UWC - Eruption 10-1-22

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!

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.

The lights go out as "Come As You Are" hits over the PA System. They come on as the song hits the chorus and Isaiah Hunter is stood on the ramp.

Emily Lyle - From Orange County, California, weighing two hundred and representing Radical Impulse, Isaiah Hunter!!

He walks slowly down towards the ring, ignoring the fans, before sliding under the bottom rope and raising out his arms Orton-esque.

Cliff Morris - It’s time for our next contest. As Isaiah Hunter takes on the debuting Drake Beckett in our next match up.

Logan Acker - On paper these two look very similar. But we have yet to see Drake Beckett.

They lock up into a collar and elbow tie up. Hunter moves around taking Beckett into a rear waistlock. Beckett reverse it, moving around taking Hunter into the rear waistlock. Hunter breaks Beckett's grip, reversing the hold. Beckett moves back around into a side headlock. Hunter goes back against the ropes, Beckett holds on to the head lock, the referee calls for a break. Beckett holds onto the hold and does not break, Hunter pushes him off, he stumbles across the ring. Beckett kicks Hunter in his side, taking him back into a side headlock. Beckett wrenches his arms around Hunter’s head with the headlock.

Cliff Morris - Drake Beckett controlling the pace as he has Isaiah Hunter in the headlock with nowhere to go.

Logan Acker - Drake Beckett not showing everything all at once. He’s taking things slowly, wearing Hunter down slowly.

Hunter pulls Beckett’s arms up, taking him into an overhand wrist lock. Beckett lets loose of the hold slapping Hunter in his side with a hard shot taking back the headlock. Hunter manages to walk Beckett into the corner. The referee calls for a break. Hunter steps back, Beckett steps forward, nailing him with a pair of hard forearm strikes. He nails him with a hard European uppercut, which stuns Hunter.

Cliff Morris - Isaiah Hunter looks shaken up after the European uppercut.

Beckett takes Hunter back into the headlock. Beckett looks out at the crowd with an angry look on his face. Hunter sends Beckett off into the corner. Beckett carries his momentum into the corner up onto the second rope. Beckett jumps back off with a crossbody, Hunter rolls through. The referee goes to count, Beckett pushes Hunter off of him. Beckett kicks Hunter in his stomach, doubling him over. He takes him back into the headlock. The fans gasp, Beckett smiles from ear to ear as he wrenches his arms around Hunter’s head.

Cliff Morris - Drake Beckett seems to be enjoying inflicting pain on Isaiah Hunter as he wrenches his arms around his head.

Logan Acker - Drake Beckett looks like a very talented wrestler inside the ring.

Hunter turns moving around. He manages to raise his knees up nailing Beckett in his stomach with a hard knee lift. Hunter nails Beckett across the back of his neck with a hard elbow shot. Hunter comes up nailing Beckett with a hard European uppercut, which staggers Beckett. Hunter sends Beckett off into the ropes. Beckett runs off the ropes, Hunter grabs him throwing him with a capture suplex. Hunter turns running at Beckett as he is rising up off the mat, before he straightens up, Hunter nails him with a running knee lift. He turns and goes for a clothesline, but Beckett ducks under. Hunter turns, Beckett grabs him throwing him down with a belly to belly suplex. He turns returning to his feet. Beckett grabs him and throws his legs off the top rope, bringing him back and plants him down with a Slingshot Suplex. He turns covering him, the referee counts.

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Beckett turns returning to his feet as Hunter lays on the mat grimacing in pain.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Drake Beckett!!

Beckett looks with a side eye to Hunter and makes his way out of the ring.

The show cuts to a break.

In a backstage promo, with photos and videos shown in between, 24 year veteran Ace Sky lays out his thoughts on his championship match and his opinion on the current champion Nick Danger





Ace Sky:
A big misconception is that the championship makes you and that's a nice story for the fans, but it is NOT reality. The championship represents the best of the best, even a championship like the television championship, that has as much meaning as the world championship, it represents an elite level of wrestler. A knock on me is that I probably should care more about wins and losses, losing is not fun but it's good actually because it gives you lessons to learn, I'm a big fan of stand up comedy and I've become friends with many comics, a common consensus is that bombing on stage is common but that is where you learn the big lessons, I can relate to that as a competitor myself. I also try not to stay in the past too much. Reflection and self-examination is important as well, I defintely am fortunate to have hindsight, I have always been about moving forward. 







I believe you can learn from so many things; the best part of life is education through all means, not everything will be a walk in the park. People often get this misconception that I was both a prodigy in the scholastic and physical sense when really that's not true in the slightest, I had to work very hard and push myself as an athlete, all I had early on was tons of energy, being smaller gave me even more of a drive to succeed in what I was going after. I grew up in Texas, Texas is a state that's motto is " everyhing is bigger" and " texas-size it!" , breast implants were first invented in Texas for instance. My mentality has been I may be small in size , I WILL NOT be small in action that's for damn sure.



              Ace Sky:
     In my interaction so far with Nick Danger, he reminds me a lot of my younger self, he's amazing athlete, like myself he's a dynamic dynamo in the ring, it amazes me he's held on to the championship as long as he has with how overly nice, he can be. I'm like a shark and he's my prey in that aspect, he is lacking the intensity to truly be the proper champion and he can't be toothless in a dog eat-dog eat world such as pro wrestling. Not only will I beat him, I will lead by example to open hearts, minds, third eyes on what a REAL champion is, how a real championship carries himself. Fans prepare for take off, Nick Danger I will take you down!

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 Television Championship!!!

A rocket drops from the bottom of the video screen to the stage and there is a countdown voice over from 5 which fans count down to the pod door opens Ace Sky walks out in an aviator jacket and his usual in ring attire, he salutes a peace sign and jogs down the aisle way high-fiving as many fans as possible on both sides then he dashes forward leaps upon the apron and flings himself in with a front flip followed by a series of three front handsprings into a lotus pose seated in the ring

Emily Lyle - From Houston, Texas, weighing hundred and sixty five pounds, Ace Sky!!

I Hate U by Boston Manor comes on the speaker and Nick Danger walks out to the entrance ramp wearing Red and Grey wrestling attire and his leather jacket says DANGERZONE. He stands on the entrance ramp hyping the whole crowd to chant his name and starts walking down the ramp while giving fans high fives.

Emily Lyle - From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing one hundred and ninety pounds, he is the Television Champion Nick Danger!!

He walks up the steel steps and goes through the middle rope to stand near the center of the ring for a moment then takes off his leather jacket and then throws both of them to the crowd then stands at the corner turnbuckle ready for the match to start.

Cliff Morris - Nick Danger puts the Television Championship on the line against the challenge of Ace Sky.

The bell sounds, as both men move into a collar and elbow tie up. Sky backs Danger back against the ropes, as the referee calls for a break, but Sky leans up against Danger. He nails him with a forearm strike, which stuns Danger. Sky goes to grab Danger, but Danger catches him with a pair of forearm strikes of his own, which rock Sky. Danger grabs Sky off the ropes, he kicks him in his stomach, as Sky’s doubles over, Danger takes him into the mat planting him with a DDT. Danger stands over Sky, he jumps into the air landing down onto Sky with a standing moonsault. Danger returns to his feet, as Sky rolls out to the ring apron. Sky returns to his feet, as he’s stunned. Danger jumps up nailing Sky with an enziguri knocking Sky off the ring apron out onto the floor. Danger rises to his feet, as Sky stumbles to his feet on the floor. Danger runs across the ring he dives through the ropes taking Sky down to the floor with a dive to the outside.

Cliff Morris – Nick Danger takes down Ace Sky as he gives through the middle ropes out to the floor!

Logan Acker – The crowd is loving every minute of this one!

Danger gets to his feet, he slides back into the ring, as Sky slowly pulls on the ropes pulling himself back onto the ring apron. Danger moves toward Sky, as he goes to grab him, Sky blocks it, he comes off swinging, throwing wild punches at Danger, which knocks him stumbling back. Sky steps through the ropes, he leans over picking up the dazed Danger. Sky runs toward the corner, he slams him off the turnbuckles with a powerslam. Sky turns still holding onto Danger, he runs across the ring to the opposite corner slamming Danger into the corner with a powerslam. Sky turns holding onto Danger, he lifts him up onto his shoulders, and throws him with a tornado DDT. Danger lays on the mat riving in pain, as Sky stands looking down at him.

Cliff Morris – Down goes Sky after Nick Danger plants him down with a DDT!

Sky kicks Danger in his back with a vicious kick. Danger lays on the mat riving in pain, as he grabs at his back. Sky pulls Danger to his feet, he nails him with a hard shot across his back. Sky sends Danger into the corner, he leans back against the turnbuckles. Sky charges in at him, but Danger ducks out of the way, as Sky slams chest first into the corner. Danger steps back still feeling the pain in his back, but fighting through. Sky turns around dazed out of the corner, as he does Danger runs at him, he leaps into the air nailing Sky with a clothesline which sends him down to the mat. Danger rolls quickly under the bottom rope out to the ring apron. He rises to his feet, and pulls himself back into the ring landing down across Sky with an elbow drop. Danger turns covering him, as the referee counts

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Danger turns as Sky slowly gets up off the mat. He nails Sky with a superkick. He falls straight back onto the mat. Danger goes out to the ring apron moving up to the top rope. He leaps off landing down onto Sky with the Caution Of Danger (Diving Double Foot Stomp). He covers him, the referee counts.

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.. Kick out!


Danger rolls to the top ropes out to the ring apron. He rises up to his feet. Danger pulls the top rope, leaps off and connects with the Rise And Fall (Springboard Forearm Smash). He covers him, the referee counts.

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Danger turns moving back up to his feet.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match and STILL!! Television Champion Nick Danger!!!

Danger places the Television Championship belt over his shoulder as he stands taking in the moment.

The show cuts to a break.

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!

Entering the arena with an air of superiority, Smythe is a throwback to the 1980s wrestling heel. Smythe carries himself with a cocky strut to the ring, making sure to have choice words with any fan near the ringside area who doesn't appreciate his talents.

Emily Lyle - From Wheeling, West Virginia, weighing two hundred and fifty six pounds, Daron Smythe!!

His aviator jacket is decorated with many accouterments of badges of peace signs and badges of the universal peace flag, The Lotus flower emblem for peace in Buddhism, rockets and space ships, third eye emblems.

Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. Smoke comes from the entrance way. As the smoke is clearing The Enforcer walks through the smoke and looks out at the crowd.

Emily Lyle - From Brooklyn, New York, weighing two hundred and seventy five pounds, he is the Heritage Champion The Enforcer, Anthony Cross!!!

Enforcer than walks down to the ring. He walks up the stairs on to the ring apron, looks out at the crowd and lifts his arms out to the side. Enforcer steps through the top and middle ropes. Enforcer walks over to the the opposite ring ropes and lifts his arms out to his side.

Cliff Morris - We’re ready for our next match up. As Heritage Champion Anthony Cross takes on Daron Smythe in this non-title match up.

The bell sounds, both men circle one another. They move into a collar and elbow tie up. Cross takes Smythe into a wristlock. He twisted his arm. Smythe tries to get out of the hold, the referee asks Smythe if he gives up, but he shakes his head no. He reaches both hands around Cross’s wrist. Smythe reverses the hold taking Cross into a wristlock. He pulls his arm around slowly twisting it around, as Cross stands grimacing in pain. Cross moves toward the ropes. He jumps off the middle rope, and takes Smythe over with a springboard arm drag. Cross grabs Smythe, sending him into the ropes. Cross runs back at Smythe, but Smythe hits Cross with a shoulder tackle. Smythe runs over him hitting off the ropes. Cross moves up to his feet. Smythe runs at Cross, as he does Cross takes him over with a spinning heel kick. Both men get to their feet. Cross gets to his feet, he nails Smythe with a pair of repeated punches. He pushes him back covering him, the referee counts.

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2.. Kick out!

Both men get to their feet. Cross runs at Smythe, as he does Smythe hits him with a clothesline which lands on the side of his head, that sends Cross staggering back across the ring.

Cliff Morris - Daron Smythe with a clothesline that stuns Anthony Cross!!

Smythe grabs Cross locking his arms around him. He throws him with a suplex. Smythe turns grabbing Cross, as he gets to his feet hitting him with hard European upper cuts. Smythe sends Cross into the ropes. He runs at him hitting him with a hard clothesline that sends Cross down to the mat. Smythe pulls Cross up, and sends him into the corner. Smythe looks around, and runs at Cross, but as he does Cross moves out of the corner. Cross drops Smythe into the middle turnbuckle with a drop toe hold. Cross moves back, as Smythe slowly gets to his feet. Cross jumps up hitting him with a big boot that sends Smythe down to the mat. Cross gets to his feet, as Smythe slowly gets up. Cross runs at Smythe hitting him with a pair of leg kicks which stuns him. Smythe falls back down onto the mat. Cross goes turns as Smythe gets up off the mat. He turns, runs at him and clocks Smythe with a lariat, sending him down hard to the mat. Smythe lays face down on the mat as Cross gathers himself.

Cliff Morris – Cross just clocked Daron Smythe with that lariat!

Logan Acker - Daron Smythe might be out cold after that wow what a shot!

Cross staggers toward Smythe, he kicks him in his stomach. Smythe pulls him over, pulls him up, and throws Cross into the turnbuckles with a drop toe hold. Cross staggers toward Smythe, as he does, Smythe turns him around, locking him into a rear waistlock. He pulls Cross up, dropping him down with a German suplex. Smythe rolls through, moving back up to his feet. He pulls Cross up, and drops him down with another German suplex. Smythe pulls himself up still holding onto Cross. Smythe pulls him up, grabbing him around his head punching away on him with repeated punches.

Cliff Morris - Daron Smythe punching away on Anthony Cross with repeated punches to his head!

Smythe turns moving back across the ring. He goes back off the ropes running back at Cross, but Cross counters taking him up and down with a Spear. Cross rises up and jerks Smythe up to his feet. He sends him into the ropes. Smythe comes off the ropes, Cross lifts him up and down with a Spinebuster. He covers him, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Anthony Cross!!

Cross rises up with a intense look on his face as he stares out at the crowd.

The show cuts to a break.

The crowd is buzzing when suddenly the lights go out.


"Born for Greatness" by Papa Roach plays as the crowd buzzes, and the crowd goes nuts. The first verse plays out, causing more anticipation. As the verse comes to an end it pauses for a moment. All of the lights go out again, but then come right back on in full brightness!!!


Suddenly, Billy "The G.O.A.T." Danielson walks out from behind the curtain to a huge hometown pop, as he stands on the stage and just soaking in the moment. He's in a nice blazer with a “UWC” t-shirt underneath. Billy starts walking down the ramp, waving to the Chicago crowd as he makes his way down to the ring. He climbs up the ring steps, wipes his feet, and enters the ring. Billy spreads his arms wide, as the crowd shouts praise for him. Billy smiles and thanks them before motioning for a microphone from a ring hand.

Billy Danielson - CHICAGO!!!

An even bigger pop as the fans hype up their hometown hero.

Billy Danielson - You know I love you, and I love being home, but I just wanna get right down to brass tacks here for a moment.

He pauses for a moment as the crowd dies down.

Billy Danielson - We hear a lot about “boyhood dreams” in this industry. It’s a common cliche for when a wrestler gets their big moment.

He looks out to the crowd for a moment with a smile and he points down to the mat.

Billy Danielson - In four weeks, in this very city, in this very ring, I will challenge for the UWC World Championship. After years of fighting and crawling and finding myself, I have the opportunity to achieve that illustrious “boyhood dream” right here in my hometown.

Billy waves an arm to get the crowd to get them to pop again but then stops them so he can continue.

Billy Danielson - The irony of such a fairytale moment being right there in front of me, is that the man who holds the championship is known for making a career out of ENDING Fairytales like these.

This makes Danielson smirk a bit as the fans pop equally for the mention of Caleb Hart.

Billy Danielson - So I figured, instead of sitting here and doing one of my infamous long-winded promos and waiting for what Caleb has to say in return later on in the night… I’d give you all a treat by CALLING HIM OUT MYSELF AND SAYING IT ALL RIGHT IN THE KING’S FACE!!!

Danielson turns to the ramp and spreads out his arms.

Billy Danielson - COME ON DOWN CALEB!!!

He waits for a moment as the crowd goes crazy. Just when everyone thinks Caleb isn’t going to show because he wasn’t advertised for tonight, his music hits. The lights in the arena cut out. The crowd begins to stir in anticipation as the lights seem to stay out for longer than a usual amount of time, the energy building in the arena. Rhythmic clapping begins blasting out of the speakers…the lights begin to pulse with them. The clapping finally gets to the beginning of “POWER” by Kanye West. The crowd begins to stir, and even more, a frenzy building.


Caleb Hart steps out from behind the curtain, holding his UWC World Championship, as the song kicks into gear and the lights explode into a frenzy that matches the rhythm of the music. The fans erupt in boos as he stands at the top of the ramp, taking it all in. He sneers toward the crowd as he begins to walk down the ramp, ignoring all of the outstretched hands. Stepping onto the ring steps, Caleb stops at the top and looks around the arena, taking it all in as the crowd continues to rain down boos.

He wipes his feet on the apron and Billy sits on the middle rope to allow him through, but Hart snubs him and heads to the other set of ropes, and enters the ring through there. Caleb then walks to the other side of the ring, climbing the turnbuckle and standing there, taking in all of the crowd and the energy in the building. Hopping off, he turns around and motions for his microphone, despite Billy offering his to Caleb. The music fades out as the crowd boos even louder. Not missing a beat, Caleb smirks at the reaction and adjusts the UWC World Championship over his shoulder as he begins to slowly pace around Billy.

Caleb Hart - Well, I’ll give you one thing Mr. Danielson, you are a man of your word. You said you would be coming for me and…

Caleb motions to Billy, who has yet to take his eyes off of Caleb as Hart circles him slowly.

Caleb Hart - Here you are. I have to be honest Mr. Danielson, this is not the way that I expected to have my next conversation with you. Maybe we run in different circles…after all, my circle tends to be a little more…prestigious.

Hart grins as he gently pats the UWC World Championship over his shoulder.

Caleb Hart - Story time, people. Seven years ago, I was on top of the other company that UWC draws its lineage from. I was undefeated for almost two years, I had been champion for almost one year straight, having defended the title an ungodly amount of times…to ZERO appreciation from you morons, by the way.

Caleb sneers at the crowd as they rain down boos. He motions for him to kiss his ass. In the ring, a stoic Billy Danielson patiently waits.

Caleb Hart - I was facing off and beating everyone. Do you know who else was there at that point in time? A newcomer, a kid. That kid now stands before me as a grown man. Look at this guy…he’s grown up, hasn’t he?!

Caleb points to Danielson and mockingly claps for him.

Caleb Hart - A man who has his own sets of accomplishments. A man with his own legacy.

Hart sighs and shakes his head, the grin on his face fading out to a look similar to that of a father looking disappointed in his son.

Caleb Hart - A man who should know better than to call me out. You, Billy, have seen first hand, more than any of the roster in the back have seen. You have first-hand experience of what it’s like when I am at the top of the mountain. But you want to call me out? Son, you’ve always had more balls than brains but this is taking the cake. I mean, Billy…you were there when I beat all of your heroes and coworkers. You were there when I picked them off one by one. You have been here when I have decimated every single person that I have stepped up against. Why do you think that you, of all people, deserve a chance at my World Championship, much less think that you can beat me?

Billy pauses a moment, laughing to himself a bit at the arrogance shown by the UWC Champion. Danielson smirks at Caleb as he puts the microphone up to his mouth.

Billy Danielson - You know, it’s funny that you bring up my intro to this brand seven years ago. It’s funny because when I first started here, I remember being amazed at watching you wrestle. I watched you carry this company until you it literally broke your back, and I swore I would be that guy one day. I swore up and down that I would be the next Caleb Hart, but standing here looking you in the eyes, I can see that I’ve already surpassed you.

Caleb looks a bit shocked at what Danielson just said, but Billy keeps going without missing a beat.

Billy Danielson - Sure, I had to leave and find myself as a wrestler. It took me years building another brand to realize that I have what it takes to return to UWC and be the man that I said I would be. And since that return I have fought tooth and nail to make good on that promise, just to watch as the hero I once knew; the hero who was once synonymous with this company, coast in on nostalgia and sour his own image just so he could PRETEND to be that guy.

Billy steps in a little closer to Caleb so that their noses are barely an inch away from each other. Both men glare into each other’s eyes.

Billy Danielson - You can sit here and talk about your past glories. You can talk about the man you once were. However, in the here and now, we both know that isn’t you anymore. At the end of the day, we both know that you are not the man who carries UWC on his back anymore… I AM!!!

Danielson screams this last part as he points to himself.

Billy Danielson - After nearly a decade of fighting for this spot, I am The Franchise of UWC, not you! Regardless of title. Regardless of rank. I am the man who waves the banner for this company, and in four weeks’ time, I will be taking that UWC World Championship away from you. You know it, I know it, and the fans kno-

Caleb Hart slaps the microphone out of Billy’s hands and gets right into his face now. They stand there for a moment, and it looks like they blow up right now. Danielson takes his blazer off, but Caleb just takes a step back and laughs.

Caleb Hart - Do yourself a favor, Mr. Danielson and pay attention to your most recent history here in UWC. Each and every…

Billy rolls his eyes hard and Caleb grabs his face so that Billy and Caleb make eye contact. Billy’s eyes light up with rage but he constrains himself.

Caleb Hart - You look at me when I’m talking, son. I have beaten all of them. ALL…OF…THEM. I left for six years as the best in the world, took six years off, and STILL came back as the best in the world. I don’t need to carry a company on my back when I’ve driven it’s best talent to their knees. You can sit there and wave the flag all you want, but at the end of the day, no flag waving is going to win you the UWC World Championship. No company pride is going to make you World Champion. The only thing that will do that is making a deal with God. And my friend, even that isn’t enough. Mr. Danielson for as talented as you are…and make no mistake about it, I realize just how good you are…the difference between flag waving and championship holding is execution. That execution is why I am the legend that I am. That execution is why I stand before you as the reigning, defending UWC World Champion. Everyone waves the flag…but only one of us gets the job done. So while you rah-rah on the sideline, I’m the one actually winning the war…and a war is exactly what you’re going to get when you step in the ring with me. Youth and exuberance has nothing on old age and treachery…and son, I have an abundance of treachery.

Caleb stands back from Billy, pointing at the UWC Championship over his shoulder.

Caleb Hart - You want a shot…challenge accepted. When that smoke clears…you’re going to find out once and for all that I’m not the man you met those years ago. I don’t have the time nor the patience to be that man. I’m no role model, kid. But I’m damn sure the best thing going today. You don’t have to like it, but when that smoke clears, you will be left waving your flag, and I am going to continue being the actual standard bearer of this company.

Caleb throws the microphone away from him as the two come face to face. Billy stands his ground, showing zero fear or intimidation. Hart stares Danielson down, nothing but disrespect in his eyes.