sVo Showdown 179
Live on the HOTv Network
Goodfellas Casino Arena, Las Vegas, Nevada
7th April 2024
The camera pans across the neon-lit streets of Las Vegas, the vibrant energy of the city pulsating through the screen. We transition to the bustling Goodfellas Casino Arena, where the anticipation for another electrifying night of sVo action is palpable.
Inside the arena, the crowd roars with excitement as they await the start of Showdown 179. Ringside seats are filled with enthusiastic fans, eagerly anticipating the thrilling matchups that await them.
In the commentary booth, Julian Fiasco and Jeremiah Sloan stand ready to bring the action to the viewers at home, their voices charged with anticipation for the night’s events.
Julian Fiasco: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to another explosive edition of sVo Showdown! We’re live from the heart of Las Vegas, where tonight promises to be nothing short of sensational!
Jeremiah Sloan: That’s right, Julian! We’ve got an action-packed card lined up for our fans tonight, featuring some of the biggest names in the sVo. And kicking things off, we have a highly anticipated rematch from Seasons Beatings 2023!
The camera cuts to the ring where the stage is set for the opening match, a rematch between two fierce competitors: Night and Rick Reid. The anticipation in the arena reaches a fever pitch as the crowd awaits the clash between these two titans.
Julian Fiasco: It’s a battle of the ages, folks! Night and Rick Reid set to renew their rivalry in what promises to be an absolute barn-burner! Stay tuned, because you won’t want to miss a second of the action here on sVo Showdown!
Single Match
Night vs Rick Reid
Ringside
From the Shadows
[The arena erupts with applause as Night stands victorious in the ring, having just emerged triumphant from a hard-fought battle against Rick Reid. He takes a moment to catch his breath, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins, before signaling for a microphone.]
Night: Thank you, Las Vegas! Thank you all for your unwavering support!
[The crowd cheers even louder, showing their appreciation for the legendary Japanese icon.]
Night: Tonight… tonight was about more than just a victory in the ring. It was about proving to myself, to each and every one of you, that I still have what it takes to stand tall against any challenge that comes my way.
[The fans roar in agreement, chanting Night’s name as a sign of their respect and admiration.]
Night: But there’s something I need to address… something that has been weighing heavily on my mind for far too long. You see, for weeks now, I’ve been haunted by the specter of my own flesh and blood, my own brother… Nightmare.
[As Night speaks, the arena lights suddenly flicker, casting an eerie shadow over the ring. The crowd falls silent, sensing that something ominous is about to happen.]
Night: I’ve been asked time and time again why I refuse to face Nightmare in the ring. And the truth is… I can’t. I can’t bring myself to fight my own brother, no matter what he’s done.
[Before Night can continue, the arena plunges into darkness. A hush falls over the crowd, anticipation hanging in the air like a thick fog. Suddenly, a spotlight illuminates the entrance ramp, revealing Nightmare standing there, his sinister presence sending shivers down the spines of everyone in attendance.]
[With a menacing grin, Nightmare charges down the ramp and slides into the ring, launching a ferocious assault on his brother. Night is caught off guard by the sudden attack.]
[The arena erupts into chaos as Nightmare pummels Night mercilessly, leaving him battered and bruised in the center of the ring. The fans look on in shock and disbelief, unsure of what to make of this sudden attack.]
[As Nightmare stands tall over his fallen brother, a sinister glint in his eye, the lights come back on, casting a harsh spotlight on the scene of destruction. The image of Night lying broken and defeated serves as a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurks within the sVo.]
Backstage
Performance Review
[In the office of COO Amy Page, the atmosphere is tense as Amy sits behind her desk, reviewing the events of the evening so far. Standing beside her are the Dogs of War, flanked by their manager, James Shephard. Shephard, with a stern expression on his face, wastes no time in addressing the situation at hand.]
James Shephard: Amy, I hate to say it, but that was a bloody disaster out there. Reid had one job – to take care of Night – and he couldn’t even do that.
[Amy sighs, running a hand through her hair in frustration.]
COO Amy Page: I know, James. Believe me, I’m just as disappointed as you are. Rick was supposed to be our ace in the hole, our enforcer. But it seems like he’s been dropping the ball lately.
[Shephard nods in agreement, crossing his arms over his chest.]
James Shephard: It’s not good enough, Amy. We can’t afford any more slip-ups, especially with P:V & DW breathing down our necks. We need to be firing on all cylinders if we’re going to stay on top in this business.
[Amy’s expression hardens, determination shining in her eyes.]
COO Amy Page: You’re right, James. From now on, I expect nothing but the best from Rick and the Dogs of War. We can’t afford any more mistakes. The sVo is at a crucial crossroads, and we need to prove that we’re still the dominant force in this industry.
[Shephard nods in agreement, a steely resolve in his gaze.]
James Shephard: Consider it done, Amy. The Dogs of War will be ready for whatever challenges come our way. You can count on us, even if you can’t count on old Ricky boy anymore…..
[Amy nods, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.]
COO Amy Page: We’ve got a reputation to uphold, after all.
[With a renewed sense of purpose, the Dogs of War exit her office, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead.]
Backstage
Fighting Champions
[In the bustling backstage area of the Goodfellas Casino Arena, Katie Smith stands with microphone in hand, ready to conduct an interview. Before her are the Tag Team Champions, the Canadian Connection, consisting of Scott Cole and Jake Hughes, accompanied by their manager, Alissia Young. Katie raises her microphone, addressing the champions with a curious expression.]
Katie Smith: Gentlemen, earlier tonight you made a surprising announcement, granting the Sin City Scoundrels a shot at the Tag Team Championships. Care to shed some light on what prompted this change of heart?
[Scott Cole, with a confident smirk, steps forward to address Katie’s inquiry.]
Scott Cole: Well, Katie, sometimes in this business, you’ve got to be willing to roll with the punches and adapt to the ever-changing landscape. As much as we relish the opportunity to assert our dominance as the Tag Team Champions, we also recognize the importance of giving challengers their chance to shine. We don’t want to be like Blood Money, defending these belts once every two months.
[Jake Hughes chimes in, his tone echoing Cole’s sentiment.]
Jake Hughes: That’s right. The Sin City Scoundrels may not have been at the top of our list of potential challengers, but their recent victories have earned them a shot at the gold. We’re not ones to shy away from competition, and tonight, we’re prepared to defend these titles against anyone who steps up to the plate.
[Alissia Young nods in agreement, her expression steely as she adds her thoughts to the conversation.]
Alissia Young: Indeed, tonight’s match will be a test of our mettle as champions. But mark my words, Katie, the Canadian Connection will once again prove why we are the undisputed rulers of the tag team division in the sVo.
[Katie Smith nods, acknowledging the champions’ confidence, before signaling the end of the interview.]
Katie Smith: Well said, gentlemen. Best of luck in your match tonight. The sVo Universe will be watching closely.
[With that, the Canadian Connection and Alissia Young head off, ready to defend their titles in the upcoming match against the Sin City Scoundrels.]
sVo Tag Team Championship Match
Canadian Connection (c) vs Sin City Scoundrels
Backstage
Six Down
[In the bustling backstage area of the Goodfellas Casino Arena, Katie Smith stands with microphone in hand, ready to conduct an interview. Moments later, the sVo Las Vegas & Roulette Champion, JVD, makes his entrance, the championship belts proudly draped over his shoulders. Katie raises her microphone, addressing JVD with a curious expression.]
Katie Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the sVo Las Vegas & sVo Roulette Champion, JVD! JVD, you’ve had an impressive reign as Roulette champion, with six successful defenses under your belt. But let’s talk about last week’s events, specifically the controversy surrounding Anthony Moretti and Frankie Malone. What are your thoughts on the stunt Moretti pulled?
[JVD adjusts the championship belt on his shoulder before responding, his expression a mix of determination and intensity.]
JVD: Katie, last week’s stunt by Anthony Moretti was nothing short of disgraceful. Manipulating the situation to his advantage, tarnishing the integrity of the championship, it’s not how a true champion conducts themselves. Frankie Malone deserved better, and the fans deserved better.
[Katie nods in agreement, urging JVD to continue.]
Katie Smith: Absolutely, it was a shocking turn of events. Now, JVD, as you continue your reign as Roulette Champion, you’re edging closer to the milestone of ten successful defenses, which would earn you a shot at the coveted sVo Championship. How does it feel knowing you’re on the brink of such a monumental opportunity?
[JVD’s eyes gleam with determination as he responds, his voice filled with conviction.]
JVD: Katie, reaching ten successful defenses and earning a shot at the sVo Championship has been my goal since day one. Every match, every defense brings me one step closer to that ultimate prize. I’ve faced tough challenges, but I’ve never backed down. I’ll continue to defend this championship with everything I’ve got, and when the time comes, I’ll be more than ready to step up to the challenge of becoming the sVo Champion.
[Katie Smith nods, impressed by JVD’s resolve, before signaling the end of the interview.]
Katie Smith: Well said, JVD. Best of luck in your continued reign as Roulette Champion, and in your pursuit of that shot at the sVo Championship.
[With that, JVD nods appreciatively before heading off, his focus squarely set on the challenges ahead.]
Backstage
Blood Money Rules Pt.1
[The bustling backstage area of the Goodfellas Casino Arena is filled with activity as crew members rush to and fro, preparing for the night’s event. Suddenly, the imposing presence of Blood Money emerges from the crowd, led by none other than the sVo Champion himself, Anthony Moretti. Joe Barone, Junior Gambino, and Nicky Columbo flank him as they stride purposefully towards the COO’s office. The cameras quickly focus in on the group as they reach their destination, the door to Amy Page’s office.]
[With a stern expression, Moretti reaches out and firmly knocks on the door, the sound echoing through the hallway. After a brief pause, the door swings open, revealing the silhouette of Amy Page standing inside. Without a word, Blood Money enters the office, their movements swift and deliberate. The cameras attempt to follow, but before they can enter, the door slams shut with a resounding thud, blocking their view.]
[Outside the office, the cameras linger for a moment, capturing the tension in the air as muffled voices emanate from behind the closed door. The crew members exchange uncertain glances, unsure of what transpires within. With no further access granted, the cameras reluctantly turn away, leaving the fate of Blood Money’s meeting with Amy Page shrouded in mystery.]
Single Match
Jay Adder vs Bronson Martinez
Backstage
Must Do Better
[In the dimly lit backstage area of the Goodfellas Casino Arena, Carlos Vasquez and Victor Holland stand facing each other, their expressions reflecting determination mixed with frustration. Both men are clad in their ring gear, ready for their upcoming match against the Southern Boys. As they exchange a glance, the air between them crackles with a shared sense of urgency.]
Carlos Vasquez: Look, Victor, we can’t keep coming up short like we have been. Two losses in a row is not how we envisioned this partnership going down.
Victor Holland: You’re damn right, Carlos. We need to step up our game tonight. The Southern Boys are tough, but we’re tougher. We’ve got to show everyone what we’re made of.
[They share a nod of agreement, a silent affirmation of their shared resolve. Despite their recent setbacks, there’s a glimmer of determination in their eyes, a testament to their unwavering commitment to succeed.]
Carlos Vasquez: No more excuses, no more slip-ups. Tonight, we prove that we belong in this ring, that we’re a force to be reckoned with.
Victor Holland: Agreed. Let’s go out there and show them what we’re made of. Together, we’ve got this.
[With a renewed sense of purpose, Carlos and Victor share a fist bump before heading off towards the entrance ramp, their minds focused on the task ahead. Tonight, they’re determined to turn the tide and emerge victorious against the Southern Boys, ready to prove themselves as a formidable tag team in the sVo.]
Backstage
Blood Money Rules Pt.2
[The arena erupts with a mix of anticipation and apprehension as the familiar strains of “Gangsta’s Paradise” fill the air, heralding the arrival of Blood Money. Led by the sVo Champion Anthony Moretti, the quartet of Moretti, Joe Barone, Junior Gambino, and Nicky Columbo stride confidently down the ramp, exuding an air of arrogance and menace.]
Julian Fiasco: Well, here comes the sVo Champion, Anthony Moretti, along with his associates from Blood Money. I can only imagine what they’ve got to say after last week’s chaos.
Jeremiah Sloan: You can bet it won’t be anything good for Frankie Malone after he embarrassed them, Julian. Blood Money always has a sinister agenda.
[Moretti climbs into the ring, microphone in hand, as his cohorts flank him on either side, their eyes gleaming with malice. Moretti raises the mic to his lips, his voice dripping with disdain as he addresses the raucous crowd.]
Anthony Moretti: Ladies and gentlemen, shut your mouths and listen up! Last week, Frankie Malone had the audacity to challenge me for this coveted sVo Championship, and what happened? He failed miserably, just like I knew he would.
[The crowd boos loudly, but Moretti pays them no mind, his expression one of smug satisfaction.]
Anthony Moretti: Now, you see, I’m a fair man, Malone. So, I went to see our esteemed COO, Amy Page, and I proposed a little stipulation for our main event tonight. You get another shot at me Malone, this time in a tag team match against the legendary longest reigning Tag Team Champions of all time! However, if you and your sorry excuse for a partner lose to the greatest, Frankie, you’re outta here! Fired, kaput, gone for good!
[Moretti’s words elicit a mix of shock and outrage from the audience, but the sVo Champion merely smirks, reveling in the chaos he’s sown. Frankie Malone silently walks out onto the top of the entrance ramp, looking angry at Blood Money after they stole the sVo Championship from his grasp last week and now threaten his livelihood.]
Anthony Moretti: But hey, I’m not heartless. I’m giving you the chance to find a partner, Frankie. But mark my words, it won’t matter who you pick. Because no one, and I mean no one, can stand up to Blood Money!
[Malone slowly walks down to the ring, bravely fronting down the four members of Blood Money. As Moretti’s laughter echoes throughout the arena, the lights flicker before dimming to a deep crimson hue. Suddenly, the pulsating beat of JVD’s entrance music fills the air, signaling the arrival of the sVo Las Vegas & Roulette Champion, to a thunderous ovation from the crowd.]
Julian Fiasco: Wait a minute! That’s JVD’s music! What’s he doing here?
Jeremiah Sloan: It looks like JVD is answering the call, Julian! Could he be Frankie Malone’s partner for tonight’s main event?
[JVD strides confidently down the ramp, his gaze locked on Moretti and Blood Money in the ring. With a determined expression, he climbs through the ropes and stands shoulder to shoulder with Malone, his presence a defiant challenge to the reigning champions.]
JVD: You want a partner, Malone? Well, look no further. Because tonight, you’ve got the Las Vegas & Roulette Champion standing right here beside you. And together, we’re gonna show Blood Money what real champions are made of!
[The crowd erupts into cheers as JVD and Malone stand united, ready to face the formidable challenge ahead. Moretti scowls, realizing that his plans may have just backfired, as the tension in the arena reaches a fever pitch.]
Backstage
The Question is Why?
[In the bustling backstage area of the Goodfellas Casino Arena, Katie Smith stands by with a microphone in hand, ready to interview the beloved Johnny All Star. All Star, adorned in his signature ring gear, approaches with a determined yet weary expression on his face.]
Katie Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with the one and only Johnny All Star. Johnny, you’ve been embroiled in a heated rivalry with Trailer Trash Terry as of late. Can you shed some light on what’s been going on?
[All Star nods solemnly, his gaze focused as he prepares to address the pressing matter at hand.]
Johnny All Star: Katie, it’s no secret that Terry and I have some history. But lately, he’s taken things to a whole new level. He’s been targeting me relentlessly, attacking me when I least expect it and trying to derail my career at every turn.
[Smith listens intently, nodding sympathetically as All Star continues to speak.]
Johnny All Star: As for why he’s coming after me? Well, your guess is as good as mine. Maybe he sees me as a threat, or maybe he’s just looking for someone to take his frustrations out on. But whatever his reasons, I’m not about to back down.
[Despite the weariness in his voice, there’s a steely determination in All Star’s eyes, a refusal to be intimidated by his adversary.]
Johnny All Star: Trailer Trash Terry may think he’s got me on the ropes, but he’s got another thing coming. I’ll be damned if I let him walk all over me. So, Terry, if you’re listening, just know that I’m not going anywhere. And I’ll be ready for whatever you throw at me.
[With a resolute nod, Johnny All Star turns and heads off, his focus unwavering as he prepares for the next chapter in his ongoing battle with Trailer Trash Terry.]
Tag Team Match
Carlos Vasquez & Victor Holland vs the Southern Boys
Ringside
Strike Three
[The arena is filled with a mix of cheers and jeers as Carlos Vasquez and Victor Holland stand in the center of the ring, their recent defeat still fresh in everyone’s minds. Holland, ever the optimist, tries to rally the crowd, but Vasquez’s expression tells a different story.]
Victor Holland: Come on, folks! We may have lost tonight, but…
[Before Holland can finish his sentence, Vasquez’s demeanor changes in an instant. With a sudden burst of aggression, he lunges forward and takes Holland down from behind, catching him off guard.]
Julian Fiasco: Whoa, what’s going on here?
Jeremiah Sloan: Looks like Vasquez has had enough of this partnership!
[Vasquez continues his assault on Holland, delivering vicious strikes and kicks as the crowd erupts into a chorus of boos. The once-promising tag team is now crumbling before everyone’s eyes.]
Julian Fiasco: This is despicable! Holland didn’t see this coming at all!
Jeremiah Sloan: It’s clear that Vasquez has reached his breaking point, and he’s taking out his frustrations on his former partner!
[As Vasquez stands tall over the fallen Holland, a mix of anger and disappointment etched on his face, the crowd’s boos reach a deafening crescendo. With their partnership now shattered, Vasquez exits the ring, leaving Holland lying in the center, nursing his wounds and wondering what went wrong.]
Backstage
Blood Money Rules Pt.3
[The camera fades in to the Blood Money locker room, where Anthony Moretti, Joe Barone, Junior Gambino, and Nicky Columbo are gathered around, deep in discussion. Their expressions are a mix of annoyance and determination.]
Anthony Moretti: I can’t believe that JVD had the audacity to step up and help Malone tonight. But you know what, boys? This works in our favor.
Joe Barone: How so, boss?
Anthony Moretti: JVD’s got that stipulation hanging over his head. One loss, and he’s out of here. And if we win tonight, we not only get rid of Malone, but we potentially end JVD’s career as well.
Junior Gambino: That’s a damn good point, boss.
Nicky Columbo: Yeah, but we can’t underestimate those two. Malone’s got nothing to lose, and JVD’s no pushover.
Anthony Moretti: Exactly. We need to be at the top of our game tonight. No slip-ups, no mistakes. We walk out of that ring tonight with our heads held high and our dominance unquestioned.
Joe Barone: Consider it done, boss.
[The members of Blood Money share a confident nod before heading out of the locker room, their focus squarely on the task at hand. Tonight, they’re not just fighting for victory – they’re fighting to maintain their iron grip on the sVo.]
Single Match
Alissia Young vs Johnny Dorn
Backstage
Climbing the Ranks
[In the dimly lit locker room of Generation Joint, Kenneth D Williams, Jay Adder, Gunner Lang, and Jacob Izaz gather around, their expressions a mix of determination and focus. Jay Adder sits on a bench, wiping sweat from his brow after his recent victory, while Gunner Lang paces back and forth, his mind clearly elsewhere.]
Kenneth D Williams: Great job out there, Jay. Another win under our belt.
Jay Adder: Thanks, Ken. But we’ve got to keep this momentum going. We’re only as strong as our last match.
[As Jay and Ken exchange words, Gunner stops pacing and leans against a nearby locker, his gaze fixed on the floor.]
Gunner Lang: Damn right. We can’t afford to slip up, especially with everything going on around here lately.
Jacob Izaz: Gunner’s right. We’ve got to stay focused and stick together. That’s the only way we’re going to reach the top.
[The group nods in agreement, a sense of unity palpable among them.]
Kenneth D Williams: Speaking of staying focused, Ken, you’ve got Danny Domino next. You ready to show him what Generation Joint is all about?
Kenneth D Williams: You know it, Ken. Domino’s been running his mouth for too long. It’s time to shut him up once and for all.
[With a shared sense of purpose, the members of Generation Joint exchange nods and fist bumps, reaffirming their commitment to each other and their goals. As they prepare for their upcoming matches, the determination in their eyes is evident, signaling that they’re ready to take on whatever challenges come their way.]
Backstage
No Comment
[Katie Smith stands in the bustling backstage area, microphone in hand, ready to interview ‘the Miami Maverick’ Carlos Vasquez. As she spots him walking briskly towards her, she raises her hand to get his attention.]
Katie Smith: Carlos! Carlos Vasquez, can we get a word with you about what happened out there tonight?
[Carlos Vasquez halts in his tracks, casting a brief glance in Katie’s direction. He seems agitated, his jaw clenched as he stops to address her.]
Carlos Vasquez: Not now, Katie. I’m not in the mood.
Katie Smith: But Carlos, the fans want to know what’s going on. Why did you attack Victor Holland?
[Carlos’s expression darkens, his frustration evident as he shakes his head, clearly not wanting to engage in conversation.]
Carlos Vasquez: I said not now, Katie. I’ve got things to take care of.
[With that, Carlos turns on his heel and continues his march through the backstage area, ignoring Katie’s attempts to follow him. As he disappears out of sight, Katie sighs, realizing that she won’t be getting any answers from ‘the Miami Maverick’ tonight.]
Single Match
Kenneth D Williams vs Danny Domino
Ringside
Sterlings Fault
[In the center of the ring, Kenneth D Williams stands victorious, his arm raised in triumph as the crowd cheers for his hard-fought victory over ‘the Bully’ Danny Domino. As Kenneth celebrates, Domino rolls out of the ring, his expression contorted with frustration. Grabbing a microphone from ringside, he storms back into the ring, his anger palpable.]
Danny Domino: Hold on just a damn minute!
[The crowd murmurs as Domino paces back and forth, his voice seething with rage.]
Danny Domino: You all saw what happened out here tonight! Kenneth D Williams got lucky! That’s all it was!
[He gestures wildly, his frustration evident.]
Danny Domino: But you know what? I’m not surprised. I had bigger things on my mind tonight. I had that punk Alex Sterling’s antics running through my head the entire match!
[The crowd boos at the mention of Sterling’s name, clearly remembering their recent encounters.]
Danny Domino: Yeah, you heard me right! Sterling thinks he can mess with me and get away with it? He’s got another thing coming! And let me tell you something, Kenneth—
[He points an accusatory finger at Kenneth, his tone menacing.]
Danny Domino: —you may have won tonight, but mark my words, this isn’t over between us. Not by a long shot!
[With a final glare at Kenneth, Domino tosses the microphone aside and storms out of the ring, his frustration boiling over. Kenneth watches him go, a determined look on his face, ready for whatever challenges lie ahead. The crowd buzzes with anticipation, eager to see what happens next in this heated rivalry.]
Backstage
The Why
[Katie Smith stands in the backstage area, microphone in hand, ready to conduct an interview. Trailer Trash Terry approaches, a menacing grin on his face as he eyes the camera.]
Katie Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with the chaotic force known as Trailer Trash Terry. Terry, after your recent actions in the ring, it’s clear that you’re making a statement. Care to elaborate on just why you are targeting Johnny All Star?
[Trailer Trash Terry smirks, adjusting his leather jacket as he steps closer to the camera.]
Trailer Trash Terry: Katie, sweetheart, let me spell it out for you and all these clueless fans out there. You see, I’ve been watching, listening, and observing. I’ve seen how the sVo operates, how they play favorites, how they hand out opportunities like candy on Halloween. No one has been given more opportunities that the golden boy All Star, no matter how many of them he blows.
[He chuckles darkly, a glint of mischief in his eyes.]
Trailer Trash Terry: But me? Oh no, not Trailer Trash Terry. I don’t get handed anything. No, I have to claw and fight for every single opportunity I get. And you know what? I’m tired of it. I’m done playing by their rules.
[He pauses, a dangerous edge creeping into his voice.]
Trailer Trash Terry: So, Johnny All Star wants to talk about chances? About opportunities? He’s had his time in the spotlight. But me? I’m done waiting in the shadows. From now on, I’m taking whatever I want, whenever I want. And if anyone has a problem with that, they can step up and try to stop me.
[He smirks, a gleam of defiance in his eyes as he stares into the camera.]
Trailer Trash Terry: Because mark my words, Katie. The chaos has only just begun. And Trailer Trash Terry? Well, he’s about to set this place on fire.
[With a sinister laugh, Trailer Trash Terry turns and walks away, leaving Katie Smith and the viewers with a chilling reminder of the chaos he’s capable of unleashing.]
Backstage
Fight Me
[In the trainers’ room, Night sits on a bench, receiving medical attention for the injuries sustained from the earlier assault by Nightmare. Johnny Dorn cautiously enters, his presence catching Night’s attention.]
Night: (grimacing in pain) What do you want, Dorn?
Johnny Dorn: Look, Night, I saw what happened out there. I understand why you don’t want to fight your brother. But I also know that you’re a fighter, through and through. And if you’re not going to take on Nightmare, then maybe you’d consider stepping into the ring with me at the PPV, putting on a hell of a show for these fans.
[Night regards Dorn with a mix of surprise and contemplation, his expression softening slightly.]
Night: Dorn, I respect your guts for stepping up like this. If you want a shot at me, then you’ve got it. Consider it my way of taking my mind off things.
[Dorn nods appreciatively, a determined glint in his eyes.]
Johnny Dorn: Thanks, Night. I won’t disappoint you. And hey, after I beat you at Countdown to Violence on the 28th, maybe you’ll reconsider taking on your brother.
[Night offers a small, wry smile, acknowledging Dorn’s words before returning his focus to the medical staff attending to him. Dorn exits the trainers’ room, determined to make the most of this unexpected opportunity.]
Tag Team Match
Anthony Moretti & Joe Barone vs JVD & Frankie Malone
Ringside
Blood Money Rules Pt.4
[In the ring, the atmosphere is electric as JVD and Frankie Malone stand tall, having just secured a surprising victory over Anthony Moretti and Joe Barone of Blood Money. However, their celebration is short-lived as the rest of Blood Money – Junior Gambino, Nicky Columbo– storm the ring, ready to exact revenge. The odds suddenly seem insurmountable as the four members of Blood Money close in on JVD and Malone.]
Julian Fiasco: This doesn’t look good for JVD and Malone, Jeremiah. It’s four against two, and Blood Money is looking to make them pay for their victory tonight!
Jeremiah Sloan: Absolutely, Julian. It’s going to take a miracle for JVD and Malone to get out of this one unscathed!
[Just as it seems like all hope is lost, a familiar theme hits the arena speakers, sending shockwaves through the crowd. The fans erupt into cheers as Money Malone, cousin of Frankie Malone and a former member of Blood Money, makes his dramatic return to the sVo. Armed with a steel chair, Money charges down the ramp, his eyes fixed on Blood Money in the ring.]
Julian Fiasco: Wait a minute! Is that… Money Malone?!
Jeremiah Sloan: It sure is, Julian! Money Malone is back, and he’s coming to the aid of his cousin and JVD!
[With a newfound ally by their side, JVD and Frankie Malone rally, fighting back against the onslaught from Blood Money. Money Malone swings his steel chair with precision, driving back the members of Blood Money and evening the odds. The ring becomes a battleground, chaos reigning supreme as bodies collide and steel meets flesh.]
Julian Fiasco: What a turn of events, Jeremiah! Money Malone a former Blood Money member himself, has single-handedly shifted the momentum in favor of JVD and Frankie Malone!
Jeremiah Sloan: This is unbelievable, Julian! Blood Money thought they had JVD and Malone right where they wanted them, but now they’re on the receiving end of a beatdown!
[As the dust settles and Blood Money retreats from the ring, nursing their wounds, JVD, Frankie Malone, and Money Malone stand tall amidst the wreckage. The crowd roars in approval, their faith in justice and redemption reaffirmed.]
Julian Fiasco: What an incredible display of resilience and unity from JVD, Frankie Malone, and the returning Money Malone! Blood Money may have thought they could run roughshod over the sVo, but tonight, they’ve been shown that justice will always prevail!
Jeremiah Sloan: Absolutely, Julian! And with allies like JVD, Frankie Malone, and Money Malone by their side, it looks like Blood Money’s reign of terror may be coming to an end!
[As the triumphant trio stand united in the center of the ring, the cameras fade to black, signaling the end of another unforgettable night in the sVo.]
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