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The FFW logo flashes across the screen as “Born Depressed” by Drill Queen plays.  We are taken to a video package of the rise of Kaoru Asaka through the Femme for All tournament to winning it. Her recent segments and discussion with Jo are also highlighted as well.

Born different
Born innocent
Born perfect
I'm not like you
I'm a born lover
Born livid


Next, the formation of the Franchise from Global Wars is shown as well as the interactions they have had with the Scarborough Fair and Leona Vega. Seth Star’s announcement is shown about the pending 6 woman tag match.

And I know, I'm
I'm not like you
I was
Born clever
Born knowledgeable
Born better than your best
I swear
I'm a born killer
Born thriller


We then cut inside the arena to a raucous crowd as the camera pans the fans in attendance. The stage is shown as well, designed with a solar eclipse in the background. A quick cut down to the broadcast booth, and there we find Zack and Mai.

Zack: On one of the most tension-packed nights that I can recall, we welcome you to the SAP Center here in beautiful San Jose, California! 5 championships will be decided, and a lot of grudges settled hopefully as well. I’m Zack Hudson, joined as usual by Mai Hotaru. It’s all capped off by the FFW Championship match when the 2017 winner of the Femme for All tournament looks to pick up the biggest win of her career when she challenges the FFW Champion, Jo McFarlane!

Mai: If someone wants to come to ringside and do guest commentary for that, I’m offering my seat. I don’t like either one of them, and hope they both leave each other in a bloody heap before it’s said and done. MY main event is the 6 woman tag when the Franchise meets Leona and the Scooby Gang. Finally, Savannah will have the shot she deserves when they win, and the short bus kids get sent to the back of the line.

Zack: We are in a lockdown situation right here at the SAP Center. We’ve been promised a visit by SVW. And security is tight all around this facility! As a matter of fact, we have some footage recorded about a half hour ago outside in the parking garage. Let’s take a look.

The show cuts to the footage as we see a white limousine pull up to park. The driver lets Alexander Stryfe out of the car as he heads towards the door with his VIP pass in hand. There to greet him are two security guards stationed at the door. As he reaches to open the door when they don’t, one of them grabs his hand.

Security: You’re not permitted to be here tonight. We’re gonna need you to get back in your car and leave, sir.

Alexander: I do have a pass here, given to me by the COO of FFW. I’m sure that there has been allowances made.

The other guard takes a look at Stryfe’s pass, and then rips it into four pieces before throwing it on the ground. Stryfe glances down to it, and back to the two men.

Alexander: I see. Well that is most unfortunate.

The SVW owner turns around, and heads back for his car as he pulls his cell phone out. As he gets in, the only words heard before the door closes are:

Alexander: Proceed with Plan B.

The limo doesn’t leave though as we go back to Zack and Mai in the booth.

Mai: Exactly what should have happened! Samantha outrules Seth after all. She didn’t invite him or SVW to be here.

Zack: I’m definitely curious to find out what Plan B is! Something tells me we’re gonna get a lot more than what we bargained for before we’re done. Stryfe’s been locked out, and we’ll be following this story throughout the night!

Mai: Quit talking about things that won’t happen. We have a huge card tonight, so let’s send it up to the delectable Maggie Rourke.





A loud purrrrrrrrrring engine can be heard from somewhere in the arena. The chorus of "Wreak Havoc" by Skylar Grey begins the play. Suddenly, a motorcycle burst from backstage. It stops at the top of the ramp, the person driving the motorcycle briefly takes off her helmet, revealing herself to be Abigail Lindsay.

Maggie: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 155 pounds... "SERENITY"... ABIGAIL LINDSAY!

She places the helmet back on and drives down to the ringside area. She circles the ring twice. The bike comes to a halt. Serenity slides off, takes off her helmet. She hops on the apron apron, proving how flexible she is she lifts one leg off, then drops down in a full split. she slides under the bottom rope. She slumps down into the corner waiting for the match to start.

Zack: The opening contest of this pay-per-view has two very different women facing off, the first of them being the unleashed beast that is Abigail Lindsay. For someone with a nickname like Serenity, she's anything BUT serene.

Mai: She's a wild one, that's for sure. I wonder if such a beauty would be as wild between four walls than she is--

Zack: And we're off to a GREAT start.

As the opening bars to Misfit by Amy Studt hit the speakers Caitlyn Storm appears from behind the curtain. The lights go out and a simple white pyrotechnic flashes making it look like lightning.

Maggie: And her opponent... Hailing from New York City, New York and weighing in at 126 pounds... She is CAITLYN STORM!

As the lights come back on Caitlyn makes her way down the ramp, smiling and tagging the fans hands as she passes and even stopping for a few fans to take selfies on their mobiles. She runs the rest of the way to the ring and jumps up onto the apron, then grabs onto the top rope with both hands and leap frogs over it to land in the ring. She raises her hands up waving to the fans.

Zack: Although Serenity has a couple of inches and a good 30 pounds of advantage over Caitlyn Storm, i'm sure the blonde half of the Next Generation won't let it intimidate her. What can we expect from this encounter, Mai?

Mai: One of them has got some violent kicks, the other has a violent personality. We can expect a lot of hard hits. And maybe some upskirt.

The two competitors immediately go after one another as soon as the bells ring and engage in a collar-and-elbow lock-up, measuring forces. They struggle for a small while before Abigail exerts her size superiority over Caitlyn shoving her towards the far corner. Caitlyn doesn't quite lose her balance, so she doesn't collapse there, instead smirking the sneering Serenity, with the referee telling them to engage. Storm is happy to do so, as she invites Serenity for another lock up, and the taller blonde seems happy to oblige... But instead she goes for Caitlyn's eyes, raking them shamelessly. Ignoring the referee entirely as Cailtyn covers her eyes, temporarily blinded, Serenity throws a kick to Caitlyn's stomach, folding her opponent, and following that with a headlock. It takes a while before the referee understands Abigail is basically choking Caitlyn with the headlock as she shakes her opponent around like a ragdoll for a small while, Storm making quite the effort to break free as the struggle on her face is... pretty real.

Zack: Abigail is choking the life out of Caitlyn with that side headlock, and I'm pretty sure that's illegal.

Mai: It's foreplay. All's legal in foreplay as long as nobody gets turned off.

The ref starts reading Serenity the law of the land, but that goes entirely ignored. Storm starts pushing back though, as she leads Abigail to the ropes, pressing her into the cables before she sends Abigail running, eventually forcing Lindsay to break the hold. Abigail dashes across the ring with the built up momentum, hits the far ropes and, as she comes back running, Caitlyn rolls under Abigail so to avoid a kick, forcing Abigail to jump over her and hit the ropes from where she came from again. Caitlyn pops back up to her feet and, before Abigail can react, she throws a bicycle kick to her stomach, and the taller blonde collapses, gasping for air. Caitlyn immediately jumps on top of her for an early cover, but is shooed away before the count of 1. Without missing the beat, Storm grabs Abigail by the head and sets her up in a facelock... But Abby grabs Storm's head and throws herself back to the floor with a kneeling jawbreaker. Caitlyn is sprung backwards and falls seated on the mat, clutching her chin.

Zack: Quick thinking by Abigail there, countering Caitlyn's headlock into a stunner, but not quite enough to put Caitlyn down and out.

Mai: You said it yourself, Zack, these two are TOUGH. One's an unhinged beast, the other is a never-say-die pluckster. Is that a word?

Zack: Why are you asking ME?! YOU used the word!

Caitlyn backtracks to the ropes to get up, as Abigail powers back to her feet and then dashes to the corner where Storm is, trying to strike her with a turnbuckle clothesline... NOPE! Caitlyn bends down and dashes past Abigail, who hits her chest into the corner. Abigail turns on the corner holding her chest after the missed landing, and Caitlyn starts her MMA kicking sequence as she kicks Abigail's calves, basically sweeping her legs from under her and forcing her to seat on the corner. From there, Caitlyn grabs Abigail's right leg, flips her over and puts one foot on the joint of her knees, pulling her leg up and then STOMPING on it with a knee breaker. With a howl of pain, Abigail clutches at her knee and IMMEDIATELY rolls out of the ring, growling and sneering at the pluckier opponent, who just shakes her head at her. The referee has no option other than starting to count Abby out at this point.

Zack: The match now spills to the outside of the ring and I don't think this is where Caitlyn Storm wants to be. Not with an opponent such ass Abigail.

Mai: This is where neither wants to be! It's where things get rough and-- Well putting it like that makes ME want to be there, but regardless, none can win a match outside of the ring.

At a count of 4, Abigail swings her leg around, making sure her knee is good to go again, but she still won't get back inside the ring, which leads a slightly impatient Caitlyn to give chase, as she rolls out of the ring to the apron, and tries to surprise Lindsay with a baseball slide kick to the head... But NOPE! Abby dodges, and now Caitlyn is lying on her side on the corner of the ring. Abigail immediately reaches forth, grabbing Caitlyn by the waist, pulling her off the apron and smashing her into the ringside pads with a sidewalk slam! The referee is now at a count of 7 as Abigail gets up and rolls into the ring, only to roll right out, resetting the count, while Caitlyn gets up, clutching her back after the slam... giving Abigail plenty of time to jump on her back and pretty much connect with a piggyback dragon sleeper hold!

Zack: BITE OF THE DRAGON! A bit of an unusual way for Abigail to set it up, but again, she has a good 30 pounds on Caitlyn, and she's been trying to choke the life out of her for a good chunk of this match already!

Mai: So it's less of a foreplay thing and more of a fetish. Got it! Again, s'all good until someone gets turned off.

Zack: I'm pretty sure that position is a turn-off for MOST wrestlers!

Mai: ... if only you knew, Zachary.

Zack: ... what?

This time wiser, Caitlyn doesn't struggle as much, instead just rotating her own body around and then backtracking as fast as she can, smashing Abigail's back into the ring apron. The taller blonde yelps and lets go of the sleeper hold, supporting herself on the ring apron before she collapses... which gives Caitlyn more than enough time to mess with her, as she connects with a picture perfect enzuigiri that takes Abby's legs out from under her as she stumbles on her own legs and collapses onto the barricade. The referee is already at a nice count of 4 when Caitlyn grabs Abigail by a handful of hair and throws her back into the ring, following her soon thereafter. As Abigail struggles to get up, Caitlyn immediately aims for her head a she delivers a powerful knee shot to the side of Abby's skull to put her down, and then, with her elaborate leg work, puts Abigail in a triangle choke! The referee immediately jumps in to see if Abigail concedes the match, but the taller blonde makes an immense struggle to shake free, eventually bringing herself to her knees... and then pusing her body forward, pressing Caitlyn's back against the mat! And this does not go unnoticed!

Zack: Abigail struggling to shake free of that triangle choke, she may-- BACK ON THE MAT!

ONE!

TWO!

Caitlyn shifts her body and breaks the pin while still keeping the triangle lock tight! Abigail then leans forward again, pressing Caitlyn's back into the mat one more time!

ONE!

TWO!

Mai: Smart strat by Abigail, but this way she's only gonna get harmed further. Maybe she should use her size advantage to--

Caitlyn shifts her body again, this time to the other side. And this effort allows Abigail to plant her feet down, as she grabs Caitlyn by the waist and starts lifting her! Caitlyn quickly realizes she's in a miserable position, but there's absolutely nothing she can do before Serenity smashes her into the top turnbuckle with a powerbomb... that's not as powerful as she'd wish it was thanks to the triangle lock having sapped most of her balance. Still, she stands up, and watches as Caitlyn brings herself back to her feet... to eat a superkick, Abigail pistons her foot upwards and catches Caitlyn's chin! NOW Storm collapses, and Abigail grabs two handfuls of her hair to bring her up and drag her away from the ropes, so she can have enough space to hop onto the second rope and then reach for Caitlyn's head, smashing her into the mat with a springboard DDT. After that, Abby crawls on top of Caitlyn and makes a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-- NOOOOO!!! Caitlyn powers out!

Zack: Ask and you shall receive, though! Caitlyn was almost put out for this match thanks to Abigail using her power advantage over Storm, and goodness gracious, did that pay off!

Mai: See?! This is why people should be listening more to me! I'm a darn good manager who KNOWS what she's talking about!

Zack: I don't think that was up for argument right now, Mai.

Mai: 'm just saying.

"Oh, you shouldn't have done that!" Abigail mutters as she puts Caitlyn on her feet and basically slaps her face. And then she slaps again. And again. And again, before she dashes to the ropes and hops onto the second rope, springing backwards into Storm and twisting her body around for a springboard volley kick... NOPE! Storm back steps at the last possible moment, and Abigail crashes to the mat after missing the volley kick wildly! Abigail immediately pushes back to her feet and then Caitlyn SWINGS her leg as hard as she can, catching Serenity with a roundhouse kick to the skull that is heard all over the arena, and she collapses to a chorus of "ooooh's" from the crowd! Caitlyn then walks around Abigail, watching as she gets up... And facing the taller blonde, Storm starts shaking her head, mockingly, in her own way of warning her not to do so... Until Abigail's head perks up and she basically SPITS on Caitlyn's face!

Mai: ... oh.

Zack: Now she's kind of made it personal.

Mai: But then again, that's Abigail Lindsay for you: she wants to make her opponent's mad and capitalize on their rampage!

Caitlyn is shocked and frozen in place, which gives Abigail plenty of time to get up, and the taller blonde throws a punch... Answered by a kick by Caitlyn. Punch by Abigail. Kick by Caitlyn. Punch. Kick. Punch! Kick! PUNCH! KICK! And ANOTHER kick! And another one and another one and another one before Caitlyn dashes to the ropes behind her, hovering to the apron and waiting for the right moment... Right before she leaps onto the top rope and springs herself towards Abigail, whirling her body for a butterfly kick-- NOPE! Abigail is the one who steps back this time, and Caitlyn crashes onto the mat pretty much on her knees! And before she can even try to get up, Abigail dashes towards her and smashes her head in with a shining wizard! Caitlyn collapses, and Abigail smirks and licks her lips at the crowd's reaction to that, only for her to methodically make her way to the ring apron and climb up to the top rope, waving at Caitlyn to get back to her feet.

Zack: She's feeling it, and soon Caitlyn may be feeling it too: Serenity...

As Caitlyn is on her feet, Abigail cracks her knuckles, then her neck, and LEAPS, executing a full backflip in the air... and managing to realize that Caitlyn has dashed out of the way! She aborts the Serenity Now DDT and lands on her feet, but she only has so much time to realize that Caitlyn has rolled to the ring apron and hopped onto the third rope before she's struck with the springboard butterfly kick that missed the first time! Abigail collapses, and Caitlyn makes a cover!

Mai: Serenity NOPE!

Zack: STORM RISING! If at first you don't succeed...!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

Caitlyn then cleans her face on Abigail's ring attire before she gets up, her legs a bit wobbly still, as the referee raises her hand!

Maggie: And the winner of this match... CAITLYN! STORM!!!

Zack: What a way to start off the event! Caitlyn fought through Abigail's annoyance tactics and some pain to pull off a victory! A second attempt at the Storm Rising does the trick!

Mai: Abigail came to annoy and show how much powerful she was, but in the end, it was Caitlyn's ol' attitude that dragged her through this match. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll see if Abigail needs a massage or something.









A video package shows the previous match between Alysson Gardner and Ruby Tyler, before the camera heads down to show Maggie standing ready in the ring, microphone in hand.

Maggie: The following contest is a No Disqualifications match.

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

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


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

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


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

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

Zack: These two women met back in January on Breaking Point and Ruby managed to take the win over Alysson. It’s a sure fire bet that she will be looking to do the same thing again tonight. Especially since she has the chance to get herself in the picture for the Ultraviolence Championship if she does.

Mai: She just got lucky, it won’t happen again a second time!

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: And her opponent, 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 loves these kinds of matches as much as Ruby does, and I’m guessing she will want to deliver a pretty big receipt to the ‘Huntress’ for the win she already has over Alysson.

Mai: These match types are bread and butter to Alysson, she is going to have fun and avenge that disgusting lucky win Ruby has over her.

As Ruby and Alysson glare at each other across the ring, Maggie looks between them before exiting through the ropes as quickly as she can. Referee Angela Keanan calls for the bell, and then quickly dodges out of the way as Ruby and Alysson both shoot out of their respective corners to meet each other in the centre of the ring.

Zack: Whoa. Anybody would think a starter pistol just went off with how quickly they bolted from their corners. This is a sign of how much these two women want to get their hands on each other.

Mai: There’s no point hanging about really is there? The quicker they get going the quicker Alysson can make mincemeat out of Ruby.

The two women start to lay brutal shots into the sides of each others heads, descending very quickly into an out and out brawl. After a few moments the redhead manages to get the upper hand and clocks Ruby with a stiff right that makes her head reel. Before she can recover from that Alysson grabs Ruby by the back of the head and runs her face first into the top turnbuckle. Not stopping with just once, the ‘Outlaw’ repeatedly smashes Ruby’s face against the turnbuckle before pulling her out and firing her back first into the opposite corner. Alysson follows her in, but Ruby manages to get her into a front facelock. Before she can do anything with it though, Alysson starts to fire shots into her mid section repeatedly. After ten of the stiff jabs, Ruby keeps her hold on Alysson and starts to fire her own series of stiff rights into the side of Alysson’s head, forcing her to stop her jabs. As soon as she does, Ruby pushes out of the corner and spins around still holding Alysson’s head uses a DDT to plant her on the canvas.

Mai: No! You stop that right now Ruby, Alysson had the upper hand there and you should have let her keep it.

Zack: I’m sure she’s going to listen to you, Mai. Both of these women are evenly matched so far, it’s blow for blow but Ruby has managed to spot an opening and take full advantage of it.

Ruby gets back up to her feet and Alysson follows only a moment after. Ruby attempts to get her in another front facelock but Alysson shoves her off and straight back into the ropes. Alysson follows her and immediately fires her across to the opposite ropes. Ruby rebounds and Alysson meets her as she does with a spear that almost puts her straight through the canvas. Mounting her chest, Alysson grabs her head by both sides and starts to bounce it off the mat, completely ignoring the mounting boos from the San Jose crowd.

Zack: Alysson is getting in some basketball practice with Ruby’s head as the ball, and this crowd are showing her no love whatsoever.

Mai: What do they know? They wouldn’t know a talented athlete if they smacked them upside the head! Actually, I wonder if Alysson could be convinced to that after she’s through with Ruby.

Alysson gets back to her feet and delivers a stomp straight into Ruby’s mid section that forces her to double up, before she starts to lay a series of kicks into the brunette’s side. Ruby rolls away out of reach and Alysson simply shrugs her shoulder and rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope. She rummages for a while before sliding a folded up steel chair into the ring and following it in herself. As she gets back to her feet and lifts the chair she looks to where she left Ruby, but the Huntress isn’t there. As the redhead is just about to turn around, Ruby baseball slides into her ankles planting her face first on the chair she is holding. Ruby rolls the ‘Outlaw’ onto her back and throws her arm over for the cover as Keanan gets into position for the count.

Mai: That chair was meant for Ruby not Alysson! This is not fair!

ONE!!!

Alysson gets her shoulder up just as Keanan counts the one, and Ruby rolls straight back up to her feet, delivering a double foot stomp to Alysson’s face after she has.

Zack: All’s fair in wrestling No DQ, Mai! There’s no doubt that’s not how Alysson intended the chair to be used, but Ruby made the most of the opportunity she saw.

The Outlaw rolls onto her front and pushes up to her knees, and as soon as she does, Ruby goes to land an elbow drop into the back of Alysson’s head, but Alysson drops down to her front and rolls out of the way, leaving Ruby to land her elbow on the discarded chair instead. Ruby lets out a yell, and it’s quickly followed with a second one as Alysson brings the chair down straight across her back. A second shot follows and a third and a fourth and the fifth plants Ruby face first on the canvas. Not content with that, Alysson grabs her by the hair and pulls her up before dragging her across the ring to rest her, sitting up, against the turnbuckles. Raising the chair, Alysson swings straight at Ruby’s head but the ‘Huntress’ drops down and straight under the bottom rope, leaving Alysson to strike the turnbuckle. She loses her grip on the chair as it rebounds, and it bounces across the mat.

Zack: Ruby saved herself in just the nick of time there, Alysson was looking to rearrange her facial features for her!

Mai: She wanted to take her head off and it would have been an improvement.

The redhead rolls out of the ring to follow Ruby, and as soon as her feet touch the floor, they’re taking from under her by a leg sweep from Tyler. Alysson’s head hits against the arena floor with a sickening crunch that brings an audible gasp from the live San Jose crowd. That doesn’t stop Ruby however, as she pulls Alysson to her feet and runs her face first into the ring post. Two more times follow before Ruby grabs her by the back of the head and runs across to use a bulldog to plant her face first onto the steel steps. Alysson bounces off and lands on her back on the arena floor, and Ruby delivers another double foot stomp to her face after she has.

Mai: Not the face! Leave her beautiful face alone you monster!

Zack: You had no problem when Alysson was going to introduce Ruby’s face to the business end of the chair not long ago.

Mai: That’s completely different!

Ruby pulls Alysson up to her feet again, but before she can do anything Alysson catches her square in the nose with a headbutt, that brings tears to the brunettes eyes from the impact. Before she can gather herself, Alysson fires her across into the barricade, and follows her to immediately pull her off it and run her face first into the apron. She bounces the brunette’s head off the apron again before firing back into the barricade again. Ruby hits back first and falls to a seated position on the floor leaning against it. Alysson backs up a couple of steps and takes a run up, delivering a kick straight into Ruby’s chest that bends her double. Alysson grabs her head and holds her up as she delivers stiff kicks, one after the other into the same spot until Ruby is gasping for breath.

Mai: Now this. This is more like it! Get her Alysson!

Zack: Alysson is brutalizing Ruby with those kicks and it’s going to be hard for her to do anything about it when Alysson has just kicked the air out of her lungs.

As Ruby collapses to the floor trying to suck in lungfuls of air, Alysson holds out her arms to the crowd, telling them this is entertainment, which she only receives a mass of animosity for from the San Jose crowd. She shrugs her shoulders at them and then delivers another pair of kicks into Ruby’s chest before dragging her back to the ring and rolling her under the bottom rope. She goes over for the cover, prompting Keanan to drop into position beside them for the count.

Zack: This could be all over, Alysson has the cover and Ruby has been seriously winded by her.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

NOPE!!!

Ruby gets her shoulder up just after the two, and Alysson rolls back to her feet and straight back out of the ring, fishing under the apron again.

Mai: Oh yes! I love it when Alysson goes looking for more toys. This is going to hurt Ruby I can feel it!

This time she emerges with her guitar and starts to take one of the strings off. She rolls back into the ring with it as Ruby has just gotten back to her knees. She puts one of each sides of the wire around her hands and then puts it around Ruby’s throat to choke her out. Ruby reacts quickly firing her head backwards until a crunch is heard as her head makes contact with Alysson’s nose. Alysson automatically releases the wire and puts her hands up to hold her nose.

Mai: Did you hear that? I think she just broke Alysson’s nose, she should be disqualified for that, that’s disgusting!

Zack: You do understand what No Disqualification means, right?

Ruby drags Alysson the ropes and rolls her under the bottom rope to the apron. As soon as she is there the ‘Huntress’ retrieves the discarded chair and sets it up facing the ropes. She pulls Alysson through the middle rope to leave her feet hanging, looking like she is about to go for a rope hung DDT, but instead she pulls the chair under Alysson’s upper body so that she is suspended between the chair and the ropes. She adjusts the chairs position slightly to make sure Alysson stays in place and then scales to the top turnbuckle. She doesn’t waste any time before launching herself off to land a diving forearm smash across Alysson’s back which sends her crashing to the canvas in a crumpled heap.

Zack: What the --. Ruby just nearly snapped Alysson in two with that move and I’m not sure she’s moving after that. Good news though, I don’t see any blood so it doesn’t look like her nose is broken after all!

Mai: How is that good news when her beautiful body is in a heap, Zack? How?

Zack: Just trying to look for a positive.

The Huntress pulls Alysson away from the ropes and the chair and rolls her onto her back to go for the cover. Keanan gets into position for the count as Ruby hooks one of Alysson’s legs.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Alysson gets her shoulder up before the three can come down and Ruby pushes back to her knees looking from Alysson to the referee, who confirms it was only two.

Mai: It takes more than that to keep the Outlaw down!

Zack: If Ruby hadn’t needed to pull Alysson out of the wreckage of that chair first, I think she might just have gotten the three count there, but as it is it’s only two and this match isn’t over yet.

Ruby gets back to her feet and almost as soon as she does, Alysson retrieves another guitar string from her pocket and then grabs Ruby around the ankles. With a sharp tug she pulls her down to the canvas face first and then mounts her back and wraps the string around her neck again. She pulls back on it choking Ruby out, as Ruby tries to get her fingers between her neck and the string. Alysson pulls back tighter and Keanan asks Ruby if she wants to submit, to which she receives a definite no from the ‘Huntress’. And which Ruby receives a massive cheer from the crowd for.

Zack: Ruby is determined not to give up, but she may have no other choice, Alysson is set to choke her out if she doesn’t.

Mai: Either works for me, Zack. She may as well just tap and save herself the nap.

As Alysson pulls tighter on the string, Ruby’s movements start to slow. Keanan asks again if she wants to submit, but this time she receives no answer. Keanan raises her hand and lets it drop and it hits the canvas. She does it a second time and again it hits the canvas. She does it for the third and final time… it stops just before it hits the canvas which gets another massive cheer from the San Jose crowd. But not from Alysson, who storms to her feet and takes off for her corner. Ruby pulls the string from around her neck and rolls onto her back, quickly taking in as much air as she can.

Mai: She was supposed to be out! Why wasn’t she out!

Zack: It looked like Ruby was out for the count but she managed to save herself from a submission at the very last moment and this match continues. Although judging by the look on Alysson’s face that might not be for long.

Alysson retrieves her crowbar, and raises it, smacking it against her hand as she looks at Ruby, still on the canvas trying to get her breath. Alysson keeps an eagle eye on Ruby as she starts to stir. As the brunette pulls herself to sit up, Alysson takes off towards her and clocks her upside her head with the crowbar. Ruby’s head reels from the impact, and Alysson cracks her again in the shoulder, then the ribs. She keeps hitting the ‘Huntress’ anywhere she can reach until Ruby drops down to the canvas. Alysson sets the crowbar down and throws her arm over for the cover, hooking both of Ruby’s legs for good measure.

Zack: Alysson’s brought her crowbar into play and I think that is going to be all she wrote!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Keanan gets to her feet and calls for bell, as Alysson gets back up holding her back from the earlier chair collapsing impact.

Maggie: Your winner, via pinfall……………………...ALYSSON GARDNER!

Mai: Yes! Yes! Yes! I knew she’d get the better of her.

Zack: Technically she’s just evened the score, they’re one a piece now.

Mai: Do you have to ruin everything, Zack?

The referee raises Alysson’s hand to a massive amount of boos from the San Jose crowd. As Alysson tentatively leaves the ring, Keanan goes to check on Ruby who has pulled herself up to sit against the ropes. The camera watches Alysson head up the ramp before cutting elsewhere.





Jedi Lilly

As the show cuts to the back, we find Lilly Arthur and her husband in front of the monitor. Colin looks rather excited, which usually means one thing.

Colin: Tonight here at Fury amidst everything else going on, I am going to have the world premiere of a brand new Lilly Arthur trailer! I wanted to make tonight an even more special occasion.

For just the briefest of moment Lilly’s smile faltered before it returned, fixing itself firmly on her lips.

Lilly: A brand new Lilly Arthur trailer? You didn’t have to do that you know? I mean, this Fury… the first PPV of the year. With a huge FFW Championship match… and the Evolution, Fast Track, No Surrender and Tornado Tag Team titles on the line. I think that makes it a pretty special occasion already.

There was a very brief pause.

Lilly: You… didn’t use any copyrighted material right? I mean… it’s okay to be inspired by or make an homage to… so long as none of it is copyrighted… you know how certain people in FFW hate that…

Colin didn’t answer that straightaway, instead just starting the video as all we saw was a starlit background before yellow text began to slowly scroll up the screen. A very familiar tune by John Williams started to play while the text scrolled.

EPISODE SIX - RETURN OF THE LILLY

In a galaxy pretty close by….

A new Empire had manifested itself across FFW, backed by the siblings Star. One seemed to be out for good. The other seemed to be out for her own ends. A battle raged between their warring factions, a battle unlike any other.

But from the darkness...from Sheffield actually arose a hero. Though small in stature, this hero was mighty. She was fearless. She was indomitable. She was the hero that the galaxy needed. The hero they wanted. And the hero a few of them might have a crush on.

She has come to stand up for the people she represents. She is both your friend and mine. She is the single greatest Sheffielder in FFW. Also the only. Her time has come. Luke, she isn’t your father.

She’s better.


As soon as the scrolling text ends, there we see someone in a cloak with a lightsaber in their hands. It somewhat resembles Mace Windu actually. A battle scene shows Mace fighting drones, but each time the camera shows the face, there’s Lilly instead. As the clones are wiped out, the music stands again before we see Lilly’s face Photoshopped over Mace Windu’s as he swings his lightsaber to the cut the scene on the words.

LILLY ARTHUR - A HERO FOR US ALL

Finally the clip ends, Colin looks absolutely thrilled by it as he turns from the video to his wife with excitement on his face.

Colin: What do you think?

Lilly smiled for a moment as she gathered her thoughts having watched the video. When she started talking she was being completely, totally sincere.

Lilly: You know, I can’t quite put my figure on it but it seems ever so slightly familiar…. I LOVE it. It seems very operatic. Very grandiose. And they are some pretty damn amazing fight scenes that you’ve got me in there. The whole robe thing is optional though right? I can just wear my standard ring gear right? Otherwise it might be all big and bulky - not at all good for speed of movement. Unless it’s specially tailored. Anyway. Like I said. I LOVE it. You’ve surpassed yourself. Done an amazing job putting it all together.

Colin: I’m going to find one of the Stars, and see if they want to buy it and use it as part of your entrance. You know on the video screen when you’re coming out? I’d cut them a good deal for it.

As he was starting to pull out his phone and his wife was about to stop him, a familiar face watched from several feet back. With her arms crossed over her chest, there stood a woman from SVW Lilly knew well: Rhea Laskaris. Lilly gave the Grecian wrestler a look from head to toe, taking a quarter step towards her if only to put herself between Colin and the powerhouse, while still stopping him from pulling out his phone.

Lilly: Maybe this should be the sort of thing that we talk to them about face to face. Make a real, proper sales pitch to them rather than try to do it over the phone. That way you can show it to them, paint them a word picture as how you see it fitting in to the entrance as a whole - you know what I mean? Give them a whole package sort of thing. Maybe the next time we see Seth…

She paused for a moment.

Lilly: Or maybe, they’ll see this and they’ll come to you.

When she looked back to where Rhea was, she was gone from sight. Colin nodded in agreement with his wife, oblivious to what had transpired behind him.

Colin: That’s an idea. Might take their minds off this SVW stuff for the night.

As Lilly glanced back to where Rhea was a moment ago, we head elsewhere.

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The show heads back into the arena as Maggie Rourke stands in the center of the ring, microphone in hand.

Maggie: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FFW Fast Track Championship!

Zack: It’s the first of our title matches scheduled tonight that could see Chaotic Temptation come in with one title but leave with three. I’m joined by who could be the next Evolution Champion after tonight, Missy.

Missy: Thanks for having me again, Zack. It’s a big night tonight for everyone involved, and I know that Scarlett is as keen to leave with the Fast Track Championship as I am to leave with the Evolution Championship.

“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. He then heads to the back.

Zack: Scarlett and Kelly’s last match was at Global Wars, and included a third participant, Cereza. But tonight, it’s one on one and Scarlett is the one who has something to prove, I think.

Missy: Scarlett definitely has something to prove tonight, she’s two - nothing against Kelly, and let me tell you she is not happy about that at all.

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

Maggie: From Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York, 5’5” tall, weighs 115 lbs and is accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid. She is the reigning and defending FFW Fast Track Champion...Please welcome...KELLY KINCAID!!!

Zack: For two women who don’t like each other as much as these two, they have a lot in common. They were born on the same day, Halloween. They both have the same manager as well. But that’s where the similarities end, folks.

Missy: I don’t know about that, they both have no lack of self confidence either! But I don’t think there is any worry about these two ever being friends.

Referee Melinda Davis checks both women quickly before taking the title from Kelly. She shows it to the challenger, and holds it overhead before Maggie takes it with her as she leaves the ring. Both women move to the center with...Scarlett offering Kelly a handshake. The gives her a very long look before she starts to take it, and Scarlett gives one….right before she jerks forward into a left hand to the head. Two more follow that, and then pulls her down into a side headlock. Several more fists to the head find the mark before Kelly tries to shove her off. The challenger doesn’t seem interested in that, instead transitioning into a running bulldog to the canvas. Scarlett rolls Kelly onto her back for a cover, but the champion shoves her off before the referee even gets a one count. Both women get back to their feet with Kelly advancing on the brunette, only to get slapped across the face. The blonde’s face reddens briefly before Kelly lunges towards her, causing Scarlett to put her head between the ropes to get the referee to hold Kelly back.

Missy: That… was rather ambitious of Scarlett to think she could attempt a cover earlier, but I guess you can’t blame the girl for trying. It hasn’t really gotten her anywhere though.

Zack: The challenger isn’t being paid by the hour, but I agree with you. Way too soon to think she’s going to catch Kelly in this match. Slapping her in the face isn’t going to help a lot either.

Kelly, however, wasn’t interested in that as she gently picked up the referee and stood her behind her on the mat. Scarlett tapped her forehead as she looked back out to the crowd, unaware of what happened as a hand tapped her on the shoulder. When she ducked back in, Kelly began to unload with right hands to her head. Shot after shot landed before she fired Scarlett across for the ride. She landed back first in the far corner as Kelly followed in behind her with a splash. Silver stumbled out of the corner until Kelly scooped her up from behind, and gave her an atomic drop that caused the challenger to walk crooked for a moment. The challenger made it to the ropes, bent over a bit before Kelly delivered a spinning heel kick that sent Scarlett through the ropes to the floor.

Zack: I’ve said before that slapping someone across the face like Scarlett did very rarely works out well for the one who did it. And there you have another example!

Missy: Unfortunately for her, Scarlett never thinks of the consequences before she acts, which is how she ends up in predicaments like this.

The challenger made it back to her feet, and started to head back up onto the apron. Kelly was immediately there to try to grab her, only for the challenger to jam two fingers into her eyes. It caused Kelly to stumble backwards blinded as Scarlett stepped through the ropes. She spun Kelly around, firing a few more shots into her jaw before she scooped her up and fell backwards with a stun gun across the top rope. Kelly clutched her throat as she tried to get her breath, and Scarlett capitalized from there by grabbing her around the waist into a gutwrench suplex. She immediately went for another cover as Davis made it to count this time.

Zack: Looks like Silver’s been picking up a few new tricks, I’ve never seen her use a gutwrench suplex!

ONE!!

TWOOOO!!

The champion still kicked out though, and Scarlett sat up on her knees to drive elbows into Kelly’s head and face before she got back to her feet. She headed for the corner, coming off the middle rope with a knee drop quickly followed by a second. Scarlett climbed back to her feet with a grin on her face, stepping onto the bottom rope to lean over the top to blow kisses to the crowd.

Missy: I shouldn’t be surprised by now when she decides to showboat like this, yet it still makes the mind boggle. If she could concentrate on a full match for once she might do a lot better.

The crowd showed her very little support as she finally climbed back down to the canvas, only to get snatched around the waist from behind by Kelly. The champion caught her with an elbow to the jaw before putting her down with a side Russian leg sweep. She rolled through to her feet, and took off towards the ropes. She bounced off the middle into a springboard splash on top of Scarlett with a cover to follow as the referee dropped to count.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Zack: You can’t take your eyes off Kelly for a second! Scarlett gave her time to get her wits about her while she was on the ropes blowing kisses to this San Jose crowd!

Scarlett kicked out after the two struck, and Kelly got back to her feet. The brunette rolled towards the corner to get away from her. As she got to her feet though, Kelly passed her in a run. She grabbed her head and then used her feet to springboard off the ropes into a bulldog. The champion bolted towards the corner, scaling it like a cat before she turned and launched herself into a frog splash! The crowd came to its feet as Kelly hooked the outside leg for the cover.

Zack: Kelly with a frog splash to retain her title!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

TH-NOPE!!

Scarlett managed to get her shoulder up in time. Kelly got back to her feet as Scarlett tried to do the same. The Fast Track Champion picked up the pace, heading for the ropes again and using them for a springboard into a moonsault. But Scarlett brought her knees up as she came down, doubling Kelly in half on the mat before Scarlett sat up. She held her ribs for a moment before smiling to the crowd.

Missy: Ouch! Landing on someone knees is guaranteed to bring a tear to the eye, but Scarlett needs to stop trying to play to the crowd and use the opportunity she has now to get some momentum built up.

Silver slowly got back to her feet, pulling Kelly up with her and then hanging her upside down in a tree of woe in the corner. A grin formed on her face as she began to unleash a torrent of kicks to Kelly’s body with rapid-fire shots. She backed up into the ropes, and delivered a running dropkick as well that caused her to finally collapse to the canvas onto the apron. Scarlett leaned through the ropes to pull her up and hang her by her feet on the middle before snapping off her rope-hung DDT. But instead of going for the cover, she headed for the corner and stretched out across the top turnbuckle with a little shake of her head to let her hair fall down.

Missy: Yes! STAR STOPPER! That’s my girl and if she can capitalise on that now, and get off the damn turnbuckle we could be about to see a two time Fast Track Champion!

Zack: When Silver feels in control, it goes straight to her ego. Kelly’s down, and she’s taking a stretch on the top turnbuckle instead of trying for a cover!

When Kelly started to get up, Scarlett hopped down from the corner. As the champion finally made it to her feet, Scarlett immediately applied an abdominal stretch. The referee moved down in front of Kelly to ask for the submission, while Scarlett reached behind her and hooked the top rope to add more pressure. Kelly’s face immediately tensed further as Scarlett had a death grip on it till the referee moved around to see what she was doing. And by then, Scarlett was teasing her hair...at least until the referee went back down in front of Kelly. Then she hooked the top rope once again.

Zack: Scarlett’s using the top rope like a tag team partner, and unfortunately for the champion, the referee hasn’t worked it out yet.

Missy: It’s not a tactic I like to use myself, but I don’t like to complain when Scarlett is actually concentrating on the match! It doesn’t happen that often.

The second time around though, the referee went around the other direction and caught her holding the top rope. She told her to let go twice before Davis kicked her hand off, and Kelly countered with a hip toss to the mat. Scarlett scrambled back to her feet, only for Kelly to begin throwing kicks with both feet aimed at her body and head. She backed the challenger up into the ropes before she fired her across to the far side. Scarlett reversed it and sent Kelly across, and drove her into the mat with a spinebuster. Kelly folded up, holding her ribs again before the challenger applied a Sharpshooter submission.

Zack: Another new move we haven’t seen Scarlett use too much, and a damn effective one. She’s got Kelly in the center of the ring, and causing more pain to those ribs she’s been working on the entire match.

Missy: It’s a move I used to favour quite a bit, but I gotta say I’ve never seen Scarlett do it before. She’s got it locked in perfectly too, I’m proud as punch right now, which is a strange feeling to associate with watching Scarlett.

Davis moved around in front of Kelly, looking for a submission. The blonde’s face was wrenched in pain as Scarlett leaned back in the hold. The champion’s face was a mask of pain as she tried to pull them towards the ropes. Scarlett let her get almost to the ropes before she stood up, and dragged her back to the center to sit on the hold again with a confident smile on her face.

Missy: I thought she was starting to lose control there, but she’s just playing with Kelly. I don’t think that’s a very good idea, it’ll probably end up biting her on the butt.

Zack: The problem for Kelly here is that she has to get back to the ropes again, and it’s not doing her back or ribs any favors in the process. The challenger is in firm control, and is quite happy about it.

Scarlett looked behind her, telling Kelly to quit as their manager moved around to another side of the ring. Scarlett glanced over to him, as did Kelly. She leaned back to add pressure again before Kelly began to move once more towards the ropes. Kincaid didn’t have to go far before Scarlett released the hold. She headed towards Christian, leaning under the bottom rope as he looked up to her with confusion...before she fixed his hair for him.

Missy: Oh for heaven’s sake. She had Kelly right where she wanted her. Kelly had nowhere to go… and Scarlett stops to fix Christian’s hair! What the hell?

Zack: Yeah, he even looks a little confused himself. But the bigger problem isn’t a bad hair day for Scarlett, because the champion is starting to get up again!

Christian pointed her back towards the ring. Scarlett headed back to Kelly as she was getting up, only to catch a mule kick in the ribs. It stumbled the challenger as Kelly spun into her with a discus punch. It wobbled the brunette, and caused Kelly to seize her ribs for a half second. Four more right hands followed that before she fired Scarlett across to the far side. The brunette bounced back towards her as Kelly caught her with a lungblower to the chest. Silver dropped like a rock on the mat before Kelly headed for the corner.

Zack: Kelly had a few seconds to get herself together while Scarlett was managing her manager’s hair for him, and look what happened!

Missy: I had a feeling it was too good to be true, that Scarlett would actually concentrate on what she was doing. If she’s that interested in fixing people’s hair she should be a hairdresser! It would be a damn sight less painful than what she’s just gotten from Kelly, I’m sure.

Kincaid headed to the top rope, measuring the challenger as she was starting to get up. When she did and turned around, Kelly came off with double knees to Scarlett’s chest and drove her into the mat. Kincaid hooked both of her legs as she was on top of her for the cover!

Zack: Kincaid invited Scarlett to a meteora shower! Double knees right in the chest, and the title’s heading back to Maui!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE.

Scarlett managed to get her shoulder up a split second before the three landed on the canvas. Kelly rolled off her, still favoring her ribs with a pained expression.

Missy: Not just yet, Zack! Scarlett’s not ready to give up her chance to the take the Fast Track title home with her. She’s got the polish ready for it and everything.

Scarlett began to rise very slowly as Kelly circled around behind her. Before she was totally vertical, Kelly grabbed her head into position for her headlock driver. But Scarlett shoved her off as soon as she felt it. When the champion turned back around, Scarlett drove her thumb into Kelly’s throat! The blonde started choking as Scarlett went to grab her for the small package but collapsed to her knees instead, rubbing her chest where the meteora landed.

Missy: Well that was the start of her SILVER SPIKE but she’s still feeling the effects from earlier and the longer she stays on her knees like this the more chance Kelly has to recover which is not good… come on Scarlett!

Scarlett started to rise to her feet, only for Kelly to catch her with a kick to the chest. The blonde was coughing heavily, but dragged Scarlett up and locked her head into position for her headlock driver. But as soon as she did, Silver shoved her off again and she butted heads with the referee. Davis dropped to her knees while Scarlett rose back to her feet. When Kelly turned back around, she went for the thumb to the throat again. Kelly deflected it as she saw it coming, catching Scarlett with an elbow that drove her back a couple steps. Christian rolled into the ring to try to bring the referee around as quickly as possible. Kelly glanced behind her to see him, and turned back as Scarlett went for a superkick. She ducked it, but caught her manager instead. Both of them looked wide eyed at what happened, and Scarlett used it to drive her thumb into Kelly’s throat a second time and pull her into a small package!

Missy: I suppose it’s good that she’s stayed focused on the match… but with Christian and the referee dazed, I don’t think it’s going to get her very far. Poor Christian never has much luck in Scarlett’s matches.. I think it’s the first time she’s kicked him herself though!

Zack: She finally finished the SILVER SPIKE, but no one’s here to count it. We have a major problem here as this Fast Track Championship match continues.

Kelly finally kicked out of the small package just as the referee was finally starting to move. She got back to her feet, still coughing heavily as Scarlett made it to her feet as well. The challenger went to grab her before Kelly caught her with a knee coming in. It doubled her over for a second as Kelly hooked her head into position for her finisher.

Zack: Kelly’s looking to put it away right here! There’s about to be some CLIPPED WINGS in Scarlett Silver’s future!

As Kelly went to snap off her headlock driver, Scarlett grabbed the middle rope and caused Kelly to drive herself into the mat instead. The challenger leaned against the ropes for a second, trying to pull herself together.

Missy: Come on, Scarlett. There’s plenty of time for resting after you win the match!

Kelly began to get up before Scarlett pulled her into position, putting a leg across the back of her head and connecting with her inverted overdrive! Kelly’s head snapped off the mat as Scarlett rolled her up for a cover as the referee crawled towards them.

Zack: SEEING STARS….except Kelly may be out cold instead!

For added insurance as the referee was in position, Scarlett kicked both feet up onto the middle rope.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

The referee called for the bell as Scarlett rolled off to the mat, staring up at the lights as she took deep breaths.

Missy: There were some touch and go moments, but she’s actually done it! She’ll be celebrating for a week I bet!

Maggie: Here is your winner…..and for the second time…...NEEEEEEEWWW FFW Fast Track Champion……………..SCARLETT SILVER!!!

She finally got to her feet, and had her hand raised before being awarded the title. She beamed ear to ear as she looked at it, then checked her appearance in it’s reflection.

Zack: Scarlett Silver has made history in more ways than one! She’s the Fast Track Champion, and the first woman in FFW history to ever hold it twice! And….I guess it’s important to look good after a match.

Missy: Personally I’ve never cared what I look like after a match. My usual concern is whether or not I can stand up to walk myself out of the ring.

Christian raised her hand, and got a hug from Scarlett as she apologized for kicking him in the face. She then held up the title, taunting the San Jose crowd as they weren’t happy at all.

Zack: Congratulations to Scarlett, and now she gets to go one on one with Erica one more time! And after their last match, I’m positive Erica will be very much looking forward to settling that score.

Missy: Whoo boy. I wouldn’t want to be in Scarlett’s shoes for that one, Erica has every reason to be rather annoyed at Scarlett, to say the least!

As Scarlett climbed the turnbuckle to hold up her title, Christian checked on Kelly before we cut away to a commercial for Future Shock Anarchy.






Maggie: The following match is set for one fall!

Zack: Ladies and gentlemen this is going to be a pleasure, I’m here with former FFW champion “Killer C” Caroline Dallins. Also gives me a break from Mai... What brings you to the booth?

Caroline: Zack I wanna watch this match up close and personal. I had to watch the finals of the YGC from a television screen. I am *NOT* missing this rematch without a seat up close and personal.

Sounds of thunder and lightning cast out, setting the atmosphere of the incoming Conqueror. The lights in the arena die out to allow for the spontaneous bursts of light that reflect the internalized storm.  As the silence takes hold, the startling opening guitar screech of Rammstein’s “Sonne” overtakes everything. It is followed by the infamous countdown.

“EINS, ZWEI, DREI, VIER, FUNF, SECHS, SIEBEN, ACHT, NOIN, AUS!"

Darkness falls over the entire arena, only broken by the miniscule twinkles of camera flashes in the crowd. A threatening violin floods the airwaves, with smoke collecting on the stage. As another section of the orchestral livens up, a sudden spotlight blasts onto the stage with a jet of pyro flying high up into the air. As it does, the Orchestra of Justice truly comes into its beautiful existence. On the stage, Artemis Kaiser appears, donning a new set of entrance apparel. Embroidered with many shimmering designs, Artemis’s military trench coat lightly moves as she rises onto the stage with her arms outspread. Bearing fangs fashioned onto a facemask and her eyes hidden behind shining red shades, Artemis steps down from the platform and into the smoke.

Maggie: On her way to the ring...fighting out of Toronto, Ontario, Canada by way of Mt. Pearl, Newfoundland, Canada...weighing in at an 135 pounds...she is the Last Empress...ARTEMIS KAAAAAAAAAISER!

Artemis marches down to the ring with her arms behind her back, not breaking her forward gaze. As the call concludes, the shot shows Artemis revealing her face to the camera and the audience. She removes her glasses, tucking them into the breast pocket of the coat. When she raises her head, the red streak, her scowl, and her stern expression completes all she wishes to do at her entrance. She continues to the western side of the ring, scaling the apron to stand on. She unbuckles the different pieces of her coat and politely hands it off to the stagehand. Showing her finesse, Artemis dips over the top with a rope-assisted backflip. She lands on her feet, giving the audience another pensive glare.

After which, she hits the mat again, rolling backward onto a knee. Her head rises to scan the audience as she remains in the dead center of everything, of her personal universe. The Last Empress rises off the mat, tugging on her black gloves. She pops each of her knuckles by pressing her index finger over them. After that and with her theme dying out, she turns her head to back to reality. She walks over to her corner, and gives the turnbuckle a brisk kick and stretches out.

Caroline: Zack, Artemis Kaiser has made her intentions for Jolyne... And her intentions for FFW very clear. For this match tonight in the SAP Center? No happy ending. For Femme Fatale Wrestling entirely? Conquest. Complete and total conquest.

Zack: She has more accomplishments, more championships, more five star matches than many in this industry can hope to accomplish... Yet is Jolyne Dysart a code that Artemis Kaiser cannot crack?

The lights in the arena die down a tad, as a figure in a hoodie can be seen stepping up onto the entranceway. Over the speakers a drum begins to beat, as a man speaks.

"They say that nobody changes
But I'm living proof that they do
Because I've found the answer, and you can find the answer too!"

The figure starts to set off down the ramp, head nodding along with the music as it swells, seemingly singing along with the man as he continues on.

"They made me think I was crazy
And that the pain was here to stay
But now that I've found the answer
I'm never ever gonna lose my way..."

The figure stops suddenly halfway down the ramp, the lights shooting on and their hood being thrown back, revealing Jolyne Dysart as she pumps a fist into the air along with the proud cry.

"EVER AGAIN!"

As the music kicks into high gear Jolyne takes off at a run down the ramp, the fans cheering propelling her on as Maggie sets off her introduction.

Maggie: Introducing from San Diego, California, weighing in at 150 Lbs, this is JOLYNE DYSAAAAAAAART!

She easily jumps on the ring apron. In another fluid motion, she jumps over the ropes. From the ropes, she goes onto the middle turnbuckle, ascending it. She then stretches her arms to allow the singer to reiterate her thoughts. “EVER AGAIN!” Jolyne shouts with the singer as she leaps off the turnbuckle and goes over to her corner, a wide smile apparent on her face.

Zack: A talented wrestler already, the YGC has effectively put Dysart on the map as FFW was in a quick hurry to sign her. She keeps herself grounded, even modest all things considered and only welcomes all the challenges that being a part of this company can bring.

Caroline: Well, before she subscribes to some new challenges and the successes those will bring... She has to face one opponent who still wants her some. Both have little reason as they’ve made clear, but I am curious if either have eyed up any titles and have marked them for hunting later. A win tonight could go a long way, debut or not.

DING! DING! DING!

In an image reminiscent of their finals match the two women meet right in the center of the ring, eyeing each other up. The crowd however is already starting a chant without Dysart or Kaiser even so much as touching each other, no trading of forearms like the last time. However instead of the crowd automatically switching to chanting for Dysart, there’s a majority chant swimming through the the SAP Center already.

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS AWESOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS AWESOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS AWESOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP*

...Both women break the stare from each other and the God of Anger immediately goes for a spinning backfist, causing Dysart to duck, running back off the rebound from the ropes and coming in hot with a Spinning Superman Elbow. Artemis ducks however and goes for the First Crusade but this time Dysart has it spotted and ducks herself, only to catch a nasty uppercut upside the jaw, stumbling back into the ropes before she rebounds back and looks for a second Spinning Superman Elbow... Only for Artemis to duck that one and immediately clap Dysart across the jaw with a Stockton Slap for her trouble before doing it again once more, causing Jolyne to take a step back and give Artemis open space between the two of them. The crowd of course spots this little kickoff of where their last match ended as though the two are simply picking up where they left off... Before again the God of Anger slaps her across the side of the mouth and gets nose-to-nose with Dysart before Jolyne just stiff-arms her with a right forearm and Kaiser answers with a push kick to give her room followed by immediately moving forward to lock up with her.

Zack: Referee Kevin Fisk overseeing the match tonight and the two now locking up here after that insane sequence.

Caroline: Now Kaiser with some lifting knees but Dysart is not about to be caught off guard with them and is trying to block with her own.

The Last Empress uses that collar elbow tie up to quickly transfer it into a Muay Thai clinch and begins tagging the abdomen of Dysart with lifting knees, one after the next, left, right, left, right in quick succession but the first few do not connect. Jolyne uses her own knees not to counter attack but to block every attempted knee by Artemis. Kaiser’s lack of height advantage does play a factor here in her favor however, as Dysart is forced to bend down, making her abdomen a closer target when Artemis finally tags her in the abdomen with her knee before pulling her around with the clinch and firing more knees to the gut and the ribs of her opponent, even taking short hops to connect properly as she does so. Dysart quickly breaks the hold however and gets behind Artemis with a waist lock, looking for a german suplex but Kaiser quickly hooks a leg around her own, forcing Jolyne to instead do a belly-to-back mat slam, bringing down Artemis on her stomach and quickly circling around... Only for Kaiser to snap away and grab Dysart’s wrist while putting her down to the mat with a jumping high knee... Still her hand is on that wrist. The crowd begins to groan as Kaiser begins to very unpleasantly bend Jolyne’s middle and index finger in different directions, a boot grinding into the meaty nook that wraps muscle and tissue around Dysart’s clavicle and her scapula.

Caroline: Artemis Kaiser enjoys inflicting pain. I don’t know if her trying to snap Dysart’s fingers while she pops her arm from her shoulder socket is any indication, Zack.

Kaiser begins to stomp into that same nook of flesh and muscle as Dysart grunts but won’t give the satisfaction of showing any other mask of pain other than that, causing the God of Anger to quickly step back and jerk Dysart up before hitting her with a snapmare and then soccer kicking her in the back for good measure. She physically shoves Dysart down and goes for the pin.

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

...

KICKOUT!!

It’s the taller Dysart’s turn to do some shoving, physically pushing Artemis off of her. When the Last Empress comes around for her again Dysart grabs her by the wrist and irish-whips her. Artemis takes off but counters Dysart, sending her towards the turnbuckle and as soon as Jolyne is there she immediately hops over the ropes and onto the apron and just as Kaiser is about to stop herself she eats an enzuigiri from Jolyne’s apron position before Dysart quickly hops over the ropes and wraps her arms around Kaiser’s waist before physically powering her up and over with a german suplex into the turnbuckle! Kaiser lands, rattled on the back a Dysart quickly moves, follows up and grabs Artemis by the back of the head, standing on the second rope. She takes aim, putting a knee on the back of the Last Empress’s head and pushes off, hitting Kaiser with a diving knee drop bulldog before rolling her over and going for the pin.

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

...

KICKOUT!!

Zack: Some calf branding from Dysart to Kaiser and Kaiser kicks out before we even get a two!

Caroline: I don’t know what’s more alarming. That they just traded one counts... Or that they haven’t even started pummeling the fuck out of each other yet.

So it is said and so it begins to happen as the moment the God of Anger is back to her feet she has a Stockton Slap waiting for Jolyne... Followed by another... Followed by another... To which Kaiser answers it with a nasty gazelle punch, sending Artemis stumbling back a step, and laughing through a bloody mouth as though that tickled before roundhouse kicking Jolyne in the jaw and sending saliva flying. Kaiser keeps one leg up, standing on the other but Dysart outright ignores the leg, bicycling into a knee lift that catches Kaiser in the mouth but she shoots upward, grabbing the back of Jolyne’s head to smash her face in with Kaiser’s knee. Each impact is growing louder than the last and it is actually slightly uncomfortable to watch from the two women and yet they keep on going, as it looks for a moment like Kaiser is slowly winning the exchange once the two begin trading knee lifts when Artemis trades that in for a flying side kick into Jolyne’s abdomen, causing her to stumble backward. She jaunts forward and for a second it looks like Kaiser is abou to send her flying overhead with a capture suplex but at the last second Dysart hits a rolling koppu kick, dropping the heel upside the head of the God of Anger and sending her to the mat before Fisk slides in for the pin!

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Zack: ROLYNE!!

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

KICKOUT...?

Caroline: The God of Anger kicks out and immediately slaps on a Gator Roll!

From the positioning, Artemis hooks onto a front facelock before she begins forcing the faster Dysart to roll along. Jolyne tries to pull herself out of the grip of the gator roll but Kaiser rolls back and forth along before driving a few well placed knees into the side of the head, the shoulder and the clavicle of Dysart. She keeps tagging her before rolling around again on the gator roll before her legs kick up and both wrestlers begin to rise up and for a second it looks as though Kaiser is about to apply a guillotine choke from the gator roll. Dysart however elbows Artemis in the head to break the front facelock... She does it again... And one more time and it loosens Artemis’s grip enough that Jolyne lifts her up and breaks their lock up with depositing the Last Empress over onto the apron, but Kaiser quickly hits her with a handspring enzuigiri that sends Jolyne over the ropes and onto the apron. The God of Anger forces Jolyne up and for a moment it looks like we’ll be getting an Apron Death Valley Driver but instead Jolyne begins tagging her with elbows before grabbing Artemis’s arms, pinning them in a double underhook before hitting her with a Double Arm DDT onto the apron! Dysart lands hard, spine on the corner but Kaiser eats the full impact of her head on the apron as both women go down on the ground and the referee looks down, not sure what else to do beside begin to count them out!

ONE!

Zack: We almost saw Holy Gold, but Dysart at the last second counters with that vicious apron DDT and both women are spilled out... Fisk can do little else besides count as both try to revive themselves.

TWO!

Caroline: They’re getting up slowly but surely Zack... But they’re pummeling each other the whole way up!

THREE!

FOUR!

The two are tagging each other back and forth with hard elbows before Jolyne reaches over and headbutts Kaiser... Before Kaiser headbutts her back, crossing her arms in front of Jolyne to brace herself and than smashing her forehead against the bridge of Jolyne’s. It certainly hurts Artemis, but judging by Jolyne clutching her head, it hurts Dysart a shit lot more. Kaiser reaches down as she hears the referee hit the five count and go past it, rolling Jolyne inside of the ring and letting her front upper half hang off the apron. Artemis ignores the count still going for her and runs towards the barricade... Stops, eyes up Jolyne beginning to get her bearings before she takes off and big boots her as hard as she physically can across the side of the head, causing a few in the front of the crowd to wince in seeing it. Dysart by now is bleeding from the nose and from the mouth but the God of Anger looks as though she could not give a damn less as Dysart begins to roll towards the center of the ring. Artemis quickly climbs through the ring and slaps on a standard sleeper hold onto Jolyne before she begins to walk backwards... And then up onto the second rope.

...Using her arms like a noose, and her positioning on the second rope like a tree.

You get the idea.

Zack: I don’t think we’ve quite ever seen this side of Artemis Kaiser in an FFW ring before... She’s using a sleeper but... Hanging Jolyne with that grip and that has to be doing more than just cutting off the blood flow, the air flow... She might break her neck at this rate!

Caroline: The ref won’t count this as a submission, Kaiser’s sitting on the ropes but...

Zack: CHESTBURSTER! WHERE DID THAT COME FROM!?

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

To be exact, Artemis hopped off after a few moments of ‘noosing’ Jolyne before turning her around... Popping her up and letting her come down into a vicious kick to the chest. Dysart lays spread eagled as Artemis looks as though she’s going to go for a pin... But then stops...

...And Stockton Slaps Dysart in the mouth, telling her to wake up in no uncertain terms. She slaps her again in the mouth... Slapping her in the mouth again, and again. Looking down at her... Out to wake Dysart up just so she can knock he out again. Another loud slap. TELLING her to get up. When Dysart’s eyes snap open she kips up, staring a hole into Artemis who slaps her again in the mouth and demands is she a flash in the pan or not. To which Dysart elbows her stiff in the face... And then another... Then another. At which point both women grab each other by the back of the head and start forearming, elbowing, punching, whatever the shit they can seemingly come with, just... Beating each other’s faces in. No attempt to block, no concept of blocking, no understanding of it as though both have forgotten what the words ‘defensive measures’ mean to the human body. They keep wailing on each other with abandon before Dysart swings but Kaiser ducks, letting it whiff! Artemis attempts a high roundhouse but Dysart ducks that, bounces off the rebound and hits the spinning superman elbow that flattens Kaiser!

Caroline: POWER OF WILL AND THERE’S THE COVER!!

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

TTTTHHHHREEEEE---!!

...

NNOOOO!! KICKOUT!!

Jolyne rolls off of Artemis, sitting up and doesn’t even hesitate in believing that the Last Empress shot herself up and out of that. No, instead Dysart is already up and put a hand on the back of Kaiser’s head, both women bruised and battered in the faces and areas. She straight jackets the God of Anger, looking for the Double Knee Backbreaker, but Kaiser snaps the back of her head back, headbutting Dysart in the face before grabbing one of Jolyne’s wrists before it pulls away and twisting herself around. For a moment it looks as though the Last Empress just let herself get twirled around by Dysart on a dance floor, but suddenly Dysart has her back turned, being ripcorded into an elbow strike right between the eyes.

Zack: THE SECOND CRUSADE!!

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

TTTTHHHHREEEEE---!!

...

NNOOOO!! KICKOUT!!

It’s Jolyne’s turn to snap up into a near fall. Neither woman has the real quit in them but it’s obvious from the SAP Center and this San Jose crowd that the pummeling they’re handing each other is having its effects in spades. They are both slower to get up, bloody, bruised and as would expect but by now the crowd is chanting...

Crowd: FIGHT FOREVER! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* FIGHT FOREVER! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* FIGHT FOREVER! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* FIGHT FOREVER! *CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Both begin to rise up, leaning against each other and... Kneeing each other in the abdomen, kicking each other in the backs of the thighs, back and forth the two of keep tagging each other... Again and again. For a moment it looks like one may begin to grow to hitting the other with faster, as if to take momentum but the other slows that down. Kaiser looks as though she’s going for a curved knee but Jolyne forearms her in the face. Jolyne goes or tries to for a 12-6 standing elbow but Kaiser uppercuts her with a european version and puts a stop to that. Both women have enough of being in proximity in each other, doing a mirror step back and both have the same idea, going for stereo spinning backfists and smacking each other across the head... Both women stumble backward but are too stubborn to go down and both take off towards each other...

A ROLLING ELBOW!

A SPINNING SUPERMAN ELBOW!

...

And both go down to the mat.

Caroline: FIRST CRUSADE!

Zack: ANOTHER POWER OF WILL! The referee has no other choice but to begin to count them both out! Dysart is down! Kaiser is down! This capacity San Jose crowd is ON THEIR FEET WAITING TO SEE WHO MOVES FIRST!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

By now both the Last Empress and Jolyne have rolled on their sides... But neither can actually find some even footing. They’re still struggling, struggling to get to their feet. Artemis grits her teeth, her eyes into slits as she closes a fist and puts it under her to push herself up. Jolyne’s left leg kicks... Shifting... Sliding under her by now.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Both women are on all fours now, pushing themselves onto their knees. At this point Artemis kicks Jolyne as hard as she can in the back of the knee, causing Dysart to buckle as Kaiser suddenly sweeps an arm to clothesline her head off, but Jolyne either by flexibility or sense just bends backward before jaw-jacking Kaiser in the mouth before she tries to stand on wobbly legs.

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

They’re both standing now and Jolyne suddenly tries to go for a jumping DDT on Kaiser! Artemis ducks it however but Jolyne moves a tick quicker and immediately jumps onto the top rope of the turnbuckle, scaling it in a leap! The God of Anger only gets a split second to react before Dysart suddenly kicks off the top rope but misses that springboard high kick as Artemis high kicks her in the abdomen and brings her back down on the mat! With a look of madness flickering in her eyes, she shoves Jolyne’s head between her legs, lifting her up with the arm hooks and jumping backwards into a vicious package piledriver! Artemis lets her go, Jolyne’s body making an upside down V, knees on the mat and head down before Kaiser shoves her over and collapses on top of her.

Zack: DEATH! MADE! PERFECT! THAT HAS GOT TO BE IT!

OOONNNNNEEEEE!!

TTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

TTTTHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

DING! DING! DING!

Caroline: What a match... What a damn match, Zack.

Maggie: HERE IS YOUR WINNER... “THE LAST EMPRESS”... ARTEMIS... KKKAAIIISSSSEERRRR!!

Caroline: The Last Empress is everything she says she is, everything everyone else says she is, and every accolade worth it.

Zack: Yes but let’s take absolutely nothing away from Jolyne tonight who gave Artemis the fight every step of the way and we can see why that anytime these two meet in the ring, greatness happens.

Fisk reaches down to help up Artemis but she stays seated next to a spread eagled Jolyne. Instead all he can do is lift the arm of a seated Kaiser as Orchestra of Justice swells in.

On that we head to a commercial for Relentless.




A Little More Visible

“Whoooa-whoa-whoa, yeah-yeah-yeah... (A disciple...)
Whoooa-whoa-whoa, yeah-yeah-yeah... (Shaolin here!)
People say, love is just a energy! (Don’t resist!)
Dealing with the claim baby! (Oh baby!)”


Walking towards the ring from behind the curtain is the The Orochi, O.E. Ayano. The San Jose crowd in the SAP Center is quick to boo her as they see the familiar logo, silvers and blacks of the LA Kings. Ayano stops short before she turns around and walks backwards so the crowd can see the last name Kopitar over the number ‘11’ on her jersey as she raises her arms. The crowd only keeps booing more harshly as “People Say” by Wu-Tang Clan continues playing, not at all drowning the boos of the No Surrender champion’s clothing of choice. She walks towards the ring, mic in hand and already talking. She makes sure to pull down her surgical mask before hand.

Zack: It seems that we’re being graced with the presence of your client, Mai. Let my cup of joy runneth over.

Mai: Aww... It looks as though she has a few things on her mind. I’ve told O.E. to get more visible and I’m so proud she’s taking it to heart.

O.E.: Yo... Yo... Ayo. I heard that we got some of SVW in attendance, some of their company’s finest and all that ish and you know. Ya girl just wanted to extend her welcome to them dudes and chicks at Sex & Violence wrestling.

Zack: ...What does she mean by extending a welcome, Mai?

Mai: You’ll see, Zack!

Zack: You sound too cheery for this. Why do you sound so cheery about this?

The wildcard of Chaotic Temptation rolls under the ropes before talking big steps towards the opposite ropes and rebounding. She comes to a slow stop, and can continue hearing boos. She looks down at her LA Kings jersey and then mouths, “Oh this? I picked it up last month. Ya’ll like it?” She asks to more boos before she waves a hand and holds the mic up to her lips.

O.E.: Stryfe said he was coming to Fury with SVW’s best, the ones who stay on!... But FFW already got ‘em so these must be the leftovers that clog the john.

The crowd boos as O.E. looks around curiously, letting them take that before she continues.

O.E.: Now don’t get me wrong, I’m sure dudes can throw hands... When they’re alone in bed with KY and a pic of Ant Sands.

A few in the crowd go “OOOHHHH!!!” and the others for the most part boo O.E. as she smirks, taking a few steps before leaning against the ropes again from the front before she lifts the mic to her mouth again.

O.E.: Some of ‘em bled Femme Fatale, now they’re just plain washouts... You represent just SV-Dub? We’ll we’re glad you got the eff out.

A pause, the Orochi of Chaotic Temptation turned around to look out into the crowd. The camera pans out and follows, looking through the sea of signs. What would usually be a signs of talent of FFW, there are a few certain visible signs and shirts in support of Shane Atwater, Paul James, Luci... Even signs for welcoming back Kaylee Clarke, Rhea, and Destiny Campbell. O.E. opens her mouth and is about to speak... But nothing comes of it.

O.E.: ...

She looks down at her mic and mouths a few words... Nothing. The crowd of course welcomes this.

Crowd: KEEP HER MIC CUT! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* KEEP HER MIC CUT!  *CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Zack: This San Jose crowd would be happy if that’s the last they here from Miss Ayano tonight.

Mai: Don’t they know performance art when they hear it?!

The Orochi tosses her microphone over the shoulder and tells Maggie to give her the one she has. Rourke looks slightly... Unsure of this but with a sigh hands over her own to O.E.. The Orochi taps it to make sure it’s working before she snorts.

O.E.: Y'all thought y’all could silence me? I’m an original O.G.! I’m goin’ eighty miles an hour while Paul James struggles to breathe!

Crowd: BBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

O.E.: Oh and Felicity Banks? How about Felicity No Thanks, bitch is as overrated as a Harmony Burroughs match!

Zack: Ayano taking her sweet time with this I see. Certainly must be getting paid by the hour.

O.E.: Costello? Realm? Chen? Hate? And Napier? ...Yo SVW’s a who’s who of ‘Oh who the fuck cares?’

Crowd: BBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

The lights flicker slightly and The Orochi looks up before her eyes narrow. Still, she continues on her freestyle diatribe.

O.E.: Next No Surrender champion. Check it, read ‘em and weep. I’m like a Luther Thunder sermon, I’ll put Sophia Pike’s bitch ass to sleeeezzzzzsssssstrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtr!!

Orochi suddenly has to drop her mic, the very NASTY whine of the audio feedback in the ring suddenly hitting her ears as she covers them in pain. The whining stops and she reaches for the mic to speak into it... But again, the sound is being muted. She begins yelling for another microphone and the time keeper throws O.E. one... It sounds as if it’s on until it reaches her hands.

...

Then it cuts off the second she tries to speak. Ayano looks even angrier and can be heard screaming, “This is BULLSHIT! I’m gonna fuck that sound guy’s world up!” The member of Chaotic Temptation rolls out of the ring and begins marching up the ramp to the cheers of the crowd who no longer have to listen to her.

Zack: Well that was a thing. Wait we’re getting a camera back in the audio truck!

...

We cut to the truck where two of the audio crewmembers have been laid out by the door, which is slightly ajar. The camera pokes in to see... The wife of former SVW champion Luther Thunder, Esme Thunder humming pleasantly as she watches O.E. Ayano storm up the ramp and through the curtain.

Esme: Obnoxious little children should be seen and not heard.

Esme plants down a pamphlet for Thunder Ministries on the equipment before with a pleasant smile, she begins to leave the scene.
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The camera pans down to the ring to show Maggie standing front and centre with microphone in hand.

Maggie: The follow contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is for the FFW No Surrender Championship!

"You FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!"

"Malevolence" by New Years Day fills the arena speakers, the crowd greeting the worldwide wrestling star a with a thunderous mixed reaction. The lights in the arena dimmer down and a gold sparklers fall onto the entrance ramp, as the audience waits in anticipation. The arena lights fade away until the only sources of light are the titantron and the pyro.

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


The lyrics to Felicity's theme song echo throughout the arena as the Supreme comes out onto the stage with a smug smile on her face, the crowd nearly blowing the roof off the arena with cheers and jeers! Felicity makes her way through the golden sparklers, her arms extended to her sides and a Blowpop in her mouth. She pulls the blowpop out of her mouth as she slowly paces down the ramp, turning her back to show the camera the "Supreme" writing on the back of her sweatshirt. Once halfway down the ramp, Felicity glances at the fans at ringside and smirks once she sees them bowing down in her direction.

Maggie: PROUDLY REPRESENTING JERSEY CITY, NEW JERSEY! STANDING IN AT TALL ENOUGH TO WHOOP YOUR ASS! THE SUPREEEEEEMAH! ... FELICITY BAAAAAAAAANKS!

Felicity has a short exchange with the bowing fans then walks up the steps. She continues pushing forward until she reaches the middle of the apron, turning around to soak in the energy from the crowd. She enters the ring and spins around in circles until the lights in the arena begin getting brighter, not stopping until the arena was fully lit. Felicity unzips her sweatshirt, walks toward the nearest corner and climbs up to the middle turnbuckle. She stares out at the hundreds of bowing and booing fans, a smirk coming over her face as she glances back at the other side of the arena. She hops off the ropes and turns around, sliding her back down against the corner until she was fully seated on the mat. Finally, she jerks her neck from side to side and patiently waits for go-time.

Zack: After a brutal trilogy with Miko Ayano, Felicity’s got herself her first title shot in FFW. And this is a dream match if ever there was one.

Mai: You’re telling me, I don’t think I could more excited if I tried. Unless we could add in some jello and them doing this in lingerie… but I don’t think my heart could take that much excitement!

The arena goes dark for just a moment, the funky opening chords to Voodoo Johnson's "Dirty Angel" playing through the PA, before the white lights are replaced by swirling green replacements, bathing the arena in the favorite color of the Emerald City Siren. A few seconds pass, though, before Sophia Pike actually makes her way out through the curtain, met--immediately--by a chorus of boos, which she largely brushes off with a flick of of either wrist. She pauses at the head of the ramp, hooking her thumbs under the strap of the FFW No Surrender title belt, chewing a piece of gum fairly obviously, and shaking her head at the collective audience, for whatever reason.

Clearly in no particular hurry, judging by the utter lack of pace, Sophia makes her way down the ramp. About halfway to the ring, one fan is able to get past the practiced apathy of the Siren, and she actively gets in his face, shouting...something, that for the most part can't be heard over the music playing in the arena. Whatever the fan says back to her seems to amuse the self-proclaimed Queen of King County, who just smirks and waves him off, making the shorter trip down to the ring and climbing up onto the apron. She leans back against the ropes, grinning with a little more joy than one should probably get out of being almost unanimously booed. She unstraps the title from around her waist, raising it up with one arm, using the other to beckoning the crowd to get even louder--which they happily do. Sophia holds her pose, her title in the air, for a couple more seconds before climbing into the ring.

Maggie: And her opponent...from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 137 lbs, she is the "Emerald City Siren," and the reigning, defending FFW No Surrender Champion...SOPHIA PIIIIIKE!

Sophia winks at Maggie and grins, climbing up onto the second turnbuckle and stretching both arms out, bending just a little bit at the waist and leaning herself forward. She shouts something at the sections of fans she can see, but again it's mostly unheard. Eventually, she hops off the turnbuckle and pulls her Queen of King County shirt off, tossing it out into the crowd. She scoops the title back up off the ground, draping it over her shoulder as she waits for the match to begin.

Zack: Sophia has been nothing short of dominant, but she could be facing one of her stiffest challenges tonight against the Queen Supreme.

Mai: I don’t even know who to cheer for?! This is so not fair, I want them both to win.. And then kiss it out.. Or they could just jump straight to that bit.

As Maggie leaves the ring with the San Jose crowd still cheering, referee Jennifer Stringer checks both women for anything untoward and then calls for the bell to get the match underway. Both women are straight out of their respective corners and lock up in a collar and elbow tie up in the centre of the ring, without hesitation. The Emerald City Siren manages to use her slight additional height to her advantage and comes out of the tie up with the upper hand. A trio of elbow strikes from the Champion into Felicity’s head force her backwards a step, and as she raises her left hand to protect her head, Sophia strikes quickly with an arm ringer into an elbow strike to that same arm. Felicity pulls her arm in towards in an effort to shield it, but as she does Sophia strikes quickly with a kick to her gut which bends her double. A forearm smash across the back of her neck from the Emerald City Siren then sends her down, face first to the canvas.

Zack: Sophia is already trying to target Felicity’s arm, but Felicity is well aware of her plan and is doing everything she can to keep it out of her grasp.

Mai: The Queen Supreme is a different level of challenger to what Sophia is used to.

Felicity pushes up to her knees, and then back up to her feet. As soon as she is vertical Sophia grabs hold of her left arm again, but as soon as she does, Felicity pulls it quickly out of her grasp and fires a stiff right into the side of Sophia’s head. Sophia manages to keep her feet planted, until Felicity fires another three in quick succession which send the Champion reeling from the impact. Before Sophia can right herself, Felicity uses a jumping DDT to plant her face first on the canvas.

Mai: Did you see how quickly Felicity saved her arm from Sophia’s grip, that is experience and natural talent shining through.

Zack: A nice jumping DDT has taken Sophia down, but it’s going to take more than that I think to keep Sophia away from a body part that she has targeted.

Banks gets straight back to her feet and with Sophia still on the canvas, she leaves her feet for a moonsault… but Sophia rolls out of the way at the last second and Felicity lands on the mat in a heap. Looking annoyed, Sophia rolls back to Felicity and mounts her chest to start delivering elbows in rapid fire succession into the side of her head. Stringer immediately orders Sophia to break, but the Emerald City Siren ignores her and carries on with one elbow after another. Felicity tries to shield her head and when that fails she tries to shove Sophia off her, but that doesn’t have much look either. Just as Stringer is about to count the five, the Champion finally stops her onslaught and storms back up to her feet, telling Felicity to get up.

Zack: Crash and burn from Felicity and it’s given Sophia an opening to show that she is not happy about Felicity hindering her from targeting that left arm.

Mai: I could watch these two go at it all day and all night long. They’ve got me like Niagra falls.

Zack: ...

The Jersey City native gets to her feet staring daggers at Sophia, and manages to narrowly dodge out of the way when Sophia aims a forearm towards her jaw. Felicity gets behind Sophia, but not for long as the Champion spins on a dime and immediately leaves her feet for a standing dropkick. Caught off guard Felicity staggers back into the corner, hitting the middle turnbuckle with a thud. Sophia follows her in and hits her with a high knee to the ribs which bends her double. The Champion wastes no time then in pulling Felicity out of the corner and using an armdrag to take her down to the canvas. Before Banks can respond, Sophia locks in an armbar on Felicity’s left arm.

Mai: Can we forget there’s a match and just let them roll around for a while? I’d be good with that.

Zack: Sophia has finally got hold of her target and now she has she doesn’t look like she has any intention of letting it go.

The challenger lets out a yell of pain as Stringer drops down to check on her. Felicity shouts at her to move then starts to use her free hand to pull herself across the canvas towards the ropes. Thankfully the ropes are within reach and she manages to get her hand onto the bottom rope without too much trouble. Sophia doesn’t release the armbar though, instead twisting more on the trapped appendage. Stringer reaches a count of four before Sophia releases her grip and gets back to her feet, stomping onto Felicity’s already tortured arm for good measure as she does.

Zack: Sophia is really pushing these referee five counts and if she isn’t careful she is going to end up getting herself disqualified.

Mai: Championships don’t change hands on a disqualification though, Zack.

Zack: No, but Sophia is not going to want to leave any doubt about whether she could beat Felicity or not.

Felicity pulls her arm towards her, cradling it to her body as she uses the ropes to steady herself to get back to her feet. Sophia watches her closely and as soon as she is back to her feet Sophia makes a charge towards her. Felicity spots her coming out of the corner of her eye and side steps before the Champion can make impact, causing her to crash into the ropes instead. Sophia bounces off backwards and Felicity hits a penalty kick into the back of her legs that drops her to her knees. A knee to her head follows from the Challenger which drops the Champion face first into the canvas.

Mai: Make love not war ladies!

Zack: Felicity is obviously having some trouble with her arm but that isn’t stopping her from showing Sophia she is far from a walkover.

Leaving her feet, Felicity lands a knee drop straight into the middle of Sophia’s back. She keeps her knee pressed hard into the Emerald City Siren’s back and attempts to lock in a chinlock, but struggles because of the arm that Sophia has been targeting. Sophia attempts to reach the bottom rope but it is just out of reach. Felicity presses her knee deeper into Sophia’s back to keep her in place and gives her arm a shake before trying again. This time she manages to get the chinlock applied. She tries to pull back to add more torque, but Sophia grabs her injured left arm and pulls it away to break the lock without much trouble. The challenger tries again for a third time to get the lock but Sophia manages to pull herself forwards to grab the bottom rope. Stringer orders the break, and Felicity grinds her knee into Sophia’s back before getting back to her feet.

Zack: Felicity had the chance to do some damage of her own there, or at least wear Sophia down a bit, but the work the Champion has already done on her arm prevented her from getting a good grip on that chinlock.

Mai: Who needs two working arms when you look as good as Felicity does?

The Emerald City Siren gets back to her feet holding her back, as Felicity does the same cradling her arm. The two eye each other and then start to circle each other. Sophia makes the first move and manages to catch hold of Felicity’s left arm. She grips it tight and twists it around behind her back, pushing her hand up towards her neck in a hammerlock. The Challenger lets out a yell immediately and that just prompts Sophia to push her hand even further, almost making Felicity touch her own neck. The challenger starts to fire elbows backwards with her free arm, but Sophia steps to the side avoiding them, applying more pressure to Felicity’s already tortured arm as she does.

Mai: Does nobody else find this hot?

Zack: When Sophia sets her sights on a target she will do as much damage as she can and that hammerlock is causing Felicity a world of pain. She’s desperate to escape, but those elbow shots aren’t doing her any good at all.

Felicity lets out an angered scream and then pushes back, crushing Sophia into the corner. Though that doesn’t help much as Sophia keeps her grip on Felicity’s arm. Felicity pulls herself out of the corner and then crushes Sophia for a second time, but still the Champion keeps her grip. With the pain showing on her face, Felicity does the same thing again for a third time. Only on the fifth time of crushing Sophia back first into the turnbuckle does the Emerald City Siren’s grip loosen enough for Felicity to yank her arm free. She quickly pulls it to her chest, cradling it there out of Sophia’s reach.

Zack: Well, that’s one way to get out of a hammerlock. How much extra pain she caused herself with that move remains to be seen though.

Mai: The Queen Supreme can take it! She’s the Queen Supreme for a reason after all.

Before Sophia can gather herself, Felicity hits her with a high knee to the ribs, and then pulls her out of the corner using her good arm, to fire her across into the opposite corner where she hits back first again with a massive thud. Felicity follows her in with a running double knee attack to her midsection which bends the Champion in two. Grabbing her by the head, Felicity delivers a knee to the Emerald City Siren’s face which stands her back upright again. She moves to pull her out of the corner again but Sophia plants her feet firmly and instead pulls Felicity straight into a forearm smash.

Mai: Look at Sophia go. There’s a reason no-one has been able to dethrone her and this is it!

Zack: Felicity wasn’t expecting that to go quite like that, she was set to give Sophia another painful introduction to the corner, but Sophia was having none of it.

Felicity composes herself and then glares at Sophia, looking furious at the Champion. She moves quickly before Sophia knows what’s coming to deliver an elbow strike into her face. A sidekick to her stomach follows and then straight away a spinning back fist to the side of the head. A jumping uppercut knee to the Emerald City Siren’s face finishes the combination and almost takes Sophia clean off her feet.

Mai: It’s a Jersey City Bedtime Story!

Sophia looks dazed but anger wins through as she yells at Felicity before a series of clubbing blows hit the challenger at speed. Sophia manages to force Felicity to bend forward before more of the clubbing blows push Felicity to her knees. Before she can get back up a superkick from champion flattens the challenger to the canvas. Sophia starts to lay kicks into Felicity’s side until the Jersey City native rolls onto her front to escape them.

Zack: Sophia’s anger is carrying her on here, and that is one way to get someone into the position you want them. I’m sure Felicity would have preferred a less footsie approach though!

Sophia drags Felicity away from ropes and closer to the middle of the ring before getting into position to lock in her seated Fujiwara armbar. The crowd erupt, knowing what is about to happen, and a few signs showing #LOLSOPHIAWINS can be seen throughout the crowd. Stringer drops down in front of Felicity to check if she wants to give in and is met with a negative response, despite the pain that is clearing showing on her face.

Mai: I don’t know why she is bothering to say no. We’ve all seen how this ends many times before now.  

Zack: Sophia has SPACE NEEDLE locked in tight and with the amount of punishment Sophia has already delivered to that arm already, it could just be a matter of time before Felicity can take no more.

Sophia pulls back as hard as she can and Felicity tries to inch herself towards the ropes, but Sophia’s grip tightens and the challenger doesn’t move at all. Felicity still keeps trying though, using her good arm to try and pull herself closer to the bottom rope. Sophia pulls back even harder on Felicity’s left arm. Banks stifles a yell of pain and grits her teeth, trying not to let another yell escape but her face shows how much pain she is in, as Stringer asks again if she wants to give in. The challenger doesn’t have chance to respond before Sophia pulls her arm even harder and Felicity screams in response. She tries again to reach the ropes but realising it is futile and she has no chance of reaching them, she reluctantly taps out and the referee immediately calls for the bell.   

Maggie: Here is your winner and still FFW No Surrender champion………….., ’THE EMERALD CITY SIREN’ SOPHIA PIKE!!

Zack: Is anybody going to be able to take the No Surrender Championship from Sophia? One thing is clear is that Felicity hasn’t managed it tonight.

Mai: Awww it’s over, I could have watched those two all night!

Sophia gets back to her feet to have her hand raised by Stringer and almost snatches the title back from her. She pulls it to her chest for a second before raising it high above her head. On that image we head elsewhere.






Maggie: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is for the FFW Tornado Tag Team Championships!!!

Zack: These two teams we are about to see have had their issues in recent weeks, and it’s all been about the Tornado Tag Team Championships. We’re about to settle it right now.

Mai: And you’ll see without question just how dominant Ascension truly are. Better yet, Claire and Serafina will feel it firsthand.

Red Hot Chili Peppers ‘Can’t Stop’ begins to play over the PA as Claire Black and Serafina DeCaro step out of the back and walk toward the middle of the stage. Claire fires off some shadow boxing combinations while Serafina gets onto the balls of her feet firing off a combination of kicks, elbows and forearms before finally finishing off with a jumping roundhouse kick. High fiving the pair walk down to the ring, Claire unzipping her jacket and sliding it off her shoulders as she reaches the bottom of the ramp and slides into the ring, where she begins to shadow box once more. Serafina meanwhile, stops to take off her hooded sweatshirt, leaving her in her ring attire before checking the taping on her wrists and ankles and applying a streak of petroleum jelly over and under her eyes. Stepping between the ropes Serafina retires to her corner, meeting Claire and discussing tactics as they wait for the match to start.

Maggie: Coming from Boston, Massachusetts at a combined weight of 253 lbs, the pairing of “TKO” Claire Black and Serafina DeCaro...KO/TO!!!

Zack: Claire and Serafina have traded wins with Ascension in recent weeks. The champions defeated them as part of a six woman tag, but Serafina and Claire have held their own in singles matches with them.

Mai: You mean Claire got SAVED in her singles match with Isis. She didn’t pin Isis at all, and Serafina….well the term ‘lucked out’ comes to mind there.

The opening chords of “Destroy & Conquer” by Future World Music begin to rattle through the arena, the curtains start to move as Valentina Lozano & Isis Morales slowly steps out onto the ramp. They are unfazed by the boos from the crowd as Valentina bends her right knee and angles her left leg, her right arm shooting up into the air with a cocky smirk with Isis standing behind her, raising her fist in the air with a cocky smirk, standing in a unified domineering pose while basking in the negative heat of the crowd. Valentina gets back to her feet and then begins to walk side by side with Isis down the aisle.

Maggie: Making their way to the ring…at a total combined weight of three hundred and sixty-five pounds....They are your reigning, defending FFW TORNADO TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS ”The Latin Goddess” Valentina Lozano  & “The Titaness” Isis Morales...They are...

ASCENSION!!!!!!!!!

At the ringside area, Valentina and Isis walk around the ring once before entering the ring, with Valentina making her way to a waiting human stairway next to the ring: one guy on all fours next to the ring and one guy lying prone in front of him. Causally stepping on the men, 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. 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. Meanwhile, Isis enters the ring by stepping over the top rope with ease. The ladies then go to opposite ring posts in which they climb up and raise their title belts in the air with complete confidence, taking in the atmosphere while the crowd reaction continues and the cameras flashing.

After the ladies taunt the crowd and their opponents, Valentina then goes to one of the corners to lean against.  After giving Valentina a few words and patting her on the shoulder, Isis smirks and stretches a little as they await for the bell to ring.

Zack: There’s never a time when the Tornado Tag Champions don’t look confident, supremely so. They recently added Valerie McKinley to their ranks in Future Shock, and that’s a combination I didn’t think I’d see.

Mai: Elite talent gets drawn to other elite talent. I think Valentina and Isis should be commended for taking an interest in the future by even bothering with Future Shock.

Malcolm Parks takes the titles from the champions, presenting them to the challengers and presenting them to the crowd before handing them off to a ringside attendant. As he does that, Claire and Serafina are discussing strategy as Valentina and Isis appear to be doing likewise, only for Lozano to pat her partner on the back, causing her to charge forward and catch both members of KO/TO with a double clothesline. Parks turned back just in time to see Isis run them both over and called for the bell as Isis drove a side kick into Serafina’s gut as she was the first of the challengers back to her feet; Claire close behind her only to get a forearm smash into the side of her jaw, followed by a stiff headbutt. Black fell into corner as DeCaro fired off a kick into Isis leg, followed by a second and was about to land a third as Isis lunged at her, catching her with an elbow to the jaw. Serafina staggered backwards but barely made it half a step before Morales wrapped a hand around the back of her head and hurled her towards the corner, catching Claire - as she was about to step out of the corner; the two members of KO/TO clashing heads on impact.

Mai: A little meeting of the minds there, not that KO/TO had much choice in the matter, eh Zack?

Zack: They are both familiar with Isis’ power, and have to expect things like that from the Titaness.

Serafina reeled backwards, turning straight into a spinning back fist from Isis that caused her to fall back into Claire in the corner once more. Isis shook her head in disgust as Valentina smirked from across the ring as she bent down and polished her boot before she gave a sign for Isis. The Red Haired Goliath nodded her head as took hold of the Buddhist’s hand, Irish whipping her towards Lozano who met her coming in with a Priceless Kiss bicycle kick; DeCaro’s hands coming up to block the shot - though it was still strong enough to knock her to the canvas. Valentina dropped down on top of the Buddhist to make the cover, hooking the leg as she did so. Parks slid into position to count the pinfall as Isis brought her knees repeatedly up into Claire’s gut as she kept her pinned in the corner.

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...THR-

Zack Way too early to think she was going to put the challengers away at this point in the match. But it’s all due to that confidence in Lozano.

Mai: When you have tag titles and a Pick Your Poison contract in your hip pocket, you have every right to be confident.

Serafina kicked out of the pinfall and Valentina shook her head, coming up to her feet quickly as Parks confirmed the two count to her; the Latina Goddess pulling Serafina up with her only to send her crashing back down into the mat with a German suplex. Lozano quickly rolled back to her feet and began to mudhole stomp DeCaro, driving her boot into the former No Surrender Champions body, forcing her to roll across the canvas and out onto the apron before Valentina kicked her to the floor. As Valentina was clearing DeCaro from the ring Isis jerked the former boxer out of the corner by her wrist, straight into a raised knee into her stomach. Claire doubled over and Isis took the opportunity to hoist her up onto her shoulders, getting her into position for the Voyage to Armageddon. As she carried the Boston native towards the middle of the ring, Black started to struggle, delivering elbows and knees into the side of the Goliath’s head allowing Claire to escape her grasp.

Zack: What sets these kind of matches apart is they are basically singles matches since you can’t tag out, but you have to keep an eye on your partner too.

Mai: Why don’t you just say you don’t like seeing Claire get isolated and dominated?

Black landed on her feet behind Isis and balled her hand up into a fist, where she drove it into Isis’ kidney from behind. Isis froze for a moment, allowing Claire to tag her with another shot beneath her ribs before Morales reacted with a mule kick to her midsection. Black doubled up as the boot was driven into her gut and Isis spun around, jerked her opponent forward and with a cry of rage, flipped the boxer up onto her shoulders and slammed her down hard with a powerbomb before she made the cover, stacking her legs over her shoulders as she did so.

Zack: A powerbomb from way up, courtesy of the Titaness! The titles are staying where they are!

One…

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..THR-

Mai: Claire got folded up like origami right there, but she’s too dumb to know when to stop kicking out. That’s alright, Isis has plenty more punishment to give.

Claire kicked out before the three count and immediately she was forced to cover up as Isis took up the mount position and began to pepper her with right and left hands. Parks tried to get separation between the pair, granted his wish granted as Isis jerked Claire up to her feet and irish whipped her into the far corner. Valentina joined her partner and Isis whipped her across the ring at a high velocity allowing her to connect with a corner clothesline to Claire. Lozano spun away after delivering the move, making room for Isis to charge forward and deliver a corner Avalanche splash. As Morales connected, Serafina slid back into the ring behind Valentina, spinning her around before she connected with the side of her head with a roundhouse kick that staggered her. Serafina wrapped her arms around the Latin Goddess as she was still trying to find her balance and sent her flying through the air with a belly to belly suplex.

Zack: Serafina threw Valentina like yesterday’s newspaper, and it looks like she’s kicked into second gear after being deposited outside earlier in the match.

Mai: She can look it all she wants, but she still has to manage these two on her own till her partner eats her spinach or whatever.

DeCaro got back up to her feet and turned straight into Isis who didn’t waste any time at all in lifting the submission specialist off her feet driving her downwards into the mat with spinebuster. Serafina rolled away, holding her back and Isis turned her attention back to Claire; the brunette boxer coming out of the corner, waving the Big Red Goliath towards her as she raised her hands. Isis stared at her for a couple of moments before she shrugged her shoulders and raised her hands. The former boxer nodded her head as she got up on the balls of her feet and moved towards the dominant former Future Shock Champion and started to throw a combination of shots aimed at Isis’ body.

Zack: Look at that. Claire’s getting back into her comfort zone, and giving isis plenty of knuckles to the body!

Meanwhile Serafina and Valentina had made it back to her feet and were exchanging blows of their own; DeCaro peppering her legs and thighs with stiff kicks, while Valentina was replying with quick jabs only for DeCaro to get the upper hand until Lozano raked her fingers over the former No Surrender Champions eyes. While she was temporarily blinded Valentina hooked her head and delivered her triple vertical suplex - a regular suplex, followed by a stalling suplex and finished off with a slingshot suplex.

Mai: Nothing I enjoy more than a good ol’ Greco-Roman thumb to the eye, it opens up so many avenues for a wrestler!

Claire continued to throw shots only for Morales to block each attempt, batting away Claire’s hands before she retaliated with a European uppercut to her jaw. The boxer stumbled backwards from the force of the blow and Isis whipped her towards the ring ropes once more, waiting for her to come back…

Zack: Look at Isis, she’s got something in mind! This won’t end well for---I STAND CORRECTED!

...Except Claire grabbed hold of the top rope to stop her momentum. It only served to get Isis to line her up and charge towards her with her foot raised only for Claire to drop down to the mat, taking the top rope with her. As the red haired Californian brought her foot down, her momentum carrying her over the top rope as Claire released the top rope. As it snapped upwards it caught Isis around the ankle trapping her as she went over, causing her to dangle upside down by the ankle. Isis reached up to try to free herself, waving her arms as she did so while Claire came up to her feet and looked at the trapped wrestler momentarily surprised by the turn of events. Which allowed Valentina to spin her around and before Black could recover drive a heart punch followed by an enzugiri that sent Claire down to the canvas.

Mai: You ever been heart punched, Zack? It’s a terrible sensation, I assure you. If you want to turn this way, I’ll show you.

Lozano told Claire to kiss her boots as the Latin Goddess pushed up to her feet only for Serafina to surprise her as she came from behind and delivered a side suplex to her. Lozano tried to rise quickly only to fall victim to a tornado DDT from the buddhist. Again Lozano attempted to rise but this time as she did so, the Toronto native found herself introduced to the canvas face first thanks to an axe kick to the back of her shoulders. The submission expert immediately going for a cover on Valentina, hooking her leg as she did so.

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Zack: Lozano got her running lights dimmed right there, but still had enough to kick out. She should have kept a closer eye on Serafina.

Lozano kicked out. As she did so, both members of KO/TO pulled her up from the mat and into a double brainbuster, dropping her on her head. Valentina immediately sits up and tried to come to her feet only for the two challengers to line up and catch her with a stereo roundhouse kick to the side of her head. As the Latina Goddess fell backwards, Serafina pulled her upright and into a Muay Thai clinch that she accompanied with knee after knee into her chest. As the fifth knee connected the Buddhist shoved Valentina towards her partner, Claire catching her in a front facelock where she landed a knee of her own before she spiked Valentina down onto the top of her skull. Claire quickly rolled her over and made the cover.

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...THR-

Mai: Look at Claire trying to use her knees. This must be why she isn’t boxing now, because using your knees is illegal in boxing!

Zack: Or because she’s a wrestler now….why do I even bother?

The Latin Goddess kicked out once more, sitting up as she did so and Claire tried to pull her the rest of the way to her feet only to receive a jawbreaker for her troubles. Claire staggered backwards towards the ring ropes and Serafina looked to take up the attack on Valentina, surging towards her with a running knee to the jaw only for Lozano to catch her before she can deliver the move, lifting her off of her feet and dropping her backwards with a stun gun across the top rope. Lozano quickly straightened up and instantly fired off a superkick to the jaw of DeCaro that saw her fall backwards, through the ropes to the outside. Immediately Black skipped towards the Torontonian and launched herself into a superman punch attempt only getting air. The Tornado Tag Team Champion ducked down underneath the blow and immediately countered with a samoan drop. Valentina forced herself back up to her feet and dropped back to the ropes, coming off them and into a knee drop to the chest as Claire tried to sit up. As the Canadian wrestler made the pin, Isis managed to pull herself upwards and finally free her ankle.

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...TH-

Mai: Valentina should hook the tights in these covers, Zack. I think it could make a world of difference.

Zack: Right. Meanwhile, Isis is trying to get some feeling back into her ankle.

Claire kicked out on two and started to sit up only for Valentina to lock in a rear naked choke on the boxer. Isis pulled herself up using the ring ropes, favouring the ankle that had been trapped in the ring ropes only for Serafina to jerk her feet out from under her. As Morales landed on her feet on the floor she immediately started to favour her ankle only for DeCaro to sweep her legs out from under her causing the dominant woman to collapse backwards, hitting her head against the barrier. ‘Fina slid back into the ring as Claire was still fighting against the effects of the rear naked chokehold but was flagging as Lozano had the submission hold locked in tightly. The referee checked on the former boxer, making sure that she was still responding as the Buddhist warrior dove in and broke up the hold.

Zack: Very timely save there from the Buddhist Warrior, because I’m not sure how cognizant Claire was right there.

Mai: Let me enlighten you. She was dead as a bad date in bed!

Both Serafina and Valentina came back to their feet only for DeCaro to catch the Latin Goddess with a spinning back eyebrow. Lozano staggered backwards only for Serafina to leave her feet and catch the Tornado Tag Team Champion with a spinning heel kick to her jaw that sent her down to the canvas. Valentina scrambled to get back to her feet only to find Black was on her feet waiting for her. The boxer measured her up and began to fire off a combination of right and left hands to the woman - landing a jab to the head, followed by a right hand to head, a left hook to the body, then a pivot into a right hook to the body. Valentina staggered slightly, clasping an arm against her ribs as Black threw a right hook to the head before she finished with a jab to the head that sent the Canadian wrestler down to the mat. Once more Valentina scrambled to get back to her feet quickly only for Serafina to grab her head from behind and deliver a reverse sit out facebuster that bounced the back of her head of the canvas. Serafina reached forward to hook her legs for the cover as Isis rose on the outside only for Claire to sprint across the ring and suicide dive fists first through the ropes, catching Isis in the chest.

Zack: Look at Claire go! She’s back in this now! Isis getting hers, and DeCaro with the cover!

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...THRE-

Mai: You’re getting way too excited for near falls. Valentina had this under control, she was just getting a couple seconds to recuperate in that cover.

Lozano kicked out on two and Parks confirmed the count as Serafina held up three fingers to ask him the question while Claire rolled back into the ring. The Latina Goddess rolled away towards the ropes and started to use them to pull herself up to her feet while Claire and Serafina exchanged words quickly. Isis also began to rise on the outside, looking far from pleased as she shook away the cobwebs. In the ring, Valentina finally got her feet underneath and turned away from the ropes, taking two steps towards the middle of the ring only for Claire to dart towards her, leave her feet and catch her with a flying knee right under the jaw that sent her rebounding off the ring ropes and straight into Serafina’s clutches. As the Buddhist hoisted the Global Wars winner onto her shoulders, Isis pulled herself up onto the apron using ropes and started to step through the ropes. Claire moved to cut the red haired Californian off but got a hand wrapped around her throat by Isis as the woman entered the ring - right at the moment Serafina sent Valentina flying forward off her shoulders and caught with the Go To Sleep knee strike. The Buddhist dropped down to cover Valentina, hooking her leg as she did so and Parks slid into position to start the count.

Zack: There it is! That’s Serafina’s pet move!

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Isis delivered a chokeslam to Claire that left her writhing around in pain on the mat.

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…. THRE-

Mai: That...was amazing! She picked her up like a puppy that just messed on the carpet! Tremendous!

Lozano didn’t move but Parks stopped the count thanks to Isis wrapping her hand around the back of Serafina’s neck and lifting her up out of the cover before using her grip to slam the Buddhist face first into the mat. Serafina almost immediately started to push back up to all fours only for Isis to come forward and deliver a leg drop across the back of her neck. Rolling away the Californian half of the Tornado Tag Team Champions, looked over to her former boxer opponent, saw her starting to rise and with a smirk stooped down over the Buddhist half of KO/TO deadlifting her up from the mat and into a release German suplex that sent her flying backwards into Claire. Isis got back to her feet and threw her hands up in victory, getting loud boos from the crowd.

Zack: It’s not time to celebrate yet, the match isn’t over! This is what tends to bite these two in the backside.

Mai: Fine, you go in there and tell Isis what you think is wrong with her. I’ll see you at the next show in traction.

Serafina rolled away from Claire holding the back of her head before she rose to her feet only for Isis to line her up and charge forward with a big boot to her face. Claire began to push upward only to also get caught by Isis who lifted her upwards and dropped her across her partners body with a Gorilla Press Slam. Claire rolled away holding her gut before she began to pull herself using the ring ropes as Isis pulled Serafina upwards, lifting her on to her shoulder into a fireman’s carry neckbreaker. Isis saw Claire was back on her feet and charged towards her, catching the boxer on the jaw with a running forearm that caused her to fall into the ropes and come back towards the Titaness who scooped her upwards and sent her across the ring with a fallaway slam. As soon as she’d delivered the move, Isis sat up and came back to her feet finding that Serafina had made it back to one knee and she moved towards the Buddhist, pulling her the rest of the way to her feet before she planted her back into the canvas with a powerslam.

Mai: There’s nothing Isis does in the ring that doesn’t hurt like crazy. I bet she wakes up in the morning, and her bed takes a deep breath.

As Isis rose back to her feet, Claire let out a scream causing the red haired woman to turn towards her as the boxer crashed into her, firing off right and left hands into her gut. Isis took a step backwards as Claire landed shot after shot only for her barrage to end as quickly as it began when the Titaness brought her hands together and crashed a double axe handle blow into the top of Claire’s skull. The boxer reeled and staggered away from her opponent, turning back to face her only to be turned inside out and spun upside down as the Titaness of Destruction caught her with a devastating Clothesline From Hell. Isis turned her attention back towards Serafina advancing on her as she got to her feet and delivered a knee into her fellow California native’s stomach, dropping her to one knee. Isis made a sign to the crowd, letting them all know that a Voyage to Armageddon was coming up as she lifted Serafina onto her shoulders and into position.

Mai: Make no mistake, Zack. If she hits this move, this thing is all over but the crying. Nobody gets up from it!

Zack: The sad part is I think you’re right! Isis calling for a Voyage that Claire may not remember taking after it’s over!

But she never got to deliver the move as Claire, in desperation, hurled herself into the back of her Isis knee, taking her leg out from under her with a chop block. The tall woman landed on her knees while Serafina landed on her feet. The former No Surrender Champion took a moment to get her bearings before she began to snap off kicks to Isis torso - not stopping even as Isis rose back to her feet and swung a fist at her that DeCaro managed to avoid as she swayed backwards and caught her arm, immediately looking for an armbar only to get shoved away. It was only brief respite for Isis as a second later Claire springboarded off the middle rope and caught Isis with a superman punch to the side of her jaw that wobbled the Titaness of Destruction. As Isis refused to fall, Serafina followed up Claire’s move with a springboard move of her own, bouncing off the middle rope into a knee strike to Isis jaw, that saw her drop to one knee but immediately stand back upright, though still fighting for her balance. The two members of KO/TO regrouped, breathing heavily as they looked at their opponent and immediately left their feet to catch her with matching dropkicks to her knee caps causing her to fall forward onto all fours. Almost immediately Isis pushed up onto her knees, getting her head hooked by both Claire and Serafina who delivered a snap DDT. They rolled Isis over and both made the cover on her.

Mai: DUAL COVERS AREN’T FAIR!! WHY IS THERE A COUNT?!

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!!!!!!NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Zack: You don’t get a much more authoritative kickout than that right there! Jesus, it’s easy to forget just how strong Isis is at times.

Isis kicked out from under both members of KO/TO at the very last moment and rolled away. The kick out forced Claire up to her knees as she looked at Parks who showed her the two count and the boxer never had a chance to question the count as Valentina caught her with a knee trembler. As soon as she had delivered that, Valentina spun to face Serafina, grabbing hold of her hair as she was still down on one knee and rammed the girl face first into her knee before she jerked the Buddhist up to her feet and into a spinning neckbreaker. Lozano was quickly back to her feet and delivered a leg drop across Serafina’s chest, quickly followed by a second. As she got back to her feet she stomped down on DeCaro’s face both she leaned backwards with a matrix style evasion as Claire attempted to catch her with a clothesline. The boxer stopped and turned back towards the Latina Goddess who caught her with a boot to the gut to double her over before she hooked her head and drove her down into the canvas with the Down to Earth spinning impaler. As she landed the move, Lozano threw herself across Serafina looking for the victory.

Mai: DOWN TO EARTH! SUCKS TO BE SERAFINA!!

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

Zack: She got the shoulder up! KO/TO is not out of this yet!

Serafina’s shoulder came up at the last second to break the pin; the Buddhist rolling onto her front as she broke up the pin. Instantly Valentina looked over at Claire as the boxer had rolled onto her back and dove across her, hooking her leg as she looked for the win.

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mai: Alright, this has gone on long enough! Either Valentina or Isis need to go get a chair, that’ll solve this!

Claire’s shoulder came up at the final moment, Parks holding up two fingers to the sold out crowd and the Global Wars winner who pulled at her hair in disbelief, staring at the referee then at the unmoving boxer and demanded the three count. Parks though refused, telling her that the shoulder came up before he completed the three count. She looked at Claire once more and then at Serafina who was starting to push back up to all fours. Valentina glared at the Buddhist and then back to the referee as she got back to her feet and delivered a running kick into her ribcage. Serafina rolled through, holding her ribs as she pushed up onto her knees only for Valentina to pull her upwards by her hair as she looked to set her up for the Divine Intervention, jerking her head downwards into a stomp facebreaker that she tried to follow up with a rolling cutter only for DeCaro to counter, shoving the Latina Goddess away from her. Lozano tried to stop herself in her tracks, turned around to face her opponent who caught her with a codebreaker. Valentina bouncing off her knees and away as Serafina stayed laid out on the mat breathing deeply.

Zack: You can see the effect this match has taken on all of these women. Serafina can’t really follow up, thanks to the exertion of energy she’s spent!

Mai: She’s probably just laying there thinking ‘what on earth did I do agreeing to sign for this title match?’

The four wrestlers all begin to rise simultaneously. Claire, checking her face before a smile started to form on her face, as she looked to Serafina and then to Isis and Valentina; the boxer performing an Ali Shuffle before she waved the Ascension members forward. With a face of fury, Lozano charged towards the boxer, lowering her shoulder as she went looking for a spear only for Claire to act like a matador, spinning out of the way of the onrushing Latina. The boxer turned to face Valentina as she turned back around, winding up with her right hand only to catch the Femme For All finalist and Global Wars winner with an left handed uppercut; she followed it up quickly with another combination of blows to her gut. Meanwhile, Serafina advanced on Isis, the Buddhist immediately firing off stiff kicks to her opponents legs, varying each strike and moving between each shot to try and keep the powerhouse off balance and prevent her from blocking the blows. The kicks taking their effect as she managed to bring Isis down to her knees. The Titaness of Destruction tried to push back up to one knee as Serafina dropped back towards the ring ropes, bouncing off them and coming back for a shining wizard...only for Isis to catch her coming in and driving her down into the mat with an STO.

Zack: Serafina may be the MVP of this match win or lose. She has taken a hellacious beating, and just keeps going like the Energizer bunny.

Serafina tried to push up, getting to her knees as Isis measured her up and began to slam her boot into her chest with a series of vicious kicks as she began the Titaness Stomp. Claire continued to pepper Valentina with blows to the ribs before she sent her across the ring, lining her up for the Lucky Lights Out and landing it perfectly to the jaw of Valentina who crumpled to mat lifelessly, the camera catching sight of her eyes glazed over as her leg kicked out involuntarily. Claire dropped to her knees and made the cover, hooking both of Lozano’s legs as she did so. Parks slid in to make the count.

One…

Isis turned and made to break up the count only to get tripped up as Serafina picked her ankle, sending her crashing to the mat as she applied a heel hook to the Titaness.

Two…

Mai: REACH, ISIS! C’MON REACH!!!

Isis tried to reach for Claire, grabbing her ankle and seemed to be about to pull her off when DeCaro increased the amount of pressure that she was applying, causing the powerhouse to howl, forgetting Claire as she kicked back at DeCaro.

...THREE!!!!!

Zack: Too late for that! We got new champions!!

Mai: DAMNIT!!

Malcolm Parks called for the bell and Serafina released the hold, rolling away and coming to her knee, holding her chest and looking in pain as she watched Isis; the Titaness of Destruction reaching down for her foot. Slowly DeCaro rose to her feet, still keeping her eyes on Isis while she moved towards her partner and helped the Boston native up to her feet.

Maggie: Here are your winners, by way of pinfall and NEW FFW Tornado Tag Team Champions… the team of Serafina DeCaro and Claire Black… KO/TO!!!

Mai: This is terrible, Zack. Absolutely terrible!

Zack: You can feel how you want about it, but the fact is we have new Tornado Tag Team Champions! And Claire & Serafina earned it….without a shadow of a doubt! Congratulations to them!

Parks presented the pair with the Tornado Tag Team Championships and raised their hands in the air as the two girls held the titles up for the crowd to see before they turned and hugged each other. Claire unsteadily made for the corner, climbing to the middle rope and holding the title belt aloft while Serafina checked on both Isis and Valentina who had regrouped in a corner and glared at the Buddhist; Valentina telling her that she would be made to kiss her boot while Isis expression of pure anger turned even colder. Serafina backed away, holding her title aloft as she kept her eyes on both members of Ascension before the show cut elsewhere.




Sophia’s Mounting Challenges

The next time we head to the back, we find Robby Reynolds with the No Surrender Consultant herself, Dr. Starla McCloud.

Robby: I’m here with Starla McCloud, who was put into an advisory position some months ago as it pertains to the No Surrender division. Earlier tonight, we saw Sopha Pike successfully defend her title once again against Felicity Banks.

Starla: Another very thrilling defence from Sophia Pike against a very highly decorated, very accomplished and acclaimed wrestler in Felicity Banks. I have to applaud Miss Pike on so far having a highly impressive, pretty much dominant reign as the No Surrender Champion thus far. She has every right to be proud of what she has achieved and deserves every plaudit that she has been getting over the last few months.

Robby: I’m sure that’s not the only reason you are here to discuss it with me. I’m curious to hear what you have to say tonight.

The good doctor gave him a soft smile.

Starla: No, it’s not. I’m also here to talk about Miss Pike’s future, something I’m sure she is most eager to hear about herself, especially as it pertains to the No Surrender Championship. I’ve made a couple of suggestions in my role as a consultant on the division. I’m delighted to say they’ve been accepted and I can inform you of them here and now.

There was a slight nod of her head.

Starla: First of all, as we’ve heard a lot in recent weeks, Natalya Demidov - as the previous holder of that Titanium title - is indeed owed a rematch for the No Surrender Championship. In my opinion that should come sooner rather than later and there’s no better time than the very next episode of Velocity.

Robby: Natalya gets her long-awaited rematch for the title at the next Velocity, that sounds like a main event and a half to me.  

The red head looked more than satisfied at the reaction that got from the interviewer.

Starla: And the second suggestion I made that was accepted was that the winner of that main event should head to Relentless where they will defend against Chaotic Temptations very own OE Ayano. OE has put in some very good performances in her recent outings and has shown plenty of ability as a submissionist, therefore I think it’s only fair that she gets an opportunity to challenge for the title.

Robby: Wow! Alright then, I’m sure O.E. is somewhere very happy. Or at least as happy as O.E. Ayano gets. Relentless is already shaping up, and we aren’t even finished with Fury. Thank you for taking the time to talk with me tonight.

The camera focuses on the pleased expression on Starla’s face before we head elsewhere.
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Maggie: The following match is set for one fall to the finish!

The crowd gets plunged into darkness. The silence gets broken by Maggie Rourke as he starts to make the introduction.

Maggie: Hailing from Sherbrooke in the province of Quebec, Canada. She weighs in at 142lbs and stands 5’8” tall. Accompanied to the ring by Kyle Kilmeade, this is the… “ONE WOMAN SHOW” SHAUGHNESSY O’NEILL!!!

Alice Cooper’s Poison begins to play as the video wall shows close ups of different parts of Shaw’s face before finally cutting to a live feed of the young woman as the spotlight hits her in the middle of the stage where she is joined by Kyle. Starting to nod her head along to the beat of the music, the young woman heads down to the ring, the spotlight following her all the way to the ring as Kyle tries to rally the crowd behind her. Rolling under the bottom rope Shaw kips up to her feet and stands in a corner, checking everything about her ring gear is in position and getting last minute advice from Kyle as she waits to start the match.

Mai: You thought we were going to get a never ending war with the BSX and the Brazilian Storm? What if I told you that Show and the BSX may break that record of days the Storm racked up resisting the force of madness that is the BSX and their fandom?

Zack: I would say your bitterness of never getting to be a professional wrestler like how your mother wanted and watching your two country women doing everything you wished you could night after night has bled into your commentary.

Mai: ....What the hell did you just say to m--

Zack: Anyway ladies and gentlemen Shaw is riding high after recent victories and facing Andi again, she may dedicate this match to the Quebecois. Lucky them.

[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!]

#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!!!!


[Andi finally hops down as the song fades away....]

Mai: ...

Zack: Nothing to say about Andi Mai? No commentary about her weight? Her wrestling acumen? Mhm. Mmm. Ladies and gentlemen the Space Princess looks raring to fight tonight, and to make up for that loss against Harker at Velocity in Salt Lake. I can’t help but feel like however with Andi helping cost OWS a match over in SVW, that Shaw looks to take that out on her tonight.

DING! DING! DING!

Kevin Fisk presides over this match as Andi smiles at Shaw and inquires if she sees any fans raising the Quebec flag tonight. Shaw answers her with a loud as sin knife edge chop that makes the crowd make a loud ‘WOOO!’ sound. She hits Shaw with a knife edge chop right back that causes O’Neill to take a few steps back. O’Neill heads into her corner before Takata suddenly makes a motion as though she’s about to suicide dive over the ropes and onto Kyle but this causes Shaw to go after her... To which Andi quickly catches her with a Japanese arm drag takedown, about to use her educated feet to headscissor Shaw, but O’Neill quickly escapes the the hold and when Andi comes after her, she hits her with an arm drag takedown of her own, trying to scissor the space princess’s head. The alien however does a kip up with ease, walking away from Shaw with a yawn. O’Neill looks less than impressed by this before Kyle begins informing Andi that this is another loss for her. Shaw smirks and high-fives Kyle... But when she turns around she sees... Andi laying, draped over the top turnbuckle and waving at Shaw... O’Neill’s face one of annoyance.

Zack: Andi tonight is playing into the head of Shaw here, trying to keep her game in the early goings in this match... But you know once things get boiling, these two won’t be stopping for a break.

The San Jose crowd watches, expecting this match to be a sleeper hit of the night aplomb as Shaw suddenly irish-whips Andi into the ropes... Andi moves faster than Shaw can anticipate however, and has to quickly jump over the Lucky Star to get out of the way... Andi comes back on the rebound and Shaw leaps over her once again... But when Andi comes back off the rebound a third time, when Shaw jumps, she simply stops herself before forearm striking Shaw in the face! She grabs O’Neill by the back of the head and walks her over to the ropes before flinging her over!

...But Shaw grabs the top rope with both her hand as she hangs on the outside of the ring as Andi does a low bow. As Takata plays to her Starlights however, O’Neill skins the cat back into the ring before sliding back, waiting for Takata to turn around and catching her with an explosive scoop slam for her troubles! The crowd boos in this situation switch of momentum as O’Neill hops on her feet, looking down at Takata before going for the first pin of the match.

OOONNNNNNEEEE!!

KICKOUT!!

Zack: O’Neill with a beautiful scoop slam there and down goes Andi before she kicks out!

Takata gets the shoulder up, much to the relief of the crowd but Shaw continues working her over, rolling out of the ring and reaching through the ropes to drag Lucky Star out of the ring. She brings her outside on the ground before forcing Andi up and onto her left shoulder, eyeing the nearby ring pole. She takes off but has the wherewithal to instead of running into it, and letting Andi counter her, she stops a few feet and sends Takata shoulder first into the pole to the groans of crowd as Andi hugs her right shoulder with her left hand. Shaw quickly climbs up onto the apron and measures Andi as she lays on the ground, hugging her shoulder before Shaw comes down, bringing a fist drop and smacking Takata straight in the mouth with her fist as the crowd groans again. Shaw reaches down and grabs Andi Takata by the hair, forcing her to stand up before rolling her back into the ring, letting her front upper half hang out over the apron, under the third rope. Shaw climbs up to the turnbuckle and takes aim... Looking for another fist drop but this time Andi rolls into the ring, stumbling about and rubbing her jaw... When she turns around Shaw attempts a top rope version of her double axehandle, but drops immediately into a belly to belly overhead by Takata from out of nowhere!

Zack: That overhead suplex from out of nowhere by Andi and I think she’s about to build back her momentum.

Mai: And it won’t do her any good, especially with Shaw in the ring.

Andi turns back to see O’Neill back on one knee to which Takata screams “SHINING STAR!” She takes off on a running start towards Shaw, looking for that shining wizard upside the back of her head but O’Neill shoots up on her feet and catches Andi, spinning her halfway around and hitting a Wendigo style Double A Spinebuster from out of nowhere! Andi drops down on her back, writhing in pain with her right shoulder seeming to take enough of the brunt of the landing, keeping her in place as Quebec’s National Treasure sits herself up and quickly runs towards the farthest turnbuckle before she leaps far; Shaughnessy comes down on Andi with a top rope elbow drop from the heavens, driving it into Takata’s chest to the boos of the crowd! Once again Shaw hooks the legs and goes for the pin.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!

OOONNNNNNEEEE!!

TTTTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!

KICKOUT!!

Mai: GREETINGS FROM QUEBEC!

Zack: That is not a thing. Anyway, TOP ROPE ELBOW DROP FROM SHAW AND ANDI KICKS OUT!

Mai: It should be a thing.

The Space Princess shoots her arm up, looking a little punch drunk from the point of that elbow to the chest. Andi even flinches slightly, looking as though she’s bouncing up slightly before she lays back down on the ground. Shaw reaches down and grabs And by the hair, forcing her to sit up before asking her if she thinks the mockery of the Quebec flag is funny. Hilarious even. Shaw tells her go ahead and laugh if it’s so funny... To which Andi looks up and mouths, “Ha. Ha. Tabernac.” O’Neill looks down at her before walking backwards towards the ropes, rebounding and looking to hit Takata with a running low angle knee to the head! Andi however ducks this one, dropping flat on her back as Shaw misses, hitting the ropes chest first as Andi shoots up and the space princess grabs Shaw by the wrist before irish-whipping her into the corner! Takata however runs RIGHT after her and the moment O’Neill turns around, she eats the mother of all Yakuza Kicks, the impact echoing in the SAP Center as the Quebec native slowly drops to her knees and collapses on the ground. Andi grabs her by the arms and drags her to the center before rolling her for the cover.

Zack: Yakuza Kick! Shaw’s eyes may be permanently rolled in the back of her head!

OOONNNNNNEEEE!!

TTTTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

TTTHHHRRRR---!!

KICKOUT!!

A shoulder goes up from Shaw and she roughly pushes herself up as Takata goes for a stiff kick to the side of O’Neill’s thigh before going for a second, bringing her down to one knee. With O’Neill crouching Andi takes off for the ropes, rebounding to get a shining wizard off this time but Shaw rolls out of the ring, not about to get hit this time. Andi takes off for the ropes, going for a dive but O’Neill catches her on shoulders before hitting a flowing Samoan drop right on the ground, right shoulder first. Andi writhes, a hand instinctively squeezing her shoulder in pain as O’Neill rolls back into the ring and looks to be waiting for Andi to pop back up, perhaps so she can hit a baseball slide, or something else to knock the space alien back down. She’s still waiting however, the Quebec wrestler hopeful, motioning for Takata to get up... Waiting... Waiting. On the first sign of blue hair Shaw suddenly takes off and hops onto the second rope, looking to springboard into a flying knee drop but Andi moves quicker and kicks Shaw’s knee, sending her landing on her feet. She immediately rushes for Andi but the Lucky Star steps aside and SUUPAKICKS Shaw straight under the jaw, causing her to drop lick a sack of potatoes. Takata hops over the ropes and and begins motioning... Waving for O’Neill to get back up and once she’s even halfway up on one knee...

CCCCRRRRAAAACCKKKKKK!!

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!

Zack: SHINING STAR! MY GOD YOU COULD HEAR THE IMPACT OF THAT SHINING WIZARD ON THE BACK OF SHAW’S HEAD! THAT HAS TO BE IT!

OOONNNNNNEEEE!!

TTTTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!

...

TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

...

NNNOOOO!!

KICKOUT!!

Mai: THAT HAS TO BE NOTHING AND YOUR OPINION IS NOT WELCOME HERE!

With Shaw laying on the mat, face down... Andi slides right in front of her on her stomach... And begins slapping the mat, beckoning for Shaw to get up, begging for O’Neill to get up off her feet. Andi dares her to rise up, before slapping the mat again and the crowd now... The crowd now begins to follow the rhythm as it grows louder... Louder...A loud thrum growing in the arena as Shaw is on all fours now and Takata is on her knees, the space princess watching her... Daring her to stand up. Suddenly Shaw is on her knees, and Andi... Andi is standing over her, motioning for her to get up... Until Andi sees the referee’s attention suddenly turned on Kyle climbing on the apron and Andi HOPS right over Shaw to dropkick Kilmeade on the knee and send up off the apron! She hops back up and turns right around into Shaw toe kicking her in the stomach before forcing Takata’s head between her legs. She looks to be setting up for O’Neill’s Oblivion but Takata breaks away from out of nowhere! The One Woman Show shoves Andi towards the ropes but Takata executes a handspring, bouncing back and looking for the Space Crusher but Shaughnessy barely escapes in time before leaping on top of Takata as she turns around and slapping on a guillotine choke on her, legs coiling around her! The two women drop on the middle of the ring, Andi’s arms up, reaching for anything but Shaw has it locked in.

Mai: SHEERBROOKE SLEEPER HOLD! Let’s see the Space Princess get away from this!

The crowd is all behind Andi as she tries to start tagging the One Woman Show in the head but she is quickly slowing down as Shaw keeps trying to hold onto it... Keeps on holding on as Andi tries to slowly... Slowly use her legs to drag herself and Shaw towards the ropes. Inch by inch the two of them are going along as the San Jose crowd watches, hoping that Andi makes it to the ropes. O’Neill only squeezes her thighs tighter and REALLY wrenches on the hold and for a moment it looks as though this might be it as Andi’s arms go limp... Referee Fisk raises Takata’s arm once...

...It falls.

Takata’s arm raises again.

It falls.

The crowd is hush as Fisk raises Andi’s arm for the third time...

...

But Takata’s arm raises before it wraps around Shaw’s back! O’Neill’s eyes go wide as the crowd watches when Andi, with all her might, all the strength she has left uses her legs and DEADLIFTS O’Neill off the ground into a Northern Lights suplex! What looks as though it’s about to succeed in freeing Andi... Shaw keeps the hold applied, squeezing.... Clenching but her back looking as though it’s aching her... Takata tries to free herself with more shots... But she’s fading and fading fast.

Zack: Damn it Andi nearly escaped and could have even kept rolling through on a pin but Shaw will not give that hold up for anything.

Once again Fisk raises Andi’s arm.

...It falls.

Takata’s arm raises again.

It falls.

Once more...

...

...

It falls.

DING! DING! DING!

Maggie: HERE IS YOUR WINNER... “THE ONE WOMAN SHOW” SHAUGHNESSY O’NEILL!!

The SAP Center is not at all happy by this development as Shaughnessy rolls away and sits on her knees until Kyle slides in. He shoulder shoves Fisk out of the way so he can raise Shaw’s hand properly to the booing crowd.

Zack: I don’t have to like it, even enjoy it but ladies and gentlemen Shaw walks out of Fury victorious over Andi and I hope that this isn’t a sign of things to come for the BSX.

Mai: That makes one of us, Zack. Heh. Hehe... HAHAHAHA! ...That makes one of us.

We cut elsewhere.







Maggie: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is for the FFW Evolution Championship!!!

Zack: A long overdue opportunity at some gold awaits Missy coming up as she meets Steph Stefano for the Evolution title.

Mai: I’m pretty sure they know who’s challenging for the title. They do tend to promote these things we call Pay Per View, Zack.

The lights in the arena go off before a single purple spotlight hits the stage. As the opening bars of Wild Side by Cross My Heart Hope To Die starts to play Missy appears at the entrance way. Missy stands perfectly still, as her head stays bent, looking towards the ground and her manager Christian Kincaid walks out to stand behind her.

I've been on my best behavior
But I've heard that good girls finish last
And once you're gone they say no one can save you
But who knows if I go I may never want to ever come back
We've all fell victim to temptation
It seems that I'm the last one holding on
What's the use in fighting for my salvation
And why does it feel so damn right to want to be so wrong


At the side of Missy purple lights flash on and off, looking almost like fireworks, causing a wave of oohs and cheers to escape from the crowd. As the lights subside, Missy raises her arms up to the air and a single white spotlight accompanies the move.

I just wanna dance with the devil tonight
I wanna know what it feels like
I wanna close my eyes, put my hands in the sky
I wanna walk on the wild side


Maggie: Introducing at this time…. Hailing from Leeds, England and weighing in at One hundred and twelve pounds… she is MIIIIISSSSSY!

Missy makes her way down the ramp to the ring keeping her eyes straight ahead, focussing on the ring, with Christian following a few steps behind. When she reaches the ring she slowly climbs the steel steps, building the crowd to fever pitch with anticipation, she climbs elegantly between the bottom and middle rope and climbs up onto the middle rope. She smirks before blowing a kiss out to the crowd as her theme music ends. Christian darts to the back.

Zack: It’s hard to argue the fact that Missy has earned an opportunity like this. She spent the majority of 2017 undefeated, and it was the new COO who made sure she got what she deserved.

Mai: I won’t argue with you about it, especially as I don’t like her opponent at all. So I hope Steph gets curb stomped into next year before this is over.

“God money I'll do anything for you. God money just tell me what you want me to.
God money nail me up against the wall. God money don't want everything he wants it all.
No you can't take it! No you can't take it! No you can't take that away from me!
No you can't take it! No you can't take it! No you can't take that away from ME..!”


The strange wails of “Head Like A Hole” begin to sing out as fog begins to envelope the top of the ramp and a green spotlight begins to try and cut through the haze of the fog. The hands of the many fans begin to reach through the fog, giving the image similarity to the souls of the damned reaching up through the abyss. Suddenly two figures begin to emerge through the thick green smog and make their way down to the ramp. The Witch of Wall Street is reading a newspaper as she walks to the ring, joined by Christian Kincaid. Around her waist is her title belt secured snuggly.

“HEAD LIKE A HOLE! BLACK AS YOUR SOUL!
I’D RATHER DIE THAN GIVE YOU CONTROL!
HEAD LIKE A HOLE! BLACK AS YOUR SOUL!
I’D RATHER DIE THAN GIVE YOU CONTROL!”


Maggie: Accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid...  From Berkeley, California and weighing in tonight at 170 pounds... She is THE WITCH OF WALL STREET AND YOUR FFW EVOLUTION CHAMPION... THIS IS *THE* STEPH STEFANO!

Steph rolls her newspaper up and talks with Christian a few moments. After nodding she rolls into the ring, and runs to the nearest turnbuckle, one foot on the top and the other on the second. Look out to the cheering crowd among green spotlights she removes her title from her waist and raises it to the cheering crowd before hopping down as the lights return to normal.

Zack: Steph has been a very strong Evolution Champion, turning back the challenge of Hall of Famer Valerie Lamb in her most recent defense.

Mai: No matter who wins this, you know Alysson is waiting. I think she could destroy either one of these two honestly.

The official, Angela Keanan, checked on Missy and asked her to stay in her corner as she approached Steph Stefano. The Witch of Wall Street raised the Evolution Championship into the air once more before she took one long lingering look at the title and then handed it off to the official. Keanan took the title across the ring, presenting it to Missy before the referee raised it over her head for all the crowd to see before she finally headed towards the corner, handing it off to a ringside attendant. The official checked once more with both wrestlers that they were ready to begin and called for the bell.

*DING! DING! DING!*

Mai: There’s the bell, go smack the stupid out of her, Missy! I’ll treat you to a tongue bath if you want...win or lose!

As soon as the bell started to ring, Stefano charged across the ring towards Missy, catching the English woman as she tried to come out of her corner with a chop to her chest, followed by a second that sent her back into the corner. Immediately the Californian began to throw forearm smashes into her foe’s jaw; Missy covering up as the referee told Stefano to allow her out of the corner and begin the count, getting to three before Steph took a couple of steps backwards, only for her to lower her shoulder and drive three quick shoulder thrusts into Missy’s abdomen. Again the referee ordered the break only for the Witch of Wall Street to deliver a fourth shoulder thrust, holding her shoulder into the Leeds native’s gut as she lifted her onto her shoulders, took a step backwards and slammed her down into the mat with a Samoan Drop.

Zack: Missy is learning early what kind of power the Evolution Champion possesses, and that’s not just for show.

Mai: Most of Missy’s opponents are stronger or bigger than her, this doesn’t count for anything. She finds a way more often than not.

Missy sat up and tried to rise to her feet only to get cut off as Stefano wrapped her arms around her waist and instantly drove her back into the ring canvas with a German suplex. Again Missy rolled and tried to get to her feet only for Steph to grab a handful of hair and jerk her backwards into a hair pull backbreaker, keeping hold of Missy’s hair as she pulled her back upright and into an inverted headlock - ignoring the referee’s reprimand for pulling on the hair - and jerked her down once again into another backbreaker. Missy held her back as she rolled away onto the canvas and the Witch of Wall Street followed her, dropping a knee into her spine. The Evolution Champion held her knee against the challenger’s spine as she reached forward to lock in a chinlock, pulling her head upwards and backwards to put pressure on her spine. Keanan dropped down to ask Missy if she wanted to quit, getting a ‘No’ from the Yorkshire woman that prompted Steph to pull back further on her head; only to get another ‘No’ from the challenger as the referee asked.

Mai: I’ve never seen Missy give up in a match, but I have seen her pass out. In either case, i think Stefano better go for pinfalls tonight.

Zack: Hey, that’s a pretty astute observation right there. I’ll give you the money for a couple shots at the bar if you can keep that up the whole match.

Stefano released her hold and came quickly to her feet only to drop an elbow into the small of Missy’s spine, driving the English woman back to the mat as she pushed onto all fours. As the Evolution Championship rose to her feet, she pulled Missy up with her only to scoop her up off her feet and slammed her down to the canvas with a powerslam. Missy’s back arched up off the mat as she landed, only for Stefano to head towards the ropes, bouncing off them and delivered a back splash across her foes body. The Evolution Champion sat up as she landed the move and Missy rolled away, starting to rise to a vertical base only for the Wicked Witch to stalk around behind her and deliver a forearm into her opponent’s lower back that saw her eyes go wide in pain. A second forearm followed it as Steph put all of her power into the blow, bringing Missy up onto her tiptoes as she froze up in pain. The Berkeley born grappler threw one more forearm before she spun the contender around to face her, instantly lifting her off her feet and into a sitout sidewalk slam. As they landed on the mat, Stefano leaned over Missy, hooking her inside leg as Keanan slid into position to make the count.

One…

Two…

Zack: Steph with a near fall, and Missy’s gotta find a way to avoid some of Steph’s offensive barrage. These shots are doing a lot of damage.

Mai: She’s built like a fa----Steph is definitely causing damage with those blows. But Missy has waited too long for this chance to go down that fast.

Missy kicked out; the official showing the two count to all involved - not that the Champion paid her any attention as she was already helping Missy back to her feet with a grasp on her wrist. Jerking her forward Stefano buried a raised knee into the smaller woman’s gut before she spun her around and Irish whipped her across the ring into the turnbuckle. Missy hit the corner hard, back arching away from the pads as agony shot across her face for a moment. Meanwhile Stefano measured up and charged towards her, leaving her feet for a stinger splash… only for “The” Steph Stefano to meet turnbuckle pads chest first thanks to Missy quickly slipping through the ropes and out to the apon. The Evolution Champion staggered backwards, only getting two steps before she received an enzugiri kick to the back of her head sending her falling face first into the top turnbuckle.

Mai: Look at those head shots, Zack. You can tell she’s softening up Steph for the curb stomp she likes to use so much.

Zack: You’re right there, Mai. This is a refreshing change of pace. I didn’t realize this would  work with you, or I’d have done it ages ago.

Once more Stefano stumbled backwards, holding her face this time as Missy quickly climbed up to the top rope, launching herself into a missile dropkick that caught Stefano square in the chest sending her falling backwards to the canvas. The Evolution Champion rolled to the side and began to rise to her feet as Missy did likewise; the Leeds native immediately charging towards Stefano, driving a front kick into her gut; planting her foot and using it as a platform to explode upwards into a backflip kick that caught her in the jaw. Stefano fell backwards, trying to stay upright as the Yorkshire woman landed on her feet and charged forward once more, leaving her feet yet again as she hooked Steph’s head, spiking her downwards with a jumping DDT. The Wicked Witch rolled over onto her back and Missy made the cover.

One…

Tw-

Zack: You can tell there’s a certain level of respect between them. Missy and Steph have no personal issues other than the fact they both want to be the Evolution Champion.

The Evolution Champion kicked out of the pinfall and started to come to her feet only getting as far as her knees before falling victim to a running knee to the jaw from her opponent. The blow brought Stefano upright causing her to reel away as Missy darted past her into a springboard off the middle rope into a disaster kick that caught her opponent on the jaw, knocking her back to the mat. The Berkeley native scrambled to her feet, Missy watching her all the way back to a vertical base before she took off towards. The Leeds native launched herself into a double knee strike into Steph’s chest causing her to fall backwards into the ropes as she tried to keep her balance. She bounced off the ropes and Missy used her momentum against her to flip the bigger woman up and over with a Northern Lights suplex that she bridged into another pinfall attempt.

One…

Two…

...TH-

Mai: She almost pinned Sha----I mean, Steph! That was a close one. Missy’s stronger than she looks.

Zack: There’s a lot of strength inside that petite body, no question about it.

The Evolution champion kicked out and rolled away and started to push upwards as Keanan confirmed the two count to Missy who was already back on her feet, ignoring the official as she quickly headed towards her foe. Before the Californian could make it any further than her knees, the Leeds born wrestler came up behind her and went to apply a cobra clutch. Stefano fought against the hold as she tried to prevent Missy from locking it in but the Leeds born wrestler was tenacious and persistent in her attempts, battling against Stefano. Finally she managed to get the hold locked in tight and leaned into it, applying more pressure as she attempted to make it as effective as possible. Steph struggled in the hold, desperately trying to free herself only for her movements to start to flag as she seemed to fade. The referee raised her arm only for it to drop. Keanan raised it again and it dropped once more.

Zack: Steph may be on Dream Street right now, and we’re just one arm drop away from crowning a brand new Evolution Champion.

Mai: Imagine the joy in the Chaotic Temptation locker room!

The official lifted the Champions hand once more and this time it stayed up, Stefano reaching back for Missy’s head as she began to fight her way up to her feet. As she got her feet underneath her, Missy leapt up onto her back and applied a body scissors tightly trying to squeeze the air out of the powerhouse’s body as she tried to tighten up the cobra clutch tighter. Steph continued to fight against the hold as she staggered backwards, picking up steam as she drove Missy back first into the nearest turnbuckles. As the hold was released the Evolution Champion stepped forward gasping for breath before she turned to face her challenger, pulling her out of the corner by her wrist only to send her upwards into a back body drop. Missy held her back as she sat up and began to get back to her feet where Stefano caught her with a thrust to the throat. As the Leeds native started to gasp for air, Steph stepped past her and took her down to the canvas with a neckbreaker.

Zack: We’ve been informed that the winner of this match meets Alysson Gardner in their next title defense. You know she’s back there watching the monitor right now.

Mai: Maybe she is if it’s Missy. But she has faced Stefano before, and she hasn’t really changed her game too much since then.

Missy kicked her feet in agony as she held her neck in her hands before she started to come back to a vertical base only to get caught with a Thesz press. Stefano landed on top of her and immediately fired off rapid fire hammer like blows to her face. Keanan called for the break and used the count to get the Wicked Witch to roll away on four and back to her feet, encouraging Missy to do likewise. As the Leeds native began to get to her feet she found herself caught in a standing headlock; Stefano cinched it in tight before she took off towards the corner driving her headfirst into the middle turnbuckle with a bulldog. Steph released the hold on impact, Missy taking a step backwards, before she fell and landed on her ass, holding her neck in agony. Her strong woman opponent circled around behind her and deadlifted her upwards, sitting her on the middle turnbuckle facing the crowd. Stefano drove two quick stiff forearms into her spine. Keanan ordered the Evolution Champion to let her foe out of the corner only to see Steph deliver a hanging neckbreaker from the second rope to the Leeds native, slamming her into the canvas. Quickly Steph made the cover, hooking both of Missy’s legs as she did so.

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Zack: It was that close to a successful retention for the champion, but it’s like we have talked about throughout this match. Missy has waited too long for this, and it’s going to take a yeoman’s effort to put her away.

Mai: I want you to tell me what a yeoman is sometime, Zack.

Missy’s shoulder popped up from the canvas at the final moment; Angela Keanan showing the two count to the Berkeley native who shook her head in response. The Wicked witch pulled the challenger to her feet and shoved her backwards into the ropes as she fired her off into the opposite ropes, catching her on the return with a spinebuster. Missy tried to roll away, holding her back in pain, slowly coming to her feet where the Evolution title holder was waiting for her, measuring her up as she set off across the ring, bouncing off the ropes and into a swinging neckbreaker that took the Englishwoman down to the canvas. Holding her neck, Missy’s body spasmed in pain as she kicked her feet against the mat only for Steph to make another cover, hooking her leg as she did so.

One…

Two…

...THRE--

Mai: See here, Steph has been deviating a bit from her usual backbreakers all night. And I think that could be what’s hemming her up.

Zack: Nothing wrong with adding new wrinkles to your arsenal, especially when your opponent is likely ready and looking out for your usual offense.

Again Missy rolled the shoulder before the three count could be completed, once more finding herself pulled up to her feet where Steph took hold of her wrist and used every ounce of her strength to hurl into the corner. Missy hit the turnbuckle pads hard, holding her back in agony as she staggered towards the middle of the ring. Stefano quickly moved forwards to meet her coming out, trapping her arm behind her in a hammerlock, lifting her off feet and trapping her head before she moved to the middle of the ring and slammed her down hard with a voodoo drop, making the cover immediately after.

Mai: I think that might be all for Missy!

One…

Two…

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

Zack: Not just yet! The impact from that was devastating, and I’m not sure how much more the challenger has left in the proverbial gas tank.

Missy’s shoulder once more popped up from the mat to break up the pinfall; Keanan showed the two count to Stefano who shook her head in disbelief at the two count. Steph pounded the mat in frustration, beating her fists against the canvas as she stared at her opponent who had rolled to the side, holding her back in agony before she finally started to force her way to her feet. As she got there, Steph was already vertical, driving a headbutt into Missy’s face before wrapping her arms around her waist, locking in a bear hug. The Leeds native screamed in pain as Stefano dug her hands into her spine as she squeezed the life out of her. As she stopped shaking her, Angela Keanan asked the Englishwoman if she wanted to quit only to get a ‘No’ from the woman. Steph shook her once more and as Keanan asked for the submission again, Missy bell clapped her arms together against Stefano’s ears. She bell clapped her a second time, getting the release. It was short lived, however, as Stefano recovered quickly, grabbing hold of Missy by the wrist and firing her into the ropes. As Missy came back, Steph threw her up into the air in an attempt to execute the Debt Collector pop-up lariat that Missy countered into a hurricanrana.

Zack: DEBT COLLE-NOOOO!! Missy saw it coming, and drilled the champion!

The Englishwoman held her back as she forced her way up to her feet. Stefano had already having through the hurricanrana and to a vertical base, charging forward as she attempted to regain the upper hand, only to be caught by Missy with a monkey flip that sent her up and over. Again Steph rose to her feet quickly and the Leeds born wrestler ran at her, leaping into the air as she hooked her head, spun around and around before she spiked her head down into the canvas with a satellite DDT. The Berkeley native slowly began to push up to all fours and then to her feet only for Missy to slam her face first into the canvas with a sitout facebuster. Holding her back, Missy rolled over, taking her opponents back and pulled her upwards into a camel clutch, sitting low as she interlocked her fingers underneath her jaw as she pulled Stefano’s head backwards, bending her spine.

Mai: Too bad all that camel’s humps are on the---never mind. Missy has this well applied, and keeping Steph grounded is her best option really.

Zack: You’re right there, Mai. When Steph is on her feet, she tends to be dominant, especially against smaller opponents.

Keanan asked Steph if she wanted to quit only to get a definitive no from the defending Champion. Missy pulled back further in the hold, wrenching on Stefano’s neck, bending her back further in the camel clutch. Still Steph refused to quit to the submission hold, clenching and gritting her teeth in determination as she resisted the hold. Once more Keanan asked her if she wanted to quit - a sputtered ‘no’ came in response from the powerful woman as she started to inch forward, getting her knees underneath her as she started to show off her strength by starting to rise to her feet. As she got vertical, Missy fell backwards, landing on her feet behind Stefano.

Zack: Steph started powering out of that, and Missy did the smart thing there. If she had stayed any longer, I think she’d have regretted it.

Mai: She doesn’t want Steph falling on her. No, that wasn’t a jab. And these better be really good shots you’re buying. I have all this material...

As the Italian-American spun around Missy left her feet and caught Steph with a codebreaker to her jaw. The Evolution Champion landed on her knees and half-bounced, half rolled to the side before she began to sit up. Missy forced herself back up to her feet and again she measured up her opponent as she got to one knee before she came forward and, stepping up onto her bent knee and delivered a shining wizard. Stefano collapsed onto her back and Missy dove on top of her, hooking both legs for the pinfall.

One…

Two…

...THRE--

Mai: Damn near a knockout blow right there, and Missy is so close I can taste it! I’m sure she can too!

Steph kicked out before the three count and Missy rolled away and came straight up to her feet, measuring up Stefano. As the Evolution Champion rolled to all fours, Missy darted forward leaving her feet and delivered the Mischief Maker curb stomp to the back of her head, driving her face first into the canvas. Quickly the Leeds native rolled her foe onto her back and made the cover, hooking her legs as she did so.

Mai: SHE HIT IT! NEW CHAMPION!!

One…

Two…

...THREE!!!!!!!!!NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Zack: The MISCHIEF MAKER!! She hit it, but Steph still has that little bit extra! I just don’t know how much of it there is left.

Steph’s shoulder shot up at the last moment to break the count. The Leeds woman shook her head as Keanan showed her the two count and she got back to her feet. She watched as her opponent rolled onto her front and began to push back up to her hands and knees, Missy letting her get that far before she launched herself into the air into a somersault leg drop across the back of her neck. Stefano grimaced in agony, holding the back of her neck only for Missy to pull her upwards, hooking her head for a suplex only to lift her off her feet and drop her stomach first over her top rope, using it to slingshot her upwards before she spiked her down on her head with a modified DDT. The move stood Stefano on her head before she fell backwards onto her head.

Zack: You want to talk about serious and devastating impact, you just saw it! Steph got planted, and Missy has to be thinking she’s close to the promised land!

Mai: YYAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSS!! I meant every word about that tongue bath.

Missy rose to her feet and looked down at the Evolution Champion before she squatted down in the corner, hands together and elbows between her legs before she sprung to her feet. Missy pressed a hand against her back as she stepped out onto the apron and climbed up to the top rope. She measured up her foe before she launched herself into the Li’l Miss Mischief frog splash...that got nothing but canvas as Steph rolled away at the last moment into the corner.

Mai: LI’L MISS MISCHIE--NOOOOO BABY NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Zack: Missy went for the frog splash, but Steph drained the pool!

Missy bounced upwards of the mat onto her knees and cradled her gut while Steph pulled herself up using the ring ropes in the corner. The pair got to their feet at the same time, Missy turning towards her foe only to get caught with a front kick into her gut. As she bent double, Steph placed her hands underneath her arm pits and hurled her up into the air before she connected with the pop-up lariat completing the Debt Collector. Missy rolled to the side, holding her back again as Steph held the back of her head as she leaned against the ropes, trying to clear the cobwebs. Slowly the English woman came back to her feet slowly only for Stefano to grab her arm from behind, quickly getting her in a half nelson that she used to drive her downwards into her knee for a backbreaker. She kept the half-nelson applied, jerking Missy back up to her feet only to scoop her up onto her shoulders, holding her their in an Argentine backbreaker rack as she circled around the ring. As she reached the middle of the ring, Steph hurled Missy upwards and brought her down from the Argentine rack into a double knee backbreaker. Steph stayed laid back on the mat for a couple of moments after delivering the move before she started to move, rolling to her hands and knees before she crawled towards Missy, rolling her onto her back and falling across her to make the cover.

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Zack: I think she would have had it if she had made the cover quicker! But those few seconds gave Missy a chance to collect her marbles!

Mai: Who collects marbles in 2018? Seriously!

Missy kicked out of the pinfall before the three count, causing the Italian American to roll away and slowly sit up. She glared at Missy as Keanan showed her the two count once more. Stefano rose to her feet, measuring up her foe as Missy held her back and slowly started to push upwards, getting to all fours before Steph darted forward looking to deliver the Headline running punt to the side of her head. That saw Missy jerk her head out of the way at the last second and force herself up to her feet, catching Stefano from behind and drop her backwards with a side suplex. Missy rolled away and pulled herself up using the ring ropes as Stefano did likewise causing the Leeds woman to charge across the ring, springboarding off the middle rope and into a double knee strike that caught the Berkeley native perfectly to the jaw. Missy landed on her feet and followed the springboard move with another knee drop to her body. With a kick of adrenaline, Missy kipped up to her feet and once more she ran to the ropes, springboarding off them once more - this time into a moonsault… that saw her crash down across Steph’s knees.

Zack: Another miss, and Missy caught all of Steph’s knees she could ever want in a lifetime right there!

Mai: Fuck those free shots! Missy, whip that fat ass bitch! C’mon, get up!!

Missy rolled away holding her gut, kicking her feet against the mat in agony and Steph quickly used the dive upon the Leeds native’s back, driving her fists into her spine over and over again before she pushed upwards and delivered an elbow drop into Missy’s spine. Steph rolled away and pushed herself up to her feet as Missy held her back as she forced her way back to all fours. Steph glared at her before she advance upon the challenger and locked in the Dead Precedence, squatting as she used the chickenwing/sharpshooter combination to lean backwards, lifting her torso in the air, exerting immense pressure on Missy’s back. The referee asked the Englishwoman if she wanted to quit, getting a ‘No’ at first; Stefano pulling back further on the hold, increasing the pressure. Missy still refusing to quit - even as her face screwed up in agony, tears forming in her eyes before she finally stopped responding at all. Keanan called for the bell; Steph not releasing the hold until she heard it ring and when she did, Missy collapsed face first to the canvas, as Angela Keanan retrieved the Evolution Championship.

Mai: Worst decision ever! Poor Missy!

Maggie: Here is your winner, by way of submission and STILL FFW Evolution Champion … “THE” STEPH STEFANO!!!!

Zack: Missy has nothing to be ashamed of, she stayed in it as long as she could. But in the final analysis, the Evolution Championship remains with that woman right there: Steph Stefano!

Mai: I say let’s go 2 out of 3 right now! Ring the bell!

Zack: Get over it! Missy showed determination out the wazoo, but Steph proves once again why she is and still remains the FFW Evolution Champion.

Angela Keanan presented Steph with her title belt, raising her hand in the air as Christian Kincaid slid into the ring, checking on Missy as she stayed laid on the mat, holding her back in agony, but giving him a nod of her head. He got to his feet and raised Steph’s hand, congratulating her on her victory before going back to Missy, helping her to the outside and to her feet and up the entrance ramp. As he did so, The Steph Stefano began to celebrate in the ring, heading towards the corner, holding the title above her head to the cheers of the crowd before the show cut elsewhere.



Curtain Jump

As the Evolution Championship match came to an end with Steph still celebrating in the ring, the camera heads back to Zack and Mai sitting in the booth.

Zack: Coming up in a matter of moments, fans, is one of the most crucial tag team matches in recent memory. This is a must win for the Scarborough Fair and Leona as they prepare to face the Franchise.

Mai: Neither Leona nor the Fair deserve anything but an ass kicking. And that’s what they are going to get tonight momentarily.

Zack: You’re welcome to your---hang on, there’s something going on behind the curtain! We’re sending a camera right now!

The next shot we see is behind the curtain as Missy passes through, and immediately Rhea Laskaris comes out of the shadows and blindsides her with a clothesline to the floor. Production staff scatter as Rhea pulls her up by the hair, and slams her to the floor.

Mai: Oh look, Rhea’s still here! And isn’t that nice? She found Missy!

Zack: These two have issues in SVW….and they’ve spilled over! She’s not supposed to be here!

Missy, already worn down and weakened, is scooped up by Rhea before the Grecian powerhouse puts her through one of the tables with equipment set across it. Security finally arrives as Christian and Steph come through the curtain. Both of them try to help Missy get away before security tangles with Rhea, trying to subdue her. Christian and Steph manage to get Missy out of the area as the trainers come to check on her, while Rhea is throwing hands at security. She nails several of them before she turns to see where Missy is, and finds her gone until Kyle shows up.

Kyle: HEY HEY!! She’s with me, alright? She’s got a pass, let her go!

Security starts to move back as Kyle gives Rhea a shoulder rub as she stares at the officers, gently grabbing her arm.

Kyle: C’mon, they don’t want anything to do with you.

Listening to him, she follows Kyle out of sight before we cut back to Zack and Mai again.

Mai: Kyle is about the only one, I think, who can control Rhea when she gets like that. I need someone like that for me.

Zack: They should throw her out of here, there’s no reason for her to be here. And there’s even less reason to attack Missy after a match like that.


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The issues between the two factions are shown in a highlight package, as well as Seth’s announcement about the 6 woman tag and it’s stipulations. We then head back to the live show with Maggie standing by in the ring.

Zack: You’d be hard-pressed to find a tag match with more riding on it than the one we are about to see. I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks!

Mai: So have I, but likely for different reasons. But it’s always nice to see a trio of world class talent working together, and then whatever you want to call Leona and the midnight tokers.

Maggie: The following 6 woman tag match is scheduled for one fall! If Leona Vega and the Scarborough Fair win, Mickey and Raquel will receive a Unity Tag Title shot! But if the Franchise wins, the Fair receive no shot and Savannah Taylor will be added to the main event of Relentless for the FFW Championship!

The thumping war drums and the mysterious flute of "Aztec Temple" hit the sound system. The crowd comes alive as the Aztec Warrior Leona Vega comes through the main gate, looking over the cheering crowd, soaking it in for a bit. She points at two random spots into the audience before letting out a loud roar, which is followed by a lion's roar echoing through the sound system. She then slowly makes her way down the entrance ramp, sharing a high-five with the fans in attendance with their arms out for her.

Maggie: Introducing first, from Monterrey, Mexico... LEONA VEGA!

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

Zack: Leona Vega has a guaranteed shot at the FFW Championship at Relentless, but tonight her goal is to make sure Savannah Taylor isn’t part of that match!

Mai: If she was any kind of competitor, she’d tell Samantha to put Savannah in the match anyway. She deserves it, and not just because she’s the best looking woman in FFW!

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

Maggie: From Berkeley, California... At a combined weight of 240 pounds and accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid... Mickey and Raquel... THE SCARBOROUGH FAIR!!

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

As the chords of “The Little Things” screech, the entire arena gets filled with cheers. Spotlights of yellow and pink and green flicker through the crowd and the arena darkens as the music plays. Mickey and Raquel emerge from the top of the ramp with a ladder in tow, holding it up together. Raquel and Mickey put down the ladder and high-five after coming down while Christian watches on with a smile. Fair and Scarborough roll into the ring before climbing opposite turnbuckles, soaking in the cheers with wily grins before talking strategy in the corner as their music fades out while Christian keeps an eye on the ladder.

Zack: Conspicuous by her absence is Steph Stefano, but considering she just had a match, I can see why she isn’t here. I’m sure Christian has the Fair in game shape, because he wants them to get a Unity title shot almost as much as they do.

Mai: Doesn’t he make enough money yet? While I have no problem with CK, I don’t care a whit about the Scarborough Fair. And they are going to get quite the lesson along with Leon in there.

The lights in the arena go almost out, allowing yellow and blue strobes to take effect as the quietly intense opening of Rev Theory’s “Something New” starts over the speakers. On the sound of the notes, the crowd jeers and from under the stage, The Brazilian Storm, Bianca and Mel, are lifted. The FFW Unity Tag Team Championship belts can be seen around their waists.

Love to hate, repeating my mistakes
Now there's no one left to listen...
No one left to listen...
Take a chance, and fuck the consequence
When there's no one left to listen...
No one left to listen...

The two friends look to each other, grin and fist bump. Looking out around them, they continue to grin at the reaction they’re getting. From there, they begin their walk towards the ring.

Right now! We’re taking control!
Tired of waiting! Tired of waiting!
For something new!
Right now! We’re taking control!
Tired of waiting! Tired of waiting!
For something new!

Ignoring the outstretched arms of fans who want a high-five, the Brazilians make their way to the ring, where Mel pulls herself onto the apron using the ropes, and Bianca stops right under her, where the two rogues strike a pose, with Mel taking a soft dip of a bow, and Bianca unhooking the belt from her waist and holding it up high.

Maggie: And their opponents… From Rio de Janeiro and Porto Alegre, Brazil, the FFW UNITY TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… MEL AVILO… BIANCA SALVADOR… THE BRAZILIAN STORM!!!

Mel then steps into the ring and Bianca rolls under the bottom rope right afterwards. The two of them then make their ways to opposite turnbuckles, both climbing on the second rope and staring at the booing crowd, diminishing the negative welcome they’re getting from the crowd their own way as they taunt the crowd exposing their championship belts, before they hop back to the ring and meet once again in the center of the ring, sharing another fist bump, before they retreat to their corner to strategize.

Zack: The Brazilian Storm may be on their way to becoming one of the most dominant teams to hold the Unity titles. I expect them and Savannah to work like well oiled machinery tonight!

Mai: Of course, you would expect that. There’s no better team to work with than the Unity Champions. These two could probably handle the match, and let Savannah make some phone calls if she wanted.

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

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


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

"Inside me a light was turned on…"

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

"Then I was alive!"

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

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

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


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

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


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

Zack: Savannah looks as ready as I’ve ever seen her. With confidence like that, she could book herself into Leona’s FFW title match at Relentless. You gotta know that’s the goal for the Franchise.

Mai: Savannah would make a brilliant FFW Champion. I’d love to see her compete for it. She’d stomp Jo or Kaoru without breaking a sweat. Imagine how gorgeous she’d look with that title.

Referee Kevin Fisk checks all three women before he calls for the bell to start the match. Each team converses briefly with their partners before Mel and Mickey start for their teams. Mickey points back at the Unity titles at the timekeeper’s table, letting Mel know what they want. The powerhouse waves her forward as the pair lock up in the center. Mel easily starts to push Mickey backwards before merely shoving her to the mat, then telling her to get up again. Mickey does just that, and locks up with Avilo once more. Again, Mel shoves her down to the mat without barely budging from where she stood. Mickey looked to be getting a little frustrated as she got to her feet, taking off towards the ropes and trying to bring Mel down with a shoulder tackle. But it only put Mickey on the mat as Mel shook her head.

Zack: I appreciate Mickey’s determination, but she’s not gonna push a powerhouse like Mel Avilo around tonight at Fury.

Mai: Or any other night. She keeps running into a brick wall, but I don’t mind because I enjoy watching it. Try to do it again, Mickey!

Scarborough got back to her feet, shaking her head and taking off for the ropes again. She hit them quickly, and bounced back towards Mel who tried to catch her with a clothesline. But it didn’t work as Mickey ducked underneath it, bounced off the other side and caught Mel with a chop block before she could turn around fully. It brought the Unity Champion to a knee as Mickey kipped up, and started unloading with a furious barrage of lefts and rights across Mel’s back. The Unity Champion started back to her feet, shoving Mickey backwards. When she turned to face her would-be challenger, Mickey caught her with a dropkick to the chest that put her down on the mat. Mickey used a double stomp to Mel’s body as she tried to sit up, and hit the ropes again this time with a senton back splash in mind that landed perfectly. Christian looked on with a smile from ringside.

Zack: That’s what Mickey has to do against a woman like Mel. Take her off her feet, and keep her there. Speed kills in this environment.

Mai: Why don’t you stop? You’ve never managed anyone or even competed in a match. Leave the in-ring analysis to me. Here’s what you should say. Ahem...Mickey fluked herself into control.

Mickey quickly ducks back to the corner, and makes the tag to Raquel. As Mel starts to get up, Mickey catches her with a superkick to the knee followed by a shining bionic elbow between the eyes from Raquel. The two then take off for opposite sides of the ring, and catch Mel with a hip check to the head from both sides before Mickey rolls out to the floor. Raquel drives elbows into the top of Mel’s head as she sits on her knees. As Mel began to rise, Raquel caught her with a discus forearm smash to the mouth that dropped her before she made a quick cover.

Mai: How long was the referee going to let those two double team?! Mel’s nowhere close to being done!

ONE!!!

TW-NOPE!!

Mel shoved her off the cover as the two was coming down, and Raquel was right back to her feet. As the Brazilian started back to her feet, Raquel went for a spinning heel kick. But Mel caught her foot, jerked her forward and then sent her flying with a t-bone suplex. Avilo dropped a knee, trying to collect herself as Raquel started towards the corner.

Zack: Mel just flipped the script on Raquel right there, but you can see she’s had her running lights dimmed a little. Meanwhile, Raquel’s looking to create some distance.

Raquel finally made it to a neutral corner, and started back to her feet before Mel crushed her with a corner clothesline. She lowered her head, and began driving shoulder thrusts into her ribs before she finally scooped her up over one shoulder, walked to the center of the ring and connected with a modified Alabama Slam. She dropped down to make her own cover with a loose hook of the leg before Fisk slid into position.

Mai: I understand that’s how Mel puts grocery bags on the table too! She does everything with authority, Zack.

ONE!!

TWO-NOPE!!

Zack: Raquel’s taking a bit of a thumping here, but she still has a lot left to give. The Scarborough Fair have eyeballed those Unity titles for a long time!

Raquel kicked out as the two struck, causing Mel to pull her up by the hair to her feet. She bent her over one knee, and proceeded to drive her knee into Raquel’s body repeatedly as she held her in place. Fair dropped down to her knees when Mel let go. The powerhouse headed towards her corner, making a tag to Bianca. As Fair got back to her feet, Mel hoisted her up into position for a vertical suplex. Bianca immediately came off the top rope with a flying shoulder tackle to drive Raquel into the mat. As Mel stepped out, Bianca went for her own cover with a hook of the leg.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOO-NOPE!!

Zack: That’s one of the Storm’s favorite tandem moves, but it’s not enough at this point to send the Fair to the back of the Unity line.

Once more, Fair got her shoulder up. Bianca pummeled her with elbows to the side of the head before she rose back to her feet. She pulled her up next, and sent her across for the ride. Salvador looked to catch her with a big boot, but Raquel rebounded and rolled into a ball right to her corner to make the tag to Leona. The Aztec Warrior stepped through the ropes as Bianca turned to see her with a grin on her face. The two stared across at one another as Bianca waved her forward, and Leona took off to meet her! The two met with blistering right hands aimed at one another before Bianca began to get the better of the exchange. She backed her into the ropes before firing Leona across. Vega hopped up onto the middle rope, and springboarded off it with a meteora to Bianca’s chest before unloading with more punches after they landed.

Zack: These two were a tag team once upon a time, and it’s clear to me that time hasn’t healed all wounds between them!

Mai: I’m sure Bianca was expecting a bit more sportsmanship, maybe a handshake! But noo, Leona isn’t interested in that! She just wants to abuse poor innocent Bianca.

Vega rolled to her feet, and took off towards the ropes. Bianca got back up as well, only to get her head caught before Vega delivered her orbit DDT with quite a bit of spinning. Salvador stood on her head for a half second before falling to the mat, and Leona made the cover from there.

Zack: Good Lord, orbit DDT! And Bianca doesn’t know if she’s in San Jose or Cincinnati right now! There’s the cover!

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

TH-NOPE!!

Bianca kicked out after the two, and was immediately pulled to her feet by Leona. A trio of forearms caught her on the jaw before she fired her across to the far corner. Salvador struck back first as Leona measured her, and bolted towards her. She left her feet for a splash, only for Bianca to pop her up higher with her hands and let Vega land across the top turnbuckle with her head smacking the post.

Mai: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That was tremendous, Zack! Can we see that again, please?

Zack: That was absolutely devastating! I think Vega was going for a splash, and she made one alright! Quick thinking by Bianca, but Leona may have been knocked out right here.

Bianca pulled herself together, looking at Leona who had fallen to the canvas with sheer amusement on her face. The blonde got back to her feet as Leona barely stirred as she reached for the ropes in the corner. The brunette’s eyes were more than a little glassy as she tried to get to her knees, only for Bianca to bolt in with a knee trembler to the side of her head that dropped her back on the mat in a heap. The Unity Champion dragged her out of the corner, and dropped on top of her to make the cover.

Mai: I could watch Leona get kneed in the head all night, Zack. I love it when good things happen to deserving people. No title shot for the Fair!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE!!

The fall was broken up when Raquel came in, delivering a leg drop across the back of Bianca’s head. The blonde rolled off dazed as the referee escorted Raquel back to her corner. Bianca shook her head, and got back to her feet. She asked Savannah if she wanted to have some fun, and got an outstretched hand as her answer. She tagged in Savannah, who looked down with her head canted at Vega. The former Evolution Champion began to push up slowly to get back to her feet, only to eat a trio of European uppercuts from Savannah that rocked her backwards. A short arm clothesline followed that before Taylor sat her up, and applied a straitjacket choke with her knee in Leona’s back for added damage.

Mai: Watching Savannah work is a thing of beauty, Zack. Do you see how everything she’s done is to the airhead’s skull? And the best part is she’s going to have Leona choke herself out!

Zack: Savannah Taylor has surgical precision in her offense, and I don’t think Leona’s gotten over hitting the ring post earlier. These two could be seeing each other again at Relentless if Savannah gets her way about it.

As Savannah pulled Leona’s hands behind her, the Warrior’s face began to darken as she tried to breathe. The blonde leaned back, even letting her head hang back to look at the Fair with a grin on her face at what she was doing to their partner. She looked back to Leona, telling her to go to sleep as Raquel and Mickey started stomping the mat to try to get the crowd going. It was working as they began chanting the brunette’s name, which only served to make Savannah tried to pull the hold tighter while the referee asked Leona if she wanted to quit.

Zack: I’m not sure how Leona could give up in this hold, even if she wanted. The referee needs to use extreme caution, because this hold can be very dangerous!

Mai: She’s an airhead anyway. I’m surprised it’s working at all. You have to have a brain that works before cutting off oxygen to it is going to do any damage.

Leona’s eyes had fluttered as the hold continued to do its damage until Mickey came in, and delivered a stiff front kick into Savannah’s back. She broke the hold, and looked back with a cold stare before Mickey told her to come at her. The referee went to get Mickey out of the ring as Savannah turned her attention back to the downed Leona. She reached down to grab her before Leona caught her with a kick to the top of her head. It wobbled the blonde a moment, and Leona gave her two more before she made it back to her feet. She did so slowly, and Savannah was advancing on her. Taylor went to grab her before Leona hoisted Savannah on her shoulders, and fell backwards with a Samoan drop.

Zack: Leona’s got an opening here, and give an assist to Mickey! She needs to make a tag sooner than later though.

Mai: She’s not bright enough to think of that. She’ll probably try to keep fighting with Savannah, who is loads fresher than she is at this point even after a Samoan drop.

The crowd once again started getting behind Leona by chanting her name. She began to sit up, trying to clear the cobwebs as Savannah was already back to her feet. The blonde went to grab her by the head, only for Leona to catch her with a jawbreaker almost immediately. Taylor stumbled backwards into the ropes before Leona scooped her up on her shoulders to deliver her gutbuster! She immediately went for the cover as the referee lunged to make the count.

Zack: Uh oh, EL PILOTE!!  Taylor walked right into it, Vega’s gonna pull it out right here!!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE!!

The count never finished as Bianca yanked her former partner off Savannah by her feet. Vega rolled to her feet, and started firing shots at Bianca as a result!

Mai: No, she’s not. Savannah has the Storm right there, you think they are gonna let that happen?! Oh, look at Leona attacking people who aren’t tagged in!

The referee tried to get in between them to get Bianca out of the ring, while Savannah began to stir on the canvas. An angry expression on her face as she held her abdomen for a second, she pulled Leona towards her and delivered her corkscrew neckbreaker that dropped her immediately. Taylor went for the cover as Bianca left the ring, and the referee dove to make the count.

Mai: There’s THE GAMBLE! But I think it should be called the sure thing! The Franchise are gonna win, Zack!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-WHOA!

The count was broken up by a baseball slide from Mickey to Savannah’s head, which sent her rolling off the cover. Scarborough was headed back to her corner before she got tackled from behind by Mel. Savannah made the tag to Bianca as the referee then went to try to get Mel and Mickey out of the ring. Salvador jerked Leona up, and into position for her finisher. But Leona shoved her off, and caught her with a yakuza kick to the chest that nearly sent her through the ropes. Fisk finally got Mel and Mickey out of the ring just as Leona dove into her corner for the tag to Raquel.

Zack: This thing is breaking down all over the place! Bianca’s down, Leona’s made the tag! And here comes Raquel!!

Mai: That tag shouldn’t be allowed, the referee was trying to get Mel and Mickey out!

Bianca got back to her feet just as Raquel rushed her, catching her with a hard lariat that flipped her to the canvas. Mel came back in, and Raquel took off towards her with a dropkick to the chest that sent her back through the ropes to the floor. She took off towards the far side ropes, only for Savannah to grab her by the hair as she was about to bounce off. Taylor pulled her into the Franchise’s corner, hammering forearms into the side of her head before Raquel grabbed her head and dropped to her knees. Taylor’s neck snapped across the top rope, causing her to drop to the floor as she coughed heavily.

Zack: Raquel is a one woman wrecking crew, and she’s taking on the Franchise! Who else wants some?! Come and get it!

Mai: This is terrible, she’s attacking people who aren’t legal in the match! Disqualify her!

Bianca got back to her feet just as Raquel caught her with a superkick to the jaw that sent her into Mickey, who had come back in and delivered a second one that dropped her where she stood. Mickey hoisted Bianca up into a double chickenwing facebuster as Raquel springboards off the ropes screaming “NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLL” with a leg across the back of Bianca’s head before she gets spiked with the facebuster. Raquel dives into the cover as Mickey rolls out to intercept Savannah!

Zack: That’s the SUPER KAMI GURU BUSTER!! Raquel with the cover!

ONE!!!!!

Leona caught Mel with a diving clothesline off the apron as she tried to get back into the ring.

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Mai: NO BABY NO!! THIS ISN’T RIGHT!!

Fisk called for the bell to a roar from the crowd as Mickey and Leona joined Raquel in the ring. They helped her to her feet before the referee raised all three of their hands in victory.

Zack: It looks like the Scarborough Fair are getting their Unity title shot, and Leona’s not gonna have to deal with Savannah at Relentless!

Maggie: Here are your winners…….LEONA VEGA and THE SCARBOROUGH FAIR!!

Christian joined them next with a smile, applauding and hugging all three before they climbed onto different corners to rally the crowd.

Zack: Job well done for Leona and the Fair here in San Jose! The Franchise came up short, and you can bet there’s gonna be some lecturing from the owner tonight!

Leona and the Fair rolled out to the floor, joining hands and raising them together one last time as they backed up the ramp. Cold stares from the Franchise greeted them as we cut to a commercial for Relentless.






The show heads back into the arena as Maggie Rourke steps into the ring for the last time this evening.

Zack: It’s been a wild night so far, not the least of which is due to some of SVW’s roster showing up. Security is trying to round them up and get them out of here, but we got a little bit of business to attend to here….and that’s the FFW Championship! I’m joined by a banged up Andi Takata after her match with Shaw, but I knew she wouldn’t miss this.

Andi: It would take all of Quebec and thensome to keep me away from missing this, I’m glad I get to watch this close up! Just watch out for the icepacks there, Zack.

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

"Let's go."

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

Maggie: Coming to the ring..... Hailing from New Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 65 kilotons of power, she is the Nuclear Explosion of the Burning Star Express....

[Asaka runs and hops up onto the apron, hard cam side, climbing up the turnbuckles and raising up her arms upwards and then outward, like an explosive cloud.]

Atomic! Kaoru! Aaaaaaasaka!

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

Zack: Tonight, Kaoru Asaka is on the stage of history! She could be the first Japanese FFW Champion if she can solve the riddle of what it takes to defeat the champion tonight! This one’s a pick’em!

Andi: Fate has conspired to arrange their battle, transcending history and the cosmos, a tale of souls and swords, eternally retold! I’m not even sure what that means but it sounds good! Kaoru worked her ass off in all aspect to get herself here, and now that she’s made it, I hope she can pull off the win here. I want this for her so much!

The arena darkens, with only strobe lights which pulse gently giving any kind of light to the arena. Lights on the ramp pulse in pink and white, while in the middle of the ring, spotlights form the Irish Tricolour, all of this while dry ice is coming up from the stage and ramp, generating a buzz from the crowd. It’s then that the dark, sweeping entrance of Ronan Hardiman’s “Warriors” comes in, and a spotlight focuses on the stage, to which Jo McFarlane comes out from behind the curtain, to the cheers of the fans, her FFW Championship hanging over her shoulder.

Maggie: And her opponent, hailing from Edinburgh Scotland, by way of Derry, Northern Ireland, weighing one-hundred-and-twenty-seven-pounds, she is the reigning and defending FFW Champion, “The Living Firework” JOOOOO MCAFAAAAARLANE!

With the announcement out of the way, and the song underway, the redhead starts her way down the ramp, high fiving the fans as she heads down. Reaching the bottom of the ramp, she then turns to go around the ring, and carries on with the fans until she has gone full circle. Then, standing at the steps, she reaches across herself and removes her dress while being sure to not drop the belt, handing it to an attendant. As the music picks up pace, she moves quickly towards and up them, her shoes clacking off of the steps, and she spins around, using the ropes until she gets to dead centre between them. From there, she bounces over the rope and lands on her feet, taking off towards her corner and vaulting herself onto the middle turnbuckle, posing briefly for the fans with her title in the air. She then hops down, waiting for what may come next while the music dies down.

Zack: It was Unstoppable 8 where that woman made history when she became the unified Evolution and FFW Champion! And Jo McFarlane has been Unstoppable ever since that night.

Andi: One of the greatest accomplishments anyone could ever achieve in this company or even all of wrestling, and she’s faced top class opponents every step of the way! There’s a reason she’s the champ, she is without a doubt one of the best, but so is my partner, and I hope we find out who really is the best woman in FFW here tonight. I’M HYPED!

Referee Jennifer Stringer checks both women before taking the title from Jo. She shows it to Kaoru, and then holds it over her head. Maggie takes it with her as she exits the ring. Both women stand across from one another in the ring. The bell sounds as both women meet in the center. Kaoru and Jo shake hands, never breaking from their stare at one another. They finally lock up with Kaoru starting to push Jo backwards a couple steps. But before she gets to the ropes, she fires Jo across into the far corner. McFarlane is way too alert and stops herself before she collides with it. And when she turns back around, Kaoru explodes towards her and connects with a drop kick to her face immediately! Kaoru drops into a cover with a hook of the leg!

Andi: AAAAH! RADAWAY RIGHT AWAY! ONE SHOT K.O.!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

TH-NOOO!!

Jo manages to kick out before the three, shoving Kaoru off her before the Japanese star pops back to her feet. The champion barely turns around in time before she gets a palm to the face into a STO. Kaoru immediately makes another cover!

Zack: From the RADAWAY to the hashtag facepalm! Kaoru’s going for shock and awe!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Jo kicks out again, and then rolls out under the ropes to the floor to get away from Kaoru. The Hall of Famer gets back to her feet, watching as Jo seems more than a little dazed on the outside.

Andi: OH MY STARS SHE ALMOST DID IT TWICE! My heart can’t take this, Zack! Hold me! They’re just getting started too! Kaachan not wasting any time either!

Jo holds her head for a moment as she stands on the outside. Kaoru takes off for the ropes, and rebounds quickly off the far side into a baseball slide under the bottom rope that sends Jo backwards into the barricade. She fires Jo back into the ring immediately, and slides in after her. As the champion gets to her hands and knees, Kaoru bolts towards the ropes. Jo rises to her feet as Kaoru uses the middle rope for a moonsault that takes her right back down with yet another hook of the leg for the cover!

Andi: Middle rope Asakasault! Where the heck is this even coming from?!! She’s going Ludicrous Speed!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE!!

Jo got her shoulder up again, causing Kaoru to roll off the cover. The challenger headed for the corner, hopping up onto the middle turnbuckle from the inside. She waved Jo to move as the champion rolled onto her back, only for Asaka to deliver a senton back splash to her abdomen.

Zack: Kaoru’s trying to overwhelm the champion here in the earlygoing, and it’s working! Senton off the middle turnbuckle, and Jo’s not gotten out of the blocks yet!

Andi: You know Kaoru’s trying everything she can to win this match when she’s climbing turnbuckles! Maybe she’s trying to keep Jo off balance, I don’t think anyone expected this! I didn’t expect this and I know her!

The champion headed for the corner, but Kaoru merely measured and turned to face her. Jo climbed back to her feet with the help of the turnbuckles. As soon as she turned around, the challenger took off towards her with a running yakuza kick to the chest. It nearly lifted Jo off her feet before Kaoru grabbed her arm, and whipped her so hard into the far corner that it took the challenger off her feet. Jo crashed chest into the opposite corner as Kaoru immediately got back to her feet. When the champion turned around, she took off again with another yakuza kick that nailed Jo in the corner. Asaka headed back to the corner again, measuring for what looked to be a third.

Andi: She’s a one-woman interstellar death array! Laser kicks everywhere! Jo’s head has got to be spinning!

Zack: Yakuza kicks all around, and a third one looks to be ready to hit it’s target! I’ve never Kaoru use this strategy, but it’s damn sure working!

With Jo reeling against the corner, Kaoru sprinted towards her again with a third yakuza kick in mind. But Jo sidestepped her this time, and she cleared the top turnbuckle with that leg instead. Asaka winced in pain as Jo turned around, and began firing kicks of her own into Kaoru’s thigh and knee as it was stuck on the top turnbuckle. Each shot made her grimace more before the redhead left her feet to drop elbows into Kaoru’s knee. A dragon screw leg whip snapped her out of the corner to the mat, and Jo leaned against the ropes to collect herself.

Andi: It was working! And then it stopped working and Jo really really does not like Kaoru’s leg at all right now. Like, it’s as if she’s looking at Mel or something the way she’s staring at her leg. Kowai desu.

Zack: Jo’s favorite move is that inverted figure four leglock, Andi. And she’s doing everything in her power to get Kaoru ready for it. Plus if she can’t stand, she can’t kick you.

Andi: That’s a pretty good strategy, but Kaachan will try to win this on half-a-leg, crawling if she has to. I hope it doesn’t come to that.

Jo pushed off the ropes, grabbing Kaoru’s left leg by the foot. She hoisted it up and drove her knee into the mat once...twice...and finally an elbow drop into the back of it for the third shot. The champion rose back to her feet, dragging Asaka by the leg towards the ropes. She draped it across the bottom rope, left her feet, and came crashing down across her knee with all her body weight. Kaoru shouted in pain before Jo set it up, and did it a second time. Asaka clutched her leg in pain as Jo….rolled to the outside. She pulled Kaoru with her, and drove the back of her knee across the apron. Jo glanced towards the ring post.

Zack: Jo’s using every part of the ring like a tag partner. First the ropes, and now the apron to continue to do damage. She’s eyeballing the ring post now, and that...won’t be good for the “Atomic” challenger.

Andi: Jo McFarlane knows ow to use every inch of that ring like the champion she is, and some of the inches past it too. I hope she’s not going to do what I think she’s going to do! It hurts just looking at Kaoru’s leg right now, and I have a feeling it’s not gonna feel better soon! Where’s my icepack?

Jo pulled Kaoru towards the corner by her foot before pulling it back and wrapping it around the post with velocity. The pain caused Kaoru to sit up and fall right back down before Jo did it again. McFarlane rolled into the ring and back out to break the count before she applied a figure four leglock around the post. Asaka screamed in pain as the referee started counting Jo. After a four count, she broke the hold and the redhead got back to her feet.

Zack: Excruciating bone-chilling pain perpetrated by the FFW Champion. She’s gonna make sure Asaka doesn’t stand for the rest of the night...if not longer!

Andi: And using four-point-nine seconds of that 5 count too, to do it! Almost risking a disqualification, but that’s not anything anyone here wants to see… except maybe Jo after that start, but she seems a lot better off now than she did just a few moments ago. Hang in there, Kaoru!

Jo rolled back under the bottom rope, putting a few stomps to Kaoru’s left knee before wrapping her leg between the middle and bottom rope. Asaka’s leg was hung there before Jo bounced off the near side ropes, and delivered a running dropkick into that left knee. Asaka’s face was a mask of pain before Jo unhooked her leg from the ropes and pulled her back to the center. A quick grab of her foot set Jo up as she dropped into a figure four in the center of the ring, propping up on her elbows to tell Kaoru to tap.

Andi: Whoa, she’s already got a figure-four! I don’t know if she thought she thought that was enough damage to Kaoru’s knee, but she’s sure as heck going to test it out right now!

Zack: Kaoru Asaka won the Femme for All tournament at the end of last year. And her prize tonight is getting her left knee brutalized courtesy of the “Living Firework”.

Andi: Seems to be a running theme for Femme-For-All winners, doesn’t it? Your legs will never be the same!

Kaoru sat up, trying to reach for Jo with a few swipes. But the redhead stayed out of reach, propped up on her elbows. Asaka fell backwards, digging her fingers into her scalp when the referee dropped to count.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

TH-NOO!!

Asaka immediately sat up again, her face still awash in pain. Jo started to pull on her foot, trying to increase the pressure.

Zack: Kaoru almost got pinned in this figure four. She’s in so much pain that she forgot her shoulders were down!

Andi: And that has to be a lot of pain! Duh, I know, she’s in a freaking figure four! But Kaoru can stand a lot of pain, so that must just be brutal! She’s gotta dig down deep to fight out of it! These fans are making a lot of noise trying to cheer her through it! Or maybe to tap out! I don’t know there’s so many opinions!

She ran her fingers down her face again, and started shouting...not screaming...when she raised her arm and began trying to turn it over. Jo pulled on her leg more, as Asaka’s arm waved overhead and she finally managed to turn it over. Jo’s face registered the pain then, immediately scrambling to the ropes causing a break by the referee. Kaoru began to drag herself away from the champion as Jo started to get back to her feet.

Andi:  She made it out! The classic reversal! But that’s only half the battle, now she’s gotta get back up, and boy is that going to be hard right now!

Zack: Jo was only caught for a couple seconds, and the champion is already back to her feet. The challenger doesn’t have that luxury right now.

Andi: She’s coming! You get away from her, Jo! ….she’s not going to listen to me at all, is she?

Asaka used the ropes to help her stand up before trying to put weight on her foot. She could barely get her toes touching the mat before she pulled her leg back up in pain. The champion closed in on her as Kaoru surprised her with a superkick on the chin. Jo fell like a tree to the canvas as Kaoru collapsed to the mat, and dragged herself for the cover.

Andi: What a maneuver! She couldn’t put her leg down right so she just threw it up into Jo’s face and it worked! NEW CHAMP COMING!

ONE!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!!

Andi: Aaaah! Too close!

Jo’s shoulder came up in time. Kaoru rolled off the cover, a couple feet from the champion before she stopped and clutched her left knee to her body.

Zack: I hate to say it, because I like Kaoru as much as anyone. But if she can’t stand up, she can’t win. Jo has dissected that left knee to the point that it’s practically useless for the challenger. I can’t remember the last time I saw Kaoru in this much pain.

Andi: Neither can I, and I’m really worried right now. That kick was great, and it gave her a chance, but she’s got to get up again and shake off whatever she can, or this is going to go really bad in a hurry.

Asaka rolled into the ropes as Jo was starting to get back up again. The champion rubbed her chin as she got back to her feet, and immediately headed for the challenger. She grabbed the bad foot, and jerked Kaoru back to the center. She was about to apply the figure four again, but Kaoru pulled her down into a small package! Stringer immediately dove for the count.

Zack: Jo’s going for that figure four all over ag----WAIT, SMALL PACKAGE!!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOO!!!

Jo kicked out in time, checking with the referee to make sure it was just two. Stringer confirmed it as Jo got to her feet, and hit a double stomp to Kaoru’s knee.

Andi: This place was about to come unglued if she made that a three count and OH JEEZ NO! Right back to the knee again with all her weight!

She bounced off the ropes to deliver a second double stomp to Kaoru’s knee before she grabbed her leg. She looked out over the crowd before stepping through and dropping down to the canvas with her inverted figure four leglock. Asaka screamed as it was applied.

Zack: GINGERSNAP!! This is how she won the FFW Championship against Caroline, and Kaoru may join her and Leona in that class!

Andi: Nononononono, this is bad, really bad! Kaoru’s gotta reach, get a rope, poke her in the eye, something! She can’t even poke her in the eye she’s not facing the right way! Fight, Kaoru! Ganbare! Ganbatte!!

Stringer asked for a submission, but Kaoru refused to do so. She pounded the mat with her fist, looking up with another scream of pain. Jo tried to increase the pressure as much as she could before Kaoru’s movements began to slow until she collapsed face down on the mat. Stringer raised her hand, and let it fall once. A second time, and it fell again. She raised it a third time, only for it to fall. But as the referee was about to call for the bell, Kaoru grabbed the referee’s ankle and shook her head.

Andi: She can’t… not after all the hard work, not after her whole life to get here, she can’t go out like this! On this Cosmos, she needs to come alive right now AND THERE IS LIFE! ZACK! ZACK! ZACK, SHE’S NOT DONE!

Zack: The referee was about to call for the bell, but Kaoru found something! I don’t know how much she has left, her body seems like it’s wanting to shut down! But she’s still stuck in this hold, she’s just conscious to feel the pain again!

Andi: She can find a way! If anyone can, she can! She’s done the impossible before, she can do it again here! I have no freaking clue how but she’s gotta try something!! And Jo’s not making it any easier either!

The referee went back to asking her if she wanted to quit, still not getting the answer she needed to stop the match. Kaoru clawed her fingers down her face before she pressed both palms against the mat. She started screaming at the top of her lung...as she pushed up!

Zack: What is….What is she doing?! KAORU’S TRYING TO POWER OUT OF THIS HOLD!

Andi: I HAVE NEVER SEEN SUCH A DISPLAY OF FIGHTING SPIRITO IN MY LIFE!! Sh’es channeling everything right now! The fans here, the millions back home, the billions around the world, for this one moment in time!

Jo’s eyes widened as she watched Kaoru pushing up in the hold, trying to straighten out her legs. Jo’s grip got loosened barely before Asaka started dragging them both on her hands to the ropes. Stringer immediately called for the break. Jo held till 4.9 again before letting go, and getting back to her feet.

Andi: HOW?!! JUST… HOW?! I… I CAN’T EVEN!
Andi actually babbles incoherently for a moment out of sheer excitement.

Zack: I have never seen anyone do that in my life. Kaoru Asaka powered out, and literally dragged Jo to the ropes with her! But she’s not out of the woods yet!

Andi: She said she’d fight until there was nothing left! It’s getting awfully close but as long as she’s breathing, it’s not over!

Jo questioned the referee about not calling for the bell when her hand dropped earlier. Kaoru used the ropes to help her get back to her feet. She had to lean against them to stand when Jo turned to grab her. As she closed in, Kaoru caught her with a headbutt before driving her face down into a facebuster on the canvas.  The challenger crawled away from Jo, to the next set of ropes as she started to get up again.

Andi: Wow, that headbutt was a lot louder than it should have been for anyone’s safety… but at this point Kaoru’s gotta do what she can! Desperate times call for headbutts and other things though, and these are looking pretty bad!

She watched as Jo started to get up again before she hopped on one foot to get behind her. As Jo’s head raised, Kaoru applied her crossface half-nelson sleeper before falling backwards to the mat with it. She landed on her side, and added as much pressure as she could.

Andi: AND NUKAPLEXES! Even as off as it looked it looked like it did a lot of damage and SHE’S GOT THE ARM LOCKED! SHE’S… NUKALOCK IN ALL IT’S CHERRY QUANTUM FLAVOR! IT’S IN! JO’S GOT NOWHERE TO GO!

Jo reached for the ropes without much avail as Kaoru sinked the hold that much tighter. The champion tried to pull them towards the ropes without much success before she stopped moving at all. The referee raised her hand once….twice…..three times to the same effect as Jo’s arm fell to the mat. Stringer immediately called for the bell as the live crowd erupted!

Zack: SHE DID IT!! KAORU ASAKA HAS DONE IT!!

Andi: GREAT GALACTIC GOOGLY-MOOGLY SHE WON! ZAAACK OH MY FREAKING STARS!

Kaoru broke the hold, and rolled away from her opponent. She stared up at the lights, her mouth agape before she managed to sit up. Stringer raised her hand to a roar, and then handed her the FFW Championship.

Maggie: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match….AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWW FFW Champion……’ATOMIC’ KAORU ASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKAAAAAAAA!!!

Zack: In one of the most gusty performances I have ever seen, Kaoru Asaka has become the first Japanese woman to hold the FFW Championship! And by God, she went through hell and a return trip to get there! Congratulations, Kaoru!

Andi: She has no quit in her! NONE! Neither does Jo McFarlane for that matter, because she damn near ripped my partner’s leg off tonight! She didn’t give up at all, but her body just gave out from the Nukalock and MY PARTNER IS THE CHAMPION OF THE UNIVERSE!

Kaoru once more used the ropes to help her get back to her feet, leaning against them as she looked down to her new championship. She looked almost disbelievingly actually before she raised it over her head to the crowd’s ovation. Fireworks went off throughout the SAP Center.

Andi: I’m gonna cry! I can’t take it! It’s too emotional! I have all these feels right now and they’re all for Kaoru! It’s your moment! You did it, Kaachaaaaan!!

Zack: Ladies and gentlemen, we thank you for joining us on a historic night here in San Jose! Kaoru Asaka is the new FFW Champion, and we’ll see you at Breaking Point!!

The screen almost faded to black before Zack’s voice was heard again.

Zack: Wait, what in the--!

The show came back again as we see several fans throughout the arena pulling on Game Changer masks and heading down the steps towards the ring.

Andi: I have no idea but I’ve seen those masks and- hey, watch it creepo! Where the hell is security?!

They all hopped the barricade, and entered the ring to descend on both Jo and Kaoru! Eight of them started pounding on both women. The camera shot up to the upper deck as Qilin looked on with applause until another Game Changer hopped the barricade. Standing atop the guardrail, the mask was pulled up as Sunny was then seen to deafening boos.

Zack: Game Changers….Qilin….and there’s Sunny! Kaoru and Jo are getting taken apart, and the invasion isn’t over yet!

Andi: I’ll give these damn Unrepentant an invasion to worry about! Sorry, Zack, gotta go!

Andi’s headset dropped as the space princess hit the ring, immediately swarmed by the Game Changers in the ring. Sunny moved towards the ring, listening as the live crowd rained boos down on her. Security began to pour from the backstage area, greeted by more of the Game Changers.

Zack: This is pandemonium! We need more security! MORE SECURITY!! Somebody ge--

The sound of a smack was heard as a bicycle kick sent Zack toppling over backwards in his chair. The woman who did it scooped his headset off his head, and placed it on her own.

Kaylee: Zack is incapacitated at this time! So allow me to welcome all of you to Fury, but most of all….SVW sends it regards! Stay down, Zack!

The broadcaster tried to get up, only to get another kick in the face from Kaylee. Sunny climbed into the ring as her followers parted. She tilted her head as she looked down to both women, and then into the hard camera.

Kaylee: Congrats to the new champion, I guess. Nice match!

Sunny’s followers started surrounding the ring like a human shield for her as more security was getting sent out, and mowed down.

Kaylee: Was this what you wanted, FFW? Was this how you wanted it? Congratulations, you got it!

The camera cut back to Sunny’s cold stare as Fury faded off the air.



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