UWL Eruption 7-8-23

Recorded Earlier this past week

We open up on an establishing shot of a modest-sized, modern church on a picturesque, sunny day. There's not much time to look at the structure as the shot transitions to an office interior. We can see a wooden desk that is relatively neat, with papers in a metallic bin on the left side, a few books stacked with binders facing out on the right. If one were to read the spines of the books, they would find a common, religious theme, including one bible. A nameplate on the desk read "David Carroll".

The camera slowly pans to the right and temporarily stops on a short, wooden bookshelf pushed back against the wall next to a window. The books that the shelves house is of no real importance, but the object on top of the furniture stands out amongst everything else in the rather drab room. Sitting there in all its splendor, is the UWL Coronation Cup, recently won by David Carroll.

Interrupting the shot is a man walking by the camera. He's quite unremarkable, maybe early thirties, average height with a slight build, glasses perched upon a nose that's maybe a little too long. The man sorts through half a dozen envelopes in his hand as he stops a few feet behind David Carroll, who is busy adjusting his tie in front of a full length mirror.

Guy: "Mr. Carroll, this is almost unprecedented in this community. If these are like the other donations we've received, we'll have enough money to help a lot of people."

David: "And to build upon the church."

David doesn't meet the man's eyes in the reflection as he speaks. He seems more intent on making sure his tie is perfectly even. The man behind David nods and stammers a bit.

Guy: "Yes, of course, sir."

At the word sir, David smiles and turns to face the man. He places a hand on the man's shoulder and looks him in the eye, which causes the man to seemingly shrink an inch.

David: "The larger the church and its influence, the more good we can do."

David removes his hand and walks towards the Coronation Cup, standing before it. He bends down and we can see a sliver of his reflection in the golden metal. He moves a couple of hairs that didn't look out of place to anyone but himself most likely.

David: "You see Jeffrey, I'm a man of great vision. I see this Church in its current form as a beacon. A beacon of light in this dark world that will attract those who feel lost, and those who are looking for a sense of purpose and community."

In the background, just out of frame, we can hear a slight muffled noise but it doesn't deter David from checking himself out in the trophy.

"When I won this Coronation Cup, besting five opponents in a row, including the current UWL World Champion, it finally opened the eyes of many of the doubters. The people that said there was no place for God in the world of professional wrestling. But God prevails, as he always does. And eventually, I prevailed, and now…now my good man, we shall finally began to reap the fruits of our arduous labors."

David stands up straight and backs up a few steps to where he had been previously standing by the mirror, but he hasn't taken his eyes off of the cup. If he had, he would have no doubt seen the reflection of a very intense Billy Danielson with his fists clench, standing just about ten feet behind him. But he keeps talking first.

David: "Yes, Jeffrey, I think that our victories are going to be the turning point to getting the…"

David stops speaking as his eyes finally looked back to the mirror, where he locks eyes with Billy. David's eyes go wide.

David: "Holy…"

Billy rushes towards David, who can only turn around before he gets speared into the mirror behind him, causing it to shatter and rain down tiny shards of glass around the two men. They fall with Billy on top, ignoring any pieces of glass and raining down punch after punch on David who tries desperately to defend himself. After a few seconds, Billy gets up and moves over to the desk, beginning to grab the books that were there and hurling them at David. David manages to cover up and get to his feet, but is met by Billy who holds the Bible over his head with both hands, before bringing it crashing down onto David's forehead. David goes down with a groan, holding his head.

Billy: "That's some serious Bible thumping, ain't it?!"

Billy looks over at the Coronation Cup for a beat, then smirks and begins to walk over to it. He grabs it and turns back to David, who is on his knees with a ceramic status of Mary. David swings the statue low, catching the statue's face directly into Billy's groin, causing Danielson to drop the Cup on David's desk. David looks down at the statue, with its face still buried into Billy's groin as he doubles over and David's eyes go wide again as his hands come together temporarily.

David: "Holy Mother forgive me!"

Billy's foot shoots out to kick the still kneeling David over, using the desk for support to not go down. Before he can fully recover, David is back to his feet and tackles Billy around the waist, pushing his lower back into the edge of the desk. Billy goes down holding his back. David briefly surveys the scene around him, fuming, bending over and yelling at Billy.

David: "You thought you could attack me here?! IN A HOUSE OF GOD?!"

David stomps on Billy a couple of times then moves around the desk to pick up his chair. He doesn't see that Billy has crawled over to a cabinet near the door where communion wafers and a bottle of red wine sits. David has difficulty getting the chair out from behind the desk and eventually gives up, walking over towards Billy who turns, stands, and sprays David in the face with the wine. David's mouth was open, so he spits some out instinctively, which causes Billy to point at him.

Billy: "You just spit out the Blood of Christ! Blasphemer!"

This catches David off-guard, causing him to furiously shake his head.

David: "I didn't mean…!"

Before he can finish though, Billy chucks a tray of communion wafers that hits David square in the chest, causing the wafers to go flying throughout the room. David staggers back, Billy follows up by kicking him the stomach. Billy sets up David for the Imperium, angling him towards the desk, but David hits Billy with three hard back elbows to break the hold. While Billy is staggered, David takes a step back, spins and hits David's sling, a spinning elbow to the jaw, causing Billy to spill over the desk. David follows up, opening the closet to the left side of the desk. He drops a knee across Billy's face for good measure, then drags Billy into the closet, closing it and propping his desk chair against the knob. With that done, he finally takes a moment to catch his breath, searching through his desk drawers before finding a rag and wiping down his face.

In the background, we can hear an organ begin playing, which catches David's attention. He mutters something to himself about the show needing to go on, and straightens his hair and tie as he opens the door and walks out of the room. His suit is disheveled from the fracas, but he walks undeterred as the camera follows him. We can hear a commotion of concerned throughout the audience before we can see them, as David has walked out onto the stage and takes position behind a podium. His hands are raised, palms out and fanning down in a calming motion.

David: "Settle down, settle down everyone! Please, be seated and do not be alarmed."

The camera pans over the crowd, half of whom were standing but now begin to lower themselves back into their pews. There is still a murmur, most likely due to David's appearance, which he begins to straighten out the cuffs on his suit jacket in response.

David: "I know that I must look a wreck. An agent against God thought he could come into His house and smite me. Smite all of us! How very wrong he was. I will deal with the wicked one later, for he could not keep me from my flock."

David turns away from the attached microphone for a moment to catch his breath. When he turns back, he places his hands on each side of the podium and leans in.

David: "I'd like to start today with a prayer that we usually leave towards the end of our sermons, The Lord's Prayer. Please, if you would be so kind to join me in kneeling and bowing your heads."

The mass begin to follow David's instructions, although some more hesitant due to confusion more than anything else. David looks out amongst the crowd and when he's satisfied, he begins, with the crowd joining him.

All: "Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name…Thy Kingdom…"

Everyone temporarily stops as they hear a commotion from the area that David came from. He shoots a quick glance, then closes his eyes and encourages them to continue.

All: Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day…"

More noise followed by a yell comes from that direction, causing more people to stop and murmur, wondering what's going on behind unseen walls.

David: "OUR DAILY BREAD!"

He shouts to get their attention, which seems to work.

All: "And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation…"

A few people in the crowd begin to shout as David persists. Billy Danielson comes darting out.

David: …but deliver us…"

Before he can finish, Billy absolutely nails David with a Chicago Blackout, causing him to go sprawling and sliding a few feet down the stage. More churchgoers begin to get out of their seats and yell, but nobody makes a move towards the unhinged looking Billy Danielson. He turns and approaches the microphone.

Billy: "FINISH IT!"

The crowd murmurs in confusion again, which Billy responds by slamming his fist on the podium.

Billy: "Deliver us…FINISH…IT."

They look reluctant, but nobody seems to want to upset this invading madman. It's not altogether, but they do respond loudly.

Crowd: "…FROM EVIL"

Billy cackles to himself, then turns back to David who is just coming to. He grabs David by his hair and levels him with a right hand, causing the man to go sprawling towards the table near the back of the stage. The crowd is once again raucous, as the camera pans over to see many standing up and yelling at Danielson, some parents hiding their children's eyes and quite a few heading for the exit doors. David gets to his knees, blood tricking down over his right eye as Billy approaches.

David: "You don't want to do this Billy. This is not what Jesus would want!"

Billy stops for a moment as if he is considering what David just said. David takes the opportunity to get to his feet, reaching behind him to grab a large wooden cross off the table.

Billy: "Well, if you want to be Christ-like…"

David tries to swing the cross at Billy, but is caught with a boot to the mid-section that causes the cross to go skittering across the stage. With David bent over, Billy hoists him up into his inverted crucifix bomb, The Franchise. He holds David there for a moment, turns to the audience so they can see David's arms spread out wide, then turns back and launches David through the table. It immediately caves in the middle, and David is unconscious in the wreckage. Billy looks down at him, then walks back to the podium. He looks out amongst the crowd with a smirk, then levels a gaze at the camera and leans into the microphone.

Billy: "Amen!"

With that, Billy exits the stage as the camera focuses on David, still unconscious amidst the destruction left in Billy Danielson's wake. The camera then pans back up to Billy, who is seen at the far end holding up the Coronation Cup.

Billy: "You want this back?  Come and get it!"

Billy turns and walks off as the scene comes to a close.

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!


As the lights in the arena begin to dim, Finished I Ain't by Ghostpoet begins to play through the arena as purple strobe lights shine from the stage and emerging from the back are Strike 2 Kill. Both men stand on the top of the entrance ramp with a look of ruthlessness about them, they look at each other, nodding heads and fist bumping, before making their way down to the ring. Lingering behind them is their Manager, Gregory Murphy, who has a slimy grin on his face as he swaggers down the entrance ramp after them.

Emily Lyle - From Brooklyn, New York, weighing one hundred and eighty three pounds, he is one half of the UWL Tag Team Champions Miles Watson!!

Once they reach the edge of the ring, both men leap onto the apron and climbing onto the top ropes of either side of the nearest turnbuckles, posing for the fans who applaud in appreciation.


Announcer: And their opponents…at a combined weight of 351 lbs… STRIKE 2 KILL!

The arena's lights go to a dim with different lights flashing. The music kicks in as Drake Beckett steps out as the spotlight shines on him with his mouth wide open with a wide open smile and laughter.

Emily Lyle - From Cleveland, Ohio, weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds, Drake Beckett!!

Beckett stands basking in the moment slowly making his way down the aisle with a smirk on his face. Drake enters the ring
turns opening his leather vest turning toward the hard camera with a smirk on his face.

Cliff Morris - We're ready for our next match up....

The lights go out and suddenly Mamma Said Knock You Out begins to play a spotlight ascends upon the entrance and out steps Garland Brown and Silas Adler, Absolution. They step up and look at the crowd slowly walking down the aisle.

Cliff Morris - What are these two doing out here!? We have a match ready to get underway.

Brown and Adler go to their corner with an intense look on their faces.

Brown and Adler enter the ring demanding a microphone.

Garlan Brown - We sent a video earlier this week that to my surprise UWL posted. We want to know when Absolution is going to get their shot a the UWL Tag Team Championship?

Brown looks at Adler as the referee tries to get them out of the ring.

Garlan Brown - Referee get out of my face or I’ll slap you silly!

The referee warns them as he backs up.

Garlan Brown - We still are not getting our answer as to when we’ll be getting a shot at the UWL Tag Team Championship!!

Brown slings the microphone at Watson as Adler leaps at him punching him with wild punches.

Cliff Morris - Silas Adler as just attacked Miles Watson!!

Adler punches away on him. Brown turns and takes down Beckett with a lariat. He jerks him up sending him over the top rope out to the floor. Brown turns and joins Adler kicking away on Watson.

Cliff Morris - Absolution has turned their attention to Miles Watson kicking him while he’s down!!

Liam Richardson runs down the aisle as Garlan Brown turns and they stand trading punches.

Cliff Morris - This one has broken down!!

Brown and Richardson stand trading punches. As Adler and Watson are locked up in the corner punching away on one another. Referee’s run down to break this one up.

Cliff Morris - This one has turned ugly quickly we’ll try to restore order and we’ll be back after this time out!!

The show cuts to a break as referee’s and security try to pull Absolution and Strike 2 Kill apart from one another.

The show cuts to a break.

Nick Danger is shown in a gym in his hometown of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania having a sweat on his face training for his match with Cory Chevelle for the UWL World Television Championship. Nick looks at the camera and speaks

Nick Danger: Cory Chevelle I will be fighting you for the UWL World Television Championship. I am ready for this because last year I lost the title against Daron Smythe and it bothered me because I knew I could be better inside that ring.

Nick takes a breath and speaks with a tone of determination

Nick Danger: I don't want to be left in the dust no more so that is why if I can't defeat on Saturday me and Ace Sky will fight for the UWL Tag Team titles again at Championship Extravaganza. But I will be the person to win championship gold again in UWL just wait and see.

The scene fades

Backstage at the CFG Bank Arena, and the Heritage Champion in position for a one-on-one with a camera and the UWL audience. The Weatherman is shirtless; his pecs budge, broad shoulders peaking like a pair of mountains. The Heritage Championship belt is firmly around his waist. Burnsidie's long hair is tied up in a knot and his eyes are covered by sunglasses. The Weatherman looks like he's ready for a stroll down the beach.

Jackson Burnside:
"Weather forecast for Baltimore! Hot, high's in the low 90s, chance evening showers and a 100% - that's right a guarantee - of another bell-to-bell banger of a battle featuring your Universal Wrestling League Heritage Heavyweight Champion!"

He laughs and slaps the center plate of the belt with both hands.

Jackson Burnside:
"June was all about the Coronation Cup, and although this old weather man came up short it's July now. As we move into a white hot summer, your white hot Champion has been asking for one thing: a little bit of competition! Brother it's been the same thing week in week out. Somebody steps to the Weatherman, and somebody winds up on my shoulders tapping out to the Torture Rack. I'm hungry, and a little ol' summer barbeque ain't gonna satiate this appetite! I'm craving competition, and right now nobody is up to snuff. So tonight it's a Proving Ground and I've got a date with a man who fancies him the Undeniable übermensch."

Burnside stops himself. He cocks his head slightly to the side, grins again, and points at the camera.

Jackson Burnside:
"Truth be told, just between you and me brother, I'm actually excited for this.[/i]

He steps back from the camera, his arms spread wide.

Jackson Burnside:
"The only thing I want more than some stiff competition is a stiff striker. Deacon Cromwell you're a big man with big hands and big power. You took down the Enforcer two weeks ago, and that's respect brother." Burnside bumps his chest with a balled fist. "If that wasn't enough, tonught's your chance to cement your place. But brother, I'm not on the downswing like Anthony Cross. This moon ain't waning; it hasn't even waxed to a full zenith dude! Tonight, you don't beat me Deacon! You don't pin the Weatherman, 'cause it ain't time for my curtain call! Maybe you withstand the storm and endure the time limit, but nobody beats me tonight. If and when you endure, I promise there isn't a chance that you beat me for this."

He puts his hands on the Heritage Title again.

Jackson Burnside:
"So bring your best brother! Survive if you can, but do this humble weather man a favor first. Go find Rylee Poverly, track down Anthony Cross or old Hirayama; maybe see if Ace Sky is still kickin' around! Find 'em and ask 'em what it feels like when the Weatherman raises your body up, throws you over his back, and racks your body. Here's what I think: you end up on my shoulders it's more than a broken back - for you Deacon, it's the start of heartache."

Jackson steps back from the camera so his entire body is in view. He spreads his arms out.

Jackson Burnside:
"Take your shot brother. Better not miss."

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit and it is for the UWL Television Championship!

'Out Of The Black" by Royal Blood comes on the speaker and red smoke follow on the entrance ramp . Nick Danger walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling attire having a determine look on his face he makes his way down the entrance taking off his leather jacket toss it to fan and giving them high fives.

Emily Lyle - From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing one hundred and ninety seven pounds, Nick Danger!!

Nick climb the steel steps then climb the top turnbuckle and and sees his fans saying "Rising Ace" he jumps inside the ring and gets ready for the match to start.

All lights in the arena dim down

"Out here we play for keeps
Ain't one of us is innocent
We've all got blood on our hands"

Emily Lyle - Ladies and gentlemen, from Bootjack, Missouri! Weighing in at 287 pounds! He is the UWL Television Champion The Silverback, CORY CHEVELLE!

It's time for reckoning
No one will come to your defense
We'll cut you down where you stand!

Chevelle emerges from the curtain slowly, staring straight down into the ring as the crowd gets louder.



Chevelle slowly makes his way down to the ring, hopping up on to the apron and cranking his neck from one side to the other before entering.

Cliff Morris - It’s time for Cory Chevelle to defend the Television Championship against Nick Danger.

The bell sounds. They circle one another. They go to lock up, Chevelle knees Danger in his stomach stunning him. He nails him across his back with a clubbing shot. He pulls him around to lift him up, but Danger slides down back to his feet. He goes to send Danger to the corner, but Danger comes back with shoot kicks to the leg of Chevelle. Danger comes at him, but Chevelle knees him in his stomach. He goes to lift him up, but Danger slides down him. He pushes Chevelle into the corner. Danger comes at him, Chevelle dodges out of the way. Chevelle runs off the ropes back at Danger, nailing him with a running shoulder block that flips Danger over onto the mat.

Cliff Morris - Cory Chevelle just ran Nick Danger over!

Logan Acker - Nick Danger went up and down hard to the mat after that running shoulder block!

Chevelle pulls Danger up to his feet. He pulls Danger around slinging him over the top rope out to the ring apron. Chevelle turns, he throws his arm in the air. Chevelle turns, Danger rises up on the ring apron. He comes at him, Danger nails him with a pair of hard forearm strikes which stun Chevelle. Danger pulls himself up on the top rope, he leaps off nailing Chevelle with a springboard forearm. Chevelle staggers back. Danger nails him with a pair of shoot kicks which stun Chevelle. He leaps into the air nailing him with a jumping dropkick which sends Chevelle down on the mat.

Cliff Morris - Nick Danger has an opening!

Logan Acker - Nick Danger needs to get on the attack!!

Danger stands over the fallen Chevelle. He leaps into the air landing down on Chevelle with a standing shooting star press. Danger covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

Danger rises up as Chevelle sits up on the mat. He nails him with repeated kicks to his chest. He runs off the ropes back at him and nails him with a running double kick to the face sending him back down on the mat. Danger covers him yet again, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

Danger goes back out to the ring apron. He pulls himself up onto the top rope, leaps off, but Chevelle catches him and throws him with a overhead belly to belly suplex. Chevelle jerks Danger up to his feet, hitting him with a pair of clubbing shots. He jerks him around his head, jerks him up and plants him down into the mat with the Silverback Brainbuster. Chevelle covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Cliff Morris - This one’s all over!

Logan Acker - Cory Chevelle makes the first defense of the Television Championship!

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match and STILL!! UWL Television Champion Cory Chevelle!!

Chevelle takes the Television Championship belt as he takes the belt. Suddenly The Weatherman Jackson Burnside steps out onto the stage with the Heritage Championship belt over his shoulder.

Cliff Morris - What’s this all about?!! The Weatherman Jackson Burnside the Heritage Champion has made his appearance with the Heritage Championship in hand!

Logan Acker - What is this all about?!!

Cliff Morris - We’ll hopefully find out very soon. Imagine if this battle came to fruition Cory Chevelle vs. The Weatherman Jackson Burnside!

The show cuts to a break as the two stand in a stare down of one another.