FFW Future Shock S9E5

[Adam Grant]

(Special thanks to Cori)

Femme Fatale Wrestling
Presents
A Shooting Star Production
FFW Future Shock
Season Nine, Episode Three
March 8, 2013

The FFW logo flashes across the screen briefly as “Written In The Stars” as performed by Tinie Tempah and Eric Turner begins to play before a helicopter is shown flying above the Los Angeles skyline in the middle of the day. The camera zooms in on one rooftop as we see April Evans cracking her knuckles in preparation, another rooftop shows Mel Avilo bouncing on the balls of her feet, waving the camera forward. Another skyscraper roof finds Jennifer Williams jumping off a wall in a parkour style, nodding her head. Arabella Black stands atop another building, looking up to the sky with a wide smile on her face. A rather old and worn out looking roof finds Raven Wicked glaring in contempt towards the camera. And the final image is that of Desirae Kain rolling her shoulders and holding up one finger. The chopper image pans out before we see the faces of all six women fill the screen before the Future Shock Season of Champions logo appears on the screen.

The next image is the exterior of the Hammerstein Ballroom as we are quickly taken inside to a thunderous roar from a few thousand fans in the arena. The camera pans around to show the Ultimate X rigging set up above the ring, panning the ramp and then through the crowd again before we go ringside with the hosts for the season.

Mark: In the heart of New York City inside the historic Hammerstein Ballroom here in Manhattan on the biggest night in the history of Future Shock, we welcome you to the season finale of the Season of Champions! A night where a rivalry that has lasted over a year may finally be decided here on this live edition of Future Shock! I’m Mark, alongside as always, Lyn Dallins!

Lyn: Glad to be here as always, especially to watch the end result to this esteemed and very impressive little season. Especially with it ending in Ultimate X.

Mark: A night of firsts! No episode of Future Shock has ever been aired live in front of a crowd like this here in New York City! Not to mention Ultimate X, a first for FFW! And there you see it...

The camera pans up to the center of the cables as we see the Season 9 Championship hanging in place, shining brightly.

Mark: The Season of Champions title, gold and platinum and worth a small fortune at a little over ten grand! But as beautiful as that title is, it’s a gateway to a chance to win the biggest prize in the sport of women's wrestling, the FFW Championship!

Lyn: An instant ticket to a match with the FFW Champion, in this case Isabella Pazzini. I see the potential in both women to become the champion.

Mark: Let’s not wait a second longer!

The camera heads up to the ring as Cory Kincaid awaits, dressed in a tuxedo.

Cory: The following contest is for the FFW Future Shock Season of Champions title, with the winner earning a shot at the FFW Championship! And it will be contested in....ULTIMATE X!!

This draws a roar from the live crowd.

Cory: The rules are as follows. There are no count outs. No disqualifications. The only way to win is to retrieve the title from overhead!

Lyn: Which means there could be weapons. Viewer discretion is advised.

The opening of "Nonchalant" blasts over the speakers in the Hammerstein Ballroom and out from the backstage area bounces Desirae Kain. She walks down the entrance aisle, slapping the hands of the screaming New York City fans before reaching the ringside area. She pauses a moment, staring at the cables and the title above the ring before she hops up onto a kneeling position on the apron. She eyes the title again, this time from a more closer vantage point before she finally leaps over the ropes and into the ring to cheers. She backs into her corner, waving to some of the fans in the ringside seats as her music dies down.

Cory: Introducing first, she hails from Eze, France! She is the Future Shock Season Four Champion! Please welcome......DESIRAE KAIN!!!

Mark: Desirae Kain, who walked back into FFW just barely a week before this season began, proved why she was a Future Shock Champion! Kain didn’t win a single fan vote, except for the one that counted the most! And you can see her face, her eyes with laser focus on that title!

Lyn: A woman who started off as an unlikely candidate for Future Shock, never the most popular as our host has pointed out now stands tall, so close to becoming Champion of Champions, and even possibly beyond that... However before that she’s gotta once more try and beat the likes of THIS woman...!

The lights go dark in the arena. All we see are four coloured tubes of light coming from the entrance way, which form a sort of angular tunnel in front of it. Then, “Battle Ready” by Otep blasts out of the PA as fire billows up from the stage. The lights flicker on and off, revealing the tubes of light are being held up by the four other members of Phoenix - Mel Avilo, Gigante, Ignis & Hayley Dark. Arabella Black walks out to cheers from the crowd, a hooded black top covering her head and ring attire, and she walks underneath the guard of light tube honour presented by her stablemates. She then flips her head back, raising her arms up as pyros blast out of the stage and up the sides of the video wall as the lights come on fully.

Arabella shares hugs with her four stablemates, before flipping her hood back and charging the ring. She dives under the bottom rope and bounces the ropes at the far side, before running up the turnbuckle, shaking the X rope with one hand and fist pumping with the other. The other Phoenix girls make their way to the back as Arabella hops down, and does the same at the opposite turnbuckle.

Cory: And her opponent, she hails from Firenze, Italy! Representing Phoenix, she is the Future Shock Fight Night Cup winner! Please welcome......ARABELLA BLACK!!

Mark: Every member of Phoenix essentially lighting the path for Arabella Black as she is about to compete in the biggest match of her young career! Arabella hasn’t won a single Future Shock Championship, but tonight she could damn well win the most important one!

Lyn: They are quite the faction of power, Phoenix... It’s a little chilling actually but we could be looking at the future, Mark. Imagine Black as FFW Champion, Gigante as Ultraviolance Champion, Hayley and Ignis still the Unity Champions, and Mel Avilo as the Television Champion.

A dueling chant of “Let’s Go, Desi!” and “Let’s Go, Bella!” is heard rumbling through the venue as the two women look around the arena at all the fans cheering them on.

Mark: The biggest match of their careers. And this crowd is split right down the middle, so it would appear!

Lyn: And here... We... Go!

Referee Jennifer Stringer calls for the bell. Arabella charges out of the corner, tackling Kain to the ground with a double leg takedown and unloading on her with straight right hands to the head one after another after another. Kain barely gets her hands up in time as Arabella continues to fire away before Kain shakes her off. As the French beauty gets to her feet, Black pounces on her again with a clothesline to the back of the head before rolling her onto her back and resuming right where she left off with those right hand shots. Kain doesn’t get a chance to cover up as much time as Arabella jerks her to her feet and whips her hard into the turnbuckle. Kain’s body ricochets almost on impact before Black storms in again with a huge clothesline that lifts her off her feet in that corner. Arabella’s face was furious as she jerked Kain back out, whipping her so hard into the far corner that Black fell to the mat before Kain struck back first into the second set of turnbuckles.

Lyn: Very nice double leg takedown by... Wait, very nice right hands by... Off on the clothesline and... Well another clothesline and... Black, hold still so I can comment on you doing it! Never seen her get that fast on the offense!

Mark: Black with furious velocity sending Kain into those turnbuckles! She whipped her so hard, she lost her own balance! For Arabella, this isn’t a match. It’s a straight up fight, and she’s damn sure winning right now!

Arabella charged headfirst towards the corner, delivering a shoulder tackle to Kain’s body that once more lifted her feet off the mat on impact before she shot her into the original corner. And again, Arabella’s force took her to her own knees when Desirae struck back first into the corner. Black’s face was still livid as she ran towards the corner, climbing the ropes and going for a Frankensteiner. But Kain’s hands held onto the ropes and Arabella landed on the back of her head on the mat!

Lyn: And she crashes and burns! Desirae’s going to take distinct advantage of this!

Kain drops to her knees in the corner, clutching at her lower back with obvious pain etched in her face.

Mark: I’m sure she would love to, but her back has been introduced to those turnbuckles again and again.

Desirae looked over to see Arabella clutching the back of her head on the mat before she glanced up to the title overhead and shook her own head with an angry etched on her features before she crawled over to Arabella. Kain began to return the favor with the right blows one after another after another before she pulled her to her feet and sent her in for the ride. Black rebounded as Kain backed up, and went for a leap frog. But Kain didn’t duck her head and instead used both hands to catapult her higher overhead as Black sailed over the top rope and landed on the floor around ringside instead!

Mark: Arabella tried a leap frog, but Kain wasn’t having it and literally sent the Fight Night Cup winner on a spiral to the floor!

Lyn: That was friggin’ wicked! Kain literally shot herself OVER Black aerial attack! I guess this is Desirae’s way of saying don’t try to outfly a high-flyer!

Arabella tried to gather herself on the floor as Kain glanced down to her. The Future Shock Champion waited for a few seconds as the brunette began to get up and then took off for the far side. Kain was almost in a dead sprint as she launched herself to the top rope and catapulted herself off into a double knee drop that caught Black right in the chest and sent her crashing into the floor. Kain got back to her feet, and and headed for the scaffolding in the nearest corner before she began to climb skywards towards the cable.

Lyn: Flying knees to the chest of Arabella and don’t be surprised if she’s going to have bruised ribs tomorrow! it looks like Desirae Kain’s trying to hurry and not linger!

Mark: Kain’s heading up the scaffolding! This one could well be in the books now!

She made it all the way up to the cable, reaching for it and starting to traverse it hand over hand like she was on monkey bars. She had her eyes on the prize as she moved forward slowly, obviously not used to this environment. Meanwhile Arabella began to get to her feet on the floor, rolling back into the ring. Kain got about halfway down the cable before Arabella grabbed her feet overhead, with Kain trying to shake her loose.

Mark: Desirae is halfway to the promised land, but Arabella’s got her feet! And she is literally dangling several feet above this mat!

Lyn: This could end in about sixty-seven different ways and all of them are brutal. Wait... Sixty-eight.

With one powerful jerk, Black yanked Kain down from the cable into an elevated Alabama Slam, spiking the champion onto the mat with a vicious smack! Standing over her, she pulled her to her feet and hoisted her up into a standing vertical suplex before she just walked out from under her, letting Kain drop head first towards the mat. Black pointed to the title overhead as the crowd cheered her on.

Lyn: I’m not sure if that was an especially nasty vertical suplex or an accidental brainbuster!

Mark: Whatever it was, it’s created an opening and Arabella’s taking it!

Black climbed the turnbuckle, standing up and leaping skyward as she managed to wrap one hand around the cable when her other lost its grip. Her eyes widened as a gasp fell over the crowd before she tried to grab it with her other hand. Blinking and focusing her eyes on the title halfway across from her, she began to walk herself hand over hand just like Kain. As she moved in about three feet, Kain had gotten back to her feet as Desirae jumped up and wrapped her arms around Arabella’s legs and pulling her feet up to act as an anchor!

Mark: Kain’s left her feet, she’s like a damn anchor! That’s one way to bring her down.....

Lyn: Yep... Once more I must restate, this will not end well. Deja vu? I think so.

Mark: Wait a minute....

With Kain hooked around her legs and dangling above the ring, Arabella’s hands went almost blood red, but she gritted her teeth and threw another hand forward....taking Kain with her!

Lyn: ...I’m not sure whether to be impressed or slightly disturbed. Black is literally carrying herself and Kain to the center.

Mark: I have never seen anything like this! She can’t possibly go the whole distance like this!

Kain looked up to see Arabella still trying to move forward and began to climb up her like a rope with her arms and legs wrapped around her body. It almost looked like a bearhug and a leg scissors as Kain went eye level with Black, headbutting her in the face and causing Arabella’s hand to let go. And with a violent jerk of her body, Kain let go of her Arabella’s waist with her legs and sent her flying with a belly to belly suplex! Black launched forward with her feet smacking the title before she crashed into the mat about the same time as Kain did, but Kain got back up!

Lyn: Well ladies and gentlemen, that crumpled mess on the mat is Arabella Black, and the sound you’re hearing...

Desirae crawled towards her, wrapping her arms around Black’s head and quickly applying an anaconda vice. Arabella didn’t offer a lot of movement to begin with, but tried to reach for the ropes out of instinct and managing to grab them as Kain cinched the hold in tighter as a result.

Mark: Anaconda vice, and Black’s got the ropes out of instinct! But there’s nothing the referee can do, and Kain’s strategy is all too clear! Put Black to sleep, and go get that title!

Lyn: Very cunning strategy on the part of Desirae Kain! If Black’s out like a light, then she will not stop Kain for victory. Simple as that!

Kain continued to clench the hold, squeezing for all she was worth as Black’s movements began to get more lethargic. Her hand dropped off the ropes and weakly seemed to fumble around, flopping on the mat as Desirae kept the hold applied. And within seconds, Arabella stopped moving at all while Desirae continued to keep the hold applied for a few seconds longer before releasing it.

Mark: Arabella’s out! She is out cold! And Desirae Kain...it’s academic now!

Lyn: With this single act, Kain will be seeing Isabella Pazzini or potentially Valerie Lamb or Starla McCloud, very soon.

Desirae got to her feet, rolling out under the bottom rope and pulling up the ring apron. She grabbed one end of a table and dragged it out from underneath before shoving it into the ring. She glanced around and grabbed a second, pulling it out and sliding it in as well. A third found its way out next as it was moved into the ring. She then rolled back in, setting up the first table coming out of the corner. The second table was set up end to end with the first and the third on the far end in a row.

Mark: I....I don’t have a clue what she’s doing here! Black’s out, climb the scaffold, get across the wire and get the title! But Kain looks like she’s building a bridge....

Lyn: ...Or maybe Kain just wants to make sure Black never gets back up.

Kain climbed up onto the last table, looking overhead and seeing the title well out of reach before she glanced down to Arabella, who was still barely moving. She hopped back down and went out under the bottom rope again, pulling up the apron on the side in front of the broadcast team as she pulled out two more tables and slid them into the ring.

Lyn: Is... is that three tables? Wait... Four... Five? The hell is this woman doing?

Kain slid back into the ring and erected the other two tables before she picked one up and set it on the second table in the row . The last erected table was set onto the third table as Kain doubled back, climbing onto the very first table out of the corner. She then climbed up to the second table, walking very steady on it as she moved towards the next table, double stacked under the title.

Lyn: You know... As ingenious as this all is a giant staircase if you will, straight to the championship, I can’t help but feel like this is going to backfire. I’ve got that... Little funny feeling in the back of my head. Call it veteran’s intuition or... Memory of how much it hurts to be put through a bunch of tables.

Mark: It’s a damn stairway to the gold! You’re right, that’s brilliant! But...I think you have a point. Black’s back up!!

Kain walked across the second stacked table, reaching over her head as the title was still just a fingertip out of reach. Meanwhile, Arabella began to crawl towards the other end of the stairwell of tables, climbing up onto the first step and then onto the second step. Desirae looked down to see Arabella was gone, and as she turned around, Arabella rose up to her feet. And with Kain’s arms trying to reach the title, Arabella took off and delivered a thunderous spear from the table to the mat!

Mark: BY GOD, WHAT A SPEAR!!

Lyn: Black came from literally nowhere and took Kain out!

Arabella climbed to her feet, glancing up to the makeshift stairwell Kain had built and began to weakly crawl towards the other corner and climb back up onto it. With the dueling chants starting up again, Black was very unsteady on her feet as she nearly tipped over off the table as she carefully climbed up onto the second level of them, wrapping her arms around the table top to steady herself as she got there.

Lyn: Looks like Arabella’s stability is off, still feeling the effects of Desirae’s rather impressive choice for a submission maneuver. Still doing as best she can to climb up!

Black began to try to get to her hands and knees on the table, slowly but surely rising to her feet as she looked ahead of her at the title dangling above the next table. She took a very slow step forward, one after another till she was on the table beneath the title. Weaving back and forth for a moment, she looked up to see the title overhead. Reaching up, she was still extremely unsteady as she tried to grab it, and missing it again and again.

Mark: Arabella’s equilibrium is shot to hell, she’s trying to grab the title but she probably sees three of them right now! And that’s a bad place to be when you don’t have your feet under you.

Lyn: And it’s just a matter of time before Kain’s gotten herself up again and that... That will spell absolute disaster.

Mark: Speak of the devil, Lyn, and so he shall appear! Kain...she’s back up!! Black hasn’t spotted her!

Desirae got back to her feet, clutching her back again for a moment as she looked up to Arabella trying to grab the title overhead. Desirae grabbed the leg of the second table, and began to shake it under Arabella’s feet. Black tried to keep her balance as Kain pulled the table out from under her feet. Arabella jumped up, grabbing the cable near the center of the ring as the fans came to their feet! Black dangled in mid air by one hand, trying to grab the title with the other as the first table stood below her feet.

Lyn: So close and yet so far has never been more definitive than where Black is right now.

Kain lunged towards the first table, climbing up onto it and then onto the second table as she tried to swing for Black but was still out of reach. Desirae glanced around frantically before she ran the second story table, jumping onto Arabella’s back in a piggyback ride before she wrapped her arms around her head into a sleeper! Arabella hung by one hand as Kain squeezed for dear life as they both dangled above the ring! Kain quickly wrapped her legs around Arabella’s waist in almost a leg scissors as she clinged to her!

Mark: Kain with a desperation move here, a sleeper in midair!! But I don’t see how she’s going to stop her without sacrificing her own damn body!

Lyn: Arabella’s already been throttled once in this match and it won’t be long before both women fall. I don’t think Desirae cares! She will do anything it takes to beat Arabella again... Anything.

Arabella’s fingers lost their grip on the cable as both women plunged through the table beneath them with Arabella landing on top of Desirae as the table shattered into splinters! Both women lay flat on the mat, eyes glassy as the Future Shock Season of Champions title waved over their heads.

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!

Lyn: By the sword of the Lord! Kain’s down! Black’s down! Nothing is moving except that title that just dangles so gracefully back and forth...

Mark: The Future Shock Championship dangling overhead like Damocles’ sword...except that won’t do anything but take them to the promised land! These two women are destroying each other and their own bodies for that title and everything that comes with it!

Both women lay on the mat, as Kain lifted her head up first. A faraway look on her face, she looked to the remainder of the stacked tables coming out of the corner and then over to Arabella before she crawled towards the ropes and rolled out to the floor around ringside. She pulled up the apron, and removed a length of the cable that was being used to hang over the ring. She limply tossed it into the ring and began to tie one end to the ringpost.....and the other to Black’s foot.

Lyn: Kain has given up on putting Black to sleep and instead now focusing on straight up immobilizing her... With cable. Well, that’s crafty.

Mark: That’s steel cable, folks. What they used to make that X above the ring... And that stuff will hold an elephant in place, it’ll damn sure hold Arabella!

Kain pushed up to her feet, dragging her tables towards the center of the ring. The double decker was placed right under the title now before Kain dragged the lone table next to it in a stairwell again. She glanced down to see Arabella barely beginning to stir before she climbed up onto the first table. Arabella rolled to her stomach, trying to crawl away from the table wreckage from before and looked back to see the cable that was holding her from going any farther.

Mark: Kain’s climbing the stairway to the gold, and Black just noticed she’s tethered to the ringpost!

Lyn: Arabella Black is strong, but I highly doubt she’s going to be able to rip that cable apart! She’s going to have to try and untie herself but by the time she does, Kain may be long and far gone with the belt!

Arabella tried to pull the cable from her foot, glancing up to see Kain starting to ascend to the second stacked table. She fought feverishly with it, finally starting to loosen it some as Kain spotted her from the top table. Kain screamed down at her to come and get her with a look of ferocity covering her face as Black finally got the cable free and climbed up onto the table to go after her!

Mark: Listen to Kain, she’s telling her to come and get her some! These two hate each other! There’s still some fight in both of these women!!

Lyn: Wow. They both really care more about killing each other than the championship. The bloodlust is on a whole other level... It must be the Hammerstein. Really.

Kain turned and watched as Arabella climbed up to the second table with her as they stood above the ring and a slugfest broke out with both women unloading with haymaker right hands! The fans were on their feet, the dueling chants for both women going again!

Mark: It’s a fistfight on top of those tables!! Look at them!! Kain and Black are swinging for the fences with the title right above their heads!

Lyn: The fans chanting them on and both of these two, all sanity or reason forgotten as this turns into an all-out, knockdown, slap-around brawl!

Mark: And for all you Desirae Kain fans out there, I’m going to tell you. Kain’s not going to win a fist fight with Arabella!

And Mark was right as Black’s punches began to take the measure of Kain, staggering her backwards before Arabella planted her head between her legs and hooked her arms up.

Mark: Lyn....you don’t think she’s....gonna.... That’s the setup for the Black Hole Driver! Arabella is going to tiger bomb Kain through those tables!!

Lyn: Oh she’s gonna do it! There’s about to be splinters and shrapnel everywhere!

The fans were thunderous in the Hammerstein Ballroom as Arabella had Desirae locked in place, but the fans watched on as Kain blocked it. Black tried a second time, but Kain blocked it again. And Black’s eyes widened as Kain began to stand up with Arabella’s arms hooked around Kain’s as she was upside down now!

Mark: No...... What in God’s name.....

With Arabella hung upside down and Kain hooking her arms as she stood up, Kain left her feet and delivered a vertebreaker as Arabella went head first through the first table...and then the second!

Lyn: Arabella Black is dead.

Fans: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!!

Mark: They’re saying it, I’m thinking it!! Kain used a vertebreaker and drove Black through two damn tables! The stairway is destroyed and so is Arabella Black!!

Lyn: The Vertebreaker is nothing to be fucked with, to say the very least. Seen it more times than I care to count, used it more times then I’ll say here but through two tables? Black won’t ever be the same after that.

Kain held her lower back in agony as she had essentially given herself an atomic drop. Glancing around the ring at the debris everywhere, she rolled out slowly to the floor and pulled a ladder from under the ring. A ten foot ladder was slid inside as Kain began to slide in after it. Slowly rising to her feet, she set the ladder under the title put it into place. Black wasn’t moving on the mat, and as she finally began to stir, her husband and Andy Marx took off towards the ring. Marx tried to get a response from Arabella, whose movements were jerky and obviously drunk.

Mark: Carson and Andy are out here, very concerned about Arabella here... I don’t blame them a bit!

Lyn: I don’t think Black is gonna be able to recover anytime soon, as Kain slowly makes her way up the ladder.

Desirae continued to climb towards the cables as Arabella shoved Andy and Carson away, trying to get to her feet as the dueling chants were even louder than before!

Mark: This is....unreal! Black....she wants to keep going.....

Kain was two thirds of the way up the ladder as Arabella reached for it and collapsed back to the mat when Carson and Andy immediately went to help her. Kain reached the top and unhooked the title, ripping it from the cable as the fans roared!

Lyn: Arabella did her best, she did everything she could but... There stands your champion of champions, Desirae Kain!

Kain clutched the title to her chest like a baby, holding it tightly as Andy continued to help Black.

Cory: The winner of the match.....and THE CHAMPION OF CHAMPIONS...DESIRAE KAIN!!!

Kain thrust the title into the air, receiving a very loud response from the crowd before she started to descend down the ladder. Her eyes locked onto Arabella’s, shaking her head and reaching down to help her up. Black gave her a confused look as she staggered on her feet before Kain told her she had her respect and raised her hand in the air with her own.

Lyn: Well imagine that... Maybe there’s hope for the two of them to get along after all.

Mark: That takes a lot of class right there! Whether they like each other or not, you gotta believe there is an amazing amount of respect shared after what we have just seen! Desirae Kain is all class, as far as I’m concerned!

Lyn: She’s all class and now a Future Shock Champion to end all Future Shock Champions!

Mark: Kain will be the first ever Future Shock graduate to challenge for the FFW Championship! And if she shows the amount of heart we saw here tonight, I think she may well be the first to capture that title too!

Lyn: I’m sure Isabella, Valerie, and Starla now all have their eyes on her.

Desirae collapsed to a seat on the mat herself as Carson clapped, and the sold out crowd joined in with a new dueling chant.

Fans: THANK YOU, DESI!! THANK YOU, BELLA!!! THANK YOU, DESI!! THANK YOU, BELLA!!

Lyn: And these fans recognize just what a spectacle they were privy to! They left it all in the ring but Desirae has rose above.

Mark: What a ride it’s been throughout this season! We’ve seen it all and then some! Lyn, any reflections on the ninth season of Future Shock you’d like to share?

Lyn: Only that any one of the talented athletes we’ve seen would have made a fine Champion of Champions, but by sheer grit and determination Desirae Kain has outlasted every single one of them.

Mark: Congratulations to Desirae Kain! And thank you for joining us here from the Hammerstein Ballroom in New York City! It has been a magical ride throughout this entire season, and we thank you all for being part of it! For my partner, Lyn Dallins and myself included....good night from Future Shock!

The dueling chants continued as Carson and Andy applauded both women in the ring. And with that, Future Shock faded off the air.