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FFW Fury - March 2, 2019

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Live from the Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio
March 2, 2019


The FFW logo flashes across the screen as we cut to highlights of the last year as Leona Vega captures the FFW Championship twice, and is inducted into the Hall of Fame. “The Sun” by Parov Stelar begins to play as the highlights then shift to those belonging to Shaughnessy O’Neill, including her Unity reign with Charlotte and defeats of Kaoru Asaka.

The next shot takes us to Global Wars as Artemis Kaiser wins the battle royal on the same night as Savannah Taylor outlasts Bianca Salvador in a brutal match. The two then seem to be staring at one another with the No Surrender Championship to the side, causing them both to look at it.

A brutal history of matches are highlighted as we see the rise of Mallory Bennett and her eventual heel turn, all the while Ruby Tyler proves she can beat her after a clip from their first one on one meeting is shown. As it looks like the two are about to collide, we cut live inside the arena as the stage looks like a jungle with glowing eyes as though wild animals are watching. The live crowd makes a great deal of noise as the camera passes over them.

Zack: 19,283 FFW faithful have sold out the Q here in Cleveland, Ohio on the night FFW returns to Pay Per View for the first time in 2019! Wherever you are watching on Pay Per View or FFW All Access all around the world, welcome to the second annual Fury! Tonight, 4 championships will be decided and a whole lot of grudges settled hopefully too!

Mai: I’ve never seen a House Warring match before, Zack. So I’m not sure what to expect when Ruby and Mallory meet. But I know exactly what to expect when Savannah Taylor and Artemis Kaiser meet for the No Surrender Championship! If you want to see a “Las Vegas Siren” tap out, stay tuned because that’s what I am sure will happen!

Zack: Sophia Pike makes her first defense of her newly won Evolution Championship against Kelly Kincaid, a woman she’s never faced but who earned the shot at Global Wars. But after coming up short against Bianca Reed, how much is that playing in the mind of the champion?

Mai: She’s already forgotten it, and stop planting seeds of doubt! 2019 is just another Year In Our Pike, and Kelly’s gonna leave with one less arm after she taps out in front of all these losers in Cleveland!

Zack: No match has more on the line than the FFW Championship! Shaughnessy O’Neill looks to do what she couldn’t at Unstoppable 9 when she meets Leona Vega for the richest prize in women’s wrestling in the main event!

Mai: Shaw will finally be crowned as the new FFW Champion, and Leona can say she was there and got the beating of a lifetime in order for her to make it happen. Won’t that be nice for her!

Zack: We are also going to see a whole lot more tonight, not to mention hear from Angelina Fantastica after a shocking turn of events after she came up short for the Fast Track Championship at Breaking Point against Lilly Arthur!

Mai: She finally made the right decision! She’s got Lyla Fox AND the owner of the company behind her. That’s all she needs! Who cares if these losers like her or not!

Zack: I look forward to hearing what she has to say, but we’re about ready to kick things off with some action! Kat Grayson, it’s all yours!





Kat: This is the opening contest of Fury, and it is scheduled for one fall to a finish.

“Killin It” by Krewella hits the P.A system and the fans erupt in cheers. Pink and purple lights zoom around the arena as Antoinette Sands comes skipping out from the back. With a perky smile as ever, she jumps up and down amping the fans up before she delivers one final jump slapping her shoes down on the ground before running down the ramp. As she runs, she slaps the hands of some fans, glitter spewing from her hands as she slaps theirs.

Kat: Coming to the ring at this time, please welcome.....ANTOINETTE SANDS!

As she makes her way down the ramp, she approaches the ring as she climbs up the ring apron she stands up and removes her sparkly jacket tossing it to the side as she enters. Once she’s in the ring, she bounces up and down, screaming out to the fans who encourage her before playfully slapping hands with the ref as she awaits the arrival of her opponent.

Zack: Antoinette Sands had a forgettable first venture in FFW several months ago, but she seems to be totally refocused and wants to start fresh for her and her ANTNATION. She plans to be the ANTNATION SENSATION.

Mai: I give it five minutes before she gets distracted by something shiny or goes back to her home planet. She seems like she’s got the attention span of a gnat.

The bright white lights from above slowly begin to dim throughout the building. The sounds of “Control” by Halsey begins playing over the speakers as other light sources begin to pulsate in rhythm with the opening tones. A bright white light shines from the entrance way as it begins to fill with smoke until a silhouette of a woman is seen standing on the other side.

“They send me away to find them a fortune
A chest filled with diamonds and gold”


Slowly walking out from the back, Riley Savell steps out into the open as a spotlight shines down onto her. Stopping at the top of the ramp, she looks over the arena, slowly turning her head from left to right, taking in the scenery of the atmosphere for tonight’s event.

“I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones”


Walking at the pace of the music, she slowly heads down the ramp, her eyes locked on the ring ahead and ignoring the fans on both sides of her.

Kat: Coming down to the ring at this time from New York, New York, weighing in at one hundred sixty pounds and standing five feet, eleven inches tall! She is ‘The Villain’... RILEY SAVELLLLLLL!!!

Once down to ringside, she slides underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Slowly, she pushes herself up to one knee, taking a brief moment to survey the ring before rising to her feet.

“And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?”


She slowly walks around the ring aside the ropes, a single hand dragging across the top rope. Approaching the corner, she stands in front of it for just a short moment before grabbing onto each top rope on the sides of the corner. Pulling herself up, she stands on the middle rope, overlooking the crowd as her music slowly begins to fade out.

“I'm well acquainted with villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them so they'll never die when I'm dead
And I've grown familiar with villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them so I'll never die when I'm dead”


Zack: Riley Savell gets a lot of flack from some of her peers on Twitter, most recently our own Bianca Reed. But this young woman, like her or not, has future champion written all over her. That being said, she actually likes Antoinette. So we’ll see if that changes her strategy at all.

Mai: They hate her because they ain’t her! She’s a joy to behold and more should aspire to be half as good as she is.

As Kat makes her way out of the ring, referee Kevin Fisk completes a check of both women. Happy that they have no weapons he checks that Kat is completely clear and then calls for the bell to get the match underway. Antoinette makes it to the center seconds before Riley, and when she arrives Sands offers her a handshake. Riley looks at her hand for a moment, and then accepts it with a smile...right before pulling her into a forearm smash across the jaw. Antoinette tries to pull her arm free, but Riley keeps her grip with her left hand before delivering another forearm smash with her right. She pulls the blonde towards her and bends her forwards slightly to drive her knee into her abdomen before she fires her across into a neutral corner. Sands hits back first at speed and Riley follows her in with a running knee into her abdomen, before pulling her out and using a hip toss to send her across the ring to land in a heap.

Zack: When we first saw Riley around here, she was hanging out with the Future Shock Director and was part of one of their shows too. So she spent some time learning the lay of the land around here, and has so far been successful.

Mai: We won’t hold it against her that she associated with Adam, everyone makes mistakes, and she more than makes up for it with her pure skill.

Antoinette starts to get back up, but before she can get further than her knees Riley comes off the ropes with a running knee to the side of her head to wobble her. Coming off the opposite set with a second knee shot to the head she flattens Sands back to the canvas, earning herself a massive amount of boos from the Cleveland crowd. The New York native doesn’t seem phased at all by that as she flips them off and then starts to pull Antoinette up by the hair. She gets her part way back to her feet and then begins to drive her knee up into the blondes ribs several times. Pulling her fully back to a vertical base she fires her into the ropes, catching her on the rebound to use a snap suplex to put her back down on the canvas. Antoinette again begins to rise and is quickly flattened by another knee to the head from Riley. Sands starts to rise again and this time Riley allows her to get to her feet before she uses a running bulldog to face plant her on the canvas. She uses her boot to roll Antoinette onto her back and then delivers a knee drop into her ribs before getting into position for a cover, prompting Fisk to get into place for the count.

Mai: You can’t learn that kind of killer instinct, it’s something that comes naturally and boy does it come naturally to Riley.

ONE!!!

T-NOPE!!!

Fisk stops the count just after the one as Antoinette pops her shoulder off the canvas, getting her a pop from the Ohio crowd.

Zack: Certainly sounds like Cleveland is behind the...ANTNATIONSENSATION…. At least it rhymes!

Riley doesn’t look impressed that the crowd are cheering Antoinette and starts to pull the blonde back up to her feet. Grabbing her by the hair she spins her around and shoves her face first towards the ropes. The New York native leaves her feet to deliver a dropkick into Antoinette’s back that sends her throat first across the top rope. Sands drops to her knees clutching her throat and trying to catch her breath, as Riley steps up onto her back and grabs the top rope. She presses her foot down on the back of the blonde’s neck forcing her throat against the middle rope. Fisk orders a break and Riley pushes it until a count of four before she steps off Antoinette’s back and pulls her by the hair back up to her feet. She fires her across into the corner, but Sands narrowly manages to stop herself from colliding with it by putting her foot against the bottom turnbuckle. Riley follows her in with a running shoulder thrust, but Antoinette manages to side step it narrowly, leaving Savell to have to hit the brakes quickly to avoid hitting the turnbuckles herself.

Zack: Riley had to stop on a dime right there to keep from rushing the turnbuckle. I think these two are about even in terms of speed so far.

Mai: I was worried for half a second there, before I remembered that Riley’s facing Ant girl.

Riley recovered quickly and spun around only to receive a spin kick from Sands that sent her stumbling back a step. A second followed which knocked Riley further off balance before Antoinette grabbed her by the arm to pull her into a short arm clothesline….before she could though Riley plants her feet to stop the momentum and clocks the blonde with a headbutt that sends her back a step. The crowd starts to get louder in their support for Antoinette which gives the blonde a visible boost as she pulls herself together just as Riley starts to take off towards the ropes. Antoinette catches up to her and uses a drop toe hold to send her stumbling into the ropes. The New York native stumbles and Sands begins to unload a barrage of kicks into the back of her legs to bring her down to her knees.

Mai: Look at that, Antoinette has to hit her from behind because she knows she can’t match her face to face. It’s disgusting!

Zack: Antoinette’s feet aren’t fast, they’re sudden! Riley’s getting the pins knocked out from under her, and grounding Savell is not a bad strategy.

Savell started to push up to her feet almost immediately, but another series of kicks from the blonde made her abandon the attempt momentarily. The crowd counts along with each kick and when they got to ten, Antoinette pulls Riley up to her feet and fires her across to the ropes. The New York native rebounds off straight into a clothesline from Antoinette that flattens her to the canvas. As Riley starts to pull herself up again, Antoinette takes off towards the corner, she scales to the top turnbuckle and as Savell makes it to a vertical base, she launches herself off with a missile dropkick that connects square with the brunette’s chest flattening her back to the canvas again. Riley gets back up slightly slower this time, and Antoinette straight away uses her Russian leg sweep to send her crashing back down again. The blonde quickly gets into position for the cover as Fisk drops down beside them for the count.

Zack: Antoinette calls that SUGAR RUSH and I’m sure Riley is feeling anything but sweet at the moment.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

TH-NOPE!!

Riley kicks out before the three and Antoinette rolls back to her knees looking a little disappointed, but she nods her head at the referee and gets back to her feet. She signals to Riley to get up, which the New York native does, pulling herself together and gathering her bearings as she does.

Mai: Riley has been vocal about her healthy eating habits on Twitter so there is no way that she would fall foul of a sugar rush!

Antoinette wastes no time in grabbing Riley by the head and then using a running bulldog to face plant her on the canvas. Riley starts to rise back up almost automatically, only for Antoinette to use a swinging neckbreaker to put her back down again, getting her another loud pop from the crowd. The blonde takes a second to acknowledge the cheering Cleveland crowd before she takes off towards the corner. She comes off it with a split-legged moonsault….but gets nothing but pain as Riley raises her knees before she lands.

Zack: Antoinette was looking to land the ANT-NATION SENSATION! But Riley obviously had other ideas.

Mai: The only sensation the Ant-Nation are getting is embarrassment and pain!

Riley got back to her feet as Antoinette rolled on the canvas clutching her ribs from the impact with Riley’s knees. The New York native takes a moment to get her bearings back before she takes off towards the ropes. Antoinette starts to straighten herself out, as Riley comes off the ropes to deliver her curb stomp to the blonde. Savell drops down for the cover as the crowd show her nothing but disdain. Fisk gets into position for the count as Riley hooks one of Antoinette’s legs.

Zack: That’s the SAVELL STOMP! And Riley is ready to send Antoinette to the showers and claim her second win in FFW!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOOOOOOOOO!!

Antoinette’s shoulder pops off the canvas before Fisk can fully complete the three and Riley looks at him with a glare. He shakes his head and tells her it was only a two count, causing the brunette to get to her feet and go toe to toe with him. Fisk stands his ground, and Riley glares at him looking like she might clock him, but instead she turns her attention back to the still downed Antoinette.

Mai: I don’t blame Riley for standing up to the referee, that was such a slow count I could have gone to the bar and back before he finished the one!

She begins to pull the blonde up to her feet by the hair, but stops to flip off the crowd again as they boo her loudly. She delivers a kick into the small of Antoinette’s back, followed by two more to the center of her back and finally a knee to the head before catching her and dragging her up to her feet. Riley fires the blonde across into the ropes, catching her as she rebounds with a standing dropkick to send her straight back into them again. The blonde rebounds for a second time and Riley meets her head on with an uppercut to stop her in her tracks. A second follows which almost lifts the blonde off her feet before Riley grabs her by the head and delivers her headlock driver. The New York native gets into position for the count, hooking both of Antoinette’s legs this time as she does. Fisk drops down for the count again, and out of his line of sight Riley kicks her feet up onto the ropes.

Mai: There’s THE CROWNING! And she has this in the bag, Fisk should just ring the bell now and be done with it!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Riley puts her feet down as Fisk gets back to his feet and calls for the bell.

Kat: Your winner………………….via pinfall………………..RILEY SAVELL!!

Zack: Riley Savell just keeps winning, and I’m going to predict we’ll see this woman with some gold before the end of the year….and potentially much sooner than theat.

Mai: She deserves all of the gold, the more the better.

The crowds animosity towards Riley only grows as she gets back to her feet and has her hand raised by Fisk. She doesn’t seem phased at all by the crowd’s reaction as she smiles and makes her way out of the ring towards the back. On that image the show cuts elsewhere.









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

The entire arena goes dark as the sound of wind blows through the PA, after a moment a strange whine kicks on, slowly getting louder and drowning out the wind as blue and white light starts to slowly creep along the stage.

The silhouette of a woman walks out, shaded by the increasingly intense lights she comes to stand center stage before hunching over at the waist slowly as the sound and the light dim slowly. The sound turning down to nothing and the lights going so dull as to barely be perceptible.

A moment passes.

“FIGHT!”

BOOM!

The stage erupts with blue fireworks as the tron rains down white sparks just behind the now revealed Miko Ayano!

Kat: Introducing from Saga, Japan. Standing five-foot-six-inches tall and weighing in at one-hundred-eighteen-pounds, “THE WARP-DRIVE DRAGON” MIKO AYAAAAAAAAANOOOOOOOOOO~!!!

The Japanese woman surveys the crowd as the vocal droning of Anneke van Giersbergen heralds the Ayano’s arrival. After a moment Miko starts her trek down the ramp. She barely reaches half way down before the crowd suddenly erupt in boos as she faceplants the ramp roughly. The reason for it becomes apparent, as Isis picks her back up to her feet and holds her upright while Valentina delivers a kick into her abdomen. Isis shoves Miko towards Valentina who catches her for a double knee facebreaker to put her back down on ramp.

Zack: Miko didn’t even get to finish her entrance before she was set upon by both members of the Privileged Circle. I’m not sure what Valentina is thinking, this isn’t a Falls Count Anywhere match so it’s not like she can pin her out here.

Mai: Who said she was going to try to? It’s Miko’s own fault for getting in the way. Valentina and Isis where just trying to get down to the ring and Miko tripped!

Zack: What are you watching? That wasn’t a trip, Isis face planted her on the ramp!

Miko starts to pull herself up but as she does Valentina catches her with a knee shot to the side of her head, knocking her back down again. As the Cleveland crowd’s disdain for the duo gets louder, Isis wraps a hand around Miko’s throat and drags her upwards, only to use a chokeslam to put her straight back down on the ramp again.  The redhead uses her boot to roll Miko onto her front and then Valentina stomps down on her nape and back repeatedly.

Mai: How lucky is Miko? She’s getting a GODDESS STOMP DOWN before the bell has even rung.

Zack: In what universe do you class that as lucky? Do you actually think before you open your mouth, or are you just as surprised as the rest of us by what comes out of it.

Isis puts her foot down onto Miko’s back keeping her pressed face first to the ramp while Valentina makes her way to the ring. As Valentina reaches the ringside area, she walks up and walks across the edge of the ring. She looks around the arena, not directly seeing the crowd through the darkness, but knowing that they’re out there as she sees the consistent flashing lights of the cameras and the still boisterous reaction from the crowd.

After wiping her feet on the apron and entering the ring, Valentina strides towards two opposite ring posts in where she climbs up and extends her arms out, looking on with a smirk and posing to the crowd with complete confidence. She’s taking in the atmosphere while the crowd reaction continues and the cameras flashing.

After going through her ritual, Valentina climbs down and makes her way towards the referee, Melinda Davis, ordering her to ring the bell and get the match started. Davis doesn’t seem keen to do that, but Valentina gets into her face until she finally calls for the bell to get the match underway.

Zack: Valentina has just bullied the referee into ringing the bell, knowing full well that Miko is down on the outside.

Mai: It’s not her fault if Miko can’t make it to the ring in time for her match. She should have better time management.

Valentina waits barely a second before pointing out that the referee should be counting Miko out, since the bell has rung and she’s not there. The Cleveland crowd erupt in boos as Davis reluctantly begins the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Mai: Count quicker! The sooner Valentina gets her hand raised the better I think.

Zack: Miko could end up losing this match without ever setting foot in the ring.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

Miko attempts to start pushing up but as soon as she moves Isis stamps down on her back to push her face down into the ramp again.

EIGHT!

NINE!

TEN!

Davis reluctantly calls for the bell as Valentina takes a bow for the crowd like she just pulled out a hard fought victory.

Kat: Your winner…………………..via countout………………… VALENTINA LOZANO!

Valentina orders Davis to raise her hand while Isis lays her boot into Miko’s ribs as she tries to rise up again.

Zack: Valentina is peacocking like she just won a championship, when in reality all she’s done is get a countout victory over a woman her and Isis attacked from behind!

Mai: Did she or did she not win the match? She deserves to celebrate after a well earned victory!

The camera follows as Valentina leaves the ring and joins Isis on the ramp. The two soak in the boos and animosity coming from the crowd before the turn on the heels and make their way out to the back. The camera watches then cuts elsewhere.



Angrylina

A clip from the last edition of Breaking Point shows the aftermath of the Fast Track Championship match where Angelina Fantastica spears Lilly Arthur through the barricade. She stares down at her as Lyla Fox takes her by the arm up the ramp to the owner amidst many boos from the crowd. Then we cut back to the live show, and find her and Lyla with Allison Marx.

Allison: You just saw the turn of events that took place on the last Breaking Point involving Angelina Fantastica. She and Lyla Fox, personal assistant to the owner of this company, have joined me now. Ladies, I think the biggest question on fans’ minds right now is….why?

Lyla Fox: I think the better question here, Allison, is why not? Why not bring one of Femme Fatale Wrestling’s most dedicated competitors under the wing of Samantha Star? Angelina Fantastica has been with us since the relaunch of Future Shock, and her commitment cannot be questioned. And if there is one thing Ms. Star admires, it’s commitment. The role Miss Fantastica has played has been useful but now, we envision bigger and better things for her.

Allison: Can you shed some light on the relationship that seems to have developed between you both? We’ve seen you at ringside for quite a few of Angelina’s matches in recent weeks. Was that what ultimately lead to this?

Lyla: Ms. Star values my input, so I came out to observe Miss Fantastica to develop my own sense of her and report back. As per usual, Ms. Star was spot on with her instincts. And I thought it might be helpful to Miss Fantastica’s performance if she knew that those in power had not quite forgotten her the way the fans seem to have done.

Allison takes a moment, and turns her attention to so far silent Angelina.

Allison: You’re being very quiet, Angelina. Is there anything you would like to add to what Miss Fox has been saying?

Angelina: I think Lyla’s got it pretty well covered so far, Allison. She and I have had some long talks over the last few weeks, so she understands my point of view. She gets where I’m coming from and honestly? Doesn’t seem like people were doing a whole lot of listening when I was talking. Spent close to three years just talking. So now maybe if Miss Fox handles it, they’ll pay attention.

The reporter is about to ask another question before they are joined by the owner of FFW. Allison gives Samantha her full attention.

Samantha: Miss Fantastica has made what is honestly one of the best decisions of her career since the day she arrived in Future Shock, much less came to FFW. What you saw at Breaking Point was just that...a breaking point for her. I admire people who show loyalty, who prove that they listen when people are trying to tell them something. Angelina did just that, and do you know what? She’ll never have to worry about anything again. As a matter of fact, she’s going to be a major part of our next Pay Per View, Relentless.

Angelina: Again, I just want to say how grateful I am that you made the offer. I needed something to get myself out of the rut that I was in, and you and Lyla provided that for me. And I’m looking forward to showing you that your investment will pay out huge dividends in the future.

This brings a smile to the redhead’s face as she places a hand on her shoulder.

Samantha: You’re more than welcome. You deserve all the opportunities, and you will have another at Relentless. I’m booking a rematch for the Fast Track Championship against Lilly Arthur for you. And I have every confidence that you will finish what you started at Breaking Point.

Angelina smiles back at Samantha and nods.

Angelina: So do I. With the backing of the owner of the company and every resource imaginable laid in front of me? This will be a day of reckoning that Lilly Arthur will remember for a long, long time. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain - can Lilly Arthur say the same?

Lyla: I certainly don’t think so.

Samantha gives a knowing nod as the trio leave Allison behind before we go back to the ring.
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A highlight package shows the history of events leading up to the 6 woman tag match between Bianca, Caitlyn, and Angel’s involvement with the Prodigies. From there, we head back to the ring with Kat waiting patiently.

Zack: It’s time for a 6 woman tag team grudge match, and there’s been quite a bit of animosity between all the women involved. I’m here with Lexi, who happens to be the mouthpiece for Caitlyn Storm, who is part of this match. Lexi, welcome to Fury and the booth.

Lexi: Thanks for having me here. It’s great to be able to watch Caitlyn from probably the best seats in the house. I think this match is going to be a thrill a minute to say the least!

Kat: The following six woman tag team contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish!

Strobe lights begin to float around as "Ponytail" starts blaring through the speakers. Toni Beasley, Chasity Grace Holt and Josy Dawkins step out onto the stage together as the crowd boos them. Chasity is grinning from ear to ear as she waves at the crowd. Toni and Josy shake their heads as the trio slowly beginnings to descend down the ramp.

Kat: Making their way down the aisle, Toni Beasley, Chasity Grace Holt and Josy Dawkins, they are the Prodigies

Chasity leaps up onto the ring apron first as Toni walks up the steps and Josy moves around to the other side and pulls herself up. They enter the ring at the same time as Chasity bounces on the bottom rope.

Zack: This is actually the first time we’re getting to see the Prodigies as a three woman tandem. All of them have been in singles and normal tags, so we’ll find out how well they handle themselves as a unit momentarily.

Lexi: Personally I’m hoping that they have a better handle on each other than they do their opponents. They haven’t seemed too on the ball to me up until now, but I’m ready to be shocked… I doubt it will happen, but it’s always better to be prepared.

As the opening bars to Just A Little Girl by Amy Studt hit the speakers Caitlyn Storm appears from behind the curtain, getting quite a large pop from the live crowd.

Sometimes I feel you're not listening
Sometimes I feel you don't understand
But I think I've got the answer
Already know what you're gonna say


The lights go out and a simple white pyrotechnic flashes making it look like lightning. As it does Caitlyn raises both of her hands above her hand. As she brings them back down again another flash like lightning has struck again.

Cause I'm just a little girl you see
But there's a hell of a lot more to me
Don't ever underestimate what I can do
Don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be


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.

Kat: Introducing at this time....Hailing from New York City, New York and weighing in at One Hundred and Twenty-Six pounds...She is Caitlyn Storm!

You say I'm just a little girl, just a little girl
How can I compare? What do I know?
What have I got to share?
But there's nothing in this world, nothing in this world
That could hold me down, can't you hear me?
Don't you understand
That I want to be myself, want to be the girl,
want to be the one that you can rely on
How I wish that you could see all there is of me
How I long to hear that you take me
For who I am


She runs the rest of the way to the ring and jumps up onto the apron. She raises both hands to wave to the fans and then grabs onto the top rope with both hands.

Cause I'm just a little girl you see
But there's a hell of a lot more to me
Don't ever underestimate what I can do
Don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be


She leapfrogs over the top rope to land in a crouch in the ring. She jumps up to her feet and raises her hands up waving to the fans, before she heads to her corner as her music fades out.

Zack: Caitlyn’s doing the wise thing here, and making sure she keeps her eyes totally on the three across the ring from her, at least until her partners get here. I wouldn’t put it past the Prodigies to try to jump someone before a match.

Lexi: She has a very wise head on her shoulders given how young she is. Between you and me, I think she could probably give the three of them a run for their money if they tried it. But it’s always better to avoid a three on one attack whenever possible.

I told ya, baby
Uh-oh
I told ya


The arena darkens as “Rockstar 101” by Rihanna begins to play before the camera takes us behind a woman with purple hair. She steps out onto the stage, raising her hand and making a fist as the camera looks over her shoulder. She tosses her sunglasses on her head out to the crowd as she heads towards the ring.

Rocking these diamonds
I'm rocking this chain
Make sure you get a picture
I'm rocking my fame


Kat: Introducing from Atlanta, Georgia, this is the Princess of the Reed family……...BIANCA REED!!!!

Bianca climbs up onto the apron, drops into a split before sliding under the bottom rope to the inside. She brings her legs together and hops to her feet, already making eye contact with her opponent and running them down verbally while her music fades and before the bell even rings.

Zack: The last time we saw Bianca Reed in a FFW ring, she pulled off the upset of 2019 so far when she pinned the reigning Evolution Champion Sophia Pike. Hashtag Big Game Bianca has earned herself a shot at the title, but there’s a little unfinished business tonight.

Lexi: The Prodigies have done nothing to endear themselves to anybody here, and as someone who’s watched a lot of Future Shock and FFW shows I’ve seen what Reed is like when she has a grudge. I wonder if the Prodigies have picked up on that… probably not, otherwise they might not have turned up at all!

The dark, haunting opening chords of Kamelot’s “Liar Liar” fill the arena as it is bathed in silver strobes. As the drums and guitar kick in, the lights in the arena flash a deep red and orange, coming down then to show two people on the ramp, a man and a woman, The woman is Angel, and the man Christian Kincaid. Angel is down on bended knee, fist pushed into the ramp. She comes up without warning and as she does, flashes of fire go off all around her.

Would you pray if I said you were dying?
Would you be a little stronger, or fall down on your knees?
Would you stay with me if you knew that I was lying?
Would you walk away or turn the other cheek?

I tremble where I stand,
My wish is your command,
The nature of a truly desperate heart.
Give me something real so I can truly feel,
(Liar liar) on the wall.


As the verse and bridge are played, Angel and Christian make their way down the ramp, the platinum blond deliberately keeping as far from any fan contact that she can, looking to Christian with a look of disgust occasionally. At the bottom of the ramp, she stops and looks out around her while Christian has headed to her corner.

Kat: Making her way to the ring, please welcome ANGEL!

Whisper, whisper in the dark,
Tell me what you see.
Poisoned by your fly-infested poetry.
Liar, Liar on the wall, give the world to me.
Wasteland or a monarchy (liar liar)
Tell me what you see…


Angel walks up the steps and through the middle rope, where she heads to her corner and waits for Christian to hop up to share some last minute things with her and the music goes out.

Zack: Last but certainly not least, Angel is making her FFW in-ring debut tonight! She’s been helping even the odds for Caitlyn and Bianca in recent weeks, hell if I know why. But here we are, and she’s the wild card in my opinion.

Lexi: I’m with you on that one. From what I’ve seen and heard, Angel really doesn’t strike me as the type that would be a team player with the likes of Caitlyn and Bianca...but she’s certainly made herself useful so far.

Referee Ashley Pruitt makes sure no one has any foreign objects as Kat leaves the ring, and then calls for the bell to start the match. Chasity stays in the ring for the Prodigies, while the other team makes the decision on the fly as Bianca starts on her side. Reed meets Chasity in the center of the ring, and already begins running her mouth about her to the point Chasity goes to punch her in the mouth. But Bianca blocks that, and starts unloading with a flurry of punches herself. Each one connects upside Holt’s head, backing her up with each step until she’s in the ropes. Reed fires her across to the far side, and catches her on the rebound with a Thesz press. More rapid-fire right hands land against Chasity’s head before Bianca rolls back to her feet, and dashes to the corner with a dropkick that sends Toni to the floor.

Zack: Look at that! Is Bianca fired up or what?! “Killer B” is welcoming everyone to Fury! Chasity may not want to make this a fist fight with Reed!

Lexi: If I’m Chasity I’d be looking for the quickest way out of the ring right now. If she waits a few more minutes though, I think Bianca would help her out with that without much trouble.

Josy looks about to step into the ring, but Bianca kicks the middle rope up between her legs before she makes it. And that stops her in her tracks. As Chasity starts to get back to her feet, Bianca shoves her backwards into a neutral corner. She fires her across to the far side with such force it takes her off her feet before Holt crashes back first into the corner. Bianca pops up and charges in after her with a running European uppercut that snaps her head back, and then climbs up onto the middle rope. The crowd counts off nine big right hands to Chasity’s head before Bianca flips her off with both hands and pastes her with one more shot before she stumbles out of the corner.

Lexi: The way this is looking, the other two might not even get a look in. Bianca is taking Chasity to school!

Zack: Ten more big right hands right to the dome, and “KIller B” is letting Chasity know she’s number one with her!

Holt tries to get her bearings as Bianca bolts out of the corner with a running neckbreaker to put her down on the mat. She quickly gets back to her feet, watching as Chasity was trying to do the same. She pulled her up the rest of the way, and Holt surprised her by driving her backwards into the nearest corner with a shoulder thrust to the ribs. Three more in quick succession followed before Holt used a monkey flip to send her out onto the mat. The brunette got back to her feet, looking a little dazed after all she’d absorbed so far, then followed up with a knee drop into Bianca’s head before she could sit up.

Zack: Well played by Chasity there! Bianca may be a little too fired up right now, and it worked against her right there. She needs to press the advantage though.

Lexi: That was a good opener by Chasity, but she looks out of it. She’s bought herself a little time if nothing else though to pull herself together.

She pulled her back to her feet, and whipped her into her team’s corner. As Holt started arguing with the referee, Toni and Josy unloaded with shots to Bianca’s head behind the referee’s back. When Pruitt finally turned around, she saw nothing as Chasity bolted in with a corner clothesline. She made the tag to Josy, who came in with a scowl on her face as she stepped back and pressed her foot against Bianca’s throat while leaning on the ropes. Pruitt counted to four before she stopped, and began firing kicks into her body. It crumpled “Killer B” in the corner on her knees before Dawkins pulled her up enough to drop her with a DDT.

Zack: Bianca’s gotta get away from that corner. There’s nothing over there for her but pain, blues, and agony.

Lexi: Josy strikes me as the type that is sour about a lot of things, people that lack personality they way they do usually are. You gotta give it to them though, they certainly know how to work the numbers in their favor.

When she saw Bianca starting to get to her feet, Josy bounced off the near side with a running high knee to her head. Reed collapsed to her knees again just as Dawkins unleashed a flurry of front kicks to her chest that doubled her over. As Reed started to get up, Josy decked her with a spinning backfist to put her down before she went for the cover.

Zack: Toni calls that GRAZED AND DAZED! And she’s looking to call it a night right now!

ONE!!

TWOOOO.

Bianca kicked out as the two hit the mat, and Josy quickly got back to her feet. She went to pull the Atlanta native to her feet, and ended up catching a jawbreaker that she didn’t see coming. It rocked Toni backwards a couple steps before she came forward again….this time into a spinning heel kick that floored her. Reed rolled towards her corner, and made the tag to Caitlyn.

Lexi: Bianca was in need of that tag, and she’s earned a bit of a rest! I know Caitlyn’s been keen to get to go toe to toe with these girls again.

Storm bounded over the top rope as Toni was beginning to rise. It didn’t last long for the Prodigy though as Caitlyn took off towards her with a leaping meteora double knee strike to her chest that brought her down to the mat. The blonde rolled back to her feet, and darted towards the ropes to springboard off into an Asai moonsault that landed perfectly on target before she hooked the outside leg.

Zack: Caitlyn’s not getting paid by the hour, and Toni’s night could be about done!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOO!!!

T-NOPE.

Beasley kicked out just after the two, and Caitlyn rolled off the cover. A smile on her face, she circled around behind her opponent as Beasley was starting to get up again. Storm waited for her to turn around before nailing her with her scissor kick that dropped her back to the mat.

Lexi: There’s STORM FORCE and this could be over sooner rather than later. I was hoping to see her toy with them a bit, but she didn’t seem to like that advice when I gave it to her.

Caitlyn waited for Toni to get back to her feet, and circled around behind her to deliver a knee to her lower back. It almost dropped her to the mat before she grabbed her head, and pulled her down into a dragon sleeper. The sense of urgency was visible for Toni as she tried to grab onto anything within reach, even a handful of the referee’s jersey before Pruitt pulled it free.

Zack: I’m not sure this is the right match to be looking for a submission, not with all these variables in the ring besides her. But Caitlyn’s looking to sap Toni’s stamina, and put her out like a dose of NyQuil.

Lexi: It’s only fitting with how much the Prodigies have bored the rest of us to sleep before tonight. Time to go night night Toni!

The referee kept checking to see if Toni wanted to stop the match, and got no sign she did other than her movements began to slow down. Her arms weren’t as active as they were, and seemed to be getting heavier for her. Pruitt grabbed one of them, and let them fall. She did it again, only to get the same result. But when she did it a third time, a stiff kick landed across Caitlyn’s back from Chasity to break the hold. It caused her to drop her, and clutch her back as Toni tried to make it to her corner and make the tag to Josy.

Lexi: Oh come on! I was about to watch Toni go to snoozeville then, until Chasity went and ruined it.  Get up and get her Caitlyn!

Zack: I’m sure that’s the plan when the pain in her back subsides a little. Josy’s tagged into this thing, and Caitlyn’s looking a little stiff.

Storm got back to her feet, but was frozen up with a kidney punch from Josy that stopped her in her tracks. Two more kept her that way before she began a series of rolling German suplexes. Five in a row landed before she bridged up for a pin attempt.

Lexi: It doesn’t matter who you are kidney punches are gonna stop you in your tracks...Caitlyn could be down and out after what she just took.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOO!!!

THR-NOPE.

Storm’s shoulder came up off the mat in time, and Josy rolled her onto her stomach to begin driving knees into her lower back one after another. She climbed back to her feet, and planted a foot on Caitlyn’s back before pulling up on her arms into a standing surfboard submission.

Zack: Josy’s found her opening, and she’s making sure Caitlyn’s back gets all the attention it could ever want. The problem here is you can’t tap out like that, even if you wanted.

Both Chasity and Toni encouraged her to do more damage, and pull back on her arms more than before. And Josy tried to do just that as she crossed Caitlyn’s arms behind her into a X with her foot still planted on her lower back the whole time. The blonde’s face was clearly in pain as the referee checked to see if she wanted to stop the match. She shook her head as the crowd was solidly behind her, while Josy kept the hold applied.

Lexi: Caitlyn really needs to escape that hold and think about getting a tag too while she’s at it, but short of using telekinesis to shoot Josy outta the ring...she’s a little low on options in that position.

Zack: You can hear Toni and Chasity in the corner encouraging her to make it worse. Short of crippling her, I’m not sure how she could at this point. Caitlyn is stuck!

The referee checked again to see if she wanted to stop, and got another no from Caitlyn. Josy was starting to get annoyed when she uncrossed her arms, and drove her boot across Caitlyn’s face with a facewash. Storm laid face down on the mat as Josy headed for the corner. She climbed up onto the second turnbuckle from the inside, and went for a double stomp….but Caitlyn rolled out of the way. Dawkins stumbled as she tried to get her bearings, and caught a right hand from Angel when she got too close to the corner. It dropped her to a knee, and Caitlyn started looking for her team’s corner...and then crawling towards it as Bianca and Angel both had their hands out.

Lexi: That’s my girl! Get that tag, you got two options who are both a lot fresher than you are at the moment.

Zack: She better hurry though, I’m not sure how long Josy’s gonna stay dazed after catching that right cross from Angel.

Dawkins finally got her wits about her, and went to grab Caitlyn as she was heading into the corner. She grabbed her by her feet, which prompted Caitlyn to get up and use an enzuigiri to the back of her head that dropped her like a rock. She spun around, and dove into the corner to make the tag to Angel. The platinum blonde stepped through as Josy struggled to get to her feet. Dawkins saw her coming, and blasted her with a right to the mouth. But Angel smiled at her!

Lexi: I’m not sure where Caitlyn pulled that from, but it saved her bacon that’s for sure. And….why is Angel smiling at being punched in the mouth?!

Zack: She loves to fight, that’s why! Angel lives by the NFLTG mottoe, which basicallys says she’s got no fucks left to give!

Josy fired another shot, and still only got a smile from Angel before she retaliated with a vicious headbutt into her face. Blood began to seep from Dawkins’ nose on impact as Angel started unloading with massive right hands to her head. It rocked her backwards before Angel pulled her into a facebreaker knee smash. She pulled Dawkins up, and whipped her across for the ride. As soon as she rebounded, Angel scooped her up into a pop up powerbomb. But instead of going for the cover, she used a double clothesline into the corner to send the other two Prodigies to the floor.

Zack: I’ve never seen her use that before, but it worked like a charm! And there goes Chasity and Toni, dropped like yesterday’s trash out here ringside!

Lexi: Josy just got an impromptu nose job, and she didn’t have to pay a dime! I’ve heard that women pay a fortune for those kinda procedures usually. Helpful Angel, is helpful apparently.

Angel pulled Josy to her feet, and shoved her back into the corner. She scooped her up to sit on the top turnbuckle, and then joined her before jumping off with her belly to belly moonsault that drove Dawkins into the mat. She took a seat on her chest, smirking towards her manager before Pruitt dropped to count.

Zack: There’s the MONSTER’S ARRIVAL, and Josy ain’t getting up from that!!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

The referee called for the bell as Angel got back to her feet. The fans gave her a very warm response as she had her hand raised, and was soon joined by Caitlyn and Bianca.

Lexi: Angel made the right decision to get rid of the other two stooges before she went for the cover, and it paid off massively. There was no other way that this match was gonna end than with these three winning!

Kat: Your winners of the match by pinfall………..ANGEL...BIANCA REED and CAITLYN STORM!!

The trio raised their hands along with the referee before Angel kicked Josy out of the ring. Bianca and Caitlyn shook hands before offering one to Angel. She took Caitlyn’s hand, and pulled her into a headbutt to the face. Before Bianca could react, she got kicked between the legs. Reed fell to her knees as Angel pulled a length of piano wire from her top with a grin….to growing boos from the crowd.

Lexi: What the hell?! When did Angel become Bipolar Barbie? She was fine a minute ago and now she’s attacking her own teammates…

Zack: Angel only has one friend in this business, and I think that’s her manager. She’s not here to be friends, and oh boy...there’s that piano wire!

Caitlyn started to get up as Angel wrapped it around her neck, and started choking the life out of her with it. She pressed a foot against her back to pull it tighter as Christian tried to talk her out of it. As he was about to get into the ring, that’s when the lights went out.

Lexi: Alright, who didn’t pay the electricity bill?!

The video wall began to show a series of clocks that have been seen in recent weeks before it finally stopped on the final one that we haven’t.



Zack: Clocks and more clocks, and---

Destiny Child’s “Survivor” began to play as the lights came back up to see Mila Martin sprinting towards the ring.

Lexi: Midnight! Boy is she a sight for sore at eyes right now!

Angel spun around to see what was going on as Mila nailed her with a bicycle kick to the face that sent her off her feet. Caitlyn began pulling the piano wire from her neck as Angel started to get up again, only for Mila to jerk her forward, plant her head, and drive her into the mat with a package piledriver. She got back to her feet, and looked out to the crowd as they roared!

Zack: Look who graduated from Future Shock! “Midnight” has struck in Cleveland, and not a moment too soon!

Mila helped Bianca to her feet, and then Caitlyn. The pair shared a hug as Caitlyn looked extremely happy to see her, despite still coughing and trying to get her wind back.

Lexi: That was perfect timing! Caitlyn was about to go night night ahead of schedule. Talk about making an entrance, Mila has done spectacularly.

Zack: If Angel’s still feeling froggy, go ahead and jump. But I don’t think that’s the case, and the bigger story so far tonight is that woman right there! Welcome to FFW, Mila!

A “MI-LA” chant began to rumble through the crowd as Caitlyn gave her another excited hug as the show cuts to a video package for the next match.







Kat: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is a Street Fight!!!

Mai: I’ve been excited for this match ever since Raven threw a fireball in OE”s face and tried to set her hair on fire. I hope she finishes the job tonight.

Zack: You really do know how to hold a grudge, don’t you? OE fired you, you have no clients now. Get the hell over it!

The lights go out completely as the opening guitar riff of ‘Is this the way you get to hell by Stitched up heart’ starts to play. A red spotlight hits highlighting a handbasket sitting on the otherwise empty stage.

Is this the way you get to hell?
Is this the way you get to hell in a handbasket?
You will tear me apart.
You will tear apart my mind, My simple mind.
It's just cause you hurt so bad,
That you end up blind, You end up blind.
Is this the way you… Is this the way you...
Is this the way you…


A second spotlight hits at the entrance to see Raven Knight standing with her arms raised above her head making the bottom of her top raise enough to show part of her taut abdomen. Boos erupt from the crowd which just bring a smirk to the resident firestarter’s face.

Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
I didn’t even have a chance.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.


Kat: Introducing at this time...from Providence, Rhode Island,--weighing in at one-hundred twenty pounds, she is the “The Dark Raven:” RAVEN KNIIIIGHT!

I will tear you apart.
I will tear apart your mind, Your simple mind.
It's just cause I hurt so bad,
That I end up blind, I end up with a simple mind.
Is this the way you… Is this the way you...
Is this the way you…


Raven walks out onto the stage and approaches the handbasket with the smirk still in place on her face, suddenly she kicks out sending the basket toppling down the ramp and scattering black rose petals in its wake and down the ramp.

Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
I didn’t even have a chance.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.


Raven walks down the ramp towards the ring with her arms raised either side of her and her middle fingers extended towards the crowd. She speeds up as she nears the ring and jumps up onto the apron, sliding under the bottom rope and jumping to her feet in a quick fluid sequence. She raises her middle fingers to the crowd again before going back to her corner and laughing at the animosity she is getting from the crowd.

Zack: Judging by the look on Raven’s face, I’d say she’s been looking forward to it too. This kind of match is right up her alley.

Mai: No kidding, she loves matches without rules! If she gets to hurt people, she’s a happy girl! I can respect that honestly.

“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!)”


Kat: Accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid.. From Kumamoto, Japan and representing Chaotic Temptation... “THE OROCHI” O.E. AYANO!!
 
Walking towards the ring from behind the curtain is the The Orochi, O.E. Ayano. Ayano is dressed in a sports jersey of a hometown team to the current city the show is taking place, as well as a surgical mask. CK pops out of the curtain soon after and whispers something in his client’s ear as “People Say” continues to play over the sound system. Together manager and client walk down the ramp as the crowd quietly cheers on The Orochi. She stops short of the ring and pulls off her jersey and surgical mask, handing it to CK. Now visible in her wrestling gear, she leaps onto the apron as her entrance theme continues. Ayano stands in her corner as the referee checks her, pulling a zip-tie or three from her boots and giving her a look as O.E. shrugs her shoulders, ready for the match.

Zack: This won’t be the only ultraviolent match we’re going to see tonight, but I promise you it’s going to be just as heated as the title match will be to come.

Mai: Is that a pun? Are you a closet Raven fan? Do you want her to set OE on fire before this match is over?!

Robert Valero called for the bell and the two wrestlers came out of their corners to meet each other in the centre of the ring. They both started to trash talk each other before it descended into the pair exchanging stiff right hands. Neither of them giving up an inch as they hammered away at each other, till finally OE was forced to stagger backwards a couple of steps. Knight followed, staying right on top of her opponent with a continuation of the stiff right hands as Ayano continued to back up. As the Japanese superstar got close to her corner, she managed to stop Raven in her tracks with a thumb to the eye, following it up with a drop toe hold that sent the Rhode Islander face first into the middle turnbuckle.

Zack: You know OE is as amped up as she’s ever been after everything she’s endured at the hands of Raven.

Mai: Well OE is a loser, always has been and always will be. I learned that when she faced Sophia last year, that she was a loser.

Quickly OE rolled onto her knees and took hold of Raven’s head, wrapping her hand up in her hair and started to bounce her face off the middle turnbuckle five more times. Ayano then came to her feet, grabbing hold of her opponent by the back of her tights while she was on her knees and pulled them upwards with a wedgie that lifted her off her feet for a couple of moments before OE dropped her back to her knees. Knight had a look of annoyed anger on her face as she quickly began to rise upwards, Ayano looking to slow her down as she delivered two forearm shots across her shoulder blades. Despite the blows, the American wrestler still made it back up to her feet and found herself spun around and straight into a back elbow to the side of the jaw from OE. The Japanese wrestler then reared back and started to light up Raven’s chest with a series of machine gun like stiff chops that left behind large red welts.

Zack: Raven has a pale complexion, but you wouldn’t know it to see her chest right now! It’s getting lit up like a Christmas tree!

Mai: Maybe so, but something tells me Raven is having the time of her life regardless. I’m just waiting for it to get really violent, I mean it is a street fight!

Zack: This match has managed to stay mostly within normal rules a lot longer than I thought it would tonight.

Mai: That’s because OE can’t hang with Raven when it comes to getting sadistic, so she’d rather keep it like this the whole match.

As Ayano finished up the chops, Raven let out a furious cry and lunged forward, grabbing hold of her opponent by the head and spun her around, swapping positions with her in the corner and Knight wasted no time in slamming home stiff raised knees into her gut. The knees were driven in with such venom that they lifted Ayano off her feet and up onto her tiptoes, doubling her over before Knight straightened her up with a throat thrust. As OE gasped for air, she tried to walk out of the corner along the ring ropes only for Raven to grab the back of her head, forcing her down against the cable and scraping her face along it as she walked her into the next corner. As they reached the corner, Raven pulled back Ayano’s head and slammed her face first into the top turnbuckle before scooping her up off her feet and dropped her with a snake eyes once more into the top turnbuckle.

Mai: If it worked once, it’ll work again, right? OE doesn’t have a lot going on mentally though, so this won’t affect her intelligence at all going forward.

Zack: You’re a bitter bitter bitter woman, you know that?

The Japanese wrestler stumbled a step backwards before she collapsed onto her knees where Knight measured her up and delivered a roundhouse kick to the back of her opponents head. Ayano slumped forward over the middle rope which saw Raven sprint across the ring, coming off the far ropes and on her return left her feet to land on OE’s back. Raven started to bounce up and down on her spine with a bronco buster that saw her drive her foe’s chest against the rope, stopping her from being able to gain breathe. Finally Raven stopped bouncing and stepped away from the Chaotic Temptation member who fell to all fours and tried to scramble away from the ring ropes. Raven however, did let her go far as she skipped forward and left her feet to deliver a curb stomp to the back of OE’s head. Ayano bounced as she hit the canvas, rolling over onto her back and Raven dove on top of her to hook the leg and make the cover.

Mai: I need OE to kick out here, I want Raven to hurt her a lot more than this!

One…

Two…

Zack: You got your wish, OE did manage to kick out. But I doubt it was because of the reasons you are hoping for.

Ayano kicked out as the referee made the two count and Raven wasted little time in coming back to her feet, watching as her foe rolled onto her front, still trying to catch her breath. Knight waved her upwards and when OE came up to her knees, the Providence native sent her sprawling to the side with a two footed dropkick. Quickly the firestarter moved into position between Ayano’s legs, grabbing hold of her thighs as she rolled to her back, sliding her head out onto the apron before she fell backwards and catapulted throat first into the bottom rope. As the Eighth Chamber Orochi rolled to the side, once more gasping and struggling for breath only to see Raven step through the ropes onto the apon where she stomped away at the girl. OE rolled over onto her front which allowed her foe to deliver an elbow drop into the top of her spine as she dropped to the floor; Ayano rolling onto her back.

Mai: Alright, here we go! Now they are on the outside. Someone go get a car and just run her over a few times!

Zack: Were you like this after every client dumped you? Or is OE just a special case for some reason?

As she stood on the floor, Raven drove two further elbows into her opponent’s face before she ducked down and flipped up the ring apron. A couple of moments later Knight emerged from underneath the ring with a baseball bat. With a nod of her head she tapped the metal bat on the apron next to her opponent, taking up her batters stance, reared back and swung for the fences, getting nothing but air as OE rolled away at the last moment. Knight followed her opponent, swinging once more only to crash the bat against the steel ring post causing her to let out a slight cry of pain as it connected and sent vibrations all the way up her arms. Ayano having used her momentum to again avoid the blow to the side of her head also managed to escape under the bottom rope on the opposite side of the post, landing on her feet and forced herself to leap onto the top of ring steps between her and her opponent. OE took a moment and then jumped off them and snapped off a hurricanrana that sent Raven tumbling stomach first into the steel.

Zack: Raven’s midsection hit those steps hard, and whatever she ate before the match just got put into a spin cycle.

Mai: That’s alright, she can eat something after the match. You know, after she decimates OE, of course.

The Eighth Chamber Orochi’s hand found the baseball bat and wrapped around it, using it to help her come to her feet while she was still trying to regain her breath. As she got to her feet, she came eye to eye with her American opponent and quickly jabbed the end of the bat into her stomach. She followed it up with another jab to the stomach. Raven leaned forward and was sent face first to the floor as OE brought the ball bat crashing down across her shoulders. Ayano looked down at Raven who was quick to push up to all fours only for OE to crash the bat down into her spine three more times in quick succession before she looked at the bat, almost seeing it for the first time before she shook her head and threw into the ring. The Japanese wrestler than staggered purposefully away around the ring before she too ducked down underneath it and after a couple of seconds of looking around placed something on the ring apron before she pulled out a two by four that had barbed wire wrapped around one end.

Mai: Here we go, HERE WE GO!! But….it’s in the wrong hands! OE, hand that to Raven for me, would you?

Zack: I’m sure she’ll get right on that, just because you asked.

The crowd cheered her as she raised the weapon high into the air and set off back the way she came, picking up speed as she rounded the corner, holding the barbed wire wrapped lumber against her arm as she took risen Raven back down  to the floor with a weapon assisted clothesline. Raven sat up as the wrestler from Kumamoto stood over her, raising the wood high into the air and swung it down, crashing the wire into her chest. She delivered another swing of her club to her foes chest before dropping down to her knee and tried to force the metalwork against her face and drag it back and forth - but Raven managed to get her arms up in front of her features; the barbs tearing into her forearms, turning them into a bloody mess as she did so and cause Raven to grit her teeth as she swallowed back a cry of pain. OE nodded her head as she came back to her feet, placing her weapon on the ring apron before she pulled Knight upwards and drove her head into the floor with a snap DDT, only to pull her up to her feet once more and into another snap DDT. Rolling Knight over, OE made the cover at ringside and the referee dropped to count.

Zack: Two DDTs in a row, and look at Raven’s arms!

One…

Two…

...TH-

Mai: She kicked out, thank you! Raven, if you wreck her, I’ll pay for the medication for your arms! You can pick the drug store!

Raven kicked out and OE shook her head as she rose to her feet, retrieving the two by four again and this time drove into her opponents body with a modified elbow drop before she could sit up. A second modified elbow drop followed before Ayano came back to her feet, sliding her weapon back into the ring before she moved around the corner and once more looked behind the apron, sliding out a table that she quickly set up on the floor. Ayano moved back towards Raven as the wrestler from Providence was pulling herself upwards using the ring apron. As OE reached her, she slammed Raven face first into the ring apron and started to pull her by her hair towards the table, introducing her once more to the apron before she sent her face into the top of the ring steps and then into the table. Ayano rolled Raven onto the table and immediately began to drive forearms into Knight’s skull, landing ten in quick succession. As Raven lay unmoving on the top of the table, OE rolled back underneath the bottom rope into the ring and came quickly to her feet. Ayano stood holding the top rope for a second, measuring up her foe on the table before she sent herself over the top with a slingshot senton. Ayano crashed through the table, splintering it into a thousand pieces a half second after Raven rolled off the table and into the ring apron.

Mai: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Zack: OE went for it all, and got nothing but lumber! And her former manager is having the time of her life beside me watching this.

OE immediately sat up, holding her spine in agony before she reached for the crowd barricade and used it to pull herself up to her feet. Ayano turned around and went towards her opponent, reaching underneath the apron to pull her out from under the ring and back to her feet but never managed to get her upright as Knight used her forearm to deliver a low blow. The Japanese wrestler stepped backwards and was caught with a jawbreaker by her opponent that sent her reeling into the crowd barrier. Raven forced herself up to her feet and started to throw right hand bombs that connected with her foe’s jaw, each blow causing her to lean backwards over the crowd barrier. Knight slammed seven of the haymakers into OE’s jaw before she reached down deep and came up with a huge uppercut that sent the Japanese wrestler flipping over and into the crowd.

Mai: I’ll take back everything I ever said about Cleveland if any of those fans right there decide to help Raven beat the snot out of OE.

Zack: If they want to get arrested and thrown out of the building, they can. But if they are smart, they will steer wide and clear from this mess.

OE started to crawl away, using the space to come to her feet as Raven climbed over the barrier and shoved a fan out of their seat, folding it up and walked Ayano down, crashing the chair into the top of her skull. OE dropped to her knees only to quickly push upwards and reel away which saw her get another chair shot - this one to her spine. Ayano dropped to her knees and got another chair shot to her back, followed by one to her head that falling caused her to land face first on the floor. Before OE could move again, Raven crashed the chair into her skull once more then adjusted her grip so that she could drive the edge of the chair into her opponent’s shoulder blade. Knight circled around her foe, driving the edge of the chair into her opposite shoulder and then into each knee pit, each time eliciting a howl of pain from OE. As she finished targeting each joint, Raven once more slammed the chair across her opponent’s back as Ayano made it to all fours. Knight threw the seat onto the floor then pulled the Japanese wrestler up to her feet, lifting her off her feet and delivered an Alabama slam, driving her back into the steel chair as her head bounced off the concrete. Raven made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.

Mai: Oh….oh, I enjoyed that! Can we get a replay?! No, don’t pin her yet!

One…

Two…

...THRE-

Zack: OE’s not done yet! As much as you think this match suits Raven, OE isn’t shy about giving as good as she gets!

At the two and a half count OE rolled her shoulder and Raven glared at the referee as she pulled OE up to her feet and Irish whipped her back towards the ringside area. Ayano hit the barrier hard and Knight came in hot on her heels; the Providence native leaving her feet to drive a high knee into the jaw of the Eighth Chamber Orochi before she took her over the barrier and back into the ringside area with a discus clothesline. Ayano rolled and began to use the ring apron to pull herself up to her feet as Raven climbed up onto the barrier and leapt off to connect with a double axe handle smash into her spine. Ayano once more tried to reel away only to be spun around by her opponent and straight into ten forearm smashes into her jaw. As OE tried to get away, Raven pulled her back in towards her once again and put her down with a short arm lariat.

Zack: This match is about as much flat out smashmouth wrestling as it is a street fight up to this point.

Mai: I noticed that, and I’m waiting on the shift to more ultraviolence. I want to see OE being tortured here!

As Ayano lay on the floor, Knight retrieved a steel chair from underneath the ring and slid it into the ring before she brought the rising OE all the way back up to her feet and rolled her underneath the bottom rope into the ring. Raven followed, coming back to her feet quickly and instantly went towards Ayano, the crowd booing her as she pulled her upwards and started to drive knees into her chest while holding her foe in a Muay Thai clinch that she quickly transitioned into a sit out facebuster, slamming OE’s face down into the steel of the folding chair. Knight quickly rolled her opponent onto her back, showing that the final move had busted open OE’s forehead and the Rhode Islander made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.

Mai: Wait, no! She just started bleeding, I want to see a lot more than that!

One…

Two…

...THRE--

Zack: You may get your wish here, because OE still is very much in this match. But her head looks like a cracked melon right now.

Ayano’s shoulder popped up from the canvas causing the referee to stop his count just short of the three, showing the count to Raven who once more glared at Valero for a couple of seconds before she floated over. As Knight took up the mount position she cradled the back of OE’s head in one hand and began to fire off stiff shots into her forehead, slamming her knuckles into the cut that had been opened up - each blow widening it further and further as blood began to cover the Japanese wrestlers forehead. Raven landed fifteen, twenty blows before she rolled away from OE and came to her feet, a sick smile coming across her features as her eyes came to rest on the barbed wire two by four and she headed towards it, picking it up from the canvas and returning to OE who was starting to sit up only for Raven to charge towards her, putting her back on the canvas with a running big boot to the face.

Mai: What’s a shame is the fact Raven didn’t have any spikes or nails on the bottom of her boot before she did that.

Zack: Note to anyone thinking of hiring Mai, this is what you will get if you ever decide to trade up for better representation.

As OE landed back on the canvas, Raven dropped down to her knees next to her and pressed the barbed wire against Ayano’s forehead before she raked to backwards, resetting quickly and doing it again and again and again. It further opened up the cut on the forehead, causing yet more blood to flow. Knight’s sadistic look turned to one of satisfaction at the damage done before she threw the two by four and pulled Ayano upwards to her feet, jerking her towards the middle of the ring and straight into the Knight Fall facebreaker knee smash. The Japanese wrestler bounced off her opponent’s knee and landed on her back on the mat. Raven quickly made the cover on Ayano, lazily reaching down and hooking a leg as she did so.

Zack: KNIGHTFALL! I think OE could be done!

One…

Two…

...THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mai: Bite your tongue, OE isn’t done! Raven still needs to do a lot worse than that, both for her to win and for me to enjoy.

At the last possible moment Ayano rolled her shoulder to break the count and Robert Valero showed the two count, explaining to Knight that the shoulder came up before the three count. The Rhode Islander was quickly back to her feet and demanded the three count and her hand raised by the referee as he tried to explain to her that it was only a two count. Meanwhile OE rolled away and out of the ring where she landed on one knee in front of the announce desk. Knight continued to argue with the referee, demanding he count quicker next time before finally turning her attention back towards her opponent.

Zack: I’ve never seen an instance where arguing with the referee got you what you wanted in a match, but it gave OE a little time to recuperate.

Seeing her on the outside, pulling herself with the ring apron, Raven dropped back to the ropes, bouncing off them and launched herself into a baseball slide aimed at OE’s jaw but it didn’t connect as the Chaotic Temptation member sidestepped, pulling up the ring skirt and up over Raven’s head as she landed on her feet. Knight tried to pull it down to free herself and Ayano took full advantage of her being temporarily blinded by firing off stiff right and left hands into either side of her head as her arms whirled like windmills as they delivered the blows.

Mai: Hey hey hey, no using the apron on Raven! C’mon, pull that thing off and punch her in the taint!

Finally Knight managed to pull the ring apron down to her waist and Ayano immediately stopped delivering the punches to the side of her head and with both hands grabbed Raven into a titty twister that she combined with a headbutt straight across the bridge of her nose. Knight reeled backwards against the ring apron before she was sent to her knees by a Mongolian Chop. Quickly OE stooped down, flipping the ring skirt out of the way to find Knight on her hands and knees before she reached forward and locked in a Cobra Clutch on the American. She kept the hold applied as she pulled Raven upwards to her feet and into the Black Mamba, using the submission hold to deliver a facebuster.

Zack: From the cobra clutch right into one of OE’s favorites, the BLACK MAMBA! Let’s see how long Raven can stand it!

Ayano released the hold as she landed the move, breathing deeply as she pushed up onto all fours, blood dripping from her forehead. Raven started to stir next to her which saw OE quickly go into action, pushing upwards and throwing herself at her opponent to deliver a forearm to the back of her head. As Raven collapsed to the floor from the blow, OE took up her back, isolating her left arm as she grabbed hold of her hand and started to pull her fingers in opposite directions snapping and dislocating them as she did so with her Pointin’ Fingers.

Zack: OE’s trying to take some digits home with her tonight for souvenirs, and Raven’s hands aren’t gonna be right for days!

Mai: I taught her how to do that, you know. But do I get any credit for it? No, I just get fired. Ungrateful….

As OE released her hand and pushed herself slowly up to her feet, Raven clutched her hand against her chest and Ayano moved towards the announce desk. Ayano worked quickly to clear the top of the table of the monitors, advising the announce team to get out of the way before she turned back towards Knight. The Chaotic Temptation member pulled Raven up from her knees to her feet and took her over to the announce table where she slammed her face into  it. Raven slumped over it for a moment before Ayano pulled her head up once more, slamming it into the surface once more. This time as she pulled Raven upwards from the wooden surface, Knight surprised her and caught her with one of the announcers iPads to the side of the head. She delivered a second tablet shot to her temple before she lifted OE upwards and slammed her down onto the top of the table with a flapjack.

Mai; Hey hey hey, that’s my tablet! Do you know how much those things cost?!

Zack: File a complaint, why don’t you?! The referee needs to get these two away from the booth, I don’t like being this close to the action!

Ayano lay across the desk as Raven took a couple of moments to gather herself before she climbed up onto the table with her opponent and pulled her upwards, getting loud boos from the crowd as she set her up for the Knight Terrors front headlock driver. Before she could deliver it though, OE managed to shove her away from her. The Providence native stopped herself at the edge of the table and turned around to face her opponent as OE snapped off a front kick into her gut. Quickly Ayano pulled her foe forward into a standing headscissors and appeared to be ready to go for a piledriver...only for Raven to almost counter with a back body drop that OE cut off with three desperate clubbing forearms to Knight’s back, that saw the Japanese wrestler dropped back onto her feet. As the Eighth Chamber Orochi landed she quickly altered up her tactics, lifting her foe up onto her shoulders in position for a powerbomb...then slammed her down so that her spine landed across the top of the crowd barrier; the table giving way under OE as she delivered the move.

Mai: Chiropractor City right there! C’mon, Raven! Shake it off, and set her on fire!

Zack: WOULD YOU STOP?!

Knight slipped forward and landed on her ass, slumped down against the crowd barrier with a look of agony on her face. OE looked up at her as she was all fours and crawled towards Raven, grabbing hold of her head and bouncing the back of her head off the crowd barrier like it was a basketball. Ayano forced herself up to her feet, grabbing hold of the crowd barrier and slammed three knees into her foes face before she pulled Knight upwards, walking her to the ring and rolling her back underneath the bottom rope where she followed her. Again OE pulled Raven upright, scooping her off her feet and onto her shoulder. Ayano stumbled for just a moment before she found her balance once more and delivered the Meteor Hammer version of the Michinoku Driver II in the corner. Quickly OE made the cover, hooking Raven’s legs as she did so.

Zack: Michinoku Driver, and Raven’s gotta be unconscious after that!

One…

Two…

...THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mai: Oh no, she isn’t! It’s hard to stop crazy, Zack. Not….that I’m insinuating Raven is crazy, in case she watches the replay later.

The referee waved off the count an instant before the three count once more as Raven’s shoulder came up off the canvas in the nick of time. OE nodded her head in acceptance of the count and rolled away, wiping the blood away from her forehead as she came to her feet and backed across the ring. She began to wave Raven upright as Knight slowly started to rise, reaching out for the ring ropes and using them to help her get her feet underneath her. As soon as Raven was almost vertical, OE flashed a peace sign to the crowd before she turned it upside down and dropped into a three point stance. When Knight turned to face her, Ayano exploded out of the stance and into a spear, looking to drive her shoulder into Raven’s midriff.

Zack: Good Lord! If the Raiders are looking for tackles, they should be watching this match! Knight nearly got disemboweled!

Knight though dove out of the way to the mat at the last moment and OE went straight through the ropes; her shoulder striking the metal ring post. Ayano slowly extracted herself from the between the ropes as Raven managed to make it back to her feet. As the Japanese wrestler spun around she suddenly got a fireball to the face from Knight. OE fell back against the turnbuckles and Raven came forward, holding the back of her head and her spine for the first couple of steps before she built momentum and drove a knee into OE’s abdomen. Ayano leaned forward and Raven slowly pulled her out of the corner towards the middle of the ring where she connected with another Knight Fall facebreaker knee smash. OE hit the canvas and Raven stumbled all the way back to the ropes after delivering the move, holding her back yet again. It took a couple of seconds for Raven to gather herself once more before she staggered forward and slowly dropped to her knees then made the cover, hooking OE’s legs.

Zack: Another KNIGHTFALL, and OE’s gotta be done this time!

One…

Two…

...THRE--

Mai: She’s too stupid to know when to stop, and I don’t mind that at all! Raven, go get a BMW and show her the power of German engineering!

Thanks to the delay in making the cover, OE was able to get her shoulder up from the canvas. Raven rolled away, not even bothering to look at the referee as he confirmed the count and started to crawl towards the metal baseball bat she introduced to the match earlier. As she reached it, she began to seemingly unscrew the flared end of the bat, dropping a metal cap to the canvas to reveal what appeared to be a fine grill at the top end of the bat. With a smile Raven came to her feet, pulling a lighter from her ring attire that she flicked into life and held against the modified end of the bat causing it to burst into flame, making the metal bat a torch. She held the insulating grip and as OE began to come to feet, Raven charged forward and slammed the flaming end of the bat into her stomach. OE staggered away and received the bat across her shoulder blades, causing her to continue to stumble as another blow landed, followed by another and another. Ayano managed to stagger half way around the ring before she collapsed to her knees in the corner. Another blow landed that caused her to drop to all fours and Raven lifted the bat over her head, looking to bring it crashing down on her opponent yet again only for OE to counter and catch her with an elbow into her midriff.

Zack: Talk about split second timing right there! OE managed to avoid what would have been a disastrous turn of events!

Mai: I know, and it’s starting to piss me off too!

As Raven took two steps backwards, Ayano grabbed the small bag she’d placed in the corner, throwing it away a second later as Raven stepped forward and this time caught OE with the flaming bat across her spine. OE dropped down onto her front and Knight pressed the bat against her opponent’s body; Ayano letting out a scream as her feet kicked against the canvas. A sadistic smile appeared on Raven’s face as she heard the scream and then raised the bat upwards, preparing to strike once more as OE rolled over onto her back, her face turning into a mask of agony and as Knight started to bring the bat down, OE revealed that she had an aerosol in her hand and squirted it upwards, causing the flame of the bat to flare up into Raven’s face. The Rhode Islander quickly threw the bat away to the outside as OE released the can, showing it to be hairspray as it rolled across the mat towards Scarlett Silver’s make up bag from where it had come.

Mai: You don’t steal from another woman’s makeup bag, that should be a crime right there!

Zack: Well go take it up with OE after the match, I’d love to see that!

Raven held her face as she tried to recover where the jet of flame had momentarily scorched her face and temporarily blinded her. As she did so OE made it to the ropes and pulled herself to her feet, leaning her back against them as she reached inside her top and removed a chain. There was still a slight look of pain on her face as she leaned across the ropes and wrapped the metallic links around her fist. As soon as she was satisfied the chain was secure, Ayano hurled herself forward off the ring ropes and caught Raven with a Thesz Press sending her down to the canvas. OE landed on top of her and wasted no time at all as she began to reign down chain covered fists into Raven’s skull, going way past ten shots, past twenty and into the thirties before she rolled away. Knight also rolled to the side and began to rise only for Ayano to pop her in the jaw with a huge chain assisted haymaker of a shot. Somehow Raven stayed upright even as her feet turned to jelly but only for a second before OE took her down with a cutter.

Zack: Big time cutter from Ayano, and I’m not sure how much more Raven has left after that!

Mai: Is it alright if I hand her a brick or something?

OE immediately dove back on top of Raven, hammering away at her forehead once more with the chain covered fist, connecting with just ten shots this time before she rolled away. Again she flashed the crowd the peace sign, turning it upside down before she dropped down into a three point stance. As Knight pushed upwards to her feet the Eighth Chamber Orochi came up from the stance like a rocket and drove her shoulder straight into Raven’s midsection, folding her up like a wallet as she landed on the mat after the Kusanagi. Ayano stacked her up with both legs over her shoulder for the pinfall.

Mai: Not the KUSANAGI!! KICK OUT, PLEASE!!

One…

Two…

….THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ayano rolled away onto her back, breathing heavily as Robert Valero completed the account and called for the bell.

Zack: Not gonna happen! Wow, that was one hell of a street fight!

Kat: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner by way of pinfall… “THE OROCHI” OE AYANO!!!

Mai: I say we make it 2 out of 3 falls and keep this thing going! I know Raven can do more damage!

Zack: Too damn bad for you then! O.E. picks up one of the hardest fought wins of her career over a deadly Raven in Cleveland!

As Raven rolled away to the apron holding her face in both hands where she was met by the ringside medic, Valero helped OE up to her feet. The Japanese wrestler showed all the effects of the match as she took a moment to get her balance. A smile though came across her ring as the referee raised her hand in the air, the crowd cheering her loudly as the show cut elsewhere.

Mai: Let’s go 2 out of 3 falls, and let her do some more work on OE! I’m game, anyone else up for that? Anyone?!

Valero raised her hand in the air, a smile starting to spread over Raven’s face as the crowd booed her. The brunette from Providence began her celebrations as the crowd became more vociferous in their dislike of her before the show cut elsewhere.
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Midnight Hour

Amber Carano is seen walking through the locker room area till she finds an open door with the woman she’s looking for behind it...along with her best friend. After a knock, she lets herself in to find Caitlyn Storm with her roommate, the newly-arrived “Midnight” Mila Martin.

Amber: Ladies, congratulations to you both for what you did tonight! Caitlyn, your team won the 6 woman tag match, and who should show up afterwards but your best friend?!

Caitlyn: I’m always glad to see Mila, and I was even more than usual tonight. Her timing was perfect!

Amber: It was the last FFW Pay Per View, Global Wars, that we got to see Mila in a FFW ring for the first time. Who would have guessed just a few weeks later...she’d be here as the newest addition to the roster? How are you both feeling right now?

Caitlyn: I’m a bit sore, but I’m so excited that Mila is here now, and that she came out when she did.

Mila: I’m starting to wind down a bit now as the adrenaline is wearing off. I couldn’t just sit back and watch Caitlyn getting treated like that. What kind of friend would I have been if I’d just let her get choked out?

Amber: I don’t think anyone other than Angel would begrudge you for doing that. How did it feel going out there and getting the response you did? Does it feel different than what you’ve been used to so far in Future Shock?

Mila: It’s definitely a much larger crowd for a start, so the buzz is like Future Shock on steroids! I wasn’t expecting that kind of response, but then again I wasn’t really thinking about what response I’d get at all when I went out. It was an automatic reflex.

Amber: Well I do have some news for you. On the next Breaking Point, Mila, you get right to work and will be teaming up with Caitlyn here to face a couple old ‘friends’ you know well….the Privileged Circle, in your main roster debut.

Mila: Sure….friends….is the furthest thing from my mind when I think of those two. I’m glad I’m going to be getting straight to work though, especially since it’s going to be with Caitlyn by my side. I think we’re going to be able to work well together.

Amber: Caitlyn, how do you feel about all this? Do you think you and Mila, who have never really teamed together, can make it work against two women like Isis and Valentina who have been teaming for a long time?

Caitlyn’s face lights up as the excitement is clear on the blonde.

Caitlyn: I think that’s one of the best things I’ve heard all week! And I don’t think we can make it work, I know we can. We train together all the time and we’re roommates and friends too. I think we’ll be a great team!

Amber: I like your enthusiasm, and we’ll find out firsthand next Breaking Point. Once again, congratulations and welcome to FFW, Mila!

Amber shakes the former military officer’s hand before we cut back to the ring.





A quick cutaway shows us the history and some of the tweets between Rose and Lacey before we head back to the ring, and find Kat standing front and center.

Kat: The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish!

Zack: There’s not going to be a whole lot of mutual respect in this match, fans. I expect it to be nothing more than a fight. I’ll be joined by Lacey’s manager for this match in just a moment.

The lights dim as the opening bars of Turn You On by Stitched Up Heart hit the speakers around the arena.

Are you awake, You're gonna have to hear the words I say
Don't you try turn away, I'm everything you ever dreamed I'd be
I'll make you wish that you never talked, Back to me
I can't wait to watch your ego bleed
Your pain will set me free


A red spotlight hits the curtain and Kyle Kilmeade walks out and proceeds to hold it open for Lacey to walk through. Stepping onto the stage in front of Kyle, Lacey wears a green and black one piece, which has a deep vee cut all the way to her navel, black fishnet tights and matching green and black boots. She runs her hands down her curves, while giving a little sway of her hips and then stands with her arms folded across her chest and her head lowers. 

I'd bite I'd scratch I'd hold you down, Just to turn you on
I'd leave you waiting tied and bound, Just to turn you on
Close your eyes, And come with me tonight
I'd burn this whole room to the ground, Just to turn, just to turn you on


She snaps her head up and flings her arms out at the sides of her in one fluid motion, almost as if someone has just pulled the strings on a puppet. Keeping her gaze straight ahead she slowly smirks before lowering her arms to her sides and making her way down the ramp with Kyle walking beside her.

I'll make you beg, I'm gonna teach you things you won't forget
Don't you try turn away, I'm everything you ever dreamed I'd be
I'll make you wish that you never talked, Back to me
I can't wait to watch your ego bleed
Your pain will set me free


Kat: Making her way to the ring at this time….from parts unknown…..LAAAAACEEEEEY!!!

I'd bite I'd scratch I'd hold you down, Just to turn you on
I'd leave you waiting tied and bound, Just to turn you on
Close your eyes, And come with me tonight
I'd burn this whole room to the ground, Just to turn, just to turn you on


Completely ignoring the crowd at either side of the ramp, Lacey speeds up as she reaches the ring and jumps up onto the apron. Taking hold of the top rope with both hands, she slowly and seductively sways her hips and wiggles her way down and back up, almost like a serpent, before springboarding over the top rope. When she lands in the ring she immediately drops down into the splits and stays there for a moment with her arms outstretched. After getting back to her feet, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle facing the outside. Pulling something from her top she opens her palm and blows the contents into the crowd.

I can't wait to watch your ego bleed
And all the pain you feel will set you free
If you behave this night will never end
Turn off the lights and start again


The lights shut off completely for a second at the end of the theme, when they come back on, Lacey is standing in her corner sharing some last minute words with Kyle before he heads to the booth.

Zack: This is Lacey’s first appearance on a FFW Pay Per View in the ring, and it’s not a foe she’s unfamiliar with either. These two have met before, just not with as much animosity as now. Welcome to the booth, Kyle.

Kyle: Glad to be here. After knocking off a couple part timers in Mexico City with Wilma, Lacey is feeling as confident as ever. Rose is going to regret this.

The dance beats of DJ Cutman's "I"m The Boss" blare through the sound system as lights blink in white, baby blue and purple. Skipping and bopping to the beat, Rose Gardner comes out from the back, opening her arms in an airplane stance as she reaches the top of the ramp, stopping and staring into the crowd. Dressed in a green singlet matching leggings and boots….and blood red hair, it’s clear who she is immediately for this match. She then makes her way down the ramp, highfiving as many fans as possible in the way. As the chorus of the music approaches, she darts to the ring and hops onto the second rope, showing off for the crowd, pointing to herself with her two thumbs as the lyrics say...

I'm the boss!
I'm the boss!
I'm very, very sorry for your loss!
I'm the boss!
I'm the boss!
And just in case I didn't get the point across
I'M THE BOSS!


Kat: And her opponent, from World 8-8, standing at 5'4"... ROSE GARDNER!!!

Poison then fluffs her red hair, and blows Lacey a kiss, which causes her opponent to roll her eyes.

Zack: Rose is pure energy, and is a woman of many disguises if you look at her outfits...much like the one she’s wearing right now! Is that Poison Ivy?

Kyle: Isn’t that cute? Just a poor imitation of the woman she’s about to have to deal with in just a second, Zack.

Referee Emi Yamamoto checks both women for hidden objects, and then calls for the bell after Kat leaves the ring. Lacey remains propped in the corner with a bemused expression on her face, while Rose continues mimicking her in the far corner dressed as Poison Ivy. The pair head towards the center as Rose tries to blow her another kiss before Lacey goes to clock her. But Gardner blocks it, and counters with a spinning elbow to her head. Rose turns into her, and starts using that same elbow to wallop Lacey again and again on top of the head before spinning her around for an atomic drop. Lacey nearly gets ricocheted into the corner before Rose follows her in with a clothesline that sends her through the ropes to the floor.  She then stretches out in the middle ring with a grin on her face.

Kyle: I know she thinks this is funny, but she’s going to push Lacey farther than she’s willing to go, and then well…...you’ll see.

Zack: Lacey got deposited on the floor like an old newspaper right there, and Rose is clearly having a good time at the outset of this match.

Lacey got back to her feet on the outside, and seemed to be stewing as she paced back and forth for a second. She climbed back up onto the apron, grabbing the top rope before Rose grabbed it too, and used it to slingshot her back into the ring. Lacey popped back to her feet, and caught a running knee to the ribs that doubled her over. Rose bounced off the near side with an axe kick to the back of her head. As she was starting to get up again, Rose nailed a bicycle kick that dropped her before making a tight cover with a hook of the leg.

Zack: Rose is looking to end it early here, and Lacey’s in trouble!

ONE!!

TWO.

Lacey kicked out at two, and shoved Rose off the cover. The cosplayer got back to her feet, and went to grab her head. But Lacey surprised her by jamming a thumb into her eye as she approached. Several right hands to the head followed that before she used a snapmare to bring her down.

Kyle: That’s the kind of thing that happens if you go in there acting like an idiot. Sooner or later, you get shown up.

When Rose sat up, Lacey drove her knee into her back. She quickly dropped down to the other knee to apply a straitjacket. Rose’s arms were wrapped around her neck, while Lacey pulled her back against her knee for added pain. Emi moved around to see if Rose wanted to stop the match as the cosplayer tried to get a breath in her body. Lacey’s face was focused and clearly angry as she told her to quit before pulling on her arms more.

Zack: A rear chinlock with a straitjacket applied, that’s a new wrinkle I haven’t seen Lacey use in the past.

Kyle: Lacey’s not interested in flying around the ring at top speed. She likes to make her opponents suffer...and in Rose’s case, very slowly.

Emi checked with Rose again, but still got the same response. The Cleveland crowd started getting behind her as they chanted her name, and Rose began to turn to one side, which began to unravel the hold. She only got halfway to her feet before a kneelift to the face stopped her in her tracks. Lacey hooked her arms, and brought her down with a double underhook DDT. Hearing the fans boo seemed to bring a smile to Lacey’s face as she got back to her feet.

Zack: That was a smart counter from Rose right there, but it didn’t lead into anything that she was hoping to accomplish.

Kyle: Explain to me why people like this girl, Zack. Half of everything she had to say about Lacey on Twitter was body shaming her. The worst part is she doesn’t have a lot of room to talk.

Rose was a little slower to start to get up again, but it didn’t last long. As soon as she was on her knees. Lacey bounced off the near side with a running knee strike to the side of her head. Gardner dropped face down on the mat before Lacey rolled her over and pressed a boot against her throat. Rose gasped for breath as the redhead seemed to take enjoyment out of it as Emi counted to four before the break. The cosplayer gasped for breath as she tried to get to her knees. Lacey retaliated with a running big boot across her jaw that flattened her again, and then fell into position to make the cover.

Kyle: If they won’t kneel before her by choice, Lacey doesn’t mind making them do it by force.

ONE!!!

TWOOOO.

T-NO.

Rose got her shoulder off the mat at two, and Lacey rose back to her feet. The cosplayer headed for the ropes to help her get up, only for the Gold Standard member to take off past her. Lacey slid under the bottom rope in front of Rose to deliver a palm thrust into her throat that sent her back into the ring choking.

Zack: Lacey seems like she’s very much enjoying what she’s doing here. I almost get the sense she was glad Rose got her shoulder up, so she could continue with this assault.

Lacey pulled Rose’s head to hang over the apron before she climbed onto it. A few steps back were made before she darted down the apron with a guillotine leg drop across the back of her head. Emi warned her to get back into the ring, and Lacey slid under the bottom lasciviously before getting to her feet. The redhead flicked her hair in Emi’s face as Rose began to get up again. But when she went to grab her, Rose surprised her this time with a sweep of her legs. She got back to her feet, and fell backwards to catapult Lacey headfirst into the turnbuckle. As soon as she struck and stumbled around, Rose darted towards her to drop her with a tornado DDT. But she didn’t get back up immediately as both women lay on the mat.

Zack: Rose found herself a burst of energy, but she’s having a hard time following up after everything she’s had to endure from Lacey.

Kyle: It takes way more than that to keep Lacey down, and you can ask any of her opponents in the past for proof of that.

Gardner sat up first, and looked the worse for wear at the moment. She finally made it back to her feet, and saw Lacey beginning to do the same. She pulled her up the rest of the way, and whipped her across to the far side. Lacey rebounded quickly before Rose used a leap frog. Lacey ducked underneath it and hit the ropes again before the cosplayer left her feet for a Pele’ kick that brought the crowd back to life! Lacey collapsed on the mat before Gardner dropped across her with a hook of the outside leg.

Zack: Did you hear the sound of that Pele kick off Lacey’s skull?! I think she’s out, and Emi will find out shortly!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE.

Lacey rolled her shoulder off the mat in time, and Rose made it back to her feet. She dragged Lacey to sit up against the corner before using the ropes for a dropkick into her chest. With the crowd loudly behind her, she headed for the opposite corner.

Kyle: I know she’s watching. Valerie, would you mind coming out here, please?

Zack: What are you doing? Why are you calling out Valerie?!

Rose took off towards her opponent, and nailing her with a cannonball senton to the chest. She quickly got back to her feet, and took off for the ropes as Lacey was starting to get up again. Gardner came back with a running handspring into an enzuigiri that faceplanted Lacey on the canvas before Rose dragged her from the ropes and went for the cover.

Zack: SONIC SPIN! Rose got every bit of it too, and I think Lacey’s about done for tonight!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!

Lacey still got her shoulder up in the nick of time, and Rose shook her head. When she got back to her feet, she happened to see Valerie McKinley strolling towards the ring.

Kyle: Obviously Lacey has a lot more resilience than you give her credit for having. Hey, look who’s here!

Valerie looked to be heading up the steps into the ring as Rose waved her forward, while Emi tried to dissuade her. The One Percenter stepped up onto the apron, asking Rose if that's what she really wanted. But as all this went on, Lacey had made it back to her feet and caught Rose with a superkick to the back of her head. She crumpled to her knees just before Lacey used a piledriver to put her down.

Kyle: Rose would do well to focus on her opponent. Otherwise, things like that tend to happen.

Zack: Lacey was getting her clock cleaned, and needed a distraction. And the co-holder of the Future Shock Tag Titles was happy to oblige.

Rose was very slow to get up. But when she did, Lacey grabbed her into position, pecked her forehead with a kiss and delivered her swinging reverse STO. She rolled her onto her back, and went for the cover as Emi dropped into position

Kyle: Lacey will be wiping her mouth off after giving Rose that kiss, let me tell you.

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Emi called for the bell as Valerie stepped through the ropes. After the referee raised Lacey’s hand, the pair smiled at one another and began to attack Rose. The boos only grew louder as they stomped away at her.

Zack: What’s this about?! She won the match, what more does she want!

Kyle: It’s called teaching a lesson, and Rose is long overdue for this. Have fun, ladies.

Kat: Your winner of the match by pinfall………...LACEY!!

Valerie pulled Rose to her feet, and fired Rose across for the ride. She popped her up on the rebound into a double knee gutbuster from her and Lacey. Emi tried to stop them, and ended up getting shoved down by Lacey. But as they were about to pick her up again, that’s when a familiar brunette headed towards the ring, causing the fans to get much louder and shout “OLD SCHOOL” before Gillie hit the ring. The redheads went towards her as Barnes began to fire off big elbows to both of their heads one after another!

Zack: Gillie isn’t gonna stand around and watch this take place, not when she can do something about it! And look at those elbows!

Kyle: This has nothing to do with Gillie at all. Hasn’t she had enough of Valerie embarrassing her? Excuse me.

Kyle left the booth as Gillie dropped down into a three point stance. But Kyle pulled Lacey and Valerie out of the ring before they got up to stop that. Gillie frowned for a moment and went to help Rose to her feet.

Zack: If Valerie and Lacey wanted a fight, I’m sure “Old School” was happy to give them all they wanted! But they aren’t interested in a fair one!

Lacey and Valerie glared daggers into the ring as Gillie shook Rose’s hand as the pair invited them back into the ring. Neither of the redheads took them up on it, and followed Kyle to the back as the show headed to a video package for Casey versus Nevaeh.






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

As “Rise” by Sixx A.M. we see the arena lights blinking in sync with the lyrics of the music. Nevaeh Summers eventually storms her way onto the stage before stopping at the top of the ramp and looking out at the crowd. Nevaeh is wearing black sunglasses as well as a Poisoned by Ivy military jacket with platinum trim. As we keep looking at Nevaeh we also spot her wearing platinum colored leather pants running down her leg. The side of each leg is laced up with black fabric, showing of her skin. On her feet we see black furry boots and kickpads. On the front of each kickpad appears her logo as there is a circle with “NS” in the center of it while “The" scrolls on the top and “Finest” scrolls on the bottom.

Nevaeh looks around the building, nodding her head, as she starts feeling the crowd. Nevaeh goes about pointing her left hand out to the crowd and moves it around as if she was conducting them. She then points to the crowd with her right hand, urging that side of the building on the same way. Nevaeh lowers her head, her hands still swaying to the crowd till she raises her head up and snaps her arms out to the side.

As Nevaeh strikes her signature pose three large white flames shoot up on each side of her on the stage The flames reach high into the air, till they turn into smaller flames bursting out of the stage out of the stage every other second. Nevaeh now lowered her head back down and looked towards the ring and began walking down the ramp.

Kat: Making her way to the ring at this time she resides in Los Angeles, California by way of Atlanta, Georgia. She weighs in tonight at 120 pounds. She is Nevaeh Summers!!!

Nevaeh reaches the bottom of the ramp and stops for moment. Nevaeh now goes about removing her sunglasses and just casually tosses them out towards the crowd. Nevaeh than quickly runs to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope and gets to a knee. Nevaeh just looks out for a moment before getting to her feet and approaches the middle of the ropes facing the hard camera. Nevaeh climbs up them, hooking a leg over the top rope and straddling it. Nevaeh now sits there and looks out to the capacity crowd. She eventually lowers her head and starts motioning her arms as if she's conducting them again. After a moment Nevaeh snaps her head back and her arms out. Multiple spotlights soon shift down onto her, basking her in the light.

Nevaeh keeps striking the pose till she sees fit. Once she has she gets off the ropes and makes her way to the opposite side of the ring where she puts one foot on the bottom rope and the other on the middle. She bounces on them while looking out to the crowd and stretches her arms out yet again, encouraging them to get louder.

She then waves her arms wildly at the crowd before heading to a corner.

Zack: Nevaeh Summers hasn’t taken kindly to Casey Atherton’s claims of helping her come back from her spiral a little over a year ago. And I suspect she’s planning to have a ‘come to Jesus’ meeting with the zealot in just a moment.

Mai: She should be showing Casey gratitude, not getting angry with her. Casey is delightful and is only trying to help her get back onto the straight and narrow. We all know that she needs it.

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

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


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

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

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

Zack: If there’s anyone missing from the Federal Correctional Institute not too far from here, I hope the warden is watching Fury! There’s the Choir, the ones who aren’t rifling lockers backstage and their delusional front woman, Casey.

Mai: You’re so cynical! The choir and Casey are fine, upstanding members of society that just want to do good.

As Kat makes her way out of the ring, with a little difficulty trying to work her way through all of the choir members at ringside, referee Jennifer Stringer completes her checks of both competitors. With a little aggravation when it comes to Casey, who tries to get her to make a donation to her church as the referee checks her boots for weapons. Finding nothing, and finally getting Casey to stop her request Stringer calls for the bell to get the match underway. Nevaeh flies out of her corner like a starter pistol just went off and meets Casey just a few steps out of her corner with a spear that drives her straight back into it again. Summers immediately unleashes a torrent of elbows into the side of Atherton’s head. They land in quick succession, before Nevaeh pulls her out and fires her across into the opposite corner. Casey hits back first at speed and Summers follows her in just as fast. She steps up the ropes beside her to deliver an Enziguri that sends Casey stumbling forwards out of the corner.

Zack: After all the weeks of having to listen to her, you can bet Nevaeh is looking to introduce her foot to more parts of Casey’s body than her head. But that’s a good start!

Mai: How can anybody want to cause physical harm to Casey? Surely it’s some kind of blasphemy or something.

The ‘Saviour’ manages to stay upright barely, and Nevaeh comes straight back after her using a drop toe hold to send her forwards to her knees. The church leader narrowly manages to avoid landing throat first against the middle rope, but as she tries to get back to her feet Nevaeh delivers a trio of kicks into her backs pushing her forwards against the ropes. The choir members congregate at ringside in front of Casey and erupt into a spontaneous rendition of ‘she’s got the whole world in her hands’. Nevaeh shouts at them to go away, but she can barely be heard over the singing. Summers leans over the ropes to try and get them to disperse, and Casey takes advantage of the distraction to get back to her feet. Nevaeh spins around to find herself face to face with Casey who tells her that she is trying to deliver her from evil….before delivering a palm strike straight to her throat. Summers clutches her throat as she tries to catch her breath, but Casey doesn’t give her a chance to fully before she pulls her towards her and spins her around.

Mai: The lord works in mysterious ways. Nevah deserved that for trying to hurt such an upstanding citizen as Casey.

Zack: Don’t let the nonsense fool you. Casey is a very talented technical wrestler, but it’s hard to see that when you have to look past the chain gang she surrounds herself with.

Atherton wraps her hands around Nevaeh’s waist and makes a move to lift her up, but a pair of well placed back elbow’s from Nevaeh freeze the ‘Saviour’ in place and force her to abandon the attempt. A spinning back fist from Summers sends Casey reeling backwards and Nevaeh takes off towards the ropes. She goes to rebound off them, but one of the choir members grabs her foot under the bottom rope causing her to face plant the canvas roughly. As Nevaeh gets back to her knees, Casey takes her hand and tells her that she can save her soul. Nevaeh tries to snatch her hand back, but Casey keeps her grip and pulls the blonde forwards into a knee to the side of her head causing her to wobble on her knees. Casey pulls her back up to her feet still holding her wrist and spins behind her to put her in a hammerlock position. She pushes the California resident forwards into the corner and then drives the elbow of her free arm into the middle of her back.

Zack: When she’s focused, Casey is as dangerous in the ring as they come. Nevaeh is learning that firsthand right now. And Summers isn’t a former FFW Champion and Hall of Famer for nothing.

Mai: This is just a case of tough love, Casey’s trying her hardest to show Nevaeh the way but I think she’s a lost cause personally.

Casey drives her elbow into Nevaeh’s back another three times, before she gets into her position to use a hammerlock DDT to drive her into the canvas. As the choir member’s start singing even louder, Casey extends her hands and looks to the roof asking for the higher power to forgive Nevaeh of her sins. That seems to fire Nevaeh up even more as she pushes back up to her feet only for Casey to deliver a standing dropkick to knock her back down again. Still fired up, Nevaeh rises quickly again and this time manages to narrowly avoid a second attempt palm strike from Atherton. Casey seems undeterred as she makes another attempt, but Nevaeh surprises her with another drop toe hold, this time dropping the ‘Saviour’ throat first across the middle rope. Nevaeh immediately takes off for the opposite ropes and uses them to build up momentum, before she comes back with a crossbody that lands perfectly across Casey’s back, choking her against the rope. She gets back to her feet before the referee has chance to ask her to break and Atherton falls back away from the ropes sucking in air quickly to try and catch her breath.

Mai: Look at that disgraceful behaviour Nevaeh is exhibiting! Casey has only ever tried to help her and she repays that by trying to choke her. She should feel ashamed of herself and beg for Casey’s forgiveness!

Zack: Well you can go up there and tell her about it after the match is over if you want, and let me know how that works out for you.

Nevaeh comes off the ropes again as Casey makes it unsteadily back to her feet…..and is straight away knocked back to the canvas with a springboard elbow drop. Nevaeh takes off towards the opposite ropes but as she tries to come off them, one of the choir members again grabs her foot under the bottom rope. This time she manages to keep herself upright, and kicks the choir member’s hand away. The California resident turns around to glare at them all at ringside, prompting them to take a step back. Summers turns back around, just in time to see Casey charging towards her before she connects a cactus clothesline sending her straight over the top rope to the outside.

Zack: Uh oh, that’s the wrong place to be in this match. Especially when you have a half dozen Choir members wearing robes over the orange jumpsuits out there.

Mai: They’re only moving towards her to offer her a hand up obviously. You are really jaded, you should have some faith in humanity, Zack.

Nevaeh lands in a heap on the arena floor and the choir members surround her and drop to their knees to pray for their sister's salvation. Summers slowly starts to rise, glaring at the choir as she does, which only causes them to raise their voice to pray louder. The Cleveland crowd get behind Nevaeh as Stringer begins a ten count. At the count of three Nevaeh slides under the bottom rope and gets to her feet….only to be taken straight back off them as Casey wraps her arms around her waist and successfully completes the German suplex she was attempting earlier. She pulls the ‘Finest’ back up and dumps her with a second….and a third….and a fourth before she finally leaves her in a heap on the canvas.

Mai: Look at that skill, four German suplexes in a row. Casey is determined to help Nevaeh cleanse her soul, even if she has to drive the sin out of her physically. She is such a committed and caring Saviour.

Casey makes her way to the ropes and scales them, before coming off with a top rope leg drop which lands straight across Nevaeh’s chest. She stays in position for the cover as Stringer drops down for the count.

ONE!!!

TW-NOPE!!!

Nevaeh kicks out strongly just after the one and pulls her knees up to her chest, before kicking Casey square in the chest to send her rolling away off the cover.

Zack: Summers is nowhere near close to being put away, and Casey will need a higher power with covers like those.

Mai: Casey has the full attention of the higher power, you should have more faith, Zack.

Both women take a moment to gather their bearings before they start to rise. Nevaeh makes it back to her feet before the ‘Saviour’ and as Casey gets up to a vertical base, Nevaeh uses a Russian legsweep to send her straight back down again. Atherton gets back to her feet again, only for Nevaeh to repeat the process to send her immediately back to the canvas with another Russian legsweep. The choir members start to sing to Casey again, who starts to rise for a third time. This time Nevaeh grabs her by the wrist and fires her into the ropes furthest away from the choir members. Atherton rebounds off them and Nevaeh meets her with a lariat that almost cuts her in half. Summers pulls the ‘Saviour’ back up to her feet and starts to unload with right hands before she uses a hip toss to send Casey to the canvas in a heap. The California resident gets into position beside the downed Casey and measures before leaving her feet for a standing moonsault that lands perfectly across her chest. She gets into position for the cover as Stringer again gets into place for the count.

Zack: Summers looking for the win after a picture perfect standing moonsault to FFW’s answer to Jim Jones!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-NOPE!!!

Casey gets her shoulder up before the two is complete and Nevaeh rolls back to her knees. She looks down at Casey for a moment as she catches her breath, before she gets back to her feet to a large amount of support from the Cleveland crowd.

Mai: Casey has put in too much effort to trying to save Nevaeh to give up that easily. She’s risking her own health and well being for the greater good, she’s an inspiration.

As Casey rolls onto her front and starts to push herself up to her knees, Nevaeh grabs her from behind and begins to pull her up to a fully vertical base. Atherton starts to fire back elbows once she is upright and manages to free herself from Nevaeh’s clutches. The ‘Saviour’ connects a spinning heel kick that stumbles Nevaeh backwards towards the ropes and then charges towards her looking for another cactus clothesline. As she reaches her, Nevaeh drops down and wraps her arms around Casey’s legs before standing up and using the momentum to lift Casey and send her sailing straight over the top rope…..only for her to be caught by the choir members.

Mai: That had to be divine intervention. If Nevaeh had been more open to Casey the choir might have caught her earlier too!

Zack: For those of you watching backstage, I hope you have your wallet or purse within arm’s reach. Because I guarantee you some of these inmates are on the prowl in the back.

Nevaeh is none too happy with that and takes off towards the opposite ropes. She uses them to build up momentum as she comes back and leaps over the top rope with a suicide dive taking out not only Casey but the choir members too. The Cleveland crowd come to their feet as Nevaeh starts to pulls herself out of the tangle of bodies on the arena floor. She pushes away the choir members who are trying to use themselves as human shields to protect Casey, and drags the ‘Saviour’ back to the ring before rolling her under the bottom rope. She climbs up onto the apron, and then grabs the top rope using it for a slingshot springboard elbow drop which lands perfectly in the centre of Casey’s chest. Nevaeh attempts to get into position for a cover, but Casey lashes out with a palm strike to her throat and then rolls away to the ropes. She uses them to steady herself as she gets to her feet, and watches as Nevaeh also rises. The ‘Saviour’ closes the gap between the two of them and grabs Summers by the arm to whip her into the ropes. Nevaeh rebounds and Casey grabs her and applies a front facelock. She takes hold of the ‘Finest’ with her free hand then lifts her until she is almost vertical. Falling forward, Casey bounces Nevaeh’s body off the top rope behind her and uses the momentum to quickly lift her overhead before falling backwards, using the slingshot suplex to drive the California resident into the canvas. Atherton moves quickly to come off the top rope with a leg drop before throwing her arm across for the cover, as Stringer slides into place beside them again. 

Zack: Slingshot suplex well executed with Atherton already looking to call it a night, and post an update to her app.

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Mai: Nevaeh is just fighting the inevitable now. She should just give in and let Casey’s will wash over her.

The count stops just after the two as Nevaeh gets her shoulder up off the canvas. Casey gets back up to her feet a little unsteadily but a round of applause from the ringside choir members rallies her and she extends her hands towards them.  She looks to the roof again, still with her arms extended and then grabs hold of one of Nevaeh’s legs. She performs a spinning toe hold and grabs the other leg and then crosses them into a four and falls to the mat, applying pressure to Nevaeh’s legs as she does. Summers shouts out in pain as Stringer drops down beside her to ask if she wants to give in. She gets a very definite no in response as Nevaeh starts trying to drag herself towards the ropes. Casey tries to prevent her from reaching them by adding more pressure to her legs, but Summers grits her teeth and battles through, making a lunge towards them and wrapping her fingers tightly around the bottom rope. A brunette choir member looks like she is about to knock her hand off the rope, but she sees the referee watching her and steps back again. Stringer calls for the break, but it takes Casey until a count of four to oblige.

Mai: Look at that, that choir member was going to check on Nevaeh and make sure she was alright. And you just keep talking down about them, I hope you feel ashamed of yourself, Zack.

Zack: Pretty sure I saw that one on a wanted poster somewhere in town when I arrived. If there’s a shortcut, Casey will take it.

As Casey releases Nevaeh’s legs, the California resident clocks her straight in the jaw with her foot...and again for good measure knocking the choir leader backwards looking dazed. With both women down, the referee looks like she is about to start counting them both, but they both start to stir.  While Nevaeh starts to rise, holding onto the ropes, Casey instead chooses to stay on her knees to pray for Summers.  Nevaeh gets visibly angry and starts to unload on her with a series of vicious kicks to her body, but after each one Casey tells her she forgives….which only makes Nevaeh unload on her even more.

Zack: If I were Casey, I think I’d stop talking right now! All she’s doing is firing Nevaeh up more, and those kicks to the body are gonna rearrange some organs sooner than later.

Mai: It’s just typical of her. Casey is being gracious and Nevaeh is being violent. She’s too far gone for you to help, Casey.

With no signs of Casey stopping her ‘forgiveness’, Nevaeh pulls her back up to her feet and fires her into the ropes (away from the choir members). She rebounds off and Nevaeh catches her with a kick to the gut to bend her forwards. The blonde hooks each of Casey’s arms behind her head and then delivers her snap double underhook DDT to drive the ‘Saviour’s’ head into the canvas. Atherton lands back first on the canvas and Summers gets into place for the cover. She hooks both legs for good measure as Stringer slides into place again.

Zack: That’s THE GRAND FINALE and Nevaeh is looking to put an end to this!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Stringer gets back to her feet to call for the bell as Nevaeh rolls off the cover breathing heavily, and still looking angry.

Kat: Your winner…………………….via pinfall………………………..NEVAEH SUMMERS!

Mai: That was a quick count and did you see the handful of tights that Nevaeh had? I demand a recount, this is all wrong.

Zack: I’d suggest you get her app and send her a donation, but I don’t know if they take Captain Morgan os payment! Congratulations to Nevaeh, you know this one felt really good after all she’s been through.

Nevaeh gets back to her feet to have her hand raised by Stringer, while the choir members descend upon the ring to assist their leader. The Cleveland crowd show their appreciation for Nevaeh, while she glares at Casey on the canvas. The blonde makes her way out of the ring, and heads towards the ramp as the camera cuts elsewhere.


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The Highest Honor

The show cuts to a video package as we see highlights from FFW’s archives including Isabella Pazzini, Wendy Brise, Caroline Dallins, Mika Demidov, and the Burning Star Express. As these play out, viewers hear “Immortals” by Fall Out Boy before a voice over begins.

Voice Over: Since 2010, Femme Fatale Wrestling has seen some of the best and brightest women from around the world compete in its rings. Both newcomers and legends have walked through the curtain on some of the biggest stages imaginable. Chief among those women are the elite class that are part of it’s Hall of Fame.

Next we see clips of Tara Thunder, Emma MacNamara, and Camilla Pazzini through some of the biggest wins of their careers.

Voice Over: The Hall of Fame is one accomplishment no one can ever take, and this year, FFW will induct women into the 2019 Hall of Fame. But unlike previous years, each inductee will be announced on May 18th in Orlando, Florida at Relentless!

Clips from Eileen Amaro’s first run with the Evolution Championship and Starla McCloud’s reigns with the No Surrender and retired Television Championship is shown.

Voice Over: And those women, those stars of this business, will be inducted into the 2019 FFW Hall of Fame the night before the biggest night of the year in women’s wrestling… UNSTOPPABLE! Four women will receive the highest honor this company can bestow on May 18th in Orlando, Florida at Relentless! Join us on Pay Per View and FFW All Access to find out who.

A flash of the Hall of Fame logo with four shadows is shown before we go back to the ring.




Kat: The following match is scheduled for one faal to a finish and is for the FFW No Surrender Championship!!!

Zack: We’re about to see a clash between two women who know the No Surrender division well, and fittingly with that title on the line.

Mai: With all the momentum Artemis has behind her, I’m not sure why Savannah even wanted to take this match. I’d recommend forfeiture.

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.

Kat: 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 Taylor has been No Surrender Champion before, and she’s got her mind set on doing it again tonight at Fury.

Mai: Yeah, that’s her first mistake right there. I guess bouncing on your boyfriend’s dick gives you new confidence, especially when he’s second in command.

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.

Kat: 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 reigning and defending FFW No Surrender Champion...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. On her waist is the championship that she proudly carries. She abandons the athletic backflip in lieu of just stepping down to the ring.

Artemis steps slowly back into the center of the ring. 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.

Zack: After finishing a brutal series with Miko Ayano, Artemis went on to become half of the winning team of Global Wars! And she hasn’t missed a step since! It’s hard to argue against the champion with that kind of run.

Mai: Yeah, that’s what I was talking about earlier. If Savannah had a brain in her bottle blonde head, she’d just take a forfeit and save herself getting mauled by Artemis.

Stephen Wilson, the official assigned to the match, took the title from Artemis and reverentially showed it towards Savannah who gave a slow nod of her head as she admired the Titanium belt before he lifted it above his head to show it off to the crowd then handed to one of the ringside assistants. He checked that both women were ready for the match to begin before he called for the bell to officially get the contest underway. Kaiser didn’t waste a moment - as soon as she saw the referee turn to call for the bell she set off across the ring towards her opponent, spinning around looking to catch Savannah as the bell was still sounding with a Uraken spinning back fist. Taylor, though, managed to duck underneath the attempt.

Zack: Artemis is definitely eager to get the match started, and here we go! Savannah wasn’t going to wait around on that back fist though.

Mai: Savannah isn’t the brightest crayon in the box. I figure Artemis thought she would think it was a spinning cupcake or something.

Savannah quickly straightened back up and instantly delivered a knife edge chop to Artemis chest. A second and a third and a fourth knife edge chop followed, each delivered with venom, that saw Kaiser cover up and as she did Taylor lowered her shoulder and drove Artemis back first into the corner. Grabbing hold of the middle rope on either side of her opponent, the blonde challenger delivered four quick shoulder thrusts before the referee asked her to back up. Savannah complied, taking two steps backwards only to fire off a roundhouse kick that caught the Last Empress to the side of the head. Artemis stepped out of the corner, a hand covering the point of impact and Taylor quickly wrapped her arms around the Champions waist and sent her down to the canvas with a belly to belly suplex.

Zack: I’d put these two women on an even level when it comes to being technically sound, and give Artemis the advantage slightly in speed.

Mai: That comes from being short. The shorter you are, the quicker you can move usually. It’s the laws of physics, Zack.

The Newfoundlander quickly started to rise back to her feet only to be taken down to the canvas once more as Savannah charged forward and drove both of her feet into her foes chest with a two footed running dropkick. Artemis rolled back to her feet with the momentum as Taylor popped up in front of her face immediately and delivered a European uppercut to her jaw. It saw the No Surrender Champion take a half step backwards and this time the Las Vegas native grabbed hold of the back of her head, jerking her downwards into a Muay Thai clinch that saw her begin to bring her knees upwards into Kaiser’s midriff. Seven swiftly delivered knees found their target before Taylor suddenly jerked her opponent backwards in the clinch, yanking her off balance and slammed her face first into the canvas.

Mai: See what I mean? Artemis didn’t have has far to fall there when she got her face smashed into the mat.

Zack: Savannah didn’t come all the way to Cleveland not to give everything she had in her to become a two time No Surrender Champion.

Quickly Savannah dropped back towards the ropes, bouncing off them and building up a head of steam as she charged towards Kaiser to catch her with a running knee to the midsection. Artemis cradled her middle with both arms as Taylor moved around her, hooking her head underneath her arm and lifted her up off her feet as though going for a suplex only to drop her forward, abdomen first across the top rope. The Newfoundlander hung there for a moment before she received a running big boot to the side of her head that saw her fall forward, landing hard on her back in the mat, immediately sitting up. As she did so Taylor slammed a stiff kick into her opponent’s spine. It caused Artemis to roll away and start to rise to her feet, quickly getting to one knee which allowed Savannah to whip her into the ropes and catch her with a back body drop. As the No Surrender Champion sat up, pressing a hand against her spine, Taylor took full advantage to grab hold of her wrists and pull backwards as she dropped down behind her and pressed her feet into her shoulder blades for a modified surfboard submission hold.

Zack: This isn’t the first time we’ve seen a surfboard submission tonight, and it’s just as effective now as it was then.

Mai: I’ll give Savannah this much. It’s a lot smarter keeping Kaiser on the mat as much as possible than it is having to avoid all those strikes when she’s vertical.

Wilson dropped to a knee to check on Artemis who refused to submit when questioned, choosing instead to push up slightly and rolled to the side as Savannah managed to roll with her, keeping the hold applied as she did so. The camera caught a grimace of pain on the Canadian’s face as she found herself on her knees; chin against her chest while Savannah still pulled on her arms, pushing backwards with her feet to apply as much pressure as possible. Kaiser kicked out her foot and managed to hook it over the bottom rope. The referee called for the break and started the count, getting to three. Taylor released the hold and came back to her feet once more where she cut off the Mount Pearl born wrestler with a knee to the face. It brought Kaiser the rest of the way up to her feet and allowed the Las Vegas native to catch her with a European uppercut that sent her reeling back against the ropes.

Zack: Savannah’s firing off those European uppercuts like they are going out of business, and so far, the challenger has taken the fight to the champion.

Mai: What does a bimbo from Las Vegas know about Europe? Much less how they throw uppercuts over there!

A second European uppercut connected before Savannah took hold of her wrist and looked to Irish whip her across the ring. Artemis though had other ideas as she put on the breaks and reversed the Irish whip, yanking Taylor towards her and caught her with a forearm smash to the jaw. Kaiser followed it up with a second forearm smash to the jaw, still keeping hold of her wrist as she connected with a third before jerking the blonde forward as she left her feet to connect with a high knee to her jaw that sent Savannah sprawling backwards to the mat. Taylor quickly rose to a vertical base where she got her head hooked by her opponent and sent straight back down to the canvas with a snap mare, followed by a kick to the spine. Again Savannah rolled to the side and began to push upwards only for the defending No Surrender Champion to begin to unleash a volley of stiff kicks into the blonde’s body.

Zack: Now Artemis is starting to get out of the blocks here, and there are those hard strikes you were talking about, Mai.

Mai: There’s not too many women that hit harder than Artemis, at least that I know. Short people hit harder.

Despite the repeated strikes, Taylor continued to push up to a vertical base where she was met with a roundhouse kick to the face from the Canadian. The American staggered backwards two steps as her hand raised to the point of contact. Artemis followed her, delivering a push kick straight into her gut. Taylor dropped down to one knee for a moment, one arm across her stomach as the other reached for the canvas before she started to rise, still doubled over. As she did so, Kaiser caught her opponent’s arm twisting it up behind her back towards her shoulder blades as her other arm wrapped around her head and Artemis spiked the blonde into the mat with a hammerlock DDT. Kaiser didn’t release her grip on her foe’s arm as they landed on the mat, quickly floating over and kicking up into the air to deliver a double knee drop into Savannah’s shoulders. A second double knee drop followed and then a third.

Mai: I bet those knobby knees are really doing a number on Savannah’s upper back and shoulders.

Zack: Tell you what, why don’t you ask her yourself after the match is over? After all the garbage you talk, I’m sure she’d be happy to enlighten you firsthand.

Kaiser shook her head as transitioned the hammerlock into an armwringer as she rose up to her feet, pulling Savannah’s arm up with her, letting the blonde make it as far as her hand and knees before she delivered a curbstomp to her shoulder blade that sent her back down to the mat again. A second stomp followed it, then a third before she changed tack and dropped an elbow to the shoulder instead as she released the arm. As she landed, Kaiser once more grabbed hold of her arm by the wrist, applying a wrist lock and pulling on the limb as she leaned backwards in an effort to make the submission as effective as possible. Wilson dropped down to ask Taylor if she wanted to submit only to get a ‘No’ from the Las Vegas native. Kaiser pulled back further on the arm but still Savannah refused to quit, pushing upwards slightly as she dragged herself and Artemis towards the ring ropes.

Mai: I think she was a little too close to the ropes there, because it didn’t take Savannah much distance to make it.

Zack: I think the challenger has too much gas left in the tank, and would have been going for the ropes no matter where she was in the ring.

Kaiser though stopped her in her tracks for a couple of moments as she violently jerked her arm backwards, trying to pull unnaturally far back causing Taylor to cry out in pain. Artemis tightened up her grip on the limb further; Savannah still refusing to quit when the official asked her. Once more the Challenger started to push upwards to continue her efforts to reach the bottom rope again. As the Las Vegas born wrestlers fingertips brushed the bottom rope, Kaiser rolled away - keeping her grip on Savannah’s arm as she did so - and yanked Taylor up to her knees, trapping her arm once more as she started to drive elbow strikes downwards into her shoulder. Ten elbows connected before Artemis pulled Savannah up the rest of the way to her feet and Irish whipped her into the corner. As Taylor hit the turnbuckles, Kaiser followed in behind her and stepped up onto the middle rope to connect with a curved knee to the side of her head. Savannah slumped in the corner and the No Surrender Champion immediately returned her focus to working over Taylor’s arm, lopping the limb over the top rope for extra leverage, pulling upon it as she brought her foot up and pressed it against the shoulder.

Zack: Artemis is trying to take that arm off tonight, and she’s getting the referee’s ire in the process. No one wants to see a disqualification here.

Quickly Stephen Wilson called for the break and started the count on the Mount Pearl native who paid him no attention at all as she pulled relentlessly on the arm, causing him to step in between the two wrestlers and physically force Kaiser to back up, reading her the riot act as he did so. Meanwhile Taylor hold her shoulder with a look of pain on her face as she stayed leaned back against the corner pads.

Mai: The referee needs to stay out of this. Let them wreck each other, and just make sure you call for the bell at the right time.

Artemis quickly grew tired of the the referee reprimand and eased him out of the way as she took off towards Savannah, looking to catch her with a running knee to the midsection only for the blonde to bring her feet up to catch the Canadian in the face. Artemis stumbled backwards and as she did, the Las Vegas native pushed up to the middle rope on the inside, launching herself into a meteora. The double knee strike caught the No Surrender Champion perfectly in the chest and drove her down into the canvas, Taylor immediately rolling away and coming up to her feet holding her shoulder and shaking her arm to get some life back into it while circling the ring, the crowd rallying behind her.

Zack: It’s not hard to tell who the fans in Cleveland are behind tonight, but they can only do so much for you.

Mai: Correction, they can’t do crap for you. Who cares who the fans are cheering for? When has fan support won you a match? When has it won a championship?

As the crowd was getting louder behind the Challenger, the Las Vegas native kept her eyes on her opponent, watching her rise to her feet before she skipped forward, leaving her feet once more to connect with an enzuigiri that caught Kaiser to the side of the head. The Last Empress rolled to the side as she headed back to her feet only for Savannah to set off, using the middle rope to springboard off into a leg drop bulldog that drove Kaiser face first into the mat. Again the Challenger was quick to get her feet underneath her, still holding her arm with a look of discomfort on her face as she tried to ignore the pain and again left her feet in order to send her opponent back to the mat, catching the woman with a double foot stomp to the middle of her spine as she was on all fours. Again Kaiser started to try and rise to her feet but once more only got to her hands and knees before a hesitation dropkick saw the Challenger drive both of her boots into the side of her head once more, sending the Champion rolling over onto her back.

Mai: Savannah is a little brighter than I thought, she’s using her feet as weapons since Artemis has been trying to pluck her arm off tonight.

Zack: She’s a lot more intelligent than you give her credit for actually, but that’s beside the point. Taylor’s working with what she has.

Again Taylor popped back to her feet and as her opponent sat up, Savannah bounced off the ropes behind her and delivered a rolling neckbreaker to her that saw the blonde use the momentum to come straight back up to her feet. She raised her good arm into the air as the crowd got louder behind her and she waved Artemis up to her feet, moving around her as the Mount Pearl born wrestler held her neck for a couple of moments before she got her feet underneath her only to be taken straight back down to the mat with a running neckbreaker from the Challenger. Again Kaiser held her neck and slowly kicked her feet against the mat only for Savannah to drop down on top of her, trapping her arm between her legs as she hooked in a crippler crossface submission hold. Wilson dropped down to ask Artemis if she wanted to submit while the challenger pulled further back on the Champion’s head, torquing her head and neck; the official getting a defiant ‘NO’ from the Canadian.

Mai: The referee can stop asking Artemis about stopping the match. I don’t see doing it even if Savannah beheads her. And then it’d just be silly.

Zack: You can make anyone tap out with the right move and the right circumstances, I don’t care who you are.

Still Savannah wrenched her foes head as Kaiser moaned in pain while refusing to give in to the hold, choosing inside to start to maneuver her body around on the canvas, letting out another ‘No’ as she was asked the question by the official. The No Surrender Champion continued to inch her body across the canvas, the look of pain on her face getting worse and worse as the hold stayed locked in tightly. Wilson asked the question again, only to be ignored by the Last Empress who managed to move herself into position for her to kick out a foot and hook it over the bottom rope. Wilson saw it quickly and called for the break before he started the count, getting to three before Savannah broke the hold and began to push back to her feet, bringing her opponent up with her. As the blonde wrestler brought the God of Anger back to her feet she looked to set her up for The Gamble corkscrew neckbreaker only for Kaiser to push her way free of her grasp and spun to face her before jabbing a thumb into her eye to temporarily blind her.

Zack: Savannah was looking for one of her favorite moves, the Gamble! But Artemis had it well scouted!

Mai: Yeah, and an old fashion Greco-Roman thumb to the eye is never a bad offensive move either.

Savannah stumbled backwards, trying to clear her vision only for Kaiser to follow up and catch her on the blindside with the Uraken spinning backfist. That was quickly followed up with a series of stiff closed right hands into the blonde’s ribs before Artemis finished the combination with a stiff shot into her kidneys. It caused Savannah to freeze for a moment which allowed Artemis to send her down to one knee with a driven front kick straight into her kneecap. Kaiser immediately dropped back to the ropes, coming off them with a big boot to her foe’s face. Taylor rocked backwards from the boot to the face and Artemis quickly began to throw hammer like blows to the side of her head, connecting with five before she stepped backwards and waved the challenger upwards. As Savannah began to rise, Kaiser caught her with the execution axe kick that sent her face first into the mat. The Last Empress wasted no time at all in dropping down on top of her foe and quickly trapped her arms as she locked her into the Rings of Saturn submission hold.

Zack: Artemis is like a pit bull with that tenacity and focus on the arm. Savannah might as well paint a bullseye on it.

Mai: Look at that scissored armbar, Zack. I’ve been in that hold before, and there’s nothing about it that doesn’t hurt.

Stephen Wilson dropped down into position once more and asked Savannah the question only for the blonde to refuse to submit. Unrelentingly, Artemis continued to stretch out Savannah’s body, pulling on her arms more and more, extracting as much as she possibly could from the submission hold. The Las Vegas native’s face slowly became a mask of sheer agony but she still refused to quit when asked - though every time she was asked her answers became less defiant to the point where she simply shaking her head as tears of pain began to well up in her eyes. All the while Artemis showed no signs at all of mercy.

Mai: I hope Savannah isn’t waiting on Artemis to pity her and let go of the hold, because that ain’t gonna happen.

Zack: I promise you Savannah has no expectation of mercy, and wouldn’t ask for it. But that expression on her face tells you everything you need to know.

Savannah continued to shake her head in refusal, trying to stifle out cries of pain as she did and finally - after keeping the hold tightly applied for a couple of minutes - the Last Empress seemed to allow frustration get the better of her as she released the hold, dropping Taylor to the mat who lay flat against the mat for a couple of moments. Artemis took full advantage by stomping away at her shoulders before she stooped down yet again to take Savannah’s arm once more, locking in an arm wringer that she used to pull Taylor to her feet only to jerk her downwards into a double knee armbreaker. Savannah fell backwards onto her ass, immediately grabbing her arm and shoulder once more only for Artemis to once more pull her upwards into a hammerlock suplex. As Kaiser landed the move, she kept her arm around wrapped around Savannah’s head and started to roll her back and forth across the canvas with a gator roll that she combined with grounded knees.

Zack: Shades of Caroline Dallins right there, and that’s someone Artemis knows well from last year’s Unstoppable.

Mai: Of course, she knows her. She beat her at the show, and pretty much asked for the match before that.

Artemis came back to her knees with an evil grin on her face as she waved her foe back up to her feet only to send her flying once more with a capture suplex that dropped her on her shoulder blades. Savannah let out a cry of pain as she landed, a grimace appearing on her face as she started to rise to her feet once more, Kaiser letting her get upright as she moved around behind her to lock in a half nelson that was quickly turned into a backbreaker. Again Kaiser rolled away and came to her feet, rubbing the back of her neck as one hand held her spine for a couple of seconds before she started to wave Savannah upright once more. As Savannah rose, Artemis darted towards her and left her feet to throw the Falcon Punch superwoman punch only for Taylor to get a hand up at the final moment to take some of the force out of the blow.

Mai: For those that don’t know, deflecting a punch of any kind with your hand still hurts like hell.

Zack: Better than taking it on the jaw, which is what the champion had in mind right there.

Still the blonde reeled backwards, falling against the ropes and found her wrist caught by the God of Anger who fired her across the ring, catching her on her return with the Chestburster pop up kick to her chest that saw her land on her knees. Kaiser shook her head at her opponent, turning away from her only to fire off a back heel kick into her chest that rocked the blonde onto her heels. Turning back towards her opponent, the Mount Pearl born wrestler hunkered down to get into Savannah’s eye line to wave her opponent back upright. As soon as Taylor got her feet underneath her, the Last Empress launched herself forward and into a jumping DDT that was executed perfectly. The Las Vegas native held her head as she rolled all the way over and back onto her front; the No Surrender Champion followed and floated over, taking her back and applied a LeBell lock to the blonde.

Zack: Artemis is putting on a clinic here with submission after submission, hellbent on making Savannah tap out. And I’m not sure how far she is from doing just that.

Mai: Probably not too far. Savannah isn’t really known for being all that resilient after all.

As soon as the submission hold was locked in Savannah let out a cry of pain as she raised her free hand over the canvas, looking as though she was about to tap out before gritting her teeth and refusing with a ‘No--’ that turned into another cry of pain halfway through. Taylor started trying to inch her way across the canvas towards the nearest ropes that weren’t all that far away but with the submission locked in tightly there seemed to be acres of canvas between her outstretched arms and the bottom rope. Still Taylor continued to make slow progress towards the ropes, stretching out as far as she could in an effort to reach them only to come up short. Once more the Challenger looked to be about to tap only to make one more effort to reach the ropes, lunging as best she could and finally managed to hook two fingers over the bottom rope, before she gathered the rope in and wrapped her whole hand around it. Again Wilson called for the break before starting his count and was then forced into pulling Kaiser off of the Challenger when she refused to release at five.

Zack: The referee keeps having to break these holds by force, and I’m not sure how much more of that he’s going to take.

Mai: Yeah, right. If he disqualifies her, I’m pretty sure he’d be the next one in that submission as soon as the bell rang.

The God of Anger quickly came back to her feet and shoved the referee backwards even as Wilson tried to admonish her for keeping the hold locked in and refusing to release at his instruction. Artemis made her fingers into a gun and fired it at Savannah as the girl started to pull herself to her feet before Kaiser pulled her away from the ropes with two forearms to her jaw before she stepped backwards, measured Taylor up and then quickly came forward with the First Crusade rolling elbow only to spin into a roundhouse kick to the side of head from Taylor before the elbow strike could find it’s mark. The kick caused Kaiser to spin back around the way she came and Savannah left her feet and jerked Artemis downwards into a backstabber.

Zack: Savannah avoided the First Crusade there, and followed up with one hell of a counter!

Mai: Yeah yeah yeah, a lot of good it did her. Did she get a submission? No. She’s just delaying the inevitable.

Taylor rolled away and used the ropes to pull herself back to her feet, favouring her shoulder as she held her arm against her body, wincing in pain as she watched the No Surrender Champion begin to rise. As soon as Kaiser was on her feet the Las Vegas native darted forward and took her down to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Taylor rolled back to her feet once more and dropped back to the ropes again, bouncing off them to deliver a running knee lift to Kaiser’s jaw as she started to rise. Artemis staggered backwards and Savannah grabbed hold of her wrist and fired her across the ring into the corner. Quickly the blonde followed in behind her, delivering a leg lariat to her in the corner. Taylor landed on her feet and took a half step back as she still held her arm, Kaiser attempting to step out of the corner only to be sent straight back against the pads courtesy of a backflip kick to the jaw from the challenger. As Kaiser slumped against the pads, Taylor forced herself back up to her feet and quickly scaled the ropes, driving knees into her foe’s body as she did so, to sit on the top where she hooked Artemis head and came off to deliver a Diamond Dust.

Zack: You gotta give Savannah credit for competing with one arm almost rendered useless. She’s still finding a way to keep Artemis down.

Mai: It’s gonna catch up with her sooner or later. Artemis has been a submission machine tonight, and Savannah...well we might as well call her Gimpy.

Once more the Las Vegas native rolled to the ropes after landing the move and pulled herself upwards before she advanced upon the Last Empress, pulling her up to her feet and towards the middle of the ring where she set her up and delivered The Gamble corkscrew neckbreaker. Again the blonde challenger forced herself up to her feet and moved quickly towards the ropes, springboarding off them and drove both of her knees into the spine of her opponent while Kaiser was still holding her neck. As the crowd was getting loud behind Taylor, the blonde nodded her head as she came to her knees, giving a signal to the crowd that only got them louder as she began to pull Kaiser up to her feet, driving knees into her body as she did so before she Irish whipped across the ring. As Artemis bounced off them back towards Taylor, the Las Vegas native used the momentum to her advantage, grabbing hold of Kaiser with her one good arm and in one smooth movement, lifted her up, spun her around and drove her spine first into the canvas with a thunderous spinebuster.

Zack: Hellacious impact off the spinebuster, and Artemis’ back is getting worked over with expert accuracy by the challenger.

Mai: I’m sure Cleveland has some good chiropractors that can take her on…..short notice. Ha, I kill me!

The Last Empress sat up as she landed, hands going to her spine with a mask of pain on her face as she landed before she fell backwards to lay on the mat and rolled over onto her front, still holding her spine. Quickly Savannah came to her feet and trapped the legs of the No Surrender Champion, slapping her bad arm before she arched backwards to complete the application of the Ace of Spades double leg Muta Lock. Artemis gritted her teeth, trying not to let out a cry of pain as the hold was tightly applied, scrambling to try and make it to the ropes as Savannah made slight adjustments to her position in an effort to cause more pain in the submission hold. Finding herself caught in the middle of the ring, Artemis attempted to pull Taylor’s hands away from her face, pulling and yanking on her fingers in an effort to break the hold. It only caused the blonde to further cinch it, wrenching even more as she tried to put more pressure on her neck and spine while Artemis continued to refuse to submit.

Zack: That’s her favorite submission right there, the ACE OF SPADES! And Artemis is stuck right now!

Mai: She should just bite off a couple of her fingers like that, and I guarantee she could break that submission.

Kaiser let out another cry of pain as the hold built on the work Savannah had done to her neck and back throughout the match, yet still refused to quit as she worked alternately to try and break Taylor’s grip or make it to the ropes. Meanwhile Savannah’s face was also a rictus grimace as she was fighting through the pain in her arm and shoulder to keep the hold locked in as tightly as possible. Kaiser still refused to quit in the Ace of Spades hold even as her hand wavered over the canvas as Taylor looked to bridge a little bit higher and apply yet more pressure to the Champion’s neck and back. Finally, Kaiser - unable to make it to the ropes and unable to break the hold around her jaw - tapped the mat and Stephen Wilson called for the bell. As it sounded Taylor released the hold, rolling away and holding her arm and shoulder as she kicked at the mat in agony while Kaiser lay on the canvas holding her back. Stephen Wilson checked on Artemis and Savannah Taylor as the announcement was made.

Mai: …………...I knew Savannah would win this match! I’ve been saying it since the bell rang, Zack.

Kat: Here is your winner… AND NEW FFW NO SURRENDER CHAMPION…. SAVANNAH TAYLOR!!!!

Zack: How about that?! Savannah Taylor just became No Surrender Champion for the second time in her FFW career! Kaiser held on as long as she could, but she knew when she was trapped.

Mai: Yup, just like I predicted. I’ve been saying the whole match how easy this was going to be for Savannah. She proved me right!

The referee retrieved the No Surrender Championship and helped Savannah to her feet, raising her good arm into the air before he presented her with the title belt to the roar of the crowd. Kaiser rolled out of the ring and landed on her feet, holding her neck and back as she looked up into the ring with a mix of pain and anger on her face. Savannah raised the title into the air in celebration as she kept one arm pressed against her body, a smile on her face as the crowd cheered her loudly before the show cut to a commercial for Relentless.






A video shows us Seth’s edict at Global Wars if anyone eliminated three people that he’d give them an Evolution Championship shot. Then we see Kelly do that very thing and get the match awarded to her. The show cuts back to the ring.

Zack: You just saw the series of events that made all this possible, fans. And now we’ve got a first time ever match with the Evolution Championship on the line.

Mai: I hope Sophia gives Kelly the choice of which one of her arms she wants to have taken off before the match is over tonight.

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

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

Zack: It’s extremely difficult to find matches where Kelly has tapped out. And with this being her first shot at the Evolution Championship, she may have even more resolve tonight.

Mai: She can have all the resolve in the world that she wants. But she’ll either tap out or get injured so badly that she gets put on the shelf. Totally up to her.

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 [TITLE_NAME] 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.

Kat: And her opponent...from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 137 lbs, she is the "Emerald City Siren," and the reigning, defending FFW Evolution Champion...SOPHIA PIIIIIKE!

Sophia smirks, 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’s just coming off an upset loss to Bianca Reed on our last edition of Breaking Point. So I’m curious if that is playing in the back of her head.

Mai: I refuse to acknowledge that match, because Bianca is not nearly as good as Sophia Pike. And she never will be. The most important fact of all this is that Sophia is the one with the title. That’s all that matters, Zack.

Referee Emi Yamamoto took the title, and held it over her head for a moment. Kat took it before she left the ring, while Emi checked for foreign objects. Not finding any on either girl, she called for the bell. Kelly bounced on the balls of her feet as she headed for the center with Sophia before they locked up together. Both tried to hold their ground, but Sophia began to push Kelly backwards into the corner. Emi called for the break, which Sophia gave with her hands up….until Kelly slapped her across the face. Pike’s face almost flashed before Kelly surprised her with a drop toe hold to send her face first into the middle turnbuckle. The former acrobat immediately began stomping away at her head before climbing up to the second rope, and driving both knees into her back as Sophia slumped against the corner.

Mai: Kelly must have a death wish, because you don’t slap Sophia like that! What is she thinking?!

Zack: She’s trying to get in her head. Kelly’s not buying into the Sophia Pike mystique, and she definitely got her attention.

Sophia started to get up just as Kelly bounced off the far side with a running knee into the back of her head, once more smashing it against the middle turnbuckle. She succeeded with it a second time before sliding out to the floor in front of her. As Pike started to get up on the inside, Kelly decked her with a discus punch to the jaw that sent her to the mat. The challenger rolled inside the ring again, and used a leaping double stomp to her back as Sophia was coming up to her feet.

Zack: Sophia’s been having issues with Kelly’s half-sister, Scarlett, over in SVW. But she’s learning quick that they are nothing alike in the ring! Kelly’s striking quick, fast, and in a hurry.

Mai: She’s only prolonging the inevitable. If I was facing Sophia, I’d have tapped out during the referee’s instructions just to be safe.

She pulled Sophia out of the corner by her feet along the mat before taking off for the near side again. Kelly bounded up onto the middle rope, and fell backwards into an elbow drop across Sophia’s back. The challenger quickly grabbed her head to apply a crossface, but the champion pulled them both towards the ropes to cause the break. Kincaid hopped back to her feet as Sophia was getting up too. She peppered her back with rights and lefts before pulling her head down into a reverse DDT. Kelly immediately went for the cover before Emi slid into position.

Mai: Emi doesn’t even need to count this, it’s not going to be enough.

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOO.

Sophia kicked out as the two struck the mat, and Kelly followed with a volley of elbows to her back and neck before she got to her feet.

Zack: Looks like you were right. Sophia’s still got too much left in the tank, but Kelly’s certainly bringing the fight to her.

The blonde dragged her back from the ropes, and stepped over her to drop down into a seat on her back before pulling her up for a camel clutch. Emi dropped down in front of Sophia to look for a submission, but the champion seemed more angry than anything now. She barked a “NO!” to Emi as Kelly pulled back on her chin, releasing one hand long enough to drive an elbow into the top of her head before grabbing the hold tightly once more. Emi checked again, getting the same answer as Sophia’s face was tensed in pain.

Zack: Sometimes I think a lot of Sophia’s opponents come into a match with her already tentative and concerned. But that doesn’t seem to be the case for Kelly, who has taken the fight right to her with no sign of hesitation.

Mai: She’s gotten in a few lucky shots, okay? You’re making it sound like Kelly’s outclassing her here, and that’s far from the case.

Emi checked once more as Sophia shoved one of Kelly’s fingers into her mouth, and then bit into it. It caused the former acrobat to yelp in pain before getting her hand free, and breaking the hold. The blonde shook her hand for a second, and went to deliver a seated senton onto Sophia. But the champion brought her knees up, and stopped that in its tracks. Pike rolled away from her, rubbing the back of her neck as she rose to a crouch. As Kelly started to get back to her feet, Sophia stopped her with a chop block that put her down on the mat.

Mai: Now you’re starting to see the genius that is Sophia Pike. Kelly got too smug, if you ask me. And now the champ’s getting into her comfort zone.

Zack: That may well be true, but her head and back took a lot of punishment up till this point for her to make it happen. She better stay focused.

When Kelly started to get up, Sophia began a series of ground and pound elbow strikes to keep her on the mat. It worked well too as Emi asked her to let her up before the champion shoved her backwards, and resumed right where she left off. When she finished, she applied a choke that once again caused Emi to give her a warning. Sophia showed her no respect until she got back to her feet. A look of anger on her face, Pike began a Garvin stomp across each part of Kelly’s body before finishing it up with a curb stomp to the back of her head.

Mai: This is payback for that slap earlier! Sophia doesn’t take kindly to people not showing her enough respect, so Kelly’s got this coming.

Zack: I’m sure you’re in a minority on that thought. I think Kelly was trying to get Sophia off whatever plan of attack she had in mind coming into this match.

When Kelly began to get up again, Sophia grabbed her by the head and trunks and then drove her into the corner turnbuckle. As the blonde began to rise again with the help of the corner, Sophia measured her for a forearm across the back of her head. It almost bounced Kelly’s face off the top turnbuckle before Sophia snatched her up into a German suplex, which she rolled through to drive her down four more times before finally releasing her.

Zack: As we saw with Bianca a couple weeks ago, Sophia’s struggled recently against high flyers. But it’s obvious to me that it’s something she’s been working on too.

Mai: That’s what champions do. If they think they see a flaw in their game, then they take steps to fix the issue. I don’t think Sophia has any flaws to her game though.

The champion watches as Kelly starts to get up to her knees into a kneeling position before Pike catches her with a superkick to the ear that sends her back down. The Cleveland crowd shows her no love at all as she reaches down to grab Kelly’s arm, but the blonde instinctively jerks it away and rolls towards the ropes. Kincaid climbs back to her feet, but turns into a vicious European uppercut to the jaw that sends her reeling against the ropes. Pike grabs her arm again, and drops her with a hammerlock DDT. She floats over for the cover as Emi slides into position to make the count.

Zack: Kelly showing some of her sister’s instincts when it comes to Pike going for her arm, but that DDT might make it all moot!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOO!!

T-NOPE.

Kelly’s shoulder came up off the mat at the two count, prompting more elbow strikes to her head from Sophia. The champion got back to her feet, and pulled Kelly up with her. And with quite a show of strength, she snapped off a gutwrench suplex.

Mai: See what I was talking about earlier, Zack? Kelly could have avoided all of this if she had just either tapped out at the bell or told Seth she wasn’t interested.

Kelly started to head towards the ropes, causing Sophia to follow her. The brunette watched her for a moment as she tried to get up before Pike pulled her down into a dragon sleeper with a bodyscissors to boot. Sophia shouted at Emi to ring the bell more than once, but Yamamoto tried to ignore her as she checked on Kelly. The former acrobat’s eyelids seemed to get heavy for her as Sophia continued demanding the bell to be rung.

Mai: This one is called SLEEPER IN SEATTLE, and I know it’s a move that Kelly’s sister has felt from the champion over in SVW!

Zack: That’s certainly true. Sophia’s done an excellent job of grounding Kelly, and making sure she stays there. Seattle or Cleveland, this move is working to perfection.

Kelly managed to roll over to the other side in Sophia’s hold, and finally see the ropes. She kicked her foot across the bottom, causing Emi to ask for a break. Sophia held it to four and finally shoved Kelly off of her. The champion got back to her feet, and told Kelly to get up. But the challenger headed for the corner instead. She pulled herself up to a slump against the corner right before Sophia charged towards her. Kincaid stepped forward, and caught Sophia with a pop-up that caused Pike to land on the top turnbuckle and her face to strike the ring post!

Zack: Jesus! Sophia’s head struck the post after that pop up counter, and she didn’t even get her hand up in time! The champion has to be out cold on that top turnbuckle!

Mai: Emi should call an intermission right now, and let Sophia get herself together before this match is allowed to continue.

Kelly dropped to a knee, still trying to gather herself before she got up to see where Sophia was. She grabbed both her feet, and yanked her off the corner with a thud onto the mat. And a small pool of blood began to seep from her head where she landed. The challenger realized the situation, and took off for the ropes. She used them for a springboard into a guillotine leg drop across the back of Pike’s head. A quick rollover followed before Kelly grabbed both legs for a cover before Emi dropped to make the count.

Zack: I’m telling you Sophia Pike is unconscious! Did you see her head hit that post with nothing but air and opportunity between them?! New champion coming up!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!!

Sophia popped her arm off the canvas in time before the three, even though the rest of her was hardly moving. Kelly checked with Emi to make sure it was two before she got to her feet. She glanced towards the corner, and made her way there as Christian watched from the floor.

Mai: Tell me this woman doesn’t deserve to be champion, Zack! Sophia’s a beast, and I’m impressed she still got her shoulder up.

Kelly ascended to the top rope, and immediately launched into a shooting star press. But Pike rolled towards the corner, and Kincaid managed to land on her feet after correcting herself in midair. When she turned around, Sophia grabbed her head for a single knee facebreaker, causing them both to collapse to the mat. Emi’s eyes widened as she looked between them, and started her ten count.

Zack: Kelly was looking for the FLIGHT PATH, but Sophia had enough resolve to avoid it and catch her anyway with that facebreaker!

Mai: Roll over, Sophia! If you can get an arm across her chest, you’ve retained your title! She’s not getting up from that!

The champion rolled onto her stomach, and felt the blood on her forehead before dragging herself towards Kelly. She finally made it, and did as Mai suggested by draping an arm over her chest before Emi moved to count.

Mai: She heard me, I should be managing her! Pin the little bitch, Sophia!!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO.

Kelly managed to get her shoulder up at the last second, causing Sophia to shoot a very angry look towards a seemingly nervous Emi. The champion struggled to get to her feet, due to her head wound. But she waved her arms at Kelly to get up too.

Zack: I’m not sure Sophia’s got all her faculties in order right now, but she’s beckoning Kelly to get up! Pike hasn’t been the same since her head hit the post earlier!

Kelly struggled to do so, but she finally began to rise to her feet. Sophia bridged the gap between them, and went to hoist her up for one of her finishers, but Kelly slipped out the back behind her. The champion turned around into a kick to the gut followed by a headlock driver that spiked her on top of her head! Kelly dove on top of her as Emi dropped to count.

Zack: Sophia’s gonna hit the EMERALD CITY FLO--NO!! CLIPPED WINGS!!

ONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Mai: WHAT? NOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Emi called for the former acrobat rolled off the cover. Kelly propped herself up against the ropes with her mouth agape as she tried to get her wind. But that turned into a smile as Emi raised her hand.

Kat: Your winner of the match by pinfall…AND NEW FFW EVOLUTION CHAMPION………………….KELLY KINCAID!!

Kelly pulled herself to her feet, and beamed ear to ear when she was handed the Evolution Championship. Christian joined her in the ring, and gave her some applause as Kelly patted the belt and hugged it to her.

Mai: Kelly didn’t beat Sophia, the ring post did! And I think the post deserves half of that Evolution title, Zack!

Zack: Well go buy one for it, and you can look as ridiculous as it would! For the first time in her career, Kelly Kincaid’s packing the Evolution Championship!

Kelly climbed the turnbuckle to raise her title aloft as Sophia rolled out of the ring, clutching her head and looking back at the new champion with a seething look. Emi went out to check on her before Sophia kicked her between the legs and threw her into the steps.

Mai: There you go, Sophia! It’s Emi’s fault too! That was a fast count, if I ever saw one in my illustrious career!

Zack: Illustrious…..okay, sure! Sophia may not be happy about it, but that’s just too bad, isn’t it?! Kelly Kincaid made good on her opportunity tonight, and congratulations to her!

Kelly hopped down to check on Emi as Sophia headed to the back. Christian followed after the new champion as the show cut to a commercial for Relentless.

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Main Event Missy

The show heads into the office of the Future Shock Director as he’s sat on a couch with his girlfriend watching the show. He taps the mute button on his remote before looking over to her.

Adam: How’s it feel watching the Pay Per View? Usually you are competing, and already in your gear ready to go.

Missy: It’s more than a little weird. I’m so used to being in action that it makes me feel a bit restless to just be watching. I am enjoying the show though, so that’s a plus.

Adam: Now you see what I spend part of my time doing on these shows. But I’m pretty sure that you’ll--

His words were interrupted as knock was heard against the open door to his office. Adam glanced to see who it was as the COO stepped inside and took a seat in an adjacent chair.

Seth: I’m not interrupting anything, am I?

Adam: Nope, just watching the show with Missy here, asking her how it felt to have Fury off.

Seth: It happens here and there, but that’s very coincidental since I have no intention of making it happen two shows in a row.

The COO gave his full attention to Missy.

Seth: How does being part of the main event for the next Velocity sound? One on one, not a tag match.

Missy turns her attention to Seth and nods her head with a little smile on her face.

Missy: My first singles main event on the main roster? I say that sounds pretty good to me. Better than good actually. Who do you have in mind to be the other half of the match?

Seth: Given how we have just crowned a new Evolution Champion tonight, it does seem that the list of contenders is growing by the week. And while I intend for each of them to get their due opportunity, a pecking order is beginning to become necessary. Wouldn’t you agree?

Missy: It definitely seems like there’s quite the queue forming for the Evolution Championship now, so having a pecking order seems reasonable. Especially since there’s a new champion, people are going to be even more determined to get a shot at it I think.

Seth: With that in mind, I’m going to put you in the main event with the last woman to hold a victory over the previous champion. It’s something of a Future Shock reunion for you and Bianca Reed at Velocity.

Missy: That is quite the reunion. It’ll be interesting to go up against her again, she’s done pretty well for herself since I last faced her.

Seth: The winner of that match will go a long way in my mind of determining who the next challenger should possibly be. Right now, I owe you, Miss Reed, and Sophia Pike a rematch.

Adam: Kelly’s certainly got plenty of contenders lined up ready to face her for the championship. This is the most packed it’s been in a while for the Evolution title.

Seth: I agree. Good luck to you, and I look forward to seeing how much you and Bianca have grown as athletes since the last time you two faced. I’d certainly say both of you have gotten a lot better.

Missy: Thank you, I appreciate that. And I’m looking forward to seeing how we stack up against each other now. It’s been a little while since we last went toe to toe.

A quick graphic shows us the Velocity main event before the show heads back to ringside.





The arena suddenly begins darkening as the video wall in the Quicken Loans Arena begins flickering. For those watching at home, a video package begins playing of Ruby and Mallory’s recent dealings... Before a viewer discretion advisory warning appears. It simply explains that the following video is playing live from Ruby Tyler’s two story house somewhere in Tujunga Valley. It goes on to further explain that both challenger and champion are trained professional combat athletes among other things in Ruby’s case and not to try absolutely anything that was about to be seen.

...The text fades into the black as Kat’s voice is heard over the microphone in the arena and to those at home.

Kat: THE FOLLOWING MATCH THAT WILL BE TAKING PLACE LIVE VIA FEED IN TUJUNGA VALLEY, CALIFORNIA IS A HOUSE-WARRING PARTY FOR THE FFW ULTRAVIOLENCE CHAMPIONSHIP! THIS MATCH WILL BE CONTESTED WITH LAST WOMAN STANDING RULES! ANYTHING GOES WITH THE ONLY WAY TO WIN BEING TO BEAT YOUR OPPONENT SO BADLY THAT THEY ARE UNABLE TO ANSWER THE REFEREE’S TEN COUNT!

The feed begins playing on the video wall.

...

The camera catches a red 2014 Ford Lariat driving down a deserted highway, cutting through the mountainside before it finally finds spacious two story wooden home. The house indeed looks like it has seen better days. Many better days in fact as the truck pulls in the driveway, right behind a 1968 Mustang Convertible and another truck by the garage. Emanating from within the red truck that just pulled in, a familiar song is booming the speakers, and made much louder once the driver’s side door opens.

“WHISKEY, WHISKEY, WHISKEY FEVER!
YOU”RE MY EVIL, YOU’RE MY EVIL--
WHISKEY, WHISKEY, WHISKEY FEVER!
YOU”RE MY EVIL, YOU’RE MY EVIL LOVE!
WOOAAAHH! WOOAAAHH! WOOAAAHH!
YOU’RE MY EVIL--”


Mallory Bennett exits her truck, turning it off as she looks around at the massive structure, her eyes narrowing silently. The Ultraviolence champion walks about in jeans and a black tank, jerking her championship out of the back cabin as she glances at her passenger side door.

Mallory: She was serious. We’re really gonna have a match in... Around... This.

Referee Malcolm Parks exits the other side of the truck, having been brought here by Mal. He looks... Extremely unhappy to have to be the one to preside over this match before the champion begins walking around the house, silently stepping around as she pockets her keys and throws the title at Parks who catches it. The two walk all the way around the massive house, noticing ladders that lead to the roofing of the first floor and the second. They cut through some tangle of undergrowth. Mal holds her hand up to stop the referee as they hear familiar music growing louder.

”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 lyrics of the song seem to... Heavily bother the Devil’s Favorite Cocksucker as she and the referee walk through the undergrowth and Mal finds a twenty-by-twenty wrestling ring by the back of the house, though it took her long enough to walk around. She sees Ruby Tyler leaning against a turnbuckle, watching her. Tyler has her usual cargo pants on, her tank, and wrist tap. The champion stares at the challenger for a few moments longer before looking back at the massive two-story home... Then Mal’s attention turns to the tool shed nearby, and the man-made pond that looks as though it empties out into a nearby stream.

Ruby: ...

Mallory: ...

The Huntress only grins at her as she nods at the massive fire pit with the lawn chairs around it, and the back door leading inside of the house. Mal looks back at the door for a moment before she shakes her head and rolls into the ring. The two women stare at each other from opposite sides of the ring and while Ruby Tyler looks like she is absolutely ready to go, there’s a moment of apprehension on the face of the Ultraviolence champion. Tyler however looks ready to go as referee Parks lifts the Ultraviolence championship high overhead.

He asks Ruby if she’s ready. A yes.

He asks Mal if she’s ready. A yes.

He motions for them to begin.

The two immediately begin teeing off on each other. Nothing special. Nothing fancy. It’s more or less a tit-for-tat on punches, answering each other’s jab with another. Mal for a moment seems like she’s getting the better of it and then Ruby begins taking over on the exchange. Back and forth they go before Ruby grabs Bennett and irish-whips her towards the ropes of the squared circle outside of her home, catching the rebounding champion back with a northern lights suplex that drops her on her back and the back of her neck. Bennett rolls on the pat, a hand on her back as she stands up only to nearly get decapitated with a jumping side kick to the side of the head. Bennett gets staggered back before the Ruby keeps up the offense, pounding on her head with a few brutal punches, followed by a big time chop across the chest that wakes Bennett up!

The Ultraviolence champion finally gets in this with a big knee lift to the gut of Ruby, stopping her for a moment and giving her some room to breathe before she scores a few choice snap jabs and scores a forearm smash across the challenger’s jaw. She further grabs her head and takes off for the turnbuckle but she only gets so far before Tyler puts a leg forward, stopping herself and Mallory at the turnbuckle before turning her around and catching her with a headbutt. With the champion firmly in the corner, Tyler begins letting loose on her favorite punch and chop combo, letting the champion have it before stepping away as Mal drops on all fours, trying to shake off the strikes. The Huntress begins walking backwards, looking down at Mal and readying that running knee to the side of the temple. Before Tyler can score Dead Aim however, The Ultraviolence champion roars and shoots forward from her seated position, catching Tyler with spinebuster as she takes off.

The champion huffs and looks down echoing a few choice curse words for Tyler, all that gets bleeped out as the video recording keeps cutting behind them and around them and following them in the action. Mal licks her chops and starts motioning for Ruby to get up, before she points her hand down at her, making a motion like a gun. She grabs her by the wrist the second she’s up and irish-whips her far from her... Mal looks hopeful for that Malatov Cocktail but instead she eats a leg lariat that sends both women tumbling over the ropes and onto the ground as referee Parks follows them out of the ring.

Mal stumbles away, wiping her mouth as she begins muttering to herself. Somehow she’s still being bleeped out as if this was one of her promotional videos. As she rolls away, Ruby begins rummaging under the ring in her backyard while the Ultraviolence champion is hurting furiously.

Mallory: <BLEEP>in’ <BLEEP>. I’m gonna skin you alive and feed ya to them ducks by my house.

Ruby: Hey Mz. DFC.

Mallory: What!?

CCRRUUUNNNCCHH!!!

That is the sound of teeth being knocked out of the side of a mouth. The camera cuts to the Huntress as she physically hurls a canoe, (yes you saw that right) like a spear at the Ultraviolence champion’s head. A long, yellow canoe to be exact, flung like a spear right for Mallory and catching her right across the face, almost cartoonishly snapping her entire upper half backward as a tooth and blood and spit fly as she drops to the ground in what could best be described as a knockout shot as Mal lays there in a dazed heap for a moment.

Mallory’s fingers flex to make sure she’s still remotely conscious but Ruby is looking down at her as referee Parks begins counting Mal down while Ruby leaves her, walking towards the tool shed near her home. She apparently had more weapons and toys on the agenda so why not get them.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Mallory sits up by the three count, stands up before the four and wipes her mouth as she stands up straight. She looks a little more than annoyed now and walks after the Huntress, spitting out a few globs of blood as she goes. The Ultraviolence champion looks absolutely incensed, having to spit blood every so often as she sees the Huntress pull a weed whacker out and takes a firm grasp of it before she gets ready to swing for the fences at the Ultraviolence champion’s head. Mal however isn’t having any part of that, grabbing the handle and beginning to try and wrestle it out of the Huntress’s hands. The two begin tussling over the weapon and Tyler attempts a headbutt to get Mal off the weapon but the Byproduct of Misconduct responds to the half of #Rubyway with a headbutt of her own before pulling the weedwacker from her grip and then smashing the broad side against Ruby’s face. She brings it down on her head again for good measure and when Tyler rolls away she drives it down on her back.

The Ultraviolence champion gives it a pull... And then another, trying to rev the thing up but looks at the tank to see that there’s hardly any gas in the thing. She mutters something about not being shocked as Parks continues to over over them while she reaches down and takes two good handfuls of Tyler’s dark locks. For forces Ruby to stand and then catches her with a stiff bolo punch to the face, dropping her. Another two handfuls of hair later? The Ultraviolence champion begins dragging her... All the while not realizing that Ruby has her hands on the same weedwacker and is carrying it as Mal begins dragging her to the two story wooden house.

Mallory: See I want the grand tour, Ruby! I wanna see the bedrooms and bathrooms and <BLEEP>. Like how they do on Fixer Upper or whatever. Swear to God I would sit on that Chip dude’s face.

Bennett seems to not have learned her lesson the first time of running her mouth and keeping an eye on Ruby even when she’s physically dragging her. They get about near to the porch of the back door when Mal lets go of her hair. This gives Ruby ample time to give the weedwacker one good pull... Revving the engine as the gas gauge flashes half-full, showing it was VERY much ready before she shoves the weedwacker up Mallory’s top, making the Ultraviolence champion roar in agony as Ruby presses the weedwacker against her abdomen, pinning her to the door as it snaps and bites at her flesh! Ruby pulls it away as Mal hugs her stomach, blood beginning to seep through before Tyler runs forward and catches her with a hurricanrana as she leans forward, smashing her head down on the wood paneling of the porch that leads to the inside of the house, making a large hole in the old wood as the Ultraviolence champion...

Lays there.

Head buried in the wood, knees on the steps looking more like she’s trying to assume the position (so to speak) then she’s been laid out. Ruby stands up shakily as the camera zooms in under Mal’s partially rolled up tank, thin cuts and bloody lines across her abs. Once again Parks begins counting as Mal begins to come to, pulling her head out of the porch paneling.

Ruby: Welcome to This Old House, Mallory.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

The Huntress interrupts the count as Parks follows them, seeing Mal pulling her head out of the hole Ruby made with her skull and uppercutting her head before jerking open the door and shoving Mal inside of the home. The Huntress walks in after her, but begins looking for the Ultraviolence champion inside of the living room from where the porch is attached to. She doesn’t see her however, almost as though Mallory has taken to hiding amidst the slightly drab darker part of the house. Referee Parks doesn’t seem to like it too much, looking around warily and swallowing, taking note of dust in some spots. The Huntress looks behind one couch, and then another but it’s almost as if Mal has completely disappeared at this point. Ruby begins walking around the living room, peering inside of a coat room and finding nothing but dust and old books that were stored inside. Her eyes narrow as she looks around. The Huntress’s eyes look down at the footprints that have moved the thin coats of dust into footprints

...Mal doesn’t make her wait for long however, running into Ruby, shoulders down as the champion spears the challenger through the wall! The two bodies collide, smashing through the drywall and both women tumble into the kitchen through an explosion of wood splintered, drywall, alabaster cracked paint, asbestos. The dust flies around the two of them as Mal raises her head, white dust caking her hair as well as Ruby’s as both men try to get themselves up in the worn looking kitchen. Mal’s eyelid twitches and the Devil’s Favorite Cocksucker huffs as Parks follows them by walking through the body sized hole the two fighters created. Mallory opens the fridge and spots a number of empty beer bottles and a few unopened and full. The Ultraviolence champion cracks one open, swilling it in her mouth until she drains the glass... Before shattering the bottle across the head of Ruby, sending amber glass shards on the floor as she holds the broken neck.

A twisted look wraps along Mal’s face as her eyes flicker with madness, before she gets a handful of Ruby’s hair and jerks her over the sink, head back as she begins trying to drive that broken beer bottle into the eye of Ruby Tyler. Mal’s face is one of fury, looking as though she would be happy to take one of Tyler’s eyes as a memento. The Huntress however, even in her positioning has one hand along Mal’s wrist, stopping her from driving it into her eye. What does Mal do but begin biting Ruby’s hand as she frees that makeshift glass dagger and begins digging the glass in Ruby’s forehead, making the Huntress wrench around in agony as Mal begins jabbing the glass bottle in Ruby’s forehead, asking Tyler if she still thinks she’s Ultraviolence champion material.

Mal asks this however without paying attention where Ruby Tyler’s free arm has been all this time. It’s been reaching up for the cabinet as Mal continued to the glass bottle neck in her face, leaving her forehead spotting, cut and bloody. She’s about to stab further...

Until Ruby snaps a plate from the cabinet and smashes it as hard as she can over the top of Mal’s head. The Ultraviolence champion stumbles backward, the initial shock of taking the plate across the head staggering her before Ruby smashes another plate on her head as she kicks open the fridge. She smashes a bottle across the face of the champion, and then swinging another plate that smashes Bennett across the mouth, both women’s faces cut up in places, lines of red across them but Mal staggers up, keeping a grip on that broken beer bottle neck and flipping it in her fingers like a shank.

She steps backward and lunges for Ruby, but Tyler grips the side of a plate and twists her body like a spinning back fist, literally smashing Bennett’s head through that plate (well, vice versa) as hard as she possibly can as the particles and dust and shards of glass have all scattered across the ground. Tyler barely even acknowledges how much this is about to hurt, instead grabbing Mal’s top and rolling it up to her neck before Ruby leaps onto the countertop and leaps for the Ultraviolence champion, hitting her with a diving forearm and sending Mal’s near naked back landing into the glass shards.

...

“AAWWWGGHHHHHGAWDGETITOUTGETITOUTFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFFFFUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!”

The next sound is the loud, shrill scream of Mallory Bennett as she writhes on the ground, shards of glass up and down on her back as the camera zooms on her pale skin pocked with blood as her back arches and she lays in pain, shakily trying to push herself up on the shards of glass before laying on the ground and shaking. Parks looks around before he begins to count her out yet again. For the third time yet again, Ruby has put down the champion and lets the count roll as she begins dragging open the drawers for a weapon if Bennett gets herself up again.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Mallory shakily pulls her legs to her side, before splaying them out and letting them drag across the glass shards. She groans just by reflex alone before she begins pushing herself up. Meanwhile Ruby begins rummaging through the various cabinets and drawers, pulling out a meat tenderizer and smacking it in her fingers... Before she tosses it over her shoulders and grabs a long sheet of cheesecloth, waiting for Mal to get herself up to a standing position.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

 SEVEN!

The Ultraviolence champion finally stands up, looking dizzied as she puts a hand on the fridge. The Huntress creeps behind her but Mal slowly slides downward, her back turned to Ruby. Barely able to stand. Ruby drops the cheesecloth and instead decides she’s going to finish Bennett off now, taking aim. What she doesn’t realize as the camera zooms in is Mal can see behind herself and at Ruby. She’s looking at the dim reflection of the nearby microwave at an angle, seeing Ruby get ready to hit her with that knee strike. She takes off for Dead Aim but at the last moment Mal sidesteps, a hand on Ruby’s back and letting her blast her own knee in the fridge. Ruby hugs her knee in pain as Mal slides up behind her and hooks her arms around her head. A moment of hesitation but Mal flings Ruby backwards with a Malariaplex, dropping her back on the shards of glass still digging in her back but tossing Tyler so hard her head gets driven into the sink, snapping off the faucet with a loud DONG!!

It’s Ruby now who is unmoving, hugging her head as Mal has to grab the fridge door handle to pull herself up as Parks begins to count Ruby down for the first time...!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Mal doesn’t allow him though, dragging the long length of cheesecloth over Ruby’s face and pulling it and her hair together, a boot in Ruby’s back as she tries to roll away! The Ultraviolence champion SQUEEZES the cheesecloth around Tyler’s face as it slowly begins to soak red from Ruby’s blood in smatters. The Ultraviolence champion looks absolutely desperate to choke Ruby out as her movements begin to slow but Mal’s eyes begin darting and she eyes up a door nearby. She licks her lips before putting a boot on the back of Tyler’s neck, wrenching her head and trying to suffocate her further. As the Huntress’s hands slow to and she grabs a shattered bottleneck she jabs it repeatedly at the leg of the champion. She shakes her head in pain, the jeans stopping most of the damage. She finally lets go of the cloth, forcing Ruby up, pulling her her shoulders and taking off for the door.

The two go right through, Mal and Ruby crashing via running powerslam as both women roll on the ground in the middle of...

...

A literal weapons room.

Flails. Maces. Morningstars. Glaives. Staves. Blunted training swords. Actual swords in the forms of sabres, falchions, estoc, scimitars. Bags of sand and grain, consecrated holy water in mason jars, prayer beads, silver pieces, silver stakes, silver knives, sheets of Taoist fulu in a large glass frame, javelins, halbreds, lochabers...

Besides the obvious weapons, powders in jars,rock salt, a large mallet for poundings, and cold iron trinkets hang everywhere. In the middle of it all, on a small clay pedestal, an ornate looking wooden box in the middle of it all, like an old fashioned wine box with “שָׁלוֹם“ engraved in the wood and worn looking hinges. Mallory Bennett mouths a literal “What the fuck am I looking at” as she looks round while pulling herself off the mat. She takes Ruby with a punch in the head before licking her lips like a kid in a candy store. She grabs a halberd, turning it to the flat of the side as Tyler stands up before taking aim and sweeping it as the Huntress staggers behind a case. Referee Malcolm Parks looks as though this is the last place he wanted to end up but the Ultraviolence champion begins to push her advantage, thrusting it forward.

The Huntress catches the head with her hands and pulls it forward, before hitting Bennett with a headbutt to the chest. Ruby doesn’t bother looking around at the weapons, already knowing what she’s going to make use of. It is a home under her ownership after all. She goes for a bastard sword finally and turns around... Into a metal clash by sword ala the Ultraviolence champion.

The two women look at each other for all of a moment before they actually begin having a straight up sword fight, clashing metal as referee Parks ducks out of the way and thinks that he doesn’t get paid enough for this. Reposte. Swing. Swing. Reposte. Mallory has little idea what she’s actually doing with the sword and it shows, attempting a two handed method as Ruby nimbly ducks and dodges, before smacking the saber out of Mal’s fingers and then smacking her in the chest with the flat of the blade.

Let’s be honest, Mal wouldn’t be able to take Ruby in a swordfight.

Ever.

Mal says fuck it and spits blood in she’s been welling in her mouth in Ruby’s eyes. With the Huntress blinded for a second, Mallory kicks at Ruby’s hands, knocking the sword out of her grasp. The Ultraviolence champion goes on the attack, only to catch a leg sweep that drops her on her back.

Ruby rubs her eyes in disgust and then pulls herself up and wrenches off the wall a spikeless flail. She goes about twisting the chained ball that spins around before she swings it, catching Bennett in the hip before smashing the handle against Bennett’s mouth, sending another bloody tooth flying. Mallory drops on her knees as Ruby wraps the metal chain around her neck before beating her face against one of the glass cases again.

And again.

And again.

The damage begins spider-webbing the glass, making miniature cracks and half-dried blood of Mal smear across it. Tyler pulls back on the chain, choking Bennett this time and getting on her back, legs waistlocking in place as the two women begin stumbling through the weapons room, Bennett doing anything and everything she can to free herself of the chain but Tyler continues choking her in payback for earlier with the cheesecloth. Mallory weakly reaches up for one of the small pouches of sand and digs inside of it, throwing it in her and Ruby’s face, both women coughing a storm as the sand gets in the blood smears on their foreheads and hair. The Ultraviolence champ gets up and grabs a sanjiegun, i.e. a three-sectioned staff. A grin breaks across her head as she does her best Kung-Fu impression before grabbing the end of the third section and swings it with all her might, smashing Tyler against the jaw... When Ruby stays standing... Barely, Tyler catches a bicycle knee to the face (Malicious Intent) and goes down finally, spitting up blood as she collapses.

Mallory SCREAMS at Parks to count, dropping the three section staff before looking around and spotting a Danish axe. She looks down at Ruby, almost as if deciding she might try to decapitate Tyler and put an end to it.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Instead Mallory grabs that strange wooden box in the center of the weapons room, hefting it up in her hands and assuming that this must be important so plus points for destroying it. She waits for Ruby to rise up before Mal can bring it down on the Huntress’s neck, but as she tosses it down, Tyler rolls out of the way and lets the box smash to the ground. The contents among the shattered wooden remains are an old candle, a piece of porcelain with “שָׁלוֹם“, a golden wine cup dented, among other knick knacks. The Huntress and challenger for the Ultraviolence champion finally rolls up from her back and gets ready to kick Bennett’s head clear off her shoulders but, Mal has not moved from where she stands. Something that looked like dust on the camera, causing a mild interruption in the live feed sweeps through the Ultraviolence champion’s mouth and nostrils.

Suddenly her eyes roll in the back of her head as she begins speaking in tongues, her shoulders and spine haunched backwards as she begins spitting from the rapid fire words of little bearing coming her mouth. The Huntress suddenly shoves the referee and the cameraman filming this backward, grabbing a silver stake and forcing it sideways between the Ultraviolence champion’s teeth. She unscrews a mason jar of water, drenching her entire hand before grasping Bennett’s forehead and speaking something.

Ruby: --ecce hereditas Domini filii mercis fructus ventris. Sicut sagittae in manu potentis ita filii excussorum--

The Ultraviolence champion begins screaming through the metal stake between her mouth, wisps of smoke coming from the side of her lips where the silver is pressed, as though it’s smoking her. Anyone watching might simply write this off as the dust from the box giving Mallory allergies, and Ruby taking advantage with metal that had ee dipped in something earlier. Regardless Mal jerks away from the Huntress’s touch, ripping the silver stake from her mouth and stumbling away... Before Ruby takes the whole mason jar still filled with holy water and smashes it against the Ultraviolence champion’s head. She leans up against wooden paneling as the mason jar doesn’t break before Ruby shrugs and takes off for the opposite side of the weapons room. She comes back running on a good leg, using a polearm to sub another good arm before using it like a catapault as she jams it into the wood tile of the room, making a launching big boot that sends her and Mal tearing through the wood bracing that sends them both stumbling into the garage before they both collapse.

ONE!

Both women are bloody.

TWO!

Beaten.

THREE!

FOUR!

Teeth are missing.

FIVE!

SIX!

Cuts are in the skin from weed wackers, beer bottles, shards of glass and plate and cuts from live weapons and other things, and we might have just witnessed an exorcism on live television.

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Mallory can be heard over the feed, shaking her head, screaming. Her blonde streak of hair at this point has been seeped with blood as she forces herself up. She screams at Malcolm Parks for her title, saying she’s done with this shit. She doesn’t care anymore. Fuck all of this. Fuck the match. Fuck the House-Warring Party. She just wants out. When Parks doesn’t hand over the title he’s been carrying with himself, Mal begins to walk away, the Devil’s Favorite Cocksucker finally having way too much of everything Ruby Tyler has thrown at her. Ruby however hasn’t had enough quite yet herself as she sees Mal stumbling away towards her truck. The Huntress pulls herself up and stumbles back into the hole to the weapons room she and Mal had made before rummaging.

Meanwhile Bennett is nearing her truck, slumping over the hood of the car for a moment as though she’s going to embrace it. Referee Parks tries to stop her but he doesn’t need to...

As she catches a rubber-blunted arrow to the side of the thigh that drops her to the ground instantly. She’s too exhausted to scream at this point as the camera cuts back to Ruby, literally living up to her moniker and shakily holding up crossbow before dropping it as she catches up to Bennett. She drops down and tags the champion in the face with a few punches, all real manner of things forgotten as she just keeps raining down fists on Bennett’s head. She forces Mal to stand before plopping her on the hood of her own truck, halfway between the glass and the hood itself. The Ultraviolence champion doesn’t move, laying a bloody mess as Parks looks unsure. Ruby however, after hitting Mal’s thigh with that blunted rubber arrowhead and knowing full well she won’t be walking right for SOME time... Leaves Bennett on her own truck and begins forcing herself up one of the ladders to the first floor roof.

Mallory is laying on her truck hood, squeezing her thigh muscle in pain before she realizes there’s a shadow over her. Ruby’s shadow. The Huntress looks down at her... Takes a few steps backwards because she’s gonna need as good as a start as she can make to land this. On her good leg and with pain coursing through her body she takes off for a Look Out Below! But at the last moment Mal rolls off the truck in pain and let’s Ruby crash land RIGHT on the hood of the truck.

WWWWAAAAAHHHHHMMMMM!!!

The car alarm goes off, as to be expected.

The impact isn’t enough to break through the front window but the truck certainly feels that with a shudder. The Ultraviolence champion, shakily, weakly begins to stand herself up. She looks at her challenger and then at Parks...

Expecting the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Ruby’s hands raise and her fingers clench and unclench before she rolls herself off the hood of the car.

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

She finally stands up but the camera catches Mal stumbling away long since, only staying long enough to grab something in her truck bed. Ruby sees her headed for the backyard where the man made pond and pit and even the ring where it all started are. Instead of giving chase... The Huntress weakly rummages around the garage, pulling of all things, a familiar tennis ball bazooka and from up close, that might actually sprain something. The Huntress quietly begins loading the bazooka with a tennis ball...That looks like it’s heavier somehow.

She begins glancing around for the Ultraviolence champion, stopping just in front of a large pit she had set up, with an ornate looking cross at the top of the pit. Ruby looks at the pit for a moment, seeming to think something is off. She then hears the familiar sound of a shotgun being pumped. The Huntress only gets a second to turn around, firing off a tennis ball that grazes the champion. A beanbag round fires off from the shotgun at the same time however and scores a shot, clipping the Huntress’s shoulder as she drops the bazooka in agony as she squeezes her shoulder in pain. Bennett drops the non-lethal gun and makes on last running start for Tyler. The Huntress braces herself, looking to land a Crimson Kiss but as Mal comes at her and Ruby tries to leave her legs, Mal turns her head and pop-up powerbombs Ruby deep into the pit.

There Tyler lays, landing on said shoulder that just got hit with the beanbag round. She weakly reaches with the good arm (good is relative) and the bad arm but can’t pull herself up out of the pit as Mal stares down in exhaustion as Parks begins counting. Both women have caked on blood, their own and each other’s, at this point lacerations of every type.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

...

TEN!

Parks lifts the hand of Mallory Bennett as for a moment Ruby tried to use her legs to kickstand herself out of the pit, still willing to fight. The Ultraviolence champion’s victory is responded to at the arena watching this over the video wall as Kat announces the decision for those watching and those at home.

Kat: Here is your winner... AND STILL FFW ULTRAVIOLENCE CHAMPION... “MALICIOUS” MALLORY BENNETT!!

Mal stares down at Ruby for a few moments longer. Her reaction isn’t even dull surprise as Ruby stops trying to get herself out, too exhausted to move. With half a nod, the Ultraviolence champion as well turns half a step... Before she face plants on the ground, absolutely beaten to shit.

Malcolm Parks looks beside himself as he motions for the only couple of medical staff, who beside the skeleton camera crew and Parks himself, were the only ones here for this as the medics split between two checking on Ruby inside of the pit, and two doing a check on Mal, first trying to see if both women are even conscious.

We head back to the arena after the end of the first ever House-warring Party.

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The bell sounds a few times as we head back to ringside, and find Kat Grayson standing in the center of the ring with a spotlight over her.

Kat: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is your main event of the evening! And it is for the FFW Championship!

Zack: It’s the richest and most historic prize in women’s wrestling today. I’m joined by the champion’s manager, Christian Kincaid. It’s been a busy night for you, hasn’t it?

Christian: You aren’t kidding. That’s why I always wear my running shoes to these events, because I know I’m going to be on the move.

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

Kat: Hailing from Sherbrooke in the province of Quebec, Canada. She weighs in at 142 lbs and stands 5’8” tall. 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. 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, ignoring the boos of the crowd. 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 as she waits to start the match.

Zack: It was Unstoppable 9 that this woman last challenged for the FFW Championship. Shaw is long on confidence, and is convinced tonight is going to be the night she finally claims what she feels is owed to her. But...she’ll have to get through the woman about to arrive.

Christian: Shaw’s always been entitled, and her own biggest fan. As someone who has had a lot of experience in tag team wrestling, not every half of a team is cut out to be a singles star. I’m still undecided on if Shaw falls into that category.

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

Kat: And her opponent, from Monterrey, Mexico… The reigning and defending 2x FFW Champion…………..LEONA VEGA!!!!

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

Zack: 2018 was a banner year for Leona Vega. She won the FFW Championship twice. She joined the Hall of Fame, and she won the biggest fan award too.

Christian: Those are all things she deserved and earned, no two ways about it. We know what kind of a champion she is, but we just have to see if Shaw has what it takes to stop her.

Referee Kevin Fisk raises the title over her head as the lights come back up, and then hands it off to Kat as she leaves the ring. He calls for the bell as the fans are already behind Leona, bringing a smile to her face. Shaw shows little emotion as she heads towards the center of the ring, never taking her eyes off Leona as they lock up. The champion starts to push her back a couple steps before taking her down an armdrag takeover. Shaw immediately pop sup, and gets another armdrag for her troubles. When she gets up the third time, Leona tries it again and catches a short knee to the as she comes forward. Shaw began to hammer elbows into her shoulder, trying to drive her down to a knee before applying a top wristlock.

Zack: Leona wants to keep this match fast-paced, but Shaw has no interest in that. You can expect her to be slow and methodical.

Christian: That’s part of the strategy I laid out when Leona and I discussed this match. She needs to try to keep Shaw off balance, and maintain a high tempo.

Vega started to get back to her feet, but remained bent over thanks to the wristlock. Shaw tried to turn it even more to get Vega back onto the mat, but it only put her down to a knee. She rose back up again, and used a standing sidekick to Shaw’s thigh to cause her to break the hold. Vega turned into her with a short knee to her ribs before rolling over Shaw’s back to land on her feet. As soon as the challenger stood up, Leona swept her feet out from under her into a wheelbarrow suplex. Shaw slammed into the mat as Leona took off for the far side, coming back with a rolling thunder senton. A quick kip up to her feet saw the champion taking off again for the ropes. Shaw got back to her feet, and ducked a clothesline from Leona. But Vega stopped on a dime behind her, waiting for her to turn around before she blasted her with a standing dropkick to the chest that nearly sent her through the ropes.

Zack: We’re starting to get into what Leona Vega does best, and this is precisely what Shaw has to avoid! Vega’s quicker than a blink, and Shaw has to negate that.

Christian: The simple fact is she’s hard to catch, I don’t care how good you are. Your reflexes have to be on par or better than hers. Shaw’s learning on the job, and doesn’t have Kaoru to blame if she comes up short.

Shaw slowly got to her feet, not out of fatigue but out of wariness as she looked across at the champion. Leona waved her forward as she listened to the crowd, and Shaw took her up on the invitation. She lunged forward, only for Vega to sidestep her and turn into a spinning heel kick as Shaw turned around again. A discus elbow caught the French-Canadian on the jaw before Leona fired her into the corner. She followed in after her, and delivered three chops across her chest. Shaw covered the strike zone with her arms before Vega used the ropes for a springboard into a flying forearm to drop Shaw on the mat. She quickly made the cover with a hook of the leg before Fisk dropped to count.

Zack: Shaw may have some loose teeth after that springboard forearm from Vega, and she’s ready to call it a night!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOO.

Shaw kicked out at at the two count, and Leona quickly got back to her feet. The champion took off for the ropes as Shaw was starting to sit up, and caught her with a punt kick to the back that froze her in place. Vega bounded past her again, and came back with a basement dropkick to her chest.

Christian: See, the problem for Shaw is that Leona can keep this up all night. Her stamina is second to none, not to mentioning her conditioning.

As Shaw started to get up again, Leona hooked her head and snapped off a vertical suplex. She rolled through to deliver four more of them before getting back to her feet. As Shaw held her back on the mat, Leona executed a double knee drop to that same area, causing Shaw even more back pain. When the challenger tried to get to her feet, Leona grabbed a rear waistlock. It seemed like she was going for a German suplex, but Shaw drove both of them backwards into the corner. It stunned Leona for a moment before Shaw turned into her, and started hammering her head with forearms as fast as she could fire them. A quick hook of her head saw her use a DDT to drive Leona down onto the mat.

Zack: Shaw found herself an opening right there, and she seized it. Shaw knows what’s on the line here, and that FFW Championship opportunities are rare, to say the least.

Christian: She definitely has urgency of the moment in mind. If she doesn’t get the job done here, there’s plenty of women in the back who will happily take the next shot while she tries to get back into contention.

O’Neill covered her, but not to pin her as she rained elbows into the side of her head repeatedly. Several shots landed right on her ear before she got back to her feet. As the champion started to get up again, Shaw bounced off the near side with a running kneelift into her face that rocked her backwards a couple steps. The challenger slid around behind her to apply a full nelson into a facebuster. Shaw sat on the canvas, and then began to hammer the back of Leona’s head with six leg drops in a row before pulling her up into a fisherman buster with a leg hook for the cover.

Zack: Textbook fisherman buster suplex with a hook of the leg as Shaw is closing in on the FFW Championship!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!

T-NO.

The champion got her shoulder up before the three, and Shaw rolled her onto her stomach. She quickly got to a vertical base as Leona was starting to rise before a bounce off the near side saw her land a curb stomp to the back of Vega’s head.

Christian: Shaw’s looking to soften Leona up for that flip piledriver of hers, which is obvious with all the focus on Leona’s head since she got in control.

She circled around the champion for a moment as Leona started to get up to her knees. Shaw measured and delivered a big elbow to the top of her head to keep her down before she applied a claw. Her fingertips began to sink into Leona’s head as the referee dropped down beside Leona to see if she wanted to stop the match. Vega grabbed Shaw’s wrist, and tried to pull her hand away but the grip was too strong. The champion sunk to her knees, and seemed to be fading as one hand fell to her side while the other was still wrapped around Shaw’s wrist.

Christian: I haven’t seen a claw like this one in a while. What this does is cut off part of the circulation to the brain, and that’ll put you out quicker than a sleeping pill.

Zack: Shaw’s fingertips are practically hidden in Leona’s head, you can see how much strength she’s applying just looking at the challenger’s face.

The referee checked again to see if Leona wanted to quit, but never got the answer to stop the match. Leona’s other hand dropped to her side, causing her to almost slump into Shaw’s hand. The referee decided to check her arm, and lifted it up to see it fall once...then twice. When he did it the third time, it fell halfway before stopping and making a shaky fist. The crowd began to get much louder behind the champion as Leona powered back to her feet. Shaw kicked at her to bring her back down, but Leona caught her with a kick to the body. That broke the hold long enough for Vega to follow up with an inverted stomp facebreaker before she lunged across her for the cover!

Zack: Leona pulled that from seemingly nowhere, and there’s a move I haven’t seen her use too often!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THR-NO.

Shaw kicked out a second before the three came down, and Leona rolled off the cover. She sat up slowly and slumped a little as she tried to pull herself together. She shook her head a moment, and started back to her feet.

Christian: Leona’s trying to get all her senses back online, so to speak. One’s not meant to be in a claw hold like that for long at all, if they can avoid it.

Finally getting back to her feet, she saw Shaw starting to get up as well. The champion bolted towards the ropes and left her feet after the rebound into a lungblower that bounced Shaw backwards to the mat. She got back to her feet again, still shaking her head for a moment as she saw Shaw sit up on her knees. Vega began to spin around, catching Shaw with a series of roundhouse and spinning heel kicks to the head followed up with a volley that collapsed the challenger on the mat. Leona dropped over her and grabbed the outside leg for the cover.

Christian: There’s EL MOLINILLO, Zack! Kinda like getting caught in a tornado of kicks, and that could be enough!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!

THREE-NO.

Shaw got her shoulder up again, getting only a two count before Vega got back to her feet. She headed for the corner, and made her way up top to watch as Shaw began to rise to her feet.

Zack: Leona’s watching Shaw like a bird of prey up there on the top rope, and I have no idea what she has in mind!

As the challenger was back to her feet, Leona began to walk the top rope like a tightrope walker at the circus. And just as she was about to jump, Shaw rushed the ropes and caused her to land straddling it instead. Leona sat gingerly and frozen in pain on the top rope before Shaw connected with a spinning roundhouse kick to her head that toppled her to fall down to the floor at ringside. O’Neill leaned against the ropes, trying to recover as quickly as she could.

Christian: Something tells me there may have been a missile dropkick in mind, but Shaw either saw it coming or fell into the ropes via dumb luck. I’m sure she’d say it was totally premeditated.

Zack: Whichever reason it is, it bought her a little bit of time! Vega landed hard on the floor out here, but Shaw’s not gonna become FFW Champion with her out there.

O’Neill rolled out under the bottom rope, pulling Leona up with two handfuls of hair before she bounced her head off the barricade. The champion stumbled backwards before Shaw scooped her up, and delivered a snake eyes onto the steel steps. It collapsed Leona to the floor before Shaw rolled her back under the bottom rope. The challenger still looked a little woozy as she climbed back up onto the apron. Vega started to get up in the ring before Shaw grabbed her head and snapped her neck across the top rope. The champion staggered backwards, trying to get her breath before Shaw scooped her up into a running over-the-shoulder back to belly piledriver. She draped an arm over her for the cover as Fisk dropped to make the count.

Zack: Where the hell did Shaw get that?! I think we’re about to crown a new FFW Champion!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO.

Leona got her shoulder up barely before the three, causing Shaw to sit up and hold up three fingers. She seemed insistent it was three, but the referee only showed her two of them.

Christian: I’ve never seen her use that before, which goes to show you that Shaw’s been putting together some new offense for tonight. I can’t be mad at that. But it still didn’t get the job done, did it?

The French-Canadian got back to her feet, and pulled Leona’s head between her legs. It looked as though she were going for her finisher, but Vega stood up in it and countered into an Alabama slam. The impact was such that it caused the champion to stumble backwards as soon as Shaw hit the mat. Vega leaned against the ropes, and headed back for the corner again. She made it up to the top rope, and dove off with a big elbow drop that landed into Shaw’s chest before quickly making a cover of her own for the referee to count.

Zack: An elbow from the heavens right into Shaw’s black heart, and Vega’s got her title back in three!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO.

Shaw’s arm popped up off the mat once more, causing Leona to struggle back to her feet. It was easy to see how worn down she was as she leaned against the ropes. Seeing Shaw start to move again, Leona shook her head and made a beeline for her.

Christian: I don’t think either one of them has a lot left in the tank right now, but I’m willing to bet even money Leona’s about ready to put this match in the history books, at least if her facial expression is any indication.

When Shaw was vertical again, Leona grabbed her into a three quarters facelock. But Shaw surprised her with a headbutt in the face. It staggered the champion before her head was plucked into position for Shaw’s flip piledriver! She collapsed on top of her for the cover.

Zack: Leona was going for her Warrior’s Wing, but Shaw…...O’NEILL’S OBLIVION!!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Wait!

The referee was about to call for three when he spotted Leona’s foot across the bottom rope. Shaw stared at it when she sat up, her eyes widening in anger as she screamed at the referee that it was three!

Christian: That’s one reason Leona is the FFW Champion twice over, Shaw! Because just when you think you got the answer, she has a better one!

Zack: Shaw is livid right now! Virtually no one has ever survived that piledriver of hers, but Leona Vega…..I don’t know how she did it!

Shaw got back to her feet, muttering angrily as she pulled Leona towards the center of the ring. Without a second’s hesitation, she hit her flip piledriver again and then rolled her over for the cover. Fisk dropped to make the count.

Zack: Leona survived one, I’m not sure she’s gonna do it twice though!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

The referee called for the bell as Shaw rolled off to the mat. She sat up with a fierce expression before struggling to her feet to get her hand raised.

Christian: I don’t think anyone would have been able to take two of those, Zack. Shaw answered my question at the start of the match. She does have what it takes.

Kat: Here’s your winner….AND NEEEEEEEWWW FFW Champion……’THE ONE WOMAN SHOW’ SHAUGHNESSY O’NEILL!!

Shaw snatched the title from the referee’s hand when he tried to award it to her. The new champion clutched it tightly to her body as she let out a victorious scream. The Cleveland crowd did not join her in that excitement as boos rained throughout the arena. Shaw pressed a kiss to her new title as Christian left the booth to check on his client.

Zack: Whether you like her or not and most don’t, Shaw has made history in Cleveland! And you can see how she feels about it!

Shaw climbed the corner, and raised her title for the Cleveland crowd. It only got her more boos though before she kissed it again and hopped back down to the mat.

Zack: A new FFW Champion has been crowned tonight at Fury! And make no mistake when it comes to FFW’s richest prize, it just became a ONE WOMAN SHOW!!

Shaw smiled at her reflection in the title to a chorus of boos from the fans as Fury faded off the air.

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