GCW ONE 2017 RESULTS

The camera pans across a packed Air Canada Centre as the official GCW ONE theme 'Phenomenal' By Eminem blasts across the arena. The crowd of fans cheers loudly as we pan over to the commentary desk where Terry Kohl and Beast Jackson are sat, Beast appears to be on the phone while Kohl nudges him and points to the camera.

Kohl: Welcome to GCW ONE Live from the packed out Air Canada Centre in Toronto, Ontario, Canada! I am you host for the evening Terry Kohl joined by my colleague Beast Jackson!

Beast: Man that theme sounds so familiar... I haven't heard that in months...

Kohl: I am surprised we had the rights just lying around somewhere

Beast: I know... I feel like we forgot something

Beast takes out his phone and begins to dial a number

Kohl: Tonight we have an action packed show for you all featuring some top matches!

Beast is still on the phone as Kohl looks tries to nudge him

Beast: I’ll have two number 9s, a number 9 large...

Kohl: Beast...

Beast: a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7...

Kohl: Beast... we're live...

Beast: two number 45s, one with cheese, and a large soda.

Beast then hangs up the phone and looks at the camera

Kohl: So, first up on our show is the battle for the GCW Tag Team Championship as the challengers and winners of the Eckert & Haggerty Tag Team Tournament, Inglorious Masters, stake a claim for the GCW Tag Team Championships

Beast: The way I see it, The Conspiracy has this one in the bag. They've held those titles for over 7 months. That is a long time and I don't see it ending too soon

Kohl: Well I wouldn't count them so lucky Beast. Inglorious Masters are pretty much undefeated and are currently more fresher in the ring than The Conspiracy are as a team...

GCW Tag Team Championship -By Kidd West

The Conspiracy (Kidd West & Darius Seeiso) © vs. Inglorious Masters (Simon Cade & The Answer)

As Jesus Christ Superstar hits the sound system, The Answer and Simon Cade step out onto the stage, with Answer running in with his arms outstretched. Cade walks out as normal for him, and Answer tries to get him to pose. After a brief argument, Cade just begins to walk down the stage, and Answer continues to pose.

Fink: Making their way to the ring... Your Challengers, the team of
Simon Cade and The Answer... THE. INGLORIOUS. MASTEEEEEERS!!!

As they get down to the ring Answer runs onto the apron and climbs to the second turnbuckle before outstretching his arms and basking in the crowd's cheers, as Cade gets into the ring normally. Answer uses the ropes to hop over the 2nd turnbuckle and into the ring and the two partners meet up in their corner and await their opponents.

””Well. Here we are.” Daniel appears at the top of the ramp holding a microphone shortly after Simon Cade and Answer enter the ring. ”We’ll get back to your regularly scheduled program shortly, ladies and gentlemen, but first, I just have a few words of encouragement for our contenders, and winners of the Eckert and Haggerty Tag Team Tournament! Give it up for Cade and Answer! Enjoy your match, you two. You’ve earned this.” a brief flash of anger shines through Daniel’s calm, jovial facade.”You fought your way through team after team. Hell, you beat me and my good partner El Masko! There’s not a person here that can say that you didn’t earn this.”

Daniel looks towards the back, and makes a quick motion with his hand, as if he’s beckoning someone. He quits this rather quickly, and then turns back to the stage, suddenly much more serious. ”El Masko couldn’t make it tonight. After all, you hit him in the back with a chair, Cade. El Masko was a trusted teammate of mine, and I’m afraid that chair shot put him out of action forever.” he scowls briefly. ”An honorable man is gone from GCW, and it’s your fault, but don’t let that get you down. This is your moment. You earned this.”

”But you better watch your back, Cade, because you made a powerful enemy when you brought that chair into the ring. I’m not going to rest until Masko is avenged, Cade. Consider this a warning. Next time, I’m not going to be so civil. After all, you earned this.” With that, Daniel throws the mic to the ground, and leaves.



Backstage Segment - Chiyoko Uzuki

Backstage, Calhoun seems to be finishing up a talk with the Women's Champion, Chiyoko. She has her fists clenched at her chest, nodding at every word he says.

"...So just remember what I taught ya, all right?" He slaps a reassuring pat on her back. "Good luck."

"Right!" She nods again. "Thanks, Calhoun!" She lifts her hand in a brief wave before scurrying off. The trainer nods back, a slight look of contentment on his face.

"...Heh." As he turns away, the smile fades into a frown. "Now... lessee if I can find a phone around here..." He begins to walk off, looking around. In the midst of his search, a flash of red overtakes him - he's jolted backwards, his head snapping against a brick wall. "What the fu-?!" It happened so fast. He grits his teeth, trying to refocus his blurry vision on the culprit that pinned him against the wall.

"...You."

C... Camber?!

"Fuckin'...!" Calhoun sneers, ripping himself away from her grip. "You wanna go?!" He throws his fists up in a ready stance, glaring at her. How the hell did he let that happen? How could he have let his guard down just enough for her to ambush him like that...?!

But she says nothing. She does nothing to restrain him, nothing to threaten him. All she does is stare at him, briefly squinting as if to read some hidden secret. Calhoun couldn't stand the silence.

"...Tch!" He scowls again, crouching lower, readying himself to pounce like an angered beast. "You made your threat..." He growls. "Just follow through on it!" Again, she says nothing, looking over him. Eventually, her expression changes, faint traces of realization clearly forming on her face. Having drawn her conclusion, she finally responds with a smile.

"...Azure Flare."

Calhoun freezes, his eyes widening. "...What?"

She smiles again. "That is your identity, is it not?" She doesn't need his answer - his reaction tells all.

"F... Fuckin'... How'd y..." He's shaken, clearly struggling to maintain his stance, but he scowls again. "It's Calhoun, goddamnit!"

"I am the Queen of Flames..." Camber responds rather cooly. "...And my title isn't just for show." She motions to him grandly with both hands. "I sense the fire inside you, Azure Flare..." She nods. "That is your identity... so I will refer to you as such."

"Fuckin'...! Shut up!" He threateningly punches the wall beside them. "No one calls me that! No one!" He was yelling in her face, but she remains unfazed, continuing.

"To think, a flame so wild and free..." She smirks. "A flame like yourself... would be contained in the role of a mere trainer."

"Tch...! I took this job!" Calhoun grits his teeth, snapping back at her. "It's none of your damn business!"

"You... You value your freedom, do you not?" She frowns, almost as if in genuine concern. "So why do you allow yourself to be kept under the thumb of the one called Pryce?"

A guttural growl emits from Calhoun. "Kh...! Fuckin'...!" His knuckles turn white from clenching them so hard. "You... No, no! I see what you're trying to do here! And it ain't gonna fucking work!" He turns away, storming off with a snarl. "You don't fuckin' know me...!"

His sharp words hang in the air as Camber watches him leave. She smirks to herself.

"...I know enough."

GCW Womens Championship - By Simon Cade
Chiyoko Uzuki © vs. Camber

In a highly contested match seeing both women go back and forth with each other, Camber had control for a decent portion of it, using her power-based offense to do heavy damage to Chiyoko, but Chiyoko ended up gaining control by reversing the Blazing Inferno into a floatover DDT. After that, they mostly went back and forth, but Camber never seemed to be able to hit Chiyoko with the Blazing Inferno or the Ashes to Ashes, with Chiyoko finding a way to counter it almost every time. Eventually, Camber retreated to the corner and attempted to throw a fireball but Chiyoko blocked by, somehow, kicking the paper back at Camber, with it almost hitting Camber right in the face. This caused Camber to run out of the corner and right into the R-18, where, after a few seconds of struggling, Camber tapped out.

GCW International Championship - By Jensen
Andrew Jordan © vs. Kenji Yamada


***Pride of Lions***

As the music hits, Kenji Yamada emerges from the backstage arena. Fans attempt to high five him, but he just blows right past them and heads straight for the ring. He heads to the corner of the ring as he awaits the champion.

***Sandstorm***

The arena lights go out as the sounds of Sandstorm erupt through the sound system. An orange glow begins to emit from the aisle as GCW's International Champion makes his way to the ring. The champion walks with a slow confident stroll, all the while staring down his opponent. He then slides into the ring and hands the championship belt over to the referee.

As the match begins, Kenji charges across the ring and drops the reinging International champion with a running dropkick and we're off to a bang here! Andrew Jordan crawls into the corner as Kenji hurries over and delivers a hard basement drop kick to the head of Andrew Jordan. Kenji Yamada quickly goes for the cover.

1...
2...
But Jordan kicks out.

Both competitors get to their feet as Kenji hits a spin kick to the ribs of Andrew, which stuns the South Korean Native. The challenger looks to be in control as he comes in quickly to deliver several repeated kicks to the body of the champ. Kenji hits a snap ddt and Andrew Jordan is down once again. The Champion looks to be in trouble here
1..
2...
But Andrew Jordan Kicks out once again!

Kenji stands over his opponent and demands him to get up. Andrew Jordan remains down looking to protect himself from any downward strikes the challenger looks to deliver. Kenji loses his patience and jumps in for a punch to his downed opponent, but the former mma competitor catches him with an upkick, stunning him! Kenji backpeddles as the champ rises to his feet!

Yamada tries to shake off the cob webs, but is smothered by the lightning quick jab from the International champ. A hard cross stuns Yamada. WHACK! A loud thud is heard through out the arena as Andrew Jordan delivers a powerfull kick to his opponent's leg. A second and third thud is heard as the leg kicks are repeated, and Kenji drops Yamada to one knee as a result. Andrew Jordan charges in with a huge running knee!

Kenji is slow to is feet, as he is visibly favoring his leg. He takes a step forward but drops to one leg again, Andrew moves in to put his opponent out misery. The crowd roars as the champ takes off his gloves. It's time for the Dragon Combo! A flurry of strikes begin to batter Kenji Yamada. After a hard uppercut, the Dragon combo is finished off by one final kick to Kenji Yamada's leg. The challenger then drops to the floor like a sack of potatoes!

While on the mat, Kenji grabs his leg. The hard kicks from Andrew Jordan certainly have no doubt left their mark on his opponents thigh.With his opponent occupied, Andrew Jordan climbs the turnbuckle. It looks like the champ will finish this off in style! Shooting star press!

1.
2.
3!

It's all over as the Champion picked his opponent apart!

As Jordan stands up, celebrating with his title. Kenji Yamada weekly limps up until he is standing, both me stand opposite each other with Jordan extending a hand out for Kenji to shake. Kenji looks at it solemnly, thinking and thinking before suddenly meeting Andrews hand and giving him a firm shake. He then raises Andrew Jordans hand and points to him and he holds high his International Championship.

Kohl: My! It seems Yamada and Jordan have joined forces

Beast: Clearly they must be forming an Oriental Express or something!

Backstage Segment - Chiyoko Uzuki

In a backstage room, Bill Pryce stands near a large raffle cage, casually clutching a mic in one hand. He grins, saluting the camera.

"Ladies, gentlemen and everyone in between, inside and out! I'm Bill Pryce, and last week we announced a very special contest - A RAFFLE!" He clenches a fist excitedly. "Yes, that's right! A chance for one," He winks to the camera. "...lucky fan to spend a lovely little dinner date with the Women's Champion, the Perfect Idol, Chiyoko Uzuki!" He looks aside, patting a hand on the raffle cage. ”Ooooh, who will it be?" He cranks the handle in excitement, spinning the cage. "Who? Will? It? BE?!"

At last, he stops, popping the cage door open. "Aaaand... the lucky fan is..." He reaches in, shuffling the raffle balls around for a bit before plucking one out. "Aha! Here we go!" He looks down at the ball with a smile - a smile that quickly fades into concern. "...Ah." He tilts his head aside, frowning. "...Uhh..." With uncertainty, he glances back up at the camera, then back to the ball. "Erm... well, folks!" He forces a nervous smile. "It looks like the lucky fan is..." He holds the ball up for the camera to read, his tone empty of excitement. "...Camber."

Pryce drops his arms to his sides, clearly trying to remain cheerful in the face of the new development. "It's... Camber. It's Camber! Great. Great! Just... great." He turns away from the camera, sighing. He quickly recomposes himself however, doing his best to keep up a lighthearted tone. "I, uh... heh..." He turns back. "Guess you were a fan after all, eh Camber...?" He anxiously adjusts his bowtie. "Hope there's no hard feelings from the Queen of Flames, yeah? Yeaaah... Ahaha..." Pryce laughs nervously, quickly making his way off screen. "Crivens, I need to make a call..."


GCW United States Championship - By Kidd West
Kidd West (c) vs. The Answer

In a short match. The Answer overcame Kidd West for a second time tonight, working on the knee of Kidd West which had been bruised earlier in the Tag Team Match. It all came to a head when The Answer locked Kidd West into a Sharpshooter, struggling to break free and crawl his way out of the move. West was forced to tap as his leg pain grew agonisingly unbearable. The Answer took the time to celebrate with both his new titles much to the annoyment of the sore Kidd West who limped backstage.

In-Ring Segment -

Kohl: What the?

"Oh, Canada!" hits, and the raucous Toronto crowd rises to their feet. Out walks a man wearing a full yellow raincoat, with the hood up. His think, long whitebeard covers most of his face, but his happy smile shines through. He is holding a microphone, and looks to the crowd.

: Ladies and gentlemen, I am Titus Canby, and I am the advocate for the Greatest Canadian of All Time. He stands 6'5" tall, he weighs in at 241lbs. He hails from TORONTO, ONTARIO CANADA!

The crowd begins to cheer wildly, as Canadians love their local heroes.

Canby:He is -- THE REIGNING, DEFENDING, GCW CANADIAN HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. Put your hands together for the one, the only, JOE WHEELER!

Out walks a man with long black hair, wrapped in a Canadian flag. Once he turns around, you can see he is wearing a red & white Canadian hockey jersey, with the name Wheeler on the back, and the number 1. Around his waist is a belt we haven't seen before, but it has a look similar to the other belts in the company. He has on red & white Zubaz, and matching red & white boots. He smiles a big smile as he heads to the ring, grabbing a microphone from Titus on the way.

Wheeler: Everyone, let's hear it for the inferior champion! I want to commend you on such a huge victory. I truly apologize that I must interrupt you, but how could a match for the GCW Canadian Championship go on BEFORE the United States Championship match? That's just silly. Now, be a good GCW wrestler and exit the ring so I can have my match.

Wheeler tosses the microphone on the mat, before hopping around waiting for the announcement.

Canby: And his opponent -- hailing from Surrey, British Columbia! He is the challenger for the GCW Canadian Heavyweight Championship! His name is Don "The Beaver" Johnson!

From out of the crowd, comes an out-of-shape, bald man who stands maybe six feet tall. He is wearing a Vancouver Canucks jersey from the early 80's. He puts down his beer in the corner of the ring, and starts jarring at the "champion". Wheeler removes his jersey and Zubaz, wearing only his red & white trunks, with a maple leaf on the front. Wheeler starts pumping his fist, and the two go to lock-up, only for Wheeler to just flat-out punch his opponent in the face. He does it again! And again! And again? ...and again. The crowd starts to get restless as Wheeler continues to punch his opponent about 14 times before the referee tells him to stop. Wheeler bounces off the opposite ropes and punches him again, this time knocking him to the ground. Wheeler says this is the end! He sets Johnson up for a piledriver, but instead of falling backward, jumps up, spiking Johnson's head on the ground. Wheeler has dubbed this the JPD -- the Jumping Piledriver! He goes for the cover! 1... 2... he lifts Johnson's head up! He shouts that he isn't done just yet, and then says he is ready now. He pins him again, and the match is over!

Canby: Your winner and STILL the GCW Canadian Heavyweight Champion! "THE GREATEST CANADIAN OF ALL TIME"... JOE WHEELER!

The two men celebrate in the ring, while the crowd gives a cheap hometown cheer. The two men soak it in, and head to the back, happy, about their successful "debut".

Kohl: I don't know what that was.

Beast: Me either.

Kohl: Well, we'll be back after a word from our sponsors

GCW Heavyweight Championship - By Darius Seeiso
Mason James © vs. Darius Seeiso

Darius and Mason stand across from each other in the ring, sizing each other up. They walk towards each other, and lock up. The two pump their feet, trying to drive the other one back into the corner, but no one is budging.

Beast: This is like two massive moose locking antlers here!

Kohl: Just because we're in Canada--

Beast: This is gonna be a slow paced matchup, Kohl. Maple syrup dripping off a Beavertail, slow.

Darius let's go of the lockup, as does Mason, and they separate.

Kohl: Now as we know, Mason faced another Conspiracy member last week, Andreas Landa. That match went to a double countout.

Darius and Mason lock up once more.

Kohl: As a result of that, Mason requested that this match be no countout, no disqualification, falls count anywhere.

Darius snatches a headlock, wrenching Mason down to a knee.

Kohl: Do you think that stipulation favours or hinders Mason?

Beast: Well Darius has the entire Conspiracy behind him. He's already lost those tag titles, so he's gonna use all the tools at his disposal to secure the GCW Championship.

Mason pushes Darius off the ropes. Darius rebounds and crashes into Mason with a forearm. Mason doesn't budge. Darius charges again, and hits another forearm. Mason barely moves. Darius nods. He motions for Mason to hit him back with one. Mason nods, and goes to hit the ropes. As he does, Darius follows him in, and clotheslines him over the top rope.

Kohl: Cunning maneuver from Darius!

Mason lands on his feet, and snatches Darius' ankle from the outside. He pulls Darius down, and drags him out of the ring. He grabs Darius by the neck, and shoves him into the ring apron.

Kohl: You were right though, Beast, this isn't going to be a fast paced matchup.

Beast: No it won't, it will be a lot of hard hitting strikes, and a whole lot of these two slamming each other around.

Darius breaks Mason's grip, and hits him with a headbutt. Mason recoils back, and Darius follows it up with a straight right. Darius hits Mason with a stiff overhead slap.

Kohl: Again with the damned slaps!

Mason registers the slap, and looks to Darius, furious. Darius goes for another slap, but Mason ducks it, and puts his shoulder into Darius' gut. He lifts Darius off his feet, and runs with him, before slamming him through the barricade.

Beast: Mason wasn't gonna take any more of that! He's not having it!

Mason kneels, catching his breath as the fans cheer. He used the remaining portion of the barricade to steady himself, before grabbing Darius by the hair, and dragging him out of the rubble.

Kohl: Mason could have pinned him there, remember, this match is falls count anywhere!

Darius begins kicking up to his feet, fighting off Mason's grip. The ref goes to check on Darius, but Darius kicks him away. As the fans try to hype Darius up, he angrily pushes one of them into the crowd. Mason tries to grab Darius' neck, but Darius slaps his hands away.

Beast: Darius just fighting off anybody trying to touch him here. The ref, Mason, the fans, everybody is getting hit.

Darius grabs a fan by the shirt, and hurls him into Mason. With Mason distracted, Darius takes the chair that fan was seated in, and cracks Mason in the shoulder with it.

Kohl: First weapon of the match!

Beast: Wait, the chair? Or the Canuck that was sitting in it?

Darius jabs Mason in the stomach with the chair. Mason bends over, and Darius slams the chair into his back.

Beast: Darius knows he can chop the big man down with the chair, it's a brilliant strategy.

Darius continues to hit Mason with the chair. He hits the back, the shoulders, whatever is exposed. Mason stumbles closer and closer to the announce tables with every hit.

Kohl: What's Darius going for here?

Darius raises the chair over his head, looking to slam the chair right into Mason's head. Mason springs to his feet, and punches Darius square in the throat, forcing him to drop the chair.

Beast: That could have crushed Darius' windpipe!

Darius keels over, clutching his throat. Mason stands and picks up the chair. The crowd begins cheering as Mason raises the chair above his head.

Kohl: Mason looking to pay back Darius for that onslaught we just saw!

Darius quickly reacts, uppercutting Mason between the legs. A vicious low blow.

Beast: How resourceful!

Kohl: Resourceful?! It was a low blow! What a cowardly move of Darius!

Darius rises to his feet, and the crowd begins to boo.

Kohl: Wait, who's that?! Look, Beast! Look at the ramp!

Andreas and Maricia begin making their way down the ramp, as Mason rolls on the floor in pain. Darius looks to them and smiles.

Kohl: Oh come on! Darius is already cheating, now he's pulling more people out to help him!

Beast: Darius didn't call for these two though! They came on their own!

Darius begins putting the boots to a downed Mason, as Andreas and Maricia make their way around the ring.

Kohl: Doesn't make it right!

Andreas and Maricia stand behind Darius, as he stands over Mason beside the announce table. Darius kneels, sliding down his knee pad.

Kohl: Darius may go for the Royal Fury here, looking to finish this match!

Darius beckons for Mason to rise to his feet.

He takes a couple of steps back.

Mason begins to stir.

Darius steadies himself--

But Maricia cracks him in the back of the head with a spinning heel kick.

Beast: WHAT?!

Kohl: Maricia just kicked Darius!

Darius turns to look at Maricia, and Andreas floors him with a lariat.

Beast: ANDREAS TOO?!

Kohl: The two of them just betrayed Darius! Maricia made the announcement earlier this week that she'd be retiring, but this is a bit much!

Andreas drags Darius onto his feet, before rolling him onto the announce table. He looks to Maricia, who simply nods. Andreas climbs onto the announce table after Darius, and pulls him to his feet.

Kohl: This is insane!

Beast: YOU TWO WILL PAY FOR THIS!

Andreas steadied Darius, and sighs.

AL: Tell your father, I'm sorry.

Andreas lifts Darius onto his shoulders, in a powerslam position. He then dives onto the German announce table, driving Darius through it, effectively exploding the table.

Kohl: And a vicious powerslam through the table!

Andreas slowly rises to his feet, as does Mason. The two have a stand off as sorts, before Maricia pulls on Andreas' arm, leading him away from Mason.

Beast: Those bastards just handed Mason his victory on a silver platter!

Mason, keeping his eye on Andreas and Maricia, lumbers over to Darius, and pins him atop the wreckage of the announce table.

Kohl: 1--2--3! Mason retains!

Mason slowly makes it to his feet. He snatches the title from the referee, as Darius begins to stir.

Fink: Here is your winner, and STILL GCW Heavyweight Champion! Mason James!

Beast: Darius is going to be absolutely pissed when he watches this back...

Darius stumbles to his feet, and looks to Mason, standing over him with the title. Mason simply shakes his head, and begins walking to the back, and Darius collapses once more.

Backstage Segment - Kidd West

We cut backstage. Kidd West is sat at a set of monitors watching on as Mason James raises the title. Staring at the screen, West sighs and presses his fist to his head in anger. "God... fucking... dammit" Standing up, West throws his chair to the ground and starts to make his way backstage to his temporary office. On the way there he is intercepted by a cameraman and the newest interviewer to grace GCW:

THE ONE MATCH - The Fight To Be Determined To Be Called ONE! - By Darius Seeiso
Jensen vs. Johnny Boy vs. Rebecca Strummer vs. Andreas Landa vs. Owen Hawes vs. John Styles vs. J.J Kruger vs. Daniel Collins vs. Callie Collins vs. ?



The lights dim as the music begins blaring throughout the arena. As the music continues, varies colored strobe lights begin to flash on the stage along with some smoke. Soon a figure emerges with outstretched arms from the mixture of lights with his back to the crowd. After a few moments pause, Jensen turns and embraces the crowd.

Fink: The following contest is an elimination match, to crown, "The One"!

He makes his way down the ramp slowly taking in the crowds reaction while slowly bobbing his head to the beat of the music.

Fink: Introducing first, from Portland Oregon, Jensen!

The lights remained dim until he gets in the ring. He climbs onto the turnbuckle and once again embraces the crowd.



Callie Collins and JJ Kruger come down to the ring, one after another.

Fink: From East Kilbride, Scotland, Callie Collins! And from Boston, Massachusetts, JJ Kruger!

Kohl: These two women, part of GCW's developmental program, hoping to make their mark in this match after qualifying at house shows earlier this month.



Daniel steps to the top of the ramp as his music hits.

Fink: From Aster City, Daniel Collins!

He surveys the crowd briefly before making his way down to the ring, nodding politely at any fans who cheer him. Once in the ring, he checks each corner, and each rope. Once done, he walks back to the center, ready and focused for his fight.



Rebecca appears on stage.

Fink: From Baltimore, Maryland, Rebecca Strummer!

She simply walks to the ring, baseball bat over her shoulders, a glare in her eye and an angry sneer on her lips.



John Mathis' music hits and he appears on the stage.

Fink: From Paducah, Kentucky, John Mathis!

John comes to the ring surrounded by his group of friends. Some are filming on their phones, some are chugging beer, others are just hooting and whooping, they're all acting like douchebags except John. He turns serious when he steps in the ring, he bounces off the ropes a few times then awaits the rest of his opponents.



The lights in the arena all shut off. Only the flashes of phone cameras are able to cast any light. As the lights fade up, we see Owen Hawes standing in the ring.

Fink: From Baltimore, Maryland, Owen Hawes!

Owen lowers the noose off his shoulder, and chucks it out of the ring. He turns, and surveys his opponents, before retreating to the corner.



Pyro explodes like gunshots on the stage. The opening guitar of Psychosocial comes in, and the stage fills with smoke. Andreas Landa walks out, shaking his head slowly.

Fink: From Tavira, Portugal, Andreas Landa!

He shrugs, flexing as he does it, and pops the collar on his sherpa-lined coat. Andreas makes his way down the aisle, cracking his knuckles, his wrists, and his neck, as he walks. He climbs onto the apron, looks out to the crowd, and smiles. He steps over the top rope, and walks over to the turnbuckle. He scales to the second rope, and stands tall. With a swift gladiator salute, he steps down, and leans back into the corner, as his music fades out.



The music starts, 10 seconds go by then the lights go out, 20-30 seconds pass and they come back on with Styles standing with his arms outstretched and facing the titantron.

Fink: From Los Angeles, California, John Styles!

He spins around and looks all over the arena before slowly making his way down the ramp. When he gets to the ring he looks around again and walks over to the steps, he runs up them and runs into the middle of the apron points with both hands out to the crowd and then runs back to, and climbs up, the turnbuckle. He bows his head so that his hair is covering his face, shakes it and then flicks his hair back, and quickly points both fingers to the air then jumps down and faces the hard cam and looks around waiting for the final competitor.

The lights go dim as everything appears to go dark. Blue spotlights fly around the place as 'Phenomenal' by Eminem begins to blast through the speaker.

Kohl: I... think we might be having a technical glitch?

Beast: It appears so... maybe we can take fi-

Suddenly the spotlights centre on the stage where a hooded figure steps out. Immersed in blue light, he whips the hood off to reveal his face and the crowd goes wild as the Titantron bursts on.

Kohl: Shio Corin is back! This is phenomenal! The former Three Time GCW Heavyweight Champion is back!

Beast: This is an interesting mix here! 4 GCW veterans and 6 GCW newcomers battling it out, to see who will be the One!

The bell rings.

Daniel Collins: JUSSSTICCCEEE!

Daniel sprints at Andreas, and spears him through the middle ropes, sending the pair crashing to the outside. The two continue to scuffle on the ground.

Kohl: The bell has rung, this match is underway, and Daniel Collins just hurled himself into Andreas Landa!

Rebecca grabs a handful of Callie's hair, and slams her face first into the turnbuckle, before throwing her out of the ring, and then sliding out after her.

Beast: This... This is gonna get messy...

Owen and John Styles begin trading blows in the centre of the ring, ignoring the chaos going on around them. Jensen drags John Mathis into a corner, and starts fighting with him. Shio snatches JJ and plants him with the Rapper's Delight.

Kohl: This is chaos!

Beast: This is what it takes to be The One!

Andreas pushes Daniel off of him, who subsequently rolls under the ring. As Andreas looks under the ring, Jensen throws Mathis over the top rope. He barely misses Andreas as he crashes to the floor. Shortly after, Shio pushes JJ out of the ring with his foot. Callie, meanwhile, is getting thrown around ringside by Rebecca. Shio looks to Owen and Styles who are still brawling. He gets Jensen's attention, and chats with him briefly. As Owen and Styles move closer and closer to the ropes, Shio and Jensen run at them, clotheslining the duo over the top rope.

Kohl: All the competitors with the exception of Shio, Jensen, and Daniel, who I presume is still under the ring, and crowded around the entrance ramp right now, just brawling.

Beast: Match of the night? I think so!

Shio then hypes up Jensen. He motions for Jensen to dive out to the crowd of competitors below. The crowd begins to roar as Jensen looks out to them for approval. He hits the opposite ropes, running to gain speed--

But Shio cuts him off with a clothesline. The crowd simmers down and begins to boo.

Beast: It's like I've always said! "Never trust a Corin"!

Kohl: When have you ever said that?

Beast: Well-- Right now!

Daniel pops out from under the ring on the announce table side. He looks around, and sees Shio taunting Jensen from inside the ring. He shakes his head furiously, and slides into the ring. He charges, takes Shio, and throws him over the top rope, sending him down into the crowd of competitors below.

Kohl: A fire has been lit under Daniel Collins here tonight!

Daniel hypes himself up, the crowd cheering him on. He charges off the ropes, and goes to jump over the top rope.

DC: JUSSSTICCCEEE!!!

He flies over the top rope, crashing onto the group of people below.

Beast: What the hell was that?!

Kohl sits, dumbfounded, for a second.

Kohl: Tope Suicida?

Beast: I'll take it!

Daniel scrambles to his feet on the outside, and raises his fists, soaking in the admiration of the fans.

Kohl: Daniel is doing amazing in this match thus far!

Beast: We're two minutes in Kohl, calm down...

Shio gets up, and begins scrambling up the ramp. He ducks through the curtain, just as Andreas see's him.

Andreas Landa: Runner...

Andreas quickly makes it to his feet, and begins charging up the ramp, quickly making it through the curtain.

Meanwhile, ringside, Daniel rolls Mathis into the ring, as does Rebecca with Callie. Daniel whips Mathis off the ropes, before launching him into the air with the "Don't Look Back". Mathis crashes to the mat, and Daniel begins to hype himself up once more.

Kohl: What's Daniel going for here?!

Beast: Whatever it is, it's gonna be big!

Daniel scoops Mathis up into an electric chair position. He pops Mathis up, catches him in a German suplex, and drops him back on his neck.

Kohl: Fall from Grace!

Beast: An electric chair / German suplex combo! Brilliant!

Daniel holds the German suplex position for the pin. The ref counts--

1!
2!
3!

Daniel scrambles to his feet, and points down emphatically at Mathis. He whispers to himself:

DC: Justice.

Fink: John Mathis has been eliminated!

Meanwhile, Rebecca is pummelling Callie in the corner. An onslaught of punches, and stomps, and the occasional forearm club.

Kohl: Rebecca is destroying Callie here!

Rebecca begins to clobber Callie, with forearm club after forearm club. She rams Callie into the turnbuckle, before dragging her into the centre of the ring, and hitting a double stomp to the small of Callie's back.

Beast: Rebecca softening up Callie's back, smart strategy!

Rebecca grabs a hold of Callie's legs, and locks in a Boston crab.

Kohl: Riot Starter! Callie taps out!

Fink: Callie Collins has been eliminated!

Rebecca keeps a hold of Callie's legs, refusing to release the hold. Daniel looks over, and is overcome with rage. He trudges over to Rebecca, and grabs her by the hair, violently dragging her off Callie.

Beast: I've never seen Daniel this mad! What's gotten into him?

Kohl: Maybe Masko being injured inspired something in him! He wanted to stop other competitors from possibly being injured!

Beast: That may be the dumbest thing I've ever heard, Kohl.

Daniel begins hammering away at Rebecca, but Rebecca defends well against it. She backs off into the corner, and Daniel follows her. Quickly, she grabs his trunks, and pulls him down, smashing him face first off the middle turnbuckle. Daniel rolls out of the ring in pain as Rebecca stands tall.

Outside the ring, Owen Hawes and John Styles continue to brawl. They trade blows, Owen getting the upper hand. Owen rocks John with a right, sending him stumbling up the ramp, and into the backstage area.

Back to ringside, Jensen picks up JJ, and rolls him into the ring.

Kohl: Owen and John have made their way backstage, we're scrambling camera's to get a view of that.

Beast: Meanwhile, Jensen and JJ are in the ring, and Rebecca is beating down Daniel Collins here at ringside.

JJ crawls over to the corner, as Jensen stalks her from across the ring.

Kohl: Jensen looking to take out JJ-- Shotgun Dropkick!

JJ ricochets off the turnbuckle, and rolls into the centre of the ring.

Kohl: Jensen maybe looking for Censored Colours here?

Rebecca slides into the ring, and stares down Jensen.

Beast: Oooooh this is gonna be good!

Rebecca, not breaking eye contact, drags JJ by her legs, away from Jensen. She quickly flips JJ over, and locks in the riot starter, staring at Jensen the whole time.

Kohl: Another Riot Starter, and JJ taps out!

Fink: JJ Kruger has been eliminated!

Rebecca releases JJ, and continues to stare down Jensen.

The titantron lights up, and we see Owen and John brawling in the back. Owen knocks John to the ground, and takes a few steps back.

Kohl: Owen maybe looking for the Lucid Dream, this could be it for John!

Suddenly, Owen stops. He stares at something, someone walking by. The camera pans, to reveal Kidd West, rounding a corner. Owen chases after Kidd West, as does the camera. Owen steps into a locker room, and is suddenly screaming in pain. The camera looks into the locker room, to see Kidd West, standing over Owen, sledgehammer in hand. Owen is rolling on the ground, clutching his knee. Kidd grabs a hold of Owen's hair, and drags him out of the locker room, in front of John Styles. Owen struggles to stand, but Kidd cracks him in the jaw with the sledgehammer, knocking him out cold.

Beast: Kidd West could have just killed Owen Hawes!!

Kohl: At the very least he's taken Owen out of this matchup! Hawes is out!

John crawls over to Owen, and pins him.

Fink: Owen Hawes, has been eliminated!

Kidd West nods, and points the sledgehammer at John, before walking down the corridor.

Meanwhile, in the ring, Jensen and Rebecca are still staring each other down. Daniel slowly rises to his feet at ringside, his face bloodied from Rebecca's onslaught. Rebecca starts goading Jensen, but before she can even get a word out, Daniel cracks her in the back of the head with a chair.

Kohl: Daniel Collins just damn near knocked Rebecca out cold!

Daniel continues to hammer away on Rebecca's back, sending her writhing around the ring in pain. Jensen walks over, and snatches the chair from Daniel. The two stare each other down, before Daniel kneels, and pins Rebecca.

1!
2!
3!

Fink: Rebecca Strummer has been eliminated!

Daniel quickly springs to his feet, and picks up the chair. He looks to Jensen, nods, and throws the chair out of the ring. Jensen nods, and goes to shake Daniel's hand. Daniel agrees, shaking Jensen's hand. The two begin to circle each other, as the camera cuts to the back once more.

John Styles is stumbling through the backstage area, presumably looking for the other competitors. Suddenly, he's blindsided by a shot from a kendo stick. Shio Corin steps into frame, and cracks John across the back once more.

Kohl: There's Shio! We haven't seen him since the beginning of this match!

Beast: So everyone is accounted for, except for--

Andreas charges into frame, at freight train speed, and floors Shio with a shoulder block.

Beast: Andreas!

John slowly makes it to his feet, only to be put back down by a wicked lariat from Andreas.

Kohl: Andreas tearing it up backstage!

Andreas turns his attention to Shio, and drags him to his feet by his throat. He slams Shio into the side of a production truck, choking him. He nails Shio with a punch, then another, and another. Andreas stops, and takes a second to stare at Shio, who is now bleeding from above his eyebrow. He snatches Shio into a fireman's carry position, before dropping him down with an ushigoroshi.

Kohl: Andreas--

Beast: We just damn near witnessed the murder of Shio Corin!

Andreas crawls over Shio, shoves his forearm in Shio's face, and awaits the ref. A ref rounds the corner, and counts the pinfall.

Fink: Shio Corin has been eliminated!

Andreas stands, and turns to Styles. Styles begins to laugh.

John Styles: Really, backstage? Why don't you beat me in the ring, like a man. If you even can, that is!

Andreas smiles. He laughs a bit with Styles. He takes a few steps over, and kneels beside Styles, laughing along with him. Andreas suddenly stops laughing, and floors John with a straight right. He hoists Styles onto his shoulders, and begins to walk back to the ring.

In the ring, Daniel and Jensen have been wrestling for a bit, with Jensen getting the upper hand on the technical side of things.

Kohl: Andreas making the strange decision not to just finish John off back there, what're your thoughts on that Beast?

Beast: I've said it once, I'll say it again, put it on my damned tombstone: Andreas Landa is a god damned gentleman!

Kohl: Would a gentleman turn on his friend like Andreas did earlier tonight?

Beast: That was business, Kohl, come on...

Andreas emerges from the curtain, and walks down the ramp, Styles still groggily hanging off the back of the Giant. Andreas chucks Styles onto the ring apron, before climbing into the ring. Daniel counters an attempted suplex by Jensen, and rolls him up into a small package.

Kohl: Small package!

1!
2!
Kickout!

Jensen scrambles to his feet, only to be met by a clothesline from Daniel. Jensen gets up again, to be met with another clothesline again. Jensen scrambles to his feet once more, this time near the ropes. Daniel floors Jensen with another clothesline, driving the both of them over the top rope, and down to the floor.

Beast: Andreas! Focus, pin John!

Andreas drags John to the centre of the ring.

Beast: Wait-- Wait, Andreas look out!

Darius slides into the ring, and cracks Andreas across the back with a chair. Andreas turns around and Darius slams the chair into Andreas' head, bending the chair around his skull. Darius continues to hammer away on Andreas with the chair, until the chair is a mangled piece of steel.

Kohl: Darius couldn't wait to get back at Andreas! He's come to get revenge for earlier tonight!

Darius backs off into the corner opposite of Andreas. Andreas is slowly making it to his feet. Darius slides down a knee pad, and motions for Andreas to get up.

Kohl: Darius is fired up here! He's gonna hit Andreas with that Royal Fury!

Andreas makes it to his feet--

But he's quickly rolled up by John Styles.

1!
2!
3!

Fink: Andreas Landa has been eliminated!

Andreas is rolled out of the ring by a referee, as Styles sits, laughing at Darius. Darius' expression drops, going from one of shock, to one of anger. Clint jogs down the ramp, and climbs up onto the apron, along with Kidd West. Both of them grab a hold of Darius' arms, trying to talk him down from the apron. Security guards show up next, restraining Darius, as he stands, furiously glaring at John Styles.

Beast: Yeah! Get him out of here!

Kohl: Beast, this is--

Beast: He interfered in the main event! I don't care what this is, that's wrong!

Darius kneels, and slowly rolls out of the ring. Trudging up the apron, as Styles laughs from inside the ring. Styles makes it to his feet, still laughing at Darius, as he reaches the curtain.

Kohl: Here comes Daniel Collins!

Daniel slides into the ring, and clocks Styles in the back of the head. He scoops Styles onto his shoulders in an electric chair position, before popping Styles off, and planting him with the Fall From Grace.

Kohl: Fall From Grace! John Styles is down!

Daniel crawls over Styles for the pin.

1!
2!
3!

Daniel sits, exhausted beside Styles.

Fink: John Styles has been eliminated!

Daniel whispers to himself.

DC: Justice...

He slowly makes it to his feet, as Jensen rolls in. The two stand and face off.

Kohl: The final two, Jensen, and Daniel Collins.

Beast: What a weird duo...

Jensen extends his hand to Daniel once more. Daniel nods and shakes Jensen's hand--

Suddenly, Daniel spins Jensen around, hoisting him into an electric chair. Jensen counters, punching Daniel in the face. Jensen drops down, and quickly snatches Daniel into a reverse DDT position. Daniel counters, breaking out, and rolling Jensen over with a snapmare. Jensen rolls to his feet, but Daniel quickly scoops him up from behind, going for the "Make or Break". Jensen counters, flipping over Daniel's back instead. Daniel wildly turn around with a haymaker, which Jensen ducks, before hitting a pele kick.

Kohl: What an exchange!

Jensen runs, ducking a clothesline from Daniel. He hits the ropes, and rebounds with a sling blade.

Beast: Jensen is gaining momentum, big time!

Daniel makes it to his feet, and scrambles over to the corner. Jensen runs in for the shotgun dropkick, but Daniel cuts him off. Daniel spins behind Jensen, and picks him up in the electric chair position once more. He pops Jensen off, and catches him in the German suplex. As he goes for the German suplex, Jensen counters, backflipping out of the suplex attempt. Daniel rolls to his feet, and is met to a boot to the gut from Jensen. Jensen grabs Daniel into a DDT position, hooks the arm, and plants Daniel with the "Censored Colours".

Kohl: Censored Colours! That's it! Jensen for the win!

Jensen crawls over Daniel for the pin.

1!
2!
3!

Kohl: Jensen wins!

The bell rings, and Jensen stumbles to his feet, hands raised.

Fink: Here is your winner, Jensen!

Kohl: Jensen wins the "One" match, and ends the show on an amazing high note!

Beast: Congrats to Jensen, he deserves this.

Kohl: That's all for GCW ONE, goodnight everybody!