FFW Unstoppable 2010 - July 31, 2010

[Adam Grant]

Femme Fatale Wrestling
Presents
A Shooting Star Production
FFW Unstoppable 2010
Live From The Target Center in Minneapolis, Minnesota!
July 31, 2010

The FFW logo is shown with the world revolving around behind it. The copyright disclaimer appears next, and with that, the show opens as we see the employee entrance of the Target Center at the end of the hallway. The door swings open, as we see a blond woman wearing a pair of tight jeans and a baby doll tee shirt making her way in. With a rolling bag behind her, she pulls it with her as she heads up the corridor. Upon seeing her, the fans erupt as as she makes her way in. Her blond hair and brown highlights give her away immediately.

She moves up the hall, walking past a few startled production team members whom look more than surprised to see her. As she passes them, she also passes Michael Meadows whom is standing by, reviewing some notes as she passes. And upon seeing her, he drops the notes and grabs a microphone, racing towards her. He grabs her shoulder, as she turns around only to have the camera zoom in on the pair.

Michael: TIFFANY SPENCER!

The fans pop again at the mention of her name as she turns around to face Michael, whom like many, is more than a little surprised to see her.

Michael: Tiffany Spencer, I guess the first thing I should do is welcome you to Unstoppable! I don’t think anyone was aware you were going to be at this event.

Tiffany: Well I didn’t realize I had to inform the wrestling media every time I came to a show. Granted, I haven’t been on FFW television since the company launched. But I have been keeping up with the place. And I was invited to be here for a very...special purpose.

She can’t hide a bit of a grin as this causes Michael’s suspicions to run wild.

Michael: You were invited to be here for a special reason?! Well I know you aren’t under contract to Femme Fatale Wrestling. So you’re not here to compete. And you don’t manage anyone, so...

He was still trying to figure it out as Tiffany shook her head in amusement.

Tiffany: Listen to me, don’t hurt yourself trying to think too much here, Michael. All you need to know is that I was invited here by FFW to fill a very special role tonight as it relates to Femme Fatale Wrestling. And we can leave it at that, if you don’t mind!

Michael: Wait a minute, you aren’t the one that the board has hired to oversee Miss Star, are you? After all, you do have a bit of a love/hate relationship with the owner of Femme Fatale Wrestling!

Tiffany was grinning from ear to ear now.

Tiffany: Michael, all I can tell you is this. I came here tonight to do something that needs to be done. I came here tonight to ensure that things go the way they should. If you’re asking me if I am the new executive for Femme Fatale Wrestling that Alexander Stryfe has been talking about...

She bobs her head from side to side as if she is giving it some though.

Tiffany: I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, won’t we?

A wink given, she also pats him on the cheek as she heads off in the direction she was going, leaving Michael dumbfounded and his mouth open as he seems to ponder that very possibility. He looks as if something occurs to him and he’s about to call after her as the show fades to the opening video package for the show.

As the video comes to a conclusion, we open on the arena itself as rockets shoot across the roof of the building. Pink sparkles fall over the entrance ramp as the fans roar as “Let It Rock” continues to play over the PA system. The ring posts erupt with pyrotechnics as well as the FFW flag waves over the ring. The fans wave their homemade signs, such as “Val can bite me...no really!” and “I have Scarlett fever!” and “Aquablondes make me wet!”. And with that, we head down to ringside where the announce teams are standing by, starting with the Breaking Point team.

Mark Horton: On a night where every title in FFW will be decided....and a night where the board of directors are going to appoint a Director of Executive Oversight....I would like to personally welcome you to the first and quite possibly one of the greatest nights guaranteed in FFW history! We welcome you to the Twin Cities, that being Minneapolis, Minnesota! We welcome you to the Target Center! And myself along with 19,338 fans welcome you to the first FFW Pay Per View in this company’s history! This is Unstoppable!!

The cameras show that both Mark and his wife are dressed for the event, Mark in a suit with Erica in a dress beside him.

Mark: And what a way to kick off Unstoppable! Tiffany Spencer is here at the Target Center, and hell if I know what she’s doing here!

Erica: Neither does Michael, to be fair!

Mark: Ladies and gentlemen, the Hall of Famer is here and like I say, what a way to kick off Unstoppable! Erica my love, tonight we are going to make FFW history! Every title on the line, every championship will find a home here tonight! And there’s none bigger than the finals of the Femme for All tournament when Kaitlynn Stryfe goes one on one with “The Killer Blonde” Amy to determine the first ever FFW Champion here tonight!

Erica: That’s the main event, though most of the card could be called a main event! I’m looking forward to the FFW Ultraviolence Championship match inside that big hunk of metal up there.

The cameras aim skyward, showing the Prison of Punishment hanging above the ring.

Mark: Two tons of steel hanging over the ring like Damocles’ sword! The Prison of Punishment is an equal opportunity destroyer of bodies and careers! And with the Ultraviolence title hanging right inside, Wendy House and Danielle Arisu better be prepared to take a five star tour through hell here tonight!

Erica: They better! I have a feeling that thing could get nasty before it even really gets underway. There’s no telling what those two would come up with! Both of them have no problem using weapons! And that’s what they will have to do to survive inside that monster!

Mark: And it’ll be a grudge match in a first ever meeting when Isabella Pazzini goes one on one with Jada Kaine, better known as Sinnocence. And after what the Power Trip tried to do to her, you know damn well Sinn’s looking to crack Isabella’s skull tonight!

Erica: She’s had plenty of time to think about it, get herself prepared. Isabella is a legend in her own right, but she may have pushed Jada too far just to prove a point! Like you say, a first ever meeting! But don’t forget, baby, we aren’t the only team here tonight!

Mark: That’s very true, let’s send it over to the Velocity broadcast team, Crazy Crazy Millar and Sophie Richards! Take it away!

The cameras move to the next table over as Sophie appears to be dressed as though she is going to the Oscars, with diamond earrings hanging from her ears and her hair done up as CCM looks at her in disbelief, wearing his FFW t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

CCM: Welcome to Unstoppable, ladies and gents! I’m Crazy Crazy Millar, alongside....what the hell are you dressed like that for?!

He looks at Sophie in shock, as she looks back at him in disgust.

Sophie: This is a huge night for this company! And as a role model for the women in the locker room, I decided I would dress appropriately. We are on international pay per view, and I want to represent FFW to the best of my ability! And that’s looking as spectacular as I can. I see you decided to try to dress on the other end of the spectrum! My hair clip costs more than your entire outfit!

CCM: Well EXCUSE ME! It’s not a fashion show, last I checked! Tonight it’s about the most talented women in the world of wrestling! Our broadcast partners already talked about a couple of the big matches, but there’s so many more! The FFW Evolution Championship hangs in the balance when Jenette McGraw has her work cut out for her when she faces off in a triple threat with Michelle Taylor and Undine!

Sophie: Jenette is already more intelligent than both of her opponents! I don’t see this as some huge pick’em as far as the winner goes! Frankly, the bigger question is how many minutes before Jenette catches one of them doing something stupid, and capitalizes?

CCM: We’ll see, i think it’s going to be a tougher contest than that! But that’s not all! I’m also looking forward to the Four Corners match to crown the first ever FFW Unity Tag Team Champions! Four of the best teams in the company are going to meet to crown the first champions! And I’d say the odds on favorite could well be Spectra Fantasia.

Sophie: And I couldn’t disagree more!

CCM: Color me shocked...

Sophie: With Spectra meeting Angelic S&D and Flawless Beauty and the Danger Queens, I think the odds couldn’t be less in their favor! Angelic S&D came this close to beating them in the tag match, but I think the dark horse team to watch here are the Danger Queens!

CCM: I’m not downplaying any of the teams, I’m just saying Spectra has had more time to prepare because most of the teams weren’t named till recently.

Sophie: Well being prepared for anything is what makes them professionals and not rookies!

CCM: It’s going to be a long night! But I’ll suffer through it! We’ll also crown the first FFW Television Champion! but first, let’s find out who the number one contender will be! The battle royal is going to kick things off tonight! But before that, seems we are about to have company in the ring!!


Lines In The Sand

Before anyone else can get their two cents in everyone is shut up by You Just Don’t Know Me At All playing over the speakers as we see footage of the Power Trip’s various attacks and Jennete McGraw’s tainted win of the Evolution Championship followed by Cody Kincaid and his indiscretions with his personal assistant Lyndsey and Chloe Suzuki. As the song dies down we see Amy hanging off Samantha and Samantha brawling with Alexander Stryfe. The video ends as we see a fan stand up in the cheap seats with a microphone.

Guy: I mean really. A heel stable beating people up randomly just to be assholes? I didn’t know it was 1998.

Before the commentators can ask what is going on another fan stands up from a different part of the arena and speaks her mind.

Woman: Oh please. Look I know some folks dig the whole “flawed boss” but get with the times. No one wants to watch people argue about who is in charge. Or seeing someone screwing management also wrestling. That’s so Sports Entertainment.

Mark: I’ve had enough. Who hijacked our broadcast?

Before Mark’s request can be fulfilled a woman bursts out from the crowd. Security goes to grab her but then lets go and the woman enters the ring. Standing up we all see it’s Tanya Black who simply holds up her microphone as the fans cheer for her little mind game.

Tanya: The People have spoken. I told the world that we didn’t need EWC version 2.0 or even worse. I mean really don’t make me say it. We don’t need….. an NLCW.

The fans boo at this as a chant of MAKE FFW DIFFERENT begins to emerge and slowly fill the arena.

Sophie: Seriously. She has no contract. She barely has a manager’s license. How does she pull this kind of nonsense off?

Tanya: I failed in those other places because there are millions of fans with expectations of wrestlers winning matches by wrestling. That is a huge burden for one woman to carry on her shoulders. There are too many selfish, greedy people who have infested our wrestling community to punish without feeling overwhelmed. Well since I refuse to fail the fans again and since my body can’t take it right now anyway. I decided to change the deal. I don’t have a protégé. WE, The People, Have An Army. Meet The Generals.

The fans start buzzing so loud you can hear it at home as three more women emerge from random places in the crowd. Hitting the ring the fans all begin to cheer louder as Tanya greets each one with a hug.

Tanya: The Cruel Goddess In Leather. The only woman with a more sadistic sense of humor than me. SINNOCENCE!

The Siren Sex Kitten. The Definition of Dominance. The Main Event Mistress. KAITLYNN STRYFE!

The Wisdom Worshipper. The Future of FFW. The Nicest Wrestler to beat your ass. ANITA SIMMS!

These women are my core. More will join in time. But rest assured. We aren’t here to take over FFW. We are here to defend FFW. From The Power Trip, from Samantha and Amy. From those who only think about their money and magazine covers. We are YOUR representatives and we will always please you with real in-ring prowess. We Are Violent Delight. And we are sick of the Bullshit.

With that Tanya tosses the microphone away and all four women leave the ring, walking up the ramp as It’s My Life By Bon Jovi begins playing.

Erica: Well that was insane. How do you defend FFW from the owners?

CCM: Tanya Black just got three winners there. All three women are in huge matches later tonight and have been making waves so far in FFW.

Sophie: They all dress tacky. But if they are united as they seem, that is a force.

Mark: Well if Tanya can guide all three to victory her new group will send a hell of a message to their enemies. Now can we please start the matches?




Ben: This first match of the evening, this upcoming bout on the first ever FFW pay-per-view, Unstoppable, is a Battle Royale for a shot at the FFW Television Championship! First out, hailing from Clarksville, Tennessee, weighing in at 135 pounds… DANIELLE DEATHSTRIKE!

"Remission" by Straight Line Stitch begins to play and from behind the curtains comes Jackie Williams in a business suit and a walking cane. He stands to the side as his client, Danielle Deathstrike, comes from behind the curtains. She walks down the aisle, with Williams following behind her. She stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around the arena and slowly hops onto the apron. She enters the ring as Jackie goes to her corner.

CCM: It’s only fitting that a life-long fan of pro wrestling, Danielle Deathstrike, is first out in this bout, featuring eight strong-willed sirens vying for an opportunity at the newly minted TV Championship, a title announced by Cody Kincaid not very long ago.

EH: Like a lot of the women here tonight, Danielle will reach till no end to lay hands on her goals and dreams once and for all. FFW is the place where that could happen.

Ben: Next out, hailing from Boise, Idaho, weighing in at 130 pounds… “YOUR BIGGEST FAN” HOLLY STAR!!!

“Psycho” plays as pictures of Holly flash on the screen as Holly makes her way excitedly out onto the stage, skipping and running down the ramp as she plays with her hair and holds a picture frame in her hand. She continually looks down at it and yells and smiles as she gets to the ring and places it in her corner carefully before sliding under the middle rope and climbing onto the second rope in the middle of the ring, throwing both arms up in sheer excitement and joy as she blows a seductive kiss into the camera and hops back down.

Holly excitedly gestured to her custom made t-shirt.

CCM: Speaking of fans, this one claims to be Samantha Star’s biggest fan. I think there’s no doubt about it. She’s wearing a freaking “I Heart Samantha” shirt!

EH: Stalker.

Ben: Hailing from Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at 118 pounds, please welcome… TORI BISHOP!!!

As soon as the music starts, she steps out onto the stage, with her boyfriend Carson following close behind. The pair walk to the ring, with Tori mouthing off to the fans and pointing at the X logos on her wrist tape. Once they reach the ring, Carson jumps up onto the apron and holds open the ropes for Tori, who then enters the ring and runs toward one of the corners and hops up on the turnbuckle, pointing at her xXx t-shirt.

EH: Tori Bishop is a “Straight Edge bitch” and, well, frankly, I think a certain aforementioned crazy stalker could use Tori’s excellent discipline and way of life. As deep as Tori’s convictions are to straight edge, our next entrant is just as bound to a mysterious religious group known as The Followers.

Ben: Hailing from The Citadel, weighing in at 111 pounds… ANITA SIMMS!!!

As Requiem for a Dream begins playing Anita walks out on stage bowing her head. As the haunting music plays she slowly walks to the ring, clasping hands with the fans at ringside. Sliding into the ring she arises and looks up to the heavens giving the referee a bow of respect.

Ben: Next, from Hell Michigan, weighing in at 155 pounds… “THE SEDUCTRESS” LILITH!!!

The titantron begins to play, as Lilith comes out real slowly and sexily, wearing either an extremely skimpy bikini, a skimpy 2-piece made from caution tape, or a 2-piece made from leaves Poison Ivy-style. She enters the ring, and does a little hip swivel, followed by a short striptease. She then waits for her opponent.

CCM: Here’s a woman who you can’t help but like or love. She’s so open.

EH: Her legs are so open! Yet, I will acknowledge the fact, Lilith can tangle with the best in the ring… or in bed.

Ben: Hailing from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 124 ponds… DEVIL MATSUMOTO!!!

"I-C-H-I-B-A-N!!!" flashes over the Jumbotron, as "Battle without honor or compassion" hits the speakers. Devil steps onto the stage area, wearing a red leotard and black tanktop with a red Devil face etching on the front. She glares at the audience, smirking as they serenade her with a round of boos.

Matsumoto makes her way down the ring, ignoring the outstretched hands of the audience, then slides under the bottom rope and heads towards her corner. Devil, who wrestles barefoot, has tape around her wrists and ankles. She removes a small pack of Japanese cerimonial salt from her wrist tape and tosses it in the air, then climbs to the top turn buckle to posture for the crowd. She raises her hands in the air, screaming "Ichiban!" at the audience--who generally respond with even more jeers.

EH: There’s a woman who’s evidence that big things come in small packages. She just happens to be one of those “small packages” from Tokyo, Japan.

Ben: Hailing from Dublin, Ireland by way of Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 123 pounds, accompanied by Tabatha Belmont, she is… KASUMI!!!

As the haunting melody of Dead Boy's Poem begins to play, Tabath and Vincent Belmont appear on the ramp, one to the left and the other to the right and in the  middle stands Kasumi... her head bowed in prayer and as the music slowly picks up in beat, her head shoots up and she starts her walk towards the ring, listenting to the advice of her mentors.

CCM: Erica, you and I both are extremely familiar with Tabatha Belmont, the trainer of Kasumi, a fellow world-renowned young siren. A woman with a recent loss to Anita under her belt, Kasumi is out for a win.

Ben: And the last entrant, hailing from Sydney, New South Wales, Australia, weighing in at 128 pounds… SOPHIA BLACK-VASILAKIS!!!

“Maneater” by Nelly Furtado plays as Sophia Black-Vasilakis rushed down the ramp toward her ring full of competition. Sophia walked around the ring and climbed onto the apron carefully, stepping into the ring and joining what was a circle of eight women, all eyeing eachother.

EH: This woman is the ex-wife of a pro wrestling superstar and has proclaimed herself under a new name post-divorce, along with proclaiming herself  a weapon of mass seduction and future legend!

CCM: Honestly, any of these women could take the win! Expect the unexpected in a Battle Royale!!!

The bell rang as Kasumi and Devil Matsumoto, teaming up, attacked Sophia Black-Vasilakis, proverbially firing the first shot with a double snap suplex on Sophia, causing a major impact in the center of the ring. The ring came alive with the sound of footsteps as Tori Bishop and Danielle Deathstrike charged across the ring from themselves to Lilith and Anita Simms respectively. Tori began to brawl with Lilith as Anita knocked Danielle Deathstrike back into the corner with a flurry of fast and furious elbow strikes to the face! Sort of the floater in the equation, Holly Star joined Kasumi and Matsumoto in triple teaming Sophia!

EH: Sophia Black-Vasilikas’s getting the raw end of a bad deal there, with the two international stars hailing from Tokyo and the girl from Boise on top of her.

Holly fervently shoved Matsumoto and Kasumi aside as she mounted Sophia and choked her while also clawing at her face. Holly did so with vigor and focus as she seemed like a maniac, trying to kill Sophia who was swinging back at her. Holly was caught off guard when Kasumi caught her in the face with a sabot kick, knocking her down as Holly began to cry! Devil Matsumoto pulled Sophia up to her feet and wrapped the tape from her wrists around Sophia’s neck, trying to choke her. Sophia flipped Devil to the mat over her shoulder with a handful of hair!

In the corner, Anita Simms had Danielle Deathstrike locked in an anaconda vice, wrapping herself on the top rope in order to execute the maneuver!

CCM: Excellent, but risky, strategy by Anita. She could easily knock Danielle out from that position, but she could just as easily be knocked out.

As Anita had Danielle in an anaconda vice, as Sophia assaulted Devil Matsumoto on the mat, and as Holly Star got nailed with a lung blower by Kasumi, Tori Bishop and Lilith exchanged shots back and forth while on their knees. Lilith clubbed Tori in the chest! Tori shot back with an eye rake and jumped to her feet, bounding off of the ropes at Lilith with a shining wizard! Lilith caught Tori, hitting her with a vicious spinebuster!

EH: Lilith just laid Tori out!

As Sophia and Devil Matsumoto choked eachother, Lilith got up and kicked Tori out of the way, hitting Anita Simms in the corner and breaking Anita’s hold on Danielle Deathstrike. Danielle didn’t thank Lilith for the help, lifting her up and hanging her in the tree of woe position! Lilith couldn’t seem to figure out how to get down!

Sophia Black brawled Devil Matsumoto and threw her back into Holly Star, who caught Matsumoto in front of her. Sophia went for a running big boot on Matsumoto, who ducked, leading to Holly Star being knocked to the mat and onto the apron! Matsumoto stumbled out of the way into Kasumi, who nailed Devil Matsumoto in the mouth with a sabot kick, sending her tumbling over the top rope and into the battle royal abyss!

Ben: DEVIL MATSUMOTO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

CCM: Ouch! She won’t come to for a long time!

EH: Japanese-on-Japanese crime…

Sophia Black-Vasilikas rushed at Kasumi and went for a tilt-a-whirl headscissors! Spinning around, Sophia lost control as Kasumi grabbed her by the hips, lifting Sophia and throwing her over the top rope!

Sophia held onto the top rope, hanging in!

On the other side of the ring, Holly Star charged at Tori Bishop. Tori stopped Holly in her tracks with a cocky slap! With Holly turned around, Tori grabbed Holly from behind and hit a German suplex over the top turnbuckle! Holly flipped over and nearly fell to the floor, but she grabbed onto the steel ring post, catching it for dear life!

Holly: SAMANTHA! I LOVE SAMANTHA!

Tori, unknowingly celebrated, not seeming Anita Simms charging her with a clothesline in the corner! Tori Bishop was knocked with such force by Anita that she toppled over the turnbuckle, passing Holly Star on the way down. Tori grabbed onto Holly, who was hanging for dear life from the steel post. They both hung in the air on the outside of the ring, avoiding elimination.

CCM: Holly Star and Tori Bishop can’t hold on much longer!

Danielle Deathstrike charged Anita, tossing Anita over the rope to the apron. Anita Simms grabbed the steel post which Holly and Tori hung from as Danielle nailed her with a baseball slide to the legs, knocking her legs from under her! Anita fell from the apron, but, with a hold of the steel post, stepped on Tori’s shoulder to catch herself before swinging around to the apron on the other side of the turnbuckle, knocking Tori Bishop down and out, inadvertently but without regrets!

Ben: TORI BISHOP HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Anita sprung over the top rope, taking Danielle to the mat with an elbow to the face! Holly lifted her feet up onto the apron and got a genius idea.

EH: It appears that Holly Star is hiding behind the steel ring post. She’s not technically eliminated.

CCM: Yes. On another turnbuckle, Lilith is still hanging upside down in the tree of woe position. Kasumi’s trying to get Sophia out!

Kasumi laid kicks into Sophia, but Sophia help on tirelessly to the top rope.

Danielle Deathstrike approached Lilith in the tree of woe position, but Lilith was playing possum and sprung her legs out for an unprecedented springboard hurricanrana, knocking Danielle face-first into the turnbuckle! Danielle fell back as Lilith bounded toward the sneaky Holly Star, kicking Holly’s head into the steel post with a corkscrew calfkick! Holly fainted on exit!

Ben: HOLLY STAR HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Lilith took satisfaction in her work, running toward Danielle and jumping on Danielle’s shoulders with a hurricanrana! Lilith grinded on Danielle’s shoulders before hitting the move! Lilith grabbed Danielle and kissed her on the lips! She went for the KISS OF DEATH!!! Lilith, with a fireman’s carry dropped Danielle neck-first over the top rope and went for a back neckbreaker! NO! Danielle countered, turning the neckbreaker around and hitting a northern lights suplex!!!

Lilith flew from the ring to the outside!

Ben: LILITH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

EH: Impressive debut by Danielle, showing her ring acuity, eliminating a pretty big name in this one!

CCM: Only four left!

Kasumi kicked Sophia in the jaw, leaving Sophia reeling on the apron and daringly going for the DRAGON LILY!!!

EH: DRAGON LILY TO THE APRON BY KASUMI!!!

She landed hard on Sophia with the moonsault, landing on her feet on the thin apron as Sophia fell to the floor, taking the crushing blow. Kasumi just held on!

Ben: SOPHIA BLACK-VASILIKAS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

With only three women left, Anita Simms, Kasumi, and Danielle Deathstrike, Danielle went for a clothesline on Kasumi, trying to eliminate her! Kasumi grabbed Danielle’s arm, plunging into the ring from the apron with a jumping armbar, sending Danielle reeling!

Anita Simms picked up Danielle Deathstrike, setting up for an even flow DDT, but Kasumi flipped over Danielle, taking Anita down with a running snapmare!

CCM: Oh! Final three going at it!

Kasumi grabbed Danielle and tried to lift her up as Anita got up and did the same. Danielle kneed both of them and lifted Kasumi and Anita, dropping them with a double snap suplex! Anita and Kasumi stumbled back to the far rope.

EH: Extremely impressive by Danielle, who’s probably the most aggressive threat in this match right now!

Danielle charged at the two, going for a double clothesline, but Anita turned at the last minute, ducking out of the way of the clothesline, causing the force of the clothesline to take Kasumi right out and over!

Ben: KASUMI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

CCM: Final two!

Danielle stumbled back to a super kick by Anita! Danielle countered, hitting a sambo suplex, sending Anita out of the ring! NO! Anita held on and landed on the apron! Danielle grabbed Anita, but Anita hit a vertical suplex, nearly eliminating Danielle, who reversed, landing on the apron!

She kicked Anita’s leg out from under her, causing Anita to again fall.

EH: Both of these women are in a precarious position! Anyone can win!

Danielle saw Anita in a weak spot and went to capitalize. Danielle tried to once and for all take the match, stomping on Anita’s lower extremities as Anita backed up toward the ring post! Anita’s back was figuratively against the wall and literally against the ring post as Danielle unleashed her mean streak on Anita. Danielle leaned forward to lay into Anita with some right hands, but Anita grabbed Danielle by the collar, pulling Danielle down from a vertical base, tumbling into the ring steps and the floor with a crash!

CCM: Crap! Danielle Deathstrike and her manager Jackie didn’t see it coming!

Danielle crashed to the floor as she and her manager looked on in disbelief.

Ben: DANIELLE DEATHSTRIKE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! The winner of this Battle Royale, earning a shot at the FFW TV Championship… ANITA SIMMS!!!

CCM: There you have it. On FFW’s first ever pay-per-view, Unstoppable, in the first ever match, Anita Simms has done it, earning a shot at the one and only FFW TV Championship!


A Pair To Draw To

We just see Michelle Taylor backstage getting ready to speak to the FFW fans.
 
Michelle: I have been planning for weeks for what I want to do to Flawless Beauty, but before I do, I want everyone to know that I, Michelle Taylor, was approached earlier this week, for someone to manage me. Now, as tempting as this is, I have to think really long about it, and sadly to say, I have to say......
 
Then, all of a sudden, she sees someone within the corner of her eye.
 
Michelle: Excuse me? But, what are you doing here? Can't you see that I am talkin to the FFW fans!

Into the picture stepped the one and only Chloe Suzuki, prepped and ready for her handicap match versus the International Wrecking Crew. She sported her ring attire.

Chloe: Shut up, hottie. Take the stick out of your ass, Michelle. No offense or anything. I just don't care who is going to manage you, unless it is someone who will prevent you from getting a butt-kicking week in and week out, Mitch.

Michelle: It's Michelle, you stupid looking girl! But, why are you around here? Shouldn't you be getting ready for your handicap match or lack of it?

Chloe: I'm not funny looking. I'm Asian. Way to be racist. This Asian has a handicap match tonight against six-hundred sixty six pounds of fat, called a tag team. 

Michelle: Anyways, I know you have seen the stuff that has been going on with me and Flawless Beauty, have you not?

Chloe: No. Do you work here? Frankly, I'd like to shove an arm down each of their throats and gag them like their of the sluts have been gagged before! I don't like people like Flawless Beauty.

Michelle: Maybe we have a common interest! Now, I don't know what your plans are for the future, Chloe? But, would you like to take out Flawless Beauty, once and for all?

Chloe: I will help you. As long as I'm not busy with Pyper, of course. It'll be yet another handicap match, the way I see it,

Chloe laughed, walking away.
 
Michelle: Strange woman that Chloe, but anyways, I would like to introduce my brand new manager.....
 
Michelle pauses for a minute before speaking.
 
Michelle: This person......
 
A man wearing a three piece suit with a red and black mask just appears longside Michelle.
 
Man: You are probably wondering who I am, and why I am in FFW? Well, there is no concern to you all! What concerns you all is what I plan to do when I guide Michelle to the top!
 
Michelle: That's right....rest assured, with this man guiding me, I will be making changes to the FFW. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a Evolution Title to win!
 
As Michelle and the masked man leave, we fade back to ringside!


Wet & Ready

With Unstoppable in full swing, FFW cameras head backstage to the private locker room of Sex & Violence. A gentle knock on the door by one Amber Carano is heard when the door ultimately opens and out steps the form of the leader of the group, Christian Kincaid. A smile on his face, he knows who she came to see, leaning his head back in the door out of camera range.

Christian: Come on, Amber’s here to talk to you!

He ducked his head back out as Amber smiled up to him.

Amber: This is Amber Carano backstage here at the Target Center where as you can see, I’m standing outside the locker room of Sex & Violence! Joining me, of course, right now is Christian Kincaid. And I assume we are about to be joined by a woman whom looks to make history tonight, that of course being the Aquablonde herself!

Voice from inside room: Why’s she no assume it’s me’s? Me’s cooler!

Undine walked out, sticking her finger back up into the room, before smiling at Amber.

Undine: May I congratulate you on having great taste!

Amber grinned, shrugging her shoulders a bit.

Amber: Well it goes without saying that tonight is indeed the night! Unstoppable has finally arrived, and tonight Sex & Violence could very well clean sweep every title match they are in! That is half dependent, of course, on you, Undine. Later tonight, you will be facing Michelle Taylor and the FFW Evolution Champion Jenette McGraw of the Power Trip in a triple threat match! You three were the only ones unpinned in the Cibernetico a few weeks ago. I’m curious to know if you are nervous at all, because if you don’t get the job done tonight, we already know it will be one of two other women getting the next opportunity.

Undine: Well of course I’m nervous, you always are in big match situations. Anyone who says otherwise is a liar. But it doesn’t really matter to me who becomes the #1 contender, because I aim to be the best, and to be the best, you have to beat anyone and everyone... and whether I do that tonight or in the future, I still have to do it. But I have my opportunity tonight, and I fully intend to take it.

Amber: Of course! You’ve talked a fair bit in the weeks leading up to this match about the Evolution Champion, Jenette McGraw. But both of you haven’t really seemed to give much thought to the dark horse in the match, that being Michelle Taylor. Are you looking past Michelle because of her lack of success here in FFW? Or perhaps because she seems to be having tremendous problems with Flawless Beauty of late?

Undine: Well as I said last week, I think Michelle can go a long way, but she needs to find a niche... a style that works, and when better to do that than in a championship match? So no, as I’ve already said, I’m not looking past her. I just talked about Jenette more because I’ve known her for years; she started in the business just a month or two before I did, in the same company. Michelle’s kind of an unknown quality to be honest.

Amber gives a nod of understanding.

Amber: I take every chance I can to get thoughts from our fans, be it through our FFW message boards, for example. And yesterday, I read a post that raised an interesting question. No one will deny that Michelle Taylor has been within an eyelash of winning every match she’s been in. What if, and this is a big if, but what if those near finishes were done on purpose to get people to underestimate her until she got an opportunity like this where she would make the biggest name for herself possible in defeating two veterans such as yourself and Jenette?

Undine: Maybe Jenette would be dumb enough and obnoxious enough to fall for that, but I base my research on moves and performances, not just results. That’s why I’ve been so successful. But if Michelle DID do that, she should be fired on the spot, because it’s against everything that makes this industry what it is. I would have no respect for anyone who threw matches.

Undine’s tone was quite serious at this point.

Amber: Well I think that would be a long shot, at best. But the post I read did bring it up. Two more questions, Undine. As someone who knows Jenette better than anyone in this match and possibly as good or better than anyone on the roster, you tell us. What is the key to defeating Jenette McGraw? What do you bring to the match that she can’t overcome?

Undine: As someone who has beaten Jenette in the past, I think the key is to take her out of her comfort zone. She likes a slow, methodical pace at which she can pick opponents apart, and I have the speed, quickness and technical ability to deny her that chance. On top of that, a triple threat doesn’t suit her so much, because she can’t focus her attack. So who knows? This seems as good a time as any for Jenette to lose the championship.

Amber: And last but not least, it would be silly not to bring up the purple elephant in the room when it comes to this match. That is, of course, the Power Trip. We already know they have no problem using any means necessary to win. We saw that in the Cibernetico. And with Angel Kash earlier tonight apparently buying the Television Title, do you have a backup plan in case they do get involved in this upcoming title defense?

Undine: Well... these are triple threat rules of course, which means no disqualifications. But I’m not worried. I have a sizable group of my own, Sex & Violence, behind me, and I’m sure Camilla and friends will be more to happy to intervene, especially after the gang attack on Cammie a couple of weeks ago. So I’m hoping the threat will be nullified, and this match won’t be soiled by their shit. I don’t like dirty underwear, especially pink dirty underwear. It brings back bad memories of a certain... someone.

Amber: That makes sense! Thank you for your time tonight, and good luck later on in your championship match!

Amber waves to both her and Christian as she walks off camera, and we head to a commercial the upcoming edition of Velocity.


Selina Still Wants To Get Hardcore

We cut to the backstage area to find Selina with Alicia Lang.

Alicia: Hey FFW fans, I am stood here with one of the competitors who will be vying to become one half of the first FFW Unity Tagteam Champions, the Archangel, Selina. Now I know that you are getting ready for your match later tonight, but people are wondering just what last week’s defeat in a streetfight means for your intentions in the Ultraviolence division.

Selina: Ok, dude, I’m trying to get into the zone for a tag match here...ok. Last Breaking Point, that loss didn’t mean a thing. It’s worked out as a mixed blessing given that I have just the one match tonight, and contrary to some views, it wasn’t about gloryhogging, more me affirming my right to take a number one contendership as and when I earn it. As for the result, everyone saw it. I walked into Danielle’s world, I did things my way and she was all but unconscious, she was looking up at the lights and her manager pulled her ass out of the fire. In short, Alicia, this was no ‘experiment’ I meant everything that i said in the buildup and if certain people think that I am out of this whole thing, they’ll see how wrong they are.

Selina turns away from the camera towards a locker room.

Selina: Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a match to prepare for...

Selina walks out of shot.

Alicia: Back to you at ringside.

[Adam Grant]

Ben: This match is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit. The winner will be crowned the FFW Television Champion.

Erica: Every single title is up for grabs tonight, with the newly inaugaurated TV Title the first to be decided.

Sophia: I've never seen any roster, anywhere that is as stuffed full to the gills with potential as the FFW and the TV Title could very well be some lucky girl's launch pad into the upper echelons.

Erica: Let's through it back up to Big Ben for the introductions.

Ben: Introducing first, from London, England, weighing in at 135lbs and standing 5'7" tall, accompanied by her manager, Raven Stone...ASHTON STYLES!!

The song Bat Country by Avenged Sevenfold starts to play as Ashton comes on out being accompained by her manager Raven Stone.The fans give her mixed boos and cheers as she walsk on down to the ring.She gets in the ring and does some jumping jacks as she waits on her challenger to come on down.

Ben: And her opponent, at an even 6'0 tall and 200lb, accompanied by her manager Mark Matzko, hailing from Los Angeles, California...BETA!!

Who I Am begins to play, as white pyros explode and Beta comes to the ring with Mark Matzko slowly and confidently. Once in the ring, she does a Maryse-style hair flip.

As the bell rings, the two women advance on each other and Ashton makes an early mistake, attempting to lock up with Beta who lifts her upwards into the Gorilla Press slam, only for Ashton to wiggle her way out of it and lands on her feet behind the larger woman. Not wanting to try and waste her time with a second lock up, the Californian jumps onto Beta's back and locks in a sleeper hold, wrapping her legs round her waist. The stronger woman lines up and runs backward into the corner crushing the Englishwoman against the turnbuckle, but still she doesn't let go and as Beta goes to repeat the move, Ashton is ready for it. Pushing herself up as Beta nears the corner in order to sit on the top turnbuckle and releases the sleeper but only for the length of time it takes for her to re-adjust her grip and leap toward the middle of the ring with a bulldog but Beta goes nowhere, pushing her opponent off and watching as she lands on her ass and bounces.

Erica: Smart move from Ashton, trying to wear Beta down with the sleeper hold, but it looks to have had zero effect on the big girl.

Sophia: Couldn't have put it better myself. Now Beta's stalking Ashton like a lion hunting a baby gazelle.

As Ashton gets back to her feet, Beta pounces and applies a full nelson, shaking the Londoner back and forth and toys with her opponent, walking her towards the ropes - just close enough for Ashton to reach out with her feet and scrape them with the toe-tip of her boot - before pulling her back into the middle. Her refusal to quit annoys the American who releases the hold by throwing her into the corner, her back meeting the turnbuckle and slumps down prompting Beta to handspring into an elbow drop into Ashton's midsection.

Sophia: Beta's in control and things are looking bleak for Ashton.

Erica: On the plus side, if she doesn't do something soon she won't need to worry about paying excess baggage to take the belt home.

Sophia: I like you can find the silver lining to every grey cloud.

Beta continues on the offensive, pushing her boot into the throat of the slumped Ashton who instantly gasps for air and futilely tries to push the boot away. 1...2...3....4 and the referee gets between the two, pushing Beta backward, lecturing and reprimanding her and Ashton pulls herself up by the ropes. As the referee steps out from between the two of them Beta charges looking for a spear that Ashton avoid by dropping to the mat and seeing Beta fly horizontally through the air, her shoulder crashing into the ringpost. Rolling out of the ring, Ashton grabs hold of Beta's wrist, pushing her out of the corner before jumping backward off the apron and crashing her shoulder once more into the ring post. The Londoner rolls back into the ring and pulls the Californian out of the ring ropes into a roll up.

One...

Erica: Look who's coming down to ringside.

Two...

Sophia: That's Angel Kash, she has NO business out here.

Thr-Kickout.

Angel walks around the ring and approaches, timekeeper and starts talking to him. Back in the ring, Ashton comes off the ropes with a knee drop that lands across Beta's head and goes for the pin again.

One...

Two..

Kickout!

Beta kicks out of the pin attempt much to the chagrin of Ashton Styles who pulls Beta up by the hair and gets a low blow the referee doesn't see but causes Ashton Styles to double over. From her knees Beta drills Ashton with a right hand that snaps her head back sending her into the ropes and coming back to Beta who gets to her feet only to drop to her knees executing a jawbreaker that again sends Ashton into the ropes and this time as she bounces off Beta is better prepared, flipping her over and driving her into the mat with a powerslam and hooks the leg for the pin.

One...

Two...

Thre-Kickout!

Erica: Ashton just rolled the shoulder at the last moment. Are you even paying attention?

Over at the timekeepers bench, Angel Kash is still talking to the timekeeper and now has a thick wad of dollar bills in her hand that she gives to Steve as he hands over the title 

Sophia: What? Oh Yeah, good move! ...Is Angel buying the TV Title from our timekeeper???

As Angel heads back round the ring and disappears from the ringside area, Ashton Styles has managed to make the ropes, forcing Beta to break the Boston Crab. Yanking her out of the ropes, Beta pulls the Englishwoman to her feet and whips her into the ropes and tries to clothesline her down, but Ashton ducks underneath. As she comes back Beta is still first to the punch, so to speak, lifting her above her head into Gorilla Press Slam, only for the shoulder she injured in the ring post to falter. Unable to hold her up, Ashton drops down and lands on her feet in front of the bigger woman and wastes no time hitting...

Sophia: ASO!!!

...a modified diamond cutter and into the pin.

One...

Two...

...Three!!

Erica: FFW TV Champion - Ashton Styles!! It's a got nice ring to it don't you think?

Sophia: That was one hell of a match to decide our first champion of the night!

Sliding out of the ring, the referee approaches the timekeeper for the belt, only to find him sat in his chair and halfway through counting a thick wad of bills. It quickly becomes apparent that the referee is getting irate as the timekeeper doesn't seem to care that he has apparently sold the title. Leaving him the referee slides back into the ring to explain the situation to the new champion.

Erica: Neither Ashton, nor the referee look happy about this and I can't say I blame them one iota.

Sophia: It's an understatement to say they look upset. I'm no fortune teller, but I'm fairly confident in predicting that our timekeeper not only has some explaining to do, but will also be drawing unemployment benefit in the very near future.


Asking The Wrong Question

The graphic for the next match flashes across the huge video wall, as we see that Isabella vs. Sinnocence is coming up next. And quickly, the cameras cut backstage as we see Regina Catalano catching up with none other than Isabella Pazzini in her ring gear, heading towards the curtain with Ryan Mackenzie walked alongside her.

Regina: Miss Pazzini!!

Ryan nudged Isabella, whom was obviously focusing on the task at hand, showing her that Regina and a cameraman were in hot pursuit.

Isabella: Mmhmm? And what would you want? I don’t know if you realise, but I have a very drab match to get to. One stuck way too far down the card, and devoid of my excellent no disqualification stipulation. I suggest you go run to a TV, and watch how the master cripples a worthless bitch without the use of weapons. I warn you though, it will NOT be for the faint of heart.

Regina lets out a sigh, shaking her head.

Regina: I realize you are about to compete, Miss Pazzini. And I tried to get an interview earlier today, but for whatever reason, it didn’t get scheduled. So now’s as good a time as any! As we can plainly see, you are about to head to the ring and face Sinnocence for the first time ever, whom is undefeated by the way. And given she has more years in the business than you, how do you quantify calling her beneath you when she is a veteran and is undefeated in FFW?

Regina casts a look to a very quiet Ryan, whom offers little to no emotion to read from his face.

Isabella: Didn’t I go over this earlier in the week? Listen, I don’t care what she’s done in any backwater companies. Everyone knows Sinnocence isn’t up to scratch when she steps into the big time. So she beat some girl with a man’s name who looks like a man, and some woman who hasn’t won a damn match. Do I look like I care? Anyone would be undefeated facing such a crowd of jobbers. Tonight, I take Sinnocence to the big time, and she’ll be like a deer in the headlights... frozen, before becoming a bloody carcass on a cold hard road.

Regina: Time shall tell on that. However, you have also been very vocal about wanting an opportunity at whomever becomes the FFW Champion. And as we know, it’ll be Kaitlynn Stryfe facing a longtime rival of yours in Amy tonight. We also know your stablemate Starla McCloud is competing for a number one contendership to that title against Emma MacNamara as well tonight. Are you trying to leap frog your own associates in a quest to become the FFW Champion? And if so, is that really wise?

Isabella: Let me tell you something. I am the best in this company. I owe it to every one of these fans to become FFW Champion. They need me as champion, because they deserve the best. At least in their own heads.

Loud boos ring out from the arena. Isabella just chuckles.

Isabella: Starla knows that the FFW Championship is fair game. What is important is that we claim it for the Power Trip. Do you really think we’re going to fall out over it? No, we will crush the worthless competition, and then fight it out with honour and respect to see who’s the best. And yes, I can see it in your eyes Regina, you know it’s me. I thank you for your support. I shall tell Cody you officially back my pledge to be FFW Champion.

At this point, Regina casts her attention and gaze to Ryan.

Regina: Ryan, the last time we saw you on FFW television, you were being verbally and physically accosted by Emma MacNamara. I want to get your thoughts on what took place that night. I’m sure you remember what I’m referring to.

Ryan seems to think it over for a moment, opening his mouth to speak before he is cut off.

Regina: You have to remember! She basically said you were pathetic. A pitiful excuse of what you used to be.

The reminder seemed to sting him again as he grew quiet for a moment.

Regina: She told you and the world she was ashamed to have ever been involved with you. To know you. To have been trained by you.

The look on his face showed he did remember it well.

Regina: Well how do you feel about that? She even threatened physical violence against you. She found you beneath contempt, someone she is ashamed to have ever had any association with, romantic or professional.

Ryan’s face seemed to show one of shame now, looking down to the floor as Regina poured it on.

Regina: Ryan, the fans hate you now. Emma made the point how you have tarnished your legacy. That you are a shell of the man you once were. I want to hear your thoughts. I’m sure the world does! How do you feel about her words? Are you going to go out there tonight and do what everyone expects of you, help Isabella cheat and prove Emma right? Are you really the shell of a human being she talked about that night?

Whether Ryan was ready to respond to this or not would never be known, as Isabella quickly interjected.

Isabella: HOW DARE YOU! You... tu donna poco disgustoso! We all KNOW what that vile, horrible woman said, and you have some nerve rubbing her ill-informed, nasty, unpleasant opinions in Ryan’s face like that. Have you forgotten that you are talking to a legend? Emma MacNamara will pay dearly for what she said, because I will not tolerate slurs like that hanging over the man I love. She will be bleeding all the way to teh morgue by the time I’m done. This interview is terminated. Get out of my sight, you horrible woman!

Isabella smacked Regina hard around the face, knocking her backwards, before heading towards the ring. Ryan was about to follow when Regina touched her own face and then grabbed his arm.

Regina: Don’t you have something to say for yourself, Ryan?

She rubbed her cheek, obviously angry as she could be.

Regina: You have nothing left to lose now. Your fans hate you, your friends have nothing left for you. Even your own wife has left you. I don’t understand why you even bother anymore honestly! You have what many feel you deserve now.....nothing!

Regina may have had more twist in the knife, but we would never know as Isabella pounced. She flung Regina into the wall, and just started swinging fists into her head, before smashing her skull into the wall. Security came bombing down, pulling the out of control Isabella off of her. As Regina was slumped on the floor, Isabella glanced down at her handiwork, and a cruel gaze covered her face.

Isabella: Let me go. I’ve got another worthless bitch to send to the hospital tonight.

As security put her down, she linked Ryan’s arm and headed towards the ring. The Velocity announce team can be heard as the cameras watch trainers heading towards Regina.

Sophie: I’d like to know who the hell Regina Catalano thinks she is. That was OVER the line!

CCM: I’m always loathe to agree with you, but I think she definitely took it too far. Having said that, Isabella’s behaviour was disgusting. She’s not a wrestler damnit, she should be put on a fucking assault charge! I don’t care how much Regina shouldn’t have said it... you can’t just kick the crap out of people!

Sophie: Poor Ryan. Regina went overboard. I think she got what she deserved, hazards of the business. Besides that, she wouldn’t even let him answer!

CCM: I’ve never liked Ryan, but damn I feel bad for him right now...




CCM: Well now that Bella’s all warmed up in the back after beating the shit out of Regina Catalano, I’d say we are ready for the match!

Sophie: I said it earlier, Regina got what she deserved. Arrogant cow!

Ben: The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish! And it is a Femme Fatale grudge match!

The heavy guitar riffs and electronic bass of "Living Dead Girl [Subliminal Seduction Mix]" by Rob Zombie begins to play as the tempestuous beauty known as Sinn appears on the top of the ramp.  A deadly look on her face as she makes her way down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope.  She quickly gets to her feet, stretching a bit and awaiting her opponent's arrival.

Ben: Introducing first, she hails from Sin City in Las Vegas, Nevada! She weighs in tonight at 171 lbs! Ladies and gentlemen, this is SINNOCENCE!!

CCM: Jada Kaine damn near got her skull cracked not that long ago on Velocity, and tonight I’d say she’s ready to return the favor.

Sophie: That’s what you get for getting involved in other peoples’ business! It’s not like the Power Trip were looking for her, they wanted Kitty.

"Woman On A Mission" by Gabriella Cilmi hits the PA, and the crowd erupts into vociferous booing. Isabella walks out of the entranceway, smirking at the petty little crowd, before posing with her arms outstretched as Catherine-wheel pyrotechnics whirl and explode behind her. She then turns around, and holds out her hand, as Ryan Mackenzie comes from behind the curtain, joining her. The two make their way slowly down to the ring, before climbing up the steps and over the middle rope. Isabella twirls herself around Ryan, before walking to the far turnbuckle and outstretching her arms once again, as pyros fall like rain all around the ring. Ryan gives her a good luck squeeze before exiting the ring.

Ben: And her opponent, she hails from Palermo, Sicily! She is accompanied by her manager and boyfriend, Ryan Mackenzie! She is a member of the Power Trip, this is...ISABELLA PAZZINI!!

CCM: Bella still looks quite pissed off about what happened.

Sophie: Sinn may live to regret showing up for this!

As the bell rang, Isabella went straight on the attack, clobbering Jada from the blind side before bouncing her head off the turnbuckle once then again. With a snapmare out of the corner, she delivered a dropkick to the back of her head before delivering a stiff kick right to her spine. The Italian beauty was incensed, pacing around in a circle as she dropped to one knee and began raining fists on Sinn’s head one right after another.

Sophie: I’m not a big fan of Isabella, but I do like this vicious side of her.

CCM: I’ve seen it my entire career following this sport, she’s absolutely possessed, I tell you!

Her eyes wide, Bella rose to her feet and leapt into the air, only to drive her knees on the way down into SIin’s chest. She pulled her back up to her feet, firing her into the corner. Jada’s back collided with the turnbuckle as Isabella went to the far turnbuckle. She seemed to be setting her up for something and then took off at top speed. She went for a handspring back elbow, but Sinn managed to dodge it.

CCM: Great ring presence by Sinn, she saw it coming and managed to avoid the contact! She just needs to get herself together, this match has belonged to Bella since the bell rang.

Jada tried to gather her senses about her, grabbing the ropes as Bella hung against the corner and began to deliver stiff kicks right to her rib cage over and over again. Grabbing her hand, she fired her into the far corner and followed her in with a shoulder block right into her sternum. Isabella buckled in the corner as Sinn began to feel the fans getting behind her.

Sophie: She’s putting together some great offense so far, but I hope she doesn’t think Isabella is out yet.

CCM: If she does, she’s an idiot.

Jada took a few steps back, tapping her foot against the mat as she slapped it to let the fans know what was coming. Isabella was on her knees in the corner, her hands began to fumble with something. The referee spotted it immediately, heading for her to find out what it was. But Jada was not going to wait. She headed in towards her too as Isabella bumped heads with the referee for a moment, causing her to stagger backwards. And as Sinn grabbed her shoulder, Isabella turned into her and a fireball erupted in Sinn’s face!

CCM: A FIREBALL?! WHERE THE FUCK DID THAT COME FROM?!

Sinn screamed in pain as the flames singed her face. Covering her face, she staggered backwards as Isabella checked to see the referee was turning back around. Bella smirked as she grabbed the blinded Sinn, landing a moonsault side slam!

CCM: THAT ONE’S FOR THE FOUNDATION!! BELLA’S MOONSAULT SLAM!!

Sophie: Here comes Tanya Black!!

The cameras caught Tanya racing at top speed towards the ring as the referee counted the fall!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!

The referee called for the bell as the fans roared in unison their disapproval.

Sophie: Tanya Black didn’t make it in time!!

Bella got to her feet, daring Tanya to come in as the Bitch Killer didn’t take much time to think about it as she rolled under the bottom rope as Isabella rolled out!

CCM: Tanya said earlier tonight her team’s mission is to stop the Power Trip among other things, but it looks like that will be a battle for another day! Bella’s heading for higher ground!

Ryan offered no emotional response at all, as he headed towards the ramp while Isabella taunted Tanya from the floor whom leaned down to check on Sinn.

CCM: Bella steals another one, and we’ll be right back!


Angel Did What?!

The cameras return backstage as we see Michael Meadows outside the locker room of the Power Trip. The look on his face indicates he is not very happy as he pounds on the door again and again.

Michael: ANGEL KASH! ANGEL KASH!! I’D LIKE A WORD WITH YOU!!

Not getting an immediate answer, he continues to pound on the door.

Angel smirked at herself as she was sitting in the locker room relaxing holding the FFW TV Title on her shoulder happy with how she bought it, regardless of what anyone said it was hers. She soon heard a loud knock she thought to herself another bug ew why do they keep coming to this locker room, as she got up she soon heard the voice of some one it was male in nature yelling her name god she did not sound happy but like Angel cared about commoners she walked and opened the door and looked at Michael and said in a arrogant tone.

Angel Kash: Um I am busy I mean I have a party to organized I mean I am the new TV Champion after all and time is money especially when its mine.

Michael: I’d like to know...the world would like to know...what the devil do you think you are doing? Ashton Styles and Beta were competing for that title tonight, not you! You had no right to go take it as you did. Why? Just tell me why!

Angel smirked arrogantly at the man and began to speak in her normal arrogant tone but with a mocking edge.

Angel Kash: Oh boo who aw they were fighting for it? What a crap match I mean come on like there worth any sort of money I mean come on. The only reason why there in the company is cause Samantha felt sorry for them. I had no right its called I paid for it duh? I offered a deal and the man took it not my fault so I am still the new champion I mean who possess the title? Why moi Angel Kash the Natural Born Goddess and you better get used to it because it is what you and those peasants in the arena will be seeing, that along with the Power Trip running this show.

Michael: Why, that’s the biggest crock...

He cuts himself off, storming away from the door as we see a smiling Angel, admiring her new trophy as we cut away.


Camilla Is Not Amused

We head backstage where we see Camilla Pazzini-Mackenzie walking around, an almost thunderous look on her face, seemingly looking for somebody or something. She got to the medical room and opened the door, where we see Regina getting bandaged up by the medical team. One of the trainers is touching a gauze to Regina’s head, dabbing at the blood and the bruises there which was inflicted by Isabella earlier in the night.

Trainer: It’ll be alright, Regina. There’s nothing serious here, it’ll heal up. We’ll get you bandaged up and on your way, just sit tight.

Camilla: Maybe that will teach you to think before you say something stupid. In fact, scratch stupid. Try moronic.

Camilla’s gaze shows that she is less than happy with Regina. In fact her expression and tone are both very angry. Regina looked up with a confused look on her face.

Regina: What are you talking about? I did my job! I was told to get the facts from Isabella and Ryan about what’s been going on and that is exactly what I did.

Camilla peered closely at her.

Camilla: Oh really? So pray tell me Regina... what facts did you discover?

Regina: That your sister should be fined, suspended and possibly released for attacking me. I’m not a wrestler. And I learned that Emma was right. Ryan Mackenzie is a shell, a pathetic excuse for a human being, much less a man. He has no spine, he didn’t even stand up for himself. And if I struck a nerve inside him that stung a little, he got what he deserved.

Audible boos can be heard from the arena at this point. Regina seemed to have struck a nerve with more than just Ryan. Camilla’s expression grew even more stormy.

Camilla: Ryan is my son in law. He’s my family. He has been one of my best friends for years. YEARS! What gives you... YOU... the right, to go twisting what people say, berating, insulting, and sticking knives into people?

Regina went to answer, but now it was her turn to be cut off.

Camilla: I LOVE RYAN. Emma does too, I’m sure! We’re actually WORRIED about him! Yes, we get angry, and yes we want him to think about things, but we would NEVER verbally assault and barrage him like you did! Do you have ANY idea how you must have made him feel? I don’t give a DAMN about your little assignments or any of that CRAP. You’re messing with people’s lives! People’s feelings! This isn’t some big game Regina, Ryan isn’t some punching bag that you can lay into! He’s a human being, going through a difficult enough time as it is! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?! Speak woman, DAMNIT!

Regina: You gonna take a shot at me too? Look, I got the story, that’s what they pay me to do! I’ve sat by and watched while people like Amber Carano and Michael Meadows throw softballs at you all when they interview you. And tonight, we got some truth in journalism. The world knows the truth. Your sister really is demented and belongs in a prison or an institution. And your son-in-law isn’t a man. He has no spine, and Emma was right. He is a sad excuse for a human being. If he got offended....well you reap what you sow.

Camilla: You stop talking like that about MY family. I don’t care about journalism Regina, I care about PEOPLE. I care about people’s FEELINGS. Do you think what you did is going to help Ryan change things around? No. Do you care? Of course not, as long as you get your story. You’re a disgrace.

Regina: If you put a hand on me, I’ll make sure you get fined twice as much as your sister! I’m not going to get assaulted by a member of this roster, I don’t care what their name is!

The sound of footsteps was heard as a very familiar figure walked into the scene, as the fans erupted as they saw her. There was no mistaking who it was, that being “The Dream Killer” Stacey Mackenzie.

Stacey: How do you feel about being assaulted by someone who isn’t on the roster?

And it was obvious by her facial expression Stacey was ready to attack.

Camilla: Hello Stacey. I take it you caught shenanigans earlier?

Stacey’s eyes never left Regina, whom stared back at her, trying to slide back but the wall was in the way.

Stacey: Oh, I saw it alright! You want facts, Regina? Let me give you some! I haven’t left my husband. See this?

She pointed to her wedding band.

Stacey: That means we’re still married. Do I agree with everything he’s done lately? Not even a little! But I’m married to him...and even I don’t talk to him the way you did! So long story short, if I don’t disrespect him the way you did, then....you...don’t either! You want to throw Isabella under the bus? You want to rip the Power Trip a new one? Be my guest. But if you talk to my husband that way again....well it won’t happen again so I don’t need to finish that.

Camilla: Not if she’s got any sense anyway... stupid little woman...

Stacey shook her head in disgust, looking over to Camilla and walking away with her, leaving Regina looking disgruntled and perhaps more determined than ever.




Ben: This next bout is set for one fall and it is a handicap match with the stipulation that if the challenger Chloe Suzuki is to win, she will receive a match with Pyper Suzuki at FFW’s next pay-per-view! Now, first out, hailing from Zagreb, Croatia and Venice, Italy, at a combined weight of 666 pounds, please welcome the team of Lillix and Xochitl... THE INTERNATIONAL WRECKING CREW!!!

“Invasion” strikes the speakers. The venue goes dark and smoke billows down the entry way as International Wrecking Crew marches down the ramp with soldier-like discipline. Sparks shoot out of the ramp lining downward as Lillix and Xochitl pass by them, heading down the ramp with looks of anger on their faces. At the bottom of the ramp, they separate and head to different sides of the ring as they proceed to each climb up onto the canvas and climb over the top rope into the ring as they cross eachother and stand on the center of opposite middle ropes as they look over the crowd, intimidating each and every paying fan and even, just maybe, their opponents.

CCM: Formerly known as Koviljka Kovocevic from Croatia, one of these women has taken up the name Lillix after being recruited by Jonathan Locke to work for him just months after he ended her career, even prior to her debut match.

Sophie: Right. Beside Lillix is Xochitl, real name Krystl Killings, apparently of African-Italian descent, out of Italy and, well, she’s close to 350 pounds of pain at 6 foot 6 inches tall!

Ben: And their opponent, hailing from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 119 pounds, making her FFW in-ring debut, please welcome, “The Chrono Crippler”... CHLOE SUZUKI!!!

"Take it Off" by the Donnas sounds through the arena as Chloe Suzuki. Chloe walks out on stage as the song opens and begins "rocking out", tossing her hair back and forth as she runs to each side of the stage and taunts the fans, much to their approval, before blowing a quick kiss. In her tomboy fashion, as the chorus kicked in, she began down the ramp, running right to the ring (slapping hands of fans on the way) and sliding in under the bottom rope before getting to her knees and smiling as she nods her head. She hops up to her feet and as the chorus kicks in yet again, she rushes over to a turnbuckle, standing on the second rope with one foot on the top rope as looks over her shoulder flirtaciously at the referee before waving to the crowd and hopping down.

CCM: Now, as far as I understand, in this match, tagging in and out is not necessary and, thus, Chloe Suzuki must take on both members of the International Wrecking Crew at the same time. She requested this match!

The bell rang as Chloe Suzuki stood on one side of the ring, directly across from the team of Lillix and Xochitl, the International Wrecking Crew, who stood directly across the ring, stalking about.

Sophie: Yeah, she did, and for what? If she wins this match, she gets a shot at her sister, Pyper, at the next pay-per-view!

Both members of the International Wrecking Crew charged Chloe, who stood back in the corner. It looked like they were going for a double body splash or something of the sort. Chloe sprung up in the corner, double kneeing the two big women in their stomachs as they stumbled back. Chloe kicked Lillix in the knee and, with her momentum, shoved Lillix out of the ring, causing her to tumble out to the mat.

Chloe turned her attention to Xochitl, who stood there, naturally enraged.

CCM: Xochitl is clearly the bigger of the team and the angrier. Needless to say, neither member of the IWC is a slouch, so-to-speak... I’m sure that’s why Dr. Locke chose them.

Chloe charged at Xochitl, hitting a running dropkick! Xochitl only managed to stumble back on her feet. Chloe saw this and ran at her with a running lariat, which had little affect.

Sophie: This one’s going to be harder than Chloe fought if she wants a shot at Pyper who, at Breaking Point, was apart of an assault on her and, several months ago, nearly ended her career on the tail end of a team we saw called The Suzuki Sisters.

Chloe bounced off of the ropes and ran at Xochitl, but was nailed with a spinning backfist, knocking her down to one knee. Xochitl tore Chloe up from the mat and hit a headbutt followed by a powerful hair whip, tossing Chloe across the ring like a ragdoll. Meanwhile, Xochitl’s partner Lillix got to her feet on the outside. Chloe knelt against the middle rope as Lillix grabbed her from the outside. Delivering a harsh slap to Lillix’s face, Chloe was nearly caught off guard as Xochitl charged her. Dutifully, Chloe pulled down the middle rope, causing Xochitl to tumble out of the ring onto Lillix!

CCM: It looks like Chloe’s not going down as easily as I originally thought. She was being tossed around like a ragdoll just a second ago.

Chloe smirked as she saw an opportunity and headed toward the turnbuckle, climbing it swiftly.

Sophie: It’s a game of cat and mouse and Chloe looks like she’s winning!

Chloe sprung off of the top rope with a flying crossbody onto both members of the IWC!

CCM: The height on that move!

Lillix and Xochitl caught Chloe sideways and threw her into the ring. Chloe rolled over, trying to get to her feet as she was kind of shocked by IWC’s power. Lillix and Xochitl slid into the ring, cornering Chloe, who stumbled as she tried to get to her feet. They grabbed Chloe by the hair and hit a double hair biel, causing Chloe to snap back, clutching her neck on the mat. Lillix and Xochitl, like a pack of dogs, got to their knees and began feasting on Chloe with fists to her body and head as she tried to cover up. Leaning forward, in defense, she grabbed the faces of both women, delivering a double eye rake as the referee warned her not to do it again. Feeling fiesty, Chloe got to her knees and ran off of the ropes, hitting Lillix with the GORE! She immediately crawled over Lillix for the cover.

ONE!!!

TW-- NO! Xochitl grabbed Chloe from the mat and dragged her around like a ragdoll, kicking her and slapping her about, before jerking Chloe to her feet. Chloe nailed Xochitl in the face with a slap!

Sophie: Could feel that one from here!

Chloe saw Xochitl stumbling on her feet and crouched down, trying to lift Xochitl up onto her shoulders for the Chloe’s Way, her version of the cradle shock! She tried to lift Xochitl on her back, but couldn’t. Her face contorted in agony as she tried to lift Xochitl, who grabbed her by the hip bone and dropped Chloe on her head with what some would call a piledriver and others would call bloody murder. Chloe seemed to be knocked out, her limbs spread out on the mat and her body motionless.

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

T-NO! Chloe had the strength to lift her shoulder from the mat. Xochitl wrapped her hands around Chloe’s neck and pulled Chloe from the mat, hitting a vicious chokebomb, shaking the ring!

Sophie: What, is she okay? Chloe just landed on the back of her head with a thud!

Chloe held her head as Xochitl beckoned Lillix! They looked out to the booing crowd sadistically and Xochitl grabbed Chloe, setting her up for a powerbomb.

CCM: Uh oh.

Xochitl lifted Chloe off of the ground and onto her shoulders. Meanwhile, Lyndsey, Cody Kincaid’s personal assistant, appeared at the top of the ramp wearing only a white towel. Just as this happened, Lillix mounted the top rope.

Sophie: What’s Lyndsey doing here!?! We all know she has problems with Chloe, who has done nothing to her.

Chloe didn’t seem to notice Lyndsey or care as she hammered at Xochitl’s skull.

CCM: The team is looking to finish of Chloe. I recently saw video of them and I think they’re going for a move called the European Exile, a combined powerbomb and missile dropkick all in one!

Lyndsey walked down to ringside as Chloe knocked Xochitl back into the turnbuckle which Lillix stood in, hopping off of Xochitl’s shoulder to the safety of the middle turnbuckle as she threw Lillix to the mat with a wicked back body drop!

CCM: Cat’s have nine lives and I know that Chloe has at least two!

Chloe wiped the hair from her eyes as she noticed Lyndsey. Hesitating, Chloe jumped from the middle rope with a front missile dropkick toward Xochitl! Unfortunately for her, Xochitl caught her by the legs and backed up quickly, swinging Chloe head-first into the steel ringpost! Chloe fell onto the apron, again holding her head. Lyndsey cackled from the outside.

Sophie: According to the stipulations of this match set down by Cody Kincaid at the last Breaking Point, Pyper Suzuki and Jonathan Locke, if caught making their presences known in this match, will automatically cause this match to result in a win for Chloe Suzuki. IF Chloe wins, she’ll receive a contract for a match with Pyper, her recently psychotic sister.

Chloe got to her knees on the apron, her eyes rolling back in her head, as she executed a double choke on both members of Dr. Jonathan Locke’s International Wrecking Crew against the top rope. Xochitl and Lillix pounded Chloe with clubbing fists  as Chloe had no choice but to fight back, kicking, punching, and kneeing out of self-preservation. Xochitl grabbed Chloe’s face, but Chloe bit the large woman’s hand. Chloe then pulled down the top rope, causing Lillix to fall again to the outside.

Lyndsey jumped onto the apron.

CCM: WH- WHAT’S THIS!?! THE CAMERA MAN!?!

As the referee was distracted, what was clearly a woman in a black hoodie and FFW crew t-shirt took the camera from her shoulder into a more offensive position. Chloe tried to climb into the ring, but a hand from beneath the ring gripped her ankle. Chloe tried to kick herself free as she spotted the hooded woman coming toward her with the camera, smacking Chloe in the side of the head! Chloe tried to block it, but the impact was just as bad, knocking her all the way into the ring as the hand from under the ring let go!

CCM: HOLY FUCKING SHIT! THE IMPACT!

Chloe, bleeding profusely, held her head, rolling over blindly to the ring where, as Chloe tried to get to a vertical base, Lillix and Xochitl nailed her in the face with a running double big boot!

Sophie: THE SICILIAN BOOT!

Lyndsey hopped down from distraction the referee. The hooded female “camera woman” exited through the crowd and the hand that held Chloe back disappeared under the ring. The referee turned around to find Chloe a bloody mess. Lillix and Xochitl each laid boots onto Chloe’s chest as Lyndsey smirked.

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!

Sophie: Damn, Chloe Suzuki was just torn to shreds! She’s not getting a contract for a fair one on one match with Pyper.

CCM: Obviously, it’s because Pyper Suzuki, Jonathan Locke, Lyndsey, Lillix, and Xochitl had some say in it. We didn’t see them, but who else would do that to Chloe?

Ben: Here are your winners via pinfall... THE INTERNATIONAL WRECKING CREW!!!

CCM: By the stipulation of this match, Chloe Suzuki did not earn a contract for a match with Pyper Suzuki!

Out of nowhere it seemed, Jonathan Locke appeared beside the ring and walked up the steps to greet Lillix and Xochitl as they exited the ring. At the ramp, Lyndsey met Jonathan, Lillix, and Xochitl. From beside the ramp, breathing heavily, came Pyper Suzuki, joining the perfect picture and standing beside Jonathan as they backed up the ramp, smirking devilishly. Their work complete, Lillix and Xochitl turned their back and began walking backstage. Pyper had one hand over Jonathan’s shoulder and Lyndsey took Jonathan’s arm as they deviously eyed Chloe’s blood-soaked predicament. Chloe rolled over on the mat, sitting up on her elbow, looking at the three of them and pointing as the referee’s checked on her.

Sophie: This is definitely not over with.

[Adam Grant]

The Birthday Boy

As the cameras head backstage, we see the form of both Amber Carano and Scarlett Dareau looking as if they are heading somewhere together. Amber is being tugged by Scarlett by the arm as the cameraman follows them up the hallway. And to say Amber is confused is an understatement.
Amber: Scarlett, you can stop pulling my arm! Just tell me where we are going! Shouldn't you be getting ready for your match?

Scarlett stops tugging on her arm.

Scarlett: Well hurry up then. I've seen snails move quicker! Cody's not going to be in his office all night you know and I can't wait any longer to give him this.

Brandishing a small package, wrapped in shiny paper, a big bow occupying most of the bigger surface. Moving with haste, Amber struggles to keep up and it's not long before Scarlett has opened up a sizeable gap between the two women, she turns to look round at the reporter.

Scarlett: Let's see some hustle woman! You wouldn't be this slow if it was a breaking exclusive would you?
Amber: Scarlett, I think you are forgetting something! 

She finally catches up with her, shaking her head as they approach his office down the corridor.

Amber: I know tonight is his birthday and all, and that's great! He's old enough to vote now, 18! But I think you are forgetting he's probably not alone. You know wherever he goes, Lyndsey is right there with him! 

Scarlett: Oh please, like I'm bothered by Lyndsey. She only knows her ass from her elbow because strangers put ones in her underwear when she shakes it.

The young girl stops as she approaches the door and turns toward Amber.

Scarlett: Anyway Lyndsey can't really complain about a friend turning up to give Cody a little Birthday gift, thats what friends do right? Do I look all right? Is my hair straight?

Amber: For someone who is using the word "Friend" an awful lot, I think you are looking to add something to that title, Scarlett. 

Amber gives her an amused look, shaking her head as they stop outside his office.

Amber: Your hair is fine, your makeup's great. You want to go grab a manicure or get Botox?

She was obviously kidding, taking the present from her to hold it for her. She puts her hands to her head, just to triple check her hair, cupping one hand over her nose and mouth as she breathes out as her other hand makes the most minor of adjustments to her normal t-shirt and jean ensemble.
Scarlett: I don't have a clue what you're talking about. Cody and I are just buddies who hang out together, maybe catch a movie or two together...nothing more.

Even as she says it, she doesn't sound too confident of it. Taking the gift back from Amber she breathes deeply twice, settling her nerves as she places a fist against the wood of the door, but doesn't knock just yet.

Scarlett: Anyway Cody has his pick of women, so he and I couldn't be anything other than friends... could we?

As the word is leaving her lips she knocks on the door. Amber awaits the answer, which isn't coming so quickly. Another knock and still nothing. Her reporter's instincts kicking in, she shrugs her shoulders and opens the door anyway, sticking her head in and closing it right back with a wide eyed look on her face.
Amber: Um...Scarlett, he's not in there. Lyndsey is...but he's not. And....she's naked. 

Scarlett: What?! No, surely not even Lyndsey is that slut-

She trails off.

Scarlett: You're right she would.

Pushing the door open to check for herself she recoils at the sight.

Scarlett: EEEEEUUUWWW!!! For God's sake, it's his birthday, he doesn't deserve to walk into his office and see an extra from Night of the Living Dead in here. Have some respect and at least put something on. A Burkha perhaps?

Both girls peek in, and all the camera sees is Lyndsey. Of course, it's Lyndsey with her back mostly to the door. In her ears, she has earphones in her ears and an iPod in her hand as she fixes her makeup in the mirror. Lyndsey seems to be focusing on her "nippleage" as she brushes over her breasts in the mirror and purposefully pushes them together and crooks her head to the side with a puzzled look on her face as she sees whether her breasts are crooked or mishapen. She puckers her lips in a dumb-founded stare. Lyndsey turns her rear end toward the mirror and looks at it, putting blush on it as Amber pushes the door shut.

Amber: Quiet! We don't want her to hear you! Look, it's obvious to me what she's giving him for his birthday! If you see him, you better catch him before she does! Because that....well that's a uh...interesting gift. And I hope you have something great in this box, before she gives him hers.

Scarlett: Yeah, it's a great gift if you're a big fan of Thriller.

Looking at the box in her hands wth more than a hint of disappointment.

Scarlett: Maybe this was a bad idea, we should just forget the whole thing. I better go get ready for my match.

Stopping only to sigh she carries on.

Scarlett: I guess I can always give him this later.

Amber's eyes widen as she sees someone coming up from behind, pointing in that direction and trying to be sly about it.

Voice: Give who what later?

The voice belonged to the man they came to see, that of course being Cody Kincaid. A curious smile on his face, he had on a white tee shirt and a pair of jeans. 

Scarlett: CODY!!

Playfully she slaps him on the arm.

Scarlett: You startled me, I swear you creep up on me again and I'll put a bell round your neck.

She smiles at him.

Amber: Happy Birthday Mr. Kincaid and may there be many many more. Have you received any 'interesting' presents for the big occasion?

Cody: Thanks, Amber! Sorry if I scared you, Scarlett. Interesting presents? Well my brother got me a car. And Chloe got me a PlayStation 3. Lyndsey said she had something for me, but I haven't found her all night. I figured she's in the office waiting for me.

He went to grab the door when Amber smacked his hand. Cody jerked his hand back in confusion.

Amber: She's not in there, Cody. I just checked. 

Scarlett: Yeah, we just checked, there's no sign of her in there. Although I think I might have seen her heading over to catering, you could try there, we'll walk with you, if you want.

Amber *cough* present *cough*

Scarlett: Oh yeah, I got you this little something, I hope you like it. Happy Birthday, Cody.

She hands him the neatly wrapped box. He takes the present from her, tearing through the wrapping paper and tossing it behind him before finding the Thriller boxed set. A smile breaks out over his face as he slides it under his arm, and then gives Scarlett a hug before lifting her off the ground.

Cody: Wow, Michael Jackson! I'm glad I didn't know him when I was a little boy, but I love his music! Thank you, Scarlett!

Scarlett returns the hug with even more enthusiasm.

Scarlett: I'm glad you like it. 

She gives a kiss on the cheek before releasing him from the hug.

Scarlett: And thanks for last night. I had a wonderful time at the movies.
Cody: You're welcome! 

Amber: So you two had a good time? Well that's great! What are you doing after the Pay Per View, Cody?

Cody: Um....going to the hotel?

Amber: Oh! Well that sounds good! You got a DVD player in your room?

Cody: Yeah....why?

Amber: Then I think a little late din-din and a couple movie rentals is a good way to cap off the night here! I know Scarlett said she wanted to see Shutter Island.

Cody: Well Amber, I have no problem with that!

Amber: Great! It's a date! Scarlett, you down for that?

Scarlett looks a little tongue-tied at the thought of going to Cody's hotel room late at night. Amber gives her a gentle prod and she nods her head in agreement aggressively.

Amber: Scarlett?

Scarlett: YE...yeah that sounds cool, I'd love to spend the night in your hotel room with you. I mean, I'd love to watch some DVD's with you. Plus I really need to see Shutter Island with someone...otherwise who'd protect me during the scary bits?
Amber: Well that's good. Cody, you should be a gentleman and put her up for the night. She lost the booking on her hotel room, and has been bunking with me. And watching her clip her toenails for fun has finally done me in. You got a spot for her at your place tonight?

Cody: Sure! 

Amber: Great! Scarlett, you can hang out with Cody tonight....for his birthday!

Scarlett: Hhgmnmhhnlk..uh

Amber swallows the laugh at Scarlett's non-word.

Amber: I think she likes the sound of that, don't you Mr. Kincaid?

Cody: I couldn't tell, sounded like a gurgle to me. I mean if you don't want to, it's all good. I'll even let you have the bed, I fall asleep on the couch alot anyway.

Amber shot Scarlett a look, almost daring her to turn him down and then giving Cody a little smile when he looked at her. 

Amber: Scarlett, please just answer the man.

Scarlett: There's no other way I'd rather spend the night then in your bed.

Amber wears a please smile.

Scarlett: But I can't kick you out of you're own bed, I'll take the

She doesn't get a chance to finish as Amber kicks in.

Amber: so she'll take the left side and you can have the right. You can share it, seeing as how you're a Kincaid I'm sure there's more than enough room for two.

Scarlett: I was going to say I'd sleep - OWW!

Amber kicks the back of her leg.

Amber: I'm sure she'll sleep after all the energy she'll exert against Luci in the ring. Speaking of which, you need to go get into your ring gear! Your match is coming up shortly! Scoot!
She shoves Scarlett off camera before returning her attention to it.

Amber: Stay tuned, fans! I think things are about to heat up!

Cody: You mean the match?

Amber just grinned as the cameras headed elsewhere in the Target Center.


You May Not See The Lightning, But Here's The Thunder!

FFW Unstoppable is shaping up to be one hell of a show and with no shortage of surprises and appearances, we are cut to a view inside a Skybox located the in the upper deck and opening a great view of the action which takes place at Minneapolis’s own Target Center. Inside the Skybox there seems to be one hell of a buzz when some familiar faces of past and present are seen, Nathan, Luther and Damien Dallas Thunder, the two sons and a father of the clan have come to show their support for their newest protege, being Tara Thunder, a one off FFW competitor.

Their enjoyment of the show thus far is interrupted when a knock is heard from the door leading into the skybox, where Michael Meadows lets himself in with a cameraman in tow. A bit of a surprised look on his face, he recognizes the family instantly.

Michael: Ladies and gentlemen, Michael Meadows here in one of the luxury skyboxes at Target Center where apparently Unstoppable has even more surprise guests, that being the entire Thunder family!

He gestures with his hand for the cameraman, introducing them.

Michael: There is the father, Damien Dallas Thunder better known as DDT. EWC fans will always recognize Nathan and his brother Luther. And of course, the lovely blond is FFW superstar, Tara Thunder! Welcome to the show, folks!

All of them flash smirks, Nathan playfully grabs his father in a headlock, the wild hairdo of the most off the wall member of the family does not pale in comparison to his choice of formal wear, a ripped up Tuxedo jacket along with a white shirt that has a target painted right across his chest, besides that he choice to stick with something less formal, worn out and ripped up denim trousers and a pair of military boots.

Nathan:”See old man, I told you no one would forget us! You owe me a goddamn snapple!”

DDT wearing a very glittery vest with the letters DDT engraved on it with rimestones and a pair of less than comfortable looking pants and wrestling boots tries to stand there looking like someone worthy of respect and  who by no means wants to be outdone by his son kicks him in the shin and smirks. DDT:”That shit rots your brain son, you shouldn’t even drink such garbage.”

Tara’s eyes fly wide open.

Tara:”DAD!”

DDT:”Yes sweetheart?”

Tara:”Mind your language, I took you with me to make sure things don’t get out of control. Please try to behave around these people. I am new here and last thing I need is the stigmata of a Thunder Headcase.”

Nathan who manages to gather himself rather quickly responds to his father’s aid.

Nathan:”Just what the fuck is wrong with his fucking language then lil’ Sis?”

Tara glares at her brother.

Tara:”Nathan!”

Nathan flashes a wide smirk.

Nathan:”What?”

Luther who has actually dressed to impress for the occasion, wearing a red suit jacket and slacks along with black shirt and shoes. lays his palm on Nathan’s shoulder.

Luther:”Relax Nathan, Tara is just worried about being labeled alike the rest of us in this industry, the least you could do is show her some respect..”

Tara nods approvingly and flashes a smile to Luther.

Tara:”Thank god at least one of you has manners..Thanks Luther I really appreciate..”

However before she gets a chance to finish up her compliment Luther slaps Nathan to the back of the head.

Luther”..and watch your fucking language!”

The two brothers start to grab holds on each other with DDT trying to control them, Tara who seems utterly embarrassed looks at Michael and shrugs her shoulders.

Tara:”I’m really sorry about this Michael, they just miss being on shows I guess, what can I do for you?”

Michael watches with amusement, trying to steer clear of the impromptu match before looking to Tara.

Michael: Well first of all, I would like to welcome you and your family to Unstoppable. As you have no doubt been watching, FFW’s first Pay Per View has been full of surprises and moments. This would qualify as another, considering no one expected you and your family. I’m sure everyone is glad to see you though. Frankly, Tara, we haven’t seen much of you lately. Can you fill our fans in on where you’ve been?

Tara who by now is sure that there is absolutely nothing she can do or say to make the three males refrain from causing havoc in the skybox does something desperate but it seems to work, she grabs her father by the neck and he tosses an arm around her while Luther goes on the other side of Tara like the protective big brother that he is and Nathan just lurks on the back of his sister.

Tara:”Well to be honest Michael that is a bit of a private matter to me and given how my family is not uncommonly known for their shall I say eccentric behaviour I am saddened to tell you that after my debut match here in FFW my father, who I love very much fell ill and since my brothers have the bedside manners of Attila The Hun they were not even considered to take care of him, so I had to fly home to help out my mother making sure Dad would be ok, she loves us all to death but refuses to take part in the business, oddly enough she does watch the shows...”

Nathan hops around behind Tara.

Nathan:”HEY MA! Look at me I’m bouncing on PAY PER VIEW!”

Luther frowns at his brother’s juvenile behaviour.

Luther:”You moron, why do you have to do such things when Tara’s trying to do a serious interview?”

Nathan ignores the question instead he keeps on hopping up and down his boots thudding on the floor.

Nathan:”Look at me Ma! I’m bouncing ma I’m bouncing!”

Finally DDT decides enough is enough and elbows his son to the throat, while Nathan bends over coughing his lungs out and gasping for air the proud father looks at Tara then at Meadows.

DDT:”I never wanted her to take a break from this thing Meadows, we have followed FFW very consistently and no one is more proud of her debut than I am, I will assure you that I am at 100 percent now and could go on a match right here and right now if needed, so you can expect Tara to return to FFW full time very soon!”

Nathan’s raspy voice is heard from behind Tara.

Nathan:”Keep talking old timer and your next match will be with me! How can you elbow your own son to the throat? Who the hell are you anyway Jesse Jackson?!?”

Luther:”You mean Joe Jackson, right Nathan?”

Nathan glares at Luther.

Nathan:”I’ll Joe Jackson you in a minute if you don’t stop taking his side on this!”

Tara stomps gently on Nathan’s foot and does a somewhat awkward smile.

Tara:”Next question Michael?”

Michael: Well that’s great news to hear, that you will be returning to FFW action in the very near future. I know you impressed a lot of people in your debut before you had disappear to care for your ailing father here! My next question revolves around what goal have you set for yourself? Every woman who walks through the door here to join this roster has a set goal for herself, something she longs to accomplish. With your pending in-ring return, can you share what your goal is with the fans?

Tara flicks her blond hair a bit and lets out a small laughter.

Tara:”Oh sure thing Mikey, I am to be the best damn Thunder I can be and with such creative minds within my own family we have been working out some of the details of my future here in FFW, My goal is to become the greatest Evolution Champion in the history of this company.”

Nathan clears up his throat.

Nathan:”Hey Orange Face I object on that ailing remark on my old man, why don’t you pick on someone in your own generation, like Moses or something!”

Luther yet again glares at his brother.

Luther:”You don’t probably even know what ailing means do you NATHANIEL?”

Nathan glares back it him obviously not liking the one of the first born.

Nathan:”Nor do I care! I didn’t come here to listen some mic handling moron insult my father either...”

DDT who seems to have lost his jovial spirits makes some serious looks at his sons, the two brothers shut up instantly.

DDT:”You aren’t here to pick fights either, Mr. Meadows we Thunders are tight knit family, I know my darling wife never wanted our children to grow up wrestlers and follow my footsteps to the industry but they did, so irregardless of she feels we all support each other as a family just like I do support my darling daughter and just like her idiot brothers support her. Her career and her best interest is probably the only thing they DO agree on and to us Lil’ Tara is the angel that keeps our heaven lit up. We know that every champion has to start off small but make no mistake about it, just as much as we respect her wishes of letting her do her own thing, we are just as eager to step in if ANYONE tries to hurt her or ruin her chances in what she has chosen to be her profession. I might not be a spring chicken anymore, Nathan god forbid might have had few too many blows to the head to remember all the fancy words he enjoyed as a kid and Luther might not be as intimidating and vicious as he used to be but should someone target Tara we are all coming down on the said person or people. I don’t care what it takes but no one and I do mean NO ONE will stand in the way of my daughter’s destiny as long as myself, my sons or anyone in our family has something to say about it.”

We see a shot of Nathan wiping the corner of his right eye, sniffling a bit.

Nathan:”I love it when dad gets all preachy and biblical on people.”

Tara glares at her father in amazement.

Tara:”DAD, please tell me you didn’t just threaten to hurt the people at FFW if they would try to stop me on my career, tell me you didn’t just go all out to intimidate people!”

DDT smiles and pats his daughter on the head.

DDT:”They are free to take it any way they please sweetheart, this is a free country.”

Michael: The Evolution Championship, you say? Well as you likely know, later tonight, that title will be defended in a triple threat as the Power Trip’s Jenette McGraw defends against Michelle Taylor and Undine! And of course, we do have a number one contender match for that title as well when Scarlett Dareau faces Luci. Give us your take on the division that currently makes up the Evolution Championship, Tara.

Tara:”Well I have never wrestled against any of these fine individuals but I would expect the reigning and if I am correct the first ever Evolution as well as overall crowned champion Jenette McGraw is by no means a newcomer in this game and surely is out to prove that her title win was not a fluke...”

Nathan interrupts his sister with a loud snort and chuckles.

Nathan:”Seriously? Jenette McGraws is about much of a bonafide champion as I am the next American Idol, that mother hog is nothing but deadweight for actually worthwhile wrestlers who are part of Power Trip, Ryan Mackenzie took her there so he can personally kick her saggy ass to the curb! I know this for a FACT, besides that bitch can’t handle pressure anyway, she will choke and with any luck the company will have a first REAL Evolution champion!”

Tara does not seem to approve of Nathan’s commentary but sets her mind on continuing.

Tara:”Dear brother you have a right to your own opinion but I am sure there are those who don’t sahre your negative views I am a fan of Undine personally and have no doubt that the Aqua Blonde will make a great big splash in this company soon enough, maybe even tonight. I wouldn’t put it past Michelle Taylor either because most of the focus seems to be on Undine and the Champ who knows maybe Michelle will step up and snatch a win?”

She smiles playfully and shows a bit of a mischevious grin.

Tara:”I don’t know much about Miss Scarlett but what little I have heard is impressing me whole lot, I am looking forward to her matchup with Luci and just between, you, me and the rest of the world I sense that I am not the only one am I Luther?”

Luther shows astonishing courage in smiling at his kid sister and pinching her on the cheek.

Luther:”Tara if this weren’t your first time in front of a camera on Pay Per View I would...comment something on that but that is true, I know what Luci can do and I have no ill will towards the girl, if anything I wish her all the best. However I am here not as her former boyfriend who cleaned up his act and fought his demons but as my sister’s older brother and to support her, first and foremost. Best of luck to Scarlett because against a hellacious vixen like Luci, you will need it, she can kick all sorts of ass when she wants to and we might just see some of that tonight.”

Michael: Well if wrestling heritage counts for anything, I’d say you have an outstanding chance at making a big splash in the Evolution Championship division, Tara. I know I speak for a great many fans when I tell you that you are easily one of the biggest potential breakout stars in Femme Fatale Wrestling! Thank you for joining us, Tara and the same goes to your family here! Let’s send it down for that number one contender match for the Evolution Championship! It’s next!

And with that, we head back to another section of the arena.


Mirrored Paths

As the cameras head backstage, we see a pair of feet standing on the floor in wrestling boots. As the camera pans up, we find it is none other than Luci, whom is standing by chatting with FFW broadcaster Amber Carano. They are standing inside her locker room, or so it would appear.

Amber: Unstoppable rolls on, and right now, I’m joined by a guest whom could well be blazing a path to making history! Please join me, folks, in welcoming my guest at this time and one of my favorite people to talk with, Luci!

Luci: Hey guys! Yep, Amber and I have great fun talking when you lot aren’t around!

Amber: That we do! We should go shopping together sometime! But either way, let’s talk about the reason we are all here! We all didn’t come to Minneapolis for the weather, after all.

She gave a wink and smile before continuing.

Amber: Luci, a bit later tonight, there are two matches I know you are keenly interested in. One of them you are involved in, so that explains why on that end. The other is the Evolution Championship triple threat, which also makes sense why you are interested. Let’s talk about the title match first! I’d like to hear your predictions for a winner, and also find out who you would like to see win if it is a different person.

Luci: Well, I don’t see Jenette walking out with the belt, to be honest. I mean, think of it this way. What did Jenette do? Nothing! I pinned Lyndsey and had us in the three way dance, and Jenette need weapons to get the win! How ridiculous is that? The Shiela wants to crow onabot her having earned the belt, when the reality is she hasn’t earned anything. I don’t know who’s gonna walk out with the belt, but I bet on new champion.

Amber: Well that is perfectly logical. Now with that said, let’s talk about what’s going to be taking place a little sooner than that. And that is, of course, your match with another women whom I’m on good terms with, and has been quite impressive of late in Scarlett Dareau. Give us your assessment of Scarlett’s accomplishments thus far in FFW. In many ways, they mirror your own. Much like in her debut, many considered you the underdog in that triple threat. And just like her, you also proved the skeptics wrong. I’d like to get your opinion on her achievements though.

Luci: It’s hard to talk about someone in a negative way that’s so much like you, and it’s not somthing that I like to do. But in the same instance, I don’t like the idea of talking down to someone just because they don’t have this and that the same as you. I mean, Scarlett’s done well for herself, especially as pure rookies go. There’s not a lot more than that I can say, really.

Amber: Well my point was that you two have mirrored paths to success here in FFW, which is what makes this match tonight even more intriguing. We’ve seen what lengths someone like Jenette will go to in order to win a match, but you two are very much liked by the fans and they are expecting a clean match from you both and I doubt either of you will disappoint there. Rather than talking negatively about her, just tell us what separates you from her in your mind.

Luci: The fact I’ve been around longer is what separates us the most. I means, my path HERE is completely different to what it was when I first broke out. What I see in Scarlett is the opposite of how I saw myself. I wasn’t very good. And to a point, I feel like I’ve got lucky, whereas Scarlett is likely over the moon that she has done so well.

Amber seems to give it some thought, nodding her head.

Amber: She thinks she’s been very lucky too. It’s amazing how much you two think alike when it comes to your own careers. Finally, tell me something. This has little to do with the match, and more to do with you. You’re still a bit of an unknown quantity here in FFW. You don’t have the legacy of some of the veterans, and there’s a lot of people who don’t know you well. My final question for you is to tell the fans..the world....what makes you tick? What drives you to do what you do for a living? Who is Luci?

Luci: I have fun! I don’t do things if I don’t enjoy them! And I enjoy being in that ring and travelling the country, so this is awesome stuff to do! I might not have the legacy, but that makes me dangerous, doesn’t it?

Amber: Very true, Luci. I want to wish you the best of luck out there tonight, I know I’ll be watching closely. I know you and Scarlett are going to put on a helluva show! Thank you for joining me! Let’s send it back to the arena.





Ben: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for one fall, and the winner will become the number one contender for the FFW Evolution Championship!

"To The Moon and Back" starts to play over the speakers as the lights dim to a deep purple. As the vocals come out over the speakers, Luci walks out from behind the curtain with a small smirk on her face as she looks around the crowd before walking down the ramp, catching hands with the occasional fan.

Ben: Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Christopher Parker! From Newcastle, Australia, weighing 165 lbs... LUCI!

At the bottom of the ramp, she ascends the steps and steps under the middle rope into the ring. Walking into the middle of the ring, she looks around at the fans and nods her head a little before walking into her corner, and as  the music fades, Christopher Parker walks down the ramp towards ringside.

As Hole's Gold Dust Woman starts to play the lights go out replaced by gold coloured spotlights roaming up and down the entrance ramp, picking up Scarlett as she emerges from the back in a shower of gold foil confetti after the first line of the song has been sung. Pausing to look around the crowd, she takes a few deep breaths to calm the nerves and is joined by her friend Starla McCloud.

Ben: And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by Starla McCloud... from Baton Rouge, Louisiana! She weighs 117 lbs... SCARLETT DAREAU!

The golden spotlight follows as she walks slowly down the ramp, followed by Starla a couple of steps behind, ignoring the crowd. Climbing up the ring steps, she moves to the middle of the ropes and pausing for a couple of seconds to look to her left and right, grabs the top rope and catapults herself into the ring, moving to the opposite corner she leaps to the top and sits there, looking into the ring as the lights return to normal and she waits for the match to start.

Mark: This promises to be a fantastic match. One point of note, Starla is with Scarlett at ringside.

Erica: Didn’t you hear Starla this week? Everything is fine between them. Let’s focus on the match, shall we?

The bell rings, and the match is underway! Both women seem cagey as the circle each other, looking for an opportunity. Scarlett suddenly feints, but Luci reads it, and rams an elbow into her face, knocking her back. Luci presses the attack with a couple of chops, before whipping her against the ropes, and landing her with a hiptoss as she comes back. Scarlett is quickly back up, but straight into a scoop slam by Luci, who locks her down in a chinlock.

Mark: Luci’s looking good from the start here. She needs to keep the fight at this slower pace, because if it quickens, Scarlett will have a definite advantage.

Scarlett struggles, and manages to force Luci off of her, but she’s still on the back foot. Luci keeps the attack going with a couple of punches, and sets up for an impact DDT. Scarlett, however, keeps her feet, and manages to hit a judo suplex variant, causing Luci to obviously release. She grabs Luci round the waist, bringing her up, before quickly wrestling her back down to the ground, hitting her with a couple of well-placed knees to the back as she has her relatively helpless. She drags her back up, only to get an elbow in the face. Luci whips her off the ropes again, this time going for the forearm smash, but Scarlett ducks, bounces back off the ropes, and hits a short arm clothesline. Luci drops, and gets shakily back up, staggering back, only to be knocked squarely through the ropes by a standing dropkick.

Erica: Scarlett’s really cooking now! You know that’s Starla’s training right there.

Scarlett stays in the ring, but seems to be measuring Luci for something. As she scrambles up on the outside, Scarlett charges, and dives over the top rope with a flying plancha, crashing straight into Luci! The impact seems to hurt both women, however, as Scarlett is slow to get up, clutching her arm.

Mark: I think Scarlett may have hurt herself there, but she still seems to have control.

Scarlett takes a moment to catch herself as Luci gets up, seemingly very dazed and unaware of where she is. Scarlett grabs her and whips her towards the barricade, but Luci suddenly counters the whip, and uses the momentum to send Scarlett flying right into the steel steps, crushing the arm that she had been clutching a moment ago!

Mark: My God! You know that’s going to be a difference maker right there!

Erica: Scarlett’s arm could definitely be in a bad way...

Luci rolls in and out of the ring to break the ten count, before kicking Scarlett a couple of times on teh ground. The referee shouts at them to get back in the ring, and Luci shrugs, before acquiescing to her request, throwing Scarlett back in. She drops a leg across the injured arm, before going for a quick cover.

One...
Two... Scarlett kicks out. Luci wastes no time, not giving Scarlett a chance to get up, by locking in a cross armbreaker, trying to put pressure on the injury and perhaps force a submission.

Mark: Luci’s being smart here, going after that injured body part.

Scarlett manages to wriggle her way to the ropes and break the hold, but it seems to have taken a real toll. She uses the ropes to pull herself up. Luci charges, and Scarlett manages to duck down and use Luci’s momentum to back body drop her over the ropes to the floor, giving her some much needed time to get herself together. Luci is back up and in the ring on five, but Scarlett goes for the stamps as soon as she rolls in, before doing an overly elaborate spiral leg drop. She goes for an audacious pin attempt.

One...

Two... Luci kicks out comfortably. She goes to get up, but Scarlett quickly dropkicks her in the head, and goes for another cover.

One...

Two... kick out.

Mark: Scarlett wants to end this as quickly as possible, which is sensible. That arm’s only likely to get worse the longer the match wears on.

Erica: You see? She’s being smart. Starla’s doing I’m sure.

Scarlett pulls her up, but gets punched sharply in the arm. She staggers back holding it, and gets nailed by a running Shining Wizard, followed by a quick pin.

One...

Two... she gets the shoulder up. Luci pulls her straight up, and flings her with a belly to belly suplex. To her credit, Scarlett does get up, but is quickly swept down to the mat, before Luci nails a series of knee drops right into her arm. Another pin.

One...

Two... Scarlett kicks out again. Luci fires a couple of kicks into her arm, before dragging her up. Scarlett fires a desperate kick, but Luci catches it... only a temporary reprieve though, as she gets tagged with a wild Enzugiri! She covers!

One...

Two...

Thr... Luci forces her shoulder up.

Mark: Scarlett nearly steals it! I thought the impact may just ahve been enough there!

Erica: That’s what she needs, a quick pin, a sudden finish. She doesn’t want this drawing out!

Luci staggers to her feet, straight into chops from Scarlett’s good arm. She whips her off the ropes, and tags her with a quick dropkick as she comes back. Luci gets back up, but stumbles straight into a T-Bone suplex! Another cover!

One...

Two...

Th... kick out! Scarlett pulls her up, but gets a forearm in her arm, before Luci answers back with a T-Bone of her own! Another cover!

One...

Two...

Th... kick out!

Mark: Seems like a bit of oneupmanship to me!

Scarlett, however, seems in positive agony, as though the suplex has badly hurt her arm further. Quick as a flash, Luci jumps onto the top rope. She then flies through teh air with a FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH!

Mark: BACK FROM ORBIT!

Seemingly by instinct, Scarlett got her knees up! Luci crashed and burned in a heap, but tried to get straight back up, despite being winded. Scarlett was up already, and in desperation, hit a facebreaker DDT!

Erica: SCARLETT FEVER! She has to have it!

The cover!

One...

Two...

Three!

The bell rings, and “Gold Dust Woman” hits the PA once more.

Ben: Your winner of the match, and the NEW number one contender to the Evolution Title... SCARLETT DAREAU!


Delilah Is Less Amused

We cut to the backstage area where we see Amber Carano and Paul Stephens discussing what has just gone down.

Amber: I mean if I had won that match, i would be pissed, Angel straight out bought the frickin title!

Paul: And she got away with it?

Amber: Looks like, you know how tight she is with...

Before Amber can say something that might possibly cost her her job, Delilah, drinking from a bottle of water, walks into shot and nearly spits her drink out.

Delilah: What were you saying?

Amber: Angel Kash just out and bought the Television Championship from the timekeeper. While it was being fought for.

Delilah scowls, shaking her head for a moment.

Delilah: Ok...man, I can’t believe this. That camera live?

Paul: Has been for the past couple minutes.

Delilah: Ok, Angel, we had words about this elsewhere. You know, when you bought yourself a world title shot, and now you out and buy a title? You want to make a mockery of this business that most of us live, breathe and bleed for? Oh no, this is not going to happen.

Delilah gives the camera a hard look.

Delilah: There’s two ways that this can go, Angel. You can go give the belt back, you can do what the rest of us do and actually earn a shot and you can go back to being beneath my notice, or? You’re going to have a problem. You are going to find yourself in a mess that you will not be able to buy yourself out of. You will become my...project, Angel, and I promise you, right here and right now, I am going to destroy you. You know, Angel, that I am not scared of authority, you know that I am not scared of numbers, you know that I am not scared of odds. If you really want to walk this path, Angel, none of your little friends shall save you. I’m not after the title, I don’t need it, I don’t want it, but if you don’t give it back, your ass is mine.

Delilah shakes her head once more and walks past the camera, leaving us to go back to ringside.

[Adam Grant]

Ben: This next contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the FFW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!

The crowd interrupt the announcement with an explosion of cheers, causing Ben to raise his voice in order to be heard.

Mark: In all my years in the business I don't think I've ever see a tag division quite as impressive as the one right here in the FFW. And four of the best look to make history and become the inauguaral champions.

CCM: Eight of the best competitors - male or female - in one match? This has "show stealer" written all over it! 

Ben: Introducing first at a combined weight of 327lbs, from Palermo, Sicily and Edinburgh, Scotland and accompanied by their managers Jake Mackenzie and Jeremiah Belmont, the team of Camilla Pazzini-Mackenzie and Valerie Belmont. They are SPECTRA FANTASIA!!

"Somebody Told Me" by The Killers starts to play over the system. As the music kicks in, Valerie Belmont & Camilla Pazzini walk out from behind the curtain to the typically big pop from the crowd, flanked by Jeremiah & Jake. The two girls high five before walking down the ramp rather quickly, catching hands with fans as they go. Quick kisses are exchanged at the bottom of the ramp, and the two girls high five again before getting into the ring, where the do a bit of mild showboating. The two girls then retire to their corner to discuss strategy as the music fades

Mark: Just listen to the response Spectra Fantasia are getting from the crowd here tonight. I think it's obvious who the fans would like to see with their arms raised in victory.

Ben: Their opponents, from the City of Angels at a combined weight of 253lbs, the team of Selina and Delilah. They are ANGELIC S&D!!

The Howling begins to blast down the PA as the lights dim and en expectant crowd fall into a hush. As the beat of the music picks up, the fans erupt into the cacophony of noise that it a passionate at both sides mixed reaction, this brought about by the sudden appearance of Selina on the entrance ramp. She holds her arms outstretched and her legs spread as Delilah slinks out from beneath the curtain on her knees and crawls between them. They hold that pose for a moment before Delilah springs to her feet and the two walk down the ramp, slapping the occasional hand and some fan or another gets a grope of Delilah.

Selina slides into the ring while her sister climbs the steps and between the bottom and middle ropes. The two circle the ring, posing for the fans in their own ways before withdrawing to a corner to converse.

CCM: Angelic S&D came up a little short the last time they were in a ring with Spectra Fantasia just a few short weeks in the Main Event at Breaking Point in a match that was tighter than a ducks butt.

Ben: Next, hailing from Las Vegas Nevada and Toronto, Ontario, Canada tipping the scales at a combined 255lbs. The team of Faith and Syd Ashley - FLAWLESS BEAUTY!!

"Don't Cha" by The Pussycat Dolls starts to play in the arena.

Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me
Don't you wish your girlfriend was a freak like me
Don't cha
Don't cha
Don't you wish your girlfriend was raw like me
Don't you wish your girlfriend was fun like me
Don't cha (haah aah)
Don't cha

The duo of Faith and Syd step out from behind the curtain with smiles and the duo are wearing white tanktops that have big red hearts on the chest with the words "BFF'S" in black lettering. The blonde 

and brunette team high five and walk down the ramp with the air of arrogance totally and utterly aloof to the boos yet a small percentage of the fans present love this dastardly due for being mean yet 

sexy.

Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)
Leave it alone (leave it alone)
Cause if it ain't love it just ain't enough
To leave a happy home (oh, oh)
Let's keep it friendly (let's keep it friendly)
You have to play fair (you have to play fair, yeah)
See, I don't care
But I know she ain't gon' wanna share (oh, oh)
Hmmmm....

Faith and Syd approach the ring and climb up on the apron facing the audience then they peel off the tanktops to reveal matching ring outfits as they toss aside the tanktops.

Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me (oh)
Don't you wish your girlfriend was a freak like me (like me)
Don't cha - don't cha baby
Don't cha - alright, sing
Don't you wish your girlfriend was raw like me (raw)
Don't you wish your girlfriend was fun like me (big thrills)
Don't cha (haah aah)

They step into the ring and share a brief hug as they smile and stand side by side staring at the entrance ramp as the music fades while they wait for their next victims.

Mark: Faith and Syd look focused here tonight and when they're on their game they are more than a match for anyone.

Ben: And finally, direct from Manitoba-Winnipeg, Canada and Charleston, West Virginia, together they weighed in at an even 250lbs. The team of Kassandra and Charlie Gage - THE DANGER QUEENS!!

The arena lights dim. " Diamond and Guns " by The Transplants rings loudly thorough the venue. The Danger Queens emerge, exchange low fives and then entwine their biceps before fanning their fingers. Uncoupling, the duo head out to ringside. Charlie Gage leads the way, bounding to the ring with youthful exuberance. The more meticulously Kassandra strolls down the ring cracking her knuckles. Charlie climbs the ring steps while Kassandra slides into the ring. The duo exchange glances and then head to the opposite corner, gesturing to the crowd with the same sudden fanning of their fingers as they did at the entryway. They hop down from their respective corners and gather closely together as their opponents are announce.

CCM: The Danger Queens earnt their spot in this match with an impressive display at Velocity - taking Flawless Beauty the distance in a match that finished as a time limit draw that absolutely no-one was happy about.

Mark: And it's Delilah and Kassandra to kick this one off. And just to recap for those watching at home, only two women are legal at any one time but they can tag in anyone from any team and the first women to score a pinfall or submission takes the gold home for their team.

Circling each other Delilah makes the first move, ducking under an attempted lockup from Kassandra and applying the hammerlock, that Kassandra reverses into a hammerlock of her own. Dodging the elbows that Delilah throws as an attempt to escape, only for Kassandra to torque up on the arm to the point where her opponent can almost touch the back of her own head and Delilah walks to the ropes and grabs hold with her free hand and Kassandra lets go, retreating back to the middle of the ring. Circling back round toward her corner she steps back into the middle as Selina spurs her on and locks up with Kassandra, using her lower centre of gravity she whips her into the ropes and drops to the mat to allow Kassandra to jump over and continue across the ring and jump onto the middle rope and springboard moonsault back into Delilah. As they get back to their feet at the same time, Kassandra fires off a superkick that Delilah ducks under and sweeps her standing leg out from under her that sends her hard to the mat. On her feet Delilah backs up to the ropes, bounces off them into a handspring corkscrew moonsault, landing straight across her opponents chest for the pin.

Mark: A pretty even contest between these two as Delilah is the first one to attempt a pinfall.

One...

Two..

CCM: The Danger Queen kicks out with ease though and I believe we've still got a long way to go before this one's even half way done.

Getting to her feet, Delilah catches Kassandra with a boot on the way up and locks in an armbar, walking her into the Angelic S&D corner and tagging in her partner as she forces her opponent to one knee. Catapulting over the top rope into a double axe handle smash to the extended arm, before kicking her in the ribs once again that leaves her doubled-over and allows Selina to apply a hammerlock of her own. As Kassandra attempts a reversal, Selina lands a clubbing blow across her shoulders leading into a Divorce Court DDT and just as quick pulls her back to her feet only to whip her into the Angelic S&D corner and tag in Delilah once more. With her opponent cornered, Delilah rams her shoulder into her stomach moving at the last moment as Selina charges in and connects with a leg lariat as the duo finish off the combination with a shining wizard as Kassandra slumps into the corner. 

Mark: Angelic S&D showing exquisite teamwork with the quick tags, keeping themselves fresh and keeping Kassandra away from any possible tag.

CCM: There's nothing I enjoy seeing more than sisters who are able to work well together.

As the legal woman, Delilah builds up a head of steam and charges in with a bronco buster but Kassandra moves a moment before impact. Selina tags herself back in and grabs hold of Kassandra by the ankle as she tries to get out of the corner. Hopping on one leg, she tries to rip her leg free of the hold but her struggles turn out to be nothing causing her to jump up and hit a reverse Enzuigiri, er ankle connecting with Selina's temple, sending her stumbling into the corner of Flawless Beauty. Seeing her opportunity Syd tags in, grabs Selina by the hair and sends her shoulder first, through the ropes into the ring post, the momentum taking her outside, while the Danger Queen makes the tag to her partner, who steps in between the ropes and taps a showboating Syd on the shoulder, and connects with an open handed slap to her face with added theatrics.

CCM: OH SNAP!! WOOHOO!!

Mark: You've been waiting a long time to do that haven't you?

As Syd tries to fire back with a shot of her own, Charlie ducks under the attempted slap and lifts her up into a Uranaga and drives her into the mat and hooks her leg for a pin

One...

Two...

...Thr-Kickout!

Getting pulled to her feet, Syd tries to fight back with a series of elbows to the midsection that Charlie is able to shake off and cuts the fightback short by driving her knee upwards into her opponents chest and pulls her head in between her legs as she flips her up into position for an OMG! (Throwing Package Powerbomb) in desperation Syd grabs a handful of hair and forcefully yanks upward on it. As Charlie successfully executes the move anyway, Syd never releases her grip on the hair, pulling Charlie down with her and faceplanting her into the canvas as wisps of her hair come free in her hands. Both competitors are laid out on the mat, sucking in air in big lungfuls as Syd is the first to move, pulling herself slowly to her feet with the aid of the ropes, using them for support as she watches Charlie to get to one knee before going on the attack with a spinning heel kick to the face that rocks Charlie but she manages to remain upright as she supports herself with one hand on the mat. Syd is right back up and bounces off the ropes hitting a neckbreaker on Charlie, followed by a moonsault leg drop and into a pinning combination.

One...

Two..

Mark: No! Val saves the match.

CCM: Well, Mark, Spectra Fantasia weren't going to be spectators in this match forever you know.

Breaking the pin by grabbing hold of Syd by the tights and neck she manhandles her toward her own corner, where Camilla tags herself in and hops onto the top turnbuckle and leaps into the air and attempts a Pancake Maker, only for Kassandra to get their first and pulls her partner out of harms way. Crossing the ring to try and get her hands on Kassandra, Val is intercepted by Faith who charges out of her own corner and delivers a spinebuster on the Scot, landing the move directly onto her partners body and the Las Vegas native continues the attack, mounting Valerie, attacking her with left and rights as she tries to cover up. Stumbling out of the Spectra Fantasia Corner, Syd joins in stomping on Camilla's body, before taking control of her by the leg, twistig the ankle in unnatural ways in an ankle lock. Seeing their friends attacked, Delilah and Selina join in the melee, Selina tackling Faith as they roll around the ring each struggling to gain dominance, while Delilah attacks Syd with a forearm to the back of the head, causing her to let go of the ankle lock, irish whips her into the corner and then hits a dropsault. Back to her feet, Val imitates Delilah, also landing a dropsault of her own on Syd that see's her drop into the corner allowing Delilah to take the run up, swing round the ring post and lock in a Tiger Feint crucifix.

Mark: All hell's broken lose! And the only winners are Kassandra and Charlie who are recovering outside the ring as these six beat the living hell out of each other inside it!

CCM: Smart move from the Danger Queens. But was there anyone who didn't see chaos written all over this match when it was booked?

As Val checks Cammie is alright, Faith gets the upperhand on Selina with a thumb to the eye and pounding her with right hands as she pulls her up to a vertical base, forcing her back into the corner. Lifting her onto the top rope, Faith climbs up to join her, hooking her head under her arm and attempting to snap her over with the superplex, only for Selina to block the move by holding onto the ropes, coming back with shots of her own as she fights her way out of the hold. Wobbling as she stands on the ropes, Faith shows impressive balance as she maintains her stance on the top rope. This status quo is soon changed as Val springboards up, grabbing her head and taking her outside with a Tornado DDT.

CCM: HOLY SH--

Mark: SHE may have just ended Faith's career - there's not a whole lot of padding out there.

Splitting up a refreshed Kassandra goes after Delilah, who still has the Tiger Feint Crucfix locked onto Syd, breaking the hold with a superkick that nearly takes her head off and drops Delilah to the floor. Meanwhile, Charlie slides in the ring and momets later has joined Selina on the top rope, driving her knee into the skull presenting her with the opportunity to snap a butterfly lock into a butterfly suplex.

Mark: OMFG!

CCM: MARK! I'm surprised at you!

Mark: That's what she calls the move, Millar. But I think her luck may have just run out!

Indeed it had as she turns around straight into the imposing figure of Camilla Pazzini-Mackenzie who lifts her up getting ready to hit a Windbreaker, although gets no chance to complete the move as Kassandra blindsides her with a sliding lariat straight to the back of her knee, taking her legs out from under her. Hitting double elbow drops, the Danger Queens quickly roll over Camilla and apply a single leg Boston Crab and a crossface.

CCM: The referee couldn't re-establish control, but the Danger Queens have definitely managed it.

Mark: They've managed to clear the ring, if the referee could only get Charlie outta there, we'd have the two legal women in the ring and this match can get back on track.

As the dual submission begins to wear Camilla down, she is saved by Delilah who dives into the ring and sprays poison mist into the face of Charlie and throws her through the ropes as Selina re-enters and applies a bridged deathlock to Kassandra leaving her open to a baseball dropkick from Delilah. Dragging her back into her corner, Delilah steps to the outside and tags Camilla out and herself in. Immediately she goes for the pin, with Selina running defence.

One...

Two...

Thre-NO!

Syd reaches in and drags the referee out of the ring before the three count can be completed. Frustrated by the near fall, Selina and Delilah continue the double team, as Selina sends Kassandra into the ropes while Delilah comes off the other set of ropes - getting tagged out by Syd in the process - and hits a neckbreaker as Selina lifts Kassandra into a spinebuster. Delilah goes for the pin as the referee ushers Selina out and doesn't get the chance to count the pinfall as Syd hits the Senton Bomb on Delilah and pins Kassandra herself.

One..

Two...

No!

Delilah drags Syd out of the cover and into the Angelic S&D corner, falling to the mat in exhaustion as she forces the tag to Selina before throwing Syd to the outside. Selina goes straight for the pin.

One...

Two...
 
Three!

Mark: NO!! Charlie just got there in time and saves the match!!

CCM: Kassandra needs to tag out in the most desperate way possible.

Faith goes to help Syd at ringside, helping her to her feet. Selina pulls Kassandra up to her feet, spins her around with a forearm to the jaw and tries to pull her down backward across her knees but Kassandra manages to flip over and just about land unsteadily on her feet, stumbling into her corner she tags in Charlie. On the outside, Faith and Syd seem to hatch a plan, grabbing the ankles of Delilah they yank her off the apron, striking her chin on the apron and they immediately send her headfirst into the ringpost, causing it to ring like a bell - the sound cutting through the noise of the excited crowd. Coming out of the corner, Charlie is immediately onto Selina with a standing head scissors, grabbing her wrists and crossing her arms under her neck and drops down into a seated position.

Mark: 12 GAGE!! Selina's surely unconscious!

CCM: And Faith and Syd have taken Delilah out of the equation too!

Syd slides into the ring with a chair as Charlie rolls Selina over and pins her and Valeria and Camilla enter the ring too.

One...

Syd immediately breaks the pin, denting the chair on Charlie's head with Faith joining her with a chair in hand too. Syd swings the chair once more, aiming for Valerie who ducks under the shot and Pele kicks Syd in the back of her head, forcing to fall forward into the dropped chair. Faith on the other hand, throws the chair at Camilla and tries to follow it with a leaping knee to the head, but Camilla doesn't give her that much of a chance, dropping the chair and catching her by the throat with a forceful chokeslam that cause Faith to bounce off the canvas and over the bottom rope. Spectra Fantasia head upstairs.

Mark: This crowd was loud before, it gets any louder and we'll both need hearing aids by the end of the night!

But get louder they did as Camilla hits the Pancake Maker on Syd, rolling off as Valeria finishes spinning through the air and lands with her feet square in Syd's chest. Camilla rolls back and hooks the leg.

One...

Two...

...Three!!

MARK: SPECTRA FANTASIA PICK UP A MASSIVE WIN TONIGHT!!

CCM: Oh yes Mark, and the rest of the tag division better take note - on this form, it's going to be damn near impossible to take the belts away from this pairing.

Ben: The winners and FIRST EVER FFW  UNITY TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... VALERIE BELMONT, CAMILLA PAZZINI-MACKENZIE...SPECTRA FANTASIA!!!


Do Not Pass Go, Go Directly To Prison

As the match comes to an end, we see the video wall come to life with the words “Recorded Earlier Today..” at the bottom of the screen. There sitting in the ring along with Michael Meadows is Wendy House, and surrounding them is a mostly empty arena and the Prison of Punishment. The weapons are already in place, the only thing missing is the title which will hang above the ring later tonight.

Michael: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining me! I am sitting in the middle of a place I never thought I would be, the Prison of Punishment. Joining me at this time is one of the women whom will be competing for the Ultra-Violence Championship later on tonight, Wendy House.

Michael seems a bit tentative, to say the least, as he looks around at the Prison.

Michael: Wendy, in a few hours, this arena will be teeming with thousands of FFW fans whom are going to be live for our first event. Millions more will be watching around the world on Pay Per View. As you sit here in the middle of the Prison of Punishment, I’d like to know what is going through your mind as it relates to tonight.

It takes Wendy a moment to answer, as she is gazing around.

Wendy: Kinda like a giant playgwound isn’t it? Lots of toys, an’ a big fence type fing to keep out unwanted pussons. Like Gabwiel Chance. Twatbag.

Michael: That’s very true. It will be just you and Danielle Arisu locked inside this structure tonight. There won’t be any referees. The first person to grab the Ultra-Violence Championship from the top of the Prison is the new champion! Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. You didn’t exactly have an easy road to get into this match, but neither did your opponent. We saw how you had to overcome Amy in the womens’ restroom of all places, and then of course how Danielle took advantage of Selina in their street fight. Did you get the opponent you would have preferred tonight? Or would you have rather faced someone you like such as Selina?

Wendy: No, as me’s said, me’s didn’t want to face me’s girlfriend’s sister weally, so me’s defo got da wight opponent. Me’s no fink it a good idea to beat da cwap out of family. Makes Chwistmas awkward...

Michael: I can see how. Earlier you mentioned Gabriel Chance, whom made himself a bit more involved in Danielle’s match against Selina than many would have liked to see. I spoke with Cody Kincaid earlier via cell phone, and he was able to confirm something for me. Some might say it was and is unnecessary, but Cody told me that Gabriel Chance will be banned from being within 100 yards of the ring during your match tonight. That way, there can be no doubt..no excuses. Do you think that betters your chances at all, or that the cage itself is enough of a deterrent to keep it one on one as it should be?

Wendy: Me’s no fink anyone could get in here. Acshully, me’s fink it’s a little unfair, coz Gabwiel can offer supports an’ stuff. But dat’s not me’s pwoblem weally. But me’s neva been one to make excuses weally... well, once, me’s did blame a loss on da boogie, but dat was Mikey Jackson’s fault, no me’s...

Michael: Danielle has shown in that street fight that she’s not working by the hour. What I mean is she’s looking for a knockout as quickly as possible. You may recall, while you were doing guest commentary, that she hit Selina with brass knuckles at the opening of the match and immediately went for the cover. Would you agree that may work against you, being someone whom loves these kinds of matches and would prefer to spend more time competing in them than most people in the same situation?

Wendy: Not weally, ‘cause it means me’s used to goin’ da distance against dat kinda pusson. As you’s said, most evewyone wants it ot be over quickly... Amy did, so me’s kinda used to it. Me’s jus’ gonna do me’s own fing, an’ wowwy about what Danielle does as it comes. No point twyin’ to second guess in dese kinda matches, dey’s all about unpwedictability. Which gives ME’S da edge!

Michael: I’d call that a valid point. As you sit here and look around at a place you’ll be visiting again in a matter of hours, can you tell me what it is about these kind of matches that draws you in so much? I mean there is definitely a fan base that loves you and loves these matches, but what about these matches pulls you in? I’ve seen you wrestle in regular singles matches and tag matches, and you’ve enjoyed great success in both. But you do love this kind of match. And for a lot of our fans whom may not know you well yet, explain to them what you love about hardcore and brutal matches, like the Prison of Punishment.

Wendy: It’s jus’ da thwill of it weally. Me’s love da whole energy of da matches. You’s hit owwa get hit. An’ it’s so much FUN ‘cause you’s can do so many diffewent fings wiv diffewent objects an’ enviwonments, whewas in wegular matches, you’s limited by you’s own abilities an’ movesets, even cwazy unpwedictable me’s! Me’s don’t fink peoples see hardcore westling as da twoo artform it is. People use terms like garbage westling... well if you’s ask me’s, dey’s garbage. Stinky.

Michael: Thank you for your time today, Wendy! Good luck tonight inside the Prison of Punishment! This is Michael Meadows, let’s send it back to the live broadcast of Unstoppable.




Ben: The following match is scheduled for one fall, with no time limit and is for the EVOLUTION CHAMPIONSHIP!!
 
He pauses for a few moments as the crowd explodes into cheers at the announcement.
 
Ben: Introducing the first challenger from Dallas, Texas and weighing in at 145lbs and a height of 5’8”... MICHELLE TAYLOR!!!
 
The lights go out for a split second and then, as "Master of Puppets" by Metallica plays, a spotlight is shined on Michelle as she heads to the ring with the crowd booing him, but she ignores it all. Then, as she enters the ring, she just stands in the middle, just awaiting her opponent or opponents. But, also, if her opponent or opponents are in the ring already. She just stares at her or them, just ready to fight!
 
Erica: The wrestling Gods seem to be smiling on Michelle of late – she’s struggled to pick up a win in her FFW career yet still finds herself with a second title opportunity.
 
Mark: Michelle is a talented athlete with all the potential in the world, tonight may just prove to be her big break.
 
CCM: ...Mark, have you been drinking tonight?
 
Ben: And the second challenger coming from Llanfair PG, Wales, at 128lbs and 5feet 9 inches, accompanied by her manager Christian Kincaid...”THE AQUABLONDE” UNDINE!!!
 
"I Get Wet" by Andrew WK hits the PA, and Undine bounds out, accompanied by Christian Kincaid, firing her Aquasoaker 9001 into the cheering crowd. She grabs Christian's hand and bounds down the ramp, dragging him along, before bounding around the ring, handing the Aquasoaker to the timekeeper. She gives him a kiss, before hopping on the apron and rolling back over the top rope!
 
CCM: Many would say Undine is the biggest threat to Jennette’s Evolution title tonight
 
Erica: She’s certainly my pick for tonight and could have been champion already had she had a stronger team in the Cibernetico.
 
Mark: Undine enters this match with a wealth of experience having held numerous title belts throughout her career.
 
Ben:  And their opponent, she weighs in at 163lbs, stands 5’8” tall, hails from Kannapolis, NC accompanied by Isabella Pazzini - your reigning Evolution Champion.... Jenette McGraw
 
"My Leftovers" by Porcelain and the Tramps, causing the crowd to erupt into a cacophany of boos. Jenette McGraw walks out, with her title in one hand and her toolbox in the other, with Isabella Pazzini beside her, both smirking at the idiots' reaction. Jenette holds aloft the FFW Evolution Championship belt, as pyros blast out either side of her. She flings the belt back over her shoulder, before the two of them make their way down the ramp towards the ring. Jenette climbs up the steps, and over the middle rope into the ring, where she hands the toolbox to Isabella through the ropes, before climbing onto the second rope, and raising the title up again, pointing at first it, and then herself as the boos continue and Isabella taunts the fans from ringside.
 
CCM: Isabella Pazzini has that toolbox on the outside of the ring and that can’t be a good thing for either Michelle or The Aquablonde.
 
Mark: Jenette won that title belt in dubious circumstances thanks to The Power Trip and she couldn’t have asked for a better match in which to prove that she is a deserving champion.
 
Erica: I don’t think Jenette’s too bothered about being a deserving champion, honey, I think the only thing that’s important to her is that she IS the champion.
 
Referee Melinda Davis takes the belt from the champion, holding it aloft to the crowd, before showing it to Undine, who marvels at the light reflecting off it and Michelle Taylor, who pays little attention to title, taking the opportunity to mouth off at the referee, pointing towards Isabella and Christian, as Melinda hands the title to the ring crew and calls for the bell. Although she needn’t have bothered with such formalities as Jenette had already taken matters into her own hands, charging across the ring and taking Undine by surprise with a clothesline that she follows up with a series of chops to her chest that back the Aquablonde into a corner but only for a matter of seconds as Jenette takes a big handful of hair and pulls out of the corner and sends her flying over the top rope to the outside, right in front of Christian.
 
CCM: Jenette trying to dispense with Undine early and turn this into a one-on-one matchup.
 
As she stands at the ropes, taking a moment to sneer at her fallen opponent, Michelle Taylor sneaks up behind her and attempts a school girl roll—up.
 
Mark: She took her eyes off Michelle, who’s looking to steal the title early.
 
One...
 
Tw-Kickout.
 
Both women are quickly back to a standing base and Michelle tries to get the upperhand only for her shot to get blocked by the champion who snaps a left jab that finds it mark right on her opponents chin, snapping the Texans head backward and giving Jenette the chance to lift her up and bodyslam her to the mat only for to bounce right back up and into a German suplex that causes her to roll out of the ring.
 
Erica: It’s all Jenette in the early exchanges. Michelle and Undine have their work cut out to swing the momentum back their way.
 
As the Kannapolis native gets back to her feet from the suplex, she eats a spinning heel kick from Undine  that causes her to hit the mat for just a second only for Undine to reel her in for an inverted atomic drop. A look of agony crosses the champions face, her hands going to her ass as she bounces on the spot in pain, at least until the Welsh girl wraps her arm around her neck and drags her down in a neckbreaker. Hooking the leg, Melinda Davis is quickly into position.
 
One...
 
Michelle slides in and breaks up the pin before squaring up to Undine and slapping her across the face. As she tries a second Undine blocks it and retorts with an arm drag that Michelle rolls through to her feet and immediately into a run, bouncing off the ropes and into a crossbody block that Undine telegraphs sliding underneath it as Michelle flies through the air and fortunately connects with a standing Jenette who is able to catch her and hit a fallaway slam, the momentum carrying Michelle under the bottom rope and to the matting surrounding the ring..
 
Mark: Michelle just can’t catch a break tonight.
 
Erica: She needs to re-think her strategy, afterall she’s spent more time outside the ring than inside of it so far.
 
CCM: Maybe the rookie is simply out of her depth – she is in there with two of FFW’s most experienced combatants.
 
 With both Undine and Jenette on their feet, they waste little time in locking up with Jenette coming out on top – not through her weight advantage but by delivering a headbutt right to the bridge of Undine’s nose as soon as she was able to get close enough and send her into the ropes. As the blonde comes off the ropes she runs straight into her opponent who wraps her up in a bear hug, trying to squeeze the life right out of her. After a short while Undine begins to flag visibly much to the dismay of her fans who, led by Christian Kincaid attempt to rally the Welsh girl.
 
Crowd: LETS GO UNDINE! LETS GO UNDINE!! LETS GO UNDINE!!
 
However, she almost looks out of it as Melinda Davis keeps a watchful eye on her condition. Lifting the arm she watches it drop limply to the side, lifting it again the same thing happens, raising it for a third time she drops it once more only for it stop halfway down as Undine finds another reserve of strength. She attempts to break the hold by firing a left then a right to the side of the Champs head, but rather than break the hold Jenette alters her grip ever so slightly and throws Undine head over heels with a Belly to Belly suplex that sees her crash painfully to the canvas. And the champion floats over into the pin.
 
CCM: Jenette showing her wrestling smarts there, wearing down her opponent with the bear hug and following it with a high impact move.
 
One...
 
Two..No! Undine kicks out.
 
As Jenette backs Melinda into a corner, complaining about the speed of the count, Michelle hops up onto the apron behind the wrestler and taps her on the shoulder. The Texan ducks the haymaker that comes her way as the champion turns towards her and rams her shoulder into her gut, doubling her over before catapulting herself into ring into the sunset flip.
 
Erica: Michelle’s watched the two go to town on each other and is hoping to pick up the scraps at the moment.
 
One...
 
Two..Kickout.
 
Michelle is first back to her feet and, with Jenette just seconds behind, heads for the ropes, leaving her feet as she comes back catching her with a flying clothesline. Again Michelle is only just up, welcoming the champion back to her feet with a head scissors takedown and this time drags her opponent to her feet and sets up for a vertical suplex.  Michelle spots her opportunity, stomping on Jenette twice in the middle of the ring for good measure as she crosses it, kicking Undine out of the ring under the bottom rope before returning to her stricken opponent. Grabbing her legs, Michelle locks in the sharpshooter.
 
Mark: This is the first time that Michelle’s been able to string more than two moves together and now she’s got the Mick Shoot locked in on the champion dead centre of the ring.
 
Erica: Undine still looks a little dopey on the outside and IF Jenette can’t find a way out of this, we are crowning a new champion – and it’s one not a soul would have backed at the outset of this match.
 
Jenette howling in pain, but refusing to tap despite Melinda’s insistent questioning, inches her way toward the ropes as Isabella pushes with all her strength on the bottom one to put it just that little bit nearer. As her fingernails scrape it the referee spots Isabella’s antics and orders her to back off and as she does so Michelle drags the champion back into the centre of the ring. A figure cuts through the crowd and leaps over the barrier near the timekeeper and grabs the title from the ringside official and sprints round the ring, past the announce desk.

CCM: Is that...is that Nathan Thunder?!?

Mark: Indeed it is and he's making off with the Evolution title.

Erica: We all heard Tara say she deserved that title, maybe he happens to agree with her?

Heading back to action, Undine, aided by Christian, starts to recover on the other side and the look of pain on the champions face, Isabella jumps up on the apron, distracting the referee who orders her to get down just as Christian rolls a groggy Undine back into the ring and Jenette starts to clawing her way across the ring again only to break down in agony. As Undine pulls herself to her feet with the referee still distracted by Isabella, Jenette finally gives in and taps out.
 
CCM: NEW CHAM---
 
Erica: NO!! THE REFEREES NOT SEEN IT!!
 
Undine grabs Michelle’s head and plants her into the mat, breaking the hold and all three women are out on their backs in the ring and Isabella finally jumps down.
 
Mark: Isabella’s antics, saved the title for Jenette. Damn her and the Power Trip!
 
Rolling to the side of the ring, Isabella, meets her friend and helps her to use the drop from the ring apron to the floor to get to her feet as she tries to shake her legs to get the blood flowing in them again. In the ring, Michelle and Undine begin to recover, getting to their feet, they start trading blows as they try to suck in air through any available orifice. Eventually Michelle gets the upper hand and is able to deliver a bulldog to Undine and goes for the cover.
 
One...
 
Two..Kickout!
 
Getting back to her feet Michelle pulls Undine up with her and tries to set her up for her Turn Over finishing move only for Undine to fight out of it, reversing the move into a cradle piledriver into the pin.
 
One...
 
Two...
 
Thre-NO! Kickout!!
 
Mark: That kickout was pure instinct.
 
CCM: Damn right! Undine just about killed her with that piledriver!
 
Shaking it off Undine climbs up to the top rope, only for Isabella to jump up on the apron beside her. Undine sees her coming, but Isabella holds her hands up in surrender before pointing to ringside where Jenette is busy talking to Christian Kincaid and Undine turns her head just in time to see the Evolution champion take the man by surprise with an intense lip lock. As he pushes her off, Undine leaps into the air and comes down on top of Jenette and start to reign blows upon her.
 
Mark: If Jenette wanted to get Undine’s attention I’d say mission accomplished.
 
Erica: And I think she may have been bitten off more than she can chew here.
 
CCM: Hell hath no fury like a jealous woman... and I think Jenette is learning that first hand.
 
Covering up she avoids the worst of them and manages to escape from underneath her and set off around the ring in a bid to escape. Undine charges after her as Christian follows, trying to get her to stop and focus on the match at hand instead. Rounding the corner she runs straight into a running spinning heel kick from Isabella Pazzini coming the over way that damn near takes her head off and causes Christian to lunge at Isabella as he tries to restrain her from any inflicting any further harm on her, only for Isabella to try and fight him off.

With Melissa Davis distracted by Christian and Isabella, Jenette goes back after Undine, picking her up and attempting to set her up for the DDT only for the Aquablonde to power out of it and with an evil look in her eyes deliver a wicked knife edge chop to Jenette’s chest that immediately comes up in a big red welt and sends her stumbling backwards onto her bottom. Desperately she tries to crawl away, lashing out with a kick aimed at Undine's knee that temporarily halts her relentless approach, giving Jenette just enough time to desperately scrambles some distance between them, stopping in the corner as her hand lands on top of the toolbox, she fumbles open the latch and pulls out the wrench.

Mark: OH NO! NOT THE WRENCH AGAIN!!

Undine closes the gap and is about to set about her once more when Jenette swings wildly bringing the tool round at head height as Undine flinches back the wrench passing in front of her face by a matter of nanometres and continuing on into the steel of the ring post with a satisfying crash, followed almost instantly by a shriek of pain from the reigning champion as she drops the wrench and holds her wrist.

CCM: HOLY HELL!! Jenette's put a dent in the ring post with that strike. Had it met it's intended target it would have caved Undine's skull in!!

Erica: Instead Jenette could have broken her wrist instead.

Undine however shows no sympathy, ramming her opponents head into the ring post before delivering a devastating spiked DDT straight into the thin matting at ringside. Satisfied she had done enough damage she jumped up on the apron and climbed to the top rope, sizing up a recovering Michelle Taylor and leapt through the air connecting with a Spear.

Mark: The Tornado!! And you all know what this means people!!

Sure enough Undine headed straight back to the top rope, measured Michelle Taylor up once more and landed a 450 splash right across her.

Erica: AQUASPLASH!!

The crowd count along with the fall of Melissa Davis' hand.

Crowd: ONE!!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE!!!!

CCM: Undine pulls off the victory. This capacity crowd couldn't be any happier after the spectacle they've witnessed so far tonight and I promise you folks - it's only going to get better!!

Ben: The winner and NEW EVOLUTION CHAMPION...."THE AQUABLONDE" UNDINE!!!

[Adam Grant]

No More Stealing

Erica: This woman has gone through hell and back to come out on top in this match. Because of the despicable actions of one man halfway through this match, they don't have a title belt to show for it.

Mark: Wait!! Tara Thunder's on the ramp with the Championship Belt and she's coming our way. Just goes to show that you never can tell what's going to happen next in the FFW!

Indeed she was, with no fanfare, she walks purposefully down the ramp, climbs the ring steps and steps through the ropes into the middle of the ring. 

CCM: I think business is about to pick up her folks and I can't wait!

Undine, looking dead on her feet, eyeballs Tara and adopts a fighters stance toward her. Tara ignores her, holding the belt toward her, she examines it, breathes on the frontplate and polishs it with her sleeve, shaking her head wistfully she extendsout her arm and offers the title toward the champion, grabbing her wrist as she does and lifting her arm into the air. Sliding out the ring, she walks backward up the ramp, applauding the Evolution champion as the celebrations go on in the ring.

Mark: It's not every day you see sportsmanship like that in this business. I for one applaud Tara for handing back that which didn't belong to her.

CCM: I couldn't have said it better myself Mark, that was one classy move on her part and shows the respect she has for everything <The Winner> has gone through to scale this peak.

Erica: But make no mistake, Tara's got her sights set of getting her hands on that title by rights and I bet it'll be sometime in the very near future.


Emma Is Not Impressed

Herbie Richmond is seen standing backstage in front of the FFW interview position, the FFW logo circulating the globe on the monitor behind him. Herbie seems distracted though as he is admiring the new Nightmare, Inc. t-shirt which he is wearing over his suit, and a rather snug fit it is too! Glancing up, he realizes he is on camera.

Herbie: Hello there, fans! Herbie Richmond backstage here at the Target Center, and enjoying this brand new Nightmare, Inc. t-shirt which is now available on the FFW Shopzone website.

The shirt shows half of Katherine’s face alongside half of Emma’s with the tag team logo above that, Herbie greatly likes it.

Herbie: So if you haven’t already, head on over to the website and pick one up for $20! Orders over $75 get free shipping internationally, including the U.S., Canada, the U.K. and Australia! Now with that said, please join me in welcoming my guest at this time, whose face adorns half of this very t-shirt! Ladies and gentlemen, Emma MacNamara!

The camera swapped around to show Emma, who was stood in her ring clothes, and a blue hoodie over the top, reading “Guns Don’t Kill, People Do” in a big, black font. Emma gives a peace sign to the camera, though holds it sideways and to her head and pulls a slight face. She then grins at Herbie and nods her head.

Emma: Alright there, Herbie? I got the chapstick ready!

Grinning again, she fishes chapstick out of her pocket. Herbie just shakes his head.

Herbie: Ha-ha! I call them like I see them! And it just so happens I have a very high opinion of the people I am interviewing, luckily enough! Thank you for joining me though, Emma! The first order of business I should inform you about is that we are going to be joined by Cody Kincaid, as apparently he has some big news to share with you. But until he gets here, let’s start off with some current events! In a match to crown the number one contender to the FFW Championship, it’ll be you facing Starla McCloud, the latest member of the Power Trip. A group you have been at odds almost since their inception. Earlier tonight, we heard from Isabella Pazzini, whom has threatened your life honestly. Claiming that she is going to send you to the morgue over some of your recent comments and actions, namely against Ryan Mackenzie. Your thoughts, please?

Emma: I look like I’m fucking scared if Isabella Pazzini?! Look, she can say an do what she wants, but after what happened, I talked to Ryan, and I got a lot of things out of him that  I’m not going to share on worldwide television. Quite honestly, I’m more scared of what Twisted Path can do to me. What has Isabella done since this place opened? She beat Valerie. WITH HELP. She’s not done a damn thing since. And I’m meant to be scared of her? Unlike her, I’ve always been able to win matches consistently. More to the point, I’ve been able to win them ALONE. And she wants to make comments like that? Sure, she can do that all she likes, but I’ll stand back and laugh at her, because right now, that’s the only thing I can do. She’s hald the woman she used to be, never mind half the wrestler. And she’d be better off NOT making me death threats when I do not doubt for a second that Stacey will be after her guts and send her sorry arse into the morgue. What’s the difference? I actually give a damn about “the man she loves”, completely despite what Velocity might say.

She sighs.

Emma: I did what I did at Velocity because I was upset. As anyone who knows anything about knows, I don’t react well to being upset about anything. So lashing out was my defence. I told Ryan that despite what was said and done, that’s not the case. I give a damn about Ryan, I’ve known him to long  for that not to be the case.

Herbie: I’m sure you were watching earlier tonight during the interview with Isabella,and what transpired. Let’s take a quick look back, I want to get your thoughts.

Herbie gestures to the monitor as the events from earlier tonight are replayed for Emma and the viewers. When finished playing, Emma shook her head.

Emma: At no point did I say I wanted nothing to do with Ryan. The fact he was silent proves only that the conversation we had when the cameras were not rolling was that I was right. Ryan isn’t who he was. Involving himself with Isabella is not going to help that cause.

Herbie: As we saw there, Regina Catalano definitely seemed to be speaking as though she had firsthand knowledge of the events surrounding what took place at Velocity. I may have missed it, but I don’t recall you saying everything that was attributed to you. Conversely after the match with Sinnocence earlier, Ryan Mackenzie was seen leaving the arena by himself. Do you think that Regina was out of line at all?

Emma: Yeah, I do a bit. I mean, I don’t even know what’s going on behind the scenes. I know some of it, but I get the sense he’s hiding something from me. And after what I did two weeks ago, I deserve it. However, what Regina was out of line for was talking about it so harshly. I don’t remember calling Ryan pathetic. I did, however, say I felt what he had become was a shell. I am not ashamed to know. Ryan in the slightest. He’s one of my best friends. He taught me most of the things I know, for which I’ll be forever grateful. Some things were true, others were not. It’s simply the harsh reality that comes with dealing with any paparazzi. Even those in your own wrestling company. If twisting the words makes a splash, an impact, that’s the shit that’s going to be said and sold to the viewers.

Herbie glances to see the scene fade off the monitor finally, continuing with his questioning.

Herbie: Well keeping in that same vein as it relates to events going on in the Power Trip, you find yourself facing a member of that very group tonight in a number one contender match for the FFW Championship. You’ll be facing Starla McCloud one on one a little later tonight. I’d like to get your thoughts as that match...that opportunity draws nearer.

Emma: Without being too disrespectful, Starla has everything to gain and nothing to lose in this match. As far as I go? Winning this match is just another title shot. I’ve had plenty of them in my time, something that Angelic S&D, Spectra Fantasia and a few other people in here can attest to. It’s just a fact of life, really. Starla isn’t hard to beat, really. She’s very green around the edges, and needs a lot of work. Then again, when you’re married to a man that’s scared to lift a finger for fear of breaking a nail, that’s not much of a shock. Seriously, we should get her husband on a FFW contract! He’s woman enough!

A grin crosses Emma’s face.

Emma: But as far as Starla goes? For a doctor with some speciality in psychiatric stuff, she’s not very good at thinking outside the box and trying to fuck people over.

Herbie looked ready to follow up with another question before Cody made his way to the interview position. Apparently he had been running to get there, as he leaned down to catch his breath for a moment.

Cody: Hey there, Emma! Herbie, you got some...stuff right there on your nose. Looks like chocolate.

Emma: Wouldn’t be too much of a shock. How many dumps do I owe you now? Seventeen?

With a grin, she gave him a tight hug, that probably wasn’t helping him catch his breath.

Emma: Happy birthday, sweetie.

Cody: Thanks, I appreciate it!

Herbie: Fans, Cody’s 18th birthday is today. I got you a couple tickets to the next Breaking Point, Cody. Hope you enjoy them.

Cody gave Herbie a strange look.

Cody: Uhh...Herbie, I work for FFW, if you didn’t know. I don’t think I have to buy a ticket to get into one of our shows, much less Breaking Point!

Emma giggles.

Emma: Silly Herbie! Here.

Apparently we’re about to find out why she had a hoodie on, as she reaches in tot he pocket and pulls out a small, wrapped up package and hands it to him. Herbie takes it with a smile, as Cody had his hand out.

Herbie: Well thank you, Emma! I’m sure it’s a great gift! I wasn’t expecting anything!

Cody scratched his head as Herbie placed the package into his pocket before looking back to him.

Herbie: Now I understand you had some big news you wanted to share with us, Cody?

Cody: Yeah, actually! What I wanted to do was tell Emma about a very big match I have booked for her on the next edition of Breaking Point! As a matter of fact, it’s a tag team main event! And the winners get the next shot at the FFW Unity Tag Titles!

Emma: Awesome! And Herbie, that was for Cody. Not your birthday!

Cody held his hand out, as  Herbie looked a bit embarrassed as he placed it into his hand.

Cody: Check this out! In the main event at Breaking Point as part of a double main event actually, it will be Nightmare, Inc. facing off with another undefeated tag team here in FFW whom has a claim to wanting a tag title shot as well! Nightmare, Inc. will face off for the first time ever with the House of Fundine!

Emma: Well, THAT would certainly be an interesting match!

Cody: I thought so too! Both the House of Fundine and Nightmare, Inc., they have impressed me. Wendy and Undine have been doing really well, and Nightmare, Inc. is one of the best tag teams anywhere. I think it’ll be a main event to look forward to!

Herbie: Hear here, Cody! Brilliant matchmaking there! I know Breaking Point just got loads more intriguing as I’m sure myself along with all the great FFW fans around the world will be waiting with baited breath for that one!

Cody: I’m surprised his lips don’t grow to someone’s ass as much as they are pressed against them. Speaking of which, Herbie, I’m cutting your interview short! I need to discuss something with Emma!

Cody grabbed her arm, pulling her off camera as Herbie looks a bit bewildered.

Herbie: Well there you have it! Emma Mac getting ready for her match later tonight with Starla McCloud! And now a huge tag team match signed at Breaking Point! Let’s send it back into the arena!





CCM: So far, Unstoppable has been great!

Sophie: Great is a matter of one's personal definition, I think Unstoppable is one of the GREATEST shows the FFW has produced.

CCM: No doubt there, let's continue with the next match.

Ben: The follow contest is for the Number One Contender for the Femme Fatale Wrestling Championship. Introducing first, accompanied by Eddie McGruffin and Alex Adonis, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing 132 pounds, Starla McCloud!

As "Bad Things" by Jace Everett starts, Starla emerges from the backstage area as the line “When you came in the air went out” is sung. Pausing momentarily to stare into the crowd she heads towards the ring, playfully teasing the male fans as she walks down the aisle.

Climbing the ring steps she will turn on the top step to face outwards, arching her back against the ring post and running her hand down the curves of her body, before quickly turning and stepping through the ring ropes.

CCM: And one of the members of the Power Trip makes her way into the ring, awaiting Emma to make her appearance.

Ben: And her opponent, accompanied by Liam Alexander, Glascow Scotland, weighing 134 pounds, Emma MacNamara!

Blue and purple lights bathe the arena as the opening of "Welcome to my truth" start to play over the speakers.

"Sentimental days in a misty, clouded haze
of a memory that now feels untrue.
I used to feel disguised, now I leave the mask behind;
Painting pictures that aren't so blue.
The pages I've turned are the lessons I've learned."

Emma MacNamara appears on the stage, and does a couple of pins so that she stops in the middle of the stage. Walking towards the end of the stage, Liam Alexander appears from behind the curtain.

"somebody bring up the lights I want you to see!
(Don't you feel sorry for me)
My life turned around, but I'm still living my dream!
(Yes it's true that I've been)
Through it all, I've hit about a million walls!
Welcome to my truth, I still love.
Welcome to my truth, I still love."

With the song having gathered pace, Emma gives Liam a quick kiss on the cheek before heading down the ramp, interacting with some of the fans as she goes, with Liam just behind her.

"Tangled in a web, with a pain hard to forget;
That was a time that I've now put to rest.
Oh, the pages I've turned are the lessons I've learned!"

At the bottom of the ramp, Emma pulls herself onto the ring apron, and leans down again to give Liam a kiss before getting into the ring. Settling in her corner, she looks around with a rather large grin as the music fades. No sooner after the bell is rang, Emma charges at Starla without hesitation. Melinda Davis almost got hit as Emma gets hit with a quick elbow in the face.

CCM: And the match is underway!

Sophie: Let's see if this match makes me have interest.

Starla hits Emma with a palm strike to the face, and Emma hits her back with her own fist, connecting with a punch. Both women continue to punch each other until Starla head butts Emma, knocking her down to the mat. She walks over to Emma's head and pulls her by the hair to the middle of the ring, which causes Melinda to break it up. Starla stares at Melinda then flips her hair and walks towards Emma's legs and applies a figure four leg lock. Melinda moves towards Emma and looks around as she screams in pain.

CCM: Emma's in a bad spot, if she doesn't break out of that figure four, she'll have a hard time doing anything.

Sophie: Isn't that the point?

Emma begins to writhe in pain as Starla continues the pressure. She tries to turn over, but Starla turns the other way. Emma rests for a minute and Melinda slides into position.

ONE!

TWO!

TH--NO!

Emma gets her shoulders up before Melinda's hand hits the mat a third time and looks around, and sees she's near the ropes close to the ramp, and begins reaching, but Starla sees this and breaks the hold. Emma grabs her right knee and Starla begins to gloat, making the crowd roar into boos. Emma slowly rises to her feet as Starla continues to taunt the fans with her seemingly perfect body. She sees Emma and runs at her, connecting with a clothesline, then going back to the figure four leg lock. However, shortly after it's applied, Emma turns over and turns the tables on Starla, quickly breaking the hold. Emma slowly rises to her feet, and walks over to Starla, still grabbing her knee. She grabs Starla's chin and sits on her back, applying a camel clutch. However, Melinda's distracted by Adonis, and Starla is tapping out. Emma releases the hold and walks over to Adonis and he gets down off the apron. She turns around in time to get hit by slap to the face that leads into a hair pull, sending Emma hard to the mat.

CCM: The distraction by her husband gave her ample time to counter Emma's offense.

Sophie: What little offense Emma has had so far.

Starla pulls Emma up and makes her stand, then unleashes a bunch of hard kicks, connecting at critical points in the body. Emma falls onto the ropes as Starla begins to taunt again and begins to hit Emma in her right knee, knowing it's weakened. She pulls Emma from the ropes and hits her with a low kick straight into the knee. Emma screams in pain as Starla grows a smirk, enjoying the advantage she has over Emma currently. As she tries to grab Emma again, Emma shoves her back, knocking her into Melinda. Emma charges Starla, but Starla dodges out of the way and Emma hits Melinda right into the corner, knocking her out. Emma looks and sees what just happened as Starla sits at the other corner to rest. Emma looks at Starla and walks over to her. Starla tries to continue her assault on Emma, but Emma counters everything Starla does, eventually knocking her out of the ring.

CCM: Now the bad blood between these two has become worse. Melinda's unconscious in the ring and now they're continuing their fight on the--OOH, Emma hits Starla with a hard right, knocking her down to the padding.
Sophie: Emma looks a little possessed.

CCM: If this keeps up, we'll--MY GOD! EMMA JUST HIT STARLA WITH A VICIOUS CLOTHESLINE!

Emma picks Starla up and sends her into the ring post, then proceeds to repeatedly send Starla's head into the post. After sending her head into the turnbuckle ten times, Emma sends Starla back into the ring. Before she can get into the ring, Adonis blind sides Emma, knocking her off the apron. He picks her up and sends her into the post, then sends her back into the ring. Emma slowly rises to her feet and sees Starla still on the ground. As she walks over towards Starla, Starla surprises Emma and rolls her up and grabs her pants. Adonis walks over to Melinda and shakes her, making her slowly recover. Melinda gets her feet and sees the pin and slowly gets into position.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE--SO CLOSE!

Melinda looks and sees Emma's foot is between the ropes and orders Starla to break the pin. Starla releases the pin and shows evident frustration, getting up and walking over to Emma once again.

CCM: Emma may have saved herself with a lucky foot position.

Sophie: Maybe, maybe not.

Starla walks over to Emma and Emma begins to counter and hits Starla with a DDT, Emma gets up and applies a camel clutch and Starla begins to scream in pain. Emma releases the hold and grabs Starla's legs and applies a Boston crab. Emma releases the hold as well and picks Starla up and hits her with a snap suplex. Without stopping for rest, Emma grabs Starla and kicks her into the midsection and then runs towards the ropes and hits her with a bulldog.

CCM: Emma's on the offen--WHOA! Emma has performed a somersault face lock on Starla, and she's now screaming in pain!

Sophie: Starla will have to worry about her good looks being rearranged if this keeps up!

Melinda looks at the hold as Starla begins reaching for the ropes. She grabs the bottom rope and Melinda orders Emma to break the hold. Emma releases the hold and pulls Starla away from the ropes and picks her up, and hits her with a tornado DDT, which makes Starla sit up then fall back down. Emma walks over to Starla again and begins pulling her arms, but Starla counters and hits Emma in the stomach hard and sends her across the ring, hitting with a dropkick. Both women fall to the ground very exhausted as Melinda looks them over.

CCM: This match has now paid the toll, both women are exhausted, I don't know how much longer either one will be able to keep going.

Sophie: It'll be interesting to see who does what next.

Emma slowly rises to her feet. Adonis grabs her foot while Melinda is looking at Starla. Emma slides out of the ring and hits Adonis hard with a right and slides back into the ring. She walks over to Starla and picks her up and hits her with another snap suplex. She climbs the turnbuckle and performs Clearing the Haze, then immediately goes for the pin as Melinda slides into position.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

"Welcome to My Truth" begins to play as Melinda calls for the bell and raises Emma's hand. Emma grabs her stomach and back and rests on the ropes as Adonis pulls Starla out of the ring.

Ben: here's your winner and the Number One Contender for the Femme Fatale Wrestling Championship, EMMA MACNAMARA!


The Rift Begins

Before the next match begins, "Memory" by Mercy Drive plays as we see Twisted Path once again just coming through the crowd. Traci then grabs a mic as they both enter the ring. Then, Traci speaks to the crowd.
 
Traci: You know, this is a special occassion for everyone here in FFW! Our first ever PPV, and yet, Twisted Path isn't even booked for a god damn match! I don't know what the administration of FFW is doing...but how can you have a PPV without......
 
Victoria then snatches the mic away from Traci.
 
Victoria: Do you even listen to yourself, Traci? You say that it is all about Twisted Path, but yet, you do all the talking! Traci, lets face the facts, I am just sick and tired to be the woman who doesn't even get recognized in the business! Just look at what we have become....laughing stocks!
 
Traci then grabs a mic before speaking.
 
Traci: At least, I don't lose single matches!
 
Victoria: That is because you never been in a single match in FFW, and if you think you are so damn good, Traci, why don't we put that to the test?
 
Traci: What kind of test?
 
Victoria: A single match with the Elite Goddess of Professional Wrestling! If you think you can handle it....
 
Traci: Oh, I know I can handle it!
 
Victoria: Good, cause you aren't going to get it!
 
Traci: Huh?
 
Victoria: I said it earlier, we have become laughing stocks and it's time to put that to rest! Traci, we need to establish ourselves as a good solid tag team with us not being booked on this show, it shows that FFW doesn't have faith in the path of the twisted! So, lets show them what we are made of!
 
Traci: Ok, I am hoping that this is good news.
 
Victoria: It is, cause me and you are going to do something that is unheard of!
 
Traci: What is that?
 
Victoria: Win matches until we get what we deserve!
 
Traci: And that is?
 
Victoria: You will see soon enough, Traci! But, right now, we will have to wait until we are booked again!
 
Traci: Fair enough, so lets have some fun.
 
Victoria: I agree....fun is cool, but Traci, I will say this! 
 
Traci: Say what?
 
Victoria: Something that will shock the world!
 
Traci: What will that be?
 
Victoria: You will see, soon enough!
 
Victoria then just stares at Traci smiling as she leaves the ring. Traci looks on dumbfounded as we go back to ringside for more wrestling action.


Danielle's Date With Destiny

The video feed cuts in, with the words “Recorded Earlier Today..” at the bottom of the screen. And just like the interview shown earlier in the show with Wendy, we see Michael Meadows sitting in the center of the ring alongside Danielle Arisu, with Gabriel Chance standing behind her like a stone gargoyle. And surrounding them is the Prison of Punishment. The arena itself is empty of virtually everyone, save those three and the cameraman.

Michael: Ladies and gentlemen, this is once again Michael Meadows reporting from inside the structure that my guest at this time will find herself in yet again, the Prison of Punishment! You already know my guest, Danielle Arisu as accompanied by her boyfriend, Gabriel Chance. Thank you for joining me, Miss Arisu!

Danielle looked at Michael.

Danielle: Welcome. I think.

Michael: Danielle, let’s get right to the matter at hand! In a few short hours from right now, you will step inside this structure one more time when you face Wendy House to become the first FFW Ultraviolence Champion! I don’t know of your history in this business as far as being a wrestler goes, but my first question is simple. Have you ever competed in anything like the Prison of Punishment? And whether you have or not, how do you prepare for a match like this?

Danielle: Where the hell does your god awful ability to keep track of your own stories come from, exactly? I’ve never been in the Prison, which you implied I have, and then implied I have not. Make your bloody mind up boy! Anyway. No. I haven’t. I have, however, seen far worse than this. I’m not used to participating in a hardcore environment, but I am used to witnessing it at close range, so I like to think I know what to expect.

Michael seemed to bite his tongue for a moment before continuing.

Michael: I’m sure you would agree that being close to a hardcore environment and being in one are somewhat different things. But with that said, you have proven your propensity for doing what needs to be done in a match of this kind. The last we saw you was at Breaking Point when you defeated Selina in a Street Fight to earn your way into this very match. With that match and experience under your belt, did you learn anything in that match about being in hardcore matches outside of seeing them personally? Would you say Selina pushed you to a limit perhaps you have never been pushed before?

Danielle: I’m a fucking rookie, Michael. Answer that question yourself.

Michael: Alright then I will. Judging from what I saw, you were pushed nearly to your breaking point, no pun intended. And against a woman in Selina whom is somewhat new to hardcore matches, given what I have seen about her as she has been in more technical wrestling matches and tag matches than anything else. So it’s fair to say she’s a rookie to this division as much as you are to this entire sport. Given that knowledge and that you did seemed pushed to nearly your limit, how do you plan to survive inside this Prison with Wendy House? A woman whom loves this kind of match, whom has spent the better part of her career being in matches of this type? Because what took place in that Street Fight...if going by past examples...won’t hold a candle to what kind of brutality that comes about inside this match type. So my question, Danielle, is simple. What do you bring to the table that will allow you to overcome a hardcore wrestling veteran such as Wendy House?

Danielle: Wait, I thought Kara and Razor were the hardcore specialists? At the risk of going down a very well-trodden path, they’re not the same. At the end of the day, I could care less what she has and hasn’t done. Why should I? It’s not my business to care about, the same way it’s not your business to accuse me of being weak.

Michael: You asked me to answer my own question, and I did. Just my opinion. I may very well be wrong. My final question for you is this. Tell me and the wrestling world what makes you better than your opponent tonight. What do you think your strengths are compared to hers?

Danielle: And give away my game plan? You lost the plot or something there Michael? I’m not that daft! I mean, yeah, it would maybe be a smart thing to drop hints, but I don’t do wwell with subtlety. So...you’ll have to wait for the match to find out what I have in mind!

Michael: Fair enough! Thank you for your time, Danielle! I’m sure the world eagerly awaits your date with destiny later tonight here at the Target Center! Now let’s send it back to the live show!

And with that, the video cuts back live.




As the show heads back into the arena, the fans are already buzzing as they realize what match is coming up next. The Prison of Punishment begins lowering from the rafters towards the floor as all eyes are on the huge structure. The Breaking Point announce team can be heard as the cameras watch the Prison being lowered into place.

Mark: Here we go! It’s time for the Ultraviolence Championship to be decided! The Prison of Punishment is lowering around the ring and ringside area. Erica my love, I have seen a lot of these matches in my career. And I’m telling you no one ever leaves the same.

Erica: I heard you refer to it as a walk through hell before, babe. I have watched a couple myself, and I’m inclined to agree with you.

Mark: If you like carnage, this is the match for you! Ben, let’s get this thing underway.

Ben Johns decides to remain at the timekeeper’s table as opposed to getting in the ring to do the introductions for this match.

Ben: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FFW Ultraviolence Championship!! And it will be decided inside the Prison of Punishment!

"Dirty Blue Blooed starts to pound its way out of the  speakers and the lights change t a dull silver, and  smoke rises from the stage. The shapely figure steps out from teh curtain, after a few seconds with her head down, a man just behind her. Looking up, Danielle starts her walk down the ramp, ignoring the fans for the most part. At the bottom, Gabriel finally stops beside her and watches as she climbs up onto the ring apron and rolls in under the bottom rope. Looking around her, she beckons Gabriel to folloow here around the ring to her corner, where she leans against the turnbuckle and awaits the start of the match as the music fades.

Ben: Introducing first, she hails from Las Vegas, Nevada! She weighs in tonight at 127 lbs! Ladies and gentlemen, this is...DANIELLE ARISU!!

As soon as the announcement is made, members of the security team head towards the ring, instructing Gabriel Chance to leave the ringside area. The Silent Striker seems uninterested in doing so as the referee informs him that he has to go.

Mark: We found out recently that Gabriel Chance has been barred from ringside for this match. While I’m all for a level playing field especially after his involvement in the match with Selina at Breaking Point, I’m not quite sure there’s much need for the banning.

Erica: It’s not like he’s going to interfere when there’s a huge cage surrounding the ring. What can he do!

Security finally seem to coerce Gabriel to head back towards the aisle, only after Danielle informs him to do so though.

Wendy House, Wendy House
Small and cute just like a mouse
Can she swing a custard pie?
Yeah she can, in your eye!!
Hey hey, here comes the Wendy House!

Christian Kincaid walks out from behind the entrance curtain, with Wendy House bounding and dancing all around him.

Is she strong? Listen thug!
She's got custard in her blood!
Can she cover up a cunt?
Of course she can, ya little runt!
Hey there, here comes the Wendy House!

She grabs his wrist and drags him down the ramp at a quicker pace than he would probably like, before letting go and flinging herself in the ring.

In the chill of the night
In the middle of a ring
Will she whup some ass?
Of course she can...she's a different class!

Wendy bounces around celebrating nothing in particular until the song finishes!

Wendy House...Wendy House
Friendly Neighborhood Wendy House
By many, she's ignored!
Delilah's poon, her reward!!
Hey hey, here comes the Wendy House!

Ben: And her opponent, she hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada by way of Fort Lauderdale, Florida! She weighs in tonight at 172 lbs! Accompanied by Christian Kincaid, please welcome....WENDY HOUSE!!

Erica: She actually used that little song you wrote as a joke?!

Mark: Seems to be! I have to admit it sounds better put to music.

Mark is heard laughing as he listens to his song. After Wendy steps into the Prison itself, she looks up at the ring and at all the weapons hanging on the wall with glee while the referee steps out, and locks the cage behind him.

As the referee calls for the bell on the outside, Danielle looks down to Wendy on the floor and up to the title hanging just out of reach from the top of the Prison. Wendy casts a gaze onto her from the floor as Danielle runs towards the ropes on the far side, sliding under them to the floor and jerking up the ring apron. Obviously she finds a ladder in quick order, dragging it out and trying to shove it into the ring.

Mark: It’s been said before, it’ll be said again! Danielle Arisu not working by the hour! She’s going after the ladder to get that title right now!

Erica: Pretty smart if you ask me! Why take a beating if you don’t have to!

Danielle gets the ladder into the ring, and begins to ascend the apron only to have Wendy come around the corner, and jerk her down tot he floor. She fires three rights to her jaw before delivering an Irish whip, sending Danielle into the ring steps doubled over as it hit her in the abdomen. Wendy has a wide smile on her face as the fans are solidly behind her. As Danielle begins to back away holding her stomach, Wendy races up behind her and hits a running bulldog, driving Danielle’s head back into the ring steps, causing her to hit the floor.

Erica: Excedrin headache number 47 right there!

Mark: Wendy House has taken control in the early going of this match, no doubt about it.

Danielle was slow to get to her feet as Wendy looked around the weapons hanging from the cage itself, pulling down a hockey stick from the wall. A wide smile on her face, she tapped the floor with it. And as Danielle got to her feet, she turned around. And as Wendy went to swing, Danielle threw a handful of powder right into her face. Blinded, Wendy stopped the attack as Danielle grabbed the stick from her and gave it a swing into her stomach, causing her to crumple to her knees before cracking it over her back.

Erica: I don’t know what kind of powder it was, but it was sure effective.

Mark: No doubt about it, Wendy is in pain and can’t see! That’s a very bad combination in this kind of match. Or any kind of match really.

Delivering two kicks to Wendy’s back, she arched back in pain with the white powder still covering most of her face. Danielle pulled her to her feet, grabbing her by her hair and bouncing her head off the cage wall once and then again. A look of anger in her eyes, she grabbed her once again and began raking her face across the cage wall next.

Mark: Danielle is trying to bust Wendy open with the help of that cage, and the Prison is all too glad to help.

The more she raked her head, the worse the laceration she was getting. Danielle finally jerked her back, as blood began to seep from Wendy’s forehead and cheek where the cage had sliced into her. It was then that Danielle began to throw punches at Wendy, right and left hand strikes like an MMA fighter would throw before tossing her into the ring and sliding in after her.

Erica: It’s amazing this match has gone this long and this is the first time they have both even been in the ring at the same time!

Mark: Danielle was showing her mixed martial arts background, she learned from Gabriel Chance and there aren’t many I would say could teach better on how to bust someone up.

Wendy began to crawl towards the ropes as Danielle pulled the ladder in the ring up, propping it against the ring ropes as she grabbed Wendy by the leg. She rolled her to her back, hooking both legs under her arms and then adjusted a bit before catapulting Wendy into the ladder. Wendy’s body hit the ladder, as she began to slide down slowly to the mat. Danielle wasn’t having that though as she reached into her top and removed a small bicycle chain. Wrapping it around her fist, she grabbed Wendy’s head and began firing that chained fist into the gash on her head over and over again, while the fans were trying to rally Wendy.

Mark: Danielle brought some toys from home, and she’s pin pointing that chain right into Wendy’s bloodied forehead. It’s sadistic but its effective.

And as Wendy fell back to the canvas, Danielle kicked her away and reset the ladder, opening it and placing it in the center of the ring under the title belt. She looked up to it, focused on it and began to climb. She didn’t get but about three steps up before Wendy grabbed her foot. She began to try to shake her off, but Wendy got to her feet and began to climb up behind her. Once more, she tried to shake her off but Wendy got her arms around her waist, and sent Danielle flying with an overhead release German suplex!

Erica: That’s how you do it! Wendy still has some fight left in her!

Mark: A release German suplex off the ladder, Wendy has to gain some kind of control here. It’s been almost all Danielle so far!

Rubbing the blood from her head a bit, Wendy slowly got to her feet before she closed up the ladder, picking it up and holding it longways. As Danielle began to get up, Wendy began spinning in a circle, catching Danielle against the ropes over and over like a whirling dervish with the ladder.

Mark: I’ve never seen anyone give a ladder an airplane spin, but it’s working for Wendy.

Finally she dropped the ladder, and staggered about a bit.

Erica: I think she made herself dizzy.

Danielle lay slumped against the ropes as Wendy got her equilibrium back and rolled under the bottom rope, pulling the ring apron up and removing a small blue sack from beneath the ring. Rolling back in, she moved the ladder out of the way and watched with wonder as she turned the sack over, spilling its contents onto the mat.

Mark: Thumb tacks, thousands and thousands of thumb tacks! I warned you, folks, this won’t be for the weak of heart!

Giggling as she looked down at them, she headed for Danielle, pulling her to her feet and then firing her into the ropes. She grabbed her on the rebound and spun around, delivering a spinebuster as Danielle shrieked in pain when her back touched the mat.

Mark: Danielle Arisu is a human pin cushion!

The camera zoomed in to show Danielle writhing in pain as tacks stuck in her back and on her arms. Wendy pulled her back to her feet, body slamming her into the tacks a second time before she set the ladder back up in the ring. Danielle rolled away from the tacks, her body shaking in pain as she tried to pull some of them out of her. She ended up rolling all the way to the floor as Wendy positioned the ladder in the ring.

Erica: Danielle’s in immense pain on the floor, Wendy has a clear path to the Ultraviolence Championship!

Mark: Wendy House is about ten feet from making history! And these fans in the Target Center are damn sure behind her all the way!!

Fans: LET’S GO, WENDY!! LET’S GO, WENDY!!

Wendy began her ascent towards the title as Danielle slid back into the ring behind her, holding something that wasn’t exactly visible to the cameras. With her back to her opponent, Wendy managed to glance behind her four steps up just in time to see Danielle swing a baseball bat into her ribs, knocking her off the ladder onto the mat in a heap.

Mark: Papi Ortiz couldn’t have swung it better!! And Wendy is in a world of trouble!

Erica: She’s lucky she fell in the other direction of those tacks though!

As Wendy tried to get up, Danielle went for another swing, catching her in the back this time before she tossed the bat down and headed for the ladder. Looking up to the title above her, she glanced back to see where Wendy was and began to climb.

Mark: Danielle’s got this!! She’s not wasting a bit of time!!

The fans got louder in their disapproval as Danielle ascended the ladder, her fingers touching the championship. She moved up another step, trying to reach the ring the title was hanging from. The fans roared their approval for some reason, which became obvious when Wendy was back to her feet, grabbing the ladder and rocking it back and forth!

Erica: Danielle better hold on tight, Wendy’s trying to shake her down!

Danielle gripped the ladder for dear life as she tried to kick at Wendy. The fan favorite finally let go as she began to hit the ropes, trying to knock the ladder over. One shot wobbled it, and another shook it! Danielle began to try to climb back down when Wendy hit a running shoulderblock into the ladder, sending it toppling and Danielle went flying, over the top rope to the floor!

Mark: Wendy couldn’t shake Danielle off the top of the ladder, so she sent her flying! And Danielle hit the floor like a sack of bricks!!

Erica: Wendy needs to reset that ladder and start climbing!! Danielle is out!! This one is over!!

Wendy did indeed set up the ladder, but not near the title. Looking down to the floor where Danielle laid on her back, Wendy began to climb the ladder again. She reached the top of it as the fans roared in unison for her. She giggled and wiped the blood from her face.

Mark: Wendy House is fifteen foot in the air on top of that ladder, the title is behind her and she’s not even looking at it!! I have a bad feeling about this!!

Erica: Wendy’s an idiot, she could have had the match by now!

Mark: I have no idea what she has in mind, but these people are cheering her on!

Danielle was stirring slightly on her stomach now on the floor, part of her body under the ring. And with a wide eyed look on her face, Wendy launched herself off the top of the ladder. Danielle rolled to her back, nipped up to her feet, and swatted Wendy on the way down with a chair!!

Mark: HOLY SHIT, WHERE DID THAT CHAIR COME FROM?!

The viewers at home watched a different camera angle as Danielle pulled a chair from under the ring apron as Wendy was taking flight. The show went back to live action.

Erica: Fucking shit.....

Fans: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!

Mark: A sick and vile and twisted chair shot, Wendy caught every bit of it on the way down!! Swatted down like a fly!! Wendy’s out cold!! And the Prison of Punishment may have just claimed another victim!!

Wendy House lay face down on the mat around ringside as Danielle leaned against the ring apron, holding her ribs a bit as she let the chair hang from her hand. She laid it in the ring, and began to slide into the ring herself. She reset the ladder, dragging it underneath the title as it hung from the top of the cage. And with a survey of her surroundings, she began to climb.

Erica: Wendy hasn’t budged a muscle on the floor. We are going to have a new champion right now!

Christian raced around, trying to pour some cold water onto Wendy to revive her without much in the way of success. The fans also tried to revive her as Danielle continued her ascent.

Mark: Danielle is a few steps away from FFW gold!! And I think this one is damn sure ov--WHAT THE HELL?!

The cameras shot back as they saw Taranis making her way down to the ring. She tried to open the door, jerking the lock as she stared up at Danielle.

Mark: There’s Taranis, all seven feet of her! What’s she doing out here?!

Erica: She was Danielle’s first opponent, and it looks like Taranis may not have forgotten that.

Mark: I think Danielle just spotted her! How can you miss her! I think that woman could block out the sun!!

Taranis began to then kick at the door, trying to break the door open with her foot. The cage door began to warp as she kicked it harder and harder, the lock still not giving way.

Mark: I still want to know why the hell Taranis is out here! If she manages to bust that door in, we’ll find out!!

Danielle screamed at her as the fans were roaring in approval. What she didn’t know was whether the roar was for Taranis...or the fact that when she turned back around, she looked right into the eyes of the bloodied Wendy!

Erica: HOLY FUCK, WENDY GOT BACK UP...AND UP THE LADDER!!

Mark: CHRISTIAN KINCAID MANAGED TO REVIVE WENDY, AND DANIELLE MAY HAVE JUST SEEN HER CAREER FLASH BEFORE HER EYES!!

Danielle’s eyes widened as Wendy socked her in the jaw, hooking her head under her arm and delivering a superplex, throwing Danielle behind her and once more into the tacks!!

Mark: SUPERPLEX OFF THE LADDER, AND WENDY HUNG ON!!

Wendy’s legs had managed to wrap around the rungs of the ladder, allowing her to hold onto it as Danielle went sailing. Taranis continued and finally burst through the door of the cage.

Erica: Taranis has broken into the Prison!!

Wendy reached up above her head, wrapping her hands around the title and freeing it! The referee called for the bell immediately. Wendy sat on top of the ladder, holding it above her head with glee.

Ben: The winner of this match....and NEW FFW ULTRAVIOLENCE CHAMPION....WENDY HOUSE!!!

Wendy was about to climb down when she saw Taranis on the floor around the ring, looking up to her. To say sh was confused to see her was an understatement. She pointed to the title in Wendy’s grasp, saying something to her.

Mark: Wendy House made history! She’s the new FFW Ultraviolence Champion, but if I didn’t know any better, I’d say Taranis just threw her name into the hat for a shot at Wendy’s gold!

Taranis glanced down to Danielle, shaking her head as she headed back out of the Prison while Wendy climbed down. The giant woman stared at the new champion and then to Danielle, a stone faced look adorning her features.

Erica: I think Taranis was looking for Danielle, but Wendy beat her to it! Either way the Ultraviolence Championship division has gotten a lot more interesting!

Mark: Long overdue, Wendy House came to Unstoppable and proved to be every bit of the definition of that word! If Taranis is looking for a shot, I don’t see Wendy being hard to find! There’s an old saying in Vegas, and it applies here! Don’t bet against the House!

As Wendy paraded around like an idiot with her new title in the ring, the show goes to a commercial for the upcoming Breaking Point.

[Adam Grant]

Samantha Knows It All

As Unstoppable returns from the commercial for the next FFW Pay Per View, the Breaking Point broadcast team can be heard as we see Ben Johns heading for the ring.

Mark: It’s been a helluva ride from the opening moment of Unstoppable, but now it’s time to find out who exactly is going to be the flag bearer...the torch bearer for this company! The FFW Championship match is up next! And I know for a fact that--

Mark’s words are cut off by the sounds of “I Can’t Be Tamed” playing over the loudspeakers throughout the Target Center. The fans immediately begin to share their dislike as they see a very angry looking Samantha Star appear at the top of the ramp, stomping towards the ring.

Erica: Doesn’t look like Samantha is ready for the main event just yet. The way she’s walking, I’d say she was pissed off about something.

Mark: To be fair, it doesn’t take much to anger the owner of FFW! One could argue she has a permanent case of PMS.

Jerking the microphone from Ben before he even gets to the ring steps, Samantha steps through the ropes and slashes her hand to signify it was time to cut the music, which it was then cut.

Samantha: You know what? I’ve been sitting in the back all damn night, waiting to find out who the board of investors in MY company have decided should oversee me. I’ve heard all about the title, Director of Executive Oversight! I don’t need oversight then, I don’t now! And here we are ready for the main event where my beautiful and perfect girlfriend is about to bitchslap Kitty Stryfe into next week, and still we have nothing! Well I’m fucking tired of waiting to find out!

Mark: Well she does have a point, I’ve been waiting to find out myself.

Erica: Doesn’t seem like we will have to wait a great deal longer then.

Samantha: Now with that said, I already know who it is. I’m not stupid. I saw that woman at Breaking Point. I saw the video someone who’s about to be out of a job posted on the FFW website! And if they think I don’t know who that is, then they are about as stupid as you people here look, which is pretty fucking stupid! I know that woman! I know exactly who it is! And if she’s the new Director of Executive Oversight, I’m telling her to bring herself down to this ring right now and I’ll give her something to oversee!

Erica: Not often you see a CEO call out a member of their board on live television!

Mark: No kidding!

Samantha: So let’s stop skirting around it, and saying it in whispers. I know she’s back there, I saw her earlier today! Anastasia fucking Baldwin, get the fuck out here right now!

The lights darken and “If You Seek Amy” by Britney Spears begins to sound over the loud speakers and as the fans go crazy knowing what that means. With red hair, tattoo and all, through the flashing light and stage effects, the fans can see Anastasia Baldwin, dressed to impress as she always did or does. She kept a cold stare on Samantha in the ring and came down the ramp as her music played and as the crowd went absolutely wild.

Erica: Wow, these fans love her. It’s Anastasia Baldwin and, well, Samantha doesn’t look too happy about it!

Ana walked up the ring steps methodically, narrowing her eyes looking at Samantha and all of the fans in the arena could see it, even through the blaring lights and loud music. Then, Anastasia entered the ring. As the lights came back up, Samantha locked eyes with the woman in front of her, and judging by the reaction, some of the fans began to notice something.

Mark: I haven’t seen Anastasia in months...and hang on a second. There’s something wrong here.

Samantha: Now let me tell you something, Ana! I don’t give a damn about what you have done in the past! And I don’t give a damn if the board of investors hired you to overlook me and make sure I did the “right” things! Because the fact is, just like this company, I own you too! You may not work for me, but you’ll damn sure listen to me! What I want you to do right now is tell the board that you are taking the job to ENSURE I get what I want as it relates to FFW! You are taking the job to make sure all the important things are done. Like if I want a cup of coffee. Or Amy needs someone to carry her bags! These are the things you will be overseeing. Is that clear?

Erica: Um...why is Ana’s tattoo peeling?

Mark: I don’t know, why is her hair coming off?

Ana: OHMYFUCKINGGOSH! *Clears throat* You low-life low-class bitch! You want me to do what you want. You wish I’d carry your bags or get you a cup of coffee.

She snorted.

Ana: You can bet your cheat dye-job that NOTHING is clear but the f-fact that the one and only Anastasia Baldwin is in FFW once and for all to do what she always does: what she wants to do. I’m here to do a job, Samantha, but, if anyone is the boss of this company, golly gee, its me!

Samantha’s face showed great anger as she reached up, grabbing Ana by the hair and jerking her forward, though her hair was the only thing that moved.

Mark: WHAT THE HELL?!

Samantha looked down at her hand, holding the red wig in it as she looked back to the woman that was once under that wig.

Erica: That’s not Ana.....THAT’S HOLLY STAR!!

With the crowd in some shock, it was then that Samantha and Holly both cracked up in the ring. Bent over double, Samantha cackled as the crowd roared its disapproval of what had just happened.

Mark: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? WAS THIS A SETUP?!

Holly fell onto her back, rolling around with laughter, bouncing around on the mat as Samantha bent over. She stopped laughing and crawled over to Samantha, hugging her from around the waist and burying her head in Samantha’s lap with laughter. She had no plans of letting go. As Samantha, still laughing, pushed Holly away, Holly hugged Samantha as the two jumped up and down laughing, before Samantha realized that she was touching Holly and gained a fair distance.

Holly: I LOVE YOU, SAMANTHA! I’M YOUR BIGGEST FAN!

Holly leaned in and gave Samantha a forced sloppy kiss on the boss’s lip/cheek area as the boss sought to avoid it. Holly got down onto her knees.

Holly: OHMYGOSH! YOU’RE THE SMARTEST AND MOST INTELLIGENT AND TALLEST AND MOSTBEAUTIFULISTANDBREASTEST BOSS EVER!

Holly began clapping for Samantha’s plot, uncontrollably. Samantha took a few steps back, looking down at Holly for a moment.

Erica: Holly’s fucking nuts....I think Samantha sees it too!

Samantha managed to return her attention to the crowd though.

Samantha: Did you really think that was Ana in that video?! DID YOU REALLY?! I’d rather shut this place down than have Anastasia Baldwin show up on any show I run! I planted that video on the website, and you fell for it hook, line, and sinker! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU JUST GOT PUNK’D!

Samantha began laughing again as the crowd roared its discontent.

Mark: What a dirty rotten no good lying bi--

Mark didn’t finish his sentence as the lights blinked out for a second time.

Erica: Don’t tell me it’s another practical joke...

The entire arena was pitch black until the video wall finally sprang to life as we saw the smiling face of Alexander Stryfe appear.

Alexander: Hello there, Samantha! It’s good to see you once again. Allow me to congratulate you on your little joke. I’m sure...someone thought it was funny, even if it was that clearly deranged woman in the ring with you! And while I hope you enjoyed that, I should remind you...and the fans...that what the board wanted...that’s not a joke! It’s not a work or a rib. The board of investors for this company have hired someone, a Director of Executive Oversight! And it is my pleasure to introduce that individual to you. And I promise you it isn’t Anastasia Baldwin, it’s not that woman in the ring with you. It’s not even me.

Erica: I wonder if whoever it is can turn the lights back on!

Alexander: Ladies and gentlemen, allow me the pleasure of introducing the new Director of Executive Oversight for Femme Fatale Wrestling, as appointed by its board of investors!

A hush fell over the arena as the lights remained out until a familiar song began to play. A driving drum beat kicked it off.

I’ve got this feeling deep inside
But what it is I don’t know
My fears then start to change
My mind gets filled with rage
I raise my fist up to the sky
What do you say?

The fear I see when I look into your eyes
Makes me believe I’m
One of a Kind

Green strobe lights came to life over the arena, as the fans in the Target Center erupted!

Mark: It can’t be! It can’t be! This building is shaking!

Erica: It can!! And It is!!

Mark: The board of investors’ new Director of Executive Oversight is--

Alexander: ALICIA!

The lights came back up as Alicia stood at the top of the entrance ramp, a smile on her face as she looked around the arena. The fans roared their approval as her smile turned into a grin. With green streaks in her hair, she looked around and then to the ring. The cameras cut back as Samantha’s jaw dropped.

Mark: Look at Samantha’s face!! I think the owner of FFW just had a bladder evacuation!! Samantha Star was..is...and always has been terrified by that woman right there! Alicia is here at Unstoppable, and I think Samantha may have an aneurysm!!

Alicia raced towards the ring as Samantha began to yell “NO” at the top of her lungs as Alicia slid under the bottom rope and got to her feet. Samantha stomped her feet, screaming at Alicia and then to Holly to get her! Holly took a swing at the Hall of Famer, as Alicia blocked it with her arm. She then planted her with a facebuster. Alicia looked back to Samantha, whom fell backwards in her haste to get away.

Erica: Holly shouldn’t have done that, that was stupid!

Alicia leaned down into Samantha’s face as Samantha yelled at her, only to have Alicia let out a patented scream of her own, which made Samantha roll under the bottom rope to the floor.

Mark: Samantha Star just looked into the face of FFW’s future...and it screamed at her!!

Glancing back to Samantha and with the fans cheering her on, Alicia pointed to the top rope and leapt up onto it.

Mark: We haven’t seen one of these in a while, go for it!!

As if she heard him, Alicia launched herself and hit a frog splash onto the downed Holly as the crowd continued to roar.

Mark: That’s exactly what she deserved!! Alicia now has executive oversight for FFW, and Samantha Star’s world will never be the same! Ladies and gentlemen, don’t touch that remote! Coming up next, the FFW Championship!! Alicia’s back, and I can’t wait...can not wait to hear what she has in store for this company!!

Erica: I love Alicia!! i think Minneapolis does too!

Alicia grinned from ear to ear with the fans roaring in approval as the show went to commercial for the upcoming Velocity.




The live crowd inside the arena is buzzing as the main event draws near. The arena darkens as spotlights circle the crowd, as they await the final match. The ring announcer climbs through the ropes and the spotlight falls on him.

Mark: This is the one we’ve been waiting for! Since FFW opened its doors on June 5, everything has been about this match right here!

Erica: The FFW Championship is the most prestigious prize in the company, no doubt about that.

The camera zooms in on the golden championship as it sits on the timekeeper’s table, awaiting its new owner.

Mark: What a gorgeous title it is too! The Femme for All ends here and now! And I can’t wait! Ben, let’s light it up!

The camera returns to the ring as Ben begins.

Ben: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the final match of the Femme for All tournament, and it is for the FFW Championship!! This match is the main event of the evening! And I’ve been informed that there has been a special guest referee added to this contest!

Mark: What?! A special guest referee? When did that come down?

Erica: You mean you didn’t know, baby?

Mark: Not at all! I’m as surprised by this as the fans here. I’m rather curious as to who appointed this special guest referee tonight. I hope it’s not Samantha.

Erica: I doubt she could be totally impartial. As a matter of fact, I’m sure of it!

Ben: Introducing the special guest referee for this contest......

Pink lasers bathe the entrance as the figure of a woman appears beneath the lights. As "Miss Murder" by AFI plays, that figure appears into the spotlight as Tiffany. With a meter stick in her hand, she pops it against her hand as she looks around the arena, soaking in the adoration of the crowd. Rolling her head a bit and loosening up, she heads for the ring. Climbing up onto the apron, she turns her back to the ring, grabbing the ropes with both hands and flipping over the top rope into the ring. Hopping onto the turnbuckle, the fans continue to cheer relentlessly as she breaks the meter stick and hops back down onto the mat, waiting for the bell as she pivots off one foot onto the other.

Mark: So that’s why she was here!! The special guest referee for the FFW Championship is a legend in the business! Tiffany will be in charge of the action, and things just damn sure got a lot more intriguing!

Erica: No kidding, Amy was supposed to have her last match with Tiffany earlier this year, and much like the one before her, she didn’t keep her promise! I am pretty sure Samantha did not pick Tiffany for this job!

Mark: I think you’re right! It either has to be Cody....or our Director of Executive Oversight, Alicia! Either way, Kaitlynn Stryfe may have just gotten the inside track. I’m not sure Tiffany can be impartial in this match.

“On to the Next One” by Jay-Z resounds through the venue as the lights shut off and, immediately, a black and white flickering strobe light cuts in. “I got a million ways to get it. Choose one. Hey, bring it. Double your money and make a stack.”

The Killer Blonde and Black Widow of FFW struts onto the stage with her arms extended. She twirls around on her toes and comes to a stop, facing forward as she pulls her arms in toward her chests and explodes them outward in a nail-drying pose as silver glitter shoots out of the entrance set-up and out to her sides.

With a smirk on her face, Amy continues down to the ring, ignoring the crowd’s advances of hatred or high regard as she walks around the ring and lifts herself up onto the apron, posing before climbing over the center rope and proceeding to one of the turnbuckles and standing on the second rope posing before sitting on the top rope and casually lounging out in disregard for her competition as she cavalierly perfects her nails.

Ben: Introducing first, she hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! She is a member of the EWC Hall of Fame, and is one of the most decorated females in the history of the business! Ladies and gentlemen, this is....’THE KILLER BLONDE’ AMY!!

Tiffany’s face is cold and solemn as she and Amy lock eyes. Tiffany waves to her as she rolls her head a bit, adjusting her referee top.

Mark: If looks could kill, Tiffany would be in intensive care right now! Amy’s face tells the tale, she’s not even remotely happy about this latest development.

Erica: Can’t say as I blame her!

The lights fade to a pale pink, and the screen comes to life with heavy static, showing a silhouette of a woman moving slowly towards the foreground. Driving guitar and heavy drums kick to life over the speakers, and the screen shifts, the image melting away as though doused in acid. Images flash, showing a dark haired woman dominating both men and women in the wrestling ring.

Kitty steps out at the top of the ramp, and raises her arms in the air as a series of pink pryos explode along the ramp, following her down to the ring as she sprints there before diving beneath the ropes. She immediately pops to her feet and jumps up on the turnbuckles in the corner, pumping her fist in the air to a huge crowd pop.

Ben: And her opponent, she hails from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada! She was the final Sirens Champion in EWC history! And tonight, she challenges for her first championship in FFW! Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome....KAITLYNN STRYFE!!

Mark: The stakes don’t get any higher than this! These two have a rather odd history, given that this little rivalry began over some remarks made on Twitter by Amy towards Kitty’s husband, Alexander Stryfe. And it’s only escalated, spilling off camera to on camera quickly.

Erica: Well tonight, they can tweet all they want, but this time, they also have to back it up. Some were surprised one or both made it this far, but they earned it and here we are.

Tiffany called for the bell,as she moved back into a neutral corner as Kitty and Amy watched each other from across the ring. Kitty moved first, heading towards the center and inviting Amy to join her. The blonde did just that as she approached, getting into Kitty’s face, with both women beginning to trash talk one another. And from the looks of it, both were getting in some good verbal shots before Amy slapped Kitty across the face. The brunette held her jaw, smirking a bit as she returned fire with a kick to Amy’s jaw! Amy stepped backwards as Kitty grabbed her arm, sending her in for the ride. As the Killer Blonde rebounded, Kitty nailed a leap frog, sending Amy towards the far ropes. And as she came back, Stryfe went for a roundhouse kick but Amy stopped less than a foot shy of Kitty’s heel.

Mark: Amy damn near ran into Kitty’s heel, and it wouldn’t have been a happy union, let me tell you!

Erica: I think Kitty’s just trying to show Amy up now, which can be a mistake.

As Kitty moved her leg to bring her foot back down to the mat, Amy dropped to her knees and delivered a right hand shot to her knee cap, causing her to crumple to the mat as Amy got to her feet. Grabbing that foot, she began to deliver several kicks to Kitty’s knee and thigh muscles with the point of her boot. She then rolled her over to her stomach and began to lift her with that leg and drive it knee first into the mat.

Erica: I told you it was going to be a mistake. She gave Amy the opening.

Mark: And Amy is damn sure taking advantage of it. And our special guest referee is still standing in the neutral corner, she hasn’t budged an inch so far.

Dragging her towards the ropes, she draped Kitty’s leg across the bottom rope before jumping into the air and driving all her body weight down onto Kitty’s knee, pounding it against the mat. She did this twice more before grabbing that leg and then cartwheeling in with it in her hand, causing her to pull it even harder. Amy then tugged Kitty by her bad leg towards the center of the ring, preparing to apply a Sharpshooter. But as she turned her body away from Amy, Kitty managed to use her good leg and shove Amy off of her. Amy went for it again, and once more Kitty managed to shove her off with her other foot. Not losing her focus, Amy headed for Kitty’s head this time, leaning down to grab it as Kitty fired an open hand thrust into Amy’s throat.

Mark: That Sharpshooter was too soon, and Amy finally realized that. Of course, she also realized Kitty can still create offense on her back.

Erica: There’s a joke there, but I’m not touching it.

Amy staggered backwards, coughing as she held her throat. Kitty rolled to her hands and knees, favoring the leg Amy had been working on. It didn’t take long for Amy to recover though, grabbing her hair from behind and pulling her to her feet. As Tiffany moved towards them to tell her to let go of her hair, Kitty used the distraction and delivered a back elbow to the side of Amy’s head, once more staggering her. The final Sirens Champion spun around slowly, and fired a few right hands into her opponent’s head before burying her knee into Amy’s midsection. Doubling over in pain, Kitty hobbled on one leg, hooking her head under her arm and driving her straight south with a DDT!

Erica: This is what you call offense on the fly! You know Kitty is just trying to slow her down to give her time to hopefully get some feeling back into that leg.

Mark: How good is a one legged woman in an ass kicking contest? We’ll find out before we leave the air tonight.

Kitty pulled herself to the ropes, pulling herself to one foot as she leaned against them. Amy was slow to move, but finally did as she began to get up, holding her head. Kaitlynn’s face showed the pain she was in, looking down to her leg as Amy ran at her. But the veteran outsmarted her, ducking under and sending Amy over the top rope with a back body drop, where Amy’s body collided with the floor around ringside. But instead of going out after her, Kitty began to move away from the ropes, rubbing her knee as Amy stirred on the floor.

Mark: In any other case, I’d say not going after Amy is a mistake. But Kitty has to get that knee working, most of any wrestler’s offense comes off their feet and being able to stand on them.

Erica: But while she’s trying to recover, so is Amy on the floor.

Erica was right, as Amy slithered into the ring again, a hand to her back as she looked down at Kitty whom was sitting on the mat. Making a beeline for her, she reached down, grabbing her leg and jerking it, causing Kitty to go to her back. Standing over her, Amy delivered a couple forearms to that bad knee and once more went for a Sharpshooter. And this time, she locked it in! Kitty screamed in pain as Amy began dragging her towards the center of the ring.

Mark: Nowhere to go! Amy finally got that Sharpshooter applied, dead center of the ring!

Tiffany dropped down in front of Kitty, asking her if she wanted to quit as Amy tilted her head back to listen, yelling at Kitty to quit. Shaking her head, Kitty seemed to refuse as Tiffany asked her again and again. To further exacerbate the point, Amy began throwing fists into Kitty’s bad leg as she held the submission hold in. The former Sirens champion screamed in pain as Tiffany was right in her face, asking for the submission.

Mark: Good God, I can hear Kitty screaming in pain! I don’t blame her a bit!

Erica: She’s fading though, watch her.

And once again, Erica was right as Kitty slumped to the mat, her eyes clenched shut as she slowed her movements more and more till she finally wasn’t moving at all. Her body lay limp against the mat as Tiffany asked her again, this time not getting an answer.

Mark: I think....I think Kitty has passed out! Tiffany has to see if her arm drops. If it does it three times, Amy’s accomplished her goal!

She picked it up once, and it dropped immediately. She picked it up a second time, and it dropped immediately. And for the third and final time, she picked it up and it dropped immediately but stopped an inch short of the mat as Kitty came to life again, this time screaming in rage.

Erica: What the fuck!?

With the fans roaring their support towards her, Kitty shook her head as Tiffany asked her again. Placing both her hands on the mat, she began to push up from the mat. Her face changing colors as she pushed herself up higher and higher.

Mark: Impossible!! She’s....she’s trying to break the hold!!

Erica: I’ve never seen anyone do this!!

Her once screams of pain were now in defiance as she pushed herself up a bit higher, and Amy lost her balance, falling forward onto the mat!

Mark: She did it, Kitty just broke the Sharpshooter!! That was amazing!!

Amy didn’t waste a single moment, getting to her feet and leaning down to grab her into the hold again. This time as she leaned in, Kitty reached up, grabbing her and rolling her into a cradle.

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!

THRE----!!!!! BARELY!!

Mark: Amy tried to go to the well one time too many, and she damn near paid for it! This thing was less than a heartbeat from being over!

Erica: And Amy’s pissed!!

The Killer Blonde was livid, getting to her feet and grabbing Kitty’s legs only to have her kick her off and nail her with a kick to the gut. Kitty managed to roll to her feet, hopping on one leg as she swept Amy’s legs from beneath her and grabbed her legs this time. The fans cheered as she hooked them under each arm and fell backwards, causing Amy to catapult towards the corner head first!

Mark: OHH. SHE HIT THE POST!! KITTY’S CATAPULT SENT AMY HEADFIRST INTO THE RING POST!!

Erica: I think Amy’s out on her feet!

The Killer Blonde fell backwards as Kitty was right behind her to attempt a schoolboy roll up, leaning into the pin as Tiffany dropped for the count!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!

THRE--NOOOO!!

Mark: Amy got her shoulder up just in the nick of time!!

Erica: That was stupid close!!

Kitty released the pin, heading for the ropes as she grabbed hold of them to pull herself up. She watched as Amy began to stir slowly on the mat, still holding her head as she got to her feet. Kaitlynn’s eyes never left Amy’s body as she finally rose up. And as the Killer Blonde turned around, she hit the....

Mark: BITCH KICK!! WHERE THE HELL DID SHE FIND THAT?!

Erica: We’re about to have a new champion right now!!

Kitty fell into the cover, hooking Amy’s leg as Tiffany dropped for the count again!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!!

THRE---NO WAY!!

Mark: AMY KICKED OUT OF THE BITCH KICK!?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I’VE NEVER SEEN ANYONE DO THAT!

Erica: Me neither!!

The replay was shown to the television audience, showing Amy barely getting her arm up in time. Then as the show goes back to live action, Kitty holds up three fingers as Tiffany shook her head, holding up two instead. Kitty dragged herself towards the ropes, getting up and using the ropes for support a second time as she waved Amy back to her feet.

Mark: I think she’s going to go for it again!! i swear to you if she hits it again, this thing is all over but the crying!

Erica: Amy doesn’t know where the fuck she is!

Slowly but surely, Amy began to move to her feet. Standing up on wobbly legs, she has her back turned to Kitty as she gets her bearings. And as she turns around, Kitty sets and attacks, going for another superkick. Amy manages to turn in time as Kitty extends her leg. But the Killer Blonde ducks underneath. And as Kitty turns, Amy delivers a kick to the gut and hooks Kitty up, driving her straight south.....

Mark: THE  NOSE JOB!! AMY’S MODIFIED PEDIGREE! AND KITTY JUST HAD HER PEDIGREE CHECKED!!

Erica: WE GOT A NEW CHAMPION!! COVER HER!!

And that’s exactly what Amy did, falling into the cover.

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!

THREEEEEE-HELL NO!!!

Mark: Unbelievable! Un-by God-believable!! Kitty got the shoulder up!! The Nose Job didn’t get the job done!!

Erica: What the fuck are these two on?!

Amy began to crawl towards the ropes, losing her balance more than once as she did so. With the help fo the corner, she got to her feet and leaned against the turnbuckle. Kitty began to stir back to her feet, seeing Amy in the corner before taking two quick steps and going for a Stinger Splash. Amy ducked the contact, instead catching Kitty in midair and dropping her with a...

Mark: SPINEBUSTER!! KITTY WENT FOR A SPLASH, NO WATER IN THE POOL!!

Erica: Amy’s got this!!

ONE!!

TWO!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEE--FUCK ME RUNNING!!

Erica: Kitty kicked out again!!

Mark: You’re damn right, and this match will continue!!

Erica: I think we may be here a while at this rate!!

Mark: What more do they have left?!

The fans began a chant of “This is Awesome!” as they watched. Both women lay on the mat, obviously spent. Amy was first to move, stirring as she began to head for the turnbuckle again. She pulled herself up to her feet, looking behind her and climbing up to the top. Holding the buckle for balance, she looked between her legs at the prone Kitty on the mat.

Mark: Amy is not a high flyer, this is a mistake!! This is a big mistake!!

Erica: What’s she got in mind?!

Mark: I’m telling you it’s a mistake!! I’ve seen it a thousand times!!

With her plainly in sight, Amy rose up with her back to the ring. And with catlike grace, she launched herself into the air, going for a picture perfect moonsault!!

Mark: A MOONSAULT!! AMY WENT FOR A MOONSAULT...AND SHE NAILED IT!! HOLY SHIT!! I WAS WRONG!! AMY HIT THE MOONSAULT, I HAVEN’T SEEN HER DO THAT!!

Erica: NEW CHAMPION!! AND THE FFW CHAMPION IS....

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!! HOLD ON!!

Tiffany rose to her feet, motioning to call for the bell. And as the timekeeper rang it, she looked back and saw Kitty’s leg under the bottom rope.

Mark: NO!! TIFFANY CALLED FOR THE BELL, BUT SHE SEES HER LEG NOW...

Erica: She’s waving it off!!

Tiffany shook her hand, waving off the three count as she pointed out that Kitty’s leg was under the bottom rope.

Mark: Like her or not, that was the right call to make! Tiffany missed her leg under the rope when she made the three count, but it was there!!

Erica: Tiff didn’t see it, but you can damn well bet Amy’s not happy.

Indeed she was not, as Amy got to her feet and began screaming in Tiffany’s face. The Hall of Famer pointed out that her leg was under the rope, and she made a mistake. Amy was having none of it though!

Erica: Tiff’s trying to tell her it was an honest mistake, and it was! She’s called this match remarkably down the middle! But obviously Amy doesn’t see it that way!!

Amy continued to scream and shout into Tiffany’s face, then shoving her backwards a step. Tiffany looked to be getting angrier, but thought better of it as she pointed to her shirt and then told her that the match wasn’t over.

Mark: Amy is reading the referee the riot act! Amy’s livid, she had the title won off the moonsault!!

Erica: Amy needs to forget about Tiffany, the match is still going on and Kaitlynn’s getting up!

Kitty had managed to get back to her feet, still favoring her knee a bit as she stood perched behind Amy. Tiffany pointed behind her, telling Amy to turn around. The Killer Blond finally did, with Kitty nailing a low blow before taking a few steps back!

Mark: She’s setting up for the Last Kiss, I’ve seen this before!!

And as Amy turned, Kitty hit a handspring, going for a Frankensteiner. Amy managed to avoid the contact as Kitty landed on her feet, crying in pain with the impact and damage done to her leg already. Kitty turned to face Amy, whom grabbed her by the neck, raising her up and nailing a double choke Rydeen bomb!!

Erica: What the fuck do you call that?!

Mark: IT’S A RYDEEN BOMB!! I CAN’T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I’VE SEEN ONE!! KITTY GOT PLANTED!! AMY CALLS THAT THE PERFECT 10!!

Erica: I think she’s about to be called something else!!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The fans booed uproariously as Tiffany got to her feet, calling for the bell. The look on her face showed how little she wanted to do it, but took the title from the timekeeper and handed it to Amy.

Ben: The winner of this match....AND NEW FFW CHAMPION.....’THE KILLER BLONDE’ AMY!!!

Mark: You want to talk about a match of the year candidate, here it is!! Amy did it! Love her or not, you know as well as I do that Amy got the job done! Call her the Killer Blonde, but you also have to call her the champion tonight!!

Amy clutched the title against her for a moment, raising it above her head as Samantha Star made her way towards the ring, applauding as she slid into the ring, hugging Amy tightly and holding the title above their heads.

Erica: The mistake earlier in the match apparently only delayed the inevitable! Amy’s packing the top title in FFW! And if her Legendary title run is any indication, this could be a long ride!

Mark: My hats off to Kitty, she put on a helluva fight! But it was Amy’s night to shine! The Killer Blonde is on top of the mountain! What a match, what a night!! New champions crowned, and the fallout begins at Velocity! FFW came to Pay Per View, and it was damn sure...UNSTOPPABLE!!

Erica: Good night from Minneapolis!!

With Samantha celebrating with Amy in the ring, Unstoppable fades off the air.


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The following show would not have been possible without the time, talent, and efforts of those listed below whom helped make it what it is! A special thanks goes out to all the segment writers whom helped make the show even more special! And the most important thanks goes to you, the roster, whom have helped make my dream that is FFW become a reality! Thank you so much!

Chloe vs. IWC, Battle Royal (Amy)
Emma vs. Starla (Matt)
Scarlett vs. Luci (Johni)
FFW Unity Tag Title Four Corners Match, Evolution Title Match, Ashton vs. Beta (John)
Isabella vs. Sinn, Kitty vs. Amy, Wendy vs. Danielle (Mark)

Thank you all! It only gets better from here!