Aired - February 14, 2026
(Black screen. A low arctic wind rolls in. Ice groans like a ship hull under pressure. A faint heartbeat joins the wind.)
Voice-over (deep, controlled):
“From the top of the world…
Where winter doesn’t entertain—
…it tests.”
(Northern Lights flare. Snow whips across the screen. The POLAR POWER branding forms in frost and steel.)
Voice-over:
“This is the flagship.”
“This… is POLAR POWER.”
SIGNATURE MONTAGE
1) Mean Jack Mason
Mason storms through a curtain of snow—then a hard cut: a crushing lariat flips a man inside out. Mason doesn’t celebrate. He just stares into the hard cam like the cold owes him money.
2) Van Helsing
Van Helsing snaps a counter—wrist control, pivot, and a brutal takedown into a grounded finish. He rises with that hunter calm: not angry… certain.
3) Santa Claus
Santa plants his feet and powers through impact—hoists an opponent and drives them down with authority. He stands tall in the aftermath, battered but unshaken, the crowd roaring like a blizzard.
4) Rudolph
Rudolph explodes out of the corner—full-speed collision. A clean, violent finish sequence: momentum, precision, heart. He gets up first, always.
5) Abaddon
Lights drop colder. Abaddon drags an opponent up by the throat—then slams them down like a verdict. No panic. No wasted motion. Just doom.
6) Big Bad Wolf
Wolf snaps into a fast, predatory combination—strike, strike, sudden impact. A quick shot of him looming over the fallen opponent, head tilted, daring anyone to step in.
7) Moonshadow
Moonshadow glides across the ring—fluid, sharp, dangerous. A moonlit aerial burst into a crisp landing and immediate follow-up—she looks like she was never touched by gravity.
8) Mrs. Claus
Mrs. Claus absorbs a strike, doesn’t move—then bulldozes forward and crushes her opponent with raw strength. The camera catches her expression: protective, furious, unstoppable.
(Drums hit—slow, heavy. Crowd rises. Wide shot of the arena under bright white lights.)
Voice-over:
“No myths.”
“No shortcuts.”
“No mercy from the cold.”
(POLAR POWER logo slams onto the screen.)
Voice-over (final):
“Only the fight…”
“Only the North…”
“Only POLAR POWER.”
(Wide shots of the North Pole Arena. The crowd is already standing, noise rolling like wind through ice.)
Hand-painted signs fill the lower bowl.
A bold black-and-silver banner reads:
“MEAN JACK MASON — STILL STANDING.”
Nearby, a cluster of fans pound the barricade in rhythm, fists pumping every time Mason’s name flashes on the screen.
Across the aisle, a group of kids wearing antler headbands wave red-nosed Rudolph plushies high above their heads, chanting his name in uneven but enthusiastic bursts.
A darker corner of the arena bristles with movement as wolf masks and clawed gloves rise in unison — Big Bad Wolf supporters howling low, steady, almost organized.
On the opposite side, a sharp chorus of boos rains down as a sign comes into focus:
“TERRORFANG WILL TEAR YOU APART.”
Wilber “Terrorfang” Townsend’s supporters stand rigid, arms crossed, no smiles — confidence without celebration.
And then a roar — warm, powerful, protective — as a simple banner appears draped over the railing:
“MRS. CLAUS = THE NORTH’S SHIELD.”
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Take a look at this crowd here tonight. Passion on every side, Eddie. You can feel how invested this building is — not just in wins and losses, but in who represents the North.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Oh, absolutely, Johnny. This place has opinions. Loud ones. And judging by those Mason signs, nobody’s forgotten what happened last week.”
(Replay footage rolls: Mean Jack Mason storming in wearing a hospital gown, attacking Grim Tidings, then getting dropped again by the mystery man.)
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Last week ended in chaos. Mean Jack Mason defied medical orders, charged into this building, and paid for it when that same masked attacker struck again.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“That wasn’t bravery, Johnny. That was obsession. And obsession gets you hurt.”
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Maybe. But listen to this crowd — they respect the fire. And tonight, we’ve been told Mean Jack Mason will be here to address the NPCW Universe.”
(Crowd erupts.)
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Yeah, well… talking is easier than defending your blind side. Whoever that mystery man is, Johnny, he’s already proven something.”
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“He’s proven he got Mason’s attention. And when the Universal Champion speaks tonight, the entire division will be listening.”
(Quick crowd cuts.)
Rudolph supporters bouncing, chanting his name — belief and momentum.
Big Bad Wolf fans pounding the barricade, snarling toward the ring.
Wilber Townsend’s section silent but unflinching.
Mrs. Claus drawing a standing ovation simply from being shown on screen.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“This crowd believes in symbols — Rudolph’s heart, Mrs. Claus’ strength, Wilber Townsend’s menace, Big Bad Wolf’s dominance. But everything tonight still orbits one man.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Mean Jack Mason.”
TONIGHT’S COMPETITION
(Match graphics roll.)
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“And the road to the future starts with a stacked night of competition.”
Feral vs. Shade Grimm
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Feral eats people like Shade Grimm for warm-ups. That’s not bias — that’s biology.”
Ursa Titania vs. Glint Grimm
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Ursa Titania is power with purpose. Glint Grimm better bring something special, because strength like that doesn’t blink.”
The River Reapers — Huck Finn & Tom Sawyer — vs. The Nutcracker Legion
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Finally. Discipline. Precision. Order. The Nutcrackers are everything tag wrestling should be.”
Nutcracker Captain vs. Negropolis
(Crowd boos loudly.)
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Oh no. Not him. And Flippers better stay out of my sight tonight.”
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Negropolis is chaos incarnate — but the Nutcracker Captain brings command and control.”
Grondar the Revenant vs. Peter Cottontail
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“This one isn’t fair, Johnny. And I like it that way.”
Northern Lights Championship
Frosty (Champion) vs. Wilber “Terrorfang” Townsend
(Mixed reaction.)
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“A championship match with massive implications.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Wilber Townsend doesn’t chase titles. He claims them.”
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“And somewhere in all of this — the Universal Champion is waiting to speak.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Let’s see if talking solves anything… or just makes the target bigger.”
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Polar Power rolls on. Match One is next.”
(Camera cuts to the ring as Celeste Orion prepares for introductions.)
Entrances & Introductions
Celeste Orion stands poised at center ring as the arena lights settle.
CELESTE ORION:
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!”
She turns toward the entrance ramp.
CELESTE ORION:
“Introducing first… accompanied by Marcus the Beastmaster… from the wilds of the North… FERAL!”
Feral’s music hits — low, primal, and heavy.
Feral steps onto the stage with a slow, deliberate prowl, eyes fixed on the ring like prey has already been marked. Marcus the Beastmaster follows closely behind, stone-faced, never taking his eyes off the ring. Feral rolls her shoulders, snarls once toward the crowd, then marches down the ramp.
She climbs onto the apron, grips the ropes, and steps through, pacing her corner as Marcus takes position outside.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Feral continues to build momentum here in the Polar Division. She and Ursa Titania are still a new team, but they’ve been turning heads fast.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“New doesn’t mean unprepared, Johnny. It means hungry. And Feral’s been starving.”
Celeste waits for the crowd to settle, then raises the microphone again.
CELESTE ORION:
“And her opponent… representing the Grimm Sisters… SHADE GRIMM!”
Shade Grimm’s music hits — sharp, controlled, and ominously calm.
Shade steps out with focused intensity, no theatrics, no wasted motion. She pauses briefly at the top of the ramp, scanning the ring and locking eyes with Feral before walking forward. Her stride is confident, measured — the posture of someone who has been here before.
Shade slides under the bottom rope, rises smoothly, and stretches against the ropes, never breaking eye contact with her opponent.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Shade Grimm and her sister have been fixtures in the Polar Division tag scene. Experience is firmly on her side tonight.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Experience is great until it runs into something that doesn’t care about it.”
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“And make no mistake — this match matters. With the Blonde Bombshells holding the North Star Tag Team Titles, both of these teams are positioning themselves as future contenders.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Feral and Ursa Titania are trying to prove they belong. The Grimm Sisters are trying to prove this division is still theirs.”
Celeste exits the ring. Honest Abe checks both competitors.
The bell rings.
Minute 1
Feral immediately rakes Shade Grimm’s face, forcing her back, but Shade responds by dropping down and cinching in a Single Leg Crab, twisting hard.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Early aggression from Feral, but Shade Grimm answers with sound technique.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“That’s fine. Let Shade wrestle. Feral’s here to fight.”
Minute 2
Shade Grimm snaps Feral down with a sharp Widow’s Kiss, planting her face-first into the mat. Feral absorbs it, rolling to her side.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Widow’s Kiss landed clean—Shade Grimm capitalizing early.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Enjoy it while it lasts. You don’t keep Feral grounded for long.”
Minute 3
Feral explodes back with a Savage Suplex, but Shade fires right back with a stiff Pump Kick, staggering her.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Back-and-forth exchanges—neither woman giving ground.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Shade’s quick. Feral’s mean. Mean wins eventually.”
Minute 4
Shade charges for a Spear, but Feral plants her feet and neutralizes it, forcing a hard reset.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Feral shut that spear down cold.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“That’s strength meeting bad ideas.”
Minute 5
Shade leaps in with a Step-Up Enzuigiri, catching Feral flush and dropping her to a knee.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Perfect timing from Shade Grimm!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“She hit her. She didn’t finish her.”
Minute 6
Feral climbs high and launches a Primal Plunge, but Shade rolls through at the last second, avoiding full impact.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Shade Grimm with tremendous awareness!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Awareness doesn’t stop the next one.”
Minute 7
Feral cracks Shade with Nature’s Fury, spinning her down, but Shade fires back instantly with another Pump Kick.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“What a collision—both competitors refusing to slow.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Shade’s hanging in. That’s not the same as winning.”
Minute 8
Shade hoists Feral and snaps her over with a Release German Suplex, dropping her hard on the mat.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Release German—Shade Grimm showing power of her own!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“I’ll admit it. That one landed.”
Minute 9
Feral rebounds, charging in and driving Shade face-first into the canvas with a Flying Bulldog.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Momentum swing! Feral back in control!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“That’s the pace she wants.”
Minute 10
Feral climbs again and connects cleanly with the Primal Plunge, crushing Shade in the center of the ring.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Primal Plunge connects this time!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Now you’re seeing the difference.”
Minute 11
Feral stomps down with a Sasquatch Stomp, but Shade fires back with another Enzuigiri to create space.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Shade Grimm still fighting for daylight.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“She’s tough. I’ll give her that.”
Minute 12
Feral lands a Bestial Chop, but Shade counters with a sudden Widow’s Kiss and hooks the leg.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Cover—!”
1…2…
Feral kicks out!
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Too early. Way too early.”
Minute 13
Feral answers with another Face Rake, but Shade drills her again with the Widow’s Kiss and tries another pin.
1…
Feral kicks out immediately.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Shade pressing her advantage!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“And wasting energy.”
Minute 14
Both women trade heavy shots—Bestial Chop from Feral, Lifting Curb Stomp from Shade.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“This match is turning into a war of attrition.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Exactly where Feral thrives.”
Minute 15
Shade catches Feral charging and drops her with a Running Somersault Cutter, planting her hard.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Beautiful counter by Shade Grimm!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Pretty move. Still breathing.”
Minute 16
Both fire again—Face Rake from Feral, Step-Up Enzuigiri from Shade—neither backing down.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“These two are emptying the tank.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Feral’s tank is bigger.”
Minute 17
Feral clamps on the Wild Claw, grinding it in deep. Shade thrashes but refuses to submit.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Wild Claw applied—Shade Grimm in serious danger!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Look at her fight. That’s grit.”
Minute 18
Shade breaks free and cracks Feral with another Enzuigiri, buying herself space.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Shade Grimm still standing!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Barely.”
Minute 19
Shade follows up with a sharp Pump Kick, staggering Feral again.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Shade refusing to go away!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“She’s prolonging the inevitable.”
Minute 20
As the referee is distracted, Marcus the Beastmaster steps in and delivers a Sidewalk Slam, but Shade rolls through and neutralizes it.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Marcus tried to intervene—but Shade saw it coming!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Can’t blame him for trying.”
Minute 21
Feral launches another Primal Plunge, but Shade answers mid-motion with a Spear, flattening her.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“What a counter by Shade Grimm!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Okay… that was impressive.”
Minute 22
Feral reapplies the Wild Claw, Shade answers with a Release German Suplex, breaking the hold again.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Neither woman can put the other away!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“This is getting good.”
Minute 23
Shade lands yet another Enzuigiri, rocking Feral.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Shade Grimm sensing opportunity!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“She’s sensing danger.”
Minute 24
Shade charges with a Pump Kick, but Feral reverses—
Marcus strikes again with a Sidewalk Slam while the referee is distracted!
Feral hooks the leg.
1…
2…
3!
FERAL DEFEATS SHADE GRIMM VIA PINFALL WITH A SIDEWALK SLAM (ASSISTED) AT THE 24:00 MINUTE MARK.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Feral picks up the win—but it came with help from Marcus the Beastmaster!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Teamwork, Johnny. That’s how contenders are built.”
Feral rises, chest heaving, staring down at Shade Grimm as Marcus steps beside her. Shade rolls to the ropes, frustration written across her face.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“You can feel it—this is far from over. Feral and Ursa Titania are coming. And the Grimm Sisters know it.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Welcome to the deep end.”
(Camera lingers on the stare before cutting away.)
(The arena lights drop slightly. A sharp, deliberate guitar hit echoes through the North Pole Arena.)
MEAN JACK MASON’S MUSIC HITS.
The crowd explodes.
(Camera cuts to the stage.)
Mean Jack Mason steps through the curtain in a tailored black suit, Universal Championship draped over his shoulder. No smile. No rush. He pauses at the top of the ramp, slowly lifting the title as the reaction swells around him.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“There he is. The Universal Champion. Against orders. Against expectations.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“And against common sense, Johnny. That man collects enemies like trophies.”
Mason walks with purpose, eyes scanning the crowd. He climbs the steps, wipes his feet on the apron, and steps through the ropes. He takes his time removing the title, lays it across his forearm, then raises a microphone.
The crowd chants:
“MA-SON! MA-SON!”
Mason waits. Lets it build. Smirks.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“You know… doctors told me to stay home.”
(Crowd boos.)
“They said, ‘Jack, you took a beating. Jack, you need rest.’”
Mason chuckles, shaking his head.
“But see, the thing about Mean Jack Mason…”
(He taps the Universal Championship.)
“…is I don’t rest — I run this place.”
Huge pop.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“Last week, somebody real brave came from behind. Mask on. No name. No spine.”
Boos rain down.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“He hit me when I wasn’t lookin’… and suddenly everybody wants to talk about my future.”
Mason leans against the ropes, eyes hard.
“So let’s stop whisperin’.”
He straightens up.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“ELIAS COLDMERE.”
Crowd buzzes.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“You come on out here, and you give me the only match that matters.”
Mason points to the ramp.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“You give me the masked coward. One-on-one. No shadows. No excuses.”
(Crowd roars.)
Before anything else can happen—
GRIM TIDINGS’ MUSIC HITS.
The mood shifts instantly.
Fenwick Grimbough steps onto the stage, immaculate as ever. Beside him, BELSNICKEL cracks his neck, eyes locked on Mason.
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Oh great. Here comes the accounting department.”
Fenwick raises a microphone, smiling thinly.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“Mean Jack Mason… always so dramatic.”
Mason laughs.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“Fenwick… last time I checked, I already whipped Belsnickel’s ass.”
Crowd cheers.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“So unless he learned some new tricks… you’re wastin’ my time.”
Fenwick adjusts his cuffs.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“Oh, I’m not here for that.”
He gestures casually.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“The man you’re looking for… the one who struck you from behind…”
A pause.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“…is the GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST.”
The crowd reacts sharply.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“And yes — he wants a match with you.”
Mason’s eyes light up.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“But not yet.”
Boos explode.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“You see, champions don’t get everything they demand.”
Mason slowly lifts the Universal Championship, tapping it with his knuckle.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“You see this?”
The crowd chants louder.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“This says I already proved my worth.”
Fenwick smiles wider.
FENWICK GRIMBOUGH:
“Proved it… to you.”
Suddenly—
ATTACK FROM BEHIND.
HANS TRAPP and KNECHT RUPRECHT slide into the ring and blast Mason from both sides.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“AMBUSH! GRIM TIDINGS FROM BEHIND!”
BELSNICKEL sprints down the ramp and joins the assault.
Three-on-one.
Mason fights back — stiff right hands, a lariat that drops Belsnickel — but the numbers overwhelm him.
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“This is what preparation looks like, Johnny.”
A steel chair slides into the ring.
CRACK.
Chair shot to Mason’s back.
Mason drops.
The crowd boos mercilessly.
Suddenly—
NEGROPOLIS’ MUSIC HITS.
The arena ERUPTS.
Negropolis charges the ring, swinging wildly, knocking Trapp and Ruprecht back. He pulls Belsnickel off Mason and sends him tumbling through the ropes.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“NEGROPOLIS IS HERE!”
But Grim Tidings regroups.
Another chair shot —
CRACK.
Negropolis goes down.
The ring is chaos.
Then—
A HEAVY, PRIMAL BEAT HITS.
The crowd gasps.
BIGFOOT’S MUSIC HITS.
The reaction is nuclear.
Bigfoot storms to the ring, massive and unstoppable. He levels Knecht Ruprecht with a clothesline. Hans Trapp bails to the floor. Belsnickel scrambles away.
Grim Tidings retreats.
Bigfoot stands tall.
Mason pulls himself up using the ropes. Negropolis rises beside him.
The three stand together.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“What a sight! Mason! Negropolis! Bigfoot!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“I do not like this alliance at all.”
ELIAS COLDMERE’S MUSIC HITS.
The General Manager steps onto the stage, calm but authoritative.
ELIAS COLDMERE:
“Enough.”
He looks directly at Fenwick.
ELIAS COLDMERE:
“This so-called ‘Ghost of Christmas Past’ is not signed by NPCW.”
Crowd reacts.
ELIAS COLDMERE:
“He is barred from all NPCW events.”
Fenwick looks furious.
Coldmere turns to the ring.
ELIAS COLDMERE:
“But if Mean Jack Mason wants a match next week…”
A pause.
ELIAS COLDMERE:
“Then it will be Mean Jack Mason, Negropolis, and Bigfoot…”
Huge pop.
ELIAS COLDMERE:
“…against Belsnickel, Hans Trapp, and Knecht Ruprecht.”
Fenwick protests silently.
Mason raises the mic, smiling wide.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“Elias…”
He looks at Bigfoot. Then Negropolis.
MEAN JACK MASON:
“We accept.”
The crowd roars as Mason raises the Universal Championship high.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“It’s official! Next week — six-man chaos!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“And somehow… things just got a whole lot messier.”
(Camera holds on the three men standing united as Grim Tidings fumes on the stage.)
FADE OUT.
Entrances & Introductions
Celeste Orion stands at center ring as the crowd settles.
CELESTE ORION:
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!”
She turns toward the entrance ramp.
CELESTE ORION:
“Introducing first… accompanied by Marcus the Beastmaster… representing the Primal Horde… URSA TITANIA!”
Ursa Titania’s music hits — heavy, thunderous, deliberate.
Ursa steps onto the stage with raw power in every stride, rolling her neck as Marcus follows closely behind, arms folded. She pauses at the top of the ramp, cracks her knuckles, then marches straight to the ring. Ursa steps over the top rope with ease and plants herself in the center, glaring toward the entrance.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Ursa Titania has been a force since arriving in the Polar Division. She and Feral are still a young team, but they’re making noise fast.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Because they hurt people, Johnny. That’s the shortcut.”
Celeste raises the microphone again.
CELESTE ORION:
“And her opponent… representing the Grimm Sisters… GLINT GRIMM!”
Glint Grimm’s music hits — sharp, controlled, confident.
Glint steps onto the stage calmly, eyes locked on Ursa from the moment she appears. No wasted motion. She walks with purpose, slides under the bottom rope, and rises smoothly, never breaking eye contact.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“The Grimm Sisters have been competing together far longer than Primal Horde. This is about proving who belongs next in line for the North Star Tag Team Titles.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Or proving that experience doesn’t stop a freight train.”
Celeste exits the ring. Honest Abe checks both competitors.
The bell rings.
Minute 1
Glint Grimm scoops Ursa Titania and slams her down with a Soul Scoop, catching her early.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Quick start by Glint Grimm — going right after Ursa.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Congratulations. You poked the bear.”
Minute 2
Ursa fires back with a heavy Bodyslam, but Glint answers immediately with another Soul Scoop, refusing to yield ground.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“This match is already physical — neither woman backing down.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Glint’s trying to out-muscle Ursa. That’s adorable.”
Minute 3
Ursa levels Glint with a crushing Big Boot, knocking her backward.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“That boot stopped Glint Grimm cold!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“See? Physics.”
Minute 4
Ursa snaps Glint down with a Side Suplex, but Glint rebounds fast, blasting Ursa with a Gravebite.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Gravebite lands! What a response!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“I’ll admit it — that one rattled her.”
Minute 5
Glint hoists Ursa and drives her down with the Final Descent, dropping her hard.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Final Descent connects!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Ursa’s still getting up. That’s the difference.”
Minute 6
Ursa storms forward with a Headbutt Barrage, but Glint answers again with another Final Descent.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Neither competitor willing to give an inch.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Glint’s emptying her playbook early.”
Minute 7
Ursa slams Glint down with another Bodyslam, but Glint immediately fires back with — yet again — the Final Descent.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“This has turned into a slugfest!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Glint keeps throwing power moves like she’s Ursa’s equal. She’s not.”
Minute 8
Glint charges and flattens Ursa with the Veil Breaker, knocking her off balance.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Veil Breaker lands flush!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Okay, that one was clean.”
Minute 9
Ursa counters with a Side Suplex, but Glint immediately rebounds with another Veil Breaker.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Back-and-forth momentum swings!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Ursa’s still standing. Glint’s just flailing.”
Minute 10
Ursa crushes Glint with a Big Boot, but Glint answers with — you guessed it — another Veil Breaker.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Neither woman slowing down!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Ursa’s taking shots she’d normally avoid. That’s a mistake.”
Minute 11
Glint scoops Ursa again with a Soul Scoop, planting her on the mat.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Glint Grimm finding rhythm here.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“She’s finding opportunity. Not dominance.”
Minute 12
Glint cracks Ursa with a Mournful Elbow, snapping her head back.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“That elbow landed perfectly!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Ursa’s still moving. Try harder.”
Minute 13
Ursa powers Glint up and slams her with a Chokeslam, then hooks the leg.
1…
2…
Glint kicks out!
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Close call! Glint Grimm survives!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Too much hesitation. Ursa should’ve stacked her.”
Minute 14
Ursa unloads another Headbutt Barrage, but Glint counters with a sharp Gravebite.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“These two are running on instinct now!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Ursa’s still the stronger one.”
Minute 15
Ursa attempts another Chokeslam, but Glint slips free and blasts her with a Veil Breaker.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“What a reversal by Glint Grimm!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“That was lucky.”
Minute 16
Glint charges one final time and drills Ursa with a devastating Veil Breaker, then hooks the leg.
1…
2…
3!
GLINT GRIMM DEFEATS URSA TITANIA VIA PINFALL WITH A VEIL BREAKER AT THE 16:00 MINUTE MARK.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Glint Grimm evens the score for the Grimm Sisters! One win apiece tonight!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Don’t get carried away. Ursa took everything Glint had — and it still barely worked.”
Ursa rolls to the ropes, frustrated but defiant, as Marcus helps her up. Glint stands tall, staring back with equal intensity.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“This rivalry is heating up — and the Blonde Bombshells are watching closely.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“They should be. Because this isn’t settled.”
Entrances & Introductions
Celeste Orion stands center ring as the crowd buzzes.
CELESTE ORION:
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match!”
She gestures toward the entrance.
CELESTE ORION:
“Introducing first… representing the Hunter’s Enclave… THE RIVER REAPERS — HUCK FINN AND TOM SAWYER!”
The River Reapers’ music hits — gritty, adventurous.
Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer emerge together, slapping hands with fans as they walk. Huck climbs onto the apron and points toward the ring, while Tom rolls under the ropes and springs to his feet, eyes already scanning for trouble.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“The River Reapers are looking to climb the tag ranks tonight. A win here puts them firmly in the conversation.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“They’re loud, they’re flashy, and they’re about to learn what discipline looks like.”
Celeste raises the microphone again.
CELESTE ORION:
“And their opponents… accompanied by the Nutcracker General… THE NUTCRACKERS LEGION!”
Military-style music hits.
Nutcracker #1 and Nutcracker #2 march out in perfect formation, halting at the top of the ramp as the Nutcracker General raises his sceptre. The team marches to the ring, climbs the steps in sync, and enters with rigid precision.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“These teams are jockeying for position in the tag division — all with eyes on the Universal Tag Team Champions, Hans Trapp and Knecht Ruprecht.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“And these Nutcrackers are the only ones here who look like they belong in the same ring as champions.”
The General steps down as the teams take their corners.
The bell rings.
Minute 1
Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer explode out of the gate, isolating Nutcracker #1 with rapid double-team offense — a Rolling Death Valley Driver followed by a Double Underhook Powerbomb. Nutcracker #1 fires back with a 21 Gun Salute, swinging wildly to create space.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“The River Reapers wasting no time with coordinated offense!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Ref, are you counting? That’s a parade in there!”
Minute 2
Huck continues the assault with a Fisherman Buster, while Tom plays defense, cutting off Nutcracker #1’s escape. Nutcracker #1 responds with a Russian Leg Sweep to slow the pace.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Huck Finn doing the heavy lifting early.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Nutcracker #1 is surviving. That’s all he needs.”
Minute 3
Huck drives Nutcracker #1 down again with a Rolling Death Valley Driver, but Nutcracker #1 fires back with another 21 Gun Salute, weathering the storm until the double team finally ends.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Impressive resilience from Nutcracker #1.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Exactly. Tough as nails.”
Minute 4
Huck lands a sharp Saito Suplex, but Nutcracker #1 answers with another Russian Leg Sweep. Both teams tag — Tom Sawyer enters for the Reapers, Nutcracker #2 for the Legion.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Fresh men in — this match just reset.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Now the Nutcrackers take control.”
Minute 5
Nutcracker #2 unleashes a brutal 21 Gun Salute, battering Tom Sawyer and keeping him grounded.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Nutcracker #2 laying in those shots!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“That’s textbook. Break them down.”
Minute 6
Tom Sawyer suddenly surges forward, snapping Nutcracker #2 down with a Jumping Reverse Cutter. As Honest Abe is distracted, the Nutcracker General swings the sceptre — but it fails to turn the tide.
Tom hooks the leg.
1…
2…
3!
THE RIVER REAPERS (HUCK FINN & TOM SAWYER) DEFEAT THE NUTCRACKERS LEGION VIA PINFALL WHEN TOM SAWYER PINNED NUTCRACKER #2 WITH A JUMPING REVERSE CUTTER AT THE 6:00 MINUTE MARK.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“What a statement win for the River Reapers! That puts them squarely in the tag title picture!”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“Hold on — outside interference backfired. That’s not dominance, that’s bad luck.”
Huck Finn slides into the ring, raising Tom Sawyer’s arm as they stand tall. The Nutcracker General fumes at ringside, barking orders as his team regroups.
JOHNNY MICHAELS:
“Hans Trapp and Knecht Ruprecht just got a reminder — the tag division is getting crowded.”
EDDIE ELLINGTON:
“They’re still champions, Johnny. Everybody else is just auditioning.”
Camera fades in backstage.
Smooth Samantha Satin stands in the interview zone, microphone in hand. The lighting is slightly dimmer than usual. On either side of her stand WILBER TOWNSEND and LILITH.
Wilber’s head is tilted slightly downward, eyes unfocused, lips curled into a faint, unsettling smile. Lilith stands close — calm, composed, one hand resting lightly on Wilber’s shoulder like a claim rather than comfort.
SMOOTH SAMANTHA SATIN:
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Wilber Townsend — accompanied by Lilith.”
Wilber slowly raises his head. His eyes lock on the camera, but he doesn’t blink.
SMOOTH SAMANTHA:
“Wilber… at HCW, you were defeated by Krampus — a loss that forced you into servitude under the Demonic Legion. How has that changed you?”
Wilber chuckles softly. Not loud. Not warm.
WILBER TOWNSEND:
“Changed me?”
(tilts his head)
“Oh no, Samantha… it freed me.”
Lilith’s smile deepens, almost imperceptibly.
WILBER:
“Krampus thought he broke me. Thought chains and oaths would make me small.”
(leans closer to the camera)
“But I’ve learned something since then.”
He taps his chest once.
WILBER:
“Pain doesn’t make servants. Pain makes believers.”
Samantha holds her composure, but shifts slightly.
SMOOTH SAMANTHA:
“Tonight, you challenge Frosty for the Northern Lights Championship. Given everything you’ve endured, how prepared are you for that opportunity?”
Wilber’s smile fades. His voice lowers.
WILBER TOWNSEND:
“Frosty is… bright.”
(slow nod)
“He brings laughter. Warmth. Hope.”
Wilber steps half a pace forward.
WILBER:
“I bring silence.”
Lilith’s hand tightens briefly on his shoulder.
WILBER:
“That title… it shines.”
“But when the lights go out… only the truth remains.”
He exhales sharply through his nose, almost laughing again.
WILBER:
“And the truth is… Frosty has never faced something that wants to lose itself.”
Samantha turns slightly toward Lilith.
SMOOTH SAMANTHA:
“Lilith… there’s been talk of tension within the Demonic Legion. Fractures. Power struggles. How united is the Legion right now?”
Lilith finally steps forward, placing herself slightly in front of Wilber.
LILITH:
“Tension is not weakness, Samantha.”
“It is pressure.”
She glances back at Wilber, then returns her gaze to the camera.
LILITH:
“Pressure reveals who is worthy… and who will crack.”
A subtle pause.
LILITH:
“The Demonic Legion does not fear division.”
“We cultivate it.”
Wilber grins again — wide this time.
WILBER TOWNSEND:
“And tonight…”
(soft laugh)
“Someone else learns what it feels like to belong.”
Samantha nods, keeping her voice steady.
SMOOTH SAMANTHA:
“Wilber Townsend… Lilith… good luck tonight.”
Lilith gives a polite, chilling nod. Wilber never breaks eye contact with the camera as the shot slowly fades.
Cut back to ringside.
Entrances & Introductions
Celeste Orion:
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!”
She turns toward the entrance ramp as military drums roll through the arena.
Celeste Orion:
“Introducing first… accompanied by the Nutcracker General… representing Nutcracker’s Legion… THE NUTCRACKER CAPTAIN!”
The Nutcracker Captain marches out with rigid precision, jaw set, shoulders squared. The General follows closely, riding crop tucked under his arm, barking silent orders as they reach ringside. The Captain wipes his boots with ceremonial care before stepping through the ropes and snapping to attention in the center of the ring.
Johnny Michaels:
“The Nutcracker Captain has been one of the most disciplined competitors in the Polar Division—textbook fundamentals, relentless pressure.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Finally, a professional, Johnny. None of this spooky nonsense or zoo-adjacent circus acts.”
Celeste waits for the crowd reaction before raising the mic again.
Celeste Orion:
“And his opponent… accompanied by Ace MacDougal and the mascot Flippers… NE-GRO-PO-LIS!”
The lights dip. A low, ominous tone hums through the arena as Negropolis steps onto the stage, coat billowing. Ace walks with him, calm and calculating. Flippers waddles behind, waving enthusiastically to the crowd.
Negropolis steps over the ropes and removes his coat slowly, never taking his eyes off the Nutcracker Captain.
Johnny Michaels:
“Negropolis has momentum coming off earlier chaos tonight—and remember, Eddie, he’s already tangled with Grim Tidings.”
Eddie Ellington:
“I don’t care if he tangled with a snowstorm. Look at this—penguins, trench coats, brooding stares. This is supposed to be competition, not a haunted aquarium.”
Minute 1
Nutcracker Captain presses immediately, but the Nutcracker General creates a distraction at ringside. Negropolis is late to react and gets caught on defense.
Johnny Michaels:
“Early interference forces Negropolis into survival mode.”
Eddie Ellington:
“That’s called strategy, Johnny. Something Negropolis wouldn’t recognize if it kicked him in the ribs.”
Minute 2
Captain attempts another German Suplex—Negropolis reverses, snapping off the Arm Whip of Doom.
Johnny Michaels:
“Beautiful counter! Negropolis turning defense into offense.”
Eddie Ellington:
Lucky. Slippery. Like a penguin on ice.”
Minute 3
Nutcracker Captain regains control with a German Suplex that finally lands clean.
Johnny Michaels:
“That’s the risk—Negropolis absorbed a lot early.”
Eddie Ellington:
“As he should. Gravity hates him almost as much as I do.”
Minute 4
Another German. Negropolis absorbs it, refusing to go down.
Johnny Michaels:
“Durability becoming a factor.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Or stubbornness. There’s a difference.”
Minute 5
Spike Piledriver attempt—Negropolis reverses and hurls Captain to the floor.
Johnny Michaels:
“Throw out of the ring! Smart ring awareness.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Running away doesn’t make you clever, Johnny.”
Minute 6
Captain returns at seven and comes off the ropes with Death From Above.
Johnny Michaels:
“Perfectly timed aerial strike.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Finally, something respectable.”
Minute 7
Both men fire simultaneously—Inverted Cloverleaf meets Black Doom.
Johnny Michaels:
“Simultaneous impact!”
Eddie Ellington:
“Captain had the hold first—should count more.”
Minute 8
German Suplex traded for a Flying Elbow.
Johnny Michaels:
“Neither man giving ground.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Captain’s still cleaner. Negropolis fights like he fell down some stairs and called it training.”
Minute 9
Nutcracker General swings the sceptre—Negropolis blocks and lands a Thrust Kick.
Johnny Michaels:
“He saw it coming this time!”
Eddie Ellington:
“That ref is blind. Absolutely blind.”
Minute 10
Another Cloverleaf attempt—another reversal into Thrust Kick.
Johnny Michaels:
“Negropolis reading the Captain’s playbook.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Or guessing. Guessing works sometimes.”
Minute 11
Snap Suplex by Negropolis.
Johnny Michaels:
“Momentum shifting.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Temporary.”
Minute 12
Olympic Slam swings it back the other way.
Johnny Michaels:
“Nutcracker Captain reasserting control.”
Eddie Ellington:
“That’s how champions carry themselves.”
Minute 13
German Suplex answered by Thrust Kick.
Johnny Michaels:
“This match has turned into attrition.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Captain thrives on it. Negropolis looks tired.”
Minute 14
A long stalemate—then another Cloverleaf/Thrust Kick exchange.
Johnny Michaels:
“They’re running on fumes.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Captain runs on discipline. Negropolis runs on vibes.”
Minute 15
Death From Above lands flush.
Johnny Michaels:
“That could’ve ended it.”
Eddie Ellington:
“It should have.”
Minute 16
Dragon Suplex from Negropolis out of nowhere.
Johnny Michaels:
“What power!”
Eddie Ellington:
“I refuse to compliment that.”
Minute 17
Thrust Kick, near fall.
Johnny Michaels:
“So close!”
Eddie Ellington:
“Captain kicked out because he’s tougher. End of story.”
Minute 18
Yet another Cloverleaf escape.
Johnny Michaels:
“Negropolis refuses to submit.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Stubbornness again.”
Minute 19
Hurricanrana sends the Captain reeling.
Johnny Michaels:
“Speed advantage showing.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Fluke.”
Minute 20
General interferes—Negropolis counters again and nearly ends it.
Johnny Michaels:
“How many times can the Captain survive?”
Eddie Ellington:
“As many as it takes.”
Minute 21
Running Powerslam traded for Snap Suplex—another near fall.
Johnny Michaels:
“This is unbelievable resilience.”
Eddie Ellington:
“The Captain’s winning the war.”
Minute 22
DDT into Black Doom.
Johnny Michaels:
“That’s a turning point!”
Eddie Ellington:
“No. No it isn’t.”
Minute 23
Send to Exile—Ace MacDougal alerts the referee.
Johnny Michaels:
“MacDougal saving this match from chaos.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Oh now that interference is okay?”
Minute 24
German Suplex lands again.
Johnny Michaels:
“Captain finding that opening repeatedly.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Because it works.”
Minute 25
Death From Above collides with Doom Bomb.
Johnny Michaels:
“What impact!”
Eddie Ellington:
Captain kicked out! That’s leadership!”
Minute 26
Another aerial—MacDougal points out the weakness—Negropolis capitalizes.
Johnny Michaels:
“DOOM BOMB AGAIN—HOOKS THE LEG!”
Eddie Ellington:
“No—no—!”
1… 2… 3!
NEGROPOLIS DEFEATS NUTCRACKER CAPTAIN VIA PINFALL AT 26:00
Post-Match Chaos
Grim Tidings storm the ring—Hans Trapp, Knecht Ruprecht, and Belsnickel overwhelm Negropolis and Ace. The Nutcracker Captain and General rejoin the assault.
Knecht stalks toward Flippers, looming—
Johnny Michaels:
“Wait a minute—this is getting out of hand!”
Suddenly—
BIGFOOT’S MUSIC HITS.
The arena erupts as Bigfoot charges the ring, clearing house. Grim Tidings scatter. Bigfoot stands tall with Negropolis and Ace as Flippers claps wildly at ringside.
Eddie Ellington:
“This place has officially lost its mind.”
Johnny Michaels:
“Bigfoot just changed the landscape of the Polar Division!”
Entrances & Introductions
Johnny Michaels:
“Ladies and gentlemen, this match was set in motion last week when Magnus Blackwell put the entire Polar Division on notice—declaring Grondar the Revenant an unstoppable force.”
Eddie Ellington:
“And he wasn’t wrong, Johnny. One win over Rudolph, a deep run in the North Pole Title Tournament, and the only man to slow him down was Santa Claus himself.”
Johnny Michaels:
“Peter Cottontail stepped up to answer that challenge—looking to prove that heart and speed can overcome raw power.”
Celeste Orion:
“Introducing first… accompanied by Magnus Blackwell… representing the Blackwell Syndicate… GRONDAR THE REVENANT!”
Grondar steps onto the stage slowly, eyes locked forward, shoulders broad and unmoving. Magnus Blackwell follows a step behind, cane in hand, smirking as the crowd reacts.
Eddie Ellington:
“Look at him. That’s not a man—that’s an event.”
Celeste Orion:
“And his opponent… PETER COTTONTAIL!”
Peter bursts onto the stage with energy, slapping hands and nodding with determination as he slides into the ring and stares Grondar down.
Johnny Michaels:
“Peter Cottontail has never backed down from a fight—but this may be the toughest test of his Polar Power career.”
Minute 1
Grondar explodes early with THE AFTERMATH, slamming Peter down hard—but Peter fires back immediately with a leaping judo chop that rocks the Revenant.
Johnny Michaels:
“An incredible opening exchange—Grondar with power, Peter with speed!”
Eddie Ellington:
“Speed doesn’t matter when the truck keeps moving.”
Minute 2
Peter presses the advantage, cracking Grondar again with another judo chop, forcing the big man back a step.
Johnny Michaels:
“Peter Cottontail showing no fear whatsoever.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Fear hasn’t caught up yet. It will.”
Minute 3
Peter follows with deep armdrags, keeping Grondar off balance and grounded.
Johnny Michaels:
“Smart strategy—don’t let Grondar set his base.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Temporary inconvenience. Nothing more.”
Minute 4
Peter soars with a flying crossbody, driving Grondar to the mat again.
Johnny Michaels:
“The longer this goes, the more confident Peter Cottontail looks!”
Eddie Ellington:
“Confidence is the first thing Grondar takes away.”
Minute 5
After a brief stalemate, Grondar muscled Peter up into a pumphandle slam—but Peter counters momentum by locking in the Sugar Cane Sleeper.
Johnny Michaels:
“He’s got it cinched in!”
Eddie Ellington:
“Don’t embarrass yourself—Grondar doesn’t submit.”
Grondar powers through, refusing to tap.
Minute 6
Magnus Blackwell distracts the referee as Peter reapplies pressure—but the moment stalls.
Johnny Michaels:
“That distraction may have saved Grondar precious seconds.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Magnus Blackwell managing the battlefield. That’s leadership.”
Minute 7
Grondar finally surges forward with a brutal clothesline, turning the tide.
Johnny Michaels:
“And there it is—the momentum shift.”
Minute 8
Peter attempts another aerial attack, but Grondar counters mid-motion with a crushing side kick.
Eddie Ellington:
“Gravity always wins, Johnny.”
Minute 9
The two trade heavy strikes—European uppercuts from Grondar, knife-edge chops from Peter.
Johnny Michaels:
“Neither man giving an inch!”
Minute 10
Grondar lands another devastating THE AFTERMATH, but Peter somehow fires back with chops instead of collapsing.
Eddie Ellington:
“That’s guts. It’s also a bad idea.”
Minute 11
A spear from Grondar cuts Peter in half—but Peter responds with another leaping judo chop.
Johnny Michaels:
“Incredible resilience from Cottontail!”
Minute 12
Grondar slows the pace with a vertical suplex, trying to sap Peter’s energy.
Eddie Ellington:
“Break him down. Piece by piece.”
Minute 13
Peter lands a turnaround sidekick that staggers Grondar again.
Johnny Michaels:
“Peter refuses to stay down!”
Eddie Ellington:
“He’s just prolonging the inevitable.”
Minute 14
Grondar answers with another crushing vertical suplex, planting Peter firmly.
Minute 15
They trade again—uppercut versus judo chop—neither backing away.
Johnny Michaels:
“This is turning into a war of attrition!”
Minute 16
A clothesline from Grondar collides with a dropkick from Peter—both men crashing down.
Eddie Ellington:
“One of these styles is going to break first.”
Minute 17
Grondar muscles Peter up and slams him with a pumphandle slam.
Johnny Michaels:
“Grondar is taking over now.”
Minute 18
Another European uppercut snaps Peter’s head back.
Eddie Ellington:
“That’s the beginning of the end.”
Minute 19
Grondar delivers one final, thunderous European uppercut and hooks the leg.
Johnny Michaels:
“Cover!”
Referee:
“1… 2… 3!”
GRONDAR THE REVENANT DEFEATS PETER COTTONTAIL VIA PINFALL WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT AT 19:00
Johnny Michaels:
“A hard-fought effort from Peter Cottontail—but tonight belongs to Grondar the Revenant.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Message received, Johnny. The Polar Division has been warned.”
The screen fades in from black.
A low, mournful wind howls. Snow drifts across the lens as a massive timber lodge emerges from the darkness—ancient beams, iron-bound doors, torchlight flickering against carved sigils of wolves, crosses, and hunters long gone.
Inside the lodge, a fire crackles violently.
The camera pushes forward.
JASPER FANG stands alone at first—half-lit by firelight, half-drowned in shadow. His eyes burn with barely contained fury. A wolf’s pelt hangs across his shoulders, the symbol of the White Wolf. He does not blink as he stares directly into the lens.*
The fire snaps louder.
Jasper Fang
(low, controlled… every word deliberate)
“I am Jasper Fang of the Hood Family.”
The camera slowly circles him.
“The progeny of Red Riding Hood.
Son to Garnett Hood.”
A brief cutaway—an old, weathered carving of a wolf pierced by silver.
“Now… bearer of the mantle of the White Wolf.”
Jasper steps closer. The camera tightens.
“Ironfang… you dared to defile my father’s memory. You spoke his name with contempt… and when the time came to answer for it…”
A pause. His jaw tightens.
“You hid.”
The fire flares violently.
“And Big Bad Wolf…”
Jasper turns slightly, addressing something unseen.
“You and your so-called pack—howling in approval, hiding behind numbers, celebrating a coward.”
A sharp inhale.
“You are no better.”
He steps fully into the light now—anger no longer restrained.
“You have pushed me beyond vengeance. Beyond pride. Beyond blood.”
A beat.
“You have driven me to a place I swore I would never return to.”
The camera pulls back as a second figure steps into frame.
Heavy boots on wood.
A long coat.
A presence that changes the air.
VAN HELSING emerges from the shadows, standing beside Jasper Fang—calm, unyielding. In his hands, resting against his chest, is the Convergent Championship, its metal gleaming in the firelight.
The music shifts—deeper, more ominous.
Van Helsing
(measured, resolute)
“The Hunter’s Enclave does not forget.”
He lifts the title slightly.
“We do not forgive.”
Van Helsing looks directly into the camera.
“Big Bad Wolf.
Ironfang.”
A cold smile.
“Next week… on Polar Power…”
He turns his head toward Jasper Fang.
“You will stand across the ring from us.”
Jasper bares his teeth—not a smile, but a warning.
Van Helsing
“Tag team combat.
Hunter… and White Wolf.”
Van Helsing’s grip tightens on the title.
Van Helsing
“Not to prove dominance.”
Jasper Fang
(snarling, overlapping slightly)
“But to end the hunt.”
The two stand shoulder to shoulder as the fire roars behind them.
Van Helsing
(final, absolute)
“Let the Wolf Hunt begin.”
The camera lingers on their silhouettes—hunter and wolf—before cutting hard to black.
[END SEGMENT]
Live Reaction – Commentary Desk
The broadcast fades back from the vignette. The Hunter’s Enclave lodge lingers on the screen for a moment before cutting to the commentary desk.
Johnny Michaels
“Well… if there was any doubt about where Jasper Fang stands now, I think that erased it. Jasper Fang aligning himself with Van Helsing, invoking the Hunter’s Enclave—and issuing a direct challenge to Ironfang and the Big Bad Wolf.”
Eddie Ellington
“Oh please. Spare me the campfire ghost story, Johnny.”
Johnny Michaels
“That wasn’t a story, Eddie. That was a declaration. Next week on Polar Power—Jasper Fang and Van Helsing versus Ironfang and the Big Bad Wolf in tag team action.”
Eddie Ellington
(snorts)
“Yeah, yeah. ‘White Wolf,’ ‘Hunter’s Enclave,’ ‘Let the Wolf Hunt begin.’ I’ve heard tougher threats from kids in ski masks.”
Johnny Michaels
“You’re dismissing this awfully fast.”
Eddie Ellington
“Because I’ve got eyes, Johnny. Big Bad Wolf and Ironfang don’t run from hunters—they maul them. That pack survives because they don’t need speeches or relic titles to prove anything.”
Johnny Michaels
“Still, Eddie—Van Helsing holding the Convergent Title, standing beside Jasper Fang—that’s not symbolic. That’s strategic.”
Eddie Ellington
“Strategic? No. That’s desperate. Jasper Fang couldn’t handle business on his own, so he went crawling back to the lodge to borrow a hunter with a shiny belt.”
Johnny Michaels
“I don’t think Big Bad Wolf or Ironfang are taking this lightly.”
Eddie Ellington
“Oh they’re taking it exactly right—by licking their chops. Because next week, the Wolf Pack doesn’t walk into a hunt…”
(leans in, grinning)
“They turn it into a feeding frenzy.”
Johnny Michaels
“One way or another, Eddie, that match is coming. And the Polar Division just felt the temperature drop.”
Eddie Ellington
“Good. Cold favors the wolves.”
Camera slowly fades out as ominous music swells.
Pre-Match Backstage Beat
Camera catches up in the corridor outside the Demonic Legion dressing room.
Wilber “Terrorfang” Townsend stalks toward the entrance tunnel, jaw clenched, breathing slow and predatory. Lilith walks beside him, her expression tight — focused.
Krampus steps into frame, blocking their path.
Krampus:
“Change of plans.”
Lilith’s eyes narrow.
Lilith:
“You didn’t clear that with me.”
Krampus leans in, voice low, absolute.
Krampus:
“Grinch Heyman accompanies Wilber tonight.”
Lilith bristles.
Lilith:
“This is my charge.”
Krampus straightens, towering.
Krampus:
“I am the Alpha Demon.”
A long beat.
Lilith exhales sharply… then steps aside.
Wilber doesn’t look at either of them — just bares his teeth in a slow, furious grin and keeps walking.
Entrances & Introductions
Johnny Michaels:
“Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for our main event here on Polar Power — the Northern Lights Championship is on the line!”
Eddie Ellington:
“And finally, some gravity in this snow globe of a division.”
Celeste Orion:
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Northern Lights Championship!”
Celeste Orion:
“Introducing first… the challenger… accompanied by Lilith and Paul the Grinch Heyman… WILBER… ‘TERRORFANG’… TOWNSEND!”
Wilber “Terrorfang” Townsend enters first. Lilith walks beside him, while Paul the Grinch Heyman lingers several steps behind, already gesturing and jawing. Wilber ignores both the crowd and the championship belt, his eyes locked on the ring.
Johnny Michaels:
“This man has waited all night for this opportunity.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Frosty should’ve stayed melted, Johnny.”
Celeste Orion:
“And his opponent… from the frozen heart of the North… he is the reigning and defending Northern Lights Champion… FROSTY!”
The champion Frosty enters second, Northern Lights Championship raised high. He pauses on the stage, soaking in the reaction before stepping through the ropes.
Johnny Michaels:
“The champion looks calm, composed, and confident.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Enjoy the walk, Frosty. It’s downhill from here.”
Celeste Orion raises the title high. Referee “Honest” Abe signals for the bell.
Minute 1
Frosty and Wilber collide immediately, Frosty spinning Wilber into the air with the Snow Globe Spin while Wilber clamps on a Rear Chinlock the moment he lands.
Johnny Michaels: “What a physical opening exchange — neither man giving an inch!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wilber let him spin, Johnny. That’s called strategy.”
Minute 2
Frosty drives forward with the Stove Top Hat Headbutt, but Wilber reverses it and cracks Frosty with a Lifting Forearm Smash, only for Frosty to counter again into another Snow Globe Spin that Wilber can’t stop.
Johnny Michaels: “Reversal after reversal — Frosty stays one step ahead!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wilber was feeling him out. This is chess, not checkers.”
Minute 3
Frosty lifts Wilber once more with the Snow Globe Spin, but Wilber answers mid-sequence with a vicious Shortarm Clothesline.
Johnny Michaels: “That clothesline nearly took Frosty’s head off!”
Eddie Ellington: “That’s how you stop a carnival ride, Johnny.”
Minute 4
Wilber rams Frosty hard into the ringpost, the champion unable to defend himself.
Johnny Michaels: “That could change the complexion of this entire match!”
Eddie Ellington: “Good. Frosty needed to be reminded this is a fight.”
Minute 5
Frosty roars back with the Blizzard Buster, slamming Wilber down, but Wilber answers immediately with hammering blows to the back.
Johnny Michaels: “Neither man backing down!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wilber absorbs pain and gives it back better.”
Minute 6
Frosty plants Wilber with the Snowball Slam, Wilber unable to stop the impact.
Johnny Michaels: “Huge powerslam by the champion!”
Eddie Ellington: “All momentum, no damage.”
Minute 7
Frosty crushes Wilber in the corner with the Snowdrift Splash, but Wilber drags him down into a Rear Chinlock.
Johnny Michaels: “Wilber slowing the pace, wearing the champion down!”
Eddie Ellington: “That’s ring IQ, Johnny.”
Minute 8
Frosty goes back to the Snow Globe Spin, but Wilber answers with hammering blows the moment he’s released.
Johnny Michaels: “This has been relentless!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wilber refuses to be controlled.”
Minute 9
Wilber explodes with a Scoop Powerslam, Frosty unable to defend.
Johnny Michaels: “That may be Wilber’s strongest move yet!”
Eddie Ellington: “I told you — this is Wilber’s match.”
Minute 10
Frosty fires back with another Blizzard Buster, but Wilber immediately answers with a Scoop Powerslam of his own.
Johnny Michaels: “Power for power — neither man yielding!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wilber’s landing harder every time.”
Minute 11
Frosty drives Wilber down with the Snowball Slam and goes for the pin, but Wilber kicks out at two.
Johnny Michaels: “So close to retaining the title!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wilber was never beaten.”
Minute 12
Frosty hits yet another Blizzard Buster, but Wilber counters back with a Scoop Powerslam.
Johnny Michaels: “This is incredible endurance!”
Eddie Ellington: “Wilber’s proving Frosty can’t put him away.”
Minute 13
Frosty throws the Frozen Fist, but Wilber answers with a crushing Shortarm Clothesline.
Johnny Michaels: “What impact!”
Eddie Ellington: “That’s the difference between a champion and a monster.”
Minute 14
After repeated deadlocks, Paul the Grinch Heyman strikes, choking Frosty with a cord as Wilber stands nearby.
Johnny Michaels: “Heyman just crossed the line!”
Eddie Ellington: “Heyman was protecting his investment!”
The referee immediately calls for the bell.
Wilber “Terror Fang” Townsend is disqualified due to Paul the Grinch Heyman’s interference.
FROSTY WINS WITH A CHOKE FOE WITH CORD OVER WILBER ‘TERROR FANG’ TOWNSEND VIA DISQUALIFICATION.
Post-Match Chaos
Wilber shoves past Heyman, eyes blazing.
Heyman pleads, hands raised — but Wilber snaps, screaming in rage, storms up the ramp and vanishes backstage.
Lilith remains in the ring, staring daggers at Krampus watching from the shadows.
Johnny:
“Wilber Townsend wanted the championship — and it was ripped away by his own side.”
Eddie:
“He was robbed, Johnny. And you just saw the moment the leash snapped.”
Johnny Michaels:
“What a night here on Polar Power! Championship stakes, bitter rivalries, and lines drawn clearer than ever in the Polar Division.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Clear? Johnny, this place is chaos — and I love it. Wolves circling, hunters making bad decisions, and champions surviving by the skin of their snowman noses.”
Johnny Michaels:
“We saw Grondar the Revenant continue to validate Magnus Blackwell’s warning to the division, putting away Peter Cottontail in a physical, unforgiving contest.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Dominance, Johnny. That’s what that was. Rudolph learned it, Peter learned it — and if Santa’s watching, he should be taking notes.”
Johnny Michaels:
“We also heard a stunning declaration from the Hunter’s Enclave. Jasper Fang aligning himself with Van Helsing, challenging the Wolf Pack head-on.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Oh please. Two hunters walking straight into the jaws of the pack. Big Bad Wolf and Ironfang are going to eat those two alive next week.”
Johnny Michaels:
“And in our main event, Frosty retains the Northern Lights Championship — but not the way anyone wanted.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Don’t say ‘retains’ like it means something. Wilber Terrorfang had that match won until Grinch Heyman tripped over his own ego.”
Johnny Michaels:
“Wilber Townsend left furious, Lilith was sidelined by command, and the Demonic Legion showed deep fractures under pressure.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Fractures heal, Johnny. And when they do, Frosty better be somewhere warm and far away.”
Johnny Michaels:
“And folks, next week promises to be explosive.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Violent. You mean violent.”
Johnny Michaels:
“Van Helsing and Jasper Fang go toe-to-toe with Big Bad Wolf and Ironfang in a massive tag team collision.”
Eddie Ellington:
“The hunt ends early next week. Bet on it.”
Johnny Michaels:
“And in a blockbuster six-man main event — Grim Tidings will stand across the ring from Mean Jack Mason, Negropolis, and Bigfoot.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Now that is a fight worthy of this place. Monsters, legends, and bad intentions everywhere.”
Johnny Michaels:
“For Eddie Ellington, I’m Johnny Michaels — thanking you for joining us tonight.”
Eddie Ellington:
“Sleep tight, Polar Division. The wolves are still out there.”
Johnny Michaels:
“Goodnight from Polar Power!”
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