Live from Fort Bend Epicenter | Rosenberg, TX | Crowd Size: 10,604
SEGMENT ONE
Dynamite opens in a dimly lit room, cluttered with papers, old coffee cups, and an old box-style TV on a rolling stand. Sami Zayn sits in front of, his hair disheveled, bags under his eyes, as if he hasn’t slept in days.
On the TV screen, a grainy VHS tape plays on a loop—the same tape he discovered under Benny’s top hat two weeks ago. The flickering screen illuminates Sami’s face as he stares at it, totally absorbed and mumbling to himself.
Suddenly, the office door opens and the creak of the door doesn’t immediately snap Sami out of his trance. AEW’s Head of Security, the Big Bossman enters, his frame casting a shadow on Sami and the TV. He takes a look to see what Sami’s watching and immediately begins frowning.
Big Bossman: Sami, come on buddy, you need to turn that thing off.
Sami doesn’t respond. His eyes stay glued to the screen as the tape finishes. His hand reaches for the remote, ready to rewind it.
Big Bossman: [crossing his arms] How many times you watched that thing now?
Sami ignores him, his finger hovering over the rewind button. Before he can press it, Bossman steps forward and yanks the plug from the wall. The TV dies with a quiet click.
Sami Zayn: What the hell, Rob?! I was watching that!
Big Bossman: You’ve been watching it non-stop, Sami. You need a break. This ain’t healthy.
Sami rubs his face, frustration and exhaustion mixing in his voice.
Sami Zayn: I’m studying it, alright? I know Benny… his dementia… there’s no way he could pull this off alone. It doesn’t make sense. He’s being puppeteered… I know this is all Danhausen!
Bossman squints at him, crossing his arms tighter.
Big Bossman: Where’s Megan? I ain’t seen her around lately.
Sami hesitates for a beat, his voice dropping to a low whisper.
Sami Zayn: We… haven’t spoken since Dynamite. It’s fine. She’ll come around.
Big Bossman: Boss, if I may… this is all… very concerning.
Before Sami can respond, the door swings open suddenly. Sami jumps, diving under his desk in pure paranoia.
Liv Morgan steps in, smirking as she watches Sami cower beneath the desk. She saunters over, her every movement deliberate and teasing.
Liv Morgan: [softly, with a smirk] Relax, Sami. It’s just me.
Sami peeks out from under the desk, slowly emerging as Liv approaches, her eyes locked on his. She leans against the desk, her tone seductive.
Liv Morgan: I just wanted to thank you… for my Knockouts title shot at Sympathy for the Devil. In six weeks, I’m gonna be the Knockouts Champion. And with you still the World Heavyweight Champion… [Liv leans in closer, whispering into Sami’s ear] We could rule this whole company, together.
Sami shifts uncomfortably, but Liv’s allure pulls him in. She runs a finger across his jawline, a sly smile on her lips.
Liv Morgan: Cheer up, Sami. Tonight’s gonna be a good night.
Without warning, Liv closes the distance and plants a slow, lingering kiss on Sami’s lips. He freezes, his eyes widening in shock. He doesn’t kiss her back—but he doesn’t pull away either. For a moment, it’s clear he’s conflicted, even as Liv pulls back, satisfied.
Liv smiles, giving him a wink before turning to leave. Sami sits there, stunned, his heart racing as he watches her walk out.
Liv Morgan: [to Bossman] See ya later, Rob.
The door shuts behind her, leaving Sami alone, his mind reeling.
At ringside, Arn Anderson and Kevin Kelly welcome us back to Dynamite, live for the first time from Rosenberg, Texas. Kelly says we’re at standing-room only as AEW’s streak of consecutive sellouts continues, and tonight, we’ve got three matches as the road to Sympathy for the Devil continues! Anderson says we’ve got a huge main event tonight, as former friends Kenny Omega and Bryan Danielson finally square off, after being on a collision course for months! Kelly says we’re kicking off with a huge bout, as Roderick Strong of the Undisputed Era is set to go one on one with Will Ospreay!
Match #1 | Exhibition Match
‘The Aerial Assassin’ Will Ospreay vs. Roderick Strong w/ Adam Cole
Roderick Strong is out first, with Adam Cole in his corner. As he awaits the arrival of his opponent, he paces back and forth with intensity, ready for what may be his biggest singles opportunity of his career. Ospreay is out to a huge pop, as Arn Anderson notes that Ospreay has quickly taken AEW by storm, and the fans love him! With big wins over Bryan Danielson and Darby Allin, Ospreay is batting 1000 thus far.
As the bell sounds, Ospreay immediately charges, looking for the Hidden Blade elbow strike. However, Strong ducks it and they break out in a brawl, as the crowd is hot for the opening contest.
Kevin Kelly: An explosive match from the jump, as Strong dodges the Hidden Blade! Now they’re just throwing hands in there!
Arn Anderson: Ospreay’s looking to make a statement before his match with MJF next week, but Roderick Strong is no easy opponent. He’s one of the best pound for pound technicians in the sport, and he’s hungry for his chance to break out.
Ospreay and Strong exchange stiff forearms, before the action spills to the outside. Adam Cole watches on, as referee Lance Storm keeps a close eye on him to make sure nothing fishy happens. Strong charges at Ospreay with a running knee, but Ospreay ducks it, hitting a spinning heel kick. Ospreay climbs to the top of the barricade for a dive, but Cole steps in front of him. Ospreay shrugs before launching himself at both men, taking down Undisputed Era with a crossbody!
Arn Anderson: Ospreay’s fighting a numbers game out there in the early goings!
Strong and Ospreay return to their feet, before exchanging stiff chops. Strong tosses Ospreay into the barricade, but Ospreay flips over it and launches himself back onto Cole, who was just starting to get back to his feet! Lance Storm works to get things under control, but Ospreay and Strong don’t pay much attention to his verbal admonishments.
Ospreay launches himself at Strong, sending him crashing to the protective mat on the outside with a pump dropkick. He grabs Strong by the legs and catapults him head-first into the ring post as Storm finally gives up on talking sense to them and starts with the 10-count.
Storm gets to 6 before Ospreay tosses Storm into the ring, following after him. He tosses him to the ropes and catches him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Adam Cole jumps on the apron and distracts Storm, as Strong slows his pace with a low-blow behind the ref’s back! With Ospreay reeling, he scoops him up onto his shoulders and drops him hard with an electric chair drop! Ospreay lands hard on his neck.
Kevin Kelly: A dangerous landing for Ospreay! He could be seriously hurt.
Strong doesn’t let up, seizing the momentum with punches focusing on Ospreay’s neck. Ospreay barely manages to get back to his feet and the two trade strikes until Strong locks on an abdominal stretch. Ospreay tries to reverse it into a hip toss, but Strong manages to wrestle him to the mat with the Crippler Crossface!
Arn Anderson: That’s what I was talking about with Roderick Strong. Yes, he’s untested and unproven in the big time, but he’s a world class pro-wrestler.
Ospreay rallies, giving it his all and reaching the ropes. Strong lets go of the hold only to follow it up with a backbreaker! He goes for another one, but Ospreay drops him to the mat with a corkscrew kick! Both men fall to the mat, exhausted.
Strong rolls to the corner, and as he stumbles to his feet Ospreay charges at him with Helluva Kick! The move draws a mixed reaction from the crowd, but Anderson doesn’t seem too bothered by it.
Arn Anderson: I wouldn’t read too much into that, folks. Will Ospreay isn’t a Sami Zayn crony, he’s just the type of wrestler who’ll do whatever it takes to put his opponent down.
Ospreay looks to follow up, but Adam Cole is again on the apron for the distraction! This time, Lance Storm has had enough, and he ejects him from ringside!
Kevin Kelly: Kudos to Lance Storm, who’s really stepped up and filled the hole left after Pete the Ref was drafted last June.
With the ringside area finally cleared, Ospreay takes control, catching Strong with a springboard forearm that gets him a near-fall! The two exchange strikes once more, before Ospreay lands an enziguri. He follows it up with a Perfect-plex for another near-fall!
Ospreay climbs to the top rope, but Strong recovers and crotches him on the turnbuckle. Strong climbs up after him, connecting with a thunderous superplex! On the landing, Strong rolls through, hoisting Ospreay up for a torture rack backbreaker! Now it’s Strong who scores the near-fall, but Ospreay manages to kick out in the nick of time!
Kevin Kelly: An incredible start to Dynamite, with two world class athletes giving it their all!
Arn Anderson: This Ospreay kid’s something special, Kevin. But Roderick Strong almost stole this one!
Strong follows up with a gutbuster, before launching himself at Ospreay as he attempts his signature Sick Kick! However, Ospreay counters it to a powerbomb, and both men again collapse to the mat! The crowd chants, “This is awesome!” as both men slowly rise to their feet. In the center of the ring, they trade blows once again before Ospreay lands a hook kick that staggers Strong! Strong fires back with a kick to Ospreay’s knee, lifting him high up for the End of Heartache!
Ospreay flips out of it, and bounces off the top rope, connecting with the OsCutter! The crowd counts along as Ospreay cover him!
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Strong kicks out!
Kevin Kelly: Unbelievable grit and determination from young Roderick Strong!
Ospreay crouches in the corner, signaling for the Hidden Blade. He charges at Strong, who again ducks it, following up with the Olympic Slam. He immediately lifts him back up and knocks the wind out of him with a fireman’s carry gutbuster, followed by the Sick Kick!
Strong covers him, throwing his hand in the air, counting along with Lance Storm as he hooks the leg with his other arm.
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Ospreay kicks out!
Arn Anderson: This is All Elite Wrestling! This is where the best wrestle, and right now, we’re witnessing an absolute clinic!
Frustrated, Strong again lifts Ospreay for the End of Heartache, but Ospreay counters with a lightning-fast poison rana that drops Strong on his head! Strong pops back up, dazed and stumbling, but somehow manages to catch Ospreay in the jaw with a high knee! He lifts Ospreay for the third time, looking for the End of Heartache. Ospreay again flips out, this time following up with the Hidden Blade, knocking Strong out cold!
Ospreay lifts him up, and without hesitation, drops him down with the Storm Breaker! He covers once more as Lance Storm counts…
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3!!!
Kevin Kelly: And Will Ospreay picks up another big win, as the undefeated streak continues!
Arn Anderson: You have to wonder what the war we just witnessed means for Ospreay heading into next Monday night against MJF. MJF can stand toe to toe with the best of them, and if Ospreay’s not at 100 percent, he’s going to be in trouble!
Winner: Will Ospreay
Match Time: 20:01
SEGMENT TWO
In High Minded’s locker room, Matt Riddle, Kevin Nash, Randy Savage and Scott Hall are in the middle of a discussion when Hulk Hogan enters, limping dramatically.
Hulk Hogan: [grimacing in pain] Aw, hell! I just rolled my joint, brothers!
Riddle’s eyes light up like a kid on Christmas morning, as he instantly perks up.
Matt Riddle: [grinning] Yo! Let’s smoke it, bro!
Hogan glares, his nostrils flaring in frustration. Nash chuckles, tossing a towel over his shoulder as Hall shakes his head, amused by the interaction.
Hulk Hogan: My ankle, you idiot! Not that kind of joint.
The room explodes with laughter, except for Riddle, who looks genuinely confused.
Matt Riddle: Oh… bummer, dude.
As Hulk continues limping towards the couch, Midget Hogan enters, with his chest puffed out.
Scott Hall: [grinning, raising an eyebrow] Well, look who finally gave in and said “yes” to the big lady! We thought you’d never cave!
Kevin Nash: Congrats, Little Man, I knew she’d eventually wear you down.
Midget Hogan: Yeah, what can I say? I’m in love, boys. Couldn’t let this one slip away.
The guys chuckle as Midget Hogan puffs out his chest again, as if he’s about to make a grand proclamation.
Midget Hogan: I’m still working on my jealousy issues, but when you’re fiancee’s got more curves than a racetrack, it sort of comes with the territory. I can’t help get a little frustrated when dudes are practically drooling every time we go out in public.
Randy Savage: [nodding] Ohhh yeah, brother. Gotta mark your territory. I used to do it with Liz all the time, and look how that… wait, never mind, that’s probably not a good example.
Kevin Nash: So, when’s the big day? You locking it down soon?
Midget Hogan: October 28, at Sympathy for the Devil. Six weeks… six weeks to decide on my best man and groomsmen.
He glances around like he’s sizing up the battlefield, tapping his chin as if he’s contemplating a life or death decision.
Midget Hogan: Now, as much as I’d love to have all you boys stand with me, I can’t. Weddings are expensive, and we have to keep it lean and mean—just like Lady Love’s wardrobe. If I invite too many people, she’ll rip me a new one.
Randy Savage: Expensive? Aren’t you Millionaire Midget Hogan?
Midget Hogan sighs dramatically.
Midget Hogan: Yeah, well, that was a long time ago. Before all of this inflation. Nowadays, I’m more like Middle Class Midget Hogan.
The guys laugh, except for Matt Riddle, who leans in enthusiastically, as if he’s waiting for a handout.
Matt Riddle: Bro, I’d be honored to be your best man! You know we’ve got that connection, right?
Midget Hogan turns to him, his face serious like a stern principal.
Midget Hogan: Yeah, that’s not happening. You’re not even in the running.
Matt Riddle: [looking hurt] Bro, what? We’re tight, man!
Midget Hogan: You’re always pissing me off, Riddle. All those times we argued? You think that’s best man material?
Matt Riddle: [surprised] You’re holding a grudge over some playful banter?
Midget Hogan: I don’t play when it comes to my wedding, Riddle.
Riddle slumps back like he just got grounded, while Hulk Hogan is still fumbling with his ankle, groaning as he massages it.
Hulk Hogan: [muttering] Does anyone have anything for this ankle? It’s swelling up bad, brothers! P
Matt Riddle: Check my bag, I think I’ve got some ibuprofen.
Hogan hobbles over to Riddle’s gym bag, and digs through it for a moment. Suddenly he pulls out a giant pair of women’s underwear, the fabric billowing like a parachute.
Scott Hall: [smiling] Whoa, whoa. I didn’t realize you were into the plus-sized ladies, Riddle.
Everyone starts laughing, as Riddle’s eyes widen like saucers.
Matt Riddle: [shouting, panicked] Bro! Put this back! Those belong to my girlfriend!
Nash is practically in tears as Hulk Hogan waves the underwear around like a flag.
Kevin Nash: Ah yes, your mystery girlfriend! Looks like she’s packin’ a whole lotta love, man!
Scott Hall: [grinning] Yeah, you didn’t tell us you were into big girls! Is that why you’re keepin’ her a secret?
Riddle, red-faced and flustered, storms out of the locker room, snatching the underwear from Hulk Hogan as he leaves. His voice cracks as he mutters something about boundaries before slamming the door behind him, the rest of High Minded still dying of laughter, tears rolling down their face.
Randy Savage: [to Riddle as he’s leaving] It’s okay Matt, you know what they say. More cushion for the pushin’, oh yeahhh!
Midget Hogan is the only one he remains serious, never cracking a smile at the rest of the group’s antics. He looks as if he’s a man on a mission as he demands their attention once more.
Midget Hogan: [shouting over the laughter] Forget him! We’ve got a wedding to plan, boys! Stay focused!
The room gradually quiets down, the guys wiping their eyes and straightening up as Midget Hogan pulls out a clipboard like a military commander about to lead his troops into battle.
Midget Hogan: [serious] Alright. Best man, groomsmen, tuxes—let’s get this figured out before Lady Love comes down on me like a wrecking ball. We’ve only got six weeks, and I don’t have time to play emotional babysitter.
Hulk Hogan: [grumbling] I just hope I can make it down the aisle with this ankle.
Scott Hall: Don’t worry, we’ll drag your ass out there if we have to.
They all laugh again, but Midget Hogan is still all business. He points at each of them like a drill sergeant, determined to pull off the wedding of the century—or at least survive long enough to say ‘I do.’ The scene fades as he starts assigning each of the remaining High Minded members a role in the upcoming ceremony.
Backstage, AEW Correspondent Renee Young is standing by with the AEW Tag Team Champions, A-Town Down Under.
Renee Young: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guests at this time, the AEW Tag Team Champions, A-Town Down Under! Austin, Grayson, thank you for joining me. Now, two weeks ago on Dynamite, during your first title defense, it seemed as if there was a little tension between the two of you. I’ve got to ask, is everything okay with the champs?
Theory and Waller exchange a look, not even trying to hide the fact that they’re eyeing Renee up and down. Waller leans in close, grinning sleazily.
Austin Theory: [with a cocky grin] Oh, tension? Nah, Renee. That’s just how winners operate. We’ve got a lot of fire, but at the end of the day, we’re solid. You know what else is solid? You, Renee.
Waller nudges Theory, smirking as if they’re sharing an inside joke.
Grayson Waller: [leaning in closer to Renee, almost whispering] Yeah, real solid. Tell you what, Renee, after this interview, why don’t we grab some drinks? You know, celebrate the champs in style.
Renee’s professional smile falters for a brief second as she shifts, clearly uncomfortable.
Renee Young: [with a cold, icy tone] Uh, no thanks. Let’s keep this interview on track, shall we?
The mood shifts immediately. Waller and Theory’s smirks fade, and their expressions turn nastier. Theory lets out a low chuckle, shaking his head like he can’t believe what he’s hearing.
Austin Theory: [mocking] No thanks, huh? Wow, Renee. Didn’t realize you were too good for the champs.
Grayson Waller: [sarcastically] Yeah, I mean, who’d want to have fun with the two guys holding all the gold, right? Bet you’d be all over us if we were the ‘right kind’ of guys, huh?
Renee shoots them both a cold glare, clearly irritated now, but still keeping her composure as best she can.
Renee Young: [firmly] Let’s get back on topic, please. What’s next for you two as tag team champions?
Grayson Waller: What’s next? We’re taking over this whole division. Doesn’t matter who steps up, they’re going down. But let’s be real, Renee, you didn’t care about that, did you? I mean, what’s a girl like you even doing here? Interviewing us when you could be—oh, wait. Guess someone’s gotta work, right?
Renee’s eyes widen in shock at the blatant insult, but before she can say anything, Theory chimes in with a mean-spirited chuckle.
Austin Theory: [mockingly] Oh, come on, Grayson. Maybe she’s just not used to being around real men. I bet she’s still thinking about that rodent she used to crush on.
Waller grins nastily, following Theory’s lead.
Grayson Waller: Oh, that’s right! Didn’t you sleep with a mouse? Talk about low standards, Renee! And don’t even get me started on that husband of yours… I bet it’s hard for you, being around two real men.
Renee’s fists tighten around her microphone, visibly irritated, but she pushes forward, trying to keep the interview on track.
Renee Young: Well, I see professionalism isn’t your strong suit. Let’s move on. What’s next for A-Town Down Under?
Theory smirks, brushing off her irritation as if it’s nothing.
Austin Theory: What’s next? Easy. We’re gonna go down in history as the greatest AEW Tag Team Champions ever. No one’s touching us. That’s why we’re issuing an open challenge for next Monday on Dynamite. Any team dumb enough to think they can take us on, step up and get embarrassed.
Waller’s sneer grows as he leans in, delivering one final insult.
Grayson Waller: Yeah, and maybe next time you get a chance to interview the champs, you’ll dress up a bit. Put on some makeup. Maybe spend the next week or so thinking why all the men in your life leave?
Theory laughs as they both turn and walk off, leaving Renee standing there, fuming but holding her composure as best she can.
Renee Young: Unbelievable…
The scene fades out with Renee shaking her head in frustration.
Back at ringside, Arn Anderson notes that the tag champs are getting along better than they did two weeks ago, united in their embarrassment from Renee Young’s rejection of their advances. Kevin Kelly says Renee Young did a good job maintaining her composure, and calls the champs “schoolboys” who can’t take no for an answer. They switch gears, as we prepare for our next bout.
Match # 2 | Exhibition Match
The Samoan Connection (Umaga & Yokozuna) vs. The Street Sharks (Slammer & Rip)
As the bell sounds, the crowd buzzes as they await the two powerhouse tag teams clashing in the center of the ring in what’s sure to be a battle of sheer strength and brutality.
Kevin Kelly: The Street Sharks have been tearing through the competition, but this is no ordinary fight. The Samoan Connection brings size, power, and a legacy of dominance.
Arn Anderson: That’s right, Kevin. The former tag team champions are not going to go down without a fight. The tag division in BWM Inc. has never been this strong. We’ve got two of the most imposing teams in the history of this company, and they’re ready to tear each other apart. And let’s not forget, just a few weeks ago, Paul Heyman approached the Samoan Connection, asking about Roman Reigns. We haven’t seen Roman since July, and the last time we did, he wasn’t happy with how things were falling apart for the Bloodline.
The match starts with Slammer squaring off against Umaga. The two behemoths circle each other before they lock up, both trying to overpower the other. Slammer manages to gain the early advantage, shoving Umaga into the corner. But Umaga explodes out with a headbutt, sending Slammer stumbling back.
Kevin Kelly: Slammer and Rip are used to being the biggest men in the ring, but Umaga isn’t that much smaller. That thunderous headbutt proves the Samoan Connection aren’t afraid of the Street Sharks.
Arn Anderson: For once, the Street Sharks are dealing with a team that can almost match their size and strength. This is a real test for them.
Umaga follows up with a barrage of heavy strikes, hammering Slammer with punches and chops. He whips Slammer into the ropes, looking to hit a Samoan Drop, but Slammer counters, slipping out and delivering a massive clothesline that staggers Umaga.
Slammer tags in Rip, and the two Street Sharks double-team Umaga, hitting a huge double shoulder tackle that sends the Samoan warrior crashing to the mat. Rip stomps away on Umaga, keeping him grounded.
Rip continues to control the pace, delivering a series of powerful strikes before hitting a belly-to-belly suplex on Umaga, sending the big man flying across the ring. Rip drags Umaga to their corner and tags Slammer back in. Together they lift Umaga up, dropping him with a double suplex.
Arn Anderson: It’s so rare to see anyone toss Umaga around like a cruiserweight. You know that just has to be getting inside his head.
Umaga manages to stumble to his corner, tagging in his much larger cousin. Yokozuna steps in, and immediately steamrolls Rip with a running splash into the corner. Rip slumps down as Yokozuna continues his assault, hitting a thunderous leg drop that leaves the crowd gasping.
Kevin Kelly: That’s almost 600 pounds coming down on Rip! The Street Sharks may be in trouble here.
Yokozuna drags Rip toward the middle of the ring, signaling for his Banzai Drop, but Rip manages to roll out of the way at the last second, causing Yokozuna to crash hard into the canvas!
Rip crawls desperately, finally making the tag to Slammer just as Yokozuna gets to his feet. Slammer charges in, hitting Yokozuna with a series of punches, wearing him down. But Yokozuna stands firm, blocking a punch and delivering a headbutt that sends Slammer reeling.
Umaga rushes back in and looks to deliver the Samoan Spike. He lines up Slammer, but Rip charges him from out of nowhere, cutting off Umaga with a massive spear! The crowd explodes as Rip and Umaga spill out of the ring, leaving Slammer and Yokozuna alone in the ring.
Slammer, showing off his incredible strength, manages to scoop Yokozuna up onto his shoulder, slamming him down with a bodyslam that shakes the entire ring! The crowd erupts into a frenzy as Slammer signals to the top rope.
Kevin Kelly: Are you kidding me?! Slammer just bodyslammed Yokozuna! And now—no way—Slammer’s going to the top rope!
Slammer climbs to the top, measuring Yokozuna. With the crowd on their feet, Slammer leaps off, delivering the Skull Crushing Superpunch, driving his fist into Yokozuna’s skull. He immediately covers, as the ref counts.
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Kevin Kelly: What a match! Four, big meaty men, slapping the hell out of one another! The Street Sharks just proved they can take down the best of the best. Slammer bodyslamming Yokozuna—that’s a moment we’ll never forget!
Arn Anderson: These two are on a warpath, Kevin. The tag division’s never been hotter, and if I were one of the teams standing in their way, I’d be real nervous right now.
Kevin Kelly: The Bloodline’s series of bad luck continues with another loss, and you have to wonder what Roman Reigns is thinking of all this, wherever he is.
Arn Anderson: There are a lot of questions surrounding the Bloodline, Kevin. But tonight, the focus is on the Street Sharks. These two are barreling their way toward the AEW Tag Team Championship, and after what we saw tonight, I don’t think anyone wants to stand in their way.
Winners: The Street Sharks (Slammer & Rip)
Match Time: 8:05
SEGMENT THREE
The streets of Brooklyn are quiet, the city illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights. Hook walks alone, his hoodie up, hands in his pockets, moving with a calm intensity. His eyes are sharp, scanning the familiar surroundings of his hometown, but his mind is elsewhere—focused on revenge.
Hook: [voiceover] This is where I’m from. Where my father built his legacy. Taz wasn’t just some commentator—he was a fighter. A warrior. And you, Gunther, you crossed a line you shouldn’t have. You and that lapdog, Ludwig Kaiser… you put your hands on him, and now, you’re gonna pay for it.
He walks past a row of old brick buildings, his steps steady, almost methodical. The sound of his footsteps echoes in the night, a reminder of his presence in the quiet streets. Hook stops at a corner, looking out over the Brooklyn skyline, the bridge in the distance. His fists clench inside his pockets.
Hook: [voiceover] You think you’re tough because you hold a title? You think that chair shot made you the man? Gunther, you’ve never been to war like I have. Brooklyn raised me different. And when I find you, when I get you in that ring… I’m not stopping at revenge. I’m breaking you.
He turns, heading down an alleyway, his footsteps quickening, the look in his eyes cold and focused.
Hook: [voiceover] You hurt my father. Now, I’m coming to hurt you. Gunther… Kaiser… this isn’t gonna be about titles. Beat me if you can. Survive if I let you.
The camera zooms in on Hook’s face as he pulls his hoodie tighter, the shadow of Brooklyn behind him as he disappears into the night.
Back at ringside, Arn Anderson and Kevin Kelly discuss the ongoing building feud between Gunther and Hook. Anderson says Gunther took things too far last week when he attacked Taz, and says the cold-hearted handsome devil is definitely coming for revenge. They promote Friday’s episode of Chaos, in which Athena Star puts the Knockouts Championship on the line against Paige in their first meeting ever, and Hook will take on Ludwig Kaiser! Plus, we’ll hear from Megan Mouse-Zayn for the first time since Sami snapped at her two weeks ago on Dynamite. Kevin Kelly muses about how she’ll react to the kiss Liv Morgan planted on her husband earlier tonight, and says he can’t wait for Chaos.
Match #3 | Exhibition Match
‘The American Dragon’ Bryan Danielson vs. Kenny Omega
As the introductions are made, Anderson and Kelly discuss the history between these two men, which dates back to the beginning of All Elite Wrestling when AJ Styles, Bryan Danielson, Kenny Omega, and Adam Page were all still friends. Anderson says this is a PPV-caliber main event, and is a huge treat to Dynamite fans around the world.
Kevin Kelly: Absolutely, Arn. Bryan Danielson is looking to bounce back from his loss to Will Ospreay at Aftershock, and what a challenge he faces tonight in Kenny Omega.
Arn Anderson: Danielson’s gotta be frustrated after that loss, but Omega’s been on a tear since defeating Hangman Adam Page, and he’s building a lot of momentum.
The two lock up, with Omega gaining the early advantage by backing Danielson into the ropes and delivering a sharp knife-edge chop to the chest. Danielson winces but quickly retaliates with a vicious kick to Omega’s midsection, sending him to the mat. They reset, circling once more as the crowd gets even louder.
Kevin Kelly: Omega showboating a bit after that chop, but Danielson’s kicks are lethal. You don’t want to let him start picking you apart.
The match picks up pace as both men go back and forth with technical holds and counters, moving into the corner for an exchange of chops and kicks. Danielson lands a beautiful back body drop, sending Omega tumbling outside. Without missing a beat, Danielson charges and hits a suicide dive, smashing Omega into the barricade.
Arn Anderson: That’s vintage Danielson right there, taking the fight to the outside. He’s gotta stay on Omega and keep up the pressure.
Back in the ring, Danielson focuses his attack on Omega’s arm, locking in a tight armbar and stomping viciously on the limb. Omega fights back with a running knee to the ribs and a stiff kick to Danielson’s back, but the American Dragon quickly counters with a flurry of European uppercuts.
Kevin Kelly: Both these men have faced adversity recently, and the stakes are high. And let’s remember, Page was in the audience, clapping… and drinking while watching Omega beat Pac last Friday.
Arn Anderson: Page and Omega have history, but so do Danielson and Omega. Every shot they’re landing has nearly two years worth of frustration behind it.
Danielson lands a devastating corner dropkick, then ascends to the top rope for a massive super hurricanrana, bringing Omega crashing down for a close two-count. Omega, however, fires back with a standing hurricanrana of his own, sending Danielson outside. Not wasting any time, Omega sprints across the ring and nails a beautiful running flip dive, crashing into Danielson on the floor.
Kevin Kelly: This is what makes Kenny Omega so dangerous—he can match Danielson technically, but he’s also fearless when it comes to taking risks.
Back in the ring, the two trade pin attempts until Danielson locks in Cattle Mutilation, drawing a huge reaction from the crowd. Omega struggles but manages to make it to the ropes, forcing the break.
Arn Anderson: Danielson has proven time and time again that he can pull a submission out of nowhere, and Omega’s lucky he got to the ropes.
The action moves to the apron, where Danielson lands a brutal top rope dropkick to Omega’s chest. He lines up for his signature Yes Kicks, but Omega ducks the final one and counters with a snapdragon suplex, sending Danielson skidding across the apron. Omega rolls up the ramp and charges for a long-distance V-Trigger, crashing into Danielson with a sickening thud!
Omega takes control, rolling Danielson back into the ring. He follows up by delivering a buckle bomb that leaves Danielson hanging on the apron. Omega pulls him back in and goes for a dragon superplex, but Danielson slips out, hitting a belly-to-back superplex of his own, though Omega lands awkwardly on Danielson’s arm.
Danielson bridges into a reverse fisherman’s suplex for a close two-count, but Omega responds with a top rope dragon superplex of his own, dropping Danielson hard. Omega signals for the One Winged Angel, but Danielson flips out, hitting a poisonrana to counter. With Omega stunned, Danielson delivers a sickening kick to the head.
Omega regains control briefly with a series of heavy strikes, but misses a Phoenix Splash from the top rope. Danielson capitalizes, smashing Omega with more kicks to the head, leaving Omega dazed. Danielson grabs Omega’s arms, raining down vicious stomps on his face before transitioning into the LeBell Lock.
Kevin Kelly: Bryan Danielson has Kenny Omega right where he wants him!
Omega struggles but manages to reach the ropes once more, forcing the break. Danielson looks frustrated as he lines up for a running knee in the corner. Omega, with perfect timing, hits a V-Trigger out of nowhere, sending Danielson crashing into the turnbuckles. Both men are exhausted, exchanging brutal strikes and headbutts as the match reaches its climax.
Suddenly, the crowd starts to stir. Hangman Adam Page, bottle in hand, hops over the barricade and rushes into the ring, catching both Omega and Danielson off guard. Without hesitation, he smashes the Jack Daniels bottle over Omega’s head, then quickly turns and cracks Danielson over the skull as well, laying both men out!
Arn Anderson: What the hell is Hangman doing?! He’s snapped!
Referee Michael McMahon has no choice but to call for the bell, as the crowd showers Page in boos for interrupting this classic battle.
Kevin Kelly: The audience is letting Hangman know how they feel right now, but Hangman doesn’t care! He’s laying out both of his former friends!
As blood pours from Omega and Danielson’s head, Page stands over their fallen bodies, looking demented. Hangman glares down at the destruction he caused, then takes a long swig from what remains of the bottle, before throwing it down and walking away.
Winner: No Contest
Match Time: 29:59
Kevin Kelly: Has Hangman Adam Page lost his mind?
Arn Anderson: Hangman’s been holding onto this anger for a long time, and now it’s boiling over. But damn, who’s going to stop him now?
Kevin Kelly: Unfortunately, folks, we’re all out of time! Thank you for joining us, and we will see you on Friday night for Chaos!
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