LEGACY Wrestling Presents: Friday the 20th

LEGACY Wrestling Presents: Friday the 20th (6/20/14)

The Carson Community Center in Carson, California

w/ Leo Ragatti & Tracy Race on Commentary

Preview & Card Summary

On May 9th, 1980-- a film came along that lifted a genre above the rest. 34 years later-- in 2014, a professional wrestling promotion is coming along that's looking to replicate what Friday the 13th did for the horror genre. To say it's a 'new day' would be totally cliche, so let's just say.. LEGACY Wrestling wants to reinvent the wheel. Taking a concept so tested and true and change it-- not because they want to, but because they HAVE to. The only way to properly introduce yourself intot he game is by throwing everything you've got into it, and that's exactly what LEGACY is out to do.

Equipped with heavy ammo-- names like 'The Emerald' Drew Stevenson, 'The Platinum Innovator' Scotty Addams- local talents such as 'The Ultra' Christian Othniel-- representing the PRESTIGIOUS Treborn Family from Los Angeles; Prince and Ripper.. and even looking to restore a sense to THEIR family name in Miles and Dante Lozio. But that's not all- the debut of 'THE TITAN' Bulldozer Brixton, a 6'10" 420lbs. BEAST!

Speaking of the mountain of a man-- kicking the night off, looking to hook the fans from the start there will be the HIGHLY anticipated debut of 'THE TITAN' Bulldozer Brixton-- but much like Brixton-- it won't be ordinary. Instead, to test Brixton, LEGACY wants to see how he does against not one but TWO very capable opponents in a handicap match. Brixton looks to 'bulldoze' his way through Ryan Hawkins AND Alex Andrews to prove that there's still a place in pro wrestling for a big man-- a place as LEGACY Heavyweight Champion! Ryan Hawkins-- a man who's pretty big on the internet on the other hand, wants to show that he won't be no pushover and WON'T take being a stepping stone for Brixton-- and when you're called 'The Showstealer' as Alex Andrews is, the last thing he wants is to be used as a sacrificial lamb! Will the unlikely duo of Hawkins and Andrews throw a wrench into the plans of Bulldozer Brixton-- or is the MASSIVE Canadian going to STORM his way to the top of LEGACY?

With prior issues lingering-- 'The Second City Warrior' Matt Ward will battle Ian Windermear in what we're anticipating will be nothing short of a brutal fight. Ward and Windermear's problems go back to an unknown location and spilled over on Twitter which essentially led to Windermear's signing with LEGACY.. Will these two be able to walk out of The Carson Community Center when it's all said and done!?

Living true to the statement of giving the fans a little bit of something-- the show wouldn't be complete without a showcase of what our LEGACY Females offer. 18 year old rookie and LA native, Zoe looks to get her feet wet here as she faces off against Ruby Red. While Zoe is breaking into the business and looking to get herself started, Ruby Red can be guaranteed to NOT be a pushover, both ladies have the chance to surely impress LEGACY officials here.

There's going to be a little bit of everything for our kickoff show- so it wouldn't be complete without a 4-Way Dance featuring 4 of LEGACY's quickest- most agile and promising stars of the future! Noah Adelaide, formally a tag team wrestler is looking to test his skills as a solo competitor as he takes on the lovable and charming Masen Dysen- the egomaniac Cameron Kaiser and all-around bad-boy Terry John. Expect ELECTRIFYING action!

Irishman- Nathanael Black who's made a living for himself in bare-knuckle and boxing brawls squares off against the New Mexico native C-4- both men seem intent to prove they belong so this should be a hard-hitting, very old-school fight with the winner looking to cement themself as 'the enforcer' of LEGACY.

In what may be the most bitter brawl of them all though.. decades upon decades come to a head here as in TAG TEAM action.. The Treborn Legacy; Prince Treborn and Derek 'Ripper' Treborn, two third generation stars from the lengthy Treborn family bloodline will battle the Easy Bay native second generation stars- Miles and Dante Lozio; The Lozios.. In-state, the rivarly between both families have raged since 1977 so there's the opportunity that things may.. get out of control here but it's been a long time coming.

LA Native- 'The Ultra' Christian Othniel squares off against 'The Candy Man' Brandon Marks and recent graduate of The Emerald Academy.. Bobby Langford in a Triple Threat match, just to showcase how versatile LEGACY's shows can be! Langford will be accompanied by Frank Washington-- this may very well be a match showcasing a future LEGACY Heavyweight Championship!

In our semi main-event, Scotty Addams will battle Joey Edwards in what we're hearing has SERIOUS implications of how officials will determine a challenger for the LEGACY Heavyweight Championship. Scotty has come a long way in the industry, he has his shot to continue stepping towards greatness as standing in his way is Joey Edwards-- who will have 'The Son of Anarchy' Richard Steen in his corner. Edwards is said to be on the brink of shattering through superstar status so a win versus 'The Platinum Innovator' will just move the process along!

And concluding the evening-- the main event will see 'The Emerald' Drew Stevenson, a multiple time World Champion square off against Alyssa Pryde.. Who.. eats faces. Sounds ridiculous? It's not, Alyssa is as brutal and capable as they come, Drew however, has seen a lot through his career and never underestimates his opposition. It's said that Drew and Alyssa have hard words in the past where Drew told Alyssa to 'earn a shot' at him-- in LEGACY? It's GONNA happen!

Make sure you DON'T miss the kickoff event for the Summer for LEGACY-- as they said 34 years ago.. Fridays will NEVER be the same again!

CARD SUMMARY
- Drew Stevenson vs. Alyssa Pryde (Singles Match)
- Scotty Addams vs. Joey Edwards w/ Richard Steen (Singles Match)
- Christian Othniel vs. Brandon Marks vs. Bobby Langford (Triple Threat Match)
- The Treborn Legacy [Prince & Ripper] vs. The Lozios [Miles & Dante] (Tag Team Match)
- Nathanael Black vs. C4 (Singles Match)
- Noah Adelaide vs. Masen Dysen vs. Cameron Kaiser vs. Terry John (4-Way Dance)
- Zoe vs. Ruby Red (Women's Showcase Singles Match)
- Matt Ward vs. Ian Windermear (No Holds Barred Match)
- Bulldozer Brixton vs. Ryan Hawkins & Alex Andrews (1 on 2 Handicap Match)

Show Intro

Inside of the Carson Community Center, it was a mad house. Not because of 'bingo' night.. not because there was a local indy act blowing out the speakers, but rather because for the first time in a long time.. the state of California was housing a FRESH new kid on the block in terms of professional wrestling, a company that called Carson.. home. Set up in the arena, it wasn't anything too fancy. A ring, standard size-- the mat was black, the ropes was black, white black and the turnbuckle matched the rope color scheme. Outside of the ring-- the barricades that kept the fans back? It was done in the old-style, steel.. of course they too was painted black to match the rest of it.

"LAAAADIIIIESSSSSSSS AND GEEEEENTTTTTLEEEEEEEMENNNNNN OF CAAAAARSSSSSSONNNNNNN.. CAAAALLLLLLIIIIFFFFOOOORRRRRRNNNNNNNIAAAAAAA.."

A THUNDEROUS ovation sounded once their city name was announced.

"WELCOME TO LEGACY WRESTLING'S DEBUT EVENT.. FRIIIIDAAAYYYYY.. THE.. TWENTIETH!"

Over the PA System the classic sound of Jason Voorhes' "chi.. chi.. chi..", "ha.. ha.. ha.." which gave the crowd yet ANOTHER reason to pop.

"I'M PROUD TO INTRODUCE THE COMMISSIONER OF LEGACY WRESTLING; PETER.. BAAAAAUUUUUUUERRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

The crowd had yet to meet the man who ran LEGACY on-air.. most of them would wish they hadn't once this was all said and done. Then- suddenly..

"I'M.. TOO SEXY FOR MY LOVE.. TOO SEXY FOR MY LOVE, LOVE'S GOING TO LEAVEEEEEEEEE!"

"I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred pulsated through the arena as within seconds, shoving through the curtain we see Peter Bauer with a turtle neck on and a sports coat. His hair looked ridiculous, the expression on his face said 'powertrip' and mixed with his pick of theme music, this was a classic experience. Some fans within the arena begun to let Bauer hear it already, not appreciating the ear-ache they were beginning to get from the nuisance of music, but he laughed it off and headed down towards the ring-- not bothering to interact with the fans at all.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to LEGACY Wrestling's Friday the 20th-- My name is Len Ragatti.."

".. and I'm Tracy Race."

"And we're you're commentary team from here, on out! We're proud to be able to call the action for you.. and as it was said earlier; the man making his way to the ring now is Peter Bauer, or as he likes to be called.. The Brass."

Tracy Race: "I'm not calling another man The Brass, that's absolutely ridiculous."

Len Ragatti: "You don't have to Tracy, I'm just telling the people what Mister Bauer prefers!"

As Right Said Fred's one hit wonder continued to looped over the PA, Bauer eventually got into the ring and was handed a mic-- gazing it over, he nodded before with a sudden movement-- he stuck the mic into the air- the theme cut off as there was nothing aside of a few boos, a whole lot of buzzing and totally random "YOU SUCK BAUER" chant booming through.

Len Ragatti: "Seems like Bauer is.. taking in the moment?"

Tracy Race: "Oh, he's taking in something alright."

In a total obnoxious manner, Bauer slowly moved the mic to his lips while twirling the mic in his hand all before he stopped near his lips and threw his head back.

Petey Bauer: "PLEASE, HOLD YOUR APPLAUSE UNTIL AFTER WE'RE DONE HERE.. PLEASE! IT'S ALL I ASK OF YOU!"

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Len Ragatti: "Looks like the fans here in the LEGACY Center isn't too keen on The Brass!"

Race: "It's hard being keen on ANYONE who refers to themselves as a synonym for 'the boss'.. Plus, has Bauer even wrestled a match in his life?!"

Len Ragatti: "I have no idea Tracy, I'm sure I'll add that to the list for my Q and A after the show."

Petey Bauer: "Now since this is all new to you, allow me to break it down so you're understanding what's going on here! This isn't just a professional wrestling company that boomed out of no where.. no, this is a professional wrestling company ran by the single.. GREATEST.. promoter in PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING HISTORY!"

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Len Ragatti: "It seems like Mister Bauer holds himself in a VERY high regard!"

Petey Bauer: "Don't boo! Don't boo me, I'm your friend! I'm someone that's looking out for YOUR best interest! If you wanna boo something, I could have a list typed up and made out to each and everyone of you for better things to jeer at! Like for starters.. the city of Carson, California.."

Tracy Race: ".. really?!"

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Petey Bauer: "INDEED! BOO, YES! BOO CARSON! 'CAUSE IT SUCKS AS MUCH AS IT'S NAMESAKE, CARSON PALMER!"

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Len Ragatti: "I'm not too sharp on the business side of things but I'm pretty sure.. alienating your audience during the first 10 minutes of your show isn't the particular way you wanna do things.. but there's a reason why Bauer has a mic in his hand at the moment and I'm doing commentary."

Tracy Race: "It's 'cause Bauer interviews well and you don't."

Len Ragatti: "Touche."

Petey Bauer: "But I'm not here to talk about the Trojans.. I'm not here to talk about Carson Palmer or even how much of a rat-trap Carson, California is.. I'm here to tell you that my name is PETEY BAUER AND I'M YOUR NEW GOD, BABY!"

Sprinting towards the turnbuckle, Bauer scaled it and took a bow, all as the fans continued to boo his presence. Kissing his hands and throwing it out to the side to mock the people in attendance, Bauer even wiped away a trace of a tear that never really emerged from his left eye as he allowed himself to fall back down onto the mat and move back to the center of the ring. Taking a second to collect himself and form his thoughts, Bauer once again moved the mic to his lips.

Petey Bauer: "Despite me urging to relocate LEGACY to somewhere more classy- like Santa Monica or even Long Beach, we're stuck here so.. so we've gotta make-do with what we've got. I can assure you that under my watch, not only will LEGACY fill the HUGE void left in your lives by the constant robberies you're victim of due to it's terrible economy and lack of any occupational system-- but I.. Peter.. Doyle.. Bauer personally guarantees that LEGACY Wrestling will be the answer to ALL your prayers! The prayers asking for something-- anything to keep you folk having faith in the industry due to the massive amount of suckitude that's been offered lately. I GUARANTEE-- that names like.. "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson.."

"BOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Petey Bauer: "Alyssa Pryde.."

A mixed reaction was given for Pryde-- compared to the OVERWHELMING boo's that Drew's name received.

Petey Bauer: "SCOTTY ADDAMS! JOEY EDWARDS! CHRISTIAN OTHNIEL! BOBBY LANGFORD! BULLDOZER BRIXTON! THE TREBORNS-- THE LOZIOS-- THEY ALL DO WHAT THEY'RE HERE TO DO.."

Letting off a creepy grin, Bauer nodded.

Petey Bauer: ".. make me a WHOLE bunch of money! YOU GUYS SUCK, I'M GOING TO THE BACK BEFORE I PASS OUT FROM NEGATIVITY, GOOD NIGHT BORING OLD CARSON!"

"PETEY SUCKS! PETEY SUCKS! PETEY SUCKS!"

Len Ragatti: "A truly interesting way to address the fans of LEGACY Wrestling.."

Tracy Race: "This guy burns more bridges than California's City and County system."

Len Ragatti: "I wouldn't doubt it.. Not one.. bit."

With Bauer waving off at the fans as he made his way up the stage and towards the back.. the camera cut out to the first 'sponsorship break' of the evening.. all as Bauer was seen standing at the top of the stage, waving and smiling as if he was just elected president of the United States. Was he the right man to lead LEGACY to the promised land? It remained to be seen so far, but if anything-- Bauer's debut and opening address would be remembered for being as negative and insulting as he's known to be in life.

Bulldozer Brixton vs. Ryan Hawkins & Alex Andrews (1 on 2 Handicap Match)

Coming off of the break, we're back at ring-side where standing on one side of the ring was the unlikely and randomly generated duo of Alex Andrews and Ryan Hawkins. They didn't know each other well and more than likely wouldn't team again after this-- but they had to deal with it for the moment. Alex Andrews had the presence of a star, his looks down to the way he carried himself spoke volumes regarding his future in the business. Hawkins on the other hand-- he had the look, but was missing something and it wasn't an easy fix. Nonetheless, standing on the OTHER end of the ring-- we see LEGACY's BIGGEST signing.. Bulldozer Brixton.

Len Ragatti: "And ladies and gentlemen.. to kick off the official era of LEGACY, what better than.. THE TITAN.. Bulldozer Brixton!?"

Tracy Race: "I managed to get a word with the big man before we came out here tonight and it's safe to say that not only is Double-Bee ready for action-- but he's looking to do JUST as his name says. bulldoze through these two standing in front of him."

Len Ragatti: "It won't be an easy task though, despite the numerical odds, Brixton is about the same size as these two put together, Tracy!"

Tracy Race: "I'd say you'd need at least another, or even two stacked in Andrews and Hawkins corner to have the odds be put in their favor.."

Early chants broke out for Brixton-

"BULL-DOZER! BULLDOZER! BULLDOZER!"

Brixton-- being new to the company and well.. industry, took the cheers with smiles as the official for the match-- PJ Polaski signed for the bell. The crowd ERUPTED again for the OFFICIAL kickoff for LEGACY.. all as Andrews quickly jumped out of the ring and behind the ropes-- leaving Hawkins to square off against Brixton. With the fans still behind the big man, Hawkins sighed before launching himself in-- he was caught with a STRONG clothesline that dropped him to the mat pretty hard. Bouncing back up though, Hawkins tried to rush Brixton again, this time Bulldozer simply grabbed him by the head and shoved him backwards-- Hawkins hit the turnbuckle and went red in the face..

Len Ragatti: "Look at the strength.. the way Brixton imposes his will out there!"

On the outside, Andrews was cheering Hawkins on.. in a total mocking manner. Andrews wanted nothing of Brixton-- the kid was smart. Nonetheless, Hawkins dusted his hands off and moved towards the center of the ring.. he tried to lock up with Brixton but Double B shoved Hawkins down to the mat-- hitting it hard again, Hawkins grew frustrated with the situation and once more went with a head full of steam towards Brixton-- this time though, Bulldozer wouldn't knock him off to the side. Like an uncle would do with a younger nephew, as Hawkins closed it on Brixton, Brixton plucked him OFF of the mat and held him high in the air above his head--

Tracy Race: "Len.. that's a LONG--"

While facing Andrews, Brixton pressed Hawkins above his head a few times and at the peak of his arm extension, he let Hawkins fall.

Tracy Race: ".. down.. OUCH!"

Once Hawkins hit the mat, the arena broke off in a CRAZY uproar, all as Brixton threw his right arm HIGH into the air..

Len Ragatti: "That's at least.. ten freakin' feet Hawkins fell from!"

Tracy Race: "I told you.. I told you that Brixton is in a class of his own. A man this powerful doesn't just coast.. he DOMINATES."

Holding his gut as he rolled towards the corner, Hawkins slapped Andrews' thigh JUST as Andrews tried to jump backwards and off of the ring apron.. Brixton flashed Andrews a smile and waved him to get into the ring, all as THE TITAN carried a smirk-- one that just oozed confidence as he knew that he didn't need to do too much to get into the head of his opponents.. his sheer size did the trick. The Official Polaski shouted in Andrews' direction, warning him to get in the ring or risk disqualification and eventually.. he obliged. It was painfully obvious that he wanted nothing to do with Brixton in terms of physicality.. but he'd do it, because he was after all.. The Showstealer. Getting into the ring with a hop, Andrews sighed and nodded before looking for an angle to attack Brixton from.. which wasn't necessarily the easiest task.

Len Ragatti: "Well.. Mister Showstealer has his opportunity to do just that-- if he can somehow STEAL one here from Bulldozer Brixton, it'd lend a heck of a lot of credibility to that alias!"

Tracy Race: "Good luck with that."

Len Ragatti: "No faith in Alex Andrews?"

Tracy Race: "Oh I have faith in the kid, but I know he's going to fail."

Len Ragatti: ".. aren't you an optimistic one!?"

Tracy Race: "With twenty years in the books in terms of my career Len, there's no room for optimism. I think the kid has a good chance to show what he's got but ultimately? Brixton is going to smash his skull beneath his giant boot. Does it suck? Hell yeah it sucks, I wouldn't want to find myself standing across of that big bastard on debut night-- that's why I called it a career and retired. Andrews and Hawkins have had their work cut out for them since this match was announced.. Like I said-- good luck."

Andrews faked a shoot, Brixton got as low as he could [which wasn't very low] which allowed Andrews to run, duck beneath Brixton's natural reflex to throw a clothesline. Popping up behind of Brixton, Andrews fired off a STIFF right kick to the inside of Brixton's leg which wobbled the big man.. but he didn't fall. Andrews quickly hit the turnbuckle and scaled it..

Len Ragatti: "Andrews showing some speed here.."

Pushing himself up on the turnbuckle, Andrews smiled and once Brixton turned towards him-- Andrews SAILED off of the top rope.. but the result was NOT what he had seen coming..

Len Ragatti: "WOW! WH- WHAT IMPACT! I THINK HE JUST KILLED ALEX ANDREWS!"

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

The second Andrews took flight and got into Brixton's airspace, Brixton cocked his arm back and fired off a MMAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSIVVVVVVVVVE right hand that not only killed Andrews' flight, but more than likely knocked him out.. cold. Hitting the mat like a sack of potatoes, the crowd was LOVING Brixton's offense all as Brixton rubbed at his leg where he was kicked and he looked angry.. something that definitely wouldn't work in Andrews' favor. Leaning over, Brixton picked Andrews up and tossed him into the corner with an irish-whip.. as Andrews hit it and barely was able to stay standing, the four-hundred and twenty five pound flesh freight-train charged forward and with some amazing hops-- leaped into the air and CRASHED across of Andrews'..

Tracy Race: "FREEEIGGHTTTTTTT TRAINNNNNNNN.. FOUR.. TWENTY.. FIVEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"BRIXTON'S GONNA KILLLLLLL YOU! BRIXTON'S GONNA KILLLLLLLL YOU! BRIXTON'S GONNA KILLLLLLLL YOU!"

As Andrews crumbled down onto the mat, Hawkins who had taken his sweet time to recover from the quick beating he took from Brixton got into the ring and decided he'd try his luck with the big man being focused in on crushing Andrews..

Len Ragatti: "After that.. crushing running splash my colleague coined Freight Train 425.. Ryan Hawkins is looking to try his luck again!"

Hitting Brixton across his massive back with a few solid forearms, but that didn't phase him. Turning around slowly, Brixton's eyes mapped out Hawkins' future-- pain and agony. Hawkins fired off another shot, this time Brixton actually caught the punch with his right hand and turned squeezed Hawkins' fist, all as he turned his arm to the side. Hawkins yelled and kicked as he tried to get Brixton to let go-- all that followed spelled doom for him. Firing off a HUGE kick to the gut, Hawkins doubled over as Brixton let go of his fist and scooped him up with ease-- and placed him across his MASSIVE shoulder..

Tracy Race: ".. good night Mister Hawkins.."

With a slight jump, Brixton got airborne all as he fell down to his knees, causing Hawkins' back to crash across his [Brixton's] shoulders. The fans were loving it, as Hawkins hit the mat, Brixton made the cover with his right fist pressed down over Hawkins' chest-- Andrews had intelligently rolled out of the ring and fell down to the mat as Official Polanski got down..

ONE..

TWO..

THREE!

Len Ragatti: "Complete.. and utter.. domination. Wow.."

Rob Hendricks: "YOOOOOOOUR WINNNNNNERRR.. BULLLLLLDOZER.. BRIIIIIIXXXXTOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!"

Pushing himself up to a standing position, Brixton glanced down at a fallen and unconscious Ryan Hawkins and shrugged, all as he threw his right arm in the air. Official Polanski couldn't reach that high to hold his arm up to signal victory, so instead he just grabbed at Brixton's elbow.

Tracy Race: "I'm telling you Ragatti, Brixton is the real deal. He's got aggression, strength.. and he was trained by a hell of a wrestler in his own right-- Chris Legion. Legion has gone on record saying Brixton is the best big man he's worked with and Legion has been around. That speaks volumes for where this guy is at.. and where he can be in his career."

Len Ragatti: "I was skeptical, but pencil me in as a believer.. I dont think there's anyone that c--"

Before Ragatti could finish his statement, an unfamiliar beat chimed in over the PA.. and not before long, it was apparent who it was. "My England" by Lady Sovereign slammed over the PA-- the female's high pitched, nasal flow sounded as moving through the curtain first we see the unmistakable face of Johnny Bonecrusher..

Tracy Race: ".. yeah, you'd better hold on to that statement."

In the ring, Brixton didn't bother moving the angle of his body, instead he simply turned his head towards the stage and that's when his eyes met the man that he had a bit of a 'squabble' with over Twitter the past week..

Tracy Race: "Oh you wanna talk about big and bad? Bulldozer Brixton definitely falls into that category.. but let's not forget about this guy.."

Len Ragatti: ".. Adrian.. Abernanthy.. Gates!"

Straight out of England, The Gentlemen's Thug was no small man.. 6'7", 355lbs. of pure scrapper, AAG and Bulldozer exchanged words recently, Johnny Bonecrusher-- a HUGE talent over in LEGACY's sister promotion; Missouri State Wrestling was responsible for airing his client's thoughts. As Bonecrusher and AAG moved down the stage, AAG was dressed for the moment-- a wifebeater, a pair of slacks and of course trusty old Doc Martins. Hopping into the ring, light from above shined off of his head as he didn't pull any punches-- he got STRAIGHT into the face-- or well, chin of Brixton and the two was engaged in a pretty.. epic staredown.

Tracy Race: "Ohhhh.. This has the potential to get BAD.. really.. really quick."

With the two big men not budging, Johnny Bonecrusher-- channeling his inner- Freddie Blassie without a mic begun to hurl a verbal tirade at Brixton-- with a grimace, Brixton simply stuck out his left hand-- placed it against JBC's face and shoved him backwards--

Tracy Race: ".. Yep, it's gonna get bad."

Watching his friend and associate take a fall-- Adrian Abernanthy Gates let loose and quickly hit Brixton in the gut with a shoulder and drove THE TITAN backwards into the turnbuckle.

Len Ragatti: "IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF MOMENTS BEFORE THEY GOT DOWN!"

With the LEGACY fans already bursting into an uproar, officials from the back hit the ring-- including a man many recognized-- Talen Decaine. An immediate "IRX" chant broke out through the arena as Decaine, along side twelve others quickly got in between the two, all as it wasn't an easy task.

"AYE- AYE- GEE! AYE- AYE- GEE! AYE- AYE- GEE!" "LET'S GO BRIX! LET'S GO BRIX! LET'S GO BRIX!"

The fans seemed split on who they were cheering for, all as finally, some order. In the midst of the quick fight, AAG had ripped his wifebeater off and tossed it into the crowd, the ladies in attendance loved what they saw as Brixton didn't look too thrilled with what had gone down neither. Holding both hands in the air as Decaine worded something in his direction, Brixton nodded and pushed himself backwards into the turnbuckle. The look in his eyes read 'murder, death, kill' though as his moment was ruined by someone who just.. didn't care in Johnny Bonecrusher and AAG.

Tracy Race: "We're gonna need to relocate to the Coliseum to be able to hold these two monsters!"

Decaine now spoke to AAG, urging him to hold his temper and wait it out-- as the staff got in between both men and was able to move Gates to the back, it didn't last long as Johnny Bonecrusher fueled the fire and himself tried to rush Brixton!

Len Ragatti: "BONECRUSHER IS INSANE! LOOK AT HIM GO!"

Now his client; AAG had to control Bonecrusher all as Brixton kept calling for them to let him go so they could settle the problem.

Len Ragatti: "IT'S PANDEMONIUM HERE IN THE CARSON COMMUNITY CENTER! AND TO THINK.. WE'RE JUST KICKING THIS NIGHT OFF!"

With JBC under control, both he and Adrian Abernanthy Gates showed restraint as they left the ring all as a few staff guided them in that direction. Moving towards the side of the ring that faced them, Bulldozer Brixton once again threw his right arm in the air-- to a solid pop.. all as the camera faded from ringside off to the back.

"What does it mean to be a Warrior?"

BOOM! A fist cracking against steel was heard.

"It's everything I offer, it's what I do to people who get in my way!"

BANG! Another fist hits steel, causing an echo this time.

"I've had to deal with this prissy little punk for too long, I've had enough of him. Tonight.. the dawning of WASTE, and you won't even see it coming. Like I told earlier, where's Leo Banks? Where's SVD? I'll tell you where they're at.. AFRAID. SCARED. NOT WILLING TO PUT THEIR BLOOD AND GUTS ON THE LINE LIKE I AM!"

Ward's words BROKE through the sound- barrier, all as he gave the camera a stern glare.

Matt Ward: "I'm going to hurt you tonight Ian, I'm going to make an example out of you.. an example that puts WASTE at the top of the map, right next to The Jokers. We're not fighting for individuality, Ian.. We're fighting for survival. In this business, second place doesn't count which is why tonight, after I crush your face and leave you broken-- WASTE rises.. and WASTE takes over."

After taping his fists, Ward slammed it into his hand.

Matt Ward: "Othniel went off about The Purge he's going on-- well tonight? Let's all witness The Massacre of Ian Windermear."

Slamming his taped fist back into his cupped hand, Ward kept his fist clenched all as the camera fizzled out from Ward and found it's way backstage to where Ian Windermear was standing. Stroking his goatee, Windermear, with a smirk nodded his head and pointed into the camera.

Ian Windermear: "So the fat boy thinks he scares me.. That's cute. I've heard it all this week, I've heard the big.. scary rumors.."

Throwing up 'scary fingers', Ian continued.

Ian Windermear: "Of this fictional group you've assembled with your imaginary friends called WASTE.. That's fine, bring them. I hope ALL of WASTE is in attendance for what I do to you tonight because then.. it's show them that you're nothing but a fat.. useless.. broke.. failure."

Windermear let off a chuckle as he rolled his shoulders forward.

Ian Windermear: "You may be the Last Outlaw of Hardcore Wrestling.. But I'll be sure to send you straight to extinction with the rest of the glorified stuntmen you like to categorize yourself with. No Holds Barred, Matt-- do you understand what that means? Does it register in your head the ways I can beat you, and keep beating you until you no longer are able to hit your fat fingers against a keyboard and litter Twitter with your pitiful existence?!"

With a resounding "HA" fired off, Windermear nodded.

Ian Windermear: "I was paranoid about what you were bringing, but then I came to my senses and realized that Aiden Marx is a PUNK and he won't bother showing his face knowing that I'll have the tools necessary to smash it. Let his ass sit in the stands, let him be a by-stander because he knows damn well if he crosses that line I'll break his neck just like I'm planning on doing to you, Ward! And as far as your BITCH, Kimberly Pain? She's not contracted so I'd suggest she stops mouthing off before I decide to stick my foot so far down her throat my toes soak in estrogen. You're going to learn your lesson-- all of you.. Massacre of Ian Windermear? Ha.. More like Laying WASTE to the human waste.. Matt Ward, you're DONE."

Shoving past the camera, Windermear didnt bother with a laugh- with a smile, or anything of that nature. Instead he charged forward and left the area he was situated in. The camera tumbled backwards until it found itself fixed in on the face of one of LEGACY's newest additions; Hayden Phoenix. Phoenix came to LEGACY from a loose affiliate in ICWA.. A promotion that currently was on hiatus. With Hayden sitting on a black production crate, he smirked.

Hayden Phoenix: "Even though I can't be out there tonight in front of the great fans of.. Caaaaaaaarrrrrrsoooooooon.. CEE- AYE!.. Im there in spirit.. And just know that I won't bore you with unnecessarily long-winded threats and challenges.. I'm going to be quick and to the point. While I'm not able to compete in in-ring action tonight-- the next time LEGACY is broadcasting live from this beautiful city?! Ill be there."

The fans watching on the LEGACYvision, an oversized screen that was probably the biggest financial commitment LEGACY Officials had made popped for Hayden's words.

Hayden Phoenix: "Whoever is the first? Dont get mad-- don't be hurt by the fact that you're gonna be a statistic.. rather, be glad that you're the FIRST in a long line of opposition that'll fall victim to me. A phoenix.. especially HAYDEN PHOENIX.. he scorches the land and everything he flies over-- LEGACY just so happens to be the house that the phoenix rises in.. all the rest of you? You're just bound to be burnt to ashes. Carson, you're beautiful-- I'll be seeing you guys soon."

And just like that, Hayden Phoenix kept it short and sweet as he promised and let off a wink with a cocky little smile all as AGAIN, we saw LEGACY Official- Decaine sprint through the corridor, all as he grabbed the camera man by the back of the shirt.

Decaine: "GO! GO! IT'S HAPPENING NOW! WINDERMEAR AND WARD, THEY'RE FIGHTING IN THE BACK! GO DAMMIT, GO!"

As Decaine let go and sprinted in a direction, the camera man moved back towards Hayden Phoenix who shrugged..

Hayden Phoenix: "Someone needs to change to decaf!"

Matt Ward vs. Ian Windermear (No Holds Barred Match)

Coming soon!

WASTE Promo after the match

Coming soon!

Zoe vs. Ruby Red (Promo)

"I've picked up a few different nicknames through my career.. most recently.. The Crimson Queen. Tout à fait approprié.."

The woman that took LEGACY by storm- Ruby Red, the French-Canadian beauty rolled her native language off of her tongue so well, she'd put men into a fluster. With a red body suit showcasing the curves that dazed she didn't look overly concerned with the situation at hand.. her match with Zoe. It seemed as if the rookie had got the jitters and didn't bother showing up on camera through the week to lend a hand in hyping her match but Ruby did, and she did a pretty damn good job about it too.

Ruby Red: "Zoe, they say juenes is the key to success.."

'Juenes' in French was translated into English as 'youth'.

Ruby Red: ".. but in your case, it's not. In order for me to stake my claim as Queen of LEGACY, you first need to be used as an example. Despite trying to be something you're not Zoe, understand that in this business you're one of two things-- a tryer-- or a doer, and me ma chérie.. we'll see where I stand tonight."

And just like that, she puckered her FIRETRUCK RED colored lips towards the camera and fired off a wink.. she was no doubt something else. Flickering from Ruby Red-- the camera changed shots now opening up on the black haired, pale-skinned youngster; Zoe. As mentioned by Ruby, Zoe was an 18 year old breaking into the business, her job to try and get one over on a veteran like The Crimson Queen was easier said than done, but stranger things have happened. Zoe sat in a steel chair near the corner of her locker, she had her elbows on her thighs as she looked straight ahead. For a rookie, debut night was always a task, but for someone like Zoe who was a California native, performing in front of her in-state people had a lot of pressure, maybe too much to ask a 18 year old to deal with at the moment.

Zoe: "I've never had things given to me, I've always had to take them. For instance-- this opportunity in LEGACY. I'm a young girl, I'm 18 years old and people look at me like i'm crazy because I'm willing on sacrificing my body for the sport that I've loved since I was old enough to understand it. Tonight-- the biggest test in my life comes in the form of a buxom red-headed, red-lipped.. red EVERYTHING woman who wants nothing more than to cut me down and watch me crash and burn.."

Trailing her words off- Zoe took a deep breath and stood up, all as she shook her head.

Zoe: "It won't be that easy Ruby. See, you think you've got an advantage and ya know.. you might. But that won't stop me from leaving it ALL out there! I can tell that you're far from ordinary, that you want nothing more than to rule LEGACY with an Iron Fist, but I'm not ready to let you achieve that just yet! Tonight-- win.. lose.. or draw, the world finally meets Zoe-- it finally sees that I've arrived and it'll NEVER.. be the same.. again."

Finally fixing her attention onto the camera, Zoe let off a confident nod as the camera cut off of her and into a different section of the back..

Petey Bauer/Kevin Moss (Promo)

Coming soon!

Zoe vs. Ruby Red (Women's Showcase Singles Match)

Coming soon!