FFW Global Wars - December 3, 2016

[Adam Grant]

Live from the Toyota Center in Houston, Texas
December 3, 2016

The FFW logo flashes across the screen before we open on last year’s Global Wars in the closing moments of the Television Championship match between Ignis & Leona Vega. In the background, “One Woman Army” by Porcelain Black plays.

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Ignis swears and gets i the ref’s face, saying that should have been three. Sighing, she hits the ropes again, springboarding off the middle one and coming back towards Leona with her Incendiary Bomb, but Leona’s up and catches her! Ignis squirms, but Leona gets her up on her shoulders and drops her straight down onto her knees! The crowd pops huge after the El Piolote and Leona goes for the cover!

One!

Two!

Three!

The Canadian crowd explodes as the bell sounds, Leona rolling off Ignis holding her face still, but a smile can be seen through her mask.

Mark: She did it! Leona’s the new Television champion!

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I'm on the battlefield
Like, oh my God (ooh la la)
Knocking soldiers down
Like house of cards (ooh la la)

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The video shows clips through the Path to 100 as Leona turns back challenger after challenger starting with Cereza, Valentina Lozano, Clover Thomas, Samantha Tolson, Kimmi Hate, and others till we get to Velocity 100.

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Let's rush tonight
The music is still playin'
So get up and fight
You know that you want it
You know that you would

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Leona launched her, and connected with the gutbuster perfectly! The crowd popped as the Warrior dove across Kinsey, hooking both legs as Stringer fell to count.

Zack: EL PILOTE!!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Cody: Would you look at that?! SHE DID IT!

Zack: HISTORY HAS BEEN MADE!! TELL’EM ABOUT IT, TIFA!!

Stringer collected both titles, and handed them to Leona. Vega sat up in disbelief before Christian darted out from the back. He rolled into the ring, and helped her to her feet before giving her a massive hug and lifting her off those same feet as the crowd rumbled in approval.

Tifa: Here is your winner….and the unified FFW Evolution & Television Champion…..LEONA VEGAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Leona clutched both titles to her body as she dropped to her knees in exhaustion. Christian gave her plenty of applause as he beamed down to his student.

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I'm on the battlefield
Like, oh my God (ooh la la)
Knocking soldiers down
Like house of cards (ooh la la)

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Her victory over Steph Stefano is shown next before the announcement of the main event of tonight’s show. From there, we see the rise of Nevaeh Summers after main eventing two Pay Per Views in a row to become FFW Champion. And then the constant war of words between them, including the contract signing from the previous Breaking Point.

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If you wanna rumble
All you gotta do is ask
I'm a rude bitch, boy
Can you handle that?

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Finally, we see highlights from the Global Wars series with all the teams included, which then segues into the Femme for All tournament as Kelly & Eileen stare across at one another with the Global Wars logo in the background. And o that, we finally go live inside the arena as pyro erupts while the Porcelain Black song blares through the PA system. The camera pans the crowd as we hear the voice of FFW welcome the viewers.

Zack: You are hearing and feeling the enthusiasm of 17,855 fans who have come from all over the country and around the world for the final FFW Pay Per View of 2016! Welcome to the Toyota Center! Welcome to Houston, Texas! Welcome to the second annual Global Wars! And tonight, the stage is set for history to be made as Leona Vega could become the first woman to hold the FFW & Evolution titles when she faces “The World’s Finest” Nevaeh Summers!

Mai: I never bet against Nevaeh, but the show is called Global Wars for a reason! Eight teams will compete in a huge battle royal for two Pick Your Poison contracts and silver medals for second. They’ve been going at it for months earning points, and we’ll crown Global Wars Champions tonight...plus we have two matches with points on the line before we get there!

Zack: You saw it at the end of that highlight reel as Kelly Kincaid and Eileen Amaro will meet for the first time ever in the Femme for All finals! 5 championship will be decided, and potentially a sixth as well! We got special guests, we got debuts, this is gonna be a huge night for FFW and Future Shock!

The cameras head down to the ring as the beautiful Anita steps through the opes in a short dress with a smile on her face.

Zack: Let’s kick this show off with one of the highest stakes matches of all here in Houston






Anita: The opening contest of Global Wars is scheduled for one fall to a finish.

Zack: We’re gonna kick things off with one of two matches tonight that will have Global Wars points on the line, and huge implications potentially regarding the Evolution Championship.

Mai: It’s true. Not only are points up for grabs, but this could end up deciding the next Evolution Champion or the #1 contender to do it depending on tonight’s main event.

Anita: Making her way to the ring, accompanied by the “Latin Goddess” Valentina Lozano, 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, along with Valentina Lozano. Wearing her black hoodie that is covering her head, Isis makes their way down the aisle in a slow, intimidating pace, with Valentina close behind, and the spotlight following them on their way to the ring.

Once they climb up to the apron of the ring, Valentina enters the ring while 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, Valentina stands in the middle of the ring pointing at Isis in the corner with a sexy, but icy, smirk. Then, as she comes down, Isis takes off her hoodie and gives it to Valentina. Isis then runs herself across the ropes once to loosen herself up before joining Valentina in the corner of the ring as they wait for her opponent.

Zack: It’s a big night for Ascension up and down, and no bigger than for the Titaness herself who could leave tonight with the Evolution title or next in line for it.

Mai: Team USA is unlikely to win Global Wars at this point, so this is more about finishing better in the standings as far as that goes. But the bigger game is the prize of Evolution contention..or gold.

“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 and Isis, if you watched her video regarding this match, have a lot of shared history before Isis came to FFW. And it was easy to see Jo wasn’t proud of that fact.

Mai: I would have been! You know how much I would have loved to have someone like that watching my back? If I had Isis, I wouldn’t need pepper spray in my bra!

Robert Valero calls for the bell and Jo charges out of her corner and heads towards Isis; the Titaness waiting until the Scots wrestler is within a couple of steps before she explodes forward and catches the incoming wrestler with a lariat. Jo hits the mat hard but almost immediately rolls to her front and pushes up to her feet only for Isis to drive a boot into her face sending Jo back down to one knee. McFarlane gets yanked back up to her feet and driven back into the corner by the powerhouse wrestler with a series of closed right and left hands delivered to her midsection. Isis delivers another shot to the gut for good measure. Valero begins a count as Isis pins her opponent in the corner, bringing her knee upwards into her midriff multiple times before backing up on the four.

Zack: This is what Isis wants to do, she wants to keep this match in close quarters. Morales would prefer to fight in a phone booth, while Jo needs separation.

Mai: No one’s said it more than you that there are very few women who are going to be able to stand and trade with Isis. Jo isn’t one of them.

Jo attempts to come out of the corner only for Isis to place a hand on her chest and use her strength to send her flying back first into the turnbuckles once more. Immediately Isis spins around looking to deliver a spinning back fist the side of Jo’s head only for the Scot to duck the hand and come out of the corner, spinning as she does so and unloading a series of stiff kicks into the Titaness’ stomach before she left her feet with a dropsault that saw her plant one foot on her chest as she brought the other up, connecting with her jaw. As Jo landed on her knee and started to push back up to her feet Isis rushed forward once more looking for another clothesline only for Jo to avoid the blow once more, stepping past Isis and quickly leaping onto the middle turnbuckle to leap backwards, driving an elbow into the Isis jaw before she dropped down and swept out the tall woman’s legs, sending her down to the mat. Isis rolled over onto her knees only for Jo to hook her head and attempt a DDT only to get shoved backwards into the ropes, McFarlane rebounding back towards and delivered a running knee into her gut that caused the tall woman to lean forward and gets pulled down into a small package pinfall.

One…

Two…

...T

Mai: That was the biggest small package in the business right there when a woman the size of Isis tries it.

Zack: She knows Jo knows her well, so she’s trying to use a few different tactics to throw McFarlane off here in the early going.

The former Future Shock Champion powered out of the pinfall and started back to her feet only for Jo to cut her off when she got to one knee with a headbutt delivered to the bridge of her nose. The red haired wrestler pushed up from one knee to her feet as Jo spun around and looked to fire off a spinning back kick into her opponent’s midsection only to find the shot blocked before the big woman stepped forward and drove clubbing forearms across her shoulders causing Jo to stumble forward. Isis followed her Scottish opponent, grabbing hold of her shoulder and spun her around and jerked her forward, lifting her off her feet and driving her down with a spinebuster.

Zack: Nothing but power here as Isis plants Jo with that spinebuster. This is what Isis brings to the table!

Mai: Jo knows her well as she said, but the thing is knowing someone and standing across the ring from them are completely different things.

McFarlane sat up only to get a forearm to the face from a kneeling Isis who takes a fistful of her hair, bringing Jo to her feet, delivering three more forearms to Jo’s jaw as she did so. Valero warned the Californian about the use of the hair only to get a shrug from the tall woman who violently jerked Jo forward and downwards, bringing her off balance and sending her face first into the canvas. Isis dropped back to the ropes, bouncing off them as Jo pushed up onto all fours and delivered a low dropkick into the side of her head. Jo rolled all the way through onto all fours only to get her head hooked by the powerhouse wrestler, lifting her up off her feet and into a slingshot suplex, bouncing her feet off the top rope before snapping her over and driving her back into the canvas.

Zack: Targeted offense from the Titaness as she continues to punish Jo’s back again and again.

Isis pulled Jo upwards once more only to Irish whip into the nearest corner, charging in behind and delivering a splash that crushes her against the turnbuckles. Isis took two steps backwards, Jo following her and the strong woman scooped her up in her arms and delivered a body slam. Jo instantly tried to rise only to be slammed back down once more. Again Jo pushed up quickly to her feet - a hand going to her back only for Isis to scoop her once more, this time onto her shoulder and head towards the middle of the ring where she planted her with a powerslam before she made the cover.

Mai: Jo must feel like Isis is trying to make her a permanent part of the ring!

One…

Two-

Zack: Jo still has fight left in her, she’d love to be the Evolution Champion or in line for it. And with a submission she’d help Team Scotland greatly in Global Wars.

Jo kicked out on the two count and was pulled up to her feet by her opponent who pushed her backwards into the ring ropes before she fired across the ring, lifting her leg upwards as she attempted a big boot only for Jo to baseball slide underneath the attempt, where she rolled over onto her hands and knees and lunged towards Isis, driving her shoulder into the back of her knee to send her down to one knee. The Scotswoman pushed up to her feet and began to pepper the American with a volley of stiff kicks to her back and then to her legs as Isis started to turn around only for Jo to drop down and take her off her feet with a textbook example of a drop toe hold. McFarlane floated over the tall woman, grabbing hold of her head and applying a front facelock that she locked in tight, pressing her weight down on the tall woman as she looked to make it as effective as possible.

Zack: Jo’s got that front facelock well applied. If she can manage to keep the Titaness down, she’ll have a much easier job tonight in this match.

Mai: Plus you gotta figure both of them want to end this sooner than later, so they’ll have plenty of gas left in the tank for the battle royal later!

Despite that Isis started to push upwards, getting to one knee and began to fire off left hands into Jo’s ribcages before she pushed her backwards into the ring ropes only for McFarlane to launch herself at her foe, catching her with a perfect flying forearm. Isis took a step backwards and Jo grabbed leapt into the air and used gravity to her advantage as she pulled her downwards and into a jawbreaker. The former Future Shock Champion reeled backwards and Jo launched herself at her opponents, driving her knees into her chest that saw Isis fall back into the ropes, bouncing back off them as Jo moved past her to the ring ropes and launched herself upwards onto the top rope, springboarding off them and onto the taller woman’s shoulders where she snapped off a hurricanrana that sent her to the mat with Jo sat on her chest making the cover.

One…

Two…

Mai: One hell of a hurricanrana there from Jo, but she didn’t get enough off it to make Isis stay down more than two seconds.

Isis kicked out of the pinfall as soon as the two was counted and Jo rolled away, popping up to her feet and charged towards the ring ropes, bouncing off them and launched herself into a Thesz press that saw her take an off balance Isis to the mat and began to throw right and left hands into her body only for the Californian to kick Jo off of her. The Scot rolls to her feet once more, looking to keep the pace high as she bounces off the ring ropes only to run straight into Isis who wraps her arms around her body and snaps off a belly to belly overhead suplex. Jo hits the mat hard, bouncing on the canvas before she comes to a stop near the ropes and uses them to pull herself up to her feet only for Isis to charge at her, lowering her shoulder and driving it into her breadbasket, forcing her backwards into the corner where she delivers three straight shoulder thrusts before she straightens up and starts to fire off side kicks into Jo’s gut. Valero uses the count and gets to four before Isis holds her hands up, stepping away from the Scot for a moment before she steps forward one more time, raises her boot and presses it against Jo’s throat. Valero quickly starts to count the choke and again Isis drops her foot to the mat on the four count. Jo gasps for air and as she does so the Red Haired Goliath yanks her forward by her hair, lifting her up over her head into a Gorilla Press Slam and drops her to the canvas.

Zack: A massive gorilla press from the Titaness, and Jo is having a devil of a time neutralizing her offense.

Mai: She’s in good company. There’s a long list of Future Shock stars who had the same problem during both of her reigns.

Jo pushes up to her all fours and Isis wraps her arms around her waists and throws upwards into the air so that the smaller woman lands on her feet and the tall girl throws clubbing blows into her spine before spinning her around, kicking her in the gut and lifting her upwards onto her shoulders for a powerbomb, driving her downwards at an angle that sees Jo hit the mat with the base of her spine first and slide a couple of inches towards the corner. With a look of pain on her face and holding her spine, Jo sits up, sliding back into the corner and starts to pull herself upwards only for Isis to charge in and deliver a hip check to her head as it gets level with the middle turnbuckle. Jo collapses backwards in a sitting position against the pad only for Isis to stoop over her, wrapping both hands around the girl's throat as she pulls upright into a chokeslam, still holding her off the canvas as she turns her back on the corner and on Valero’s count of four delivers the chokeslam. Isis then falls to her knees, gathers up one leg and makes the cover again.

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Zack: A thunderous chokeslam from Isis, and that was the closest call by far! But Jo’s still not out of this yet.

Jo’s shoulder comes up from the mat and Isis shakes her head in disgust as she tells Jo that she’s made a huge mistake. The Californian brings the Scottish wrestler to her feet and Irish whips her across the ring into the opposite corner, readying her forearm before she charges in after McFarlane only for Jo to get her feet up and drive them into the big woman’s chest. Isis staggers backwards to the middle of the ring as Jo returns to her slumped position against the turnbuckles. The big woman lets out a roar of anger and charges forward once more only for Jo to dive out of the ropes and to the apron at the last second, luring Isis in and causing her to run chest first into the turnbuckle pads. The red Haired Goliath is holding her front as she takes two steps backwards - getting no further as Jo leaves her feet, top ropes in her hand and delivers an enzugiri to the back of the big woman’s head. Isis falls forward, striking the top turnbuckle with her breastbone once again and Jo quickly scales the ropes in that corner, grabbing hold of her opponent's head and launches herself forward into a Tornado DDT as she drags her head first into the mat.

Zack: Now that’s a smart strategy, Jo’s looking for a knockout now with that tornado DDT!

Mai: That’s her best strategy, she’s not gonna make Isis submit! I’m not sure anyone will ever make that woman quit.

Isis sits up and rolls to one side, finding the ropes and grabbing hold of the middle one as she held the back of her head. Spotting her in that position, McFarlane scampers across the ring, bouncing off the ropes and returning to drive both of her boots into Isis’ face with the Tiger Feint kick. Isis falls backward to the canvas as Jo lands on her feet on the apron and leaps up onto the top rope, springboarding off into a somersault before she opens up, landing with a splash right on top of Isis that the smaller woman holds for the pinfall.

One…

Two…

...THR-

Zack: Beautiful splash, but Isis is still very much alive. It’s been seen again and again how absolutely resilient and tough the former 2x Future Shock Champion is.

Isis kicks out, causing Jo to roll away and come to her feet, setting off immediately towards the ropes, hitting them and returning with a hesitation dropkick into the Californian’s face, sending her back to the mat as she sits up. Isis once more attempts to sit up but as she does so, Jo grabs hold of her wrist and pulls it up over her head as she locks in a wristlock, using all of the torque in the hold to bring Isis onto her back. Keeping the hold locked in, Jo kicks up into the air and drives her knees into her shoulder. The former No Surrender Champion repeats it a second and a third time before she releases the wrist and starts to pull Isis up to her feet by the head, underhooking the arm and delivered a DDT/shoulderbreaker variant, pulling her downwards and driving the shoulder into her bent knee.

Mai: I don’t remember seeing Jo use that too much. Isis isn’t the only one trying to vary up her game tonight clearly, Zack.

Isis pops back up to her knees, holding her shoulder as she tries to make it all the way to a vertical base only for Jo to catch her once more with a number of kicks into the gut before Jo grabs hold of the former Future Shock Champion by the arm, applying an armwrench before she drives another kick into the gut with added venom as this one caused Isis to lean forward and allowed Jo to bring her foot up into her opponent’s armpit before she fell back, fully extending her leg in an attempt to dislocate the shoulder with the modified Eat Defeat turning it into an inverted stomp shoulderbreaker. Isis rolled away with a shriek of pain and dropped to her knees on the canvas, clasping her arm against her. Immediately Jo went back on the attack, grabbing the arm that she’d been working over, stepping over it and rolling the tall woman through into a cross armbreaker.

Zack: I stand corrected, she IS looking for a submission! I’ve never seen Isis tap in FFW, this could be the first time ever!

Mai: It would be huge for Team Scotland, but I just….I can’t see any way she can make it happen. I can’t recall Isis even looking like she thought she would quit.

Jo pulled back as far as she could on the arm, locking in the hold in tight as Isis tried to power out of it...only for Jo to bring her foot down across her chest. Again the Titaness attempted to use her power to break out of the submission, getting another boot to the chest. Isis lets out a cry that is a mix of both irritation and pain as Jo somehow finds a way to pull back a little more, further increasing the pain of the hold. The referee asks Isis if she wants to quit only for her to refuse with a pained shake of her head. The referee asks again, getting no answer from Isis as she seems to be inching the pair across the canvas towards the ropes, coming to a halt so close to them; her hand hovering over the mat. She refused, her face grimacing as she looked about to tap...only to make one last effort and manage to wrap her hand around the bottom rope. Valero started the five count as Jo held on to the arm right up until the four count.

Zack: Jo McFarlane is getting every bit of that count to do as much damage as possible. She knows how much is riding on this match, not just for her but for her team in Global Wars.

Mai: I guarantee you Isis isn’t as concerned about the team, because she knows the odds aren’t looking great. But she is focused on this without question.

Jo got to her feet and headed towards the corner, climbing to the top rope where she measured Isis as the red haired goliath got to her feet, holding her shoulder before launching herself into a missile dropkick...and hitting the mat hard, head bouncing, as Isis sidesteps her. The former Future Shock Champion shakes her arm out as Jo starts to rise and using her good arm spun towards her to take her down with a discus clothesline. Jo started to rise from the canvas only for Isis to drop her shoulder, driving it into her gut and with one arm lifted her upwards and dropped her yet again with a Samoan Drop. Isis leaned back, making the cover as she continued to shake out her bad arm.

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Two…

...THR-

Mai: That is one of the most painful looking Samoan drops you’ll ever see, especially from a woman who lives in LA.

Jo kicked out and Isis rolled to her knees, pulling Jo up with her to her feet and drove her knee upwards into her face, delivering five knees before she scooped her upwards, grimacing as she favoured one arm and drilled Jo into the mat with the Michonku driver. Isis gripped her arm once more, trying to get it feeling like normal as Jo was slowly pushing herself back up only to receive a headbutt then get scooped up off her feet with one arm and sent flying backwards with a fallaway slam. Jo sat up as she hit the canvas and reached for the ropes, using them to pull herself upright and as she made it to a vertical base, Isis wrapped one arm around her waist from behind, hooked her leg with the other and with an unexpected grunt of effort she hoisted the Scot upwards and drove her into the canvas with a belly to back suplex, bridging it as she kept the leg hooked.

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Zack: We’ve seen Jo’s determination and will to compete many times, and you’re seeing it again as she still isn’t out of the ballpark yet.

Mai: Isis isn’t worrying about submissions though. She wants the win, she wants to be either next in line for the Evolution title...or to have it if Leona can make history in the main event.

Jo kicks out once more and Isis rolls away, holding her arm once again as the suplex had obviously taken a little bit out of her and the Champion started to measure McFarlane up, waiting for her to get to her feet before she charged forward, looking for the Clothesline from Hell only for Jo to duck underneath it, grabbing hold of Isis injured arm as she did so, spinning the tall woman around and into a japanese arm drag that sent her across the ring, getting to her feet Jo charged towards Isis, leaving her feet to drive her knee into her jaw as she rose, dropping her back down to one knee as she landed on her feet and McFarlane stepped up on her foe’s knee to deliver a shining wizard right into the bad shoulder. Landing on her feet once more, Jo focused on the injured arm, dragging Isis back down to the mat as she lay on her spine and pulled back on the arm with a fujiwara arm bar.

Mai: I’ve said this more than once, but this is a mistake! I don’t think Jo is gonna make Isis quit, I’ve seen no one in FFW do it. She needs to go for pinfalls.

Zack: That’s easy for you to say sitting out here, you’re not the one fighting for potential and national pride to boot.

Isis was caught right in the middle of the ring, crying in agony as her free hand came to run through her hair, refusing to tap as the referee asked her the question. Jo pulled back further on the arm, getting another squeal of pain from the Titaness. Still she refused to tap, kicking out with her feet and began to twist and bend her body around, still trapped in the hold finally able to stretch the entirety of her 6’6” frame and hook a foot over the bottom rope. Again Valero used the count to finally get the break on four, Jo rolling back to her feet and pulls Isis away from the ropes, snapping her backwards with a side Russian leg sweep. Isis rolls away and tries to get to her feet only for Jo to springboard off the ropes in front of her and attempt to spin around her body to lock in the Gingervitis christo, targeting the arm once more. Before she can lock it in however, Isis manages to pull her arm free, causing Jo to rotate around her body once more and get caught with a sidewalk slam.

Zack: Jo was looking for her Christo right there, but Isis got her arm free. And boy, did she pay for that!

Mai: I told you it was a mistake, it was before and it still is. Forget submissions, and just try to win by pinfall. Both of them still have to come back later for the battle royal!

Isis pushes to her feet and spots Jo getting upright and skips towards her as she makes it vertical, catching her in the face with the Priceless Kiss bicycle kick. Jo’s eyes flicker as she stumbles and staggers backwards, catching the ropes only for them to bounce her back the way she comes, straight into a series of kicks to the chest that is capped off with a spinning kick to the chest that sees her fall to the mat on all fours. Isis instantly bounces off the nearest set of ropes, leaping high into the air and coming down with a curb stomp to the back of her head, driving her face first into the canvas; Jo rolls over and Isis drops down to make the cover, cradling her bad arm and reaching for a long with her good arm.

One…

Two…

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

Zack: A devastating curb stomp from the Living Firework, but it’s STILL not enough to keep the Titaness down!

Mai: I bet Jo’s realizing she might not have known Isis as well as she though at this point.

Jo’s arm pops up off the canvas at the last moment and Isis bends down to scoop up the woman off the mat, lifting her lifeless body up to her shoulder. The Titaness grimaced with pain for a moment before McFarlane came to life, firing elbows into the side of Isis head, gaining her freedom and as she dropped down to the mat, Jo grabbed Isis by the shoulder, jerking Isis backwards and into a backstabber as she fell. Isis rolled and started to come up to her feet only for Jo to run towards the ropes, springboarding off them and into a disaster kick, causing Isis to stumble before McFarlane grabbed hold of her arm and jerk into an inside cradle pinfall attempt.

Zack: There’s a disaster kick….INSIDE CRADLE!! Isis is stunned!

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!

The referee calls for the bell as Isis kicks out a moment too late, Jo sliding out of the ring as she raises her hand in victory.

Mai: That’s what she should have been doing all along, Zack! Now she and Isis both better recover and recuperate as fast as they can before the battle royal!

Anita: Here is your winner, by way of pinfall...JO MCFARLANE!!!

Zack: One of two things is certain! Either we just crowned the next Evolution Champion in that woman right there….or she just earned herself a shot at it either one! Scotland moves up 3 points on the scoreboard as well, and we’re just getting started, folks!

Isis was quick to her feet as she heard the announcement - just in time to see Robert Valero raising Jo’s hand at the base of the ramp and her eyes went wild; the Titaness staring a hole through the Scottish wrestler, stomping her feet and kicking at the ring ropes, telling Jo that she’d see her later in the Global Wars battle royal as Jo slowly headed up the ramp.







"Apex Predator" begins to play over the pa system as the arena dims down, red strob 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: A major opportunity for Echo kicks off the show tonight, and given recent events the heavy hitter is looking to show her worth in FFW.

Mai: Considering the bigger name she's going against, the bigger woman could get a good reputation going. When she beats her, of course.

The lights dim just before “Heavy” by The Glorious Sons starts playing throughout the arena.

Come heavy or don't come at all,
You leave your piece at home that's your call,
It never paid to be merciful,
Come heavy or don't come at all

The lights come up as the music rises and Ruby Tyler bursts through the curtain, running down the ramp and high-fiving fans along the way.

Come heavy or don't come at all,
Been here before and watched a better man fall
I smell the fear on you boy
Come heavy or don't come at all

Anita: From Barstow, California, weighing in at one hundred thirty-five pounds, she is the Huntress, RUBY! TYLER!

Tossing her jacket aside, Ruby turns to face the crowd and pumps her fist in the air before sliding underneath the bottom rope, grinning as she heads to her corner and climbs the turnbuckle, her head bobbing as the chorus plays out. Once the music fades, she hops down and turns, waiting for her opponent.

Zack: Tonight marks the debut of Ruby Tyler, and after the weeks of promos featuring the monster slayer, she has a very big one to take down tonight.

Mai: Yep, little miss symbiote lady is gonna make that three count echo in her favor! HA! See what I did, Zack?

The bell rings and immediately Echo charges out of her corner and rushes for Ruby at ramming speeds, but Tyler pivots her way out of danger, causing Echo to run chest first into the turnbuckles. Echo stumbles out of the corner, turning to find Ruby only for her to get a chop block across the chest! The fans let out a “WOOO!” to the chop, then yell out again when Ruby hits it for a second time. Tyler then whips Echo into the ropes, leaping over her on the return, then hits Echo with an uppercut as she bounces back, bringing Echo down to the mat. Ruby climbs the turnbuckles as Echo gets onto all fours, then leaps off with a stomp to her back that drops Echo back down to the mat.

Zack: Ruby is already mocking Echo early in this fight, throwing her around almost at the word 'go'.

Mai: That run into the turnbuckles didn't do her any favors, but she's still a big strong woman. Ruby's not all that!

After Echo collapses, Ruby rolls her over as quickly as she can, then covers.

ONE!

That's all Ruby gets as Echo lifts her like deadweight over her head, doing a mocking bench press before throwing Tyler off of her. Echo takes this moment to roll to her feet, while Ruby regains her bearings from that toss. Echo grabs Ruby by the hair and throws her across the ring, the fans booing her for doing so. Ruby sits herself up, while Echo approaches her, dropping an elbow onto her collar bone. Echo then stands over Ruby, placing Tyler's head between her legs, and then grabs for her leg, pulling up on it!

Zack: Echo calls this move a stump puller, and it definitely looks painful with the way she's trying to force Ruby's leg out of it's joint.

Mai: Maybe that's why it's a stump puller, once Echo's done with her 'Stumpy' will be Ruby's new name!

Fortunately for Ruby her other leg manages to reach the ropes, and the ref makes note of it. He counts to four before Echo lets go, then grabs under Ruby's arms to pull her away from the ropes. Echo lifts her up and forces her into a Full Nelson, but Ruby immediately struggles to get out of. Ruby tries to reach for the ropes, but Echo not only pulls her back, but lifts her up over her head for a suplex, bridging for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

Ruby manages to roll out of the pin, the spin causing her to slip out of Echo's grasp. Ruby runs for the ropes and jumps up to a kneeling Echo, hitting her with a side kick!

Zack: Echo tries for submission after submission, but Ruby manages to slip out of her way!

Mai: Meh, if the gem girl had a bit more mass to her she wouldn't slide out so easily like a lubed up-

Zack: Don't finish that thought.

Ruby picks Echo up by the head, throwing a knee into her gut as she stands, then tries for a vertical suplex, but Echo wraps her leg around to avoid the lift. Echo then elbows Ruby's face, allowing the larger woman to bring Ruby up for the suplex instead. Echo pulls it off, then runs at the ropes to come back with a splash to Tyler! Echo hooks the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Ruby gets her shoulder up! Echo looks at Ruby with a silent leer, stalking over her as Tyler gets to her feet. Once Ruby is upright Echo kicks her midsection, causing her opponent to double over. Echo then forces her head between her legs, lifts her up and falls back for a piledriver! Echo rolls Ruby over for another cover.

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Ruby manages a kickout again! Echo looks at the ref, who holds up to fingers to the aggravated woman.

Zack: Echo is trying everything in her books to keep Ruby down, but nothing's working! And it looks as though that's getting to her!

Mai: Hey, if I had to deal with someone as small as she is getting out of every pin, I'd be upset too. Echo's got places to go, she doesn't have time for fights like this!

Zack:...

As Ruby gets up Echo grabs her by the head, but Tyler slaps her arms away and kicks at Echo's gut! She follows up with another kick, but Echo catches this one and grabs at her chest. She lifts Ruby up for a one-armed spinebuster...and it connects! Echo covers again!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Ruby gets her shoulder up at the last possible second! Echo slams her hands into the mat as she waits for Ruby to get up one last time. She puts Ruby's head between her legs, and signals for the end!

Zack: Echo wants to end this now! She's going to try and put Ruby out with the Whispers powerbomb!

Mai: Oooh, I like that name! Maybe Echo can get my head there and let me whisper to-

Mai's mic is cut off as Echo lifts Ruby up for the powerbomb, but as she's lifted Ruby plants her knees against Echo's chest, jabbing away at Echo's head! Tyler pushes down on Echo's head as Ruby shifts her weight down, planting a Codebreaker onto the larger woman!

Zack: CRIMSON KISS!

Echo falls back from the reaction of that move, and Ruby rolls on top while hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEEEE!

DING DING DING

Anita: Here is your winner...RUBY! TYLER!

Zack: That jawbreaker was the end of Echo, and all Ruby needed was to be in the right spot to pull it off!

Mai: They do say she can hit that kiss from anywhere, just didn't think they literally meant it...

Ruby smiles as she has her hand raised up, the crowd chanting her name out before she leaves the ring.

Zack: What a note for Global Wars to start off on! A great performance from both women, and we have plenty more action to come!

[Adam Grant]

Guest Perks

The next image we see is of a nicely decorated dressing room with a HD monitor on the wall, plush furniture and even an array of food. As the camera comes in, we find it’s already occupied a redhead unfamiliar to many FFW fans before Adam comes in to greet her with something behind his back. He quickly introduces her to the camera.

Adam: I’d like all of you to meet Valerie McKinley, a bright and future star over in Rise that I invited tonight to the show. And….brought a gift!

The redhead gives a little wave to the camera as she directs her attention towards the Future Shock director.

Valerie: Thank you for inviting me. I don’t often get to see a show from the other side of things, if you will. And you got me a gift? You shouldn’t have.

Adam pulls whatever is behind him around, showing a Patriots helmet before he offers it to her.

Adam: I happen to know you’re a New England Patriots fan...even if not many in Houston are. So I thought I’d get you a game worn helmet as a souvenir and thanks for coming.

Her eyes grow wide as she reaches out and takes the trademark silver helmet of her beloved Patriots, a smile creeping onto her face.

Valerie: This is going to look amazing on my shelf back in Detroit!

Adam: Aaaand….

He reaches into his pocket, producing what looks like a pair of tickets.

Adam: I also happen to have heard you are a ballet fan. So I thought I’d arrange a couple tickets to a performance tomorrow night here in Houston. These are for the Nutcracker at the Houston Ballet Sunday night for you...and anyone you’d like to bring.

If the helmet made her eyes grow wide, the tickets made her (internally) squeal.

Valerie: Eeee! This is the best early Christmas present.

Adam: Long story short is I’m glad to see you here, I’ve been looking forward to meeting you. I know you’ve chatted a bit back and forth with Jake on Twitter, and I’m sure he’ll be along to say hello too.

Valerie: You’ve really outdone yourself, Adam. i don’t even know how I can begin to thank you. I’m going to enjoy the show even more now.

Adam: I’ll send him your way when I see him. Until then, enjoy the show. And if you need anything, fire a text to either me or Jake and we’ll get it sorted, alright?

He gives her a hug before exiting the room, leaving her to watch the show before we cut back to the ring.







Anita: The following contest is set for one fall!

Zack: I told you we had some guests here tonight, and there you just saw Rise’s Valerie McKinley who came to Global Wars to see all this in person. Next up, you could call it extremely delayed fallout with two women who ran across one another years before they found themselves together in FFW. Artemis Kaiser and Valentina Lozano are up next!

Jo: Who needs downtime anyway! Kidding. This is a strange one in a lot of ways, as Valentina was never a wrestler in the other company that was just mentioned. That went to Isis Morales. That said...Valentina was always a bitch and even more so when she could just be a mouthpiece.

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.

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 or the match to begin.

Zack: Rumors backstage tonight have it that Valentina and Isis will be chasing the forthcoming Future Shock tag titles together, but they both have other fish to fry tonight. We’ll see the Titaness later tonight, but now Valentina has an old foe she attacked recently after her debut.

Jo: Valentina doing what Valentina does! Clinging to whatever will get her so much as a scrap of attention! Unlike with Isis’ two matches at various ends of the night, she doesn’t have anything major to play for unless you count sticking it to Artemis!

“WITH BLOOD AND RAGE OF CRIMSON RED, RIPPED FROM A CORPSE SO FRESHLY DEAD, TOGETHER WITH MY HELLISH HATE, I WILL BURN YOU ALL! THAT IS YOUR FATE!”

The arena lights fall into darkness. In the sky, there is only flashes of blue and purple. They cascade, while rumbling thunder and flashes of lightning flow out. The lightning illuminates the arena briefly. The audience is silence, only awaiting what would come next. As they fall into a false sense of security, they are delightfully greeted by the screech of an electric guitar. The countdown of “Sonne” by Rammstein follows. The audience counts down with it.

"ᴇɪɴs, ᴢᴡᴇɪ, ᴅʀᴇɪ, ᴠɪᴇʀ, ғᴜɴғ, sᴇᴄʜs, sɪᴇʙᴇɴ, ᴀᴄʜᴛ, ɴᴏɪɴ, ᴀᴜs."

The heavy instrumentals deafen the audience. The lights go full on, switching rapidly between blue and light purple. Stepping into the light, the God of Anger makes her appearance. The light showcases the infamous red mark that she dons upon her face, her war paint. She looks among the arena with a vicious spirit radiating off her. She tightens the tape around her hands and takes a deep breath. It only takes a moment before Artemis Kaiser lets free her loud roar of battle. She begins her march down the rampway.

Sparks from gerbs flutter alongside her, engulfing in brilliant light. The tail end of her coat flies behind her; her cap shadows her face. The crowd chants along with the familiar words of her thunderous battle hymn. As she makes it to the center of the ramp, she stops. She bows her head, a prayer of some sort. At this time, Cory takes a step forward and begins to make the call.

Anita: Making her way down to the ring, weighing in at 135 pounds, fighting out of Mount Pearl, Newfoundland, Canada, she is the GOD OF ANGER, ARTEMIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS KAAAAAAAAAAAAISEEEEEEEEER!

Artemis lifts her head on sequence and continues her way down the ramp. Her eyes are sharp with violent intention. She pays no heed to the audience as she leaps clean onto the ring apron. She stands there for a moment before entering the ring.

She then ascends the nearest turnbuckle. From there, she raises her head and roars again. Her wolf teeth mouthguard shines brightly before she concludes her roar. She then leaps off the turnbuckle. She fires off some blows into the turnbuckle pad before turning her head towards the ring. She shadow boxes slightly before leaning onto the ropes like a hungry, anxious beast. Artemis Kaiser is ready.

Zack: Artemis Kaiser, known to a few as Angry McArmbar, is just one of a few recent big signings to FFW including Felicity Banks and Zoey Adler. But unlike those two, Artemis came to FFW with a hit list of opponents. The Latin Goddess is on that list, and she’s about to try to cross it off in a moment.

Jo: That list of opponents is bigger than she would like to admit that it is, but thankfully not all of them are in bad blood! Though if what we know about Valentina is anything to go by, crossing it off once will just piss Valentina off even more

The bell is called, and Valentina takes a single step out towards the middle of the ring...and crouched ever so slightly, waving her fingers for Artemis to comes closer to her. Artemis looks at the Canadian closely, suspiciously almost. Considering it for a moment, she measures Valentina before taking off at her, knocking the Goddess to the outside with a clothesline! Valentina tumbles over, smacking her back on the way down the a massive cheer from the crowd. Grinning widely, it’s Artemis’ turn to make it known to Valentina she wants her back in the ring, but Valentina isn’t having any of it, getting back to her feet and shaking her head at Artemis. A low growl comes from the smaller woman’s mouth, where appears to decide whether or not she should go and give chase. Valentina makes no interest in moving, even though the referee is now quite high in his count. At that point, the God of Anger decides she’s had enough of this and rolls out of the ring, giving chase to Valentina! She grabs the Latin Goddess by the arm, changes her grip to her hair and then pretty much throws her back into the ring, following suit! But as she reaches all fours, Valentina’s foot connects with her head and sends her sprawling across the mat!

Jo: I’m not sure that was the smartest strategy Valentina ever had. Artemis has wanted her hands on Valentina for a while and isn’t scared to go “eff this” and make your life hell, just because. Saying that though, Valentina definitely got what she wanted here.

Zack: Clearly the Latin Goddess is having a good time in the ring. But in your previous company, you two were aligned as you mentioned in your video. What about Valentina made you want to align with her at that time? You two have been at each other’s throats since the day she got here, what changed?

Jo: I didn’t, and as I said, it was Isis that wrestled. Valentina was the manager. It was the person we were both aligned to that caused us to have to do some kind of work together. Honestly...I’ve never liked her but did attempt to be cordial with them for the sake of the mutual faction members. Worst mistake I ever made.

Valentina grins widely, raising an arm to the crowd who jeer her. Scowling, She reaches down and pulls the God of Anger up in a similar fashion to how the roles had been reversed and puts a knee in her stomach, forcing her double. From there, she forces Artemis to stand straight before taking at her with a scissor kick that has enough force behind it to take her down entirely! Or it would have if Valentina hadn’t held herself like that, almost suspending Artemis in mid air. Eventually, Valentina removes her foot, but the woman from Newfoundland doesn’t fall, having been held up for too long. So Valentina takes Artemis and drops her with a standing bulldog instead. Pulling the God to her feet, Artemis is then dragged across the ring and face planted into the middle turnbuckle on the way down from a Russian Legsweep! Another boot to the back forces Artemis there, and all she can do at this point is turn around. Turning around would be an even bigger mistake however the Latina proceeds to stomp a mudhole in her! The anger in Valentina’s face is obvious as she stomps away at her, before finally putting her boot in Artemis’ face, this rubbing the smaller woman’s face with said boot!

Jo: Valentina really is just going ham on Artemis right now and hell if she doesn’t think she might have this in the bag right now!

Relenting, the Latin Goddess pulls back from the assault and then pulls Artemis up to her feet. Resting her in the corner, Artemis is then landed with chops to the chest, each one turning her a bright shade of red every time, Artemis’ face screams how much pain she is in. Valentina then picks the smaller woman up with considerable ease and sits her on the top buckle, then climbs up herself. Also now standing on the top rope, she hooks Artemis’ head, and with a scream, drops her with a thunderous superplex! Clearly it took a bit out of Valentina as well, but she made an attempt to hide it as she covered!

Zack: That’s the thing about the superplex, it winds you as much as it hurts your opponent. Lozano’s going for the cover here!
ONE!

TWO! ---Nope!

The count is waved off, and Valentina looks around to see that Artemis had grabbed the rope! Furious, Valentina starts going after the referee! While that’s going on, Artemis is getting up!

Jo: God damnit, Valentina will you just think about the match for five seconds rather than your own skewed view of injustice?

Zack: Valentina’s not used to having things go in a different way, much less people not kowtowing to her whims. The referee is not one of her underlings.

Valentina is too busy arguing to notice anything however….at least until it’s too late and Artemis, once reaching a place that resembles a three point stance, leaps forward and knocks Valentina flat on her face with one hell of a shove! She turns the Goddess over and wails into her with punches, elbows, whatever she can get into her! Eventually, the smaller Canadian is pulled off of Valentina, though she is still clearly foaming at the mouth to get her hands on Valentina again. As soon as she is let go however, she charged at Valentina and rocked her with a stockton slap! Valentina reels and gives Artemis the exact reaction she was looking for, where she then lobbies three soccer kicks into Valentina’s midsection, the last one connecting with such force that the sound echoed around the arena! An “ohhhhh” went around the arena, now expecting that. Valentina clutched her side in pain. Following on, Artemis dropped the Goddess with a half and half suplex!

Zack: Artemis’ feet should be registered as lethal weapons. And if you want to start a petition for that, I’m sure Valentina will be among the first to sign...and an impressive suplex to follow it all!

Jo: I’d sign it too if I wasn’t vaguely worried about what might happen if I did. The God of Anger is back in the driver’s seat though, and after what she took, she needs to be!

Valentina goes down, and Artemis gets up. She takes a run and drops on Valentina again with a double knee drop to the stomach! Valentina’s legs come up and her own knees go dangerously close to Artemis’ head, but the smaller woman gets out of there before anything can happen. A stomp comes next, and she then rolls Valentina to her front where she locks in the grape vine ankle lock. Quickly, we can see the change in Valentina’s face as the pain of the ankle lock sets in. When asked for a submission however, she not only shakes her head but tells the referee exactly where she shove it. As a response to that, Artemis only adds more torque to the hold, causing the Latin Goddess to scream out in pain. Satisfied with this, Artemis pulls harder again, almost as if she’s determined to snap her ankle! Valentina's face screws up tightly in pain and her hand does indeed hover for a moment above the mat, but it turns into a thundering punch on the mat as though trying to rally herself while no one else is.

Jo: Like how her feet can be argued to be lethal weapons, so can the torque she’s got there, and you can see it on Valentina’s face, that’s not a good place to be right now!

Zack: Kaiser said after Valentina put her foot on her neck after her debut, she was going to take that leg off and beat her with it. And she’s looking to keep that promise here.

Spotting the ropes, she goes ahead for them the best she can, only to be pulled back again by the God of Anger. Valentina, with nothing else for it, twists her free leg around and uses that to kick her way out of the hold. Eventually it works and Artemis releases the hold, while Valentina makes a mad scramble for the ropes. She fails at this however as she is grabbed by Artemis, who uppercuts the taller woman and reels her backwards. A dropick soon follows and then a second. Using her height deficit to her advantage however, she jumped up, hooked the head and dropped Valentina with a jumping DDT! Releasing her head, she then covered and hooked the leg!

Jo: Valentina got out of it, but not for long and there’s the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE---Kick out!

Zack: Valentina’s one of the more powerful women on the roster, and she’s resilient as as they come. Even Artemis seems to be a little surprised by it. But then again, this is the first time they’ve been in a ring together.
Shaking her head as the referee confirms two, Artemis rolls to her feet and awaits Valentina doing the same. The Latin Goddess does so, though clearly favouring her ankle. Artemis takes Valentina by the wrist and launches her into the ropes, dropping her again with a clothesline on the rebound. Pulling Valentina up again, she lifts Valentina off her feet and attempts a stalling suplex, but the additional height hasn’t helped any and this doesn’t last at all. That said, Valentina lands exactly as expected. However, Valentina rolls away and grabs the ropes, using them to pull herself up before ignoring her pained ankle entirely and going for Artemis...and whatever she was going for failed as Artemis ducked and rolled out of the way, forcing Valentina to turn around. Artemis goes for a roundhouse, but is caught. She goes for an enziguri off the back of that but Valentina ducks her head and Artemis goes flying over her! She quickly corrects herself and JUST lands on her feet. Spinning to face Valentina again, the two close the gap and only now get in each other’s faces. Taking a step back, Valentina grabs Artemis by the head and drops her head into her knee, forcing her up where she holds her face, wiping at it and checking for blood. Valentina moves to finish the job, but Artemis grabs her by the wrist and brings her down this time with an armdrag. Pulling Valentina to her feet, she drops her again with a backdrop driver!

Zack: A backdrop driver plants the Latin Goddess on the back of her head, and the God of Anger is in firm control and smells blood in the water!

Jo: She’s been smelling blood in the water since she came out, and after that exchange, more than ever!

The Texan crowd is coming alive with this, which Artemis ignores largely. Surveying Valentina as she gets up, the God of Anger takes off and damn near takes Valentina’s head off with the rolling elbow!

Zack: There’s the FIRST CRUSADE...and I don’t think there’s going to be a repeat performance! Kaiser has the cover!

Artemis is on her and hooks both legs!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Jo: And it’s done! Artemis has a name off her hitlist!

Anita: Here is your winner by way of a pinfall, “THE GOD OF ANGER”, ARTEMIS KAISER!

Artemis’ hand is raised and with a grin on her face, she raises the other. Spotting the camera in front of her, she tells Isis Morales quite clearly to watch her back.

Zack: Well I guess we know who the next name on the list is, and that’d be Isis Morales. She’s certainly not backing down from massive challenges. She’s telling the Titaness she’s coming for her next!

Jo: And after that sound victory over Valentina there, Isis really should watch her back!

Taking to celebrate her victory, we go elsewhere.






Anita: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Zack: There is a significant amount of jockeying for position in the No Surrender division. Later tonight, that title will be on the line when Starla meets the #1 contender, Savannah Taylor. Meanwhile, we got two women about to meet who would like to climb the ladder closer still.

Valerie: That they most definitely would! Our first Future Shock graduate since the relaunch had her sights set on this from day one, much like Vanessa.

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: The last outing Lily-Rose saw was against Jodie Gray, which weirdly became all about Jodie’s fiance. Tonight she definitely has her work cut out for her against the “Golden Elbow” as they both want the same thing.

Valerie: Jodie and Vanessa are two entirely different beats for a number of reasons. On the upshot, she doesn’t have managers here to worry about. Lily-Rose has been pretty impressive, but she hadn’t really taken on anyone quite like Vanessa before.

The lights suddenly go out all over the arena, the lights beginning to swirl all around the arena for a few moments, as confusion seems to set inside of the ring and not a movement is made inside of it while the familiar lead-in to House of Pain’s “Jump Around” plays over the PA before stopping and the following words being screamed out:

“I THINK I GOT MY SWAGGER BACK!”

Smoke begins to engulf the entire top of the entrance area from each side of the ramp before Vanessa Cade bursts out from the smoke, a great big white spotlight surrounding her as she slowly stretches out her arms out, a confident grin on her face before turning and spinning in a 360 motion with her right elbow out, letting out a war cry to a surprising amount of approval from the FFW Faithful before she begins to strut her way down to the ring, swaying her shoulders back and forth before jumping up on the apron.

Anita: And her opponent…from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada…weighing in at a one hundred and fifty pounds…SHE IS THE “GOLDEN ELBOW”…VANESSAAAAAA…CAAAAAAADEEEEEE!!!!!!

Vanessa then turns and hooks the ropes with both of her arms, looking at the crowd before entering the ring and doing a one-eighty spin with her arms extended as the crowd boos her, bringing her hands together to flash her own personal logo that’s imprinted in her gloves. After that, Vanessa slowly goes toward the other side of the ring closest to the entrance and leans back against it, waiting for the start of the match.

Zack: After quite a stretch where Vanessa Cade had nothing positive at all to say about FFW, she came back this year and has since found new purpose. That purpose and goal is currently in the locker room of Starla McCloud as we sit here.

Valerie: Despite the period of negativity, I’ve been quite happy to see Vanessa in a FFW ring again. Always a force to be reckoned with, and definitely one of those people who will not stop until she has what she wants; Starla dn Savannah should watch themselves after their match tonight as she’ll be going for them regardless.

As the two women step into the centre of the ring, they shake hands to a pop from the crowd. From there, the two women lock up, at first neither really getting the advantage. Eventually, through a greater struggle than she first expected, Vanessa is able to get over with Lily, where she backs the FS Graduate into the ropes, only to whip her out and towards the opposing end, catching her with a running dropkick on the rebound. Lily is quick to get back to her feet however, and ducks the elbow that comes her way. Vanessa spins around and is caught by a chop that catches her smack dab in the breast. Vanessa’s face says it all, and Lily looks slightly shocked that this just happened. Shrugging, she takes Vanessa’s state to bring her down with a DDT. The two women are quick back to their feet and Vanessa attempts to lock her in, but she denied that as Lily hauls Vanessa off her feet and drops her with a gutwrench suplex! The show of strength gets a cheer from the Texas crowd but Lily doesn’t stop to pose, running the ropes and dropping an elbow on the Canadian.

Zack: Houston is clearly enjoying what they see, but Lily-Rose knows she can’t have any wasted motion against a veteran like Vanessa.

Lily gets to her feet and Vanessa is close behind, catching Lily off guard with an armdrag that stretches Lily’s arm ore than she’d like, going by the look that crosses her face. Vanessa then changes tactics and drops Lily with a legsweep, following through that to roll her over and then a leg DDT. Lily’s face twists as she moves away, but the GOlden Elbow is having none of that as she grabs Lily by the leg and does it again. Standing, she lifts her foot and stomps into Lily once, twice, three times before relenting...or at least she looks like she’s relenting, but then she plants a knee in Lily’s abdomen, making her jolt. Smirking slightly, she pulls Lily to her feet and whips her into a corner, where she bashes onf the turnbuckles. Lily turns around but almost instantly regrets doing that as Vanessa had run at her and planted an elbow into her face! Lily’s head goes back but not for long as she attempts to get out of the corner. Vanessa shakes her head at the rookie, putting her back in the corner and driving knees into her. But as she stands and goes to do it a second time, she hits nothing but mat!

Valerie: Well, Vanessa was firmly in control there but some pretty good awareness on Lily’s part just gave her very, very sore knees!

Zack: The first graduate of Future Shock since the reboot last May is showing some of the skills that got her voted up by the roster.

Lily pulls herself up to her knees and resting on one hand, the other hand clutching her abdomen as she looks at Vanessa. The Canadian looks as pained as she does surprised from what just happened, getting herself to her feet. As she does though, she goes right back down again thanks to a running dropkick like before! Vanessa goes down hard, but in such a way that she can just roll through and nod at what just happened. The two women then begin to circle each other, neither of them especially willing to make a move. Finally, Lily steps forward, but sells Vanessa the dummy! She goes the other way and before Vanessa can react, she’s got the taller woman in a fall nelson! Vanessa almost gets out before it’s locked in, but Lily is quicker than she anticipated and finds herself tightly in. The hold doesn’t last for long though as Lily SLAMS Vanessa into the mat! Getting to her feet, she straddles Vanessa’s back and locks in a boston crab instead!

Valerie: Beautiful tactic there by Lily, and it has worked for her! There’s the crab, and Lily is determined!

Vanessa looks around her for the ropes, and finds that she is quite near a set. But before she can move, Lily has pulled back on her legs to sit on her back, causing her to have to rethink her strategy. Her face says she’s in pain but the yell of “no” tells us that she’s not ready to tap. As if answering, Lily pushes down more, adding as much pressure as she can to the small of Vanessa’s back. Which is going over so, so well. Clenching everything most likely, the taller blonde looks to the ropes and starts to crawl as quickly as she can given the limited time she has. Lily notices and goes to pull, but Vanessa goes forward with a sudden surge and knocks her off Vanessa’s back and the Canadian grabs the ropes! Clutching her back, she pulls herself to her feet while Lily looks slightly confused by what just happened. Getting to her feet and turning around, she takes hold of Vanessa and drops her with a belly to back suplex. With Vanessa on her front, Lily goes to work on the same area that she had been going after with the crab; the small of her back. First comes an elbow, then a foot. Finally, she rolls Vanessa to her front and in a move she seldom makes, leaps up off the second rope and lands square on Vanessa with a springboard moonsault! Despite that, it’s obvious that it is a move she doesn’t do too often, as she stands with a large smile on her face as she completed the move.

Zack: Lily’s pretty proud of herself after that, but she can bask in the pride of hitting that moonsault after the match is over.

Valerie: Definitely. Good on Lily for going out of her comfort zone there but this isn’t over yet.

Riding on the wave now, the smaller woman picks up her opponent, only to drop Vanessa again with a spinning brainbuster! Not only does Vanessa land head first, but she goes quite a bit of distance in there too which only adds to everything else. A smirk on her face, the Trouble Clef member approaches and pulls Vanessa up, this time dropping her with a backbreaker. Again she goes to lift Vanessa to her feet, but Vanessa is having none of that and delivers a stiff as hell uppercut to the American, which sends her reeling! Vanessa reaches out and grabs hold of Lily, hoisting her into the air with a stalling vertical suplex. As she stalls, we get a closeup of Lily’s face, which turned a violent shade of read very quickly. Sensing that LIly might be about to try and wriggle her way out of it, she falls back and drops LIly-Rose on her back. Lily rubs her face to try and get the blood moving again, but it doesn’t go for long as Vanessa grabs one of those hands and locks in an armbar! The Canadian pulls with as much might as she can on the smaller woman’s arm, Lily apparently not okay with this as she protests.

Valerie: Vanessa is pretty well known for her armbars...almost as much as she is for gold, actually. That’s gonna cause Lilly a lot of problems.

Zack: We may have seen Angry McArmbar earlier, but Vanessa’s showing us all she knows a thing or two about it herself.

Vanessa continues to pull, each pull that little bit harder than the last, to the point where it does begin to look a little like she actually does want to rip Lily’s arm out. But Lily gets her wits about her after saying no for the third time. She pulls her arm towards her, links fingers, pulls back for only a moment and then, to Vanessa’s surprise, lets go and with enough force behind her, pulls her arm out of the hold!

Valerie: Well that’s definitely a different way of getting out of the armbar, and I can’t say Vanessa will be too happy about how...sneaky that was!

Zack: I’ve just been told in my headset that the winner of this match’s first opponent in the new year is the former No Surrender Champion Mileena Savage. This match is definitely gonna vault someone up to the top brackets of the No Surrender division.

Valerie: That will be a match to see, no matter who wins it! These two have given us quite the match, so it’d be the sight to see when they go against Mileena, who is chasing pretty hard herself.

Both girls get up, Vanessa still not quite there with her back but Lily definite favouring the arm that was in the hold. Lily moves first this time, catching Vanessa with a roundhouse kick that sends her back a couple of steps. She goes for a second one but is cut off by Vanessa so she launches into an enziguri instead that definitely doesn't miss its mark! Vanessa stumbles as Lily measures her, taking off this time and attempting a sleeper instead! Vanessa shoves her off, having cottoned on to what Lily was doing very quickly. Turning around, Lily went for the boot to the chest but Vanessa sidestepped it. And just as Lily sorted herself from that, she went straight into the discus elbow!

Zack: Somewhere Anna Giovanna is watching a smile as her mentor rattled some molars wit that GOLDEN ELBOW from Vanessa Cade!

Lily drops like a sack of bricks, and Vanessa rolls her over to lock in her bridging fujiwara armbar!

Valerie: From the Golden Elbow to knock her silly to the AU lock to seal the deal!

Lily screams from the pain that the hold is causing, and looks around her for a way out. TO make it worse, there is no way she can escape like she had just a moment before. Vanessa shuffles around in her bridge, and every movement clearly makes it worse for her. She makes an effort for the ropes, but every time she does, Vanessa makes everything worse. With nothing else to give but a buggered shoulder, she taps.

Anita: Your winner by way of submission, VANESSA CADE!

Zack: Vanessa Cade puts another win in the column by making Lily-Rose submit here in Houston. And we know what that means….the “Pride of Canada” is next!

Valerie: Mileena has a Golden submission coming her way in the new year! Lily-Rose also did very well tonight, and should probably not count herself out of the hunt just yet.

Zack: Lily-Rose will learn from tonight, and she’ll be even better the next time. I’m told we’ll also now be seeing the tiebreaker between her and the Queen of Games next year as well!

Valerie: The No Surrender Division is heating up, and the rubber match we need between Lily-Rose and Jodie Gray! New Year is shaping up pretty damn well already and it’s not even Christmas!

As Vanessa’s hand is raised, she looks down to the fallen rookie. Turning to Lily, she helps her up and they shake hands again.

Lily exits and allows Vanessa her celebration. And as she does, we go elsewhere.

[Adam Grant]

Zoey’s New Groove

We cut to a video package showing the recent interventions of Zoey Adler, stopping a referee from getting her arm broken as well as a group beatdown on Misty Whitmore. Her reactions to the crowd showing her nothing but love are also shown. The show then heads to the backstage area of the Toyota Center, where we find Amber Carano standing alongside one of FFW’s newest signings in the form of Zoey Adler.

Amber: Zoey, welcome to Global Wars and your first Pay Per View as an actual member of the FFW roster!

Zoey: Hey, it’s good to be here. This time I have my own locker room and my own parking space!

She responds with a half-smile and a bit of quick wit

Zoey: Though… It was nice chillin’ in the VIP room and having limo service as a guest

Amber: The VIP Room is pretty nice…

Amber shakes her head, getting herself back in focus before this interview strays off course and they end up chatting about trivial things

Amber: Anyway… I think the first thing people would like to know is what compelled you to get involved as you have in recent weeks when you were simply here as a guest?

Zoey: Eh… I’m sure it’d be a better sell if I gave you some “rah-rah” speech about “doing the right thing” or “standing up for the cause”... But really it boils down to one simple fact.

Zoey quips

Zoey: I don’t like D-Bags… And if I see somebody being one. I’m inclined to put my foot in their ass

The reporter listens intently before continuing.

Amber: That makes sense to me. What seemed odd though is your reaction to the crowds each time you came to someone’s aid, be it a referee or Misty Whitmore. Can you explain why those reactions seemed so surprising to you?

Zoey: You ever been the target of a pissed off Miami crowd?

Amber: I uh… I can’t say I ever have

Zoey: People have the capacity to be real monsters. And it gets worse when violence appears to be accepted, if not encouraged. Because of my lineage and my ties to my father’s federation out west… They don’t always treat me very warmly.

She shrugs

Zoey: So it’s nice to step out there and not have to worry about somebody hopping the barricade with a knife. Or not worry about having trash and projectiles thrown at you

Amber: That sounds horrible…

Zoey: And that’s forgetting the pleasant things they tend to say

Amber frowns

Zoey: So, it’s cool to have the fans here in FFW treat me with respect. I’ll be real excited to ride this wave with them

Amber: Did the fan responses help you come to the decision to join the FFW roster?

Zoey: Yes and no… I mean I appreciate the fans, and I’m glad they appreciate me. But really it’s the opportunity to expand myself and take on a new challenge.

Amber: Both of the women whom you stopped from attacking Misty have taken some umbrage with you getting involved in their business. Both Mel Avilo & Bianca Salvador, known as Brazilian Storm, didn’t appreciate it at all. Now that you are part of the roster, you may be hearing from one or both of them.

Zoey: Wait… They’re mad at me?

Amber: I mean… They’re not happy with you

She cups her mouth with a pantomime look of shock before cracking that trademark grin and responding in kind

Zoey: If they have something to say to me. They can knock on my door and say it to my face

Amber: Any final thoughts you’d like to share with our viewers tonight?

Adler pauses for a moment to rub her chin before quirking a brow and turning her focus to the camera

Zoey: This is the part where I say something real deep and involved. The part where I make some glorious statement of intent for my rivals to gnaw on until the new year!

She turns her gaze back to Amber

Zoey: How was that?

Amber: You… Uh…. You really didn’t say anything?

Zoey: I know! How crazy!

Zoey says with a wink before patting Amber on the shoulder and heading into her locker room. As the door closes, we head back to the ring.







The show heads back to the ring as Future Shock’s ring announcer, Gabrielle Crimson, steps into the ring after borrowing the microphone from Anita.

Zack: We don’t get too many Future Shock title defenses outside of the show itself or their Pay Per Views. But to close out the year, FFW has given it a prime spot here at Global Wars. And we are about to see a title defense earned at Future Shock’s last event, Resistance. I am joined here by Mandy Gray, recently returned Alumni.

Mandy: Hey! First time...ever I think this has happened! Cereza earned the right to challenge who would ultimately be the woman to remove Isis from the Future Shock division once and for all!

Gaby: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FFW Future Shock Championship!

As “Money” by the Mystery Skulls begins, the lights dim down, strobe lights flashing along with the beat of a hand slamming down money onto a table repeatedly on the jumbotron. While that goes on, a figure walks out onto the stage, leaning against a pole set up just for the entrance. Once the vocals kick in, a spotlight shines down on Cereza, who takes a lollipop out of her mouth and walks down the ramp, hips swaying as she rests her fist on them. She wears a big smile on her face as she heads to the ring.

Gaby: Making her way to the ring...from Liverpool, England...the First ever and former Aspire Ring Bearer...CEREZA!

The song hits it's chorus once she reaches the bottom of the ramp. Once she reaches the ring, Cereza grabs hold of the bottom rope, bringing her legs up to do the splits and slide herself underneath.  Rolling to her feet, she holds her hand up high to show off the Aspire Ring to the hard camera, then gives it a kiss before handing it over to the referee. She backs away to her corner, ready to fight.

Zack: For those who didn’t see Future Shock Resistance, Cereza earned this match by virtue of winning the 2016 Future Shock Cup. And the prize for an alumni if they won was a title shot, but she probably didn’t think she’d be getting it here at Global Wars.

Mandy: Other than me - obviously - it could not have gone to a better person, at least as far as the alumni go. It’s a massive stage to be getting your shot on, and I hope Cereza knows what this stands for!

“LITTLE GIRL, SEVENTEEN, TRYNA GIVE ME THE RUN AROUND!
SHE WANTS TO MARRY A MOVIE STAR!
BUT I KNOW, THAT SHE KNOWS, THAT I KNOW BETTER THAN THAT...
WHEN SHE COMES KNOCKING AT MY DOOR... OH YEAH...HOOO-HOOO!!”

The sound of a car horn resounding through the arena echoes as a fairly sized custom truck begins to roll in next to the entrance ramp. The hood of the truck has a business name and phone number of a local garage and custom shop painted on for all to see. Driving the vehicle is none other than Mallory Bennett with a grin on her face and the championship belt on her dashboard. She puts the truck in park and shuts it off before stepping out to the cheers of the crowd. The Howling Tongues continues to rip through the sound system as Mallory bangs her head to the beat, title belt on her shoulder while Gillie steps out from the passenger side entrance.

“GOING DOWN NAGASAKI, SHE’S GOTTA HOLD AND SHE’S HOLDING ON TIGHT!
SHE WANTS TO KEEP ME SATISFIED, THAT’S RIGHT!
SHE CALLS EVERY NIGHT, WONDERING WHERE I BEEN RUNNIN’ ‘ROUND!
SHE’S STARTING TO WONDER IF THIS IS RIGHT...TELL ME IS THIS RIGHT!?”

Gaby: Making her way to the ring from Tampa Bay, Florida... Weighing in tonight at 140 pounds... YOUR REIGNING, DEFENDING FFW FUTURE SHOCK CHAMPION...This is “MALICIOUS” MALLORY BENNETT!

Mal rolls into the ring and climbs a top turnbuckle before raising her championship belt to the fans with a determined look on her face. She walks towards the opposite turnbuckle and does the same as her song fades out. She takes off her jacket and title, handing them to Gillie on the outside before punching the air, ready to fight.

Zack: Also at Resistance, this woman right here did what many thought was nearly impossible in dethroning Isis Morales for the title. Look who she brought with her, that’s her best friend and tag partner, Gillie Barnes!

Mandy: That woman got some big shoes to fill, regardless of your opinion of Isis and I don’t mean that literally! ...Ew. Gillie wants a close up and you can’t blame her for that at all.

Referee Melinda Davis takes the Future Shock Championship from Mallory, and holds it overhead before passing it off to Gaby as she exits the ring. Both women meet in the center, shaking hands as the referee calls for the bell. The two women lock up in the center with Cereza already imposing her strength advantage, backing the champion into the ropes before breaking but catching her with a short knee in the abdomen. It stuns Mallory for a moment before Cereza pulls her head down, and begins to fire knees up into her face. She shoves her backwards into the ropes, ad scoops her up on the rebound into a sidewalk slam. The former stripper gets back to her feet quickly, rebounding off the near side and catching Mallory with a leg drop across the chest when she tried to sit up. Still seated on the canvas, Cereza began to lift and drive her leg into Mallory’s chest repeatedly before she got back to her feet again.

Zack: Seems like Cereza’s strategy is to keep Mallory on the mat. She knows like we all do Mallory looks for knockouts, and loves to throw hands. She isn’t going to throw too many of those on the canvas though.

Mandy: That she isn’t. Keep the hands away from her and all will be well! At least, that’s the theory.

Bennett began to get back to her feet again, causing Cereza to lower her shoulder and drive her back into the corner. She kept her there with a series of shoulder thrusts in the ribs before she whipped her across to the far side. Mallory landed chest first with Cereza right behind her, landing more shoulder thrusts this time into her lower back as she crunched Mallory into the turnbuckles from the other side now. Mallory was clearly in some pain as she clutched her back before Cereza scooped her up again, this time into a hammerlock suplex to the mat. The challenger rolled her onto her stomach, and then Cereza left her feet with a double knee drop into Mallory’s back.

Zack: I’m seeing some new offense from Cereza here, and it’s working. This is actually her second shot at the title, the first being several months ago in a squeaker to Isis Morales that saw her come up just a little short. Mallory is a whole other kind of opponent though.

Mandy: She is, she is. SHe earned that last shot after making it to maximum successful defences of the Aspire Ring, and damn if she’s not making sure the world knows she deserves this as much as she did then!

The Future Shock Cup winner pulled the champion up into a front carry, and proceeded to drop her across her knee again and again before she finally let her stay there. Cereza turned it into a modified surfboard across her knee as she bent Mallory over backwards with one hand pushing her head down to bend her back in the wrong direction. The camera showed both the pain on Mallory’s face as well as the concern on Gillie’s as she watched from a neutral corner.

Zack: Nice surfboard there as the challenger is zeroed in on Mallory’s back, and may end up getting what I believe would be her first win by submission possibly.

Mandy: I don’t keep score on things like that so I’ll need to take your word for it. But that surfboard is really messing with Mallory’s back, and I don’t think Gillie’s getting much enjoyment out of watching it.

Cereza tried to push her head back a little bit further to get more pressure before Mallory surprised her by bringing her knee up and catching her in the side of the head. It stunned the challenger long enough for Mallory to do it again, and cause Cereza to lose her grip. Bennett rolled off to the mat, and sat up on her knees in clear pain while the challenger tried to collect her wits about her. The champion started back to her feet, and throwing fists aimed at Cereza’s head. Each one of them wobbled her before Bennett grabbed her head, and spiked it into the mat with a DDT. She started to lean against the ropes, still holding her back as Cereza was starting to stir again on the canvas.

Mandy: Cereza got too focused on getting the tap to watch what was going on around her with Mallory, and now she’s paying for it! In saying that, Cereza really did a number on Mallory’s back.

Zack: They say where the head goes, the body will follow. That makes sense if you ignore those sharp knees from Mallory that finally got her some separation from the challenger.

Cereza started back to her feet before Mallory closed the gap, grabbing her head and taking off towards the corner with a bulldog into the turnbuckle. It dropped Cereza to her knees on the canvas before Bennett pulled her to her feet from behind. She snapped her arms around her waist, and spun around to deliver a German suplex into the corner. But as soon as she tried, she yelped in pain because of her back as Cereza sailed into the corner and landed in a slump against it. Bennett took off for the far side, picking up speed on the rebound before delivering a low dropkick into Cereza’s chest as she slumped against the bottom turnbuckle. The champion pulled her out of the corner by the leg, and rolled over into a cover as Davis dropped to count.

Zack: Bennett blasted Cereza in the corner with that low dropkick, and she’s ready to call it a night!

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

NOPE!

Cereza got her shoulder up after the two as Mallory sat up, still rubbing at her back.

Mandy: But Cereza isn’t! Can’t see Mallory liking that, her back is still crying at her by the look of it.

As the champion got to her feet, she pulled Cereza back up with her and started driving in European uppercuts before whipping her into the near corner. Bennett followed her in, and immediately went to work with body blows. Left and right hand combinations landed in rapid succession before an uppercut to the chin. Cereza collapsed to a seat against the corner again after the uppercut, and Mallory grabbed the ropes and began to stomp her repeatedly!

Zack: As she likes to say, those boots were made for stomping! And this is precisely what Cereza needed to avoid against the Future Shock Champion!

Mandy: No half! She’s going mad with them, but that’s the point!

She pulled Cereza back to her feet, hooking her head under one arm before she hoisted her up and delivered a slingshot suplex that drove the challenger back to the mat. Bennett once more favored her back as she measured Cereza for a fist drop that connected right to her head. The champion moved back towards the corner, and leaned over into a three point stance like a football player. Cereza began to move slowly before finally getting to her feet and turning into before Mallory took off towards her with a full charge. But Cereza brought her knee up, and caught the Future Shock Champion on the chin. Bennett was doubled over as Cereza kicked up one leg up like a cheerleader and connected with a leg drop across the back of her head to put her on the canvas. She dropped down to the mat to roll her over, and went for the cover.

Mandy: Going down was probably the downfall there, and Cereza’s got a cover!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!

Mallory kicked out before the three came down as Cereza shook her head, trying to get her bearings again as she rose to her feet. With a stomp into her back where she stood for a moment, Cereza left her feet for a knee drop into Mallory’s neck.

Zack: Cereza calls that With Legs Like These, but I think it’s the knee that did the most damage. She’s weathered a lot of what Mallory threw at her, and she’s coming back again.

Cereza pulled the champion back up, grabbing her and executing a full nelson bomb that drove her back into the canvas all over again. Mallory clutched her back in pain before Cereza pulled her up again, and executed an atomic drop that sent her staggering into the corner. She barely had time to turn around before Cereza delivered an avalanche splash. Bennett was crushed in the corner yet again before Ithavoll snapped her arms around her waist and sent her flying with a release belly to belly overhead suplex. She quickly crawled across her for another cover as Davis fell to count.

Zack: Again and again, Mallory’s back is taking a hell of a beating. Cereza’s looking to end 2016 with Future Shock gold!

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!

Mallory rolled her shoulder off the canvas again, causing Cereza to sit up and look a little flustered. She got back to her feet, circling around behind the champion as Mallory began to try to get to her feet. As soon as she did, Cereza went to grab her from behind but Mallory surprised her and the crowd with a stunner that bounced Cereza into the ropes and onto the mat!

Mandy: These two cannot keep an advantage over the other and here we go form Mallory being pinned to nailing a stunner!

Mallory starts to raise her head, still very sore as she glances around to see where her opponent is. She finds Cereza a few feet away, not moving a great deal as the Future Shock Champion began to push to her feet. A wince of pain followed that, thanks to her back still bothering her. She was about to go for the cover until Cereza began to move a little more. Ithavoll reached for the ropes to help her get back to her feet, only for Mallory to spin her around and plant her with a spinebuster. The champion rolled through for the cover as Davis fell to make the count.

Zack: Big time spinebuster, and Mallory’s about 3 seconds from retaining the Future Shock title!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE!!

Cereza again got her shoulder up as Mallory shook her head before climbing back to her feet. She glanced behind her at Cereza before taking off towards the ropes. She rebounded quickly, connecting with a cannonball senton. Gillie pounded the mat, trying to rally the crowd behind her partner as Mallory fought back to her feet, and looked over to the corner with a nod.

Mandy: Mallory doing her damndest to keep herself in this with a senton, and Gillie’s doing quite well in getting the crowd behind her!

Mallory headed quickly for the corner, making her way up top and perching herself even though it was clear how much pain she was in.

Zack: I think I know what she’s thinking up there!

Without a second of hesitation, Mallory left her feet for a top rope frog splash pump into a double knee drop right onto Cereza! The crowd came to its feet at that as Mallory went for the cover!

Mandy: MUY MAL! And Cereza ate the lot!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Zack: That’s the move she hit Isis with three times at Resistance! And it worked again tonight!

Davis called for the bell as Gillie rushed into the ring, beaming with pride as she helped her partner up to her feet. The referee handed Mallory her title, which in turn brought a smile to Bennett’s face.

Gaby: Here is your winner…...AND STILL FFW Future Shock Champion……….’MALICIOUS’ MALLORY BENNETT!!

Mandy: And the woman who did what no one thought possible stands tall still!

Gillie raised Mallory’s hand in victory before Bennett handed her the title for a moment. The champion moved towards Cereza, helping her to her feet and shaking her hand. Though clearly disappointed, Cereza raised Mallory’s hand herself before Gillie returned the Future Shock Championship to her.

Zack: Cereza is understandably dejected about what happened, but she knows she gave it all she had tonight. She has nothing to be ashamed of, and is showing a lot of class here.

Mandy: She definitely does not have anything to be ashamed of after the performance she put out tonight - if anything, she should be incredibly proud of herself!

As the two shared mutual words of respect, we head to a commercial for Future Shock.





Anita: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the FFW Tornado Tag Team Championship!

The low-pitched, distorted sound of a church bell is heard, crushing all the sounds that were playing before. All screens and headlights are assaulted and turn to a white screen. The piercing white noise of the wind and a faint static is heard, as the lights slowly die down and the arena is engulfed in pitch black. They only come back when the guitars and drums of Disturbed's "Prayer" are first heard, and Destiny Campbell is already seen atop the entrance ramp, with her security agent in Natalya Demidov right behind her, with her arms crossed. Both wear dark cloaks, as Destiny takes the role of the Black Widow and Natalya, the Executioner. The two of them coordinatedly remove the hoodies and reveal their faces, and Destiny proceeds to kneel on the floor, opening her arms and looking up to the sky, harnessing the blessings from above. At the same time, Natalya brings one hand up, doing a crisp cutthroat motion, which is when Destiny looks forward and crawls back to her feet, as the two make their way to the ring.

Anita: Introducing first/And their opponents... The team of Natalya Demidov and Destiny Campbell... THE ART... OF VIOLENCE!

Natalya walks in front of Destiny, so she raches the apron first. The titan holds the bottom rope up, and Destiny slithers into the ring like a snake. Once the Prophet is in, Natalya climbs into the ring by hopping onto the apron and passes over the top rope, entering the ring and joining Destiny as she executes her pre-match ritual of removing her hoodie and gloves and giving them to the Rogue. Natalya then removes Destiny's apparel, as well as her own hoodie, from the ring, and they take a corner.

Zack: This match has been a long time coming, after the Art of Violence competed against former friends and Tornado champions the Change of Heart!

Mai: We got us an assassin and a nutcase that ran for mayor...and won! If these two are THAT lucky, they might just beat the champs tonight!

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

Anita: From Berkeley, California... At a combined weight of 246 pounds and accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid... They are your REIGNING... DEFENDING (TAG DIVISION) 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: This past Sunday wasn't a pleasant night for CK, but Global Wars could be a better end of the year for him and his talent, including our Tornado champions in the ScarFair!

Mai: If this were Stefano we were talking about, great, but the ScarFair? Dream on!

As soon as the belts are handed off, the Scarborough Fair are jumped on by Natalya and Destiny, Demidov clobbering Mickey in the back while Destiny grabs Raquel's arm and whips her into the ropes before jumping on her with a Lou Thesz Press! Campbell drops her fist down onto Raquel's head before cackling at her dazed expression and butting their heads together. Mickey tries to get away from Natalya and her back-clobbering, but the former Velvet Raven pulls on her back and locks her in for an abdominal stretch! Mickey tries to get out of the hold, but Natalya runs her first repeatedly into Scarborough's midsection to wear her down.

Zack: The bell didn't even ring and Art of Violence got the jump on Scarborough Fair! Destiny's on top of Raquel while Natalya is trying to get an early submission out of Mickey!

Mai: Destiny's on top, just where she should be, Zack! Right on top of this Tornado division!

Destiny picks Raquel up by the head and lifts her to her feet before throwing numerous forearm smashes to Fair's face. Raquel stumbles about before Campbell grabs her and lifts her overhead for a vertical suplex that drops Fair down. Raquel grabs for her back before sitting up, which allows Destiny to happily kick into her back numerous times. Raquel yelps out in pain before Destiny lifts her up by her arms and then shoves her into the nearest corner. Campbell grabs her by the head again and slams it down into the top turnbuckle!

Zack: As we see Destiny planting Fair's facefirst into the turnbuckles, Mickey's struggling to reach out for the ropes, but they're out of reach!

Mai: Not to mention everytime she tries to do so Natalya just hits her for it.

Zack: Wait, Mickey's using the back of her head to counter Natalya, and it's working. Demidov's losing her grip on Scarborough!

Mai: Can't be good for the back of the head, but if it gets her free who'm I to judge?

Destiny pulls Raquel out and whips her into the ropes, going for a bicycle kick on the return...but Fair ducks under, bouncing back with a discus forearm smash that floors Destiny! Raquel climbs up onto the corner, waiting for Destiny to stand...but she doesn't get that chance as Natalya whips Mickey into the ropes, causing Raquel to lose her balance! She still manages to shift her weight as she falls, pulling off an accidental corkscrew splash that lands perfectly on Destiny!

Zack: What finesse! Raquel somehow managed to use her loss of balance and somehow connect an attack to Destiny! Now she's pinning her.

Mai: Falling with style? Sounds like ScarFair alright.

ONE!

TWO!

Natalya stomps onto Raquel's back to break the pinfall, then turns attention back to Mickey. She hits a few European Uppercuts onto Scar, then whips her into the ropes again. Natalya doubles over for the hopes of executing a back body drop, but Mickey comes right at her with a jumping knee strike that forces Natalya to stand back upright, allowing Mickey to hit a few chops to Demidov's chest on repeat. She finishes the combo off with a dropkick that sends Nattie into a seated position against the corner, allowing Mickey to roll atop of her with a rolling senton! Mickey quickly grabs Natalya's leg and pulls her out of the corner, but finds Destiny gleefully behind her with a spinning heel kick! Mickey falls back into the ropes with Campbell running at her, but Mickey pulls down on the ropes...and Destiny stops herself until Mickey thinks she's over the ropes. Destiny the comes at Mickey again, this time clotheslining her in a way that sends the both of them over the ropes and into the outside.

Zack: Mickey thought she knew what she was doing, but Destiny was two moves ahead of her there! Now the action's starting to spill outside the ring!

Mai: Divide and conquer, girls, that's how you do it!

Back in the ring Raquel regains her bearings and sees Natalya's body lying on the ground, taking advantage of the moment by charging into the corner and hopping onto the turnbuckles to execute a split legged moonsault that connects onto the assassin. Raquel hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Natalya gets her shoulder up! Raquel stands up and pulls on Natalya's arm to stand her up...but Natalya doesn't budge. Again Raquel tries to pull on the arm, but the assassin refuses to budge. Natalya instead pulls Raquel down to the mat, planting Fair face first! While Raquel manages to get to her hands and knees, Natalya rolls to her feet and kicks at Raquel's midsection, almost punting her off the mat itself. Demidov then stands atop Raquel and locks her into a Camel clutch, leaning back on the hold for more pressure.

Meanwhile outside the ring Mickey and Destiny are back to their feet, trading punches with one another until Destiny fakes Scarborough out with a punch, delivering a kick to her midsection before giving a European uppercut to Mickey and sending her back into the steel steps. Destiny can be seen giggling with glee as she sees opportunity, and slams Mickey's head into the steps repeatedly!  Destiny climbs onto the apron, running at Mickey before jumping off and stomping her head into the steps!

Zack: Destiny is creating some chaos on Mickey outside the ring while Raquel is trying her best to break out of the clutch! Why isn't the ref noticing what's going on outside?!

Mai: Tornado rules match, Zack, with only one ref there's not enough attention for everyone in this championship match. But I personally don't mind it!

With the stomp to the head, Destiny grabs Mickey by the head and throws her across the floor, crashing her into the steel barricade. Back in the ring we can see Raquel flailing her arms about as Natalya continues to pull back on her body.

Mai: Raquel's struggling to get out of that hold, but with a seven foot woman sitting on top of you, I doubt anyone could-eh?

Everyone starts to hear Natalya yell out as the referee sees Raquel biting into Natalya's hand. Demidov throws Fair down to the ground as she rubs the spot she was bit in. Raquel quickly uses this moment to hit a drop toe hold onto Demidov, causing the tall blonde to fall forward and into the ropes. Raquel slowly gets up, trying to grab some air before running back behind Natalya, bouncing off the ropes and coming back with a bronco buster onto Demidov's back! Raquel grabs Natalya by the hair and throws her back onto the mat, hitting a standing legdrop to Natalya's chest before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE

Cannot be counted because Destiny has pulled Raquel out of the ring. Campbell happily smashes her forearm into her face before tossing her against the ring apron, using her shoulder to tackle her back into the it. The ref is checking on Natalya while Destiny hits a few chops instantaneous to Raquel's chest, the poet then tossing her back into the ring.

Zack: Destiny saved her partner in the nick of time! She's doing her own damage to Raquel before feeding her back to her tag partner once more.

Mai: Aw, just like the Romans begging to leave the lion's pit. Good times...

With Destiny smiling at her handiwork, she ignores the fact Mickey is now back up, grabbing at her own head. Scarborough then spots Campbell and hits an axe handle smash to her back, sending Destiny into the apron. Mickey slams her head into the apron as a response for the steps, then hits a legdrop onto the back of Destiny's neck. As that goes on Natalya is back to her feet, seeing the wounded Raquel, and picks her up to hit a pumphandle slam! Natalya covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE

Is again not counted because Mickey hits a springboard corkscrew elbow drop onto Natalya to break it up!

Zack: Raquel better belive in miracles, because thanks to her partner she's still in this fight.

Mai: Meh, only because they're double teaming her. Poor Destiny's still out like a light...

Mickey pushes Natalya off of Raquel, and delivers a fist drop to the Russian's face. She then runs to the ropes for an Asai moonsault, but Natalya rolls out of the way and to her feet. Mickey lands on her feet and ducks a clothesline that comes her way, then goes for a kick that Natalya manages to grab, but after a hop in place Mickey spins around and delivers a mule kick to Natalya that brings her to the ground. Scarborough goes to check on Raquel, helping her to her feet. As Natalua gets herself back up the Scarborough Fair each grab an arm and use all their strength to whip Natalya into the nearest corner, where she's rolled into a seated position on the turnbuckles, falling into a tree of woe position. The Fair run at Natalya, Mickey hitting the Russian with a dropkick while Raquel slides her feet into Natalya's face!

Zack: The Fair are standing tall, hitting Natalya with some Fast Times at Ridgemont High!

Mai: I'd make a reference, but I never cared enough to see that movie, so...

Natalya collapses out of the corner, and the Fair prepare to end the fight, but Destiny charges at Raquel from behind and tackles her into a corner, throwing furious lefts and rights at Fair's face. Mickey grabs Destiny and pulls her away from her partner, but Destiny smashes her forearm into Mickey, then gets her into a front facelock into a single knee facebuster! Destiny tries for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Mickey gets her shoulder up!

Zack: Destiny thought that was the end after an Iconoclastia, but Scarborough is still in the fight!

Mai: Looks like she wants to rely on her muscle to get the job done now.

Destiny goes th Natalya and shakes her back up, yelling at her and pointing to Mickey. Natalya gives a simple nod to Destiny, and Natalya awaits as Campbell throws Mickey up in alley-oop fashion, and Natalya catching her with a spinebuster! Destiny bounces about in excitement while Natalya covers!

Mai: This is it, we've got ourselves some new Tornado champions here!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE

NOOOO!

Destiny's smile and bounciness fades away as she sees Mickey get her shoulder up, Natalya yelling at the referee. Destiny barks at Natalya again, and again Demidov nods. Demidov whips Mickey into Destiny, who prepares for a bicycle kick...

…

Mickey ducks underneath! She delivers a standing Shiranui into a lungblower move, taking Destiny out! Natalya comes at Mickey next, but Scarborough ducks under an incoming clothesline, then hits an enziguri to the assassin! Mickey spots Raquel getting back to her feet, and the two partners nod as they get on either side of Natalya and scream into her ears!

Mai: OH MY GOD that woke my great grandmother out of her grave!

Natalya snaps up and covers her ears, allowing Scarborough Fair to grab her by the hair and plant her face forward into the mat! Raquel keeps an eye out for Destiny while Mickey hooks the leg!

Zack: The Dulcet Duet! That might be the end of it!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEEEE!

DING DING DING

Anita: Here are your winners...and STILL Tornado Tag Team Champions...SCARBOROUGH FAIR!

CK claps to the girls as he stands on the ring apron, handing Raquel their tag team titles while Mickey rolls off of Natalya, looking almost exhausted. Raquel helps Mickey to her feet, handing her a Tornado title as the referee holds their arms up.

Zack: A hard fought fight against an assassin and a poet, but Scarborough Fair have earned the right to continue calling themselves the Tornado Tag Team Champions.

Mai: Oooh, when Dessy wakes up she will NOT be happy...

[Adam Grant]

How A Warrior Makes Chocolate Milk

The next thing we see is a modern looking kitchen as Kassidy heads into it, opening the refrigerator and taking out a gallon of milk before placing it on the counter. She then takes out a glass, and pulls out a bottle of chocolate syrup. After twisting off the lid from the milk, she squirts some syrup into it and puts the lid back.

Next she grabs the jug by the handle with one hand, and her other hand on the opposite side of it. The orange haired beauty takes a deep breath before shaking the jug violently, letting out a warrior’s scream as though she were charging into battle. She takes off out of the kitchen at top speed still shaking the bottle and screaming. She doubles back to the counter and stops on a dime.

A smile returns to her face as she pops the lid and pours herself a glass of chocolate milk.  Giving herself a milk mustache as she enjoys it, the following words fade across the screen.

Kassidy Coming to FFW






A highlight package of all the encounters between Emma MacNamara and Kaoru Asaka plays. It also includes images from Kaoru Asaka’s recent matches and, of course, Emma’s victory over Megan Caraway at Sin & Sacrifice before it cuts to the graphic for the match and then to ringside. The camera pans around the ringside area, showing a plentiful amount of chairs propped up against the barricade; tables set end to end on each side of the ring (with more propped up in the timekeepers area, the announce desks and up the side of the entrance ramp). While the entire length of the entrance ramp itself is flanked with ladders of increasing size. Finally they cut to Anita Handey waiting in the ring to kick things off.

Zack: This right here is gonna be a car wreck, folks. I hope you aren’t hoping for a catch as catch can classic, not in this match.

Mai: That’s kinda what excites me about this match. It’s barbaric and violent….and glorious, Zack.

Anita: The following match is for the FFW Ultraviolence Championship and is a TLC match!!

[The arena cuts to darkness, except for the video screen, which flickers up the 'Indian Head' Please Stand By test pattern, and for a moment the PYOO~ of the test tone. As the 'slide' that was shown on gets pushed to the side by a blank one, we hear the voice of our star.]

"Let's go."

[The opening riff of the "Fallout 4 Theme", redone by Evil Ducky starts. Timed with the 3 bass notes, 3 hot yellow lights shine down on center stage, forming a 'radioactive' symbol. Standing in the center of the light, is Kaoru Asaka, in her ring gear and a long pine green ring jacket, crouched and facing the entrance, watching her first name also come on screen, and standing up as the next line plays. When it gets to the next set of 3 bass notes, the lights turn off one by one, and her last name comes onto screen a syllable at a time. Then as the main melody and drums kick back up, Kaoru turns around, throwing her fist into the sky, the lights behind her one the stage all beaming bright yellow as she yells out to the crowd, and starts to head for the ring... even stopping to rock out and headbang with a group of fans along the way...]

Anita: Coming to the ring..... Hailing from Akasaka ward, in Tokyo, Japan. Weighing in at 75 kilotons of power, she is the Nuclear Explosion of the Burning Star Express....

[Asaka runs and hops up onto the apron, hard cam side, climbing up the turnbuckles and raising her hands high.]

Atomic! Kaoru! Aaaaaaasaka!

[Kaoru pumps her fist again to the crowd before she hops down into the ring, running the ropes a few times before taking off her ring jacket and handing it to a ringside attendant.]

Zack: One half of the BSX, this is Kaoru’s first singles match on a FFW Pay Per View! And has she ever got one hell of a debut match as far as that goes.

Mai: She and Andi have had the number of Nightmare Inc. since they came to FFW a while back, but tonight she has to try to take something from Emma that means a lot to her.

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: On her way to the ring! She hails from Glasgow, Scotland and weighs one-hundred-and-thirty-four pounds! She is the FFW Ultraviolence Champion, 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 with the belt strapped around her waist and Kyle Kilmeade beside her. 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.
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. Kyle follows beside her in silence. 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 removes the belt from around her waist, kissing it, then placing it over her shoulder as the music fades out, Kyle hopping onto the apron to discuss something with her.

Zack: This is Emma’s second reign as the Ultraviolence Champion, and she’d tell you the first one didn’t last as long as she had hoped. She’s not looking for lightning to strike twice.

Mai: For those of you at home who think Kyle will get involved, trust me when I tell you he’d want nothing to do with this match.

The referee takes the belt from the defending Champion, attaching it to the hook on the wire hanging from the ceiling before it guiding it for as long as she can before it is out of reach on it’s rise up to the ceiling. Kaoru watches it rise as Emma only glances at it for long enough to see it leave the referee’s arms before she charges across the ring and catches the unaware challenger with spear straight into the gut. Both women hit the canvas and Emma immediately rolled out of the ring as the bell rang, grabbing a chair from ringside and slides back into the squared circle, getting to her knees and jabbing the edge of the chair into Kaoru’s ribs as the Japanese superstar sits up. Asaka rolls to her knees, getting the edge of the chair jabbed into her ribs again as Emma gets to her feet and this time she really drives the edge of the seat into the challenger’s midriff, doubling her up and causing her to present her back, allowing Emma to drill her in the back with the chair, forcing her momentarily down to one knee. Looking down at the chair in her hand Emma tossed it away to the canvas with a smile on her lips as she grabbed Kaoru by the head and darted forward, leaving her feet to deliver a bulldog straight into the chair.

Zack: We’re already getting the toys out, and Emma just drove Kaoru right into the chair with that bulldog!

Mai: Luckily for Kaoru, it won’t make her face any uglier than it already is. She may think Emma if something gets knocked where it should be.

Kaoru landed hard and started to push upwards getting to all fours with the chair still under her head as Emma dropped back to the ring ropes, bouncing back off them and looked to deliver a curb stomp to her head only for Asaka to roll onto her back at the last moment, avoiding the contact and kipping straight up to her feet where she started to fire off some very stereotypical joshi style kicks to the Ultraviolence champion, that saw Emma grimace as she stood her ground, taking the kicks and even stepping into them before she raked Asaka’s eyes, stopping the onslaught in it’s tracks and turning the slight swell of cheers into boos. With the challenger blinded, the champion took hold of her wrist and sent her into the ropes, catching her on the return with a backbreaker. Kaoru sits up after receiving the move and Emma drops back to the ropes once again, bouncing off them and delivering a dropkick into her opponent’s spine.

Zack: Remember the rules of a TLC match, they can use any of the weapons they want. The primary objective is to get up that ladder, and claim the Ultraviolence title.

Mai: I’m not sure a ladder match suits either of them honestly. Emma’s a brawler, and Kaoru’s a technician. Climbing ladders probably wasn’t on the agenda at wrestling school.

The BSX member rolls onto her knees and quickly starts to rise, holding her back as Emma heads towards the chair that she’d brought into the ring and unfolding it as she set up before she headed back towards Kaoru as the Japanese wrestler got to one knee and drove a knee into her jaw before she double underhooked her arms and dragged her over to the chair, bringing a knee up into her chest with every step. As she got to the chair looked all set to deliver a DDT only for Kaoru to suddenly drop to one knee. MacNamara tried to pull her upright once more but as she did so Asaka pushed off the mat, forcing Emma to stumble and fall backwards, releasing her grip as she landed in the chair only for Kaoru to keep her legs going, driving both of them and the chair backwards to the canvas.

Zack: Good Lord, Emma went back first into that chair with Kaoru taking her all the way down like an elevator!

Mai: This right here is why we don’t see a lot of the women who chase this title, because they have to recover from the sadism of this division.

Kaoru scurried to get to her feet and instantly fired off a roundhouse kick straight to the side of Emma’s head, causing her to drop down to a knee once more and Asaka took the opening to snap off a suplex on the Scottish based wrestler. Again Emma began to rise and again she found herself on the end of a stiff kick - this time to the jaw as she got to one knee, that brought her to her feet and caused her to reel, holding her jaw. Kaoru went straight after her, catching her across the chest with a series of knife edge chops that backed her up towards the ropes, getting close before Asaka dropped onto her haunches and powered upwards with an uppercut that caught the Champion square on the jaw, causing her to fall into the ropes and bounce back off them and into Asaka’s clutches; the Japanese superstar wrapping her arms around her waist and sending her flying with a belly to belly suplex.

Zack: Now we’re getting into Kaoru’s wheelhouse with that belly to belly suplex. This is right up her alley, Emma would do well to keep this a brawl!

Mai: Emma’s not forgotten how often the BSX got over on her and Kat, she’s not about to let it happen tonight if she has her way.

Rolling away to the side Kaoru moves across the ring, standing the chair up once more as she waved Emma up to her feet before charging to the ropes, stepping up onto the seat of the chair and using it to land an enzugiri with such venom that even the cheap seats could hear the smack of leather on skull clearly. Emma stumbled to the side and tried to grab hold of the ropes as she fell through them and to the floor on the outside.

Mai: That was….a sickening smack right there, Zack. This is kinda hot, if you ask me.

Kaoru followed her out, grabbing one of the tables on the outside and setting it up against the crowd barricade before she moved back to Emma, grabbing hold of her hair as the Scot was rising and jerked her off balance and face first into the floor, keeping hold of the woman’s hair to bring her back up to her feet and sent her crashing into the table - which didn’t give way. Kaoru looked unperturbed by that as she pulled Emma to her feet and delivered a headbutt before she introduced her face first into the table before she spun her around and with a look of determination on her face she hunkered down a little bit and started throwing rapid fire, machine gun-esque right and left hands into her gut. As she steams to run out of steam, Emma leans back against the table, holding her gut as she coughs and sputters. Kaoru picks up a chair from against the barricade as she quickly retreats down the side of the ring and charges towards Emma, whistling to get her attention before throwing the chair for her head. Instinctively Emma catches the chair and Kaoru lands a running big boot sending the steel into Champion’s face, causing her to drop the chair as Kaoru drops back two steps and once more launches herself forward - this time with a double knee strike straight into Emma’s chest that sends her back first through the table as she ends up sat on the floor, back against the barrier.

Zack: This match should be sponsored by Home Depot, and maybe the Red Cross!

Mai: We’re just getting started, Zack. I have a feeling this is going to get a lot worse before it gets bette.

Asaka heads towards the entrance ramp, shaking her head at the first couple of ladders before finally coming to one that seems to please her as she nods her head. Folding it up she carried it down to the ring and slid it underneath the bottom rope only for Emma to have pulled herself from out of the remnants of the table, pulling out a bag that she left in the corner near the ringpost as she continued to root underneath the ring, pulling out what looked to be a toolbox that she also left in the corner. She went back under the ring a third time and this time she emerged with a kendo stick, keeping hold as she slid back into the ring just as Karou had set up the ladder in the middle of the ring and was about to start to climb only for Emma to push up to her feet and catch her with a kendo stick shot to the back. A second and third followed it, freezing the Atomic one in place, allowing Emma to really wind up and deliver another shot - this time to Kaoru’s skull that caused the weapon to break in two.

Mai: A sickening snapping sound off that sound, and that was a human being’s skull.

Zack: Kaoru is getting beaten like a pinata with that kendo stick, and Emma has no remorse for anything as long as she leaves with the Ultraviolence title.

The BSX member staggered following the kendo stick shot to the head and Emma quickly spun her around, lifted her up onto her shoulder and took off towards the corner, dropping her onto the top turnbuckle with the snake eyes.  As Kaoru started to move away from the corner, Emma turned her around and delivered two thrust kicks into her opponent’s gut, sending the Japanese wrestler into the turnbuckle pads and she immediately climbed up onto the middle rope, driving fists into her head as the crowd counted along 1,2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!!! As she delivered the tenth, Emma altered her position in the corner and pushed herself backwards, bringing Asaka with her as the defending Champion planted her with a Tornado DDT.

Zack: A tornado DDT from Emma continues the damage done with all the head shots she’s given Kaoru tonight.

Mai: That may be the most technical move you are going to see before this thing is through. Kaoru’s head is taking a pounding.

Emma sat up, adjusting her ring attire before she came to her feet and made towards the ladder, starting to climb upwards only getting a couple of rungs before she looked behind her and saw Kaoru starting to rise, pulling herself up with the ring ropes. Emma nodded almost as if acknowledging the toughness of her competitor and continued to climb, getting to the middle rungs where she cast another look over her shoulder and saw Kaoru on her feet and starting to head towards the ladder. Emma leapt backwards, arching her back into a moonsault as she did and connected with it perfectly, sending them both down into a heap. Emma rolled away into the corner and flipped open the toolbox, shaking her head as she saw Kaoru already beginning to rise and from inside the chest she removed what appeared to be a nylon luggage strap that she slipped onto one wrist and pulled tight as she turned back towards Kaoru, standing over her and wrapped the trailing edge of the luggage strap around Kaoru’s neck, driving her knee into her back as she used the strapping to choke out her opponent. Kaoru clawed at the bind around her neck trying to get enough space to draw breathe.

Zack: Emma is literally hanging Kaoru with that strap, she’ll choke the life out of her without a second’s thought.

Mai: Kaoru’s trying to get some slack just so she could get a breath of air. Emma really doesn’t like her at all.

Emma loosens the strap for a moment - but it’s only the moment that it takes for her to drive her knee into the top of her opponent’s spine once more, pushing her forward as she pulled the strap tight once more and this time she didn’t release or give any quarter as Asaka’s movements started to slow and come to an end. Emma held the choke for another couple of moments before she released the hold, jerking Kaoru’s head backwards, sending her back into the corner. Emma headed towards the ladder that was still set up in the middle of the ring, checking that it was still underneath the title belt, she adjusted the position slightly and started to climb carefully, almost as though she was sauntering to victory.

Zack: You can tell Emma feels like she has this title defense in the bag, look at her body language going up the ladder.

Mai: Might as well savor the moment, she’s about to defeat a reigning Unity Champion.

She didn’t notice Kaoru start to rouse in the corner, her head in the toolbox as she forced herself up to her feet and staggered towards the ladder, finding Emma already two thirds of the way up. Kaoru shakes her head and brings her hand up and around in an arc to crash a wrench into the Champions ankle. Emma lets out a scream of pain that is followed by another as Kaoru does it once more before she uses her free hand to grab Emma by that same ankle and jerk on it, yanking it violently as she pulls her from the ladder. The Scot lands on her feet and lets out another loud yelp of pain as the impact jolts through her leg and Asaka with an evil smirk drops to one knee and swings the wrench once more, connecting with the ankle and sweeping the leg out from under the Ultraviolence Champion causing her to crash hard to the canvas. Kaoru quickly began to stomp away at the ankle. Emma rolled away from Kaoru’s attack and started to pull herself up to her feet as Asaka turned towards the ladder and toppled it to the canvas.

Mai: I think Kaoru found a monkey wrench in Emma’s plan…..okay, that line sounded better in my head.

Asaka turned back to Emma as she managed to drag herself to a vertical base and very gingerly tried to put weight on the damaged ankle only for her opponent to stalk around behind her, taking her leg out from under her with a chop block. Emma fell to the mat and reached for her ankle only for Asaka to grab hold of her leg and connect with a dragon screw leg whip that sent her over and down to the mat before she grabbed her by the ankle. She dragged her across to the ladder, placing her leg between the two halves of the ladder near the top step and slammed it down on the joint. She lifts up the ladder again and slammed it down upon the ankle once more before trapping it, and starting to walk along the rungs, bouncing the ladder as she does so, causing Emma to screech in pain once more. Finally Asaka stepped off the ladder, grabbing hold of her opponent’s legs and fell backwards, catapulting Emma into the corner. MacNamara hits the turnbuckles and slumps forward only for Kaoru to come up behind her, lifting her legs up and dumped her to the outside.

Zack: That’s not a bad idea, trying to get Emma as far from the center of the ring as possible!

Mai: I don’t think she’s done it nearly enough, but Kaoru can prove me wrong if she gets up the ladder...and that’s where she’s going!

Inside the ring, Kaoru righted the ladder, setting it up once more and ensuring it was underneath the title belt before she started to climb upwards. As she reached the halfway point Emma pulled herself using the ring surround, slumping over the apron and watched as Kaoru took another step up the ladder. Kaoru stepped up once more and Emma used the bottom rope to pull herself into the ring. Asaka reached up for the title belt, just managing to make it twirl and spin in mid air. Kaoru steps upwards again and tries to grab hold of the belt only for Emma to hurl herself like a missile towards the ladder, knocking it and causing it to rock back and forth. Emma grits her teeth. Planting her feet as she used the ladder for support; giving it another shove that finally saw it topple over; Emma falling on top of it while Kaoru leaps clear...only to land straddling the top rope, bouncing up and down on it a couple of times before she fell to the outside, landing in a heap.

Mai: There’s no way that you can take that, and it not hurt more than just about anywhere you can get hit.

Zack: I have no doubt of that, and Emma’s back in the toolbox again looking for something.

Emma rolls off the ladder and crawls towards the corner, rooting about in the toolbox and bringing out a roll of duct tape before she rolls out of the ring; landing on her hands and knees. Once more she goes underneath the ring apron and this time pulls out a fire extinguisher, taking out the pin she points the nozzle at her injured ankle and squeezes the trigger, her lower leg disappearing in a cloud of freezing cold carbon dioxide as she lets out another squeal of pain. Dropping the fire extinguisher and leaning forward, quickly wrapping the tape tightly around her foot and ankle. Once more she pulled herself to her feet, putting the tape in the corner as she tried to put weight back on her foot. She only manages to take two steps before Kaoru comes around the corner, stepping up onto the ring steps and flying towards Emma with a clothesline that takes her down to the floor.

Zack: Good Lord, Emma never even saw her coming as Kaoru took flight with a huge clothesline to the Ultraviolence Champion.

Kaoru rises quickly to her feet and turns back to Emma who this time has the fire extinguisher in her hand, aiming it towards her opponent and squeezing the trigger once more. Asaka stumbles backwards as Emma pulls herself back up to her feet and into the ring in her corner, taking a moment to kneel there, breathing deeply, finally starting to pull herself upwards with something pressed against her stomach. Kaoru finally manages to clear her vision and rolls into the ring, advancing on her opponent and as she does so Emma turns, clicking the button on the small blowtorch that she had hidden, causing a tongue of flame to jet out and burn her opponent across her face and eyes; the Japanese wrestler getting her arm up a moment later. As she tumbled backwards Emma grabbed hold of her wrist to jerk her forward and lifted her up off her feet and dropped her head first into the steel ringpost before she stumbled backwards as Emma slid the toolbox backwards to the middle of the ring with one foot before she hooked her foe’s head and dropped her backwards with a reverse DDT. Crawling, Emma picked up the bag she’d retrieved from under the ring apron and untied the neck of it as she pulled herself to her feet with the aid of the ring ropes, before she tipped it upside down, spreading out a mixture of broken glass and thumbtacks over the ring mat.

Mai: Look….look at that. Holy….there’s tacks and broken glass all over the mat!

Zack: This may be one of the most brutal matches in the history of this division, and I’ve seen all of them!

Kaoru started to rise and Emma moved towards her as quick as her injured leg would let her and drove a knee into her gut. Kaoru dropped down to one knee, cradling her gut and MacNamara hooked her head, as she tried to lift her upwards only to screech in pain as her ankle faltered ever so slightly. Again Emma tried and again she failed to lift her opponent upwards, instead she stepped backwards with a grimace on her face and Asaka moved forward quickly, placing an arm across her chest and drove her back first into the mixture of glass and thumbtacks. Emma’s back arched upwards as she spasmed in pain and then started to roll away, only for Kaoru to bring her upright and slam her back down once more - this time sending her face and chest first into the glass and thumbtacks with a Falcon Arrow. The Japanese superstar makes it to her feet and measures Emma up once more as the Scottish wrestler pushes up to her knees and the Atomic one comes skips forward and delivers a very hard spinning back kick straight to Emma’s head...only for Emma to move, causing the kick to be just a glancing blow, though she collapses to the mat nonetheless.

Zack: A nasty back heel kick from the co-holder of the Unity titles connects with Emma’s head!

Mai: They are literally taking months of their careers in this match, that’s how bad they want the title!

Kaoru heads for the ladder, pulling it up and setting it upright in the middle of the ring and stays slumped against it for a moment, holding her head in her hands before she starts to rise to her feet and slowly climb up the rungs. Her eyes flick between looking upwards at the belt and back at the rungs of the ladder as she pulled herself upwards. She didn’t notice Emma start to force her way to her feet, getting to them unsteadily as she fell backwards into the ropes, assessing the situation, Emma stepped out onto the apron and hopped on the bottom rope before launching herself into the air onto the top rope and springboarding off towards the ladder where she manages to land on Kaoru’s shoulders and drag her off the ladder with a modified headscissors DDT...that sees Emma land awkwardly on the ring mat, while Kaoru lands in the middle of the broken glass and thumbtacks.

Zack: Look at Aaska, she can’t even lay still where she landed! And Emma doesn’t look much better!

Mai: I’ll put the marker down now….there’s no title in this company that puts your body through more hell than the Ultraviolence Championship!

The referee checks on both competitors, the pair of them just about starting to slowly move; Kaoru sitting up only to slump over yet again before she slowly starts to move yet again. The Japanese superstar begins to crawl towards the ladder she had set up and pulled herself upright as Emma started to slowly move herself. Kaoru started to climb yet again, getting a couple of rungs up the ladder as Emma reached the ladder, Kaoru shook her head and lashed out at Emma, catching her square in the face with two kicks that saw her rock backwards and Kaoru tried to make her escape only for MacNamara to suddenly lunge forward, grabbing at Kaoru’s nearest leg with one arm and holding on for dear life as her her other arm seemed to be really busy underneath her. Finally Emma rolled away and as she did so she revealed that she’d wrapped tape around Kaoru’s leg, ankle and the side of the ladder. Kaoru tries to jerk her leg free of the tape only to find it tightly bound as Emma crawls around to the side of the ladder opposite Kaoru and begins to climb the rungs herself, hopping up them, pretty much on one leg. Kaoru tried to reach through the rungs to get to her and stop her only for Emma to lean backwards and continue her ascent.

Mai: Kaoru’s trying to grab Emma’s legs through the ladder rungs as she’s literally hopping up the ladder!

Kaoru reaches down and starts to pull at the tape binding her to the ladder and she manages between jerking her foot and pulling at the tape to get herself enough wiggle room to free herself. She started to climb as Emma was nearly at the top, quickly gaining on her and finding the Scots woman waiting for her as she met her three stiff right hands to her face. Kaoru blocked the fourth shot and fired back with a right of her that caused Emma to wobble. Asaka fired off another and another and another, Emma almost slipping as she got enough of an opening to reach up for the title belt, wrapping her hand around it only for Emma to regain her footing, loop the nylon luggage strap around Kaoru’s head and use it for leverage to jerk her head forward into the top rung of the ladder, Kaoru hit it hard and fell backwards off the top of the ladder and crashed into the canvas below. Climbing up another rung, Emma sat straddling on top of the ladder and reached up, pulling the title down and clutching it to her chest as the referee called for the bell.

Mai: She did it! They early killed each other, but Emma got the monkey off her back of dealing with the BSX!

Anita: Here is your winner…”THE PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO” EMMA MACNAMARA!!!

Zack: There’s no way neither Emma nor Kaoru will be the same tomorrow, not after this! Emma Mac used every single thing she could get her hands on and it worked!

Mai: She wanted the Ultraviolence title, she wasn’t going to let it go on her first defense. Emma Mac is the undisputed queen of the Ultraviolence division.

As the announcement was made Emma raised the belt above her head in celebration, clutching it to her chest once more as the referee checked on Kaoru Asaka before the show cut elsewhere.







Highlights from before Unstoppable are shown as Felicity Banks is named the referee for the Unity title match at the biggest night in FFW, including the fallout as well as Shaw & Felicity coming to blows at Sin & Sacrifice till Charlotte & Ashley got involved. From there, we head back to the ring with a buzzing crowd waiting in anticipation.

Zack: You want to talk about a tag team grudge match? Whoo boy, have we ever got one on tap right here tonight at Global Wars! It all began in the weeks leading to Unstoppable 7, and has it ever erupted since then! Welcome to the booth, Valerie.

Valerie: If I could think of a stronger word than grudge to use right now, I’d be using it! You know that feeling of “oh crap” you get when you turn the tap on too fast? That’s basically what we have right here.

"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 Sullivan is no stranger to tag team wrestling. In another promotion, she too was part of a year plug reigning tag team championship….with the exact same woman she’ll be teaming with tonight.

Valerie: That she is! Ashley and Fel are known to each other and very obviously work well together, but I’m not entirely convinced they’ve met an animal quite like the One Woman Show!

"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 all 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 blowpop in her mouth and one of her t-shirts wrapped around her waist. She pulls the blowpop 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: PROUDLY REPRESENTING JERSEY CITY, NEW JERSEY! STANDING IN AT TALL ENOUGH TO WHOOP YOUR ASS! THE 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 was wrapped around her waist into the crowd while she soaks in the energy from the crowd. She enters the ring and spins around in circles until the lights in the arena begin getting 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. She stares out at the hundreds 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, sliding her back down against the corner until she was fully seated on the mat. Finally, she jerks her neck from side to side and patiently waits for go-time.

Zack: It may be surprising to realize that this is actually Felicity’s in-ring Pay Per View debut with FFW. At Sin & Sacrifice, she called out Shaw one on one and that turned into a brawl with both teams. When they met one on one at a recent Velocity, it happened again.

Valerie: At Unstoppable she was referee in the tag match that ultimately the Show lost saw the BSX to become Unity Champions. Felicity and Shaw especially cannot stand the sight of each other, which is going to make this a huge explosion.

The lights cut out and the Guitar riff/piano opening of Meat Loaf’s “Out Of The Frying Pan (And Into The Fire)” starts to play.

Anita: Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome, at a combined weight of 299lbs accompanied to the ring by their managers, Kyle Kilmeade and Carson Black, the team of Charlotte Harker and SHAUGHNESSY O’NEILL….ONE WOMAN SHOW!!!

As the spotlight hits the middle of the stage, we find Charlotte and Shaw stood next to each other. Though only for a moment as Shaw extends her arms off to the side, almost jabbing Charlotte in the eye and causing her to move to the side of the spotlight. O’Neill begins to move towards the ring, Harker, following her closely, only to once more be forced backwards and to the very edge of the circle of light cast by the spotlight thanks to her partner choosing to spin around with her arms still outstretched. As Kyle smirks at Shaw’s hogging of the limelight, O’Neill rolls her eyes, shaking her head as Carson seems to tell her not to worry about it and let her performance in the ring do the talking. As they reach the ring, Harker climbs onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes as O’Neill rolls into the ring and kipping up to her feet, pushing Harker back into the corner as she once more takes center stage, revelling in the boos of the crowd. Finally Shaughnessy moves to her team's corner and seems to be giving orders Charlotte regarding their strategy for the match to come.

Zack: Not only is this match about settling an issue that’s been going on since Unstoppable, but for Shaw especially, she can put some points on the board for Team Canada! A submission would be very helpful, but I just don’t see a submission happening in a match like this.

Valerie: Neither do I, honestly. Tag matches are probably the hardest to get submissions in, but when you have something like this...more a focus on trying not to kill someone.

Referee Kevin Fisk calls for the bell as Felicity asks Ashley to let her start before Sullivan steps out. She turns around quickly, pointing to Shaw and telling her to come at her. Charlotte glances to her tag partner as Shaw tells her to start. But Harker steps out onto the apron, causing Shaw to cast a long stare at her before she turns back around to see a very animated Felicity leaning over and inviting her to join her. Shaw glanced back to her partner again, and then turned on a dime and ran towards Felicity before the two started trading blows with big right hands that brought the crowd to its feet. Banks began to get the better of the exchange, and began moving Shaw backwards a few steps. O’Neill tried to get to her corner only for Banks to grab her arm, and whip her into a neutral corner instead. Shaw struck back first as Felicity barreled with a running elbow smash across the jaw. A few fast body shots followed that before a spin kick to the midsection brought her to her knees.

Zack: I don’t think Shaw wanted to start this match, but Charlotte made the decision for her! Felicity’s only too happy to welcome half of Team Canada to Global Wars with those body shots that just put Shaw on her knees in the corner.

Valerie: Shaw just wants to save herself for the battle royal at the end of the night. Sadly for her, she still gotta do her part in this match. Charlotte might be the power of the team, but a machine she is not!

Banks started hammering blows across her back before she pulled her back to her feet, and shoved her right back into that same corner. She licked her fingertips before landing a fierce knife edge chop across her chest before Banks held up a finger to her lips to try to silence the crowd before another hard chop landed solidly across Shaw’s chest. O’Neill stumbled out of the corner, clutching both hands to her chest before Banks whipped her across for the ride. As soon as she rebounded, Felicity left her feet with a picture perfect standing dropkick that dropped Shaw in the center of the ring.

Zack: Banks calls that the M.A.D., made famous by her brother. And the Most Amazing Dropkick is lighting up Shaw’s chest where those chops were a moment ago!

Valerie: Shaw is going to need an icepack for her chest by the end of this, if only to keep it down enough to get her through the battle royal!

Felicity pulled Shaw back to her feet, and pulled her head down before a series of knee strikes connected with Shaw’s head and upper body. She pulled her back to a standing position, and began to deliver a trio of European uppercuts before taking her by one arm and jerking her into a short arm clothesline. With the crowd solidly behind her, she doubled back for the corner and climbed up onto the second turnbuckle from the inside. She quickly measured and went for a diving elbow drop aimed at Shaw’s chest, but the Canadian wrestler rolled out of the way. Banks hit the canvas elbow first, causing her to shout in pain on impact as Shaw began to get up. She tried to get her wits together before charging the kneeling Felicity with a running kneelift to the head that rocked her backwards on her knees. O’Neill stepped back, and connected with a shining wizard that caused Banks to faceplant on the mat while Shaw rubbed her chest in pain.

Valerie: Shaw needed to get the hell out of there and that’s exactly what she did! But by the colour of her chest, the damage has been done already!

Zack: Shaw’s chest is gonna be lit up like a Christmas tree before we’re all said and done here tonight. And she still has another match later!

A look of disdain crossed her face as she put the boots to Felicity when she tried to get back to her feet. Shaw jerked her back to her feet, and hooked her head under one arm before raising her into the air for a stalling vertical suplex. She held her up for nearly five seconds before she fell backwards, crashing Banks into the mat. The arrogant former Unity Champion stepped onto her throat and held onto the ropes, causing the referee to start counting her down. She stepped off at four….and right back on again for another four count. The referee admonished her again before she pulled Felicity up into a fireman’s carry into a backbreaker. With Banks on the mat, Shaw reached for the corner to make the tag to Charlotte. The powerhouse of the One Woman Show stepped through, connecting with a double stomp to Felicity’s lower back. Harker put her head between her legs before administering a powerbomb across her knee that folded Felicity in half before Charlotte went for the cover.

Zack: A powerbomb across Harker’s knee...and the Show have painted a big bullseye on the back of Felicity here. Charlotte’s got the cover!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

NOPE!

Harker got back to her feet after Banks kicked out, and rolled her over onto her stomach before grabbing her feet to apply a Boston crab. Charlotte leaned back into it, almost bending Banks into a circle with her feet not far from her head.

Valerie: No dice with the cover, but between that powerbomb and now this crab, Felicity’s gonna be in an incredible amount of pain!

Fisk dropped down to ask her for the submission, but Banks shook her head even though her facial expression showed a great deal of pain. Charlotte pulled back, trying to increase the pressure on her back as Ashley started pounding the turnbuckle to get the crowd into it. The fans began a chant for Felicity as Charlotte tried to wrap her arms around Banks’ knees to contort her body even worse. The fans only got louder at this point as Ashley was continuously talking to her partner from the corner.

Zack: Look at the torque Charlotte has on that crab, Felicity’s spine is being twisted like a pretzel and you can see Ashley Sullivan is trying to will her partner from the corner!

Valerie: If Charlotte’s not careful she’s going to end up doing permanent damage to Felicity’s back, not that I think she cares right now.

Charlotte continued to try to add more punishment...until Ashley came into the ring and caught her with a low sidekick to the back of her head. It sent Harker over to her hands and knees clutching her head as the referee went to get Ashley back out of the ring. Banks started to crawl towards her corner as Ashley reached over the top rope to give her the tag before Shaw came back in and darted across the ring with a forearm shot to Ashley that sent her to the floor. Sullivan stumbled on her feet, and got angry as she hopped back onto the apron and started back in the ring...only for Fisk to intercept her. Meanwhile behind him, Shaw and Charlotte worked in tandem as Charlotte went to powerbomb Felicity again...but this time onto Shaw’s knees as the brunette dropped to her back and raised them up for impact. Banks hit them hard before both halves of the Show were putting the boots to Felicity while the referee was trying to keep Ashley in her corner who was watching it over his shoulder!

Valerie: Ashley has, by no fault of her own, distracted the referee and let the Show just go...crazy on Felicity!

Zack: She wants into the ring so badly, but it’s her own desire that’s causing Felicity to get mugged right now, courtesy of the Show.

Sullivan finally got back to her corner as Shaw left the ring. When the referee turned back to the action, Charlotte was standing over a very pained Felicity. Harker jerked her up to her feet, and moved around behind her before applying a rear waistlock into a German suplex. Charlotte got to her knees, and reached out for the tag as Shaw came back into the match. O’Neill once more began to put the boots to her back before she pulled her to her feet. An Irish whip sent her across for the ride before Shaw caught her on the rebound with a spinebuster before she rolled through with a hook of the leg for a cover.

Zack: Every single move is punishing and dismantling the spine of Felicity Banks, and Shaw’s ready to put it to bed and look ahead to Global Wars!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!

Once again, Felicity kicks out after the two count as Shaw punishes her for it with driving right hands into her head until she finally gets back to her feet. She pulls Banks up to her feet, and plants her head between her legs. She gave the sign for her flip piledriver..only Felicity countered it by raising up and delivering an Alabama slam that spiked Shaw onto the mat. The crowd started to come back to life as Felicity looked around for her corner until she found it with Ashley doubled over the top rope reaching for a tag.

Valerie: Shaw, as only Shaw can do, got a little too confident there. And holy crap does she need the tag that Ashley is trying to give her!

Felicity started to crawl in that direction slowly as Kyle tried to get Shaw to stop her from his spot on the floor. O’Neill rolled over to her stomach, and looked up to see where she was. She scrambled towards her on her hands and knees before Felicity lunged into the corner and made the tag. The crowd came to their feet as Ashley hopped over the top rope and took off for the far side. Shaw started back to her feet, only to eat a flying forearm from Sullivan that took her right back down. She rolled onto her back, nipped up to her feet, and charged the Show’s corner to catch Charlotte with a standing dropkick that sent her off the apron to the floor. The crowd was thunderous at this point as Sullivan turned her attention back to Shaw. When O’Neill began to get up, Sullivan took off towards her and planted her with a tornado DDT that stood Shaw on her head for a half second before she collapsed to the mat in a heap.

Zack: Is Ashley Sullivan fired up or what?! She’s cleaning house, and taking on the One Woman Show all by herself!

Valerie: She just watched her partner get one hell of a beating, I can’t say I blame her too much for that feeling right now!

Ashley headed for the neutral corner, and began to climb to the top rope. Shaw began to try to get back to her feet, only to turn and eat a missile dropkick from Sullivan that slid her a few inches on the mat with its impact. She dove across her for the cover as Fisk slid into position to count.

Zack: Missile dropkick literally sent Shaw about a third of the way across the ring, and Sullivan’s got the cover!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Shaw managed to get her shoulder up in time as Ashley got back to her feet. She didn’t get there long before Charlotte grabbed her from behind in a full nelson. But Sullivan kicked her feet out, and dropped right out of it before scrambling between Harker’s legs. Before Charlotte could turn around, Ashley left her feet and delivered an inverted facebuster that drove the back of Charlotte’s head into the mat! The crowd was louder yet as Sullivan got back to her feet, and took off towards the ropes. She rebounded into a baseball slide that sent Charlotte rolling out to the floor. And as Sullivan stared down at her from the ring with the referee looking in that direction as well, Shaw delivered a low blow between her legs that dropped Ashley to her knees.

Valerie: Anything and everything to make sure they get that win which puts them in a position they want for the battle royal tonight. I don’t want to say anything negative about that desire, but that was really not needed.

The referee turned back around with a curious look as Ashley was in obvious pain with Shaw starting to get back to her feet. She went to look for a tag, but Charlotte was still on the floor. O’Neill pulled Sullivan to her feet, shoving her into the corner and unloading with right hands to her head as Shaw barked at Charlotte to get on the apron for the tag. O’Neill grabbed Ashley’s hand, and fired her across to the far side, but Sullivan reversed it and sent Shaw into her team’s corner. Shaw hit hard as Ashley used a handspring back elbow to catch her across the jaw. As O’Neill stumbled out of the corner, Ashley tagged Felicity.

Zack: I think Shaw was aiming for the ropes, but Ashley sent her to the one corner she didn’t want to be in! Banks is back in, and we’ll see how well she’s holding up after a few moments of recovery time.

Valerie: This going to one of two ways; beautifully if you’re Felicity or her back may just go “no, to hell with this!”

As Shaw tried to get her balance, Banks came through the ropes and connected with a wrap-around Asai DDT that spiked Shaw back onto the canvas as the fans came back to life.

Zack: She calls that FELONY 3! And she got every bit of it too!

Banks got back to her feet, still favoring her back for a moment. Charlotte was now back up on the apron, and on her way into the ring again as Ashley came back into intercept her. Shaw started back up to her feet as Banks used the middle rope for a springboard knee strike to the face that dropped Shaw on the canvas!

Zack: And that’s the QUEEKNEE!! Banks’ back is hurting, but she’s not letting it stop her! Ashley’s going after Charlotte in the other corner!

Valerie: Felicity turned that right around and basically made Shaw her bitch there! Gloriously done!

Banks pulled Shaw back to her feet, and whipped her across for the ride. Shaw reversed it as Banks rebounded off the far side before leaving her feet as Shaw lowered her head into what looked like a crucifix pin attempt….until Banks snapped her hips and drove Shaw backwards head first into the canvas with a thud! She quickly hooked both legs as she rolled into a cover!

Zack: And that’s FELONY 2!! Banks with her crucifix driver!

Valerie: And if that’s not all she wrote, I don’t want to see the strength of stuff Shaw is made with!

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Fisk called for the bell as the fans came to their feet. Ashley broke away from Charlotte as Felicity got back to her feet, having a hard time standing up straight because of her back. Fisk stood between them, and raised their hands to make it official.

Anita: The winners of this match………...ASHLEY SULLIVAN & FELICITY BANKS!!

Ashley gave her partner a fist bump before wrapping one of her arms around her shoulders to help her stand up. Banks smiled as she listened to the crowd, a smile shared by her partner as well.

Zack: There’s not a lot of teams in FFW that have knocked off the One Woman Show on Pay Per View, but Felicity and Ashley showed us why they were as dominant in their tag division as the Show has been here!

Valerie: There aren’t a lot of teams who’ve knocked off the Show at all! They came in with a reputation for tag matches and damn if they haven’t lived up that tonight!

Felicity sucked up the pain, and raised her and her partner’s hands in victory as the Houston crowd gave them nothing but cheers throughout the arena.

Zack: That’s one hell of a tag team right there, Banks and Sullivan have picked up one of the hardest wins in all of the Unity division!

The cameras picked up Banks asking her partner “Tag titles?” to which Ashley responded “Tag titles!”

Zack: Oh wow, you heard that, Valerie! I think the BSX are about to have a whole new team knocking on their door in the new year!

Valerie: Not shocking, really! You take down one of the best teams in FFW, you definitely earned your shot towards them! But Shaw will need to pull herself together, she didn’t get the points together for Canada and that leaves them in a rather compromising position.

As Ashley and Felicity started to exit the ring to the roar of the crowd, we head to a commercial for Future Shock.

[Adam Grant]

Next Gen Curiosity

As the show heads elsewhere, we find Jake standing outside of Adam’s office door with his ear pressed to it as though he may be eavesdropping on something. He seems to be straining to hear whatever he is hearing before he gets surprised by two familiar faces who approach him. Mandy Gray and Caitlyn Storm are the faces who approach him, the two girls talking somewhat animatedly between themselves. As they approach Jake, Mandy arches an eyebrow at him.

Mandy: Uh...you might be better with the glass on the door trick?

Jake turns to see them, waving at both.

Jake: Well I was just trying to hear if Adam was busy in there, because I didn’t want to interrupt anything. But there’s something in there I want to see….

He squeezed the door handle gentle, pushing it open slightly to peer in. Upon seeing no one was inside, he went ahead and let himself in.

Jake: Coast’s clear, you guys might want to see it too! I also didn’t know you two had gotten to know each other!

Caitlyn tried to peer past Jake to see what could have gotten him so excited  but gave up quite quickly.

Caitlyn: Yeah, me and Mandy bonded over movies the other day and it turns out we’ve got loads in common.. But what’s so interesting in here?

Jake: That would be the new Future Shock tag titles. I know they came in Thursday, and Adam’s got them with him. I wanted to see them.

Mandy giggles.

Mandy: Naughty Jake! But aye...I wouldn’t mind seeing them either. Might give us some ideas, right?

With a grin, she nudges the blonde.

Caitlyn: We’ll be able to picture what they’ll look like on us when we win them, right Mandy?

Caitlyn beams a smile at Mandy with a little wink thrown in for good measure. Mandy nods, still grinning. The FFW Twitter news guy nods and heads inside, quickly peering around till he finds an attache case with a combination lock.

Jake: There they are. They’re locked….

He leans down in front of the case, and begins trying a few different combinations.

Jake: Well it’s not his birthday……...it’s not..OH!

He started trying a new combination before the case finally unlocked. He rose back to stand, and opened it to find them. Inside was two silver plated championships with lightning and the Future Shock logo dead center. They shined brightly under the office lights. Mandy looked at them, her eyes going a little wide.

Mandy: Well...they’re prettier than I expected them to be. A lot prettier.

She turns to Caitlyn and grins.

Mandy: They’d look fucking awesome on us.

Caitlyn finally manages to close her mouth which has been open in a gasp since she first saw the titles.

Caitlyn: They’re sooo shiny! They’d look amazing on anyone.. But best on us, Mandy!

Jake: Adam’s got a lot of teams coming in for these too. I know Mallory and Gille will be going after them, they even have a team name...the BNB Wrecking Crew!

Caitlyn turns to Mandy with a grin

Caitlyn: We’ve got a name too… don’t we Mandy? Do you wanna tell him?

Mandy: Sure! We’re The Next Generation!

Jake: You’re not going to wear Starfleet uniforms to the ring, are you?

Mandy: ...Are you trying to give me ideas, Jake? That’s Adam’s job!

Caitlyn looks thoughtful then beams a smile at Jake

Caitlyn: That’s actually a really good idea… I think we’d look great in Starfleet uniforms! We’d totally rock them!

Jake: Well Andi apparently knows the cast of that show going by Unstoppable, maybe one of them would do the voiceover for your ring announcement?

Caitlyn: You think they would? I would looooove that so much.

Mandy: I still have fangirl thoughts when I remember that. Adam took me to meet them, remember? Though I would dread to think how much Patrick Stewart of Jonathan Frakes would charge for that!

Jake: I’d go ask Andi. She probably has a better idea than I do. C’mon, we’ll get out of here before he comes back.

Jake quickly closes the case and locks it before following the girls back out of the office. As the door closes behind him, we see a commercial for FFW’s merchandise website.




Written by Cori

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

There was silence; the lights began to fade away slowly. A soft instrumental echoes out across the audience. It starts slowly, a beautiful sound that contrasts the heaviness of the world. Like feathers, it glides among the waiting audience. The lighting fixtures produce a gentle spotlight upon the stage, offset by the occasional flash here and there. As 'Just Close Your Eyes' by Waterproof Blonde continues to play, a woman’s words begin to come through. Her voice is tender, not raising upon a whisper.

Deceived by my eyes and all I was told I should see
Opinions not mine, the person they taught me to be
One night in the dark, a vision of someone I knew
And in the darkness I saw, a voice say, I'm you.

On the stage, a feminine figure appears. Her head lowered to everything. People cannot make out who it is. As she stands there, the flashes briefly illuminate her figure. It only gives small clues on who stands at the gate. She stands in the spotlight, her shadow cast large and proudly among the stage.

Inside me a light was turned on…

The instrumental picks up again. An electric guitar now joins the progressively exciting instrumentals of before. The singer’s voice suddenly intensifies.

Then I was alive!

In the light, it is revealed that it was Savannah Taylor. She stands at the gate, a robe of obsidian and ivory hues. The hood of it shadows her eyes, but the intensity of the final EXODUS World Champion remains clear as day. She starts off down the ramp, with a serious aura radiating from her body.

Anita: Ladies and gentlemen, making her way down to the ring....weighing in at one hundred twenty pounds.....from Las Vegas, Nevada.....Savannah Taylor !!!

If you close your eyes your life,
A naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived,
And scars never healed

Savannah makes her way up the ring steps. She looks out towards the audience for a moment before entering the ring. From there, she heads for a turnbuckle. She stands there, taking in everything. She then lifts her up on top of it. She peers out in nothing, then takes off the hood with a flashy flourish. Her blonde locks fly up in the air. They descend, shaping her face as they famously do.

In the darkness, light will take you to the other side
You'll find me waiting there you'll see, if you just close your eyes

While she stands in her corner, she closes her eyes and takes a heavy breath. When her bright eyes open, Taylor is completely composed. There is nothing more than the heat of battle awaiting her. She takes off her robe, giving it to a stagehand. She stretches her wrists before devoting her mind to the war upon the horizon.

Zack: She is without a question one of of the most talented stars in FFW today and if she has her away she will be leaving the Toyota Center as one a name inscribed in the No Surrender division’s highest honor.

Mai: And my God what an ass.

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!!!

Zack: There will never be another name more synonymous with the No Surrender division than Starla McCloud. Try as many might in the future and even with so many in the past... There can be no one better.

Mai: I’ll even drop the sex talk for this. I agree Zack. I miss her old attitudes but she’s too good at what she does and Taylor’s in for the fight of her life.

Malcolm Parks motions for the bell to ring!

DING! DING! DING!

The Houston crowd doesn’t take long to get ready for the match as Starla immediately pulls Taylor into a standing headlock before forcing her down to her knees. Savannah stands up on one leg, the other leg bent to a knee as she holds the Good Doctor’s hands and reaches her fingers around for one of her wrists and squeezes it before Taylor grabs her wrist and twists her, only for Savannah to give Starla an armdrag. The Good Doctor is immediately up and Savannah goes for a second armdrag but Starla uses the ropes to put her feet back, bouncing herself backward before she armdrags Taylor herself, both women going down before Starla kipping back up and snapping her leg up before she nearly whips her heel across Savannah’s head, forcing Taylor to roll out of the ring!

Zack: Quick action there by Starla, countering the armdrag with springing her legs off the ropes to give herself a moment back and Savannah has to get some space going.

Mai: What I find interesting is you have two women exceptionally tall here with not much of a weight advantage on Starla’s side plus at least somewhat similar styles.

Taylor watches the No Surrender champion who leans up against the ropes and welcomes her back to enter the ring with a ‘just bring it’ gesture. The Las Vegas Siren’s eyes narrow before she cracks her knuckles and slides back in the ring, to which Starla immediately brings her leg back up and goes for that heel first axe kick she attempted again, this time McCloud scores a direct hit, dropping the ankle across the top of Savannah’s head and stopping her in her place! Quickly Starla wraps her hands around Savannah’s neck and forces Taylor up before swinging her into a headlock takedown before putting her into a crossface chickenwing.

Zack: Starla already locking in a crossface chickenwing to start off the match after that heel kick I guess you could describe it as and Savannah is in a bad way right now!

Parks slides into place and asks Savannah if she wants to quit, but Taylor quickly shakes her head as Starla throws one leg around her waist already, looking to apply a waist lock as well. Taylor seems to have no rope to throw a leg over in front of her so she begins to use her legs to push her and Starla around before McCloud can throw over the second leg. She sees rope at the side of her eye before flinging a leg and an arm over the ropes together and Parks motions Starla to break the hold before he begins counting down. She lets go at two very quickly and stands up before grabbing Savannah by the wrist and leaping upward before dropping a knee across her wrist, causing Taylor to roll around and hug it.

Mai: Well, she won’t be making a lot us of that. I’ll take care of you Savannah!

Starla grabs her by the back of the neck and begins to lift her up slowly before putting her up against the corner. She begins to loose out a few stiff side kicks across the chest and abdomen of Sin City’s Siren before putting a boot against her throat and holding it there for a few moments! She grabs her by the wrist and irish-whips her before sending her right back, but with a drop toe hold, sending her face first into the turnbuckle and rattling her! The No Surrender champion grabs Taylor by the legs and hangs her in a tree of woe before she walks back to the opposite corner. She takes off, going for a running dropkick but at the last moment Savannah grabs the ropes and does a push-up, dodging that incoming dropkick on her head as Starla hits turnbuckle and lands on her back. The challenger frees her legs before grabbing the ropes and dropping down before she sees Starla forcing herself up to a knee... And catching her with a shining wizard across the head!

Zack: The Good Doctor and No Surrender Champion looking for a Hesitation Dropkick with Savannah hanging upside down and that might have knocked her out but Savannah gets away at the last second and answers with a shining wizard!

Mai: That shining wizard really softening Starla up for Taylor’s variation of the Muta Lock, it’s just a question however of how she’s going to continue from here! ...And what number is her hotel room so I can stop by.

Taylor quickly grabs Starla by the neck and forces her upward before running towards the turnbuckle and sending her shoulder first into it! She takes off at the opposite corner and as the No Surrender champion removes herself from the turnbuckle pole and lays in the corner she gets hit with a shotgun dropkick that sends her rolling on the mat and laying down. Savannah doesn’t go for a submission hold however, running RIGHT back to the corner and she only has to see Starla sitting on her knees before she takes a run for the No Surrender champion. Within the second that The Good Doctor is standing she gets caught with a vicious Yakuza Kick, sending her twisting slightly before she drops to the mat as Savannah stares down at her before forcing her back up, irish whipping her into the ropes and leaping on top of her.

Zack: Savannah now in a mounted position, raining down heavy fists on the face of the No Surrender champion, punch after punch after punch, before it looks like she’s switching to just straight forearm blows here now!

Mai: She’s trying to keep McCloud off her feet and out of it as long as she can and keep her rattled. Shame, I like Starla on her feet. Especially in heels.

Taylor rolls off finally as the No Surrender champion is staring up at the lights, looking as though she’s not necessarily sure where she is right now. The Las Vegas Siren leans up against the ropes as Starla begins to slowly rise to her knees, looking dazed from the sudden onslaught as Savannah takes off and goes running for a corkscrew neckbreaker, executing it with impugnity before laying her down across the mat! With Starla down once more, Savannah rolls her over and hooks her legs around her’s for the double-leg before she leans back and looks for the completion of the Muta Lock. She continues extending herself and finally locks in the...

NO!

Zack: Savannah with THE GAMBLE but... WHAT... HOW IS STARLA... HOW DID SHE DO THAT!?

Mai: It looks like... Well I’m not even sure what that is but the Toyota Center is on their feet!

As if springing back to life, or knowing that Savannah’s Ace of Spades was in her future, the No Surrender Champion pushes herself up away from the mat and wraps both hands around the throat of the Sin City’s Siren! What results is the two women, sitting on their knees back to back with their forelegs and feet in a tangle. Savannah’s arms are reaching for Starla’s face but the No Surrender champion has Taylor’s neck bend over her shoulder as she stretches her back and causes her no end of agony! Parks as asks Taylor if she wants to quit but she shakes her head no, absolutely in pain the way she’s getting stretched and more or less hoisted by her own petard!

Starla loosens their legs away as she begins to stand up, sitting on both knees at first before she takes Savannah with her, both women now at a standing position! Savannah tries to free herself, hands reaching and legs trying to hook around Starla’s once more to bring the No Surrender champion back down but Starla decides she’s had quite enough of that and turns the counteracted Muta Lock into a hangman’s neckbreaker, snapping Savannah off her shoulder and causing her to writhe!

Mai: SUICIDE WATCH! Well that’s just unpleasant sounding and it looks like Savannah’s command here has been eeped.

Zack: The Las Vegas Siren has been in control throughout this match so far and for good reason...

The Good Doctor puts a hand on her head as her husband rallies up for her. She rubs her temple and looks down at Savannah before looking at the ring ropes, almost as if analyzing something in her head. Finally she seems to decide something before she grabs Savannah by the hair and drags her towards the ring ropes before hanging her there. She takes off towards the opposite ropes and then comes down on Savannah Taylor’s neck and head with a leapfrog sliding body guillotine, her entire weight dropping on Taylor as she slides on her to the outside... And then catching her across the head with a palm strike to the face! Savannah’s head snaps away as she begins to crawl towards the ring ropes elsewhere but as she gets there, Starla’s already taken off...

And catches her with a driveby dropkick that rolls the challenger back in the ring!

Zack: Starla now, running the table on Savannah and showing the challenger that taking the title from here isn’t going to be as easy as she thinks!

Starla rolls back into ring and grabs one of Savannah’s legs before putting her in a single leg boston crab. She’s not done however as she seems to count down from five and with every five seconds she VICIOUSLY drops a knee to the back of Savannah’s head... Again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again. (Concussive, isn’t it?)

And again.

The Toyota Center watches in equal parts of trepidation and amazement as Taylor still refuses to tap out though she may not be completely conscious at the moment either. The Good Doctor breaks the single leg boston crab before stepping away and looking down at Savannah who stares at the ropes, reaching for them even without an actual hold being applied to her. McCloud continues watching her before reaching down and teasing for the Dragon Sleeper. She verbally asks Savannah, “Where does it hurt?” before she goes to apply the Dragon Sleeper... But no! Savannah stands up, Starla up on her shoulders before she swings her back over! Starla lands on her feet, stuck in an inverted headlock before Taylor lifts her up and spikes her onto the ground with an inverted brainbuster before both women lay there, MOTIONLESS!

Zack: INVERTED BRAINBUSTER! Savannah was SECONDS away from getting Stockholm Syndrome but she found the way to counter and now both women are down!

Mai: Reminds me of the morning after in my hotel room! No but seriously, this is insane.

Both women are struggling up to their feet, and both seem to have the same idea of leaning into the ropes before they both go or a crossbody...

...Putting us right back to square one.

Both women struggle to rise up again, but this time Starla turns Savannah around and gets one forearm over her throat, looking for that Coquina Clutch! Taylor at the last second grabs her wrist with both hands before wrist locking her and bringing Starla into a one-eighty, right into a Uraken backfist across the temple! Starla goes down and this time Taylor quickly applies the double leg Muta Lock, not wasting a moment for anything!

Zack: ACE OF SPADES! ACE OF SPADES! SHE’S GOT IT LOCKED IN!

The No Surrender Champion begins to struggle, hands reaching out for the ropes as she begins to flick at it, but she’s too far to actually get a good grasp on it. She continues trying however, pain racking all over her face as... and then Savannah pulls her back as hard as humanly possible, causing The Good Doctor’s back to nearly look like a wider ‘U’ for a moment.

With a few more moments of fighting.

...She finally taps.

DING! DING! DING!

Anita: HERE IS YOUR WINNER... AND NEW FEMME FATALE WRESTLING NO SURRENDER CHAMPION... SAVANNAH TAYLOR!

Mai: Well she’s done it. At Global Wars, at the last pay-per-view of the year, the odyssey of Savannah Taylor comes to the the end of this chapter with No Surrender title in tow.

Zack: She’s done it Mai, and beat the toughest woman in the No Surrender division today, arguably the last cornerstone!

Savannah rolls on the mat, looking exhausted as Parks holds the No Surrender championship and puts it in Taylor’s hands before raising her hands. Outside of the ring, Adonis is tending to his wife, asking how’s her neck and back before he helps her down off the apron. In the ring, Taylor seems to finally be realizing she’s been victorious as raises the belt high overhead.

On Savannah’s exhausted but intense expression we cut elsewhere.








Anita: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is the finals of the Femme For All where the winner will be in line for a shot at the FFW Championship!

Zack: Thank you for joining me for this match Caroline.

Caroline: Always a vested interest, Zack.

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 115lbs and is accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid. Please welcome...KELLY KINCAID!!!

Zack: Kelly has again and again proven that she can hang at this level but now its the time she’s looking for to actually string all of that together. Can you imagine Leona v.s. Kelly or another round of Kelly v.s. Nevaeh?

Caroline: I can and I would bet anything so can Christian and Kelly.

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.

Caroline: If there was ever another woman who feels like Kelly, this is where she’s needed to be for a long time, it would be Eileen. Another crack at Nevaeh? A battle against her and Leona...? All distinct possibilities.

Zack: Also to note, you aren’t out of the running for the FFW championship. We could see rematches of yourself against Kelly or Eileen.

Both women meet in the middle of the ring with Stringer looking between them as the Houston crowd splits in the middle between Kincaid and Amaro. The two women look right at each other, unflinching, unfaltering as Stringer asks if they are both ready. They both make nods before both women take a few steps back and lay up in the corner as they eye each other down. Stringer nods and motions for the bell to ring.

DING! DING! DING!

Both women begin teeing off with uppercuts back and forth, nothing far beyond what one would expect as they begin going back and forth, back and forth they go before Eileen snaps off a knife edge chop across the chest of Kelly and Kincaid responds with letting herself get chopped across the chest to spin around into a heel kick that catches Eileen across the jaw! She herself spins around as she catches a kick across the jaw to answer Kincaid with a kick of her own, hitting her with a roundhouse across the chest and forcing both women to move back a step before looking at each other and then Eileen goes for a rabbit punch that Kelly does a split to dodge! She puts her hands down on the mat before kicking her legs up and wrapping her legs around the waist of Amaro before bending up, legs still wrapped around her as Eileen tries to pry her off while Kelly begins dropping elbows in her skull before they switch into straight punches.

Zack: These two seem pretty evenly matched to start and Kelly deciding to change her usual Thesz press to get up close and personal on Eileen with a waist lock!

Caroline: Not surprising that they start out the same. Both Eileen and Kelly have WELL evolved past their original styles, Kelly adding more technically sound skills and Eileen adopting a very King’s Road hard-hitting manner.

Eileen grabs Kelly by the wrist and irish-whips her towards the ropes before dropping forward and looking for a back body drop. Unfortunately Kincaid leaps up over and over Amaro, double stomping on her back before springing on the ropes, executing a moonsault and crashing on top of Amaro as she turns forward, hooking Eileen’s legs and immediately going for the cover!

OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!

TTWW---!!

KICKOUT!!

Eileen quickly gets the kickout but Kelly is already on top of her once she’s standing up; running towards her with a spinning uppercut that sends her into the corner before she’s after her again with another running spinning uppercut, this time making The Last Scion of Wrestling step out of the corner aching. Kelly is already back at her, turning around and executing a handspring that sees her finish with a flying knee strike that catches Amaro across the jaw before sending her back on the mat. Kelly quickly hops on the apron and slingshots herself right back up and over before crashing on top of Eileen and railing off a set of punches down across the head of Eileen before she rolls off of her and turns around for a moonsault into a double leg drop!

Zack: Kelly running the table now and it looks like she might be going for The Flight Path!

Kelly looks around and drags Amaro into positioning before she hops over her and grabs the ring ropes before hoisting herself up. She launches herself for a Shooting Star Press but Eileen rolls away at the last second and kips up before lifting Kelly for an inverted atomic drop following into palm thrust!

Caroline: Not this time as Eileen counters her out and with her down it’s looking like Eileen is going up to the top rope! She may be looking for a flying forearm from the corner!

The Toyota Center is watching in with bated breath as Amaro continues watching Kelly and sees her finally get up, only for the acrobat to suddenly take off up and onto the top corner right beside Eileen! The Last Scion of Wrestling’s eyes are as wide as saucers as she gets the Blonde Acrobat’s arm around her neck and suddenly the two fly off the top as Kelly leads her with a flying moonsault side slam!

...NO!

Somehow the two competitors land on their feet with Amaro tucking her legs and untucking them again, countering the maneuver as Kelly’s eyes go wide this time before Amaro snaps backwards into a standing Reverse STO into the turnbuckle!

Crowd: FIGHT AMARO FIGHT! FIGHT AMARO FIGHT! FIGHT AMARO FIGHT!

Caroline: I... How?

Zack: Eileen just countered Kelly’s patented Crash and Burn and she’s taken control right back with her swing of things!

Kelly’s head hangs on the turnbuckle, laying there for a moment as Amaro grabs her by the legs and drags her out of the corner and into the center of the ring before rolling her over! She goes for the pin!

OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!

TTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO-!!

KICKOUT!!

Kelly gets the shoulder up by Eileen doesn’t let it deter her at all as she quickly makes the Acrobat stand up before applying a standing abdominal stretch to her! She wrenches back as Christian begins to yell at Kelly but before Double K can properly counter Eileen with a headlock takeover, The Last Scion of Wrestling begins to pepper her kidneys with her free hand, lighting her up with stiff shots. She lets into her with one after the next, still wrenching back as she breaks the arm hold on her before latching on with a reverse headlock and stepping back onto the second rope before she jumps and spins out, hitting the Acrobat with a Tornado Inverted DDT before she throws both arms over her with a lateral pin, hooking her legs again!

Zack: Stiff punches to the kidneys in that abdominal stretch and Eileen immediately shifts it into a Reverse DDT!

OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!

TTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!

TTRR---!!

KICKOUT!!

Kelly kicks out once again and Amaro suddenly scoops up and looks at Stringer asking her if she’s absolutely sure it was a two count. Like really... REALLY sure it was a two count? Stringer holds her hands up and nods repeatedly, trying to convince Eileen that it really happened!

Caroline: Eileen’s beside herself right now, she really thought that was a three count for a second but she better bring her attention back to Kelly!

Kelly has her hands on the mat as she shakes out the cobwebs and the moment Amaro turns around Kelly’s already in the air, spinning around with a wicked disaster kick that sends Eileen out of the ring, looking as though she’s been knocked for a loop. Kincaid points her fingers at The Last Scion of Wrestling before the Acrobat takes off towards the opposite ropes, comes running back and unleashes herself up and over with a corkscrew crossbody, crashing on top of Amaro! She slides right back in however as Eileen has hands on the barricade and pulls herself up, only for Kelly to come down on her again, this time with a spinning suicide dive! Once again Eileen’s tring to pull herself up and Kelly looks to the crowd, lets out a yell and takes off.... Leaping over the ropes into a Shooting Star Press... That turns into a DDT at the last second on the ground!

Zack: Holy...

Caroline: ...SHIT! A FLIGHT PATH DDT!? IS THAT... DO WE EVEN CALL IT THAT!?

Crowd: FUCK YOU GRAVITY! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* FUCK YOU GRAVITY! *CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Tomorrow Eileen is going to wake up with the world’s most unpleasant headache but at the moment Kelly has her arms around the waist of the unknowing Last Scion of Wrestling, dragging her up and out on her feet as Stringer begins to count both women out. She has her arms around her waist and gets her to stand up before rolling her half way into the ring... Before Eileen slides back out and onto the ground. Kelly reaches down again and forces her up before successfully rolling Amaro back in.

OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!

TTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!

TTTTTTTHHHHHRREEEE---!!

...

KICKOUT!!

Eileen gets the shoulder up and this time its Kelly to ask Stringer if she’s counting correctly. She shakes her head suddenly and goes right back on Amaro, putting her hands on her neck before rolling her over. She quickly wraps her own legs around Eileen’s before bending over backwards and applying a straight up Muta Lock. She wrenches back on the neck of Amaro, which seems to wake up the Maryland native as she begins to cough and choke, reaching her hands out for the ring ropes as Kelly continues to apply the hold. With her knees and elbows free to her Eileen begins to slowly drag herself and Kelly towards the ropes, inch by inch as she can best get it before she finally throws an arm over the ropes!

Zack: I’m still trying to work out that Flight Path DDT we just saw out of Kelly, and if Eileen isn’t feeling it in her neck or head, she’ll be feeling it for the next few days. Now she’s gotta break that Muta Lock she had applied!

Caroline: Either break it or drag Eily back to the center. Either way, It’s on Kelly on what to do here now.

Kincaid does stretch back to a standing position before she grabs Eileen’s legs and begins to drag her back to the center of the ring. Eileen however turns around and pulls Kelly in with one leg before using both legs ot push her backward! Kelly lets herself get sent towards the ropes so she can take off right back at Amaro but she immediately gets caught up, lifted and hit with a rotating suplex neckbreaker, sending her back to the mat! Kelly pops up briefly before dropping back to the mat as Amaro kips up and wraps her arms around the waist of Kelly before powering her upward and hitting her with a deadlift German, spiking her head again on the mat. She grabs her by the waist and does it once more, this time with the waistlock a little higher for a bridge!

OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!

TTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!

TTTTTTTHHHHHRREEEE---!!

...

KICKOUT!!

Eileen is up once Kelly is, rebounding off the ropes towards the blonde to hit her with a facebreaker knee smash. She doesn’t stop there, hitting Kincaid with two Kesagiri Chops to the head, one with the left hand and then the right. She suddenly hooks her arms on one of her legs and lifts her up before letting them go, letting Kelly land on a knee.Before she can get back up, she’s already getting hit across the face with a shining kenka kick and gets put back down!

Caroline: STARDUST CRUSADE! I think Eileen’s looking for Riptide here with that one and we may be closing in on the end of this match!

Zack: You’re too right and she’s getting Kelly up...

Christian can be heard telling Kelly to watch out as the Acrobat is on her knees before she gets forced upward into a straightjacket hold. She gets switched into a wristlock and Eileen goes for the short-arm lariat but Kincaid counters at the last second before leapfrogging over Eileen with a headlock before spiking her head into the mat with authority! The crowd is amazed as the Riptide gets countered out and Kelly rolls Eileen over before dropping on top of her for the cover!

OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!

TTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!

TTTTTTTHHHHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

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FOOT ON THE ROPES!!

Crowd: FIGHT AMARO FIGHT! / FUCK YOU GRAVITY! / FIGHT AMARO FIGHT! / FUCK YOU GRAVITY!

Zack: I don’t believe this! She countered the Riptide with CLIPPED WINGS! AMARO IS STILL IN THIS!

Kelly looks as though she can’t quite process what just happened before sitting up with hands on her  knees, a thousand yard stare as Eileen is laying on her back with arms out. Kelly shakes her head and reaches down before hooking Eileen’s head in another headlock, forcing her to stand up... Eileen tags her in the kidneys once and she answers with a blow to the back. Kelly does it again, does it once more and then holds her head, looking for the Clipped Wings but at the last second, Kelly gets turned around from a wrist lock before she catches a short arm lariat that turns her inside out before both women lay across the mat unmoving!

Caroline: RIPTIDE!! She hits it and... Kelly’s out! Eileen’s out! What won’t these women do for being the winner of the Femme For All, Zack!? THEY’RE NOT MOVING AND... AND STRINGER DOESN’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO!

Zack: We HAVE to have a winner Caroline! I don’t think a double count out is in the cards right now. All Stringer can do is wait and watch to see who is going to move first!

Both Barabbas and CK are yelling at their client and wife respectively to get to their feet, telling them that they’ve gotta get up. Both women are struggling at this point, signs of life only appearing briefly in fingers moving and legs kicking out. Neither seem to be completely awake or aware of everything happening around them but they’re moving. Both women are on their knees before they’re sitting up and using each other to support sitting on their knees. ...

...

Then they start again, peppering each other with blows, slowly standing up as they grab each other by the head. All sense of wrestling ability and skill forgotten in favor of just putting the other down, as if to say the other needs to stay down, has to stay down. They’re both up on their feet and in a callback to the beginning of the match as Eileen goes for a spinning roundhouse, its Kelly to counter with her own spinning heel kick that floors Amaro! The Last Scion of Wrestling is down as Kelly wearily grabs the ropes and ascends the top, looking for a spiked hurricanrana! She’s about to take off when Amaro leaps up after her but this time Kincaid has it scouted as she jumps down onto the mat before she bounces back! She goes to catch Eileen in the moonsault belly-to-belly but somehow the two women struggle on the tiny little island of ground! The crowd gasps repeatedly before Eileen steps onto the ropes and hops back, wrapping her legs around Kelly aaannnnddddd....!!

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Zack: BITE! THE! DUST! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!

OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!

TTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!

...

TTTTTTTHHHHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

DING! DING! DING!

Anita: Here is your winner... AND THE 2016 WINNER OF THE FEMME FOR ALL... EILEEN AMARO!

Caroline: She did it, Zack. At the end of everything, at the end of it all, Eileen Amaro has won the Femme For All and she now has a shot at the FFW championship.

Bobby B. is already in the ring, helping his client to her feet as Christian checks on his wife. Stringer makes it official by raising her arm high as Eileen has a hand on her lower back before Bobby raises her arm again as the crowd chants “FIGHT AMARO FIGHT!” Eileen stares panting at the camera before motioning for the belt around her waist.

Caroline: Take nothing away from Kelly tonight. She came within centimeters of victory tonight. I have the sense that no matter who walks out of the Toyota Center with the championship... All eyes are on them.

The crowd continued cheering as B.A.P.'s "Punch" plays before we cut elsewhere.

[Adam Grant]

Anita: Ladies and gentlemen… The next contest is the GLOBAL WARS BATTLE ROYAL MATCH!

The crowd is on their feet for this!

Anita: The rules are as follows: earlier today, the eight teams involved in the Global Wars Series drew numbers from 1 to 8. The teams that drew numbers 1 and 2 will start the match, and will be joined by the team who drew the following number every two minutes. This will go on until all eight teams have participated in the match. Elimination occurs when ONE member of the team is thrown over the top rope, and both her feet land on the floor! The winners of this match will earn EIGHT points, and the runners-up will earn FIVE! After this match, the Global Wars Series will be declared over, and the team with most points will be declared the champion, and earn a Pick Your Poison contract for each of its members!

Mai: Is Anita done yet? I may have fallen asleep between “rules” and “numbers,” though “members” always wake me up.

Zack: Well, good thing you’re awake, because we’re going to learn which teams drew the unlucky numbers 1 and 2 to start this match!

Silence befalls the arena before a war cry is heard…

ALBA GU BRATH!

And then Flower of Scotland hits the sound system, as the McFarlane sisters Jo and Erica come through the entrance ramp. Jo is still clutching at her arm a bit from her match with Isis Morales, but she’s beaming with happiness.

Anita: Introducing they who drew #1… ERICA AND JO MCFARLANE -- TEAM SCOTLAND!

Zack: Talk about being unlucky, but I don’t think Jo McFarlane cares! She overcame the challenge that’s Isis Morales just a bit earlier tonight, and she comes into the match with three more points than she had when the night started, and with a solid chance for Team Scotland to take the contracts home!

Mai: Well, not if it depends on the 7 other teams, even if two of them are but playing spoiler tonight, those being England and Canada, and teams America and Russia counting on a... Fucking miracle!... Maybe looking from this point, it may not be so hard.

As Erica and Jo enter the ring, another war cry is heard:

GOD BLESS AMERICA!

And the crowd comes to their feet as Stars and Stripes hits the sound system, and the military salute the American flag brought in by Jodie Gray, escorted by her Team USA partner Isis Morales.

Anita: And the team that drew #2… ISIS MORALES… JODIE GRAY… TEAM UNITED STATES!

Mai: Well that’s a fine pickle we’ve gotten ourselves into! We were just talking about Jo and Isis… Well, time for round 2 I guess!

Zack: And you can bet Isis would like nothing more than to ruin Jo’s dreams of getting this contract! Even if Team USA isn’t playing for anything anymore, I bet she’ll be glad to go out with that feather in her cap!

Jodie and Isis make their way down the ramp, Jodie holding the flag proudly, as Isis does’t take her eyes off of Jo. When the Red Haired Goliath enters the ring, she goes straight after the Living Fireworks, as the two have an intense face off. In fact, the bells ring and Jo and Isis are staring one another down for what feels to be an eternity. The fact that they had had a match earlier and the titan from the Ascension didn't get the result she wanted is weighing on her head as she sneers at the redhead, who smirks. Eventually, Erica regroups with Jo, who takes a couple of steps back to listen to her sister. Jodie tries to do the same with Isis, but gets brushed off by the giantess, who then lunges forward in an attempt to catch Jo, but it's Erica who jumps for her and intercepts her halfway in! With the blonde McFarlane sister going to war with the red haired giant, Jodie and Jo go to war with one another as they start trading blows!

Zack: And here we go! Scotland versus America! Jodie and Jo are going to town, as are Erica and Isis, and surprisingly enough, this may be good news for Erica!

Mai: She’s the most inexperienced of this roll call, but Isis is kinda banged up, so let’s see what happens!
The two women who were in a match earlier tonight are apparently easily taken over, as Jodie establishes an early dominance over Jo, taking her to the corner, and Erica dropkicks Isis' knees, sending the giant to her fours. As Jo attempts to push out of the corner, Jodie brings her down with a double ax handle to the back, sending her to her fours as well. In the center of the ring though, Isis manages to outsmart Erica as she sweeps the blonde's leg. With Jo down, Jodie notices Isis' advantage over Erica and walks over to the center of the ring, grabbing the blonde by her hands and telling Isis they should just get rid of her, which the Ascension representative agrees with. But as soon as they lift Erica from the mat, Jo darts out of the corner and, supporting herself on Isis' shoulder, dropkicks Jodie away from her sister! Jodie collapses to the corner and once again it's Jo and Isis in the center of the mat. They don't even waste too much time staring down at one another, as they start punching away, establishing a round 2 of their match earlier in the night!

Zack: And like predicted, they’re going for one another once again! Isis wants Jo destroyed right now!

A pissed Isis eventually gets the upperhand on Jo, bringing her down to the mat after a punch to the temple. As a punch-drunk Jo collapses, Isis mounts on top of her and, grabbing a handful of hair, starts throwing punches to the top of her head with reckless abandon. In the meanwhile, Erica and Jodie meet in the other quadrant of the ring, and as their brawl develops, Erica superkicks Jodie's lights out, sending the Queen of Games reeling to the corner. Erica then turns to Isis, who takes notice of her. As the blonde throws a superkick aimed at Isis' jaw, the Red Haired Goliath holds her leg in place, wagging her free hand's index negatively. Erica's reaction is to throw her other leg up, striking Isis' head with an enzuigiri, sending the big woman to her knees. Erica then notices Jodie coming out of the corner, and shoulder tackles her away for safety before rushing to the ropes. As she comes back, she gets her arm out to clobber Jodie with a clothesline, but the Queen has a similar idea, and both women clock one another out with clotheslines!

Zack: Erica and Jodie just knocked one another out for a moment, but this is a battle royale! No count-outs! If they stay laid out there forever, that’s how it’s gonna be!

Mai: And, uh, knowing Jodie, isn’t that, like,a wonderful idea? She lasts longer and doesn’t have to make an ass out of herself!

Starting to stir, Isis notices all women around her down, and decides to take action. Bringing herself to her feet, she takes her attention to Erica, knowing that eliminating one sister will also remove the other from the match. Picking the blonde off the mat, Isis military presses Erica overhead and then DUMPS her out of the ring... But Erica holds on to the top rope and slips off the apron, saving herself only by the strength of her hands! As the 10-second counter hits the big screen, Isis tries to kick Erica's hands out of the ropes... But as the count is over, she decides to bring her attention entirely to the entrance ramp…

Zack: We’re about to learn which team drew #3!

THREE! TWO! ONE!
BUZZZZZ!!!!!
SLAVA ROSSIYA!

Mai: … oh goddamn.

As the Anthem of the Russian Federation blares through the sound system, Isis stops everything and cracks a smirk, as from atop the ramp come the Demidov Sisters. The younger sister, the Hall of Famer Mika Demidov, seems to have a plan, as she speaks to her sister, the Executioner Natalya Demidov. The plan goes down the drain immediately as Mika stops right before the ring, but Natalya makes it all the way into the ring and the Executioner and the Goliath stare one another down.

Zack: Team Russia has drawn #3, and you can bet Natalya Demidov is NOT a happy woman for having missed the chance to become Tornado Champion tonight! Looks like she isn’t even listening to her sister!

Mai: Natalya’s anger towards her critics has spilled into her relationship with her younger sister, and this is one giant you do NOT want to be on the bad side of!

No word is shared between FFW's single two biggest women, as Mika slowly slide into the ring. Jo even mentions to Erica, who's already back into the ring, that they should just let Natalya and Isis kill themselves right there and then, esppecially seeing as Natalya has also lost her match earlier in the night. This also goes down the drain however, as Jodie Gray comes like a bat out of hell out of nowhere and strikes Natalya with a shoulder block, sending the Executioner reeling a couple of steps without her balance. Mika immediately attacks Jodie with a roundhouse kick, and after THAT connects, Isis goes after the Red Star, wrapping her arm around Mika's neck and smashing her into the ring with a chokeslam-- NO! Mika wraps her legs around Isis' neck and attempts to bring her down with a frankensteiner... But Isis doesn't bulge, and Mika is an easy victim for a powerbomb-- NATALYA DELIVERS A SNIPER KICK TO THE BACK OF ISIS' HEAD!
... and Isis just shrugs it off like it's nothing?!

Zack: WHAT THE-- Natalya just struck Isis Morales with her trademark spin kick, but Isis got back from that like it was absolutely NOTHING! She absorbed ALL OF IT!

Mai: And this, ladies and gentlemen, is how a badass is born. Remember, Zack: Isis has wanted to prove she’s better than Natalya Demidov since she started in FFW, this is her chance! She’ll do ANYTHING for that!

Before they can do anything to one another, again they're interrupted, this time by Team Scotland: Erica jumps on Isis' neck with a sleeper, and Jo dropkicks Natalya's knees, immediately bringing the giant down. Mounting on top of Natalya, Jo starts softening her up by throwing forearm clubs into the back of her head. Natalya, unfazed, starts getting up with Jo on her back. The Executioner then decides to smash the Living Fireworks into the corner, running backwards. Jo is smart to that strategy as she slips down from Natalya's back before she hits the corner, and Natalya crashes spine first into the turnbuckles alone. In the center of the ring, Erica is struggling to bring Isis down with her sleeper, and it seems to work for a little while, as Isis is brought to a three-point stance. However, Mika has a different plan as she comes running towards the ropes next to them, hopping onto the second rope and then doing a quarter backflip, catching Erica with an upside-down spear! Erica and Mika crash to the mat, and Jo and Jodie have the same idea as they go after the Red Star, who's still showing signs of the powerbomb she had eaten, raining stomps onto the Russian techie's body.

Zack: Mika with an inverted spear or however you wanna call it, taking Erica out… But now both Jo McFarlane and Jodie Gray are on to her!

Mai: Two people that couldn’t hate Mika more! How long have Jo and Mika been at odds now? And Jodie, well, she hates everybody!

The America-Scotland partnership ends as fast as it's started as Jodie pushes Jo away, talking down at the Living Fireworks. Jo answers that not with words, but with a punch to the jaw that makes Jodie spin and collapse on her fours. Jo then darts to the ropes, bouncing on them to build up momentum, and then strikes Jodie with a dropkick to the midsection that sends her rolling on the ring in pain clutching at her midriff. Jo doesn't waste any time as she hops on top of Jodie and starts delivering forearms to her head. This is only interrupted as Natalya comes out of her corner and deadlifts Jo from where she is, bringing her off the mat. What seems to be a belly to back suplex though ends up being an assisted facebreaker as Mika leaps and grabs Jo's hair, bringing her down with a double knee. Mika then tells Natalya to take care of Isis the way she wants to, as she'll deal with Jo, Jodie and Erica. This is when the 10-second buzzer is at its tail end for the next team to come out…

Zack: Here comes team #4!

BUZZZZZ!!!!!
GOD SAVE THE QUEEN!

With that call, the English anthem with the same name rings through the sound system, but with the exception of the crowd, the "defending champions" Lilly Arthur and Katherine Stryfe's entrance is by and large ignored. That's because, inside the ring, Mika has Jo on one corner, ready to whip Jodie to the other one.

Zack: Here comes Team England, the defending champions… And sure to lose it tonight, because they have no chance of getting anything tonight even if they win the battle royale!

Mai: Quite the sad state of affairs, especially when you consider this is Katherine Stryfe’s final match! What a way to go out!

Jodie reverts the whip, sending Mika to the corner instead. Jodie then rushes to the corner where Mika is, delivering an uppercut to the Red Star's jaw. She then runs across the ring to do the same thing to Jo. When she decides to do it once again to Mika, the Russian leaps out of the corner with anticipation enough that allows Jodie a time to hit the brakes before she even hits the corner. When she turns around, she doesn't even have the time to hold her breath as Jo smacks her with a corkscrew enzuigiri. By this time, Lilly and Kat have entered the ring, and the veteran Katherine goes right after the red haired McFarlane sister, leaping for her and bringing her down with a Lou Thesz press and then proceeding to punch her to no end. The two British wrestlers roll around the ring in what seems to be one hell of a scrappy catfight, while Lilly picks up the scraps of the other fallen wrestlers, and it's by chance that she goes after Erica first, dropping her leg across her chest. Then she goes after Mika, softening up the Russian former champion with a couple of MMA-esque clubs to the head. Mika eventually wobbles to the corner, and Lilly sees the opportunity of making an elimination, grabbing Mika's legs and trying to throw her over the top rope.

Zack: Look at Erica! She’s trying to throw Mika out of the ring, Team Russia is at risk!

Mai: And while she does that, look at Natalya and Isis go!

As Mika thwarts Lilly away with punches to the Englishwoman's head, the giantesses Isis and Natalya take center stage again, this time with nobody around them to interrupt the titanic fight (as Jo and Katherine are on their own fight, Lilly and Mika are on a corner, and Erica and Jodie are gasping for air). Isis points to herself talking Natalya down, saying she's the true and only goliath of FFW, with the Russian Executioner shaking her head and literally staring downwards at the American opponent. It's not long until they just go for it with the punches to one another's head-- well, Natalya with punches to Isis' head, and Isis with punches to Natalya's midsection. The latter seems to work better, as Isis manages to make Natalya walk backwards, trapping the Executioner on a corner. Isis then hops onto the bottom rope, reels back and smacks Natalya's chest with one hell of a back hand chop, hopping down shortly thereafter. Isis then opens a short distance between her and the Executioner, only to dash to the corner... And Natalya steps out, throwing Isis head first into the turnbuckle! The tables are turned as now Natalya starts throwing punches and more punches to Isis, and then using her big legs to choke Isis into the top turnbuckle!

Zack: Natalya using those enormous legs of hers to choke Isis out, and she doesn’t even look like to be breaking a sweat or making an effort to keep an open compass like that!

Mai: … she NEEDS to teach me her ways.

Meanwhile, Lilly, who has failed to eliminate Mika, has now brought her attention to Erica, while the catfight between Jo and Katherine seems to have vanished from the ring. While the former Trios Champion brings the blonde Scotswoman to her feet and presses her into the corner, Isis and Natalya start trying to grab one another by the best gravity point possible to throw the other out of the ring. Isis tries to reach for Natalya's neck, but the 7-foot-2 Error of Nature shakes her head negatively, grabbing Isis by HER neck and then trying to throw her off of the ring. Noticing that, Mika dashes for her sister's aid, only to get intercepted by Jodie, who spears her out of the way, and the two rivals begin to fight, throwing fists madly at one another. But they're oblivious that Katherine has jumped back into the ring after disposing of Jo at ringside, darting to Isis and Natalya, grabbing the two giants by the legs and lifting them off the mat! Both women go EASILY over the top rope thanks to their weight, and crash at ringside!

Anita: TEAM AMERICA AND TEAM RUSSIA HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Zack: DONE IN BY KATHERINE STRYFE, THE TWO GIANTS ARE OUT AND THEIR TEAMS’ DREAMS ARE OVER JUST LIKE THAT!!!

Mai: Never, NEVER doubt the Beautiful Nightmare, because she can turn your dreams into dust with the blink of an eye! AMAZING!

The crowd is alight even though the home team is gone, mostly because it's Isis! And once Katherine does so, the fight between Mika and Jodie stops immediately, as the two rivals realize they too have been eliminated, the mask of disappointment overcoming their faces!

Zack: And now they’re realizing what just happened. Thanks to Kat Stryfe, Mika Demidov and Jodie Gray are also eliminated. And they’re NOT happy!

As the 10-second buzzer hits, Mika and Jodie are left to screaming at one another, until Jodie pushes Mika. The Red Star answers by decking Jodie with a punch, and the Queen of Games falls off the ring! Mika gives chase, and the American and Russian rivals get right back to their fight, as they trade punches on their way up the ramp...

BUZZZZZ!!!!!
ÉIRINN GO BRÁCH!

While Mika and Jode brawl their way up the ramp, Ireland's Call hits the sound system, and the leaders of the Global Wars series come out!

Zack: The current leaders of Global Wars, Team Ireland is coming! Watch out for the fighting Queens there!

Muirne and Riley make a point to dodge Mika and Jodie as they exchange punches and hair pulls, vanishing into the top of the stage before they dash down the entrance ramp, with one Arya Quin right behind them with a megaphone. They spear themselves into the ring and Muirne goes right after Katherine, while Riot attacks Lilly and Erica, smothering both of them into the corner. Separating the two, Riley focuses her attentions on Lilly, wrenching an arm and then dropping a forearm across her spine. Riley then wrenches Lilly's arm again, but the English wrestler whirls around herself and undoes Riley's work, planting her feet and sending the bodybuilder to the ropes. As Riley comes back, it only takes one football tackle to flip Lilly upside down in midair before the English wrestler comes crashing down.

Zack: OUCH! Brutal tackle by Riley, and Lilly Arthur just took a somersault there even if she didn’t want to!

Mai: If you got ‘em gains, flaunt ‘em gains! Riley Riot is all about strength, and she’s proving it every day!

Meanwhile, Katherine and Muirne are in a power contest as they have a tight lock-up going on. Kat tries to fake Muirne out, but the Irish tomboy doesn't buy it. As Kat fakes Muirne out again, they break the lock up, and the Beautiful Nightmare throws a lariat aimed at Butler's head, but the redhead ducks under that and then throws a mule kick to Kat's stomach that folds the English veteran over. With the advantage, Muirne lifts Kat back to her feet and leads her to a corner, smashing her head into the top turnbuckle. Oblivious to all four women, the other British team is regrouping on a corner, staring at the action and planning their next moves. And this is exactly what happens when Muirne and Riot perk their heads up after establishing their advantages over Lilly and Katherine: Team Scotland comes out of the corner and goes right after them, with Erica striking Muirne with a volley kick, and Jo dropkicking Riot down!

Zack: And the Scottish sisters are back in the fray! Jo seemed to be out for a bit, but here she is, and now the blue team has all the space and advantage they could've asked for!

Muirne stumbles to a corner and Erica gives chase to her, unleashing a rampage of chops to her chest. Erica then reaches for Muirne's head and snapmares her to the mat. Muirne rolls back to her feet on instinct, only to fall victim to Erica's bulldog shortly thereafter. And then, just as soon as she gets up, Muirne eats a superkick to the chin, that sends her over the top rope, but with the Irish tomboy landing safely on the apron! Erica makes her way up to Muirne, but is sent away by a shoulder block to the stomach. The Irish Arse then throws herself to the mat, rolling back into the ring going under the bottom rope for safety.

Zack: Smart move by Muirne Butler, going for the safe way in through the bottom rope space.

Mai: If Team Ireland was eliminated right now, their leadership wouldn’t matter if Team Japan or Brazil came out so much as second place.

Meanwhile, the more experienced Jo seems to have Riley dead on her feet with a series of educated kicks, finishing with a roundhouse kick to the temple that rocks with Riot's balance. The Irish bodybuilder then collapses, and Jo then bounces on the ropes for momentum before crashing onto her with a leg drop across the chest. Lilly however proves she wasn't anywhere near finished as she kicks Jo's stomach as soon as she turns to her, bringing her down to the mat with a DDT. The Englishwoman then takes her time, analyzing the situation going on between Muirne, Katherine and Erica, watching as the Irish tomboy grabs the Beautiful Nightmare's legs trying to lift her off the mat to eliminate her. Lilly makes her way to them, removing Muirne away from Katherine and then trapping her against the ropes, where she begins to throw punches to her midsection. This is the situation in the ring as the 10-second buzzer starts...

SIX! FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE!
BUZZZZZ!!!!!
SENTA A PUA, BRASIL!!!

As the National Anthem of Brazil hits the sound system (and is readily overcome with boos), Mel Avilo and Bianca Salvador show up atop the entrance ramp, just standing there for a while as they discuss whatever. After a while, Bianca flashes a big smile as the two Brazilians share a high-ten and then dash down to the ring.

Mai: And talk about Team Brazil, here comes the Storm!

Once inside the ring, they go right after Lilly -- that is, Mel goes, as she wraps her arms around Arthur's waist and brings her off the mat, executing a release German suplex making the English wrestler land onto Bianca's knees into a backstabber. As the Brazilians get up, they then target Muirne, as they grab the Irish tomboy by the wrists and throw her to the ropes. As Muirne come back running, Mel and Bianca leap and spin, striking her with stereo savate kicks. Muirne collapses, and then they direct their attentions to Katherine, doing the same thing to her: grabbing her by the wrist, throwing her to the ropes and then welcoming her back with stereo savate kicks to the chest... Or so it would be, if it wasn't for the Hall of Famer ducking under those kicks! Kat hits the brakes behind Mel and Bianca, but the Brazilians are wise to her game as they throw double superkicks backwards, striking Kat's chest anyway and sending her to the ropes! But as soon as they get their balances back, it's a common acquaintance ahead of them: Jo McFarlane.

Zack: Jo is not in a place she wants to be right now. Neither Mel nor Bianca have raving opinions of the Living Fireworks, and this may get ugly.

The Scotswoman stares down at the two Brazilians, as the on and off friends-slash-rivals share some words. Bianca points to herself and Mel, Jo points to the ring and to herself, and things seem to heat up as the Storm is ready to jump on Jo... And then Jo is joined by Riley Riot, who has her eyes on Bianca!

Mai: And here comes the rescue team, in the form of a Riley Riot! Riley and Bianca have some unresolved story, and we may have to write another chapter right here!

The argument gets even more heated now, with Bianca and Riley staring laser beams into one another. And it's after the Irish bodybuilder pokes Bianca with an accusatory index that the brawl starts, as the Typhoon engages the Car Bomb, and the sultry Mel takes on the Living Fireworks! Both Brazilians seem to be on the bad end of their rivals' fury as Jo and Riley get the upperhand over them, sending both members of Team Brazil to the ropes, exactly where Katherine is. Jo then bounces on the balls of her feet and dashes to the ropes, but Mel and Bianca smartly hold on to the top rope and tug it down, making Jo collide with Katherine, with both British wrestlers tumbling over the top rope! Katherine crashes at ringside, and Jo manages to save herself by holding on to the top rope, then slipping from it, and then landing on the floor with ONE FOOT, pushing herself upwards!

Anita: TEAM ENGLAND HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Zack: AND JO MCFARLANE SAVES HERSELF IN A HARD TO BELIEVE FASHION! SHE TOUCHED THE FLOOR, BUT WITH ONE FOOT! ONE FOOT!!!

Mai: And Katherine Stryfe’s career in FFW is OVER! Bianca REALLY ruins everything.

The referees at ringside clear Jo as soon as she brings herself back up onto the apron, but both Mel and Bianca start pushing her out of the ring with their feet, using the mid rope for leverage. Mel soon loses Bianca's help, as Riley grabs the Typhoon from behind and suplexes her to the center of the ring. The two Future Shock Season 19 colleagues then start brawling in the center of the ring. Muirne and Erica eventually come back to life as they come to aid their partners: Erica by kicking Mel away from Jo, trapping her on a corner; Muirne by baseball sliding herself into Bianca, neutralizing the Typhoon's attack power. The Irish team then brings Bianca to her feet, and suddenly, on opposite sides of the ring, two teams are trying to eliminate both halves of Team Brazil at the same time, as Team Scotland works on Mel, and Team Ireland works on Bianca!

NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN! SIX! FIVE!

Bianca and Mel manage to kick their rivals away from them. The Scotswomen and the Irishwomen meet in the center of the ring, as Mel and Bianca jump for corner, and a 4-on-2 climate is established...

TWO! ONE!
BUZZZZZ!!!!!

NI! HON! GO!!!

Without stopping for a pose, Andi and Shizuka come through the entrance gate running down the entrance ramp as soon as the Kimigayo hits the sound system. They then roll into the ring and... join teams Scotland and Ireland, putting the pressure on Team Brazil as it now looks like a 6-on-2 situation. Faced with that situation, Mel and Bianca see only one solution: they both roll out of the ring and wave the entire thing off for a moment.

Zack: … well, that’s a strategy.

Mai: With six other people looking at you as if you were a delicious hamburger ready to take a bite outta you? I’d bail too! Unless…

Zack: Do not continue that statement.

The three teams inside the ring stare at Team Brazil with the worst "are you friggin' serious?" expressions on their faces... Before Andi and Shizuka take the obvious attitude of ignoring them and getting the match started once again, as the Golden Fury engages on Team Scotland's Erica, and the Lucky Star engages on Team Ireland's Muirne. Jo joins Erica in an attempt to thwart Shizuka, but she's jumped by Riley, and a three-way brawl begins. On one side, Erica manages to neutralize Shizuka, bringing her to the mat with a Russian legsweep, and following that up with what would be one hell of a leg drop, hadn't Miyamoto rolled out of the way. Shizuka rolls back to her feet and preys over Erica, striking her with a rolling kick that puts the blonde face down to the mat, completely offline. On another end of the ring, Muirne has Andi in a tight headlock. Smashing Andi's back across her knee a couple of time just to soften her up, Muirne then lifts the Space Princess back to her feet and then presses her into a corner, where she begins to unload with punches to her midsection. And the third end of the match has Jo and Riley trading kicks (Jo) and jabs (Riley) as the Irishwoman and the Scotswoman play an one-upsmanship game with one another. Riley eventually lands a sweet punch to Jo's temple that dazes the redhead, and she stumbles to the corner. Riley then opens a distance between them and then rushes to the corner, finding Jo with a clothesline that smothers her into the turnbuckles. Eventually, all three attackers have the same idea: trying to put their opponents over the top rope.

As Muirne tries to put Andi on the top turnbuckle to make it easier to eliminate her, Andi fires back with a big boot to Muirne's nose, sending the tomboy backwards. Taking the risk, Andi balances herself on the top turnbuckle and leaps for Muirne's neck, bringing her down with a tornado DDT... NOPE! Muirne counters that with a spinebuster! Meanwhile, Jo reacts to Riley's attempts to eliminate her with a headbutt to the top of the head, dazing the bodybuilder. Jo then turns the tables on her, pressing the Irish counterpart into the turnbuckles and firing off with kicks to the upper midsection. Erica isn't as lucky, as she's under Shizuka's control entirely. The Golden Fury is trying her best to throw the Scottish blonde over the top rope, but Erica holds on as best we can. And then it dawns on them that Jo is trying to eliminate Riley; Muirne is trying to eliminate Andi, and Shizuka is trying to eliminate Erica. At the same time they abandon their targets and meet at the center of the ring, where one member of each team inside the ring engage in a three-way brawl!

Zack: They just forgot their targets on the corners because they all had partners in dangerous positions! Instinct of preservation just spoke louder, and here we go!

Muirne throws a punch to Jo, who fires back, and then throws an elbow to Shizuka. Shizuka takes the elbow, but fires back with a kick, and then throws another kick to Muirne. Muirne eats that kick, but fires back with a chop, and then a punch to Jo... Until the mixed reactions of the crowd to all three of them become a houseful of boos when Mel and Bianca roll back into the ring with steel chairs in hand, attacking all three of them in a furious cheap shot! They swing the chairs into the group again and again and again and again, until they don't have how to react anymore! As the 10-second buzzer starts, the Brazilian Storm poses for the crowd, smirking and ignoring their boos!

THREE! TWO! ONE!

BUZZZZZ!!!!!

LONG LIVE CANADA!

As Oh, Canada hits the sound system - just the instrumental version this time, so nobody has a reason to complain -, Misty Whitmore and Shaughnessy O'Neill seem to be in the same page as they rush down the entrance ramp! Misty rolls into the ring like a bat out of hell, telegraphing as Mel and Bianca swing the steel chairs at her and ducking under them. She then hits the brakes and turns around, throwing superkicks to both the blonde and the brunette, rocketing the chairs right back into their faces! The crowd is thunderous as Misty takes claim of the steel chairs and throws them out of the ring, right before she's overtaken by Shizuka, the other freshest girl in the ring. As for Shaughnessy... Well…

Zack: What is… Oh. Of course. Shaughnessy O’Neill just grabbed a steel chair and decided she’ll watch the match from ringside.

Mai: Can you blame her?! She already fought tonight! And she's probably still sore and pissed off about it.

Zack: A TAG TEAM MATCH!!!

Misty doesn't have the time to notice Shaw's absence right away, as she manages to fend Shizuka off, seeing as she's just been attacked with a steel chair barrage. Misty throws Shizuka away from her, and looks at the surroundings: Muirne and Jo are offline at the center of the ring; Erica, Andi and Riley are stirring each on their side of the ring, with Erica and Riley looking a little bit better than Andi... And only THEN she notices Shaw's absence in the ring. Looking around for her partner, she notices her there at ringside, sitting comfortably on her chair without doing a thing. Making her way to the edge of the ring, Misty questions her, to which Shaw literally responds, "you're good! You can do it!"

Mai: Look at how good a partner Shaw is! Look at all that encouragement!

Zack: From afar, when she should be in the ring? Golly gee, maybe I should be a wrestler, if that’s all it takes.

Mai: You’d look so lovely on hot pants, Zack.

The argument between both halves of Team Canada continues, until Shaw's expression turns into one of concern, yelling a "WATCH OUT!" at Misty! Misty only has the time to brace for impact as Erica comes with a clothesline that ALMOST sends her over the top rope. The Canadian and the Scotswoman then start fighting right then and there, trading blows. Erica grabs Misty by the wrist as she blocks one of those punches, wrenches that arm and then sends Misty running across the ring. As Misty comes back, Erica just lets her own body go as she delivers a low dropkick aimed at the Voice of the People's knees, flipping the Canadian wrestler inside out. With a scream of pain, Misty tries to crawl over to the ropes for leverage, but Erica is faster as she brings the opponent up to her feet and scoops her off the mat, tossing her to the corner. Misty's back arches as she hits the corner, and then Erica grabs her wrist and throws her across the ring once again. This time though, it's Misty's turn to attack, as she leaps for Erica's neck with a flying clothesline, and both women go over the top rope, landing awkwardly on the ring apron... Only for Shaw to get up from her cozy little seat and yank Erica's legs from under her, forcing her landing at ringside!

Anita: TEAM SCOTLAND HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Mai: SEE?! SHAW DID A THING!!!

Zack: I hate my life sometimes… But, indeed, thanks to Shaughnessy O’Neill, who has NOT entered the ring yet, Team Scotland is out of the game.

Misty seems livid with Shaw's tactics as she starts yelling at Shaw from where she is. Shaw answers back with "I JUST ELIMINATED HER!" as proof of her usefulness. Misty rolls her eyes and points to the ring, telling Shaw to come wrestle at once, to which Shaw answers she's already wrestled a match today... And then the whole thing comes to an end when Riley comes out of nowhere and tackles Misty out of the ring apron and into Shaw, as the two Canadians have a meeting of the minds at ringside!

Anita: TEAM CANADA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Zack: Misty took her eyes off the ball for one second, and this is the result! Guess we can all blame Shaw for this!

Mai: Shaw would like to have some words with you, Zachary!

Riley smirks as Misty is announced out, but Shaw doesn't want to know, as she starts mouthing off at the fellow Canadian that it was all her fault, cussing her out in French. Inside the ring, the three remaining teams regroup, as a half recovered Shizuka takes shelter on one corner with Andi; Riley regroups with Muirne, and the dizzy Brazilians Mel and Bianca find haven on a third corner. As the tensions rise, the crowd starts to cheer on the three teams left, and the six women involved begin to circle the ring. Muirne starts taunting, saying that both teams should go after Team Brazil again before they go for the chairs once more. The Latinas shake their heads with smirks, with Bianca daring them to try a fair fight. This seems to bring some ire from Riley, who confronts Bianca directly, saying that she doesn't care about no fair fight before she literally spits her way. This seems to outrage Bianca, as they break the cycle and go after one another! Mel, out of instinct, goes after Team Japan, eventually engaging Andi, as Shizuka goes after Bianca, but ends up getting Muirne, and a three-way brawl breaks out!

Zack: And ANOTHER one of those brawls! Now it’s the final three teams, and whoever wins this battle royale, WINS THE SERIES!

Mai: Second place doesn’t matter anymore! Second place is first defeated! Whoever WINS, TAKES IT!

As the war of fists between Riley and Bianca rages on, the Irishwoman seems to have the best of the Brazilian as she locks one of Bianca's arms as she throws a punch, sweeping the leg and bringing her down to the mat. As Riley starts punching Bianca's head, Mel and Andi are trading chops wildly as they have the center of the ring. Eventually, Andi decides to change her strategy as she backtracks and hits the ropes. When she comes back, Mel thrusts her shoulder forward and strikes Andi with a shoulder tackle. She then runs to the ropes behind her, and as she comes back, she crashes into Andi with a leg drop across the throat. On the other corner of the ring, Shizuka and Muirne are locked in a clinch. Shizuka presses Muirne into the rope, and sends her running across the ring. When she comes back, Muirne strikes her with a shoulder tackle that sends her down... But she kip-ups right back up to her feet and runs again. As she comes back, Muirne swings her arm for a lariat, but Shizuka dodges; she bounces on the ropes across the ring and comes back running again, and it's an armdrag that finally brings the golden Fury down.

With Andi in a bad way, Mel decides it's time to take her out of her misery. Picking the lighter Space Princess up, Mel leads her to the corner... But before she can do anything, Andi reacts, grabbing Mel's head and bringing her down with an ace crusher! Mel pops back up to her feet, a bit dizzy, and Andi kicks her stomach, leading her into a suplex position. Mel, however, shifts her weight backwards, and then lifts Andi into a vertical suplex instead, dropping her out of the ring... NO! Andi lands on the ring apron, unbeknownst to Mel! And that's when a scream rings across the ring from them: it's Riley, as Bianca literally BITES her hand, sinking her fangs in as hard as possible, to shake free from the bodybuilder!

Mai: … kinky.

Zack: Bianca resorting to the desperation tactics there, biting Riley’s hand like a rabid dog, and here she comes!

Seeing the possibility of eliminating Andi, Bianca doesn't think twice: she darts across the ring and lifts her leg, trying to catch Andi with a big boot that will surely send her out of the ring... But Andi ducks, tugging the top rope down and watching as Bianca's foot goes over it! Bianca is now trapped, and Andi smirks at the blonde before grabbing her leg and executing a dragon twist FROM THAT POSITION, hurling Bianca over the top rope and straight to ringside, landing safely on the apron, much to the happiness of the rest of the crowd!

Anita: TEAM BRAZIL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Zack: AND THEN THERE WERE TWO!!! JAPAN! IRELAND! ONE OF THOSE TEAMS WILL GO ON TO ACQUIRE THEIR PICK YOUR POISON CONTRACTS!

Andi seems happy with what she's done, as Bianca and Mel are in utter shock. The Lucky Star then turns to Bianca and says something, which causes the Typhoon to enter a state of blind rage as she enters the ring as soon as Andi does, jumping for the Space Princess and beating the hell out of her!

Zack: And being a sore loser like we know her to be, Bianca is NOT gonna let Andi live this down! C’mon, man!

Mai: Bianca went down in a cheap way, Zack, can you blame her for being pissed?!

Mel is forced to drag Bianca away from Andi, but it isn't without a repercussion from Riley, who comes like a train without rails for Bianca, driving a BRUTAL big boot to her stomach, folding the Brazilian over. Mel takes exception to that, as she SLAPS the taste out of Riley's mouth. The Irish Car Bomb turns to Mel with a smirk and, without saying anything else, she just points out of the ring and tells them to leave. A scowling Mel escorts a furious Bianca out of the ring, as Riley waves them goodbye.

Mai: It was nice seeing you guys. Tch, from leaders to nothing more than third place. Gotta hurt.

Zack: I for one have no sympathy for Team Brazil here, and neither does this crowd! They know whoever takes this one is going to-- LOOK AT SHIZUKA!!!

However, not involved in any of this, Shizuka manages to fend Muirne off, and taking advantage of the entire situation, she dashes towards Riley and, as soon as the Car Bomb turns around, she throws a leaping clothesline… THAT MISSES AS RILEY GRABS THE TOP ROPE AND YANKS IT DOWN, MAKING SHIZUKA OVERSHOOT AND TUMBLE OVER IT, CRASHING AT RINGSIDE!!!

Zack: SHIZUKA MISSES!!! OVER THE TOP ROPE SHE GOES!!! IT’S OVER!!!

Sure enough, the bells ring, and Riley comes to her knees with her hurting hand but now with a smile on her face! She then crawls over to Muirne to tell her they did it!

Anita: TEAM JAPAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! Therefore the winners of this match… AND OF THE GLOBAL WARS SERIES, WITH 22 POINTS… MUIRNE BUTLER! RILEY RIOT! TEAM IRELAND!!!

Zack: They did it! They who stole the leadership of the series in the final weeks have pulled it off! Team Japan ends the series with 17 points and nothing to be ashamed of, but it’s Muirne Butler and Riley Riot who get the PYP contracts!





They Know What It’s Like When Worlds Collide

We cut backstage at the Toyota Center where the Instant Classic is staring at a vending machine with her arms crossed. The camera zooms in as she’s watching a mechanical conveyor cup move towards a bottle of water, jerk with a stop and stay there for a moment. Caroline Dallins runs a hand across her brow, grumbling as she continues waiting for the water bottle to finally fall into the cup and be delivered to her from the vending machine. She continues tapping her fingers with a grumble, nonchalantly flicking the collar of her shirt and letting out an exhale.

Caroline: Where’s The Warrior That Time Forgot when you need her? Hey. Buddy. I’ve got a match to call.

She complains to the vending machine as though it could actually hear her. Finally the vending machine pops the bottle of water into the conveyor cup and slides towards the receptacle, flipping open and offering a bottle of water. The former FFW champion grabs it and toasts the vending machine before taking a swig of water.

Voice: Last I saw, she was making chocolate milk.

That voice belonged to Mark Horton as he stepped up to the machine after she moved to the side, and began to plug his change into the adjacent snack machine. A bag of Skittles fell to the bottom before he retrieved it.

Caroline: Who needs a blender when you’ve got a one woman machine handy? How are you enjoying the show so far? We’ve got some shockers, a successful defense, a new champion... And the best is yet to come.

Mark: No kidding. I think the battle royal is what is going to stick most with me, if only because you hardly see them in FFW. Well that and Eileen taking a big step forward. I had no idea when I booked it months ago for When Worlds Collide that you and Eileen both would be right where you are at the same time...the top of the FFW Championship picture...and I also wouldn’t have guessed you’d both be there with Leona.

He tore the bag open, tossing a few of the Skittles into his mouth and looking at the bag logo with a small smile for a half second before looking back to Caroline. C looks slightly hesitant on commenting, at least about the Eileen part but seems a bit more at ease with the mention of Vega.

Caroline: Hey, no one deserves it more than Vega. She’s had the type of year that most wrestlers can only dream about. A few years ago, who would have ever imagined. As far as When Worlds Collide goes and Eileen finally making it where she’s been wanting to...

She paused thoughtfully.

Caroline: You remember Unstoppable 3?

Mark: Very well, I was there.

Caroline: I couldn’t beat her that night. Then again I was half out of my mind and pretty much the nastiest I’ve ever been but y’know... Its always stuck with me. She and I have been doing this since we were teenagers, Mark. Teenagers. Some kids find their best friends and biggest rivalries fighting over a guy or in some class or something like that. Me and her’s started in a makeshift ring put together by Fury, practicing arm drags... And more often than not... When its just me and her, she usually wins. Unstoppable 3. Who would become ‘The Tsunami’... Not a lot it matters now... Now I’ve done two things. One she can’t repeat... Getting a match with Strike before he retires, and one before she got to... Being FFW champion. So now I’m wondering something. Considering aaaaalllllllllll of that, Mark...

She glanced back at him and sipped her water.

Caroline: How hard is she going to fight with all that and a thousand other things bubbling in that head while one half of the crowd chants ‘FIGHT AMARO FIGHT’ while the other chants ‘KILL HER C’? How hard is she going to fight to remind everyone that when push comes to shove... She’s always better.

Mark: That’s the questions we’ll answer then. If you’re wondering it, so are a lot of fans who may be pressing the Order button on their remote to find out as well. I’m looking forward to seeing it, as well as Strike’s retirement match with Jo. Every year, it seems like I have one on this show and it’s usually people I like. Starting to get depressing in a way..

He offers her some of the Skittles, extending the bag towards her. She takes some and thanks him, offering the water bottle with a smile.

Caroline: Had all my shots, promise. Yeah... I’d like to hope that we won’t be seeing anymore retirements. I never imagined I’d be watching Strike hang ‘em up, and hell I know at least a few people won’t be happy Stryfe’s walking away but uh... Nature of the business right? One day you’re selling out arenas and the next day you’re sitting at home, asking yourself what now. Heh, I don’t think its the last we’ll see if Strike though. I mean he may not wrestle anymore but he loves all of this too much to stay away for any long period of time.

Mark: You’re not kidding. I may end up having an opportunity or two for him if he’s interested.

He told her, graciously accepting a gulp of water.

Mark: I’ll let you get down to the booth. The main event is up next, gonna go find a monitor myself. I heard a little rumor I’ll tell you later as far as someone coming into FFW in 2017 here...I think you’ll be interested to hear it.

Caroline: Yeah...? Step into my office. Wait, I don’t have an office. Alright tell me about it.

They began walking towards the gorilla position as the camera stayed focused on the vending machines. We fade to a commercial for When Worlds Collide from there.

[Adam Grant]

After highlights showing the war of words between FFW’s two top champions, we head back to the ring with the arena darkened. A spotlight shines over Anita as she stands in the center with her microphone in hand.

Anita: The following contest is your main event of Global Wars, and it is for the FFW Championship!

Zack: You’re about to see a first in FFW history, fans! Never before has one woman had the chance to be both the FFW & Evolution Champion at the same time, but we very well could see that tonight! We’ve already made a lot of history tonight, we are about to potentially do it again. I am quite happy to have a woman who has a vested interest in the outcome of this match joining me. Caroline, welcome to the booth!

Caroline: I’ve got my eyes peeled and then some, Zack. Didn’t miss the Femme For All, wouldn’t miss this one.

The thumping war drums and the mysterious flute of "Aztec Temple" hit the sound system. The crowd comes alive as the Aztec Warrior Leona Vega comes through the main gate, wearing the [BELT] Championship belt around her waist. She looks over the cheering crowd, soaking it in for a bit, before unhooking the [BELT] Championship from around her waist and raising it overhead, letting out her traditional war cry, matched by a lion roar from the PA. She then slowly makes her way down the entrance ramp, sharing a high-five with the fans in attendance with their arms out for her.

Anita: Introducing first, from Monterrey, Mexico… The reigning FFW Evolution Champion... LEONA VEGA!

She then stops a couple of steps before the ring, wrapping the belt around her waist again. She backtracks a little bit and then sprinting towards the ring, hopping onto the ring apron, and then immediately vaulting over the top rope, landing in a three-point stance inside the ring. Soaking in the crowd's cheers, she gets up and climbs the nearest turnbuckle, staring into the crowd with a big smile and raising her championship belt overhead, saying a quick prayer to herself before slapping the top turnbuckle and jumping back down into the ring, cracking her joints in the sequence.

Zack: 2016 has been a banner year...a career making year...for Leona Vega! She retired the Television Championship after 12 defenses. She won the Evolution, and turned back one of the toughest challenges anywhere to retain it against Steph Stefano. But tonight, she is literally on the stage of history, to borrow a line from Soul Calibur.

Caroline: To continue the Soul Calibur referencing, tonight Leona can either transcend history or we might be looking at a wild run to tragedy.

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 reigning and defending FFW Champion....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 kick pads and a Royal “NS” written on them in silver. The most important accessory though is the FFW (Insert title name here) wrapped around her waist. 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. She slowly rubs her title before snapping 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 quickly heads for the center with Leona meeting her there as the two are head to head as Nevaeh hands the FFW Championship to the referee as Leona does the same with her title.

Zack: Look at that, they’re already head to head and the bell hasn’t rang yet! They do not in any way like one another, ad they both handed off their respective titles, it’s like two gun slingers just crossed each other’s paths at the Alamo!

Caroline: You can feel them rumbling in the Toyota Center... They want to see them go, and they damn sure are leaning on Leona unseating The World’s Finest.

Referee Jennifer Stringer tries to get between them before she raises the FFW Championship over her head. She hands it off with Leona’s title to Anita as she exits the ring. The official calls for the bell as the two immediately begin throwing hands at one another with the crowd getting to its feet already. Both women fire shots at each other’s heads before Nevaeh shoves Leona backwards a couple steps. The Evolution Champion shakes her head, and fires a spin kick aimed at Summers’ head. But the FFW Champion ducks underneath it as Leona spins into her, catching her as she turns with a back elbow to the jaw. Summers grabs her head, firing forearms into the side of it before Vega pushes her off this time. And as Summers closes the gap, Leona grabs her by the arm and fires her into the corner. The blonde hits hard as Leona crunches her with a corner clothesline before she can step out. A back body drop follows that before the FFW Champion gets to her feet, only to get mowed down by Leona with a clothesline. And then two more after that before Nevaeh hops up again, swinging for Vega’s head. But the Evolution Champion ducks underneath it, and scoops her up on her shoulders for El Pilote! Nevaeh immediately fought out of it, and rolled out to the floor.

Zack: Did you see that? Leona almost hit that gutbuster right there, and Nevaeh’s heading for the low ground! Leona said this wasn’t the same woman the champion has met twice before, and she’s right!

Caroline: We’ve seen that El Pilote put down one competitor after the next and if not for a second more Summers would have been in the worst kind of way.

Nevaeh paced back and forth for a moment on the floor as Silas shouted at her, pointing up into the ring at her opponent as he did. The blonde pulled herself together, and climbed back onto the apron before Leona charged towards her. Summers went to swing at her as Leona ducked it, and began to drive her shoulder into Nevaeh’s ribs as she stood on the apron. It stunned her long enough for Vega to stand back up, grab her head, and bring her in the hard way with a vertical suplex that crashed Summers into the mat. The Evolution Champion immediately got back to her feet, bouncing off the far side ropes into a rolling senton that landed beautifully before Leona rolled over on her side to cradle Nevaeh’s head and begin driving pounding fists into it.

Zack: Leona is hammering those fists right into Summers’ head, and the World’s Finest is catching everything the Evolution Champion has to offer in there!

Caroline: Excellent rolling senton on top of it and she’s keeping the momentum up.

Vega got back to her feet, jerking Nevaeh up with her and driving short knees into her ribs to double her over. Leona hit the near side ropes, catching Summers with a running knee lift to the face that stood her up long enough for Leona to drop her with a discus clothesline. She quickly connected with a double leg drop across her chest before grabbing the outside leg for the cover. Stringer dropped to the canvas to make the count.

Caroline: Nevaeh is literally EATING it right here. I’m not even sure the champion knows up from down!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!

Vega immediately rolled off the cover after Nevaeh kicked out. The brunette got back to her feet, and took off for the ropes again as Nevaeh was starting to get back up. Vega rebounded quickly as Summers started to rise, only for Leona to grab her head as she passed and execute a running neckbreaker before she went for the cover again.

Zack: Summers kicked out, and Vega’s still rolling! No wasted motion with that neckbreaker, and and another cover from the challenger!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!

Again, Nevaeh kicked out after the two. Leona immediately got back to her feet, reaching down to grab Summers’ feet. But the blonde brought her knees up and used her legs like a piston to ire Vega backwards. The FFW Champion rolled to her feet as Leona tried to get her balance, only for Nevaeh to surprise her with a roundhouse kick on the jaw that flattened her.

Caroline: Nevaeh finally getting some offense in, creating some space. I have to believe she expected to fight an explosive Leona but is getting far too much thrown at her.

Silas shouted at his client to stay on her as Nevaeh took a second to get her bearings, a look of disdain on her face as she drove an elbow into the back of Leona’s head. She quickly mounted her lower back, and pulled her head up with one hand before firing forearm shots into it with the other. Six of them connected before the FFW Champion spiked her face into the mat. She rose to her feet, that same sinister look on her face as she rebounded off the near side to deliver a baseball slide into the side of Leona’s head as she tried to get up. Pacing back and forth for a second, Nevaeh shouted at her to get up. When the Evolution Champion began to do just that, Summers hit the far side ropes and rebounded off them into a one handed bulldog that spiked Leona’s face back into the mat again. She dropped down to the mat almost eye level with Leona as she berated her before grabbing her head, and beginning to execute a gator roll around the ring, ultimately moving in almost every direction.

Caroline: ...I see Nevaeh’s decided to start raiding out of my playbook as well with the gator roll. Let it never be said the FFW champion is not flexible. ...I guess.

Zack: She’s a tape watcher, and she saw you sitting here. I have a feeling this is for your benefit.

When she finally relented, Summers got back to her feet and drove her foot into Leona’s spine and pull her head up by the hair before screaming at to her say she was the finest. Stringer immediately started counting her till she let go, causing the FFW to shoot the referee an icy stare for a moment. She dropped down to the mat, applying a side chinlock which she began to grind in as she told Stringer Leona wants to quit. The referee didn’t agree, but kept checking on Leona regardless. The blonde turned Leona’s face into the mat, and started grinding her face into it as Silas looked on with a pleased expression.

Zack: Nevaeh’s doing everything she can not only to humble Leona, but also to wear her down. She saw what the Evolution Champion can do when she’s vertical, and she’d prefer to avoid that again, Caroline.

Caroline: It’s a fair strategy but you can’t keep a good warrior down for long, as I’m sure Leona is about to prove...

Stringer asked again if Leona wanted to end the match, but got a negative response as Nevaeh tried to grind her face into the mat a bit more. She finally released the hold, and got back to her feet. Vega tried to push up to her hands and feet until Summers kicked her leg out from under her before hitting the ropes to come back with a running leg drop bulldog! The challenger was rolled onto her back as the FFW Champion made the cover.

Zack: The Golden State of Mind from the FFW Champion, and Nevaeh’s ready to call it a night in Houston!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!

Caroline: Two point seven there, but Vega is still in this and the Evolution champion has to go gather herself!

Leona kicked out after the two count as Nevaeh started back to her feet. She pulled the Evolution Champion up, planting her head between her legs before she fell backwards to deliver a piledriver on top of Vega’s head. The FFW Champion rose to her feet, seeming a bit more in control of her emotions now. Leona started to roll away from her towards the ropes, only for Nevaeh to deliver a knee trembler into the side of her head when she began to sit up. She stepped over, and locked in a stump puller as Stringer dropped to ask Leona if she wanted to submit.

Caroline: You don’t see a single leg inverted boston crab much but now this is meant to keep Leona’s speed down and out.

The hold was short-lived though as Leona managed to find the bottom rope within arm’s reach, and grab it. Summers held on till four as the referee counted her down immediately. The FFW Champion got into Stringer’s face, reminding her who the FFW Champion was. Meanwhile as Leona was trying to get back to her feet with the help of the ropes, Silas clocked her with a right cross to the mouth that knocked her back down as he headed around the corner before the referee saw him.

Zack: Leona managed to find the ropes, and Nevaeh’s giving the referee some static about...Silas just clocked Leona right in the mouth!

Caroline: I hate that man, Zack. I really and truly wish all the bad things in life to happen to him and him alone.

Summers headed back towards her opponent as Leona held her jaw. She pulled her to her feet and went to fire her into the far corner. Vega crashed hard back first against it before Nevaeh took off. She executed a handspring before jumping into the air to connect with a spin kick to the back of Vega’s head. But the Evolution Champion moved out of the way, causing Summers to land awkwardly with her leg hung up on the top turnbuckle. As she tried to get it free, Vega caught her with a superkick to the back of her head that caused Nevaeh’s head to bounce off her own leg before the Evolution Champion freed her by pulling her into a backslide pin! The crowd came to their feet as Stringer dropped to count!

Zack: Summers went for her Midnight Train to Georgia, but Leona changed her ticket! Her head bounced, and now Leona with a backslide for the FFW Championship!!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Nevaeh got her shoulder up just before the three as Leona rolled out from under her. Holding the back of her head as she got to her feet, The Evolution Champion wasted no time as she bolted up the corner to the top rope as Nevaeh got back to her feet. When Summers turned to find her, Leona left her feet and delivered her satellite DDT as she spun around a couple times before connecting with it.

Zack: There’s that Orbit DDT, one of Leona’s favorite moves! And now the FFW Champion is on the backfoot with the Aztec Warrior starting to rally again!

Caroline: It might be time to sound the whistles!!

Vega rolled through to her feet, and then into a crouch in the corner as she tried to shake off the cobwebs again. She watched Summers like a hawk until the World’s Finest began to rise. Vega immediately popped to her feet, and took off as she turned to blast Nevaeh with a Superman punch that decked her to the canvas. The crowd began to get much much louder now in favor of the Evolution Champion as Silas was beside himself on the floor. Vega headed for the corner again, this time returning to the top rope. She didn’t waste a single second before she left her feet, and delivered a beautiful frog splash that connected perfectly! The fans came to their feet to count with the referee as Leona hooked the leg for a cover.

Zack: A picture perfect frog splash, Leona’s gonna make history right here!

ONE!!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE!!

Summers rolled her shoulder in time right before the three count as the fans continued to rally behind the challenger. Leona double checked with the referee before she got back to her feet.

Caroline: Almost a three count off that frog splash, and the FFW champion barely kicks out! The fans are just counting down the moments now.

With the fans rallying behind her, Leona started to pull Nevaeh back to her feet. She peppered her with body blows before she scooped her up into a fireman’s carry. The crowd knew what was coming there as Leona went for her gutbuster for the second time. But Summers avoided it, and landed on her feet instead. When Vega turned around, she grabbed her head and planted the Evolution Champion with a facebuster seemingly from nowhere before both women lay on the canvas.

Zack: Leona went for that gutbuster again, but Nevaeh had it scouted brilliantly! Like her or not, you can tell Nevaeh is a student and watches all the tape she can get!

Caroline: She knows as well as every single fan in this arena knows, Zack. One El Pilote. Just one is all it’ll take.

It was the FFW Champion who began to move first as she started to sit up, trying to get her bearings as she glanced around to find Leona slow moving on the canvas. As Summers got back to her feet finally, she turned her back to Leona long enough to leave her feet for a standing moonsault into an immediate hook of the leg for a cover.

Zack: Flight of an Angel, Nevaeh hit her moonsault and she’s three seconds from leaving Houston with the gold!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!

Leona got her shoulder up in time before the three as Nevaeh punished her for it with blistering right hands to her head before she finally got back to her feet. Looking to the crowd now, she held out her arms to let them know there was no one finer to a chorus of boos.

Caroline: Everytime. Everytime Nevaeh does something like this, she’s laying out more rope to hang herself with and more time for Leona to recover.

Meanwhile, Leona was starting to get up behind her as she was talking to the fans. Silas shouted at her to look behind her as Nevaeh spun around into a whirlwind of right hands from Leona. She hammered those shots in rapid fire to the delight of the crowd before whipping Nevaeh into the ropes. She followed in right behind her, and nailed her with a running knee in the ribs as she rebounded. Vega scooped her up into her fireman’s carry for the third time as the crowd rose again in anticipation!

Caroline: She’s going for it! She’s going to hit it! There’s no escape!

She walked her towards the center away from the ropes, and delivered the gutbuster finally to the roar of the fans in Houston. Vega dropped to cover the champion!

Zack: EL PILOTE!! She got it that time!

Vega looked around for the referee as the crowd counted three, only to see Silas up on the apron drawing Stringer’s attention. Vega pounded the mat to get her attention before she got back to her feet!

Caroline: NO DAMNIT! STRINGER IGNORE THAT SON OF A BITCH! IGNORE HIM! IGNORE HIM!

The Evolution Champion pushed Stringer aside, and grabbed Silas by his tie to the delight of the crowd. Mason’s eyes widened as he started trying to talk her out of it.

Zack: Go ahead, and do it!

Caroline: TAKE HIM OUT LEONA! TAKE HIM OUT, WE’LL POOL TOGETHER TO GET YOU THE BEST LEGAL TEAM MONEY CAN BUY!

Leona leaned back to blast him with a right, only for Nevaeh to get back up behind her. She spun the champion around, kicked her in the gut, and delivered her double underhook snap DDT! Mason dropped back to the floor unharmed as Nevaeh made the cover to a chorus of boos from the crowd.

Zack: THE GRAND FINALE….Damn it!! With Mason’s help, Nevaeh’s gonna steal it after all!

Caroline: ...I don’t believe this.

ONE!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Just as Stringer’s hand was about to strike, Leona’s arm popped up to a roar from the crowd. Nevaeh looked up at the referee, telling her it was three as was her manager. Stringer held up two fingers as Summers got back to her feet.

Zack: I spoke too soon!! Vega got her shoulder up! Nevaeh can’t believe it!

Caroline: YES! The Aztec Warrior is STILL in the fight!

Summers’ face was livid now as she pulled Leona back up to her feet. As she did, Leona surprised her with a jawbreaker that sent her back a couple steps. Vega scooped her up for another fireman’s carry until Nevaeh jammed her thumb into her eye, causing her to drop her. When Summers landed on her feet, she grabbed her again and executed a second double underhook snap DDT! She quickly went for the cover, screaming at the referee to count!

Caroline: ...A thumb to the eye and there’s a SECOND HELPING of THE GRAND FINALE...!

ONE!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Stringer called for the bell to a chorus of boos from the Houston crowd. Nevaeh sat up, trying to catch her breath before she rose to her feet. The referee raised her hand as Nevaeh snatched the FFW Championship away with the other.

Anita: Your winner of this match…..AND STILL FFW Champion…..’THE WORLD’S FINEST’ NEVAEH SUMMERS!

Zack: By hook or by crook, take your pick on that one! Either way, Nevaeh Summers is leaving Houston with the FFW Championship! “The World’s Finest” is still on top of the mountain!

Caroline: ...For now, Zack. For now.

Silas stepped into the ring, applauding his client as Nevaeh lifted her title high overhead in the ring. She screamed she was the “World’s Finest” at the booing crowd before the fans saw Caroline step up onto the announce table after taking off her headset. Nevaeh looked back at her...until another emerged from the back. Summers glanced that way to see Eileen Amaro at the top of the ramp. Caroline glanced over to Eileen as well and mouthed, ‘between a rock and a hard place’.

Zack: Nevaeh’s still the FFW Champion, but the dance floor just filled up! Caroline right above me….Eileen on the ramp! 2017 is gonna be a hell of a ride! Thank you for joining us for Global Wars!

The show went to split screen showing all three of their faces looking at one another as Global Wars faded off the air.