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FFW Sin & Sacrifice - September 24, 2016

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The FFW logo flashes across the screen before we hear the opening lyrics of an All-American Rejects song as footage starts to play.

Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can't explain myself at all


Caroline began firing elbows into the side of Nevaeh’s head though, causing Summers to drop her to her feet. Stark got her into position and into the Gory Special and then into a Texas piledriver!

Mark: REASONABLE DOUBT!!

Scarlett: Summers got spiked into the mat!! I think I can hear a Fat Lady warming up right about now!

Stark hooked both legs tightly for the cover as Stringer dove into position for the count. The fans came to their feet to count along with her!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Stringer called for the bell as Stark sat up, looking up to her to make sure it was over as the referee nodded her head and raised her hand in victory. The Orlando crowd erupted as a result!

Scarlett: She’s done it!!! Caroline Stark has overcome all the odds and everything Silas could throw at her! Let’s hear it Anita!!!

Anita: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of this match….AND STILL FFW CHAMPION…..’KILLER C’ CAROLINE STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARK!!!

Mark: In one of the most volatile FFW Championship matches I’ve ever seen, Caroline Stark has overcome “The World’s Finest” and retains the title it took her so many years to earn!

Scarlett: She’s sending the crowd home happy and she’s sending Summers home with her tail between her legs and an awful lot to think about.

Stark made it to her feet, taking her title after the referee offered it to her. She stared down at it, and then back over her shoulder to Nevaeh. A look of disdain and hatred still on her face showed Caroline was debating on continuing until she looked back to the fans who were cheering her from their seats.

Mark: Look at that face. Even after all that, Scarlett, I don’t think Caroline has had enough of the Baby Peach. But in either case, what matters tonight is that woman is leaving Orlando with the richest prize in FFW still intact!

The walls start breathing
My mind's un-weaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone


Nevaeh: I promise you Annie no harm will come to this photo. I’ll make sure of that and of course you’ll get it back. I’m a woman of my word. I always make good on my promises one way or another. Ok I think we are ready to start the full interview.

Annie: Oh okay. I’m guessing the camera is for a video of the article on your website? I don’t fiddle with the computer too much, when can I read it?

Nevaeh nodded her head

Nevaeh: Yes the camera is and when can you read it? Well I can’t give you an exact date. With the story your daughter has I want to make sure I tell it properly. I don’t know when it’ll be done..truth be told I might not be done with her for a very long time

Nevaeh gave Annie an ear to ear grin.

On that the video feed cuts off as the FFW champion just stares blankly at the screen on the video wall. She looks as though she’s trapped in a dream-like daze. Some color had drained out of her face before she simply held her title by one strap before calmly exiting the ring...

Although she seemed calm, as the crowd watched on screen Caroline’s hand was so clenched, her fist shaking so much that her nails were beginning to dig into her palm, making her hand bleed

When darkness turns to light
It ends tonight


Nevaeh was snarling at Caroline, making sure the FFW Champion could see how serious she was now

Nevaeh: I can beat you, I know it in my soul Caroline and at Sin & Sacrifice I’m gonna show it. I am the better woman, I am more talented than you are. These biased motherfuckers out here and in the back don’t want to admit it but it’s the truth. I’m the one who tore through the company in record time to get to this spot. I’m the one who’s been labeled the next big thing here.

Caroline: GO AHEAD! GO AHEAD AND HIT ME NOW IF YOU WANNA GET AN EARLY ADVANTAGE! GO AHEAD AND PICK UP THAT FUCKING CHAIR AND FOLD IT OVER MY HEAD BUT I PROMISE YOU THE SECOND I GET BACK UP, BECAUSE I *WILL* GET BACK UP, IT’S GOING TO BE MORE OF THE SAME! COME ON!

The Instant Classic threw down the championship belt, taking a step back and pulling off her tee, standing in just a sports bra and cargo pants with hands raised in an amateur wrestling stance, staring a hole into Nevaeh. Seeing Caroline in her stance and the words she just spouted caused Nevaeh great distress. She quickly took off her jacket and threw it onto the ground. She clenched her fist and looked like she was ready to hit Caroline in the face as hard as she could. As she held it up Caroline barked at her “DO IT”. Nevaeh looked like she wanted to do nothing else in the world but hit Caroline in the face, yet she held up. Her anger and aggression slowly began to fade as she looked at her fist and then at Caroline, who was still pleading with her to “DO IT”. Nevaeh kept looking at Killer C and the stern look she had on her face before we fade out onto the words as the song plays them.

It ends tonight

From there, we head inside to a roaring crowd as fireworks erupt throughout the massive facility. The camera pans the entire arena showing the stage with the video wall and walkway before pyro fires from the ringposts with the song playing throughout the arena.

Zack: Welcome to Tacoma, Washington! Welcome to the Evergreen State! And most importantly, welcome to the seventh annual Sin & Sacrifice! And in the shadow of the Emerald City just thirty miles away, we are preparing for what may be the most violent FFW Championship match we’ve ever seen!

Mai: Not to mention both tag titles on the line, three No Surrender matches, and a long-standing grudge match when Eileen gets obliterated by Steph Stefano! Kelly Kincaid and Mika will meet for the first time ever too! The Femme for All kicks off with two first round matches and a whole lot more!

Zack: Let’s send it up to the ring, and get this show rolling! Take it away, Anita!






Anita: The opening match of Sin & Sacrifice is set for one fall!

Zack: Just about 30 miles south of the Emerald City in Seattle, you are looking and listening to the sound of nearly 23,000 people who have descended from some 45 states here to the Tacoma Dome for the 7th annual Sin & Sacrifice. Thank you for joining us here on Pay Per View, and we’re gonna kick it off with newcomer Ashley Sullivan, a HKW standout, about to meet a woman who my guest in the booth has faced before. Mel Avilo, tell us what Ashley can expect against Echo.

Mel: Ashley can expect...quite the challenge against Echo, let’s be polite about it. I like to think I have power behind me these days and I struggled against Echo, obviously since I lost to her. In saying that, Ashley’s more technical and flying ways might get her this.

"Crash" by Fit For Rivals blasts over the sound system seconds before Ashley Sullivan walks out quickly onto the stage. Pointing out to the fans all over the arena, Sullivan moves fast down to the ring. Once she gets down to ringside, instead of climbing inside, Ashley climbs onto the apron and moves up the turnbuckle almost like a spider. She stands there for a moment, getting into the mindset for the match to come, as she keeps her head loud and almost pressed against the pad of the top turnbuckle.

Anita: Ladies and gentlemen, from Bradley Beach, NJ.... ASHLEY SULLIVAN!!!!

With her name being announced, Ashley leaps up to the top turnbuckle and stands with her arms outstretched, either showing off for the fans or daring any random person to come try and beat her. After a few seconds of flashing cameras going off around her, Ashley jumps off of the top rope and spins to come down on her feet facing the middle of the ring.

Zack: Ashley just recently made her FFW ring debut at Velocity’s 100th episode when she knocked off Tabatha Belmont. Unlike Tabatha however, Ashley is going to be the more experienced wrestler of these two. Ashley’s third anniversary as a wrestler is coming up next month actually.

Mel: You’d be hard pushed to find a wrestler more experienced than Tabatha Belmont...though that is a considerable gap she has on Echo, who’s somewhere around the eighteen month mark I believe.

"Apex Predator" begins to play over the pa system as the arena dims down, red strobe lights dancing across the entrance ramp; smoke fills the air as Echo appears on the ramp.

Anita: Making her way to ringside, she comes to us from Tampa, Florida... this is ECHO!

Echo ignores the crowd as she makes her way to the ring, stepping onto the steel steps, she closes her eyes briefly as she removes her gasmask, placing it down on the apron before entering the ring. Looking out into the crowd, she cracks her neck as she waits for the bell to ring.

Zack: Echo may give up a bit in the experience department, but she’ll more than make up for it in raw power. She is one of the few women I have seen who has managed to throw Isis Morales around as she did when she challenged her for the Future Shock Championship earlier this year in an unsuccessful attempt….like many before and after her, I might add.

Mel: Saying someone had an unsuccessful shot at Isis Morales is a bit like saying the Spanish speak Spanish, really. In saying that though, what you just mentioned is definitely a testament to what exactly Ashley is finding herself up against.

With the bell called for, Ashley seems...a little uneasy as she makes in towards Echo, who stands in the corner, likely smirking under her mask. The much larger, much heavier woman does leave her corner however, and as she reaches the middle of the ring about the same time as Ashley, she looks down at her, a clicking noise heard from under the mask again. Ashley moves, and Echo goes for her, only to have the dummy sold to her and Ashley goes behind Echo, bouncing into the air and ramming an elbow into Echo’s back, trying to drive her down but not really having any success with it. She keeps going, though once she is grounded again, she clips her hands together and ploughs into her back with doubled elbows, eventually stopping that and throwing herself forwards, the entirely of both her forearms from wrist to elbow smashing against the Florida native’s back. It seems to be working, as Echo is bending just a little. Sensing this, Ashley takes a step back and launches her foot into Echo’s legs, driving them one after the other, still hoping for something.

Mel: Ashley worked out damn quickly that she gotta be quick off the mark to keep Echo from getting anywhere, and that’s definitely gonna do her some good.

Zack: Ashley will have to be on her bicycle tonight, stick and move. The last place she wants to be is standing and trading with Echo face to face, she’s got the right strategy here.

What she’s not realised though is that Echo is pretty damn strong in the legs and this is having little effect. The new girl comes away from Echo, heading for the ropes where she springboards off the second rope and dropkicks Echo in the face! That worked! Echo goes down, but catches herself on her knees, looking up to Ashley who is grinning. She does it again, but not with a dropkick this time. Ashley goes flying with a somersaulting splash, and Echo doesn’t quite get out of the way in time and that sends her to the mat! Echo’s head goes bounce, a bit like Ashley in general to be fair, and Sullivan kips to her feet, where she somersaults again, this time landing on her feet on Echo’s back. She steps off the larger woman, to drop again onto her back, though this time closer to her neck with an elbow drop. But as she gets to her feet to try something else, Echo’s hand shoots out, grabs the high flyer around the ankle and yanks Ashley’s feet out from under her with the force of the pull, causing Ashley to do her own faceplant!

Zack: Echo may not look like a powerhouse, compared to some we’ve seen in FFW and Future Shock. But she has strength in spades, and excellent reflexes as Ashley can now attest.

The two women reach their feet roughly together, where Ashley then quickly swings with a right hook...that Echo catches. Echo doesn’t actually do anything once she has hold of Ashley, appearing it to be enough to watch new New Jersey native struggle to get her hand out of Echo’s grip, taking great delight in her struggling. Ashley stops squirming suddenly, which causes Echo to raise an eyebrow, and Ashley goes low! Another elbow meets Echo. this time right in the soft part of the side, where Echo leans into that side, and Ashley does it again! With Echo almost double sideways, Ashley brings one foot back, steadies herself then brings it forward again, delivering a beauty of a roundhouse kick that knocks Echo right to the mat! With that, Ashley’s in on that cover!

ONE!

--Nope!

Mel: I get it, I do, but never was that going to put her away.

Echo pushes out with authority, shoving Ashley right off her and allowing her to get to her feet uninterrupted. Of course, that’s about how long it lasts as it lasts, as Ashley descends upon her again, this time with a running splash that...doesn’t quite end as well as Ashley had hoped, given that Echo caught her. She lifts Ashley up, holding her out at about shoulder height before...just letting her go and fall to the ground. Ashley goes thump and Echo takes her by the hair and pulls her up, where first a backhand meets her face, then a knee meets her stomach and then a forearm meets her temple, With Ashley mostly doubled, Echo rights her and whips her into the corner, where Ashley is knocked with a standing clothesline. SHe;s quick back up though...though she might wish she wasn’t as Echo lifts a foot and plants it into Ashley as though it were nothing. The flier doesn’t quite go down though, something that Echo fixes by taking her and dropping her near the ropes with a bulldog. Rolling Ashley to her back, Echo first places on foot on her, and then a second while holding onto the ropes, while the crowd makes their dislike of this known. THe referee, does his count, and Echo steps off somewhere about the three and a half mark.

Zack: Echo is imposing her will on Ashley so far, and doing a fine job of it. One thing about Sullivan is in just under 3 years, she’s had 4 reigns with championship gold in her career. Two of those were tag titles, and two were hardcore championships.

Mel: Don’t matter what the belts are, you gotta work your ass off to get them then harder to keep ‘em. Ashley might be getting her will removed but she’s made of some awesome stuff, it’s obvious to those of us who’ve never seen her before.

Echo lets Ashley get herself up, though after being winded by Echo, she’s a little slower to get there, coughing a bit as she moves. Echo doesn’t care about that and takes the smaller wrestler by the head, seemingly looking for another bulldog...but pretty much pushes Ashley forwards with great force, and on hitting the corner she was pushes into, Ashley involuntarily takes three or four steps back out, none of them in a straight line from the one before it. Echo goes after her, forcing her back into the corner and her face against the turnbuckle. Turning Ashley around now, the much larger wrestler seems to just loom over her, staring down at her before one knee after another goes for her general torso area - one in the stomach, one in the diaphragm, one right in the centre of her breastplate...you get the idea. Finally, taking a half step back and watching Ashley shrivel just a little, Echo fires one last knee that connects with Ashley’s temple.

Zack: New Jersey’s daughter is getting her bell rung, courtesy of Echo right now. Not the place she needs or wants to be during this match. Echo will isolate and dominate, both of which she has been doing with aplomb.

Taking the smaller woman by under the arms, Echo pulls Ashley up and pushes her arms over the top rope, where she pulls back again and charges forward with a shoulder tackle that lifts Ashley’s legs up. Echo straightens and steps back further, this time with enough of a run that she can lift herself and batter the other knee into Ashley’s face area! Ashley slumps again, and Echo this time picks her up and places her on the top rope. Once there, Echo joins her opponent on the middle buckle, where an elbow goes into her neck. Echo then heads to the top buckle, again pulling Ashley with her. She pulls the smaller woman up as she stands there herself, and hauls Ashley up for the superplex, and…

Mel: So...is that like a super Germanplex or a German Superplex or…?

Zack: Whatever you want to call it, it’s gonna be ripe for a concussion for someone! Echo is going to welcome Sullivan to FFW the hard way in a matter of seconds!

The two women land...and Ashley goes about halfway across the ring. Echo pushes herself up, though the move clearly took it out of her as well, and heads into the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

T-Shoulder!

Ashley rolls the shoulder, and as Echo gets to her feet, she is quite visibly annoyed at what just happened. All the same, she grabs Ashley by the hair and hauls her up, using that momentum to throw her into the ropes and dropkicks her on the rebound. Ashley..well, she seems to basically crumble. Echo takes the moment that Ashley is down to stomp into her, one after another in an attempt to either wind Ashley completely or break a rib...whichever happens first. Finally the referee pulls Echo away, though is keeping one eye on Ashley...who rolls to her side and that’s pretty much the extent of what happens there. Echo pushes past the ref and once again takes Ashley by the hair…

ROLLUP!

Zack: Echo may want to be less physical with the official, because...SULLIVAN WITH A ROLLUP!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE---ECHO GETS OUT!

Mel: Just and no more! Owe that one to luck, Echo!

Angry and confused, Echo rolls right out of the rollup to her feet, where Ashley, still weary, is grinning at her. Echo goes to take a swing at her once Ashley is up but misses on account of Ashley ducking. Ashley straightens and goes for a roundhouse kick, only to be blocked by Echo, and then without thinking twice about it, uses that as leverage and clocks Echo in the temple with a roundhouse anyway! She lands in a three-point stance as Echo is forced to let go and stumbles back, then charging at her and knocking Echo further back with a running clothesline that Echo just can’t defend herself from. The final straw comes though when it's a standing dropkick that catches Echo in the chest, dropping her to a knee. Ashley hits the ropes, bounces and brings Echo the rest of the way down with a shining wizard! A standing moonsault later and Ashley raises a hand to the cheers of the crowd, then heads for the ropes!

Mel: High risk a-coming!

Zack: The 21 year old is up top, ad she’s got the fans behind her! It’ll be feast or famine here.

Mounting the ropes, Ashley turns her back on Echo, though peeks around one more time to see that she is still there. Satisfied that she is, she leaps back, flipping over and landing the Swanton Bomb perfectly!

Zack: She calls that SUNSET...and it’s gonna be darkness for Echo right here!

And cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Mel: And she did it! Took on one of the giants and lived!

Ashley reaches her feet, hand raised by the referee with a large grin on her face.

Zack: I’ll tell you what, Ashley Sullivan is impressing me every time she steps into a FFW ring. And tonight, she just went 2-0 with a hard fought win in her Pay Per View debut in FFW!

Mel: She did! And with great style too! Wins over Echo ain’t easy to come by, as she’s just learned but she’s just gone and done it!

With Ashley celebrating her win to the great enjoyment of the crowd, we go elsewhere.






Anita: the following contest is set under No Surrender rules and is scheduled for one fall!

Zack: Up next is the first of three matches you’ll see tonight in the No Surrender division, and this one is a rematch from a Future Shock Pay Per View earlier this year. You may remember the infamous blizzard event. Going by the promos I watched, it’s apparently centered around Jodie’s fiance, Seth Star.

Mel: Yup, according to Lily-Rose and Jodie Gray, this match is not about them and their chops in No Surrender, about about the man who comes out with Jodie and is the only reason she’s not a permanently bitter bitch.

A board game appears on the screen. We see two sets of hands moving pieces back and forth on a chess board until the final move finds the queen capturing the king.

Voice: Checkmate! The Queen takes the King.

The arena lights go out before the familiar sound of the opening voice echoes throughout the arena.

MZ HYDE!

The lights stay off before a single spotlight hits the stage as the first verse of Mz Hyde begins to play, Jodie Gray comes skipping out onto the ramp with the Champion of Champion’s title around her shoulder. and turns her back towards the crowd, her Dr. Jekyll and Mz. Hyde outfit flapping around as she lowers her head, slowly removing her top hat. Seth Star walks out and stands beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. Jodie’s head snaps back as she looks at the crowd.

As the chorus hits, the lights begin to flash between purple, gold, and white lights, Jodie slowly removes her jacket to reveal her Mz. Hyde ring attire.

Anita: Introducing from Charlotte, North Carolina; being accompanied to the ring by her boyfriend, Seth star, she is the Champion of Champions and the face of Future Shock; this is “The Queen of Games” Jodie Gray!

Jodie ignores the crowd as she makes her way into the ring as Seth smiles at her, she blows him a kiss before placing her top hat and and jacket together in the corner. She skips around the ring a bit before finally reaching her corner; from which she then awaits the bell to ring.

Zack: I mentioned the blizzard event earlier this year. It’s also fair to note that Jodie won that match against Lily-Rose. Now that Lily’s graduated, she would probably prefer not to go 0-2 against the Queen of Games, who said she wasn’t happy about what Lily said to Seth there.

Mel: I can understand why she wasn’t, but it was her that fired that first shot. And while I’m in agreement that Lily won’t want to lose again, I’m not sure constantly bringing up a non-wrestler is the best way to go about it.

As the blaring guitar sounds for “Mayhem” play over the PA system, Lily-Rose walks out from behind the curtain in her “Trouble Clef” shirt, standing proud atop the stage. Raising both arms up high, she throws the metal horns up and can see parts of the crowd doing so in response.

Anita: Making her way to the ring, from Portsmouth, New Hampshire, weighing in at 127 lbs., she is...LILY-ROSE!

After slapping hands with a few members of the audience, Lily makes her way up the stairs, then climbs onto the turnbuckles. She raises the metal horns once more, then after giving the camera time to soak it in she hops onto the mat and takes her shirt off, bumping her fists together and rolling her neck as she waits for the fight to begin.

Zack: Lily here has no doubt watched that match from this past January more than once, looking for things she did wrong. She impresses me as someone who studies a lot of video footage of her opponents. And there is a considerable amount featuring Jodie out there to see.

Mel: There’s coming on five years of footage of Jodie Gray, all the way from Future Shock to now! It’ll do everyone a lot of good to get their hands on that, especially Jodie to see how far she’s come.

With a confident smirk and arrogance in her stride, Jodie makes a beeline for Lily-Rose, where she whacks in first with a forearm to the cheek area and then a gut kick. A second one follows, clearly just that little bit harder as it knocks Lily a smidge. A stiff roundhouse comes following that and it knocks Lily in the other direction, but with too much force to make her stand straight. A standing side headlock comes quickly from it, and that does force Lily upright, though not as she would have liked. The blonde pushes Jodie away, and comes at the half of Team USA and takes at her with a clothesline that Jodie is able to get out of the way of. Spinning around, Lily is then caught off guard as Jodie forces her into a lockup. Using her own MMA experience, the blonde takes the advantage in it after getting her wits about her and pushes Jodie off her again, but just enough that she can take Jodie with a dropkick and make the Queen stumble in towards the ropes. The two women go for each other, see what’s coming and stop maybe six inches away from each other, and stare at each other briefly. A kick to the Jodie’s gut is enough for Lily to grab the Queen around the stomach, hoisting and dropping her with a gutwrench suplex. Jodie goes down and Lily is quick on her, rolling the Queen of Games to her front and unloading on her back with elbow after elbow, each shot being fired down into her spine, causing Jodie to shout from the volley that’s come her way.

Mel: Jodie was running off the momentum from becoming SVW’s new Pride Champion, but that seems to have backfired on her a little!

Zack: The “Queen of Games” said she wasn’t going to be the way she has been totally tonight, because of Lily’s comments. She may have psyched herself up too much. Sometimes anger can cloud better judgment.

Lily stops her assault and steps up over Jodie, pulling the brunette to her feet and unloading with an uppercut that sends Jodie stumbling backwards, and Lily followed through with another suplex, this time of the snap variety. She pulls Jodie up again and swaps her hands around so that she can bring Jodie down again with an armdrag. Keeping hold of the arm. Lily goes in with the first submission of the match - an armbar. But as she puts her legs in position, a loud thump on the mat puts her off and makes her turn around. There stands Seth, smiling curtly at her. Lily is obviously annoyed by this, but would be more annoyed by what came next! Jodie grabbed Lily and bent her backwards over her knee, and then successfully applied an abdominal stretch. The hold doesn’t last though, despite Jodie getting a couple of kidney shots in there as well. Lily about literally throws herself out of the hold and away from Jodie, still glowering at Seth. Jodie ignores all of this and goes to take Lily around the head with another headlock, and sort of gets there but lIly throws herself backwards, forcing Jodie to let go of that hold too and kips to her feet. Jodie is quick to follow Lily, a well-placed kick to the back knocking the blonde to her hands and knees and a swift boot to the ribs then taking her the rest of the way down. Jodie smirks at this, stepping on Lily to make her shout before then hopping up, opening her legs a little and landing in a seat on top of the MMA fighter, who, while she doesn’t shout out, does make a face that implies that this wasn’t something she especially liked having to deal with. But having now gotten Lily down and without any means of getting the brunette off her right away, Jodie goes in with a camel clutch. At first, it doesn’t seem to be doing very much to Lily, but bit by bit, Jodie ramps up the power and the torque, where she would have taken great joy at LIly’s slowly paining face had she been able to see it.

Zack: Jodie’s got this camel clutch expertly applied, and it seems like her goal is ground and subdue here. Lily’s submission skills don’t help her a bit with Jodie on her back like this.

Mel: Nothing helps Lily when she’s in this situation! Stuck on her front with nowhere to go, and I’m glad it ain’t me right now.

Lily, now in an obvious place of pain, searches around her for a way out, spots that she’s not actually that far away from the ropes in front of her. She shuffles on her feet, or at least tries to, but Jodie pulls her back...and pulls back even more so that without relieving too much pressure on Lily’s back, Jodie looks down and very clearly asks her what the eff she thinks she’s doing. The pained noise that comes from the MMA fighter is the only thing that serves as a response, and a second, defiant one follows as she is then asked about quitting. Jodie seemed to think about lowering the position of Lily’s neck, but saw that it was actually making her struggle to breathe and decided instead to keep it, while Seth cheered her on at ringside. What no one expected, however, was for Lily to let out an almighty shout and start to push up with her legs, trying to force herself into a place where she would be on all fours rather than as she was. She is successful, almost. Jodie tries to push her back down but as she lifts her backside to bring it back down on Lily’s back, the blonde finds strength enough to roll with great force, knocking Jodie’s leg up and over her so that she can get away and making the brunette fall onto her backside, though leaning definitely on one arm as she was clearly taken by surprise by what just happened. Lily grabs the ropes  with one hand and her back with the other, trying to catch her breath.

Zack: Nice counter from Future Shock’s first graduate since the relaunch, but she better get it together quickly. Jodie isn’t going to be overcome with surprise for very long.

Mel: She’s not! Too much experience under her belt to let that kind of thing stop her for any length of time.

Jodie on the other hand doesn’t seem at all bothered by what just took place and grins as she gets to her feet, heading towards Lily, who drops to her belly and rolls out of Jodie’s way, forcing the Queen of Games to turn around. As she does, she sees that Lily is almost back at her feet, and goes towards her. Lily, with nothing left for it, shoves off like an athlete at the starting blocks and takes Jodie down with a spear! Jodie folds in half as she hits the mat, and for Lily, it was quite obviously a bad idea as she holds onto her back. The blonde pulls herself to her feet, where the sole of her boot meets Jodie’s stomach, making her fold again. She takes against the ropes, still getting her breath back while Jodie gets to her feet. She goes for Lily again, and again Lily gets the better of her, taking the arm and whipping Jodie into the corner. Lily charges in after her, bashing her full body weight against Jodie, who stumbles out from the impact, only to be forced back in again by Lily, who roundhouses the brunette in the corner, then springs off the middle rope and connect with Jodie’s head again, this time with an enziguri! Jodie comes out of the corner again and Lily, in a move that’s unusual, goes high.

Mel: Lily isn’t one for being up there...this could be interesting. In both senses.

Zack: Submission wrestlers aren’t known for leaving their feet too much, but this could be wise because if we aren’t expecting it, Jodie may not either.

It’s obvious this isn’t Lily’s place to be as she perches uncomfortably on the top rope, only to leap off and take Jodie down with a missile dropkick! The force of it sends Jodie several inches backwards, and with a smile on her face now, Lily pulls Jodie to her knees and locks in a sleeper! Jodie realises very quickly what’s just happened, and Seth at ringside is trying again to distract the Rose, who this time is not paying attention to him, too busy now concentrating on the hold she had Jodie now locked into, where she doesn’t shout, but she does wriggle, trying to get out of that before it’s too late. She first tries to push to a vertical base, but Lily’s overall advantage over her means that the blonde is able to bear down on her and make sure that it doesn’t happen. She then goes for Lily’s hands, trying to prise them away from her neck, but that’s not working either. Her hand hovers as though she wants to quit, but decides against it.

Mel: Jodie’s struggling in that sleeper.

Zack: The sleeper has certainly grown in favor of late in FFW, it cost Steph her Evolution Championship some weeks ago! And now Lily’s got her own locked in here.

Lily, in her own newfound determination, pulls harder again, much as Jodie had on her earlier in the match. Jodie isn’t having any of it, as her silent, steeled face shows - though that could be a lack of oxygen too. Jodie tries to push up again, and when Lily bears back down, she uses more weight and has to push herself up to do it, which allows Jodie to spot the chance and throw Lily off of her, where Lily lands on her back, no longer in the sleeper. Jodie at full height and Lily about there, the two women meet in the middle and jodie strikes first with a left hook, and Lily responds in kind. It goes on, with the fans not really sure of who to get behind until Lily grabs Jodie by the hair and pulls sharply down, forcing Jodie’s face to meet her knee! Upon straightening, Jodie checks her face for blood but is keeping enough of an eye on Lily that she can block the incoming shot and quickly bounce from that to a DDT and that takes Lily down! She moves to carry on but finds instead that Lily gets out of the way and uses the momentum from the roll to get herself to her feet, glaring at the woman in front of her.

Zack: Man, you can tell that these two flat out do not like each other at all. Look at those stares. If looks could kill, these two would be in the ICU.

Mel: On ventilators too, I wouldn’t doubt.

Jodie goes for the kicks, sells her the dummy and catches Lily in the ribs with an elbow, but it’s not enough to do any real damage as next thing the Queen of Games knows she’s been dropped with a stunner! Jodie goes thump and is then rolled to her back where Lily locks in the inverted cloverleaf!

Zack: I’ve seen Lily use this before! It’s one of her favorite moves, and if Jodie doesn’t find a way out, Lily’ll tie the series between them!

Mel: That she will! And Jodie is definitely in dire straits with this one!

Lily pulls harder than she has the entire match, making sure that Jodie gets the point while the brunette screams in pain that she’s been put in thanks to the hold. She shakes her head with great vigour when being asked to quit, but it is quite clear to see that her resolve is also fading. Jodie looks around her, looking for anything that will get her out of this hold, but realises she is in the middle of the ring. She begins a desperate crawl to the ropes, only to be pulled squarely back into the middle again. One last tug in an unnatural direction is all it takes for Jodie to tap, realising it’s either that or a broken leg.

Anita: Your winner by way of submission, LILY-ROSE!

Zack: Lily-Rose is definitely making a case for herself in the No Surrender division. I happened to talk with Cody earlier today, and he told me the winner here was going to meet Vanessa Cade next! Congratulations, Lily….you won the pony!

Mel: Going on to make Vanessa Cade, who’s not unknown for making people Tap The Eff Out, to borrow a phrase from Kat Stryfe. That’s going to be one hell of a match, and one I’m looking forward to seeing.

Lily lets go of Jodie’s leg as her hand is raised by the referees, while glaring down at Seth with a smirk on her face that tells the whole story.

Mel: Five points for Team USA went begging! Jodie looks gutted, but you can bet Lily is happy with herself!

Zack: Speaking of Global Wars, I’m being told Team Ireland is standing by. Let’s send it over to them and see what’s on Riley & Muirne’s minds.

Taking to a corner to celebrate her win, we go elsewhere.





Kick Some Arse

Somewhere in the back area we find Kendra Barton standing alongside Muirne Butler, who is proudly wearing her fleet cap, Team Ireland jersey and her jacket from Unstoppable. Needless to say that the Dublin native is all smiles right now.

Kendra: Muirne, first off I think some congratulations is due after winning the inaugural match for Global Wars. You defeated Katherine Stryfe, half of last year’s winners in the form of Team England AND secure five points for your team thanks to ending on a submission.

Muirne: Thank ya kindly, lass, the Tricolour Chokehold is a fascinating move, ain’t it? Used it all the way at the start of the year against KO/TO, an’ methinks I’ll be utilizin’ it fer the long run whenever I can.

Kendra: It must disappoint you that Team Ireland is nowhere on Sin & Sacrifice, however. Most of the matches contain both members of the opposition, so there’s a strong chance someone will end up either tying the score or breaking your lead.

Muirne: Well there ain’t much I can do about it, rather WE can do about it, but make sure that the next time Riley an’ meself are booked to give it our bloomin’ all. An’ we can say fer damn sure that Team Russia might just tie it up, what with Natalya bein’ in a submission rules match. All we have to do is keep up with them an’ all the rest an’ remain up top.

Kendra: Now there have been a few words from some of the teams that your partner, Riley Riot, may not be reliable since she can’t string together more than one win. Any thoughts on that?

Muirne: I’m thinkin’ they might be a bunch o’ gobshites fer sayin’ that. Okay, Riley ain’t got the best record, but she gives it her all. She survived Future Shock long enough, AND she got a few wins over that stripper lass in a matter of months after having lost to her through shenanigans. An’ she won her shot at the TV title, but you can’t fault her for not gettin’ the strap either. Lookit who she had to go through! Look who ended up champion at the end of it all! Ya wanna tell me Riley ain’t worth shite, I’ll just be sayin’-

Off camera boomed a voice, aided by a megaphone of course. It scares the bejeezus out of Muirne and Kendra.

Quinn: OOOOH YA DAMN RIGHT MISSY LASSKICKING MUIRNE THE BANE OF ALL GOBSHITES!

The camera turned briefly to show the vibrant haired loudmouth Arya Quinn, of course a few leagues behind Riley who walked with her face in her hand a moment and came up close to Muirne.

Riley: Seriously no idea where she keeps getting those blasted megaphones. But I heard what ya said Muirne, and I appreciate the faith in me.

The Irish-American turned to Kendra.

Riley: As for those who wanna talk shite, they can do it to my face. You’re right, I’ve lost matches, this is wrestling, that happens. Fact is some of the biggest names in this industry had rough starts, not to point fingers but does anyone remember Mika Demidov’s beginnings? Not exactly illustrious. We all gotta start somewhere, it ain’t where I’ve been they gotta worry about, it’s where I’m goin’. And where WE are goin’, ain’t that right lass?

The Dublin lass pats Riley on her shoulder.

Muirne: That you are, me sister from another mister! We may not be here tonight fer a fight, but Team Ireland is makin’ our presence known just by being at Sin & Sacrifice! So what if Team Japan walks away with both tag team belts, so what if Team Russia wins that No Surrender title? So what if Team Scotland could get on the boards in two seperate fights while winnin’ gold an’ advancin’ in the Femme For All? One night ain’t gonna ruin us Irish lassies because we’ve got until the big battle royale at the end of this road made up of multi-nationality!

Quinn: TEAM WREK UR SHIT! TEAM IRELAND! TE-

Riley piefaces Quinn.

Riley: It ain’t where we’ve been it’s where we’re goin’. So go on, get all that gold, gonna make kicking your arses all the more satisfyin’. Then what ya gonna say when these two Irish lasses stomp a mudhole in ya an’ walk away victorious, eh?

Kendra: Um…”Ow, stop stomping a mudhole into me”?

The trio of Team Ireland (yes including Quinn) gives a long stare to the interviewer.

Muirne: That ah...yeh, I guess that could be somethin’ they’d say. BUT, we know it’s a long an’ treacherous road, right girls?

Quinn: YEAH!

Riley: Meant the mudhole in the people talkin’ shit...but yeah

Muirne: To us Irish folk it’s a long walk home from the bars, an’ this path of Global Wars we travel down is treacherous. But we’re both tough lassies. The pub brawler an’ the Irish Car Bomb know how to take a few beatings. Hell even Quinn’s tough enough to go through a hard as feck table.

Riley: So long story short, don’t count us out of anything. After all if there’s anyone who knows a good fight, it’s the Irish!

Muirne: And Team Ireland is ready to go the distance in Global Wars, and KICK SOME ARSE!

Out of excitement Muirne tosses her fleet cap up in the air, roaring at the top of her lungs. Team Ireland marches off, with Kendra seeming a bit overwhelmed from that moment. We then fade out.
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Anita: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish.

Zack: This one intrigues me on a number of levels, especially given the fact Desirae Kain seems to have had a change of heart.

Mai: That’s the part that makes me saddest, Zack. I found her delightful the way she was before.

Anita:  Please welcome Valentina Lozano’s personal ring announcer….Domingo Garza!

The fans let out a boisterous reaction as their focus is directed toward the stage where Domingo stands glaring onto the crowd with a smirk. Then, he makes the following introduction in Spanish…

““Peasants And Unworthy, Inferior Degenerates...lend me your ears and be amazed. For you are about to be graced with pure, superior greatness.

Hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada… and weighing at a flawlessly sculptured 135 pounds.

She is the most phenomenal woman ever to walk the face of the earth. And the ONLY woman you all should bow down and worship...she is the” Latin Goddess of Professional Wrestling”…etc.

VALENTINA LOZANO!!!!!!

Just then, while the intro of "King Of The World" by Porcelain And The Tramps blares into the arena, the lights of the stage and the ramp illuminate in gold while the spotlight focuses on the stage while the opening lyrics are being heard…

My Pain Filled Drama Queen
Is Always Creeping At Your Bed
Get Ready To Buy You Out
Cause We All Know
What Goes Around Comes Around
You Should’ve Known What I was All About
Do. Not. Test. Me.


As the chorus of the song drops, Valentina steps onto the stage and stands there, looking over at the crowd with a sexy smirk. She turns to Domingo, who takes her hand and willingly kisses it. With a smile, Valentina caresses the side of Domingo’s face with the same hand before confidently striding her way to the ring, with Domingo heading to the back. With the spotlight completely focused on her and the arena erupts with a thunderous array of boos from the capacity crowd, Valentina is soaking up the reaction, even though she ignores it. Meanwhile, while she’s walking down, Valentina's entrance video is shown on the big screen, profiling her likeness and footage of her in action.

Valentina suddenly stops across the edge of the railing, where she comes across some men waving their hands up and down in front of her in a bowing motion. With her hands on her hips, Valentina seductively places her foot on the rail in front of them and orders one of them to kiss her boot. As he bends over to kiss it, Valentina pulls it away from him and extends her hand out to him, insulting and dismissing him before she leaves the area and continues to the ring.

As she reach the ringside area, Valentina stops and looks at two nondescript men, who are wearing her official FFW t-shirt, giving them the cue to run over and create a human stairway next to the ring: one guy on all fours next to the ring and one guy lying prone in front of him. Causally stepping on the men’s backs, Valentina walks up and walks across the edge of the ring. She then reclines against the ropes and callously looks down at the men, giving them a smirk while they get to their knees and properly grace the tops of her boots with kisses before dismissing themselves to the back. She looks around the arena, not directly seeing the crowd through the darkness, but knowing that they’re out there as she sees the consistent flashing lights of the camera and the still boisterous reaction from the crowd.

Valentina then glares towards the referee in the ring and orders the referee to hold the ropes for her, which the referee reluctantly complies with doing. She wipes her feet on the apron and enters the ring, Valentina strides towards two opposite ring posts in where she climbs up and poses to the crowd with complete confidence. She’s taking in the atmosphere while the crowd reaction continues and the cameras flashing.

After going through her ritual, Valentina jumps down and makes her way towards the referee and commands the referee to take off her long coat and then leans against the ropes in a sexy pose as she waits for her opponent to arrive.

Mai: No matter how many times I see that, it never gets old, Zack.

Zack: Well that makes one of us then. Valentina and her group have a big night ahead. You know she’d love to set the tone here!

The opening electronic sounds of Phoenix’s “Trying to Be Cool” sounds through the arena and the crowd boos. As the song starts with it’s beat echoing through the arena, Desirae Kain steps out from the back to even more boos than her song got. She shakes her head at the reaction she’s gotten and slowly makes her way down the ramp to the ring.

Anita: And now making her way to the ring, from Eze, France……Desirae Kain!

Desirae slowly walks up the steel steps and onto the ring apron. She leaps over the ropes, lands on her feet and holds her arms out to boos from the crowd. Shaking her head, she slowly backs into her corner as the referee checks her for any foreign objects.

Zack: Desirae Kain seems to have found herself again, and not the underhanded woman who had rigged open challenges last year.

Mai: Are you kidding? Those were gold! I already miss the old Desirae!

Stephen Wilson issues his last minute instructions to the pair and calls for the bell, Valentina moving towards the middle of the ring and keeps her eyes on the Frenchwoman as Kain begins to move around the ring, looking for an opening. Suddenly Desirae explodes towards Valentina who reacts with an attempted clothesline, Kain telegraphing the attempt and ducking underneath it. Hitting the ropes the woman from Eze leaves her feet to send Valentina to the mat with a flying forearm to the jaw. Instantly Lozano sits up and starts to rise only to be taken down with an armdrag. Again the Canadian is quick to her feet only to get a dropkick from Desirae knocking her down yet again and this time Lozano rolls to the outside; slapping her hands against the ring apron in frustration before she begins to pace back and forth.

Zack: Valentina is giving up a lot of experience to Desirae, and it’s beginning to show as she’s already getting irritated by her.

Mai: Let me knock you down three or four times before you’re ready, see how happy it makes you.

Wilson begins the count but only gets to a three count before Kain charges across the ring and into a suicide dive only for Lozano to sidestep it and Desirae manages to catch herself against the barrier, only for Lozano to spin and deliver an elbow into her face. Desirae took a step backwards, getting a knee into her gut before Valentina grabbed hold of her head and sent her face first straight into the crowd barrier. Again Kain took a step backwards, holding her face and Valentina went low, grabbing her opponent around her waist and drove her backwards, sending her back first into the steel ring post. Kain arched her back in agony and was sent back into the ring under the bottom rope, followed by Lozano.

Mai: Desirae shouldn’t have followed her to the outside, I’m pretty sure that’s what Valentina wanted to happen.

Zack: We’ll agree on that point. Lozano has never found a low she couldn’t get lower than, and it’s on full display tonight in Tacoma.

Kain rose back to her feet only for Valentina to circle around behind her, driving a forearm into her lower back, followed by a second and a third before the Latina scooped her up off her feet and delivered an Atomic Drop. As Kain held her lower back, Valentina charged forward and drove a knee into the base of her back, sending Kain stumbling forward into the ropes and as Desirae rebounded off them, Valentina applied a rear waist lock and snapped off a German suplex. Sitting up Lozano extended her arms only to get a cacophony of boos from the crowd. Kain pushed up to her knees and as she got there her opponent drove a series of five rapid fire stiff kicks into her spine slowly the Eze natives rise; stopping the kicks as Kain makes it to one knee to grab hold of her hair and uses it to snap her backwards into the canvas. Lozano places a foot on Kain’s chest and tells the official to make the count; Wilson falling into position.

On-

Zack: Way too early for that. It’s going to take a lot more to keep the Future Shock Champion of Champions down.

Kain kicks out before the one count can be made, grabbing hold of her opponent’s leg as she does, taking her to the mat as she rolls through to her feet. She uses her grip on her leg to flip Valentina over and immediately leaps into the air to come down across her chest with a leg drop. Lozano starts back to her feet as Kain gets vertical herself and charges towards the ropes, bouncing off them and delivering a running bulldog that drives her face first into the ring mat. The Latina wrestler pushes straight back up onto all fours and receives a kick into her ribs that causes her to kneel up and allows Desirae to plant her in the canvas with a DDT.

Mai: That didn’t work out too well for Valentina, but that’s alright. She’s got a pretty thick head...I mean, wait!

Zack: You said it, and we’ll agree again!

The French woman pulls her foe to her feet and sends her into the corner, following in behind her and delivers a clothesline to her against the turnbuckles. Instantly she begins to throw kicks into her stomach and before the official can order Kain to let her out of the corner, Desirae takes her by the wrist and Irish whips her across the ring. Again Kain follows her across the ring, leaving her feet and drives a high knee into her chest, followed by a second into her stomach. Lozano doubled up and got locked into a cravate hold that Kain used to walk her out of the corner before she dropped to one knee and flipped her over and to a sitting position. Kain took off once more across the ring and this time hit a running senton into her body, sending her back to the mat, landing on her chest and reaching back to hook her leg.

One…

Tw-

Zack: Beautiful senton there drove the air out of Lozano’s body, but it wasn’t enough to secure the victory for Desirae!

Mai: Of course, it wasn’t! Can we edit that thick head part out in post?

Valentina kicked out before the two count only for Desirae to pull her up to her feet, hooking her head and brought her knees up into her chest and face before releasing her; letting her straighten up and as she did so Kain sent her flying through the air with a belly to belly suplex. As Valentina started to slowly push up to her feet, getting waved upwards by her foe who took off towards her, springboarding off the middle rope and into a headscissors takedown. Once more the Canadian began to rise slowly to her feet as the Eze native headed out onto the apron and climbed to the top rope, waiting for Valentina to rise to her feet before she launched herself into a hurricanrana that she held as they landed, reaching back and hooking the leg again for the cover.

Zack: Right on the dome again, and Kain’s looking for a knockout! She may have it right here!

One…

Two…

...T

Mai: Nope, Thickhead survives! I mean...Valentina, damn it! Director, dub over that for me.

Stephen Wilson got to the two and a half count before the Latina kicked out once more. Kain once more looked to keep the pace high as she dragged Valentina upwards and backed her into the nearest corner with stiff knife edged chops to her chest before she pulls her away and fires her across the ring once more. Lozano hits the opposite turnbuckles hard and Kain measures her up before taking off in an attempt to land a cartwheel kick only for her foot to strike turnbuckle due to her opponent moving at the last moment. Kain spun around after missing the kick and got a rake of her eyes from the Canadian that earned her a reprimand from the referee. Not that Lozano cared as she fired a stiff kick into her midsection, followed by a heart punch to her opponent. Kain clutched at her chest as she tried to stagger out of the corner but only managed to take two steps before she was pushed backwards by the Toronto native who then brought her foot up and pressed it across her throat to start to choke her out. Wilson counted her down, getting the release on a count of four.

Mai: There you go, sweetie. Get all of that count you can. It’s only illegal at five, you know!

Kain staggered out of the corner once more, only to get lifted up by Lozano who lifted her upwards, spun around and delivered a spinebuster. Valentina began to rise as Kain also pushed upwards and Lozano tagged Kains jaw with a snap jab. A second and a third followed it before she launched a European uppercut that caught her perfectly. The French wrestler took a step backward only to be jerked forward by the Canadian who lifted her onto her shoulders and delivered a Samoan drop. Valentina got to her feet quickly, dropping to the ropes and coming back off of them and into a knee drop as Desirae started to sit up, knocking her back down to the canvas.

Zack: Desirae’s starting to get back into this match, and you can tell she’s already thinking a few moves ahead.

Mai: I tried to do that with a deaf guy from the Philippines, but I didn’t know how to sign ‘eat me like a peach’ unfortunately.

Kain rolled to the side and began to rise to her feet once more, getting cut off by her opponent who hooked her head and lifted her up off her feet and delivered a suplex. The Canadian held onto her foe, pulling her upwards and once more lifted her vertically, holding her upside down for a couple of moments to let the blood rush to Desirae’s head before she completes the suplex. Yet again Valentina Lozano keeps the hold locked in, dragging the Frenchwoman to her feet as she backs her towards the ropes, lifting her upwards and this time hits a slingshot suplex. As she drives Kain into the canvas, Lozano floats over and hooks the leg as she makes the cover.

One…

Two…

...TH-

Zack: Slingshot suplex was almost enough, but not quite as Desirae kicks out before the three.

Kain kicks out and Wilson shows the two count to the Ascension member who takes up the mount position driving right and left hands into Desirae’s face. Wilson ordered her to let the former Unity Champion get back to her feet and began the count before he got his wish. Lozano pulled her upright by her hair, driving knees into her gut before jerking her backwards, wrapping an arm around her head and giving a signal to the crowd that caused them to boo her heartily before she delivered a falling reverse DDT. Valentina got quickly to her feet and moved towards the corner, climbing to the top rope and once more signalled to the crowd before she flew into a leg drop...but got nothing but mat as Desirae rolled out of the way.

Zack: Lozano landed on her backside, but some would say that’s where her head resides!

Mai: What is your problem with Valentina? She’s got nothing but class.

Zack: All of it low.

Lozano pushed up to her knees only to find Kain already there and the Frenchwoman delivered a right cross to the jaw, followed by a second and a third as the pair rose to one knee. A fourth right hand from Desirae found it’s mark as they continued to rise to their feet, followed by a fifth that seemed to rock Lozano back on her heels as to the pair got to their feet. Before Kain could press home the advantage further though, her opponent lashed out with a boot that caught Kain right on the belt and got her a warning from the official nonetheless.

Mai: It wasn’t a low blow, what’s he warning her for? I should kick him in the belt, show him the difference after the show.

Zack: You’re a profile in courage, Mai.

The Toronto native ignored him completely as she grabbed hold of Kains head and drove her downwards into a double knee facebreaker that saw Desirae pop back up to her feet, holding her face as she spun away from Valentina. Naturally the Latina used this to her advantage as she reached around her foe to grab hold of her wrists and pull her arms backwards into a straitjacket before delivering a neckbreaker slam. Desirae rolled onto her front, holding her neck and kicking her feet in agony against the ring mat as Lozano celebrated in front of the crowd.  The woman from Eze started to push up onto all fours and the Canadian dropped back to the ring ropes, bouncing off them and leaping into the air to deliver a curb stomp to the back of her head, driving her face first into the ring mat. Kain rolled over and Valentina dropped down to make the cover.

One…

Two…

...THR-

Zack: And another near fall for Valentina! Kain is as resilient as they come, no question about it!

Mai: Val’s finding this out to her chagrin.

Kain kicked out yet again; Lozano shook her head at the referee, telling him that it should have been a three count only for her to drag her foe to her feet once more. As she brought Kain vertical she slapped the taste out of her mouth causing Desirae to stagger backwards before Valentina yanks her forward and lifted her upwards onto her shoulders, locking in a Torture Rack. Wilson asked Kain if she wanted to quit, getting a ‘No’ from the woman before the Latina dropped down to a sitting position releasing Kain. The Ascension leader pushed upwards to her feet and moved across the ring to the corner, where she watched as the former Unity Champion crawled towards the ropes. She waved Kain to her feet as she used the ropes to bring herself upright and as soon as she was, Lozano exploded towards her, looking to connect with a spear. Kain sidestepped at the last moment, Lozano rushing past her and stopping just shy of hitting the turnbuckles.

Mai: Valentina...she moved! No no, she’s behind you! BEHIND YOU!!

Zack: Valentina’s about to take her medicine!

As she turned around Kain launched herself upwards, driving her knee into her jaw. Kain followed it up with another high knee to the jaw that saw her land on the middle rope. Staying there the high flying wrestler drove another three knees into Lozano’s jaw before she hopped over the top and onto the ring apron. Lozano started to stumble out of the corner before she fell to her knees holding her jaw. As she did so Desirae scaled the ropes, taking her time and holding her back following the onslaught from Lozano. Getting to the top Kain found her balance and waited a moment for her opponent to push back up to her feet and turn to face her in the corner before she left the top rope and landed with a missile dropkick straight into her chest. Kain rolled away to the ropes and pulled herself upright, the crowd getting squarely behind her as she did so. Kain turned to face Valentina as she got upright and charged towards her, taking her straight back down to the mat with a cross body block. Kain held on for the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.

One…

Two…

...THR-

Mai: Ha, that’ll show her! Sure Kain is tough, but Valentina is tougher! And she can take a beating.

Zack: She’s done a fine job of taking one all night!

Lozano kicked out before the three and Desirae rolled to her feet and took a couple of moments of recovery time, waiting for Valentina to get back to her feet before she spun towards her, taking her down with a discus clothesline. Again Valentina started to rise only for Kain to run the ropes and come flying back towards Lozano with a springboard back elbow that she followed up with a pele kick that saw her foot connect perfectly with Valentina’s head causing the Latina to drop down to all fours. Once more Kain uses her speed to her advantage, bouncing off the ring ropes and delivered a hesitation dropkick into the side of the head. Valentina rolled a full 360 after receiving the dropkick, coming back onto her hands and knees and Kain swooped down upon her, hooking an arm around her head and jerking her upwards before she used the ropes to her advantage and delivered a Tornado DDT that stood Valentina on her head. Quickly the Frenchwoman dived on top of her opponent for the cover.

Zack: Tornado DDT! Kain’s got it right here!!

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Mai: You can’t hurt that head! I mean….Valentina’s still got something left!

Lozano rolled her shoulder on two and a half and Kain looked up at the referee, getting the two count confirmed before she rolled to her feet, bringing the Canadian up with her and whipping her across the ring into the corner before she followed in behind her and this time landed the La TGV cartwheel kick Valentina staggering forward and dropping to one knee, allowing Kain to deliver a shining wizard to the back of her head. Valentina slumped to the mat and Kain once more made the cover, hooking the leg.

Zack: That snap echoed in the Tacoma Dome, Kain’s gonna do it!

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mai: Attagirl, Valentina! She can take punishment for days, I think!

Valentina’s shoulder popped up at the last moment and Wilson waved off the count. Kain checked the count with the referee and got shown the two count once more, causing her to hold her head in her hands for a couple of moments. Kain rose to her feet and circled behind the rising Valentina, wrapping her arms around the Latina’s waist to set her up for a belly to back suplex that Lozano blocked. Desirae tried again only to find it once more blocked and this time Valentina counters into a mule kick that sees Kain release the hold and Lozano follows up with two back elbows before she turns to face her opponent. Grabbing hold of the Frenchwoman’s hair Valentina sends her over with a snapmare before stepping over her and driving a back kick into her face sending her back to the canvas. The Ascension leader takes a moment as Desirae begins to rise to her feet only for Valentina to grab hold of her hair jerking her upwards. Lozano drives her face first into her knee before she follows it with a swinging neckbreaker and then two quick leg drops to Kain’s chest. Kain tries to sit up following the second leg drop only to get a stiff kick into her chest from the Canadian who then drops back to the ropes and leaps upwards into a double stomp aimed straight at Kain’s face to complete the Peasant’s Demise. Valentina falls into the cover.

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!NO!!!!!!

Mai: DAMN IT! Why can’t this referee get to three?! She should have had this ten minutes ago!

Kain rolls her shoulder just before the three count. Wilson showing the two count to Lozano who demands the three count from him but gets nothing from him but another confirmation of the two. Immediately the Ascension leader accuses him of a slow count, throwing out a hurried stream of Spanish before she turned her attention back to Desirae Kain who had made it back to her knees at this point. Lozano looked to drag Kain to her feet only for Desirae to grab hold of her head and drop down to her knees to connect with a jawbreaker. Lozano pops back up to her feet and staggers backward only to duck, dropping out of the way of an attempted enzugiri from Kain. As Desirae lands on her feet Lozano fires a forearm into her gut to double her up before she hits a stomp facebreaker followed by a rolling cutter, completing the Divine Intervention and leaving Desirae laying on the canvas. Valentina falls into the cover and hooks the leg.

Zack: DIVINE INTERVENTION!!

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!

Mai: HALLELUJAH! THERE’LL BE A SHOPPING SPREE IN TACOMA! Well maybe.

Lozano rolls to a sitting position, raising an arm in victory as the bell rings.

Anita: Here is your winner, by way of pinfall...VALENTINA LOZANO!!!

Zack: Valentina sets the stage for what could be a great night for Ascension, and I’ll give Desirae Kain all the credit! She was as tough as I’ve ever seen out of her here tonight at Sin & Sacrifice!

Mai: Aren’t you married? You trying to get a little French tickle on the side with all this fawning?

Lozano insists the referee raises her hand in victory and gets her wish before she snatches her arm away and begins to celebrate before the camera cuts elsewhere.






Anita: The following contest is a team match for the FFW TORNADO CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!

NO WE'RE NOT GONNA DIE TONIGHT

As “Not Gonna Die” by Skillet plays over the sound system, the duo of Chrysta and Shizuka slowly walk onto the ramp, surrounded by blue and gold lights and visuals.  With determined looks on their faces, the girls walk down the ramp, not taking their eyes off their destination.

Anita: Introducing the challengers: from Los Angeles California...the Ice Queen, Chrysta...the Golden Fury, Shizuka Miyamoto...they are... the CHANGE! OF! HEART!

Zack: Chrysta and Shizuka are owed this match thanks to the 4-team ladder match that saw the Scarborough Fair emerge as new champions, in what was a night filled with poetic justice for the Ladder Lolitas.

Mai: They were never pinned to lose the championships, so I'm sure they're out here to make the point that they should've never lost the title to begin with!

Approaching the ring, Chrysta walks up the stairs while Shizuka rolls into the ring, holding the ropes open for her partner. Once Chrysta is inside Shizuka removes her coat, and Chrysta hands her robe to the referee. The girls go to the center of the ring, ready for a fight.

“HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEWS?! BAD THINGS COME IN TWOS,
BUT I NEVER KNEW... ABOUT THE LITTLE THINGS!”

Anita: And from Berkeley, California... At a combined weight of 246 pounds and accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid... They are your REIGNING... DEFENDING TORNADO CHAMPIONS... Mickey and Raquel... THE SCARBOROUGH FAIR!

“Every single day, things get in my way. Someone has to pay, for the little things.”

As the chords of “The Little Things” screech, the entire arena gets filled with cheers. Spotlights of yellow and pink flicker through the crowd and the arena darkens as the music plays. Mickey and Raquel emerge from the top of the ramp with a ladder in tow, holding it up together. Scarborough has her SVW Tag Title draped around her neck and Raquel has her’s around the waist. Raquel and Mickey put down the ladder and high-five after coming down while Christian watches on with a smile. Fair and Scarborough roll into the ring before climbing opposite turnbuckles, soaking in the cheers with wily grins before handing their tag titles away to CK.

Zack: And then these's those two! Don't let their antics fool you, they were hellbent on getting those championships, and they don't want to give them up right now.

Mai: Raquel can out-box many of the wrestlers in this roster, and Mickey can out-weird most of them too, so let's see what spirit are they bringing to the match right now.

As soon as the bells are rung, Scarborough and Fair let out a loud war ki-ai and blast off from their corner, attacking Chrysta and Shizuka respectively with elbows and forearms, as the two

teams engage in all-out war right from the get-go! The four women just start punching one another for a while before Mickey and Raquel stop and take a step back, throwing stereo boots to their stomachs, folding both members of the Change of Heart over. Before they can take advantage of that though, Shizuka and Chrysta shift into power gear and trample the ScarFair, leading them into the ropes and trapping them there. Releasing them, the Ice Queen and the Golden Fury let the Ladder Lolitas run across the ring, building up their momentum. They cover all the way across the ring and then come back running, as Shizuka and Chrysta move to the center of the ring... Only for Chrysta to eat a Thesz press served by Mickey, and Raquel to throw a running knee into Shizuka's stomach, making the Asian wrestler collapse to the mat, curled up holding her stomach.

Zack: The champions are wastng no time in saying they deserve to be the champions! An electrical Scarborough Fair right off the bat!

Mai: It's hard totell if they really came to this match with a fire under their butts or if Chrysta and Shizuka prepped for this match by rolling around in bed. Which, by the way, is my favorite pre-match prep activity.

On Mickey and Chrysta's side of the match, after falling on top of the Ice Queen, Mickey starts unloading with mounted punches to the pale brunette's face, with Chrysta protecting herself as best she can, though still poorly. Eventually, she turns her body and takes Mickey with her, forcing her away and opening some space to get up. Chrysta begins powering up to her feet, albeit a little dizzy, and Mickey quickly bounces back to her two feet, grabbing her opponent by the head and attacking her with a forearm club to the neck, sending her down to her fours once again. Across the ring from them, Raquel has Shizuka in an arm wrench. From there, she takes a step back and yanks her closer for a short-arm lariat... No! Shizuka ducks under Raquel's arm and shakes her arm free from the blonde, only to smach her head with a bell clap, and then lifting her into a backbreaker! Raquel's yelp of pain gets Mickey's attenton, who leaves Chrysta alone and makes her way to the Golden Fury, throwing an elbow to her head. Shizuka seems to be half-dazed by that, as Mickey wraps her arm around Shizuka's neck, right before noticing both Chrysta and Raquel getting up. From there, she rushes to the ropes and comes back with her arm out. That's when Chrysta yells, "BRIDGE!" And Shizuka does exactly that, landing safely on Chrysta's arms as Mickey swings as hard as she can and finds nothing but air!

Mai: Well, looks like rolling on bed works! Look at the tuning they are right now! A coordinated counter!

Zack: Not sure one plans that on bed, Mai, but then again, it's you. Chrysta was in the right place at the right time, and Shizuka knows she can trust her girl blindly.

Chrysta pushes Shizuka back to her feet, and the Change of Heart turn to Mickey, both of them attacking Scarborough with stereo elbows to the sides of her head. This takes all of the balance

away from her legs as she staggers about, and Shizuka capitalizes by grabbing her by the head and the inside leg, rolling her up into a cradle, with Chrysta making the protection!

ONE!

TWO-- NO!!! An unfazed Raquel pops back to her feet and grabs Chrysta's waist, smashing her INTO SHIZUKA with a snap suplex!

Zack: OUCH! Well, that'll break a pinfall!

Fair stands up and grabs Chrysta by the head, as Shizuka seems to be gasping for air after the save. The blonde hooks Chrysta's head and drags her to the ropes. As Shizuka and Mickey begin to push up to ther feet, Raquel fakes Chrysta out and doesn't send her running to the ropes, instead executing an Arabic DDT, smacking the Alaskan's head into the mat. Raquel then bounces back to her feet and SURPRISE! There's Shizuka, who pushes her to the ropes, only for Raquel to bounce back for her and eat a high knee to the nose. Raquel collapses to the mat, and Shizuka monitors her to see how fast she's going to power back up to her feet. Bad move: in her distraction, Mickey reaches her from behind and smacks the back of her head with a headbutt, and now it's Shizuka who collapses to her fours. Mickey keeps preying over Shizuka, who gets up with some effort, and eventually turns around to see what's behind her... except she doesn't, seeing as Mickey's first order of business when that happens is jamming her fingers into Shizuka's eyes and then dropsaulting her to the mat once again.

Zack: Thumb to the eyes and a dropkick by Mickey, and let's not forget, guys -- tornado matches are no-disqualification by default, so... All this is good!

Mai: Mickey likes having her tricks up her sleeve, and she knows she can use them, so why not?

Mickey gets back to her feet and works the crowd a bit, telling them to clap for her, while Chrysta makes an effort to stand up. Once she does, Mickey turns her attention to the Ice Queen and waits for her to turn around, and then goes for her shin, attacking her leg with a piston kick that sends her to one knee. Without putting her foot down, Mickey throws a second kick, now aimed at Chrysta's face… But Chrysta holds Mickey's foot! As Scarborough's eyes go wide, Chrysta pulls that leg and brings Mickey up in the air in a powerbomb position, and then smashes her into the mat with that very move! After that, the Ice Queen makes a cover!

Zack: A powerbomb counter and a bridge cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!!! Raquel crawls over and pushes Chrysta away, breaking the count!

Mai: Raquel Fair for the timely save! Now it's Raquel 2, Change of Heart zero!

Raquel can only do that, as she's still feeling her face aching thanks to Shizuka's knee to her nose. She makes an effort to bring herself back to her feet, a lot more effort than Chrysta does as the Ice Queen bounces back to her feet far faster, reaching Raquel from behind and then setting eher up for the Hazy Shade of Winter... But Raquel does an extra spin in her backflip and lands on her feet! The blonde quickly jumps for Chrysta's back with a lungblower, knocking the Ice Queen right back down to the mat! Chrysta rolls back to her feet, only for Raquel to attack her with a bicycle kick... NO! Chrysta rolls out of the way, and Raquel only has the time to turn around and end up eating a superkick, being sent right into Shizuka's arms as she eats a BRUTAL spinebuster!

Zack: IMPACT BUSTER!!! If Raquel was hurting before, THAT's gonna put her out for a while!

This double team of the Change of Heart on Raquel seems to have gotten to Mickey, who powers back to her feet and goes right after Shizuka, striking her with a big boot to the stomach, folding the Golden Fury over. As the Asian wrestler collapses, Chrysta jumps for her, and the two women lock up in a collar-and-elbow power dispute. Despite Chrysta's size advantage, Mickey makes a tremendous effort to beat the Ice Queen, pushing Chrysta up to the ropes. Eventually, the two women let go of one another, and Chrysta is sent running across the ring. Once she comes back, Mickey attacks with a dropkick to Chrysta's chest, bringing the Ice Queen down. After that, a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!!! Chrysta powers out!

Chrysta powers out of the cover before Shizuka can jump for the save. Still, she's moved, and so has Raquel, as the blonde jumps for Shizuka's neck with a diving clothesline. As Raquel and Shizuka fall for another side of the ring, Mickey and Chrysta get back to their knees, with Chrysta acting faster and smacking Scarborough with a palm strike. This sends Mickey on her ass, and on her haste to get back to her feet, she trips on her own feet and crashes into the corner right behind her. Meanwhile, Shizuka has Raquel in a standing arm wrench, pulling her to the ropes. Raquel is sent running the ropes, hitting them and coming back with the momentum. Shizuka crouches and lifts Raquel onto her shoulder for a brainbuster... NO! Raquel slips behind Shizuka and lands safely on the mat! Shizuka turns to Raquel only to eat a spinning heel kick to the face that sends her down.

Zack: Now it's Mickey taking a beating, but Raquel is fighting back, with a spin kick to Shizuka's teeth!

Mai: I could serve as her dentist if Chrysta allowed me. I'd do a full examination on her mouth and glue her teeth back together with my--

Zack: MAI, NO.

Chrysta, noticing Mickey on the corner, goes for the attack with a stinger splash... But Mickey pulls herself out of the way using the top rope, watching as Chrysta crashes into the corner chest first! The Ice Queen staggers backwards clutching at her ribcage, only for Mickey top dropkick her into the turnbuckles again! With Chrysta and Shizuka down, Raquel and Mickey share a glance, nodding at one another, right before Mickey rolls out of the ring and browses under the apron for -- you guessed it -- A LADDER!

Mai: ... WELL!

Zack: Like I said... No-disqualifications by default. Mickey and Raquel are going to have a field day now...

Raquel helps Mickey bring the ladder into the ring, as Shizuka starts getting back to her feet. Once she does, the Ladder Lolitas quickly perch the ladder on a corner and then make their move to neutralize the Golden Fury, throwing stereo kicks to her stomach. Shizuka doubles over and the ScarFair grab her by the arms  and yank her from her place, throwing her to the corner where the ladder is... And she ALMOST crashes into the damn thing, hadn't she held on to the top rope, stopping herself right before a bad crash! Reactng to that, Mickey runs up to Shizuka with her arm out, ready to smash her into the corner... But Miyamoto acts faster as she throws a back elbow to Scarborough's chin, sending the brunette down! Raquel is next, making a beeline to Shizuka, her arm out trying to catch her with the same clothesline... No! Shizuka ducks under Raquel's arm, and the blonde trips over Mickey, quick to apologize to her teammate before she turns to Shizuka, popping back to her feet and... eating a forearm strike served by Shizuka. Raquel staggers for a bit before Shizuka grabs her arm and sends her running to the ropes, but before she even reaches them, she's intercepted by Chrysta, who brings her down with an overhead slam! Shizuka is quick to join her, running up to the action and scoring a knee drop! From there, Chrysta and Shizuka bring Raquel back to her feet... And look at the ladder...

Zack: Uh-oh, they shouldn't have left it there. The trick may end up working against the magicians!

Mai: It's all fair in love and war, baby, and the ScarFair and the Change of Heart aren't making love right now!... Even though they totally should.

But instead of throwing Raquel into the ladder, Chrysta drags Raquel over to it and leans her onto the ladder, while Shizuka waits at the opposite corner. Unbeknownst to them, Mickey is outside the ring, circumventing it, waiting for the right time to attack. Chrysta makes her way back to where Shizuka is, and grabs her by the hand, whipping her into the corner where Raquel is, striking the blonde with a splash! Chrysta then gets ready to make her move... but Mickey jumps into the ring and grabs her foot, tripping her! As Chrysta crashes into the mat because of her lack of balance, the noise distracts Shizuka, that stops and turns, allowing Raquel to brush off the splash she just took and reach for her waist, German-suplexing her INTO THE LADDER behind them! Before Chrysta can do anything, Mickey pulls her out of the ring, proceeding to smash her into the apron with shoulder thrusts, completing the combination with a headbutt to the top of the head of the Ice Queen!

Zack: And look at Mickey! She was out of the ring this entire time just waiting for her moment!

Mai: And she's taking control of Chrysta! The Fair is back in the game, big time!

In the ring, Shizuka has rolled to the edge of the ring with her back acting up a storm as Raquel powers back to her feet, running the ropes to take momentum and coming back with a baseball slide kick to Shizuka's ribcage, knocking her out of the ring. She crashes into the commentary table and Raquel makes a beeline to her, punishing her with stomps, preventing her from getting back up to her feet. With Shizuka's back to the floor, Raquel reaches for the ladder inside the ring and lays it on top of Shizuka. With the crowd on their feet and almost begging for her not to do it, Fair hops onto the ring apron and says a slamm prayer before leaping from the apron, executing a somersault and landing on top of Shizuka and the ladder on her shoulders! Both women scream in pain, and the crowd erupts... Yet they're confused as to how Shizuka is able to push Raquel away from her if she was the one who took the brunt of the move!

Zack: Wait, what happened there?! Do we have a replay of that?!

On the replay that only the PPV viewers are able to see, Shizuka is seen kicking the ladder into Raquel's back before she completes the Morning After senton, sharing the brunt of the move with the blonde! Both women are wasted on one side of the ring, while on the other side, Mickey is throwing Chrysta back into the ring. With the Ice Queen inside, Mickey leaps to the ring apron and examines her choices. As Chrysta makes her way to her feet, she eventually decides to hover into the ring and side up with Chrysta, taking an impulse and backflipping in midair while supporting herself on the Ice Queen's shoulder, bringing her down with a lungblower! Chrysta is shot upwards as Mickey makes the cover!

Zack: SCARRED FOR LIFE!!! THIS IS THE MARK MICKEY NEEDED TO MAKE!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

Zack: AND THE CHAMPIONS RETAIN!!!

Mickey rolls away from Chrysta and punches the air, as the referee brings the championship belts back into the ring.

Anita: The winners of this match... AND STILL FFW Tornado Champions... THE SCARBOROUGH FAIR!!!

Mai: It took a ladder and some tricks, but they did it! They proved that they're not an one-trick pair o' ponies and defeated the former champions again! There's no question about who takes the belts home this time!

Zack: That's correct! Mickey and Raquel's dream run as the Tornado Champions can't be called an upset anymore! They take down the former owners of the belts and are now the queens of the tornado division with no question about it!





Shirtless Wonder

The next thing we see is that of Future Shock Director Adam Grant as he heads out of his office, until he walks into a fellow perhaps unfamiliar to some. That would be Chase Culbreth, the boyfriend of a certain Typhoon in Future Shock. Adam gives him a wave as he goes to pass him...till he notices a t-shirt he’s wearing which stops him to talk.

Adam: Chase, it’s good to see you again, man. How is everything going?

Chase smiles up to him as Adam approaches him as he’s speaking.

Chase: Great! Why do you ask?

Adam points to his t-shirt for a moment.

Adam: Well I know at Future Shock Resistance, Bianca is facing Andi Takata. So you’ll excuse me if I’m a little surprised to see you wearing...a BSX t-shirt.

Chase glanced down to his shirt and back to Adam.

Chase: This dude named Miles told me I needed to wear it. He even put a sticker on the back of it.

Chase turned around to see a big sticker across the back with the FFW merchandise site’s web address and the price for the t-shirt he’s wearing. The camera gets a good shot of it before Chase turns back around, just in time for him to be joined by his girlfriend and definitely not-fan favorite Bianca Salvador. The Typhoon wraps an arm around Chase’s neck and smiles vividly. A very suspiciously menacing smile if you think about it.

Bianca: I see you’re showing off the new merch again, HM?

Adam: Yeah, apparently Miles told him to put this on. Kinda caught me off guard. Listen, Chase. You don’t have to wear anything you don’t want, Miles is a shill.

Chase nods slowly as he takes a moment to grasp that before he pulls the t-shirt off over his head and lays it across Adam’s shoulder. As it turns out, Chase is pretty well built. Adam glances to the shirt for a moment with a shake of his head. Bianca, on the other hand, is as breathtaken as the female part of the audience watching as the Typhoon’s BF strips his upper half bare.

Bianca: Now THIS is some merch. Eyes off the product though, ladies, this one’s mine.

The Typhoon winks at the camera, before turning to Chase and Adam.

Bianca: Lemme give you something even better to shill, baby. Here, try this one.

The Brazilian blonde then produces a new shirt (it was actually hanging from her waistline all this time if you think about it) and offers it to Chase. Of course, it’s a “Witch of the Winds” tee, with Bianca as the centerpiece.

Bianca: See? It has MEEEEE in it! Available in all sizes on FFWShop.com for the low-low of 12.99!

Chase nods in agreement, clearly much more content now as Adam is about to head of. Chase taps his shoulder to stop him, causing the Director to turn back around.

Chase: I had a question for you, sir. Well maybe more than one. Um, Andi can’t challenge for the Future Shock Championship as long as Isis holds the title, is that right?

Adam nods in agreement.

Chase: But she’s also the only person to beat her so far. So I mean...if Bianca beats Andi, does that mean she can’t challenge for the title?

Adam was about to answer before he stopped himself, looking from Bianca to Chase again.

Adam: Well no. You know what, Chase. You make a good point.

Chase: I did?!

Adam: Yes. I’ll tell you what. If Bianca defeats Andi at Redemption, I’ll give her a Future Shock Championship match as a result.

Bianca: YES!!!

The Brazilian punches the air in happiness as she smiles brightly.

Bianca: Oh you can believe I’m going for that championship belt. And when I take on Isis one-on-one, I’m gonna make things right.

Adam: But remember. If Mallory becomes the new champion, Andi can challenge for it again too. We’ll cross those bridges when we come to them. Good thinking, Chase.

He gives the shirtless fellow a pat on the arm as Chase looks quite proud now, as though he just got an award practically. He then remembers he has a new t-shirt, which he quickly slides onto his torso. Bianca is not amused by Adam’s statement though.

Bianca: Psh, who cares about Mallory. Trust Bianca on this. You already have your new #1 contender for the belt right here.

Bianca winks at Adam right before she grabs Chase by the arm and the lovebirds walk out of the scene.

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Anita: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish, and it is under No Surrender rules.

Zack: Coming up next is our second No Surrender match of the evening between the last No Surrender Champion awaiting her rematch, and the next challenger.

Mai: No matter who wins this, they are both lined up for a title shot either way. I think this is more for bragging rights.

The fans in the arena are in their seats, anxiously awaiting the start of the match. Before they have a chance to say anything, the lights suddenly fade to black. The noise of the crowd is replaced by a loud whistle emanating from the sound system. The whistle repeats, only this time it is accompanied by a few riffs from a synthesizer. As the synth pulses on for a few seconds, red strobe lights around the stage begin to pulse in perfect synch with the music. The heavy guitar and drum tandem that follows truly signals the beginning of “Engel” by Rammstein. The black of the arena has been replaced by a vivid crimson as the song plays on.

Anita: Ladies and gentlemen, making her way down to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada….weighing in at one hundred fifteen pound, she is Savannah Taylor!!

The fans immediately leap to their feet and show a mixed reaction at the arrival of the woman known as the Siren, Savannah Taylor. She glances to either side of her before walking purposefully down the aisle, her arms resting at her sides. She climbs the steps and stands on the apron, scanning the crowd before dismissing the people who had the nerve to boo her with a wave of her hand. Stepping into the ring, she stands in the center and raises her hands above her head, seeming to soak in the boos. She then removes her robe and hands that to a stagehand. She then rests her back against the turnbuckle and waits for the lights turn to normal and the music to fade out.

Zack: Savannah Taylor has been a runaway train in the No Surrender division of late, picking up a few wins and cementing herself a date for Global Wars for that very title.

Mai: This is a match where there’s nothing to lose, but going by form, I’d say Savannah probably has the inside track.

The Canadian flag appears over the arena screens as the start of the Canadian National

O Canada! We stand on guard, for thee!...

A loud ripping sound of a record needle scraping rips through the arena as Oh...Canada by Classified hits the speakers. At that point Mileena Savage finally makes herself known, stepping out from the back with a smile, albeit somewhat mischievous one. At her side was her fiance, and manager Dante Knox carrying a Canadian flag.

Uh, yeah, from the land of the lost, Trans-Canada cross
Patriotic and I honor with my hand on my heart
From the greatest of lakes to the greenest of greens
To the rockiest mountains and everything in between!


Mileena walks down the ramp as Dante waves the big Canadian flag, slapping a few hands here and there.  Mileena takes the flag from Dante and they share a kiss before Mileena climbs into the ring and races to the corner. Climbing up she waves the flag and holds up one hand with devil horns held high. Finally Mileena hops down and passes the flag off to Dante again as she stretches in her corner.

Anita: And her opponent, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada by way of Toronto, Ontario, Canada standing 5’6” tall and weighing in at 126 lbs…”THE PRIDE OF CANADA” MILEENA SAVAGE!!!

Zack: Outside of the current champion, there is no one in this division who has put more time in than that woman right there. Mileena got her hands on the titanium title, but it wasn’t nearly long enough for her.

Mai: She’s got a guaranteed rematch with whoever leaves tonight with it. So like Savannah, she’s sitting in a pretty good position.

Robert Valero calls for the bell and the two women start to move towards the middle of the ring where they lock up only for Savannah to come out of the lock up with a headlock applied to the Pride of Canada. Savage threw a closed fist into her opponent’s gut as she attempted to break the hold and got her wish as the Las Vegas Siren transitioned out of the headlock and into a hammerlock. Mileena threw her free elbow backwards, only getting air as Taylor leaned out of the way causing Savage to change her point of attack as she stomped down on her foes foot.

Mai: I always wondered why more people didn’t do that! A stomp on the foot is an easy move to help get free, plus it’s just fun to do. Maybe you snap a toe!

Zack: Well it certainly opened an escape route for Mileena, and it’s not too far from her favorite area of attack in these matches.

Taylor pushed her away, only for the Canadian to spin around and come straight into a kick to the gut from Savannah that she followed up by dropping down to one knee momentarily before she came back upright with an uppercut to the jaw. Savage took a step backwards and found herself mown down with a running clothesline. Savage started to rise quickly only for Taylor to scoop her upwards and deliver a body slam. Again the Canadian began to rise to her feet only to be sent to the mat one more time with a snapmare. Immediately the Las Vegas based wrestler drove a knee into the top of her foes spine as she dropped to one knee behind her, keeping it there as she locked in a chinlock on the red head. Slowly Savage began to rise to her feet, finding the hold transitioned into a front facelock as they got to their feet that Taylor complimented with a pair of knees into her gut before she scooped her upwards and delivered a shoulder breaker, followed by a second before she dropped her onto all fours. Dropping down to her knees beside her, she locked in a side headlock once more, leaning her weight down on Mileena yet still Savage forced her way up to her feet.

Zack: Where the head goes, the body will follow. It’s an old saying, but in this match, it holds true.

Mai: Unless it’s a porn film. Then where the head goes, usually a lot of lubrication follows.

Zack: ….Thanks for that.

This time Mileena walked her opponent back towards the ropes and attempted to fire her off only for Taylor to put on the brakes and snap Savage back down to the canvas with a headlock takedown. As soon as they hit the mat the Siren released the hold only to grab hold of Savage’s hand and apply a wristlock to her, bending her hand back on itself as she uses all her weight to apply extra leverage to her. Using her free hand Mileena pushes her foes head away from her as she begins to rise upwards; Taylor keeping the hold applied as they both get vertical only for Savannah to fire a kick into the back of Mileena’s knee causing it to buckle and a second kick follows immediately, sending Savage down to one knee and allowing Savannah to fire off a knee into the back of her opponent’s head that sends her off balance and allows her to take her down to the canvas, transitioning the wrist lock into a fujiwara armbar in the middle of the ring.

Mai: Savannah using a pretty popular armbar there, and she’s doing everything she can to keep Mileena under control.

Mileena refused to quit as Valero dropped down in front of her and asked her the question. Savage looked to find an escape as she moved her body around, still refusing to tap out even as Taylor pulled back further on her arm causing Mileena to grimace in agony, kicking her foot against the mat.

Zack: Taylor has a grip like a snapping turtle. Once she gets a hold, it’s like fighting the devil to get free of it. We’ve see it on display plenty of times.

Again Valero asked and got another refusal from Mileena who finally kicked out her foot at full stretch and managed to hook it over the bottom rope. Valero saw it immediately and called for the break, getting it almost instantly from the Las Vegas Siren who rolled away and to her feet as Savage also began to rise only for Taylor to deliver a knee into her gut before she hooked her head and used the top rope to deliver a slingshot suplex that sent her down to the canvas. The Canadian instantly sits up and starts to push upright, getting to her knees before she received a knee into her chest and get jerked up to her feet and into a DDT position only for Savage to push her away before she could deliver the move and countered it with a jawbreaker.

Zack: Fantastic counter from the Pride of Canada right there, and Mileena’s got her opening here.

Mai: Mileena’s always had an opening, all girls do. Don’t you know that? OH! You mean the match, sorry...internal monologue there.

Savannah stumbled backwards and Savage came forward, looking to press home her advantage as she delivered a stiff kick to the side of Savannah’s leg. Another kick followed it, landing in the same place before Mileena fired off a throat thrust causing Taylor to back up gasping for breath and allowed Savage to grab her arm and send her down to the canvas with a Japanese armdrag. The Las Vegas native rolled through to her feet, only for Mileena to already be up and charging towards her, delivering a flying forearm to her chest that caused her to stumble backwards and quickly Savage continued to back her up into the ring ropes with a series of knees into her gut.

Mai: All those knees, and Mileena with no brakes here!

Zack: She’s backing Taylor up with them, and keeping her on defense. That’s where she wants her!

Grabbing hold of her wrist the Canadian fires her American opponent across the ring with the Irish whip and as she returned Savage left her feet and delivered a dropkick into Taylor’s right knee, sending her falling to the mat. Quickly Savage rolled over, grabbing Savannah’s right foot as she got to all fours and lifted it high into the air before driving the kneecap downwards into the canvas. She repeated it once more, lifting her foot into the air before she drove it into the ring mat again. Mileena lifted the limb upwards yet again only to get two quick kicks into the chest from her opponent causing her to release her grip on her ankle. Immediately Savannah throws herself backwards, driving a boot into her opponent’s ankle before sweeping her legs out from under her causing the Canadian to hit the mat hard.

Zack: Mileena was starting to build momentum, but Taylor’s veteran skills stopped her cold right there!

Mai: Big matches are nothing new for Savannah, she was the last world champion in her previous promotion before it folded.

Savannah got to her feet first and caught the red haired wrestler with a haymaker right hand to her jaw. She throws another, that connects with her foes jaw causing her to drop to one knee. Taylor measures her for a third haymaker but never gets to deliver it as the Canadian lashes out with a jab into the side of her right knee. She delivers another jab into the knee before she wraps her arms around her legs, lifted her off the canvas and spun around into the spinebuster. Savage kept control of the right leg, moving to pin it to the canvas as she laid across her lower leg and began to drive six rapid fire elbows into the side of the kneecap. Taylor used her free foot to kick her opponent in the side of her head, forcing her to roll away.

Zack: Taylor still had one free foot, and she’s not shy about using it at all.

Mai: Mileena needs to ground her, and keep her there. But that’s a lot easier said than done.

Savage was quick to her feet, stalking Savannah as she came to her feet, circling around behind her and as soon as she was vertical, took her back down with a chop block to the leg that she had been focusing on. Again Savage rolled onto all fours, grabbing the same leg once more and again pinned it against the mat with two hands before she kicked up into the air and delivered a knee drop straight into the joint. A second knee drop followed it and a third before Valero ordered Savage to let her up from the canvas and the Canadian followed his directions, pulling the Las Vegas Siren up to her feet and Irish whipped her into the corner.

Zack: That’s what she has to do, Savage is really working the knee now. And Savannah goes for the ride!

As Taylor hit, the Pride of Canada measured her up and charged towards her and drove a running knee into her stomach. Savannah leaned forward in the corner, gasping for breath and Savage pulled her right leg up, feeding it over the middle rope to the outside before she grabbed hold of the foot and pulled upwards - using the middle rope for added leverage as attempted to hyperextend the joint. Valero used the count to get the break, reaching four before Savage dropped the foot and backed up with her hands raised, the referee giving her a reprimand for the use of the ropes, only for the red haired submissionist to move forward quickly, stepping up onto her opponent’s right knee as it was still resting on the middle rope and landed an enzugiri into the back of her head. Savannah stumbled out of the corner, turning as she fell and face planted. As she did so Savage dropped on top of her and applied a LeBell lock as she pulled back on her arms and head.

Zack: Right to the dome, and Mileena’s got the LeBell Lock in place! Taylor’s in big trouble right here!

Mai: Two options, tap or find a way out. If it’s the second, she needs to hurry!

Taylor kicked out, managing to get her foot over the rope, prompting Valero to start the count and got the release at four.  Savage brought her opponent up to her feet, lifting her upwards into delivered a kneebreaker to the right knee, keeping Savannah trapped in her arms before she sent her flying with a belly to belly suplex. As Taylor sat up, Savage bounced off the ring ropes behind the Las Vegas Siren and delivered a flipping neckbreaker to her. Mileena rose quickly to her feet and once more headed towards the ropes, bouncing off them and delivered a dropkick to her foe’s chest before she grabbed hold of her leg, pulling it upwards as she placed a foot against the back of her knee and curbstomped it into the ring mat. Dropping down, Savage locked in a calf slicer.

Zack: Mileena has a relentless ground game, one of her best assets. And win or lose, Savannah’s not going to be walking right for a few days.

Mai: I know the feeling...just for different reasons.

Valero got down in front of the American wrestler and asked if she wished to quit, getting a ‘No’ from the woman before Savannah rolled to one side and managed to grab hold of the bottom rope. Savage released the hold on four and got to her feet quickly, stomping away at Savannah’s knee before she headed towards the ropes once more. This time she used them as a springboard into a double foot stomp aimed at the bad knee but only got mat as Taylor rolled out of harm’s away at the last moment. Quickly the Canadian regained her balance and moved towards Taylor’s feet, grabbing hold of them both as she stepped through and spun around to begin the early stages of the figure four only for Savannah to kick Mileena off, sending her crashing chest first into the turnbuckles. As Savage staggers backwards, Taylor rolls her up into a schoolgirl pinning position only to continue to roll through, grapevining one leg as she twisted at Mileena’s ankle.

Mai: I thought she was going for a pin there, but she turned it into an ankle lock at the last second!

Zack: She wouldn't go for a pin in a submission match, Mai.

Savage let out a shout of pain and surprise at finding herself caught in this hold. Once more the referee got into position and asked her if she wished to quit only to get a ‘No’ from the Canadian. Savannah twisted further on the ankle, increasing the pain that she was inflicting, Mileena’s hand hovered over the canvas put instead of tapping the red haired wrestler balled it up into a fist and started to drag both herself and her opponent across the ring and towards the ropes. Mileena reached out for the bottom rope only for her fingertips to scratch the plastic covering only for her to get pulled backwards by her blonde opponent, who kept the hold applied and dropped back down to grapevine the leg only for Savage to lash out with her free foot. The former No Surrender champion caught her opponent with glancing blows that got her enough leeway; that caused the hold to get loosened enough for her to buck her off and allow her to get back to the ring ropes.

Mai: Mileena fought her way out of it, but she better pull it together as soon as she can here.

Zack: No kidding, Taylor doesn’t have a reverse gear. She’ll keep coming forward as long as she’s conscious.

Pulling herself up to her feet, Mileena was favouring her ankle as Savannah hobbled towards her, still feeling the effects of the attack on her ankle and Mileena managed to pounce first, sliding into a drop toe hold that saw Taylor land throat first across the middle rope. The red haired submission specialist fought her way back to her feet as Taylor also rose from the ropes, only for Mileena to grab hold of her head from behind and slam her down with a reverse DDT. Quickly Mileena scurries on top of Savannah, sitting over her head and pinning her arms against her side as she begins to deliver right and left hands into her body.

Mai: Man, look at the flurry of those shots from Mileena! A fired up Canadian is almost a contradiction, isn’t it?

Valero orders the break and Mileena pushes up to her feet and starts to limp around the ring as she tries to get a little bit more feeling into her ankle. Savannah begins to push upright and as she does so Mileena takes off into a hampered sprint towards the ropes opposite the blonde, bouncing off them and as she neared Taylor she left her feet to deliver a perfect clothesline. Taylor almost instantly sat up, rolling to her knees as she rose once more and as she did so Savage lined her up and slammed a roundhouse kick across her shoulders that saw the Las Vegas Siren fall forward onto all fours. Mileena stepped between her opponent’s legs and bent down, wrapping her arms around her legs and set herself as she lifted her upwards only to slam her down to the canvas with a wheelbarrow suplex. Immediately Mileena rolled through the move, once more grabbing her opponent by the legs and didn’t pause for a second before she locked in the Canadian Deathlock, putting as much pressure as she could on Taylor’s injured knee.

Zack: Look at the torque on that knee, I’m not sure how much Savannah can take of this! Savage has laser focus!

Mai: We’ll find out how much she can. I don’t think she’s been tested this much within the division till tonight.

Valero instantly got down in front of the blonde, asking her the question and getting a ‘No’ from her as Mileena pulled back further on the hold, trying desperately to find more torque and exert every ounce of pressure possible on the kneecap. Taylor’s face was a mask of agony, her hand was held out above the mat but even so she refused to quit every time Valero asked. The Las Vegas Siren began to twist her body around as she looked for an escape, still refusing to submit to the hold even as Mileena somehow found a way to make it more painful. Savannah looked to be on the edge of tears as the fans rallied behind both competitors and with one huge effort Taylor somehow lunged forward and managed to reach the ropes, causing her fans in the crowd to get louder. Valero used the count to get the hold, reaching four before Mileena released the hold, checking with the referee that she definitely didn’t tap and getting confirmation from the official.

Mai: Mileena wasn’t sure she was supposed to let go there, I think.

Zack: No, she wasn’t. And she got every ounce she could out of it till she realized she had to do it.

Savage pulled Taylor up to her feet; Savannah on virtually one leg - unable to put any pressure on the other - as she was pushed back into the corner by her opponent who stepped backwards and began to fire off front kicks into her foe’s thoroughly worked over right kneecap, landing five before Valero asked her to let her away from the ropes. This time Savage only went as far as stop the kicks, stepping into the corner and delivering three shoulder thrusts into her opponent’s gut before she lifted her upwards and sat her on the top rope. The Canadian gave a signal to the crowd that indicated the Dragon Screw from Hell was coming up and moved back towards Savannah, grabbing hold of her right leg in both arms but before she could send her flying across the ring, Taylor started to fight back, rapid fire left kicks driven into the side of the Canadian’s head that caused her to release the leg. Still the kicks continued to fly until Mileena staggered back woozily.

Zack: Savannah may only have one good leg, but she knows how to use it! Look at the snap of those kicks!

Mai: Makes me want to take an Advil, if I’m honest.

Quickly Taylor forced herself to push up onto the top rope; balancing on one leg as she measured Mileena up and a split second later she flew through the air and delivered the Welcome to Sin City dragonrana that spiked Mileena head first into the canvas. As Savage hit the canvas she sat up for a second only to fall to her side and lay out on the mat along with her opponent who had rolled away from her. Valero checked on both women who confirmed they were okay to continue and stepped back as they began to recover. Savage rocked to the side, trying to push up onto all fours only to slump back down on the mat. She tried again and this time she managed to make it, taking another moment before she pushed up once again onto one knee and then quickly onto both feet where it took her a moment or two to get her balance after having her clock cleaned from the Dragonrana. That was only the opening Savannah needed as she snuck up behind the Canadian and tied her up with the Cobra Clutch. The referee checked the hold as Mileena clawed at her opponent’s arm. When that brought the Canadian no relief she managed to stay on her feet and used all her strength and momentum to reach the ring ropes.

Mai: I ...I thought she might have had her right there.

Zack: You and me both, these two women are fighting like the title is on the line! Just goes to show you how coveted the No Surrender title has become!

Valero ordered the break and got it almost immediately as Savannah let go, spun her fellow submissionist to face her and drove her knee into the former No Surrender Champion’s gut, hooking her head as she did so and lifted her vertically before slamming her down on the crown of her her head with a brainbuster. Instinctively Savage rolled onto her front after receiving the month and this brought a smile to the lips of the Las Vegas Siren as she moved forward, grabbing hold of Mileena’s arms and flipped thought into a bridging arm triangle choke.

Zack: GOGOPLATA!! Savage is stuck! Savannah Taylor has this thing locked in perfectly!

Mai: The referee is making sure of that. Valero says it’s legal, but that doesn’t help Mileena at all either way.

The official was quickly into position to check the hold and declare it legal as Taylor had it applied right in the middle of the ring. Mileena tried to desperately find an escape to the hold, refusing to quit every time she was asked by the referee. The Canadian was having little success however, finding Savannah’s grip almost impossible to break and the ropes completely out of reach. Taylor gritted her teeth as she tried to pull back a little further, increasing the pain in the hold but seeming to find herself in an awkward position forcing most of her weight to bear down on the right knee.  Still the former No Surrender Champion fought on, despite her hand raised over the mat, mere moments away tapping she refused to do so. The red haired wrestler squirmed once more, trying to reach the rope with any appendage, when she couldn’t she appeared to be right on the verge of tapping only for the hold to suddenly get released as Taylor’s knee couldn’t stand it anymore and gave way, causing the bridge to collapse.

Zack: All the damage Mileena’s done to that knee, it finally buckled! I’m amazed it took this long.

Mai: Me too, Savannah’s legs are gorgeous...and apparently made of steel!

Savannah rolled away holding her knee in agony as Mileena was flat out on her front gasping for breath and trying to recuperate from the choke hold. Slowly she started to crawl towards the ropes, pulling herself upright. As she did so, Taylor made it to her feet and began to approach her foe only for Savage to lunge towards her and tag her with a jaw to the elbow that caused her to step backwards once more. Mileena followed it up with a right hand slap to her cheek, then a left hand slap and finally aimed for a spinning backhand slap that Taylor telegraphed, ducking underneath it and countering with a European uppercut that saw Savage stumble back into the ropes. Savannah came forward and as she did so, Mileena dropped her shoulder and surprised her with a back body drop that elevated her high into the air and saw her land on the apron. Immediately Taylor let out a cry of pain and went to grab her right knee which gave Savage the perfect chance to hook her head, left her up and bring her back into the ring with the 1812 Shotgun Suplex.

Mai: Shotgun Suplex, and Savannah may have had more than the wind knocked out of her after that.

Zack: I think Mileena smells blood in the water here, I think both women have had a hell of a lot taken out of them at this point. There can’t be much left!

Taylor hit the mat hard and rolled away following the delivery as Savage did the same, rolling over to the ring ropes and pulling herself up once more as she held at her shoulder. The Canadian waved her opponent up to her feet and as she got her wish she moved towards her, darting towards her leg and grabbing hold of it before spinning through to deliver the dragon screw leg whip that sent her down to the canvas. With practiced ease Savage transitioned straight from the leg whip into a the Ow Canada! Kneebar, wrapping her legs around Savannah’s right leg like a boa constrictor as she increased the torque as much as she could, as quickly as she could and getting an immediate howl of pain from Taylor.

Mai: There’s the kneebar! Mileena’s favorite submission, and Savanah’s learning how good she is at applying it!

Zack: How much of this can Taylor stand? Her knee has been tortured for some time in this match!

Valero was quickly in position to ask Taylor if she wanted to quit only to get a refusal. The Las Vegas Siren tried desperately to find an escape, swinging her free foot towards Mileena only to find her able to lean back out of the way, her hands moving to the Canadian’s legs to try and prise them free but getting no luck. Taylor still refused to quit, despite letting out another scream of pain, tears coming to her eyes as she began to rock from side, trying to build momentum to roll the pair of them over and get herself closer to ropes...only for Mileena to counter at every step of the way. Finally, realising that she was left with no option Taylor tapped her hand on the mat and Valero called for the bell.

Mai: How long can she...THAT’S IT!

Anita: Here is your winner…”THE PRIDE OF CANADA” MILEENA SAVAGE!!!

Zack: Taylor held on longer than anyone had a right to, but it wasn’t meant to be! Mileena Savage picks up the win, and the Pride of Canada is ready for her title rematch!

Mai: Imagine if she wins it back, we’ll see this again at Global Wars! I’m alright with that!

Zack: Amen to that, a fantastic effort from both women! And I give both women credit, but tonight the former No Surrender Champion says bring it on!

As the announcement was made Savage released the knee bar and came to her feet, getting her hand held high by the referee before she dropped back down to one knee, checking on her opponent as she she sat up, still gripping her knee and offered her a handshake, that Taylor accepted - albeit only for the briefest of handshakes before she rolled away towards the ropes before Mileena headed to the turnbuckles to begin her celebrations before the show cut elsewhere.






Anita: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the FEMME FATALE WRESTLING NO SURRENDER CHAMPIONSHIP!

The intro guitar riff of Muse's "Assassin" hits the sound system  at the 31-second mark, and Natalya walks through the entrance gate, wearing an all-black curtain hoodie, with her head low as her blode hair covers her face.  She stops atop the entrance ramp and looks into the ring, nodding in acknowledgement before doing a crisp cutthroat motion, proceeding to walk down the entrance ramp.

Anita: Introducing first... From Saint Petersburg, western Russia... "The Executioner"... NATALYA DEMIDOV!

Natalya ignores the shower of boos coming her way from the crowd as she tracks down the way, paying the fans no mind. She then climbs into the ring by hopping onto the apron and passes over the top rope, entering the ring and waiting for the competition, without any kind of flair.

Zack: I have a guest I wasn’t at all expecting ringside to help me call this match but this will be great! Future Shock prospect and the host of “This Week In Wrestling”, Gillie Barnes!

Gillie: Hullo, Zack! Very happy to be out here and helping call this match as you can plainly see.

As the Jace Everett's “Bad Things” song starts Starla emerges from the backstage area as the line “When you came in the air went out” is sung with her title belt over her shoulder. Pausing momentarily to stare into the crowd she is joined by Alex Adonis. Walking down to the ring she waves to the crowd, lining the ramp.

Climbing the ring steps she will turn on the top step to face outwards, arching her back against the ring post and running her hand down the curves of her body, before quickly turning and stepping through the ring ropes where she is joined by her husband. As the music fades, Alex finishes giving her a last minute pep talk and they exchange one last kiss before he leaves the ring. Starla raises her title belt over her head as she turns her attention back to the middle of the ring before handing over the title belt to the referee.

Anita: Standing 5’9” tall and weighing 127lbs from Atlanta, Georgia and accompanied by her husband Alex Adonis, please welcome the FFW No Surrender Champion...STARLA MCCLOUD!!!

Gillie: The four time No Surrender champion looks to continue her fourth reign ot tonight but first she’s gotta go in and through The Russian Executioner. It’s a tall order, Zackie.

Zack: It’ll be a tall order and a hell of a climb. Starla’s focus submission wise aim mostly for the head and neck so she’s going to have to chop Natalya down a bit to actually get to her.

DING! DING! DING!

Malcolm Parks motions for the bell to ring and Natalya goes right after the No Surrender champion who... Rolls out of the ring, to the slight aggravation of Demidov who was about to wrap her arms around the frame of the Good Doctor and suplex her out of her boots most likely. Starla stands right outside the ring, staring at Natalya who watches her back and lets out a ‘heh’ as though this would deter Demidov before she mouths, ‘as you wish’. She rolls out of the ring to give chase to the No Surrender champion, slowly plodding after her with equal parts menace and mirth and yet Starla continues backtracking, her eyes on Natalya the entire time.... Whether... It seems almost accidental or not, the No Surrender Champion nearly trips on the steel steps and this only increases the sense of grim menace on the face of Natalya who continues walking after Starla as the referee doesn’t seem to be sure of what’s to make of what’s happening. Starla gets enough space between them and rolls back into the ring. Just as Natalya is about to grab the ropes, she pulls herself onto the apron...

Zack: An interesting game of cat and mouse to begin the No Surrender Championship match here and Natalya seems well at home as the aggressor!

And gets a spinning heel kick through the second and third ropes compliments of Starla, sending her dropping down on the apron and getting a face full of it head first on the trip down. Starla’s face shifts to calculative with a mild smirk playing up on her lips, feinting that entire act the entire time. Natalya raises herself up and runs a thumb across her lip as she stares at the No Surrender champion before nodding her head slightly.

Gillie: Starla playing a lot of possum there just so she could switch positioning with Natalya... No no matter where Demidov comes from, the No Surrender Champion is going to be on attack for her.

Zack: Right you are Gillie and it’s looking like Natalya is plotting out her next move accordingly.

Natalya goes to climb up on the apron and inside of the ring once more, but she’s once again met with a kick from Starla, snapping at the Error In Nature like a whip and forcing her to pull her hand back .The taller woman watches Starla curiously before she reaches in again but when Starla shoots her leg out, Demidov catches her by the ankle before jerking her towards her, Starla’s other leg getting snagged on the ropes as she drops on her back and Natalya immediately drops a knee on her leg, causing Starla to roll away in pain as Natalya goes after her, rolling back in the ring. She forces the Good Doctor back up and double underhooking both her arms, pinning her into a tiger suplex, sending her up and over and onto her back. Demidov rubs her hands together as Starla rises to her feet, going for a palm strike, only for Natalya to shift her weight out of the way. She hooks her arms around the No Surrender Champion’s waist before vaulting her with a German suplex and dropping her on the back of her neck!

Gillie: Suplex, followed by another suplex! Natalya’s got the target of the match in mind as to what she’s going to pick apart of Starla’s.

Zack: The No Surrender champion had control but the Executioner has decided to just use her power to force the subject!

Starla rolls around on the mat as Demidov grabs her legs and looks to immediately cinch on that Inverted Cloverleaf, but Starla quickly kicks her legs away, forcing Natalya to step forward and wrap her arms around Starla’s waist, deadlifting her upward and dropping her on her back with authority, this time with a deadlift into a German suplex as Starla rolls away. She drops down and forces the No Surrender Champion up, so she can properly lock her into an abdominal stretch, bending her about as Demidov continues to wrench the hold and ask if the Good Doctor has any other bright ideas that she’s willing to share with the class.

Gillie: Natalya using equal parts of her size and strength advantage to work over Starla, and now that agonizing abdominal stretch. I don’t get it Zack. From a textbook standpoint, Natalya’s inverted cloverleaf would be pointless with this kind of offense. It works on the legs.

Zack: Almost correct Gillie. It would be pointless... If not for Natalya’s size, to which she can wrench back far enough to put pressure on the lower spine and back. The No Surrender champion needs to find a way out of this one and back to controlling the match and I have that faith she can!

The Tacoma Dome begins to rally behind Starla and McCloud’s face turns from pain to intense thought before she snaps her head back and headbutts Natalya in the chest. Demidov looks mildly discomforted from that, and then she does it again and again before Natalya lets go, rubbing her chest and seemingly surprised by the hardness of Starla’s head. She never sees the stiff palm strike to the head coming that quickly snaps her head back, followed by the running clothesline. That however does little to affect the Error In Nature, causing Starla to begin to pepper Natalya’s knee with a few choice kicks to get her crouched down. Demidov is forced to hold her hands up and protect her head as Starla begins to tee off with one kick and then the next across her dome. When the flurry suddenly comes to a stop, Natalya pulls her forearms from her head for a moment, but she doesn’t seem to realize that Starla is already behind her. When she stands up she doesn’t see the sudden jumping high kick to the back of her head that sends the seven foot grappler teetering and dropping to the mat!

Zack: TRANQUILISER FROM MCCLOUD! She’s following it up with a side headlock!

Gillie: It looks like she’s even going to go farther than that from the headlock I think!

Starla quickly drops down in a sideways positioning from Natalya before she quickly goes North-South, applying the aptly named choke! She squeezes tight on the hold and it seems like the sudden choke wakes Demidov back up, the challenger grasping her hands and trying to reach for Starla’s head. The No Surrender champion however leans back and forth on the sides to dodge the grasp of her opponent, her eyes narrowed as she rolled slightly, putting both women on their sides as Natalya continued to get throttled by the North-South choke. She put a hand down on the mat and used her knee to push herself up, but McCloud attempted to use all her weight to weigh Demidov back down. She continued to try and choke her as Natalya was brought back down on her front!

Gillie: Excellent use of the North-South Choke from Starla... I believe that’s an MMA move!

Zack: Both women have have an understanding of MMA and kickboxing respectively, and the No Surrender Champion is making excellent use of her knowledge here as she does everything she can to keep Natalya down!

The Russian Executioner puts her hands up to push herself from the mat but only long enough so she can fold her legs underneath her. The Good Doctor doesn’t seem to like that as she gets hoisted up for the right as Natalya pushes herself up! Starla is forced to let go, immediately getting swept into a belly to belly slam as she tosses Starla almost carelessly. Starla tries to grab the ropes and walks herself into the corner but Demidov rushes head long towards her with a vicious shoulder tackle, smashing into her with fury and bending her around her shoulder with ferocity. The No Surrender champion lets out a grunt of pain as Starla reaches to try and hold onto the ropes but Natalya nearly german suplexes her out of her boots, dropping her so hard that she gets up but is immediately staggering on her feet and goes down onto the mat. Demidov quickly rolls her over onto her front before stomping on her back with a smirk. She raises her leg once more and stomps down, causing pain to rack across Starla’s face once more before she drops down and hooks one arm of Starla’s around her knee.

Zack: Natalya once again using her strength to force momentum back in her favor and with another brutal German suplex she is working more on that back...

Gillie: What a vicious couple of stomps there and I think... I think she’s going for a camel clutch here Zack. Fun fact: the original name of the camel clutch is la de a caballo, or ‘the horse mounting choke’. As it grew more popular however, it became known as the camel clutch!

Before she can get in the other however, Starla gets one leg free and begins to furiously and repeatedly palm strike the side of Natalya’s knee, causing a shock of pain in Demidov. She forgets everything she’s doing and reaches with both hands to grab the No Surrender Champion’s shifting, slithering wrist, but she keeps pounding away at the knee meat and muscle until Demidov smashes her across the back of the head with a forearm, putting her out of commission for a moment. With that, Natalya reaches downward and gets both her arms before she wrenches back and puts Starla in a full bore leaning back Camel Clutch! The No Surrender champion looks to be in agony as she tries to reach for the ropes but Demidov uses her knees and hands to keep Starla from reaching with her own and continues wrenching with the No Surrender champion so close yet so far from the ropes, easily within an eyelash!

Zack: Natalya’s got that camel clutch so cinched in that I don’t know how the No Surrender champion is going to escape this!

Gillie: Well, there was one time in 1984 where a wrestler was caught in a Camel Clutch that close to the ring...

Whether or not the No Surrender champion was ever aware or whatever happened in the 80’s, Starla cranes her neck forward and BITES the ring rope. Referee Parks begins to yell at Natalya, telling her to break the hold or face disqualification... Natalya’s face is one of... Complete disbelief, as though she’s been completely trolled as she gets up from Starla and looks exceptionally aggravated before she drags Starla back to the center of the ring and drops on her back, locking her into a Triangle Choke!

Zack: FINAL JUDGMENT! It looks like Natalya is just right back at it and has put that Triangle Choke in now to be victorious. She’s been working on Starla’s back for the most part but seems to be hoping that weakening the back of her neck might be enough!

McCloud looks to be struggling under the hold as Natalya uses her long limbs like a pair of bent tree trunks, but the hold begins to grow incomplete as Starla pushes her arm and shoulder against the leg that she had been putting a few well placed strikes in. Demidov’s eyes go wide in painful realization as Starla uses both hands to clench her ankle and begin to force it roll, twisting it slowly and causing her pain as Starla began to roll back and forth, back and forth, trying to stop the hold that she was captured in, incomplete as it was. She finally rolled her over completely, rolling Demidov on her front before Starla leapt onto her back and attempted to cinch on the Coquina Clutch!

Starla latches on top of Natalya and throttles her with the clutch, squeezing around her throat as she used a modified body scissors to keep Demidov from breaking away. One of Starla’s legs rose up to pin her arm against her side and the other pressed over that to keep the arm down. Demidov attempts to use her knees to push herself up before the Good Doctor rocks her to the side and sends them both to the mat! Without an option and no want of being choked into unconsciousness, Natalya taps out with a disgruntled face.

DING DING DING!

Anita: Here is your winner and STILL NO SURRENDER CHAMPION... STARLA MCCLOUD!!

Zack: SWEET SEDATION once again doing the trick there and the champion retains! Starla had a literal uphill battle with Natalya but walks out of Tacoma champion.

Gillie: She’s still got more challenges ahead of her, but for now the No Surrender champ can rest on her four-time laurels. If only for a second.

As her husband rolls in the ring to raise her arm, Starla watches as Natalya rolls out of the ring,  hand on her throat as she stares at the No Surrender champion in silence as she makes her way back up the ramp to the curtain.








The Fast Track

We head to the backstage area, and find Cody Kincaid standing in front of a pedestal with a velvet cloth draped over it. Standing next to him is the reigning Evolution Champion herself, that being Leona Vega.

Cody: A few weeks ago, FFW retired the Television Championship. It was and always will be a title steeped in FFW history with a proud lineage of champions. But there’s no question in my mind that the definitive champion to have held that title was the final woman to hold it, the reigning Evolution Champion Leona Vega. And it was her historic run with it that gave me an idea to give other girls a chance to make a splash like Leona en route to potentially claiming the Evolution Championship. So I asked Leona here to join me, because this concept was inspired by her.

Leona: And it’s a great honor for me to have been somewhat of the reason behind this new idea. As Mr. Kincaid knows, as well as those who follow my career, I’ve always been that girl who thrives in perseverance and overcoming the odds. It was through overcoming immense odds that I made all the way from the day I got the FFW Television Championship up to reaching the Evolution Championship. And like I’ve ALWAYS said… If I did it, anyone can do it. And it’s in the spirit of letting other people try to do it that this right here is now a reality.

Cody nodded his head in agreement as he pulled the velvet cloth off to reveal a silver championship on a green strap. It had a road on it, but seemed to be missing part of the center plate.

Cody: I’d like to introduce you all to the Fast Track Championship, a title completely and totally dedicated to the Evolution Championship. Howso, you may ask? Well as you can tell, it’s missing something. These four magnetic pieces…

He reaches into his pocket, producing four magnetized pieces which he put together on the title to create a wrestling ring on the center of the belt.

Cody: You see, the woman who becomes Fast Track Champion and makes four consecutive defenses of that title….will add one piece of this title till all four are added. And when all four pieces are connected, that woman can turn the title in and get a guaranteed Evolution Championship match. Each win adds one of the four pieces...till they are all there just like this.

He taps the title, showing the 4 pieces that made the wrestling ring in the center of the title before looking over to Leona.

Cody: This was inspired by you, Leona. And if it makes a star rise as quickly as the Television Championship did, it’ll be a skyrocket to stardom for some very talented women.

Leona admires the new championship concept with a quizzical look and a silly smile.

Leona: This is nothing like anything I’ve ever seen in professional wrestling and… Wow, this is amazing, Mr. Kincaid. And as a woman who defended the TV Championship numerous times, let me tell you--

Cody: Ten times.

Leona snickers at Cody in somewhat of a humble-brag.

Leona: Well, let me tell you, it’s tough aplenty to defend a championship once, let alone four consecutive times. This… This is truly a new holy grail for all of those who want to prove they can and want to reach for the top of the mountain. I for one cannot wait to see this new championship under dispute. Anyone can do it! I did it, so can you! So if you think you have what it takes to grab THIS…

Leona unhooks the Evolution Championship from around her waist and raises it proudly… Only to point at the newly unveiled Fast Track Championship.

Leona: … let’s get to steppin’. Or should I say, collecting.

Cody: The Fast Track to the Evolution Championship starts here.

The camera looks down to the newly minted title with the four pieces attached before we head back to the ring.
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Zack: Folks, tonight is the beginning of our Femme For All tournament, and right now it's time for one of two important matches to take place, as Kimbo Aries goes one on one with Jo McFarlane!

Mai: A match the fans and I have been looking forward to, Zack. Just good to see these two yummy girls go at it.

“Titanium” Begins to strum out over the speakers, sending the arena into a pulse of pink and white strobes.

You shout it out, but I can’t hear a word your say
I’m talking loud, not saying much.
I’m criticised, but all your bullets ricochet.
Shoot me down, but I get up.


During the opening lines, Jo McFarlane steps out onto the stage to a pop from the crowd. She raises her arms to shoulder level, and begins to flap them somewhat, egging the crowd on.

Anita: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland! Weighing in at one hundred and twenty-seven pounds, please welcome “The Living Firework” JO! MCFARLANE!

I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose,
Fire away, fire away!
Ricochet, you take your aim,
Fire away fire away!
You shoot me down, but I won’t fall,
I am titanium!
You shoot me down, but I won’t fall,
I am titanium!


During the more upbeat chorus, Jo runs down the ramp to a series of pyro that goes off  with her steps down the ramp. She carries on the momentum to veer around a corner, up the steps, grabbing the top rope and flipping over them, landing on her feet to another pop from the crowd. She then takes off towards her corner, where she ascends the middle turnbuckle and holds her arms out wide, taking in the noise from the crowd. Jumping down, she looks into the ring and does some last minutes stretches while her music fades out.

Zack: Jo herself is no stranger to the tournament, as her older sister Valerie had stepped down to allow the youngest McFarlane to do battle.

Mai: Which did her well, seeing as she's the FFW Champion since then. Oh, wait...

Zack: Come on now, Mai.

A time bomb shows up on the screen, flashing no more than 5 seconds. The seconds tick-tock away, and right before zero, a scream warns...

I'M LIKE A TICKING TIME BOMB!

A single pyro explosion happens on stage before Kimberly Aries shows up on stage bopping her head to the electric beat of her own song, with a sly smirk on her face. Opening her arms and throwing the crowd double "V's", Kimbo treks down the entrance ramp, taking her time to share a high-five with some fans along the way.

Anita: Introducing first/And her opponent, from Honolulu, Hawaii... KIMBERLY ARIES!

As Kimbo reaches the ring, she jumps up onto the ring apron and then climbs through the ropes into the ring, proceeding to head over to the nearest corner, stepping up onto the middle turnbuckle and looking into at the audience, throwing more "V's" and bopping her head to the beat before jumping down as the music fades away.

Zack: And here now, after a few months away is the final Future Shock season winner, Kimberly Aries! She won this opportunity after surviving weeks of brutal challenges with six other women.

Mai: Sounds like my weekend at Las Vegas. You know, the one interrupted by Breaking Point being there too?

Zack: Right, no, I get it, Mai.

The bell rings, and both competitors walk to the center of the ring, with Jo McFarlane sticking her hand out for Kimbo to shake before they start. Kim looks down at the hand and quickly shakes on it, getting a bit of support from the fans before they lock up with one another. Soon after Jo manages to grab Kim's arm with both hands and twist it, going behind to put Aries into a hammerlock. Aries manages to hobble her way to the ropes, grabbing the top one to elicit a count from the ref and Jo letting go at two. McFarlane grabs Kim's arm again, this time pulling her away from the ropes, but Kim slaps away Jo's hands and stomps her foot onto the mat as she delivers a few punches to the youngest McFarlane's face, finishing the combo off with an elbow to the forehead.

Zack: It could still be anyone's game for this fight, but Kim is looking to keep the upper hand as they fight to advance in the Femme For All.

Mai: Not like they need to fight too hard or anything, this isn't for points in Global Wars.

Zack: It is!

Mai: Oh, well in that case KNOCK'ER DOWN KIM!

Jo stumbles back into the ropes, and Kimbo approaches her and hits her with a few forearm strikes to Jo before whipping her across the ring. Jo bounces back and Kim rears back a punch that goes right into the redhead's chest! Jo doubles over and Kim hits the ropes behind her, hitting her with a bulldog and finishing off with an elbow drop that turns into a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Jo gets her shoulder up. Kim picks McFarlane back up to her feet and hits her with an uppercut to the jaw that appears to make Jo a bit more dazed. Aries then grabs onto her opponent and slaps her back before dropping her down onto the canvas with a DDT.

Zack: The fight has been mostly Kim, and she's taken Jo down with a DDT. She isn't going for a cover, and-

Mai: Oh! Can I cover her?!

Zack: NO!

Kim starts to go for the top turnbuckle, climbing up and sizing Jo up as she slowly gets to her feet. Once the young McFarlane is standing Kim leaps off for a crossbody block, but Jo ducks down before she hits, and Aries lands chest first onto the canvas! Kim is grabbing at her torso from that hard landing, turning to face a prepared Jo who grabs her head and butts their foreheads together, making Kim groggy as she stands to her side and falls back with a Russian Legsweep. Jo hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Aries gets the shoulder up. Jo brings Aries over to the nearest corner and climbs onto the middle turnbuckle while grabbing onto Kim's head. McFarlane leaps off for a Tornado DDT...that Kim blocks, and repositions Jo into her arms before hitting her with a falling powerslam facebuster! Kim locks in a crossface immediately after for good measure!

Zack: What a counter by Aries! She has Jo in the crossface now, and McFarlane is trying to get herself free of the move!

Mai: Man, good luck to her on that. Kim still has some energy in her to keep that move on!

Even despite that, Jo uses her free arm to slide herself across the ring to the ropes, reaching out until her hand grabs hold of it. The ref counts to three before Kim lets go, but she's quick to get back to her feet and size Jo up again. Aries waits for the redhead to get on her hands and knees before she goes running, looking for a punt kick...but Jo rolls out of her leg's trajectory, causing Kim to miss! Jo hops to her feet quickly and runs to the ropes! Kim turns around and finds McFarlane flying at her, wrapping her legs around her neck while her upper torso spins around to grab Aries' arm!

Zack: GINGERVITIS! Jo has Gingervitis locked in!

Kim tries to stand her ground as she attempts to remove Jo with her free arm, but she soon falls to a knee. Jo cries out as she pulls tighter on the arm of Kimbo, all the while Aries is reaching for the ropes. There's a struggle for Kim to move forward, but with so much room between her and the ropes, and the lack of both arms to get her to her feet, she taps on her shoulder.

DING DING DING

Zack: That's it! Jo is advancing into the next round of the Femme For All!

Mai: Dangit...

Anita: Here is your winner via submission...JO! MCFARLANE!

After the bell rings, Jo lets go of the hold and safely lands on her feet. Jo is all smiles as she flips her hair back, the ref raising her hand as the crowd cheers her on. A groggy Kim uses the ropes to get to her feet, and stares down Jo before offering another handshake. Jo accepts, and shortly after Kim leaves the ring while Jo celebrates.







Anita: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is part of the first round of the 2016 Femme For All! Introducing first!

The music starts, as the crowd quiets.  A spotlight appears at the top of the ramp…but after a few moments nobody shows.  The spotlight starts combing the arena, followed by another spotlight, and a third as the song starts.

Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR, transmissions will resume
They'll try to, push drugs that keep us all dumbed down
And hope that, we will never see the truth around
(So come on!)


The spotlights race around for a moment until one finally stops in the middle of the crowd, revealing Misty standing amongst the fans.  She raises her fist with a cry and a grin as the fans nearby cheer and do the same.

Anita: Hailing from Toronto, Ontario Canada. The Voice of the People....MISTY WHITMORE!!!

The young wrestler then makes a B-line for the ring, slapping hands of fans before hopping the barricade.  Misty climbs onto the ring apron and looks out at the crowd, holding a hand over her brow with a grin.  Leaping over the top rope Misty runs to the opposite corner, climbing up the corner and singing out the chorus with the fans, raising her fist with every phrase.

They will not force us!
They will stop degrading us!
They will not control us!
We will be victorious!
So come on!


Misty jumps down from the corner, fists raised and ready for the match.

Zack: Misty Whitmore is looking to start her first going in the Femme For All strong in the Tacoma Dome, but what a challenge she’s got in front of her. Joining me on commentary tonight is the woman who won’t be a stranger to Misty’s opponent at Future Shock Resistance. Mallory, welcome.

Mallory: Thanks, Zack. I wanted to get uh, up close and personal to the action. Something about it seems more informative than just video.

Anita: Making her way to the ring, she hails from the City Of Angels, Los Angeles, California…standing at an impressive 6 foot 6 and weighing 230 pounds. She is the “Titaness of Destruction”…

ISIS MORALES!!!!!!

The lights in the arena go out.

Just then as the intro to “Kong at the Gates” by The Misfits blares into the arena, generating a buzz from the crowd.

As the music begins, and the spotlight is beaming on the stage, Isis Morales comes out of the curtain. Wearing her black hoodie that is covering her head, Isis makes her way down the aisle in a slow, intimidating pace, and the spotlight following her on the way to the ring.

Once she climbs up to the apron of the ring, Isis faces the crowd and uncovers her hood, revealing her face, looking menacingly at the crowd. She easily steps over the top rope to enter the ring with ease and then walks towards the center of the ring to stand there, soaking up the reaction from the crowd. Isis then stomps her foot down on the mat with force and, instantly, the four corners of the ring shoot out smoke, with a booming sound, mimicking an explosion. She lets out a primal roar and then goes over to a corner where she climbs up and poses, yelling back at the crowd at every chance. She then goes toward the opposite turnbuckle and does the same thing after climbing up. Meanwhile, Isis takes off her hoodie and gives it to the ref. Isis then runs herself across the ropes once to loosen herself up.

Zack: It doesn’t have to be said how impressive a competitor the Future Shock champion is, but I sense that my broadcast partner hasn’t been thinking of anything but how to crack the Titaness.

Mal: Among other things, Zack.

DING! DING! DING!

Robert Valero motions for the bell to ring and immediately the Voice of the People is looking upward at The Titanes of Destruction staring down at her. The Voice of the People seems to say ‘might as well start somewhere’ before giving Isis a stiff chop across the chest that gets little to no response besides causing Isis’s upper body to shift some. The Titaness and Future Shock champion stares down at her opponent curiously, before she mouths at Misty, ‘again’, causing Whitmore to look slightly perturbed before she suddenly kicks Isis across the knee and actually causes her to wince before Misty begins popping off with a series of stiff kicks across the arm of the Titaness, one after the next after the next, giving her left arm a workover before she leaps upward and goes for a DDT on the redhead! Isis however stands up as she catches Misty who quickly scrambles. Whitmore crawls around over Isis, wrapping her legs around the Future Shock champion’s throat and wrapping her hands around her back but Isis quickly backs up into the corner and sending her backward, ramming her once, and then again.... Before she takes off and spinebusters Misty right into the mat! Isis presses her down with her forearm.

OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTWWWWOO--!!

KICKOUT!!

Misty immediately gets the shoulder up, forcing Isis to reach down, grabbing her by the hair to force her upward before hefting her up and slingshotting her over the ropes and out of the ring. Isis immediately takes a few steps back with a smirk as the Voice of the People pulls herself up and sees Morales staring at her,

Zack: Already Isis has proclaimed the ring as her own in the early goings of the match and Misty is going to figure out how to get out of the bricks.

Mal: Isis is going to do her best to keep the momentum on her side for the whole match if she could.

Isis invited Misty to get back in the ring with her and the Voice of the People hopped up onto the apron, causing the Titaness to swing her arm in a back fist attempt but Misty ducks out of the way and hops on the bottom rope to hook her hands around the throat of Morales and jerk her downward, garroting her across the ropes. Morales stumbles back and Misty immediately takes her aim of running forward and dropkicking Isis straight in the left shoulder, causing her to take a face of pain. Whitmore quickly takes a running start, bounding backward off the turnbuckle and getting a running front dropkick this time around across the shoulder of Isis once more, ducking a sweeping arm before Misty stops to leap upward for a shining wizard across the back of the left arm of Isis. She lets out a snarl and sweeps an arm downward at Misty, but Whitmore ducks that one and pops off a jumping calf kick across her left arm, causing Isis to take a knee as she grips her shoulder.

Misty quickly captures the momentum by leaping upward from behind Isis and tearing into both shoulders with a lungblower, her hands wrapped around her neck as the Titaness gets those knees in the back and rolls on the mat, standing up for a moment to find herself in the corner, only for Misty to come running towards her and Whitmore running into a handspring and body splashing across Morales! Morales however catches her, walking her around but Isis gets Misty’s legs wrapped around her throat and takes her over from a hurricanrana into a rolling pin!

OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTWWW--!!

Misty doesn’t get more than that before Isis bench presses her up and out!

Zack: Whitmore is doing her best to stick and move on Isis, but the Future Shock champion usually doesn’t stay down that long and we may be seeing a return to form in only moments after that kickout!

Isis looks to be favoring her left arm in particular but the moment both she and the Voice of the People are standing, even referee Valero is left to wince as the first thing Morales does is jack Misty’s jaw with a straight out forearm to the face, leaving Whitmore stumbling backward, only for Isis to jerk her right back and catch her across the jaw once more, sending her leaning into the second rope and staying there for a moment before Morales is on the attack again, wrapping her arms around the waist of Misty and powering her upward with a stalling German suplex before finally spiking her on the back of her head! Misty drops on her head and lands on her front as Isis goes right back after her, hoisting her upward on her shoulders now before letting her go over and behind her, dropping her face first on the mat and down across the ground as she laid there. There wasn’t any moment to get a breather however as Isis was already on her lifted her up for a powerbomb but seemed to be fighting to use both arms, even with the size advantage. Misty began peppering Isis’s head with a few quick shots on the head and attempted another rana!

Isis however wrapped both arms around Whtimore’s legs and wrenched the Voice of the People right back to her before pushing her away and catching her throat with one hand before lifting her right back upward and sending Misty right back into the mat, planting her with authority! Whitmore goes down on the mat, in the middle of the ring as Isis’s face cracks with a smirk, watching as Misy struggles to get herself upward. She puts her hands down on the mat, trying to push herself up... But when she’s up on all fours, Isis takes off and catches her with a running curb stomp, planting Misty right back on the mat before Isis covers!

OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!

TTTHHHRREE---!!

...

KICKOUT!!

Zack: TITANESS STOMP!! Isis nearly had that one right there and it may be all over but the Voyage at this point!

Mal: Misty’s got a few more tricks up her sleeve than that, and she’s gotta have something planned here!

Isis however doesn’t seem to be too worried as she looks down at Misty, staring at the Voice of the People as Valero shows Morales it was just a two count. Morales doesn’t seem to be too worried however and makes the sign for the Voyage To Armageddon. She quickly puts a hand on the back of her neck, before hefting her upward on her shoulders and with a smirk, Isis gets ready to swing Misty out, but Whitmore begins to pepper Isis’s head, sandwiching her with shots of her elbow and her knee, moving in a stiff rhythm one after the next and slowing Isis’s attempt on that Fireman’s Carry Facebuster. Isis comes to a pause before trying to swing Misty around, but instead of her accomplishing swinging her to the front, Misty sweeps her front behind Isis while grabbing her arm. She uses both arms to clutch that left arm she’d been working over all this time to put a cobra clutch on Isis, piggy backing behind her! Isis’s eyes go wide and she immediately backs up into the turnbuckle, rushing backward and crushing Misty...

But it’s no good! Whitmore stays put, seemingly only squeezing the cobra clutch she’s got on tighter! Morales takes off to another turnbuckle and crushes Misty between her back and it, but Whitmore remains completely steadfast! Before long, Isis has downright exhausted herself crushing Misty into every single turnbuckle but Whitmore hasn’t budged an inch, crushing Isis’ windpipe with her own arm and pulling herself back to put all her weight and gravity to do the rest on Isis’s worn arm!

Zack: I don’t think I’ve ever seen this before! Misty came in with a strategy tonight! She’s using Isis’s arm against her and trying to choke her out with that piggy back cobra clutch!

Mal: We’ve seen Misty absorb endless amount of punishment and make use of her size, so this was probably the best strategy for her. Focus entirely on doing as much damage as she could striking Isis’s arm, and then choke out the Titaness!

Before long Isis has dropped to her knees, as Misty continues throttling on that piggy back cobra clutch! She continues holding on for dear life as Valero grabs Isis’s free arm and lifts it up, letting it drop to the ground. Valero lifts her arm once more, watching closely before Isis’s arm shoots upward and with eyes snapping open she shoots herself back up and runs headlong towards the corner, turning at the last second! Misty however leapfrogs over Isis as she sends herself careening into the corner and sitting down there as Misty quickly takes to the top of the ring ropes and runs off of them, leaping off and dropkicking Isis square in the head, sandwiching her skull between boot and turnbuckle! Isis rolls out of the corner with a hand on her jaw as she rolls on her knees in the middle of the ring while Misty begins punching the mat, begging for Isis to turn around as the entire Tacoma Dome begins stomping the ground along with the beat of Misty’s!

Zack: Misty with the TELUM and we might be going to the stars!

Mal: We might be looking at the Ad Astra!  

As Isis rises to her feet, Misty leaps at her but Isis turns into getting Misty into a Fireman’s Carry! It looks like Voyage is to soon follow after but once again Misty begins to get free, peppering the head of Morales with a few explosive elbow shots to the dome of the Titaness before she gets free! Whitmore drops on her feet and runs towards the rope, springing off ropes... Before Isis swats her out of the sky with a stiff forearm! With Whitmore dropping on her knees, Isis forces her up with fury, hooking their arms together before twisting Misty around and hooking hers with her own while her legs stay hanging in the air. The Titaness looks upward at the Femme For All banner hanging in the rafters of the Tacoma Dome before turning her attention to the commentary table and staring Mallory Bennett right in the eye as she sits out and spikes Whitmore’s head right into the mat!

Zack: ISIS CALLS THAT THE DOOMSDAY DRIVER AND MY GOD!

Mal: ...

OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!

...

TTTTHHRRREEEEEE!!

DING! DING! DING!

Anita: Here is your winner and advancing in the Femme For All tournament... “THE TITANESS OF DESTRUCTION” ...ISIS MORALES!!

Zack: Misty did her best escaping from the Voyage To Armageddon at every turn and even had a strategy going in, but it wasn’t enough to overcome the Titaness!

Valero raises Isis’s arm as the Titaness smiles wide before rolling out of the ring. She stops short to the commentary booth just as Mallory stands up and Isis stands over her. She stares down at her with a smirk before walking away from her, brushing shoulders and enjoying her victory once more as she rolls into the ring and tells Valero to raise her hand once more!
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The graphic on the video wall shows that the Unity title defense was coming up next before we head back to the ring.

Anita: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FFW Unity Tag Team Championship!

Zack: I expect a divided crowd for this one, folks. The Unity titles are up for grabs, and joining me is one Alysson Gardner. And I suspect she’ll be behind the challengers for this one. Welcome to the booth.

Alysson: Hey there, Zack! I wouldn’t miss Sin and Sacrifice for nothing and, hey. I don’t want to sound too obvious but ehhhhh, y’know, it’s my future wife up there, so...

A synthetic bumping noise fills the arena as the house lights dim a little, quickly being replaced by rainbow-coloured strobe lighting. The bumping is replaced by a shaking, and a series of other noises as The Edge of Glory builds.

Anita: On their way to the ring, hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland by way of Los Angeles, California and Spartanburg, South Carolina, at a combined weight of 274 pounds, please welcome to the ring Valerie Lamb and Erica Horton! QUEENS OF THE MODERN AGE!

Finally, the lyrics hit and dry ice creeps up, coming about half an inch high. From the curtain steps first Erica, soon followed Valerie. The sisters raise their arms to the crowd, acknowledging their cheers. They split, one to each end of the stage, hyping the crowd. Reuniting in the middle, they begin their walk to the ring. They walk side by side, outer arms outstretched and high-fiving fans at they go. Reaching the ring, Valerie takes the steps nearest the ramp and Erica walks towards the steps. The pair then take to opposing corners, ascending the turnbuckles and posing in their various forms before dropping down and meeting in their corner, discussing the match as The Edge of Glory fades out.

Zack: What we have here are two teams who know what it takes to beat the longest reigning Unity Champions in FFW history, that being the One Woman Show. So I can’t think of two better teams to meet for Unity gold!

Alysson: And it goes far beyond just knowing how to do it, Zack! The McFarlane family runs on love for the sport, and Valerie -- I’ll talk about her because it’s the sister I know better -- she LIVES for the stage and she BREATHES professional wrestling! If there ever was a blockbuster of a match for a championship such as the Unity Championships, this is it!

IKU ZO!

[Cue the chiptunes and 8-bit sprites! Coming dashing out from the back is Andi Takata, hopping about excitedly, while her partner Kaoru Asaka follows behind at a more reasonable pace....]

Anita: INTRODUCING AT THIS TIME, AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 280 POUNDS... HAILING FROM AKASAKA, TOKYO, JAPAN...

[As Kaoru crouches at the top of the ramp, Andi takes off towards the crowd to get them dancing along with her, side to side!]

Anita: SHE IS THE RAGING INFERNO OF FEMME FATALE.... KAORU. BLLLLAZING RAAAAGE ASAAAAKAAA!!

[Asaka springs up with her fist high in the air, and walks down to the ring, past...]

Anita: AND HER PARTNER, HAILING FROM THE GREAT COSMOS...

[Asaka tries to get past Andi to get to the ring, as she's hopping around and excited to be here!]

Anita: SHE IS THE THE INTERGLACTIC IDOL PRINCESS..

[Andi positions herself! Step out, arm up.]

Anita: THE "LUCKY STAR" ANDIIIIIIIII TAAAAKATAAAAA!!!!!!

[POSE! Crowd loves it! Then both girls slide in under the bottom rope, and make their way to opposite turnbuckles.]

Anita: TOGETHER... THEY ARE.....

[Wyld Stallyns? NO! The girls ascend the turnbuckles!]

Anita: The reigning and defending FFW Unity Tag Team Champions…...THE BUUUURNING STAAAAAAR EXPREEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!

[And they climb down from the turnbuckles and get ready for their match as the music fades down.]

Zack: There’s no question that the BSX is one of the most beloved teams in all of FFW. And let’s call a spade a spade, they have won every tag title FFW offers today. But unlike the team they defeated to get those titles, the challengers are definitely on the same page and there’s no special referee tonight.

Alysson: And this is what’s going to make this such a marquee match. If when Andi and Kaoru faced the One-Woman Show, it was all about overcoming the BS, now they’re taking on two students of the game who are nothing like Shaughnessy and Charlotte. We have four fan favorites in the ring right now, and for those who are fans of tag team wrestling, you don’t want to miss this!

Referee Jennifer Stringer took the Unity titles from the champions, and held them above her head before she handed them off to Anita as she left the ring. Both teams shook hands in the center of the ring before the referee called for the bell. Kaoru and Valerie start for their teams before they locked up in the center. Valerie began to push her backwards towards the ropes before Asaka surprised her with a drop toe hold across the middle rope. Lamb landed on her neck, causing her to cough before Kaoru pulled her up and began to unleash a series of knife edge chops across her chest one after another. The sound of the flesh smacking could be heard around the arena before Asaka shoved her into the ropes. Val bounced against them before Asaka snapped her arms around her waist, and dropped her with a belly to belly suplex. The redhead was a little slower to get up before Kaoru grabbed her arm and raised it over her head before firing a series of kicks into her abdomen before she jerked her forward into a belly to belly overhead that caused Valerie to land upside down against the corner.

Alysson: Kaoru is using that strength to good use to start this match off, that suplex took more wind from Val’s chest than your average front suplex.

Zack: Kaoru is definitely trying to wear Val down, and she’s on the right path! Asaka loves these suplexes, Val might could do without them if she had her choice.

Kaoru waited for Val to get up before a corner clothesline crunched her in the corner, causing Lamb to fall to a seat in the BSX corner. Kaoru tagged Andi, who stepped in and delivered a basement dropkick into her chest. She tagged Kaoru, who came in with a basement dropkick. Another tag, Andi did it again. Another tag, Kaoru did it again. Another tag, Kaoru did it again before one last tag saw them both connect with double basement dropkicks to her chest. Andi hopped back to her feet as Val clutched her chest in pain.

Zack: I don’t think I’ve seen that many tags that fast in a long time, and Valerie’s chest has to feel like it’s been caved in after a seemingly endless series of basement dropkicks courtesy of the BSX.

Alysson: The Burning Star Express has been a solid tag team far before coming to FFw, they’re a phenomenon in pro wrestling, and they know one another like they were tagging with themselves. This fast rotation between them is only proof of that, and Val may want to tag Erica in very soon.

Valerie started to crawl out of the champions’ corner as Andi moved along behind her, catching her with a couple kicks in the chest that sat her up on her knees. Val sat up, clutching her chest before Andi bounced off the near side as Val was getting up, only to take her down with a running bulldog. She pulled her up from behind, and looked to be going for some kind of suplex. But Val began to fire back elbows into both sides of her head, trying to get free. Three of them connect before Andi finally lets go. Val turns into her, grabbing her arm and jerking her forward into a short arm clothesline that puts the alien princess down. Lamb leans over a moment, trying to catch her breath as she holds her chest in pain. She happens to glance over to see Andi starting to get up, surprising her with a mule kick that doubled the champion over. Valerie grabbed her head, and drilled her with a DDT. But with Andi down, Val sat up and looked across the ring to see Erica in the corner with a hand outstretched for a tag.

Alysson: Here we go, Val’s in the game, and Erica is ready to rock!

Zack: Valerie Lamb has her eyes on her partner and sister, and she could use the reprieve! Her chest must feel like it’s on fire.

The redhead starts to head towards her corner before Andi grabs her ankle to keep her from getting very far. The Hall of Famer turns back towards Andi, pulling her back to her feet and dealing a few European uppercuts into her head. It rocked Andi backwards before Val fired her across to the far side. As Andi rebounded, Val lowered her head and Andi rolled over her back. When Lamb stood back up, Andi caught her arms from behind and fell forward into a backslide pin! Stringer dropped to make the count.

Zack: Val lowered her head a second too soon, Andi with a backslide!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!

Valerie kicked out after the two. And as both women sat up on their knees, Valerie popped up to her feet and connected with a shining wizard to the back of her head that sends the alien face down on the canvas. Lamb looks back to her sister, still rubbing her chest in pain.

Alysson: Two-count, Val’s up and-- KNEE TO THE TEMPLE, ANDI’S DOWN! It’s Val’s chance, Erica’s ready!

Valerie made a beeline for her corner, making the tag to Erica. The blonde stepped into the ring as Andi was beginning to get up. She mowed her down with a clothesline, but kept running. As Takata started to get back to her feet, Erica hit the ropes again with a second clothesline tht put her back down. Horton kept on the move as Andi got back up. Takata ducked her head to avoid a third clothesline but Erica slipped around behind her. Andi raised her head, got tapped on the shoulder. And when Andi turned, she ate a facebuster from Erica! She quickly rolled her over, and made the cover as the referee fell to count.

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Zack: Erica’s picked up the pace big time, and she is knocking Andi senseless! She better stay on her though.

Andi kicked out after the two as Erica sat back up, trying to rally the Queens fans by pounding the mat and getting back to her feet. Horton started to pick up speed all over again as she took off towards the ropes. As Andi got back to her feet, Erica left hers and connected with a 720 DDT!

Alysson: WHOA, look at her go! Something sparked in Erica since winning the Queens that match at Unstoppable, and now… She’s on fire!

Erica headed for the neutral corner, and climbed up to the top rope. She stood tall, watching Andi like a hawk as she waved for her to get up. Takata began to stir and rise back to her feet. When she turned around, Erica came off the top rope with a missile dropkick! But Andi took two steps backwards, and Erica crashed onto the canvas. Andi quickly grabbed her feet, and catapulted her into the other neutral corner. Erica crashed head first into the corner before turning around, ad stumbling out...into a superkick from Andi. But both women hit the mat on impact!

Zack: Andi must have felt that dropkick coming, and made Erica pay for it! One nasty superkick, and they’re both down! Takata’s had a lot taken out of her, as much as Erica easily.

Alysson: Erica burned most of her gas in her assault, and Andi, she has this thing where she can read her opponent's’ moves like it’s supernatural. If Val has recovered from the shots to the chest, and I know for a fact Kaoru is good to go, both may need to tag out!

Both women seemed as though they heard Alysson as they raised their heads, looking for their corners before they began to move in those directions. Due to the fact Andi was closer to her corner, she made the tag first. As Erica got within arm’s reach, Kaoru darted into the ring and caught her with an elbow to the back of her head to stop her from getting any further. She quickly dragged her back away from Valerie. She pulled her up into a clinch before firing knees into her face. Erica staggers backwards on her feet as Kaoru takes off towards her. Erica caught her coming in, scooping her up with a stun gun across the top rope. Asaka hit the mat hard as Erica dropped to her knees, trying to catch her breath as she saw her sister with her hand out for the tag.

Alysson: Andi got to tag out, and Kaoru kept her from reaching for Val as long as she could, but now it’s her perfect chance!

Zack: That it is! Erica must feel like she’s a mile away when it’s only about 20 feet! She just has to get there!

Erica dropped to all fours and began to crawl towards her corner. She almost made it before Kaoru grabbed her by the foot. She started dragging her backwards as Erica hopped up to one foot, turning into her and connecting with an enzuigiri to the back of her head. Kaoru faceplanted on the mat before Erica looked back to her sister for a moment. Val’s hand was still out as Kaoru was starting to get back up. Erica looked back to her opponent, and connected with her double knee jumping backbreaker! Erica lunged across her for the cover as Stringer fell to count!

Zack: BACKSTABBER! That’s Erica’s finisher, and she’s got the cover!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOOOOOOOOOO!!!

A baseball slide from Andi sent Erica rolling off the cover before the princess rolled out of the ring. Both women lay on the canvas as Valerie screamed at her sister to tag her, literally leaning double over the top rope reaching for her.

Alysson: Erica scored her finisher on Kaoru but Andi was on the ball! Valerie is BEGGING for Erica to tag her in, and I’m gonna bet Andi’s gonna do the same now!

This time, Erica was closer to her corner as she rolled onto her stomach and began to move towards her sister. Valerie leaned over the top rope, practically antsy with anticipation before Erica lunged forward and made the tag. Valerie came into the ring like a blur. Kaoru started to get to her feet, only for Valerie to take off towards the ropes. As Asaka turned, Valerie scored with a spear a la her fiance in the booth. She quickly nipped up to her feet as Andi was coming in to try to slow her down. A back heel kick to the ribs doubled the alien princess over before Valerie darted for the ropes. A clothesline took Andi up and over the top rope before Lamb kept running. And as Kaoru rolled over onto her back, Lamb used the middle rope for a springboard into a moonsault onto Asaka before hooking the far leg for the cover! Stringer dropped to count it!

Alysson: SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT! One of Val’s specialities, and a cover!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!!

Lamb was pulled by her foot off the cover by Andi on the floor. The redhead rolled onto her back, and began kicking at her head before she finally let go. Val rolled to her feet, and threw up the devil horn symbol with her hand.

Zack: Valerie scored with the moonsault, but Andi pulled her off! With Takata down, Val’s giving the signal for the gutwrench!

Valerie pulled Kaoru up into position for the gutwrench powerbomb with the people in the Tacoma Dome standing on their feet. And as she went to lift her, Andi darted back into the ring and caught her with a bicycle kick to the head that dropped her. She didn’t have time to think about it before Erica was back up, and charged the alien princess with a Thesz press and began to unload with right hands on her head!

Zack: Stringer’s lost control now, Andi’s stopped every pin attempt and Erica’s had enough of it! Kaoru and Val are down, they’re the legal women in this match!

Alysson: Andi denied Val the Lamb to the Slaughter powerbomb, Erica decided to join in the fun, and all hell has broken loose! And Stringer… she hardly knows where she’s at!

Valerie got back to her feet first, pulling Kaoru up into position and nailing the gutwrench powerbomb she had been looking for! She quickly dropped to make the cover….but there was no referee as she was trying to get Andi and Erica out of the ring. The fans counted it instead!

Fans: ONE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

This got the referee’s attention before she finally spun around, and went to make the count herself as Val pounded the mat.

Alysson: NOW IT’S FOR REAL!!!

ONE!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!!

Kaoru got her shoulder up barely in time as Valerie looked up to the referee. Stringer only showed two fingers at this point as the redhead started back to her feet, annoyed now.

Zack: I think she had it! I think Val had the Unity titles right between her fingers, but the referee was trying to get Andi and Erica out...and it gave Kaoru a chance to recover!

Alysson: We’ll never know if Kaoru actually had that chance of it she just capitalized on referee Stringer not seeing it to kick out at the last possible moment and save up some energy, but the Lamb to the Slaughter powerbomb DID happen, so I’m gonna bet on Ms. Stringer’s distraction being the game changer here!

Val looked up to the corner, pointing to the top rope which the crowd supported the idea. She headed for it, and began her ascent.

Zack: I have a feeling we’re about to see a CURTAIN CALL right here!

Alysson: And if she manages to score that one, I’m not sure Kaoru’s gonna get out of that like she did the Lamb to the Slaughter powerbomb!!!

Valerie perched herself as Andi monkey flipped Erica to the floor through the ropes. Takata hopped to her feet, and ran the ropes. It caused Val to lose her balance and take a header to the canvas instead.

Zack: Andi just threw Erica out, and saw what Val was doing! Lamb landed hard on the canvas, and that’s not a good place to be with the BSX!

Alysson: Val just took a nosedive from the top turnbuckle, I mean-- Andi knew what was going on and now Val’s in a world of trouble!

Kaoru got back to her feet, pulling Val up into the brainbuster position. Andi took off, and delivered a superkick into her head before Kaoru finished the brainbuster!

Zack: That’s the ZEN BLASTER!! Here comes Erica back in!!

As Kaoru went for the cover, Andi launched herself at Erica with a flying clothesline that sent them both crashing to the floor. Stringer dropped to count.

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Stringer called for the bell as Andi managed to make it back to her feet, sliding into the ring as the referee raised both her and Kaoru’s hands in victory.

Alysson: AWWWWW! Well, that was an awesome match and… Well, say it for me, Anita!

Anita: Here are your winners….AND STILL FFW Unity Champions………..THE BURNING STAR EXPRESS!!!!

Zack: It was back and forth, the momentum went in about a half dozen directions! But the BSX have made their first successful defense of the Unity Championship!

Alysson: Against one hell of a team, let’s not forget that! Valerie Lamb is -- and I’m not padding it because I live with her -- is a Hall of Famer, two-time tag team champion in FFW, and Erica is one hell of a hungry one, but the Express rides high tonight!

Andi and Kaoru gave each other a hug and a high five. Erica made it back into the ring as the BSX helped the Queens to their feet, and shook their hands in respect.

Zack: A lot of class and a great show of sportsmanship from both teams. They left it all in the ring tonight in Tacoma.

Alysson: Exactly how we expected they would! I said it once, I’ll say it a million times: these girls are special, Zack. Believe me, the entire crowd of FFW Faithful won tonight.

As the Queens rolled out to the floor, Andi and Kaoru raised their Unity titles high in celebration before we head to a commercial for FFW’s Global Wars.




Written by Mark

The show heads back to the ring, and there we find the beautiful Anita with her microphone in hand, her bright smile etched on her face.

Anita: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And the winner gets the next FFW Evolution Championship match!

Mai: You want to talk about a match that has been needing to happen? I don’t care who wins, I hope they just destroy each other honestly.

Zack: These two have a lot of history between them, and I don’t expect this to be a purist’s dream match as much as a bitter fight.

The lights dim inside of the arena as a certain hip-hop, high energy beat begins to play over the PA system, as multiple white lights begin to swirl and strobe around the arena as the LCD screen comes alive with the images of a young figure walking towards the screen in a blue hoodie, sweatpants and boxing gloves, walking slowly and forward with a purpose as they begin to shadow box until throwing a right straight towards the screen, a loud “WOO” coming across the PA system as the words “EILEEN AMARO” appear on the screen before Eileen Amaro walks out of the curtain and onto the entrance stage to the roar of the crowd, feet bouncing to the rhythm of B.A.P.’s “Punch” playing over the PA system as her eyes shift to and focus entirely on the ring that’s just down below the entrance ramp.

Anita: From Chicago, Illinois by way of Ocean City, Maryland…weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds…she is EILEEEEEEEEEEN...AMAAAAAAROOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Eileen takes in a deep breath, beginning to strafe left and right with short hops. She begins to shadow box with her wrapped fists before she begins to make her way across the ramp, the fans across reaching out to her as she gradually extends her arm and some even being able to get a touch, although the woman’s focus remains on the squared circle and nothing else as she climbs up the steel steps, climbing up the top rope closest to her while “Punch” reaches its chorus.

ERR! ERR! ERRBODY PUNCH!
(GET ‘EM UP, GET ‘EM UP, GET ‘EM UP HIGH!)
ERR! ERR! ERRBODY PUNCH!
(HIT ‘EM UP HIT ‘EM UP HIT ‘EM UP!)


As the first bit of the chorus hits, she throws a high uppercut in the air, keeping that right arm extended for a moment, throwing in a few more shadow boxing punches before leaping off the top rope, throwing another punch up towards the air before taking her stance in the nearest neutral corner, rolling her neck from side to side before returning to bouncing up and down to keep herself in rhythm, throwing a few more shadow punches in for good measure; getting loose and limber for the fight that was ahead of her.

Zack: Eileen Amaro looks as ready as ever for a match I know she’s been wanting for awhile now. She made her return to the ring at this event last year, but it’s not a bottle blonde she’s dealing with here.

Mai: Hello to you, Maddie. That match didn’t have half the stakes involved as this oe did, that one was just for Eileen to try to avenge some losses before she left.

“A little wicked... That’s what he calls me... ‘Cause that’s what I am...
...That’s what I am.”


The arena is bathed in green spotlights as Christian Kincaid stops after coming through the curtain at the top of the ramp. He smiles slightly, looking back behind him as Stephanie Stefano emerges shortly after him in her ring gear with a leather jacket as she stares out at the crowd as they boo her. She continues to stand with Kincaid who takes the rolled up newspaper from her that she has in hand. Finally the two of them walk to the ring, dead set as Steph finishes up wrapping her left hand.

“No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne,
No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne.
Beware the patient woman, cause this much I know,
No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne.”


Anita: Coming to the ring accompanied by Christian Kincaid... From Berkeley, California and weighing in at none of your business... THE STEPHANIE STEFANO!!

“CAUSE I AM, I AM A LITTLE WICKED! I AM, I AM...!
HANDS RED, HANDS RED JUST LIKE HE SAID!
I AM...A LITTLE WICKED.”


The wicked wrestler stands in the center of the ring, wrists crossed and head bowed as the green spotlights bathe her while CK is leaned in the corner with a smirk before her song fades out and the lighting returns to normal.

Zack: Steph Stefano has been having about the worst span in her career, she’s been put down for more than one big match of late. And I suspect she’s going to be more vicious than ever tonight.

Mai: Nothing fires you up like losing a couple big matches. Plus when you add to the fact that she dislikes Eileen immensely, this...this will be fun to watch!

Referee Kevin Fisk calls for the bell to start the match as both women make a beeline towards the center, and the trash talking has already begun. Steph starts running her mouth before Eileen begins to give the verbal static right back. The fans are already on their feet in anticipation before Steph slaps the taste out of Eileen’s mouth. And before she can fire back, Stefano begins unloading with right hands to the jaw one after another. She backs Amaro into the ropes before she fires her across to the far side. But Amaro rebounds into a Thesz press, and lands blistering right hands of her own that cause the crowd to make plenty of noise. Stefano uses a monkey flip to send her off. As both women get to their feet, Eileen fires a trio of kicks into her abdomen before she has a chance to grab her. Amaro starts hitting European uppercuts that drive Steph back into the corner. A whip across to the far corner sees Steph stop herself before she connects. But as she turns around, Eileen is already barreling towards her with a Superman punch that drops her against the corner in a seat.

Zack: I think it’s safe to say that Eileen will have the speed advantage here, not that it matters right now as she is absolutely smothering Steph with offense!

Mai: I told you that this needed to happen for a long time, Zack. And the un part is this probably won’t be the last time we get to see it if either of them become Evolution Champion!

Amaro begins stomping away at Steph as she sat in the corner before using the middle rope for a springboard into a basement dropkick into her chest. It doubled Steph over before Eileen pulled her back to her feet. She climbed up onto the middle turnbuckle, raising her fist as the fans in Tacoma began to count ten with shot after shot into Steph’s head. When she finally hopped down, Steph took three steps out of the corner and faceplanted herself on the canvas...a la the Flair flop. Eileen wasted no time whatsoever as she took off towards the ropes, using them for a springboard once again into a Lionsault as Steph managed to roll onto her back and absorb the impact anyway.

Mai: Eileen’s worked up, and Steph’s getting the worst end of it here. Maybe we’ll get lucky, and one of them will cripple the other.

Zack: What a disgusting comment that comes as no surprise! Eileen is all offense, and Steph’s just taking a pounding! But one thing we know about Stefano is that she can absorb tremendous sums of punishment.

Amaro seemed to think if she wanted to go for a cover, but thought better of it as she got back to her feet again. A few well placed kicks into Steph’s ribs were added for good measure before she jerked her back to her feet again. Eileen whipped her across for the ride, but Stefano reversed it instead. Amaro bounced off the nearside before Steph popped her into the air and into a lariat from there! Eileen collapsed to the mat as Steph dropped to her knees as well.

Zack: That’s the first time I’ve seen Steph hit the Walk of Shame on defense! She finally mowed Amaro down, but she has to get her marbles back together.

Mai: Eileen got the wind knocked out of her, Steph’s been a human heavy bag so far. This is already the best match all night for me!

Eileen started to get back up before Steph followed after her, spinning her around and delivering a pair of kidney punches. It staggered the former Tsunami before she shoved her into the corner. Steph lowered her shoulder, and began to drive shoulder thrusts into her lower back repeatedly. Stefano grabbed her into a full nelson before dragging her out of the corner, and turning it into a slam on the canvas. Eileen was clearly in pain at this point as she rolled onto her stomach to try to get up, only for the Witch of Wall Street to drive a stomp into her kidneys again. She jerked her back to her feet long enough to put her back down with a hair pull backbreaker.

Zack: Steph’s in firm control now. She managed to weather the storm Eileen present, and she’s going to work o her lower back and kidneys.

Mai: You can tell how much they hate each other, Zack. Neither of them have gone for a pin yet, they just want to beat the hell out of each other.

Eileen tried to get up again, firing a few right hands into Steph’s midsection till a clubbing blow across her back stopped that. Steph planted her head between her legs, and hoisted her up before delivering a turnbuckle powerbomb that folded Eileen up in the corner. At this point, Steph began talking some smack again before she took off towards the ropes, and rebounded with a running knee trembler into the side of Amaro’s head. She dragged her by the feet out of the corner and got her into position before connecting with a catapult backbreaker! Stefano rolled back to her feet, grabbing Eileen’s legs again and applying her reverse Boston crab.

Mai: Even more to my point, Steph isn’t trying to pin her. She wants to make her submit, and with all the work she’s done already, we already know Amaro’s a born quitter.

Zack: What an asinine comment! But Steph does have the RATINGS SPIKE well applied, and Eileen’s back is going to be suffering for it as a result!

Fisk dropped down to ask Eileen if she wanted to submit, and that got a definite negative response. Stefano told her to quit, shouting derogatory comments down at her as Eileen looked like she was going to spit in her face. But instead, she pushed up onto her elbows and began to try to crawl towards the ropes. They weren’t that far away to begin with before she managed to lunge forward, and wrap an arm around them. Fisk called for the break, but had to exercise a four count before Steph released the hold. The live crowd showed no appreciation for the recent Evolution Champion as Eileen used the ropes to help her get to her feet. Steph doubled back to grab her, only to get a mule kick in the ribs when she got close enough to her. Eileen turned around, and delivered a couple more kicks into the sternum before she took off towards the ropes. She rebounded quickly, only for Steph to spi into her and turn it into a spinebuster with nothing but impact! She hooked the far leg as she rolled into a cover.

Zack: Eileen was starting to rally, but Steph stopped her cold with that spinebuster! And now Steph’s ready to hit the showers!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Fisk only got to two, showing it to Steph as she started back to her feet. Stefano began to circle around behind Eileen with a smirk on her face, telling her to get back up.

Mai: Steph may have only gotten a two count, but I don’t think it bothers her too much. Just means she gets to pound on her some more, and I’m alright with that.

Eileen pushed up to her feet slowly as Steph went for the full nelson bulldog, Eileen’s old signature! She hit it and got back to her feet with a grin to the crowd...only for Eileen to get back up behind her shaking her head. Christian pointed behind Steph before she saw him and turned around, only to walk into a facebreaker knee smash into two kesagiri chops into a flapjack kneebuster and finally shining kenka kick! And the crowd roared!

Zack: Steph went for the Wipeout...and I think it woke her up! She wanted to know what a Stardust Crusade is...she just found out!

Mai: How many times does it take for her to learn, Zack?! It’s like giving spinach to Popeye apparently with that move!

Steph started to get back to her feet finally, only to turn into Eileen who sent her flying with a leg hook Saito suplex. Amaro gathered herself for a moment before she took off towards the ropes, using them for a springboard into a senton across Steph’s body. Amaro rolled back to her feet, still favoring her back. As Steph started to try to get up again, Eileen caught her in a lifting hammerlock cradle into a sitout side powerslam!

Zack: GETSUGA TENSHO!! Amaro’s on fire, and Steph’s three seconds from the end of the night here! Eileen’s got the cover!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOO!!

Steph managed to roll her shoulder before the three came down as Eileen started back to her feet. Her back was still hurting as she leaned over, clutching her hand to it trying to get relief.

Mai: You said Steph can take a lot of punishment and abuse, well...she’s living up to that there. But Eileen can’t follow up as quickly as she normally would.

Stefano began to crawl away, trying to create some distance before she got back to her feet. Eileen bounced off the ropes behind her and left her feet for a reverse tornado DDT that spiked her right back into the canvas again. Eileen rolled over on top of her, hooking the outside leg for another cover as Fisk dropped to count.

Mai: Wow! Okay, Steph may not make it out this time!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!!

Stefano’s shoulder popped up again before the three was about to touch the mat. Eileen sat up, breathing heavily with her teeth gritted as she started back to her feet.

Zack: A heartbeat...it was only a heartbeat away for Eileen right there! She’s so close she can feel it!

Eileen began rallying the crowd, causing them to get louder as she headed for the ropes and screamed for Stefano to get back up. Steph was more than a little dazed for obvious reasons as she made it to her hands and knees, trying to get her bearings before she began to rise back to her feet. Eileen spun her around, putting her into position for what looked like a double ax handle and tried to lift her. But Amaro’s back gave out, and she dropped her before Steph spun her around into the reverse jumping bulldog!

Mai: There’s the WALK OF SHAME….again on defense! I think Eileen was looking for the Riptide right there!

Zack: I think you’re right, but all the damage done to that back...it gave out on her! And now Steph’s in the corner….we know where this is heading!

Steph: GOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!

Eileen rolled to her stomach, and up to her hands and knees before Stefano barreled out of the corner with a running punt into her head that sent Eileen’s head snapping on impact! Steph dropped into a cover, hooking both legs!

Zack: THE HEADLINE!!! A concussive punt from Stefano!!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Fisk called for the bell as the fans in the Dome were none too happy, boos beginning to fill the facility as Christian rolled into the ring to help Steph back to her feet. The referee raised her had to make it official.

Mai: Someone want to get Eileen’s gray matter, I think it landed behind me over here!

Anita: Here is your winner……’THE’ STEPH STEFANO!!!!!!!!!

Zack: Eileen gave one hell of a fight, and I think she had here as close to defeat as humanly possible! But nobody is gonna get up from that punt kick to the skull!

Christian raised Steph’s hand, congratulating her as she leaned against the ropes to try to catch her breath. She looked down to Eileen with disgust, turning around and kicking figurative dust onto her before she raised her own hand again.

Zack: I am like you in that I don’t think this will be the last time we see these two meet. But tonight in Tacoma, it was Steph Stefano putting Eileen away in one hell of a grudge match!

As Steph basked in the disdain of the crowd after rolling out to the floor with her manager, we head to a commercial for Future Shock.





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We return to the back where we find Adam once more, but this time he’s sitting next to Mandy somewhere within the confines of the arena.

Adam: After watching your sister earlier, I think she put up a great fight against Lily-Rose. But now that they are tied, one day I’d like to see a rubber match. What’d you think?

Mandy nods.

Mandy: I think it’s due. No one’s gonna be happy with a tie. Not even I would be and I like to think I’m quite laid back.

Adam: We may see it one day, but I saw the lineup for Breaking Point coming up. And guess what? You get to help Team USA in Global Wars. How’s that sound?

Mandy: I like the sound of that! Do I get to team with Jodie then?

Adam: Her too. Cody’s put you into a six woman tag with her and Isis.

Mandy inhales deeply, and exhales it slowly. She doesn’t say anything straight away, likely trying to think of how to go about that thought.

Mandy: Well...to say that’s going to be interesting, given that Jodie cost five points and Isis picked up...I’m going to have to be the neutral ground, aren’t I?

Adam: You guys will go up against Team Ireland and Siobhan. Or better known as Legs & Arse and Riley Riot.

Mandy: THat’s a team that’s largely going to be fine. Muirne and Siobhan are obvious enough and Riley...well, Riley gets on with most people I’ve noticed.

Adam: Could help put Team USA into a better position though. Three points is possible, I think getting a submission in that match may be next to impossible though….with all those women together at the same time in one ring.

Mandy: Submissions in tag matches are damn near impossible at the best of times, so this would be even harder, aye. I just...hope...dearly hope that I could be a decent influence on this team.

Adam: You have your work cut out for you, especially given recent events here and in SVW especially. There may be some...hard feelings between Jodie...and especially Isis.

Mandy: Added to the fact neither of them are especially known for being team players.

Adam nods in agreement as we cut to a graphic advertising that very match before we head back to the ring.





Oh, oh, oh! Oh here we go!
Walkin’, talkin’ like you know,
I want your pretty little psycho!
(Pretty little psycho)

The synths of Porcelain Black’s “Pretty Little Psycho” blares out over the PA
system. The lights in the arena turn blue and black while smoke rises up from the
stage. A white light comes down on a spot on the curtain, accentuating some
movement behind the curtain.

Anita: The following contest is scheduled to be a flaming tables match, and is for
the FFW Ultraviolence Championship! On her way to the ring! She hails from Glasgow,
Scotland and weighs one-hundred-and-thirty-four pounds! She is the “Pretty Little
Psycho”, EMMA MACNAMARA!

Following the announcement, Emma steps out from behind the curtain, a smile on her
face as she hears the crowd’s reaction.. She runs her hands through the sides of
her head, rolling it as she does so.

I’m ready to go, I’m taking chances,
Sipping less from champagne glasses.t
Gotta have you, I’m moving closer.
I won’t take no for an answer.
You’re looking crazy, you’re looking wrong,
Looks like we’re gonna get along.
And once I’ve got you, it’s a fact,
Baby, there’s no turning back.
Make me, make me impressed!
Make me, make me obsessed!


During the verse, Emma walks down the ramp towards the ring, where she stays dead
centre, ignoring everything around her, including the booing from the fans, her
once smiling face now expressionless. Her gaze is directed solely towards the ring.
Reaching the ring, she pulls herself up on the apron and steps through the ropes.
She then walks to her corner, where she stands with her arms folded as the music
fades out.

Zack: Here we have a much anticipated fight, folks, as Emma McNamara challenges for
the Ultraviolence Championship!

Mai: We already know she's capable of much Chaos, Zack. Now it's time to see just how violent the pretty little psycho can get!

As the crunching guitar riff of “Plenty Strong, Plenty Wrong by Maylene & The Sons Of Disaster starts to sound loudly over the arena sound system, Megan Caraway steps out from behind the curtain and onto the stage. The girl takes a second, nodding her head as she looks around the sold out crowd before running a hand over her hair and setting off the down the ramp, her entire focus and attention on the ring.

Anita: Approaching the ring from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 123lbs and standing 5’6” tall. She is the FFW Ultraviolence Champion...MEGAN CARAWAY!!!

Halfway down the ramp, Megan shrugs off her leather jacket, dropping it to the floor without breaking stride and revealing fully the title belt around her waist. Free of the jacket, Megan speeds up for the last couple of strides to the ring, rolling underneath the bottom rope and to her feet, handing off the belt to the appropriate person. She starts to pace the ring, keeping her eyes out for her foe as the former bounty hunter awaits the opening bell.

Zack: And this is what it's all about, folks, the Ultraviolence championship! Can Emma win it away from the champ, who's been on a ride with the title?

Mai: Survey says: Megan's a dead bitch.

Zack: Thank you for being so unbiased in your commentary, Mai.

Mai: Oh what, like your Future Shock buddy is any better than I am?!

The second the ref signals for the bell, Emma comes rushing out of her corner and tackling Megan against the turnbuckles and ramming her shoulder into Caraway's midsection. Megan doesn't get a break from that as McNamara throws her fist repeatedly into her face, then ends the combo with a headbutt! Megan grabs at her head, giving Emma the opportunity to chop across her chest so hard that it floors Megan!

Zack: Right out of the gate Emma is looking to beat the snot out of Caraway! She wants that Ultraviolence title something fierce, Mai!

Mai: Yeah, get 'er girl! Show 'em you're the queen of Ultraviolence!

With Caraway on the mat Emma stomps down on her midsection repeatedly to the boos of the crowd. Emma turns to them, telling them to 'feck off!' before running to the ropes, bouncing back with a seated senton! Emma sits up while Megan is rolling to her side, grabbing her ribs. The psycho grins as she makes her way out of the ring, going under the apron.

Zack: And right when she has the chance Emma goes under the apron, pulling who knows what out to use as a weapon.

Mai: Megan may be the champion here, Zack, but she's dealing with a veteran in the form of a former UV AND Chaos champion!

And in succession, Emma pulls out two kendo sticks, a trash can, a steel chair, a table and a bottle of lighter fluid (as you do), and...a laptop computer? Even McNamara seems confused on the item in question.

Zack: That's...this isn't really the time to be checking your email, Emma.

Mai: Hey, whoever in production forgot to bring their laptop with them after setting up the ring? Say goodbye to your porn. Hope you backed it up.

Shrugging it off, Emma throws the can and a kendo stick into the ring, then slides in with the steel chair. Megan is getting onto her knees now just as Emma raises the chair over her head. Before Caraway gets to her feet Emma smacks the chair into her back, knocking her back down. The psycho grins as she runs to the ropes, bounces back, takes a step onto Megan's back, hops up and stomps her right back down to the mat! Emma then grabs the chair and places it between the padded turnbuckles in a nearby corner, having it set so that the seat is in the center.

Zack: I'm not liking the looks of this, Mai. Emma plans to use that chair as a weapon, but now she's getting creative with it.

Mai: Oh boo hoo, this is the kind of environment where one needs to be innovative, mostly for the sake of blood and gore!

Zack: Glad to see your ethics are in place...

Megan is getting back to her feet, but Emma sees her and throws a few forearms at her before grabbing her hand and whipping her into that corner...

THWACK!

Zack: OH MY GOD! Can we get a replay of that?!

Seconds later the replay shows Megan countering the Irish whip, instead sending Emma headfirst into the steel chair. The camera picks up grunts of pain as Emma grabs her head while Megan is regaining her breath from the beating that she took.

Zack: Astounding counter from Megan! The ball's in her court now.

Readjusting herself, Megan grabs Emma and throws a few fists at her head, then throws her against the ropes. As she comes back Megan bends over and lifts Emma over her head with a back body drop that sends McNamara crashing down. Megan grabs onto the kendo stick Emma had earlier and holds it by the point, stabbing the handle into Emma's ribs in rapid succession.

Zack: It seems only fair that Emma be given a taste of her own medicine after stomping a mudhole into Megan earlier!

Mai: Oh yeah, because feet are just as strong as a kendo stick handle.

Emma manages to away and grabs the ropes for leverage, while Megan gets a hold of the metal trash can. As Emma turns around Megan is holding the can over her head, and then dumps it on top of McNamara! Megan (and the crowd) laughs at the sight of Emma trying to get the can off of her, while Megan gets the kendo stick ready again.

Mai: It's like watching Oscar the Grouch walk for the first time.

Zack: Oscar's never left his trash can, Mai!

Mai: Have you EVER watched the show, Zack, he walks around in the damn thing all the time!

Megan readies the kendo stick, and swings away at the trash can with the stick, hitting every spot she can while driving dents into the can. After enough shots are driven in Emma collapses in a corner, and Megan backs up into an adjacent corner. With a running start Caraway runs at Emma, leaps off the ground and hits a dropkick into the can!

Mai: Okay, that looked pretty sweet, I'll give Megan credit there.

Zack: It was amazing, but the impact of her feet against that metal can had to be painful to her legs!

Indeed Megan rolls away from Emma, grabbing at her legs. The ref checks to see if she's alright and Megan nods, the official allowing the match to continue. Caraway gets to her feet, pulling on Emma's legs to get her out of the trash can, then picks Emma up. She raises her knee to her gut a few times before going for the trash can and dropping it onto the mat in front of Emma. Caraway then drops a few elbows into Emma's back before underhooking both arms. As she raises Emma up for a suplex McNamara swings her legs about to bring her feet back down to the mat. Emma shuffles herself back while Megan struggles to keep Emma in place for the suplex, but before she knows it Emma is now in front of the trash can, and using the strength in her upper body she stands upright, and Megan lets go of her arms as she's dropped into the trash can, crushing it completely! Emma grabs the chair from earlier out of the turnbuckles and holds it in her hands as she glares down at Caraway while she lays on top of the broken trash can. The psycho then slams the chair down repeatedly into Megan's body, the crowd cringing as they watch and beg Emma to stop.

Emma: Where's your champion now?!

The crowd outright boos McNamara for that, but she's not having any of it. Rolling out of the ring, Emma grabs the laptop and brings it back in with her, holding it in her hands as she waits for Megan to get back up.

Mai: How new is that laptop, anyway? I can't see anyone wanting to destroy something with Windows 10 on it.

Zack: That laptop may be small, but it still has to weigh enough to put a hurting on Megan!

As Megan got up to her feet, Emma rushes at Caraway and smashes the laptop into her face, knocking her to the ground. Setting the laptop onto the ring mat, Emma picks Megan up and puts her in place for an Unprettier.

Zack: That's...Emma's looking to drop Megan's face right onto that laptop!

Despite hearing the crowd begging her to not do it, Emma gleefully sits down while driving Megan's head into the laptop! With a sinister grin, Emma realizes it's time, and rolls out of the ring to grab the table and lighter fluid.

Mai: Oh man, did you hear that crunch onto the laptop?! Had to be music to Emma's ears!

Zack: And this might just be music to her as well, hearing Megan cry in agony when she puts her through that table!

Sliding the table in, Emma rolls after it with the fluid in hand. After taking a moment to set the table up, Emma squirts the fluid onto the table, then pulls out a matchbook from her tights, strikes a match, and gleefully sets it ablaze.

Zack: And here's where the match comes to a head! You need to put your opponent through the burning table in order to win!

Mai: With everything Emma had to say before, yanno what, she's gonna get sooo much pleasure out of this.

Megan starts to stir, with Emma pulling her to her feet. Giving her a kick to the midsection, McNamara pulls Megan up for a powerbomb...but Megan shifts her weight back into a hurracanrana!

Zack: Look at that! Megan still has a fighting chance!

Mai: Aw, that's cute, she thinks she can win this still.

The trajectory sends Emma away from the burning table, however, and Megan grabs at her head while she waits for the psycho to get back up. Emma finds her head thrusts between Megan's legs, with the champion preparing another attempt at the double underhook suplex, but this time Emma's quick to react and grabs Megan's feet out from under her, and after checking for the table behind her, falls back! Megan is catapulted into the table, and...

CRUNCH!

DING DING DING!

Anita: Here is your winner...and NEW FFW Ultraviolence Champion...EMMA! MCNAMARA!

Zack: Well...she did it. Emma Mac is now a two time Ultraviolence champion.
Mai: And I say it's about time the queen of Ultraviolence got back onto her throne!
WOOOOO!

The ref hands Emma over the Ultraviolence title, to which Emma looks down at
happily as she holds it in her hands. Standing to her feet Emma holds the title
high up, much to the dismay of the audience. Emma leaves the ring as the officials come down the ramp to check on Megan, the new champion just casually strolling by them as she hoists the title belt over her shoulder.








We immediately head back to the ring as Anita waits with her microphone in hand before she begins to speak.

Anita: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Zack: Coming up, it’s a first ever meeting of major proportions. Mika has faced Scarlett Kincaid more than once in FFW, their rivalry is long-running. But she’ll see what it’s like to face Kelly for the first time ever tonight. I’ll be joined by Christian Kincaid momentarily.

Two sea eagle cries are heard before "Rise" hits the sound system. Mika and comes from the backstage when the song makes its halt to come back with a stronger beat. Right before the entrance aisle, she raises her right hand in the air with the index, middle and ring fingers fully extended upwards, and white, blue and red pyros shoot behind her back.

Anita: Introducing first/And her opponent/And their opponent, from Saint Petersburg, western Russia... "The Red Star"... MIKA DEMIDOV!

She then treks down the entrance aisle, scowling at the crowd, before she enters the ring by climbing the steel steps and passing between mid and bottom ropes. Once inside the ring, she climbs a random turnbuckle, posing for and taunting the crowd. After soaking in the boos, she leaps back into the ring and faces her opposition across the ring.

Zack: One thing Mika Demidov has never been short of is confidence. But one thing she has in common with her opponent tonight is a strong desire to get into the FFW Championship picture. A win for either of them here will certainly help with that.

The arena falls dark as the opening of “Blonde, Bad and Beautiful” by Airbourne plays, Kelly explodes upward out of the middle of the stage as though shot out of a cannon, landing a perfect front somersault in a shower of blue sparks. The girl is joined by Christian Kincaid on the stage. Turning to face her husband, she turns to face him, giving him a big hug as she plants a kiss to his lips. As the music starts to pick up pace once more she starts to run toward the ring, performing a quick cartwheel into a handspring before sliding into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Using the momentum to her advantage, the former acrobat forward rolls to her feet and leaps onto the middle rope. She springboards off the ropes into a backflip and heads towards the corner. The former acrobat runs straight up the pads. Stopping on the top turnbuckle she blows a kiss to the fans and corkscrew flips back to the mat, facing the middle of the ring as she lands.

Anita: From Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York, 5’5” tall, weighs 115 lbs and is accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid. Please welcome...KELLY KINCAID!!!

Zack: It was at our last event, Unstoppable 7, that Kelly Kincaid knocked off a former FFW Champion, and tonight she could very well go 2 for 2. Christian, welcome to the booth.

Christian: Glad to be here. Kelly’s about to pick up the family tradition of beating up Demidovs in just a second. Mika should prove to be more of a challenge than Aimee, in my view.

Referee Kevin Fisk calls for the bell to start the match as both women stare across at one another. As they move closer together, Mika begins asking Kelly if she is in her head yet. Kincaid rolls her eyes as Mika continues trying to antagonize her until Kelly catches her with a short knee to the ribs as soon as she gets within range. Kelly then starts hammering elbows to the jaw one after another, rocking Mika back into the ropes before she shoves her backwards into the nearest corner. As the Russian lands against it, Kelly darts in after her with a discus elbow to the mouth before she hits a backflip and reverses course with a handspring into a back elbow to Mika’s jaw that drops her to her knees in the corner.

Christian: Kelly’s got a little payback in mind after Mika cost her a match to Valerie Lamb at Breaking Point. Val’s a world class athlete, there’s no shame losing to her. But if she’s going to lose, she’d rather it be on her own merits. Besides I take some of the blame for that anyway.

Zack: I know exactly what you are talking about there. Kelly definitely taking some revenge after what happened on the last Breaking Point, and Mika’s getting her jaw jacked.

As the Russian leans back against the corner, Kelly grabs the ropes and begins to drive her knee into Mika’s head repeatedly. At least seven shots connect before she pulls her back to her feet, hooks her head under one arm and delivers a swinging neckbreaker to take her down to the canvas. Kincaid gets back up again, measuring and dropping a knee into her head after that before she drags her out of the corner away from the ropes. As Mika begins to sit up, Kelly uses the middle rope for a springboard into a double knee drop into her chest. She quickly slides down into a cover before hooking the leg.

Christian: That’ll drive the wind out of you by itself, let alone with all the head shots Kelly’s giving Mika already!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Mika got her shoulder up at the two count before Kelly got back to her feet. She pulled Mika up by the arm to her feet before she began driving front kicks into her ribs and chest. It doubled the “Red Star” over before Kelly jerked her into her, snapped her arms around her waist and sent her lying with a belly to belly overhead suplex into the canvas.

Zack: Just a two count in the early going here, and you can see Kelly is punishing Mika right now. Not a lot of high risk, this is almost entirely ground & pound by the former acrobat.

Demidov starts back to her feet, only for Kelly to catch her with a spinning European uppercut that rocks her backwards a couple steps again. Kincaid takes off for the ropes behind Mika, bouncing off quickly and connecting with a running bulldog that bounces her face off the mat. Kelly quickly gets back to her feet, pacing around with an annoyed look on her face as Mika crawls toward the ropes. Demidov leans against them for a moment, holding her head as Kelly darts toward her at top speed, looking for a facewash kick. But Mika pulls the middle rope down as Kelly’s leg passes over it, and lets it snap back up between her legs. The acrobat froze in place before she collapsed to her knees on the mat, holding her lower abdomen.

Zack: Kelly was about to introduce Mika’s face to her boot, but Demidov used the middle rope like a tag partner. And boy, did she ever bring Kelly down to her knees!

Christian: I don’t care if you’re male or female, getting hit there with nearly anything will bring you to your knees. Kelly is no exception, guess there may not be a victory celebration win or lose later.

Mika took a moment to try to get herself together, holding her head for obvious reasons before she got up to her feet again. A look of disdain on her face followed that as she began to stomp away at Kelly’s back when she was doubled over. Clasping her hands together, she began to drive blows into her back repeatedly before she pulled her up from behind. A rear waistlock followed that before Mika snapped off a German suplex into the corner. Kincaid dropped to the mat, holding the back of her head at this point. Demidov took off for the far side ropes, picking up speed before she connected with a running knee trembler into the side of Kelly’s head. Kincaid collapsed fully onto the canvas as Mika dragged her out of the corner. The fans in Tacoma showed no love for Mika, which she encouraged when she gave them a obscene gesture and delivered a fist drop into Kelly’s head. She quickly rolled her over, sitting down on her back and applying a camel clutch.

Zack: There you see it right there, Mika 101 is to work on the back! And she’s got Kelly down, and is going to stretch her in every direction she doesn’t want to go.

Christian: That’s true, but this also gives Mika a chance to collect her marbles too. You don’t have to expend much energy in a hold like this, but it saps it out of your opponent.

Fisk dropped down in front of Kelly, asking her if she wanted to submit. But he got a clear negative answer on that. Mika cranked back on her head, trying to pull further and further to add more damage. Kelly’s face was tightening with pain as Fisk asked again. For a second time, he got a negative answer. Kincaid managed to free one of her arms and wrap it behind Mika’s leg to knock her off balance in the hold. It worked as Mika ended up tipping over to one side on the mat. When Kelly tried to get up again though, Mika got back to her feet and punted her in the ribs to put her back down. She began to tell her that her sister was more challenging than this before dropping a knee into the back of her head.

Christian: See, this is what doesn’t work. All she’s going to do is fire Kelly up more, because believe me she isn’t thrilled with her sister right now.

Zack: There’s always been a sense that Kelly wants to outshine Scarlett, but Mika’s merely playing mind games right now. And it’s a lot easier to do when you’re in full control.

She pulled Kelly up before driving her back into the canvas with a hammerlock DDT. Mika rolled her over, and went for the cover as Fisk dropped to count.

Zack: The GOLDEN BUSTER! Mika’s going for the win right here!

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

T-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!

Kelly kicked out after the two as Mika moved to one knee, and drove right hands into her head repeatedly. The Russian began to get to her feet, dragging her boot across Kelly’s face before she sat her up and took off towards the ropes. She rebounded quickly with a front kick into Kelly’s spine followed by a shining wizard to put her down on the mat again.

Christian: Kelly’s got to find an opening sooner or later. No one is going to be able to withstand this for too long.

The “Red Star” pulled her back to her feet, peppering her with forearms to the head before she whipped her across to the far corner. Kelly stopped herself just short of crashing chest first against the turnbuckles as Mika barreled in behind her. Demidov left her feet for a splash, but Kelly stepped out of the way and she hit the corner instead. This brought the crowd back into the match before Kelly spun her around, firing right hands into her jaw before she turned on a dime and left her feet with a Pele kick! Mika faceplanted on the canvas as Kelly leaned against the ropes, trying to summon her second wind as the crowd got louder in her favor.

Zack: Kelly stopped herself from hitting the corner, but Mika didn’t notice it...and did she ever hit that corner like an avalanche! Kincaid’s got her opening, and Mika’s got her running lights dimmed!

Christian: It’s all about finding the opportunity you need, and that’s what she did. But she has to get it together quicker. Mika doesn’t lay around when during a match, and she’ll be back up sooner than later, Zack.

Kelly moved past Mika, climbing up to the top rope behind her. She perched herself like a bird, though it was clear that her back was still bothering her. Mika began to get back up to her feet, facing away from Kelly. Then Kincaid launched herself, and connected with a top rope lungblower that bounced Mika like a rubber ball off the mat. Kelly lunged across her, hooking both legs for the cover as Fisk dropped to count.

Christian: The lungblower from the top rope! Stick a fork in her, Mika’s done!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!

Mika just got her shoulder up before the three as Kelly sat up, still favoring her back as she looked up to the referee. Fisk held up two fingers to make it clear as Kelly started to rise back to her feet.

Zack: Not just yet, Christian! Mika somehow got her shoulder up, and you can tell Kelly smells blood in the water!

Kelly headed for the corner all over again, making her way towards the top rope for the second time. A look of intensity etched on her face, she dove off into a shooting star press a la her husband! But Mika rolled out of the way, making Kelly land awkwardly on her feet before she tried to get her balance. Mika got back to her feet, spun her around and popped her up into the air and powerslammed her face down into the canvas!

Zack: Kelly went for the Flight Path, but Mika had it scouted...SOVIET BURIAL!

Mika dropped to the mat with her though, still feeling the effects from the assault she’d absorbed during the match. The “Red Star” clinched her teeth ad crawled towards her, making the cover as Fisk slid into position to count.

Zack: There’s the cover, this is how she beat Scarlett for the FFW Championship!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!!

Kelly rolled her shoulder off the mat as the referee signaled two. Mika looked up at him with a glare and then down to Kelly on the canvas.

Christian: It is how she beat Scarlett, but that’s not Scarlett! Kelly knows that move, we prepped for it! And it’s not gonna take her down tonight!

Mika got back to her feet slowly, looking around for a moment before screaming at Kelly to get back up. Kincaid was slow to do that for obvious reasons as she got to her hands and knees, trying to pull herself together. Mika watched her like a bird of prey until she finally was vertical again. Demidov charged the ropes, using them for a springboard into a spear but Kelly got her foot up and Mika dove face first into it. Demidov collapsed face down the mat as Kelly staggered backwards against the ropes, using them to hold her up before she headed for the corner all over again.

Zack: She’s going up top again! It didn’t work a moment ago, but Kincaid’s ready to call it a night! Neither one of them can have much left.

Christian: I think I’d have recommended covering her right there, but if Kelly’s instincts tell her otherwise, I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt. She’s in the ring, not me!

Kelly perched herself on the top turnbuckle for only a second before she launched herself into the shooting star press! And this time, it landed perfectly on top of the “Red Star” as the fans came to their feet!

Zack: FLIGHT PATH, SHE GOT IT THAT TIME!!

The referee slid into position like he was sliding into home plate in a baseball game as Kelly made the cover.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Fisk sat up and noticed Mika got her foot across the bottom rope. He quickly waved off the count, and pointed it out to Kelly as she thought she had won!

Christian: Seriously?! I mean I guess it’s good he saw it in time, but...c’mon! Finish her off, Kelly! There can’t be much left!

Zack: Mika has incredible ring awareness, and I’m telling you it was only a half second before three that she got her foot over that rope.

Kelly started to get back to her feet, her teeth gritted as she did so since she was still clearly suffering the effects of Mika’s assault throughout the match. She pulled Mika back to her feet, hooking her head into position for her favorite driver.

Christian: If the “Red Star” had wings, they’re about to be clipped!

Kelly delivered the headlock driver with devastating impact before she grabbed both of Mika’s legs after rolling her over for the cover.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Fisk called for the bell as Kelly rolled off the cover and up to her knees. The official raised her hand to a pop from the crowd as she started to get back to her feet.

Zack: In what was a back and forth flat out fight, Kelly’s headlock driver sealed the deal! And Kincaid’s picked up another win over a former FFW Champion as she heads into the Femme for All!

Anita: Here is your winner by pinfall……..KELLY KINCAID!!!

Christian: Mika fought a hell of a match, I won’t take it away from her. But put another checkmark in the book of champions Kelly’s knocked off. I couldn’t be prouder of her!

Kelly got back to her feet, ascending the corner turnbuckles as she raised her hands up once again ad told the camera she wanted the FFW Championship.

Zack: Kelly making it clear right here! She wants the title, she wants the top championship in all of FFW! And I’d say she’s building massive momentum heading into the Femme for All to make that very dream come true!

Christian left the booth, joining his wife in the ring and congratulating her before we head to a commercial for Future Shock Resistance.









Banks’ Statement


"You FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!"


"Malevolence" by New Years plays over sound system, the crowd giving the worldwide wrestling star a huge ovation as the lights in the arena dimmer down and a gold sparklers fall onto the entrance ramp. There's still no sign of Felicity as the pyro continues going off, the arena lights dimming down until the only sources of light are the knoxotron and the pyro.

"Nothing's gonna save meeeee!
The evil that I see! Has taken over mee!
No one's gonna save meeeeee!
The damage has been done! I'm writing the wrongs!"


The lyrics to Felicity's theme song echo throughout the arena as the Supreme comes out onto the stage with a smug smile on her face, the crowd nearly blowing the roof off the arena! Felicity makes her way through the golden sparklers, her arms extended to her sides with a blow pop in her mouth and one of her t-shirts wrapped around her waist. She pulls the blow pop out of her mouth as she slowly paces down the ramp, turning her back to show the camera the "Supreme" writing on the back of her sweatshirt. Once halfway down the ramp, Felicity glances at the fans at ringside and smirks once she sees them bowing down in her direction. Felicity bows back toward them as a sign of respect and turns her attention to the ring.

Anita: Ladies and gentlemen! THEE SUPREEEEEEMAH! ... FELICITY BAAAAAAAAANKS!

After Anita announces her name, Felicity walks up the steps, stepping all the way to the middle of the apron. She turns around and launches the t-shirt that’s wrapped around her waist into the crowd while she soaks in their energy. She enters the ring and spins around in circles as the lights in the arena get brighter and brighter, not stopping until the arena was fully lit. Felicity unzips her sweatshirt, walks toward the nearest corner and climbs up to the middle rope.

Zack: Well I’ve been waiting on this for a while! At Velocity 100, it was revealed that that woman right there joined the FFW roster. Felicity Banks is one of the most accomplished and widely known women in this business. And on her first night as part of the roster, she already called out who she wanted first.

Mel: And what a call-out it was! Not that it could be surprising that she called out Shaw, considering everything that happened between them in the run up to Unstoppable.

She stares out at the sea of bowing fans, a smirk coming over her face as she glances back at the other side of the arena. She hops off the ropes and turns around, walking towards Anita to get a microphone.

With a microphone now in her hand, she gestures for the guys in the back to cut off her music as she brings the mic up to her lips.

Felicity Banks: Ooookay, you guys are gonna have to bear with me here because I’m a little sick. It’s just a touch of the flu and a nasty sore throat right now so my voice might be a little hoarse, but I have no plans of wasting too much time talking tonight. Nope. Tonight isn’t about me verbalizing how much of a peasant Shaw is. Not at all actually!

The multiple time champion pauses, only to sniffle and rub her finger against her eye

Felicity Banks: It’s about me calling her out to this ring right now so we could finally settle our beef straight up. No blindside attacks. No partners. Just me and her…

The crowd cheers as Felicity points at her wrestling boots.

Felicity Banks: Hell, we could have ourselves a match tonight if she has the cajones! I’m ready! These people are ready!

The audience once again lets their voices be heard as Felicity walks toward the ropes closest to the ramp.

Felicity Banks: All we’re missing is you, Shaw. Miss Adrenaline Champion! Miss 428! Miss I’m about to get the beating of a lifetime the very second I step inside the ring with thee…

Felicity takes in a deep breath, the crowd waiting to say the word with her.

Felicity Banks and Crowd: SUUUPPPPPRRRREEEEEEEEEMMAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!

The charismatic Banks takes a seat on the middle rope and pushes the top one upwards to hold them open for the arrival of Shaw.

Felicity Banks: Tick, tock… tick, tock…

Banks brings the microphone down as she continues to say ‘tick, tock’ - her eyes fixed on the entrance ramp. The audience turns their attention to the ramp and follow along with Felicity’s tick tocking, but there’s still no sign of Shaw.

Felicity Banks: Ohhhh. I get it. It’s too hard for you to come out here and come at me when I’m looking your way and ready for whatever you’re bringing. I gotcha, no worries.

Banks sits up from the ropes, walks toward the middle of the ring, and turns her back to the entrance ramp before she sprawls her arms out wide.

Felicity Banks: Just how you like it, Shaw! With my back turned!

The crowd reacts to Felicity’s confidence with a big round of applause. They turn their attention back to the ramp for the arrival of Shaw, a small portion of the crowd chanting “Shaw’s a chicken!” with rhythmic claps. This gets a laugh out of Felicity as she drops her microphone and impatiently waits on Shaw.

Zack: Fel says it’s open season, and she’s giving Shaw a free shot! She says she has the flu, but she still wants to fight!

Mel: Women like Fel don’t make their names as they have by walking away because of a cold! Just a pity it looks like Shaw doesn’t want to.

The crowd continues to wait for a few more seconds before Alice Cooper’s “Poison” begins to play. And when Shaw appears at the top of the ramp, she is greeted by a chorus of boos from the capacity crowd. Felicity looks over her shoulder with a smile, still keeping her back turned for her as the former Unity Champion heads towards the ring. Shaw steps through the ropes as her music fades out, staring at the back of Banks’ head.

Zack: Shaw’s in the ring, Fel’s keeping her word. She knows she’s behind her, but she’s giving her the first shot! Is Shaw feeling froggy?

Mel: Knowing Shaw, the answer is probably!

O’Neill spins her around, already talking smack to her before she shakes her head ad looks as though she’s about to leave. But instead, she slaps Banks across the face. Felicity stretches her jaw with a smile...before she starts unloading with right hands. Shaw fires back as the two trade blows in the center of the ring. The fans are clearly 100% behind Felicity as Banks begins to get the better of the exchange and backs her up into the ropes. She whips her across to the far side, and looks for a clothesline. Shaw ducks underneath it right behind her before Banks caught her with a spinning backfist in the jaw that rocks her backwards. She quickly fires Shaw into the corner. And as she lands against it, Fel takes off towards her looking for a flying knee. Shaw ducks out of the way before Fel lands and spins on her heel to use a double leg takedown and begin trading shots all over again.

Zack: This isn’t a scheduled match, it’s just a fight! There’s no referee, but we’re getting a bonus tonight! Banks is laying in those right hands, Shaw may have bit off more than she can chew!

Mel: Shaw doesn’t know when to shut up and stop because by and large she hasn’t been stopped. So if she has, it wasn’t because of misplaced arrogance.

Shaw managed to shake Felicity off, throwing her with a monkey flip before both women got to their feet. The former Unity Champion lunged forward with an elbow to the mouth as Felicity was getting up. A couple more landed before Shaw pulled her head down, and began driving knees up into her face. Four of those connected before she dropped her with a twisting neckbreaker to the canvas. O’Neill got back to her feet to a chorus of boos as she gave the fans some verbal static as she headed towards the ropes. Meanwhile, Felicity began to get back up behind her with a shake of her head.

Mel: Shaw maybe didn’t! But she needs to watch watch she’s doing, there's Felicity getting back up!

Zack: It’ll take more than that to keep Banks down, Shaw’s in for a rude awakening!

Before Shaw could turn around, Felicity charged forward and caught her with a double knee backbreaker that drove her into the canvas. Banks rolled back to her feet, steady talking to Shaw as she leaned down to pull her up before more boos began to erupt from the live crowd. And when Banks turned to see what was going on, Charlotte slid into the ring and mowed her down with a clothesline that she never saw coming. Harker began stomping away at the veteran as Shaw tried to pull herself together. O’Neill got back to her feet, and they both began to stomp away. Harker pulled her up, pinning her arms behind her back as Shaw began running her mouth to the veteran.

Mel: Oh for the love of! Because of course Charlotte was going to stick her nose where it doesn’t belong eventually!

Zack: Shaw doesn’t go far without bringing her heavy, and Banks never saw Charlotte till it was too late! And now the One Woman Show are going to teach Banks a lesson!

Shaw backed up against the ropes, lining up a shot for the subdued Felicity till cheers erupted from the crowd as Ashley Sullivan took off down the ramp in a sprint. Shaw turned just as Sullivan bounced off the ropes into a Thesz press, and fired rights into Shaw’s head. Charlotte watched for a second, giving Felicity a chance to get free before she spun around and started firing shots at Charlotte!

Zack: That’s Ashley Sullivan, these two were tag champions in another promotion for over a year...just like the Show! And the sides are all even now!

Mel: THat they are! Having friends wherever you go works wonders! And Ashley does not look amused by any of this1

Shaw managed to roll Sullivan off her and out to the floor. Harker was trading with Felicity as Sullivan was about to go after her till Shaw jerked her partner out of the ring to the floor. Felicity and Ashley gave each other a fist bump, inviting the Show back into the ring but the former Unity Champions stared up at them with clear anger on their face.

Zack: I think the Show gives some blame to Banks for losing the Unity titles at Unstoppable, but with the sides evened up, suddenly they don’t feel like fighting anymore!

Mel: Of course they don’t! Why would a fair fight be any fun!

Shaw & Charlotte headed up the ramp, making sure to keep their eyes on the ring as Felicity & Ashley paced back and forth. But their progress was impeded as Cody appeared at the top of the ramp.

Cody: I think you just gave me a great idea! At Global Wars, it’s gonna be the One Woman Show going up against Ashley Sullivan & Felicity Banks!

Ashley and Fel looked very happy about that idea as the fans popped for it as well. The One Woman Show seemed less enthusiastic as they looked between Cody and the women in the ring.

Mel: Why am I not surprised that they’re not okay with it? Bloody typical!

Zack: Global Wars is gonna have one hell of a tag team showdown when Felicity & Ashley join forces all over again in FFW to meet the longest reigning Unity Champions in FFW history! I think everyone but the Show is ready to see this one right now!

Mel: They’ll come around to it. In their own way. Likely just end up being Shaw and Char looking forward to trying to tear up Ashley and Fel, but I may stand corrected!

Zack: December 3...the Toyota Center in the heart of Texas...Houston, we damn sure have a problem!

And on that, we cut to a commercial for Future Shock Resistance.
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With the history of the war between Nevaeh and Caroline being shown via a highlight package, we head back to the ring and hear the crowd is already buzzing with anticipation.

Zack: It’s been a rollercoaster ride from start to finish tonight, but we’re about to have what may be the most violent FFW Championship match in the company’s history.

Mai: I have a feeling this will not be for the faint of heart, which means I’m more looking forward to it as a result!

Anita: The following contest is a Last Woman Standing match for the FFW Championship!

The arena goes dark once we start hearing “Yellow Flicker Beat” by Lorde start to play. As she does a crimson hue comes over the arena

“I'm a princess cut from marble, smoother then a storm
And the scars that mark my body they're silver and gold”


Through the darkened stage area we soon spot a figure making their way out. It's Silas Mason who stands on the stage. Next to him a crimson light shines up from the stage

“My Blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones
It keeps my veins hot, the fires found a home in me
I move through town, I'm quiet like a fire”


Silas remains standing on the stage as we now start to see something emerge from the stage. It's a blonde haired woman, draped in a big, feathery, crimson and silver robe that covers her entire body. We can't see her face due to the dark crimson light, but she is striking a pose as she comes up slowly

“And my necklace is a rope, I tie it and untie it
And our people talk to me, but nothing ever hits
So people talk to me, and all the voice just burn holes”


The woman is now on the stage fully next to Silas, engulfed still by the white light and striking a pose.

“I'm going in (OHH)”

The woman now throws her arms down as the crimson light cuts off. We then change to a wide view quickly as pyro explodes in a row on each side of the stage. he camera brings us back to a shot of the stage as we see Nevaeh Summers standing there in that big robe next to Silas. She stands there looking out at the crowd. Her hair is has been pulled back and twisted into a long braid that runs deep down her back.

Anita: Making her way to the ring at this time she resides in Los Angeles, California and weighs in tonight at 120 pounds. She is “The World's Finest” NEVAEH SUMMERS

Nevaeh starts sauntering to the ring as Silas follows behind her. The fans at ringside reach their hands out to touch her but Nevaeh just ignores them. She now reaches ringside and sticks her arms out.

Silas now comes around her and unhooks a button right under her neck. He begins taking off the robe as we now find Nevaeh dressed in a leather crimson and silver liberty strapped peplum top that is sowed into a crimson bikini bottom with a crimson and silver leather skirt around it. We also notice on her arms she is wearing crimson fingerless gauntlets on each arm that run up to her forearms. On her feet are crimson knee high boots with crimson kickpads and a Royal “NS” written on them in silver

Nevaeh stands there for a few more moment still she slides into the ring and makes her way to the middle of the ropes. She climbs up them, hooking one leg over the top rope to where she is straddling the top rope.

She looks out to the crowd with a glare on her face then snaps her head to look upward, her arms stretched out. Multiple spotlights shift down towards her, basking her in the light while Silas applauds behind her.

Nevaeh keeps striking the pose till she lowers her head back down. She gets off the ropes and goes across the ring, putting one foot on the bottom and the other on the middle, just looking out to the crowd. She stretchers her arms out again as she glares at them.

She now goes to a corner where Silas stands on the ring apron. He starts whispering into her ear as they wait for the match to start.

Zack: I’m not sure Nevaeh knows just how far she’s pushed Caroline, but she must have one hell of an endgame tonight to keep her down for a ten count and leave Tacoma with the FFW Championship.

Mai: To win a match like this, Zack, you have to own another person’s soul. You have to beat someone so badly that they can’t get back up. This won’t be a technical dream match.

“Sex and drugs, and dirty money! On the race to rule the world!
You cut your teeth on fame and diamonds...
Your time is up, now three, two, one...!”


The lights in the arena flash after going out and the crowd cheers as “The One” by Slaughterhouse plays through on the sound system as well. The arena dips low on light save for a spotlight falling on the entrance way. The Instant Classic emerges, standing tall with her arms crossed and bandana around her neck and her championship around her waist. Killer C walks, pushing away from the curtain and down the ramp. There we see Lyn Dallins walking a couple feet behind her, letting her have the spotlight.

“One! One! One! One! One! One! One! One!
We number one!
One! One! One! One! One! One! One! One!”


C walks to the ring, high-fiving every fan she can on the way before she rolls in the squared circle from under the ropes. She stops to climb the turnbuckle and lift the title overhead with pride. Killer C then motions for the ring announcer to hand her the mic and she thanks them once she hops down. She pulls her bandanna from her lips to speak.

Caroline: I am... From Tampa Bay, Florida by way of San Fernando on the islands of Trinidad and Tobago. I weigh in tonight at 155 pounds... I *AM* The Instant Classic and your REIGNING, DEFENDING FFW CHAMPION! WHAT’S MY NAME!?

Crowd: KKKILLLLLEEERRRR C!!!!!!!

Zack: Accompanied by Hall of Famer Lyn Dallins, Caroline has the face of a woman prepared for war! She said there’s no respect for Nevaeh at all win or lose, and that makes her even scarier to face, if you ask me.

Mai: I didn’t ask you at all, but you also have to remember Nevaeh is desperate, Zack. She’s desperate to be FFW Champion. She knows she goes to the back of the line if she doesn’t win here.

Referee Jennifer Stringer takes the title from Caroline after the managers head to the floor. Lyn stares across at Silas, daring him to do something as the referee calls for the bell. Anita takes the title with her as she leaves the ring. Caroline stares across at Nevaeh with almost a snarl on her face before the two take off towards one another. The crowd immediately comes to its feet as they trade right hands to the head one after another. Summers rakes her eyes with her fingers to gain a slight advantage before she pulls her head down, and begins firing knees up into her face. Three of them connect, rocking Caroline backwards before she shoves her into the corner. Summers tees off with a knife edge chop across her chest, then a second and a third. But Caroline screams in her face, ad starts chopping her own chest before she returns fire with a few to Nevaeh’s! The crowd responds to each shot before the champion snaps her up and sends her flying with a belly to belly overhead into the corner. Summers manages to sit back up as the champion charges in with a kick into her chest, but not stopping there as she unloads with several more stiff front kicks that finally send Nevaeh onto her side in the corner.

Zack: Is Caroline Stark amped up or what?!  She’s running on emotion right now, and she’s kicking the hell out of the #1 contender for the FFW Championship.

Mai: This is not how Nevaeh wanted to start this match, but she’s gonna have to weather the storm one way or another.

Stringer looks like she’s ready to start her first count, but Stark shakes her head as she pulls Nevaeh back up to her feet in the corner. She begins to paste her with elbow smashes across the jaw before she whips her across to the far side. Summers rebounds quickly as Caroline catches her with a jumping leg lariat that puts her right back down. Stark bounces off the near side ropes, delivering a leaping knee drop into her head before she starts unloading with rights i the mount position. The crowd roars in approval as she pulls Summers up, feeding her head through top and middle rope and then shouts “END OF THE LINE!” to the crowd before she rains ten shots across Nevaeh’s head that the crowd counts in succession.  Summers collapses on the canvas finally as C paces back and forth.

Zack: That’s the MURDER OF CROWS, and Nevaeh is getting absolutely hammered here with Caroline walking tall!

Mai: It’s like you said, she’s working on emotion right now. But that’s not going to be enough to keep Nevaeh down, not with as badly as she wants this win.

Stringer: ONE……..TWO……….THREE…….FOUR…….

As the referee was about to get to five, Nevaeh used the ropes to help her get back to her feet. Stark seemed happy about it as she went right at her again, firing kicks into her body one after another before she scooped her up onto one shoulder and took off out of the corner with a running powerslam to the canvas. The champion sat up on one knee to deliver more right fists into Nevaeh’s head before she sat down behind her and began to apply her necklock. She only got one leg up before Nevaeh instinctively rolled towards the ropes to get away from her before the champion got back to her feet to go after her.

Mai: Caroline said she was going to get the News at 11 on Nevaeh till she passed out, but Nevaeh has it very well scouted.

Zack: You’re right about that. At Unstoppable, Nevaeh had that move scouted better than nearly any of Caroline’s favorite holds!

Summers rolled out onto the apron, and started to get back to her feet before the champion went to grab her. She pulled her head into position for what looked like a vertical suplex back into the ring, but Summers blocked it. Caroline tried again, but to no avail before Nevaeh grabbed her head and dropped down to the floor to clothesline Caroline’s neck across the top rope. Stark began to cough violently and start to back up before Summers jerked her feet out from under her and snapped her out to the floor where she landed on her back, still coughing. The challenger leaned against the apron, trying to collect herself for a moment before Nevaeh pulled up the ring apron. You could see the metal bar underneath as Summers positioned Caroline under that, ad fell backwards with a catapult to send Stark’s neck right into it. The FFW Champion began to cough even more profusely before Nevaeh pulled out a spare microphone cable, wrapping it around her neck to choke her with it.

Zack: A clothesline on the ropes...and then on the underpinnings of the ring..Nevaeh’s choking the life out of Caroline! And there’s nothing anyone can do about it!

Mai: Of course not! If she can choke her out, then it really will be Last Woman Standing! Pull tighter, Nevaeh!

Summers didn’t hear Mai, but she was doing it anyway as she planted a boot into her back and pulled her head up with the cable wrapped around her throat. Stark gasped and choked, trying to pull the cord from around her neck. Lyn watched around the corner with a solemn look on his face, while Silas screamed at her to squeeze her head off. Stark’s fingers tried to grasp the cable without much success before Nevaeh stomped the back of her head into the floor and let go. Stringer rolled out to the floor to begin her count as Nevaeh leaned against the ring post to collect herself.

Zack: She may have choked Caroline completely out, and Nevaeh’s already trying to get herself together after what she’s endured.

Stringer: ONE………..TWO…………….THREE………….FOUR……...FIVE….SIX….

Mai: Crap, she got back up! But Nevaeh has her opening now, all she has to do is stay focused. Nothing Lyn can do but watch right now.

The champion used the barricade to help her get back to her feet at six before Nevaeh stormed forward. She scooped her up into a back suplex, but let the back of her head come down across the ringside steps. It made a sickening sound as her head connected with it before Stark collapsed to lay against it, one hand clutching the back of her head in pain. She started to push to sit against it before Nevaeh charged forward, driving her knee into the champion’s face and smashing it against the steps.

Zack: Did you hear the sickening sound of Caroline Stark’s head against those steps?!

Mai: I did, it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I like it!

Nevaeh looked back under the ring apron, pulling out a sledgehammer. She looked at it with a smile before turning her attention back to Caroline slumped against the steps. The challenger stepped forward, measuring her head and pulling the hammer back to swing it down!

Zack: Summers is gonna crack her skull open with the sledgehammer!

Mai: DO IT!!

As Summers was about to bring it down, Caroline caught her with a kick between the legs that stopped her in her tracks, much to the delight of the crowd. Nevaeh stood a bow-legged for a moment as Caroline pushed up to her feet. Summers went to swing for her head again, only for Caroline to catch it under one arm and jerk Nevaeh forward into a right cross that dropped her to her knees. Stark looked at the hammer herself now, glancing to Lyn as Nevaeh started to get back up. The champion spun on her heel and drove it right into her forehead after a short sprint that mowed Nevaeh down to the floor!

Zack: Caroline drove that hammer right into Nevaeh’s face! And Summers is busted wide open! This’ll end it right here!

Caroline leaned against the barricade, staring down in disdain at Nevaeh as Stringer began to count the bloodied blonde on the floor. Silas screamed at her to get up.

Stringer: ONE……….TWO………...THREE………...FOUR………….FIVE…….SIX……..SEVEN.

As she got to seven, Nevaeh finally began to get up. She was quite wobbly as she used the steps to help her hold a semblance of her balance before Stark tossed the bat down. She dragged out a ladder from under the ring next before laying it between the ring and the barricade over the floor.

Mai: She did get up, Zack! Nevaeh can’t accept anything but victory tonight after Unstoppable! What’s she doing with that ladder?

Zack: Your guess is as good as mine. Caroline Stark  has this ladder set up between the apron and the fan barricade, and I guarantee it’s not for anything Nevaeh or Silas will like!

Caroline pulled Nevaeh up the rest of the way, plucking her head between her legs as she looked around the Tacoma Dome at the fans solidly behind her. She hoisted her up and took off with a running powerbomb that drove Nevaeh’s back into the ladder with a sickening crash! Summers body hung over limp before Caroline straightened her to lay across it before she headed up to the apron.

Zack: She usually hits that against the turnbuckles, but this time, a ladder nearly tore Summers in half! She doesn’t have a clue where she is, and Caroline’s got her set up for something!

Mai: She’s heading up top, Zack! The ladder didn’t break, so Caroline wants to do more damage! She’s not on the floor, so the referee can’t count her!

Stark headed for the top rope as camera flashes went off throughout the dome. And with a leap of faith, Caroline went for a senton back splash off the top. But Silas pulled Nevaeh of the ladder before Caroline crashed back first through it, causing the ladder to snap in half before she hit the floor. Silas told Nevaeh to get up until he saw Lyn bearing down on him, and took off. Nevaeh looked glassy-eyed as Caroline lay motionless in the wreckage of the ladder. The referee began to count both women out.

Zack: Silas saved Nevaeh’s title hopes, and just shortened Caroline’s career! Lyn’s going after him!

Stringer: ONE………...TWO………….THREE……………….FOUR…...FIVE……….SIX…………..SEVEN……

Mai: Damn it, leave Silas alone! Nevaeh, you have to get up! C’mon, Baby Peach!

Nevaeh used the barricade to help her get back to her feet, then her hand to try to wipe some of the blood from her face. The referee noticed her back up and was about to resume her count as Caroline rolled away from the broken ladder, using the steps to help her to get to one knee...then staggering to stand.

Zack: I don’t believe it...they’re both back to their feet! They are shortening their livelihoods just to be able to call themselves the FFW Champion!

Nevaeh slid back into the ring, sliding under the bottom rope as Stark was still getting her bearings on the floor. The champion staggered towards the ring finally, clutching her lower back in agony as she followed the challenger back inside. They both got to their feet again as Nevaeh charged her with a clothesline. But Caroline ducked underneath it into a full nelson atomic drop!

Zack: TROVAO….Caroline with the full nelson bomb! And you know what comes next!

Mai: Yes….yes, I do. This can’t be happening like this!

Stark dropped to a seat behind Nevaeh, applying the figure four necklock finally as the fans came to their feet. Nevaeh flailed her arms, trying to free herself as she felt Caroline’s legs tightening. The blonde tried to roll into her but Stark had her hands planted firmly behind her and wasn’t budging this time, learning her lesson from Unstoppable 7. Summers rolled to to one side, trying to turn over but again Caroline wasn’t moving an inch. Nevaeh’s arm movements began to falter and slow until they hung limp with her chin pressed into her neck. Soon, there was no movement at all before Stark released the hold.

Zack: Summers is out, Nevaeh’s out cold! Caroline’s gonna retain!! Count her out, Stringer!

Mai: This is the worst!! Don’t let it end like this, Nevaeh!

Stringer: ONE…...TWO……..THREE……………..FOUR……...FIVE…….SIX……..SEVEN…
EIGHT…..

Stringer never finished her count as Silas slid into the ring, and cold-cocked the referee to the canvas. Caroline went to get him, but Lyn cut her off as he darted in and mowed Silas down with a clothesline.

Zack: What a no good son of a bitch Silas Mason is! Stark had the match won, but he laid out the referee to stop the count! And Lyn’s gonna make him pay for it!

As Lyn walked down Silas who was trying to get himself together on the canvas, Caroline turned back around to walk right into a spear from a revived Nevaeh that folded her in half to the canvas. Lyn looked back behind him to see Nevaeh was back up, and rolled out of the ring to pull Silas with him. Stringer was still down as Nevaeh’s blood-stained face gasped for air.

Mai: Nevaeh was able to get herself together, and spear Caroline into next week on that bad back! BRILLIANT!!

Stark clutched her back in pain as Nevaeh rolled out to the floor again, pulling out chair after chair from under the ring and tossing them inside. Six of them landed all over the canvas before the Baby Peach slid back inside, still woozy and in pain before she wiped more of her own blood from her face to see. She grabbed one of the chairs in both hands, and began to wallop Caroline repeatedly with it over any part of her body. Shot after shot after shot before she planted a foot to her neck, and brought the chair down like a guillotine. Stark lay motionless on the canvas as Nevaeh staggered away from her as Stringer was starting to get her wits about her now.

Zack: How many times did Nevaeh obliterate Caroline with that chair?! The referee’s coming around, and we’re gonna have a new FFW Champion in about ten seconds!

Mai: I hope we have a couple beds on standby at Saint Joseph’s Hospital near here, we’re gonna need them!

Stringer: ONE………..TWO……….THREE………..FOUR……….FIVE……...SIX……..SEVEN…
…….EIGHT…….

Lyn shouted for Caroline to get up, which she did begin to move at six. She rolled onto her stomach, shoving chairs away from her errantly before she pushed up to her feet very wobbly by eight. Nevaeh screamed “NOOOOO!!” as she saw the bleeding champion rising.

Zack: How in the name of God is she standing?! Caroline Stark….hell, both of these women...they must be superhuman! Look at Stark, now she’s bleeding!

Mai: This is the most barbaric FFW Championship match I think I’ve ever seen!

As Caroline teetered on her feet, she waved at Nevaeh to come at her. And the challenger did just that as Summers bolted towards her, and the two began trading right hands all over again. The fans in the Tacoma Dome were back on their feet again, reacting with each shot as one would connect, make the other wobble and they’d fire back. Rinse and repeat before Nevaeh ducked the last shot, and countered with a spinebuster into one of the chairs at their feet. Caroline couldn’t lay on the canvas for writhing with her legs as though her back were electrified.

Zack: A devastating ...and I mean that in every sense of the word….DEVASTATING spinebuster from the #1 contender!

Mai: It had to end this way, Zack! There was no other way. It’s like the song at the start of the show said….It Ends Tonight!

Nevaeh fought back to her feet, cursing aloud as she headed for the corner. Caroline continued to writhe in agony on the canvas before Summers climbed up to the top rope. “The World’s Finest” had a time getting her bearings on the top rope before she launched herself into a moonsault! The camera caught Caroline staring at her, closing her eyes ad pulling one of the stray chairs over her body as Summers landed on it!

Mai: BEST MOONSAULT EVER!!!

Zack: Caroline couldn’t find it in her to move, but she pulled that chair over her and may have destroyed them both in the process! She hurt herself….just to hurt Nevaeh more!

Summers lay over her, slumped across her body as Caroline began to cough up her own blood. Her body convulsed as blood erupted out of her mouth. Nevaeh rolled off her, clutching her ribs in pain. Silas screamed at Nevaeh as the referee began her ten count. He rounded the corner to the one closest to her, still shouting at her as he was about to get in the ring before Lyn dragged him back out. Mason threw some powder into his face to blind him as the referee went to intercept him next, while the “King of Submissions” was blinded on the floor.

Mai: The referee was about to start counting, but now she has to go stop Silas for nothing! All he was doing was trying to motivate Nevaeh!

Zack: That’s a load of bullshit, and you know it! I don’t think either one of them will be able to get up after this! This could end in a draw, Stark’s bleeding internally!

Mason produced a pair of handcuffs from his jacket, attaching one end to Lyn’s wrist and the other around the bottom rope before he got back into the ring. Stringer told him to get out before Mason shoved her through the ropes to the floor. He started shaking Nevaeh’s head, trying to get her to stand up and telling her it was time to finish Caroline. The #1 contender began to finally get up as well, clutching her ribs as Silas told her to go get the ladder.

Zack: Lyn’s been handcuffed to the rope, Mason shoved Stringer out here ringside, and what’s he telling Nevaeh?

Mai: I don’t know, but it’s going to end this one way or another!

Nevaeh rolled out to the floor on one side as Mason produced a bottle of lighter fluid from his jacket. He began squirting it all over the mat and onto Caroline as Summers pulled a fifteen foot ladder from under the ring. As she struggled to set it up on the floor, Mason doused the canvas and the champion with the lighter fluid before picking up one of the chairs to nail Caroline. Nevaeh climbed up towards the top of the ladder slowly, dragging herself up it as Silas drove the chair into Caroline’s ribs one more time before bolting out of the ring.

Mai: That’s….that’s lighter fluid! We saw some flaming tables earlier...we’re gonna see a lot more than that!

Zack: This has gone too far! Someone needs to stop this right now! How far will Nevaeh Summers go to be FFW Champion?!

Mai: As far as it takes!

Silas pulled out a matchbook, struck the match and threw it into the ring. The fire started on one side and began to spread all around where the fluid was. Stark sat up , glancing around to see the flames circling around her as the ring burned.

Zack: The goddamned ring is burning! Get out of the dam ring, Caroline!

Mai: Look up there!

Caroline fought back to her feet, looking for a way to avoid the flames before she looked up to see Nevaeh on top of the ladder. Summers flew with a moonsault that landed perfectly on Caroline! And with the impact and the fire all around the mat, the ring cratered as both women fell into a hole in the center of the ring!

Fans: HOLY SHIT!!

Zack: JESUS CHRIS! I have never seen anything like that in my life!

Production staff took off out of the back with fire extinguishers, aiming them all over the ring to put out the fire as the camera was able to peer down into the crater in the center of the ring to see Nevaeh laying on top of Caroline. Stringer began to count all over again as she carefully got back into the ring, staying clear of the crater.

Stringer: ONE…..TWO………..THREE……...FOUR……..FIVE……..SIX…..SEVEN………
EIGHT………..NINE…….

Nevaeh rose up for a second in the crater to her feet.

Stringer: TEN!!

And collapsed back down on top of Caroline in a heap. Paramedics poured from the back next as Stringer called for the bell.

Mai: Nevaeh did it...she did it!! SHE DID IT!!

The fans in the Tacoma Dome booed to no end as Silas darted into the ring, already grabbing the FFW Championship on his way with elation on his face. The medical staff immediately began to assist both women as they climbed into the crater.

Anita: The winner of this match….AND NEW FFW CHAMPION……..’THE WORLD’S FINEST’ NEVAEH SUMMERS!!

Zack: Silas is damn near orgasmic, we have a new FFW Champion! But there are damn sure no winners in this match! Nevaeh Summers got what she wanted, but at what cost?!

Mai: She would have done anything...and she did...just to win that title! I’m so happy for her!

Zack: There won’t be any celebrating, no title raising tonight! Nevaeh Summers has become the FFW Champion, but I don’t think she even knows where she is right now! These two need medical attention...RIGHT NOW!

And they were getting it as the medics began to load both women onto backboards and slide them onto gurneys waiting ringside.

Zack: Thank you for joining us here tonight at Sin & Sacrifice….on a night we’ll never forget! Saint Joseph’s, we got incoming!

And as the girls were rolled towards the back, Sin & Sacrifice faded off the air.
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