Post by WASTELAND on Jan 25, 2024 3:26:39 GMT
Inside the Zion Stadium, an unimpressed and irritated Selene Jackson was standing in the hallway before the opening match where she was set to face off against Abigail Lindsay. Her younger sister/manager was nowhere to be seen, but it didn’t seem too surprising after what had happened on Fusion just a few days prior. Whether Lorelei would be ringside for her sister’s match or not would remain to be seen, however Selene was ready for her match nonetheless.
Selene Jackson: I’m sure my match from Fusion is still fresh on everyone’s mind. I lost thanks to my…concerned little sister. Morgana, that’s the only reason you beat me, so don’t get too big of a head. Things between us are far from over, sweet child. But that brings me to tonight when I face off against Abigail Lindsey.
Selene let out a small chuckle as she brought up the member of The Kingdom. The group didn’t affect her…she wasn’t worried about them in really any capacity. Plus she had done her research, and she knew that they weren’t ones to interfere in each other’s matches when they weren’t needed. It was something she respected since most groups in wrestling didn’t have that mentality anymore.
Selene Jackson: Abigail…I’ve seen you calling yourself the Queen of Wasteland. It’s been rather amusing to me, really. For being the so-called Queen of the show, I sure haven’t seen you around here much, now have I? If anyone were to call themselves Queen of Wasteland, I’d have a better claim to the title than you would…truly, Jenna Sharpe would have the best claim to it out of all of the women that have been on the shows so far.
Selene gave a little shrug as she brought up what Abigail had been calling herself on Twitter. The woman licked her lips before she continued, a little more edge in her voice than before.
Selene Jackson: If you’re going to go around calling yourself the Queen of something then make sure you show up for that something. Wasteland’s been missing you, Abigail, but I won’t tonight. Tonight, I remind you, Morgana, and everyone else why I’m not someone to be fucked with.
With that, Selene turned on her heel to head towards the guerilla area. The match was set to start any time now, and she wanted to make sure that no one had to come looking for her beforehand.
OPENING CONTESTSelene Jackson vs Abigail Lindsay
As the referee signaling bell ring to starting the match Jackson rushes over Lindsey and grabbing Lindsey’s arm and whipping Lindsey to the rope but Lindsey rebound and whipping Jackson into the rope and Lindsey connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! But Jackson ducks underneath and Jackson wrapping her arms around Lindsey’s waists and Jackson connects with a German Suplex! Sending Lindsey down to the mat! Before Jackson grabbing Lindsey’s hair and Jackson pulling Lindsey back up to her feets and Jackson whipping Lindsey into the corner before Jackson charging into the corner and Jackson connects with a Step-up Enzuigiri! Kick right to Lindsey’s head causing Lindsey staggering away from the corner and Jackson running towards the rope and hitting the rope back and Jackson connects with a Lariat! But Lindsey ducks underneath and Lindsey counters with a Spinning Heel Kick! Right to the back of Jackson’s head! Causing Jackson down to her knees! Before Lindsey grabbing Jackson’s hair and pulling Jackson back up to her feets and Lindsey whipping Jackson into the corner before Lindsey charging into the corner but meet a boot from Jackson causing Lindsey stumbling away from the corner! And Jackson rushes over Lindsey and Jackson connects with a Meteora! Sending Lindsey down to the mat! Before Jackson slowly getting back to her feets and grabbing Lindsey’s hair and pulling Lindsey back up to her feets akd Jackson whipping Lindsey into the corner but Lindsey reverses and sending Jackson into the corner and Lindsey charging into the corner and Lindsey connects with a Clotheslines! Bumping Jackson into the corner before Lindsey grabbing Jackson’s hair and dragging Jackson away from the corner and Lindsey running towards the rope and hitting the rope back and Lindsey connects with a Discus Clotheslines! Sending Jackson down to the mat! And Lindsey goes over to the apron while Jackson slowly getting back to her feets and Lindsey using the rope as her springboard and connects with NEW EDEN, A SPRINGBOARD DDT!!!!!! SPIKING JACKSON’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE LINDSEY FLIPPING JACKSON OVER AND GOES COVERS ON TOP OF JACKSON AND HOOKING HER LEG AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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NO! JACKSON KICKOUT AT TWO! LINDSEY CLEARLY SHE ANNOYING OF IT AS HER OPPONENT KICKOUT! Lindsey getting back to her feets and Lindsey grabbing Jackson’s hair and pulling Jackson back up to her feets and Lindsey whipping Jackson to the rope but Jackson rebound and whipping Lindsey into the rope and when Lindsey hitting the rope back and Jackson connects with a Spinebuster! Slamming Lindsey down to the mat! And Jackson grabbing Lindsey’s hair and Jackson pulling Lindsey back up to her feets but Lindsey giving a huge headbutt right to Jackson’s head! Causing Jackson stumbling away from Lindsey and Lindsey counters with a Spinning Heel Kick! But Jackson ducks underneath and Jackson grabbing Lindsey’s arm and turning her around and Jackson kick right to Lindsey’s guts causing Lindsey bending over and Jackson wrapping her arm around Lindsey’s head and Jackson lifting Lindsey over and Jackson connects with a Suplex! Slamming Lindsey down to the mat! Before Jackson grabbing Lindsey’s hair and Jackson pulling Lindsey back up to her feets and Jackson whipping Lindsey into the corner and Jackson charging into the corner but meet a boot right to her face by Lindsey causing Jackson stumbling away from the corner and Lindsey rushes over Jackson and Lindsey connects with a Discus Clotheslines! Sending Jackson down to the mat! Before Lindsey grabbing Jackson’s hair and Lindsey pulling Jackson back up to her feets and Lindsey whipping Jackson towards the rope but Jackson rebound and pulling Lindsey into her and Jackson connects with a Hurricanrana! Sending Lindsey down to the mat! And Lindsey slowly getting back to her feets and Jackson running towards the rope and hitting the rope back and Jackson connects with a Clotheslines From Hell! Sending Lindsey down to the mat! Jackson grabbing Lindsey’s hair and pulling Lindsey back up to her feets and Jackson running towards the rope and hitting the rope back and Jackson connects with EXIT NIGHT, A SPEAR!!!!!! SENDING LINDSEY DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE JACKSON GET COVERS ON TOP OF LINDSEY AND HOOKING HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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NO! LINDSEY KICKOUT AT A TWO! BEFORE JACKSON GETTING BACK TO HER FEETS AND GRABBING LINDSEY’S HAIR AND PULLING LINDSEY BACK UP TO HER FEETS AND JACKSON CONNECTS WITH SAY GOODNIGHT, A SUPERKICK!!!!!!!!! BUT LINDSEY CATCHING HER FEET AND SPUN JACKSON AROUND AND LINDSEY WRAPPING HER ARM AROUND JACKSON’S WAISTS AND LINDSEY CONNECTS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Sending Jackson down to the mat! Before Lindsey grabbing Jackson’s hair and pulling Jackson back up to her feets and Lindsey whipping Jackson into the corner but Jackson rebound and sending Lindsey into the corner before Jackson charging into the corner and connects with a Clotheslines! But Lindsey ducks underneath causing Jackson bumping into the corner before Jackson stumbling away from the corner and Lindsey wrapping her arms around Jackson’s waists and Lindsey connects with a German Suplex! But Jackson landing to her feets and Jackson grabbing Lindsey’s arm and turning Lindsey around and Jackson connects with a Roundhouse Kick! But Lindsey ducks underneath it and Lindsey connects with a Discus Clotheslines! Hitting Jackson from behind! Sending Jackson down to the mat! And Lindsey grabbing Jackson’s hair and pulling Jackson back up to her feets and Lindsey whipping Jackson into the corner but Jackson rebound and whipping Lindsey into the corner before Jackson charging into the corner but meet a boot from Lindsey causing Jackson stumbling away from the corner! And Lindsey rushes over Jackson and Lindsey connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! Sending Jackson down to the mat before Lindsey goes over the apron while Jackson slowly getting back to her feets and Lindsey connects with NEW EDEN!!!!!! SPIKING JACKSON’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! AND LINDSEY NOW HAVE AN OPPORTUNITY SHE CLIMBING OVER THE TOP ROPE WHILE JACKSON SLOWLY GETTING BACK TO HER FEETS AND LINDSEY CONNECTS WITH SERENITY NOW, A SHOOTING STAR DDT!!!!!!!!! SPIKING JACKSON’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE LINDSEY FLIPPING JACKSON OVER AND LINDSEY HOOKING BOTH OF JACKSON’S LEGS UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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THREEEEE…!
WINNER: Abigail Lindsay
Backstage, Sayge was seated upon the stoop of the back exit, as she looked very frustrated with how things have been going on her end. She glared at the camera as it was watching her beating herself up, as Sayge acknowledged them.
Sayge Gonzalez
“I might be alone, outnumbered, and with my back against the wall… The odds have been against me since day one out here.”
Sayge stated with a scowl on her face, as she spoke out.
Sayge Gonzalez
“I'm not sure how I got a shot at the Ascension Championship, since I've been taking Ls for the past couple months without Austin. I shouldn't be here, but, this is an opportunity I can't pass up. I may be up against three other people, but, dammit, I'm gonna take out however many I can! Morgana, Kamila, Lily. Fuck ya life, this is mine to take, and you're not taking it from me.”
She says, storming back into the building, and looking to get this new title.
We cut backstage to find Dietrich and Werner Kühn standing with their arms behind their backs and looking into the camera with serious expressions. Their manager, Heidi Krauss is standing in between them who is also looking into the camera with a devilish grin on her face.
Dietrich Kühn: Kevin Hunter und Jesse Bennett… Reaper Crisis.
Werner Kühn: Also known as the next so-called tag team that shall fall to the one true tag team of Schadenfreude.
Dietrich Kühn: Mr. Hunter, you are the one who has been in the business the longest. Some would say… a veteran of the sport?
Dietrich briefly glances over to Werner who looks back at his younger brother and raises his eyebrow before the two turn their attention back to the camera.
Werner Kühn: Nein. You see, if you were a true veteran of this great sport… then you would know that a true well oiled successful tag team should have no leader. That a true well oiled successful tag team is one equal unit without any hierarchy.
Dietrich nods in agreement with his older brother.
Dietrich Kühn: Mr. Bennett, you are the protégé of the aforementioned Mr. Hunter. A young man who believes he is better than he actually is.
Werner shakes his head.
Werner Kühn: Some would say that Mein Bruder und ich are the same due to the way we carry ourselves. Nein. For we do not BELIEVE we are better than the rest of you… we KNOW we are better than the rest of you.
The Kühn brothers now turn their attention to Krauss who is still smirking wickedly into the camera.
Heidi Krauss: Gentlemen? Tonight… we take pleasure in your misfortune. Es lebe die Schadenfreude!
The visual of the trio then slowly fades as we cut elsewhere.
MATCH TWOSchadenfreude vs Reaper Crisis
Werner started the match for Schadenfreude while Jesse started it for Reaper Crisis. Bennett went at Werner with a running forearm smash, but Werner ducked under it. As Bennett turned around, he was met with an elbow smash that left him dazed. Kuhn took advantage and hit Bennett with a snap DDT, spiking him down hard. Bennett began moving towards his corner to tag Kevin in, but Werner grabbed him, preventing him from making it over. He threw him into the turnbuckles, before tagging in Dietrich. The two hit Jesse with an assisted tilt-a-whirl backbreaker before Werner exited the ring, and Dietrich went for a quick pin.
ONE…!
TW-
Jesse kicked out before the referee could hit the mat for the second time, and it was clear that irritated the other Kuhn a bit. Dietrich pulled Jesse to his feet, hitting a powerful European uppercut on Bennett which sent him down again. He pulled Jesse up again, but before he could capitalize, Bennett was able to get away from him. Being free from the other man’s grip, Bennett hit Dietrich with a snap powerslam. Bennett hit the mat for a second, but he was able to make his way to his corner and tag in Kevin. Hunter came barreling into the ring as Dietrich got back to his feet, hitting him with a dropkick that sent him back to the mat. He pulled Dietrich up only to nail him with a hard headbutt that sent him reeling to his corner where Werner tagged himself in before hitting Kevin with a hard back elbow strike, stunning him for a moment. It was enough to allowed Werner to capitalize, hitting Hunter with a neckbreaker. During this, Dietrich climbed the turnbuckles, and the pair hit Lang Lebe Schadenfreude! Werner quickly pinned Kevin, and the referee slid to the mat.
ONE…!
TWO…!!
THREE…!!!
MATCH THREE Jinx, The Jestress vs Calvin Faye
The bell rings, signaling the start of the match between Jinx, The Jestress, and Calvin Faye. The tension in the air is palpable as they circle each other, sizing up their opponent. Jinx, with her enigmatic aura, and Calvin, with his charismatic flair, lock up in the center of the ring. The back-and-forth action showcases their technical prowess and showmanship, each trying to outmaneuver the other.
As the match intensifies, Jinx seizes an opportunity when Calvin attempts a high-risk maneuver. Swiftly dodging his aerial assault, she capitalizes on his momentary vulnerability. With lightning speed, Jinx executes her signature move, "The Curtain Jerk," a devastating variation of the Sister Abigail. She spins Calvin around and plants him face-first into the canvas. The crowd erupts in a mix of shock and awe as Jinx hooks Calvin's leg for the pinfall. The referee counts, "One! Two! Three!" The bell rings, declaring Jinx, The Jestress victorious.
We find Jenna Sharpe in the locker room, sitting on the bench and staring at the floor. She’s dressed in her ring gear, looking ready to compete, but the expression in her eyes as she looks up is haunted.
Jenna Sharpe: This was supposed to be my moment. My crowning glory, after three and a half years of blood, sweat, and tears poured into this business. But instead I’m here facing Trey Wilde, not preparing for any kind of championship match, because last week I failed.
She sighs heavily and starts lacing up her boots, pulling on the strings tightly as if to punish herself for what happened.
Jenna Sharpe: Last week, I failed against a literal child. And while I’m going to enjoy watching Vladislav pick her apart, I know that my own stupid mistake is the reason I’m here and not in Melody Slayton’s position. And I have spent the last week atoning for that.
Jenna Sharpe: I have stayed up late watching tape. I’ve been training with everyone I can think of and taking two a day workouts until it feels like my muscles are jelly because I cannot and I will not allow myself to fail like this again. I can’t.
Gritting her teeth, she reaches into her bag and pulls out an old, worn gold medal with the name Edmonton Sharpe engraved on it. She stares at the metal disc for a moment or two, searching her reflection in the polished surface.
Jenna Sharpe: It’s funny, people think that having a well known last name is such a gift in this business, but for me? It’s an albatross hanging around my neck. My grandfather died four years ago but I can still hear his voice in my head, telling me everything that I’m doing wrong. And I need to shut that voice up once and for all.
Her grip tightens around the medal, her knuckles turning white as the edges of it dig into her palm.
Jenna Sharpe: Because I was born and bred for this business. I am the last Sharpe standing, the last graduate of the Sharpe dungeon. This family name, this bloodline, this legacy? This is all on me to carry and I won’t let the weight of it crush me. I am going to work harder. I am going to get better. I am going to spend every waking minute in the relentless pursuit of absolute perfection, because I am going to be the Wasteland Champion before this year is done. And when I win that title, it’ll be proof that I am the best wrestler on this entire roster, because I am going to become the definitive Wasteland champion. My reign will be the one that all others get compared to.
Standing up, Jenna puts the medal around her neck and pulls her hair out of the ribbon, letting the golden disc rest just below her chest.
Jenna Sharpe: I didn’t come to Zion just because I needed a job. I came here because I needed a place in which to prove myself, one that wouldn’t shut its doors before I have the chance to show just how good I am. I know in my heart that I am the leader that Wasteland needs. I know that I am going to be its greatest champion, one day.
She looks down at the medal as if making the promise to it, then lifts it to her lips to kiss the surface.
Jenna Sharpe: This is the kind of weight that I’ve shouldered, and I know that I am strong enough to carry it. I may bend, but I will never, ever break. You cannot make me. I am going to succeed in restoring the Sharpe name to its legendary status, and I am going to do it right here on this roster. Just watch.
After taking a look at herself in the mirror, Jenna toys with the medal around her neck and eventually takes it off, hanging it in her locker where she can see it to remind herself of just what she’s trying to accomplish.
MATCH FOURLee Kincade vs Jessica Carter
The bell sounded and Lee immediately went after Jessica, hitting her with a roundhouse kick that sent her stumbling back, holding her jaw. Lee didn’t stop there though as she charged after Carter, nailing her with a snap German suplex that had her arching on the mat from the impact. Kincade leapt to her feet, the crowd’s cheers pumping her up as she grabbed Carter. She got her up before hitting her with a sitout powerbomb, rolling away and getting back to her feet before hitting Jessica with a penalty kick, knocking her flat. Lee got Jessica back to her feet before executing a beautiful double underhook DDT, spiking her down hard. From there, Kincade waited until Carter was back on her feet only to spike her back down with a vicious snapmare driver! Waiting until Jessica was back up again, Lee made her way to the opposite side of the ring before hitting Dying in a Hot Tub! From there, Kincade got Carter up once more, hitting The Real Deal before pinning Carter!
One…!
Two…!!
Three…!!!
WINNER: Lee Kincade
The scene opens in a studio. Devyn Mitchell can be seen sitting in a director style chair. With a smile on her face she doesn’t waste time speaking to the viewer.
Devyn Mitchell : I am here today with the World Heavyweight Champion, ISIS. ISIS...how are you doing this evening?
The camera pans back a little bit to show ISIS sitting across from Devyn. The World Championship is firmly around her waist. Her legs are crossed. Her hands resting on her knees.
ISIS: I’m ok.
Devyn Mitchell : You’ve had a whirlwind of a first month as the World Champion. The dissolution of Genesis of Destruction. Falling out with Maki. Nadia asserting herself as the number one--
Before Devyn can complete her sentence, ISIS scoffs at the words that were going to come out of Devyn’s mouth.
ISIS: Stop right there. Who made Nadia the number one contender to anything, let alone MY World Championship? The same heads who decided Maya, then some fresh faced rookie coming off the street was a suitable second challenger.
ISIS rolls her eyes.
Devyn Mitchell : The history between you and Nadia can’t be disputed. She has wanted revenge for G.O.D laying her out months back.
ISIS shakes her head.
ISIS: I wish it was that easy to get a World Title shot. Do I need to remind you (and the world) how long it took me to get ONE crack at the World Championship? I needed to give up the Gateway Championship to do it. Nadia hasn’t sacrificed a goddamn thing.
ISIS sighs.
ISIS: She hasn’t gone through the wars in this company I have. War Games, the albatross that hangs around my neck, who scored the deciding fall for Queens of Chaos. Blaze Darling. She has more of a right to challenge me for the World Championship, I’ll put it out there now. I hope Blaze wins the Madness Rumble. I intend to walk out of Madness STILL World Champion. No matter what I say, Kai Morgan and Nova Juaquin will see to it Nadia gets what she wants.
Devyn tilts her head to the side.
Devyn Mitchell : Don’t you think overlooking Nadia is a huge mistake?
ISIS: How many of the Queens of Chaos have beaten me, Devyn?
Devyn Mitchell : No one. You are undefeated for a reason.
ISIS nods.
ISIS: Bingo. Nadia is QoC member number thirty as far as I’m concerned. Just another notch to be added to my belt. How many times do I need to prove I am better than their entire clan? She is a workhorse. A force of nature. No denying that. I am insulted. She feels free to spew such nonsense like I am a dead woman walking and I’ll be put in the morgue, who the hell does she think she is? The grim reaper? I may not be a God anymore. My record speaks for itself. No one in Zion has been able to touch me. Nadia has shown me nothing to force me to think otherwise. The Queens of Chaos are beneath me. Always has. Always will. So if Kai and Nova feel so inclined, set it up, hand Nadia to me at Madness. Bring all the violent fighting she wants, she’ll learn once and for all why I am... The Destroyer!
Devyn Mitchell : One last thing before we conclude this interview. I mentioned earlier about your falling out with the Genesis of Destruction. Hana directed some harsh words your way last week on Wasteland. Maki did mention on Twitter about liking you. Have you spoken to them in the past seven days?
ISIS immediately stands up. She stares at Devyn Mitchell for what feels like an eternity. Without uttering a word ISIS walks off, leaving Devyn hanging.
MATCH FIVEJenna Sharpe vs Trey Wilde
As soon as the bell sounded, Jenna and Trey went at each other with a few lefts and rights. The two were determined to give their all and show that neither of them were competitors to sleep on. Trey got ready to hit Jenna with a hook kick, but she was able to duck under the man’s leg before coming back with a superkick out of nowhere! The kick briefly rocked Wilde, but it wasn’t enough to keep him out of it for long. Trey grinned as he gripped his jaw where Jenna’s kick had connected before glancing back at the ropes. He bounced himself off them, hitting her with a hard clothesline that sent her down to the mat. As she got back up, he went for a Harlem sidekick, but she was able to slide out of the way at the last second, catching him up in a vicious reverse suplex instead! Jenna popped back up to her feet, looking at Trey for a second before working on getting him back to his own feet.
Once Wilde was back up, Sharpe whipped him into the turnbuckle before running after him, going for another superkick though Wilde ducked this one causing Sharpe’s leg to get caught up on the rope. Once she freed her leg, she turned around only to be met with a Capoeira kick from Trey that left her leaning against the turnbuckles. He moved to the opposite corner before starting the execution of a corner rolling thunder forearm smash, but Sharpe was able to get out of the way, this time leaving Wilde as the one hung up in the corner. She nailed him with a discus clothesline before she pulled him out of the corner, nailing him with a bulldog in the process. He slowly got back to his feet and came at her, looking for a brainbuster, but she was able to wiggle out of his grip, countering with a jumping neckbreaker. From there, Jenna managed to lock in Devil’s Trap! Wilde tried fighting against the submission, but it proved to be too much for him, and he had no choice but to tap out!
WINNER: Jenna Sharpe
The show’s feed cut over to a corridor of the arena’s backstage area. Right in view for the live crowd and those watching elsewhere to see was one of the backstage interviewers for Wasteland, Kendrick Bingham with a paid smile present.
Kendrick Bingham: Ladies and gentlemen welcome back to Wednesday Night Wasteland. Now while I don’t have anyone joining me at this time, I’m looking to see if I can get a word with one of Zion’s newest signings and the potential inaugural Ascension Champion. So let’s give this door a knock and find out if we can hear from Pro-Wrestling Glamour herself, Lily Blaise ahead of her debut with the company.
Bingham went on to give the door a few knocks, looking at it rather eagerly. A few seconds went by before it slowly opened. Lily took a half step out, looking rather perplexed by the situation.
Kendrick Bingham: Lily Blaise, hi. Kendrick Bingham here, just looking to see if I can get a few thoughts from you before your Zion Wrestling debut in the main event of tonight’s Wasteland show for the Ascension Championship.
The half statement, half question, is met with a quiet glare from Lily followed by her holding up a finger briefly as if to motion waiting a second. The young woman looked around for a moment as if searching for something. What started as an initially calm demeanor grew a bit frustrated, before she turned her attention to the camera eyes widening.
Lily Blaise: …
She shook her head, leaving the interviewer a bit confused about how to proceed.
Kendrick Bingham: So… you don’t have any comments for your opponents later tonight?
Lily Blaise: …
Kendrick Bingham: Surely you must at least have some words for the fans out there who are looking forward to seeing your debut, right?
The annoyed huff that was let out by the young star showed her clear frustration over the issue being pressed further. She began murmuring to herself, though the words were hard to catch for even the best listeners out there. Hand gestures suggested she was trying to recall something, but there was no elaboration from Blaise.
Kendrick Bingham: Lily, are you alright?
Kendrick’s words snapped Lily from her thoughts. However, the look she gave him immediately caused some regret as the softer features and expression flipped to a maddened one.
Lily Blaise: Do you fucking mind, Zach?! I’m trying to figure out where I left my shades and you won’t shut the fuck up! I told them, I told them I needed time to formulate words properly and they said they understood, but clearly they assumed it was a request made in jest. Do I look like I’m laughing, Zach? Do I?! Tell me if this is funny! Maybe then I can be a wrestling laughing stock who sacrifices their soul for a few laughs like some of these other fucking jokes everyone seems to love!
Kendrick looked to speak but Lily interjected with a swing, stopping just short intentionally. The fist opened up to a palm as the young woman exhaled shakingly.
Lily Blaise: No. Not now. You made me step away from my schedule, so now you deal with the ramifications because what you did not only impacts this conversation, it fucks with the rest of the damn night. I came here de-stressed for once. I was ready to present a happy Lily who would be smiling, cheerful and all those other nauseating features I normally loathe, but now? Now they have to deal with the frustration I try to bite back because it’s unprofessional and would make people think there’s something wrong with me when none of them, not a damn one, can claim innocence. So congratulations, Zach. You fucked up the main event debut of Lily Blaise because instead of simply winning a championship, I now have to send everyone a message that when I state I need things handled a certain way that I mean it. Not just for myself but for how the rest of the nights in the future get to go. Are you proud of yourself? Hmm? Tell me your thoughts. What do you have to say to the fans? How about my opponents Kamila, Morgana, and Sayge? Hmm? Share a message with them? All wonderful talent now dealing with a fucking disaster, any words? Say sorry to them Zach because they won’t be getting one out of me and neither will anyone else!
Lily’s eyes remained fixed on the interviewer until she suddenly looked away, anxiety creeping up on her face rather quickly. The young woman ran her hands through her hair before letting out another huff. Her gaze went back to the interviewer, a different type of frustration showing.
Lily Blaise: Fuck, I just remembered my birthday is in 55 days! Why did you do this to me?! I told them, I told them I required plenty of time before any of these in order to properly convey a message instead of being one of those idiots that repeat the same shit at nauseum just to fucking hear themselves talk. I said it. I typed it up. He even typed something up on my behalf and they still did this. It’s fine. It’s good. I’m good. All is good. I just have to decompress and all will be great. Hurt them to heal me, simple. Easy. Fun. I wish Weston was standing with me, he knows how to bring me back.
The mention of her boyfriend brought a small hint of calm to Blaise who suddenly gasped as if something snapped within her mind in less than a second.
Lily Blaise: Wait… I think he has them, I remember playfully hanging them on his hoodie when we kissed before parting. That makes sense. I’ll have to look for the red ones then. Red will do nicely. Red isn’t bad.
Lily nodded a few times, though her attention returned to Kendrick who was still standing there, silently cautious.
Lily Blaise: What are you looking at, Zach?
Kendrick Bingham: I…uhh… Happy soon to be birthday, Lily and uhh… good luck later tonight.
Lily Blaise: …Thank you, Zach.
Lily finally offered a full smile before backing into the room slowly. The door is closed quietly, leaving the interviewer standing still pretty stunned at what just transpired before the feed cut away.
MAIN EVENT Lily Blaise vs Morgana Summers vs Kamila Rose vs Sayge Gonzalez
As the bell rings, the four competitors waste no time, engaging in a chaotic exchange of strikes and grapples. Lily Blaise and Morgana Summers find themselves in a fierce one-on-one, showcasing their technical prowess. Simultaneously, Kamila Rose and Sayge Gonzalez take their battle to another corner of the ring, trading powerful blows.
In a shocking turn of events, Morgana Summers seizes an opportunity and eliminates Kamila Rose with a combination of cunning strategy and a devastating finishing move. The field narrows down to three competitors. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Lily Blaise manages to outmaneuver Sayge Gonzalez, eliminating her with a high-impact move.
Now, with Lily Blaise and Morgana Summers left, the intensity in the ring reaches new heights. Both competitors are determined to secure the Ascension Championship. Morgana, with her mysterious aura, gains control for a brief moment, but Lily Blaise rallies back with a display of resilience and athleticism. In a climactic moment, Lily counters one of Morgana's signature moves and delivers her own devastating finisher.
As Morgana lays incapacitated on the canvas, Lily seizes the moment and goes for the pinfall. The referee counts to three, declaring Morgana Summers eliminated and Lily Blaise as the last woman standing. The arena erupts in cheers as Lily celebrates her hard-fought triumph, securing the Ascension Championship in a showcase of skill, resilience, and championship-caliber performance.
WINNER: Lily Blaise (#ANDNEW)
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