Aired - October 31, 2025
LEAD COMMERCIAL
🎥 [OPENING SHOT: A vast arena surrounded by northern lights and storming snow. The NPCW and HCW logos collide in a blinding explosion of energy.]
🎙️ Announcer (powerful, echoing voice):
“Two worlds… TWO empires of chaos… COLLIDE!”
🔥 [Flashes of NPCW stars: Lilith raising her crown, Sandman standing in a blizzard, Mean Jack Mason with his North Pole Title held high.]
“On November 15th… NPCW stands tall on the grandest stage of them all…”
🎵 [Music swells: heavy drums, chanting crowd, epic electric guitar riff.]
“...when the Convergence Supercard BEGINS!”
🏆 [MATCH 1 – Gretel vs Veronica the Heat Flame]
🎙️ Announcer:
“The fairy-tale fury meets the firestorm! Gretel faces the blazing ambition of Veronica the Heat Flame — only one woman walks out unburned!”
⚔️ [MATCH 2 – Robin Hood vs Mr. X]
🎙️ Announcer:
“The outlaw of justice versus the man with no name — in a duel where mystery meets rebellion!”
💪 [MATCH 3 – The Beasts vs The Samoan Bloodline]
🎙️ Announcer:
“Raw power versus primal heritage — The Beasts clash with the Bloodline in a collision of dominance!”
👑 [MATCH 4 – Queen of the North Title Match: Lilith (c) vs Luciana Albano]
🎙️ Announcer:
“She rules the frozen throne with darkness… but one challenger rises from the south to melt her reign! The Queen of the North Title hangs in the balance — Lilith vs Luciana Albano!”
❄️ [MATCH 5 – Northern Lights Title Match: Sandman (c) vs Rich Athlete]
🎙️ Announcer:
“The man of nightmares defends against the man of luxury! The Northern Lights shine bright — but only one will leave with gold!”
💋 [MATCH 6 – Blonde Bombshells (Dorothy, Alice & Goldie Locks) vs Selena Blackfang, Talia Nocturne & Wicked Witch]
🎙️ Announcer:
“Beauty meets darkness in six-woman chaos! The Blonde Bombshells bring sparkle and fury against the sinister coven of the Witch’s brood!”
🌑 [MATCH 7 – Moonshadow vs Feral]
🎙️ Announcer:
“The moon rises… the beast awakens! When grace meets savagery — it’s Moonshadow versus Feral under the silver light!”
🔥 [MATCH 8 – Mean Jack Mason vs Zack Brown]
🎙️ Announcer:
“The meanest man in NPCW collides with the baddest from HCW — Mason vs Brown! No titles, no rules… just war!”
👹 [MATCH 9 – Krampus vs Wilbur ‘Terrorfang’ Townsend]
🎙️ Announcer:
“The monster of winter faces the terror of the swamp — Krampus versus Terrorfang — horror versus havoc!”
🎅 [MAIN EVENT – Santa Claus & The Alaskan Wildman Jax Brenner vs Yeti & Big Bad Wolf]
🎙️ Announcer (rising to a roar):
“When legends unite… when beasts are unleashed…
The holiday hero and the wildman of the north stand shoulder to shoulder…
Against the frozen fury of Yeti… and the savage Big Bad Wolf!”
🎵 [Music hits peak: guitars, drums, crowd chanting “N-P-C-W! N-P-C-W!”]
🎙️ Announcer (final crescendo):
“This is NPCW: Convergence – Night One!
Ten matches of pure chaos, pride, and power!
November 15th — live from the Polar Dome!
The North rises… and the world will never be the same!”
🎥 [Final shot: Santa, Mason, Lilith, Sandman, and Moonshadow standing in front of the NPCW logo as sparks rain down.]
🔥 ON SCREEN TEXT:
NPCW CONVERGENCE: NIGHT ONE
November 15 • LIVE ON SSN and NSFWA
Two Worlds Collide. One Legacy Survives.
SHOW OPENING
[As the commercial fades to black, Polar Power begins with its opening segment …]
(Cue dramatic visuals—icy winds swirling, northern lights glowing, and a deep, powerful voice-over.)
"From the frozen depths of the North… where strength is forged in the heart of winter… This is NPCW's POLAR POWER!"
(Quick montage of NPCW’s fiercest competitors in action—brutal slams, aerial maneuvers, and intense rivalries.)
Spotlighted Moments:
Rudolph squaring off against the four members of Monster Bash – A tense stare-down as Frankenstein’s Monster, Kong, Ogre, and Dragon King slowly advance. Rudolph clenches his fists, preparing to take on the monsters alone.
Big Bad Wolf fighting Nutcracker Captain – Slow-motion impact of Wolf slamming Nutcracker Captain, securing the Northern Lights Championship victory.
Jack Frost and Frosty facing off in a match during their long standing feud.
Blonde Bombshells vs. Wicked Witch & The Coven – Dorothy, Goldie, and Alice wield kendo sticks, expertly fighting off an attack from Wicked Witch, Wicked Willow, Morrigan, and Grizelda in a fierce battle of tactics vs. power.
Mrs. Claus vs. Sugar Plum Fairy – A clash of styles, showcasing Mrs. Claus’s raw power against Sugar Plum Fairy’s aerial agility, ending in a high-risk mid-air counter.
Robin Hood dodging a strike and countering with precision – A showcase of quick reflexes and tactical skill, proving that speed can overcome strength.
Krampus brutalizing an opponent – Heavy strikes, power slams, and ruthless control, proving that no one is safe from his merciless offense.
Santa pinning Belsnickel for the NPCW Championship.
(Heavy drumbeat intensifies—camera cuts to a sweeping view of the roaring crowd.)
"Tonight, the cold doesn’t slow them down—it fuels their fight! Champions will rise, challengers will clash, and the road to glory begins right here!"
"This… is POLAR POWER!"
Brought to you by Scrooge and Marley’s Counting House …
CROWD AND WELCOMING
[Fog rolls over the stage as orange and violet spotlights sweep the crowd. The “Halloween Horror” banner glows above a sinister graveyard-themed set. Fans are on their feet, screaming, chanting, and waving homemade signs.]
“MEAN JACK – THE KING OF THE NORTH!”
“RUDOLPH REDEMPTION TOUR STARTS TONIGHT!”
“SLAY THE SIN, VAN HELSING!”
“BOMBSHELLS RULE THE NIGHT!”
“OBSIDIAN ORDER: ALL HAIL THE VOID!”
A group of fans dressed as the NPCW roster sit ringside — a “mini Mason,” a “tiny Rudolph,” and even a child in a Van Helsing trench coat duel with a plastic stake and rubber bat as the crowd laughs.
Fireworks shoot from the stage, bathing the arena in crimson and gold. The crowd breaks into chants of “N-P-C-DUB! N-P-C-DUB!” as the broadcast goes live.
[ANNOUNCE DESK – JOHNNY & EDDIE WELCOME THE AUDIENCE]
Johnny and Eddie are in costumes in celebration of Halloween. Johnny is dressed as a vampire and Eddie as a wolfman.
Johnny “The Mic” Michaels: “Ladies and gentlemen, HAPPY HALLOWEEN from the frosty heart of Alaska! Welcome to POLAR POWER: HALLOWEEN HORROR! I’m Johnny ‘The Mic’ Michaels, joined as always by my partner in wordplay and wicked wit — The Expert of Elocution, Eddie Ellington!”
Eddie Ellington: “Johnny, you can feel it tonight! The chill in the air, the blood in the snow, the fear in every heartbeat! Halloween Horror isn’t just another show — it’s the night NPCW embraces its inner demons, and every superstar proves if they’re a trick… or a treat!”
[DISCUSSION SEGMENT – CONVERGENCE HYPE]
Johnny: “And speaking of demons, folks — the path to CONVERGENCE is heating up! Just over two weeks away — NPCW’s Night One hits on November 15th, and we already know the main event! Santa Claus and Jax Frost team up to battle the monstrous duo of The Yeti and The Big Bad Wolf!”
Eddie: “Four forces of nature, Johnny! Ice, snow, and pure chaos! Santa better bring a blizzard, because The Wolf and Yeti are hungry — and this is their hunting season!”
Johnny: “Before that collision, we’ll have the Convergence Preview Shows! November 4th right here in NPCW, and November 5th with our partners down south in HCW!”
Eddie: “And speaking of HCW, Johnny — look who’s in the front row! Luciana Albano, The Rich Athlete, and representing the Dark Dominion — Beastfang, Morningstar, Selena Blackfang, and Talia Nocturne — all here in Pleasant Pines! They’re watching our best, measuring the North, and waiting to strike!”
[MATCH CARD RUNDOWN – “THE NIGHT OF HORROR”]
Match 1 – DOUBLE HELL DEATHMATCH (BATTLE OF THE ALPHAS)
Big Bad Wolf vs Krampus
Johnny: “We start with fire and fury! Wolf versus Krampus — two monsters, one infernal ring!”
Eddie: “Forget trick-or-treating, these two are going soul-for-soul! When that bell rings, it’s going to be a murder of myth!”
Match 2 – NON-TITLE GRUDGE MATCH
Sinister Klaus (Universal Champion) vs Van Helsing
Johnny: “The hunter finally gets his shot! Van Helsing versus the sinister soul of Christmas himself — Klaus!”
Eddie: “Van Helsing’s about to learn that you don’t hunt Sinister Klaus… you survive him!”
Match 3 – HELL IN A CELL
Robin Hood vs Abaddon
Johnny: “Robin Hood steps into hell itself for revenge after Lilith’s betrayal!”
Eddie: “The man of the people’s walking into a demon’s den, Johnny. The Cell’s Abaddon’s world — and Robin’s gonna find out there’s no ‘stealing from the rich’ when the Devil’s the one collecting!”
Match 4 – NORTH STAR TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
Champions The Blonde Bombshells (Alice & Dorothy) vs The Grimm Sisters (Glint & Shade)
Johnny: “Fairy tale meets fright night! The Blonde Bombshells defend their gold against their darkest counterparts!”
Eddie: “Glint and Shade are poetry in punishment! They’ll rewrite this fairy tale with blood — and maybe a broken glass slipper or two!”
Match 5 – NPCW TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
Champions River Reapers (Huck Finn & Tom Sawyer) vs The Beasts (of the Primal Horde)
Johnny: “The Beasts get their long-awaited rematch! They’ve been clawing for redemption ever since losing the gold to Huck and Tom — and tonight, it’s time to see if the Horde’s hunger is back!”
Eddie: “You bet it is, Johnny! You saw it last week — The Beasts looked like animals again! The River Reapers outsmarted ‘em before, but now the Beasts have found their ferocity! If Huck and Tom don’t row fast, they’re going overboard!”
Match 6 – TEXAS BULL ROPE MATCH for the NORTHERN LIGHTS TITLE
Champion Sandman vs Hansel
Johnny: “Hansel’s looking to pull off another miracle — but can he drag down the master of nightmares?”
Eddie: “Sandman’s gonna make sure Hansel never wakes up! This is gonna be a bedtime story gone wrong!”
Match 7 – HELL IN A CELL for the QUEEN OF THE NORTH TITLE
Champion Moonshadow vs Lilith
Johnny: “It’s rematch time! Lilith wants her crown back, and she’s willing to step inside the Cell to get it!”
Eddie: “This isn’t a title defense, Johnny — it’s an exorcism in steel! And if Lilith wins, the whole North’s gonna feel her darkness again!”
MAIN EVENT – HELL IN A CELL for the NORTH POLE TITLE
Champion: Mean Jack Mason (with Polly Mason) vs Rudolph
Johnny: “We close the night right here in Pleasant Pines — the hometown hero, Mean Jack Mason, puts his North Pole Championship on the line against his former friend turned rival, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Powerhouse!”
Eddie: “Hero? Don’t kid yourself, Johnny. Jack Mason earned that title through grit, brutality, and genius! The man’s the best to ever lace a pair of boots in this frozen kingdom! Rudolph’s strong, sure, but tonight he’s walking into Mason’s backyard — and Mason’s not just fighting for the title… he’s fighting for legacy! This isn’t just a Cell match — it’s a statement!”
Johnny: “From fiery infernos to frozen cages — from heartbreak to hometown pride — Halloween Horror promises to be a night we’ll never forget! So strap in, NPCW Universe — because the monsters come alive… right now!”
[Thunder cracks as pyro erupts — “Monster” by Skillet hits the speakers as the camera zooms in on the ring crew lowering the fiery double cage for the opening “DOUBLE HELL DEATHMATCH.”]
COMMISSIONER’S DECREE
(A Message From Commissioner Robert Cratchit)
Scene: A makeshift office backstage at the Pleasant Pines Auditorium. Stacks of paperwork, cables, and a flickering pumpkin-shaped lamp sit on Commissioner Bob Cratchit’s cluttered desk. The mood is weary but official. Sitting with him are Special Advisor Ebeneezer Scrooge (dressed in his usual fine Victorian-inspired business wear), Ms. Sweetins — Executive General Manager of the Women’s Division, and Alton Bell, General Manager of Chill Factor (charismatic but clearly tense).
Scrooge: (beaming proudly) “Look at how magnificent the Scrooge Glacier Plex has turned out!”
He spreads out glossy photographs on the desk — shimmering images of the new state-of-the-art facility gleaming in icy blues and silvers. “The most modern sports complex north of the Arctic Circle! Built by Scrooge Resorts, financed by Scrooge Enterprises, and destined to make history!”
The group exchanges glances, cautiously impressed.
Ms. Sweetins: “It’s… certainly impressive. So we’re still on course for the debut next week during Northern Belles, yes?”
Scrooge: (grimacing) “Well, I’ve been thinking, my dear. A grand debut like this deserves a much more prominent showcase.”
Ms. Sweetins: (frowning) “Mr. Scrooge, Northern Belles is one of the top wrestling programs in the business. The Women’s Division is among the strongest anywhere—”
Scrooge: (interrupting with a dismissive wave) “Yes, yes, yes, that’s all very heartwarming. But the flagship of NPCW is Polar Power! It’s the crown jewel of the network! Therefore, the Glacier Plex shall make its grand debut during Polar Power 033!”
Ms. Sweetins: (exasperated) “But—!”
Cratchit: (raising a hand, trying to mediate) “Ms. Sweetins, I’m sorry, but this time Scrooge does have a point. Polar Power is our flagship. The debut deserves to happen there.”
Ms. Sweetins: (frustrated but still professional) “Then where does that leave Northern Belles? We were scheduled for the North Pole Arena. If that’s tied up, we’ve got nowhere booked! How are we supposed to find another venue in less than a week?”
Scrooge: (smugly) “Ah, don’t worry your pretty head, my dear. Ol’ Scrooge has already solved your little problem. The Iron Ring Academy!”
Cratchit’s and Alton’s eyes widen.
Ms. Sweetins: “A gym? You can’t be serious! That space barely holds two hundred people! Where will the production team set up? The lighting rig? The commentary desk?”
Cratchit: (sternly) “Mr. Scrooge, really? I thought we agreed to hold over in Dawson after the house show.”
Scrooge: (shrugging) “The Dawson deal fell through. They wanted too much money. So it’s the Iron Ring Academy—or the show’s cancelled.”
Ms. Sweetins: (half-shouting) “Cancelled?! Mr. Scrooge, the women of NPCW have fought too hard for their place to be shunted into a gym!”
Alton Bell: (leaning forward) “You can use my mobile production truck — the same one we’ve been using for Chill Factor. It’s compact but efficient. Should get you through the night.”
Ms. Sweetins: (still fuming) “I appreciate that, Alton. But speaking of production — I’ve heard rumors all of our existing crews are being replaced by a new outfit… WhisTech?”
Scrooge: (grinning wide) “Ah, yes! The future is now! WhisTech has signed an exclusive deal with Scrooge Resorts. They’ll handle all NPCW production going forward. Sleeker, faster, cheaper. It’s progress!”
Ms. Sweetins: “Progress? Our crew’s been with us since the beginning. They know the wrestlers, the timing, the lighting, everything! You can’t just—”
Cratchit: (gently) “Kristine…” He gives her a subtle look, silently urging her to stop.
Scrooge: “The deal is done, my dear. WhisTech will run production, the Glacier Plex will be our home, and fans everywhere will thank me for improving their experience. Speaking of which…” (he claps his hands) “The price of admission will now be doubled for all three TV shows!”
Ms. Sweetins: “What?! Mr. Scrooge—”
Scrooge: (cutting her off, booming) “NO discussion! DOUBLED! A premium venue deserves a premium price!”
Alton Bell: (leaning toward Ms. Sweetins, whispering) “Does he realize the TV shows are free admission?”
Ms. Sweetins: (shaking her head, smirking faintly) “Not a clue.”
Cratchit: (sighing) “Very well then… the current price for admission will be doubled.”
He glances at the camera, muttering under his breath, “Which still makes it zero…”
The camera fades to black as Scrooge smugly straightens his tie, blissfully unaware of the absurdity he’s just declared.
Epilogue
(The camera fades back in moments later. Ms. Sweetins gathers her papers and leaves the office, clearly frustrated but maintaining her composure. Commissioner Cratchit catches up to her in the hallway.)
Cratchit: “Kristine… wait.”
She turns, surprised — he rarely uses her real name.
Cratchit: “I’m sorry about this. Truly. I know Scrooge can be… well, Scrooge. But I wanted to offer something — a small gesture, maybe.”
(He pauses, sincere.) “You can have the main event of Polar Power 033. Showcase the Women’s Division in the new Glacier Plex. Let the world see what they can do.”
Ms. Sweetins: (smiling warmly) “Thank you, Commissioner. I promise — I’ll make sure it’s a glorious main event for the Glacier Plex’s debut.”
Cratchit: (chuckling) “You mean at Scrooge’s Glacier Plex.”
They share a laugh — a rare moment of levity in the cold halls of NPCW politics — as the screen fades to the show’s Halloween logo, crackling with static and ice.
[TEXT ON SCREEN: “TO BE CONTINUED IN SECRET SOCIETY EPISODE 018”]
Johnny: “We’re kicking off the Halloween Horror Special with something straight from a nightmare — the Double Hell Deathmatch! The ring surrounded by flaming lanterns, barbed wire ropes, and two of NPCW’s most savage monsters: Big Bad Wolf and Krampus!”
Eddie: “Oh, you can feel it, Johnny! The scent of fear, the heat of hellfire, and the stench of wet dog! Big Bad Wolf’s out of his league tonight — Krampus isn’t here to wrestle, he’s here to collect souls!”
[Minute 1–3: Early Domination]
Johnny: “And there’s the bell — Wolf charges in— but Krampus grabs him immediately! The Krampus Claw! He’s digging right into Wolf’s shoulder!”
Eddie: “Tear it right off! That’s what you get when you step into the Devil’s playground, Johnny. Krampus doesn’t waste time — he claims his prey!”
Johnny: “Krampus following up — Krampus Krush! That running powerslam nearly put the Wolf through the ring!”
Eddie: “And look at The Grinch at ringside — calm as ever, just watching his monster dismantle the mutt! That’s management brilliance!”
Johnny: “Now a Nightmare’s End DDT! Krampus plants Wolf face-first! The Wolf’s been rocked early in this match!”
Eddie: “That’s because Wolf came in barking, but Krampus came in biting!”
[Minutes 4–7: Wolf Fights Back]
Johnny: “Wolf looking for an opening — Savage Spear!— NO! Krampus neutralizes it! Incredible power from the Demon of December!”
Eddie: “That’s right! You can’t knock down Krampus; you can only make him angry!”
Johnny: “Another suplex from Krampus — Dreadful Descent! and he’s going for the pin— one!— no, Wolf kicks out!”
Eddie: “Kicked out? That’s just delaying the inevitable. He’s like a chew toy that hasn’t realized it’s been shredded.”
Johnny: “Hold on, Krampus with Evil Embrace! That cross-arm choke’s locked in tight!”
Eddie: “Tap out! Save yourself, Wolf!”
Johnny: “He’s not submitting! Wolf reverses into a roll-up! One, two— Krampus kicks out! What a counter!”
Eddie: “He just irritated Krampus even more, Johnny. Great job, Wolf — you’ve officially made him mad!”
[Minutes 8–12: Demon’s Control]
Johnny: “Krampus unleashes Holiday Havoc! Those heavy punches and kicks are relentless!”
Eddie: “Each one of those shots feels like a lump of coal to the skull, Johnny! Merry Christmas!”
Johnny: “Krampus lands another Krampus Krush! He’s punishing Wolf with that powerslam over and over again!”
Eddie: “That’s how you train dominance, Johnny. One move at a time, until your opponent’s just part of the floor!”
Johnny: “Wolf tried for the Lycan Lock, but Krampus spikes him with the Demonic Driver! My God, what impact!”
Eddie: “That’s what you call balance — one’s a fairy tale, the other’s a nightmare!”
[Minutes 13–16: Chaos Erupts]
Johnny: “The Wolf Pack’s at ringside — one of them’s sliding something into the ring! Honest Abe’s distracted!”
Eddie: “Finally, they bring some help! Maybe a silver bone?”
Johnny: “Wait— The Grinch just smashed Wolf with a cell phone! Right in the skull! Come on, ref!”
Eddie: “Perfectly legal! It’s a Double Hell Deathmatch, Johnny — there are no rules in hell!”
Johnny: “Krampus capitalizes — Holiday Havoc again, just hammering Wolf in the corner!”
Eddie: “That’s dominance! That’s discipline! That’s demonic excellence!”
[Minutes 17–20: Wolf’s Second Wind]
Johnny: “The Pack’s howling! Wolf’s feeding off the chaos — Abdominal Stretch! He’s wrenching Krampus’ core!”
Eddie: “What’s this? Stretching a demon? That’s like trying to arm wrestle a glacier!”
Johnny: “He’s got it cinched in again— Krampus fighting— can’t quite break it—!”
Eddie: “Don’t worry, The Grinch is handling it! There’s that cord— choke him out, Grinch!”
Johnny: “Oh come on! That’s disgusting! The Grinch is strangling Wolf with a camera cord while the ref’s distracted!”
Eddie: “Hey, it’s innovation, Johnny. Krampus brings terror, The Grinch brings strategy!”
[Minutes 21–24: The End Comes]
Johnny: “Wolf trying to rally — the crowd’s howling! He’s looking for Pack Leader Suplex! He nails it! He got all of it!”
Eddie: “Yeah, but look at Krampus — he’s laughing! That’s the difference between a wolf and a demon, Johnny. One gets tired. The other never stops.”
Johnny: “Krampus back to his feet — another Krampus Krush! He’s going for the cover— one! Two! Three! That’s it!”
Eddie: “Ha! I told you, Johnny! You don’t beat Krampus — you just survive until he decides you’re done!”
Johnny: “A brutal, hellish opener to start the Halloween Horror Special — Big Bad Wolf gave everything he had, but tonight, the demon was too much!”
Eddie: “The Big Bad Wolf just became the Big Bad Example. Merry Krampus, everyone!”
KRAMPUS DEFEATS BIG BAD WOLF VIA PINFALL AT THE 24-MINUTE MARK.
FINN AND SAWYER
The backstage interview area is dressed up for Halloween — flickering lanterns, faux cobwebs, and a carved pumpkin shaped like the NPCW logo glowing on a crate. Smooth Samantha stands confidently, microphone in hand, as the camera pans in. The crowd noise from the arena hums faintly in the background.
Smooth Samantha: “Ladies and gentlemen, joining me right now are the reigning NPCW Tag Team Champions — the River Reapers… Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer!”
(The River Reapers step into frame, belts gleaming under the orange-tinted lights. Huck smirks as Tom flips his tag belt over his shoulder.)
Samantha (smiling professionally): “Gentlemen, it’s been nearly three weeks since you shocked the world at Polar Power Episode 029 by defeating The Beasts to claim your first NPCW Tag Team Titles. But tonight — on this Halloween Horror Special — you face those same monsters again in your very first title defense. The Beasts seem more vicious than ever. Some might say they’ve rediscovered their ferocity. Are you at all concerned heading into this rematch?”
Huck Finn: (grinning wide, southern twang cutting through) “Concerned? Naw, ma’am, we ain’t concerned. We’re focused. There’s a difference. See, The Beasts, they’re big, they’re mean, they’re ugly — but they ain’t hunters. Tom and I? We’ve spent our lives runnin’ rivers full of gators, ghosts, and worse. We don’t scare easy. When the moon’s full and the wolves howl, that’s when Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer come alive.”
Tom Sawyer: (nodding, a mischievous spark in his eyes) “Huck’s right. The Beasts might’ve found their ferocity again — but we never lost ours. Folks forget that before we came to NPCW, we were out in the wild. We’ve fought storms, outlaws, and monsters that didn’t just growl, they ate. The Beasts can roar all they want, but when the Reapers start paddlin’ downriver… somebody’s gonna sink.”
(Huck slaps the faceplate of his tag belt for emphasis — a sharp metallic echo.)
Samantha (raising an eyebrow): “Some of your critics have pointed out that this is your first match since winning the titles on October 11th. They’ve said the River Reapers have been… missing in action. What do you say to that?”
(Tom chuckles and looks to Huck, who smirks knowingly before answering.)
Huck Finn: “Missing? No ma’am. We’ve been working. The Hunter’s Enclave don’t take days off. We’ve been out there keepin’ the rivers clear, trackin’ down some dangerous folks, settin’ traps, layin’ groundwork for somethin’ big comin’ down the line. We ain’t hidin’. We were preparin’.”
Tom Sawyer: “And don’t forget — when you’re the champs, the hunt changes. You ain’t just stalkin’ prey no more. Every tag team in NPCW’s out there watchin’ you, studyin’ you, hopin’ you slip. So we took our time, sharpened our spears, and got ready for a night just like this one.”
(He leans into the mic with a grin.)
“Because tonight, under these creepy lights, the River Reapers ain’t scared of monsters — we collect ’em.”
Samantha (smiling, leaning slightly forward): “Strong words from the champions. Final thoughts before you head to the ring?”
Huck Finn: (adjusting his hat) “Just this — The Beasts might think tonight’s their resurrection… but what’s dead stays dead when the Reapers come callin’.”
Tom Sawyer: (slaps Huck’s shoulder, grinning) “And if they don’t believe us — we’ll show ’em firsthand. Happy Halloween, boys.”
(The two share a confident nod and walk off-screen, their boots echoing down the hallway as the camera lingers on Samantha.)
Samantha (to camera): “The River Reapers are ready — or at least, they think they are. We’ll find out if they can survive the fury of The Beasts when those Tag Team Titles are on the line… next!”
(Camera fades out with a low, ominous river sound effect blending into the howl of a beast — leading into the match introduction.)
[Cut back to commentary ringside after the interview]
The camera fades from the River Reapers walking off backstage to the buzzing arena crowd. The lights flicker with Halloween-themed orange and green glows as the announce team — Johnny “The Mic” Michaels and Eddie Ellington — appear at the commentary desk, both wearing Halloween touches: Johnny’s dressed as a vampire and Eddie dressed as a wolfman.
Johnny “The Mic” Michaels: “Well folks, you just heard it from the NPCW Tag Team Champions themselves — the River Reapers are ready to paddle into dangerous waters tonight against the Beasts! Their first title defense since winning the gold, and what a stage to do it on — the Halloween Horror Special!”
Eddie Ellington (smirking): “Oh, give me a break, Johnny. You sound like one of those theme park boat tour guides. ‘Ooh, spooky river ahead!’ These boys don’t know what they’ve signed up for. The Beasts aren’t the same animals they beat back on October 11th — these two have been reborn, reawakened under the guidance of Polly Mason and Marcus the Beastmaster. They’ve got that fire back in their eyes, and when the Beasts are hungry — champions get eaten alive.”
Johnny (grinning): “Yeah, yeah, I’ll give you that — The Beasts have been looking meaner, louder, and downright unhinged lately. But let’s not forget — the River Reapers didn’t fluke their way to those belts, Eddie. They outsmarted the monsters. They scouted them, isolated them, and beat them clean in the center of the ring. These two know how to survive in hostile territory — and I think tonight, they’ll prove lightning can strike twice.”
Eddie (chuckling): “Lightning, huh? More like thunder getting drowned out by growls. Huck and Tom might talk big, but they’ve been AWOL since winning those belts. Meanwhile, the Beasts have been getting meaner every single week. Trust me, Johnny — you don’t cage The Beasts and walk away twice.”
Johnny (pointing toward the entrance ramp): “Well, Eddie, we’re about to find out who survives this trip downriver — the Reapers with their cunning, or the Beasts with their carnage. Folks, don’t blink — this one’s gonna get wild!”
(Camera cuts to the ramp as the arena lights dim and the haunting strains of the River Reapers’ theme echo through the Pleasants Pine Auditorium, setting the stage for the title defense.)
[The bell rings as the eerie glow of red and green lights floods the ring. Fenwick Grimbough circles outside like a sinister elf, clutching Klaus’s massive red coat as the hulking Universal Champion glares across at his old adversary, Van Helsing.]
Johnny “The Mic” Michaels: “And here we go, folks — this one’s been boiling for weeks! Van Helsing has been hunting Sinister Klaus ever since that chaotic night at the North Pole Arena where he attacked Rudolph, and tonight, he’s not after gold — he’s after vengeance!”
Eddie Ellington: “Vengeance? Please. The only thing Van Helsing’s gonna find tonight is a one-way ticket to the Naughty List, Johnny. Klaus isn’t just a champion — he’s a force of nature! Look at him — pure domination wrapped in red velvet and rage!”
Johnny: “Well, the crowd is hot for this one — and wait, who’s that up there in the stands?!”
[Camera pans to the crowd where Beastfang and Morningstar from the Dark Dominion are standing in the front row, mocking Van Helsing, making “stake” motions toward him.]
Johnny: “It’s Beastfang and Morningstar — from HCW’s Dark Dominion — making their presence known! What are they doing here?”
Eddie: “They’re scouting, Johnny! They’ve come north to see the man who thinks he’s the great vampire slayer. And I gotta say, from where I’m sitting, he looks a lot more like the prey than the hunter.”
Early Action (Minutes 1–4)
Johnny: “Van Helsing comes in quick — Running DDT! Klaus goes down hard! He’s following it up with that Stake to the Heart — right to the chest!”
Eddie: “Oh come on, ref, that’s not a stake, that’s an illegal punch! He’s got no respect for the Christmas spirit, Michaels! None!”
Johnny: “Klaus rolling out to regroup — Fenwick’s right there whispering something — oh wait, he’s quoting Ruke again! He’s confusing Van Helsing!”
Eddie (laughing): “I love it! Fenwick Grimbough — the most dangerous elf in wrestling! One line of gibberish and Van Helsing doesn’t know what century he’s in!”
Mid-Match Momentum (Minutes 5–14)
Johnny: “Klaus takes control now — KLAUS CRUSH BEAR HUG! He’s got Van Helsing locked in tight — crushing the air right out of him!”
Eddie: “See that? That’s strength, Johnny. That’s conditioning. Van Helsing may hunt monsters, but tonight he is the victim!”
Johnny: “Van Helsing refuses to tap! The man’s still fighting! Look at the power — powerslam reversal! He’s not done yet!”
Eddie: “Desperation move, Michaels. That’s all it is. He’s running on fumes and blind faith — that doesn’t beat Sinister Klaus!”
Johnny: “Oh, but it might! He’s lining up again — the Heart Punch! And it lands! Klaus is rocked!”
Eddie: “Yeah, but not down. You don’t rock Sinister Klaus, you just make him madder! Look — look at that smirk, he’s enjoying this!”
Interference Builds (Minutes 15–25)
Johnny: “And again, Fenwick Grimbough with the distraction — come on, ref! He’s quoting Ruke at him again!”
Eddie (grinning): “He’s enlightening him, Johnny! Big difference! The man’s expanding Van Helsing’s mind before Klaus crushes his body!”
Johnny: “Klaus now — Naughty List Leg Drop! Stocking Stuffer Strikes! Van Helsing’s reeling, but he won’t go down!”
Eddie: “Beastfang and Morningstar are loving this! Look at them taunting Van Helsing from the stands — that’s psychological warfare, Johnny. And it’s working.”
Johnny: “Klaus with a Coal Crusher Big Boot! Hooks the leg — ONE! No! Van Helsing kicks out again!”
Eddie: “He’s stubborn, I’ll give him that — but he’s also stupid! Just stay down, Helsing, before you end up a Christmas ornament!”
Final Stretch (Minutes 26–30)
Johnny: “Van Helsing fighting back! Chokeslam! Then another! He’s clawing his way back into this fight!”
Eddie: “Yeah, but Fenwick’s got his eye on him — wait, cheap shot from Grimbough! Come on, ref!”
Johnny: “This is ridiculous! Fenwick should be thrown out of ringside!”
Eddie: “He’s an assistant manager, Johnny, not a menace! You don’t eject the help!”
Johnny: “Van Helsing firing back now — powerslam connects! Running DDT! He’s got him staggered!”
Eddie: “Not enough! Klaus comes off the ropes — NORTH POLE DROP! OH what impact!”
Johnny: “And Van Helsing counters with a Stake to the Heart! Both men are down! Both men are flat out!”
Eddie: “They’re done! Stick a candy cane in it, they’re finished!”
Johnny: “Ref’s checking on both — neither man can capitalize — and wait, the timekeeper’s signaling— we’re out of time!”
Eddie: “A draw?! You gotta be kidding me! Klaus had him finished!”
Johnny: “Ladies and gentlemen, this grueling thirty-minute war ends in a time limit draw! What a fight — what a battle of willpower!”
Eddie: “Willpower? That’s what you call it? I call it a Christmas miracle Van Helsing’s still breathing. He better hope Beastfang and Morningstar stay in the stands, or he won’t make it to Convergence!”
Johnny: “Van Helsing fought like a warrior tonight, but the Universal Champion walks away still looking untouchable. Folks, we’ll be right back — but you can bet this rivalry’s far from over!”
TIME LIMIT DRAW – SINISTER KLAUS VS. VAN HELSING ENDS IN A DRAW AT THE 30-MINUTE MARK.
The bell rings, signaling the end of the match — but the tension doesn’t die down. The eerie orange-and-purple lights flicker across the ring as Van Helsing, battered yet defiant, pulls himself upright. Across from him stand the two invading monsters from HCW’s Dark Dominion — Beastfang and Morningstar — both sneering like predators who’ve just caught the scent of blood.
Johnny “The Mic” Michaels: “Van Helsing fought his heart out tonight — but Beastfang and Morningstar aren’t satisfied! Look at them — they’re still circling him like wolves in the dark!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wolves? Nah, Johnny — these two are apex predators. And that so-called ‘Monster Hunter’ just found out what happens when you step into Dominion territory. He’s lucky they didn’t drag him straight back to HCW in a coffin!”
Van Helsing, clutching his ribs, shouts something at them — “This isn’t over!” — his voice echoing through the Plex. He points his silver-tipped cane at Beastfang and Morningstar, demanding they leave NPCW rings alone. The crowd cheers him on — the North Pole faithful rallying behind their monster slayer.
Johnny: “That’s Van Helsing, folks — standing tall for the North Pole, for NPCW, for our side of the fight!”
Eddie (snickering): “Yeah, and now he’s standing alone. And that’s about to be a big mistake…”
Beastfang lunges forward with a guttural snarl! Morningstar follows with a spinning back elbow — and the two jump Van Helsing right there in the ring! The boos rain down as they stomp him into the mat, hammering away with vicious strikes.
Johnny (outraged): “Oh, come on! This is a mugging — two Dark Dominion goons on one man!”
Eddie (grinning): “You mean two professionals doing what the Dominion does best — sending a message! ‘Your monsters can’t be hunted if you’re the prey!’”
Van Helsing tries to fight back — catches Beastfang with a stiff shot to the jaw — but Morningstar rakes the eyes and drives a knee into his gut. Van Helsing drops, and the crowd explodes with boos and chants of “HUNTER! HUNTER!” echoing through the arena.
Johnny: “Someone’s gotta stop this! Somebody get out here—”
Before he can finish — the crowd erupts! The theme of the Hunter’s Enclave hits, and out sprint Hansel and the River Reapers — Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer! They charge down the ramp like a cavalry charge through the fog.
Johnny: “There they are! Reinforcements for the Enclave! Hansel and the Reapers are here!”
Eddie (mocking): “Reinforcements? More like fresh sacrifices!”
Hansel slides into the ring and goes straight for Morningstar, blasting him with a clothesline. Huck tackles Beastfang, and Tom Sawyer joins in — it’s an all-out brawl! The crowd is electric — cheers and screams mixing with the Halloween lights flashing red and black.
Morningstar tries to retreat but Hansel cuts him off — until Morningstar ducks a swing and dives low, chop blocking Hansel’s knee from behind!
Johnny: “Oh no! Morningstar just clipped Hansel’s knee — he took him down! That’s disgusting!”
Eddie (laughing): “Classic Dominion — precision, Johnny! You don’t fight the devil and walk away without a limp!”
Hansel writhes in pain as Huck and Tom tackle Beastfang into the corner, trading furious shots. Van Helsing crawls to his feet, eyes blazing, and charges at Morningstar — driving him into the turnbuckle! The ring is chaos — fists flying, bodies colliding — until NPCW security floods the ring to break it up.
Johnny: “Security’s in there now — they’re trying to separate the Enclave and the Dominion, but this thing’s exploded into absolute bedlam! The Glacier Plex has become a battlefield!”
Beastfang roars at security, shoving two guards aside before more officials swarm him. Morningstar smirks as he’s dragged backward up the ramp, pointing at Van Helsing and mouthing: “This isn’t over.” Meanwhile, Hansel’s being helped out by Huck and Tom, limping heavily.
Johnny (somberly): “Hansel’s knee may be seriously hurt, and you can bet Van Helsing won’t forget what happened here tonight. The Dark Dominion just crossed the wrong man — and the wrong faction.”
Eddie (grinning): “Or maybe the Enclave just learned what happens when you play with fire. The Dominion came all the way from HCW for blood — and they got it.”
Van Helsing stands in the ring, clutching his cane like a weapon, glaring up the ramp as Beastfang and Morningstar retreat — laughing, mocking, but clearly shaken by the fight. The crowd chants “ENCLAVE! ENCLAVE!” as the camera pans on Van Helsing’s determined stare.
Johnny (firmly): “The war between the Hunter’s Enclave and the Dark Dominion just got personal — and you can bet Van Helsing will be hunting again before this is through!”
Fade to black under the blood-red Halloween lighting and the roar of the crowd.
[Scene opens to eerie red-and-green light, fog rolling around the cell as the crowd roars.]
Johnny: “This is what Halloween Horror’s all about! Two men trapped in steel — no escape, no interference, just pain and punishment! Robin Hood’s got revenge on his mind after what Abaddon and Lilith did to him!”
Eddie: “Revenge? You mean after he stuck his nose in Demonic Legion business? Abaddon’s about to remind this Merry Fool why you don’t cross the Dark Lord’s chosen.”
First Minute
The bell rings and both charge! Abaddon drives Robin into the corner — big forearm smash! But Robin fires back, spinning out and dropping Abaddon with a Package Piledriver!
Johnny: “Right on the crown of the head! Robin Hood’s wasting no time!”
Eddie: “He’ll need that head start, Johnny — Abaddon’s the type to enjoy getting hurt!”
Second Minute
Abaddon’s up — snarling, eyes wild. He rakes Robin’s face and then — smash! — lifts him and slams him through the top of the cage panel they’re fighting near!
Johnny: “Oh my— he broke the ceiling of the cell!”
Eddie: “Beautiful! Abaddon’s using the cage like an artist uses paint!”
But Robin rebounds, hits a superkick, sending Abaddon reeling into the steel mesh!
Third Minute
Abaddon swings a Fiendish Strike — a throat punch that echoes — but Robin counters with a DDT onto the broken cell top!
Johnny: “Robin’s not just surviving — he’s thriving up there on that cage!”
Eddie: “He’s one bad step from a broken neck. I’m hoping for it!”
Fourth Minute
Lilith appears outside the cell, mist swirling around her hands. “Honest” Abe tries to warn her off, but too late — she spits dark mist up through the cell gap, hitting Robin in the eyes!
Eddie: “There it is! A little divine intervention from the dark lady herself!”
Johnny: “That’s blatant cheating! The ref can’t even stop it — there’s no disqualification in the Cell!”
Robin still manages a desperate German Suplex, sending Abaddon back-first into the mesh!
Fifth Minute
Now Robin’s blind rage takes over — blood dripping from his forehead. He grabs Abaddon and rams his head into the cage repeatedly!
Johnny: “Listen to that steel ring out! Robin’s using that cell as a weapon!”
Eddie: “It’s barbaric! It’s savage! It’s… actually kind of impressive.”
Sixth Minute
Both men climb again — high above the ring! They trade blows until Abaddon connects with a clothesline on the top of the cage, nearly sending Robin off the edge — but Robin recovers and slams Abaddon THROUGH the top panel! The crowd erupts as Abaddon crashes down into the ring!
Johnny: “Good Lord! Abaddon’s gone straight to the underworld!”
Eddie: “No! Somebody get him a doctor—or a priest!”
Robin climbs down after him, battered but grinning.
Seventh Minute
Lilith strikes again — mist to the face! Robin staggers blindly — but somehow, he leaps off the top rope and hits a Hi-Cross Body into the cage wall and Abaddon!
Johnny: “He turned himself into a human missile!”
Eddie: “He turned himself into a moron! He just crushed his own ribs!”
Abaddon covers for a pin — 1… but Robin powers out!
Eighth Minute
Abaddon fights back with a Netherstrike (kneelift), then roars, signaling the end — but Robin counters and again slams him through the cage! The steel rattles as Robin hooks the leg — 1… 2… Abaddon kicks out!*
Johnny: “You can’t kill what’s already dead, Eddie, but you sure can pin him!”
Eddie: “He’s not dead, Johnny — he’s eternal!”
Ninth & Tenth Minute
Robin hits a German Suplex and a Superkick in succession, each echoing louder than the last. Abaddon’s staggering, bleeding, the cell stained with both men’s sweat and blood.
Johnny: “Robin’s taking control! He’s exorcising his demons — literally!”
Eddie: “He’s just delaying the inevitable. The Legion always rises!”
Eleventh Minute
Lilith slides something through the cell bars — a black spiked object — but “Honest” Abe catches her in the act! While Abaddon’s distracted, Robin charges — rams Abaddon’s head into the cage with a roar that shakes the arena!
Johnny: “Payback! Right into the steel! Robin’s got him—he’s got him!”
Robin hooks the leg — 1… 2… 3!
Eddie: “No, no, no! This can’t be happening—he beat Abaddon?!”
Johnny: “He did it! Robin Hood just slayed one of the Demonic Legion’s deadliest!”
ROBIN HOOD DEFEATS ABADDON VIA PINFALL AT THE 11-MINUTE MARK
Robin, breathing heavily, collapses to his knees as the cell door opens. He glares at Lilith — who backs away slowly, dark mist curling around her lips — while the crowd chants, “RO-BIN! RO-BIN!” echoing through the foggy arena.
Johnny: “Redemption for Robin Hood — revenge for betrayal — and a message sent to the entire Demonic Legion!”
Eddie: “Yeah, and next time, Johnny, I hope the Legion collects interest!”
Camera pans up to the shattered cell roof as the Halloween lights flicker and fade to black.
BLONDE BOMBSHELLS
[Scene opens backstage in front of a neon-orange NPCW “Halloween Horror” backdrop. Fog machines hiss at their feet, casting a smoky haze over the scene. Smooth Samantha stands poised with her signature microphone, dressed in a sleek black dress with a subtle jack-o’-lantern pin. The camera pans to her guests — the North Star Tag Team Champions, Dorothy of Oz and Alice of Wonderland — flanking their leader, Goldie Locks. All three are dressed in black hoodies, kendo sticks resting on their shoulders, gold glitter catching the light off the “BOMBSHELLS” lettering stitched across their sleeves.]
Smooth Samantha: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guests at this time — the NPCW North Star Tag Team Champions, The Blonde Bombshells! Dorothy, Alice, Goldie… tonight’s Halloween Horror special rolls on, and right after this interview, Dorothy and Alice, you two defend your titles against the newcomers, the Grimm Sisters. How are you feeling heading into this one?”
Dorothy (grinning confidently): “Oh, Samantha, we’re feelin’ just fine. See, those Grimm Sisters might think they’ve walked out of some spooky storybook, but they’re steppin’ into our fairy tale tonight — and in this story?”
Alice (cutting in, twirling her kendo stick): “The villains lose, and the blondes keep their crowns. They might bring the darkness, but we bring the boom — and that’s the end of their bedtime story.”
Smooth Samantha: “Strong words from the champs! Now, after tonight’s title defense, you three will be heading into Convergence, where you’re set for a six-woman tag match against HCW’s Dark Dominion — Selena Blackfang, Talia Nocturne — and the NPCW’s Witch’s Coven’s own Wicked Witch. That’s quite a lineup.”
[Goldie Locks steps forward, pushing back her hood — her blonde curls shimmer under the flickering orange lights. Her voice is calm but edged with steel.]
Goldie Locks: “Oh, we know exactly who they are, Samantha. I remember HCW. I remember walking out of that place — walking away from the chaos, the lies, the fake sisterhood. And I remember Selena Blackfang and Talia Nocturne jumping me from behind on my way out.”
(She grips her kendo stick tighter, her jaw clenching.)
Goldie Locks: “They left me bruised and broken. But I didn’t stay down — I got stronger. I built this.” (gestures to Dorothy and Alice) “The Bombshells aren’t just pretty faces — we’re a sisterhood forged in gold and grit. And at Convergence, payback’s not just coming…”
(She smirks.) “It’s coming with interest.”
Dorothy (snapping her fingers): “Selena, Talia, Witchy-poo — you’re not walking into a spell, you’re walking into an explosion.”
Alice (spinning her kendo stick and grinning): “Because when the Bombshells show up…”
Dorothy and Alice (in unison, pointing to camera): “We blow you up—”
All Three Together (Goldie leading, crowd joining in chant): “—and go KA-BOOM!”
[The crowd pops huge as the Bombshells pose together, kendo sticks crossed, a burst of orange pyro flaring behind them. Goldie gives one final look into the camera, her voice low and fierce.]
Goldie Locks: “Tonight, the Grimm Sisters fall. At Convergence, the Dominion and Coven burns.”
[Cut back to Smooth Samantha, smiling as she gestures toward the ring entrance.]
Smooth Samantha: “The champions are locked in and ready for action — the Blonde Bombshells defend the North Star Tag Titles, next!”
[Camera pans out as the Bombshells strut toward the curtain, the chant “KA-BOOM!” echoing from the live crowd as the screen fades to ringside.]
Johnny: “We’re back at the Halloween Horror Special and this one’s gonna be a thriller, folks — the North Star Tag Team Championships on the line! The Blonde Bombshells are set to defend against the newer duo from the Iron Ring Academy, the Grimm Sisters — Glint and Shade!”
Eddie: “Oh, it’s about time we got some real tag team wrestlers in this division, Johnny! These Grimm Sisters — they don’t need fairy dust and friendship bracelets. They’ve got cold hearts and mean streaks! I love it!”
Johnny: “Well, you might love them, Eddie, but the Bombshells have been one of the most dominant tag teams in NPCW. Dorothy and Alice — quick tags, fluid teamwork, and championship experience. Let’s see if the newcomers can match that.”
[Bell rings – DING DING DING!]
1st–5th Minute: The Opening Storm
Johnny: “Alice starts things off against Glint Grimm — both women locking up in the center of the ring. Alice with the arm drag — no! Glint reverses! Big sit-out powerbomb! Good grief what a counter!”
Eddie: “That’s called impact, Johnny! Glint Grimm just flattened her like a pancake at a state fair!”
Johnny: “Alice recovers quickly — goes up top — WONDERLAND WHIRL HURRICANRANA! Beautiful execution! The crowd loves it!”
Eddie: “These people would cheer if she tied her shoes correctly. Glint’s not impressed — and neither am I!”
Johnny: “Alice tags in Dorothy — and now the champs are working in sync! Double-team bulldog, tilt-a-whirl small package — Glint’s getting rocked here!”
Eddie: “Come on, Honest Abe, that’s illegal double-teaming! These two blondes have no honor — it’s 2-on-1 assault!”
Johnny: “Tag team wrestling, Eddie. It’s called tag team wrestling!”
[Dorothy hits the Kansas Cyclone DDT — Glint stumbles but fires back with a Specter Snap suplex! Both women are down early!]
6th–12th Minute: The Grimm Fight Back
Johnny: “Glint makes the tag — here comes Shade Grimm! The younger sister, faster and more ruthless — and look at her go to work!”
Eddie: “That’s precision! Step-up enzuigiri! Pump kick! The Grimm Sisters don’t play nice, Johnny — they play mean!”
Johnny: “Alice catches her though — Rabbit Hole DDT! And the Bombshells are back in business! Cover! One, two— no! Shade gets the shoulder up!”
Eddie: “Not enough, cupcake! You need more than a cute move name to beat the Grimm Sisters.”
Johnny: “Dorothy tags back in — Splash! But Shade’s hurt, Eddie! She can’t even defend herself!”
Eddie: “If she’s hurt, she’s hurt with pride! Don’t count the Grimms out yet — they’ve got tricks darker than this arena lighting!”
13th–19th Minute: Chaos Erupts
Johnny: “Dorothy and Alice now double-teaming again — Hurricanrana into a Kansas Cyclone! That’s the kind of chemistry that made them champions!”
Eddie: “Chemistry? It’s cheating, Johnny! It’s straight-up cheating!”
Johnny: “Shade Grimm desperately makes the tag to Glint — and Glint explodes into the ring! Running clothesline, neckbreaker — she’s clearing house!”
Eddie: “Now that’s what I call a Grimm awakening! Somebody send the Bombshells back to Oz and Wonderland!”
Johnny: “Wait a second — Dorothy tosses Glint out of the ring! Honest Abe’s count is up to five — Glint barely makes it back inside!”
20th–30th Minute: The Marathon Midpoint
Johnny: “We’re twenty minutes in and both teams have shown incredible stamina! The Grimm Sisters are hanging tough, but the Bombshells just keep tagging in and out like a well-oiled machine.”
Eddie: “Yeah, like a machine that runs on hair spray and ego! Shade Grimm’s got more guts than these two combined!”
Johnny: “Alice with a Code Red! Two count — and Shade kicks out again!”
Eddie: “She’s Grimm, Johnny — you don’t kill a Grimm that easy!”
Johnny: “Look at the crowd — they’re on their feet as Alice and Dorothy hit the Wonderland’s End moonsault! But Shade answers with a spear outta nowhere!”
Eddie: “That’s called turning the page — Grimm style!”
31st–38th Minute: Championship Heart
Johnny: “Thirty minutes gone and still no winner! Alice and Dorothy hitting every move in their arsenal!”
Eddie: “And Glint Grimm’s eating every one of ‘em and still asking for seconds!”
Johnny: “Code Red by Alice — pin attempt! One, two — broken up by Shade again!”
Eddie: “That’s sisterly love, Johnny! They’ve got something the Bombshells never had — loyalty born in darkness!”
Johnny: “Alice lands another Rabbit Hole DDT — goes for the cover! One, two— and Shade saves it AGAIN! How many times can she do that?!”
Eddie: “As many as it takes! These sisters don’t stop!”
39th–45th Minute: Final Stand
Johnny: “Everyone’s in the ring now! All four women brawling — Dorothy with a bodyslam! Alice with a moonsault! Shade and Glint both firing back with suplexes!”
Eddie: “It’s chaos, Johnny! Just like Halloween should be!”
Johnny: “Glint with the Final Descent! Dorothy with a Spinebuster! These women are running on fumes!”
Eddie: “And I love it! Glint with the Mournful Elbow — connects! Dorothy’s staggered — but here she comes — Kansas Cyclone! Cover! One, two— Shade makes the save AGAIN!”
Johnny: “The time limit’s almost up— both teams throwing everything at each other!”
Eddie: “These Grimm girls deserve the belts!”
Johnny: “Not tonight, Eddie — the bell has rung! It’s over! After forty-five minutes of absolute war, this match ends in a draw!”
Eddie: “A draw?! That’s robbery! Those Grimm Sisters had it won! Honest Abe couldn’t count to three if his life depended on it!”
Johnny: “You can complain all you want, Eddie, but both teams just delivered an instant classic here at Halloween Horror! The Bombshells retain, but the Grimm Sisters have arrived!”
THE BLONDE BOMBSHELLS (C) VS. THE GRIMM SISTERS ENDS IN A TIME LIMIT DRAW AT THE 45-MINUTE MARK.
(The bell rings and “Honest” Abe calls for the timekeeper — 45 minutes have passed, and neither team could secure the win. The arena roars in appreciation as both teams lie battered on the mat.)
Johnny: “What. A. Battle! The Grimm Sisters just went the distance with the champions! No winner tonight — but no losers either!”
Eddie: “No losers? You kidding me, Johnny? The Grimm Sisters proved they belong here! The Bombshells are lucky that clock saved ‘em!”
(The Grimm Sisters roll out of the ring, breathing heavily but with a glint of pride in their eyes. Glint helps her sister Shade up as the crowd gives them a standing ovation. They glance back at the ring, nodding toward the champions — a silent promise that this story isn’t over. The camera catches Dorothy mouthing “Anytime, anywhere.”)
(Inside the ring, Dorothy and Alice raise their North Star Tag Team Titles high under the crimson and orange Halloween lighting. The audience chants “THANK YOU BOTH!” and “THIS IS NPCW!” The champions share a look of respect and applaud the Grimm Sisters as they head to the back.)
Johnny: “A show of class and sportsmanship from our champions — that’s what being a North Star titleholder is all about.”
Eddie: “Bah! You’ll see how long that sunshine lasts once the real darkness comes knocking.”
(As if on cue, the lights shift again — a darker, colder hue washing over the arena. The crowd’s cheers quiet to a murmur. From the front row, two figures leap the barricade and slide into the ring — Selena Blackfang and Talia Nocturne, the sinister sirens of HCW’s Dark Dominion.)
Johnny: “Oh no… I know those faces! That’s Selena Blackfang and Talia Nocturne — the Dominion’s Vixens! What are they doing here?!”
Eddie: “Looks like HCW decided to crash the party! Halloween Horror just got a lot scarier, Johnny!”
(Selena and Talia rise slowly, their eyes locked on the champions. Dorothy and Alice lower their belts, confused at first, then step back-to-back in a defensive stance. The tension crackles as the Vixens slink closer — each step deliberate, predatory, serpentine.)
(Then—)
🎵 “KA-BOOM!” 🎵 Goldie Locks’ theme hits and the crowd explodes in cheers!
Johnny: “Wait a second! That’s Goldie Locks! Leader of the Blonde Bombshells! She’s coming to help!”
Eddie: “Oh great — as if two weren’t enough, now the whole blonde army’s here with weapons!”
(Goldie sprints down the ramp like a woman possessed, kendo sticks in both hands. She slides under the bottom rope, pops up, and without missing a beat tosses one to Alice and another to Dorothy.)
(The three women — Goldie, Alice, and Dorothy — now stand shoulder-to-shoulder, each holding a kendo stick ready to strike. Across from them, Selena and Talia smirk, unafraid, their eyes glinting red beneath the flickering lights.)
(Selena steps nose-to-nose with Goldie. The crowd hums with electricity. You could hear a pin drop.)
Selena Blackfang (coldly): “You should’ve stayed retired, Goldie…”
Goldie Locks (grinning wide): “And you should’ve stayed in the shadows, sweetheart.”
(Before either can swing, the arena suddenly plunges into complete darkness.)
Johnny: “What the— the lights! The lights are out! I can’t see a thing!”
Eddie: “You feel that, Johnny? That chill in the air? That ain’t just a power outage…”
(A thick green mist begins to swirl across the stage, slithering down the ramp like liquid fog. From the sound system, a chorus of distorted laughter echoes — cackling, shrieking, the unmistakable sound of witches at play.)
Johnny: “Oh no… no, not them…”
Eddie: “Oh YES, Johnny. They’re here…”
(The lights flash back on in bursts — strobe-like flashes of eerie emerald. And when the arena steadies, standing in the ring beside Selena and Talia… is THE ALPHA WITCH — WICKED WITCH herself, her black and green robes rippling like smoke, her grin pure malevolence.)
(Outside the ring, three more silhouettes complete the circle — Morrigan, Wicked Willow, and La Bruja Muerte, surrounding the ring like vultures, each carrying their own sinister implements — staffs, wands, and spiked broom handles.)
Johnny: “It’s the Coven! The Alpha Witch and her dark sisters are here! The Coven has invaded the Halloween Horror Special!”
Eddie: “Now THIS is what I call a main event atmosphere! Look at the power in that ring! The Vixens, the Coven — and the Bombshells standing their ground like they’re ready for war!”
(The two groups square off — the Bombshells trio inside the ring, the Dominion Dolls and the Alpha Witch smirking at them, and the Coven circling like a pack of predators. The tension is unbearable — a witch’s curse away from total chaos.)
(Suddenly, a flood of NPCW security races to the ring — guards, referees, and road agents storm in to separate the factions. The audience boos, desperate for violence, as both sides try to break free.)
(Goldie is being held back by three security guards, her kendo stick still in hand as she points straight at Selena Blackfang.)
Goldie Locks (shouting over the chaos): “AT CONVERGENCE… WE’RE GONNA BLOW YOU UP, KA—BOOM!!!”
(The crowd erupts as her voice echoes through the arena. The camera pans across the chaos — Goldie and the Bombshells on one side, Dominion Dolls and the Alpha Witch on the other, security struggling to keep the lines apart. Wicked Witch laughs — a low, echoing cackle that rings through the loudspeakers as green mist fills the air once more.)
Johnny: “Halloween Horror just turned into an all-out supernatural showdown! The Coven, the Dominion, the Bombshells — and Convergence is going to be EXPLOSIVE!”
Eddie: “Forget candy and costumes — this is WAR, Johnny! And at Convergence… somebody’s getting burned at the stake!”
(The final shot shows the Bombshells raising their kendo sticks defiantly as the screen fades to black — green mist curling over the NPCW logo…)
🎃 “POLAR POWER HALLOWEEN HORROR – TO BE CONTINUED AT CONVERGENCE!” 🎃
Johnny: “Here we go, folks! The long-awaited tag title rematch — the River Reapers defending against the Beasts of the Primal Horde! These two teams tore the house down when the titles changed hands, and tonight, they’re locked in again on the scariest night of the year!”
Eddie: “Yeah, and I’ll tell you what, Johnny — last time, the Beasts were caught off guard. Polly Mason says they’ve got their ferocity back, and you can see it in their eyes. Huck and Tom better row fast, because the river’s about to run red!”
[1st Minute]
The bell rings and all four men explode out of their corners. The Beasts immediately go to their power game, double-teaming Huck Finn in their corner. Beast 1 crushes him with a Headbutt, Beast 2 follows with a grinding Side Headlock, but Huck fires back with a Fisherman Buster that shakes the ring!
Johnny: “Huck Finn not backing down from the monsters — he’s been fighting river demons since childhood!”
Eddie: “Yeah, but these two ain’t fairy tales, Johnny. They’re nightmares with muscles!”
[2nd–4th Minute]
The pace quickens — both sides tagging in and out. Tom Sawyer and Huck show that seamless teamwork that won them the gold, connecting with the Sawyer Snap and Briscoe Crab double-team combo. But the Beasts absorb the pain and return fire with suplexes and clubbing blows that rattle the champions.
Johnny: “You can see why these teams are evenly matched — brains versus brutality!”
Eddie: “You call that brains? That’s Huck and Tom trying not to drown! These Beasts are dissecting ‘em!”
[5th–8th Minute]
Momentum swings back to the challengers. Beast 2 flattens Tom with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex, but Tom tags in Huck to keep the match alive. Polly Mason starts getting involved — tossing a purse loaded with something heavy right into Tom’s jaw earlier when the ref’s back was turned!
Johnny: “Come on! Polly Mason just whacked Tom Sawyer with that loaded purse! That’s despicable!”
Eddie: “Despicable? That’s called strategy, Johnny! That’s a woman supporting her team!”
[9th–13th Minute]
Polly’s antics continue — a sing-song distraction, a glitter cloud, even a slow dance routine on the apron that hypnotizes Huck long enough for Beast 1 to level him with a Moonsault! The pin nearly ends it, but Tom Sawyer dives in for the save!
Johnny: “Tom Sawyer saving the match by the skin of his teeth! But how much more can they take with Polly and Marcus running interference?”
Eddie: “This is what makes the Primal Horde dangerous — it’s not cheating, it’s coordination!”
[14th–17th Minute]
Huck’s on defense, battered from every direction. The Beasts suplex him repeatedly while Polly blows glitter in his face. But Huck’s got the heart of a hunter — he reverses a Gorilla Press into a devastating Rolling Death Valley Driver! The crowd comes alive!
Johnny: “Huck Finn just turned the tide! That’s pure grit!”
Eddie: “Yeah, but grit don’t win titles, Johnny — gravity and glitter do!”
[18th–20th Minute]
The Beasts smell blood again. Every time Huck starts to crawl toward Tom, Polly or Marcus create another distraction — Marcus yelling at the ref while Polly belts out another off-key song that breaks Huck’s concentration. Beast 2 hits another Face Slam, another Suplex, another near-fall, each closer than the last.
Johnny: “This is turning into a two-on-four situation — Huck Finn’s trapped in enemy waters!”
Eddie: “More like in the jaws of the Beast, Johnny! And this time, there’s no raft, no Tom, and no happy ending!”
[21st Minute – The Finish]
Beast 2 hoists Huck Finn high — Vertical Suplex! — and slams him down with monstrous impact. The ring shakes. Huck’s motionless.
Johnny: “That might’ve broken him in half! The ref’s counting!”
Eddie: “One! Two! Three! It’s over! The Beasts are BACK!”
THE BEASTS DEFEAT THE RIVER REAPERS VIA PINFALL AT THE 21-MINUTE MARK
→ NEW NPCW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: THE BEASTS (with Polly Mason & Marcus the Beastmaster)
[Post-Match Scene]
Johnny: “What a heartbreak for the River Reapers! They fought valiantly, but the numbers game and the chaos of the Horde were too much tonight.”
Eddie: “Too much? That’s dominance, Johnny! The Beasts have reclaimed their throne, Polly Mason’s back on top, and Marcus the Beastmaster is smiling like it’s Christmas morning!”
(In the ring, Marcus lifts the titles high over the Beasts’ shoulders while Polly Mason twirls, glitter falling like snow in the crimson Halloween light. The camera zooms in on the fallen Reapers — battered, but glaring from the mat — as the Beasts roar to the heavens.)
Johnny: “The Beasts stand tall again… but something tells me this river war isn’t over yet!”
Eddie: “Oh, it’s over, Johnny. The Beasts just proved they’re the apex predators of NPCW — and everyone else? Just prey.”
(Cut to commercial as the Beasts pose with the titles amid green pyros and the crowd’s divided reaction — half boos, half awe.)
SANTA’S HALLOWEEN MESSAGE
[Scene Opens]
The camera cuts from a chilling Halloween promo package back to the arena, where Smooth Samantha, in her Harley Quinn costume and her trademark mischievous smirk—stands at ringside near the barricade. The fans are buzzing behind her, a mix of boos and excitement as her next guest sits smugly in the front row: The Rich Athlete.
He’s the picture of smug perfection—long blonde shoulder length hair flowing, tailored Italian suit glinting under the lights, gold cufflinks flashing as he swirls champagne in a crystal flute. His loafers probably cost more than most people’s rent. The crowd rains boos on him, but he waves them off with a smirk like a man greeting the peasants outside his castle.
Smooth Samantha: (laughing playfully) “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with HCW’s own Rich Athlete—who’s been gracious enough to bless NPCW’s Halloween Horror Special with his… very expensive presence. So tell me, Rich—how are you enjoying the show so far?”
Rich Athlete: (stifling a fake yawn, then dramatically stretching) “Oh—sorry, sweetheart, I must’ve dozed off for a minute there. Guess this is what happens when you spend your night watching budget entertainment.”
(leans into the mic, flashing his perfect smile)
“I mean, honestly, NPCW? This isn’t a show—it’s a charity drive with wrestling moves. You’ve got elves and reindeer, witches and wannabes—meanwhile, I’m sitting here surrounded by… bargain-bin believers.”
The crowd erupts in boos.
Eddie Ellington: (laughing) “You know what, Johnny? He’s not wrong—guy’s got more style in his pinky ring than half this locker room combined!”
Johnny Michaels: “Eddie, he’s sitting in the front row of our show! If he’s gonna run his mouth about NPCW, he better be ready to back it up.”
Smooth Samantha: (trying to rein it in) “Alright, Rich, strong words—but let’s talk business. At Convergence, you’ll be stepping into an NPCW ring to face the Northern Lights Champion, Sandman. Any thoughts on your opponent?”
Rich Athlete: (chuckling, shaking his head) “Sandman? Please. The man’s entire gimmick is putting people to sleep—and judging by these fans, it’s working! He’s a walking bedtime story, a guy who wears pajamas to the ring and thinks he’s a nightmare.”
(pauses for effect, then smirks)
“Meanwhile, I’m the dream. The money. The moment. You can’t stop class, you can’t stop cash!”
The audience boos louder; some throw fake dollar bills at him.
Rich Athlete: (continuing, pacing now, voice growing louder) “Let me make something clear—HCW doesn’t send just anyone to NPCW. They send me. The Rich Athlete. The embodiment of success, of power, of—”
[SFX: "HO HO HO!" — Santa’s music hits.]
The crowd erupts into cheers as Santa Claus’s booming entrance theme fills the arena.
Johnny Michaels: “Oh my goodness! The North Pole’s own heavyweight—Santa Claus—is in the house!”
Eddie Ellington: “Oh come on! He’s interrupting Rich Athlete’s interview? That’s just rude, Johnny!”
[In the Arena]
Santa makes his way down the ramp, red coat trimmed in white fur, mic in hand, waving to the crowd with that jolly confidence. But before he reaches the ring, Rich Athlete leaps the barricade, his face twisting with outrage.
Rich Athlete: (stepping in front of Santa) “Whoa, whoa, WHOA! You’ve got some nerve, old man! Who do you think you are—interrupting my time, my spotlight, my interview?!”
Santa Claus: (grinning broadly) “Son, I think you forgot what show you’re on. This is my house—the NPCW—and tonight, you’re on my naughty list.”
The fans explode with cheers and chants of “Santa! Santa! Santa!”
Rich Athlete: (fuming) “You think this is a joke, Claus? You think you can just walk over money, power, and class?”
Santa Claus: “Buddy, I’ve walked over tougher lumps of coal than you on Christmas Eve!”
[Spontaneous Brawl Begins]
Santa steps into the ring as Rich follows, loosening his tie and tossing off his jacket like he’s ready to throw down.
Johnny Michaels: “Wait a minute—this isn’t on the schedule! Is Santa about to fight The Rich Athlete right now?!”
Eddie Ellington: “Bad move, Santa—never fight a man in a thousand-dollar suit, he’s already dangerous!”
Rich steps up—extends his hand mockingly—and as Santa reaches out, Rich blindsides him with a right hook, his fist glinting with brass knuckles!
Johnny Michaels: “OH COME ON! BRASS KNUCKLES! Rich just decked Santa Claus!”
Santa collapses to the mat, holding his jaw. The fans are in shock.
[Security Rushes In – Chaos Ensues]
As Rich taunts the crowd, holding up the knuckles with a sneer, Van Helsing, Rudolph, and Hansel (with his knee taped from earlier) sprint down the ramp. They storm the ring as Rich bails, laughing as security grabs him.
Eddie Ellington: “Ha! The Rich Athlete just cashed in with a knockout bonus! Look at that form!”
Johnny Michaels: “You call that class, Eddie?! That’s cowardice—he sucker-punched Santa with a weapon!”
Rich is dragged up the ramp, shouting about “NPCW peasants” and “broken toys.” But as he reaches the top—Sandman appears, ready for his scheduled match, glaring daggers through the blood-red lights.
The two lock eyes. The tension spikes—
Then CRACK!
Rich sucker-punches Sandman with the brass knuckles, busting him open right across the forehead! The audience gasps in unison.
Johnny Michaels: “OH MY GOD! HE DID IT AGAIN! The Rich Athlete just laid out Sandman too!”
Eddie Ellington: “Now that’s what I call making a statement, Johnny! HCW 2—NPCW 0!”
Security drags Rich off the stage as he shouts his catchphrase one last time:
Rich Athlete (shouting): “YOU CAN’T STOP CLASS—AND YOU CAN’T STOP CASH!”
[Aftermath]
Medical personnel rush to attend to Santa and Sandman—both dazed but stirring. The fans chant “NPCW! NPCW!” as Van Helsing and the Reapers stand guard.
Johnny Michaels: “This isn’t over, folks. Not by a long shot. At Convergence, The Rich Athlete’s gonna learn that you don’t buy respect in the North Pole—you earn it.”
Eddie Ellington: “Earn it? He’s already bought it, Johnny—and with those brass knuckles, business is booming!”
[Scene Opens]
The bell rings and the eerie orange lights cast long shadows across the ring. Both men are tethered by the thick, worn Texas Bull Rope, the cowbell glinting ominously under the lights. The crowd is on their feet, knowing the brutality that’s about to unfold.
FIRST MINUTE
Johnny: “And here we go! The Texas Bull Rope match is underway, and remember folks—there’s no escaping, no running, no count-outs! You win by touching all four corners in succession, or pinning your opponent!”
Eddie: “This is Sandman’s domain, Johnny! He’s been in more nightmare matches than Hansel’s been in tag team scrapes. The man bleeds experience—and maybe he’ll make Hansel bleed too!”
Sandman starts with a puff of eerie “sleep dust” right to Hansel’s eyes!
Johnny: “Oh come on, right off the bat! That’s that cursed powder he carries!”
Eddie: “Call it what you want—strategy! It’s not his fault Hansel forgot to wear goggles!”
Hansel stumbles but quickly recovers—locking Sandman in a Boston Crab!
Johnny: “Hansel counters! He’s got the Crab locked in tight! That knee might be hurt, but his grip sure isn’t!”
Eddie: “I’ll give him this, Johnny—he’s got guts. Just not enough brains to beat a man like Sandman.”
SECOND MINUTE
Both men trade momentum. Sandman whips the rope, snapping it across Hansel’s back, the sound echoing through the arena!
Johnny: “Oh that’s brutal! That rope is pure leather, and that cowbell can crush bone!”
Eddie: “That’s why it’s called Texas justice! Hansel’s learning the hard way that fairy tales end badly!”
Hansel fires back with a Flying Forearm Smash!
Johnny: “What an equalizer! The challenger showing fight!”
Eddie: “Don’t get excited—lightweights always flurry before the fall.”
THIRD MINUTE
Both men roll and tumble across the mat, each trying to gain control of the rope. Sandman manages to twist it around Hansel’s throat and pulls him in for a vicious rope-assisted strike!
Johnny: “Sandman with that cowbell again—just hammering Hansel in the temple!”
Hansel stumbles back and hits a Flying Forearm Smash again!
Eddie: “He’s got one move and he’s overusing it, Johnny. You can’t beat a Sandman with enthusiasm!”
FOURTH MINUTE
Sandman whips Hansel into the ropes, hits a Running Bulldog!
Johnny: “Big impact! That could knock the wind right out of him!”
Hansel fires back with a Spine Crusher!
Johnny: “Countered! Hansel’s hanging in there!”
Eddie: “He’s hanging on like a snowflake in July. Give it time.”
FIFTH MINUTE
Sandman swings with his Spinning Fist Strike, clocking Hansel, but Hansel rebounds off the ropes and connects with a crisp Dropkick!
Johnny: “Back and forth! Neither man giving an inch!”
Eddie: “One’s a champion, the other’s a tourist—let’s not confuse effort with results.”
SIXTH MINUTE
Hansel takes control, going for the Spinning Toe Hold!
Johnny: “He’s targeting that leg! That’s smart wrestling from the Enclave’s tracker!”
Eddie: “Smart? The man can barely walk! He’s trying to twist a dream demon’s leg—what’s next, arm wrestling a yeti?”
Sandman struggles but can’t escape! The crowd begins clapping for Hansel!
SEVENTH MINUTE
Sandman responds with another Spinning Fist Strike!
Hansel hits a Flying Forearm Smash!
Both men are down!
Johnny: “These two are spent! They’ve punished each other with every swing of that rope!”
Eddie: “You’d be tired too if you got hit in the head by your own ambition.”
EIGHTH MINUTE
Sandman seizes momentum with a Backbreaker!
Johnny: “Oh! The champion just folded Hansel in half!”
Eddie: “And that’s why the gold stays with greatness. That’s power, Johnny. Pure, well-paid, professional power!”
Hansel writhes in agony, clutching his knee and back as Sandman gloats, dragging him by the rope.
NINTH MINUTE
Sandman begins bludgeoning Hansel with the cowbell, the sound ringing through the arena like a death knell.
Johnny: “No! He’s just brutalizing him! Come on, Abe, get in there!”
Eddie: “It’s a bull rope match, Johnny! The only law here is survival—and Sandman’s got the night shift!”
Sandman drags Hansel around the ring—touches one corner… two… three… and nearly the fourth!
Johnny: “He’s going for it! Can he finish it right here?!”
Hansel lunges desperately, stopping him before the final corner!
TENTH MINUTE
Hansel fires up, hitting a Belly-to-Belly Suplex!
Johnny: “Where did that come from?! Hansel’s digging deep!”
Eddie: “He’s digging his grave, that’s what!”
Hansel touches one corner… then two… then nearly reaches the third before Sandman yanks him back!
Johnny: “He’s so close! The kid from the Enclave might pull off another miracle!”
ELEVENTH MINUTE
Sandman regains control, slamming Hansel with a Standing Clothesline so hard the rope whips through the air like lightning!
Johnny: “Oh no! He flattened him! Hansel is down—completely down!”
Sandman starts dragging Hansel, touching each corner methodically—
One! Two! Three! FOUR!
Eddie: (shouting over the crowd) “And that’s all she wrote! Sandman just tucked another fool into bed!”
Johnny: “Sandman survives the storm and retains the Northern Lights Title—but Hansel gave him one heck of a fight!”
SANDMAN DEFEATS HANSEL VIA TOUCHING ALL FOUR CORNERS AT THE 11-MINUTE MARK.
[Post-Match]
As Sandman stands over the fallen Hansel, blood still on his brow from the earlier assault by Rich Athlete, the camera zooms in on his cold, ghostly stare. He raises the Northern Lights Championship high into the smoky Halloween air.
Johnny: “The Sandman proves once again that in NPCW, even nightmares can end in victory.”
Eddie: “And for Hansel? No treats—just tricks, bruises, and an alarm clock that says: You’re not ready for the big time.”
Johnny: Folks, it’s time for our main event! The Queen of the North Title is on the line — inside Hell in a Cell! Moonshadow defends against Lilith in what could be one of the most dangerous matches in NPCW history!
Eddie: Dangerous? Johnny, it’s a celebration! Halloween, steel, and Lilith — that’s a recipe for a new Queen tonight!
Johnny: And look who’s at ringside — that’s Luciana Albano from HCW! Lilith’s scheduled opponent at Convergence. Eddie, do you think she’s here to interfere like we’ve seen from other HCW members lately?
Eddie: No, no, no! Luciana’s here to scout, Johnny. She’s smart — she wants to see if she’ll be facing Lilith for the title at Convergence. She’s not here to make trouble… yet.
Johnny: The cell door shuts and we’re underway! Lilith tries for a hidden weapon early, but Moonshadow sees it coming and disarms her!
Eddie: How? How did she see that coming? Probably that wolf pack of hers howling the answer from outside!
Johnny: Lilith turns the tide, though! She rams Moonshadow’s head into the steel — the sound echoed through the arena!
Eddie: Music to my ears, Johnny! That’s the rhythm of victory!
Johnny: But Moonshadow’s not backing down — she’s fighting back, taking control with a lunar lariat!
Eddie: That’s desperation! Lilith’s got the fire tonight! She’s smashing Moonshadow into the cage like she’s trying to send her to the moon for real!
Johnny: Up top now — oh no! Both women are battling on top of the cage! Lilith hits a clothesline up there! This is chaos!
Eddie: That’s called dominance, Johnny. Queen Lilith is just reclaiming her throne one cage panel at a time!
Johnny: Moonshadow with a neckbreaker from nowhere! The champion’s still got fight!
Eddie: She’s holding on, but Lilith’s not human tonight. Look at those eyes! She’s like something straight out of a nightmare!
Johnny: Both trading blows, both bloodied! Neither giving an inch! Moonshadow goes for a sleeperhold—she’s got it locked in!
Eddie: No way Lilith taps! You can’t put a demon to sleep! She feeds off pain!
Johnny: Fifteen minutes in — the crowd’s on their feet! Moonshadow dives through the ropes, slamming Lilith into the cage! What a move!
Eddie: Oh come on! That should be illegal! Using the cage like that’s—wait, what am I saying? Lilith would do it too! I love it!
Johnny: Lilith’s fighting back, though. Atomic Drop to Hell! That rocked Moonshadow!
Eddie: You see that impact? That’s the sound of a title changing hands!
Johnny: Dread Kick attempt—Moonshadow reverses! The Wolf Pack howling to distract Lilith—no good! She shrugs it off!
Eddie: That’s my Queen! Eyes on the prize, ignore the mutts!
Johnny: Moonshadow climbs the cage again—this woman’s fearless! Clothesline from the top! She might’ve crushed Lilith!
Eddie: How is she still standing!? Lilith’s too tough to die, Johnny!
Johnny: Lilith spikes her head into the cage again—Moonshadow’s bleeding badly now! Lilith with the Dread Kick!
Eddie: Lights out! She got her!
Johnny: Cover by Lilith! One… two… Moonshadow kicks out!
Eddie: What!? Ref, that was three! Someone check that man’s watch!
Johnny: Lilith’s not wasting time — another Dread Kick! She got all of it this time!
Eddie: YES! YES! THAT’S IT!
Johnny: One! Two! Three! Lilith’s done it! Lilith has recaptured the Queen of the North Title in a war of attrition!
Eddie: I told you, Johnny! The darkness always wins on Halloween! All hail the new Queen!
Johnny: Luciana Albano’s on her feet, applauding — she knows that’s she will be going for the title at Convergence. What a night here at Polar Power!
LILITH DEFEATS MOONSHADOW VIA PINFALL AT THE 26-MINUTE MARK TO BECOME THE NEW QUEEN OF THE NORTH CHAMPION.
HOME TOWN BOY JACK MASON
[Camera cuts backstage. Smooth Samantha stands poised, microphone in hand, dressed as Harley Quinn. The lighting gives the scene an ominous, theatrical glow. The crowd’s distant cheers echo faintly through the walls.]
Samantha: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me now — the reigning North Pole Champion, Mean Jack Mason, and his sister, the ever-enigmatic Polly Mason.
Jack, tonight you return to your hometown of Pleasant Pines. What’s going through your mind, stepping back into the place where it all began?
[Jack tilts his head, the North Pole Title glinting over his shoulder. He smirks — that trademark Mason blend of arrogance and fire.]
Jack: What’s goin’ through my mind? Disgust, Samantha. Pure, cold disgust. You see, I didn’t come home, sweetheart — I came back to the dump I escaped from. Pleasant Pines… it ain’t pleasant, and it sure as hell ain’t prime. It’s a frozen backwater filled with people who told me I’d never make it.
They said I was too wild, too loud, too mean.
Well, guess what? They were right.
I am Mean Jack Mason — and tonight, the prodigal son didn’t come home to hug his roots. He came back to salt the earth.
[Jack smirks and gestures toward Polly, who steps forward with a devilish grin. The lights dim slightly, and a faint, haunting piano tune starts to play — icy winds blowing through the speakers. The beat turns carnival-like, twisted and eerie. Polly begins her song.]
🎵 Polly Mason’s “Pleasant Pines Dirge” 🎵
(Haunting piano intro with icy wind effects, building into a twisted carnival beat.)
Polly (singing):
Pleasant Pines, a frozen joke,
Where dreams get choked in chimney smoke.
You called us freaks, you shut your doors—
Now we’re back to settle scores.
You laughed at Jack, you mocked my name,
But now we’re stars, and you’re the same.
Still stuck in snow, still dull and blind—
While we leave legends carved behind.
Halloween Horror, feel the chill,
We’ve come to haunt, we’ve come to kill.
Not with blades, but belts and fame—
We’ll burn your pride in icy flame.
Your pumpkin lights can’t match our glow,
Your haunted hayrides move too slow.
We bring the beasts, we bring the pain—
And Pleasant Pines will scream in vain.
So wave your flags, pretend you care,
But we see through your vacant stare.
This town’s a grave, this crowd’s a curse—
And Polly’s song becomes your hearse.
(The piano fades, the carnival beat echoes once more, and Polly ends with a chilling smirk toward the camera.)
Samantha: (nervously chuckling) Well… that was certainly haunting, Polly.
But on another note, earlier tonight we saw your Primal Horde stablemates, The Beasts, reclaim the NPCW Tag Team Championships in dominant fashion. Your thoughts, Jack?
[Jack wipes the corner of his mouth, grinning with predator-like confidence.]
Jack: The Beasts are back where they belong — on top of the food chain. See, people thought the Primal Horde was slowing down. Thought we’d lost our edge. Nah. The Horde doesn’t fade — we evolve.
Those boys got their bite back, and tonight they reminded every tag team in NPCW that we’re not here to compete… we’re here to consume.
The Beasts ain’t just champions. They’re proof that when you run with Mean Jack Mason, you don’t chase glory — you drag it back bleeding.
Samantha: Strong words, Jack. And that brings us to the main event tonight — your title defense against Rudolph, the leader of the Reindeer Coalition. He’s called the “Guiding Light” of the North. What’s your message to him before you step inside that ring?
[Jack steps closer to the camera, his eyes narrowing — the champion intensity in full force. Polly stands behind him, the title gleaming like a crown of ice.]
Jack: Rudolph? Guiding light?
The only thing that nose ever guided was the delusion that this place still has heroes. You can shine all you want, Rudy — you can glow, you can sparkle, you can make the kids smile — but when that bell rings, I’m snuffin’ that light out.
Tonight, there’s no sleigh bells, no magic dust, no happy ending.
There’s just me — Mean Jack Mason — and the cold, hard truth.
After tonight, the guiding light of the North…
will be nothing but a flicker in the dark.
[He lifts the belt high, smirking.]
Jack: Pleasant Pines — welcome home, champ.
Your nightmare’s just begun.
[Polly laughs, blowing a mocking kiss toward the camera. The haunting piano melody returns faintly as the camera pans back to Smooth Samantha.]
Samantha: Strong words from the North Pole Champion — Mean Jack Mason, with Polly Mason by his side. The title is on the line next! Stay tuned — the main event is moments away!
[Cut to black as the eerie wind howls and the camera transitions to the match graphics for Moonshadow vs. Rudolph.]
[Arena: The lights dim to a blood-red hue as the massive Hell in a Cell lowers over the ring. The Halloween Horror crowd roars, half in excitement, half in dread. Snow flurries fall from the rafters, glowing under the crimson light.]
Johnny: Folks, it’s time! The Main Event of Halloween Horror! The North Pole Championship is on the line inside the most brutal structure in wrestling history — Hell in a Cell! Mean Jack Mason defends against the “Guiding Light” himself, Rudolph!
Eddie: You mean the Gullible Light, Johnny. Mason’s gonna snuff him out faster than a candle in a blizzard. Look at him — calm, confident, championship gold gleaming! That’s a real man, not some red-nosed mascot for the kids.
Johnny: Oh, give me a break! Rudolph has fought back from everything — the Broken Crown, the Horde, even Sandman — and tonight he’s got his chance at redemption!
Eddie: Redemption? He should redeem a clue. He’s trapped in there with Mean Jack Mason! That’s like walking into an avalanche and hoping for a tan!
[1st Minute – Chaos Begins]
Johnny: And here we go! The cell door slams shut — no escape now! Mason charges in—
Eddie: Oh! Look at Polly Mason already earning her paycheck! Smack right to the face with that loaded purse! Beautiful technique!
Johnny: That’s illegal!
Eddie: Not if the referee doesn’t see it, Johnny! That’s ring psychology!
Johnny: And Rudolph retaliates with a huge flying dropkick! The champion’s rocked right out of the gate! The crowd’s roaring for the red-nosed warrior!
[2nd–4th Minute – Mason’s Brutality]
Johnny: Mason tries to ground him, but Rudolph’s got that burst of speed — going for Dashing Through the Snow!
Eddie: Not tonight! Mason saw that coming a mile away! Boom! Personality Disorder! That stunner hit like a truck sliding on ice!
Johnny: Mason’s wasting no time — look at that arrogant grin!
Eddie: He’s teaching this holiday has-been a lesson in reality! Rudolph may lead sleighs, but Mason leads legends!
Johnny: Oh my! Rudolph rammed Mason’s head into the steel stairs! The crowd loves it! He’s bleeding!
Eddie: That’s not blood — that’s motivation!
[5th–7th Minute – Back and Forth Brawl]
Johnny: Mason with a Shut-In Slam! Rudolph answers with a dropkick! This one’s all heart versus hate!
Eddie: Mason’s not even sweating. He’s pacing himself, breaking Rudolph down piece by piece. That’s experience, Johnny.
Johnny: And now Rudolph — oh, he’s pulling out something from under the ring—
Eddie: Wait—NO! That’s not Christmas spirit! That’s a foreign object!
Johnny: He just clocked Mason with it! Mason’s busted wide open! The cell smells like blood and steel!
Eddie: This is barbaric! Somebody check that reindeer for rabies!
[8th–10th Minute – Polly’s Influence]
Johnny: And look at Polly Mason — distracting the referee with some sort of… interpretive dance?
Eddie: It’s art, Johnny! That’s culture! She’s distracting him with poetry and panache!
Johnny: Meanwhile, her brother’s choking Rudolph against the cage!
Eddie: Hey, teamwork makes the dream work!
Johnny: Oh, reversal! Rudolph and Mason both rolling for pin attempts — back and forth — one, two—
Eddie: Kickout! That’s why he’s the champ!
[11th–14th Minute – Escalation]
Johnny: Rudolph won’t quit! Dropkick connects! Mason staggers—
Eddie: But here comes the low blow! Family Jewels Therapy! Textbook!
Johnny: Mason’s going for the pin again— only two!
Eddie: That’s that Slow-Count Sam curse, Johnny. If Sam counted any slower, we’d have to pay him hourly.
Johnny: Mason’s snapping now — look at him! He’s dragging Rudolph by the antlers!
Eddie: He’s doing him a favor! Those things needed straightening out!
Johnny: Final Diagnosis! That elbow dropped like a sledgehammer! Mason covers— one… two— Rudolph kicks out!
[15th–17th Minute – The Finish]
Johnny: What a war this has been! Both men are barely standing!
Eddie: Rudolph’s running on Christmas spirit fumes, and Mason’s running on pure hate — that’s a winning formula!
Johnny: Mason scoops him up — Shut-In Slam! That spinebuster shakes the cell! Mason hooks the leg—
Eddie: Count it, ref! Count it! One! Two! Three! YES! YES! The champ does it again! The guiding light just burned out!
Johnny: Mean Jack Mason retains the North Pole Title — but at what cost? He’s bleeding, bruised, and smirking like the devil himself!
Eddie: That’s the face of a winner, Johnny! He just made Christmas cancelled!
Johnny: Folks, Mason remains champion, but you can feel the darkness spreading across NPCW tonight. What a brutal end to Halloween Horror!
Eddie: Ho-ho-ho, Johnny. Bah humbug never sounded so good!
(The eerie orange-and-blue lights flicker across the arena. Smoke drifts around the cell as “Mean” Jack Mason stands atop the turnbuckle, title belt in hand, yelling down at the battered Rudolph lying in the corner. Polly Mason twirls beside him, cackling and humming the chorus of her haunting “Pleasant Pines” song. The crowd rains down boos while the cage slowly raises. The camera cuts to the commentary desk—Johnny Michaels looks stunned, Eddie Ellington is gleeful.)
Johnny: I—I can’t believe what we’ve just witnessed, folks! The Halloween Horror Special living up to its name—blood, brutality, and heartbreak inside Hell in a Cell! Rudolph fought with everything he had, but in the end, Mean Jack Mason stands tall again, title in hand, and ego even bigger!
Eddie: You say that like it’s a bad thing, Johnny! You just saw dominance personified! Mason didn’t survive that cage—he owned it! He turned Rudolph’s red nose into a warning light for anyone who thinks they can step up to the Primal Horde!
Johnny: (shaking his head) Dominance? Eddie, that was an onslaught! Between the low blows, the distractions from Polly, and the cage being used like a weapon—Rudolph didn’t just face Mason, he faced an entire war machine!
Eddie: Oh, please. Polly was simply providing “moral support” through the art of interpretive dance and poetry. If Rudolph can’t handle a little rhyme and rhythm, maybe he doesn’t belong in the North Pole Title picture!
Johnny: (leaning forward) “A little rhyme and rhythm”? She hit him with a loaded purse, Eddie! That’s not moral support—that’s assault with fashion accessories!
Eddie: (grinning smugly) Hey, Johnny, if you can’t handle a lady with style and precision aim, that’s on you. The Masons just proved they’re the top of the food chain—The Beasts regained their gold earlier tonight, and now the North Pole Champion closes the night standing tall. The Horde rules Halloween!
Johnny: The Primal Horde might have ruled tonight, but make no mistake—Rudolph’s not going to forget this. That fire in his eyes when he kicked out time after time… I think we just saw the spark of something dangerous brewing inside the Reindeer Coalition.
Eddie: Dangerous? Please. The only thing dangerous tonight was how good Mason looked stomping Rudolph’s face into the mat! You can talk about reindeer spirit all you want, but Mason’s got championship venom running through his veins. The guy’s unbeatable when it counts!
Johnny: You may be right about one thing, Eddie—tonight proved Mason’s willing to do anything to stay champion. But someday soon, someone’s going to make him pay for it. Maybe Rudolph, maybe another challenger… but this kind of arrogance never lasts forever.
Eddie: (laughs) Oh, Johnny, you’re adorable when you’re wrong. Champions like Mason don’t fade—they evolve. And right now, the entire North Pole is living in the age of the Primal Horde!
(Camera cuts back to the ring—Jack Mason hoists the title high, bathed in orange strobe lights as snow machines begin to fall. Polly blows a kiss to the camera while laughing maniacally.)
Johnny: Folks, from the depths of Halloween Horror here in Pleasant Pines, this has been one chilling night to remember. Rudolph left his heart—and maybe a few pints of blood—in that cell, but the war is far from over.
Eddie: Speak for yourself, Johnny! For me, it’s a celebration! The Masons are smiling, the crowd’s booing—Halloween’s perfect!
Johnny: (sighs) For my partner Eddie Ellington, I’m Johnny “The Mic” Michaels—thanking you for joining us on this haunting night of Polar Power. Goodnight from Pleasant Pines, and… happy Halloween, folks.
Eddie: (smirking as the logo fades) And remember—trick or get stunned!
(Fade out on the image of Mean Jack Mason holding his title aloft as the words “POLAR POWER – HALLOWEEN HORROR SPECIAL” appear in dripping blood-red font.)
Excellent show and build towards Convergence.
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