Post by Kai Morgan on Aug 12, 2023 14:50:50 GMT
After the first chorus of “Unbreakable” by Of Mice & Men finishes, we cut to the inside of the new Zion Wrestling Stadium, where streaks of blue and white pyro goes off over a stage lined with fire! The pyro settles, with the lights coming up to reveal a sold out crowd!
Amber Westgate: With just a few weeks to go until Fusion: FallOut! We are back with more amazing action! Welcome…to Friday Night Fusion! I’m Amber Westgate, joined as always by Adam LaRue!
Adam LaRue: It’s gonna be an exciting night of wrestling, Amber! We got—Wait what? She’s coming out right now! But I haven’t even finished my opening spiel yet! So what, I’m just gonna get interrupted by—
The lights go down and then red lights blink on the stage as “Warrior” by Stitched Up Heart begins to play. A spotlight shines on the center of the stage to show Jordan Majors from behind, arms outstretched. She turns around right as the guitar riffs and pumps a fist with a smile across her face. She looks out at the crowd and nods a few times before she begins walking down the ramp with the World Heavyweight Championship strapped to her waist.
Jordan goes around the outside of the ring and grabs a microphone before she reaches the steps. She kneels down and takes a deep breath before she pops a fist against the steps and heads to the apron. She climbs through the ropes and paces the ring as she looks out at the crowd.
Jordan Majors: I don’t think there’s any mystery why I’m out here to start the show. We all know how last week ended. With Kasey Kash and a bootleg version of this-
Jordan gestures to the championship on her waist for a moment and continues on.
Jordan Majors: That he added his own mark to after he came out and distracted me during my match. The moment Foundations of Decay was over, I went to social media and said I wanted us to fight again. A draw wasn’t a fitting end to the match. But Kasey Kash? He became this whiny and insufferable little bitch. He became everything he’s said he never wants to be. That he hates about certain people in this company. Ok, I’ll just say it. He became another Zach Porter.
The crowd reacts in ‘ohhs’ and ‘ahhs’ and Jordan can’t help but crack a but of a smile.
Jordan Majors: The thing is, I expected disappointment. Hell, I was disappointed in a match going 60 minutes without a finish. But Kasey? He’s zoned in on what he sees as my failures and mistakes while ignoring his own out of convenience. Just another old man obsessed with blaming the younger generations for things he can’t control. 60 minutes. No one won. You didn’t ‘pin me.’
Jordan raises a hand for air quotes as she says it.
Jordan Majors: You lost to the clock. Which you should be used to by now. Because time hasn’t been all that kind to you as it is from the looks of it. So here’s what we’re going to do. 60 minutes. Again. Right here on Fusion.
The crowd explodes in cheering and Jordan puts a hand out to calm them down.
Jordan Majors: Easy now. I have to hit you with the bad news. My GM and his assistant tell me this has to happen next week.
The cheering dissolves into quiet boos and Jordan laughs and nods.
Jordan Majors: I know. I know. But next week we will get the rematch I know you all want. Hell, I want it. And Kasey can walk himself down to the ring with his little toy belt and at the end of the match he can be the same thing he walked in as. A fake ass champion.
“How I Disappear” begins to play.
Jordan Majors: Oops, I beckoned him with his nickname.
Jordan turns her back and walks to a nearby corner and boosts herself up to sit on the top turnbuckle. Kasey makes his way through the curtain and out to the stage, his championship over his shoulder and microphone in hand. He looks out over the crowd before slowly making his way down the ramp, bringing the microphone up to his lips as he begins to speak.
Kasey Kash: Did you not hear ANYTHING I said last week, Jordan? I mean… probably not. Let's face it. You were out to the count so I can’t REALLY blame you for that part, so let me catch you up to speed, and don’t worry. I’ll keep this bit short and sweet so anyone who was confused about what happened can finally understand.
At this point Kasey is about halfway down the ramp, and he adjusts the championship over his shoulder, continuing to speak
Kasey Kash: Since returning to Zion, nobody has been able to defeat me. Nobody has been able to keep my shoulders pinned to the mat for three seconds, and nobody has been able to make me submit, and that list includes you, Jordan! You weren’t able to keep me down… but I was able to keep you down. Hence, the millisecond difference between me standing there with that belt you have around your waist, and the true championship I have over my shoulder.
Kasey reaches the ring and throws the belt over the top rope, before sliding in under the bottom rope and picking it up again, slinging it back over his shoulder and looking in Jordans general direction.
Kasey Kash: Now did that make enough sense for you? Shit hang on, let me just cover all my bases, and I’ll just dumb it down further for you. Nobody in this company has beaten me since I returned, I had you dead to rights in our match, so this is the real title. Got it? Cool. Alright I’ll see you next week to unify these belts.
With that, Kasey goes to turn and exit the ring already. Jordan just shakes her head and laughs.
Jordan Majors: Are you done already? Was that it? I mean, I knew you’d come stomping out here all high and mighty and pissed with your sad insults. Always the same stuff every week. But was that it, Kasey?
Jordan stays where she is set and leans forward as she speaks into the microphone.
Jordan Majors: You can stay or leave, I really don’t care, but the thing is… I care about facts and feelings when it comes to the results in this ring. The fact is, the match ended. You didn’t accomplish what you think you did. You could have had me dead to rights and tapping out after that bell sounded. Why does it matter? Truth be told, if I did ‘lose’ that match to you by the rules, I would be the first one to acknowledge it. Hell, I would walk over there and shake your hand and congratulate you on your achievement as the first person in Zion to hold the top title on both brands.
Jordan hops off the turnbuckle and walks toward the middle of the ring.
Jordan Majors: You’ve got this opinion of me like some sniveling little brat. Just a bitch keeping you from what you want. But we went to war for a goddamned hour and I respected you enough to come out of that match saying you deserved more than a draw. You? You couldn’t be more different than me. And that’s fine. I’m not standing here knocking the way you are. It’s a little disconcerting to me that my best friend is trying to be neutral while you’re out here wanting to put me in the dirt and I’m trying to show you more respect. I guess maybe I’m not ‘family’ like you are. But you know what? I probably shouldn’t do this.
Jordan takes the belt off of her waist and puts it on the ground in front of her.
Jordan Majors: If you think I’m just all about this championship then you’ve got it twisted. I’m a goddamned fighter, Kasey. You think Foundations of Decay was a miscarriage of justice? Be a fighter. Do it again. Make it right and beat me. I don’t want to hear any of this dead to rights bullshit about the clock. Beat me before the clock runs out. It’s 60 minutes. We didn’t beat it because we’re two stubborn ass people. That’s the truth. I’m telling it to you real. The playground insults? Those were jokes to get you out here. I went to management and I demanded this match for you. So if you can’t give me that, if you can’t give me credit for trying to make right by this, then you really are just looking for someone to blame for that clock hitting zero. But it ain’t me.
Kasey Kash: God will you just SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!
As Kasey yells, he turns back around from his corner to face Jordan, having his back turned to her that whole time.
Kasey Kash: Fuck, cunt. Do you just love the sound of your own voice or something? Dude you just drone on and on and on and on and fucking hell I don’t know how Yenn deals with this shit night after night, cunt. I’m standing, what, fifteen feet from you? And already I’m getting the temptation to blow my fuckin brains out if I have to hear you go on another fucking tangent about how you’re the better person because you want to ‘make this right’
Kasey uses air quotes as he says the last part of the sentence.
Kasey Kash: Because it ain’t about that for you! All you want to do is save face, and it pisses me the fuck off because we BOTH know that YOU should not be fucking standing there as the champion. YOU are the fraudulent champion standing in this ring, and before you say another fucking word about the clock because if I have to hear you talk about that for another five minutes I’m just gonna walk out the ring, we BOTH saw you weren’t kicking out. Those lights in your head were shut the fuck off. Your body wasn’t even running on autopilot because the cockpit was fucking empty!
Kasey scratches the top of his head as he tries to collect his thoughts.
Kasey Kash: Jordan you want to claim that this is about respect for you and I do not fucking believe it for a second, and the fact everyone else here does just proves that you have the wool over their eyes too. Because I know how you work. You, deep down inside of you, are BURNING up because I am the one person you’ve ran into that you could not put down, and the fact you’re stood there with that fucking belt you have is a goddamn disgrace to not only this company but the whole fucking industry!
Kasey begins to pace back and forth in the corner he’s stood in, his eyes focused on Jordan.
Kasey Kash: And as a matter of fact, Jordan. I am fucking outraged that you still stand there and claim that you’re the champion, and that you have the fucking audacity to claim that I am looking for someone to blame because to me all I see when I stand there is a ‘champion’ who’s afraid people will start questioning their legitimacy as a champion because they couldn’t beat the guy who used to be the punching bag. That YOU couldn’t beat me inside sixty minutes… and that is EXACTLY what I’m gonna say. Because, if by some fucking miracle, you manage to find yourself in a similar situation like I’m in. That you are a fraudulent champion who could not get the job done… because THAT is how a champion should be acting.
He takes a half step out of his corner.
Kasey Kash: You shouldn’t be trying to make friends. You shouldn’t be trying to make things right. You should’ve been going on the offensive. Shooting down my claims at a rematch because I couldn’t “get the job done inside sixty”, but you didn’t… and that's what separates people like you and people like me. Because you do not have what it fucking takes to hit the kill shot. You do not have that killer instinct inside of you. You cannot do what you need to do to make sure you stay at the top of the food chain on this brand… and if you can’t see that for yourself?
Kasey scoffs.
Kasey Kash: Then you’re more of a lost hope than I thought you were.
Jordan rolls her eyes at Kasey and shakes her head.
Jordan Majors: I don’t have to respond to half of that bullshit because I’ve proven over and over in the ring that I do have what it takes. But you’re not wrong about the fact that it’s not all about making things right for you. You? I don’t want to be your friend. I hate you honestly. I respect you, but you’re a piece of shit. I don’t understand how you’ve managed to keep some of the friends you do. You treat people like garbage. You remind me of how my mom treated me. And, yeah, she liked to call me a cunt, too. And she’s not even Australian. But no one cares about that. Especially you. I want this rematch because it feels unfinished. I’m not gonna tuck my tail and run from that. There’s no hitting the kill shot in running away from it. This is about satisfaction for me. I won’t be satisfied until it’s over. So next week, we’ll fight and we’ll finish this.
Jordan stands over the World Heavyweight Championship and stares at Kasey.
Jordan Majors: Champions don’t run from fights. They don’t run from the truth either. I didn’t beat you. I have to beat you to make this right for me. You already say you beat me, but until you really beat me, you’re just a paper champion with a toy belt. This should be easy for you, right? What did you say? You were just a millisecond away from being Zion’s first person to be the top champ on both brands. If you just need one more millisecond inside of another 60 minutes, this should be easy for you right? I mean you’re undefeated since you crawled back out of that hole you rehabbed your injuries in. You’re telling me you don’t want that validation? To beat me for real? Or maybe you’re worried about a reality where we do this again and I beat you. What does Kasey Kash have if he’s not undefeated and he doesn’t have a path to potential glory in front of him? Is that what this is about? Is it about what you won’t have when you do lose this match?
Kasey, unphased by the words Jordan was just saying to him, stood with his arms crossed the entire time she spoke, and as she finished he raised the microphone up and began to respond.
Kasey Kash: Here’s what I am telling you, Jordan.
Kasey says, taking another half step forward again, now one full pace out of the corner he was standing.
Kasey Kash: ...the day you can pin my shoulders to the mat for a three… or the day you make me submit… I will give you your flowers. Fuck I’ll give you the credit you deserve… but that day is not here… fuck that day hasn’t happened yet! Let’s touch on what you said about me for a moment though, shall we?
He says, taking another half step forward.
Kasey Kash: Lets talk about how I’m a piece of shit… cunt I’m an unapologetic piece of shit! The reason I still have the friends I do on top of that is they know they’ll get no bullshit when it comes from me, because I keep everything as honest as it needs to be, I don’t blow smoke up their ass like you seem to love to receive. People like me, Jordan…
He takes another half step forwards, inching closer and closer to Jordan.
Kasey Kash: …because I am fucking real. I am the shot of realness that this company needs, and given the shit I just heard you spew… fuck I already know you’re not the champion this roster deserves. You, Jordan… you are not what these people deserve to call champion. You do not have the mindset you need to be to keep yourself up here. I found your weakness and we only had one match! What if someone who’s had a history against you decides that they want a shot against you? Are you gonna be able to do what you need to do to keep your spot at the top of the ladder? Because Jordan… believe me… this shit gets lonely this high up.
And another half step.
Kasey Kash: …I just know you have no fucking desire to do the hard job… you’re happy to sit and coast along with your title reign, Jordan… and I’m gonna take that fucking title and put it on a REAL Worlds Champion.
Jordan puts a hand up and laughs as she waves it off and stops Kasey.
Jordan Majors: Hold up. Coasting? Really? You’re going to go there when you’re standing across from a person you say you’ve already beat. And yet I asked for this match to happen again. If you’ve already beat me and you’re just gonna do it again because I don’t have what it takes, where is the coasting? What do I have to gain from that? I don’t need anything from you, Kasey. You don’t have to ever give me a compliment and you don’t have to ever give me flowers when I beat you. I really don’t care. There isn’t any coasting here. Here’s the thing, Kase…
Jordan steps over the top of the championship and leaves it behind her as she closes the cap between her and Kasey.
Jordan Majors: Maybe you’re right. Maybe I don’t know what it takes because I’ve never been here before. I won this title once and immediately had it taken from me. I didn’t even get the chance. This? This has been my chance. You think it’s already a failure? Great. But man, I’m not going down without given it everything I have. That’s what you’d do anyway. That’s why you were still a millisecond away, right? Yeah, I know you’re tired of that. But I still see myself as climbing that ladder. Still scaling that mountain even with that championship on my back. I’ve always had a chip on my shoulder. You understand it. We both got booted out on the streets right? We were both homeless and had to survive. As much as you just think I’m some dumb cunt you have to deal with, there’s some of what makes you strong in here, too.
Jordan points at Kasey and then points at her own heart.
Jordan Majors: That’s that stubbornness. Too stubborn to just give up. Too stubborn to shut up. I’m not the best in the ring and I know it. Half the people on this roster can probably wrestle circles around me. But from the day they put me in a mask and called me a Luchadora to this moment right now where I’m standing across from someone I wanted to wrestle the day I signed here and, look, it’s over a championship, the thing I’ve always had is that chip on my shoulder. What I learned from that time in the streets is what makes me strong enough to keep scaling my way to the top and stay at the top. Surviving challenge after challenge and overcoming all of it. I might not have the killshot you do, but I have cashed out enough to have a very successful career. I don’t need validation from you for that. But when I beat you, you’ll get validation that you had this all wrong. You never had me figured out. And as long as I’m the World Heavyweight Champion in Zion, you will NEVER hold the real title.
Jordan takes a step back over the title and picks it up. She holds it out toward Kasey and lets him look over it.
Jordan Majors: Take a good look at the real World Heavyweight Championship. Because this is as close as you’re gonna get.
Jordan tosses the belt over her shoulder and walks to the ropes, Kasey on the other hand clearly has more to say.
Kasey Kash: Bitch you must have me fucked up if you think I’m just gonna let you say your last piece and walk away without a response from me.
Jordan stays turned with her back faced towards Kasey, who clearly just doesn’t care at this point, continuing to speak.
Kasey Kash: The fucking world here doesn’t revolve around you. You do not just get to come in and say your piece without trying to walk away and not expecting the other person to respond. I get to stand here and say my piece in response, even if you don’t want to fucking hear it, you stupid cunt!
Kasey now takes a half step towards Jordan as she walks up the ramp with her back towards him and he speaks with more aggression.
Kasey Kash: When I SAY to you that you do not stand a fucking snowballs chance in hell against me, I fucking mean it. Jordan you have to put a bullet through my fuckin head and bury me under six feet of concrete if you want to keep me down. If you can honestly stand in the same ring as me like you were and say to me that you are fine with being the champion with an asterisk next to your title reign, as opposed to Jordan Fucking Majors, the Two Time Worlds Champion, then you are nothing but a strung out little girl with a fucking god complex!
Jordan tosses up two middle fingers behind her as she continues up the ramp, and Kasey just throws the microphone he was holding in her general direction, hitting the ramp behind her as the feedback echoes throughout the arena.
Early in the evening, we see Daria letting her hair down after a workout in a recorded vignette as she was about to head to the showers to get ready for her upcoming tag match with Reina Mendoza and the woman formerly known as Angel Kash, as she was confronted by her.
Daria Dorsey
"Guess fate really does like to deal you a crappy hand sometimes."
She said, with a brief scowl to Angelica. The posh woman stood there with a scoff on her face, almost amused by the statement. As she placed one hand on her hip, as she spoke in a smug confident tone.
ANGELICA MATTHEWS
”Crappy please if anything you should be happy we are teaming together against the Queens of Chaos, see I already beat Lemon one on one, and I can do it again, and again. People can cry about whatever but the fact remains I won tonight we are about to have more success as we put their little group to bed tonight.”
Daria Dorsey
"Look, I don't care about Jessi's friends. The Queens as a whole, I could care less about. Jessi, on the other hand, deserves a proper ass kicking. And the fact I have to rely on you, of all people, isn't exactly my thing."
She said, still with a bit of animosity toward Angel as she was Mayhem's Champion at the time she was champion on Fusion, and Angel won and defended the belt in far more notorious ways than Daria did.
ANGELICA MATTHEWS
”She does, as do the others, they have forgotten what you have done with this brand and what I have done in this company, maybe it's time to remind them no? So this hatred towards me is unnecessary. It takes more than ass kicking to get the message across darling?”
Angel said in the most posh tone possible, clearly she had some sort of a plan. Daria would roll her eyes, obviously not a fan of working with her. However, she would be contractually obligated into doing so.
Daria Dorsey
"Look, as long as you don't weasel out of the fight and make yourself useful, maybe we can make this work. But, we're gonna put some work in. Got it?"
She stated, folding her arms over her chest with a glare at her. Angelica, rolls her eyes as she says.
ANGELICA MATTHEWS
”You have nothing to worry about, the only thing you need to make sure is that you do your part, I do mine, and we will be money. Because, it's time to remind these bitches who truly run Zion and it isn’t the Queens of Chaos.”
OPENING CONTEST: THE QUEENS OF CHAOS VS REINA MENDOZA, ANGELICA MATTHEWS, & DARIA DORSEY
Darrion Hughes: The following Trios contest…is scheduled under Lucha House Rules!
Introducing first…being accompanied to the ring by Evangeline Sinclair…from Austin, Texas…weighing in at 210 lbs…Reina! Mendoza!
Next…from her seasonal residence in Zurich, Switzerland…weighing in at 127 lbs…Angelica! Matthews!
And their partner…from Rochester, New York…weighing in at 152 lbs…Daria! Dorsey!
And their opponents…representing the Queens of Chaos…at a combined weight of 371 lbs…Jessi Ozborne, Alexis Lemon, and Blaze! Darling!
Amber Westgate: The Queens of Chaos walking into what has to be a major advantage!
Adam LaRue: Matthews, Mendoza, and Dorsey may be brought together by their collective hatred of this trio, but they by no means have the connection that the QoC do! Of course they have the advantage here!
Alexis Lemon is easily picked out as the starting competitor for her team! Meanwhile there’s a bit of friction between the opposing team to start off here, with Matthews refusing to get into the ring first against Lemon and arguing with Mendoza about it! Eventually, Dorsey steps in for her team to stop the arguing as she immediately starts off against Lemon with a Collar-and-Elbow! Dorsey’s superior mat skills come into play here, managing to get Lemon to the mat with a Side Headlock Takeover! Lemon tries to lift her legs to get a Headscissor on Dorsey, but she bobs her head out of the way to avoid it! Lemon is still able to take her down however, grabbing her arms instead and bringing her shoulders to the mat with a Crucifix Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Dorsey! The two get to their feet, with Dorsey immediately charging after Lemon as she tries to recover! Lemon sidesteps her, sending her to the ropes before dropping her with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Dorsey stumbles back up to her feet, with Lemon immediately dropping her with a Back Body Drop! Lemon turns around to face Angelica Matthews now, telling her that she’s next! Matthews begins to argue with her from the apron, with this serving as the perfect distraction for Dorsey to get back into this with a Bicycle Knee Strike! Lemon crashes to the mat, with Dorsey dragging her to the corner and tagging in Matthews! Dorsey holds Lemon up, allowing Matthews to unload with a boot to her midsection!
Lemon crawls on the mat, looking to get a tag to one of her QoC sisters! But Matthews doesn’t allow it, pulling Lemon to back before getting her into a tight pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon, but it’s made immediately clear the pin isn’t what Matthews wanted! With Lemon closer in, Matthews is able to pull her to her feet by the hair! She gets her in position, looking for a Tornado DDT! But Lemon pushes her off, sending her back into her corner! Just then, Reina Mendoza gets the tag in on Matthews’ shoulder, just as Lemon reaches over and gets the tag to Ozborne! The two quickly get into the ring, with Ozborne quickly rushing underneath a Lariat attempt from Mendoza to hit the ropes! She comes back, looking for a Running Hurricanrana to the Giantess! But she manages to catch her, looking to toss her to the mat with a Powerbomb! Ozborne escapes however, landing on her feet in front of Mendoza before nailing her with a Knee Strike! She follows up, swiping her with a Spinning Backfist! She hits the ropes now, looking to follow up again! But Dorsey is already there at ringside, swiping at Ozborne’s feet and causing a distraction!
The distraction serves well, as Ozborne turns back around right into a Shoulder Tackle by Mendoza! She sets up while Ozborne is on the mat, hitting the ropes when she gets up and turning her inside out with the Clothesline From Hell! Pin by Mendoza!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Ozborne! Mendoza looks to finish this, getting up and making the tag to Angelica Matthews, who immediately takes to the top rope! Mendoza gets Ozborne in position for the Crash & Burn, with Matthews seemingly preparing to jump her the moment she hits the mat! But Ozborne is able to escape, landing on her feet behind Mendoza before pushing her towards the ropes! Just as that’s happening, Alexis Lemon jumps into action against Angelica Matthews, pushing her off the top rope and to the floor at ringside below! Meanwhile, Mendoza comes back to Ozborne being hit with the Bangarang! Jumping Corkscrew Roundhouse connects! Mendoza falls back against the ropes, the move not entirely knocking her down! Ozborne immediately tags in Blaze Darling, telling her to get after Mendoza! But Darling doesn’t listen, instead seeing something Ozborne didn’t as she hits the ropes and drops onto Daria Dorsey with a Tope Con Hilo as she tries to interfere!
Ozborne goes back after Mendoza, throwing her across the ring with an Irish Whip! Mendoza comes back, looking to catch Ozborne with a Spear! But Ozborne jumps over, with Mendoza instead hitting Angelica Matthews with it as she gets back into the ring! Ozborne throws Mendoza out of the ring, with Darling getting Matthews to her feet and into position before dropping her with a Candyland Destroyer! Front Flip Piledriver connects! Darling once again thinks quickly, rushing over the ropes and nailing a Sliding Dropkick to Evangeline Sinclair’s ankles to keep her from interfering! She pins Matthews!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Reina Mendoza tries to come back in, only for Alexis Lemon to catch her with the Lemondrop!
THREE!!
Darrion Hughes: The winners of this match…The Queens! Of Chaos!
Amber Westgate: What a win by the Queens, and what a performance by Blaze Darling!
Adam LaRue: Blaze Darling followed her instincts better than anyone else in that ring tonight and led her team to a victory! Not to mention leading herself to a pinfall win over yet another World Champion!
Amber Westgate: But it still wasn’t her! It still wasn’t Reina Mendoza! And you gotta imagine that something like that is eating away at Blaze Darling’s conscience!
Adam LaRue: Maybe! For now though, it’s her time to celebrate! She’s earned it!
The Queens celebrate together, with Darling having her hands raised high by both her stablemates as we fade!
Introducing first…being accompanied to the ring by Evangeline Sinclair…from Austin, Texas…weighing in at 210 lbs…Reina! Mendoza!
Next…from her seasonal residence in Zurich, Switzerland…weighing in at 127 lbs…Angelica! Matthews!
And their partner…from Rochester, New York…weighing in at 152 lbs…Daria! Dorsey!
And their opponents…representing the Queens of Chaos…at a combined weight of 371 lbs…Jessi Ozborne, Alexis Lemon, and Blaze! Darling!
Amber Westgate: The Queens of Chaos walking into what has to be a major advantage!
Adam LaRue: Matthews, Mendoza, and Dorsey may be brought together by their collective hatred of this trio, but they by no means have the connection that the QoC do! Of course they have the advantage here!
Alexis Lemon is easily picked out as the starting competitor for her team! Meanwhile there’s a bit of friction between the opposing team to start off here, with Matthews refusing to get into the ring first against Lemon and arguing with Mendoza about it! Eventually, Dorsey steps in for her team to stop the arguing as she immediately starts off against Lemon with a Collar-and-Elbow! Dorsey’s superior mat skills come into play here, managing to get Lemon to the mat with a Side Headlock Takeover! Lemon tries to lift her legs to get a Headscissor on Dorsey, but she bobs her head out of the way to avoid it! Lemon is still able to take her down however, grabbing her arms instead and bringing her shoulders to the mat with a Crucifix Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Dorsey! The two get to their feet, with Dorsey immediately charging after Lemon as she tries to recover! Lemon sidesteps her, sending her to the ropes before dropping her with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Dorsey stumbles back up to her feet, with Lemon immediately dropping her with a Back Body Drop! Lemon turns around to face Angelica Matthews now, telling her that she’s next! Matthews begins to argue with her from the apron, with this serving as the perfect distraction for Dorsey to get back into this with a Bicycle Knee Strike! Lemon crashes to the mat, with Dorsey dragging her to the corner and tagging in Matthews! Dorsey holds Lemon up, allowing Matthews to unload with a boot to her midsection!
Lemon crawls on the mat, looking to get a tag to one of her QoC sisters! But Matthews doesn’t allow it, pulling Lemon to back before getting her into a tight pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon, but it’s made immediately clear the pin isn’t what Matthews wanted! With Lemon closer in, Matthews is able to pull her to her feet by the hair! She gets her in position, looking for a Tornado DDT! But Lemon pushes her off, sending her back into her corner! Just then, Reina Mendoza gets the tag in on Matthews’ shoulder, just as Lemon reaches over and gets the tag to Ozborne! The two quickly get into the ring, with Ozborne quickly rushing underneath a Lariat attempt from Mendoza to hit the ropes! She comes back, looking for a Running Hurricanrana to the Giantess! But she manages to catch her, looking to toss her to the mat with a Powerbomb! Ozborne escapes however, landing on her feet in front of Mendoza before nailing her with a Knee Strike! She follows up, swiping her with a Spinning Backfist! She hits the ropes now, looking to follow up again! But Dorsey is already there at ringside, swiping at Ozborne’s feet and causing a distraction!
The distraction serves well, as Ozborne turns back around right into a Shoulder Tackle by Mendoza! She sets up while Ozborne is on the mat, hitting the ropes when she gets up and turning her inside out with the Clothesline From Hell! Pin by Mendoza!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Ozborne! Mendoza looks to finish this, getting up and making the tag to Angelica Matthews, who immediately takes to the top rope! Mendoza gets Ozborne in position for the Crash & Burn, with Matthews seemingly preparing to jump her the moment she hits the mat! But Ozborne is able to escape, landing on her feet behind Mendoza before pushing her towards the ropes! Just as that’s happening, Alexis Lemon jumps into action against Angelica Matthews, pushing her off the top rope and to the floor at ringside below! Meanwhile, Mendoza comes back to Ozborne being hit with the Bangarang! Jumping Corkscrew Roundhouse connects! Mendoza falls back against the ropes, the move not entirely knocking her down! Ozborne immediately tags in Blaze Darling, telling her to get after Mendoza! But Darling doesn’t listen, instead seeing something Ozborne didn’t as she hits the ropes and drops onto Daria Dorsey with a Tope Con Hilo as she tries to interfere!
Ozborne goes back after Mendoza, throwing her across the ring with an Irish Whip! Mendoza comes back, looking to catch Ozborne with a Spear! But Ozborne jumps over, with Mendoza instead hitting Angelica Matthews with it as she gets back into the ring! Ozborne throws Mendoza out of the ring, with Darling getting Matthews to her feet and into position before dropping her with a Candyland Destroyer! Front Flip Piledriver connects! Darling once again thinks quickly, rushing over the ropes and nailing a Sliding Dropkick to Evangeline Sinclair’s ankles to keep her from interfering! She pins Matthews!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Reina Mendoza tries to come back in, only for Alexis Lemon to catch her with the Lemondrop!
THREE!!
Darrion Hughes: The winners of this match…The Queens! Of Chaos!
Amber Westgate: What a win by the Queens, and what a performance by Blaze Darling!
Adam LaRue: Blaze Darling followed her instincts better than anyone else in that ring tonight and led her team to a victory! Not to mention leading herself to a pinfall win over yet another World Champion!
Amber Westgate: But it still wasn’t her! It still wasn’t Reina Mendoza! And you gotta imagine that something like that is eating away at Blaze Darling’s conscience!
Adam LaRue: Maybe! For now though, it’s her time to celebrate! She’s earned it!
The Queens celebrate together, with Darling having her hands raised high by both her stablemates as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (CANDYLAND DESTROYER)
Backstage, the camera opens on Carmen Lucia “Turbo” Leija standing by the door of a room where her Las Olvidadas partners, Gabriela “Taza” Carbajal and Essie “Sangre” Carbajal, sit in their typical garb of black tactical boots, black tactical pants, black Shieldmaidens t-shirts and their Shieldmaidens kuttes.
Carmen Lucia “Turbo” Leija: Hágame un catorce.
She nods slowly, pointedly.
Carmen Lucia “Turbo” Leija: ¡Cállate la boca!
She raíses her hands to slow down any retort.
Carmen Lucia “Turbo” Leija: Lo sé, lo sé, el Silencio…
She pauses and then signs for the camera.
Carmen Lucia “Turbo” Leija: ¡Sí, hagámoslo!
We cut to the locker room to find Dr. Castiel Talbot standing there with a soft smile on his face with Samuel Lopez standing off to his left, stoic and unmoving as usual. Talbot then clears his throat and pushes his glasses up from the bridge of his nose to over his face.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Ms. Leija… before you and Samuel here do battle, he wishes to respond to what you signed to him just now.
Lopez’s gaze now shifts to the camera and he raises his hands and signs something towards the camera, after finishing he then moves back into the position he was in beforehand.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Now… while Samuel and I are aware that you know what he said in response, Ms. Leija… allow me to inform everyone else who may not understand sign language of the conversation you two just had with one another.
The doctor shifts his weight on his walking cane slightly.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Ms. Leija… you said that you do not ‘play’ like Samuel’s sister, that you are not his enemy but if he wishes to fight then let’s do so.
Talbot smirks softly.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: As for Samuel’s response? He simply states that he must do what is necessary. For in the world we live in, there are no heroes… only monsters. And he? He is a monster.
Lopez then slowly lifts the Jason Voorhees mask he wears to the ring and places it over his face before walking off camera.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: I truly pray for the safety and well being of everyone here on Fusion.
The doctor then turns to follow Lopez as we cut elsewhere.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Ms. Leija… before you and Samuel here do battle, he wishes to respond to what you signed to him just now.
Lopez’s gaze now shifts to the camera and he raises his hands and signs something towards the camera, after finishing he then moves back into the position he was in beforehand.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Now… while Samuel and I are aware that you know what he said in response, Ms. Leija… allow me to inform everyone else who may not understand sign language of the conversation you two just had with one another.
The doctor shifts his weight on his walking cane slightly.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Ms. Leija… you said that you do not ‘play’ like Samuel’s sister, that you are not his enemy but if he wishes to fight then let’s do so.
Talbot smirks softly.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: As for Samuel’s response? He simply states that he must do what is necessary. For in the world we live in, there are no heroes… only monsters. And he? He is a monster.
Lopez then slowly lifts the Jason Voorhees mask he wears to the ring and places it over his face before walking off camera.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: I truly pray for the safety and well being of everyone here on Fusion.
The doctor then turns to follow Lopez as we cut elsewhere.
MATCH #2: SAMUEL LOPEZ VS CARMEN “TURBO” LEIJA
The arena lights eerily dim as Samuel Lopez stares menacingly across the ring at Carmen Leija. The bell rings, and Turbo attempts to start off fast, using her speed advantage to unleash a flurry of punches and kicks. Despite her inexperience and diminutive stature, her relentless determination more than makes up for it and the speed and precision of her melee strikes keep Lopez, for the time being, off balance. Lopez, however, ever the intellect, methodically counters with calculated strikes and impactful moves of his own. He buries a devastating headbutt straight through Turbo’s punch-throwing hands, breaking through it like a wrecking ball and he takes her down with a swift neckbreaker. Turbo's agility and her tenacity both shine through after Lopez pulls her up and measures her against the ropes. She evades a knife-edge chop, but Lopez's merciless nature also shines through as he delivers a spine-jarring spike DDT, hitting so hard, Turbo is suspended on her head for a moment before crumpling to the mat. She isn’t done yet though as she kicks out of a pinfall attempt by Lopez who remains unmoved.
Whilst Lopez continues to be dominant with his power and meticulous approach, Turbo's daredevil spirit soon kicks into high gear as she counters an attempted big boot from Lopez with a picture perfect dropkick to the solar plexus that sends him back a few steps. Turbo quickly ascends the turnbuckle and she soars into the air with the Turbo Boost Best Moonsault Ever that leaves the audience in awe. But Lopez's high pain threshold is evident as he absorbs the impact and retaliates with the Silent Night Clothesline from Hell that nearly turns Turbo inside out but again Turbo shows her resilience by forcing a nearfall from another pin attempt.
As the match intensifies, Turbo finds herself back in the match and is able to execute a handspring back elbow followed by a lightning-fast running hip attack to force Lopez into the corner. Lopez's well-rounded mat wrestling skills come into play though as he expertly counters Turbo's submission attempts, demonstrating his technical mastery. Turbo's determination keeps her in the fight, but Lopez's relentless onslaught continues with powerslams, big boots, and a brutal turnbuckle bomb. The crowd watches in appreciation as Turbo rallies with a Rear Window, showcasing her resourcefulness despite the odds.
Lopez's unyielding nature proves nearly insurmountable. Despite Turbo's incredible aerial abilities, Lopez maintains a punishing pace, wearing her down with various suplexes and punishing strikes. As Turbo attempts to fight back, Lopez capitalizes, locking in the Enjoy the Silence the Anaconda Vice submission. The crowd is on the edge of their seats as Turbo struggles valiantly, but Lopez's unyielding grip tightens and he begins to shake her from side-to-side like a shark with a seal in its mouth. With her energy waning and her small size working against her, Turbo's efforts eventually dwindle, and her consciousness fades, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as Lopez chokes her out.
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match, via submission…Samuel! Lopez!
Amber Westgate: …
Adam LaRue: Amber? You good?
Amber Westgate: …
Adam LaRue: Well, while Amber is trying her best to come down from being freaked out, I’ll just say that Samuel Lopez has been racking up wins in erie fashion! It’s gonna be a tall task to take his man down!
RESULTS: SUBMISSION (ENJOY THE SILENCE)
The somber piano notes of “The Funeral March” play us into the scene, recorded earlier in the day. The camera awakens and we’re in a cemetery. The former but longest reigning Viral Champion, Morgana Summers walks into shot. She’s dressed in all black. A little dress, socks and a pair of boots.She’s going for a short walk. In her hand, she carries a blue handkerchief.
Morgana Summers: Last month, the world mourned the loss of a blue bird, who we lost because of the whims of a powerful, cold, troll of a being that has never really felt human. Poor Larry. The troll didn’t care at all, they just laughed, while millions around the world mourned. Why did they mourn? It was a blue bird that they had grown comfortable around. Sure, the world around him was full of some of the ugliest parts of living but Larry was innocent. Larry was young, Larry was just trying his best! Larry probably had his own goals and dreams if only he’d been allowed to grow old enough, but…
Morgana used the handkerchief to wipe around her eyes.
Morgana Summers: That bluebird can’t sing his song anymore.
Here we are, gathered together tonight and what is in front of me but another blue songbird. An innocent, young creature with time still to grow in the hellscape we call Zion Wrestling. She has so much potential, so much spirit! She even has a dream, a goal in mind. She wishes to become a champion before we all gather seven more times!
Maybe, in her youth and naivete she’s never heard what they say about wishes. Never make them known to anyone, or else they won’t come true!
“The Prettiest Pagan” cackles a bit as her walking comes to a stop.
Morgana Summers: Everybody, I know it’s a surprise, but I hope what you’re wearing is appropriate for a funeral.
She pauses, pointing through the camera lens.
Morgana Summers: Hey you, on the couch! There’s still time! Go change!
…Because tonight? After Melody and I share the ring and her hope, her spirit, and her dream all die at my feet? We mourn the loss of another blue bird.
In front of Morgana, a headstone. There are three things on top of it.
One, a standing framed picture of none other than Melody Slayton. The other stuff Morgana uses gleefully, spraying the picture, blacking out Melody before topping it off with a white X.
The camera lingers on the damage done as Morgana laughs, drawing the scene to a close.
MATCH #3: MORGANA SUMMERS VS MELODY SLAYTON
The bell rings, and Melody wastes no time, charging towards Morgana with explosive energy. She catches Morgana off guard with a lightning-quick dropkick, showcasing her athleticism right from the start. But Morgana swiftly recovers and takes the advantage with a beautifully executed swinging neckbreaker that leaves Melody momentarily dazed.
Morgana seizes the opportunity to fully take control, delivering a punishing series of butterfly backbreakers over and over that target Melody's spine. She pulls Melody into a front face lock, backing into the corner and transitions seamlessly into a tornado DDT, driving Melody's head into the mat with precision. Melody shows her resilience though and fights her way back into the match, stunning Morgana with a stiff European uppercut that rocks her. The back-and-forth nature of the contest continues as Morgana retaliates with a series of devastating kick combinations, showcasing her striking prowess.
As the match progresses, the pace quickens, and both wrestlers begin to deep into their respective repertoires. As Morgana attempts a Samoan Drop, Melody fights out, sliding down behind her and spikes her with her Sonic Rainboom poisonrana that sends shockwaves of excitement through the crowd. But Morgana refuses to be outdone, absorbing the devastating move and staying in the match. Morgana's determination shines through as she battles through the pain, taking down Melody with her Burning Daylight delayed chickenwing facebuster that earns her a nearfall. The momentum continues to shift, with Melody countering Morgana's offense with a series of snapmares and a perfectly executed ankle lock. But Morgana refuses to tap out, summoning her inner strength to escape the hold. She goes onto counter an overzealous This Magic Moment V-Trigger by sliding out of the way and hitting a second Burning Daylight but only gets a nearfall.
As the match nears its conclusion both ladies dig deep. Melody looks to seal the deal with the Glitter Bomb Panama Sunrise but she doesn’t quite get all of it, jarring her ankle as she hops off the second turnbuckle before hitting the piledriver. Morgana defies the odds, managing to kick out just in the nick of time. With a surge of adrenaline, she rallies, countering Melody's next move with astonishing precision. She sets Melody up into the turnbuckle with a corner dropkick before transitioning and nails her with the Hexplex Regal Suplex, bridging into a pin and the referee counts to three, securing the victory.
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Morgana! Summers!
Amber Westgate: Well, that certainly threw a wrench in Slayton’s plans! Nevertheless, Morgana Summers gets a huge win tonight!
Adam LaRue: Look at the look on Slayton’s face, though! She may not be able to achieve her goal of holding a championship by Fusion’s 100th episode, but she looks like she’s about ready to be holding a witch’s head within the next 100 seconds!
Summers celebrates outside of the ring, with Slayton scowling at her as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (HEXPLEX)
We’re treated to footage from Fusion 92, the match between the woman declaring herself to be a Hero, Nao Saegusa, and the man who appointed himself her villain, Samuel Lopez. It was not a good night for a Hero.
Lopez swiftly locks Nao in Enjoy The Silence (Anaconda Vice). Despite Nao's valiant efforts, she succumbs to the eerie pressure, slowly losing consciousness. The referee checks on her, raising her arm to see if she's still in the match, but it falls limp. The crowd's cheers turn to concern as the referee declares Samuel Lopez the victor.
We come in to the sight of Nao Saegusa. She’s seated in a chair somewhere, dressed in casual clothes, a plain T-Shirt and jeans. There’s none of her trademark exuberance and energy apparent in her face or, once she speaks, in her tone.
“That’s the second time someone’s…left me unconscious in the ring. I do not like the feeling. Maybe that’s obvious to say. But I…don’t. It is painful, it is frightening, it is…humiliating.”
She pauses, reaching up to scratch at her cheek.
“I didn’t say anything last Fusion cuz I was dealing with those feelings. They’re a lot, obviously, and with everything that I’ve gone through with him before this I just…needed some time to think. To, uh, decompress or whatever. Focus on the other place I work, where I…also failed in an important match.”
She lets out a sigh, sitting back in her chair.
“I just feel a little tired, you know. Things are hard no matter where I look right now, and I can’t shake the feeling they won’t get any easier.”
She closes her eyes.
“But that’s what a Hero signs up for, isn’t it? The neverending battle, stretching forward for the rest of your life. There will always be losses, more evil to fight. To fight for Justice is to be hit and attacked from all sides, to endure that and keep fighting, until the end.”
She opens her eyes, looking ahead at the camera.
“And this isn’t the end yet. Lopez is a monster. He beat me. He left me unconscious, he made me a victim of his horror movie. But he didn’t kill me. I’m still alive. And if I’m still alive, then I am still going to fight. Because that’s what a Hero would do, isn’t it?”
She stands up, keeping a determined gaze at the camera, at the man or monster she was directing it to.
“And I am a Hero. So my fight goes on. Our fight goes on. You beat me, you took my consciousness away, but I’m alive, Samuel. And so this movie isn’t finished yet. Right now things look dark, the Hero’s been defeated and the monster can do whatever he wants to the world. But there’s still the third act. The Hero is alive, and determined. She won’t be a victim again, and she won’t let the monster do whatever he pleases to others. She knows what she has to do.”
There’s a little twitch up at the edge of her lip, as she holds a hand up.
“Because a Hero always has something still up her sleeve.”
And just as her sleeve starts to fall and show what she speaks of, the feed cuts.
MATCH #4: TAJNIA MUSTAFI VS SHAZZAH NASTY VS SATIVA BISCOTTI
NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP #1 CONTENDERS MATCH
From the opening bell, the match roared to life with Mustafi unleashing a barrage of Strong Style European Uppercuts that sent shockwaves through her opponents. Biscotti wasted no time in showcasing her diverse kicks, seamlessly transitioning from Enzuigiri to Springboard Dropkicks, leaving her rivals dazed and reeling. Meanwhile, Nasty employed her underhanded tactics, utilizing hair-pull Snapmares and crafty submissions to disrupt her opponents' rhythm.
The fast-paced action continued unabated, with each participant seizing moments of dominance. Mustafi's Roundhouse Kicks and Shining Wizard kept the other contenders on their toes, while Biscotti's Swinging Reverse STO and relentless Slap and Kick Barrage had the crowd on their feet. Nasty's aerial assault, including a Moonsault and Diving Crossbody, showcased her cunning agility in the most unexpected moments.
As the climax approached, the ring became a battlefield of wits and athleticism. Mustafi cinched her Dragon Sleeper with body scissors, contorting her adversary's form to the limits, while Nasty capitalized on an opening to apply her Bow and Arrow Submission, tauntingly yanking at her opponent's limbs. In a breathtaking crescendo, Biscotti hits Pheno Grigio (Spinning Heel Kick) with pinpoint accuracy on Mustafi. The impact reverberated throughout the arena, and as the referee's hand slapped the canvas for the count, the victory was sealed. In the midst of the chaos, Nasty made a last-ditch attempt to intervene, but the three-count had already echoed, declaring Biscotti the victor.
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Sativa! Biscotti!
Amber Westgate: Sativa did it! She earns the right to face the National Champion!
Adam LaRue: Yeah, but getting to face Kaitlin Williams is half the battle! She’s one of the toughest out there! Sativa Biscotti is walking into a war next week!
Biscotti celebrates, with Nasty looking as angry as ever as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (PHENO GRIGIO)
MATCH #5: LEGION VS VIXSIN
Legion and VixSin stare at each other after the referee rings the bell to start the match before Legion rushes to VixSin but only gets a huge Running Knee Lift! Right to her face, sending her falling down to the mat! VixSin grabs Legion's hair and pulls her back to her feets and VixSin whips Legion into the corner and VixSin charges in and connects with a Forearm Smash! But Legion ducks under it! VixSin crashes hard into the corner and staggering away from the corner as Legion grabs VixSin from behind and connects with a Russian Leg Sweep! Sending VixSin's head crashes to the mat! Legion grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and Legion sends a huge punch right to VixSin's face before Legion whips VixSin towards the rope and VixSin hits the rope back and Legion connects with Discus Lariat! But VixSin ducks under it and wraps her arm around Legion's waist from behind and VixSin connects with a German Suplex! Sending Legion down to the mat! But Legion pops up to her knees! VixSin grabs Legion's hair and pulls her back to her feets and VixSin kicks right to Legion's midsection making Legion bends over and grabs both of Legion's arms before lifts her up and connects with a Cradle Double Underhook DDT! Spike Legion's head down to the mat! Legion is out! VixSin does not let Legion catch her breath as VixSin grabs Legion's hair again and pulls her back to her feets and whips Legion into the corner and VixSin charges in and connects with a huge Forearm Smash! Right to Legion's face and VixSin drags Legion back to the center of the ring and VixSin carries Legion over her shoulders but Legion counters with series of an elbow to the side of VixSin's head force VixSin to let her go and Legion runs towards the rope and hits the rope but VixSin catches her and VixSin connects with Uranage! Slam Legion down to the mat! And now VixSin goes down to hook both of Legion's legs up for covers! The referee begins to count, only getting to one and a half!
NO! The former Zion Viral Champion kicked out at one and a half seconds! VixSin not going to slow down as she raises back to her feets as she holds Legion's hair and pulls her back to her feets again and sending Legion into the corner and VixSin charges in but Legion counters with sending VixSin over the top rope as she crashes down hard to the concrete floor! Legion follows VixSin to the outside of the ring as Legion grabs VixSin's hair and sends VixSin into the barricade! VixSin's back crashes with the barricade hard before VixSin falls down to the concrete floor again and Legion grabs VixSin's hair and drags VixSin to the announcer table as the referee counts them but now it is 4! But Legion pulls VixSin back to her feets and slams her face right to the announcer table with her rage before Legion sends VixSin back into the ring and Legion follows her back into the ring as the referee stop counts at 7! Legion grabs VixSin's hair again and pulls VixSin back to her feets and Legion sends VixSin into the corner before Legion charges in but VixSin counters with a Running Knee Lift! Legion falls down to the mat and holds her face! As VixSin grabs Legion's hair and pulls her back to her feets but Legion fight back with a kicks hard right to VixSin's midsection force VixSin to let her go as Legion grabs VixSin's arms and pulls her in and Legion connects with a Ripcord Bicycle Knee! Right to VixSin's face! Sending VixSin down to the mat! Legion grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and Legion whips her into the corner and Legion charges in and connects with a Yakuza Kick! Right to VixSin's face before Legion drags VixSin back to the center of the ring but VixSin surprises Legion with her right hand! But Legion catches her and Legion counters with a Backfist! Right to VixSin's face but Legion does not let her fall down as Legion grabs VixSin's arms and pulls VixSin in again and Legion connects with a Ripcord Lariat! Sending VixSin down to the mat! Legion goes to hook VixSin's leg up as the referee begins to count, getting to a two count!
NO! VixSin kicked out at two! Legion on top of VixSin now and raining her fist right to VixSin's face! Before grabs on her hair and Legion pulls VixSin back to her feets and sends her into the corner but VixSin reverses and pulls Legion in and carries Legion over her shoulders and VixSin connects with a Michinoku Driver! Sending Legion down to the mat! VixSin grabs Legion's hair and pulls Legion back to her feets and sends Legion into the corner and VixSin charges in and connects with a Forearm Smash! But nobody is home! VixSin crashes to the corner hard and staggering away from the corner and meets another Backfist! But VixSin is not falling down to the mat! The Queen pulls VixSin in but meets a huge headbutt from VixSin and VixSin turns her over and wraps her arm around Legion's waist and connects with a German Suplex! But Legion lands on her feets safely! VixSin turns around to Legion but meets a Bicycle Kick! But VixSin ducks under it and hits a huge Headbutt to the back of Legion's head, sending Legion falling to her knees! VixSin grabs Legion's arm and pulls Legion back to her feets and VixSin pulls Legion into her and VixSin connects with a Short-Arm Lariat! But Legion ducks under it and Legion grabs VixSin from behind and Legion connects with a Dragon Suplex! But VixSin lands to her feets behind Legion as Legion turns around to her VixSin just quickly grabs her arm and pulls her in and connects with a Short-Arm Lariat! Sending Legion down to the mat! VixSin grabs Legion's hair and pulls Legion back to her feets and whips Legion into the corner and VixSin charges in and connects with a Forearm Smash! And VixSin drags Legion back to the center of the ring and carries over her shoulders and connects with a Michinoku Driver! Sending Legion down to the mat again! VixSin grabs Legion's hair and pulls Legion back to her feets and VixSin wraps her arm around Legion's head and lifts her up into the air and drives her head down to her knees connected with a Death Penalty, Brainbuster dropped onto her knees! Legion completely out of it! VixSin goes to cover the Queen, only getting a two!
NO! Another kicked out by the former Zion Viral Championship! VixSin smirks as she grabs Legion's hair and pulls Legion back to her feets and VixSin turns Legion over and wraps her arms around Legion's head and connects with a Satan's Curse, The Rear Naked Choke! But Legion fights back as she elbow to VixSin's midsection forces VixSin to let her go as Legion runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Legion connects with a Rolling Elbow! Right to VixSin's face! The impact loud throughout the arena as VixSin falls down! Legion grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and Legion whips VixSin into the corner and Legion charges in but meets a boot to her face by VixSin causing Legion staggering away from the corner and VixSin rushes to her but Legion counters with a huge Muay Thai Knee Strike! But VixSin ducks under it and wraps her arm around Legion from behind and connects with a German Suplex! Sending Legion down to the mat! But Legion slowly gets back to her knees VixSin grabs her hair and pulls Legion back to her feete and Legion grabs Legion's arm and pulls her in and carries her in Torture Rack position and VixSin connects with a Hellz Bellz, a K.O.D! But Legion lands to her feets and Legion counters with a Bicycle Knee Strike! Right to VixSin's face making VixSin staggering and standing on her wobbly legs before falling down to her knees and Legion runs towards the rope and hits the rope behind VixSin and connects with a Sliding D! Hits the back of VixSin's head! Sending VixSin down to the mat! Legion will not stop now! Legion grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and Legion connects with Uranage Sideslam! Sending VixSin down to the mat again! Legion grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and Legion locks VixSin's arm in hammerlock position and Legion connects with a Queendom Come, a Hammerlock Back Suplex! And now Legion is looking to put VixSin away as she transitions to her Storytime, a Double Fujiwara Armbar! VixSin is trapped in the center of the ring so far to the rope as she has no arms to reach over here!
Only silence in the ring and the wild from the crowd as VixSin is not going to let a single voice out of her mouth as Legion continues to lock her in Storytime! VixSin tried to crawl as Legion added more pressure on her arms! The Wild Child, The Killer like VixSin not going to show how much her pain now but we all know it too much pain for her arms as Legion continues to locks her arms and it look like she is going to break VixSin's arms now as VixSin tried to crawl to the rope! As the referee checks on her! But VixSin shakes her head as she refuses to give up! As Legion applied more pressure on VixSin's arms but VixSin did not give up as she crawled to the rope and finally she put her foot on the bottom rope! Legion refuses to release the submission holds! As the referee counts 1…2…3…4… finally Legion releases VixSin's arms! Legion sits on her knees and holds her head as she can't put VixSin away from this match! Legion frustration as she stares dead in VixSin and grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and whips VixSin into the corner and Legion charges in and connects with a Yakuza Kick! Right to VixSin's face! And Legion drags VixSin back to the center of the ring and Legion pulls VixSin in and connects with a Uranage! Slams VixSin down to the mat! VixSin lays on the mat and Legion grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and wraps her arm around VixSin's head and lifts VixSin up over her head and Legion spike VixSin's head down to the mat! VixSin is out! Legion grabs VixSin's hair and pulls VixSin back to her feets and kicks to her midsection! But VixSin grabs her leg and releases her leg as quickly grabs Legion's arm and whips Legion to the rope but accident crashes with the referee as the referee falls down to the mat and Legion is stunning before slowly turns around to VixSin but only meets a mist by VixSin as she spits the mist right to Legion's face it blind her now and VixSin carries Legion from behind and connects with a Hellz Bellz, K.O.D sending Legion lands to the mat! And VixSin grabs Legion's hair and pulls Legion back to her feets and hooks both of Legion's arms up and VixSin connects with a Mass Murder, a Lifting Double Underhook Facebuster! Plants Legion to the mat and VixSin flips Legion over and VixSin hooks Legion's legs up! And the referee slowly wakes up and makes the three count!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…VixSin!
Amber Westgate: VixSin once again gets one over on Legion, this time in the form of a pinfall win over the inaugural World Champion!
Adam LaRue: VixSin has been fierce as of late! I don’t think Legion was ready for her this time!
VixSin stands tall as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (MASS MURDER)
The pre-recorded scene opens with ISIS and Maki Megumi at an undisclosed restaurant in the Orlando area. Both women sit across from each other dressed to their absolute best. ISIS raises the glass of champagne to her lips. She takes a sip.
ISIS: “Maki. Last week, fate rewarded you for your loyalty to me. You showed beyond a shadow of a reasonable doubt who the best in the Megumi is. Your sister is a failure. When fate rewarded you to me, I knew we could create something special.”
Maki Megumi: Last week I destroyed that weak ass bitch and I got a spot in the Gateway title match! And that rewarded me when I was loyal to you… my God! You prove to the world that I have worth in myself and last week it paid off for me… I won the match that I deserve to win… and yeah we could create something special
Maki smirks as she turns her head to look at her God look at her with an adorable smile as her eyes show how proud she is of her God and no one used to see Maki Megumi like this before. She shows her loyalty to God and she is not going to disobedient to her.
ISIS: “I’m proud of you. Having you by my side has brought me great joy. My Angel... I must ask something of you. Understand, me asking this of you brings me no joy, Fate always requires us to surrender to its design for the greater good. Your plan is to win the Gateway Championship Tournament. Bring the Gateway Championship home to our collective. Fate has other plans. I must ask that you put aside your ambition to become a singles champion, for now. Concede your spot in the tournament to your God. Fate requires me to be the one. Not you. Understand, My Angel?”
Maki's smile widened after she heard all that ISIS had to say before she nodded as she continued to look at ISIS and give her an adorable smile before looking back at the camera.
Maki Megumi:Yes… Fate told me to give my spot to you… and I want to say that I concede and I give my spot to you because you deserve to win more titles and I'm happy to see that… I'm happy to see your success but only my happiness… my God… I will give you everything you want… just told me and I will hand it to you by myself…
ISIS stands up. She walks over to Maki’s side of the table. She leans forward, kissing Maki on the forehead. Patting her Angel of Destruction on the head she says with great affection.
ISIS: “Good girl. Glad you understand.”
ISIS walks back to her chair. She takes another sip of her wine. The audio of their continued conversation fades out as they continue to talk. With the matter of the Gateway contenders tournament settled, the scene fades to black.
We cut back to the announce table, where Amber Westgate and Adam LaRue look absolutely gobsmacked by what they just witnessed!
Amber Westgate: …Wait…so ISIS just asked for…
Adam LaRue: Yup!
Amber Westgate: And Maki just…
Adam LaRue: Yup!
Amber Westgate: Is that even allowed?!
Adam LaRue: Apparently it is! Let’s take a look at next week and you’ll find out! Next week, opening up Fusion, we have a huge match! These two fought to a time limit draw last time they were in the ring and Fusion General Manager Kai Morgan is not taking any chances on these two blowing through our time slot next week! Therefore, kicking us off, yes KICKING US OFF, will be the long anticipated rematch for the World Championship between Jordan Majors and Kasey Kash!
Amber Westgate: That’s sure to tear the roof off the building, so much so that this match might not even come! After what we heard just a moment ago, it seems to be true! The tournament to crown a new Gateway Champion continues as ISIS, who has had her spot in the tournament granted to her by Maki Megumi, will take on Zara Ivory to see who will go one-on-one against either Link Andrews or Risa Saito to become the new Gateway Champion!
Adam LaRue: After her victory tonight, it’s been made official! This newcomer has been painting the scene green, and she plans to do the same to the National Champion! Sativa Biscotti challenges Kaitlin Williams for the title next week!
Amber Westgate: From one Williams to another in our Main Event! Kimberly Williams got a shocking victory last week over Hana Kaneko! But Kaneko is looking to make sure that it doesn’t happen again! She goes one-on-one against Williams again to top off our show!
MAIN EVENT: ADRIAN HENDERSON VS GIANNA ROJAS ©
VIRAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Darrion Hughes: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Darrion Hughes: And it is for the Zion Wrestling VIRAL! CHAMPIONSHIP!
Introducing first, the challenger…from San Francisco, California…weighing in at 225 lbs…Adrian! Henderson!
And his opponent…from Eureka, California…weighing in at 145 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling VIRAL! CHAMPION!...GIANNA! ROJAS!
Amber Westgate: Gianna Rojas looking to redeem herself for the losses she’s taken over the weeks to prove that she’s a worthy champion as she defends against Adrian Henderson!
Adam LaRue: Gianna Rojas has always been known for her tenacity, and she’s gonna have to have that on full display tonight! She’s been a great Viral Champion, but tonight that either comes to an end, or she rights a wrong by defeating Adrian Henderson!
The bell rings, signaling the commencement of the high-stakes battle for the Zion National Championship. The champion immediately springs into action. She runs at Henderson, ducking his lariat attempt from the challenger before springing off the ropes she launches a lightning-quick hurricanrana that catches Henderson off guard, flipping him over onto his back, the momentum sending him back up to his feet. Rojas seamlessly follows through with a sequence of kicks, each strike executed with calculated precision. She shifts fluidly into a sharp spinning headscissors, leveraging her agility to control the pace. Henderson doesn’t look in pain but he looks slightly dazed thanks to the lucha libre-style offense employed so far by Rojas. She attempts an early pin and the ref counts
One….
But Henderson powers out with ease, rolling back to his feet and catches the champion unawares with a hard discus knee strike. Henderson’s knee strike finds its mark, driving deep into her midsection, rattling her senses. He capitalizes on her disorientation, delivering a series of unrelenting stiff forearm smashes that each find their target on the champion’s neck and jaw area. Rojas manages to absorb the last couple of shots though and steps back, kicking at Henderson’s outstretched with a Yakuza kick before catching him in the midsection with a spinning back kick before pulling him into a front face lock, lifting him and perching his legs on the middle rope and she spikes him with a rope-hung DDT. Despite his penchant for absorbing punishment, Henderson shakes his head from the impact, closing his eyes tight and he rolls out of the ring to get a breather. Rojas though, sensing an opening, sprints across the ring and propels herself over the top rope, crashing into Henderson with her signature Somersault Plancha that brings the crowd to its feet with cheers.
The impact of the plancha is intense, leaving both champion and challenger momentarily dazed. Rojas though is slightly better off and springs back into action. She rolls Henderson back into the ring. But the challenger’s unyielding resolve comes to the surface. He climbs back to his feet and spots Rojas rolling back and takes advantage, running at full speed, showcasing his agility with a textbook dropkick, catching the champion square in the face that sends her down. Henderson keeps up his momentum, grabbing a handful of Rojas’s hair as he yanks her aggressively to her feet and drills her with a skull-crushing snap spike DDT, planting her right on her forehead. Henderson is relentless though and retains his grip on Rojas’s neck in the front face lock, pulling her back up and lifts her up, displaying his impressive core strength, holding aloft before slamming her back down with an impressive Falcon Arrow. He reaches forward and pulls Rojas’s leg in for a cover and the referee’s hand comes down:
One…
Two…
But Rojas shows great resilience to force the nearfall with her shoulder defiantly jerking from the canvas. She rolls over onto her stomach and goes to all fours, trying to regain her composure. She spots Henderson coming back and spins around in a crouched position with a well-timed sweep kick that takes the challenger’s legs out from under him. Rojas continues to rally as she rolls to the side, waiting for Henderson to climb back. She rams a hard kidney punch into him from behind before audaciously leaping up onto his shoulders, drilling him backwards with a scintillating poisonrana, spiking his head into the mat. She transitions into a perfect bow-and-arrow lock, wrenching back on Henderson’s arms and shoulders, whilst stretching his upper body back. He tries to fight through the pain, a slight hint of a grimace on his face and as he scrunches his nose up and bears his teeth in discomfort. The referee is directly in front of him asking if he wants to give up but he emphatically shakes his head. Somehow though, instead of going for the ropes, Henderson utilizes his great ring awareness, breaking one of his arms free, delivering a couple of desperation elbow strikes that force her to relinquish the submission attempt.
Henderson rallies, making his way back to a vertical base, throwing out a hard spinning back kick that buries itself deep into Rojas's midsection Henderson's strikes flow seamlessly, one after another. He hits a step-up enziguri that connects with the back of the champion’s head before cracking her chest with multiple open-hand and ridge-hand strikes before pulling her into a hard running knee lift that lifts the champion off her feet. He quickly moves around, taking the champion’s back with a rear-waist lock and lifts her into the air with ease, throwing her back with a high-angle German suplex that he bridges with great technique. The referee counts:
One….
Two…..
But the champion once again shows her tenacious side by springing her shoulders off the mat as the referee’s hand was coming down. Henderson doesn’t quite look frustrated but his facial expression changes to one of determination. He reaches down to pull Rojas back to her but the champion suddenly grabs the back of his leg and wraps his legs around it, tripping him up and she hooks in a painful kneebar submission which draws an uncharacteristic grunt of pain from her bigger opponent. Henderson thumps his a fist onto the mat in defiance as Rojas showcases her submission skills, transitioning the knee bar into a single leg crab, leaning back and increasing the pressure. After about six seconds, Rojas transitions again, keeping the pressure tight on Henderson’s leg and reaching forward, pulling his neck back as she locks in a STF. She maintains the hold, wrenching back on Henderson’s neck but he grunts through it, shaking his head like a rottweiler so much that he actually breaks Rojas’s grip, forcing the grip she had on the submission hold.
Henderson momentarily favors his leg and neck as Rojas keeps up her attacks, coming off the ropes and nails him with a breathtaking “Rojas Rápida” somersault senton, crashing down upon his chest. The action remains tightly contested as both competitors display resilience. Rojas's fluidity shines through, with another spinning headscissors and the application of the Rocking Horse submission testing Henderson's skills. Henderson responds with determination, escaping Rojas's hold once again. Henderson rallies back to his feet though, his nostrils flaring like an angry bull and he catches Rojas coming in with a jaw-jacking superkick, snapping the champion’s head back violently before grabbing her by the forearm, pulling her and he nearly takes her head off with a brutal “Manifest Destiny” Ripcord Rolling Elbow. Henderson makes an empathic cover, hooking both legs as the referee counts:
One….
Two…
Thre-no!
Henderson can’t believe it as the champion stays in it, managing to squeeze one of her shoulders off the mat at the very last second. Henderson has hands on his head, holding out three fingers to the referee but he holds back two, emphatic that Rojas kicked out. Henderson, sensing he might be on the verge of putting the champion away, forces her into one of the corners and hoists her up. He joins her, the two of them balancing precariously on the top rope. He goes to drill her with Mad Hysteria, his top rope Twisting Northern Lights Bomb, but Rojas is able to fight out of, ramming a couple of desperation strikes to the challenger’s ribs that cause him to reflexively lose control and he falls back with a thud onto the canvas. Rojas though is able to agilely land on the top rope, leaning forward and placing her hand on the turnbuckle pad for balance. She spots Henderson getting back to her and spins 180 degrees through the air with an incredible phoenixrana that receives an insane pop from the crowd. Rojas leans back, trying to pull both Henderson’s legs in but she can only manage one. The referee counts as the crowd chant in unison:
One…..
Two…..
Thr-No!
Henderson uses the momentum from his free leg to kick out right as the referee’s hand was about to count for three. Rojas can’t believe it, both hands resting on the back of her head but she doesn’t waste any time. She nails Henderson with another "Rojas Rápida” and runs off the ropes as he comes to his feet. She spins in the air, launching her feet towards him and she rolls him up with the “Rojas Roll” and the referee counts, seemingly not noticing Henderson’s trailing leg resting on the adjacent bottom rope.
One….
Two….
Three!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling VIRAL! CHAMPION!...GIANNA! ROJAS!
Amber Westgate: Gianna Rojas does it! She secures her sixth defense as Viral Champion!
Adam LaRue: Though under some faulty circumstances! It looks as though the referee didn’t notice Henderson’s foot on the ropes!
Amber Westgate: Well, he’s certainly making sure he knows about it!
Rojas celebrates with her title, all as Henderson tries to get the referee to reverse the decision based off of his foot being on the rope for the pin! The referee tells him that the decision is final before taking their exit, something that incites a rage in Henderson! Unable to control himself, he spikes Rojas with a Big Boot as she turns around from celebrating!
Amber Westgate: What a sore loser!
Adam LaRue: At this point, I don’t think your opinion matters to him!
The crowd boos as Henderson stands over Rojas, yelling down to her about how she isn’t the true champion. He takes a look at his reflection in the front plate of the Viral Championship, picking it up so he can get a better look! He takes a look at the belt, then down at Rojas, then at the belt again! He throws it onto his shoulder, nodding his head as he seemingly comes to terms with an idea!
He leaves the ring, not only leaving Rojas in a heap but without her title as he walks off with it! The crowd continues to boo as Henderson walks through the curtains, having successfully stole Rojas’ title as we fade to black!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Darrion Hughes: And it is for the Zion Wrestling VIRAL! CHAMPIONSHIP!
Introducing first, the challenger…from San Francisco, California…weighing in at 225 lbs…Adrian! Henderson!
And his opponent…from Eureka, California…weighing in at 145 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling VIRAL! CHAMPION!...GIANNA! ROJAS!
Amber Westgate: Gianna Rojas looking to redeem herself for the losses she’s taken over the weeks to prove that she’s a worthy champion as she defends against Adrian Henderson!
Adam LaRue: Gianna Rojas has always been known for her tenacity, and she’s gonna have to have that on full display tonight! She’s been a great Viral Champion, but tonight that either comes to an end, or she rights a wrong by defeating Adrian Henderson!
The bell rings, signaling the commencement of the high-stakes battle for the Zion National Championship. The champion immediately springs into action. She runs at Henderson, ducking his lariat attempt from the challenger before springing off the ropes she launches a lightning-quick hurricanrana that catches Henderson off guard, flipping him over onto his back, the momentum sending him back up to his feet. Rojas seamlessly follows through with a sequence of kicks, each strike executed with calculated precision. She shifts fluidly into a sharp spinning headscissors, leveraging her agility to control the pace. Henderson doesn’t look in pain but he looks slightly dazed thanks to the lucha libre-style offense employed so far by Rojas. She attempts an early pin and the ref counts
One….
But Henderson powers out with ease, rolling back to his feet and catches the champion unawares with a hard discus knee strike. Henderson’s knee strike finds its mark, driving deep into her midsection, rattling her senses. He capitalizes on her disorientation, delivering a series of unrelenting stiff forearm smashes that each find their target on the champion’s neck and jaw area. Rojas manages to absorb the last couple of shots though and steps back, kicking at Henderson’s outstretched with a Yakuza kick before catching him in the midsection with a spinning back kick before pulling him into a front face lock, lifting him and perching his legs on the middle rope and she spikes him with a rope-hung DDT. Despite his penchant for absorbing punishment, Henderson shakes his head from the impact, closing his eyes tight and he rolls out of the ring to get a breather. Rojas though, sensing an opening, sprints across the ring and propels herself over the top rope, crashing into Henderson with her signature Somersault Plancha that brings the crowd to its feet with cheers.
The impact of the plancha is intense, leaving both champion and challenger momentarily dazed. Rojas though is slightly better off and springs back into action. She rolls Henderson back into the ring. But the challenger’s unyielding resolve comes to the surface. He climbs back to his feet and spots Rojas rolling back and takes advantage, running at full speed, showcasing his agility with a textbook dropkick, catching the champion square in the face that sends her down. Henderson keeps up his momentum, grabbing a handful of Rojas’s hair as he yanks her aggressively to her feet and drills her with a skull-crushing snap spike DDT, planting her right on her forehead. Henderson is relentless though and retains his grip on Rojas’s neck in the front face lock, pulling her back up and lifts her up, displaying his impressive core strength, holding aloft before slamming her back down with an impressive Falcon Arrow. He reaches forward and pulls Rojas’s leg in for a cover and the referee’s hand comes down:
One…
Two…
But Rojas shows great resilience to force the nearfall with her shoulder defiantly jerking from the canvas. She rolls over onto her stomach and goes to all fours, trying to regain her composure. She spots Henderson coming back and spins around in a crouched position with a well-timed sweep kick that takes the challenger’s legs out from under him. Rojas continues to rally as she rolls to the side, waiting for Henderson to climb back. She rams a hard kidney punch into him from behind before audaciously leaping up onto his shoulders, drilling him backwards with a scintillating poisonrana, spiking his head into the mat. She transitions into a perfect bow-and-arrow lock, wrenching back on Henderson’s arms and shoulders, whilst stretching his upper body back. He tries to fight through the pain, a slight hint of a grimace on his face and as he scrunches his nose up and bears his teeth in discomfort. The referee is directly in front of him asking if he wants to give up but he emphatically shakes his head. Somehow though, instead of going for the ropes, Henderson utilizes his great ring awareness, breaking one of his arms free, delivering a couple of desperation elbow strikes that force her to relinquish the submission attempt.
Henderson rallies, making his way back to a vertical base, throwing out a hard spinning back kick that buries itself deep into Rojas's midsection Henderson's strikes flow seamlessly, one after another. He hits a step-up enziguri that connects with the back of the champion’s head before cracking her chest with multiple open-hand and ridge-hand strikes before pulling her into a hard running knee lift that lifts the champion off her feet. He quickly moves around, taking the champion’s back with a rear-waist lock and lifts her into the air with ease, throwing her back with a high-angle German suplex that he bridges with great technique. The referee counts:
One….
Two…..
But the champion once again shows her tenacious side by springing her shoulders off the mat as the referee’s hand was coming down. Henderson doesn’t quite look frustrated but his facial expression changes to one of determination. He reaches down to pull Rojas back to her but the champion suddenly grabs the back of his leg and wraps his legs around it, tripping him up and she hooks in a painful kneebar submission which draws an uncharacteristic grunt of pain from her bigger opponent. Henderson thumps his a fist onto the mat in defiance as Rojas showcases her submission skills, transitioning the knee bar into a single leg crab, leaning back and increasing the pressure. After about six seconds, Rojas transitions again, keeping the pressure tight on Henderson’s leg and reaching forward, pulling his neck back as she locks in a STF. She maintains the hold, wrenching back on Henderson’s neck but he grunts through it, shaking his head like a rottweiler so much that he actually breaks Rojas’s grip, forcing the grip she had on the submission hold.
Henderson momentarily favors his leg and neck as Rojas keeps up her attacks, coming off the ropes and nails him with a breathtaking “Rojas Rápida” somersault senton, crashing down upon his chest. The action remains tightly contested as both competitors display resilience. Rojas's fluidity shines through, with another spinning headscissors and the application of the Rocking Horse submission testing Henderson's skills. Henderson responds with determination, escaping Rojas's hold once again. Henderson rallies back to his feet though, his nostrils flaring like an angry bull and he catches Rojas coming in with a jaw-jacking superkick, snapping the champion’s head back violently before grabbing her by the forearm, pulling her and he nearly takes her head off with a brutal “Manifest Destiny” Ripcord Rolling Elbow. Henderson makes an empathic cover, hooking both legs as the referee counts:
One….
Two…
Thre-no!
Henderson can’t believe it as the champion stays in it, managing to squeeze one of her shoulders off the mat at the very last second. Henderson has hands on his head, holding out three fingers to the referee but he holds back two, emphatic that Rojas kicked out. Henderson, sensing he might be on the verge of putting the champion away, forces her into one of the corners and hoists her up. He joins her, the two of them balancing precariously on the top rope. He goes to drill her with Mad Hysteria, his top rope Twisting Northern Lights Bomb, but Rojas is able to fight out of, ramming a couple of desperation strikes to the challenger’s ribs that cause him to reflexively lose control and he falls back with a thud onto the canvas. Rojas though is able to agilely land on the top rope, leaning forward and placing her hand on the turnbuckle pad for balance. She spots Henderson getting back to her and spins 180 degrees through the air with an incredible phoenixrana that receives an insane pop from the crowd. Rojas leans back, trying to pull both Henderson’s legs in but she can only manage one. The referee counts as the crowd chant in unison:
One…..
Two…..
Thr-No!
Henderson uses the momentum from his free leg to kick out right as the referee’s hand was about to count for three. Rojas can’t believe it, both hands resting on the back of her head but she doesn’t waste any time. She nails Henderson with another "Rojas Rápida” and runs off the ropes as he comes to his feet. She spins in the air, launching her feet towards him and she rolls him up with the “Rojas Roll” and the referee counts, seemingly not noticing Henderson’s trailing leg resting on the adjacent bottom rope.
One….
Two….
Three!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling VIRAL! CHAMPION!...GIANNA! ROJAS!
Amber Westgate: Gianna Rojas does it! She secures her sixth defense as Viral Champion!
Adam LaRue: Though under some faulty circumstances! It looks as though the referee didn’t notice Henderson’s foot on the ropes!
Amber Westgate: Well, he’s certainly making sure he knows about it!
Rojas celebrates with her title, all as Henderson tries to get the referee to reverse the decision based off of his foot being on the rope for the pin! The referee tells him that the decision is final before taking their exit, something that incites a rage in Henderson! Unable to control himself, he spikes Rojas with a Big Boot as she turns around from celebrating!
Amber Westgate: What a sore loser!
Adam LaRue: At this point, I don’t think your opinion matters to him!
The crowd boos as Henderson stands over Rojas, yelling down to her about how she isn’t the true champion. He takes a look at his reflection in the front plate of the Viral Championship, picking it up so he can get a better look! He takes a look at the belt, then down at Rojas, then at the belt again! He throws it onto his shoulder, nodding his head as he seemingly comes to terms with an idea!
He leaves the ring, not only leaving Rojas in a heap but without her title as he walks off with it! The crowd continues to boo as Henderson walks through the curtains, having successfully stole Rojas’ title as we fade to black!
RESULT: PINFALL (ROJAS ROLL)
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