas, caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, stumbles backward, allowing Garcia and Drake to gain the upper hand. Midas’s anger flares, but he realizes he’s outnumbered and retreats to the corner, glaring at both men with disdain.
The fans cheer loudly as Adam and Elijah stand side by side in the ring, fists raised in defiance, while Katya Roux shouts in frustration at Midas’s retreat.
Katya Roux: furiously “This isn’t over! Midas will have his revenge! You can’t keep him down!”
As the dust settles, Garcia turns to Drake, offering a hand to help him up. However, Drake hesitates for a moment, looking at Garcia with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. He eventually accepts the hand and stands up, but the tension is palpable.
Adam Garcia: grinning “You okay? I wasn’t going to let him take you out like that.”
Drake’s expression hardens, and he gives a slight nod, but there’s an unmistakable tension in his eyes as he steps back, creating distance between them.
Elijah Drake: his voice steady but with an edge “Thanks for the save, Adam. But I don’t need you swooping in every time things get tough. I can handle myself.”
The crowd murmurs, sensing the growing tension between the two competitors, who are both eyeing the Heavyweight Championship. Garcia’s smile falters slightly as he realizes Drake’s displeasure at the interference.
Adam Garcia: trying to lighten the mood “I get it, but you know this business isn’t just about one person. We’ve got to watch each other’s backs.”
Drake steps closer, looking directly at Garcia, his determination clear.
Elijah Drake: “Just remember, when the time comes, I’ll be gunning for that title. No one gets in my way.”
The camera captures the charged moment between them, the fans buzzing with anticipation for what’s to come. As the show nears its end, Garcia and Drake stare each other down, tension hanging thick in the air, before the screen fades to black.
The last shot is of Midas, seething outside the ring, plotting his next move, while Katya Roux scowls at the scene unfolding in the ring. Uprising goes off the air with an electric atmosphere, leaving fans eager for what lies ahead.
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