Post by Kai Morgan on Jun 28, 2022 0:02:37 GMT
We open up to a sold out crowd in the Gainbridge Fieldhouse, with a huge pyro display playing out in front of them! The fans in attendance are raving as we cut over to Winter Mae and Trick Morrison, ready to introduce a new week of Zion action!
Winter Mae: We’re one week off an explosive Clarity PPV! But now the red brand is on the road to Hollywood! Welcome to Monday Night Mayhem! I’m Winter Mae, joined as always by Trick Morrison!
Trick Morrison: Tonight’s a huge one, Winter, because we just learned that in our main event for tonight, the Gateway Championship will be on the line!
Winter Mae: Zara Ivory, Kaya Parker, Minka Carter, and Ricky Rodriguez go head-to-head-to-head-to-head in our main event after the title was vacated not too long ago! But don’t let that get in the way of an already amazing show tonight! Let’s get right to it!
The scene opens with the four members of Trinity; Brooke Cartwright, Valentina Skye, Delilah Hill, and Aubrianna Powers in the make-up area, going over final touches while having a conversation with one another. All of them are wearing pink ring gear for they all are going to be in action tonight.
Of course, their moment of sisterhood gets interrupted as Tommy Green walks by and approaches them.
Tommy Green: Excuse me ladies?
The ladies turn around and deliver death glares at Tommy. The type of glares that can scare skin off a person’s face. Tommy knows that he messed up now.
Valentina Skye: again with your interruptions?
Aubrianna Powers: You just never learn, do you Greeny? Or do you like to be defiant? You like to disrespect US huh?
Delilah Hill: Get on the ground and bend the knee!!
Tommy stands frozen as he looks at the ladies. He really didn't know what to do to correct the situation. He is reminded quickly as Brooke steps up in front of him, still keeping her glare intact, letting him know that they are not joking.
Brooke Cartwright: Well….we’re waiting.
A few seconds has passed as the five people stare down each other. Tommy realizes he had no choice but to obey the ladies. He bends the knee before them awaiting their acknowledgement. To his surprise, it wasn’t enough for them.
Brooke Cartwright: : No! Further on the ground, Greeny. You are not worthy to look at us! Admire our boots….that cost more than anything that you own in your pathetic life!
Tommy realizes that he wasn’t going to get any sign of mercy from Trinity so he does what Brooke says. As he lays on the floor at their feet, Brooke looks at her sisters confidence and exultation.
Brooke Cartwright: Queens….
Aubrianna, Delilah, and Valentina immediately identify what Brooke was thinking an then, simultaneously, the ladies step on Tommy’s head, using it as a foot rest as they look up at the camera.
Brooke Cartwright: : You see, peasants. THIS is the result of sheer incompetence! Just like what’s going on in Mayhem right now? Has EVERYONE gone senile? Or just too stupid to see the best thing standing in front of them…the four of us! I mean it’s smart of you to announce a Fatal Four Way tonight to see who will win the vacated Gateway Championship. But to NOT have ME competing in it?!
Valentina, Delilah, & Aubrianna: BLASPHEMOUS!!!!
Brooke Cartwright: : NONE of them are worthy of challenging for that title, and THAT includes you Ricky (Rodriguez). You lost! But I guess that’s okay because you’re a “former champion”.
Brooke was clearly annoyed of the situation. So much so that she had to take a moment to calm herself down. After a while, she regains her focus back on the camera.
Brooke Cartwright: : But I’m not going to let this rattle me. I will always be bigger than this pettiness, Trinity are the GIANTS of Mayhem and stand tall over anything and everything around here. And it DAMN sure includes The Gemstones. Congratulations! You three have caught Trinity in a REALLY GOOD MOOD tonight. You don’t even have to fantasize what we’re planning on doing to you tonight…because we’re going to give you more than bargained for…JUST because we can!
Aubrianna: Unworthy idiots who have done NOTHING to earn a title shot are getting rewarded. But we took the demonic dummies to the limit, and despite their obvious cheating…using the spiritual realm IS considered outside interference, I checked the rule book…we still almost won! But what do we get for our hard work?
Aubrey rolls her eyes.
Aubrianna: : We get to smack around the gem stones. Again! Seriously, didn’t we just beat them up? That’s fine though. We’ll gladly make an example out of them again and they can just learn to love it. Because being beaten up by Trinity is just their lot in life.
Valentina: AND WILL BEND THE KNEE!
Delilah Hill: ISIS! You might be one of the most physically gifted women on the roster, beneath us of course. And since you’ve been here, you have more than enough have proven yourself to be one of the most feared. Tonight, you’re going to see that with EVERY threat, there’s an even BIGGER threat! And not only am I going to step up to you, “God Of Destruction”….
Delilah lets out a little giggle while the other ladies give devilish smirk.
Delilah Hill:I: ….I’m going to step ON you!
Brooke Cartwright: : You all need to know. You cannot defeat something you will never understand and you damn sure can’t stop the inevitable. Two things are more than certain: We WILL be ruling Mayhem. And all of you will….Bend the Knee!
And on cue, the ladies point their fingers down on the floor while looking at the camera with extreme confidence.
The scene opens up somewhere in the hallway backstage of the Mid-South Coliseum. ISIS can be seen doing a Side Lunge Stretch. The amazon is getting herself loosened up before her match with one fourth of Trinity, Delilah Hill. The God of Destruction was in peak concentration mode until something out of the camera’ view caught her attention. She stands up straight, now walking over to what caught her eye, another ebony goddess fills the screen.
ISIS: “Hey there... Calypso.”
Calypso Bates: “Hi, Isis.”
ISIS tilts her head slightly to the right.
ISIS: “Feels weird meeting like this. We shared a few words over social media. Our conversations are cool. My mind has been too caught up beating people to a pulp. I never thought about asking to meet up. Or are you here for another reason? Shouldn’t jump to conclusions that you came all this way to see me. ”
Calypso exhales heavily.
Calypso Bates: “It’s kind of a double. I got asked to come scout some and it seemed like a good way to say hi… maybe… I don’t know, I’m usually terrible at that so i kind of… looked for an excuse?.”
ISIS shrugs.
ISIS: “Don’t worry about it.”
ISIS cracks a small smile.
ISIS: “Since seeing you in the flesh, though. On the bright side, you came on a night where I am going to hurt another person fate placed in front of me. Quite a shame, Delilah has the level of beauty that could illuminate the world. All things are meant to be destroyed, even masterpieces. Nothing personal. What I was meant to do.”
Calypso manages a small smile.
Calypso Bates: “I have seen this kind of thing before… some… seen you in action on tape. Looked good. .”
ISIS: “Not good enough. Getting there. A lot of distractions. Associating with the wrong people. Better off on my own. Don’t know who to truly trust these days.”
ISIS sighs.
ISIS: “You didn’t come all this way to listen to me whine. No time for that, right?”
Calypso shrugs slightly, nervously.
Calypso Bates: “I’d make the time but… .”
ISIS takes a moment to observe the body language of Calypso, letting the silence between them linger in the air longer than it should.
ISIS: “Tell you what...after I make reasonably short work of Delilah, I’m heading to the Coyote Ugly Saloon after the show. If listening to me whine entertains you, we can do it over drinks. I go hard. Better be able to keep up or there might not be a next time. Understood?”
ISIS rests her hands on his hips, awaiting Calypso’s answer.
Calypso Bates: “Yeah, I can be your designated driver.”
ISIS: “Cool”
ISIS removes her hands from her hips. She pats Calypso on the shoulder.
ISIS: “I got a beauty to destroy. See you soon.”
With that, ISIS nonchalantly walks past Calypso without a care in the world.
Match #1: ISIS vs Delilah Hill
Vivian Blake: “Ladies and gentlemen, our first bout is a standard contest. Introducing first, standing at six feet and one hundred sixty pounds, hailing from Chicago, Illinois... ISIS!”
The lights go out. 'Bad' by Royal Deluxe begins to play. A single spotlight shines over the entrance. Inside the spotlight Isis has her back turned to the camera. She turns around. Flexes. Holds her pose for a couple of seconds. Then she saunters down to the ring with the spotlights following her. Upon reaching the ring she walks up the ring steps, walks across the apron. She signals for the referee to come over to open the ropes. The ref obliges. She walks to the center of the ring, awaiting her are three full length mirrors. The lights in the arena come alive. Isis turns around to look at herself in the mirror. She flexes to her hearts content admiring what a physical specimen she is. She turns around, drops to the mat, performs push ups in a manner where she is simply showing off. Isis walks over to the turnbuckle, she leans back as she watches people remove the mirrors from the ring. She remains there until the match starts.
Vivian Blake: “And her opponent, standing at five feet seven inches and one hundred thirty-two pounds, hailing from Beverly Hills... DELILAH HILL!”
“Believer” by Imagine Dragons pipes over the sound system as the blonde influencer appears at the entrance, holding her phone up and livestreaming her entrance to her fans. Always proud to show off, Delilah’s gear for the evening is enough fabric to meet the bare minimum decency standards while also happily offering certain perverts hope for a “spill.”
Delilah shimmies down to the ring, watching herself in the phone and adjusting her top and hair before carefully entering the ring. She turns her back to Isis, holding the phone up to get her opponent into frame. Delilah smirks and holds her hand to her forehead in an “L” shape before going to her corner, turning the phone off and facing Isis. With a malicious grin, Delilah speaks.
Delilah: “You’re so dead, Beanstalk.”
Isis only stares blankly as the official motions for the opening bell. It hasn’t even finished ringing before Isis is across the ring, planting a boot in Delilah’s mouth and knocking her back into the turnbuckles. Delilah looks stunned more than hurt, looking up at the Amazon, before hopping up and shoving her back.
Delilah throws a punch, which Isis takes across the jaw but offers no reaction. Becoming flustered, Hill throws a few forearm smashes into Isis’s chest but, again, no reaction beyond staring into Delilah’s eyes. Finally, Delilah throws one last punch at Isis but the giantess intercepts her arm and yanks her closer, driving an elbow down into Delilah’s shoulder, forcing her to her knees. Grabbing Delilah by the neckline and her thighs, Isis lifts Delilah up and over, dropping her on her skull. Delilah splays out and Isis goes for a pin.
One…
Two…
THR--
Isis yanks Delilah up, staring emotionlessly at the official.
Isis: (dryly) “I guess she’s got more fight in her.”
Isis pulls the bleary-eyed Delilah up, wrapping the woman’s own arm around her throat, and lifts her up for a cobra clutch slam – but instead of sending her into the mat, Isis sticks out a knee and catches her. Spasms of agony and cries of pain emit from Delilah as she rolls onto the canvas.
Isis simply pulls her up by her hair and slings Delilah over her shoulders before starting a series of painful accordion racks, touching the soles of Delilah’s boots to the top of her head. Each time she does, the influencer squeaks in pain. Finally, Isis falls backwards, slamming Delilah to the canvas and driving her head into the blonde’s back.
Delilah crawls from underneath Isis and slowly drags herself to the rope. Isis rises and nonchalantly follows her. As Hill reaches out for the bottom cable, Isis steps on her hand, crushing it to the mat. Then, the Amazon bends down, takes the trapped hand, and bends her fingers back as far as they’ll go before following suit with the wrist itself. Delilah shrieks as Isis uses the hand to drag her up before a boot slams into the influencer’s midsection, folding her down. Isis roundhouse kicks her, spinning Delilah to face away, then grabs the smaller woman and initiates a series of German suplexes, each one draining Delilah of more and more of her strength and wits.
Finally, Isis helps Delilah up as best she can and begins peppering her with punch after punch to the face – just the face. Bruises form, Delilah’s right eye starts to swell shut, her lips bust – all the while, Isis looks like she’s just going through a light workout. But the hits start slamming in harder and harder. Isis drives a cruel uppercut into the bottom of Delilah’s jaw, causing her to stumble backwards and teeter. Isis merely palms her face and guides her to the mat. She never removes the palm from Delilah’s face, instead looking to the referee for a count.
One…
Two…
THREE!
Vivian Blake: “Your winner by pinfall… ISIS!”
The official goes to raise her arm but Isis rips her it away while grinding the heel of her boot into Delilah’s mouth. She easily heaves the blonde up and hurls her out of the ring into a jumble, then goes to Delilah’s corner to retrieve the influencer’s phone. She leaves the ring and approaches Delilah, grabbing the loser’s left arm and dragging her up the entrance ramp by the limb. The camera follows the pair as Isis goes backstage.
Delilah starts to slowly stir. Isis stops and drops the arm. She grabs Hill by the ankles and swings her, full force, slamming Delilah’s head into a water fountain, caving the side of it in. Water begins to spurt from it and Delilah goes limp. Isis continues to drag Delilah by her right leg, kicking open a set of double doors.
In the back of the arena, Isis stoops down and rams the phone into Delilah’s mouth. She lifts the beaten woman up, carries her to a dumpster, and drops her inside. Slamming the shut, Isis went behind the dumpster and kicked it. The dumpster rolls into the street, barely being missed by a screeching truck, before slamming into the brick wall of the building across the way. The camera returns to Isis, who finally offers a smile before going back inside.
WINNER: ISIS
RESULT: PINFALL
The scene changes backstage as Tommy Green is standing outside the dressing room of Reina Mendoza as he looks into the camera.
Tommy Green: With the sudden change of plans involving the Gateway Championship, leading to the Fatal Four Way match later tonight, the remnants of this falls around one person and I would like to get a word with her and…
Before long, the door opens and Evangeline Sinclair steps out, looking as stunning as ever in her business suit. She looks at Tommy as is not too thrilled about his appearance but braves it long enough for she knows he has something to say.
Tommy Green: Ms. Sinclair, now that the word is out that Minka will be one of the four competitors in the Gateway Championship match later tonight, how does it feel to Reina that now she has to take on Hot Sawse alone in a handicap match. You have to say that this is a daunting task indeed.
Evangeline gives him an annoying glare, obviously not taking a liking to what he just said. However, she changes her tone just to deliver her words.
Evangeline Sinclair: Very unfortunate about the situation with the Gateway Championship. But with that kind of inconvenience comes opportunity. And Minka Carter is going to seize that opportunity and become the Gateway Champion. And as for this “handicap match” with Hot Sawse being a “daunting” task for Reina? Do you have ANY idea who you’re talking about here?! All management has done was make a fun situation into an even more glorious one: A situation in the name of two impactful words that Mikey (II Spicy) & The Sweatmaker are going to be VERY familiar with when that bell rings….
Then, Evangeline slowly turns to the camera and lets it focus on the smirk that emerges on her stoic demeanor.
Evangeline Sinclair: ….Unadulterated Pain!
After a few seconds more looking at the camera, she then turns to Tommy.
Evangeline Sinclair: Now, if you excuse me.
Evangeline then re-enters the dressing room and closes the door, leaving Tommy alone as he collects himself as the scene ends.
Mayhem cuts backstage to a very amused Minka Carter. Obviously in a good mood stemming from the events of her first blood match against Alexis Lemon, Minka is feeling great with another opportunity that has just fallen on her lap. She’s got a bit of a smirk on her face as she begins to express her thoughts.
Minka Carter: It seems like there’s been so much going on lately…
Minka pauses and scoffs at this.
Minka Carter: For starters, I lived up to my word and I bloodied the hell out of LEMON GIRL! I said that I was no longer going to tolerate being the one that everyone gets a big moment against. Reina Mendoza, former National Champ? Yeah, so she pitched in but I don’t give a shit. What had to be done, had to be done. Reina is someone that despite being National Champion is someone that is still a bit underrated in my book. She might be more of the silent time, but as I’ve said before, the girl’s a monster and she can run right through anyone. Having her on my side is a huge boost to my cause to let this company know that I SHOULD be the franchise player around here. With her by my side, my message is going to be even MORE difficult to stop. I know she’s going to take care of business despite being in a handicap match. Now, as far as I am concerned…
Minka takes another pause as she thinks about the situation that fell on her lap.
Minka Carter: Saturday night, in Minneapolis, I was at home just minding my own business. I went to bed thinking about the tag match that Reina and I were supposed to have originally and then suddenly, yesterday morning, I get a little phone call. I find out that suddenly, I have a chance to become the Gateway Champion TONIGHT! I was floored! I was STUNNED! It wasn’t something that I wasn’t expecting. I mean, I’ll be real. The Gateway Championship wasn’t something I was THINKING about… but this is still a hell of an opportunity regardless. It’s an opportunity that the previous champion won’t get to continue with anymore because… well, she got released. I know the drill. Ninety days. That title is held for 90 days and you get ANY title shot you want once you trade it in. Only ONE person has managed to do this… and I’ll be the SECOND.
Hell, I’ll even do one better. WHEN I become the second, I WILL come through on the title shot and I am going to give the Gateway Championship the greatest significance it is ever going to have! Of course, I have to win it first and that’s exactly what I am going to do tonight. I’m NOT going to be denied ANYMORE! This is MY night to rise up! This is my night to show EXACTLY why I AM a one woman dynasty! When this night is over, you bitches will be calling me “MINKA THREE BELTS”. The competition in front of me? Kaya and Zara are women that are going to have some decently bright futures, I won’t take that from them. BUT… they’re NOT going to get a big moment at my expense. This isn’t their time. It’s MINE! I’ve had to do SO Much grinding here in Zion during my two tenures here to get somewhere in this company and that grind IS going to take that massive step tonight. This isn’t going to be another “Vilaro Fitness” moment. And Ricky Rodriguez? He’s held this title before and he already showed that he couldn’t complete the 90 day grind.
He won’t complete it anytime soon because he’s not about to regain it. If there is ONE wrestler that can complete that 90 day grind and take full advantage of the opportunity, it can and it WILL be me. I’m not a believer in some “CURSE” regarding the Gateway title as I’ve seen questioned on social media. Hell, even if there WAS one, there’s nobody better to break that than me. Tonight? I AM becoming the new Gateway Champion! When I do, you’re about to see greatness with the title unlike anything Zion has ever seen and I don’t give a shit about who gets in my way. You come across me? You’re left broken and battered. PERIOD! This is MY gateway to get to where I DESERVE to be, this is MY golden ticket and NONE OF YOU get to take that from me.
Minka walks out of the scene, fully determined to get things done and become the new Gateway Champion as the scene fades out.
Match #2: Reina Mendoza vs Hot Sawse (Handicap Match)
Mikey II Spicy attempts to start off for the team, with the Sweatmaker taking to the apron as we begin! But Mendoza isn’t having it, telling the official to let The Sweatmaker join his partner in the ring against her! The referee, not wanting to get on Mendoza’s bad side, demands that The Sweatmaker come in! He hesitates, but eventually enters the ring, immediately being clobbered by a Spear from Mendoza! Mikey tries to defend his partner, firing off with a set of strikes to Mendoza’s back as she tries to get back up! He thinks this is working, but all it does is enrage the Giantess, who pushes him back into the ropes and takes him to the mat with a Big Boot! Mikey crawls to the corner, pulling himself up against the turnbuckles as Mendoza slowly creeps after him! She sets him up, before nailing him with a nasty Knife Edge Chop that resonates across the arena! Monkey squirms in the corner as Mendoza quickly notices The Sweatmaker trying to get back to his feet! She scoops him up, getting him in a Powerbomb position before running across the ring and throwing him straight into Mikey in the corner! The two stagger out of the corner, nearly faltering to the mat before Mendoza scoops them both up onto her shoulders with ease! She drops them both at the same time with CRASH AND BURN!! FIREMAN'S CARRY CUTTER CONNECTS!! She flips them both on their backs, stacking them on top of each other for a pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!!
Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…Reina! Mendoza!
Winter Mae: A dominant win by Reina Mendoza tonight!
Trick Morrison: Reina Mendoza putting forth some dominant energy for her newfound partner Minka Carter! Speaking of her, still to come we have that Fatal 4 Way Match for the Gateway Championship! Stay tuned!
Mendoza stands over her two fallen opponents, with Evangeline Sinclair joining her as we fade out!
WINNER: REINA MENDOZA
RESULT: PINFALL
