Post by Kai Morgan on Mar 15, 2024 20:52:44 GMT
the latest installment of friday night fusion has hit zion wrestling, promising a mammoth main event showdown between two of the finest female talents around in jordan majors and nadia allen. the arena should be buzzing with anticipation— but the audience seems oddly subdued. this eerie atmosphere persists due to the broadcast being as quiet as a mouse, lacking any commentary team to welcome viewers worldwide while the arena lights aren’t turned on, an unsettling stillness permeating the air and echoing across the globe. the presence of people crammed within the arena tonight is evident from the uncertain murmurs and the rising anxiety, creating tranquility that is almost deafening in its impact. this situation is unprecedented for zion wrestling, almost as if the production had been triggered into action inadvertently, and employees across the board ranging from management to competitors themselves seemed to have overlooked their roles in getting things in motion. this unsettling state persists for an uncomfortably long period for those in attendance, with seconds stretching into minutes until a solitary spotlight creaks and flickers to life, casting its glow upon tonight's commentary table. however, the familiar faces we associate with friday nights are conspicuously absent.
a striking red evening gown, crafted from exquisite shimmering fabric, commands attention as it cascades across the commentary table. with its off-the-shoulder straps and a daring high slit, it complements the wearer's fair complexion. the cameras lag behind seemingly caught off-guard by the unfolding events, as if the operators behind the machinery were unprepared for the spectacle. the wearer of the intricate and exquisite gown is revealed to be none other than erissa. making her debut in zion wrestling just a fortnight ago, the mother of talons appears to have orchestrated this dramatic start to the broadcast, leaving the audience both dazzled and bewildered. she lies sprawled across the commentary table, adopting a posture akin to one settling onto a bed, with a broadcaster's headset placed over her head. erissa's sudden presence evokes a loud, albeit mixed, reaction from those observing it live and in video. some remain unforgiving of erissa's assault on fan favorite ayu megumi merely a week ago, while others appear to condone her actions, or perhaps they are simply captivated by the extravagant appearance of the indescribably glorious prophet.
we're several minutes deep into this broadcast yet only now do the first signs of activity begin to emerge as erissa raises the headset's microphone with her fingers from its initial position. her lips, adorned in a deep crimson hue matching her breathtaking gown, open gradually.
erissa: ❝ i appreciate the humanity of it all, as change would not be meaningful without some resistance. two weeks ago i first appeared within this promotion and i spoke to you all regarding how things were going to go— you responded with unequivocal cheers. finally, zion wrestling marches to a different beat and changes its face, a fresh shot of adrenaline and unrivalled star power, necessary to appease the casual viewer. yet when words were validated with action, when i carried out the blueprint i had explained in depth the week before, those cheers deafened, replaced by insincere cries of callousness and blanket statements regarding my actions. the mother of talons has taken things a step too far— she is undeserving of the spotlight zion wrestling graciously shines down upon her. i was labeled as selfish, an attention-seeker desperate to stand out and curate controversy. again, i condone and recognise that what it means to be a professional wrestler has long been bastardized in this society. it is common for the majority of talents you’re used to gracing your television screens and seeing live in colour to wield two faces. a gimmick that is perpetuated to the world, while true intentions are shielded behind that metallic and ruthless exterior. ❞
erissa's words are delivered with a visceral execution, embodying a passion that would be impossible to replicate. each word she utters drips with merciless venom as it grows evident that the belief in her teachings is legitimate. she comprehends the intricacies and depth of humanity including their flaws. this isn't her first encounter with the fickleness of those in the audience, their greed, and their hunger for quality products which often results in a compromise of their ethics. while she speaks erissa lounges about on the commentary table, appearing unconcerned with the world around her.
erissa: ❝ you’re unacquainted with the notion of a woman in this profession not being all talk. no forced bravado, a genuine force of change who isn’t hiding or unwilling to exert her power unto others. i recognise my actions are subject to criticism, alas without somebody willing to put their body on the line and their money where their mouth is, professional wrestling could continue to experience decay. i act in service of you, my actions are not selfish but selfless, so that those who get in this ring for your entertainment and idolisation fight with conviction and desire. the truth of the matter is that while some fight for their love of this sport, others do so for selfish reasoning. they view zion wrestling not as their heaven, but a business to be exploited for personal gain. some who grace the very ring lying beside me are the antithesis of what it should mean to be a professional wrestler and a role model to thousands, if not millions tuning in from around the globe. and yet, they’re allowed to act as if they belong, regardless of their efforts and their vices they’re granted the same opportunity as those with a genuine passion, when their true goals have no relation to success in this sport. ❞
erissa views her actions as essential for revitalizing not only the sport she loves but also the environment that it inhabits. she doesn't strike for championships or to grab attention with sensational headlines; rather, her aim is to defeat the false idols spreading deceitful prophecies to the vulnerable and the sick. with angelic facial features and a lovely gown accentuating her voluptuous feminine form, she captivates effortlessly. to resist the allure of the enigmatic prophet is quite challenging. her stunning beauty is equaled only by her devilish charisma; her words, that are bold and deeply fascinating, possess an almost venomous persuasiveness within them.
erissa: ❝ ayu megumi is the perfect example of an individual who has warped the idea of a professional wrestler to fit their selfish needs. time and time again we have heard promises of improvement. notions that a setback will be righted, yet those fixes never materialize. ayu mocks what it means to be a professional wrestler, a false idol putting her followers under a false sense of security, when in reality these promises of improvement are a web of lies spun to maintain engagement and ensure the spotlight continues to shine down on her. she is the furthest thing from what a professional wrestler given such grand opportunities over and over should be, yet i am the one painted in a bad light for drawing attention to her flaws and looking to improve society and improve this sport through putting her to the sword. should i be seen stained with blood to push through the teachings of those who came before me then so be it, i will restore the true meaning etched in the foundations of this sport and should that mean— ❞
erissa's speech is abruptly interrupted by the sudden onset of ayu megumi's theme music. the stadium lights then flicker on, eliciting a loud and positive reaction from the crowd.
ayu: “ you said I’m mocking what it means to be a professional wrestler? are you sure about that?! after you cost me my match? that's your reason, huh? i promise to my fans and I can did it see when the day i become nfw united states champion. i know it different company but see i didn’t gave them a false hope i prove that i can do that i can success i can be a star that while you are trying to says i’m false idol i fail over time and time again. you know what? i didn’t care about these insults words from you. i don’t care what you did said to me. you still keep insults me like those idiots did but you didn’t even know i success already and i still try harder. but now i’m coming for you. as you attacked me in my match against mai blackman. i just want to warning you that your actions have a price to pay when you get in my way and i will not let you go easily. ”
from the expression writing on erissa's face, it seems that she anticipated ayu's interruption. with a sigh escaping her lips, she sits up on the commentary table, bringing the headphones from around her ears to rest them on her shoulders.
erissa: ❝ ayu, i’d like to thank you for proving my point for me. see, these people will cheer you. they’ll listen to the passion within your words and see how you walked on out here with such fire in your eyes. but beneath the exterior it’s all a fallacy. you said it yourself, you can’t be a failure or lack passion for professional wrestling because you’ve won a championship, a piece of gold in an entirely different promotion which has zero relevance to the point that i’ve been making. you say that you haven’t let these people down, because you proved that you could be a star. as long as gold sits around your waist and people perceive you to be important, that’s all that matters in your eyes. you don’t do this for the right reasons. you don’t come out here week on week to be the best, to climb the ladder and to improve yourself. but you’re right about one thing, ayu. i did attack you last week. i attacked you because i’m unafraid in doing what needs to be done, not for my own ambitions, but for the betterment of the sport and to stop these people in the audience, those watching at home, from latching onto the promises and assertions of a woman who will never deliver for them. ❞
ayu clearly not impressed with what she heard from erissa as her face getting redder as anger and never have anyone see her like this before ayu stepping up to erissa a bit more as she clench her fist tighter while her eyes keep looking on the woman that she hates right now.
ayu: “ you know what? i never feel hate someone like this before but you! you can make me feel hate you and yeah right now i want to slap or maybe punch that bitch face of you. after i heard what you said i want to fuck you up you know that? your reason to cost me in my match is stupid and what you said about me are stupid as well. you attack me because you want to get attention from everyone you attack me because you want to get in the spotlight in a very short time, yeah you already got that, erissa! but you know what? that i won’t let you go out easily. once you beat me down i will get it back to you harder and you need to prepared for it, erissa! because i’m here to revenge you. you think i’m just poor innocent little girl who can’t help my ownselves and fail at every redemption of myself right? let me show you something, erissa! ”
then ayu lifts her hand up high and attempts to slaps erissa’s face with all of her anger emotion from what happening to her by erissa who insults her right after beat her down in her match against mai blackman. however before she can do so, ayu is grabbed from behind much to the shock of the crowd as she is then dragged down to the flooring on the outside. it’s the first follower of the cult of erissa, scylla! we should have known scylla wouldn’t have been far behind the prophet, scylla has debuted in zion wrestling in predictable style, as the mandible claw is applied on the outside to a hapless ayu who didn’t see this coming at all. scylla jamming fingers down ayu’s throat and snuffing the life from the megumi sister as the mandible claw is locked in tight, erissa meanwhile has hopped down from the commentary table and is merely observing with a confident smirk on her features knowing that scylla would never let her down. ayu is thrashing around, throwing weak strikes up at her attacker but it’s hopeless. In time ayu is choked unconscious by scylla, with boos raining down from above as scylla then stands over the fallen carcass of her victim, aligning with erissa soon after.
Friday Night Fusions cameras find themselves backstage somewhere, the location itself is of little importance. Who they found however is, and that is none other than one Isabella Rossi. She is decked out in her gear getting ready for her match for the World Cup. She has her back to the camera, her tone a little colder than usual…
Isabella Rossi: Last week should not have happened…
Rossi lets out a groan of frustration.
Isabella Rossi: Last week has left a very bitter taste in my fucking mouth…
Isabella licks her lips before spitting off to the side of her off camera… She then spins around on her heel and looks at the camera, her eyes looking a little colder than usually as she sports some contacts. We notice her hair braided a little as well…
Isabella Rossi: Coming into this World Cup I had a plan, one I followed to the letter so much so I should be standing here with six points like my opponent tonight, but I do not, and I want you to know just how infuriating that is... I lost to someone who did not deserve to earn those two points I worked so hard for… I do not know how those two points slipped through these fingers, but they did and there is nothing I can do about that now… That moment I know is going to linger in the back of my mind tonight, in just a few moments when I step out there and compete against Lukas… A man who is the clear-cut favourite in all their eyes. But I do not intend to second guess myself tonight…
Rossi stands there in thought while motioning to the camera as if they were the crowd, she is looking to find the right words.
Isabella Rossi: Lukas is a man despite our paths now crossing is one I do have some respect for. He had come in Zion Wrestling just like me and has dominated each opponent thrust in front of us, the difference between us only being last week’s results in our matches... The difference being just three seconds for me. Three seconds I cannot take back and three seconds I have no intention of losing again tonight… And this is something that is only in my control now, a control you want to take away from me Lukas and that is something that I cannot allow mon cher.
Isabella pauses to look down at the floor in more thought, a moment passes, and she continues.
Isabella Rossi: Will tonight be easy, no it will not I am aware of this. I know you will be my greatest challenge to date, but you will be a challenge I will step up to and defeat like everything else that has brought hardship and pain into my life over the years... You are a man that stands between Isabella Rossi and Destiny three, you will be smiling on the inside with the end in your sights this I am sure, but the world doesn’t envy you this night... You are not what Zion Wrestling needs to lead it to the promise land, I am. It does not need Blaze Darling winning a World Championship at Destiny Three…
Isabella shakes her head…
Isabella Rossi: That is for me, and the World Cup is my opportunity to do just THAT! What is left for a woman like me if I don’t pin your shoulders to the mat tonight, Lukas? What is left for me if I cannot do the unthinkable and make you tap out instead? What is left for ME if I cannot reclaim the two points that were stolen from me? Simple really, It will be a broken heart because when I look at Destiny three, I don’t see my name on the marquee where it belongs... I don’t see this visage front and center on the promotional posters for the events… I will not hear my name on the lips of everyone around the world and I need this to happen Lukas, I NEED it and if it doesn’t come to pass then I do not know what I will do.
Isabella laughs a little, it looks like a different side to her the world had yet to really notice before.
Isabella Rossi: That is my motivation for victory tonight, I cannot let it end here. I will NOT let it end here… I will not be a bit part player at the biggest show of the year, in one of the biggest companies in the fucking world. NO, I am a Main Event calibre Superstar for each and every one of them to idolize!! So, let me make this abundantly clear mon cher, you think I am going to stand idly by and allow you to dictate how this story of mine is going to end? Non, that is not how this is going to go. I am Isabella Ross, Bella Tempesta, Le Femme Fatale. I am going to win this World Cup once I beat you and beat Daria AGAIN next week. Then I will beat which ever poor soul wins the Gold League. Because without this, I have nothing… Do you hear me?
Isabella smirks as she moves closer to the camera to whisper to it…
Isabella Rossi: I hope it registers with you because you’re a man who heralds himself as the future which if true, leads us all to be living in a future that is bleak should you succeed... Maybe one day you will achieve the goal you’ve set yourself, but this is my stage now, Zion Wrestling is my arena… Tonight, my victory is not a hope. it's an inevitability, because failure is not an option…
Isabella looks at the camera for a moment and blows a kiss to it but transitions her hand into a middle finger before pushing it to the side and walking away.
Fade to black.
OPENING CONTEST: ISABELLA ROSSI (4) VS LUKAS BAUDELAIRE (6)
WORLD CUP PLATINUM LEAGUE MATCH
WINNER: ISABELLA ROSSI (2 POINTS EARNED)
RESULT: PINFALL (LA BELLA BOMBSHELL)
MATCH #2: NOVA THE SOOTHSAYER VS LARA BRATTON
The bell rings and Nova and Lara carefully circle each other, eyes warily watching the other as they pace the ring. Finally they close in for a collar-and-elbow which Lara transitions into a side headlock. Nova squirms for a moment but then manages to wiggle free and tug Lara's arm behind her back in a hammerlock. Lara grits her teeth, but fakes left and then pivots right as she flips the hammerlock, tightly holding Nova's arm behind her back. Now it's Nova's time to squirm, and she tries to do the same move, but Lara tightens her grip, and Nova growls. She squirms some more, but then suddenly drops down to one knee, swinging her shoulder forward and sending Lara over with a hip toss. Lara rolls with the momentum, getting back on her feet and hitting the ropes to stop herself, but as she turns, she gets greeted by a stiff clothesline from Nova sending her right over the top! Bratton crashes down to ringside as The Soothsayer smiles at her for a moment, and then sizes her up. Nova turns and dashes off the ropes, and then comes charging back, leaping over with a Plancha, but Lara dives to the side, and Nova splats on the ringside mats! The crowd winces at the sight of the impact, before Bratton comes back over, dragging Nova up and slamming her back into the barricade, and then rolling Fate's Champion back into the ring. Lara follows Nova in, dragging the Soothsayer to her feet, and drilling a knee into her gut to drive the wind from her, before raising her up and driving her into the mat with a Crucifix Bomb, and stacking the legs as the referee hits the mat.
ONE...!
TWO..NO!
Nova manages to kick out and Lara looks at the referee in annoyance for a moment but then climbs to her feet. Dragging Nova up, she whips her hard into the corner, aiming to do more damager to The Soothsayer's back, and then follows her in with a charging shoulder to the ribs, once more driving the wind out of Nova. Lara takes a few steps out with a composed smile before turning and charging in again, only this time Nova flings her legs up, dodge rolling over Lara, and Bratton crashes head-first into the turnbuckle! Lara stumbles back from the impact, and Nova's instincts kick in as she leaps up and lands a standing hurricarana, even hooking the legs on impact!
ONE...!
TW-NO!
Lara kicks out, and now both women are down for a moment. Bratton turns to reach for the ropes, dragging herself up slowly as the crowd roars, while behind her, Nova kips up! The Soothsayer stumbles on her feet as she reaches them, clutching at her wounded back, but she's still standing when Lara turns around, and Nova fires off a chop across Lara's chest. Bratton fires back with a right hand to the jaw, and the two women start exchanging stiff strikes in the middle of the ring! Its Lara that ends the war, blocking a right from Nova, and dropping the Soothsayer with a stiff lariat, the momentum sending her forward a few steps, and the effort leaving her panting. But behind her back, Nova kips back up! And when Bratton turns back around, she's dropped with a Pele Kick! Fate's Champion has the momentum now, and she's back on her feet buzzing and energised as Lara pushes up, only to be met with an armdrag that sends her rolling up and crashing into the corner. Nova points at her and charges in, nailing a dropkick that sends Lara tripping and crashing to the mat. Nova is quick to slip out of the ring to the apron, sizing up her landing zone, and then leaping for her Springboard Splash, but Lara gets her knees up! Nova crashes down hard, and bounces off clutching at the already wounded ribs, while Lara merely smiles. Turning to see the referee is checking on Nova, Lara reaches into her boots for something, determined to turn back her momentum from its latest efforts. She slips something on her hand, and then climbs to her feet, waving at Nova to get up. Bratton smacks her hand into her other hand, sizing up her uppercut as Nova pushes to her feet. Lara grips Nova by the wrist and tugs her around....
and Nova lets loose with an absolutely KILLER Unforeseen to Lara's jaw! Brattin crashes to the mat, and Nova manages to drape herself across Bratton's chest, reaching down to hook a leg as the referee lides into position.
ONE...!
TWO....!
THREE!!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Nova! The Soothsayer!
Amber Westgate: A huge win by Nova The Soothsayer, and a hell of a showing for Lara Bratton as well!
Adam LaRue: This match could’ve gone either way! That’s just a testament to how good these two talents are! I wouldn’t be surprised if I saw these two run it back in the main event sometime in the near future!
Nova stands tall as we fade!WINNER: NOVA THE SOOTHSAYER
RESULT: PINFALL (UNFORESEEN)
The scene opens on Katie Simmons, laying on a red velvet couch which is placed in front of a wall of championship belts. Placed above all of them being the HYBRID Vanguard and Dark Net Pro Silk Road championships. Katie is looking over the back of the couch at the gold before turning back to the camera, clearly showing the calm smile on her face.
Katie Simmons: Gold is pretty, isn’t it? Every human being is at least a little bit more attractive in the color, my husband and me being no different.
The redhead gestures to the wall of titles behind her.
Katie Simmons: As you can see, Damian has had no issues looking as amazing as possible. And sure, most of these are from no name companies with no merit to anything, but we still keep them around as memories of the destruction my husband has caused.
She lets out a small giggle but quickly cuts herself off with a loud clap of her hands.
Katie Simmons: But that’s the past! All of these titles are just memories, as we’re not allowed to bring them out with us during matches in companies they’re not a part of. So we need to remedy that by finally getting some new hardware to wear…
Her face suddenly turns to one of disgust.
Katie Simmons: A task that would be so much easier if we weren’t busy dealing with the living embodiment of a scarecrow…
She trails off as she stares off into space. But after a few moments she quickly snaps back to her brighter expression as she directs her attention back to the viewer.
Katie Simmons: But that’s fine. Because that issue will soon be dealt with and then Damian can get back to what he wants to do. Back to doing what we want to do. He gets to beat poor hapless victims down and win championships, and that gives me what I want. The attention, the fame, the recognition. Everything that goes along with that…
She trails off again, this time with a smile on her face, as if imagining something better than the last time this occurred.
Katie Simmons: Of course… All of this really is just all talk. Nothing will happen- no fortunes will change if my husband can’t get a match to improve his stance in the company…
The Siren puts a finger to her lip in thought.
Katie Simmons: Now, a New Year’s resolution of Damian’s, as well as a condition of his Zion contract, is to be more patient. And that means not wrecking the backstage area as often and putting fewer stagehands in the ICU. And, a man of his word-
A light smirk.
Katie Simmons: -he agreed. But! He can only hold himself back so long. And the longer he goes without a proper sanctioned match, the shorter his fuse becomes. And after more of the last two weeks, not even his beautiful wife who he would do anything for would be able to stop him.
The smaller Simmons suddenly sits up and turns to face the camera, arms on her knees, hunched over to be closer to the camera.
Katie Simmons: Two weeks straight of not being able to properly vent the frustrations of a double countout. Be careful, Zion. You’ve got a clock ticking down. And I don’t think you want to see what happens when it hits zero…
Her smile grows as she wiggles her fingers in the form of a wave.
Katie Simmons: Or maybe you do… I know I sure do. I guess we’ll find out…
The scene cuts backstage where The Carlton Crew of Barry MacKenzie and Max Walker are strolling along. Barry has a stern glare behind his eyes while Max is practically swagger stepping, a coffee in hand and a grin on his face.
Max Walker: “Bazza! just how good did that feel last week. Precious little Lena, right in front of all her home town fans and she CHOKED cause she can’t get on our level. Stealing that win felt so good Bazza! Not as good as the hummer that lovely lady from Velvet Rabbit gave me later that night but hey, still pretty damn g–”
The two turn a corner, Max spinning around to face Barry as he talks, and he crashes right into Mai Blackman. Max’s coffee drops to the floor, and Max gasps before turning to face Mai, with an angry look in his eyes.
Max Walker: “Hey Grandma. You mind watching where ya bloody going? Who the hell do you think you are bumping into me like that? I got half a mind to teach you some manners!”
As Max is yelling at Mai, the woman looks up from the floor at her feet where a dropped plate of food from catering has now splattered all over the concrete.
Mai Blackman: ”Who you calling Grandma, boy? You’re the one moon walking while talking to King Kong over here. Eyes in front!”
Max gasps at the way Mai is talking to him and then suddenly lets out a loud cackle. Seriously. Its like nails on a chalkboard. He can’t help himself though as he turns to Barry with a grin.
Max Walker: “Check out the big brass ones on this old bitch, Bazza.”
Max grins as he looks back at Mai and steps closer with a grin.
Max Walker: “Hey. Lady Grey Hairs. You clearly don’t know us, so here’s an introductory lesson. I’m Max. That's Barry. And we’re the BEST new Tag Team in Zion. We can walk where we want. Do what we want. Say what we want. And if your walker-assisted wrinkled face gets in my way again….”
Max stares at Mai for a moment longer and then steps back, stepping over beside Barry and smacking him on the shoulder.
Max Walker: “I’ll let Barry give you a one way trip to that next hip replacement.”
Mai’s eyes lift upward just for a second at the “Lady Grey Hairs” remark and she cracks a sly smirk. She even chuckles a bit. She knows she’s probably the oldest one across both rosters.
Mai Blackman: ”That’s really cute. Listen… Max, right? C’mere.”
She wiggles a finger for him to get closer. In doing so, Mai also steps closer and gets right up in Max’s face. The smirk on her face dropping into that cold scowl she’s usually known for.
Mai Blackman: ”You might be the best new tag team here? But the way your gums are flapping right now? You obviously don’t know who the hell I am but trust me. You don’t want that proper introduction. So…”
Mai pauses, giving Max a clap of her hand on his shoulder. She squeezes just a little and gives a couple of pats.
Mai Blackman: ”You and your pet gorilla here…get the fuck outta my way…or I’m gonna make sure the two of you really are inseparable. Yeah?”
She forces a smile again and gives Max another pat, harder this time, on the shoulder. Max winces at the second pat, and gives Mai a glare for a long moment before he shakes his head.
Max Walker: “You're just lucky that I’m not in the mood for beating up the elderly today. And since I’m not, neither is Mister Mac. Come on barry. Let's get you some food, and me a new coffee.”
And with that Max brushes past Mai and walks off, Barry following a step behind as he gives Mai a stare for a long moment but then walks off, leaving just Mai behind.
MATCH #3: DIAMOND STEELE (0) VS DARIA DORSEY (4)
WORLD CUP PLATINUM LEAGUE MATCH
The referee rings the bell Steele rushes over Dorsey and Steele connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! But Dorsey ducks and Dorsey grabs Steele’s arm and turns her around before Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner but a boot from Steele causes Dorsey to stumble away from the corner before Steele rushes over Dorsey and Steele connects with a Pele Kick! Right to Dorsey’s head sending Dorsey down to the mat! Before Steele gets back to her feets and Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner before Steele connects with a Yakuza Kick! Kick right to Dorsey’s face before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and drags Dorsey away from the corner and gets back to the middle of the ring before Steele runs away to the rope and hits the rope back but Dorsey counters with a Meteora! Sending Steele down to the mat! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls her back up to her feets and Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey approaches Steele in the corner and Dorsey starts to jabs Steele in the corner with her boxing jabs left and right while Steele unable to defenseless before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and drags Steele away from the corner and Dorsey whips Steele into the rope before Steele hits the rope back and Dorsey lifts Steele over her shoulder but Steele struggles and slips out from Dorsey grasp and pushes Dorsey away before Dorsey turns around back to Steele but Steele connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! Right to Dorsey’s face sending Dorsey down to the mat! Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele connects with a Meteora! Steele gets back to her feets and whips Dorsey into the opposite corner before charges into the corner but Dorsey rushes over Steele and Dorsey connects with a Thrust Kick! Kick right to Steele’s face sending Steele down to the mat! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and pulls Steele back up to her feets before Dorsey tucks Steele between her legs and Dorsey connects with a Spike Piledriver! Spikes Steele’s head down to the mat! Before Dorsey gets back to her feets before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets and Dorsey runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Dorsey connects with FIRESPIN DDT, FRONTFLIP SPIKE DDT!!!!!! SPIKES STEELE’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE DORSEY ROLLS STEELE OVER AND DORSEY COVERS ON TOP OF HER BEFORE HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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NO! STEELE KICK OUT AT TWO! Dorsey does not waste her time as she gets back to her feets and grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets before Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Meteora! Sending Steele bumps into the corner before Dorsey whips Steele into the opposite corner before Dorsey charges into the corner but meets a boot from Steele causes Dorsey to stumble away from the corner before Steele rushes over Dorsey but Dorsey counters with a Snap Powerslam! Sending Steele down to the mat again! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets but Steele pushes Dorsey away from her and Steele quickly counters with a Spinning Heel Kick! Right to Dorsey’s face sending Dorsey down to the mat! Before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner and Steele connects with a Yakuza Kick! Kick right to Dorsey’s face before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and takes her away from the corner a little bit and Steele tucks Dorsey’s head underneath her arm and goes into the corner before Steele connects with a Tornado DDT! Spikes Dorsey’s head down to the mat! Before Steele gets back to her feets and Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets again but Dorsey pushes Steele away from her but Steele counters with a Pele Kick! Kick right to Dorsey’s head! Sending Dorsey down to the mat again! Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner and connects with another Yakuza Kick! Before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and drags Dorsey back to the middle of the ring and Steele runs over the rope and hits the rope back but Dorsey counters with Clotheslines but Steele catches her and Steele connects with FLOAT OVER DDT!!!!!! SPIKES DORSEY’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE STEELE ROLLS DORSEY OVER AND STEELE COVERS ON DORSEY AND HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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NO! DORSEY KICKOUT AT TWO! STEELE GETS BACK TO HER KNEES AND STEELE SHOOKS HER HEAD AS SHE CLEARLY NOT IMPRESS WITH IT! Steele gets back to her feets and Steele gets back to her feets and grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets before Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner before Steele connects with a Yakuza Kick! But Dorsey ducks, causing Steele’s leg to be stuck with the turnbuckle before Dorsey wraps her arms around Steele’s waists and Dorsey connects with a German Suplex! Sending Steele down to the mat before Dorsey gets back to her feets and grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets and Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Clotheslines! Bumps Steele into the corner before Dorsey whips Steele into the opposite corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Meteora! Bumps Steele into the corner before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and drags Steele away from the corner before Dorsey runs towards the rope and Dorsey hits the rope back and Dorsey connects with a Thrust Kick! Right to Steele’s face! Sending Steele down to the mat! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair before Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets before Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Cannonball! Bumps Steele into the corner causes Steele staggers away from the corner before Dorsey takes a few steps back and connects with BICYCLE KNEE LIFTS AND FOLLOWS BY BRIDGING BACK SUPLEX COMBINATION BEFORE DORSEY GETS BACK TO HER FEETS AND GRABS STEELE’S HAIR AND PULLS STEELE BACK UP TO HER FEETS AND CONNECTS WITH PHOENIX DRIVER, TAKEO DRIVER!!!!!!!!! SLAMS STEELE DOWN TO THE MAT! AND DORSEY GETS COVERS ON HER AND HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Daria! Dorsey!
Amber Westgate: Daria Dorsey gets the win and gets herself back on track with a big win! What a match!
Adam LaRue: Diamond hasn’t been able to make any headway in this tournament, and you have to believe her new bitter attitude has played a role in this! At this point, she’s just fighting to get any points in this one!
Dorsey stands tall at ringside, giving a few fans high-fives. Steele continues to throw a tantrum in the ring as we fade!WINNER: DARIA DORSEY (2 POINTS EARNED)
RESULT: PINFALL (PHOENIX DRIVER)
MATCH #4: SAMUEL LOPEZ VS KAYA PARKER ©
GATEWAY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
As with all of Samuel Lopez’s matches, the lights begin to dim, with the spotlights over the ring being the only thing illuminating the arena! Lopez drops all pretenses of subtly or restraint heading into this one, making it very clear that he wants the Gateway Championship and that wants to hurt Kaya Parker in the process of taking it! He shows this off early, rushing over to Parker and dropping her right off the bell with a Shoulder Block! He pulls Parker to her feet, pulling her right in for a Lariat that sends her to the mat hard! He makes a slight gesture with his hands, almost as if to tell her to get up so he can inflict even more punishment! Parker starts making it to her feet, with Lopez seemingly looking to end this early as he hits the ropes and looks for Silent Night! But Parker ducks the Clothesline from Hell, getting her arms around Lopez’s waist before connecting with a Snap German Suplex! She bridges for the pin, with Lopez kicking out at two!
Parker stays on top of Lopez, immediately transitioning the bridging pin into a Seated Waistlock! Lopez is able to escape however, pushing himself to his feet and prying Parker’s hands apart! He gets around her, getting her in position before tossing her overhead and dropping her face first to the mat with a Half-and-Half Suplex! Parker attempts to make it to her feet, only for Lopez to pull her up and throw her into the corner with a Bucklebomb! Parker staggers out of the corner, with Lopez now hitting the ropes and coming back to the connect with a Big Boot! Pin by Lopez, with Parker kicking out at two!
Lopez looks to finish this off, waiting for Parker to make it back to her feet before once again going for the Silent Night! This time, however, Parker is even quicker to avoid it, dropping to the mat before he can reach her and rolling out of the ring! She goes to the timekeeper’s area, grabbing her Gateway Championship belt and taking it to the ring! The official immediately takes it from her, knowing full well that she was about to use it as a weapon in this match! They go to set the title on the ringside floor, with Parker using the distraction to send Lopez a Kick straight to the groin! She gets him in position now, dropping him with the Powerbomb Lungblower! Pin by Parker, with Lopez kicking out right before three!
Parker looks to finish this one off, going to the corner and bringing down her kneepad to expose her knee! She rushes towards Lopez, looking for that Superknee Slingshot that she’s been using as a mockery to her sister Lilith! Lopez sidesteps it however, hitting the ropes as he shoots past her and finally laying Parker out with the Silent Night (Clothesline From Hell)! Lopez goes for the pin, with Parker getting a shoulder up just in time! Lopez crawls on the mat, beginning to stalk Parker as she tries to roll away! Before he can go in for the kill, however, the spotlights on the ring suddenly shift up the ramp, with all of them being on Damian and Katie Simmons, who are seen standing at the top of the stage! This may have served as a distraction to Lopez! However, we wouldn’t know, as all the spotlights pointed at the stage leaves the ring in pitch black darkness! What we can hear, however, is the sound of clinking metal getting louder and louder before a giant smack resonates, sounding like a racket meeting a wet blanket! We hear a thud of something hitting the mat, followed by the thud of metal hitting concrete, and once the spotlights return to the ring, we see Parker standing over a prone Lopez! She goes for the pin, with the referee counting to three to end this one!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…and STILL the Zion Wrestling GATEWAY! CHAMPION!...KAYA! PARKER!
Amber Westgate: Well, there’s no way of telling what went on in the dark, but what is plain to see is that Damian Simmons has once again cost Samuel Lopez another huge win!
Adam LaRue: Kaya Parker better be sending him and his missus an edible arrangement every week for the rest of her life! Because he just became responsible for the biggest upset in her Zion career!
Parker smiles, rolling out of the ring and grabbing the Gateway Championship off the ground, almost as if she knew exactly where to find it! She lifts her title in the air, backing up the ramp as we fade!WINNER: KAYA PARKER (#ANDSTILL)
RESULT: PINFALL (WE GENUINELY HAVE NO IDEA HOW SHE PULLED THIS OFF)
In the dimly lit backstage area, Charlie St Haven stood, her gaze fixed on the ground as she reflected on her recent loss to Ms. Filth. The disappointment weighed heavy on her shoulders, casting a shadow over her usual confidence and swagger. With a heavy sigh, she ran a hand through her hair, the frustration evident in her movements.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “Wednesday night... it just wasn't my night—"
Charlie muttered, her voice tinged with regret.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “Honestly, after thinking about it more— I believe I let my emotions get the best of me, and it cost me the match. I was shooting off, aiming with my heart instead of my head."
As she spoke, Charlie's words carried a sense of self-awareness, as if she were dissecting her own shortcomings with a critical eye.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “But that ends tonight..."
she declared, her tone firm and resolute.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “I just can't afford to let my emotions cloud my judgment anymore. I can't. Not if I want to come out on top."
With a determined set to her jaw, Charlie pushed aside the lingering feelings of disappointment and frustration, steeling herself for the challenge ahead.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “Now... Yumi Akiyama is nothing more than a new challenge and I refuse to let her defeat me," she asserted, her voice tinged with determination.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “I was born and trained to be a Gunslinger, to face adversity head-on and emerge victorious. And tonight will be no different."
As she prepared to make her entrance, Charlie's focus sharpened, her resolve unwavering.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “I'm pushing all my feelings out the window,"
she declared, her voice steady with conviction.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: "Because tonight, it's not about emotions or regrets. It's about one thing and one thing only: winning so I can gain two more points in this World Cup Tournament"
With a final nod to herself, Charlie squared her shoulders and stepped out into the bright lights of the arena, her determination shining through with every step..
MATCH #5: YUMI AKIYAMA (2) VS CHARLIE ST. HAVEN (2)
WORLD CUP PLATINUM LEAGUE MATCH
As the referee rings the bell Akiyama extends her hand out to shake hand with St. Haven as St. Haven accepts a handshake before they get separated from each other before they come to lock each other before St. Haven takes Akiyama’s head to lock in side headlock but Akiyama pushes St. Haven away from her and St. Haven goes into the rope and hits the rope back as Akiyama connects with a Lariat! But St. Haven ducks and St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s arm and St. Haven turns her around and St. Haven counters with a Roundhouse Kick! Right to Akiyama’s head before St. Haven tucks Akiyama’s head underneath her arm and St. Haven hangs Akiyama to the middle rope and St. Haven connects with a Middle Rope Hung Sit-Out Piledriver! Spikes Akiyama’s head down to the mat! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner but Akiyama rebounds and whips St. Haven into the mat and her back hits the turnbuckle hard causing St. Haven to stagger away from the corner before Akiyama runs towards the rope and Akiyama hits the rope back and Akiyama connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! But St. Haven ducks! And St. Haven wraps her arms around Akiyama from behind and St. Haven connects with a German Suplex! Sending Akiyama down to the mat! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and pulls her back to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner before St. Haven charges into the corner but meet a boot from Akiyama causes St. Haven to stumble away from the corner before Akiyama rushes over her and Akiyama connects with a Dropkick! Sending St. Haven stumbles into the corner before Akiyama gets back to her feets and goes into the opposite corner before Akiyama charges into St. Haven with her full speed and Akiyama connects with a Shotgun Dropkick! Sending St. Haven’s back hits the turnbuckle hard causes St. Haven to staggers away from the corner and back to the middle of the ring before collapse down to her knee while Akiyama gets back to her feets and notice St. Haven on her knee before Akiyama runs towards the rope and hits the rope back but St. Haven gets back to her feets and counters with a Spin Kick! Right to Akiyama’s head and causes Akiyama to go down to the mat before St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner before St. Haven charges into the corner and connects with SILVER BULLET, RUNNING BIG BOOT!!!!!! RIGHT TO AKIYAMA’S FACE BEFORE ST. HAVEN GRABS AKIYAMA’S HAIR AND TOSSES HER DOWN TO THE MAT AND ST. HAVEN COVERS ON AKIYAMA AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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NO! AKIYAMA LIFTS HER SHOULDER UP AT TWO! ST. HAVEN GETS BACK TO HER KNEES AND LOOKS DOWN AT AKIYAMA WITH A SLIGHTLY SMILE ON HER FACE! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and grabs Akiyama’s hair before whips Akiyama into the rope but Akiyama rebounds and sends St. Haven into the rope and St. Haven hits the rope back and Akiyama connects with a Lariat! Sending St. Haven down to the mat! But St. Haven quickly gets back to her feets but Akiyama connects with another Lariat! Sending St. Haven down to the mat again! But St. Haven quickly gets back to her feets again but Akiyama connects with Lariat three times! But this time St. Haven ducks and wraps her arms around Akiyama’s waists and St. Haven connects with a German Suplex! Sending Akiyama down to the mat! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner before St. Haven charges into the corner but meet a boot from Akiyama causes St. Haven to staggers away from her and Akiyama rushes over St. Haven but St. Haven counters with a kick to Akiyama’s guts causes Akiyama to bends over before St. Haven runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and St. Haven connects with a Running Big Boot! But Akiyama ducks! And Akiyama wraps her arms around St. Haven’s waists and Akiyama connects with a German Suplex! Sending St. Haven down to the mat! Before Akiyama gets back to her feets and Akiyama grabs St. Haven’s hair and pulls St. Haven back up to her feets and whips St. Haven into the corner before Akiyama charges into the corner and Akiyama connects with a Body Splash! Bumps St. Haven into the corner before Akiyama grabs St. Haven’s hair and drags St. Haven away from the corner and back to the middle of the ring and whips Akiyama takes a few steps back from St. Haven and Akiyama connects with SUPERKICK!!!!!! RIGHT TO ST. HAVEN’S JAW CAUSES ST. HAVEN TO FALLS DOWN TO THE MAT! AND AKIYAMA COVERS ON TOP OF ST. HAVEN AND SHE HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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NO! ST. HAVEN KICKOUT AT TWO! Akiyama not waste her time as she quickly gets back to her feets before grabs St. Haven’s hair and pulls St. Haven back up to her feets and Akiyama whips St. Haven into the corner before Akiyama charges into the corner but meet a boot from St. Haven causes Akiyama to stumbles away from the corner before St. Haven rushes over Akiyama and St. Haven connects with a Big Boot! But Akiyama ducks! And Akiyama rolls St. Haven with an O’ Connor Roll! But St. Haven lands to her feets but Akiyama connects with a Roundhouse Kick! Right to St. Haven causes St. Haven collapses down to her knees before Akiyama runs towards the rope while St. Haven gets back to her feets and Akiyama hits the rope back and Akiyama connects with a Slingblade! Sending St. Haven down to the mat! And now Akiyama hype up the crowd and the crowd cheers her loud as Akiyama goes to the rope and leaps over to the apron while St. Haven slowly gets back to her feets and Akiyama connects with DEATH FROM ABOVE, PHENOMENAL FOREARM!!!!!!!!! BUT ST. HAVEN COUNTERS WITH A HARD KICK RIGHT TO AKIYAMA’S GUTS CAUSES AKIYAMA TO DOWN ON HER ALL FOURS AND ST. HAVEN FOLLOWS BY SWITCHBLADE KICK! RIGHT TO THE BACK OF AKIYAMA’S HEAD SENDING HER DOWN TO THE MAT! Before St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and tucks Akiyama’s head underneath her arm and St. Haven connects with a Vertical Suplex! Before she gets back to her feets before lifts Akiyama over her head again and connects with another Vertical Suplex! Slams Akiyama down to the mat for the second time! And St. Haven gets back to her feets with Akiyama’s head underneath her arm again and St. Haven lifts her over her head again and connects with the third Vertical Suplex! VERTIGO EFFECT, TRIPLE ROLLING VERTICAL SUPLEX!!!!!! BEFORE ST. HAVEN GETS BACK TO HER FEETS AND GRABS AKIYAMA’S HAIR AND PULLS AKIYAMA BACK UP TO HER FEETS AND LIFTS AKIYAMA OVER HER SHOULDERS BEFORE ST. HAVEN SPUNS AROUND BEFORE CONNECTS WITH THE CULT CLASSIC IMPACT, SPINNING ARGENTINE BACKBREAKER DROP INTO A NECKBREAKER!!!!!!!!! SENDING AKIYAMA DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE ST. HAVEN COVERS ON AKIYAMA AND HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Charlie! St. Haven!
Amber Westgate: The Gunslinger claims another victim! Yumi Akiyama is eliminated from contention in this tournament!
Adam LaRue: St. Haven might not be able to win at this point with the way other’s points are lined up! But she definitely seems content with taking as many people as she can with her! What a win tonight!
St. Haven stands tall as we fade!WINNER: CHARLIE ST. HAVEN (2 POINTS EARNED)
RESULT: PINFALL (THE CULT CLASSIC IMPACT)
The shot cuts backstage where a camera is hastily trying to center a shot on a familiar blonde. As the crowd catches a glimpse of Jordan Majors, it erupts in cheers inside the arena. Majors grins as she pulls the microphone up and the camera finds itself focused on the former two-time world champion.
Jordan Majors: Yeah I wasn’t gonna make an appearance until my match, but here we are, huh? Why the hell not?
The crowd erupts and Majors smiles ear to ear as she listens to the crowd.
Jordan Majors: Let me get serious for a moment. I’ve been on a shit run since I lost that World Heavyweight Championship and I know it. No one needs to remind me. It’s made me feel like the most forgotten world champion we’ve had. And that’s saying something… But anyway, I want to send a message out to Kaitlin Williams.
There’s a mixed reaction from the crowd at the mention of the Aussie’s name.
Jordan Majors: Yeah… I get it. I get it. Some of y’all love her. Some hate her. The rest of ya are still trying to figure out why you should care.
There’s a resounding “oh” from the crowd and Majors nods.
Jordan Majors: Kaitlin you’ve been obsessed with me for months. Off of what? A fluke win because Kasey Kash interrupted our match? I will give you this. You wanted a rematch to prove it was not a fluke and I didn’t give it to you because I had bigger and better things to worry about. But you? You haven’t let up. And now I’m starting to get pissed off.
So here’s the deal, Katie. If you get involved in this match tonight with me and Nadia. If you fuck with me again. You will not only get the match that you want. You will get the beating of a lifetime. When I’m done with you in that ring, not only will no one care about this thing between us, they will forget you exist. Because I will embarrass you. I will run you out of this company if I have to. You wanted this match with me? I will give it to you. And I will ruin you.
Jordan stares straight into the camera with an intensity only seen late in her most difficult matches. The kind of look that shows she’s digging deep.
Jordan Majors: That doesn’t just go for Kaitlin either. No. If any of these G. O. D. assholes or anyone from the other 15 factions that are all vying for control of this company want to get involved in my shit, I will come for them, too. Because friends, I’m tired. Tired of what you’ve made me deal with. I’ve never backed down from a challenge or shied away from a target on my back. But going forward, if someone wants to take a shot at me, they will have to pay for it. And I promise you, the retribution will be sweet for me.
So Nadia, dear, we’ve known each other for what feels like ages. You and I know exactly what kind of fight we could give this crowd and each other. If someone taints this match, I’m sorry. But just know that person or persons will pay for that and feel wrath they have never, ever felt before.
There’s a bit of uneasiness from inside the arena that Majors can sense even backstage. She stops and senses the air before she looks back at the camera.
Jordan Majors: I know some of you might not like the way this message is coming across. But this is me. When someone is standing up and punching you in the face, you have to punch them back. You have to fight for what you think is right and you have to fight for justice. This is my brand of justice. I tried patience, and it didn’t work. It’s time to change things around and remind everyone in this company that Jordan Majors… IS MONEY!
That line gets a cheer and Majors looks up and nods before she glances back to the camera.
Jordan Majors: And you can take that… TO THE BANK!
Jordan flips the Zion mic behind her and walks away. The camera shows her walking down the hall before it cuts elsewhere.
The camera opens backstage on Ravenna “Cuervo” Rojas in full Shieldmaidens regalia, black tactical boots, black tactical pants, a black Las Olvidadas t-shirt, black fingerless gloves and her Shieldmaidens kutte. She glares into the camera visibly angry at the situation.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: Esta noche es la noche, Coneja.
She shakes her head.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Somos parche! ¡Somos familia! ¡Somos hermanas! Y tu…
She points accusingly into the camera.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Tu hiciste esto!
She moves her hand to point instead to her own chest.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Y aún así no te saqué del llavero! Pero…
Again, she points accusingly into the camera.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Si no paras te voy a cascar!
She nods firmly and then walks off.
MATCH #6: SOFIA HILTON VS RAVENNA ROJAS
Sofia walks up arrogantly and smirks at her sister. Ravenna simply glares back. Sofia looks at her husband and points at her younger sister before turning back to Ravenna and looking to knee her just like last time. Ravanna catches the leg and spins into an elbow strike that puts Sofis on her ass. Sofia scrambles away, shocked at the ferocity of the hit. She staggers up to her feet and turns to see her sister still standing basically in the middle of the ring. Sofia starts back and then suddenly runs into a twister enziguri. Ravenna stumbles forward and Sofia jumps into a rolling cradle. Ravenna kicks out and the two get to their feet. They start punching, trading shots until Ravenna knocks Sofia down. Sofia looks up and Ravenna hits La Sierra (buzzsaw kick to a kneeling opponent.) Sofia goes over onto her side. Ravenna rolls her over for a cover. Sofia gets a shoulder up and tries to shoot her legs for an armbar. Ravenna blocks it but Sofia tries to roll into a cardl;e again. Ravenna gets away and the two get up to their feet. They start trading again, each drawing blood on the other. Ravenna staggers back and Sofia smirks posing for the crowd. As she does this, Ravenna snaps off the Bad Omen (Black Mass). Sofia goes down like she’s been shot. Ravenna covers and gets the 1, 2, 3.
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Ravenna! Rojas!
Amber Westgate: Ravenna definitely learned more from her first outing against her sister, that much is certain!
Adam LaRue: What a win for Cuervo! But I have a feeling things aren’t gonna end between these two yet!
Rojas stands tall as we fade!WINNER: RAVENNA ROJAS
RESULT: PINFALL (BAD OMEN)
The scene opens focused on a door with the nameplate “Zion Management.” Doesn’t take long for the door to swing open. Walking out of the room is none other than the World Champion, ISIS. The World Championship is wrapped around her waist. On this day she is wearing blue jeans and a white blouse. Judging by the look on her face, she appears pretty proud of herself.
The World Champion doesn’t travel far. Amy Porter is in the area, she stops the leader of G.O.D immediately.
Amy Porter: “Cool. I was looking for you. Can I get a word?”
The jovial mood ISIS was in is replaced by a sigh.
ISIS: “Yeah... sure... why not?”
Amy Porter: “A lot has been going on. The continued war between The Queens and G.O.D. You’ve been distant from that, opting to reignite your issues with Madi. Any word on if your request to put your championship on the line against Madi is official?”
ISIS: “Kai and Nova can make the match official whenever they see fit. What I can announce is next week, my suggestion that Lena and I team together for the first time ever has been granted. I was on my way to tell her that before you interrupted me.”
Amy’s eyes light up, excited by the news ISIS dropped.
Amy Porter: “Wow. Pretty cool. If you don’t mind me asking, why make the request?”
ISIS: “Last week a great travesty occurred. Lena was looking forward to winning in her hometown. Shame that didn’t happen. I blame Madi for Lena not getting the outcome she desired. Madi was unreliable. Incompetent. All I could think about was if Lena had teamed with me, we would have won. Next week, I am going to show Lena. The world. And especially Madi that Lena and I are a much better combination.”
Amy Porter: “Sounds petty don’t you think?”
ISIS tilts her head to the side. Glaring at Amy she says.
ISIS: “No. Know what I find funny?
ISIS smirks.
ISIS: Madi had a ton to say two weeks ago when we stood face to face. Notice she didn’t speak out against me until me and Lena became friends. Ricky accused me of stirring the pot on Twitter/X. I could make the argument that Madi tried to drive a wedge between me and Lena first. All this started when Lena wanted my attention. Deep down, Madi is jealous. She doesn’t want to share Lena’s friendship with someone she knows, deep down, is better than her in every single way.
ISIS pauses briefly to pat her World Heavyweight Championship.
ISIS: Madi doesn’t need to be jealous. I can tolerate her existence. Lena wants to support Madi, convince her that she’s a superstar, I am secure enough to not be offended. However, as long as Madi shares the same space as me, it is my job as World Champion to remind Madi where her place in the pecker order is. And that is beneath me, and, to remind her that I am a far better asset as a tag partner than her.
Amy Porter: “You’re great ISIS, still undefeated for a reason, it would be a mistake to doubt you. Madi in all her incarnations is an accomplished tag team wrestler. Some would consider her a specialist. ”
ISIS shrugs her shoulders.
ISIS: Is that so? Here are the facts, Senshi no Akumu will have held the tag team championships longer than Rising Star Boulevard and The Crown. She is the common thread of both those teams. Is that a specialist, Amy? I don’t think so. A statement will be made next week. Madi, should take notes, I’m going to show her how to NOT let Lena down.”
ISIS doesn’t give Amy a chance to respond. She walks away, leaving Amy to process what the World Champion just said.
Amber Westgate: What a night tonight, but next week is gonna be even better! Fusion 120 comes to you from the Heritage Bank Center in Cincinnati, Ohio and will be our last stop before Fusion: BattleBorn! Let’s look at the line up!
Adam LaRue: Earlier tonight, The Carlton Crew ran afoul of Mai Blackman, and next week they may just pay the price for it! They take her on in a 2-on-1 handicap match, but make no mistake, that’s less of a hindrance to Blackman than it is an advantage to the lads!
Amber Westgate: Madi McNamara is almost all but set to take on ISIS at Fusion BattleBorn for the World Heavyweight Championship! But before she gets there, she has to go through a former World Champion in her own right, and someone she has loads of history with, in Angelica Matthews!
Adam LaRue: As announced by ISIS just moments ago, we have a tag match set for next week! The World Heavyweight Champion looks to show that she can be a more valuable partner to Lena Galante, and next week, she’ll have a chance to prove it as the duo take on Chalk Outline Angels!
Amber Westgate: And the final week of the Platinum League is upon us with three major matches to determine who will go to the final at Mayhem: Clarity! Daria Dorsey once again faces off against Isabella Rossi! Yumi Akiyama takes on Diamond Steele! And in the main event, Charlie St. Haven takes on the near unstoppable Lukas Baudelaire! All this and more goes down next week on Fusion!
MAIN EVENT: JORDAN MAJORS VS NADIA ALLEN
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Nadia! Allen!
Amber Westgate: Both these women came in tonight with a lot to prove, and I don’t think the fans were disappointed by either of them! But in the end, Kaitlin Williams got one over on Jordan Majors again, this time without even having to be here!
Adam LaRue: Majors did say that if she got screwed over tonight, it wouldn’t be a good look for Williams! Now it’s time to see if she lives up to that promise!
Allen celebrates, with Majors looking extremely angry! Allen eventually helps her to her feet, shaking her hand as we fade to black!WINNER: NADIA ALLEN
RESULT: PINFALL (DEATH BY POISON)
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a striking red evening gown, crafted from exquisite shimmering fabric, commands attention as it cascades across the commentary table. with its off-the-shoulder straps and a daring high slit, it complements the wearer's fair complexion. the cameras lag behind seemingly caught off-guard by the unfolding events, as if the operators behind the machinery were unprepared for the spectacle. the wearer of the intricate and exquisite gown is revealed to be none other than erissa. making her debut in zion wrestling just a fortnight ago, the mother of talons appears to have orchestrated this dramatic start to the broadcast, leaving the audience both dazzled and bewildered. she lies sprawled across the commentary table, adopting a posture akin to one settling onto a bed, with a broadcaster's headset placed over her head. erissa's sudden presence evokes a loud, albeit mixed, reaction from those observing it live and in video. some remain unforgiving of erissa's assault on fan favorite ayu megumi merely a week ago, while others appear to condone her actions, or perhaps they are simply captivated by the extravagant appearance of the indescribably glorious prophet.
we're several minutes deep into this broadcast yet only now do the first signs of activity begin to emerge as erissa raises the headset's microphone with her fingers from its initial position. her lips, adorned in a deep crimson hue matching her breathtaking gown, open gradually.
erissa: ❝ i appreciate the humanity of it all, as change would not be meaningful without some resistance. two weeks ago i first appeared within this promotion and i spoke to you all regarding how things were going to go— you responded with unequivocal cheers. finally, zion wrestling marches to a different beat and changes its face, a fresh shot of adrenaline and unrivalled star power, necessary to appease the casual viewer. yet when words were validated with action, when i carried out the blueprint i had explained in depth the week before, those cheers deafened, replaced by insincere cries of callousness and blanket statements regarding my actions. the mother of talons has taken things a step too far— she is undeserving of the spotlight zion wrestling graciously shines down upon her. i was labeled as selfish, an attention-seeker desperate to stand out and curate controversy. again, i condone and recognise that what it means to be a professional wrestler has long been bastardized in this society. it is common for the majority of talents you’re used to gracing your television screens and seeing live in colour to wield two faces. a gimmick that is perpetuated to the world, while true intentions are shielded behind that metallic and ruthless exterior. ❞
erissa's words are delivered with a visceral execution, embodying a passion that would be impossible to replicate. each word she utters drips with merciless venom as it grows evident that the belief in her teachings is legitimate. she comprehends the intricacies and depth of humanity including their flaws. this isn't her first encounter with the fickleness of those in the audience, their greed, and their hunger for quality products which often results in a compromise of their ethics. while she speaks erissa lounges about on the commentary table, appearing unconcerned with the world around her.
erissa: ❝ you’re unacquainted with the notion of a woman in this profession not being all talk. no forced bravado, a genuine force of change who isn’t hiding or unwilling to exert her power unto others. i recognise my actions are subject to criticism, alas without somebody willing to put their body on the line and their money where their mouth is, professional wrestling could continue to experience decay. i act in service of you, my actions are not selfish but selfless, so that those who get in this ring for your entertainment and idolisation fight with conviction and desire. the truth of the matter is that while some fight for their love of this sport, others do so for selfish reasoning. they view zion wrestling not as their heaven, but a business to be exploited for personal gain. some who grace the very ring lying beside me are the antithesis of what it should mean to be a professional wrestler and a role model to thousands, if not millions tuning in from around the globe. and yet, they’re allowed to act as if they belong, regardless of their efforts and their vices they’re granted the same opportunity as those with a genuine passion, when their true goals have no relation to success in this sport. ❞
erissa views her actions as essential for revitalizing not only the sport she loves but also the environment that it inhabits. she doesn't strike for championships or to grab attention with sensational headlines; rather, her aim is to defeat the false idols spreading deceitful prophecies to the vulnerable and the sick. with angelic facial features and a lovely gown accentuating her voluptuous feminine form, she captivates effortlessly. to resist the allure of the enigmatic prophet is quite challenging. her stunning beauty is equaled only by her devilish charisma; her words, that are bold and deeply fascinating, possess an almost venomous persuasiveness within them.
erissa: ❝ ayu megumi is the perfect example of an individual who has warped the idea of a professional wrestler to fit their selfish needs. time and time again we have heard promises of improvement. notions that a setback will be righted, yet those fixes never materialize. ayu mocks what it means to be a professional wrestler, a false idol putting her followers under a false sense of security, when in reality these promises of improvement are a web of lies spun to maintain engagement and ensure the spotlight continues to shine down on her. she is the furthest thing from what a professional wrestler given such grand opportunities over and over should be, yet i am the one painted in a bad light for drawing attention to her flaws and looking to improve society and improve this sport through putting her to the sword. should i be seen stained with blood to push through the teachings of those who came before me then so be it, i will restore the true meaning etched in the foundations of this sport and should that mean— ❞
erissa's speech is abruptly interrupted by the sudden onset of ayu megumi's theme music. the stadium lights then flicker on, eliciting a loud and positive reaction from the crowd.
ayu: “ you said I’m mocking what it means to be a professional wrestler? are you sure about that?! after you cost me my match? that's your reason, huh? i promise to my fans and I can did it see when the day i become nfw united states champion. i know it different company but see i didn’t gave them a false hope i prove that i can do that i can success i can be a star that while you are trying to says i’m false idol i fail over time and time again. you know what? i didn’t care about these insults words from you. i don’t care what you did said to me. you still keep insults me like those idiots did but you didn’t even know i success already and i still try harder. but now i’m coming for you. as you attacked me in my match against mai blackman. i just want to warning you that your actions have a price to pay when you get in my way and i will not let you go easily. ”
from the expression writing on erissa's face, it seems that she anticipated ayu's interruption. with a sigh escaping her lips, she sits up on the commentary table, bringing the headphones from around her ears to rest them on her shoulders.
erissa: ❝ ayu, i’d like to thank you for proving my point for me. see, these people will cheer you. they’ll listen to the passion within your words and see how you walked on out here with such fire in your eyes. but beneath the exterior it’s all a fallacy. you said it yourself, you can’t be a failure or lack passion for professional wrestling because you’ve won a championship, a piece of gold in an entirely different promotion which has zero relevance to the point that i’ve been making. you say that you haven’t let these people down, because you proved that you could be a star. as long as gold sits around your waist and people perceive you to be important, that’s all that matters in your eyes. you don’t do this for the right reasons. you don’t come out here week on week to be the best, to climb the ladder and to improve yourself. but you’re right about one thing, ayu. i did attack you last week. i attacked you because i’m unafraid in doing what needs to be done, not for my own ambitions, but for the betterment of the sport and to stop these people in the audience, those watching at home, from latching onto the promises and assertions of a woman who will never deliver for them. ❞
ayu clearly not impressed with what she heard from erissa as her face getting redder as anger and never have anyone see her like this before ayu stepping up to erissa a bit more as she clench her fist tighter while her eyes keep looking on the woman that she hates right now.
ayu: “ you know what? i never feel hate someone like this before but you! you can make me feel hate you and yeah right now i want to slap or maybe punch that bitch face of you. after i heard what you said i want to fuck you up you know that? your reason to cost me in my match is stupid and what you said about me are stupid as well. you attack me because you want to get attention from everyone you attack me because you want to get in the spotlight in a very short time, yeah you already got that, erissa! but you know what? that i won’t let you go out easily. once you beat me down i will get it back to you harder and you need to prepared for it, erissa! because i’m here to revenge you. you think i’m just poor innocent little girl who can’t help my ownselves and fail at every redemption of myself right? let me show you something, erissa! ”
then ayu lifts her hand up high and attempts to slaps erissa’s face with all of her anger emotion from what happening to her by erissa who insults her right after beat her down in her match against mai blackman. however before she can do so, ayu is grabbed from behind much to the shock of the crowd as she is then dragged down to the flooring on the outside. it’s the first follower of the cult of erissa, scylla! we should have known scylla wouldn’t have been far behind the prophet, scylla has debuted in zion wrestling in predictable style, as the mandible claw is applied on the outside to a hapless ayu who didn’t see this coming at all. scylla jamming fingers down ayu’s throat and snuffing the life from the megumi sister as the mandible claw is locked in tight, erissa meanwhile has hopped down from the commentary table and is merely observing with a confident smirk on her features knowing that scylla would never let her down. ayu is thrashing around, throwing weak strikes up at her attacker but it’s hopeless. In time ayu is choked unconscious by scylla, with boos raining down from above as scylla then stands over the fallen carcass of her victim, aligning with erissa soon after.
Friday Night Fusions cameras find themselves backstage somewhere, the location itself is of little importance. Who they found however is, and that is none other than one Isabella Rossi. She is decked out in her gear getting ready for her match for the World Cup. She has her back to the camera, her tone a little colder than usual…
Isabella Rossi: Last week should not have happened…
Rossi lets out a groan of frustration.
Isabella Rossi: Last week has left a very bitter taste in my fucking mouth…
Isabella licks her lips before spitting off to the side of her off camera… She then spins around on her heel and looks at the camera, her eyes looking a little colder than usually as she sports some contacts. We notice her hair braided a little as well…
Isabella Rossi: Coming into this World Cup I had a plan, one I followed to the letter so much so I should be standing here with six points like my opponent tonight, but I do not, and I want you to know just how infuriating that is... I lost to someone who did not deserve to earn those two points I worked so hard for… I do not know how those two points slipped through these fingers, but they did and there is nothing I can do about that now… That moment I know is going to linger in the back of my mind tonight, in just a few moments when I step out there and compete against Lukas… A man who is the clear-cut favourite in all their eyes. But I do not intend to second guess myself tonight…
Rossi stands there in thought while motioning to the camera as if they were the crowd, she is looking to find the right words.
Isabella Rossi: Lukas is a man despite our paths now crossing is one I do have some respect for. He had come in Zion Wrestling just like me and has dominated each opponent thrust in front of us, the difference between us only being last week’s results in our matches... The difference being just three seconds for me. Three seconds I cannot take back and three seconds I have no intention of losing again tonight… And this is something that is only in my control now, a control you want to take away from me Lukas and that is something that I cannot allow mon cher.
Isabella pauses to look down at the floor in more thought, a moment passes, and she continues.
Isabella Rossi: Will tonight be easy, no it will not I am aware of this. I know you will be my greatest challenge to date, but you will be a challenge I will step up to and defeat like everything else that has brought hardship and pain into my life over the years... You are a man that stands between Isabella Rossi and Destiny three, you will be smiling on the inside with the end in your sights this I am sure, but the world doesn’t envy you this night... You are not what Zion Wrestling needs to lead it to the promise land, I am. It does not need Blaze Darling winning a World Championship at Destiny Three…
Isabella shakes her head…
Isabella Rossi: That is for me, and the World Cup is my opportunity to do just THAT! What is left for a woman like me if I don’t pin your shoulders to the mat tonight, Lukas? What is left for me if I cannot do the unthinkable and make you tap out instead? What is left for ME if I cannot reclaim the two points that were stolen from me? Simple really, It will be a broken heart because when I look at Destiny three, I don’t see my name on the marquee where it belongs... I don’t see this visage front and center on the promotional posters for the events… I will not hear my name on the lips of everyone around the world and I need this to happen Lukas, I NEED it and if it doesn’t come to pass then I do not know what I will do.
Isabella laughs a little, it looks like a different side to her the world had yet to really notice before.
Isabella Rossi: That is my motivation for victory tonight, I cannot let it end here. I will NOT let it end here… I will not be a bit part player at the biggest show of the year, in one of the biggest companies in the fucking world. NO, I am a Main Event calibre Superstar for each and every one of them to idolize!! So, let me make this abundantly clear mon cher, you think I am going to stand idly by and allow you to dictate how this story of mine is going to end? Non, that is not how this is going to go. I am Isabella Ross, Bella Tempesta, Le Femme Fatale. I am going to win this World Cup once I beat you and beat Daria AGAIN next week. Then I will beat which ever poor soul wins the Gold League. Because without this, I have nothing… Do you hear me?
Isabella smirks as she moves closer to the camera to whisper to it…
Isabella Rossi: I hope it registers with you because you’re a man who heralds himself as the future which if true, leads us all to be living in a future that is bleak should you succeed... Maybe one day you will achieve the goal you’ve set yourself, but this is my stage now, Zion Wrestling is my arena… Tonight, my victory is not a hope. it's an inevitability, because failure is not an option…
Isabella looks at the camera for a moment and blows a kiss to it but transitions her hand into a middle finger before pushing it to the side and walking away.
Fade to black.
OPENING CONTEST: ISABELLA ROSSI (4) VS LUKAS BAUDELAIRE (6)
WORLD CUP PLATINUM LEAGUE MATCH
Darrion Hughes: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Darrion Hughes: And it is a Platinum League Match in the Zion Wrestling World Cup!
Introducing first…from Marseille, France…weighing in at 135 lbs…Isabella! Rossi!
And her opponent…from Rotterdam, Netherlands…weighing in at 225 lbs…Lukas! Baudelaire!
Amber Westgate: Lukas Baudelaire has yet to be defeated not just in this tournament, but in Zion Wrestling so far! If he continues that trend tonight, there might not be much hope for anyone in the Platinum League to make it to the final!
Adam LaRue: That’s why the weight of the world is on Isabella Rossi tonight! If she loses here, then no matter what she does next week, she won’t be able to get a foot into that final at all! It’s do or die, but defeating the Unspoken Death at this juncture is a lot easier said than done!
As the referee rings the bell Rossi rushes over Baudelaire and grabs his arm and whips Baudelaire into the rope but Baudelaire rebounds and pulls Rossi into him and Baudelaire connects with a Short-Arm Lariat! But Rossi ducks before Rossi counters with a Snap Dragon Suplex! But Baudelaire lands to his feets behind Rossi and Baudelaire wraps his arms around Rossi from behind and Baudelaire connects with a German Suplex! But Rossi lands to her feets as well and Rossi rushes over the rope while Baudelaire slowly turns around to her and Rossi hits the rope back and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Right to Baudelaire’s face causes Baudelaire stumbles into the rope and leans against the rope and Rossi runs towards the rope again and hits the rope back but Baudelaire counters with throws Rossi to the outside of the ring but Rossi lands to the apron and Baudelaire approaches her again but Rossi hit him with a Forearm Smash causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the rope and Rossi gets back inside the ring and rushes over Baudelaire and Rossi connects with a Clotheslines! But Baudelaire didn’t fall down to the mat! He smirks and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s arm and Baudelaire pulls Rossi into him and Baudelaire connects with a Short-Arm Lariat! Sending Rossi turns inside out and falls down to the mat! Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire charges into the corner but meet a boot from Rossi causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the corner and Rossi rushes over Baudelaire and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Right to Baudelaire’s knee causes Baudelaire to collapse down to his knee and Rossi gets back to her feets and Rossi runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Rossi connects with a Shining Wizard! Right to Baudelaire’s face sending Baudelaire down to the mat! Before Rossi grabs Baudelaire’s hair and pulls Baudelaire back up to his feets and Rossi whips Baudelaire into the corner before Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire’s back hits with the turnbuckle hard causes Baudelaire to stagger away from the corner before Rossi runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Rossi connects with TEMPTATION KICK, A YAKUZA KICK!!!!!! KICK RIGHT TO BAUDELAIRE’S FACE SENDING BAUDELAIRE DOWN TO THE MAT! BAUDELAIRE IS KNOCK OUT COLD BEFORE ROSSI GETS COVERS ON TOP OF HIM AND ROSSI HOOK HIS LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COVERS! AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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BAUDELAIRE KICKOUT AT TWO! ROSSI SITS BACK UP AND LOOKS AT BAUDELAIRE AS SHE SHOOKS HER HEAD BEFORE ROSSI GETS BACK TO HER FEETS! Rossi grabs Baudelaire’s hair and Rossi pulls Baudelaire back up to his feets again before Rossi whips Baudelaire into the corner again before Rossi charges into the corner and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire’s back hits with the turnbuckle hard and Rossi slowly gets back to her feets but this time Baudelaire rushes at her and Baudelaire connects with a Yakuza Kick! Right to Rossi’s face! Sending Rossi down to the mat after Baudelaire hits a Yakuza Kick from outta nowhere! Before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire connects with a Shotgun Dropkick! Sending Rossi’s back with the turnbuckle hard causes Rossi staggers away from the corner while Baudelaire gets back to his feets and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s arm and he pulls her into him but she kick hard right to his guts causes Baudelaire falls down to his knee before Rossi runs towards the rope but Baudelaire quickly to gets back to his feets and follows her before Rossi turns around to find Baudelaire but Baudelaire connects with a Rebound Lariat! Sending Rossi flips in the middle air and falls down to the mat! Before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire charges into the corner and Baudelaire connects with a Yakuza Kick! Boot right to Rossi’s face before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and drags Rossi away from the corner and tucks Rossi underneath his arm and Baudelaire connects with a Gutwrench Suplex! Slams Rossi down to the mat hard! Before Baudelaire gets back to his feets and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and before Baudelaire drags Rossi into the rope and hangs her to the middle rope and Baudelaire takes a few steps back before Baudelaire connects with a Apron Hung Pump Kick! Kick right to Rossi’s head causes Rossi to fall back inside the ring again! Before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Baudelaire connects with THE BEAUTY OF SUFFERING, A DISCUS ELBOW STRIKE!!!!!! RIGHT TO ROSSI’S FACE SENDING ROSSI DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GRABS ROSSI’S HAIR AND BAUDELAIRE PULLS ROSSI BACK UP TO HER FEETS AGAIN BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GRABS ROSSI’S WRIST AND GOES BEHIND HER AND BAUDELAIRE CONNECTS WITH RED OCTOBER, WRIST LOCK RIPCORD LARIAT!!!!!!!!! SENDING ROSSI DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GOES TO COVERS ON ROSSI AND HOOK HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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THREEEEE…
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NO! ROSSI KICK OUT AT THE LAST SECONDS TO SAVE HER CHANCE TO WIN THIS MATCH! BAUDELAIRE GETS BACK TO HIS KNEES AND LOOKS DOWN AT ROSSI BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GETS BACK TO HIS FEETS! Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire charges into the corner but Baudelaire meet a boot from Rossi causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the corner before Rossi rushes over Baudelaire and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire stumbles into the corner before Rossi charges into the corner and Rossi connects with another Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire’s back hits with the turnbuckle hard causes Baudelaire staggers away from the corner and before Rossi attempts to runs away to the rope but Baudelaire grabs her arm and pulls Rossi into him and Baudelaire wraps his arms around Rossi’s waists and Baudelaire connects with a German Suplex! Sending Rossi down to the mat! Before Baudelaire gets back to his feets and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner but Rossi reverses and whips Baudelaire into the corner causes Baudelaire clashes into the corner hard causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the corner and Rossi runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Rossi connects with TEMPTATION KICK, A YAKUZA KICK!!!!!! RIGHT TO BAUDELAIRE’S FACE SENDING BAUDELAIRE DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE ROSSI GRABS BAUDELAIRE’S HAIR AND ROSSI PULLS BAUDELAIRE BACK UP TO HIS FEETS AND ROSSI TUCKS BAUDELAIRE BETWEEN HER LEGS AND ROSSI CONNECTS WITH LA BELLA BOMBSHELL, PACKAGE PILEDRIVER!!!!!!!!! SPIKES BAUDELAIRE’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! AND ROSSI GETS COVERS ON HIM AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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THREEEEE…!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Isabella! Rossi!
Amber Westgate: Rossi did it! She pulled off the impossible! She defeats Lukas Baudelaire to keep herself in play!
Adam LaRue: That match took a lot out of her, but she persevered! Now she just has to replicate that success next week and she’ll have a prayer at winning the league!
Rossi tiredly celebrates her win as we fade!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Darrion Hughes: And it is a Platinum League Match in the Zion Wrestling World Cup!
Introducing first…from Marseille, France…weighing in at 135 lbs…Isabella! Rossi!
And her opponent…from Rotterdam, Netherlands…weighing in at 225 lbs…Lukas! Baudelaire!
Amber Westgate: Lukas Baudelaire has yet to be defeated not just in this tournament, but in Zion Wrestling so far! If he continues that trend tonight, there might not be much hope for anyone in the Platinum League to make it to the final!
Adam LaRue: That’s why the weight of the world is on Isabella Rossi tonight! If she loses here, then no matter what she does next week, she won’t be able to get a foot into that final at all! It’s do or die, but defeating the Unspoken Death at this juncture is a lot easier said than done!
As the referee rings the bell Rossi rushes over Baudelaire and grabs his arm and whips Baudelaire into the rope but Baudelaire rebounds and pulls Rossi into him and Baudelaire connects with a Short-Arm Lariat! But Rossi ducks before Rossi counters with a Snap Dragon Suplex! But Baudelaire lands to his feets behind Rossi and Baudelaire wraps his arms around Rossi from behind and Baudelaire connects with a German Suplex! But Rossi lands to her feets as well and Rossi rushes over the rope while Baudelaire slowly turns around to her and Rossi hits the rope back and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Right to Baudelaire’s face causes Baudelaire stumbles into the rope and leans against the rope and Rossi runs towards the rope again and hits the rope back but Baudelaire counters with throws Rossi to the outside of the ring but Rossi lands to the apron and Baudelaire approaches her again but Rossi hit him with a Forearm Smash causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the rope and Rossi gets back inside the ring and rushes over Baudelaire and Rossi connects with a Clotheslines! But Baudelaire didn’t fall down to the mat! He smirks and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s arm and Baudelaire pulls Rossi into him and Baudelaire connects with a Short-Arm Lariat! Sending Rossi turns inside out and falls down to the mat! Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire charges into the corner but meet a boot from Rossi causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the corner and Rossi rushes over Baudelaire and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Right to Baudelaire’s knee causes Baudelaire to collapse down to his knee and Rossi gets back to her feets and Rossi runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Rossi connects with a Shining Wizard! Right to Baudelaire’s face sending Baudelaire down to the mat! Before Rossi grabs Baudelaire’s hair and pulls Baudelaire back up to his feets and Rossi whips Baudelaire into the corner before Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire’s back hits with the turnbuckle hard causes Baudelaire to stagger away from the corner before Rossi runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Rossi connects with TEMPTATION KICK, A YAKUZA KICK!!!!!! KICK RIGHT TO BAUDELAIRE’S FACE SENDING BAUDELAIRE DOWN TO THE MAT! BAUDELAIRE IS KNOCK OUT COLD BEFORE ROSSI GETS COVERS ON TOP OF HIM AND ROSSI HOOK HIS LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COVERS! AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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BAUDELAIRE KICKOUT AT TWO! ROSSI SITS BACK UP AND LOOKS AT BAUDELAIRE AS SHE SHOOKS HER HEAD BEFORE ROSSI GETS BACK TO HER FEETS! Rossi grabs Baudelaire’s hair and Rossi pulls Baudelaire back up to his feets again before Rossi whips Baudelaire into the corner again before Rossi charges into the corner and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire’s back hits with the turnbuckle hard and Rossi slowly gets back to her feets but this time Baudelaire rushes at her and Baudelaire connects with a Yakuza Kick! Right to Rossi’s face! Sending Rossi down to the mat after Baudelaire hits a Yakuza Kick from outta nowhere! Before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire connects with a Shotgun Dropkick! Sending Rossi’s back with the turnbuckle hard causes Rossi staggers away from the corner while Baudelaire gets back to his feets and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s arm and he pulls her into him but she kick hard right to his guts causes Baudelaire falls down to his knee before Rossi runs towards the rope but Baudelaire quickly to gets back to his feets and follows her before Rossi turns around to find Baudelaire but Baudelaire connects with a Rebound Lariat! Sending Rossi flips in the middle air and falls down to the mat! Before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire charges into the corner and Baudelaire connects with a Yakuza Kick! Boot right to Rossi’s face before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and drags Rossi away from the corner and tucks Rossi underneath his arm and Baudelaire connects with a Gutwrench Suplex! Slams Rossi down to the mat hard! Before Baudelaire gets back to his feets and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and before Baudelaire drags Rossi into the rope and hangs her to the middle rope and Baudelaire takes a few steps back before Baudelaire connects with a Apron Hung Pump Kick! Kick right to Rossi’s head causes Rossi to fall back inside the ring again! Before Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Baudelaire connects with THE BEAUTY OF SUFFERING, A DISCUS ELBOW STRIKE!!!!!! RIGHT TO ROSSI’S FACE SENDING ROSSI DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GRABS ROSSI’S HAIR AND BAUDELAIRE PULLS ROSSI BACK UP TO HER FEETS AGAIN BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GRABS ROSSI’S WRIST AND GOES BEHIND HER AND BAUDELAIRE CONNECTS WITH RED OCTOBER, WRIST LOCK RIPCORD LARIAT!!!!!!!!! SENDING ROSSI DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GOES TO COVERS ON ROSSI AND HOOK HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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THREEEEE…
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NO! ROSSI KICK OUT AT THE LAST SECONDS TO SAVE HER CHANCE TO WIN THIS MATCH! BAUDELAIRE GETS BACK TO HIS KNEES AND LOOKS DOWN AT ROSSI BEFORE BAUDELAIRE GETS BACK TO HIS FEETS! Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner before Baudelaire charges into the corner but Baudelaire meet a boot from Rossi causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the corner before Rossi rushes over Baudelaire and Rossi connects with a Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire stumbles into the corner before Rossi charges into the corner and Rossi connects with another Dropkick! Sending Baudelaire’s back hits with the turnbuckle hard causes Baudelaire staggers away from the corner and before Rossi attempts to runs away to the rope but Baudelaire grabs her arm and pulls Rossi into him and Baudelaire wraps his arms around Rossi’s waists and Baudelaire connects with a German Suplex! Sending Rossi down to the mat! Before Baudelaire gets back to his feets and Baudelaire grabs Rossi’s hair and Baudelaire pulls Rossi back up to her feets and Baudelaire whips Rossi into the corner but Rossi reverses and whips Baudelaire into the corner causes Baudelaire clashes into the corner hard causes Baudelaire stumbles away from the corner and Rossi runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Rossi connects with TEMPTATION KICK, A YAKUZA KICK!!!!!! RIGHT TO BAUDELAIRE’S FACE SENDING BAUDELAIRE DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE ROSSI GRABS BAUDELAIRE’S HAIR AND ROSSI PULLS BAUDELAIRE BACK UP TO HIS FEETS AND ROSSI TUCKS BAUDELAIRE BETWEEN HER LEGS AND ROSSI CONNECTS WITH LA BELLA BOMBSHELL, PACKAGE PILEDRIVER!!!!!!!!! SPIKES BAUDELAIRE’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! AND ROSSI GETS COVERS ON HIM AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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THREEEEE…!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Isabella! Rossi!
Amber Westgate: Rossi did it! She pulled off the impossible! She defeats Lukas Baudelaire to keep herself in play!
Adam LaRue: That match took a lot out of her, but she persevered! Now she just has to replicate that success next week and she’ll have a prayer at winning the league!
Rossi tiredly celebrates her win as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (LA BELLA BOMBSHELL)
[Devyn Mitchell is posted backstage with Nadia Allen to her right. Nadia is sporting her ring gear along with a black and magenta leather jacket. She stretches her neck a bit, pacing in her spot.]
Devyn: Devyn Mitchell here. Once again with Nadia Allen. Thanks for this time.
[Nadia gives a nod.]
Nadia: Any time.
Devyn: I know you want to focus on your match tonight against Jordan Majors in the main event but we have to talk about last week. You made two huge statements; one challenging Gianna Rojas in the middle of her celebration of one year as Viral Champion. And then, you got a little payback on Maki Megumi and helped Yukiko Kusanagi win the Queen of Strong Style title. For someone who likes to stay under the radar, you were very loud last week.
[Nadia's body angles towards Devyn before shifting straight ahead.]
Nadia: Eye for an eye. Maki. I told you. I'm going to gut you slowly. You have no honor. No dignity. No character. When you ruined my chance to win the World title and went back to your God, you threw away my willingness to care about you. There is no mercy. Seeing that you and G.O.D were going to do the same thing to Yu like you did to me, my body just went into action. Not on my watch.
[Nadia sneers.]
Nadia: I think about what Jessi said at Madness when your friends Maki ruined her revenge and she wondered where I was, where the Queens were. And that stuck with me because as a member of this unit, it's no longer about me. But my teammates around me. I think about Blaze coming through for me when you Maki and Kaya tried to end me a few weeks ago. I wanted do the same for Yu while sticking it to you. And I know you're pissed. Good. People trip over themselves when they're pissed. I prefer to push you into your grave, Maki. Whether it's before or after I challenge Gia, I'm going to wrap my arms around your neck. Whether you tap or snap it's up to you. But I'm not done with you and the Queens as a whole, we're not done with you, G.O.D.
[Nadia pauses.]
Devyn: Strong words from you. A lot of emotion coming out of you. How do you plan on channeling that in the main event against a fellow teammate in Jordan Majors?
[The red haired woman's face softens.]
Nadia: Jordan's one of the best. From a far, her energy and commitment was something I've always respected. We teamed a few weeks ago and we've sparred here and there. I can't say I'm close to her yet but there is respect there. And as one of the best wrestlers in the world, that is something I believe I am. Gianna Rojas definitely is. She's been champion for a year to prove it. Wrestlers like, like you Jordan, I have to beat in order to be the best. I'm looking forward to seeing how we measure up. Tonight is purely about who is better. This is about proving I am ready and worthy to challenge Gianna and have a crack at ending a reign no one has been able to stop. Jordan, I know I'm going to get your best. But tonight, I am not leaving that ring without a victory.
[She then gives a nod to Devyn before walking away.]
MATCH #2: NOVA THE SOOTHSAYER VS LARA BRATTON
The bell rings and Nova and Lara carefully circle each other, eyes warily watching the other as they pace the ring. Finally they close in for a collar-and-elbow which Lara transitions into a side headlock. Nova squirms for a moment but then manages to wiggle free and tug Lara's arm behind her back in a hammerlock. Lara grits her teeth, but fakes left and then pivots right as she flips the hammerlock, tightly holding Nova's arm behind her back. Now it's Nova's time to squirm, and she tries to do the same move, but Lara tightens her grip, and Nova growls. She squirms some more, but then suddenly drops down to one knee, swinging her shoulder forward and sending Lara over with a hip toss. Lara rolls with the momentum, getting back on her feet and hitting the ropes to stop herself, but as she turns, she gets greeted by a stiff clothesline from Nova sending her right over the top! Bratton crashes down to ringside as The Soothsayer smiles at her for a moment, and then sizes her up. Nova turns and dashes off the ropes, and then comes charging back, leaping over with a Plancha, but Lara dives to the side, and Nova splats on the ringside mats! The crowd winces at the sight of the impact, before Bratton comes back over, dragging Nova up and slamming her back into the barricade, and then rolling Fate's Champion back into the ring. Lara follows Nova in, dragging the Soothsayer to her feet, and drilling a knee into her gut to drive the wind from her, before raising her up and driving her into the mat with a Crucifix Bomb, and stacking the legs as the referee hits the mat.
ONE...!
TWO..NO!
Nova manages to kick out and Lara looks at the referee in annoyance for a moment but then climbs to her feet. Dragging Nova up, she whips her hard into the corner, aiming to do more damager to The Soothsayer's back, and then follows her in with a charging shoulder to the ribs, once more driving the wind out of Nova. Lara takes a few steps out with a composed smile before turning and charging in again, only this time Nova flings her legs up, dodge rolling over Lara, and Bratton crashes head-first into the turnbuckle! Lara stumbles back from the impact, and Nova's instincts kick in as she leaps up and lands a standing hurricarana, even hooking the legs on impact!
ONE...!
TW-NO!
Lara kicks out, and now both women are down for a moment. Bratton turns to reach for the ropes, dragging herself up slowly as the crowd roars, while behind her, Nova kips up! The Soothsayer stumbles on her feet as she reaches them, clutching at her wounded back, but she's still standing when Lara turns around, and Nova fires off a chop across Lara's chest. Bratton fires back with a right hand to the jaw, and the two women start exchanging stiff strikes in the middle of the ring! Its Lara that ends the war, blocking a right from Nova, and dropping the Soothsayer with a stiff lariat, the momentum sending her forward a few steps, and the effort leaving her panting. But behind her back, Nova kips back up! And when Bratton turns back around, she's dropped with a Pele Kick! Fate's Champion has the momentum now, and she's back on her feet buzzing and energised as Lara pushes up, only to be met with an armdrag that sends her rolling up and crashing into the corner. Nova points at her and charges in, nailing a dropkick that sends Lara tripping and crashing to the mat. Nova is quick to slip out of the ring to the apron, sizing up her landing zone, and then leaping for her Springboard Splash, but Lara gets her knees up! Nova crashes down hard, and bounces off clutching at the already wounded ribs, while Lara merely smiles. Turning to see the referee is checking on Nova, Lara reaches into her boots for something, determined to turn back her momentum from its latest efforts. She slips something on her hand, and then climbs to her feet, waving at Nova to get up. Bratton smacks her hand into her other hand, sizing up her uppercut as Nova pushes to her feet. Lara grips Nova by the wrist and tugs her around....
and Nova lets loose with an absolutely KILLER Unforeseen to Lara's jaw! Brattin crashes to the mat, and Nova manages to drape herself across Bratton's chest, reaching down to hook a leg as the referee lides into position.
ONE...!
TWO....!
THREE!!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Nova! The Soothsayer!
Amber Westgate: A huge win by Nova The Soothsayer, and a hell of a showing for Lara Bratton as well!
Adam LaRue: This match could’ve gone either way! That’s just a testament to how good these two talents are! I wouldn’t be surprised if I saw these two run it back in the main event sometime in the near future!
Nova stands tall as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (UNFORESEEN)
The scene opens on Katie Simmons, laying on a red velvet couch which is placed in front of a wall of championship belts. Placed above all of them being the HYBRID Vanguard and Dark Net Pro Silk Road championships. Katie is looking over the back of the couch at the gold before turning back to the camera, clearly showing the calm smile on her face.
Katie Simmons: Gold is pretty, isn’t it? Every human being is at least a little bit more attractive in the color, my husband and me being no different.
The redhead gestures to the wall of titles behind her.
Katie Simmons: As you can see, Damian has had no issues looking as amazing as possible. And sure, most of these are from no name companies with no merit to anything, but we still keep them around as memories of the destruction my husband has caused.
She lets out a small giggle but quickly cuts herself off with a loud clap of her hands.
Katie Simmons: But that’s the past! All of these titles are just memories, as we’re not allowed to bring them out with us during matches in companies they’re not a part of. So we need to remedy that by finally getting some new hardware to wear…
Her face suddenly turns to one of disgust.
Katie Simmons: A task that would be so much easier if we weren’t busy dealing with the living embodiment of a scarecrow…
She trails off as she stares off into space. But after a few moments she quickly snaps back to her brighter expression as she directs her attention back to the viewer.
Katie Simmons: But that’s fine. Because that issue will soon be dealt with and then Damian can get back to what he wants to do. Back to doing what we want to do. He gets to beat poor hapless victims down and win championships, and that gives me what I want. The attention, the fame, the recognition. Everything that goes along with that…
She trails off again, this time with a smile on her face, as if imagining something better than the last time this occurred.
Katie Simmons: Of course… All of this really is just all talk. Nothing will happen- no fortunes will change if my husband can’t get a match to improve his stance in the company…
The Siren puts a finger to her lip in thought.
Katie Simmons: Now, a New Year’s resolution of Damian’s, as well as a condition of his Zion contract, is to be more patient. And that means not wrecking the backstage area as often and putting fewer stagehands in the ICU. And, a man of his word-
A light smirk.
Katie Simmons: -he agreed. But! He can only hold himself back so long. And the longer he goes without a proper sanctioned match, the shorter his fuse becomes. And after more of the last two weeks, not even his beautiful wife who he would do anything for would be able to stop him.
The smaller Simmons suddenly sits up and turns to face the camera, arms on her knees, hunched over to be closer to the camera.
Katie Simmons: Two weeks straight of not being able to properly vent the frustrations of a double countout. Be careful, Zion. You’ve got a clock ticking down. And I don’t think you want to see what happens when it hits zero…
Her smile grows as she wiggles her fingers in the form of a wave.
Katie Simmons: Or maybe you do… I know I sure do. I guess we’ll find out…
The scene cuts backstage where The Carlton Crew of Barry MacKenzie and Max Walker are strolling along. Barry has a stern glare behind his eyes while Max is practically swagger stepping, a coffee in hand and a grin on his face.
Max Walker: “Bazza! just how good did that feel last week. Precious little Lena, right in front of all her home town fans and she CHOKED cause she can’t get on our level. Stealing that win felt so good Bazza! Not as good as the hummer that lovely lady from Velvet Rabbit gave me later that night but hey, still pretty damn g–”
The two turn a corner, Max spinning around to face Barry as he talks, and he crashes right into Mai Blackman. Max’s coffee drops to the floor, and Max gasps before turning to face Mai, with an angry look in his eyes.
Max Walker: “Hey Grandma. You mind watching where ya bloody going? Who the hell do you think you are bumping into me like that? I got half a mind to teach you some manners!”
As Max is yelling at Mai, the woman looks up from the floor at her feet where a dropped plate of food from catering has now splattered all over the concrete.
Mai Blackman: ”Who you calling Grandma, boy? You’re the one moon walking while talking to King Kong over here. Eyes in front!”
Max gasps at the way Mai is talking to him and then suddenly lets out a loud cackle. Seriously. Its like nails on a chalkboard. He can’t help himself though as he turns to Barry with a grin.
Max Walker: “Check out the big brass ones on this old bitch, Bazza.”
Max grins as he looks back at Mai and steps closer with a grin.
Max Walker: “Hey. Lady Grey Hairs. You clearly don’t know us, so here’s an introductory lesson. I’m Max. That's Barry. And we’re the BEST new Tag Team in Zion. We can walk where we want. Do what we want. Say what we want. And if your walker-assisted wrinkled face gets in my way again….”
Max stares at Mai for a moment longer and then steps back, stepping over beside Barry and smacking him on the shoulder.
Max Walker: “I’ll let Barry give you a one way trip to that next hip replacement.”
Mai’s eyes lift upward just for a second at the “Lady Grey Hairs” remark and she cracks a sly smirk. She even chuckles a bit. She knows she’s probably the oldest one across both rosters.
Mai Blackman: ”That’s really cute. Listen… Max, right? C’mere.”
She wiggles a finger for him to get closer. In doing so, Mai also steps closer and gets right up in Max’s face. The smirk on her face dropping into that cold scowl she’s usually known for.
Mai Blackman: ”You might be the best new tag team here? But the way your gums are flapping right now? You obviously don’t know who the hell I am but trust me. You don’t want that proper introduction. So…”
Mai pauses, giving Max a clap of her hand on his shoulder. She squeezes just a little and gives a couple of pats.
Mai Blackman: ”You and your pet gorilla here…get the fuck outta my way…or I’m gonna make sure the two of you really are inseparable. Yeah?”
She forces a smile again and gives Max another pat, harder this time, on the shoulder. Max winces at the second pat, and gives Mai a glare for a long moment before he shakes his head.
Max Walker: “You're just lucky that I’m not in the mood for beating up the elderly today. And since I’m not, neither is Mister Mac. Come on barry. Let's get you some food, and me a new coffee.”
And with that Max brushes past Mai and walks off, Barry following a step behind as he gives Mai a stare for a long moment but then walks off, leaving just Mai behind.
MATCH #3: DIAMOND STEELE (0) VS DARIA DORSEY (4)
WORLD CUP PLATINUM LEAGUE MATCH
The referee rings the bell Steele rushes over Dorsey and Steele connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! But Dorsey ducks and Dorsey grabs Steele’s arm and turns her around before Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner but a boot from Steele causes Dorsey to stumble away from the corner before Steele rushes over Dorsey and Steele connects with a Pele Kick! Right to Dorsey’s head sending Dorsey down to the mat! Before Steele gets back to her feets and Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner before Steele connects with a Yakuza Kick! Kick right to Dorsey’s face before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and drags Dorsey away from the corner and gets back to the middle of the ring before Steele runs away to the rope and hits the rope back but Dorsey counters with a Meteora! Sending Steele down to the mat! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls her back up to her feets and Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey approaches Steele in the corner and Dorsey starts to jabs Steele in the corner with her boxing jabs left and right while Steele unable to defenseless before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and drags Steele away from the corner and Dorsey whips Steele into the rope before Steele hits the rope back and Dorsey lifts Steele over her shoulder but Steele struggles and slips out from Dorsey grasp and pushes Dorsey away before Dorsey turns around back to Steele but Steele connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! Right to Dorsey’s face sending Dorsey down to the mat! Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele connects with a Meteora! Steele gets back to her feets and whips Dorsey into the opposite corner before charges into the corner but Dorsey rushes over Steele and Dorsey connects with a Thrust Kick! Kick right to Steele’s face sending Steele down to the mat! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and pulls Steele back up to her feets before Dorsey tucks Steele between her legs and Dorsey connects with a Spike Piledriver! Spikes Steele’s head down to the mat! Before Dorsey gets back to her feets before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets and Dorsey runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Dorsey connects with FIRESPIN DDT, FRONTFLIP SPIKE DDT!!!!!! SPIKES STEELE’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE DORSEY ROLLS STEELE OVER AND DORSEY COVERS ON TOP OF HER BEFORE HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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NO! STEELE KICK OUT AT TWO! Dorsey does not waste her time as she gets back to her feets and grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets before Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Meteora! Sending Steele bumps into the corner before Dorsey whips Steele into the opposite corner before Dorsey charges into the corner but meets a boot from Steele causes Dorsey to stumble away from the corner before Steele rushes over Dorsey but Dorsey counters with a Snap Powerslam! Sending Steele down to the mat again! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets but Steele pushes Dorsey away from her and Steele quickly counters with a Spinning Heel Kick! Right to Dorsey’s face sending Dorsey down to the mat! Before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner and Steele connects with a Yakuza Kick! Kick right to Dorsey’s face before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and takes her away from the corner a little bit and Steele tucks Dorsey’s head underneath her arm and goes into the corner before Steele connects with a Tornado DDT! Spikes Dorsey’s head down to the mat! Before Steele gets back to her feets and Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets again but Dorsey pushes Steele away from her but Steele counters with a Pele Kick! Kick right to Dorsey’s head! Sending Dorsey down to the mat again! Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets and Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner and connects with another Yakuza Kick! Before Steele grabs Dorsey’s hair and drags Dorsey back to the middle of the ring and Steele runs over the rope and hits the rope back but Dorsey counters with Clotheslines but Steele catches her and Steele connects with FLOAT OVER DDT!!!!!! SPIKES DORSEY’S HEAD DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE STEELE ROLLS DORSEY OVER AND STEELE COVERS ON DORSEY AND HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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NO! DORSEY KICKOUT AT TWO! STEELE GETS BACK TO HER KNEES AND STEELE SHOOKS HER HEAD AS SHE CLEARLY NOT IMPRESS WITH IT! Steele gets back to her feets and Steele gets back to her feets and grabs Dorsey’s hair and Steele pulls Dorsey back up to her feets before Steele whips Dorsey into the corner before Steele charges into the corner before Steele connects with a Yakuza Kick! But Dorsey ducks, causing Steele’s leg to be stuck with the turnbuckle before Dorsey wraps her arms around Steele’s waists and Dorsey connects with a German Suplex! Sending Steele down to the mat before Dorsey gets back to her feets and grabs Steele’s hair and Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets and Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Clotheslines! Bumps Steele into the corner before Dorsey whips Steele into the opposite corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Meteora! Bumps Steele into the corner before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair and drags Steele away from the corner before Dorsey runs towards the rope and Dorsey hits the rope back and Dorsey connects with a Thrust Kick! Right to Steele’s face! Sending Steele down to the mat! Before Dorsey grabs Steele’s hair before Dorsey pulls Steele back up to her feets before Dorsey whips Steele into the corner before Dorsey charges into the corner and Dorsey connects with a Cannonball! Bumps Steele into the corner causes Steele staggers away from the corner before Dorsey takes a few steps back and connects with BICYCLE KNEE LIFTS AND FOLLOWS BY BRIDGING BACK SUPLEX COMBINATION BEFORE DORSEY GETS BACK TO HER FEETS AND GRABS STEELE’S HAIR AND PULLS STEELE BACK UP TO HER FEETS AND CONNECTS WITH PHOENIX DRIVER, TAKEO DRIVER!!!!!!!!! SLAMS STEELE DOWN TO THE MAT! AND DORSEY GETS COVERS ON HER AND HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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THREEEEE…!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Daria! Dorsey!
Amber Westgate: Daria Dorsey gets the win and gets herself back on track with a big win! What a match!
Adam LaRue: Diamond hasn’t been able to make any headway in this tournament, and you have to believe her new bitter attitude has played a role in this! At this point, she’s just fighting to get any points in this one!
Dorsey stands tall at ringside, giving a few fans high-fives. Steele continues to throw a tantrum in the ring as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (PHOENIX DRIVER)
We cut backstage to find Dr. Castiel Talbot standing in front of a Fusion backdrop with Samuel Lopez standing beside him with his usual blank stare off into the distance.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Good evening ladies and gentlemen… and good evening to you too, Ms Parker. My name is Dr. Castiel Talbot… and I am the mouthpiece and psychiatrist to my nephew here, Samuel Lopez.
Talbot motions to Lopez, who doesn’t move a muscle, nor does he blink.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Tonight is going to be an interesting night. It will be interesting to see how my dear Samuel here will respond in tonight’s match with you, Ms. Parker. Because while of course, he recognizes the importance of this match with it being for your Gateway Championship… he is also loosely affiliated with the Queens of Chaos… the very same group that you turned your back on.
He pushes the glasses up from the bridge of his nose and over his eyes.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: And then of course… there is Mr. Simmons to consider as well. See, my nephew here is a smart man. He knows that the likelihood of you showing up during his match tonight is extremely high. Honestly? It would not surprise me if he is hoping that you do make an appearance. You are certainly a fascinating individual, Mr. Simmons… and my nephew enjoys the fight that you bring to him.
Talbot glances over to his nephew, who is still as stoic as ever before he turns back to the camera.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Either way… my dear Samuel is looking forward to meeting you both this evening.
He lets out a short chuckle before he then turns to the side and begins to walk off camera and Lopez moves for the first time as he follows his Uncle as we cut elsewhere.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Good evening ladies and gentlemen… and good evening to you too, Ms Parker. My name is Dr. Castiel Talbot… and I am the mouthpiece and psychiatrist to my nephew here, Samuel Lopez.
Talbot motions to Lopez, who doesn’t move a muscle, nor does he blink.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Tonight is going to be an interesting night. It will be interesting to see how my dear Samuel here will respond in tonight’s match with you, Ms. Parker. Because while of course, he recognizes the importance of this match with it being for your Gateway Championship… he is also loosely affiliated with the Queens of Chaos… the very same group that you turned your back on.
He pushes the glasses up from the bridge of his nose and over his eyes.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: And then of course… there is Mr. Simmons to consider as well. See, my nephew here is a smart man. He knows that the likelihood of you showing up during his match tonight is extremely high. Honestly? It would not surprise me if he is hoping that you do make an appearance. You are certainly a fascinating individual, Mr. Simmons… and my nephew enjoys the fight that you bring to him.
Talbot glances over to his nephew, who is still as stoic as ever before he turns back to the camera.
Dr. Castiel Talbot: Either way… my dear Samuel is looking forward to meeting you both this evening.
He lets out a short chuckle before he then turns to the side and begins to walk off camera and Lopez moves for the first time as he follows his Uncle as we cut elsewhere.
MATCH #4: SAMUEL LOPEZ VS KAYA PARKER ©
GATEWAY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
As with all of Samuel Lopez’s matches, the lights begin to dim, with the spotlights over the ring being the only thing illuminating the arena! Lopez drops all pretenses of subtly or restraint heading into this one, making it very clear that he wants the Gateway Championship and that wants to hurt Kaya Parker in the process of taking it! He shows this off early, rushing over to Parker and dropping her right off the bell with a Shoulder Block! He pulls Parker to her feet, pulling her right in for a Lariat that sends her to the mat hard! He makes a slight gesture with his hands, almost as if to tell her to get up so he can inflict even more punishment! Parker starts making it to her feet, with Lopez seemingly looking to end this early as he hits the ropes and looks for Silent Night! But Parker ducks the Clothesline from Hell, getting her arms around Lopez’s waist before connecting with a Snap German Suplex! She bridges for the pin, with Lopez kicking out at two!
Parker stays on top of Lopez, immediately transitioning the bridging pin into a Seated Waistlock! Lopez is able to escape however, pushing himself to his feet and prying Parker’s hands apart! He gets around her, getting her in position before tossing her overhead and dropping her face first to the mat with a Half-and-Half Suplex! Parker attempts to make it to her feet, only for Lopez to pull her up and throw her into the corner with a Bucklebomb! Parker staggers out of the corner, with Lopez now hitting the ropes and coming back to the connect with a Big Boot! Pin by Lopez, with Parker kicking out at two!
Lopez looks to finish this off, waiting for Parker to make it back to her feet before once again going for the Silent Night! This time, however, Parker is even quicker to avoid it, dropping to the mat before he can reach her and rolling out of the ring! She goes to the timekeeper’s area, grabbing her Gateway Championship belt and taking it to the ring! The official immediately takes it from her, knowing full well that she was about to use it as a weapon in this match! They go to set the title on the ringside floor, with Parker using the distraction to send Lopez a Kick straight to the groin! She gets him in position now, dropping him with the Powerbomb Lungblower! Pin by Parker, with Lopez kicking out right before three!
Parker looks to finish this one off, going to the corner and bringing down her kneepad to expose her knee! She rushes towards Lopez, looking for that Superknee Slingshot that she’s been using as a mockery to her sister Lilith! Lopez sidesteps it however, hitting the ropes as he shoots past her and finally laying Parker out with the Silent Night (Clothesline From Hell)! Lopez goes for the pin, with Parker getting a shoulder up just in time! Lopez crawls on the mat, beginning to stalk Parker as she tries to roll away! Before he can go in for the kill, however, the spotlights on the ring suddenly shift up the ramp, with all of them being on Damian and Katie Simmons, who are seen standing at the top of the stage! This may have served as a distraction to Lopez! However, we wouldn’t know, as all the spotlights pointed at the stage leaves the ring in pitch black darkness! What we can hear, however, is the sound of clinking metal getting louder and louder before a giant smack resonates, sounding like a racket meeting a wet blanket! We hear a thud of something hitting the mat, followed by the thud of metal hitting concrete, and once the spotlights return to the ring, we see Parker standing over a prone Lopez! She goes for the pin, with the referee counting to three to end this one!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…and STILL the Zion Wrestling GATEWAY! CHAMPION!...KAYA! PARKER!
Amber Westgate: Well, there’s no way of telling what went on in the dark, but what is plain to see is that Damian Simmons has once again cost Samuel Lopez another huge win!
Adam LaRue: Kaya Parker better be sending him and his missus an edible arrangement every week for the rest of her life! Because he just became responsible for the biggest upset in her Zion career!
Parker smiles, rolling out of the ring and grabbing the Gateway Championship off the ground, almost as if she knew exactly where to find it! She lifts her title in the air, backing up the ramp as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (WE GENUINELY HAVE NO IDEA HOW SHE PULLED THIS OFF)
In the dimly lit backstage area, Charlie St Haven stood, her gaze fixed on the ground as she reflected on her recent loss to Ms. Filth. The disappointment weighed heavy on her shoulders, casting a shadow over her usual confidence and swagger. With a heavy sigh, she ran a hand through her hair, the frustration evident in her movements.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “Wednesday night... it just wasn't my night—"
Charlie muttered, her voice tinged with regret.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “Honestly, after thinking about it more— I believe I let my emotions get the best of me, and it cost me the match. I was shooting off, aiming with my heart instead of my head."
As she spoke, Charlie's words carried a sense of self-awareness, as if she were dissecting her own shortcomings with a critical eye.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “But that ends tonight..."
she declared, her tone firm and resolute.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “I just can't afford to let my emotions cloud my judgment anymore. I can't. Not if I want to come out on top."
With a determined set to her jaw, Charlie pushed aside the lingering feelings of disappointment and frustration, steeling herself for the challenge ahead.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “Now... Yumi Akiyama is nothing more than a new challenge and I refuse to let her defeat me," she asserted, her voice tinged with determination.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “I was born and trained to be a Gunslinger, to face adversity head-on and emerge victorious. And tonight will be no different."
As she prepared to make her entrance, Charlie's focus sharpened, her resolve unwavering.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: “I'm pushing all my feelings out the window,"
she declared, her voice steady with conviction.
CHARLIE ST HAVEN: "Because tonight, it's not about emotions or regrets. It's about one thing and one thing only: winning so I can gain two more points in this World Cup Tournament"
With a final nod to herself, Charlie squared her shoulders and stepped out into the bright lights of the arena, her determination shining through with every step..
MATCH #5: YUMI AKIYAMA (2) VS CHARLIE ST. HAVEN (2)
WORLD CUP PLATINUM LEAGUE MATCH
As the referee rings the bell Akiyama extends her hand out to shake hand with St. Haven as St. Haven accepts a handshake before they get separated from each other before they come to lock each other before St. Haven takes Akiyama’s head to lock in side headlock but Akiyama pushes St. Haven away from her and St. Haven goes into the rope and hits the rope back as Akiyama connects with a Lariat! But St. Haven ducks and St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s arm and St. Haven turns her around and St. Haven counters with a Roundhouse Kick! Right to Akiyama’s head before St. Haven tucks Akiyama’s head underneath her arm and St. Haven hangs Akiyama to the middle rope and St. Haven connects with a Middle Rope Hung Sit-Out Piledriver! Spikes Akiyama’s head down to the mat! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner but Akiyama rebounds and whips St. Haven into the mat and her back hits the turnbuckle hard causing St. Haven to stagger away from the corner before Akiyama runs towards the rope and Akiyama hits the rope back and Akiyama connects with a Spinning Heel Kick! But St. Haven ducks! And St. Haven wraps her arms around Akiyama from behind and St. Haven connects with a German Suplex! Sending Akiyama down to the mat! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and pulls her back to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner before St. Haven charges into the corner but meet a boot from Akiyama causes St. Haven to stumble away from the corner before Akiyama rushes over her and Akiyama connects with a Dropkick! Sending St. Haven stumbles into the corner before Akiyama gets back to her feets and goes into the opposite corner before Akiyama charges into St. Haven with her full speed and Akiyama connects with a Shotgun Dropkick! Sending St. Haven’s back hits the turnbuckle hard causes St. Haven to staggers away from the corner and back to the middle of the ring before collapse down to her knee while Akiyama gets back to her feets and notice St. Haven on her knee before Akiyama runs towards the rope and hits the rope back but St. Haven gets back to her feets and counters with a Spin Kick! Right to Akiyama’s head and causes Akiyama to go down to the mat before St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner before St. Haven charges into the corner and connects with SILVER BULLET, RUNNING BIG BOOT!!!!!! RIGHT TO AKIYAMA’S FACE BEFORE ST. HAVEN GRABS AKIYAMA’S HAIR AND TOSSES HER DOWN TO THE MAT AND ST. HAVEN COVERS ON AKIYAMA AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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NO! AKIYAMA LIFTS HER SHOULDER UP AT TWO! ST. HAVEN GETS BACK TO HER KNEES AND LOOKS DOWN AT AKIYAMA WITH A SLIGHTLY SMILE ON HER FACE! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and grabs Akiyama’s hair before whips Akiyama into the rope but Akiyama rebounds and sends St. Haven into the rope and St. Haven hits the rope back and Akiyama connects with a Lariat! Sending St. Haven down to the mat! But St. Haven quickly gets back to her feets but Akiyama connects with another Lariat! Sending St. Haven down to the mat again! But St. Haven quickly gets back to her feets again but Akiyama connects with Lariat three times! But this time St. Haven ducks and wraps her arms around Akiyama’s waists and St. Haven connects with a German Suplex! Sending Akiyama down to the mat! Before St. Haven gets back to her feets and St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and St. Haven whips Akiyama into the corner before St. Haven charges into the corner but meet a boot from Akiyama causes St. Haven to staggers away from her and Akiyama rushes over St. Haven but St. Haven counters with a kick to Akiyama’s guts causes Akiyama to bends over before St. Haven runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and St. Haven connects with a Running Big Boot! But Akiyama ducks! And Akiyama wraps her arms around St. Haven’s waists and Akiyama connects with a German Suplex! Sending St. Haven down to the mat! Before Akiyama gets back to her feets and Akiyama grabs St. Haven’s hair and pulls St. Haven back up to her feets and whips St. Haven into the corner before Akiyama charges into the corner and Akiyama connects with a Body Splash! Bumps St. Haven into the corner before Akiyama grabs St. Haven’s hair and drags St. Haven away from the corner and back to the middle of the ring and whips Akiyama takes a few steps back from St. Haven and Akiyama connects with SUPERKICK!!!!!! RIGHT TO ST. HAVEN’S JAW CAUSES ST. HAVEN TO FALLS DOWN TO THE MAT! AND AKIYAMA COVERS ON TOP OF ST. HAVEN AND SHE HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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NO! ST. HAVEN KICKOUT AT TWO! Akiyama not waste her time as she quickly gets back to her feets before grabs St. Haven’s hair and pulls St. Haven back up to her feets and Akiyama whips St. Haven into the corner before Akiyama charges into the corner but meet a boot from St. Haven causes Akiyama to stumbles away from the corner before St. Haven rushes over Akiyama and St. Haven connects with a Big Boot! But Akiyama ducks! And Akiyama rolls St. Haven with an O’ Connor Roll! But St. Haven lands to her feets but Akiyama connects with a Roundhouse Kick! Right to St. Haven causes St. Haven collapses down to her knees before Akiyama runs towards the rope while St. Haven gets back to her feets and Akiyama hits the rope back and Akiyama connects with a Slingblade! Sending St. Haven down to the mat! And now Akiyama hype up the crowd and the crowd cheers her loud as Akiyama goes to the rope and leaps over to the apron while St. Haven slowly gets back to her feets and Akiyama connects with DEATH FROM ABOVE, PHENOMENAL FOREARM!!!!!!!!! BUT ST. HAVEN COUNTERS WITH A HARD KICK RIGHT TO AKIYAMA’S GUTS CAUSES AKIYAMA TO DOWN ON HER ALL FOURS AND ST. HAVEN FOLLOWS BY SWITCHBLADE KICK! RIGHT TO THE BACK OF AKIYAMA’S HEAD SENDING HER DOWN TO THE MAT! Before St. Haven grabs Akiyama’s hair and St. Haven pulls Akiyama back up to her feets and tucks Akiyama’s head underneath her arm and St. Haven connects with a Vertical Suplex! Before she gets back to her feets before lifts Akiyama over her head again and connects with another Vertical Suplex! Slams Akiyama down to the mat for the second time! And St. Haven gets back to her feets with Akiyama’s head underneath her arm again and St. Haven lifts her over her head again and connects with the third Vertical Suplex! VERTIGO EFFECT, TRIPLE ROLLING VERTICAL SUPLEX!!!!!! BEFORE ST. HAVEN GETS BACK TO HER FEETS AND GRABS AKIYAMA’S HAIR AND PULLS AKIYAMA BACK UP TO HER FEETS AND LIFTS AKIYAMA OVER HER SHOULDERS BEFORE ST. HAVEN SPUNS AROUND BEFORE CONNECTS WITH THE CULT CLASSIC IMPACT, SPINNING ARGENTINE BACKBREAKER DROP INTO A NECKBREAKER!!!!!!!!! SENDING AKIYAMA DOWN TO THE MAT! BEFORE ST. HAVEN COVERS ON AKIYAMA AND HOOKS HER LEG UP AND THE REFEREE COUNTS!
ONEEEEE…!
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TWOOOOO…!
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THREEEEE…!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Charlie! St. Haven!
Amber Westgate: The Gunslinger claims another victim! Yumi Akiyama is eliminated from contention in this tournament!
Adam LaRue: St. Haven might not be able to win at this point with the way other’s points are lined up! But she definitely seems content with taking as many people as she can with her! What a win tonight!
St. Haven stands tall as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (THE CULT CLASSIC IMPACT)
The shot cuts backstage where a camera is hastily trying to center a shot on a familiar blonde. As the crowd catches a glimpse of Jordan Majors, it erupts in cheers inside the arena. Majors grins as she pulls the microphone up and the camera finds itself focused on the former two-time world champion.
Jordan Majors: Yeah I wasn’t gonna make an appearance until my match, but here we are, huh? Why the hell not?
The crowd erupts and Majors smiles ear to ear as she listens to the crowd.
Jordan Majors: Let me get serious for a moment. I’ve been on a shit run since I lost that World Heavyweight Championship and I know it. No one needs to remind me. It’s made me feel like the most forgotten world champion we’ve had. And that’s saying something… But anyway, I want to send a message out to Kaitlin Williams.
There’s a mixed reaction from the crowd at the mention of the Aussie’s name.
Jordan Majors: Yeah… I get it. I get it. Some of y’all love her. Some hate her. The rest of ya are still trying to figure out why you should care.
There’s a resounding “oh” from the crowd and Majors nods.
Jordan Majors: Kaitlin you’ve been obsessed with me for months. Off of what? A fluke win because Kasey Kash interrupted our match? I will give you this. You wanted a rematch to prove it was not a fluke and I didn’t give it to you because I had bigger and better things to worry about. But you? You haven’t let up. And now I’m starting to get pissed off.
So here’s the deal, Katie. If you get involved in this match tonight with me and Nadia. If you fuck with me again. You will not only get the match that you want. You will get the beating of a lifetime. When I’m done with you in that ring, not only will no one care about this thing between us, they will forget you exist. Because I will embarrass you. I will run you out of this company if I have to. You wanted this match with me? I will give it to you. And I will ruin you.
Jordan stares straight into the camera with an intensity only seen late in her most difficult matches. The kind of look that shows she’s digging deep.
Jordan Majors: That doesn’t just go for Kaitlin either. No. If any of these G. O. D. assholes or anyone from the other 15 factions that are all vying for control of this company want to get involved in my shit, I will come for them, too. Because friends, I’m tired. Tired of what you’ve made me deal with. I’ve never backed down from a challenge or shied away from a target on my back. But going forward, if someone wants to take a shot at me, they will have to pay for it. And I promise you, the retribution will be sweet for me.
So Nadia, dear, we’ve known each other for what feels like ages. You and I know exactly what kind of fight we could give this crowd and each other. If someone taints this match, I’m sorry. But just know that person or persons will pay for that and feel wrath they have never, ever felt before.
There’s a bit of uneasiness from inside the arena that Majors can sense even backstage. She stops and senses the air before she looks back at the camera.
Jordan Majors: I know some of you might not like the way this message is coming across. But this is me. When someone is standing up and punching you in the face, you have to punch them back. You have to fight for what you think is right and you have to fight for justice. This is my brand of justice. I tried patience, and it didn’t work. It’s time to change things around and remind everyone in this company that Jordan Majors… IS MONEY!
That line gets a cheer and Majors looks up and nods before she glances back to the camera.
Jordan Majors: And you can take that… TO THE BANK!
Jordan flips the Zion mic behind her and walks away. The camera shows her walking down the hall before it cuts elsewhere.
The camera opens backstage on Ravenna “Cuervo” Rojas in full Shieldmaidens regalia, black tactical boots, black tactical pants, a black Las Olvidadas t-shirt, black fingerless gloves and her Shieldmaidens kutte. She glares into the camera visibly angry at the situation.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: Esta noche es la noche, Coneja.
She shakes her head.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Somos parche! ¡Somos familia! ¡Somos hermanas! Y tu…
She points accusingly into the camera.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Tu hiciste esto!
She moves her hand to point instead to her own chest.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Y aún así no te saqué del llavero! Pero…
Again, she points accusingly into the camera.
Ravenna "Cuervo" Rojas: ¡Si no paras te voy a cascar!
She nods firmly and then walks off.
MATCH #6: SOFIA HILTON VS RAVENNA ROJAS
Sofia walks up arrogantly and smirks at her sister. Ravenna simply glares back. Sofia looks at her husband and points at her younger sister before turning back to Ravenna and looking to knee her just like last time. Ravanna catches the leg and spins into an elbow strike that puts Sofis on her ass. Sofia scrambles away, shocked at the ferocity of the hit. She staggers up to her feet and turns to see her sister still standing basically in the middle of the ring. Sofia starts back and then suddenly runs into a twister enziguri. Ravenna stumbles forward and Sofia jumps into a rolling cradle. Ravenna kicks out and the two get to their feet. They start punching, trading shots until Ravenna knocks Sofia down. Sofia looks up and Ravenna hits La Sierra (buzzsaw kick to a kneeling opponent.) Sofia goes over onto her side. Ravenna rolls her over for a cover. Sofia gets a shoulder up and tries to shoot her legs for an armbar. Ravenna blocks it but Sofia tries to roll into a cardl;e again. Ravenna gets away and the two get up to their feet. They start trading again, each drawing blood on the other. Ravenna staggers back and Sofia smirks posing for the crowd. As she does this, Ravenna snaps off the Bad Omen (Black Mass). Sofia goes down like she’s been shot. Ravenna covers and gets the 1, 2, 3.
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Ravenna! Rojas!
Amber Westgate: Ravenna definitely learned more from her first outing against her sister, that much is certain!
Adam LaRue: What a win for Cuervo! But I have a feeling things aren’t gonna end between these two yet!
Rojas stands tall as we fade!
RESULT: PINFALL (BAD OMEN)
The scene opens focused on a door with the nameplate “Zion Management.” Doesn’t take long for the door to swing open. Walking out of the room is none other than the World Champion, ISIS. The World Championship is wrapped around her waist. On this day she is wearing blue jeans and a white blouse. Judging by the look on her face, she appears pretty proud of herself.
The World Champion doesn’t travel far. Amy Porter is in the area, she stops the leader of G.O.D immediately.
Amy Porter: “Cool. I was looking for you. Can I get a word?”
The jovial mood ISIS was in is replaced by a sigh.
ISIS: “Yeah... sure... why not?”
Amy Porter: “A lot has been going on. The continued war between The Queens and G.O.D. You’ve been distant from that, opting to reignite your issues with Madi. Any word on if your request to put your championship on the line against Madi is official?”
ISIS: “Kai and Nova can make the match official whenever they see fit. What I can announce is next week, my suggestion that Lena and I team together for the first time ever has been granted. I was on my way to tell her that before you interrupted me.”
Amy’s eyes light up, excited by the news ISIS dropped.
Amy Porter: “Wow. Pretty cool. If you don’t mind me asking, why make the request?”
ISIS: “Last week a great travesty occurred. Lena was looking forward to winning in her hometown. Shame that didn’t happen. I blame Madi for Lena not getting the outcome she desired. Madi was unreliable. Incompetent. All I could think about was if Lena had teamed with me, we would have won. Next week, I am going to show Lena. The world. And especially Madi that Lena and I are a much better combination.”
Amy Porter: “Sounds petty don’t you think?”
ISIS tilts her head to the side. Glaring at Amy she says.
ISIS: “No. Know what I find funny?
ISIS smirks.
ISIS: Madi had a ton to say two weeks ago when we stood face to face. Notice she didn’t speak out against me until me and Lena became friends. Ricky accused me of stirring the pot on Twitter/X. I could make the argument that Madi tried to drive a wedge between me and Lena first. All this started when Lena wanted my attention. Deep down, Madi is jealous. She doesn’t want to share Lena’s friendship with someone she knows, deep down, is better than her in every single way.
ISIS pauses briefly to pat her World Heavyweight Championship.
ISIS: Madi doesn’t need to be jealous. I can tolerate her existence. Lena wants to support Madi, convince her that she’s a superstar, I am secure enough to not be offended. However, as long as Madi shares the same space as me, it is my job as World Champion to remind Madi where her place in the pecker order is. And that is beneath me, and, to remind her that I am a far better asset as a tag partner than her.
Amy Porter: “You’re great ISIS, still undefeated for a reason, it would be a mistake to doubt you. Madi in all her incarnations is an accomplished tag team wrestler. Some would consider her a specialist. ”
ISIS shrugs her shoulders.
ISIS: Is that so? Here are the facts, Senshi no Akumu will have held the tag team championships longer than Rising Star Boulevard and The Crown. She is the common thread of both those teams. Is that a specialist, Amy? I don’t think so. A statement will be made next week. Madi, should take notes, I’m going to show her how to NOT let Lena down.”
ISIS doesn’t give Amy a chance to respond. She walks away, leaving Amy to process what the World Champion just said.
Amber Westgate: What a night tonight, but next week is gonna be even better! Fusion 120 comes to you from the Heritage Bank Center in Cincinnati, Ohio and will be our last stop before Fusion: BattleBorn! Let’s look at the line up!
Adam LaRue: Earlier tonight, The Carlton Crew ran afoul of Mai Blackman, and next week they may just pay the price for it! They take her on in a 2-on-1 handicap match, but make no mistake, that’s less of a hindrance to Blackman than it is an advantage to the lads!
Amber Westgate: Madi McNamara is almost all but set to take on ISIS at Fusion BattleBorn for the World Heavyweight Championship! But before she gets there, she has to go through a former World Champion in her own right, and someone she has loads of history with, in Angelica Matthews!
Adam LaRue: As announced by ISIS just moments ago, we have a tag match set for next week! The World Heavyweight Champion looks to show that she can be a more valuable partner to Lena Galante, and next week, she’ll have a chance to prove it as the duo take on Chalk Outline Angels!
Amber Westgate: And the final week of the Platinum League is upon us with three major matches to determine who will go to the final at Mayhem: Clarity! Daria Dorsey once again faces off against Isabella Rossi! Yumi Akiyama takes on Diamond Steele! And in the main event, Charlie St. Haven takes on the near unstoppable Lukas Baudelaire! All this and more goes down next week on Fusion!
MAIN EVENT: JORDAN MAJORS VS NADIA ALLEN
Darrion Hughes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Darrion Hughes: Introducing first! From San Francisco, California, now residing in Aurora, Colorado! At five feet, three inches tall, weighing in at 120 pounds! She is “Nasty” Nadia Allen!
And her opponent! Hailing from Los Angeles, California! At five feet, five inches tall, weighing in at 130 pounds! She is Jordan Majors!
Adam LaRue: Ladies and gentlemen, we have reached the main event where our fans inside the Capital One Center of Washington D.C. have helped us to sell out this arena for this very moment! Jordan Majors will be facing against Nadia Allen tonight!
Amber Westgate: All this happened because last week on Friday Night Fusion, Nadia Allen interrupted Gianna Rojas’ opening segment to make a challenge for the Zion Wrestling Viral Championship seeking to end the longest reign in Zion Wrestling history! Our general manager wanted Nadia Allen to test herself against a former Viral Champion, Jordan Majors, but joining us to give her thoughts on the matter is our Viral Champion, Gianna Rojas, joining us on commentary!
Jordan and Nadia are in their respective corners preparing to start the match. The audience and fans at ringside are glued into this high-stakes opportunity for both women. Each competitor leave their designated corners to circle the ring mirroring each other’s steps. Once they meet in the center of the ring, they lock up in a traditional collar and elbow tie up until Nadia secures the right arm in her grasp for the Arm Lock; Nadia continues to torque down on the arm until Jordan rolls forward on the mat then kips up onto her feet to reverse the hold on her.
Jordan holds down onto the wrist to add more pressure but Nadia spins under her arm to apply the Hammerlock submission from behind. She presses her foot down onto her opponent’s knee keeping her down on the mat until Majors falls forward, having her roll forward onto the canvas. Nadia stands up and turns around to be flipped down on the mat from an Arm Drag! The momentum continues as she gets up and eats another Arm Drag! Upon rising up for the third time again, Nadia gets put down to the canvas from a strong Dropkick from Majors!
Nadia gets picked up by her opponent until she gets thrown into the nearest unoccupied corner where her back becomes glued to the turnbuckles. An incoming Jordan Majors lands a beautiful Running European Uppercut into the chest of her opponent that causes Allen to sit down in the corner. Unfortunately for her, Jordan had just rebounded from the ropes to land a Corner Seated Dropkick into the chest of Nadia causing the audience to cheer for the athleticism!
Taking a moment to gather herself, Nadia rolls under the bottom rope to ringside. She walks around the ring to gather her thoughts until coming near Gianna Rojas sitting down behind the commentary table holding her championship belt and eyeing down Nadia.
Upon turning around, she sees Jordan Majors flying through the ropes for an attempted Suicide Dive until Nadia manages to catch her weight in her grasp. With a quick transition behind her, Nadia lifts her off the ringside mat for a Back Suplex Drop onto the announce table. The impact causes Jordan to fall down from the furniture to the outside mat in writhing pain but Nadia keeps an eye on Giannas who slow claps.
The referee continues his count, almost reaching the half point. Nadia drags Jordan to the apron where she slams her head on the edge. She quickly holds onto the back of her head and runs with her into the corner pole to clash Jordan’s forehead against the structure where Majors falls down onto the outside mat and hits the barricade to end the crash.
She rolls her opponent into the ring and follows right after her. Nadia reaches down for the head of Jordan and she tries to throw a few body strikes to loosen the hold until Allen lands a strong Clubbing Blow to her spine keeping her steady. She reaches down for her body and drags her across her shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry to run forward into a corner and launch her spine into the turnbuckles causing her spine to collapse into the structure!
Nadia runs to the corner turnbuckles behind her and rebounds with enough speed to land the Running Double Knees into the chest of Jordan making the audience groan from the impact! Jordan collapses down onto the canvas with Nadia pulling her into the center of the ring for the first pin attempt!
ONE...!
TW-!
Jordan shows excellent resiliency kicking out from the pin attempt. Of course, Nadia gets annoyed from her toughness but doesn’t hesitate the offense by delivering a couple of Knee Strikes to the exposed head of Jordan. The audience are paying close attention to the match along with Gianna; She picks up Jordan again but Majors breaks the hold and leaps off the mat for the Enzuigiri Kick into her skull!
Jordan runs to the ropes behind her and rebounds only to get caught in the arms of her opponent to be lifted off the mat for the Uranage Backbreaker! Jordan yells out in pain, nearly being bent in half over her knee until Nadia lifts her back onto her feet in the same position for the STO planting her down on her back!
ONE...!
TWO..-
No! Jordan kicks out again and Nadia gets annoyed even more. She slaps her hand on the mat then stands up to have Jordan’s leg underneath her hooks. She slowly turns her body onto her stomach and sits down on her back applying the Boston Crab making Jordan suffer as she screams out in agony! Nadia continues to apply as much pressure as she can keeping Jordan at bay in the center of the ring!
However, Jordan begins to stand both their combed weight on their to drag their bodies towards the ropes where she stretches her hand out for the bottom rope. Unfortunately, Nadia pulls her back into the center of the ring but Majors uses that small moment to turn herself back onto her back and kick Nadia off of her! She releases the hold off of her and takes a step back into the ropes where Jordan stands on her feet, runs at Nadia who ducks under the thrown right arm but turns around into a Springboard Clothesline taking them both down to the mat!
Jordan stands back on her feet and sees Nadia getting to her feet as well. She charges into her opponent and lands a beautiful European Uppercut that drops her down into the canvas! Nadia can’t believe the momentum shifting out of her favor and quickly rises again to eat a powerful European Uppercut that stuns her for a moment until getting launched into an unoccupied corner becoming glued again to the turnbuckles!
Majors stands across the ring from her stunned opponent holding onto each side of the top rope. She releases a primal scream before breaking off into a sprint but Nadia lands a Back Elbow that keeps Jordan at bay; Nadia tries to land another blow but Jordan skips on her leg for the Superkick out of nowhere that plows her into the corner seated!
Jordan runs to the corner where she takes the damage of hitting the turnbuckles from her targeted spine and charges across the ring for the signature Running Hip Attack that almost gives Nadia Whiplash! Allen’s head snaps back from the impact of the blow and Jordan drags her out from the corner for the immediate pin attempt by hooking the right leg up!
ONE...!
TWO…!
Allen kicks out from the pin attempt and Jordan knows she cannot stop there! She begins to slap the mat with both hands and go into this rage where she’s ready to end it. Nadia takes her time to get back to her feet with her opponent stalking her. The moment Nadia turns around, Jordan leaps for the Cutter but immediately gets caught in the Rear Naked Choke with Nadia squeezing down on her throat! Jordan is trying to fight back but the referee leans in closer as Majors squirms for her life with her opponent tightening the hold around her neck!
Jordan is losing her breath. Nadia is squeezing harder on the neck until Jordan runs them both back into the turnbuckles to release the hold. Unfortunately, Majors falls down onto her hands and knees after almost losing the air out of her lungs and crawls to the opposing corner. She uses both hands on the top rope to stand herself up and eats a Running Elbow Smash to Jordan blasting her head into complete pieces!
Jordan leans into the body of Nadia who immediately takes her in the Suplex position and decides to double down on the signature by landing the Scoop Brainbuster spiking Majors on the top of her head in the center of the ring!
ONE...!
TWO…!
THR-NO!!
Jordan Majors kicks out from the pin attempt leaving the entire audience of Washington D.C. to chant THIS IS AWESOME! Both women are down on the canvas after a showing of immortals. Nadia can’t believe Jordan has survived this far and Jordan refuses to give up. Both women are doing their best to fight against the pain when they rise onto their feet and place forehead to forehead mouthing off each other until they start trading back and forth!
Nadia and Jordan refuse to let up despite the pain and fatigue on their bodies. However, Nadia attempts a Spinning Back Fist but Jordan ducks under the thrown strike and leaps up in the air for the Double Knee Facebreaker catching Nadia off guard with the signature move that puts her down on the canvas for the perfect position!
Jordan falls down to the mat on her way to the corner but continues to make her way to the corner. She begins to climb onto the middle turnbuckle until “Let Em Come” by Scroobius Pip plays from the venue’s interior surround systems catching Jordan off guard along with the commentary team. The referee approaches the ropes facing the stage wondering why the chaotic scene has spurred and Jordan looks intensely waiting for Brittany to make her presence known.
Her music has faded awaying causing the audience to boo extremely at the stage. Unfortunately for Jordan, she gets caught from behind across the shoulders from Nadia Allen and immediately dropped with the finishing DEATH BY POISON!!! The audience explodes as she hooks the leg in the center of the ring with the referee dropping down to count the pin as Gianna leans forward to see with her own eyes!
ONE...!
TWO...!
THREE!!
Darrion Hughes: The winner of this match…Nadia! Allen!
Amber Westgate: Both these women came in tonight with a lot to prove, and I don’t think the fans were disappointed by either of them! But in the end, Kaitlin Williams got one over on Jordan Majors again, this time without even having to be here!
Adam LaRue: Majors did say that if she got screwed over tonight, it wouldn’t be a good look for Williams! Now it’s time to see if she lives up to that promise!
Allen celebrates, with Majors looking extremely angry! Allen eventually helps her to her feet, shaking her hand as we fade to black!
RESULT: PINFALL (DEATH BY POISON)
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