FFW Reloaded: 3 Years In The Making

[Adam Grant]

Special Thanks to Tim

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FFW Reloaded: 3 Years in the Making
Third Anniversary Retrospective

The FFW logo flashes across the screen before we are treated to a video package showing moments from the last three years, including championship winning moments. We see such notable faces as Isabella Pazzini, Katherine Stryfe, Emma MacNamara, Valerie Lamb, Eileen Amaro, Tara Thunder, the various War Games matches and still images from many of the matches through the years. The theme of “Leave the Memories Alone” as performed by Fuel plays in the background as we watch the package before the logo for the show fades over the pictures.

We then cut away to what looks like an archive room, where hundreds of tapes and discs are catalogued and lined neatly. And sitting on one side of the room is a large HD television with a sofa sitting in front of it, where we find Mark Horton and FFW’s “Queen of Games” Jodie Gray sitting.

Mark: FFW faithful, welcome to FFW Reloaded: 3 Years in the Making! Tonight, we are all going to go down memory lane as FFW celebrates its third anniversary. What you see around us is the actual video archive kept at FFW headquarters in Los Angeles. Hundreds of hours of footage of every single moment document throughout this company’s history surrounds us. I’m Mark Horton, and my co-host here needs no introduction in Jodie Gray.

Jodie chuckles a bit and flashes a childlike grin at Mark before placing her hand on his shoulder for a brief second.

Jodie: You kind of just did introduce me, Mark. Yes. tonight is all about memory lane for both the fans of FFW and for its roster. It will also hopefully serve as a nice history lesson for the women like Neon and those coming in from Future Shock. If I were these ladies and I was at one point, I’d watch this show very closely.

Mark: No doubt about that. The FFW faithful made this show happen. They flooded our fan forums when this show was announced for production and picked loads of matches and moments they would love to relive. And tonight, yours truly who has spent several days digging through these archives, has picked ten of those moments and matches. This isn’t a top ten list, because we all know how subjective those can be. These are just ten of the most requested and famous matches and moments in FFW’s three year history.

Jodie: I’m looking forward to seeing the moments and getting to relive them with you, Mark. This should be a blast.

The HD monitor comes to life behind them with the new FFW logo in the center of it as Mark glances back to see a graphic for what we are about to see.


Amy Meets The Tampon Machine
FFW Velocity - July 8, 2010

Wendy pulled Amy back to her feet after propping open the restroom door. And with a vicious whip, she sent Amy in for the ride but she never got to her destination. As soon as Amy went through the door, a boot caught her right in the head!

CCM: What the hell!

Sophie: Someone just kicked Amy into next week!

Wendy went out to see what was going on, and the fans roared their approval as they saw Kaitlynn Stryfe staring down at the fallen Amy on the floor.

CCM: Kitty took Amy’s head off, I think she may have just won this thing for her!!

Wendy dropped down for the cover!

ONE!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!

THRE---OH NO!!

Amy’s shoulder seemed to spasm as the referee drew towards three. Kitty watched as Wendy got to her feet, shaking her head as she grabbed Amy, once more firing her across the hall into the womens’ restroom. Amy caught herself on the doorframe, trying to get away from Wendy now as she began to scramble into the room. Wendy headed in after her, looking around for her as Amy hid around the corner and caught her with a low blow!

Sophie: No celebration party for Wendy tonight!

With a look of pure hatred on her face, Amy hooked Wendy’s head between her legs and gave the sign for the Nose Job. She set her up for it perfectly, only to have Wendy fight out of it and shove her off. Amy came at her again, only to have Wendy catch her and hoist her onto her shoulder.

CCM: What’s she gonna do with her!!

And CCM’s question would be answered as Wendy delivered a snake eyes.....

CCM: A SNAKE EYES ON THE TAMPON DISPENSER!! I’LL NEVER GET TO SAY THAT AGAIN!!

The machine broke as tampons began to fall into the floor as Wendy covered her!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!

CCM: It’s over!! With the help of the good people from Tampax, Wendy picked up the win!!

Sophie: With a little added help from Kitty, whom obviously wants a piece of Amy in the worst way!

Ben: The winner of this match....WENDY HOUSE!!

CCM: Wendy did her part, she’s going to Unstoppable to earn a chance at the Ultraviolence Championship!!

Sophie: Selina or Danielle better be watching this!

CCM: Watching it? They may want to go get some of those tampons that fell out....they’re free now!

The referee raises Wendy’s hand as she smiles. Making the sign of a title around her waist, she giggles.

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A grin forms on Mark’s face as the video fades out.

Mark: From one of the first ever editions of FFW Velocity, that was definitely one of most the unique moments I can remember in FFW history.

Jodie couldn’t help but chuckle at what she had just witnessed, slapping a hand across her knee as a snort escapes through her nose.

Jodie: Unique doesn’t begin to describe that, Mark. That had to not only be embarrassing for Amy to lose in that manner; but the sheer fact we all got to relive that moment will only fuel trolls like Pollaski and Camilla for future mocking of SVW’s “Legendary” leader. Death by Tampon Machine.

Mark: I’m positive that is a moment that the Killer Blonde would love to have been lost in these archives. But as you mentioned, Amy is currently wreaking havoc in SVW right now. And SVW definitely plays an important part of FFW’s history as you are about to see.


The Invaders
FFW Sin & Sacrifice 2010 - September 25, 2010

Isabella managed to get to her feet, glancing around and picking up her chair as the fans roared their disapproval. She beckoned Starla over, and they pointed to Camilla. A sick grin on their faces, Isabella slid her chair under Camilla’s skull while Starla raised hers above her head and cracked it against her head!!

MH: THAT WAS SICK!! THAT WAS SICK!! A CON-CHAIR-TO TO CAMILLA’S SKULL!!

As Delilah went to make the save, Gina caught her with a chop block! Delilah wouldn’t go down without a fight though as she began swinging wildly at Gina, whom caught her finally with one good shot to the head with that chained fist. Isabella applauded as Starla dove on top of Camilla, with Bella’s foot planted on Camilla’s jaw!!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MH: DAMN IT!!

The fans were nearly thunderous with their boos as the referee called for the bell.

MH: DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!!

Ben: The winners of this match....THE POWER TRIP!!!

MH: The Power Trip has won War Games!! And by the most disgusting means possible!!

Val scrambled over to check on her best friend who was unmoving on the mat as the four women of the Power Trip raised their hands in victory.

SR: By hook or by crook...mostly crook, the Power Trip came away with a huge victory tonight!

MH: You said it right there! We’re never going to hear the end of this! I just hope Camilla Pazzini is alright!

Isabella began to bark orders to the other girls, pointing to the four downed opponents with a sadistic grin.

MH: WAIT A MINUTE, WHAT IS THIS?!

Isabella began to put the boots to her sister, as Gina did the same to Valerie. Starla was raining chained right fists into Delilah’s head. The cage began to lift over the rings, as Isabella rolled out to the floor. She looked under the ring, and found a long chain. She tossed it into the ring as she pointed to Emma. Wrapping it around her throat, she hurled her over the top rope and began to pull back!

MH: SOMEBODY STOP THIS!! ISABELLA’S NOT TRYING TO WIN A MATCH, SHE’S TRYING TO END EMMA’S CAREER!! DAMN IT, WE NEED SECURITY!!

Isabella continued to pull backwards, causing Emma to dangle over the floor, clutching at her throat where Bella was hanging her!

SR: NO ONE’S COMING!! THE POWER TRIP ARE DETERMINED TO END THIS ONE WAY OR ANOTHER!!

The crowd began to cheer as the cameras caught several people racing down the arena steps towards the ring, hopping the barricades!

MH: THERE’S SOMETHING GOING ON IN THE CROWD...OH MY GOD!!

A well chiseled man tears into the ring, throwing right hand bombs at Gina as he shoves her out of the ring.

SR: WHO IS THAT?!

MH: THAT’S....TRIPLE X REX!!

Another man perches himself on the top rope, smirking at the crowd as he watches Starla turning. And as soon as she does, he flies off the top rope and catches her with a blockbuster!!

SR: WHO IS THAT?!!

MH: “THE SCOTTISH NIGHTMARE” RORY O’CONNELL!!

Mia looks around in confusion, not knowing what is going on. The crowd roars once again as another woman slides under the bottom rope, decked out in black leather. She walks right up behind Mia, stalking her till the blond turns around and walks into a thunderous DDT!!

MH: HOLY SHIT....THAT’S MISS DEMEANOR!!! I WARNED YOU, FOLKS!!

Isabella let the chain go, as she looked to see what was going on as Miss Demeanor threw Mia out of the ring. Rory kicked Starla out as well! Isabella went towards Miss Demeanor as another man slid under the bottom rope into the ring. The crowd erupted as Miss Demeanor pointed behind Isabella as she looked right into the eyes of...

MH: WENDIGO!!! ISABELLA IS LOOKING INTO THE EYES OF AN INDIVIDUAL AS FUCKED IN THE HEAD AS SHE IS!!

Wendigo shook his head as Isabella began to move backwards till another figure dove into the ring as the fans erupted!

SR: I know that...THAT’S VIOLETTA!!

Violetta scooped Bella up, dropping her with a Death Valley Driver and then kicked her out of the ring!

Another woman climbed through the ropes, looking up to the others and giving Mia the finger on the floor as she watched on!

MH: SHIRLEA FROST!! THE WHITE QUEEN!!

On the floor on the opposite side of the ring stood Will Mackenzie, glaring at his brother as Ryan looked on in astonishment!!

MH: DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT WE ARE WITNESSING??!

Rex, Rory, Miss Demeanor, and Violetta ascended each turnbuckle as they pointed to the entrance ramp. First out was Spencer Mackenzie, whom was applauding them but he then moved out of the way as another individual made his way through!! The fans recognized him immediately!!

MH: THAT’S THE SPOOK DAWG!!! THIS BUILDING IS SHAKING!!

Spooky power walked towards the ring, stepping through the ropes as he took the microphone from Ben Johns. He had the logo from his company on the front of his shirt as he turned around away from the hard camera, showing the two words on the back of it, which he yelled into the microphone!

Spooky: WE’RE BAAAAAAAAAAACCK!!!

MH: SPENCER SAID HE’D BRING A WAR TO SAMANTHA’ DOOR, AND I’LL BE DAMNED IF HE DIDN’T BRING BACK SEX & VIOLENCE WRESTLING WITH THAT MAN....SPOOKY MCDUFFY!!

SR: What the hell is a Spooky McDuffy?!

MH: Fuck me running!! They know who that is, and they know what he’s referring to!! On a night when we have War Games, it looks like a bigger war just started!! Spooky has apparently brought back something we all thought dead!! SVW!!!

SR: This is out of control!! What was SVW?!

MH: A BIG PART OF FFW’S FUTURE, IF I DON’T MISS MY GUESS! SEX & VIOLENCE WRESTLING HAS INVADED FFW!!

The building seemed to shake as the fans chanted those three initials as the camera showed the SVW stars and Spooky in the center of the ring.

MH: SVW IS BACK...AND FFW WILL NEVER BE THE SAME!! SEX & VIOLENCE WRESTLING HAS COME TO LAS VEGAS!! IT’S COME TO FFW!!!

The building continued to shake as the fans chanted the initials as Sin & Sacrifice went off the air!

Fans: S V W!! S V W!!! S V W!!! S V W!!!!

Mark: LET THE INVASION BEGIN!!

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Jodie’s eyes blink a bit as she looks at the clip fading out before she turned her attention to Mark and nodded her head.

Jodie: That was surely a night many fans have never forgotten and when you look at the histories of both FFW and SVW, we’ve seen many interactions between the two companies after this moment and even some sharing of talents; notably Emma MacNamara, and our current FFW Champion, Valerie Lamb. SVW was reborn that very night and to its credit despite a small exodus at one point; SVW is still standing tall and it would not surprise if in another three years when we do this again; SVW invading FFW will STILL be talked about.

Mark: I’ll never forget that night as long as I live honestly. You hear all the time in this business about things people expect to see, but I don’t think anyone foresaw that coming. And if they did, they are lying. But as memorable as these moments can be, some of the matches are just as much, if not more. Coming up is one of the most talked about and highly regarded matches in FFW history. And we’re going to show it to you in its entirety.



Stacey Mackenzie vs. Colleen - Femme for All Final
FFW Velocity - November 3, 2011

Velocity returns from the break as there is a buzz going through the arena at what is to come. An anticipation is nearly tangible in the arena as we head down to ringside to find CCM alongside a man familiar to both FFW & SVW fans, that being “The God of Thunder” Chris Strike!

CCM: Welcome back! We’ve taken our last commercial break of the evening, and as you can see, I’m joined by a special guest color commentator, Chris Strike! And Chris, I feel like this is Pay Per View, because this main event would sell out any arena in the world, as far as I’m concerned.

Strike: Millar, no matter the time or the place, this match alone has enough selling power to fill arenas across the world and as a fan of professional wrestling, I wanted to be up close and personal to see it with my own two eyes. The finals of the Femme For All, Stacey Mackenzie, Colleen, the winner meets Katherine Stryfe for the FFW Championship at Violent Night and I...hell, I have goosebumps Millar!

CCM: You and I both! Whoever walks out of here tonight, I hope Katherine Stryfe is watching! She’s been content to argue with Scarlett Kincaid, but she won’t be meeting her anytime soon! This right here is where her entire focus needs to be. Because if it’s not, there won’t be a title match with Scarlett in her future!

Strike: Honestly, Millar? I think the entire world cannot help but to be watching! When you consider the roll that Colleen has been on since Unstoppable 2 and Stacey Mackenzie’s undefeated streak and you throw in what’s on the line here tonight...it’s just a shame that we won’t have this one on the Match of the Year ballot.

The cameras head up to the ring where Ben Johns is standing by.

Ben: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the main event of the evening!

CCM: You’re damn right!

Ben: It will be one fall to a finish, and this is the finals of the second annual Femme for All tournament! There must be a winner!

Strike: No if’s, and’s or but’s here. It will be a decisive bout!

CCM: I’m getting word from our director. We got all the time we need for this one! FX knows what kind of match this is, and they say we got as much as necessary!

Strike: Good! The last thing we need is a repeat of the match between Scarlett and Isabella a few months back. Having that in mind, we’re all in for one hell of a night.

The lights in the arena go out and a brief haunting melody is heard.  The melody finishes and we hear a woman’s voice over the PA…

“…And the cracks begin to show.”

The lights go on and the melody gives way to the pulsing, violent sounds of “Cracks (Flux Pavilion Remix)” by Freestylers.  Colleen stands at the top of the entrance ramp, her back turned to the crowd.  After a few seconds, she turns her head to the side and grins wickedly before spinning around and raising her arms in the air to a chorus of boos.  She basks in them for a moment before letting the smile disappear and walking down the ramp with a grim look on her face.  The music continues to blare as she walks down he aisle.  Once at the bottom of the entrance ramp, Colleen slides into the ring on her stomach.  She pushes herself up quickly and climbs the nearest turnbuckle to look out over the crowd as they boo.  She betrays another grin before dropping back to the mat to get ready for the fight.

Ben: Introducing first, she hails from our nation’s capital in Washington, D.C. Representing the A-List, this is.......COLLEEN!!!!!

CCM: It’s not hard to see why Colleen is the top draw for the A-List! One of the best technical wrestlers I’ve ever seen, and right now, she walks in with a huge wave of momentum behind her!

Strike: She was dubbed as “The Franchise” of FFW by Samantha Star. Love her or hate her, Colleen is one of the best in this industry right now and breaking Stacey Mackenzie’s undefeated streak would add another feather to her cap. But that’s always a lot easier said than done...

A deep ruby light bathes the arena as the crunching riffs of "Come On" by Waterproof Blonde hits the PA. As the vocals come in, Stacey herself walks out from behind the curtain, Tiffany and Ryan Mackenzie beside her. She raises her arms up, and pyro explosions fire out of the stage. She links up with Ryan, and then the three start making their way purposefully down the ramp. As she reaches the ring, she kisses Ryan, before hopping onto the apron, and then climbing over the middle rope into the ring. She walks over to the turnbuckle, climbing onto it and raising her arms up to a masses of cheers from the crowd. A confident smile on her face, she then hops down and does the same at the opposite turnbuckle. Ryan & Tiffany then slide in the ring, Tiffany with two microphones, one of which she hands to Stacey. They then yell out "OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK?" Ryan gives Stacey a cuddle, before he & Tiffany leave the ring.

Ben: And her opponent, she hails from London, England! Representing the Mackenzie Mafia, please welcome....’SIMPLY BETTER’ STACEY MACKENZIE!!!

CCM: Stacey Mackenzie entered this business about four years ago. And in those four years, you can count her losses on one hand, for the most part! For my money, there’s not a better active female wrestler in the world today, just based off that fact!

Strike: Over those four years, Stacey Mackenzie became well known as the “Dream Killer” - quite literally dashing her fair share of dreams of the people she’s beaten. But tonight, she walks in with a new purpose, a new name and having seen enough of Stacey in that ring, this metamorphosis may very well be the next chapter in what will very likely be a Hall of Fame career here in FFW.

Ben leaves the ring as we see Jennifer Stringer remind look from one corner to the other at the opponents before she calls for the bell. The live crowd is already roaring with a deafening chant for Stacey, as the England native looks around with a smile on her face at the capacity crowd. She looks back to Colleen as the two move towards one another, the crowd on their feet already. The two lock up with Colleen pushing Stacey back into the ropes, only for Stacey to turn it into a hip toss, which sends Colleen over the top rope, but she lands on the apron. And Stacey turns, catching her with a low drop kick to her knee, knocking her off and causing her to hit her head on the apron. This doesn’t hurt Colleen as much as it annoys her, as Stacey moves back to the center of the ring, watching her.

Strike: Let the mind games begin, Millar...

CCM: Stacey already trying to occupy real estate in Colleen’s head, let’s see if it pays off!

Colleen climbs back up onto the apron, stepping back into the ring, giving Stacey a little golf clap before the pair ties up again. And once more, Colleen pushes Stacey back into the ropes, but this time, she buries a knee into her abdomen as the referee calls for the break. Stringer admonishes her, which Colleen ignores. She fires Stacey into the corner with a hard Irish whip, moving in towards her and burying another knee into her abdomen and pushing her back up against the corner. Wrapping her arms around the ropes, Colleen then lays into her with a knife edge chop, followed by two more as Stacey clutches her chest in pain. Grabbing one of her arms again, she fires her hard into the far corner. Stacey collides chest first into it, staggering backwards out in pain as Colleen breaks into a run, coming up from behind her. She leaves her feet, going for a lung blower, but Stacey grabs the top rope, and Colleen lands hard on the back of her head on the mat.

CCM: Stacey showing great ring awareness as Colleen was looking to take the wind right out of her with that lungblower!

Strike: At the same time, by no means should Stacey believe she’s out of hot water just yet.

Stacey looked behind her as Colleen was already starting to get up. Grabbing the former Evolution Champion by the arm and pulling her up, she then raised that arm above her head as Stacey began to unleash a flurry of martial arts kicks straight into Colleen’s ribs and chest. Shot after shot after shot, Colleen dropped to her knees as Stacey delivered the final kick straight to the back of her head, to her neck precisely!

Strike: Vicious kicks by Stacey here and I wouldn’t be surprised if she knocked a tooth out by the way Colleen’s head just dropped to the mat.

CCM: Stacey has been known for employing various types of offense throughout her career, these martial arts style kicks of hers are just a new wrinkle, as I don’t remember seeing them till now.

Stacey stepped over Colleen’s body, sitting on her lower back and applying a camel clutch, wrenching back on her head and neck. The referee dropped to ask for a submission, but Colleen wasn’t about to do that. Her face gritted in pain as Stacey continually increased the pressure as Colleen’s head was mere inches from touching her back. Keeping one hand on her chin, Stacey used the other hand to unload some European style uppercuts across Colleen’s chest before reaffirming her grip with both hands on her chin.

CCM: I don’t think she’s going to get a submission out of this, but I’m pretty sure she’s not looking for one. I think she’s picked a body part, and it looks like it will be her head and neck.

Strike: And really, as long as Colleen remains there, Stacey’s gonna keep on adding those European uppercuts to the chest and add to the damage she is already doing.

As Stacey went to do just that and free one of her hands, she leaned down to crash another shot into her chest but Colleen managed to free one of her hands and catch her with a rake to the face. Blinded momentarily, Colleen pushed up to her knees slowly and then her feet with Stacey on her back before she turned and ran backwards, crashing Stacey into the turnbuckle but not letting go of her. She reached up, grabbing her head and bringing her on down with a snapmare to the mat. With Stacey down on the mat, Colleen nailed a low dropkick to her head, taking her back to a prone position on the mat. The former Evolution Champion rubbed her neck for a moment as it was obviously in pain before she pressed Stacey’s arm against the mat and then began to rain knee drops into her bicep and shoulder. She then rolled her onto her stomach, delivering a few more shots to that same area.

Strike: Knee after knee and it seems Colleen has found the body part she is going to pick apart, putting down the seeds to set up the crossface down the road.

CCM: Colleen knows as well as I do that Stacey’s pet move, that Death Valley Driver, is a big part of her offense. And if her shoulder is hurting, it takes that particular bit of offense out of the equation.

Stepping over, the Franchise grabbed her arm and put it between her legs as she placed her feet around it. One foot pressed under her arm and the other against her head as Colleen pulled on her hand with her arm outstretched between the A-Lister’s legs.

CCM: Colleen has her legs around her arm, her feet against her body, and the Franchise is pulling on that arm with all she’s got!

Strike: Having had wrestling experience, you and I both know how much that can tear away at your ligaments and the last thing Stacey Mackenzie needs is a damaged arm going further into this match.

Stringer asked for a submission, but did not get one as Stacey grimaced in pain, laying on the mat. Colleen bent her knees and laid back as she pushed on Stacey’s body with her feet. In obvious pain, Stacey reached for the ropes, and found herself just out of reach of them by only a few fingertips. And as a result, she angled her body and kicked her feet out, landing one across the bottom rope as Stringer called for the break. Colleen didn’t let go until the count got to four, and Stacey clutched her arm to her body in pain.

CCM: Stacey couldn’t reach the ropes with her fingers, but her legs were able to do just that! And her arm is killing her at this point!

Strike: Not the most popular of moves, but absolutely effective - after all, Colleen had until five to break the count and she made those extra four seconds count.

Stacey rolled towards the ropes, clutching at her arm as Colleen got to her feet. The former Evolution Champion stared down at her as Stacey tried to get back to a vertical base. Doing just that, Colleen took the initiative and took off at her. Stacey saw her coming in, grabbing the top rope with her good arm and pulling down as Colleen missed her with clothesline and sailed over the top rope to the floor! And that brought the crowd back into it as another Stacey chant began.

Strike: Great ring awareness once again by Mackenzie and she needed the separation - she can use this bit of time to try and gain some feeling back in her arm.

CCM: Colleen crashed and burned on the floor, and it looks like she might have cut her arm a little, there’s a gash on it from where she literally slid across the floor on her landing!

Colleen looked over at her arm, as there was a two inch gash in it that had begun to bleed. Gritting her teeth in pain, she rose to her feet slowly and climbed up onto the apron. Stacey was there to meet her with a shoulder block into her abdomen. A second one followed that as Stacey stood up and caught her with a big right hand across the jaw that Colleen barely saw coming. Grabbing her head, she pulled it under the bottom rope and hooked it under her arm as she began walking backwards with Colleen’s feet hanging on the middle rope. And with the suddenness of a bolt of lightning, Stacey drove her head first into the mat, using still her good arm.

CCM: Hangman DDT!! I think that right hand knocked Colleen senseless, and the DDT didn’t help matters at all!

Strike: The FFW’s “Franchise” may very well be out, Millar.

CCM: And who could blame her! We got a cover!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

KICKOUT!!!

Colleen rolled her shoulder as Stacey looked up to the official. Stacey pulled her back to her feet, pressing her against the ropes and whipping her in for the ride. The Mafia member came off the far side with a clothesline, but Colleen ducked underneath it. Stacey hit the far side ropes on the rebound, coming back and going for a second try. Colleen grabbed her arm, jerking her down to the mat and applying her crossface quickly!

CCM: Crossface!! And I mean out of nowhere too! And whatever feeling she got back into her arm, it’s about to go quickly! Colleen is looking to close the show!

Strike: And most important of all Millar, Colleen is looking to make the undefeated Stacey Mackenzie Tap The Fuck OUT!

CCM: I can’t remember her ever tapping, but there’s a first time for everything!

Colleen wrenched back on her head and neck, screaming at her to quit. Stacey’s face was a mask of pain as her opponent pulled away. Stringer got into position, continuing to ask if Stacey wanted to quit, but not getting the answer. Stacey’s eyes looked around, not seeing any ropes in reach as Colleen continued to pour on the pressure. Blood had begun to trickle down Colleen’s arm from the gash, as Stacey reached up with her free hand and dug her fingernails into that gash, causing Colleen to scream in pain and release the hold!

Strike: Not a counter to a submission you see every day, but extremely effective on Stacey’s part to create some distance.

CCM: She didn’t have a lot of choice there, did she? It wasn’t pretty, but this isn’t ballet either!

Colleen held her arm, as Stacey began to get to her feet. A look of pain and pure anger on her face, Colleen bounced off the ropes behind Stacey as she turned around. The Mafia member ducked the contact, scooping up Colleen into position for her death valley driver, the Kiss of Death! But her shoulder wasn’t having any of that as she dropped her to her feet, and the Franchise countered it back into the crossface again!

Strike: Stacey’s shoulder just gave out and she’s in trouble once again!

CCM: Normally I’d say for her to go for that cut again, but notice how Colleen has angled her body a bit, making that gash a bit harder to reach this time!

The Franchise continued to add more and more pressure as she screamed at Stacey to quit, but the England native wasn’t listening. Stacey’s fist pounded the mat, but she also looked to be fading a bit as well. Her fist quit pounding and dropped to the mat, as her eyes closed as well. Her feet behind her weren’t moving either as Stringer continued to ask her for the submission, but Stacey became non-responsive!

CCM: Stacey isn’t moving, and I think the referee may be of the mind of checking the arm as is customary in these kinds of situations!

Strike: At this rate, Colleen may just be seconds away from meeting Katherine Stryfe at Violent Night...

Stringer lifted Stacey’s hand, watching it fall for the first time. She lifted it a second, and let it fall. As she went to grab it for a third time, Stacey’s eyes opened back up as the live crowd seemed to will her on. Using her hand, she pushed it against the mat, trying to get to her feet. She made it to her knees as her body was shaking with pain. The crowd continued roaring for her as she tried to turn into the hold, but Colleen had too good of a positioning. She began to fire that free hand into Colleen’s head, though she couldn’t see exactly where it was. Colleen kept the hold firmly applied as Stacey turned into her more, trying to wrap her free arm around the Franchise’s head, which she did. And with that, she pushed herself up to her feet and drilled Colleen with a death valley driver out of nowhere before collapsing back to the mat.

CCM: A crossface countered into a Death Valley Driver, I’ve never seen that in my life!

Strike: This Kiss of Death is proof of Stacey Mackenzie’s fighting spirit! What a maneuver!

Stacey looked over to see Colleen on the mat, trying to pull herself towards her with limited success. She finally made it and draped her arm over her!

ONE!!

TWO!!!!

THRE-NOOOOO!!!!

Strike: But Colleen will not be denied here either!

Both women were slow to get up as Stacey leaned against the ropes sitting for a moment, looking as though she were planning her next move. Colleen rolled to her stomach, then her hands and knees. Stacey was there to greet her, jerking her up by the arm. She went for another of those stiff kicks she showed earlier, which missed. She then tried for a clothesline, but Colleen ducked under that behind her, and applied a sleeper hold. The Franchise held on tight as Stacey went towards the ropes immediately. Colleen then climbed onto her back in piggyback style, wrapping her legs around her waist, making Stacey carry her body weight too. Mackenzie then began to head for the corner. Colleen began tightening the pressure as Stacey climbed up to the middle turnbuckle and then fell straight backwards, driving Colleen back and head first to the mat, and causing her to break the hold.

Strike: Excellent string of counters all around here and both women aren’t budging an inch here.

CCM: No kidding! Back and forth, back and forth!

Stacey rolled off her opponent, obviously in pain still as she glanced over to Colleen whom was holding the back of her head. The fans were solidly behind Stacey, cheering her to her feet as she climbed up to that point with the help of the ropes. Heading for her, she pulled her to her feet as well before firing her hard into the far side. Colleen rebounded as Stacey grabbed her and then wrapped her legs around the other in a crucifix. Colleen fell backwards as Stringer dropped for a count!

ONE!!

TWO!!!!

NOOO WAIT!!

Stacey let go of the pinning predicament, instead grabbing Colleen’s arm and wrapping her legs around it over her body, turning the crucifix into a cross arm breaker!

Strike: Cross Arm Breaker and on the gashed up arm to boot!

CCM: Stacey has it locked in too, and she’s closer to the ropes than Colleen is!

Stacey pulled tightly against the arm as Colleen screamed in pain on the mat, pounding the mat with her fist in agony. Continuing to apply more pressure, Colleen grabbed for the ropes, realizing quickly they were very much out of reach. The referee asked for the submission, but was not getting one as Stacey pulled with all her might. The cameras showed a protrusion sticking out where Colleen’s arm met her shoulder.

CCM: Look at that! That’s bone right there, ladies and gentlemen! And it’s not meant to look like that!! I think that’s part of Colleen’s rotator cuff right there!

Strike: Not an image for the faint of heart and having torn a rotator cuff nearly six years ago, I can speak from experience in the fact that it hurts like an absolute motherfucker!

Stacey continued applying pressure as Colleen’s face was a mask of pain, tears forming in her eyes as she grimaced in agony. Stacey hooked her arm under her own shoulder, freeing up her other hand as she began to strike at the open gash on that arm with straight fists before digging her nails into it again, this time leaving them there!

Strike: Absolutely no mercy from the woman who calls herself ‘Simply Better’ and quite honestly, I think that’s the only way she’ll even get Colleen to come close to submitting!

CCM: Look at the blood coming out of that arm. It had stopped before, but Stacey is trying to rip that cut open even deeper! And if a cross arm breaker isn’t bad enough, that’s making it a lot worse! Bone chilling pain perpetrated by Stacey!!

Colleen raised her hand, as though she were about to tap. But she thought better of it. Stacey continued to pull, rolling both of them onto their stomach as she pushed up and sat on Colleen’s back with her arm pulled behind her at a 45 degree angle, with Colleen face down and pressed into the mat!

CCM: It’s like a sharpshooter, but with Colleen’s arm! Good God!!

Strike: If anyone out there is still questioning how badly Stacey Mackenzie wants another crack at Katherine Stryfe and at the FFW Championship, look no further than this!!

CCM: Colleen is either going to tap, she’s going to have her arm broken! I’m surprised it’s not now!

Colleen glanced around, noticing as a result of the rollover, she was now closer to the ropes. And she immediately threw her arm out and hooked the bottom rope as Stringer called for the break. And much like Colleen before, Stacey held it for four seconds before she finally released it and got up.

Strike: Colleen finally puts a stop to it, but I believe the damage is done...wow, look at the blood still dripping out of her arm Millar!

CCM: Colleen’s arm is gushing, and that makes sense considering it’s the closest extremity to her heart. She’s losing blood by the heartbeat!

Stacey got back to her feet, looking down at Colleen, seemingly to set up for something here. Colleen clutched at her arm in agony as she got back to her feet, holding it close to her as Stacey bridged the gap between them. Colleen saw her coming, throwing a punch with her good arm that Stacey ducked. It would be a phantom punch, however, as Colleen nailed a clubbing blow to her back. And then grabbed her by the waist with an underhook with both arms. She nearly cried out in pain as the injured arm was being used.

CCM: This is not advisable! I don’t know what she’s setting up for here, but the look on her face tells the tale!

Strike: Pain is temporary, but quitting lasts forever and quite frankly, that’s the last Colleen ever will be in her life, Millar. Let’s see what she’s got left!

Colleen, with pain etched in her face, pulled Stacey up into a gutwrench powerbomb! But as she brought her up, Stacey countered, wrapping her legs around her head and hooking in a triangle choke, causing them to fall back to the mat in the center of the ring!

CCM: Colleen went for the gutwrench, but Stacey thought better of it!!

Strike: And I can’t help but to wonder if that temporary moment of pain was all the opening Stacey needed and the triangle choke is locked in tight!!!

Colleen fought against the hold as Stacey tightened the grip of her legs around her head. The Mafia member angled her body towards the nearest corner, keeping Colleen as far away from the ropes as she possibly could! The Franchise continued to fight, but the fighting was slowing down a bit as the hold took its toll.

CCM: Stacey has Colleen as far from any ropes she is going to get! And with the loss of blood Colleen has thanks to that arm of hers, she is in big time trouble! And she’s fading!

Strike: The bold, proud “Franchise” of the FFW, the A-List’s go-to woman may just very well have met her match...

Stacey seemed to tighten even more as Colleen’s body finally quit fighting and stopped moving. Stringer got in close and checked, lifting her arm and letting it drop. Another lift, and another drop. And on the third lift, it fell back to the mat as she called for the bell!!

Strike: IT IS ALL OVER!!!

CCM: MY GOD, IT IS! STRINGER STOPPED THE MATCH, COLLEEN PASSED OUT!!

The bell rang as Stacey released the hold, laying on the mat and staring up at the lights as she was exhausted. Her husband and partner slid into the ring, applauding her as the fans roared with approval.

Ben: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE FFW CHAMPIONSHIP......’SIMPLY BETTER’ STACEY MACKENZIE!!

Strike: Give Colleen her due, she fought on even after nearly losing a good amount of blood and nearly pulled it off on occasions, never quitting! But tonight, Stacey Mackenzie proved to herself and to the rest of the world that she is ready to finish what her and Katherine Stryfe started many weeks ago...

CCM: I give Colleen all the credit in the world! She didn’t quit, she didn’t tap! But her body shut down on her, and after the hellacious punishment it received, I understand why! But Chris, do you know what this means?

Ryan and Tiffany helped Stacey to her feet as Stringer raised her in victory.

CCM: Violent Night in the main event....IT’S THE STREAK VERSUS THE TITLE!!

Strike: And when you add in 100,000 plus at Cowboys Stadium to witness it, well, it just doesn’t get any bigger than that Millar!

CCM: Something’s gotta give live on Pay Per View! One of two things will happen! Stacey Mackenzie’s streak will end that night, or she will be the next FFW Champion!!

Strike: And folks, the director is informing me here that this is really all the time we have left on Velocity...

CCM: Congratulations, Stacey! For all of us here in the Emerald City of Seattle, thank you for joining us! Don’t miss Breaking Point next week in the biggest tag team main event we’ve ever had! Violent Night.....Kat vs. Stacey for the FFW Championship!! Good night from Seattle!!

Emma McIntyre hits the ring to celebrate with her stablemate, as the final image is that of Stacey making the sign of a title around her waist. Velocity fades off the air.

~ ~ ~

Mark: Nominated for Match of the Year honors, Stacey and Colleen put on what many felt was one of the best matches in the entire company’s history. Not just that year.

Jodie: Its no surprise why either, Mark. Truth be told, I watched this match right before my match with Wendy Briese just to get myself psyched up. Two women battling it out to challenge the at that time, FFW Champion, Katherine Stryfe. For all of Colleen’s issues, which she had many, she was never one to just give it up and that match proved it. And Stacey? There is nothing anyone can say about her that’s not been said before. She’s a beast and when she’s on... she’s on.

Mark: On that night, Stacey and Colleen tore it up in that ring. But our next moment we are going to relive happened just earlier this year. And as you will see, there is more than one way to make an impact in the middle of the ring.

[Adam Grant]

The Ring Implodes
FFW Chaos Theory - March 30, 2013

Jennifer Williams staggered towards the apron, leaning down and dragging out a fifteen foot ladder from under the ring, which she began to set up on the floor.

Mark: Williams...somehow...has gotten back into this thing and that’s the biggest damn ladder I’ve seen all night! And we’ve already had one ladder match!

Lyn: Where in the name of almighty Hell did she find a ladder like that?

Crystal mounted Maddison, unloading with straight right hands on her head as Rori rolled out under the bottom rope. Reaching into her top, she removed a matchbook and struck a match. She screamed at her partner before she lobbed it into the ring. And with all the gas doused onto the mat, a fire began to engulf the ring. Maddison monkey flipped Crystal into the barbed wire ropes, immediately rolling out from under the bottom rope. Williams cried out in pain as her back met the razor wire! Knight staggered on the floor as Jenny spotted her and began to climb the ladder!

Mark: THE RING IS ON FIRE!! We need extinguishers...NOW!!

Lyn: ...It’s literally become a stairway to Hell.

As Jenny climbed up one side, Rori began to ascend the other. Rung by rung, she pulled herself up as Jenny spotted her. As the blond reached the top, Jenny began to rain fists on her. Rori caught her with an uppercut that rocked her backwards as Jenny teetered, holding on by one hand. Rori switched sides as Jenny nearly toppled over, managing to catch herself on the other side and pull herself up. Mackenzie neared the top of the ladder, catching Jenny with a backfist to the face. Williams lost her grip as Rori caught her before she fell, pulling her up and hooking an arm around her. Her eyes widened as she looked to the ring in flames in front of her, and with a sickening smile on her face....

Mark: WAIT A MINUTE....WHAT THE HELL IS SHE THINKING?!

Rori climbed one more step and to the top of the ladder as she jumped off! The pair sailed through the air as Rori drove Jenny back first with a Rock bottom off the ladder into the burning ring! And on impact....the ring imploded!

Lyn: They’re both dead. They. Are. Dead.

The mat disintegrated as both women went through the ring!

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

Mark: I....I have never seen anything like that in my life! Get the damn EMTs out here!!

Production team members raced down the aisle with fire extinguishers, trying to put out the inferno in the center.

Lyn: It’s... This match is still going on and... How can it. We don’t even have a ring anymore!

As the fire was finally contained and put out, referee Jennifer Stringer slid under the bottom rope and saw Rori laying on top of Jenny on the floor underneath and counted.

ONE!!

TWOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEE!!

Mark: That was academic!! Rori....Good God.... I’m glad it’s finally over!!

Lyn: No one is moving right now.

The camera showed the carnage as Rori and Jenny laid in the crater in the center of the ring, while Crystal and Maddison were on the floor in pain themselves.

Cory: The winn....winners......R...Rori Mackenzie an...and Maddison Knight...

Mark: Absolute carnage! It looks like a crime scene out here!

EMTs poured out of the backstage area, with four gurneys pulled along behind them as they descended on the ring and around it to help all four women.

Lyn: It doesn’t matter it’s... It’s just over. That’s all that matters. It’s over.

Mark: I hope Amanda Saint is fucking happy right now! This is on her hands! She booked this, and all the blood...all the suffering....and the horrors we’ve seen....we can thank her for that! This has been the most barbaric Hardcore War I have ever seen, and I didn’t think it could get worse than the last one! I stand corrected!

Lyn: Old wrestlers are turning in their graves right now.

Medics slid under the ropes to get to Rori and Jenny in the center of the crater in the ring, while others attended to Crystal and Maddison around the ringside area. The fans in the arena showed nothing but shock on their faces at what they had just witnessed.

Mark: Rori and Maddison may have won this match, but at what cost?! I’ve seen wreckage on the interstate that didn’t look nearly as bad as all this!

Lyn: There’s no cheering, there’s no booing... There’s just a collected shock on the faces of all the wrestling fans. Just the murmur after a fifty-two-car pile up.

More medics came through the entrance as they went around Amanda Saint, who was standing alone watching with a curious look on her face. Not showing remorse or disgust, just curiosity as she watched.

Lyn: It disturbs me that she doesn’t even look happy. Like maybe Saint was a glutton for watching other people in pain but no... She’s not happy or sad, disgusted or enthralled... She just looks like she’s studying it.

Mark: Ladies and gentlemen, this has been Hardcore War. And this has been the 2013 presentation of Chaos Theory. And Lyn, I will never as long as I live forget what we have seen here tonight...

Lyn: Although I’m sure you wish you could. Good night everyone and... May someone, anyone please have mercy on all four of those women.

As the EMTs continued to work as the fans watched on in almost dead silence, Amanda Saint nodded her head as she looked on from the ramp. Chaos Theory faded to black.

~ ~ ~

Jodie: I shudder every time I watch that moment, Mark. But it just goes to show you how far some of us on this roster are willing to go to secure a victory or to even steal the show. Those four ladies damn near killed each other and you have to believe that this moment will live on for many years to come.

Mark: Hardcore War has claimed a lot of casualties in its time in FFW. And we can’t show you an entire match, because this is cable television. None of those four women will ever be the same. But they aren’t the only people laid to waste by Hardcore War.


Rebirth of the Power Trip
FFW Conviction 2012- May 26, 2012

The Queen fell to her knees, leaning against the ropes as she coughed up blood onto the floor around the ring as Kitty writhed in the table wreckage. The cameras looked to the ramp as Cody Kincaid began making his way down towards the ring, shaking his head in a bit of a power walk. Referee Jennifer Stringer headed for him as Cody and she began talking at the bottom of the ramp.

Mark: This is not the environment I think Cody Kincaid belongs in, but I hope to God that he’s going to stop this! There’s no winners here!

Leander: Oh, God. I know we needed management here but considering what Cody had to witness months ago at Hell in a Cell and being blindsided by Rori Mackenzie earlier this year...I fear for my friend’s safety, Mark...maybe I sh-

The cameras moved closer as we were able to pick up their conversation.

Cody: Jennifer, this is over. This is over right now, there’s no way this can continue! Stop the match!

Jennifer: I can’t, believe me when I say I want to. But I’m not allowed to stop it!

Cody: On whose order?

Jennifer: Samantha....

Cody gave an incredulous look as he heard this as Jennifer backed away, shrugging her shoulders and apologizing profusely as she headed back towards the ring.

Mark: Jennifer Stringer has been put under order not to stop this? By Samantha?! Why doesn’t she just let them kill each other then?!

Leander: Our CEO probably wants finality to all of this but...fuck, at what price? What price will it take to put an end to this bout? Their careers? Their lives?!?!

Cody headed back up the ramp, obviously none too happy. The cameras went back to see Kitty beginning to stir on the floor, starting to sit up as the Queen rolled out to the floor. Looking back, she shook her head and began staggering up the ramp, almost drunkenly as she couldn’t walk in a straight line.

Mark: I think the Queen is done, and I don’t blame her! There’s nothing to be gained here, and she’s heading out of the arena!

As she made it to the top of the ramp where the entrance was, Caroline Dallins stepped out onto the ramp with a kendo stick in her hands, slapping it against her hand and shaking her head. The Queen stopped in her tracks as she headed towards the other side of the ramp, and down on the floor stood Shane Sanders with a baseball bat, telling her to come down.

Leander: Caroline and now Shane...wh-what? Th...Mark, they’re keeping Jenny from getting the hell out of dodge!

Jenny doubled back, heading for the other side of the ramp only to find Tara Thunder on that side, shaking her head and cracking her knuckles! “The Queen” looked back to the ramp to see Kitty staggering slowly up towards her. Jenny looked around, seeing she was trapped on all four sides. And with a running leap, she launched herself off the stage! But she didn’t land on the floor as she grabbed the grating on the right hand side of the gigantic living video wall. Tara and Shane and Caroline all began moving to that side after her as the Queen began to climb up the side of the video wall as the sold out Pepsi Center looked on!

Mark: The Queen is trapped like a rat!! There’s nowhere to go, but...up!! She’s literally scaling the living video wall here in the Pepsi Center! I can’t say as I blame her with what’s waiting on the floor!

Leander: Jenny Stryfe is climbing for her damned life here and quite frankly, of all things, nobody was expecting this to happen!

Jenny stared down at the women gathered under her on the floor, inviting her to come back down but instead she continued to climb! Kitty made it to the top of the ramp, looking down and directing a bit of traffic as Shane and Caroline went around to the other side of the wall. Stryfe stared up as Jenny was now on top of the video wall, crawling on her hands and knees as she had lost her balance, as the wall was over 50 feet tall!

Leander: Jenny’s on the top and that’s...she’s crawling fifty feet above us!!!

Jenny rose to her feet slowly, looking down as Kitty dropped to her knees and invited her to come back down and fight. “The Queen” turned and looked down at Kaitlynn with a look of seething hatred in her eyes. Shaking her head, she looked as though she were about to head for the edge and do just that when she literally plunged off the top of the wall and plummeted fifty feet into and through the stage with a sickening smack!!  And the live crowd looked on in shock, another “HOLY SHIT” chant beginning!!

Mark: JESUS CHRIST.......

At the top of the wall, the camera pointed to see Isabella Pazzini and Starla McCloud standing and looking down!

Leander: JENNIFER STRYFE JUST DROPPED FIFTY FEET THROUGH THE STAGE!!!!! AND PAZZINI AND MCCLOUD ARE JUST *STARING* AT HER!!!!

Mark: I have never seen anything like that in my life! Jennifer Stryfe....has been destroyed!! The director is telling the cameramen to stay away from the stage! I don’t want to see what it looks like under there!

Medical personnel poured out of the back, hopping down into the opening in the stage as Jennifer Stringer touched her ear, obviously getting some direction before she turned back and called for the bell!

Leander: And finally...FINALLY this is over!!!

Tara, Shane, and Caroline climbed up onto the stage, helping Kitty get to her feet as Isabella and Starla looked on from the wall, shaking each other’s hands.

Cory: The referee has stopped the match! The wi....winner.....K....Kaitlynn Stryfe!!

The crowd was thunderous in its hatred as they watched on before Samantha Star and Eden Chevalier walked out onto the stage, making sure to go around the carnage beneath part of the stage. The CEO gave the two up top a thumbs up as she gave a hug to Caroline, Tara, and Shane before applauding Kitty. Looking down to Kitty with a smile, the cameras caught her as she said “Now that’s what I call a Power Trip....”

Mark: Wait a minute....that’s what we are seeing?! That’s what this is?! In the ashes of the A-List, Samantha Star.....has brought the fucking Power Trip!

Leander: Is this why Samantha invited Miss Demeanor to come see Conviction?! Is that what she was talking about? Because this...all of this...these women as a collective just put perhaps the ending touches on Jenny Stryfe’s CAREER!!!

Samantha turned around, asking for Miss Demeanor and telling her to come out wherever she was before laughing. Eden applauded her boss, giving her a sadistic smile.

Mark: Samantha has brought back the most lethal version of the Power Trip you could imagine! And together, they have decimated Jennifer Stryfe! Conviction has been the absolute damnedest night I have ever seen in my entire career!

~ ~ ~

Jodie smirks as she finally unzips a jacket she was wearing to showcase her Power Trip t-shirt before winking at the camera.

Jodie: The moment that saw the rebirth of the stable I am very proud to represent in the Power Trip. Jenny Stryfe was destroyed and even though she would resurface a year later in the very same arena, standing on the very same video wall... she backed away when she realized she couldn’t beat the Power Trip then, she can’t do it now. This is by far one of my favorite moments in FFW history, Mark, and you can call me bias if you like.

Mark: I had a feeling you might feel that way. The Power Trip has always been a powerful force in FFW. And for those that didn’t know it, that right there that you just relived is the reason FFW does not have a Conviction Pay Per View. It was renamed to Relentless. Speaking of the Power Trip, let’s look back at a match that involved one of their brightest stars from this past year’s Unstoppable.


Wendy Becomes Double Champion
FFW Unstoppable 3 - July 28, 2012

Cory: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is Champion Vs Champion with both titles on the line under No Surrender Rules.

The video wall comes to life to show Wendy Briese with the No Surrender Championship on her shoulder looking quietly determined while on the opposite side of the screen is Tara Thunder, the Evolution Title also slung over her shoulder but with a sombre look etched on her features.

Mark: For the first time in FFW history, Champion meets Champion with both titles on the line and as Cory just announced this match is being contested under No Surrender rules, which means you can only win this match by submission.

CCM: Someone tonight is walking out here with twice they gold they walked in with and will have made history as FFW’s first ever double champion. The fans are in for a treat as well Mark, in Wendy Briese and Tara Thunder we have probably two of the best technical wrestlers in the world.

Cory: Introducing first, from Indianapolis, Indiana. She stands 5’8” tall, weighs 132lbs and is the reigning NO SURRENDER Champion...WENDY BRIESE!!!

#EL-EH-VAY-SHUN!#

The crowd bursts into cheers as a short volley of green and gold pyro bursts on the stage, as the always upbeat “Elevation” begins to play over the loudspeakers.  Wendy comes out, grinning and waving at the crowd, as she walks towards the ring.  Behind her steps Pollaski wearing a pair of sunglasses, and stepping cockily down towards the ring.

Wendy slaps some hands as she gets to the bottom of the ramp, and climbs the steps, climbing into the ring.  She waves to the fans one more time, then turns back to the center of the ring, doing some last minute stretches on the ropes.

Mark: Wendy Briese is a two time No Surrender Champion, but she comes into this match on the back of a pinfall loss to Cara Stone and it’s a big ask to bounce back on the biggest stage of them all.

CCM: And lets not forget there’s another monkey on Wendy’s back - she’s never successfully defended a title in FFW. Can she make the breakthrough against a highly impressive opponent tonight?

Cory: Her opponent represents the Power Trip and comes from Amsterdam in the Netherlands by way of   Miami, Florida, standing 5‘6”, 136lbs and is the reigning EVOLUTION Champion...TARA THUNDER!!!

"Thunderstruck" starts playing and along with the starting riff out walks Tara Thunder dressed up in a pink and black combination there she stands at the top of the ramp as the crowd resents the usual sing along chanting to "Thunder!" resorting to boos and jeers at her.  Entrance way goes dark she walks to the ramp way the lights in the arena flash like a lightning during a thunderstorm and light back up before she heads rushingly towards towards ringside refusing to slap hands of the fans then she jumps on the apron letting the pyro explosions go off around the ring before flipping herself over the top rope. Once in the ring she takes of her pink jacket, flicks her long curly hair back swinging her curvy body a bit doing some hits and kicks as the music dies down.

Mark: Tara is the longest reigning Evolution Champion in FFW history and has beaten all comers since she won the title all the way back in November.

CCM: She’s shown no sign of relinquishing her hold on that title, though Wendy is one of the few wrestlers to hold a win over Tara Thunder - having beaten her in a ladder match to win the Evolution Championship. Will lightning strike twice in the form of Wendy beating Tara to walk out with the Evolution Championship?

As the music ends Tara and Wendy meet in the middle of the ring, standing eye to eye as Malcolm Parks watches intently as the two exchange words. Finally he calls for the bell and Tara looks to land the opening blow, snapping off a jab toward Wendy’s jaw only for the Irish descendent to dodge out of the way, sprinting toward the ropes and coming back with a flying forearm smash to the Tara’s chest. As the Dutchgirl stumbles but doesn’t go down, Wendy launches off a series of snap kicks to her opponents legs before finally taking her down to the mat with a hiptoss, holding onto the arm as her opponent hits the mat and hooking on an armbar. Getting back to her feet, Tara pushes Wendy back into the ropes and fires her across the ring, looking to take the red head off her feet with a clothesline, only for Wendy to use the momentum to her advantage, using the extended arm to to swing herself up and round her opponent, hooking her head and delivering a DDT into the mat. Almost immediately Tara manages to roll out of the ring and onto her feet, holding her head.

Mark: Wendy’s come flying out of the blocks tonight and Tara’s rolled to the outside to catch her breath and she desperately needs to regroup.

CCM: As much as anything this is going to disrupt Wendy’s rhythm and given how determined and driven she looks in this match that can only be a bad thing.

Parks checks on Wendy as she waits patiently for Tara to re-enter the ring, watching as she paces back and forth on the outside. Finally Tara rolls back into the ring on the instruction of Parks and gets back to her feet as the two competitors begin to circle each other. Locking up, Tara gains the advantage with a knee into Wendy’s midsection, followed by an elbow into the middle of her back and a double axe handle causing Wendy to drop to one knee, only to come back up to a vertical stance the moment her knee touches the canvas and straight into a side Russian Legsweep from the slightly larger women. Tara rolls over on top of the No Surrender Champion and drives hammer blows to her head before pulling her to her feet and sending her in for the ride once more and driving her back into the mat with a scoop powerslam. Again Tara gets to her feet quickly as Wendy makes it to all fours, only for Tara to leap into the air and stomp down on Wendy’s back, sending her crashing back into the mat. Lifting Wendy up by the leg, Tara drives her knee first into the mat. Picking up once more by the ankle Tara again drives Wendy knee first into the mat once more.

Mark: Tara’s got the advantage in this match now thanks to a series of hammer blows to her head and now she’s starting to focus in on Wendy’s knee.

CCM: Wendy has a slight speed advantage over Tara, but that won’t last if Tara’s allowed to pick apart her leg. Not only that but it’s going to soften Wendy up for any of a number of submissions targeting that joint.

Rolling her onto her back, Tara starts to drive a boot into the back of her knee before spinning around looking to apply a figure four leglock only for Wendy to have the presence of mind to kick her off and send her stumbling chest first into the corner. As she staggers backward, Wendy pushes herself up to her feet. Rather than waste time trying to get the blood flowing in her injured knee she leaps onto Tara’s back and applies a sleeper hold. Locking it in tightly only for Tara to quickly fall back into the corner and grab hold of the ropes causing Wendy to release the hold immediately. Landing on her feet Wendy spins Tara around to face her and looks to Irish Whip her across the ring, only for Tara to reverse the move, sending Wendy into the opposite corner instead and following in behind her, hitting a clothesline, before taking hold of the red heads wrist once more and sending her in for the ride again with a little added venom this time, falling to the mat as she releases her. Wendy meets the turnbuckle chest first, causing her to totter backward, right into the waiting arms of Tara Thunder who drops her opponent on the back of her head with a German suplex. Popping her hips, Tara comes to her feet with her arms still tightly wrapped around the No Surrender champions waist and this time delivers a release German Suplex, Briese landing in on her back in a corner.

Mark: Wendy tried to get some offence going, only for Tara to start tossing her around like a rag doll.

CCM: Those moves are certainly going to take more out of Wendy than Tara and will lower her resistance to the painful submission moves that Tara is capable of.

Sliding out of the ring, Tara reaches back in and spins Wendy around by the legs, placing one each side of the ring post as she pulls her into position to slam her already damaged knee into the steel ringpost. Parks puts his head through the ropes and orders Tara to bring the action back into the ring only for the Power Trip member to slam her knee once more into the ring post. As Thunder takes hold of her leg once more to drive the knee into the post, Wendy fires her free leg into the side of Tara’s head three times in lightning quick succession, securing the break as the Evolution Champion reels into the retaining wall. Taking the opportunity Wendy rolls away from the corner to the opposite side of the ring and uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet, favouring her injured left knee as she hobbles slightly. Recovering, from the shot to the head Tara rolls back under the rope and to her feet, charging at Wendy who hobbles forward and leaves her feet to take Thunder down to the mat with a leg lariat.

Mark: Tara using the environment to her advantage as she continues to go after Wendy’s knee, looking to weaken it further in the hunt for the elusive submission victory.

CCM: Wendy’s fighting back though Mark. If she can get the blood and the adrenaline flowing she’ll find that knee suddenly gets a whole lot less painful.

Once again Wendy uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet, getting upright at the same time as Tara only for Wendy to springboard off the ropes and drive her injured knee into Tara’s jaw sending her to the mat once again as Briese rolls through and comes to her feet once more, hobbling around a little, she starts to get the blood flowing while Tara starts to pick herself up off the mat. As the Evolution champion gets to one knee, the No Surrender champion steps forward and delivers a shining wizard to the back of her head, sending her falling forward to the mat. Quickly Wendy dives upon the prone opponent and applies a LeBell lock, twisting Tara’s arm around as she pulls back on her neck. Malcolm Parks slides into position asking Tara if she wishes to submit only to get a defiant scream of ‘NO’ in return as Tara kicks her feet against the canvas in pain. Starting to fight against the hold, Tara pushes herself up from the mat using all her strength and lunges sideways, dragging Wendy with her. Reaching out she finds herself short of the ropes, pushing upward, she lunges once more and manages to just hook a finger around the rope and drag herself the rest of the way to wrap her hand tightly around the bottom rope.

Mark: Wendy looking to secure the win with the LeBell Lock, but Tara had enough resiliency to withstand the hold and was able to drag herself to the ropes for the break.

CCM: It’s a painful submission hold that Wendy had locked in though, it applies pressure to the arm, the shoulder and the neck - the exact same areas as the Banshee and that was genius from Wendy Briese - applying a move that not only could have won the match but also gets her into a better position to win the match later.

Breaking the hold Wendy gets to her feet and goes back on the attack, walking up to Tara and delivering a boot to her midsection as Tara holds her shoulder following the hold. Wendy delivers another boot to the gut before taking hold of the arm she had been working over, twisting it around in the shoulder joint once more before moving close to her body, facing her away from her opponent before snapmaring her down into a seated position and firing off another kick to the top of Tara’s spine and shoulder as she keeps her arm held away from Tara’s body. Stepping over Tara’s arm, Wendy drives her heel back into Tara’s chest sending her down to the mat, as Wendy joins her and applies a figure four armlock.  Again Parks is on hand to ask for the submission, again getting a short snapped ‘no’ in response. As Wendy bears down with all her weight on Tara’s arm, Thunder rakes her eyes and elicits the break from Wendy before she is forced to tap out.

CCM: Again, it’s good strategy from Wendy Briese, employing another submission hold that targets one of the same points as her Banshee finisher and sapping Tara’s strength advantage by essentially making her a one-armed opponent.

Mark: Power is a big part of Tara’s game, we saw earlier how she was able to toss Wendy around with those suplexes and she’s going to find that a little more difficult if she’s only got one good arm.

Wendy gets back to her feet, holding her face as Tara also manages to get to her feet, holding her arm as she does so. With both women vertical, Tara flies forward spinning around and driving Wendy to the mat with a discus clothesline using her good arm. Tara gets to her feet first, shaking her bad arm to bring it back to life before sending a recovering Wendy in for the ride, catching her as she comes off the ropes with a one arm spinebuster. Once more Tara gets to her feet, shaking her arm vigorously as she waits for Wendy to push herself up to her feet and comes forward driving her face first into the mat with a scissor kick to the back of her head. Stomping on her downed foe, Tara manages to roll her over and drops to the mat as she applies a figure four necklock, still trying to bring life back into her arm. Clawing at the legs around her head, Wendy refuses to quit, her injured leg shaking a little as the fans will her back to life. Spinning to one side, Wendy uses her feet to drag herself toward the ropes and stretches out her legs to wrap her ankles around the bottom rope. Parks starts the count getting to four before Tara releases the hold.

Mark: But that right there highlights one of the many dangers of Tara Thunder. She doesn’t need both arms to be fully functioning in order to be effective in that ring.

CCM: And while she has the figure four neck lock applied she can try and bring her injured arm back to life and catch her breath while stopping Wendy from getting hers.

Breathing deeply Wendy gets back to her feet using the ropes, only for Tara to already be charging at her, Wendy moving off the ropes, sidestepping the rushing Tara as she spins around, drops her shoulder and sends the Evolution champion into the air with a back body drop, her bad knee giving out on her slightly as she falls into the ropes, catching herself on the top rope she stays on her feet and begins to walk around. Keeping a close eye on Tara, Wendy moves toward her as she gets up, delivering a kick to the gut, immediately hooking her head and executing a swinging DDT. Again the No Surrender Champion waits for her Evolution counterpart to start to revive herself and charges forward with a textbook shining wizard. With Tara flat on the mat, Wendy hits the ropes, springboarding off them and landing a shooting star leg drop to Tara’s shoulderblade. Rolling onto Tara’s back, Wendy gets her feet underneath her and pulls Tara up into a camel clutch, pulling back on her head as she gets lower, increasing the pressure on her opponents lower back. Still Tara refuses to quit and eventually manages to slide forward to her knees, wrapping her arms around her legs as she starts to get to her feet and falls backward with an electric chair drop.

CCM: Wendy went for the camel clutch, a good move under the circumstances, but I can’t help but think that her injured knee prevented her from getting as low as she wanted and gave Tara a sniff of a chance of getting out of the hold.

Mark: And what a counter to the submission hold it was. Tara displayed that incredible strength of hers and delivered a devastating Electric Chair Drop to the No Surrender Champion.

As the pair take their time, catching their breath on the ring mat before making it up to their feet on opposite sides of the ring. Tara is the first one to move, walking across the ring toward her opponent and firing off a right hand that only proves to be a feint as Wendy bobs and weaves to avoid it and gets tagged with a left hand instead. As Wendy straightens up, Tara lands a straight right hand to the body, followed by a left to the body then a knee to the same area that drives the air from Wendy’s chest and allows for Tara to drive her down into the mat with an Impaler DDT. Tara wastes little time, going for Wendy’s legs and attempting to lock in the Who’s A Bitch Now?! sharpshooter submission hold only for Wendy to fight her off before she can get a proper hold of her legs, arching her back for a little more height, she drives a boot into the side of Tara’s head. Tara keeps hold of one leg as she tries to shake the cobwebs, Wendy reacting quickly to hook Tara’s head and pull her down towards her on the mat as she applies a Gogoplata. Tara drops to a knee as she starts to fade in the hold. As she stops struggling Parks goes for her arm, lifting it once and watching it fall, twice and watching it fall, three times and watching it fa-NO!!

Mark: Wendy had the “Who’s A Bitch Now?!” Sharpshooter well scouted, countered before Tara could come close to applying it and countered it into the Gogoplata!!

CCM: And Wendy almost managed to pick up the win, but Tara’s found her second wind and only God knows where from given all these two have gone through already.

Finding a hidden reserve of strength, Tara manages to fight to her feet and lift the red head off the mat and looks to slam her back down into the mat, only for Wendy to release at the perfect and land on her feet - albeit jarring her knee as she does so causing her to stumble back ward and giving Tara the perfect opportunity to come to her feet. Trying to take the advantage by charging at her opponent who takes her down to the mat with a drop toe hold, immediately Wendy looks for the Banshee deathlock STF only for Tara to have it scouted. Moving as soon as Wendy attempts to apply and grabbing her by the ankle, taking the Indiana native to the mat as she twists the ankle into an unnatural position.

Mark: And Tara had Wendy’s signature submission scouted too, countering it with an ankle lock - one of the deadliest submissions in this sport.

CCM: Wendy needs to find a counter quickly, otherwise Tara will snap her ankle in two!!

Wendy screams in pain, refusing to give up to Malcolm’s questioning. Rolling through the hold she sends Tara face first into the corner and gets gingerly to her feet as Tara moves slowly out of the corner. Lunging into an attempted lockup, Wendy sidesteps and pulls Tara to the mat, hooking her arm and pulling back on her head with a perfect Crippler Crossface. Tara refuses to quit, only for Wendy to pull back further, increasing the pressure. Tara claws at Wendy’s iron grasp and reaches for the ring ropes only to find them agonisingly far away as the No Surrender Champion once more increases the pressure and finally, with no other option available, Tara taps reluctantly on the mat, Malcolm Parks calling for the bell.

Mark: WENDY’S DONE IT!!! It took a submission hold we don’t normally see from her, but that’s a testament to just how damn good she it and how technically sound this woman is!

CCM: Tara was taken by surprise with the Crippler Crossface, right in the middle of the ring and was ultimately left with no option. And I think the only person more pissed off then Tara right now will be Samantha Star, having seen the Power Trip lose gold in this match.

Cory: Here is your winner...the reigning FFW NO SURRENDER CHAMPION and NEW FFW EVOLUTION CHAMPION....WENDY BRIESE!!! 

~ ~ ~

Mark: Tara and Wendy practically stole the show last year at Unstoppable when they met in FFW’s first and only title vs. title match. And as you saw, Wendy managed to make a great deal of history that night against a very very game Tara Thunder.

Jodie: Yeah she did... by becoming the second ever dual champion. And then made history once more by giving up the higher title and keeping a hold of the No Surrender Championship only to then lose that to Serafina. I mean I take nothing away from Wendy as she and Tara tore it up that night and its indeed a great moment in FFW history.

Mark: The Power Trip has definitely had its good and bad moments. And while that match was indeed one for the ages, they have also had a problem with...retaining members, as you may recall, Jodie.

[Adam Grant]

Caroline Turns on the Power Trip
FFW Velocity - 10/18/2012

Emma shoves Eileen down to her knees, pulling her head back and waving Starla to come forward with the chair. The fans are nearly riotous at this, and even moreso when Caroline comes tearing down the ramp. Dallins slides into the ring as Emma grins towards her, offering her the chair instead. Dallins shakes her head as she has a kendo stick in her hand, while Emma slides the chair to the floor. Standing over Eileen as though she were her executioner, she looks down into the Tsunami’s eyes as she brings the weapon above her head.

Samantha: Isn’t that sweet! Caroline decided she wanted to do the honors. Split her skull open, Caroline!

Leo: Dammit Caroline, that’s your best friend in front of you being dangled around like a carrot by people who don’t give a shit about her and now you’re going to join them in on it too?! And for what?!

As her stablemates cheered her on, Dallins glanced from them to a helpless Eileen and swung her kendo stick with violent authority. Into Starla’s ribs! Another shot cracked into Kitty’s midsection, doubling her over as well! Emma stood in shock as Caroline cracked her upside the head with it, and the fans were thunderous!

Samantha: Why you ungrateful little whore!

Caroline threw the stick down, grabbing Eileen and dragging her out of the ring, joining a stunned Cara and Stacey on the floor, who were getting their wits about them! Samantha’s headset hit the desk as Caroline unlocked Eileen’s handcuffs, all four of them looking up into the ring as the three members of the Power Trip in the match swarmed about in anger!

Leo: I...I can’t believe this...CAROLINE DALLINS HAS TURNED ON THE POWER TRIP!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?! IT’S LIKE THE BIZARRO VERSION OF SIN AND SACRIFICE AND...WE’RE OUT OF TIME TO BOOT!!! FOLKS, FOR NIKKII SPAINHOWER AND OTHER VARIOUS GUESTS ON COMMENTARY, I’M LEANDER APOLLO...HOLY SHIT, THIS WAR IS FAR FROM OVER!!!

The fans were thunderous throughout the arena as they watched Caroline with her newfound allies on the floor. The final image is a split screen of Samantha’s angry face and Caroline’s defiant one, looking at Samantha as the words “just business” escape her lips as Velocity faded to black.

~ ~ ~

Jodie: Yeah Caroline bit the hand that fed her and we saw what happened because of that right? Where is Caroline Dallins now, Mark? Recovering from career threatening injuries given to her by the hands of The Power Trip’s Tara Thunder. Sure she got her ‘moment’ we are reliving right now, but The Trip got the final laugh in the end.

Mark: Caroline was the only defector in the Power Trip who actually remained on the roster after she quit. The other woman who defected was Shane Sanders, and she went to SVW. I’m sure she’d say one had nothing to do with the other, but...we’ll let the public judge that one. Coming up, a shocking moment that was supposed to be about one woman’s return....but it didn’t quite work out that way.



Savior Meets Sinner
FFW Full Frontal 2011 - March 26, 2011

The show heads back into the arena as the fans are buzzing still from what they have already seen as we hear the voice of the Breaking Point announce team as Ben stands in the ring.

Mark: Ladies and gentlemen, the main event is next! Isabella and Scarlett for FFW gold! We got Ben standing by! Let’s do this!!

Erica: You’re exhausted?! I can imagine! They’ve had you on commentary most of the night! Let the guy have a rest!

Ben: Ladies and gentleme----

Before Ben can finish his sentence, the lights inside the arena blink out.

Mark: Well maybe it isn’t next! What the hell is going on now?! I don’t know if I can take many more surprises! My heart is already pounding in my ears here!

Erica: I think you need a shot of something.

The video wall comes to life, a full moon is seen on what appears to be a dark path through the woods as we hear a child’s voice reading, that of a little girl. The ground and trees along the path were almost black as the full moon hung bright in the background, almost like it could be reached towards and touched.

Little Girl: The journey towards salvation has been a long and treacherous path. The evil of this world corrupting the light, and turning once good people into the minions of the devil herself.

The sound of footsteps crunching along the ground are heard as there is still no one visible on the video wall, just the darkened path with the moon set behind it.

Little Girl: The time has come. The time has come for her return. The agents of darkness shall tremble in her presence. The evildoers shall fall before her. FFW needs a hero. A savior.

The footsteps get louder as we see the figure of a woman appear making her way up and stop at the top of the path on the video wall.

Mark: I’ve never seen anything like this before!

Little Girl: The time has come! The light shall shine down in the darkest corners of FFW. And the hero....the Savior.....returns......TONIGHT!

The live crowd really begins buzzing as the figure of the woman heads towards the camera, walking quicker and as she walks past the camera, the video cuts out. And static fills the screen, white noise filling the arena speakers.

Erica: Can someone turn off the damn speakers! That’s annoying!

Almost as if on command, the static disappears off the screen and through the PA speakers as a song begins to play.

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need

Mark: We’ve been hearing about this for weeks! And the wait is over! We are about to find out who the Savior of FFW is! That video gave me chills!

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life

A single spotlight appeared in the ring, leaving the rest of the arena in darkness. A single figure stood in the center of the ring, her head down with her long hair framing the shadow that rested over her face.

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

She lifted her head further, the light from the spotlight illuminating her face. The camera zoomed in on a close up as the light struck her face, the arena lights coming back up instantly as the crowd roared! Her face had a grin on it as she looked into the camera. The face of the Savior belonged to Valerie Belmont!

Erica: Are you serious?! Really?!?!

Mark: Holy shit! The Izod Center is shaking!! And do you know why?!!

Erica: Unfortunately....

Mark: Because the Savior of FFW....it’s VALERIE BELMONT!! VAL IS BACK IN FFW!! AND I THINK TWENTY THOUSAND IN THE IZOD CENTER ARE DAMN SURE HAPPY TO SEE HER!! I KNOW I AM!!

Erica: That makes one of us!

The live crowd roared its approval as Valerie climbed up onto the second turnbuckle, talking to the fans whom were giving her such a warm reception!

Mark: Valerie Belmont has returned to FFW, and I can say it’s damn sure time! I couldn’t think of a better Savior....a better hero.....than that woman right there! This crowd has lost it!!

Erica: These people would mark out for Bryan Deas, I think!

Valerie had a huge smile on her face as she hopped down off the turnbuckle, soaking in the adoration of the crowd before Ben Johns laid a microphone on the mat for her. She went to pick it up, heading back for the center of the ring when she happened to look up, seeing a figure descending from the ceiling of the arena on a zip line and land in front of her. Wearing all black with a ski mask over her head, the woman locked eyes with Val, whom had a slightly confused look on her face. The masked figure was motionless like a statue for a moment as the two women stared at one another.

Mark: Now what?! Who the hell is that?!

The woman detached herself from the zip line, taking the microphone from Valerie’s hand and tossing it aside. The pair continued to lock eyes in the center of the ring. The masked woman reached behind her head, grabbing the mask and pulling it up over her head. Her long, brown mane falls around her head as she tosses the mask aside to the mat as Val stares into the eyes of the woman.

Erica: That’s....KITTY!!

The camera caught full view of Kaitlynn’s face as she stared into Val’s eyes, saying the words “Nothing personal, just business.” before cold cocking Val with a right hand to the jaw. The redhead got back to her feet, holding her jaw and returned fire, a hard left to Kitty’s jaw as the two women began throwing fists at one another as the fans were on their feet!

Mark: I don’t know what the hell is going on, but Kitty and Valerie Belmont are going toe to toe at Full Frontal! I thought Kitty got fired...I thought Val got fired! But they’re damn sure here at Full Frontal!!

The crowd roared as the two women tore into one another before security came running down the ramp, and into the ring. They began trying to pull them apart as the two women glared back and forth at one another.

Erica: Get her, Kitty!! Beat her ass!!

Val broke through the security contingent holding her back, taking off towards Kitty as more security grabbed her by the waist to pull her back. Kitty backhanded her across the jaw and waved her forward, inviting her for another go which caused Val to fight against the security to grant her wish!

Fans: LET THEM GO! LET THEM GO! LET THEM GO!

Mark: New Jersey wants security to let them go, so do I! What the hell’s going on?!

Kitty ducked under the bottom rope, rolling to the floor as Val glared at her from the ring. She headed up the ramp backwards, glancing behind her as she saw her Alexander Stryfe standing at the top of the ramp, nodding in approval!

Erica: Stryfe’s up on the ramp, he’s been watching this whole time! I have a feeling he’s behind this somehow!

Mark: Valerie Belmont has returned to FFW! The Savior returns, and finds herself looking eye to eye with the Original Sinner herself, Kaitlynn! There’s more to this story than meets the eye, and I can’t wait to hear it! You’re right, Erica! I’m positive Alexander Stryfe has something do with this!!

Kitty joins Alex on the ramp, Alex nodding with approval and a smile on his face as Val watches from the ring, still incensed.

Mark: Are Stryfe and Kitty on the same page again? What brings Val back to FFW? How the hell did Kitty get her job back?!

~ ~ ~

Jodie: What was meant to be the grand return of Valerie Lamb or as she was back then... Belmont... turned into a war as Kitty Stryfe crashed the party. This was one of the most talked about moments in FFW’s history, Mark... and it actually breaks my heart that Kitty is no longer with us. Rest in Peace, Kitty.

Mark: There is no denying that Kaitlynn Stryfe was one of the greatest wrestlers of our time. She was a major part of FFW history, and no one can deny that. And as you heard, the fans in the Izod Center were thunderous upon her return when she went eye to eye with Valerie.

Mark looks back from the screen to the camera.

Mark: I’m going to go ahead and tell you, Jodie. I decided to sneak one in. If I’m going to dig around in the archives for a few days, I decided I’d get one honorable mention of my own. Consider it a bonus. A match that I personally thought was nothing short of outstanding. Curious yet?

Jodie: I’d hazard a guess that since she’s not been seen yet on this little memory lane... A Scarlett Kincaid match?

[Adam Grant]

Elimination Chamber for the FFW Championship
FFW Unstoppable 2 - July 30, 2011

The show returns back into the arena as there is a noticeable buzz going throughout the sold out arena. The camera heads down to ringside with a very familiar main event broadcast team standing by!

Mark: And now it’s the one that brought them to the building! Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time in FFW history, the FFW Championship will be on the line inside one of the most diabolical structures ever concocted! Erica, my pleasure to be calling this one with you!

Erica: And it is mine to be calling it! The structure is a scary one, and I don’t envy a single one of the girls that are getting into it. Loads of steel, even more chain...this is gonna HURT!

Mark: We saw earlier tonight where the champion requested to start this match, and I think most of the wrestling world at large agree on what a terrible mistake this can turn out to be! But someone whom is arguably also making a mistake in some minds is Katherine Stryfe, whom will be competing now in her second match tonight! And as we saw, the tag title match was hardly one-sided earlier!

Erica: No one expected that match to be one-sided, especially after the tranny jokes on Katherine’s part! For her sake, she had better hope she comes out last, if only for some time to recover! I don’t know though, I thin Scarlett’s wanting to come out first is a great idea! If she wants to prove she’s the best in the company, this is the best way to do it!

Mark: There’s no doubt in my mind that if she can walk through this, she’ll definitely have made her point, as I said earlier tonight! As I’m told, the last two entrants will be the ones starting this match! Samantha confirmed Scarlett for one, but now the question is who will join her! Let’s stop talking about it, because the Chamber...is NEXT!!

The camera goes back to ringside as the fans look up to see the giant Elimination Chamber as it descends from the rafters of the Time Warner Cable Arena towards the floor. Spotlights flash all around it as members of the ring crew await on the floor to secure it into place.

Mark: The Elimination Chamber is a structure designed to shorten careers, and to put the absolute biggest physical toll on the human body one can imagine! And there you see it, hanging over the ring like Damocles’ sword! An eerie feeling comes over me as I watch this monster come from the rafters.

Erica; The ground is shaking at our feet, and the crowd are getting really hyped up for this,a nd I can’t blame them! As scary as this is to watch, there’s a massive adrenaline rush. If any of these six women can walk out without any kind of bleeding, I’ll...well,I don’t know what!

The Chamber continues to descend as Ben Johns begins to speak.

Ben: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is your main event of the evening! And it is for the FFW Championship, to be contested inside...THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER!

The crowd pops as they hear this, while the ringside crew guide the cage into place around the ring with Ben standing on the floor at the timekeeper’s table.

Mark: Sixteen tons of steel, over 20 miles of chain make up the biggest construction I’ve ever seen in this business! And well fitting, this will be the biggest FFW Championship defense in company history in more ways than one!

Erica: I can’t wait...I really, really cannot wait for this, even if I do have a horrible feeling I’ll be turning away at least once. Knowing what some of the girls in this are like anyway.

"It is my cross to bear. But I bear it gladly.
Someone has to take a stand against evil...why should it not be me?
Sometimes, on still nights, you clear your mind of wandering thoughts,
You may hear them whispering my name to the heavens
...Mother Maiden."

The spoken words and soft piano give way to a riff, the beginning of "Faster" by Within Temptation. The lights flash black, purple and green as the song kicks in, and white pyros go off, giving way to the MASSIVE cheers that go up for Valerie Belmont, standing on the stage with her hands opened at shoulder height as the smoke clears. As Sharon Den Adel's voice kicks over the music, she starts to make her way down the ramp, catching hands with fans as she does so, then running up to the other side of the ramp and doing the same again. She reaches ring, and leaps onto the ring apron, then over the top rope, where she turns around in mid-air and looks out to the crowd. Just before the second chorus, she jumpsonto a turnbuckle and klooks out to the crowd with a grin on her face, hands on her hips. Nodding slightly, she jumps off the turnbuckle, hitting backflip and landing on her feet, then handsprings twice, landing in her corner as the music fades out finally.

Ben: Introducing first, she hails from Edinburgh, Scotland! And tonight she looks to capture her first FFW Championship in her first title opportunity! Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome....VALERIE BELMONT!!

The camera watches as one of the pod doors opens, with Valerie stepping inside, which it is then locked shut.

Erica: That woman right there has a massive target on her back after her MAJOR muck up a couple of days ago, It’s going to be funny as hell to watch! And I hope she gets the hell beaten out of her, but either way!

Mark: You have to know Valerie Belmont has to be a little thankful, because she doesn’t have to start this! And she could well be the last one out, which will give her a tremendous advantage if that is the case!

Erica: She’d hate that and you know it.

The lights fade to a pale pink, and the screen comes to life with heavy static, showing a silhouette of a woman moving slowly towards the foreground. The driving guitars and heavy drums of Egypt Central's "You Make Me Sick" kick to life over the speakers, and the screen shifts, the image melting away as though doused in acid. Images flash, showing a dark haired woman dominating both men and women in the wrestling ring.

You make me sick sick sick sick sick sick sick

Kitty steps out at the top of the ramp, dressed in a hot pink bikini style top layered with a black fishnet midriff length top and flared leg skintight black wrestling pants with hot pink tribal accents down the legs. The word VIXEN is written on her ass in script. She raises her arms in the air as a series of silver pyros rain down over her.

You make me sick, but I love what we're doing here
You make me sick, and I can't be the only one
You make me sick, but I love what we're doing here
You make me sick, and I can't be the only one

Tossing her hair over her shoulder, she glares at the fans who have the audacity to try and reach out to touch her before she takes her sweet time getting down to the ring. She knows every eye is on her, and she's loving every minute of it.

I used to think this was perfect, and wish that it was never ending
But those days are gone forever.
It's something I'm not missing
There's a force, there's a voice in my head
Telling me to think about the times that you were cruel and mean
I don't care if you walk away.
I'm here to stay and you need to hear.

As the driving rock beat of Egypt Central continues to rape every ear drum in attendance, Kitty pumps her fists in the air before diving beneath the ropes. She immediately pops to her feet and jumps up on the turnbuckles in the corner, thrusting both middle fingers in the air to immense heat from the crowd before hopping down as her music fades out.

Ben: Introducing next, she hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! And tonight she competes for the second time her career for the FFW Championship! This is.....KAITLYNN STRYFE!!

Erica: There’s my pick to win this thing! Kitty’s got more experience than anyone in this match as a wrestler, and will know how to take advantage of anything thrown her way! And she’s got wins over just about everyone in the match!

Mark: You make an excellent point! Two veterans are locked inside those pods, and that can mean a lot of trouble for the other four!

Kitty slowly steps into her pod as the door is locked into place.

The venue goes pitch black in silence for a split second when “Club Can’t Handle Me” by Flo Rida featuring David Guetta begins, the distinctive downbeat signaling the arrival of a familiar face. With those opening beats, the arena lights begin to strobe black and white with each beat, not hypnotically nor frantically but just right. In sequence, it seems a glitter-like substance creates a dazzling effect as it sprinkles from the ceiling, evident in a wide shot of venue. A light fog rolls lightly down the foot of the ramp. The whole thing creates an all-encompassing effect.

“You know I know how, to make ‘em stop and stare as I zone out
The club can’t even handle me right now
Watchin you watchin me, I go all out
The club can’t even handle me right now… the club can’t even handle me right now.”

On the downbeat as the beat picks up, the woman known as the first ever FFW World Champion stepped through the curtain, looking stunning her characteristic blonde locks, long legs, and total package a throwback to years before when the fans first got acquainted with the blonde siren. She reaches the edge of the stage before the ramp and paused for a few seconds to soak in the explosive, rowdy crowd. A reserved smirk subtly rests on her lips.

Amy, with a pep in her step, continues down the ramp with a bit of a bounce as she heads to the ring with her excitement evident. Before entering the ring, she rushes around the ring, slapping the hands of the fans and looping by ringside and engaging everyone, from the ring crew to the commentators to the crowd. She comes back around the ring and slows down as she climbs up onto the apron knee-first and then one foot at a time before looking between the ropes and out at the crowd and entering over the bottom rope.

The chorus comes back around as Amy, in the ring and walks over to the ropes, conservatively, looking around the ring and over her shoulder into the crowd with a bit of a smile. She subtly blows a kiss into the crowd as the song begins to fade and lights return to normal.

Ben: And their opponent, she also hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! She is the first ever FFW Champion! And tonight, she looks to become the first two time FFW Champion! Please welcome......AMY!!

Mark: For my money, Amy has the most to gain and nothing to lose here! I don’t feel she belongs in this match, if I’m honest. But what a story it would be if she was able to walk out tonight with the richest prize in FFW!

Amy goes straight to her pod, letting them lock her in.

Erica: I really, really hope she doesn’t win this. The last thing we need is the belt going from the boring to the come back, have a match, lose the match, get put in the Chamber because of who you are. That would suck like all hell.

“Step Up” by Drowning Pool begins blaring over the PA system as the live crowd goes insane, screaming at the top of their lungs. A shower of sparks fall from the ceiling like rain as lasers etch the image of a man with long hair onto a hanging black cloth. The sound of a familiar voice is heard from backstage.

Voice: Ladies and gentlemen, this is.....MIIIIIIISTEEEEEERRR SHOOOOOOOOWTIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Mr. Showtime takes off at top speed down the aisle as more pyro erupts along the aisle way with each step. He hops onto the ring apron, grabs the ropes as the ring posts erupt with fireworks. Sliding under the bottom rope, he grabs the microphone away from Ben Johns and tosses it to the floor behind him. It is then that a bigger microphone descends from the ceiling into his hand as he holds it to his mouth.

Mr. Showtime: It is my pleasure to introduce to you....the 2010 Femme Fatale of the Year.....the EWC Hall of Fame member......former Legendary Champion......former Sirens Champion.......future FFW Hall of Fame member......best looking brunette on the roster........the greatest FFW Champion of all time..........and the only woman in FFW to be introduced by me......MIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSTEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR SHOOOOWTIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEEEEE!!

Ben Johns is seen rolling his eyes behind Mr. Showtime as he continues.

Mr. Showtime: Please welcome....the one.....the only......you thought I was done.......the hottest.....the sexiest......the most gorgeous girlfriend any woman or Robbyn Helmsley could ask for........’MIIIIIIISSSUUUUSSSSS SHOOOOWTIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEEEEE’....... ISABELLLLLLAAAAAAA PAAAAAAZZZZZIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNIIIIIII!!

"Explosive" by Bond hits the PA, and the crowd erupts into vociferous booing, causing Mr. Showtime to look disappointed. Masses of pyro fireworks fly out from the stage for a good twenty second before Isabella walks out of the entranceway, smirking at the petty little crowd, before posing with her arms outstretched as Catherine-wheel pyrotechnics whirl and explode behind her. Isabella makes her way slowly down to the ring, with more pyro blasting from either side of the rampway, before climbing up the steps and over the middle rope. Isabella twirls herself around Mr. Showtime, before walking to the far turnbuckle and outstretching her arms once again, as pyros fall like rain all around the ring. Mr. Showtime gives her a good luck squeeze before exiting the ring. Isabella heads for her pod as Ben Johns looks put out on the floor.

Erica: As amazing a wrestling Isabella is, I really don’t understand all this fanfare. Must be huer husband trying to get a huge reaction or something. I bet she’s not happy about being in a pod though! Everyone knows how much she wants her hands on Scarlett!

Mark: Isabella Pazzini has been obsessed with being the FFW Champion since the day the title was created, and I am of the mindset that she doesn’t care how or when she goes into this match as long as she walks out with the gold! But you know what this means! You know who’s starting!

“My Little Phoenix” begins to play as the camera spots Katherine Stryfe now making her way towards the ring, still in the same ring gear she had competed in previously. Stepping through the ropes, she doesn’t stop to play to the crowd. She begins warming up in her corner.

Ben: And their opponent, she hails from London, England! She is the current and reigning co-holder of the FFW Unity Tag Team Championships! And she now competes in her second match of the evening! Please welcome....’THE BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE’ KATHERINE STRYFE!!

Erica: No one is surprised that Katherine retained tonight, really. But I think we’re all surprised she’s starting the match! I feel kinda bad for her actually. Even if she did really upset my brother the other day!

Mark: I think Kat is in a world of trouble! Even with the couple of hours she’s had to recover from the tag title match, there is no way she is 100% and ready to go for this! She’s going to be in there the longest of anyone, and I think the luck of this draw is going to backfire big time for her.

Erica: It may well do, but Katherine has always been known to feed off being the one that has to prove something, and she now has more to prove than the champion herself feels she needs to.

As Hole's Gold Dust Woman starts to play the lights go out replaced by gold coloured spotlights roaming up and down the entrance ramp, picking up Scarlett as she emerges from the back in a shower of gold foil confetti after the first line of the song has been sung. Pausing to look around the crowd, she takes a few deep breaths to calm the nerves and is joined by her husband Cody Kincaid. The golden spotlight follows them as they walk hand in hand down the ramp, ignoring the crowd. As she gets to the ring she pulls Cody in close, giving him a hug and a lingering kiss. Climbing up the ring steps, she moves to the middle of the ropes and pausing for a couple of seconds to take a deep breath and  to look to her left and right, grabs the top rope and catapults herself into the ring, moving to the opposite corner she leaps to the top and sits there, looking into the ring as the lights return to normal and she waits for the match to start.

Ben: And finally! She hails from Baton Rouge, Lousiana! She is the reigning and defending FFW Champion! Accompanied by her husband, Cody, please welcome.....SCARLETT KINCAID!!!

Scarlett sends Cody back up the ramp as the cage door is locked behind her.

Erica: All six are in! The championship has never been in so much jeopardy! And Scarlett has given herself a deathwish, or made the smartest decision of her entire life!

Mark: The FFW Champion is in the unenviable position of having everything to gain AND everything to lose! If she can leave tonight with the gold, her critics can go to hell! Because I don’t think there’s another match where her title is in bigger jeopardy than it is tonight! The rules are simple. The match begins with Kat and Scarlett for five minutes. At random every five minutes, a pod opens! The only way to lose is by pinfall or submission. No disqualifications. No count outs. We will have a definitive winner tonight!

Erica: A definite winner, and a lot of pain! Not that we didn’t get that anyway, but that’s not the point! We are in for an epic, and I’m going to call this as a match of the year candidate before the bell even rings! We haven’t had one of these yet, which is why I’m calling it that way.

Referee Jennifer Stringer stands in the ring, looking over to the time keeper and calling for the bell. Katherine still seems a bit tired from her earlier match as she meets Scarlett in the center of the ring. And it begins with Kat already talking a little smack to the champion, her mouth seeming to inform that Cody believes more in Kat than his own wife. Scarlett looks unshaken by this as the pair locks up. Scarlett pushes Kat back into the ropes, as Stryfe uses a leg sweep to trip her and take her down to the mat. Kincaid rolls to her feet as Kat catches her with a deep arm drag takedown that sends her back to the mat again. The challenger waves her up, as Scarlett engages her. But the champion blocked another armdrag, catching Katherine with a knee lift to the gut and dropping her with a hip toss. Kat immediately hops to her feet, with Scarlett making a beeline for her. Stryfe goes for a kick to the gut, which Scarlett catches with her hands, allowing Stryfe to turn it into an enzugiri, sending Kincaid to the mat face first!

Erica: Ouch! Scarlett had Katherine there, but one simple mistake is all it takes sometimes!

Mark: Katherine needs to do everything in her power to keep the champion down, because in less than five minutes, she’ll have an all new problem to worry about!

Pulling her to her feet, Kat shoves Scarlett back into the corner, unleashing a flurry of punches to her body, almost like a prize fighter before firing her hard into the opposite corner. Kat takes off after her as Scarlett ducks out of the way. Kat stops herself before hitting the turnbuckle, allowing Scarlett to slip behind her, snap her arms around her waist from behind and throw her with a release overhead German suplex! Kat lands hard on the back of her head as Scarlett presses the advantage, mounting her back and pulling her head up, only to drive her elbow into the top of her head repeatedly.

Erica: Do it a little harder and break her skull! You’ll get someone out of the way a lot faster! Failing that hit the right spot!

Getting back to her feet, Scarlett grabs her arm and pulls her up by it, delivering a few swift kicks into her abdomen while still holding her by the hand. Kat doubles over with each kick as Scarlett fires her hard into the turnbuckle. The champion follows her in, climbing up to the middle rope and asking the fans before delivering a few sold right hand shots to her skull. She only hit about three times before Katherine shoved her back down off the rope. Scarlett went to climb again, before Kat threw her off a second time. Kincaid took a running leap this time as Kat stepped away from the corner, catching Scarlett coming in and then catapulting her over her head, causing her to faceplant herself on the top turnbuckle!

Mark: Scarlett got a little ahead of herself there! And she ate the turnbuckle for her troubles!

Erica: And it was hilarious! That’s what happens when you think you’ve got it won!

Scarlett crumbled to the canvas as Katherine immediately went for a cover!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

KICK OUT!!

Scarlett kicked out, as Katherine got to her feet. The look on her face indicated she didn’t expect to win the fall so early. Leaning down, Kat delivered a few punches to the champion’s head before pulling her up to her feet. Kincaid was a bit woozy for obvious reasons as Kat circled around behind her, and applied a sleeper hold!

Mark: Now that’s smart! Kat’s going to put her out! If she isn’t conscious, she can’t kick out or answer the referee! And this is the perfect time to do it after she crowned herself on the turnbuckle!

Erica: It is a really smart time, yes, but I somehow doubt that Kat’s going to allow herself to be taken out like this, and so early. We’d be seeing a very different Scarlett if that was the case.

Scarlett began to fade a bit, dropping to one knee as Kat leaned in, forcing her body weight onto Scarlett’s back, making her carry both of their weights. The champion was trying to fight it off, slowly getting back to her feet as Katherine seemed to tighten her grip further, even going so far as to jump onto her back, wrapping her legs around her body like a snake. Scarlett staggered forward, reaching for the ropes before dropping to her knees again. Katherine maintained the pressure as Scarlett got back to her feet a second time. Kat’s face showed she was squeezing with everything she had, as Scarlett held her legs for a moment and fell straight backwards, causing Kat to land back first and the hold was broken as Kat held her back in pain.

Erica: I’m not sure if that was deliberate or not, but it was awesome to watch! Scarlett’s not out of this yet, though she does look it a little!

Mark: Scarlett isn’t sure where she is right now, she’s trying to get her wits about her.

The champion began to move towards the ropes, dragging herself away from Katherine whom was beginning to get up herself. Kincaid grabbed the turnbuckle. pulling herself up and walking away, letting the ropes hold her up. A look of anger on her face, Katherine took off towards the champion and left her feet, going for what appeared to be a flying headscissors. Kincaid ducked the contact and Kat landed, straddling the top rope and letting out a tremendous cry of pain!

Mark: Now that looked hellaciously painful, and judging by Kat’s face, I’d say she proved me right!

Erica: Just because we don’t have a penis does not mean getting hit between the legs isn’t sore! We do have things down there that are just as sensitive!

Katherine leaned forward on the rope in obvious pain as Scarlett pulled her back into the ring. She then stepped out onto the Chamber floor, waiting for Katherine to rise up when she grabbed her head, pulling her up and dragging her through the middle ropes with her head in a grapevine. Stepping back, Scarlett looked to see Kat’s body hanging by her feet on the middle rope before she spiked her head first into the metal floor as the live crowd cheered!

Erica: Holy hell! That looked painful! And that’s putting it politely! Someone check for blood as I reckon there may be some!

Scarlett immediately began shoving Kat back into the ring, crawling under the bottom rope to cover her as Stringer dropped for the count. It was at this point that the lights went out, and the four pods began to flash as the crowd knew it was time for number three!

Mark: Scarlett wanted a cover, but it’s time for entrant three! Talk about being saved by the Chamber, if that’s possible!

Erica: I think it was just proven that it was! Let’s have number three, and more chaos!

The pods began to flash intermittently, slowing down as if they were rotating until finally the lights stopped on one pod. The official on the floor pulled the door open, and out stepped Amy! Scarlett looked up, breaking the cover as she got to her feet. Amy then took a few steps into a run, leaving her feet and nailing a beautiful flying clothesline that took the champion down! The crowd was somewhat split down the middle as they cheered and booed! Amy rolled to her feet, waiting on Katherine to get back up. And when she did, the Killer Blonde went on the attack. Kat went for a wild right hand, which Amy ducked, catching her and planting her with a spinebuster! Rolling to her feet, she watched Scarlett moving. And as the champion rose, Amy took off and nailed a running neckbreaker, putting her back down as the first FFW Champion tried to rally her fans!

Mark: Good lord, Amy came out of the pod like a woman possessed! And she’s cleaning house on Scarlett and Katherine!

Erica: She did that, and as cool as it was to watch, I want some Amy ass kicked! No, seriously!

Amy pulled Scarlett up, tossing her over the top to the Chamber floor, seeming to ask the fans who they wanted her to go after. When she pointed to Kat, the decision was made. Looking back to the redhead, Amy made her way over, leaning down and firing Kat into the corner. She then put her foot against her neck with one leg outstretched as she leaned over the top rope. A grin on her face, she finally let go and threw Katherine to the mat with a beal.

Erica: Bloody hell, Amy;s really clearing hose, and Kat’s the victim of it! I almost feel bad for her...

Mark: I’ve never seen anyone take an informal poll on who they should focus their attack on!

Pulling her back to her feet, Amy seemed to be setting up for something, going for a roundhouse kick. Kat ducked the contact, with Amy’s leg whizzing by over her head. The blonde went to grab her, but Katherine shook her off and shoved her backwards. And as soon as Amy charged back in, Kat nailed a perfectly timed superkick straight to Amy’s jaw!

Erica: BOOM! Kat taking a leaf out of her brother’s playbook! If Katherine can keep on a roll, she’s put Amy in serious trouble!

Katherine dove into a cover!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THRE-NOOO!!

Kat seemed to curse as she pulled Amy away from the ropes, grabbing her by the legs and driving her knee into the canvas again and again. Repeated blows, she pulled her to the center of the ring and locked in a figure four leglock. Meanwhile outside the ring and sitting against the Chamber wall watching and collecting herself was the FFW Champion Scarlett Kincaid.

Erica: Kids, always remember that when there are more than two people in the ring, you have to be able to keep a portion of an eye on ALL of them. Otherwise...you’re about to find out if Scarlett has her way about it.

Katherine pulled hard on Amy’s leg for a moment before sitting up and raining blows down onto her exposed knee. Amy grimaced in pain as she tried to reach for the ropes, only to find they were nowhere within reach. A few more blows to her knee, Katherine leaned back, putting more pressure as Amy laid against the mat with Stringer falling for the count!

ONE!!

TWO!!!!!

THRE-AMY GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!

Mark: Amy can’t lay on the canvas long, she almost got pinned! But the pain has to be excruciating!

Kat continued to pound away at her leg as the Killer Blond rolled to one side, trying to reverse the figure four. Every time she would start to turn it, Katherine would strike her knee, causing her to roll to her back in pain. On the cage floor on the far side sat Scarlett Kincaid still, looking much better than she had previously.

Erica: Katherine really has Amy in on one here, and it’s awesome! Get the bitch to tap, damnit!

Mark: And the FFW Champion is getting herself together by the second! Look at her, she looks like she has her wind back now!

Erica: She COULD just help one of those two out, make both their lives easier!

Scarlett pulled herself up to her feet on the other side, making her way around the ring as Katherine continued to add pressure. Amy began trying to roll over again, this time more quickly as Katherine refused to let go of the hold. She sat up along with Katherine, reaching across and scratching her face with her fingernails, finally managing to roll Katherine to her stomach, reversing the pressure. Amy arched her back, trying to increase the pressure exponentially as Scarlett stepped through the ropes and grabbed Amy’s arm, applying an anaconda vice!!

Mark: A THREE WAY SUBMISSION HOLD!! Scarlett’s got the vice locked in, Kat’s screaming in pain, and Amy is caught in the middle!

Erica: That looks REALLY painful! Amy;s stuck, but if she;s still got it, she’ll get out of it!

Amy began moving her legs, causing the figure four to break as Katherine crawled away in pain as the champion kept the vice locked in. Kat crawled into a corner, holding her back while Amy reached for the ropes with her free hand. Stringer dropped to see if she made it as Scarlett really poured on the pressure. Amy couldn’t reach it as she raised her hand up as Scarlett yelled at her to tap out. And as Amy began to bring her hand down, the arena lights went out again and the spotlights in the pods began to flash!

Mark: Uh oh....no eliminations and now we are about to have a fourth entrant!

Erica: At least it’ll keep everyone occupied, right? I prediiiiiiiiiiiiiiict...Isabella!

The spotlights flashed all around and finally came down to a single pod. The lights came back up as the referee on the floor unlocked the pod, and out stepped...

Mark: KAITLYNN STRYFE!!

Erica: REMATCH! REMATCH! Goddamnit, break ‘em up and grab that blonde bitch!

Kaitlynn made her way out of the pod, stepping through the ropes as she looked down to Katherine. The two seemed to acknowledge one another as Kitty took off, delivering a stiff kick straight into Scarlett’s spine, causing her to release the vice. Scarlett rolled to her hands and knees as Kitty punted her into the ribs once and then again. A handful of hair, she threw her over the top rope and stepped out after her into the cage. Spitting at the champion, Kitty pulled her to her feet and bounced her head off the chains in the wall once then again! The crowd was violently against Kitty here, as she looked over to Val’s pod. A smile on her face, she blew her a kiss and turned back to Scarlett. Kaitlynn scooped her up in a Snake Eyes position and took off, driving Scarlett head first into one of the empty pods, causing the glass to begin to shatter slowly as Scarlett fell the floor, her head cut open.

Erica: And there’s your first blood. The champion’s out, and there’s still another two to worry about. Isabella and Valerie must be loving this!

Mark: No kidding! Wait, look at this...

Katherine began to get to her feet, as Kaitlynn dragged Scarlett back to her feet, pinning her hands behind her back as Katherine began unloading with big right hand shots to her head. She tossed Scarlet back into the ring as Kitty went in after her, grabbing her legs as she nodded to Katherine whom began to climb the top rope!

Mark: Wait a minute...

Holding her legs in place, Kat ascended and Kitty gave her the nod as the redhead flew with a picture perfect diving headbutt straight to Kincaid’s heart! Katherine went into the cover as Kitty stood guard, watching Amy as the referee went for the count!

ONE!!!

TWOO!!!!!!

THRE-NOOOOOOOO!!!

Mark: Scarlett kicked out, but...are those two working together?!

Erica: I don’t know and I don’t care! I want to know how Scarlett got out of that! And why she didn’t have a heart attack after that headbutt! But look at Isabella, she LOVED it!

Kitty shook her head as Katherine began to get to her feet, grabbing Scarlett by the hair and pulling her up as well. She fired her hard into the turnbuckle, causing the champion to hit chest first as Kitty caught her with a big splash that sent her back into the corner. Katherine seemed to enjoy the show as Amy was getting back up behind her. An angered look on her face, Amy got to her feet, spinning Kat around. She went for a grab, but Kat shoved her off. And when the redhead went in after from behind her, Amy caught her head and drove it straight down into a stunner, and the live crowd erupted!!

Mark: A stunner!! Kat got too close!

Kitty was about to go on the attack when she glanced behind her, seeing Amy was back up. She shoved Scarlett back into the corner, and took off towards the Killer Blonde! Amy ducked the collision. She saw Kitty spin around, which she did herself. Amy then left her feet, and caught Kitty with a Pele kick to the top of the skull!!

Erica: Kaitlynn’s head just became a football of the British Rules variety! Jesus Christ! It’s still attached...right?

Mark: Amy cracked Kitty’s skull with that Pele kick, and I think we are about to have our first elimination!

Falling into the cover, Amy hooked Kitty’s leg!!

ONE!!!

TWOO!!!!!

THREEE-NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Kitty got her leg under the bottom rope at the last second as Amy began pulling her away from the ropes and going for the cover again!

ONE!!

TWOOOOO!!!!

THREE---WHAAA??!

The cover was broken up by Katherine at the last second!

Erica: Thank you Katherine! And that will likely be the only time in my life I ever say that!

Mark: Can someone tell me why in the hell Katherine is saving Kitty?! She has to beat her too!

Kat began pounding away at Amy as Kitty began to stir. And as the crowd got louder, the arena lights went back out and the final two pods began to flash with light as Katherine and Kaitlynn made a beeline for the space between the pods where Bella and Val waited to come out!

Erica: These two are really confusing me. And whoever comes out next has a huge task ahead of them, there’s still not been a fall! God knows we really need one!

Mark: Those two are waiting for a pod to open, and if I’m either one, I want to come out last!

The lights came back up as the door unlocked, as Valerie Belmont was next freed! And as soon as the pod door opened, Katherine and Kaitlynn stormed the pod and began assaulting Valerie! Both of them firing big right hand shots, the in-laws pounded Val down to the floor. Kitty dragged Val out of the pod as Katherine mounted her, driving her fists into Val’s head as Kitty told her to move. Kat patted the now closed glass door as Kitty grabbed Val’s legs under both arms and used her body as a catapult, sending Val flying into and THROUGH the glass door as the crowd chanted!

Fans: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!

Erica: HOLY FUCK! Shit doesn’t quite cut that one! Though seriously, it does not take two people to take Valerie out, when are you people going to learn this! Leave one to her and  let the other get on with it!

The camera got a close up as Val’s head was busted wide open, blood gushing down her face as Katherine gave Kitty a grin, leaning down to drag Val out of the pod.

Mark: I don’t think this is anything but elementary now! Val is bleeding like a pig, and it’s the  damn in-laws who did it to her!

Katherine held Val’s leg in place and still as Kitty began stomping away at it, heading for the top rope. She quickly climbed up as as Kaitlynn came off the top with a double stomp straight to her kneecap, which caused the Hall of Famer to shriek in pain!

Mark: In-laws or not, the Sisters Stryfe are taking Val out of this match in the most painful ways possible!!

Erica: And it’s awesome! Though seriously, you don’t need two damn people!

Mark: The Chamber is filling up, and we haven’t had an elimination yet!

Katherine leaned down, grabbing Val’s injured leg and lifted it up, feeding it through one of the holes in the chain, causing her to hang upside down by her bad leg! The pair gave each an approving nod as they stepped back into the ring, only to find Scarlett Kincaid back up and ready for war! Scarlett caught Kitty coming back in through the ropes with a running neckbreaker. She rolled to her feet as Katherine came at her, ducking the clothesline as Scarlett opened fire with a series of blows to the head and body before sending her in for the ride. Kat came back on the rebound, and got scooped up in a fireman’s carry. Scarlett hit a picture perfect Death Valley Driver onto Katherine before getting back to her feet, looking around to see what was going on. Val still hung upside down on the Chamber wall, bleeding and trying to reach up to free herself!

Erica: I think it’s safe to say that those two had something coming to them! And part of me inda wants a bit of revenge!

Mark: You’re right, those two had that coming! And Val is still hanging upside like a pinata! She can’t seem to free herself without putting more pressure on that knee!!

Scarlett stepped through the ropes, pulling Val’s leg free for her as she collapsed on the cage floor in pain. She looked back to the pair she just laid out, shaking her head and then heading back in. Amy was back to her feet now as well, glancing down to Kitty and Kat as they were beginning to stir on the canvas. Kaitlynn was beginning to get up first however as Amy moved to a far corner, crouching down and staring daggers across the ring at Kaitlynn. She rose slowly to her feet as Amy ore away in a dead sprint, and hit a thunderous spear that sent Kaitlynn sailing through the ropes to the cage floor.

Mark: Amy damn near speared Kitty out of her boots!!

Erica: It would have been funny if she did. Only because the expression would have been literal. Not that Kitty actually came out of her boots. Too much time on one person gives you two other problems!

Mark: We are less than two minutes till Isabella is released from her pod, and we haven’t had a damn elimination at all! I think they are too evenly matched!! I’ve never seen a Chamber last this long with all six people still locked inside!

Erica: There’s a first time for everything though I really do wish we’d get someone out, otherwise we’ll be here all night and run out of viewing time!

Amy got to her feet, dusting her hands off as Scarlett went to continue the attack on Kitty! Katherine had already gotten back up, and as Amy turned to face her, she grabbed her head and drove it down in a jawbreaker! Amy staggered backwards as Kat seemed to be setting up for something. With the Killer Blonde woozy, Kat took off, leaving her feet and wrapping her legs around Amy’s hand and driving it into the mat with a spiked huracanrana!!

Mark: SAY HELLO TO THE SANDMAN!! AMY GOT PLANTED!!

Erica: Oh hell yes! Get that bitch out of here!

Katherine began to crawl for the cover as the lights in the arena faded out again with a single spotlight shining over the last pod!

Mark: We know who’s coming!!

Kat got back to her feet, deciding against the cover as the lights came back up and out strolled, with a bit of a smile on her face, Isabella Pazzini!!

Mark: WE’RE ALL IN!! ALL SIX OF THE PODS ARE OPEN, AND BELLA’S FRESH AS A DAISY!

Erica: Everyone better start working like hell! Well, except Val, who’s hardly moved since Scarlet freed her!

Isabella surveyed the ring as Katherine encouraged her to come into the ring. “The Beautiful Nightmare” seemed to be begging her to get in as Isabella shook her head. Bella pointed to something behind her. As Kat turned around, she looked eye to eye with a very pissed off looking Valerie Belmont!

Mark: On one good leg, I think Katherine may be in big trouble right now!! Look at her face!!

And before anyone could blink, Val began unloading on Kat with straight right hand shots, backing her up into the corner. Val hobbled in after her, climbing up the turnbuckle with her and beginning to rain right hand shots down on Kat’s head, as the live crowd was electric!!

Erica: Come on kat, you know not to piss off a redhead! That’s laying it on thick! Not sure I like it though...

Mark: This arena is quaking!

Val continued to rain fists down on Kat’s head, before hopping down gingerly and whipping Kat with all her might towards the far turnbuckle. The velocity was such, it actually took Val to the mat as hard as she whipped her. Climbing slowly back to her feet, Amy grabbed Katherine and sent her back with an Irish whip towards Val. Val waved her forward, a look of sheer anger on her face. And as Kat came in, Val delivered a kick to her gut! Catching her with a double underhook, she looked down at her injured leg and shrugged her shoulders, hoisting Kat up and delivering a devastating gutwrench powerbomb! Kat hit the mat with a thunderous impact as Val fell as well, her leg in severe pain!

Mark: REHAB FOR YOU, KAT!! BUT VAL CAN’T REACH THE COVER!

Erica: What was the point of that if she can’t finish the job?! MORON!

Val clutched at her injured leg, obviously in sheer pain as she tried to pull herself towards the cover. Meanwhile on the cage floor, Scarlett stepped back through the ropes herself and waited for Kitty to get to her feet. As she did, Kincaid took off and sailed over the top rope into a senton that sent the veteran crashing into the cage door! Amy made a beeline for Kat, whom was unmoving on the mat, making the cover!!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOO!!

THREE----THE HELL?!

Isabella shook her head, stepping into the ring and pulling Amy up. She backhanded her across the face and hoisted her up and drove her down with the CB4 Driver, but Amy countered and fought her way back to her feet behind her. Bella turned in time, catching her with a roundhouse kick to the jaw! The Killer Blonde hit the mat like a sack of bricks, and Isabella stared down to Valerie on the mat, shaking her head and offering Val her hand.

Mark: Can someone tell me what the hell is going on in this Chamber?! Kat and Kitty working together! And now this?! Is Isabella Pazzini offering Valerie Belmont help?!

Katherine began to stir on the mat, getting up to her feet with the aide of the ropes. And as Amy began to do the same, Katherine nailed a front kick to Amy’s chin, sending her backwards before the Phoenix took off and landed her spiked huracanrana, driving Amy’s head into the mat and hooking the leg!

ONE!!!

TWOOOO!!!!!!!

THREEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Erica: WE HAVE OUR FIRST ELIMINATION! And about time too! Bye bye Amy! And Thank you Katherine! Make that twice in life!

The referee opened the cage door, trying to help Amy out of the ring. As they got her down the steps, “Toxic” by Britney Spears began to play over the PA system! All eyes turned to the ramp as Samantha Star made her way towards the ring. And with a scowl, she had a steel chair in her hand. Telling the referees to move which they did, Samantha drove the chair into Amy’s ribs! The Killer Blonde looked up in pain and shock before Samantha crashed the chair into her skull with a resounding thwack!

Mark: What the hell is that?!

Samantha had a microphone handed to her as she leaned down to Amy.

Samantha: Amy.....you just got future endeavored! In other words.....YOU’RE FIRED!!

Erica: OH FUCK YES! This night was already shaping up to be awesome! And now it REALLY is!

Samantha looked up to the ring, a smile on her face as she picked the chair up and headed up the steps. She handed it to Isabella, whom stared at it for a moment as Samantha informed Isaella to finish the job, pointing down to Val. Isabella shook her head, and handed it back to her. All eyes in the Chamber were on the pair as Samantha looked confused, handing her the chair again. Isabella tossed it to the mat, shaking her head and saying she didn’t want to use it. Samantha was in shock, nodding her head slowly and leaning down to pick up the chair. She turned to leave as Isabella leaned down to help Val up. And as she did, Samantha spun around and cracked her straight in the face with the chair!!

Mark: WHAT THE FUCK?! SAMANTHA JUST CRACKED HER BEST FRIEND’S SKULL!!

Erica: This match is pure mindfuck! My head hurts! Isabella offers Valerie help, then refuses to smack her with a chair, Kitty and Kat team up. And somewhere in there, Samantha smacks fuck out of Isabella and fires Amy? This is beyond confusing!

Samantha screams down at Isabella about never refusing to do anything she’s told. And with that, she turns on her heel and heads out the cage, demanding the cage door be locked back. Kat looked around, surveying the situation. She set the chair up in the ring, pulling the lifeless Bella to her feet and hoisting her up for a suplex apparently. And with a sickening smack, she drove Isabella into the chair with a brainbuster, hooking the leg!

ONE!!!

TWOOOO!!!!!!!

THREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mark: MY GOD! ISABELLA GOT HER BRAINS SCRAMBLED!! THANKS TO HER ...FORMER BEST FRIEND...AND KAT!

Erica:...I have no words...I really don’t...

Mark: I don’t know what the hell’s going on, but Katherine Stryfe has eliminated two people in a row! Don’t let me hear Kat’s not a main event player!!

Kat then grinned, pulling the chair back into a flattened state and wrapping it around Val’s knee. She looked over to see Kitty had been getting the better of a fistfight with Scarlett, as Kitty looked back and began climbing to the top rope!

Mark: No no no!! Val needs to...has to.....avoid this!!

Kat delivered a few shots to Val’s head, causing the blood to spatter a bit as Kitty delivered another double foot stomp straight onto the chair as Val shrieked in pain, her knee being disfigured before the camera’s eyes as the crowd gasped, some turning away as Vals’ leg was terribly misshapen.

Erica: ...What the FUCK? I think Katherine’s got a few question to answer about what she;s doing to her aunt’s leg!

Kitty hooked the leg, as Stringer fell for the count!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREEE!!!!!!!

Erica: And really...just as well. Now can we actually get on with those two beating hell out of EACH OTHER as opposed to the one person that did not need a handicap match?!

Mark: What the hell has gotten into Katherine Stryfe?!

The referee got the chair out of the Chamber and began helping Val to the back. And as the Chamber door clanged shut, Kitty and Kaitlynn looked to one another and then to Scarlett!

Mark: If I’m the FFW Champion....I just saw my life flash before my eyes!

Erica: And I just say two woman who forget only on of them can win the belt! But that’s just me!

Mark: I think that’s the plan! Take everyone else out, so it’s just them! And so far, it’s working like gangbusters!

Kat grinned as she looked to Kaitlynn and then down to Scarlett, whom was beginning to get up. Scarlett began to realize she was alone now as the two began to move towards her. Kaitlynn shook hands with her apparent newfound friend as Katherine began to taunt Scarlett from inside the ring. Kitty began to back up a bit as Katherine asked Scarlett who was going to save her now. Katherine seemed amused by this as Kitty started to crouch in the far corner. Kat pulled Scarlett into the ring, picking her up and slamming her to the mat. And as she got back up, Kitty erupted from the corner and nailed her with an Ace Crusher from nowhere!

Mark: Look at that!! There are no allies in the Chamber!! And Kitty just blasted her “friend” into next week!!

Erica: Oh hell yes! ABOUT FUCKING TIME!

Kitty shook her head, leaning down and pulling Kat up to her feet. She gave her a peck on the lips, followed by an uppercut, and knee strike to the face for good measure!

Mark: KISS OF DEATH!! KAITLYNN STRYFE DOESN’T WANT A FRIEND, SHE WANTS THE FFW CHAMPIONSHIP!!

Erica: WELL, DUH! She wouldn’t be in this match otherwise, would she?!

Kitty rolled Kat over, hooking the leg!

ONE!!!

TWOOOO!!!!

THREEEE!!!!!!!!!

Mark: And Katherine Stryfe has been eliminated! And now...oh how fitting! The woman whom launched Scarlett Kincaid’s career on the first FFW show is now the same woman locked inside the Elimination Chamber with her with the FFW Championship hanging in the balance!

Erica: Karma is a bitch for Kat...and history may rear it’s bad habit of repeating itself for Kitty...

Mark: Listen to this crowd! Do you hear them?? Everyone in this damn arena is on their feet!

Scarlett rose to her feet in the corner, as she stared across the ring to Kitty, the pair locking eyes as the crowd was roaring!

Erica: And so they should be! Scarlett’s got the chance to silence her critics once and for all, and Kitty’s got the chance to shut her up! And I hope it’s the latter that happens!

Mark: This arena is shaking! We started with six, we’re down to two!! Scarlett vs. Kitty for all the marbles!! I can’t even hear myself!! This crowd is deafening!!

Indeed they were, the fans were damn near riotous in their enthusiasm as the pair stared at one another.

Mark: SCARLETT VS. KITTY.....LET’S GET IT ON!!

Erica: REMATCH!

Staring across the ring at one another, they both launched at the same time, throwing big right hands at one another before Kaitlynn whipped Scarlett into the ropes. Kincaid came off the rebound, ducking a clothesline. And as she rebounded off the far side, Stryfe spun around as Scarlett left her feet. She looked to be going for a flying shoulder tackle, but Kitty stepped back, grabbing her head and driving it into the mat with a vicious facebuster! Kitty rolled to her feet, as the crowd was solidly behind the champion at this point.

Mark: Kaitlynn Stryfe planted the champion, and I don’t think we are very long from crowning a new one!

Erica: Come on Kitty, cover her damnit!

Glancing down to the champion, Kaitlynn headed for the top rope. Climbing up, she perched herself perfectly, and awaited Scarlett to move. The champion began to stir a bit, rolling onto her back and slowly beginning to get up. Kitty waved towards her, telling her to get up. Kincaid finally did so, and Kitty flew! The veteran went for a top rope lariat, but the champion caught her head on the way down and drove it into the mat with a Diamond Cutter, and the live crowd erupted!!

Mark: GOOD GOD!! WHAT AN IMPACT!!

Erica: I’m in pain and I wasn’t the one getting hit with the damn thing!

Scarlett tried to shake off the cobwebs as she moved towards Kitty to cover her!

Mark: AND SCARLETT KINCAID IS THREE SECONDS FROM THE BIGGEST WIN OF HER LIFE!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

THREE-NOOOOO!!

Kitty got the shoulder up just in the nick of time as Stringer’s hand was an inch from the mat for a three! Scarlett looked up in disbelief as the referee informed her was it was a two.

Mark: It was that close, and I don’t know how Kitty escaped that!

Erica: Luck! Nothing but!

Scarlett pushed herself to her feet, moving towards the corner slowly and doing the same. She began to climb. Her eyes looked down to the fallen challenger on the mat, perching herself on the top turnbuckle. Standing up onto it, she said something to herself and launched her body into a corkscrew before landing a shooting star press!

Mark: SCARLETT HIT THE CASCADE!! IT’S OVER!! COVER HER! KINCAID PROVED THEM ALL WRONG!!

Erica: She still needs to cover first!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOO!!!!!!

THREEEEEE--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Kitty shot her shoulder up at the last split second, and the live crowd looked on in shock!

Erica: How does she even have the energy to kick out?! And how do either of them have it to get back up?!

Mark: Over 20,000 people here in the Time Warner Cable Arena and a few million around the world want to know what the fuck it’s gonna take to keep Kaitlynn Stryfe down!

Scarlett looked down at Kitty, almost as though she were a superhuman. Dragging herself off the cover, she crawled towards the corner and went back up a second time. Perching herself, she rose to her feet again and gave the fans the signal.

Mark: She’s gonna do it again! There’s no way....NO WAY...the challenger will kick out this time!

Erica: She’s doing the EXACT same thing Valerie did two months ago, and it cost her that match as well! For her sake, it better not end the same way!

Scarlett seemed to measure Kitty, tilting her head to one side as she seemed to realize something on the top rope. Readjusting herself, she came off the top rope with a high leap as Kitty nipped up to her feet! Stryfe went for a flash kick, but Scarlett landed on her feet, just short of Kitty and ducked the contact! As she came back up, Kitty blew her a kiss and launched herself up, nailing a mid air knee strike straight to Kincaid’s face!

Erica: KISS OF DEATH! AGAIN! It took out Katherine, now she;s hoping it takes out Scarlett!

Mark: Scarlett seemed to realize Kitty was playing possum, but it didn’t matter!! We got a new champion right now!

Kitty dove into the cover, hooking Kincaid’s leg as Stringer dropped for the count!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

Stringer jumped to her feet as Kitty rolled off the cover, looking up to the sky and getting to her knees!!

Mark: KITTY JUST MADE HISTORY!!

Kitty leaned against the ropes, looking exhausted as Stringer glanced back before calling for the bell. Which she never did. Shaking her head, she waved off the pinfall and pointed to Scarlett’s other leg under the bottom rope!!

Erica: NO FUCKING WAY! NO...FUCKING...WAY! THE MATCH GOES ON!

Mark: Kitty’s in shock, hell so is everyone here!!

Stryfe pushed herself up to her feet, shaking her head and telling Stringer she counted three and this match is over! Stringer once again pointed to Scarlett’s leg under the bottom rope, and informing her that the match WILL continue! Stryfe was not pleased with this at all, shoving Stringer backwards, in which the referee did the same, shoving her back as well!

Mark: I’m not a huge Kitty fan, but this is NOT a wise decision!

Erica: You’ve gotta be kidding me...JUST GET THE FUCK ON WITH IT!

Stryfe was belligerent, screaming at the official as Scarlett was beginning to stir on the mat. The referee was insistent that it was not over, and that the match will continue. Kitty was livid, and the champion...was getting up!

Erica: Turn around, Kitty! But you might not like it!

Kitty spun around, as Scarlett left her feet and nailed her own mid-air knee strike straight to Kitty’s chin!

Mark: SCARLETT HIT KITTY’S FINISHER!! SHE’S GONNA BEAT HER WITH HER OWN MOVE!!

Erica: Holy shit...GET THAT COVER!!!!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-MAYBE NOT!!

Kitty rolled her shoulder as the referee was coming down for a three! Scarlett didn’t waste any time, shaking her head and pulling Kitty up to her feet. Hooking her waist, she hoisted her up and drilled her with a gutwrench powerbomb!

Mark: Scarlett is running on fumes! She’s pulling moves out of your sister’s playbook here!

Erica: I'll eat my damn shoe if she wins with that move, fitting as it would be that she DOES lead Kitty to Slaughter!

Scarlett gets back to her feet, heading for the corner again! She began to climb, standing on the top rope and then...looking behind her.

Mark: Wait a minute....what’s she’s thinking about?!

Scarlett glanced back down to Kitty and then behind her again, turning around and pulling herself up to the top of the pod behind her!

Erica: No way....SCARLETT DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE JUMP OFF THAT!!!!

Mark: KINCAID IS ON TOP OF THE POD, AND 20,000 PEOPLE ARE STANDING!!

Scarlett looked around the arena at the thousands of fans with their eyes on her, and closing her eyes for a moment. She mouthed the words “I love you”, and reopened them back on Kitty. Stryfe lay motionless on the mat with the live crowd solidly behind the champion. And with the fluidity of a cat, Scarlett propelled herself off the top of the pod. Her body arched outward into position for a five star frog splash! Camera flashes went off everywhere through the arena, capturing the moment as Kaitlynn Stryfe nipped to her feet, and nailed a superkick straight to Scarlett’s jaw on her descent!!

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!

Erica: 20000 people just took the words right out of my mouth!! Holy shit this is over!!!

Mark: KINCAID WENT FOR THE FIVE STAR, AND GOT A BITCH KICK FOR HER TROUBLE!!

Kitty rolled into the cover, hooking both of the champion’s legs as she laid across her body. Stringer dropped for the count!

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stringer jumped to her feet, immediately calling for the bell! Kitty looked up, waiting to hear it ring this time and did so as the referee raised Kitty’s hand in victory!!

Mark: BY GOD, SHE DID IT!! KAITLYNN STRYFE....JUST DID THE IMPOSSIBLE!!

Erica: SHE LOST HER CHANCE TO DO IT BAMG ON A YEAR AGO, AND LET NO ONE TELL HER SHE DID NOT GO THROUGH HELL IN THE LAST BIT OF THAT MATCH!!

The Chamber door was opened as the timekeeper handed the title up to the referee, whom awarded it to Kitty.

Ben: The winner of this match....AND NEW FFW CHAMPION....KAITLYNN STRYFE!!!!!!

Mark: And now.....THE SERIES IS TIED 1-1!! KITTY AVENGED HER LOSS OVER A YEAR AGO, AND I THINK I SPEAK FOR THE ENTIRE FANBASE OF FFW WHEN I SAY...I WANT TO SEE THE REMATCH!

Erica: OH HELL YES!! LET THEM BREAK THE TIE, AND THE SOONER THE BETTER!!!

Mark: Ladies and gentlemen, we are dangerously low on time here! Kaitlynn Stryfe is the new Queen of the Mountain! And for my money, I’ve never seen a show like this one before!! This show.....it was an epic!

Erica: This will not be the last of these two, or anyone that was in this match!

Mark: The Elimination Chamber left us with more questions than answers, but the richest prize in FFW now belongs to that woman right there! For my beautiful wife, Erica and the rest of the FFW broadcast team, we thank you for joining us! Tonight, as far as I’m concerned, FFW proved exactly why it is......UNSTOPPABLE!!

The final image shows Kitty on her knees, clutching her title to her chest as her hair frames her canted head, which houses a wide smirk. And with that Unstoppable fades off the air.

[Adam Grant]

Mark: I’ll never forget the Elimination Chamber, the only one we’ve ever had in FFW history! And while Kaitlynn Stryfe left the Chamber with FFW’s richest prize, she wasn’t the only story that came out of that match.

Jodie: No doubt about that, Mark. Cody had gotten a lot of smacktalk for placing Katherine Stryfe into the chamber but watching that match happen and now reliving it again? Katherine shut alot of people up that night; because Mark, she’s the only woman who can claim to have pinned Amy, Isabella, and our current FFW Champion, Valerie all in one night in one match. And two months later, Katherine would go on to become our champion, beating Kitty for the belt; netting her triple crown status.

Mark: No doubt about that one either. Like I said, it wasn’t in the matches and moments that got the most votes but it certainly was a match I felt was worthy of being included in this retrospective. Now let’s take you on a little trip to the Orient. I’m talking about Tokyo, Japan in FFW’s first visit to the country for a very special edition of Breaking Point.


The Longest Suplex in FFW History
FFW Breaking Point - August 25, 2012

Tara shoves her off, hand on Hanna’s throat, and stomach in front of the Egg Dome’s crowd. Thunder pulls herself up and eyes her opponent down before stopping and thinking as Hanna stares her down. Both women watch each other as though wondering where to go from here, but Tara’s glare is more predatory to Hanna’s... Adversarial stare. Davis motions for them to go for it as Hanna goes running for a clothesline, but Tara stops that short by hooking her arm around Hanna’s and hefts her upward for a hanging vertical suplex.

Seven... Eight... Nine...

Mark: How long is Tara gonna hold that suplex?

CCM: I think a bathroom break is in order.

Mark: Where are you going?!

Seventeen... Eighteen... Nineteen...

Tara, in the midst of this vertical suplex does three squats while still holding Hanna, before deciding to walk around for a few moments. Whenever Hanna Elliot is about to squirm out, Tara yells at her to pipe down before dropping a few clubbing blows into her ribs and chest to make sure she stays nice and sturdy. Once Thunder can even be heard yelling, “STOP MOVING!”

Thirty-seven... Thirty-eight... Thirty-nine...

Mark: This... This is amazing ladies and gentlemen...! Only in Femme Fatale Wrestling! Only in the Egg Dome!

CCM: Ah, still going I see.

Mark: Oh, you’re back.

Fifty-seven... Fifty-eight... Fifty-nine...

On the one minute mark, the Egg Dome seems to nearly collapse from the explosion of cheering going off by the sheer greatness of the match before their eyes. People are stomping on the ground, clapping, and essentially going insane. In the meantime Hanna is rubbing her ribs and her back and trying to slap herself coherent after the blood rushed to her head for a good minute. Tara rubs her arms as she sits back up, both women looking as though that last move tossed them both through the ringer.

~ ~ ~

Jodie: Yeouch... I had a feeling poor Hanna was going to make the cut with this moment. I mean I train with Hanna, I like her too; but I doubt being on the receiving end of the longest suplex in FFW history is how she wants to be remembered.

Mark: Well considering what precipitated that match when Hanna picked up an upset win over Tara earlier, I guess Tara felt she had a point to prove that night in the Tokyo Dome. But for our last piece of footage, I felt that with our biggest show of the year coming up, it was only fitting we go back to a previous Unstoppable to close out this stroll down memory lane. And I am talking about last year when we were live in the Emerald City of Seattle, Washington. And the main....the first ever Scramble for the FFW Championship.

[Adam Grant]

Scramble for the FFW Championship
FFW Unstoppable 3 - July 28, 2012

A buzz begins to circulate through the stadium as we head down to ringside where we find Mark Horton joined by Valerie Belmont and Leander Apollo.

Mark: What a journey we have embarked upon here tonight, and now it’s time for the most important match on the card, to say the least! For the first time ever, the FFW Championship will be on the line in a Scramble. And joining me for this one are none other than Leander Apollo and Valerie Belmont!

Leo: We’re witnessing history about to happen here tonight and quite frankly, the stakes couldn’t be higher. Three members of the Power Trip in FFW Champion Isabella Pazzini, Kaitlynn Stryfe and Shane Sanders, the lone Mackenzie Mafia representative in Emma MacNamara, the woman who lost the FFW Championship one year ago at this very Pay-Per-View in Scarlett Kincaid...and the biggest wildcard of them all...Ryan Mackenzie as the special guest referee!

Valerie: I’ve been in a scramble match before...about two years ago actually...and in Isabella’s shoes. There is no match harder than this one, that I can assure you all. It requires everything you have. Your ability to think, your cunning, your wrestling ability...I could go on. But there is so much you need to think about...I wish these girls luck. I really, really do.

We head up to the ring, where Cory Kincaid is standing by.

Cory: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the main event of the evening. And it is a Scramble for the FFW Championship! The rules are as follows. Two women will start this match. And every five minutes, another will enter until all five women are in. The last person to score either a pinfall or a submission on any opponent before the thirty minute time limit expires will be the winner and the FFW Champion!

Mark: You can pretty well almost guarantee that a submission in a match like this could be quite difficult. But the interesting twist is the champion does not have to be pinned, in order to lose the FFW Championship tonight.

Leo: No kidding there - anyone is fair game to be pinned here and we could see a plethora of interim champions, if you will, until the official one is crowned once the bell rings. Whoever will that be...now that’s the sixty-four thousand dollar question.

Valerie: Yep, sounds about right. Again, quite aware. You aren’t going to be able to predict any of this...and if you can...I want your ability to see into the future. Seriously.

Cory looks back to Ryan, standing in a typical referee’s attire.

Cory: And the special guest referee assigned to this match....RYAN MACKENZIE!!

Ryan receives a thunderous welcome from the sold out stadium, as he seems a bit bothered by something as he waves to the fans.

Leo: Well, for those of you who follow FFW’s stars on Twitter, you probably may have noticed a series of very surprising and unexpected news earlier this afternoon, shortly after Ryan arrived in Seattle.

Valerie: After a lot of back reading, yes. That...makes no sense. Whatsoever. Something...something tells me something’s up. The idea of Stacey and Ryan breaking up at all is very much a foreign concept.

Mark: Ryan will have to find a way to put his personal issues aside, this match is far too important tonight. I do sympathize for him, have known him most of his career. But tonight, he has to be the law in there. And with three members of the Power Trip, not many I’d say is more qualified to do it. Let’s find out who is going to start this thing!

Cory glances over to the entrance, as he awaits to find out who he needs to introduce first.

Mark: The order of entrants was drawn at random, not even Cory knows who is coming out when.

"Explosive" by Bond hits the PA, and the crowd erupts into boos. Isabella walks out of the entranceway, smirking at the crowd, before posing with her arms outstretched as Catherine-wheel pyrotechnics whirl and explode behind her. Isabella makes her way slowly down to the ring, before climbing up the steps and over the middle rope. Isabella walks to the far turnbuckle and outstretches her arms once again, as pyros fall like rain all around the ring.

Mark: Talk about drawing the short straw....

Cory: Introducing first, she hails from Palermo, Sicily! She is the reigning and defending two time FFW Champion! Representing the Power Trip.......’THE DIVA OF EXTREME’ ISABELLA PAZZINI!!!!

Valerie: Well, ain’t that the luck of the draw! The champ’s out first! As if she didn’t have the hardest job alread by trying to keep her championship, she now has to last the whole half hour AND keep it!

Leo: Make no mistake about it, controversial as her title win was in Australia, Isabella Pazzini will be put to the test tonight! If she somehow escapes with the FFW Championship, there is no doubt she will have proven SOMETHING here tonight at Unstoppable.

Mark: Isabella can not be happy about this at all! And-WHAT THE HELL?!

Isabella pressed a kiss to her FFW Championship as a woman jumped the barricade and dove into the ring, spearing her to the mat and unloading with heavy right hands to her head and body. The woman was firing shots with reckless abandon, driving her fists into Isabella’s head before getting to her feet, finally facing the crowd. And the entire stadium came unglued as they realized who it was.

Mark: My God....that’s Stacey!

Stacey looked thunderous as she stood in the ring, glaring down at Isabella as the fans were deafening in her favor.

Leo: STACEY MACKENZIE HAS ENTERED THE BUILDING AND SHE’S GUNNING FOR THE FFW CHAMPION AS THE CROWD IN SEATTLE HAS GONE BERSERK!!!!

Valerie: WHAT THE ACTUAL FRANCE IS GOING ON IN THIS PLACE TONIGHT?! Welcome to Unstoppable, folks! Where things happen left, right and centre!

Stacey jerked Isabella to her feet, firing her hard into the corner before taking off into it after her. She punished her with a hard shoulderblock that lifted Isabella’s feet off the canvas, and stepped back. The champion staggered out as Stacey delivered a roundhouse kick to the back of her head that sent her the rest of the way to the canvas. Ryan watched in shock as Stacey looked over to him, saying something indistinguishable that caused him to look a little confused. But as her eyes went back to Isabella, the rage came back as she hit a baseball slide that sent the champion to the floor. Stacey rolled out after her, jerking up a chair from under the ring with a look of pure hatred on her face.

Mark: Stacey Mack isn’t cleared to compete, she’s not part of the Scramble! But she’s about to scramble Isabella’s brains! Look at her face! And these people LOVE it!

Valerie: Makes the many thousands and me! Just saying!

Leo: And she’s not done yet, folks! Not by a long shot!

Isabella began to try to get to her feet on the floor, and as she turned, Stacey took off and crashed the chair into her head with a sickening smack of steel! She sat the chair up, pulling Isabella to her feet and hoisting her onto her shoulders! She turned around, looking at the fans for a moment and then Ryan before driving Isabella into the chair with a Death Valley Driver, Stacey’s Kiss of Death!

Leo: Kiss of Death right into the chair itself! Stacey Mackenzie, making the score even from the debacle in Australia!!

Mark: I don’t know who was supposed to start this match with Isabella, but I’d damn sure take my time coming out right now!

Valerie: Probably because they’re waiting on someone removing Stacey!

Stacey threw Isabella back into the ring, glaring towards her.

Mark: Stacey has destroyed Isabella Pazzini! And it couldn’t have happened to a nicer woman!

“Lucifer's Angel" starts to play over the speakers, bathing the arena in a pale blue light. As the eerie beginning makes way for the pop rock sounds and Lauri Ylönen's whining cries, blue and black pyro explode all along the stage. From the residue of smoke, Emma MacNamara emerges, hands on her hips and a smirk on her face. She takes a moment to look around her, only setting off on her journey towards the ring with the opening lines of the song.

She heads down the ramp, staring at the run as though it is the only thing in the room. Once she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she heads left, towards the stairs. Jumping straight onto the middle step, Emma slims the rest and then onto the turnbuckles, where she looks around her for a moment before jumping off and landing on her feet in the ring.

Cory: Introducing next, hailing from Glasgow, Scotland! Representing the Mackenzie Mafia.....EMMA MACNAMARA!!!!

Valerie: Emma’s a former champion, she wants that belt back...well, I think she might have a relatively easy time of being the interim champion at least! But still, short straw! Still gotta last the entire half hour.

Leo: This is a simple matter of Emma pinning Isabella with Stacey having done all the work - needless to say, the Power Trip’s start to this night in the Scramble has been a trainwreck!

Emma looked down to Stacey on the floor, whom had never taken her eyes off Isabella. Stacey finally looked up to Emma, and told her to take the title! And as Ryan called for the bell, security began to usher from the back as Stacey hopped the guardrail and took off through the crowd. Emma watched her go for a moment as security tried to go after her, but looked back at Isabella before dropping to make a cover!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

Cory: Your new interim FFW Champion.......EMMA MACNAMARA!!

Mark: Stacey just gift wrapped the first fall to Emma Mac, and security is trying to go after her but it’s too late! And now Emma has five minutes to finish the job on a woman she has absolutely no loveloss for in Isabella!

Leo: Absolutely. She can add on to damage and keep herself fresh for the third person coming into this match...Stacey Mackenzie has made her presence felt here at Unstoppable!

Emma got back to her feet, looking down at Isabella with a disapproving look before pulling her up and firing her back into the corner from earlier. She followed in after her, licking her fingertips before she lit her up with a knife edge chop across her chest. Isabella screamed in pain as Emma pushed her back up, and did it again. Pazzini clutched her chest with her hand as Emma hooked that arm back around the ropes, gave a “Shhh!” to the live crowd and delivered a third chop that made Isabella’s chest almost blood red! Pazzini fell to her knees in the corner, clutching her chest with both hands as Emma hooked her head and drove it back into the mat with a DDT.

Leo: Chop after chop and Emma’s looking to draw blood in multiple places, it seems!

Valerie: Do you blame her? You lose blood, you lose energy. You have no energy, you can’t compete properly, thus if the Power Trip keep the belt, it won’t be Isabella that has it.

Emma glanced up to the big screen to see the timer as it ticked down before stepping over Isabella’s body and sitting on her back before applying a camel clutch. She locked her fingers under Isabella’s chin as she pulled back, resting on her lower back where she sat. She let go with one hand and delivered another slap to Isabella’s exposed chest, causing the Italian beauty to cry out in pain before Emma then drove the point of her elbow into Isabella’s head before locking the hold back in.

Mark: If you’re Emma Mac, she’s conserving energy. She knows she has the better part of a half hour to go and three fresh faces waiting on her backstage. Right now, it’s about making Isabella a non-issue and she’s doing a very good job of that. She’s not going for pinfalls or even really looking for a submission right now, she doesn’t have to! She’s in the driver’s seat!

Leo: No need to get any extra pinfalls when you’re currently the interim champion. Smart strategy by Emma here and now, all she has to do is keep the pressure and wait for the third contestant here.

Emma delivered another short elbow before releasing the hold and hitting the far side, delivering a leg drop into Isabella’s back. Leaning down, she pulled Isabella up to her knees and measured her for a straight right hand. But Isabella shot her arm up between Emma’s legs and stopped that. MacNamara stepped back, bent over slightly as Isabella crawled towards her and nailed her a second time between the legs and brought her to the canvas this time. She pushed up to her feet, rubbing her chest in pain and taking a moment to clear her head the best she could before catching Emma with a front kick into her abdomen. The interim champion fell over after the shot as Isabella began to stomp away at her again and again. A look of anger on her face, she dragged her towards the ropes and pulled her up, trying to lock her arms between the top and middle rope. She did so successfully with a smirk on her face as she slapped Emma with a backhand. A few measured right hands hit the mark, as Emma couldn’t cover up. Isabella took off for the far side this time, and as she came back, Emma pushed up to her feet and freed her arms. As Pazzini came in, Emma ducked under and scooped her up and drilled her with a spinebuster!

Valerie: Well, bang goes the theory of keeping fresh till the next one comes in! Till then...just don’t get caught in a pinfall!

Mark: Isabella thought she had Emma all tied up, but apparently the interim champion disagreed and Isabella went spine first into the canvas! And we are less than two minutes from our third entrant here!

Leo: Emma should definitely consider putting on the camel clutch again...and you know, not letting go out of boredom this time around.

Emma took a moment to gather herself after Isabella’s previous assault, glancing up to the clock and then rolling Isabella onto her back. A well placed knee found the mark before she pulled her up and bent her over backwards across that same knee, using her hand to push Isabella’s head away and the other to push her lower body down. Isabella was almost bent in half, with her rib cage well exposed. Emma wasted no time in taking advantage of that as she used her head to drive a shot into those ribs while she maintained the pressure.

Mark: Another rest hold for Emma, a chance for her to catch her breath and still keep Isabella on defense. The spine isn’t meant to bend that way, and those headbutts to Isabella’s ribs aren’t going to improve her recuperation time at all.

Leo: Emma’s wrestling to her strengths here, without a doubt in my mind. Considering the lack of disqualifications and count-outs in this bout, she has the freedom to take a few extra shots that would get her a few nasty glares and the riot act read to her by the referees...and needless to say, she’s enjoying this.

Emma continued to push back on Isabella’s head, but failed to see Isabella kick up with her leg, catching Emma with a knee in the process. Emma was shook up for a moment before Isabella kicked again, another knee caught Emma in the side of the head. And this time, Isabella was able to roll away from her. Emma held herself up with one hand, shaking her head as Isabella clutched her back as she got to her feet. Pulling Emma up, she fired her in for the ride and caught her with a short knee to the ribs on the rebound. An inverted atomic drop followed that before Isabella gave a clothesline to put her down on the canvas. Ryan watched on from a neutral corner as Isabella climbed to her feet and took off for the far side. She went for a senton back splash, but Emma brought her knees up as the two time FFW Champion landed back first across them!

Valerie: OUCH! Emma’s got bloody bony knees, and Isabella’s back is done, so I dread to think how much that hurt!

A solid chant for Emma rumbled through SAFECO Field as she rolled to her stomach, pushing to her feet slowly as she moved towards the corner. Crouching down, she waited for Isabella to move. Pazzini began to stir, getting to her feet as Emma charged. MacNamara left her feet, and wrapped her legs around Isabella’s head before going for a Frankensteiner. Isabella landed head first onto the mat with a thud as Emma rolled to her feet. She was about to pull her up when the fans began to count down with the timer.

FIVE........FOUR.........THREE..........................TWO.........................................ONE!!!!!!!!!

Mark: Let’s see who’s waiting, friend or foe?!

The lights fade to a pale pink, and the screen comes to life with heavy static, showing a silhouette of a woman moving slowly towards the foreground. The driving guitars and heavy drums of Egypt Central's "You Make Me Sick" kick to life over the speakers, and the screen shifts, the image melting away as though doused in acid. Images flash, showing a dark haired woman dominating both men and women in the wrestling ring.

You make me sick sick sick sick sick sick sick

Kitty steps out at the top of the ramp and stands there for a moment, staring straight ahead at the ring while a series of pink and purple pryos explode along the ramp, following her down to the ring as she goes.

You make me sick, but I love what we're doing here
You make me sick, and I can't be the only one
You make me sick, but I love what we're doing here
You make me sick, and I can't be the only one

Tossing her hair over her shoulder, she glares at the fans that have the audacity to try and reach out to touch her. She seems completely oblivious to the attention of the few supporters she has in the crowd, seeming withdrawn and lost inside her own head as she moves towards the ring, occasionally pausing to look back over her shoulder as though looking for something, or someone.  

I used to think this was perfect, and wish that it was never ending
But those days are gone forever.
It's something I'm not missing
There's a force, there's a voice in my head
Telling me to think about the times that you were cruel and mean
I don't care if you walk away.
I'm here to stay and you need to hear.

As the driving rock beat of Egypt Central continues to rape every ear drum in attendance, Kitty climbs into the ring and immediately comes to life, sprinting across the ring and jumping up on the turnbuckles in the corner. Thrusting her fist in the air with one hand, and a middle finger with the other, she gets immense heat from the crowd before hopping down as her music fades out.

Cory: Introducing next, representing the Power Trip.....KAITLYNN STRYFE!!

And trailing in behind her clapping his hands in approval is her husband, Alexander Stryfe as he moves towards one corner.

Leo: Let the numbers game begin! Emma may have done a good job with keeping Isabella down for the count here but with Kaitlynn and Alexander Stryfe in the fray now, things are only going to get difficult. However, let’s keep Ryan’s earlier warning to Alexander very clear...Alexander tries to get cute, he gets to play the Lotto tonight....................I hope he tries to get cute.

Mark: It’s been two months since the last time we saw Kaitlynn Stryfe in a FFW ring, and even longer since we have seen her husband in her corner.

Ryan looks down to Alexander, reminding him of the warning he gave him already as Emma never takes her eyes off Kaitlynn. Emma gets into position, waving Kitty to come at her as se instead walks in a circle away from her and leans down, talking to Isabella for a moment. She helps her to a neutral corner, and turns her attention back to Emma with a smile. The pair lock up in the center of the ring, with Kitty driving her knee into Emma’s body before slipping around behind her in a rear waistlock. Emma threw a pair of elbows behind her, which Kitty managed to avoid before hitting her with a headbutt to the back of her head. Emma was wobbled on impact as Kitty drove her head into Emma’s a second time before taking her down with a suplex to the canvas. Stryfe immediately rolled over on top of her, keeping her hands locked around her waist and pulling her back to her feet. In the other corner, Isabella had gotten back to her feet as Kitty spotted her and held Emma’s arms behind her for Isabella to hit her!

Leo: Kitty got the better of that advantage and Isabella’s back to her feet...and now, we may start to see some of those so-called “power trip solutions” they keep mentioning all over Twitter.

Valerie: Well if we’re about to find out what those are, then I’ll be quite glad to find out at last. Though I feel quite bad for Emma. It’s like someone really doesn’t like her and Scarlett so they’re getting thrown into this!

With her arms pinned behind her, Emma had no choice but to absorb Isabella’s spinwheel kick into her jaw. The Scottish native fell to the mat, but Kitty scooped her back up and told Isabella to nail her again. Isabella agreed with that as she reached into her top, producing a small bell hammer which brought boos from the crowd as they saw it. Kitty held Emma by the hair, telling her to go for it. And as Isabella went to tee off, Ryan grabbed her and and pulled the hammer out of it! Isabella looked back at him as Emma sprang to life, scooping Kitty up from behind her and delivering a sidewalk slam to her. And as Isabella turned back to see what happened, she caught a dropkick to the chest that caused her to drop the hammer before she hit the mat!

Mark: And that, I applaud that right there! Ryan just took away one of Isabella’s little toys. And while this may be no disqualifications due to the nature of the match, I definitely agree we don’t need any damn bell hammers involved in this.

Leo: Plain and simple, ladies and gentlemen, Ryan Mackenzie is Judge Dredd in this match. He is the law! And if anybody has something to say about it, well, I don’t think he’ll hesitate to prove that point as Emma finds an opening with that dropkick!

Valerie: Watch there be a call of bias for that one. The Power Trip have been saying since he was announced as the referee that it was going to happen!

Looking down to see both of them down, Emma went after Kitty first. She tried to pull her to her feet as Isabella crawled up behind her and delivered a low blow that stopped that. Kitty managed to shove Emma backwards away from her. Isabella got to her feet and bounced off the near side ropes, catching Emma with a bulldog! But the back of Emma’s head struck the bell hammer on the mat. She immediately clutched her head in pain as Ryan scooped the hammer up and threw it to the floor, warning Isabella about using weapons after he did so. Meanwhile Kitty immediately went for a cover!

ONE!!!

TWOOO!!!!!

THR-NOOOOOOOOO!!!

Emma kicked out, still holding the back of her head in pain as Isabella pulled Emma up and put her head between her legs. With an underhook, she jerked her up and dropped her with a piledriver that crashed the top of Emma’s head into the mat. Pazzini stepped back as Kitty took over, dropping three straight elbow drops into Emma’s head one after another after another. The girls smiled to one another, as Kitty pulled Emma to her feet. MacNamara was groggy as both women hit the opposite ropes and delivered a combination of a clothesline and a chop block that took Emma back to the mat!

Leo: And the Power Trip has found themselves a nice niche, as they’re targeting Emma’s head after the bulldog and that Hi-Lo combination from Isabella and Kaitlynn is definitely going to leave a mark!

Mark: The Power Trip are working very well here tonight as a team, but the problem with that is only one of them can leave with the FFW Championship.

Valerie: They claim they don't care who it is! So we can maybe expect them to argue over who takes the fall! Which will only give Emma time to recover.

Kitty gave her stablemate a smile as she bounced Emma head first into the mat as she tried to get up. Stryfe rolled her onto her stomach, grapevining her head and one leg as she applied a STF onto Emma, while Isabella dropped down to taunt her. Ryan asked Emma if she wanted to quit, but got an emphatic negative to that. Kitty continued to add pressure, cranking back on the move as Isabella continued to taunt her. The fans began the countdown with the timer again.

FIVE......FOUR..........THREE..............................TWO.............................ONE!!!!!!!!!

Mark: Who’s next?! Emma’s gotta hope it’s not Shane at this point!

The lights go out  as Into The Sun by The Parlor Mob kicks in, all the lights in the arena stuttering on and off. As the guitar opening slows down the lights die replaced only by a bright white spotlight shines down onto the middle of the entrance ramp where Scarlett Kincaid is stood. As the first verse is sung, She stands there, head down, breathing deep and composing herself. As it finishes she starts to head toward the ring, slapping hands with as many fans as possible on the way to the ring as the spotlight follows them.

Turning back to the ring she climbs onto the apron and stands in the middle of the ropes. Pausing for a couple of seconds to take a deep breath she looks to her left and right, grabs the top rope and catapults herself into the ring, landing on her feet.

Cory: Introducing next...from Baton Rouge, Lousiana......SCARLETT KINCAID!!!!

Kitty immediately lets go of Emma, hopping to her feet as Isabella does the same, both of them staring at Kincaid!

Valerie: And we’re even again! Sort of. Scarlett’s not Mafia...but she certainly isn’t Power Trip!:

Leo: Oh the heat just got turned up MASSIVELY and needless to say, it’s an even situation now as Scarlett Kincaid has no love lost for ANY of the Power Trip members.

Both women went for her at once as Scarlett ducked out of the way. And as Isabella spun to face her, Scarlett blasted her with a big right hand. Kaitlynn tried next as Kincaid caught her with one too. She fired Kitty across, and deposited her with a big back body drop. And as Isabella came up behind her, Scarlett delivered a stunner as soon as she felt her coming in! Kitty rolled back to her feet, spinning Kincaid around before the Cajun delivered a jawbreaker that sent her staggering backwards. Scarlett hit the far side and nailed a huge flying shoulder tackle that sent Kitty through the ropes to the floor! With Isabella trying to get back to her feet, Scarlett sent her flying over the top rope and let out a primal yell as the fans in Seattle responded in kind!

Mark: Kincaid is a house of fire!! Kitty and Isabella are on the floor, Emma’s down on the mat, and Kincaid is damn sure dominant right now!

Leo: Scarlett has the fresh legs here and needless to say, she’s delivering on the impact moves already. Although Emma might want to be careful as well, Scarlett’s in this one for herself and herself alone.

Emma began to get up as Scarlett looked down to her, only for Alexander Stryfe to hop onto the apron and start demanding that Scarlett be admonished for something. Kincaid looked over to him, and he hopped back down to the floor. Kitty moved around to the far side, sliding back into the ring. And as Scarlett caught sight of her, she bounced off the near side only for Alex to grab her foot and get her attention. Scarlett spun around to reach over and grab him, but he slipped away from her. Kitty perched herself right behind her, begging Scarlett to turn around. And as the redhead did so, Kitty pounded her with a superkick to the jaw! She rolled out to the floor as Isabella mounted Emma on the mat, choking the life out of her and drawing Ryan towards her. Mackenzie tried to get Isabella off, as meanwhile on the floor, Scarlett began to get to her feet when Kitty’s husband drilled her with a straight hand to the jaw that sent her back to the mat around the ring!

Valerie: HEY RYAN! Time to go play the Lotto! Just saying! And that choke is CLEARLY payback for earlier. Just saying.

Leo: Alexander Stryfe is up to his old tricks and his wife’s taking advantage of it, as is Isabella with Emma! I have a feeling this is going to be anything but dull from here on out.

Alex began pasting Scarlett with boots to her body as she tried to get up, drilling her with right hands as Ryan was attempting to get Isabella to let go of the choke before he finally just pulled her off physically. He warned her and then Kitty, before Emma began to finally get back to her and knees. Kitty’s husband bounced Scarlett’s head off the ground on the floor, hopping back to his feet and moving to a neutral corner as Ryan turned back to see what was going on. Isabella and Kitty exchanged a bit of strategy, but that was short-lived when Emma rose back to her feet and clobbered Kitty with a lariat seemingly from nowhere. She spun Isabella around, blasting away with a series of right hands before launching her chest first into the corner. As Isabella hung in the corner, Emma took off and left her feet, driving her knee into Isabella’s head! She watched as Isabella staggered out of the corner, before driving her face first into the mat with a bulldog! But Kitty had gotten back to her feet behind her, waving her to turn around. And as Emma did so, Kitty took off and delivered a running midair knee strike into Emma’s head!

Mark: KISS OF DEATH, THE KITTY VERSION!! EMMA’S GOT DRILLED!

Leo: She caught her flush in the jaw with it and Emma’s gotta be out right now!

Kitty dove into a cover!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOO!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Cory: Your interim champion......KAITLYNN STRYFE!!!

Mark: And now Kitty’s in the driver’s seat!

Isabella got to her feet, looking up at Kitty with a look that was anything but appreciation at this point. Kitty glanced back at her, apologizing to her as Isabella rose to her feet, still staring at her.

Leo: And Isabella isn’t looking too pleased about this at all...and with one more entrant still waiting in the wings, well, tensions may start to rise. At the end of the day, the FFW Championship means enough to forsake any alliances for a night.

Valerie: What was this about unity within the Power Trip, exactly? Isabella and Kitty arguing sure don’t look that way!

Meanwhile on the floor, Scarlett began to get to her feet and her eyes locked onto Alexander Stryfe. The billionaire looked over to see the former champion staring at him as Scarlett took off after him! Alex made a lap around the ring before he took off up the ramp towards the stage with Scarlett right behind him. Stryfe stopped just as about he was about to hit the curtain, and turned back to see Scarlett had him cornered.

Mark: Ohh, I think Alexander Stryfe is about to get the hell beat out of him, and it couldn’t happen to a nicer guy! Scarlett’s got him cornered up there on the stage!

Leo: This has potential to be really, really good. Unleash the Cajun!!!

Valerie: Come on Scar, crack the fucker’s skull open! Then hope Kitty doesn’t catch you...

Stryfe held up his hands, apologizing to Scarlett, but she wasn’t interested in that at all. And the Cajun took off towards him, but Stryfe dodged out of the way before someone blasted Scarlett with a thunderous lariat that took her down onto the stage. Stryfe turned to look back as the fans began to boo uproariously as the woman screamed at Scarlett, telling her she wasn’t going to overshadow her anymore! The fans watched on, booing still as she scooped Scarlett up and drove her into the stage with a running powerslam. And as she got to her feet, the cameras caught who it was!

Mark: UNDINE?! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!

Valerie: Didn’t Scarlett beat Undine for the Evolution Championship? Or something along those lines...this is odd.

Leo: This not only odd, it’s downright...you’ve got to be kidding me...is this what she meant to do all along by coming here to Seattle?!

Undine pulled Scarlett to her feet, grabbing her with two hands and then sent her flying off the Unstoppable set from the stage to the floor where she landed! Undine stood at the edge of the ramp, looking down at what she had done and listening to the live crowd rain hatred on her for doing it!

Mark: Scarlett was sent off the damn stage, Undine said she’d make a statement tonight! And she damn well meant it! And this crowd is furious at her for doing it!

Leo: We need medical attention to the ramp, pronto! Scarlett is probably out of this match for good and it’s all thanks to Undine likely holding a very, very long grudge!

Alex headed back towards the ring as security escorted Undine backstage. Meanwhile back in the ring, Isabella and Kitty continued to sort out their grievances as Emma was back up. Shaking her head, she waited patiently. And as Isabella pointed towards Emma, Kitty turned as MacNamara charged and drilled with her headscissors DDT!!

Valerie: PLAYING WITH SCISSORS! Goodnight Kitty!

Emma headed for the corner, climbing up to the top rope as she gave the signal for the Fall as she kept a watch on Isabella in the other corner. And with a picture perfect aim, Emma launched herself and nailed the high angle senton bomb!!

Mark: FALL FROM GRACE!! AND EMMA MAC IS THREE SECONDS FROM BEING BACK IN THE DRIVER’S SEAT!!

Fans: FIVE........FOUR..........THREEE.........

Emma grapevined Kitty’s leg to make the cover as Ryan dropped for the count!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

The opening of “King of the World” by PATT begins to play to a darkened arena. A red spotlight lingers around the stage entrance as the song begins.

My pain filled drama queen is always screaming at your bed
Getting ready to buy you out

Sanders walks out, head low and hands clutched tightly at her side as the pop fills the arena.

'Cause we all know
What goes around comes around
You should've known what I was all about
Do not test me

Upon those words--an explosion of white, sparkler like, fireworks shoot up from the stage illuminating the reddened spotlight where Sanders stands. One clenched fist raises in salute to the crowd as she starts down the ramp.

‘Cause I'm the f*cking king of the world
Get on your knees
I'm the f*cking king of the world
Do as I please

So get up and get out and I'll show you
What it means for me to control you
'Cause I'm the fucking king of the world

At ringside, Shane slides beneath the bottom rope and waits for the match to start.

Ryan never finished the count as the lights went out for Shane’s entrance.

Cory: And finally, from Canton, Texas....representing the Power Trip......SHANE SANDERS!!!!

Valerie: So I take it that fall doesn’t count then? And this woman....I still don’t know how she’s in the main event. I really don’t. Never a more slapdash woman you will find.

Leo: Shane’s entrance has interrupted the count and Kaitlynn Stryfe is still the interim champion, but needless to say, we’ve got all five competitors having entered the match, Scarlett’s out from the Undine attack and Shane Sanders is, indeed, fresh. Talk about a line that’ll get taken out of context quickly...

Emma got back to her feet, looking back at Shane as she and Isabella were on either side of her. Both of them seemed to have a death stare on her as Isabella moved first. Emma dodged out of the way before the contact as Isabella nearly ran into Shane, whom looked her in the eyes and said “This is for Sydney...” And before Isabella could respond, Shane decked her with a straight right hand to the jaw, followed by another and then another before she fired her across into the corner. Kitty watched dumbstruck as Shane hit a handspring back elbow into Isabella’s jaw in the corner. As Isabella staggered out, Shane kicked her in the midsection and devastated her with her modified power bomb into the mat!

Mark: SHANE JUST PLANTED ISABELLA WITH BEAUTY IN CHAOS!

Leo: You heard her, folks. Sydney left a bitter taste on Shane Sanders’ lips and well, as if Stacey nearly attempting to murder Isabella earlier wasn’t enough...

Valerie: Well, so much for Power Trip Unity. Seriously.

Kitty screamed at her, asking her what she was doing as Shane dropped into a cover, keeping her eyes on Kitty the entire time.

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cory: Your interim champion.......SHANE SANDERS!!!!

Shane got to her feet, telling Kitty she and Isabella were even now. And as the Dixie Muse turned around, Emma left her feet and nailed a second Playing with Scissors, the headscissors DDT!! Emma hooked the leg!

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOOO!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cory: Your interim champion......EMMA MACNAMARA!!!!!

Mark: My God.....Emma’s back in the driver’s seat! Shane never saw that coming!!

Leo: Shane was Playing With Scissors as it was...Emma just turned it from theoretical to literal!

As Emma got to her feet, Kitty perched behind her and blew a kiss towards her before she turned to see her, and ate her second midair knee strike of the night, another Kiss of Death!! Kitty hooked Emma’s leg this time!!

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOO!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Cory: Your interim champion......KAITLYNN STRYFE!!!!

Kitty got back to her feet, surveying the damage as three women lay on the mat, barely stirring. Her eyes looked back to the entrance ramp as the fans came to their feet watching as Scarlett Kincaid was slowly making her way back towards the ring with a look of rage on her face.

Valerie: Oh dear...the cajun is in a rage...duck and cover!

Leo: Kitty’s the new interim champion for the second time in this bout and well, this Scramble has just gone into fifth gear!!

Clutching her ribs, Scarlett climbed back into the ring as she stared across at Kaitlynn Stryfe. Kitty’s eyes narrowed as she stared down Kincaid, waving her forward and telling her to bring it. And the sold out SAFECO Field was on their feet.

Mark: Over 50,000 fans here in SAFECO Field are standing! Ohh, these two have a long long long history with each other! And I think we’re about to kick it off once more!!

Leo: Oh these two go back a long, long time...and if I’m Kaitlynn Stryfe, this is where I put an exclamation point in it. Rarely has she been on the winning side of her encounters against Scarlett Kincaid and tonight could be a chance of pulling it off much like she did at last year’s Unstoppable.

And without any more hesitation, Kitty and Scarlett tore into each other with violent rights and lefts, swinging for the fences with each shot as the two unloaded on one another. Scarlett fired Kitty in for the ride, but Stryfe ducked a clothesline and rebounded off the other side. Scarlett grabbed her and went to hiptoss her, but Kitty blocked it. She delivered a pair of fists to Scarlett’s ribs, causing her to bend over before Kitty hooked her head for a DDT. But Kincaid shoved her backwards and charged towards her for a shoulder tackle. Stryfe sidestepped her and ended up behind her with a rear waistlock. Kitty went to throw her with a release overhead German suplex, but....Kincaid landed on her feet! And as Kitty nipped up, she turned around and locked eyes again with Scarlett. And this time, it was Scarlett telling her to bring it!

Valerie: I’m quite enjoying this once again rematch! Come on Scar!

Leo: Hold for hold, counter for counter, these are two dead even and this crowd in Seattle is on their feet for this display of wrestling!!

Kitty took her up on the offer, charging in as the pair locked up this time. Kitty applied a side headlock, only for Kincaid to shove her towards the ropes and get free. Kincaid tried for a clothesline, but Kitty ducked underneath that and ended up behind her. And as Scarlett spun around, Kitty went for the Kiss of Death with a midair knee strike. But Scarlett sidestepped them completely, delivering a kick to the gut and hooking her head for the Scarlett Fever! She gave the signal for it, but Kitty swept her legs out from under her and put her on the mat. Scarlett rolled back to her feet as Kitty went for a flash kick as she got up. Kincaid feinted out of the way, rolling out of harm’s way and back to her feet as the women came to stare one another again!

Mark: This....this is a clinic!! These two know each other so very well, and you can tell it with this exchange. I’ve not seen anything quite like this!

Valerie: One needs an advantage soon though. Kitty’s still the interim champion!

Leo: We’ve got all five competitors already and time, soon enough, is going to be of the essence here! For Kitty, she needs to think about playing defense!

Both women stared across the ring at one another, never taking their eyes away from the other. And as Scarlett went to meet Kitty again, a straight right hand to her kidneys stopped that as Kincaid fell to one knee, and rising up behind her was Isabella Pazzini. Hands clasped over her head, she delivered several clubbing blows to Scarlett’s back. Isabella pulled Scarlett up to her feet, shoving her towards Kitty whom drilled her with a running clothesline that took her down to the mat. Stryfe crouched into the corner, waving Scarlett to get back up as she patted her boot with a smile. Isabella screamed at Scarlett to get back to her feet, as Kincaid began to stir slightly before pushing up to her hands and knees. Kitty bounced in the corner in anticipation as Scarlett got back up finally. Stryfe took off and delivered a picture perfect Bitch Kick, straight on the button to Kincaid’s chin! And as she got to her feet to make the cover, Emma surprised her with a thunderous spear that sent both of them some five feet backwards! Emma unloaded with shots on Kitty as Isabella looked over and dropped into the cover on Scarlett!

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

THRE-WHOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As Ryan’s hand came down, Isabella was jerked off the cover by Shane Sanders. Isabella got to her feet, asking Shane what the hell she was doing before Shane fell into the cover herself!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

This time, Isabella dragged Shane off the cover and the Texan rose to her feet, looking Isabella in the eyes.

Leo: And this...is where it gets interesting, folks!

In the far corner, Emma rose to her knees, delivering a few blows to Kitty before looking back to see Shane and Isabella in disagreement. She seemed to be measuring as Scarlett also began to stir on the canvas as well. Kincaid pushed up to her feet as Emma watched on, with no one in the arena sure who she was measuring now. Scarlett staggered out of the way as Emma took off! Isabella fired Shane straight at Emma! Sanders used a leapfrog as Emma dove under her, stopping herself before she hit the corner. Isabella went to grab her, but Emma reversed it and shoved her into the corner before nailing her with some rights before hoisting Isabella onto the corner and climbing up with her. She hooked her head under her arm, and gave the signal for the superplex! And as she went to lift her up, Shane doubled back and stuck her head between Emma’s legs! And as Emma superplexed Isabella, Shane powerbombed Emma to the mat! Both women collided simultaneously with a thunderous noise as the live crowd chanted “HOLY SHIT!”

Mark: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!

Valerie: JESUS CHRIST! Are they even alive? My back hurts looking at it!

Leo: The ring shook!! A superplex into a powerbomb!!

Mark: Kitty’s down, Emma’s down, Isabella’s down! And Shane’s up!!

Shane smiled at her handiwork, looking down at both Emma and Isabella before covering Isabella!

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Isabella got her leg across the bottom rope in town as Ryan held up two fingers. Shane looked up in annoyance as she crawled towards Emma, and covered her instead!

ONE!!!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

WHOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As Ryan’s hand was coming down for the three count, no one noticed that Scarlett Kincaid had ascended the top rope. And as soon as Ryan’s hand hit two, Kincaid launched herself into the corkscrew and landed perfectly on Shane in the cover!!

Mark: KINCAID CASCADE!! I DIDN’T EVEN SEE HER CLIMB UP THERE!!

Valerie: WHOA! That was incredibly well done! Nice one Scar!

Leo: They forgot about Scarlett!

Scarlett hooked Shane’s leg for the cover!

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cory: Your interim champion.......SCARLETT KINCAID!!!

Scarlett rolled to her feet, a smile on her face as she looked up to see the time left on the clock. Meanwhile on the mat, Isabella threw her arm across Emma, whom had absorbed the Cascade almost as much as Shane did from moments ago. Ryan dropped back for the count!

ONEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Scarlett looked back to see Ryan pointing to Isabella, and holding her hand in the air now.

Cory: Your interim champion..............ISABELLA PAZZINI!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Leo: This match has had so many falls, it’s hard to keep up! But now the woman whom came in with the title has it again!

Cory: Ladies and gentlemen, THREE MINUTES REMAIN!! THREE MINUTES!!

Mark: And with three minutes in change to go, you want to talk about crunch time! Who wants to be the FFW Champion?! Who wants it most?! We’ll find out in less than 180 seconds!

Valerie: I don’t know who wants it most. But this match is one for the history books!

Scarlett gives a hateful stare towards Isabella, as the reigning champion dives out of the ring when Kincaid comes at her. Scarlett stops herself as she reaches the ropes, seeing Isabella land on the floor. But in the corner rose Kaitlynn Stryfe to her feet. She stared into the back of Scarlett’s head, though Kincaid didn’t see her yet. Kitty immediately threw herself on the mat, sprawled out on the canvas as Scarlett turned around to see her there. A smile formed on Kincaid’s face as she headed for the top rope, where Kitty lay in perfect position for the Cascade.

Mark: WAIT A MINUTE.....

Valerie: Oh no....not again. SCARLETT, STAY WHERE YOU ARE!

Leo: Kaitlynn Stryfe has laid a trap for Scarlett Kincaid right here!! And if Scarlett falls for it, it could be disastrous for her!

Scarlett climbed to the top rope, perching herself as Kitty didn’t budge a muscle on the mat. And with a beautiful swan like grace, Kincaid sailed through the air. But...she didn’t go for the Cascade. Kitty nipped up to her feet as Scarlett landed on her feet behind her. She nailed Kitty in the ribs with a boot and hooked her head for the Scarlett Fever! The fans roared as she had her hooked, but as she went for the move, Emma bounced off the near side ropes and delivered her headscissors DDT onto Scarlett!!!!

Valerie: Well, that was different! Get Kitty outta the way and go for the damn cover already!

Emma seemed to take Val’s advice as she nailed a superkick to Kitty’s chin, sending her through the ropes. And with a smile on her face, she dove onto Scarlett for the cover!

Mark: EMMA’S GONNA PIN SCARLETT!!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Before Ryan’s hand hit three, Isabella jerked Emma off the cover from the outside to a chorus of boos from the sold out arena! Isabella smiled to herself, tapping her forehead as Emma landed on her feet and stood behind her, shaking her head!

Valerie: Isabella playing smart. For once.

Leo: If Isabella turns around...she won’t feel smart for long!!!

And indeed Pazzini turned back as Emma coldcocked her, and drove her face first into the floor with a facebuster!!

Cory: SIXTY SECONDS REMAIN......SIXTY SECONDS!!!

Mark: Less than a minute to go!!! Isabella has the damn title to her name right now, can she keep it for less than a minute longer?!

Valerie: Well, if she can, she has every damn right to gloat!

Leo: Whoever wins this Scramble has earned the right to be called FFW Champion, as far as I’m concerned!

Emma slid back into the ring as Scarlett began to stir, as did Shane.

Emma pulled Scarlett to her feet, firing her hard into the corner before catching her with a monkey flip to the mat. A baseball slide sent her out of the ring as Emma gave a splash onto Shane next before pulling her towards the center! A bright smile on her face, she hopped over her and headed for the top rope, giving the signal for the Fall from Grace!

Leo: Bodies all over the damn place! If Emma can hit this, we have a new FFW Champion!!

Cory: THIRTY SECONDS!!!

With Emma in place, she measured perfectly and launched herself into the high angle senton bomb!! And it landed perfectly!!

Mark: FALL FROM GRACE!!!

Cory: TWENTY SECONDS!!

As Emma popped up to her feet, she made a dash towards Shane for the cover. But the shout of her name caused her to turn around, as Scarlett slid back into the ring and caught her with a kick to the gut! Hooking her head under one arm, she drove her down into both knees with the Scarlett Fever!!

Valerie: SCARLETT FEVER!!! SHE GOT IT!!

Cory: TEN SECONDS!!!!

Mark: You could cut the tension inside the arena with a damn knife!!

Scarlett launched herself on top of Emma, immediately hooking a leg as Ryan fell for the count! Kitty sprang to life on the floor, dashing towards the ring as was Isabella!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Scarlett rolled to her feet, keeping an eye on Isabella and Scarlett as the timer went off!!!

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Leo: BY GOD, SHE DID IT!! THAT’S THE BUZZER, THE SCRAMBLE IS OVER!!!

Mark: Oh My God.....I CAN’T BELIEVE IT, BUT IT’S REAL!!

Cory: The winner of this match....AND NEW TWO TIME FFW CHAMPION......SCARLETT KINCAID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ryan raised her hand, awarding her the FFW Championship as Isabella and Kitty looked at the redhead with less than amused expressions. Scarlett ascended the turnbuckle, clutching the title high in the air as the sold out stadium was deafening!

Mark: ONE YEAR AGO, THAT WOMAN LEFT UNSTOPPABLE WITHOUT THE RICHEST PRIZE IN THE GAME!! AND ONE YEAR LATER, SHE DAMN SURE CAME RIGHT BACK AND TOOK IT BACK!! A YEAR LONG ODYSSEY....WHERE HER FAMILY WENT THROUGH HELL AND BACK....HAS CULMINATED WITH A HISTORY MAKING MATCH!! SCARLETT KINCAID IS BACK ON TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN IN FFW!!

Leo: I got to take my hat off to Scarlett! We said earlier in this match that whoever won would damn well have earned it! And what an almost storybook ending from one year ago to tonight! Scarlett Kincaid is packing the gold once again!

Valerie: The Power Trip batted a goose egg tonight! And it’s about damn time too! Congratulations, Scarlett!! That’s awesome!!

Fireworks shot into the air all around the upper level of SAFECO Field as Scarlett clutched her FFW Championship to her chest, pressing a kiss to it as she beamed towards the fans yet again.

Mark: For my money, this has been one of the greatest nights in FFW history! And it’s all been capped off by that woman right there, going back home to her family with twenty pounds of gold to show for the trip! Scarlett Kincaid is the new queen-pin of FFW, and you damn well somewhere Samantha Star won’t stand for that! Congratulations, Scarlett! For Leander Apollo and Valerie Belmont, I’m Mark Horton! You have witnessed the third annual spectacular that only FFW could have put together! I said it last year, and I meant it!!

Confetti rained from the rafters next as Scarlett celebrated in the ring.

Mark: FFW is truly........UNSTOPPABLE!!!! Good night from the Emerald City!!

The closing image is Scarlett hugging the FFW Championship against her chest as Unstoppable goes off the air, followed by the FFW logo.

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Mark: That was one of the wildest and craziest FFW Championship matches I have ever seen. I couldn’t keep count of all the pinfalls scored where the title changed hands!

Jodie: Neither could I, Mark. I know I speak for every woman on the roster when I say that its a dream to be the main event of Unstoppable along with becoming the FFW Champion; and in one night, Scarlett was able to do both. It was a year long journey for her, but her joy was short lived because as we recall, she would lose the title to Isabella... and it’s been almost a year since that moment.

Mark: It’s safe to say that there are hundreds of matches and moments through FFW’s storied history that could have been included. And it’s nearly impossible to rank them. But for what it’s worth, I have had an outstanding time on this little stroll down memory lane covering the last three years. And Jodie, I have no doubt that we are going to see a lot more of these going forward as FFW starts its fourth year.

Jodie: No doubt about that, Mark... and maybe the next time we do one of these memory lane shows, something I’ve done or a match I was a part of will make the cut. A girl can dream right?

Mark: I wouldn’t be surprised in the least. Jodie, thank you for joining me. And most of all, to the FFW faithful out there, thank you for being part of everything we do! Without you, none of it is possible. And while this show is a celebration of past events, it’s also a celebration of you as well. The last three years have been one wild ride, and I’m looking forward to see where it takes us next. Have a good night, everyone.

Mark turns his attention back to Jodie, shaking her hand as the FFW logo flashes across the screen.