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FFW Breaking Point - February 10, 2018

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« on: February 11, 2018, 06:35:27 pm »


Live from the Target Center in Minneapolis, Minnesota
February 10, 2018


The FFW logo flashes across the screen briefly before we are taken live inside the arena to find a meditating Buddhist in her ring gear seated on the floor of her locker room. As she looks to be finishing up and getting back to her feet, Serafina is soon joined by her tag partner and agent as they head into the locker room.

Carson: It looks as though you are all prepared for your first singles match back, Serafina.

Claire: Of course she is! Look at her, it’ll be like she’s never been away. Probably won’t even miss a step when she gets out there tonight.

There was a brief moment of hesitation from the Buddhist.

Serafina: Well...I’ve certainly done all the preparation work that I can do. I’m not sure there’s much that can be done between now and the start of the match that would make a whole lot of difference. Just have to go out there and do my best against an incredibly fierce competitor and talented wrestler tonight. Hopefully, if I do that, I’ll be able to get the victory.

Carson: I think this is very much to your favor. It won’t be nearly as chaotic as the 6 woman tag with Mallory a few weeks ago. One on one, and you can focus entirely on Valentina instead of whatever Ruby and Isis are up to.

Serafina nodded her head.

Serafina: I hope so. I hope they don’t have much of an impact on the match and it’s a case of may the best woman win tonight.

Claire: Which is obviously going to be you. You’re the Buddhist Warrior after all. A submission specialist. You’re going to kick ass tonight and Lozano won’t even know what hit her till she watches back the tape.

Carson: Not to add additional pressure on you, but I wanted to let you both know that I had a conversation with the new COO a little bit ago. And he has informed me that a victory tonight over Miss Lozano will net both of you an opportunity to challenge for the Tornado Tag titles at Fury against both of Ascension. And he also has informed that should that match take place, he will ensure no involvement from Miss Tyler one way or another.

Claire fist pumped at the news as her partner seemed to just take it all in.

Serafina: That’s very gracious and remarkably fair of him to offer us that opportunity. I’ll do everything that I can to make the most of it - both tonight and then at the Fury Pay Per View. Especially with no Ruby Tyler involved. Isis and Valentina are a big enough challenge by themselves without having to worry about anyone else trying to help them out.

Claire: That’s true, Isis and Valentina are worthy champions but one shot is all it takes, ya know. One good, solid right hand… Those Tornado Tag Titles will be ours. Coz obviously, Serafina’s gonna get the job done tonight and win us that shot.

Carson: I have all the confidence in Serafina.

The camera zoomed in on Serafina letting out a deep breath before we cut to the opening video for Breaking Point.

A quick flash of the FFW logo is shown on the screen before we go inside the Future Shock Center with a song barely playing in the background as a young woman steps up to a dumbbell  loaded with  plates. “One Woman Army” by Porcelain Black starts to pick up in volume in the background. She glances up to the TV as she takes a deep breath, with flashes of Emma MacNamara cracking her knuckles, Kelly Kincaid connecting with a shooting star press, Sophia Pike applying her Fujiwara armbar, and then the Scarborough Fair climbing both sides of a ladder. The woman in the Center tries to pick the weights up, but doesn’t quite make it before she drops them back to the floor.

Another glance to the television as Steph Stefano taps her newspaper against her hand, Alysson and Valerie standing over Steph, Natalya Demidov standing over a fallen opponent, Ruby Tyler climbing the turnbuckles with a smile on her face. Isis delivering the Voyage to Armageddon, Scarlett Silver glancing over her shoulder, and finally Felicity Banks looking down at a scorpion in her hand. The woman in the Center grabs the dumbbell again, and with a scream, she pulls it up over her head. From there, Breaking Point returns to  the air inside the arena with all the requisite pyro and ballyhoo.





Maggie: The following match is scheduled for one fall...!

The arena is plunged into darkness, punctuated only by the soft, subtle, plucking of harp strings picking out the tune from the hymn “He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands” only just loud enough to be audible by the capacity crowd. As it plays a group of people start to emerge from the backstage area in the darkness, forming up in ranks on the stage quietly humming the tune as they do so. The choir finally gets all formed up on the stage in a semi-circle; the song getting louder and louder as more voices add to it only to cut suddenly as, with a fanfare of trumpets, a sudden blinding white light floods the whole building. The light narrows down to a single point high above the stage where a single figure is slowly descending from the heavens. The woman almost seems to be glowing in her bright white robes, her hair almost a flame red crown around her head. The eyes of the choir all turned towards her, singing out an awed ‘Aaaah aaaaah aaaah’ to accompany the angel’s descent only for her to become more and more recognisable as Casey Atherton the lower that she gets. As she lands in the middle of the horseshoe two members of the choir move forward to help her out of her robes, leaving her in brilliant white ring tights and smock like top. Cradling her hands together, the red haired woman begins to slowly walk down the entrance ramp; the choir following behind her as they start to sing. All the time the woman is bathed in the same bright, pure white light.

She's got the whole world in her hands
She's got the whole wide world in her hands
She's got the whole wide world in her hands
She's got the whole world in her hands

As she makes it to the ring, she extends her arms out from her body, almost in a crucifix position and two members of her choir lift her up almost reverentially onto the ring apron, while two more scurry up onto the apron and hold the ropes open for Casey to step inside the ring as the rest of the choir surround the ring, continuing to sing the song as Atherton flashes a bright smile to the crowd, circling the ring only to stop on each side of the ring and bless those in attendance.

Maggie: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome at this time…”THE SAVIOUR” CASEY ATHERTON!!!!

Casey finally returns to her corner, eyes turned to the heavens as she seems to be praying while she waits for the match to begin.

Mai: Bless the heart and spirit that is Casey Atherton. She’s doing God’s work, Zack.

Zack: There’s gotta be something about false idols... Either way Casey returns back to wrestle to the main roster and she’s got a challenge for this redebut of sorts.

The techno beat of Britney Spear’s “Work Bitch” hits over the speakers and out walks Angelina Fantastica in a pair of pink aviator sunglasses and a matching satin baseball jacket with “Fantastica” emblazoned on the back in white script. She struts down the ramp, high-fiving fans and blowing kisses to the crowd as she works her way toward the ring.
 
Maggie: Introducing from Staten Island, New York… she is Angelina Fantastica!
 
As she gets to the end of the ramp Angelina takes a few steps back, tosses her jacket and sunglasses to the side, and takes a running leap toward the ring, somersaulting over the top rope and landing on her feet with a bright smile, stretching out her arms to wave to the crowd before making her way to her corner.

Zack: One of the brightest stars in the company and one of the hardest workers I’ve ever seen, Angelina Fantastica is going to give Casey more than a handful.

Mai: ...HOW!? She’s like 100 pounds soaking wet... Tight little body for being fun sized though, and then there’s the a--

Zack: Mai.

Mai: A--

Zack: Mai...

Mai: ...................Booty.

DING! DING! DING!

If you thought that Angelina would be staying still in front of this Minneapolis crowd facing off against a very game Casey Atherton... Well, you and referee Stephen Wilson alike thought wrong as Fantastica immediately takes the fight to the Saviour with a running european uppercut, followed by another under the jaw of the former Unity and Future Shock champion. She grabs the wrist of Atherton and goes to irish-whip her towards the ropes but Casey quickly counters and sends Fantastica on the rebound... She quickly executes a handspring, bouncing back off the ropes and flipping back before catching Casey across the side of the head with a handspring enzuigiri! Atherton doesn’t go down but drops to one knee to which Angelina, quick as a whip springs off the ropes and comes back with an explosive shining wizard to make matters worse and send Casey down on the mat. Already Angelina is hopping over her, running towards the ropes and springboarding off the second just as Casey is getting up, hitting her with a springboard crossbody and causing the referee to slide into place.

OOONNNNEEEE!!

KICKOUT!!

Zack: Angelina ungluing from the very start and one has to believe that her most recent matches have lit a fire under her. This young woman from Staten Island is out to show the world and the faithful.

Mai: She can show them everything she wants. It isn’t going to change the fact that she’s still got a lot to prove! Regardless of what you and everyone else says!

Atherton is quickly back up but Fantastica quickly gets a waist lock on her, latching on tight to make sure she isn’t going anywhere fast. Casey however tries to break the grip, realizing that Angelina isn’t going anywhere. She suddenly... Puts her hands together and begins praying. Hands pressed together as Angelina looks slightly unnerved as well as annoyed. She shakes her head and tries to use what arm strength she’s got going to power Casey up in a German Suplex but the wily veteran’s got a few tricks of her own, landing on her feet. As Fantastica turns around suddenly the Saviour kicks her in the gut and shoves her head between her legs. She jerks Angelina up...

...And hits her with a piledriver from out of nowhere?!

Zack: PILEDRIVER! So early in the match and for what?!

Mai: Atherton just got a taste of what Fantastica can do. A taste. She’s not about to let Angelina keep bouncing around and outspeeding her until she knocks Casey’s lights out. Our Saviour is smarter than that.

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

KICKOUT!!

Angelina gets an arm up and tries to sit up before dropping back down, looking like that piledriver indeed took something out of her. Casey quietly prays over her, making a sign of the cross before she reaches down and forces Fantastica up to her feet before taking her back down with a snapmare takedown, applying a reverse chinlock for her trouble to follow it up. She leans a knee into Angelina’s back as Wilson asks Angelina if she wants to quit. Yes from a chinlock. She looks at him as though her’s serious through agonized eyes before she tries to put her hands up, lacing her fingers through Casey’s to pull her grip apart but Atherton isn’t having any part of it. She wrenches the chinlock again, shaking her head in disquiet. Angelina slowly begins to rise on her knees before she pushed up from them and stood up for only a second, hitting Casey with an impromptu modified stunner of sorts. She stumbles back as Angelina runs a hand on her throat... Casey takes off after her but Fantastica dropkicks her in the knee, sending her to hang between the third and second ropes which follows with Angelina taking off... And going for a tiger feint kick...!

...

BUT ATHERTON COUNTERS!

To the cheers of her flock at ringside as they cheer, weep happily, and jump up and down, to the eyerolls of more than a few Fantastica fans.

Zack: Angelina was looking for a Fantast-Kick but Casey countered it into an ankle lock! She is out to slow down Fantastica on all ways.

Mai: Out to? Out to? She is. Our Saviour with the ankle lock!

Casey’s got the grip on Angelina’s ankle countered from that tiger feint kick and had dragged Angelina towards the center of the ring, or at least she had tried. Fantastica’s still got her hands on the ropes, refusing to get pulled away to the center where Casey would have her at her mercy. The Saviour has enough of this and jerks her once more, causing Fantastica to execute a flip but lands on her feet and jumps grabbing Casey by the shoulders and falling backwards, sending Atherton up and over the ropes with a monkey flip! ...Casey hower lands in her disciples but they... Well, they catch her. Angelina and referee Wilson alike watch in mild disbelief as Atherton gets crowd surfed (her hands extended as though she’d been crucified) halfway around the ring before her followers deposit her right back onto the apron. Angelina closes her eyes and lets out a long sigh of aggravation as Wilson says to her ‘Saturdays, am I right?’. Yes this is referee Stephen Wilson shooting his shot. Yeah it’s as awkward as it sounds as Angelina pats him lightly on the shoulder as Casey goes through the ropes and the two wrestlers begin trading blows.

Mai: Someone get Wilson an eHarmony account, Christ.

Zack: Atherton and Fantastica now, tagging each other back and forth, and its slowly going to a war of attrition!

Casey drops a palm strike to the jaw of Fantastica before getting her in a front facelock. She eyes the ropes nearby and flings Angelina upward, bouncing her abdomen on the ropes and using it to complete a slingshot suplex but the Staten Island native’s legs kick out wildly before she slowly begins to fall and find her footing behind Casey, her own arms slipping free of Atherton and hooking around her neck. She jerks her neck out of Casey’s grasp and suddenly hits her with a standing hangman’s neckbreaker, sending her dropping to the mat as the Saviour rolls around, hands on her neck. The moment she’s forcing herself up Casey tries to surprise Fantastica with a butterfly kick but Fantastica side-steps it and catches the voice of God with a superkick! Casey doesn’t go down however, arms hanging at her side as she looks in a daze, nearly falling backward but Angelina hops and hurricanranas Casey towards the ropes, sending her draped over the second rope! Angelina’s already taking off, rebounding and finally hitting Casey with the tiger feint kick, sending her to the center of the ring. She grabs the ropes and launches herself up, balancing on the top rope and executing a springboard body splash, crashing on top of Casey and hooking the leg!

Zack: FANTAST-KICK! THERE’S THE COVER!!

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

KICKOUT!!

Atherton kicks out, shoulder up and arm powering up in the air. The Staten Island native follows up by immediately standing up and getting Atherton to follow suit, to rise up flopping over before sitting on her knees so Angelina can get her in a front facelock. She holds on tight, readying for a stiff DDT but Casey counters it with a Northern Lights Suplex off a release, not going for the actual pin. Fantastica rolls on the mat, a hand on her back with a wince as the Saviour sits up as well, a hand on the side of her neck. Both women are up again but Fantastica wraps her arms around Casey’s waist out of nowhere, squeezing tightly and trying to push Atherton towards the ropes. She tries to use the ropes to pull Atherton back, but Casey grabs the top rope. Angelina bounces back, tucking and rolling backward. As Casey turns around she nearly catches a step-up enzuigiri but ducks it to force Angelina to stand on her hands, one leg caught by Casey who stiffs her in the stomach with a knee. With Fantastica holding her waist... Casey drops down behind her and clasps her hands together, looking up to the sky... As do the rest of her followers.

Zack: Casey is... Praying and I don’t like the looks of this at all... Not at all.

Once Angelina is up Casey rises at her from behind and turns her around before getting her into a front facelock. She lifts Fantastica halfway, looking for The Passion but Fantastica escapes at the last second, and dropkicks Casey in the back of the knee. The Saviour goes down and Fantastica is back to work again, hoping on the second rope and jumping on the back of Casey’s shoulders, looking for an inverted hurricanrana but as she hangs backwards Atherton jerks her back and grabs her wrists before falling backwards herself... And hitting Angelina with an explosive Japanese Ocean Cyclone Suplex!

Mai: HIGHER POWER-PLEX! Fantastica had The Passion completely scouted and countered but she got caught in trying to spike Casey’s head into the mat!

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

TTTTTTHHHHRRREEEEEEEE!!

DING! DING! DING!

Maggie: HERE IS YOUR WINNER... “THE SAVIOUR” CASEY ATHERTON!

Mai: A glorious win for our glorious saviour. Is it any surprise that a lamb chosen by God would be anything less than victorious?

Zack: I’d argue that Angelina was coming within inches of the win here tonight, especially weathering that devastating piledriver and finding a way to escape Casey’s Falcon Arrow.

Casey’s congregation slides into the ring, one raising her hand in place of the referee before they raise her up all together as Angelina sits on the apron, hands on her knees. We head to commercial.









Let’s Try That Again

The cameras head backstage again and we see a fast walking Christian Kincaid with another man hot on his heels: Seth Star. He glanced behind him as Seth caught up to him, and moved alongside him.

Seth: Mr. Kincaid, why are we walking so quickly?

Christian: Oh, I figured you were super busy so I figured I’d get us to the Fair’s locker room quickly so you could get back to whatever else you need to do.

Seth was about to respond before they arrived to the right door. Christian knocked on it, and opened it immediately, also announcing who was with him just in case.

Christian: HEY LOOK, IT’S SETH!

He said loudly before the pair headed inside, causing Seth to give him a curious look for a moment. Inside of the locker room was all three members of The Scarborough Fair. Still left from the last meeting with Leona Vega was the giant police cork board with photos of the Franchise, a photo of Samantha Star... And still the photo of LeBron James with multiple sticky notes continuing to discuss his possible inclusion in the Franchise. Seth Star’s photo had since been moved to the side of the wall alongside a photo of Starkiller from Star Wars: Force Unleashed, noting facial similarities. One note reads ‘Seth Star: Jedi? - Mickey’ while another reads ‘Force Lightning would be useful.’ Mickey and Raquel welcome both welcome the COO with exuberant waves before going back to their ‘police board’. The Evolution champion waves to Seth as well, though she looks a bit less cheery... Obviously because she’s currently covered in photographs.

Steph: Hey boss.

Mickey: Man, one day I wanna be a boss. People announcing me into rooms and like, other folks writing theories about me.

Raquel: People write theories about you all the time, Scarborough.

Seth takes stock of the setting, amused by the board for a moment before he crosses his arms across his chest.

Seth: I wanted a moment with you, because I wanted to discuss what happened at Velocity in the tag match between you two ladies and Scarlett & Missy from Chaotic Temptation.

Christian: Yeaaaah, that one did kinda go squirrelly. But that wasn’t intended to happen. Everything was fine before...ya know.

Mickey plucked a photo off one of the many hanging on Stephanie, showing her doing a moonsault on all three members of the Franchise with a grin.

Mickey: This one’s going on the corkboard. So yeah, we didn’t get to finish the match and no one was like, happy about it. Now I know, I know what everyone in this room is thinking... And yes, this is like, my natural hair color.

Raquel: That’s not--

Mickey: The OTHER thing everyone is thinking, yes I could have not like, pulled a moonsault on the Franchise but they were out there to observe. By observe I mean pick the bones of the match clean.

Christian: I think it’s important to keep in mind that the Franchise ruined the match. No one in this room...or Scarlett and Missy.

Seth: I’m not here to cast blame. I’m here to make sure that we have an actual winner in that match. That’s why I’m booking a rematch in the main event of the next Breaking Point. And there will be additions made.

Raquel: Do I hear... The beginnings of a giant gang warfare match taking place. Do I hear the... Pitter patter of one big time uber six femme match with two big time factions...Three of four of its members on one side and a certain trio on the other... One group with the Ultraviolence champion, the other with the Evolution champion... With Christian getting like, the biggest payday off of this.

Mickey: You can buy another boat, Ceeks!

Christian seemed to be thinking that over, while Seth nodded in agreement with the idea.

Seth: That is precisely the idea. All three of you combined against Emma MacNamara, Scarlett Silver, and Missy from Chaotic Temptation. Besides I’m sure Miss Stefano will be interested to see how she matches up against the #1 contender before she faces her for the title at Fury.

Stephanie only offered a quiet nod, seemingly a bit more pensive considering she hadn’t said much. Raquel plucked another photo off of her.

Raquel: We get a little preview if Missy can put Big Spendin’ over here down for the count, find out which team reigns supreme and smart money says if the Franchise decides to pop in for this one too... What’s that like, six on three? Maybe you can have a word about how come you never got a membership offer, twinkletits.

The Witch of Wall Street straight up ignores that last comment, brushing off all the photos and taking up the Evolution championship on the empty seat beside her’s.

Steph: Getting to be a lot of gang supremacy it seems like. I like the idea of throwing down with Chaotic though. Shame we don’t have a fourth besides our new uh... Guest member. Ah well.

Seth: I’m glad it meets with your approval. And I’ll see what I can do about making sure you get to finish the match this time without involvement from the Franchise. I think we’d all like to see a winner….

He glances back to Christian.

Seth: And one hell of a commission off a single match for you.

Christian was still pondering what he could do with such a large bonus with so many clients in one match.

Christian: If you can keep them out of it, I think you’ll get a winner one way or another. After all, both teams wanted to continue the match. It was just the referee not having it.

Steph: Well the only thing this referee will have to worry about is if... Scarlett tries to convince Missy to show more cleavage.

Raquel: Could be worse. She could try to convince you to show more cleavage instead.

Steph: ...Shut up, Raquel.

Raquel: Hey, I’m just sayin’. You could use a ring gear redesign. Maybe pushing the girls up, some shorts.

Christian: I know a guy if you want new gear. He makes my stuff..

Seth: I’ll leave you all to work this out. Have a good evening.

He makes his way out as Christian begins looking for the business card of his ring gear designer.
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A quick preview shows us the upcoming Fast Track Championship match at Fury between Scarlett Silver and Kelly Kincaid. As it concludes, we go back to the ring with Maggie awaiting with her microphone.

Maggie: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Zack: It’s practically tradition to have a member of Chaotic Temptation in the booth when one of them competes, just like last week with Emma. I’m joined by Missy, who will be none too disappointed if she doesn’t get put into a tag match with the woman we are about to see.

Missy: I’m starting to feel at home here now, so it’s good to be back again… and far enough away that Scarlett doesn’t get tempted to try and rearrange my clothing!

“Hands To Myself” by Selena Gomez starts to play through the speakers around the arena.

Can't keep my hands to myself
No matter how hard I'm trying to
I want you all to myself
You're metaphorical gin and juice

So come on give me a taste
Of what it’s like to be next to you
Won't let one drop go to waste
You're metaphorical gin and juice


As the opening verse ends and the tempo starts to increase Scarlett Silver walks through the curtain onto the stage with her manager, Christian Kincaid. The lights dip for a moment before she steps forward and a red spotlight shines down on her.

Cause all of the downs and the uppers
Keep making love to each other
And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying
All of the downs and the uppers
Keep making love to each other
And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, but I

Can't keep my hands to myself
My hands to myself
Can't keep my hands to myself
My hands to myself


Scarlett struts down the ramp acknowledging the crowd with a smile, with Christian following a few steps behind. Pausing halfway down she sways her hips in rhythm with the music and slowly blows a kiss out to the crowd.

Maggie: Introducing at this time… Hailing from Los Angeles, California….Scarlett Silver!

Scarlett reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope before jumping to her feet and climbing onto the turnbuckle facing the stage. She raises her arms up high then jumps down to join Christian in her corner, for a last minute, pre-match discussion.

Zack: You have some experience with Erica in the ring. But she and Scarlett, they are essentially 1 and 1A as far as contenders go for the Fast Track Championship.

Missy: Erica is not an easy challenge by any stretch of the imagination, so hopefully Scarlett will treat her that way. Scarlett has not shut up about the Fast Track Championship since she lost it to Kelly, I’ll be glad once she’s had a rematch just to hopefully get her to shut up about it, if nothing else.

As Christian hops down to the floor, he leaves a very familiar makeup bag sitting in the corner.

Zack: Well we haven’t seen that lately…

Missy: Oh for pity’s sake.

Green and blue strobe lights flood the arena as “Map of the Problematique” blasts out over the speakers. As the keyboard comes in, a spotlight shines on the curtain, through which steps Erica Horton to a pop from the fans.

Maggie: On her way to the ring, from Edinburgh Scotland by way of Spartanburg, South Carolina! Please welcome ERICA HORTON!

Erica heads down the ramp, slapping hands with fans as she goes on her way.

Fear and panic in the air
I want to be free
From desolation and despair
And I feel like everything I sow
Is being swept away,
Well I refuse to let you go!

I can't get it right
Get it right
Since I met you


Reaching the bottom of the ramp, she heads around the nearest steps to the commentators, still catching hands with fans until she gets there. She then heads up the steps and into the ring. Standing in the middle, she lifts a hand to the crowd and then heads to her corner as “Map of the Problematique” fades out.

Zack: I have a lot of respect for Erica Horton. Here’s a woman who is trying to step out of the shadow of her Hall of Fame sister and the FFW Champion. That’s a hard task to accomplish, but I give her credit for trying.

Missy: Honestly she deserves to step out of their shadow, having faced her myself I don’t think a lot of people give her the credit she is due.

Referee Angela Keanan checks both women for anything illegal, and then calls for the bell. Erica cracks her knuckles and heads for the center. Scarlett nearly moves towards her before looking down at herself for a moment, holding up a T sign with her hands for the referee. She immediately doubles back for her corner, and retrieves the bag already. She removes a little clear bottle, and squirts it a few times over her cleavage to make it glisten and then turns back around to put it away again.

Missy: I suppose we should all be grateful that it’s her own cleavage she’s messing about with this time, and not somebody else’s….

Zack: Yeah, usually anything she sprays goes into someone else’s face. Thank goodness for small favors, and...Erica’s not waiting!

As soon as she gets it back in the bag and stands up, Erica moves in behind her and grabs her by the head. She immediately starts pounding her head into the top turnbuckle repeatedly to the crowd’s delight. She snatches her around the waist, and sends her flying with a release German suplex to the mat. Silver tries to get to her feet, only to get the same treatment as Erica snatches her from behind and delivers another German suplex that sends her to the canvas.

Missy: That just serves her right for not paying attention. Hopefully that will wake her up a bit and remind her she’s in a flipping match.

Zack: Silver’s getting her clock cleaned from both directions, and Erica clearly wasn’t interested in a timeout and came ready to compete!

Scarlett tried to get to her feet, and Erica went to grab her a third time. But this time, the brunette dove under the bottom rope and out to the floor. She gave the referee another time out sign with her hands, which didn’t stop Keanan from counting as she consulted with her manager. She rubbed her lower back for a moment as he spoke before finally asking him how her hair was before hopping up onto the apron when she got a positive response.

Zack: Pretty smart tactic there. Scarlett felt that momentum already starting for Erica, and she had to break it the best way she knew how. And she’ll be glad to know her hair is alright.

Missy: I don’t know why she thinks she can suddenly call timeouts… I sometimes wonder what it would be like to spend five minutes in Scarlett’s head, but then the thought alone scares me!

Scarlett wanted the referee to keep Erica back before she got in the ring. The brunette waited on the apron, waving Erica backwards. The referee asked Erica to let her back in (for no real reason) before Erica finally lost her patience and went after her. She tried to grab her by the head to bring her back in, but Scarlett surprised her by doing the same to her and dropping to the floor. Erica’s neck snapped across the top rope, sending her backwards trying to breathe before Scarlett slid in under the bottom rope. She bolted across the ring towards her, taking her down with a running bulldog. She immediately sat on her back, grabbing both hands and pulling her arms around her neck in a straitjacket.

Zack: I had a feeling that was meant to make Erica lose her patience, and it worked like a charm. I guess she got some good advice, and now she’s got on a submission already!

Missy: Scarlett is smarter than even I give her credit for sometimes, she just hides it well under all the hairspray!

Scarlett pulled back on her hands, causing Erica to choke herself out in the process. The blonde tried to pull her hands free, but Scarlett’s grip was too tight. She looked supremely confident for a moment, and leaned back again to see herself on the video wall...and gave her hair a little shake to keep it lively. Christian moved around to the side of the ring closest to her, trying to get her attention back off herself on the match. Upon finding a few strands that wouldn’t fall in place, she let one hand go to fix it. And that was all Erica needed before she pulled her other hand free and shook the brunette off her.

Missy: And the moment passed and we’re back to primp and preen Scarlett… I honestly don’t know how Christian stays so calm with her sometimes. I’d throttle her if I was down there.

Zack: I’d almost say she could use one of those medications for people with ADD, but Erica seized the opening. You give her an inch, she’ll take it!

Horton got back to her feet around the same time Scarlett did. When the brunette went to grab her, Erica surprised her with a discus elbow to the jaw. The former champion stumbled backwards before Erica took off for the far side, rebounding quickly and leaving her feet to hit her jumping double knee backbreaker!

Zack: That’s the BACK STABBER!! Erica’s hit her favorite move early! Here comes the cover!

The blonde popped up, and went to dive for the cover before Christian pulled Scarlett out by her feet to the floor. This made the blonde more than a little irritated as he tried to help get Scarlett refocused and give her a chance to recover.

Missy: Christian sure earns his money with Scarlett. But Erica is not happy… I wouldn’t want to be in Scarlett’s shoes when she gets back in there.

The referee immediately moved to the ropes, reading Christian the riot act for what he did as Scarlett went around the corner. Erica ignored the argument, and rolled out after her opponent. The blonde took off around the corner picking up speed, and went for a running clothesline. But Scarlett ducked the contact. Erica stopped herself before she ran into the ringside steps, and Scarlett caught her turning with a kick to the gut. A facebuster to the floor smacked Erica face first into the floor before the brunette dove back into the ring under the bottom rope. Keanan turned back, surveying the situation as Scarlett waved her to count Erica out...which is what began to happen.

Missy: Erica would have been better waiting for Scarlett to come to her, but there’s only so much patience anyone can have before the snap… and Scarlett tends to have that effect on more than a few people.

Zack: Looks like she’s happy to take a countout right now. Erica’s face got plastered in the floor, and Silver may get her wish in the end about winning that way.

Keanan continued to count, and made it to seven before Erica had started to pull herself up with the help of the bottom rope. Scarlett got back to her feet, taking off for the far side and catching Erica with a baseball slide to the chest that sent her backwards into the barricade. She struck hard as Scarlett stepped out onto the apron, shouting over to Missy to tell her this was for her. Erica tried to get her balance as she pushed off the barricade, only for Scarlett to leave her feet and connect with Missy’s version of the hurricanrana that drove Erica’s head into the floor.

Missy: I really wish she wouldn’t try to give me credit for her actions… or at least her version of credit.

Zack: Maybe she’s trying to make up for the tag match, and there was a little homage to you. But she’s not gonna pin her after hitting that on the floor.

Missy: I don’t see how that makes up for the tag match… or what good she’s done herself with it. Except for introducing Erica’s head to the arena floor.

Scarlett asked Christian what he thought of it, which he praised her. She pulled Erica up finally, and rolled her back into the ring. She slid in after her, looking over to Missy again in the booth. She let her know she had one more before Silver darted across the ring and hit the curb stomp. Erica’s face spiked the canvas again as Scarlett grinned ear to ear, headed for the corner and stretched out across the top rope and teased her hair.

Missy: Does she really have to do that right after one of my moves…. I don’t remember ever teasing my hair after pulling that move off.

Silver swung her legs off the top rope back to the canvas before heading to where Erica was laying. She rolled her over and made a cover by laying backwards across her. One hand shot into the air as she counted with the referee.

Zack: Scarlett with your MISCHIEF MAKER, and I’m not sure it’s going to work after all that downtime!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

NOPE!!

Erica countered by rolling Scarlett over by hooking her arms into a crucifix pin. Keanan hopped over them into position to count again!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE!!!

The brunette barely kicked out in time, and once more rolled out to the floor with a pout on her face. Another time out sign to the referee followed before she went to consult with her manager.

Missy: And that is primarily why I don’t mess about with my hair after it… she took way too long and almost lost this match because of it.

As the two conversed, Erica rolled out after her. A running high knee to the back of her head sent Scarlett headfirst into Christian, which sent him backwards. Erica grabbed Scarlett’s head, and pounded it against the apron repeatedly. Silver finally made it back into the ring with Erica right behind her. Horton pulled her to her feet, firing off chops into her chest repeatedly. After four of them, she whipped her into the far corner. Scarlett struck back first as Erica bolted towards. A jumping knee to the side of her head connected, causing the brunette to stumble away. But Erica spun her around, hopped up onto the second turnbuckle and connected with a tornado DDT! She immediately went for the cover as Keanan dropped to count!

Zack: Erica’s found her second wind, and Scarlett got planted!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE--WAIT!!

As Keanan’s hand came down for three, Christian pulled Scarlett’s foot across the bottom rope and shouted for the referee to look. When she did, she called it a two count and Erica glared daggers at the manager.

Missy: And again she almost loses the match because of her lack of focus on the match. I think Christian deserves a bonus for dealing with her.. Although I don’t think Erica would agree with me right now.

Erica started to her feet, staring down at him as Scarlett began to crawl towards her corner and the makeup bag. She began sorting through it for something, finally rolling out to the floor. Christian told Erica to focus on her opponent, and when she turned around, Scarlett was gone out of sight because she was ringside.

Zack: You can tell Erica wants to take his head off, but he does have a point. Scarlett’s her opponent, and she’s over on the other side of the ring after rifling through that bag.

Missy: Heaven only knows what Scarlett’s up to.. But whatever it is, I have a feeling that Erica is going to end up even more annoyed than she is now.

Erica glanced around for her with the fans pointing to her as she stepped out of the ring. She quickly hopped down to go around and get her as Christian climbed up onto the apron. Keanan went to get him down as Erica rounded the corner, finding Scarlett doubled over on her knees on the floor. When she reached down to grab her, a white powder flew out of her hands into Erica’s face. Silver rose to her feet, and delivered a low blow between her legs to drop her to her knees before digging into her boot for something after telling the camera Erica needed some foundation.

Missy: I really don’t think Erica cares about foundation, Scarlett. And you’re never going to win a match outside the ring!

Zack: Erica’s face looks like a ghost, and Silver’s got something in her boot!

Scarlett produced a pair of handcuffs from her boot, applying them on Erica’s wrists around one of the steel beams under the ring. She slid back into the ring as Christian hopped down off the apron. Scarlett stretched out on the canvas, telling the referee to count her out...which Keanan began to do.

Zack: Erica’s been blinded and handcuffed to a support beam under the ring, and Silver’s happy to take the countout! She’s not gonna get out of those cuffs!

Missy: I’m not sure I even want to ask where Scarlett got the handcuffs from...

Erica rubbed at her face on the floor, finally clearing her vision as she jerked against the beam to try to break free. But she couldn’t manage to do it before the referee called for the bell. A wide grin flashed across Scarlett’s face as she sat up, teased her hair, and bounced up to her feet.

Zack: Erica got counted out….and she’s still trapped over there! And Scarlett Silver looks like the cat that ate the canary in the ring!

Maggie: Here is your winner by countout…………….’THE STAR DISTRACTION’ SCARLETT SILVER!!

Missy: Well… she got the win. Not sure it’s how I would choose to get one, but the result will at least make Scarlett happy.

Scarlett rolled out to the floor, crossing past the announce table to let Missy know that was dedicated to her before she got her hand raised by the referee and her manager. Christian gave the key to a ringside attendant, and then encouraged Scarlett it’d be best to leave now. She instead stepped up onto the announce table, raising her hands in victory to boos from the crowd as the attendant went around to unlock Erica.

Zack: Congratulations, she’s dedicated this to you. But this isn’t a night club, and she better get off that table sooner than later!

Missy: I don’t want the dedication for this circus, she can keep it to her bloody self!

Christian got her attention as he pointed to the other side of the ring, now showing her Erica was free….and not happy. The brunette hopped to the apron, rolled under it into the ring and right out the other side before taking off up the ramp towards the back. Erica sprinted after her as Christian followed at a safe distance behind them both.

Zack: If I’m Scarlett, I’ll keep running and hope someone’s got a car waiting for me! Because Erica looks like she’s ready to behead her!

Missy: At least she was smart enough to run.. One of the only smart things she’s done all night.

As they all disappeared backstage, the show cuts elsewhere.




Hallmark Doesn’t Have A Card for Everything

Another visit backstage finds Caitlyn Storm in the catering area watching the show on a monitor before she is joined by Jake with a card and pamphlet in his hand. He takes a seat next to her, and makes himself comfortable.

Jake: How are you feeling after getting knocked out with that chloroform stuff? You’d think just asking for a rematch would be sufficient, wouldn’t you?

Caitlyn looks up from the monitor, a smile forming when she sees her friend, which drops to a slight frown given the subject.

Caitlyn: I thought asking would have been a lot easier than knocking someone out with chloroform, but I am still quite new to the industry so maybe I’m wrong! I’m ok though, but I had quite a headache after that for a little while.

Jake: Yeah, I was going to get you a card, but they don’t make them for people who get knocked out with chloroform. Go figure! So instead, I decided to get you a ‘get well’ present even though you aren’t sick. It might help you in your rematch with Abigail at Fury!

Caitlyn: I think getting knocked out with chloroform might be a little too niche of a market for them to make cards especially for it… though with Abigail around, maybe someone should look into making them. It could be a gold mine!

The blonde looked thoughtful for a moment, before giving her head a little shake to get back to topic.

Caitlyn: You didn’t need to get me anything Jake, but anything that help against Abigail would be handy. As long as it’s nothing that would be considered cheating of course!

Jake handed her the small card, still keeping the pamphlet in his hand.

Jake: Well no. I did some looking around online, and there’s a 4 star spa here in Minneapolis. So I bought you a gift certificate to get a…

He checked the pamphlet quickly.

Jake: A Head Mess Ritual massage tomorrow at 3! It sounds pretty interesting from the description.

Caitlyn raised an eyebrow looking a little confused.

Caitlyn: That is a lovely thought Jake, thank you… but what is it? I know what a massage usually is, but I’ve never heard of a head mess ritual. It sounds a little unusual!

Jake nods in agreement before reading from the description in his pamphlet.

Jake: Looks pretty involved, and apparently takes a hour and a half. Let’s see how it’s described here. Ahem… A journey into profound relaxation begins with an uplifting foot soak in Geranium and Ginger followed by an uplifting arm and hand massage with rose and comfrey.

He looks a bit puzzled.

Jake: I’m not sure what some of that stuff is, but I assume it’s all scented stuff maybe. And that’s just the start!

Caitlyn’s eyebrow drops as it all sounds pretty relaxing so far.

Caitlyn: That actually sounds pretty nice. I was a little worried that it was going to be something strange. Like one of those luxury treatments that is supposed to be relaxing but ends up being somebody walking all over your back or something. I’m not sure I’d want to pay for someone to walk all over me really.

He goes back to reading the description in the pamphlet.

Jake: There’s more! Mental stress and tension are dissolved as your massage….ninja skillfully uses a warm herbal poultice, massaging deeply into tight areas of your upper body, allowing your shoulders to release and neck to soften.

Jake: I always thought they were called masseuses.

The blonde’s eyebrows had quickly rose again at the mention of a ninja… and stayed there.

Caitlyn: I always thought they were too… a massage ninja doesn’t sound very relaxing to me!

Jake: But that’s not all! A warm coconut oil head massage before a steamy herbal ball…..filled with fruits and flowers is massaged gently across your face, brightening your skin, banishing any remaining stress and inviting you to drift away on a warm cloud of massage bliss.

Caitlyn: That bit sounds good… but I can’t stop thinking about a ninja. I hope they don’t have any nunchucks or anything. That would not make me want to close my eyes at all, which is usually what happens when I try to relax.

Jake: Maybe it’s a friend of 4 Loko! Either way, you’re all set for 3 tomorrow at the Sabai Body Temple. It had really good reviews on Google. The address is on the pamphlet.

He hands it off to her as well.

Jake: 90 minutes of ...massage bliss awaits tomorrow for you.

Caitlyn accepts the pamphlet still looking a little dubious.

Caitlyn: Thank you Jake! I’m sure it will be…. Umm… lovely! And I’ll let you know all about the ninja afterwards.

Jake: I’m sure it’ll be nicer to be relaxed to unconsciousness than forced into it. I’m looking forward to hearing all about it!

The camera peers down at the pamphlet in Caitlyn’s lap before we head back to the ring.


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Maggie: The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish.

As “Time To Say Goodbye” starts the video wall comes to life to show Serafina as she exits the locker room dressed in a back hooded sweatshirt with the FFW logo and a couple of other combat clothing manufacturers and energy drink logos on it. Walking through the corridors toward the ring she is accompanied by Jonathan DeCaro. As she moves she bounces on the balls of her feet, shaking out her arms and loosening up a little. Finally she walks out through the curtain and onto the stage area, firing off a combination of kicks, forearms and elbows, finishing off with a 360 roundhouse kick followed by a jumping kick and a jumping splits as she moves down the ramp.

Walking the rest of the distance to the bottom of the ramp, she tops and removes her hooded sweatshirt, leaving her in a tight long sleeved black t-shirt and tight shorts. She gives the taping on her wrists and ankles quickly. Giving her husband a kiss she, takes a tub of petroleum jelly from him and with her fingers applies a streak over each eye and across her cheeks. Finally she walks up the ring steps and steps between the ring ropes and moves along the ropes and back to her corner continuing to stay loose.

Maggie: Introducing to the ring from Encitas, California via Boston, Massachusetts, at a height of 5’6” and a weight of 127 lbs….SERAFINA DECARO!!!

Zack: KO/TO still have something to prove after the 6 woman tag match on the last breaking point, and Serafina has a chance for some measure of that tonight against one half of the current Tornado Tag Champions.

Mai: She can want all night long, it isn’t going to help her against The Latin Goddess!

The lights go out in the arena.

Suddenly, 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 in a dominant pose, hands on her hips and squinching at the crowd in a look of detest.

Maggie: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing one hundred and thirty-five pounds. She is “The Latin Goddess”…

VALENTINA LOZANO!!!!!!

Valentina then confidently strides her way to the ring, with the spotlight completely focused on her and the arena erupts with a thunderous array of boos from the capacity crowd showering down on her, 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 Valentina reaches the ringside area, two nondescript men run over and create a human stairway for her next to the ring: one man on all fours next to the ring and the other lying prone in front of him. Causally stepping on the men, 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 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 extends her arms out and looks on with a smirk, posing 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 climbs down and makes her way towards the referee and commands the referee to take off her robe and then leans against the ropes in a sexy, confident pose as she waits for her opponent to arrive or for the match to begin.

Zack: With the help of Ruby Tyler, Ascension managed to gain a victory over KO/TO and Mallory Bennett. Tonight she will be wanting to keep that momentum going with a win over a former No Surrender and Unity Champion in Serafina.

Mai: Not only is Valentina going to stomp Serafina into the middle of the next week, she’s going to do it with style while looking amazing!

With the Minneapolis crowd already loud with their various cheers and boos for the upcoming match, Referee Melinda Davis checks both woman as Maggie exits the ring. Satisfied that neither has anything untoward, Davis calls for bell. Both women leave their corners and head to the centre of the ring quickly, and Serafina makes an attempt towards a tie up. Valentina clearly has other ideas and goes to clock her with an elbow to the jaw, but Serafina sees it coming and ducks her head to avoid it. As Valentina catches herself and readjusts to go for a second attempt, Serafina quickly sweeps her leg. Caught off guard, Valentina loses her balance, but stops herself from actually hitting the canvas. She rights herself and stands up, only to be met with a spinning heel kick from Serafina that sends her backwards a few steps. A jumping spin kick follows from DeCaro that knocks The ‘Latin Goddess’ fully back into the ropes.

Zack: Valentina’s attempt to catch Serafina off guard backfired on her spectacularly. Serafina saw it coming and has taken control early on in this match.

Mai: It’s all part of The Latin Goddesses master plan, it only looks like she is control because Valentina wants it that way.

Rather than letting her rebound, as soon as her back hits the ropes, Serafina pulls her back out and whips her across to the opposite side. Valentina hits the ropes at speed and rebounds straight off into a second jumping spin kick from DeCaro that drops her like a rock. Lozano rolls straight back to her feet looking thunderous. Serafina doesn’t look phased in the slightest, as Valentina looks like she is about to clobber her. She ducks under Valentina’s arm and pops up behind her, Valentina spins around and straight into a jumping knee to the underside of her chin, that staggers her back a couple of steps.

Mai: Valentina is a genius to let Serafina think she is actually getting the upper hand here.

Zack: Are we watching the same match? Serafina is not dropping her offensive for a second and she has Valentina on the back foot.

Serafina keeps up her momentum with a matching pair of right hands into the side of Lozano’s head, and as Valentina raises her hands to protect her head, Serafina sweeps her legs out from under her to send her crashing back first to the canvas with a thud. Valentina gets straight back up to her feet again, albeit a little slower this time, which gets her a shower of disdain from the live crowd.

Zack: That was a ring shaking impact from Valentina hitting the mat. She’s back to her feet but there is no doubt that she will be feeling the effects of that.

DeCaro straightaway goes on the offensive again, but Valentina catches her by the head and pulls it down for her face to meet her knee with an impact that almost lifts her off her feet. Before Serafina can gather her bearings from that, Valentina whips her across into the ropes. Serafina rebounds straight into the arms of a waiting ‘Latin Goddess’ who lifts her up and then plants her with a sidewalk slam. Valentina gets back to her feet, as Serafina pushes up to her knees. DeCaro is pulled the rest of the way by a thunderous looking Valentina as she ignores the boos from the Minneapolis crowd.

Mai: See! It was all part of Valentina’s plan. She let Serafina get comfortable and now she is turning the tide.

Zack: At least it isn’t a tide pod!

Pulling her forward again by the head, Valentina delivers a pair of knees into Serafina’s ribs before firing her across into the corner. She hits the corner back first at speed, and Valentina follows her straight in to pull her head forward again, this time to deliver a series of high knees into her face. The ‘Latin Goddess’ finishes off the series with a forearm across her back, before pulling her out of the and firing her into the opposite corner. This time the Californian wrestler hits shoulder first and Valentina follows to slam her opponent's head off the top turnbuckle. Without skipping a beat, Valentina pulls Serafina out of the corner and scoops her into position to use a scoop brainbuster to plant her head first on the canvas. Serafina bounces and lands on her back, and Valentina floats over for the cover prompting Davis to slide into position beside them for the count.

Zack: Despite Serafina’s early momentum, Valentina has the first cover of this match after a vicious scoop brainbuster.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-NO!!!

Serafina manages to get her shoulder up just before the two this time which changes the crowd’s boos to cheers towards the Californian. Valentina slaps the mat in frustration before getting back to her feet and making her way to pull Serafina up again, but she rolls out of her reach and towards the ropes. Using them to steady herself as she gets back up to a vertical base, giving her head a shake as she does to clear the cobwebs.

Mai: Why couldn’t she have just stayed down? I could have been in the bar getting a refill if she had of done.

Valentina charges towards Serafina, but just as she is about to make impact, Serafina dodges to the side and pulls down the top rope, leaving Valentina to soar over the top of it. The crowd come to their feet as Lozano hits the apron, but she only stays on it for a second before she tumbles down to the arena floor. Serafina doesn’t follow her and instead moves away to the opposite ropes to use the time to pull herself together.

Zack: I’m pretty sure that wasn’t how Valentina was expecting that to go. She looked set to send Serafina out of the ring and instead she has ended up there herself.

Mai: Serafina should be disqualified for that! That’s disgraceful behaviour.

Zack: She hasn’t done anything to be disqualified for.

Lozano pulls herself up to her feet after a few moments on the floor, just as Davis reaches a count of two. And by the three she pulls herself back up onto the apron and into the ring, getting a disappointed groan from the Minneapolis crowd. The second she is cleared of the ropes, Serafina takes off towards her, closing the gap quickly and flattening The ‘Latin Goddess’ to the canvas with a running clothesline. Valentina gets straight back up to her knees, and Serafina flattens her a second time, this time with a DDT. On the second attempt, Serafina actually lets Valentina get back to her feet, but as soon as she does, Serafina grabs her head and runs her across the ring to plant her with a running bulldog.

Mai: No, no, no, no! This is not going how it is supposed to go!

Zack: I’d say it’s going exactly as a wrestling match is supposed to go. Serafina is in a prime position for a cover after an impactful combination punctuated with a picture perfect bulldog.

The ‘Latin Goddess’ bounces onto her back and Serafina floats over for the cover. As Davis gets back into position for the count, Serafina hooks one of Valentina’s legs for good measure.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!

T-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!

Valentina kicks outs just after the two and shoves Serafina away looking disgusted with her for attempting to pin her.

Mai: Ha! I never doubted that she would get out of that cover! And she is right to look disgusted, Serafina should have more respect for a Latin Goddess.

Serafina rolls back up to her feet before Valentina can, and with the crowd fully behind her, she closes the gap once again but the two. As Valentina reaches her knees, Serafina cracks her with a knee underneath her chin that whips The ‘Latin Goddesses’ head backwards. Valentina gives her head a shake and powers back to her feet looking even more thunderous than she was previously. She lunges for Serafina and grabs her by the shoulders, spinning her around she hoists her into position to plant her with a Samoan drop.

Mai: That is what you get when you disrespect a Goddess, especially a Latin one. You get dropped on your head!

Zack: I have a sneaking suspicion that Serafina will be seeing tweety birds flying around her head after that landing.

Valentina takes straight off towards the ropes and bounces off them to come back and deliver a knee drop to the downed Californian wrestler, but at the last second she rolls out of the way and Valentina lands on her knee on the canvas. Lozano gives out a yell of pain at the impact which is almost drowned out by the cheers from the Minneapolis crowd. DeCaro gets back to her feet, rubbing her head again and looking more than a little dazed as Valentina rubs her knee with a pained look on her face. As she is about to get back to her feet again, Serafina cracks her with a knee to the side of her head, which wobbles her a little, before delivering a 360 roundhouse that drops her like a rock. The crowd get to their feet with cheers as Serafina throws her arm over the downed Canadian wrestler for the cover.

Zack: I’m guessing that is not quite how Valentina had planned that to go. Now Valentina is down, and with Serafina going for the cover this could be all she wrote.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Davis gets back to her feet and calls for the bell, which causes the crowd to get even louder with their cheers towards the former No Surrender Champion.

Maggie: Your winner………………...via pinfall……………...SERAFINA DECARO!

Mai: Why couldn’t she just have stayed where she was supposed to?! This shouldn’t end this way. Valentina should get a do over!

Serafina gets to her feet still looking rather dazed and holds onto the ropes to steady herself. Davis raises her other hand and a smile appears on the Californian’s face as her win registers with her. After her hand has been released, Serafina rolls out of the ring with the smile still in place, despite being a little wobbly on her feet as she makes her way up the ramp towards the back and the camera cuts elsewhere.




Mallory’s New Groove

We pop in backstage at the Target Center. The crowd watching on the video wall lets out a pleasant reaction seeing in the shot the door to Seth Star’s office. The reaction continues with Mallory Bennett stepping in the shot with a “Definition of Malicious” tee adorned, hands in her pockets. Beside her is Future Shock prospect Gillie Barnes wearing a Bianca Reed “Cracker Jacker” tee shirt, though it looks to be a bit big on her as she glances down at it and shifts it on her shoulders. Mal reaches a hand and knocks on the door two times before speaking.

Mal: Mr. Star, you uh wanted to see me about something?

She had to wait virtually no time at all before the door opened, and the new COO stepped out to join her. He was dressed in black and white, everything but his shirt was black. When he pulled the door closed behind him, he leaned against it.

Seth: I appreciate your punctuality, Miss Bennett. It’s much nicer when I don’t have to go looking for someone rather than them coming to see me.

Mal grinned slightly as Gillie looked thoughtful about that.

Gillie: That’s usually a bad sign if your boss is on the lookout for you, isn’t it?

Mal: Well luckily, that didn’t have to be the case. I don’t like keeping people waiting, blame it on my pops and his whole waking up at the crack of dawn, leaving an hour before appointments and such. Military man.

Seth: Of course, it’s also very nice to see you, Miss Barnes, as well. I had two things I wanted to see you about. First of all, I want to commend you on your representation of FFW in the Young Guns Cup. Yourself, as well as other FFW & Future Shock talent, did this company proud. You made the final four, which was especially impressive. And I just wanted you to know that your effort and success did not go unnoticed by myself.

Mal extended a hand to shake Seth’s.

Mal: Thank you, Mr. Star. I wish I could have made it all the way to the top but there’s no shame in falling to Artemis Kaiser and seeing Jolyne taking it all... Ain’t much shame in that either. Even still, proud I can say I represented FFW and Future Shock alike and clashed with some of the biggest names in other companies today.

Seth: Without question. Besides that, it was this tournament that convinced me to extend a very attractive offer to Miss Dysart to join FFW. Perhaps in the near future, you’ll get to find out what would have happened if you had made the finals with her.

Gillie: Death by Raptor Boost?

Mal gave Gillie a withering glance to which the English wrestler held her hands up like she was in front of headlights, a smile on her face.

Gillie: Kidding. Kidding. I’m sure it’ll be an amazing clash if it goes down.

Mallory nudged Gillie in the shoulder with her fist, thought gently..

Mal: Yeah, sure. I know she’s gonna be amazing here.

Seth: I look forward to it, and promise you that you’ll find out the answer to that with the rest of us. But the other reason I wanted to talk with you is also due to that tournament. I’ve been telling people that I am going to see to it that they get what they deserve. Your impressive run in the tournament combined with how close you came at Global Wars to capturing the Ultraviolence Championship has convinced me you deserve another opportunity to get yourself a title shot. A match to see about lining you or your opponent up to face the winner between Emma MacNamara and Natalya Demidov.

Mal rubbed her hands together, trying not to show a certain amount of excitement at getting near one more shot.

Mal: I can work with that. I think I could pull it off this time, but either one’s gonna be a challenge because last time I clashed with Natalya I came up a little short too.

Gillie: For the sake of positive reinforcement, it’s hard not to come up short against someone seven foot I think.

Mal: Well, yeah but I’ll take a round two with either. I want that Ultraviolence championship. Who would I be facing for that?

Seth: That is yet to be determined. There are a couple women I am considering for this match at the moment. I’ll let you know when I decide. In the meantime, perhaps you can pass along a message for me to Mr. Chandler. I’m sure you’ll see him before I do. Ask him to come see me before he leaves tonight.

Gillie: We’ll relay the message to him. I think I saw him in Adam’s office...

Mal: Well, we’ll head there next then. Thanks a lot Mr. Star, promise not to let you down come match time when you decide who’s on the other side of the ring.

With one final nod the pair leave the office, but as Gillie ahead of Mallory she bumps right into O.E. Ayano. Ayano is without her manager, considering Mai is doing commentary. The Orochi is adorned in an Aaron Rodgers Green Bay Packers jersey which earns her a large amount of boos from the crowd watching on the video wall. Gillie watches O.E. with an unreadable look on her face... At least until O.E. opens her mouth.

O.E.: Watch where you walkin’ next time. Someone might not be so forgiving. Anyway, why the hell you here? Shouldn’t you be in front of some bullshit projector layin’ facts ain’t nobody give a fuck about in the last five years?

...And that’s about when Gillie’s face goes from unreadable to aggravated as the two former tag partners get nose to nose with each other. Mallory in the background looks like she’s caught between pulling them apart or letting it sort itself out.

Gillie: I’m here in support of my tag partner. She had to speak to Mr. Star. I know you don’t know what that sounds like, upper management having any vested interest in you but it’s a nice thing all the same.

Ayano’s eyes narrow and her voice goes lower, her fingers curling up into a fist.

O.E.: That a fact? Well, looks like you all done here so why don’t you fuck right back to a crowd of folks on your jock for just restating facts.

Gillie: Sure. I’ll do that... For now. You should get used to seeing me so much though. One day soon I’ll probably be on a graduation poll and--

The Orochi held a finger up, shaking her head.

O.E.: Nah. You heard all that stuff about the Prospects versus The World. Ain’t just gonna be people bigging you the fuck up and swearing up and down how talented and unique you are... You actually gotta fight for your spot... For once.

The prospect looked her former tag partner up and down.

Gillie: So...? What do care, you said yourself after you came to the roster that you wouldn’t be back to Future Shock.

Once again they were nose to nose, the member of Chaotic Temptation sneering harshly.

O.E.: Yeah, I said that... But if it means keeping your bitch ass off the main roster a little bit longer, I’ll make an exception.

Gillie’s voice took a tone that wasn’t heard before, leaning her neck to the side with her fists balled up. It looked as if the two were about seconds away from fighting right in front of Seth Star’s office.

Gillie: You feelin’ froggy right? Jump then bit--

Mal: ALLLRRRIIIIGGHHHHHTTT!! I think we are quite done here. Gillie, we have to see Jake... Ayano, maybe uh... Go find Missy or Scarlett or Emma? Anyone?

Bennett began forcibly dragging Gillie in the other direction, but the Prospect’s eyes never wavered from O.E. who stared a hole right back. The show went to a commercial as Ayano began walking in the other direction, only stopping to look right back once.


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Maggie: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is your Main Event!

Zack: It’s main event time, and the first match back for a woman who has been on the mend since late last year! I think the fans are more than ready to see her too.

Mai: It’s just them then. I haven’t missed Andi at all. As a matter of fact, I say let’s book a rematch and let Bianca see if she can double down on what she did to her.

The mad guitar of Trivium’s “To The Rats” assaults the PA, as glitched images of the open roads are shown in the big screen. When the drums kick in, a single volley of red fireworks shoot up from the stage, and the sound of a roaring engine can be heard as well. On her motorcycle, Alysson shows atop the entrance ramp wearing a full biker gear, holding her crowbar on one hand, forcing the engine so to make a loud roar noise, as if it could drown out the crowd’s boos. After that, she jumps off the bike and removes her helmet with her free hand, looking over the crowd and shaking her head, and smashing the crowbar into the ground a couple of times before opening her arms wide and letting out a loud war cry.

Maggie: Introducing first, from the Open Road... "The Outlaw" -- ALYSSON GARDNER!

After that, the Big Red walks down to the ring, removing her biker jacket and leaving it in the way along with her crowbar, before she rolls into the ring under the top rope. She then kipups back to her feet and starts showing off for the crowd, climbing the nearest turnbuckle, throwing more cross-arm horns and smirking at the booing crowd. Alysson then jumps down and takes shelter on her corner, eyeing her opposition directly in the eyes.

Zack: Alysson has been picking up quite a lot of momentum in recent weeks until she ran into Ruby Tyler. They’ll meet again at Fury in a match they both wanted the original showdown to be.

Mai: See, if you look up flukes in the wrestling dictionary, that’s the example you’re going to see. In the No DQ rematch, Alysson will club her like a baby seal.

[CUE THE SOUNDCHIP! An 8-bit version of the song from the Goonies start playing as the main lights dim down in the arena, with small star spotlights in a variety of colors flying around the crowd. 8-bit stars fill the videoboards, right up until the words start and Andi Takata comes sprinting out of the back to hit her mark. ]

# GOOD -GOOD- GOOD

[Andi hops into place, already in her Magical Girl pose, with blue and white sparkling pyro popping behind her, and the videoboards all exploding into pixellated color madness! The bassline kicks in and Andi dances for a moment before she starts to head for the ring, taking her time to enjoy her 'Starlights'!]

#Here we are, Hanging onto strains of greed and blues
#Break the chain then we break down
#Oh it's not real, if you don't feel it
#Unspoken expectations
#Ideals we used to play with
#Finally taking shape for us.


[By this time, Andi has reached the ringside fans, and cues them up for the dance party!]

#What's good enough (good enough)
#For you is
#Good enough (good enough)
#For me it's good enough (good enough)
#It's good enough for me
#Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!!!


[And when Pacman whirrs down, Andi punches the air above her and makes her way back around the ring to get to the rest of her Starlights, before heading up the steps and into the ring....]

#goodgoodgoodgoodgood...

#Now you'll say You're startin' to feel the push.... and pull
#Of what could be and never can
#You mirror me... stumblin' through those
#Old fashioned superstitions
#I find too hard to breaaaak
#Maybe you're out of place whaaaat's

[The song builds up again, and Andi, after running the ropes by this point, stops in the middle, to rally EVERYONE up to join her in a big ol' Caramelldanse! And most do!]

#Good enough (good enough)
#For you is
#Good enough (good enough)
#For me It's good enough (good enough)
#It's good enough for me
#Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!!


[Andi runs up the turnbuckles for one last go! Keep dancing everyone!]

Maggie; And her opponent, representing the Burning Star Express….please welcome back…’THE LUCKY STAR’ ANDI TAKATA!!!

#Good enough (good enough)
#For you Is
#Good enough (good enough)
#For me.. It's good, it's good enough
#It's good enough for me
#Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!!!!


Zack: Listen to the roar of--!

Mai: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

As the music plays Alysson Gardner sneaked up behind her opponent and jerked her ankles out from under her, causing her to fall and strike the top turnbuckle jaw first. Kevin Fisk called for the bell as Andi staggered out of the corner, holding her jaw only for Gardner to scoop her up onto her shoulder, charging across the ring to her own corner and drop her face first into the exposed top turnbuckle with a snake eyes.

Mai: I love this strategy! The best part for Andi is none of that will make her any uglier.

Fisk read Gardner the riot act for using the exposed metal bolt like that, but the former Ultraviolence Champion paid him no heed as Takata got her feet underneath her and turned back towards the middle of the ring and into a bell clap that caused her to drop to her knees. Alysson didn’t give the Alien Princess any opportunity to gain her bearings, grabbing hold of a handful of her hair as she knelt on the mat and brought her knees up and into her chest. Fisk gave the Outlaw a warning for using the hair and started the count, getting to four getting the release as Gardner leapt into the air and dropped to her knees, slamming Andi face first into the mat. Immediately Alysson pulled Andi up to her feet and started to slam her head into the still exposed turnbuckle, the crowd booing louder and louder as she drove her face first into metalwork five times before she snapmared her to the mat, moving around her and left her feet for a hesitation dropkick to her face.

Mai: There you go, Alysson. Make her face look like hamburger meat! Alysson’s a human meat tenderizer, Zack.

Zack: If there’s a shortcut to be found, she’ll take it without question. Andi’s doing the smart thing by getting out of that corner.

Takata immediately rolled away before she popped back up to her knees, holding her face as she rose to her feet only for Gardner to grab hold of her wrist and jerk her foe into a short arm clothesline that sent her down to the canvas yet again. The Outlaw stepped backwards into the corner and pushed up the inside to the middle turnbuckle as Andi got back to her feet and leapt off to crash down with a double axe handle smash into the top of Andi skull, causing her to collapse to the mat again. Gardner dropped back to the ropes, bouncing off them as Takata pushed up to her knees and delivered a running boot into the side of the masked wrestlers head, knocking her to the side. The Space Princess pushed upwards once more only for Gardner to help her up to her feet and sent her into the ring ropes, skipping forward to catch her on the return with a high knee into the gut; Takata flipping over her knee to land hard on the mat. Alysson followed it up with a double knee drop into her foe’s stomach and made the cover.

One…

Tw-

Zack: Barely a two for Alysson, and Andi’s getting her digestive system rearranged courtesy of that double knee drop.

Mai: That’s alright. Abusing aliens is fun, just ask that Arpaio guy down in Texas.

Andi kicked out and was pulled up to her feet by Gardner who was trash talking her all the way up to her feet before and continued to do so as she delivered a stinging knife edge chop across Andi’s chest. She followed it with a second and a third, forcing Takata backwards and into the corner where she quickly unloaded with another five chops to her chest. While Fisk counted her down, the Outlaw jerked her opponent away from the turnbuckles and whipped her across the ring to the opposite corner. As she hit back first, Gardner charged in after her, leaving her feet to catch her with a splash. The Outlaw took two steps backwards as she landed on her feet, Andi stumbling out behind her and the high flying woman from outer space was scooped up off her feet and dropped gut first over Gardner’s bent knee as she was slammed down to the mat. Straightening up the former Ultraviolent Champion planted her feet on Andi’s stomach as she stepped over her, took hold of the top rope and leapt onto the middle rope, using it as a springboard before she crashed down upon Takata’s chest. She stayed on top of her as she made another cover.

Zack: Alysson is hammering Andi’s body mercilessly, and she’s going for the cover again!

One…

Two…

...T

Mai: If Andi had anything resembling a chest, she might have slight padding there. But when you have the body of a 11 year old boy, you have to expect these things.

Again, the Galactic Grappler kicked out before the three count. Gardner glared at her as she rolled out onto the apron and rose to her feet, climbing to the top rope and measured up her rising opponent, letting her get to her feet before she launched herself onto a hurricanrana that sent Andi across the ring. Takata began to pull herself upwards only to receive a running dropkick from Alysson that caused to reel backwards, falling into the ropes and rebounded off them straight into a monkey flip that saw her sent head over heels to the canvas once more and landed hard on her back in the middle of the ring. The Hall of Famer started to rise again; her opponent, already vertical, waving her up to her feet before she darted forward and left her feet to deliver a backstabber; the masked woman bouncing off the knees of the Outlaw and landing on her own, holding her lower back in agony. Her opponent was again quick to her feet behind her and took off past the Hall of Famer, hitting the ropes in front of her as the BSX member pushed up to one knee and Gardner left her feet to catch her foe with a perfect shining wizard to the side of the head that put Andi back on the mat. Quickly Gardner made the cover and hooked the leg as she sought victory.

Zack: Gardner looking for a knockout shot, and she got every bit of it!

One…

Two…

...THR-

Mai: I see that look on your face, Zack. Chill out. Kicking morons in the head is a lot of fun. Here, get down on your knees and I’ll show you.

Andi rolled her shoulder this time, ending the count at two and a half. Fisk confirmed the two count to Gardner who took up the mount position on Takata and started to pelt her with closed right hands as she cradled the back of her head with her left. The official began the five count on the red haired woman who moved away at four. As the BSX member started to rise, Gardner sprinted towards the ropes, shooting off to build momentum as she hurtled back towards her opponent, leaving her feet as she looked to spike her foes head into the canvas with a tilt-a-whirl DDT only for Andi to push her off before it could be delivered. Alysson landed on her feet but before she could react Andi caught her underneath the jaw with a palm thrust. Gardner stepped backwards away from Takata who followed up the strike with an enzugiri, driving her boot into the side of The Outlaw’s head that knocked her backwards to the mat. Alysson rose quickly to her feet following the move only to find that Andi had also forced herself to a vertical base; the masked woman quick-stepping forward and with a determined roar left her feet to drive a double footed dropkick into Gardner’s chest and jaw that saw her fall backwards through the ropes and to the outside.

Zack: Andi’s had just about enough of this, and she just sent Alysson third class through the ropes to the floor!

Mai: Nothing I hate more than commentators who show bias.

Takata rolled away to the other side of the ring and sat against the ropes for a couple of moments, holding her back with her hand before she pulled herself back up to her feet while the referee applied the ten count to Alysson. On four Gardner had brought herself back to her feet rubbing her jaw before she seemed to shake it off and pulled herself upwards onto the apron. Her masked opponent waved her into the ring; Gardner telling the referee to make sure that the Princess kept her distance prompting Fisk to look over at Andi who was still calling Gardner forward. Finally Alysson ducked her head and started to step through the ropes which prompted Andi to dart forward and deliver a Yakuza kick to the side of her head before she’d managed to fully enter the ring.

Mai: How is this fair, Zack? She won’t even let Alysson get back in the ring! She must be that terrified of her!

Zack: Oh yeah, you can see the terror on her face as she kicks her into next week.

Gardner wobbled, catching herself on the middle rope to stop herself from falling to the outside once more and Andi pulled her all the way into the ring with a handful of hair, releasing it as soon as Alysson had both feet inside the ring and began to unload on her with forearm shots to the side of her jaw. Fisk ordered Andi to let Alysson away from the ropes and got his wish as he saw the red haired wrestler sent in for the ride and caught in the middle of the ring by a spinning heel kick that once more found her jaw and caused her to collapse back to the canvas. Instantly Gardner sat up and rolled onto her knees, pushing her way up to her feet only for her opponent to catch her with a headscissors takedown that sent her flying across the ring and into the corner.

Zack: You want to talk about some force? Alysson almost got launched right there off the headscissors.

Mai: I think she had a handful of tights actually.

Gardner used the ropes to quickly pull herself back to her feet and as she did so, Takata sprinted in towards her, left her feet and caught her with the Flying Andi Butt-Butt. The BSX member landed on her feet with her back to her opponent and delivered a mule kick straight into her stomach, followed by a second into her gut before she set off running across the ring towards the opposite corner. Alysson slumped down in the corner to a sitting position, cradling her middle as Andi reached the opposite corner and pushed off of the middle turnbuckle, coming back the way she came to deliver a running hip check to her foe’s head slamming it backwards into the middle turnbuckle. Takata delivered a series of seven rapid fire stomps to Alysson’s midriff, driving her down to a prone position in the corner before she hopped up onto the middle rope, throwing her hands in the air to get a loud cheer from the crowd. She grabbed hold of the top rope, bounced up and down on the middle rope three times then launched herself into the air and brought every ounce of her 125 lb frame crashing down butt first on Gardner’s chest. Reaching back she hooked her opponents leg for the pinfall.

Zack: Look at that, Andi returning the favor to Alysson right there! Takata’s got the cover!

One…

Two…

...T-

Mai: Seriously?! Andi’s what? A buck ten? And she thinks that’s going to keep Alysson down?!

Gardner kicked out, shoving Andi off of her as she did so. The woman from the Cosmos came back to her feet holding her back and waited, watching Alysson rise, waiting until she got to her knees before she began to fire off stiff kicks into her body and then to Gardner’s legs as she got her feet underneath her; each blow landing with a thud that echoed throughout the arena. The Outlaw tried to cover up and protect herself from the kicks which only prompted her opponent to leave her feet and cause the red haired woman to stumble backwards as she drove a knee into the point of her jaw. Andi landed on her feet and immediately spun around slamming a roaring forearm strike into the side of Gardner’s head dropping her down to the canvas. Alysson immediately rolled to the side, starting to push upwards, Andi helping her part of the way to her feet only to jerk her downwards onto the top of her skull with a snap DDT. Takata didn’t waste any time in rolling over her opponent and hooked the leg for the cover.

One…

Two…

...THR-

Zack: Andi with a quick DDT there, and Alysson may not be totally sure where she’s at right now.

Mai: If she needs CPR, I have a card that says I’m certified.

Gardner kicked out once more and Fisk confirmed the two count to Andi who nodded her head as she pulled her foe upwards, delivering raised knees into her gut before she slammed her downwards with a sit-out facebuster. The former Ultraviolence Champion pushed up quickly to her knees, holding her face as Takata - who had rolled backwards to her feet - caught her with a spinning roundhouse kick to the side of her foes head. Alysson fell to the side, catching herself with one hand to stop herself from completely collapsing to the mat. Andi hooked her head before she could recover and yanked her upwards, hooking her leg as she took a moment before snapping off a fisherman’s suplex. Takata didn’t bother holding for the pin, choosing to roll backwards and to her feet before jumping into the air and landed with a double foot stomp to Gardner’s ribcage. Alysson writhed in agony on the canvas, holding her ribs while Andi measured her up and delivered a standing five star frog splash that landed across Alysson’s body allowing the Space Princess to make the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.

Zack: A beautiful frog splash! Andi may have the win right now!

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Mai: Or not! Quit playing such favorites out here!

Gardner kicked out of the pinfall at two and three quarters, Fisk confirming the count to the former tag team champion who immediately looked to continue to take the fight to her opponent. Pulling her up to her feet, she delivered stinging forearm shots into her jaw and chest as she pulled her towards the middle of the ring where she whipped her into the ring ropes and set off in the opposite direction. Gardner hit the ropes and came back across the ring as Takata springboarded off the middle rope into a back elbow, which The Outlaw ducked underneath. Alysson spun around as Andi regained her balance and the Space Princess started to come forward straight into a lowered shoulder as she found herself scooped off her feet and driven downwards into the ring mat with a spinebuster.

Mai: I don’t know alien physiology. Is Andi’s spine in her back? Who cares?! She got hammered either way, I’m not picky.

Gardner rolled away onto her knees and began to push upwards only to find that Andi had scurried up to her feet already and was advancing on her quickly, looking to deliver a bionic elbow. The Outlaw though cut her off with a lunge grabbing her around the waist as she picked her up and fell backwards into a flapjack, dropping her opponent onto her chest and face. The woman from the road pushed back up to her feet as Andi did likewise; the Princess getting lifted upwards into an inverted Atomic Drop before she performed a double leg takedown that saw Takata hit the canvas hard, back first and immediately rolled to her side, holding her back with one hand as she tried to catch her breath. Gardner kept hold of Andi’s legs and delivered a stomp to her abdomen, followed by a second, then a third - her boot got lower with every stomp until the fourth stomp was right between her legs.

Zack: A blatant low blow right there, and the referee has every right to call for a disqualification.

Mai: We don’t know where alien sex organs are, Zack. For all we know, Andi’s genitals could be under her arm.

Fisk warned The Outlaw about the low blow, threatening to disqualify her only to get ignored as Andi was dragged around on the canvas. Gardner adjusted her grip and fell backwards, catapulting Andi towards the corner, her head snapping forward towards the steel ring post as her hand cushioned the blow in the nick of time. As Takata staggered backwards, arms wrapped around her midsection and she found herself hurled through the air with a release German suplex. Takata sat up a moment after impact only to keel over to the side, holding her back in pain before she finally rolled to the side and grabbed hold of the ring ropes, pulling herself upwards, getting as far as her knees before she caught a running knee to the jaw. The Space Princess staggered up to her feet and got a kick to the gut before her hair was grabbed and she was sent across the ring with a biel.

Zack: You can see where the power advantage in this match lies. Alysson threw Andi like the morning newspaper.

Mai: Trust me. Power isn’t the only place she has an advantage over Andi. She’s also far more attractive too.

Takata landed hard, arching her back before she began to rise, Alysson stalking her before she took off, breezing past Andi and springboarding off the ropes and into a disaster kick to the jaw that dropped her to one knee. Gardner quickly stepped out onto the apron and climbed to the top rope facing out to the crowd. She looked behind her and as the BSX member pushed back up to her feet, Alysson launched herself backwards into a moonsault that caught her foe perfectly, sending her back to the canvas in a heap. Gardner pulled Andi back up to her feet, hooking her head as she grabbed hold of her tights and delivered an impaler DDT, rolling her over and made the cover.

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Zack: Andi’s not done yet, but I’m not sure how much she has left in the tank at this point.

Mai: I’m glad she’s not done. I’m enjoying watching Alysson beat the blue out of her hair.

Andi’s shoulder popped up from the mat in time to break the three count. Gardner shook her head at the referee in disgust as she pulled Andi upwards and into a backbreaker into a rolling Argentine Rack Slam. As she complete the Red Tide Gardner rolled out underneath the bottom rope and pulled herself up to her feet quickly, grabbing hold of the top rope using it to slingshot herself into a senton that saw her land across Andi’s chest. Alysson leaned back, hooking her foe’s leg to make the cover.

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!!!NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Zack: Another near fall for Gardner! Boy, if pinfalls were points, Alysson would be in the lead by far right now!

Mai: I think they should be then. 8 points for Alysson!

At the last possible moment, Takata’s shoulder popped up from the canvas prompting Fisk to show a two count to Alysson Gardner who shoved him away from her, chewing him out for only counting two and asked him if he didn’t realise that the Outlaw was better than the alien freak. The referee confirmed to her once more that it was a two count only for her to blow him off as she circled around Andi, garvin stomping her, driving her boot into each limb, finishing it with one particularly vicious stomp to her stomach. Takata sat up and was pulled to her feet by a handful of hair as Gardner pushed her backwards into the ropes and fired her across the ring. As Andi bounced off the ropes the Outlaw launched herself forward and attempted a spear only for Takata to leapfrog, timing it perfectly to land on her opponents back. She threw herself forward as Alysson straightened, hooking her arms with her legs and rolling her up into a modified sunset flip pinning combination.

Mai: Go ahead, Alysson! You can---not a sunset flip!

One…

Two…

...THR-

Zack: Oh, that was close!! I thought she had it right there, and so did this crowd!

Mai: I’m envious of Andi….I wish that had been my head.

Gardner brought her legs together, slamming them against Andi’s ears to break up the pinfall. Takata rolled backwards, staggering for a moment or two as she got her feet underneath her before rushing forward, screaming out ‘Shining Star’, stepping up onto her knee to deliver a devastating shining wizard to the back of Gardner’s head. Alysson rolled onto her back, holding her head. Andi rolled to the ropes, pulling herself to her feet before looking back over her shoulder and leapt onto the top rope, springboarding off into THE Shooting Star Press. As she landed across Gardner’s chest, Andi held her back for a moment before she laid across her and hooked her leg for the cover.

Zack: SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Mai: Still not enough. Andi should just go ahead and tap out before Alysson touches her again. She can save us all a lot of shouting, Zack.

As Kevin Fisk’s hand dropped for the third time, Alysson’s arm shot out and grabbed hold of the bottom rope. Andi pushed up to her knees and looked up beseechingly at the heavens as the two count was confirmed to her. She shook her head, slowly rising to a vertical position and backed up a couple of steps towards the middle of the ring where she set herself and waved Gardner to her feet. The Outlaw began to pull herself upwards with the aid of the ring ropes and began to stagger to the middle of the ring only for Takata to skip forward, catching her flush on the point of the jaw with a suupakicku!!!! Gardner fell back against the ropes then stumbled towards the Hall of Famer who jerked her head downwards as she rolled her up tightly into a small package.

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mai: STOP WITH THE SURPRISE PINS, DAMN IT!!

Zack: She almost had her again! Andi’s not just quick on her feet, she’s even quicker mentally and almost had the win in the bag!

Gardner kicked out at the last possible second, rolling backwards and took her time to get back to her feet, Andi waiting for her to rise before she darted forward and left her feet to connect with a superman punch. The former Ultraviolence Champion brought her hands up at the last second, blocking the blow yet still found herself forced back a step. Andi immediately tried to follow it up with a space crusher only for Gardner to shove her away at the final moment. Andi landed on her feet and was sent to the mat with a bicycle kick to her jaw. Takata scurried, pushing up quickly only to find her wrist grasped as she was jerked forward onto her opponent’s shoulders, only staying there for a moment before she was flipped forward into a gutbuster, that saw the Space Princess land across the single bent of the Outlaw.

Mai: Leona Vega should take notes on that gutbuster right there! Andi’s not gonna be eating solid foods for a couple weeks at this rate!

Alysson half fell, half staggered backwards as she straightened up, catching herself on the ropes. She pointed upwards before she stepped out onto the apron and climbed to the top turnbuckle. Andi was laid still on her back on the ring mat as Gardner threw up cross arm rock horns before she launched herself into the air and the G-Effect shooting star senton, landing squarely across Andi Takata’s body. Quickly she hooked her leg to make the cover.

Mai: G-EFFECT!! Say goodnight, twerp!

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!!!!

Zack: There’s not many who gets up from that, and Andi wasn’t going to be on the list tonight!

Kevin Fisk completed the three count and called for the bell, Alysson slowly pushing herself upwards to her feet with the officials help as the official announcement was made.

Maggie: Here is your winner, by way of pinfall…”THE OUTLAW” ALYSSON GARDNER!!!

Mai: And all is right with the world. Hey welcome back, Andi! AHAHAHAHA!!

Zack: Alysson got a tougher fight than she likely thought out of a returning Andi, but picked up the win. A stellar effort from the Space Princess, who will be back in action on Future Shock Tuesday when she teams with the Future Shock Champion Harley Shannon to face Ascension!

Mai: I hope Isis eats her.

Kevin Fisk raised her hand in the air to the boos of the crowd. The red haired woman began to celebrate as Andi rolled to the apron, holding her body. As Alysson Gardner climbed to the middle rope and threw her hands in the air in celebration, the show faded out.

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