Zion Wrestling Presents: Friday Night Fusion Episode 55!!

[Kai Morgan]

We come in to a sold out St. Mary’s Stadium! A huge pyro set goes off over the stage as we cut to the announce table!

Eddie Red Apples: With two weeks and two more Fusion’s to go until London! Things are starting to pick up here under the white and blue! Welcome everyone, to Friday Night Fusion! I’m Eddie Red Apples, joined as always by my colleague, Amber Westgate!

Amber Westgate: And if you could hear the fans here tonight, you’d go deaf! They’re all roaring for one thing, and that’s our main event. As Southampton is in for a treat with their hometown girls Code Black in the main event!



We cut to Orlando, Florida. The setting is a manufacturing warehouse. Confused, Serena takes a look at the imposter, who is simply waving her on.

Serena: “Uh, dude? Where the Hell are we?”

Imposter: “This? Oh yeah. This is “Nuts, Nuts Nuts Emporium”. It’s a warehouse that sells various tools and accessories. But hey, check it out…”

She points to the desk, where we see a not-so-dolled up version of Serena Riot.



Serena: “What the Hell, dude? I thought you said we were going back home?”

The imposter nods.

Imposter: “What are you talking about? This is home!”

Serena: “No, chica. This is some weird ass place with dust everywhere. Come on, where the Hell are we?”

Imposter: “Oh, got me there! We’re in Orlando, silly.”

Serena simply raises an eyebrow. She studies the location as she sees herself stapling papers, answering phones and filling out spreadsheets. She walks over to herself at reception, looking over her shoulder. She can’t help but notice that she has Post-It Notes that say things like “Appointment at 3,” or “Group Project”. She gets confused the more she focuses on things. Just as she gets confused, she realizes what’s going on almost right away.

Serena: “I think…I get it. Lemme take a wild ass guess, dude. I didn’t want to wrestle? So I moved here to be with my old man, is that it?”

Imposter: “Well…I mean, yeah. Sorta. You see you got arrested a bunch after that whole thing with the cops. Y’know, the arson stuff. Y’know when you…Tried burning someone's house down? That whole thing? Yeah so Old Man was furious at you and he stepped outta’ the game. And then he made you follow him to Florida. But, Rena…”

Serena turns around.

Imposter: “Um…This is what sucks. Jack? Jack was never born.”

Serena: “Yeah, okay. You mean to tell me if I didn’t wrestle I wouldn’t even have my son here?”

Imposter: “That’s exactly what I’m saying. You see…If you never wrestled at all? You wouldn’t have Jack. You certainly wouldn’t have Ash or Jordan. The only people you would have would be…Well, just your dad. And…In this scenario homegirl, you wake up. You go to work. You eat shit from your boss on the daily. You’re miserable. Kinda like you are now. But the one true thing that makes you happy, the friendship, the smiles…all of that. It simply goes away. And your Dad is the one that got you this job, too. Rena…You have nothing.”

Serena: “Yeah right, none of that makes sense. I had Jack 2 years in while I wrestled. Wrestling wouldn’t make or break Jack being here.”

Imposter: “It absolutely does. You see, if you never wrestled, you wouldn’t realize that the one true happiness was motherhood. All you would think about was…Well…This….That phones gonna’ ring.

Just then, the reception desk phone rings as we see Sabrina Hartson pick it up. Inaudibly, she’s discussing matters with clients of the business. It hits home to Serena, who now understands the reason behind her needing to wrestle.

Serena: “Okay, look. I’m gonna’ level with you. I don’t see the point in showing me these two things. In one, I’m still awesome. I’m spraypainting—”

Imposter: “Yes! You were a badass at one point. And if you never found wrestling, you’re just…Sabrina again. You needed to wrestle to reclaim that…Well, fire you once had. The one that’s not there anymore.”

Serena: “Exactly! Which is why I don’t need this. I don’t need to wrestle. It’s pointless anymore.”

Imposter: “Is it? Let’s be honest Rena. Everytime the lights are on, and “Coming Thru’ The Stereo” hits, you’re in a different world. You’re in this like, psychotic state. The one that only the true GOAT of the industry can tap into.

Serena: “Oh, please Imposter. That’s not who I am. I mean yeah. Maybe at one point. Sure. But now? All of this? The desk? The clients? The phones? I get it now. I think if anything this was the life that I was meant for. Not lacing up my boots and putting on this stupid ass facepaint.

Just then, there’s a man that enters the fray. He appears to be Sabrina’s boss. He’s sporting a nice white button up shirt with a tie and khaki pants with dress up shoes.

Boss: “Sabrina, come to my office.”

Serena: “Damn! He’s kinda hot. Don’t mind if I do!”

Imposter: “RENA!!!! You’re an engaged lady! Keep your girl parts in your pants, and not his! Focus! Besides, he’s about to fire you.”

Serena: “What, why?”

Imposter: “Your attitude…Which isn’t too surprising.”

Serena: “What the Hell is your problem?”

Imposter: “There! That’s my problem! You have an attitude about losing, but choose not to do anything about it!”

Serena: “Okay, yeah so? Even if I was to go back to the present day, none of this matters, I guess. At the end of the day, I’m still me.A has been.”

Imposter: “Maybe you need to see what it looks like…If it was a tad different.”

Serena: “What do you mean? And don’t do that Woosh thing!”

Woosh!!!



MATCH #1: ZACHARY PORTER & JORDAN MAJORS VS THE WILLIAMS DYNASTY

Alex Lawson: The following tag team contest…is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first…representing The Williams Dynasty…at combined weight of 315 lbs…the team of Brayden Hilton and Emily! Williams!

And their opponents, first…from Los Angeles, California…weighing in at 130 lbs…Jordan! Majors!

And her tag team partner…representing The Constant…from Laredo, Texas…weighing in at 190 lbs…he is the Zion Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion…Zachary! Porter!’




Brittany and Brayden huddle in their corner as Zachary tells Jordan he’s taking the ring first. The no. 1 contender seems a bit taken back at first, but shakes her head and moves to the apron. Brayden takes the ring first for the Williams team and sprints at Zachary to catch him off guard. Slingblade! Zachary catches him mid-move and tosses him away! Brayden crashes down on his backside!

Zachary goes to grab him and Brayden slips backward behind him and locks him up from behind. He tries to lift him and Zachary now slips underneath and sends Brayden to the ropes! Brayden returns with a dropkick to a seated Zachary! Porter practically absorbs it as he rolls backward to the ropes! Brayden with a hurricanrana! Porter catches him! Zachary with the powerbomb! He bounces Brayden off the ropes and turns. Brayden reverses it into the hurricanrana!

Porter rolls quickly to his knees and Brayden is staring at him from his own knees a few feet away. The crowd gives them a small cheer as they both stand and start to circle. They lock up and Zachary goes behind for the waist lock. He lifts Brayden up and slams him into the ground and then spins to lock in a headlock from the ground! Brayden rests for a moment and then starts to fight as he works them to their feet and then he breaks the hold and whips Porter to the ropes!

Brayden sprints to his corner and tags in Brittany! Porter is confused as he turns and eats the enzuigiri from Brittany! Porter looks to his corner. Jordan isn’t even reaching for the tag! She’s just watching. Brittany grabs Zachary by the head and starts to punch him before pushing him on his back for a pin!

ONE…!

Porter kicks out! He turns and looks at Jordan. Brittany looks at Jordan and screams out “Is this our champion?” She laughs as she looks down. Small package! Zachary rolls her up!

ONE…!

Porter breaks the pin himself and mounts Brittany before laying into her with punches! Brittany covers up and Porter keeps punching until the official steps in. He looks furious as he stands and turns and looks down at her! Zachary grabs Brittany by the hair and pulls her near the corner. He climbs to the second rope. He dives off for the double ax handle as Brittany goes to stand! Jordan tags herself in as he jumps off!

The crowd has a mixed reaction as Zachary turns and looks at Jordan. She shrugs and grins as she climbs into the ring. She pulls Brittany back to her feet and hits her with a European uppercut. Now she whips Brittany into the corner and looks at Zachary. She sticks her tongue out and slaps her own butt before sprinting into the corner for the DONK BONK! The running hip attack drops Brittany to a seated position in the corner!

Jordan rolls out of the corner, looks at Zachary, and then does the taunt again! She runs into the corner aiming for Brittany’s head! Williams avoids it. She drops to mat and rolls to the apron as Jordan crashes backward into the corner! Brittany grabs Jordan from behind and pulls her to the ropes and then slams the back of her neck against the top rope as she drops to the outside.

Brittany runs back up on the apron and climbs to the top rope. She looks out at Jordan as she stands. Zachary thinks about interfering with the move, but stops himself and walks back to his corner on the apron. Brittany dives off for the hurricanrana! Brittany rolls to her corner and tags in! Jordan stumbles to her feet as Brayden hits her with the crossbody! He rolls off as Brittany hits her with a lionsault! She rolls off as Brayden pins her!

ONE…!

TWO…!

TH-

Jordan kicks out after a close one! Brayden grabs her to pull her to her feet. Jordan hits him with an elbow! Jordan turns to her corner and Braydn nails her with a kick! Jordan rolls over holding her ribs. Brayden looks at Zachary and talks some trash as he grabs Jordan. Another elbow! Jordan scrambles over and tags Porter in! Zachary hits the ring and clotheslines Brayden! He runs over and knocks Brittany off the apron to the floor!

Brayden scrambles to his feet, but Porter catches him with a backbreaker! Now an elbow drop! Porter pulls Brayden back to his feet and whips him into the corner! COWBOY UP! PORTER WITH THE KAIO KICK! He pushes Brayden out of the corner and to the floor and he grabs the top rope and looks out at the crowd. The crowd comes alive as he climbs to the top and signals for PARADISE LOST! TOP ROPE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!

Brayden rolls out of the way! Brittany hits the ring with a lariat! Jordan grabs Brittany and swings her through the ropes! Brayden scrambles back to his feet into CHAPTER 11! DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER FROM JORDAN! MAJORS POINTS AS SHE SCRAMBLES TO THE APRON! Porter with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THRE-

Brittany pulls the official out of the ring! Porter rolls off of the pin and approaches the ropes! He circles as Brittany runs along the outside. Jordan tags herself back in. Porter looks annoyed as he climbs out and stares down Brittany. Jordan goes right after Brayden! She pulls him up and hits a snap suplex. She pulls him back to his feet and sets him up before putting him down with the Falcon Arrow! The official gets back in the ring and brushes himself off.

Jordan pulls Brayden back to his feet and goes for another Falcon Arrow! Brayden reverses it. He shoves her away! Superkick from Jordan! She came right back with the superkick! Brayden collapses to the mat! Jordan looks to the corner now and says something to Zachary with a smile as she goes for the MONEY DROP! Porter reaches up and tags himself in.

She stops and stares down at him now. Porter with a huge smile. She backflips off as she hears a commotion in the ring. Jordan flips over top of Brittany! She turns around as Jordan levels her with the CASH OUT! Brittany rolls out of the ring! PARADISE LOST! Porter hits it on Brayden and hooks the leg!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!!



Alex Lawson: The winners of this match…Jordan Majors and, The Zion Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion…Zachary! Porter!
Majors and Porter celebrate, giving each other a bit of sideeye as we fade out!

WINNERS: JORDAN MAJORS & ZACHARY PORTER
RESULT: PINFALL



We cut backstage and into the locker rooms where we see Christina Olson sitting, wrapping her wrists up and putting on the final touches before her match tonight. She stands up, noticing the camera and smiles as she gives a wink to it and all the fans watching.

Christina Olson: Tonight is the return of Ashlynn Cassidy, one of my good friends and one hell of a wrestler. Tonight though, she’s facing me, a new me, a me that should have been here from the start, the confident, determined, hungry warrior. The true Valkyrie of Zion is here. Ash, I know we’re friends and shit, but tonight, you’re just simply standing in my way as I march towards the ultimate battlefield, the one I need to be at, against Morganna Summers one more time.

Chrissy grins as she shakes her head a little bit.

Christina Olson: Last week, I declared my intentions, this week, I show everyone that I plan on making good on that declaration and the first ever Zion Champion just happens to be the one standing in my path to finally getting what I deserve. Ash, you’re great and you’re gonna be a hell of a challenge tonight, but just know, this ain’t the Chrissy that’s down on herself, counting herself out anymore that you’re stepping into the ring with. No, you’re getting the Christina that is a four time tag team champion and the first and second longest reigning NFW Tag Team Champion. You’re getting the Valkyrie, the warrior, ready to fight and take down whatever stands in her way and tonight, that just happens to be one of my good friends.

As for you, Morganna, last week, that was just me being kind and letting you know that I’m coming for you this time, that now you’re the hunted and you’ll be going down. It doesn’t matter what little games you try to play, what little tricks you try to pull because none of it is gonna work. It didn’t work last time we faced off and it won’t work next time. We’re currently tied, one win a piece and well, I don’t like tying with people. You’ve helped make my life hell, but now, it’s time for you to go to Hel while I take your gold and fly high to Valhalla.



The scene opens backstage at Fusion where we see Chelsea Skye standing by with a frown on her face, the Chicago native clearly has a lot on her mind.

Chelsea: I’ve been busting my ass on Fusion since I arrived in Zion, and this is how I’m repaid?

Chelsea grunts in annoyance as she folds her arms.

Chelsea: Repeatedly overlooked for a one-on-one rematch with Legion for the YouTube Championship, repeatedly fucked over by the idiots in Hebi no Rengo and now I’m being unceremoniously drafted to the Wednesday Night Brkthru roster when I’ve clearly got unfinished business on Fusion?!

Chelsea spits to the side.

Chelsea: It’s a fucking joke, and the punchline isn’t funny!

Chelsea adds as she paces around.

Chelsea: Legion, I know your fucking watching, I WANT WHAT I’M OWED! I want that shot at the YouTube Championship because if I’m being drafted to this new brand then I’m taking that title with me! Hebi, I want a one-on-one match with your leader, the one who couldn’t handle losing to a rookie from Chicago!

Chelsea adds as she goes to leave.

Chelsea: I’ll be waiting!

Chelsea walks off as the scene fades.



MATCH #2: AUBREY MACK VS JESSICA ANDERSON



The bell rings with Anderson immediately looking to grapple with the determined newcomer Aubrey Mack! He quickly ceases her attempts to outwrestle him by trapping her in a Wristlock! He transitions, turning her inside out with a Lariat! He gets Anderson to her feet, getting her in position before taking her right back to the mat again with a Falcon Arrow! He pulls her up yet again off the move, this time nailing her with a Blue Thunder Bomb!

Mack looks to finish this one off, getting Anderson up before nailing her with GIN & JUICE!! FIREMAN’S CARRY DOUBLE KNEE GUTBUSTER CONNECTS!! He waits in the corner for Anderson to climb to her knees, before rushing over and nailing her with MASS APPEAL!! RUNNING KNEE STRIKE GETS HER!! Pin by Mack!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Aubrey! Mack!

Mack celebrates, taking a bow as we fade out.

WINNER: AUBREY MACK
RESULT: PINFALL



Fusion cuts backstage into Alexis Lemon’s locker room, where she sits in a chair, currently scrolling through her phone. She’s already dressed in her gear for her upcoming Hardcore Championship tournament with Yukiko Kusanagi. She’s dressed in a white long-sleeve shirt, white skinny jeans, and white Converse sneakers. Sitting across from her, tinkering with her camera, is Lexi’s best friend and personal camerawoman, Kayla. After a couple moments, Alexis sighs.

Alexis Lemon: Can you believe this shit??

Kayla, not looking up from her camera, replies:

Kayla: I’m willing to believe a lot of things. You’d be surprised. What’s up?

Lexi turns her phone out to her friend.

Alexis Lemon: Nobody is giving me any chance at winning this shit.

Kayla, points the camera at Lexi to test it while she speaks.

Kayla: Who cares? Your family’s into sports, you must be used to all those underdog, nobody expecting them to win but they win anyway through… magic or positivity or some shit, right?

Alexis Lemon: I mean, yeah. But I don’t mean this tournament, I mean this match! Listen to this shit.

Lemon turns the phone back towards herself and begins reading off of it.

Alexis Lemon: “Who keeps giving this bitch chances? Haven’t all the tournaments and battle royals she’s been in given you some clue?”, “You have people like Yukiko, people like Kash, and then there’s people like Lemon. Hashtag rip.”, “L O L Lexi is short. And sour. Get it? Because she’s a Lemon. I’m so original and funny.”

She looks up at her friend with a “see?” look on her face. Kayla just shrugs.

Kayla: …So?

Lexi rolls her eyes.

Alexis Lemon: So! What makes them better than me? What do they have that I don’t??

Kayla: Experience?

The room is quiet for a moment as Alexis stews in that response for a moment.

Alexis Lemon: You know you’re supposed to be on my side, right?

Kayla laughs as she fiddles with her camera some more.

Kayla: Lex, since when do you care about this stuff? Just go out there and do your thing! Even when you were losing all the time you never cared what people were saying. What gives?

Lexi looks down at her feet, almost embarrassed.

Alexis Lemon: II don’t know, man. I guess I was just hoping people would see what I see, that I can do this shit. I can hang with these big players!

Kayla: So… show them.

Alexis Lemon: I’m going to! Trust me, I ain’t upset, I’m used to being insulted. I’m just pissed! I know I can hang. Win or lose, I’m going to show that Lexi Lemon is hardcore!

Lemon looks determined and almost angry. Meanwhile Kayla rolls her eyes dramatically and groans.

Kayla: Please don’t turn into one of those people who talk about themselves in the first person. It’s annoying.

Lexi is quiet for a second after her friend’s reply. But soon she breaks and begins giggling.

Alexis Lemon: Sorry! I just really want to do well tonight. I mean, I always want to do well but people have always assumed I’m decent at wrestling, but they seem to think adding weapons to the mix will turn me into some rookie.

Kayla: But… you ARE a rookie.

Alexis Lemon: Hey, don’t hit me with facts!

Another eye roll, followed by a giggle from Kayla

Alexis Lemon: I’m from Chicago! I know a thing or two about defending myself by any means necessary.

Kayla: I know, I was there. Though it wasn’t always self-defense.

Alexis Lemon: True. That was fun. But do you get it? I love this shit. I love the violence and chaos. I live for this shit. I just need to show everyone what I see, I can do this shit. That’s why I’m doing this tourney in the first place, to show what I’ve got! If I can win a match or even the whole thing in the process, then hell yeah! But that’s all I want out of this. To show that I can hang!

Kayla nods, pressing a few more buttons on her camera. After messing with it for so long, she finally lets out a sigh of relief and holds it up, pointing it at her best friend.

Kayla: I think I’m happy with this. Test it out, say some shit.

Alex nods and looks into the camera.It’s at this point that the perspective changes to that of the camera that’s in Kayla’s hands.

Alexis Lemon: Look, I know I’m a longshot to win this thing. Even if I do somehow get past Yukiko, it’ll just keep getting harder and harder. Not only is every talent in this tourney stacked, but most of them are renowned hardcore wrestlers, or at least have experience in this field. I, on the other hand, am a total rookie. Overall in my wrestling career but more specifically in deathmatches. I know I’m a longshot, there’s a good chance I won’t even make it past the first round. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna roll over and give up at the first chair shot, first table break, whatever it may be. I may not win, but I’m sure as hell going to show everyone that I can compete with the best of them. And that Alexis Lemon being in a deathmatch isn’t as unbelievable as it seems right now. I’m not some scared little kid that runs away when the weapons come out. I’m the kind of person that will grab one or two of those weapons and start swinging at anything that moves. Even if it doesn’t happen right out the gate, I will show everyone that I have the hardcore championship in my future. Maybe not right now, maybe not in the near future, but I will have it in my possession someday. And when that happens, you’ll have to kill me to get it away from me.

She looks back down for a moment, going over what she just said.

Alexis Lemon: Actually that’s entirely possible… Whatever! Worth it! Point is, Alexis Lemon is hardcore! Let’s fucking get it!

Lexi holds up the devil’s horns as Kayla stops the recording, sending the screen to black, however, the sound can still be heard

Kayla: So… what’s going on with you and that Legion chick?

The view crossfades to "The Shit" Kandice Stanford looking at the abnormal amount of traffic that the first two of her four birthday tweets received.

Kandice Stanford: Look at all those eyes on your hottest property.

The camera gets a closer look at the likes. 43 for her "complete with the cake" tweet, and 18 for her Patrick tweet.

Kandice Stanford: I bet you the bag that the Shadow the Hedgehog wannabe turned down that she can't get that many eyes on this product.

Now the camera unzooms from the screen and focuses back on Stanford, who points up with both of her hands.

Kandice Stanford: Speaking of, I keep shittalking you, Edgy, because I still can't wrap my head around the fact that someone actually thinks you're just one match away... when all you do is say the same trash week in and week out, cry about not getting your way all the time, and aren't charismatic enough to back up any of it. It doesn't matter how often you beat me, because I'm always gonna keep coming back and digging up something different about you. Your record against me is legitimately inconsequential, and I wish I'd realized that earlier because the moment you stop worrying about wins and losses and just start worrying about psyching your opponent out...

Kandice winks with a smirk to the camera.

Kandice Stanford: ...that's the moment you're free to do whatever you want to whoever you choose.

"The Shit" points up again with both hands, this time with a inquisitive look.

Kandice Stanford: But the problem is if the wins and losses here are inconsequential, but nobody wants to see you regardless because you have the personality of a cardboard baler, then why do you think you're still maybe one match away from becoming World Heavyweight Champion? Especially when Jordan Majors beat you in the Victory Series, and especially with Haruka Fukuhara looming with that Chance Briefcase that she can cash in at literally any time as she established earlier tonight.

Stanford shrugs, bouncing her eyebrows quickly, as if to say "weeell..."

Kandice Stanford: Only reason I can think of is you want to hold the brand, therefore the rest of the company back despite already having wasted your shot. But as I established last week, since wrestling never goes backwards and since all you do is play backwards... doesn't it stand to reason that you should just learn to step aside and make way for the future of the company? Like Faye Brown did? Like Zachary Porter's going to? You had your shot, Edgy. Then you had shots spoon-fed to you, and you've fucked every single one of them up. And yet you maintain that you're the best this brand has to offer? In spite of the fact that any opportunity that comes your way, you fuck up.

Kandice lets her words sit for a second, her expression becoming more intense as she paces back and forth, crossing her arms over her breasts as she does.

Kandice Stanford: I just find it funny that someone calls it out like I do and you get all defensive, and people think you're right when you get all defensive despite all the evidence to the contrary. And you're so easily riled up about it. I think it's funny. But the funnier thing is that the only reason I can't say I don't have a perfect record in this company is your slow, backwards, damn fourth chaos emerald lookin' ass. Because I was specifically hired to bring eyes to the product. I was brought in to be the main event talent Fusion needs to break away from the same old tired shit it's been for months. Which includes you. Always has.

"The Shit" stops in her tracks, ready to go out for her match.

Kandice Stanford: The hype train's coming, Edgy. For your own sake, get out of its way. You don't want ran over, because trains actually kill.

And like that, exit stage left, Kandice Stanford.

MATCH #3: KARA CARBAJAL VS KANDICE STANFORD

Alex Lawson: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first…from Seattle, Washington…weighing in at 128 lbs…Kandice! Stanford!

And her opponent…from New Orleans, Louisiana…weighing in at 170 lbw…Kara! “Killer” Carbajal!



Kandice immediately charged at Kara, a look of pure anger on her face over the trash talking on Twitter as of late. It was obvious that the woman had had enough from the Shieldmaiden, but Kara chuckled and easily sidestepped the red-head giving her a swift kick in the ass for good measure. When Stanford stumbled, Carbajal began laughing at the other woman before she motioned for her to come on once she had turned around. Kandice charged at Kara again but was met with a swift right hook to her jaw for her troubles. The Killer quickly grabbed Kandice and threw her into the ropes, hitting the woman with a massive big boot as she came back towards her, sending the red-head crashing to the mat. Carbajal could be heard yelling at the woman to back up all the bullshit she had been spewing on Twitter, and it seemed to anger Stanford as she reached up and smacked the shit out of Kara’s cheek, the impact echoing slightly. Killer chuckled slowly as she leaned down to get the other woman to her feet again.

Crowd: Ohhh!!!!

Kandice thought quickly and threw a headbutt into Kara’s face, causing the woman to stumble back a few steps. The red-head jumped to her feet and acted like she was going for a chop but turned it into a DDT, spiking Kara down to the mat. Carbajal growled as she smacked the mat before pushing herself off of it after a few moments. Once Kara was back to her feet, the woman wasted no time in trying to go for a cyclone kick, but Carbajal ducked it and nailed Standford with a forearm smash, sending her backwards but not off of her feet. Carbajal charged Stanford, looking to hit her with a stiff lariat, but Kandice dropped her with a toe hold, sending the other woman to the mat. Wasting little time, she backed up and charged the woman, hitting her with a running meteora. Kara was able to get back to her few after a minute or two, Kandice following suit. Both women were feeling the effects of the match, but it didn’t stop them from just wailing down with lefts and rights on each other. Kara lifted Kandice for a stalled suplex, but the other woman wiggled around repeatedly causing Kara to lose her grip, giving Kandice the chance to reverse it into a roll-up pin attempt.

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE…!



Alex Lawson: Here is your winner by pinfall…KANDICE STANFORD!!

The referee held Kandice’s arm up in victory, but the celebration didn’t last long as Kara hit Stanford in the back with a stiff lariat, sending the woman to the ring mat. She began raining boots down against the woman’s ribs in anger, yelling about how tits and ass didn’t belong in the ring. As she was picking the red-head up to execute a jackhammer, Daria Dorsey came hauling ass down the ramp. Carbajal dropped Stanford on her back in the center of the ring then slid out of it, a seething glare on her face as she looked between the two women while slowly making her way up the ramp.

WINNER: KANDICE STANFORD
RESULT: PINFALL

[Kai Morgan]

On a pitch black screen, the sound of chains rattling softly sets the dark tone for the viewers before the shot gradually fades in on a room some have seen more than a few times now. It’s low lit with a single violet bulb casting just enough light to see the dark lines of chains hanging from the ceiling. Some are shorter than others. A few are short enough to see the hooks that dangle on the ends. Dangling from one hook is the, by now, well recognized Slaughterhouse Wrestling American Horror Championship; the strap clasped and hung over one of the hooks as it sways idly. We hear the faint sound of dripping. Water leaking from a pipe somewhere in the room. Next, comes a voice.

Yukiko Kusanagi: Watashi ga…tekisetsu ni purē suru yō ni natte kara nagai jikan ga tachimashita. Watashi wa hontōni jibun jishin o tanoshimu koto ga dekitanode….

The source of the voice, Yukiko Kusanagi, comes into frame, a hand lifted up to brush along the chains as she passes through them. She’s in her ring gear, mask included, plus her hooded leather jacket. As she moves, the camera begins to follow her on her walk through the room, keeping her in the center of the shot. When she continued speaking, she switched from Japanese to English. Her tone remained soft…low…eerily tranquil. The only real change is from her native Japanese accent to a more British dialect, given her main source education in the tongue.

Yukiko Kusanagi: It is said that patience is a virtue. Some might agree. Others may not. In this instance, I find myself among the former. I came here to Zion, the Promised Land of professional wrestling, to unleash hell. I came here to spill blood. I came here to hurt people. I will not mince my words. I will not deny who - or what - I am.

She stops in her steps and turns to the camera; the purple lighting casting a soft eerie glow on her as she stares into the lens under her hood and over her half mask.

Yukiko Kusanagi: I am…a bloody monster. I enjoy this sport for reasons that no decent human being should. I have not come here for the spotlight. I am not here for trophies or belts. I couldn't care less whether my name is added to a company’s Hall of Fame. I do this…I enjoy this…because…

There’s a pause, she brings her hand from the chains with her fingers softly pinched together against her thumb. She looks at her hand, spreading her fingers out as if she’s examining a weapon before it’s put to use.

Yukiko Kusanagi: …I like to hurt people.

She looks at the camera again, simply shrugging as if it’s the most normal thing in the world to say.

Yukiko Kusanagi: I enjoy the rush I get as I stare into the eyes of someone who fails to realize it until it is too late. I want to see the fear fill them as they realize what they have gotten themselves into. Patiently, I have waited for that moment to come. Now…here I stand…moments away from having what I truly want. Tonight, the Hardcore Championship Tournament continues…and I finally get to play. I get to relish in the screams…I get to drink up the tears…I get to bathe in the blood. And I get to introduce someone to a whole new world of pain and suffering. Alexis Lemon… Lexi…Lexi…little Lexi…

Yukiko’s eyes squint as she smiles behind her mask and giggles softly.

Yukiko Kusanagi: Such a sweet…sweet…yet sour little morsel. You have shown such excitement coming into this tournament. I consider it an honor…a privilege…to be the one to introduce you to the darker side of this industry. A Queen of Chaos herself…comes to dance with the Osaka Devil. You want to know what Hardcore wrestling is. You want to know what Deathmatch wrestling truly is. Let us see what the coin decides. Will I decide what tune we dance to? Or will you show me what depravity truly resides inside that pretty little head of yours? Either way…

She smiles more under her mask and shakes her head.

Yukiko Kusanagi: It matters little to me. Regardless of fate…you are still stepping into unchartered territory…and you are going to learn what real pain is. Lexi-chan…I bid you welcome…warmed by blood…to a new world. My world. This is who I am. This is what I do.

She steps forward, closer to the camera, her eyes widening yet growing colder in the same instance.

Yukiko Kusanagi: This…is…Hell…

Yukiko reaches out behind her, taking the ShW American Horror title that she’s been carrying with her since she arrived in Zion, off of the hook and slides her arm through the clasped strap, resting it on her shoulder. She stares back into the camera again, her accolade proudly on display as the shot is slowly overcome with static before cutting to black.



Female Voice: Who am I? You sure you want to know? The story of my life is not for the faint of heart. If somebody told you it was a happy tale, if somebody said I was just your average girl, not a care in the world... somebody lied.

This voiceover is immediately followed by our scene opening in front of what appears to be a building of some religious significance. One can see crosses, crucifixes, and statues of various religious figures including Jesus and Mary all over the courtyard. A few moments later and we see a face and figure that is all too familiar to the wrestling world; the self-proclaimed Queen of the Death Match, “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams. The deranged ginger is wearing torn denim jeans, flip flops, and a black t-shirt which reads “Oktoberfest Is My Favorite Wrestler” on the front.

Kim: Ok, sorry about that…that was from Spider-Man. It wasn’t even the Tom Holland version. It was Tobey MacGuire! But hey, at least it wasn’t Andrew Garfield’s. Everyone hated him. Which I think is unfair. The Andrew Garfield Spider-Man flicks were NOT that bad! In fact, Tobey and Andrew were the more accurate Spider-Man. In the comics Peter Parker wasn’t Tony Stark’s little bitch boy. Tobey and Andy get a bad rap. They are scorned. Just like me! I am The Woman Scorned!

The Queen of the Death Match stops at a bench that rests just at the feet of a rather large statue of The Virgin Mary. Kimberly sits down on the bench and grins from ear to ear.

Kim: I wasn’t lying when I said that my story isn’t for the faint of heart. I also wasn’t lying when I said that I am The Woman Scorned. It is all unbelievably and undeniably true. So as I give my obligated origin story just like any other action movie hero or comic character or whatnot, let me get one thing very clear right out of the gate. Yes, my mother is a famous hall of fame wrestler. My mother is Angelica Jones, a thirteen time world champion. You would think that with that kind of family resume, that kind of history backing me up, everything would just fall in line nice and neat for me, wouldn’t it? You’d think that I would just waltz in here and be a red headed queen, princess, another spoiled brat. I could probably dye my hair blonde and join the Trinity bitches if I wanted to. But my story is not that simple and my life was not that easy.

My mother’s story is well known. If you know her, then you know her life did not start glorious and beautiful and luxurious as it is now. It started here, where she had her childhood torn from her, forced into a convent much like this one. But to say that the life of a nun wasn’t for her would be an understatement. And to say that a nun having an affair with a priest is even more scandalous! But it does make for a good riddle. What do you get when you mix a Catholic Priest and a Nun?

Williams holds her arms out in a pose.

Kim: You get me! HaHaHa

The face of The Woman Scorned grows more serious, more angry.

Kim: That’s where my story and my mother’s story also takes on a little bit of similarity. Because like my mother, my childhood was taken from me. Only mine was taken at a much younger age than hers. I was torn from my mother’s arms at birth. I was placed into the care of a bonafide sociopath…or was it a psychopath? I always get those two mixed up. Hell, the loony tune was probably both! Instead of tender, loving, care, I received military tactical training. Instead of kindness and tenderness I received training on how to survive. I was raised not to be mommy’s little princess but to become a verifiable assassin.

Now of course for those of you who know me….HI JORDAN! WHAT’S UP?!...you know that my story did ultimately turn out ok in the end. I was reunited with my family. We are all happy. But the chaotic rise and fall, twists and turns that my journey took is what ultimately convinced me that the only sensible way to live in society is without rules. Life is chaos…

She smacks herself in the face.

Kim: There. I quoted the Joker. Now DC Comics won’t get mad at me for promoting Marvel’s stuff over theirs! But seriously, I have been around this business for a very long time. I followed in my mother’s famous footsteps and I have seen champions get disqualified, retain their titles that way, only for management to then book a rematch where the title can change hands on a disqualification. Then when the champion gets disqualified AGAIN well, that wasn’t a REAL disqualification, so we’re gonna restart the match! And so many in this business speak of wanting everyone to EARN championship opportunities, but then some dumbass is just randomly HANDED a title match for no other reason than because he or she is “a legend”...they haven’t wrestled in God knows how long, but they’re a legend so if they ask for a match they can get it without earning it. Right?

What is the point of having rules if you do not actually follow through and enforce them? That’s why I say TO HELL WITH THE RULES! That’s why I have chosen to embrace the chaos! My whole personal life has been chaos, my professional life has been chaos, so why not just embrace the chaos? And if you wanna get a nice clear picture of what chaos has done for me, just look at my resume.

3 times and current HKW Bloodlust Champion.
2 time SCW Underground Champion.
1 time and longest reigning MWE Chicago Way Champion.

Also I am a 25 time Unsanctioned Champion of Death & Shit! Granted that title is not recognized by any promotion anywhere, it is only recognized by comrade Datura, who invented the title. Now if Zion wants to sanctions so that my 25 reigns as Unsanctioned Champion can be legit I’d appreciate it!

The Woman Scorned winks at the camera.

Kim: As you can see, my claim to the title of Queen of the Death Match isn’t just a cute moniker that I can slap on lunch boxes or a t-shirt…BUT THEY ARE ON SALE NOW AT MY WEBSITE FOR A LIMITED TIME…my claim to the title of Queen of the Death Match is legitimate. Now I am bringing my unique brand of chaos of violence to Zion. And I am bringing it at just the right time as Zion introduces its new Hardcore Division. Oh boy am I looking forward to the insanity of the hardcore tournament! With every chair shot to my head I am gonna sing it loud and proud…HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!

Williams smacks herself in the head repeatedly, over and over.

Kim: So come on! Come on and hit me! Give it to me! I want you to hit me! Be as barbaric and bloodthirsty as you can! Try and wipe me off the face of the earth! Hit me with your best shot!

The Woman Scorned reaches into her pocket and produces a notepad. She looks it over.

Kim: Ok, I managed to mention all three Spider-Men, Joker, Britney Spears, AND Pat Benator all in one promo…my boyfriend didn’t think I could do it but I did…he owes me five hundred bucks…

Kimberly hops up from the bench and walks off. The scene fades.



MATCH #4: YUKIKO KUSANAGI VS ALEXIS LEMON (HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT QUARTERFINAL MATCH)

Alex Lawson: The following contest…is a Quarter Final Match in the Zion Wrestling Hardcore Championship Tournament!

Introducing first…from Osaka, Japan…weighing in at 125 lbs…”The Osaka Devil”...Yukiko! Kusanagi!

And her opponent…representing The Queens of Chaos…from Chicago, Illinois…weighing in at 125 lbs…Alexis! Lemon!

As a repeat of Monday’s Mayhem, a production crew comes to the ring, crates galore as they prepare for either of the two’s stipulation of choice! The coin flip favors Kusanagi, who requests a Piranha Tank Deathmatch! The crew get things set up, with an extra coming to supply the piranhas as the bell rings!



Kusanagi immediately rushes Lemon off the bell, nailing her with a Big Boot to send her to the mat early! She drags her to the edge of the ring, looking to dump her into the piranha tank and end this one quickly! Lemon doesn’t budge however, sending Kusanagi into the corner, before nailing her with a Stiff Lariat! She goes to the outside, grabbing a wooden board covered in barbed wire and throwing it into the ring! She gets Kusanagi up, looking for a Suplex on top of the razor sharp barbs! But Kusanagi doesn’t budge, sending a few shots to Lemon’s midsection before attempting to Suplex her into them instead! Now it’s Lemon’s turn to not budge, nailing Kusanagi with a Stundog Millionaire off the Suplex lift! She follows up now, hitting a stunned Kusanagi with a Scorpion Kick! She caps off her attack, backing into the corner before nailing Kusanagi with a Hurricanrana into the barbed wire!

Lemon drags a bloodied Kusanagi out of the barbs, looking to dump her into the piranha tank! But out of sight, Kusanagi grabs a hold of a bit of the barbed wire on the wooden plank! Before Lemon can throw her in, Kusanagi unloads with a stiff hook for the barbed wire ladened right hand, busting her wide open! Kusanagi adds fuel to the flames, pulling Lemon’s head right over the tank and letting her blood drip into it to excite the piranhas inside! She gets Lemon to her feet, looking for The Steel Feather! But Lemon ducks underneath it, nailing her with a Codebreaker instead! She places Kusnanagi in the corner, before rushing over and nailing her with the SOURBALL!! CANNONBALL SENTON CONNECTS!! She isn’t finished however, getting to the second rope and beckoning Kusanagi to her feet, looking for the Gloomy Sunday! Right before she leaps down however, the lights cut off! When they turn back on, Kusanagi’s prone body is replaced by a statuesque Legion, staring right into the eyes of Lemon from below! Lemon leaps toward her, being caught with a STARLIGHT BOOSTER!! Legion hits the ropes now, nailing Lemon with SHATTERED REALMS!! The lights go out again, this time coming up to an empty spot where Legion previously stood! Lemon is out cold on the mat as Kusanagi swoops in to take the opportunity! She rolls Lemon out of the ring and into the piranha tank, laying the barbed wire board on top and laying on to prevent her from escaping!

ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Yukiko! Kusanagi!

Eddie Red Apples: Well, Alexis Lemon may have lost out on one championship, but it seems as though she’s gotten the attention of another champion around here!

Amber Westgate: Honestly, compared to the deathmatches, I think Lemon’s got it a little harder now!

Kusanagi stands over the tank, watching as Lemon scrambles out of the tank.

WINNER: YUKIKO KUSANAGI
RESULT: PIRANHA TANK

Rather abruptly, the arena tron plays footage in the midst of a match. It was the World Tag Team Championship match from SummerBash 2K22. The footage gradually loses colour and gradually slows down until it reaches a full stop and the screen fully grayed out. It’s the moment Ashlynn Cassidy’s face meets a boot. As the tron goes black we hear the

“ONE!
TWO!
THREE!”

of the crowd as they count along loudly.

The tron reawakens, a still image of a fallen Ashlynn Cassidy, her hands obscuring her face, though it’s visible she was crying. Over this, some audio plays. The first voice, between wincing, could be recognized as Ashlynn’s.

“F-for..how long..?”

The second voice, we’re unfamiliar with, but it’s a feminine voice with a gentle tone.

“Look Ashlynn, you broke your face, we can’t clear you for anything for at least six weeks…” It would become apparent she was a part of Zion’s medical team.

“W-what?”

As the trons once again goes dark we hear a scream. One of pain, but also sadness and anger. We then hear the sound of things falling into the floor in a rage.

We once again linger on the image of Ashlynn’s obscured face. A voiceover begins, though the sound suggests it’s from a live microphone.

“I did NOT take the news well that day. Not at all. I wish I could say that it was just a blip, that it was just one bad day, it wasn’t. With my injury, I couldn’t train, I couldn’t compete, I couldn’t do what I love, what I fully invested my life into.

I tried my best, but most of the time? I was being left alone with my thoughts, and that’s never good, that’s never all that healthy.

I thought about what I had outside of wrestling and how I’ve pushed people and responsibilities away. The way that, to be at the top of my sport, I had to shut out and shut off other aspects of myself.

It was okay though! I had wrestling and I had proof that I was worth it. Then, that day, it was taken from me. Just weeks earlier, I went to the ring and I said to the entire Zion world that I was going to be a CONSTANT. All of a sudden I couldn’t show up every week, let alone give my fans my best. Do you know what that made me feel? I felt like such a hypocrite, I felt like such a fraud. On top of everything?”

The tron transitions to an image posted on August 22nd, 2021. It was the one announcing that Ashlynn had signed with Zion Wrestling.



“Do you ever have that weird period around your birthday every year where you get extra sentimental and feel extra shitty? I was nearing the one year mark and I knew that I couldn’t mark it the way that I wanted. I wanted to celebrate what a massive year I had in that ring. I should have been able to enjoy that day, enjoy that milestone, but instead, I was going to spend it on the shelf.

I felt nothing but sadness and shame while I was out injured. I was so tired, so I flipped those feelings off. I NEEDED to feel other feelings. I couldn't wallow. Instead, I let myself be fueled by anger and bitterness. I blamed Code Black, A LOT. As soon as I could get back to training, I went hard. I pictured their faces. There were more than a few sparring sessions where I crossed a line. I wasn’t going to get the time I lost back. I needed so badly to take something just as valuable from them out of spite.”

The crowd didn’t seem to love that, especially since this was the hometown of the World Tag Team Champions.

On the tron appeared the image of a teenage girl. It's an older picture, and not someone we’d recognize.





“I’ve always loved wrestling, I always wanted to be a wrestler. I was the top of my group because no one outworked me in the gym, or the ring. 24/7 my mind was on wrestling. I wanted it so damn bad. I earned my place, I can’t say I was or wasn’t gifted, one thing was for sure. I was and am as good as I was and am because I put the time in and the work in. At the top of our class was me, and Brynn, we were competitive as hell, but we shared a lot of the same traits. We really respected one another. We really bonded. I think we were A LOT to deal with, to some, insufferable.

One day, during a match, one of the other girls went rogue and really had it in for me. I remember getting rocked pretty stiff. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but…

I still remember the sound of when she landed with my leg tied up in that chair. I remember screaming so badly and sobbing so loud. I won the match, but I did NOT feel like one.

After that? I was out for seven months, and my heart was shattered. I never got to the point where I wanted revenge, I just wanted to get back to wrestling. It was still Hell, though. I was feeling…well, a lot like I have the last few weeks.

As badly as I took it?

About 3 months in, I got a phone call, there had been an incident outside a home. A young woman had been left with a very similar injury. This time, there would be charges.”

The next image was very, very similar to how fans would have known Ashlynn when she arrived, but with a tie-dye top and yoga pants posing a peace sign with both hands.

“Safe to say, when I got back at it and was all healed up, Brynn wasn’t allowed back in the school, in fact, she was in juvy.

When I finally caught a break and was set to work my first show? I chose the name Ryleigh Brynn. We had the same dream once, and though she wasn’t able to pursue it, I was. I knew too, she wouldn’t have gotten in trouble if nothing had happened to me. So I made sure she was going to be part of my wrestling story.

It really was a double edged sword. I took on her name to honour her, and to remind myself to stay in control, to not let my anger control me. I carried her with me, but that meant I carried the guilt of being the reason instead of wrestling matches with her name in lights, she had solitary and prison fights.

My career wasn’t going well, so guess what I did. I reinvented myself, I got angry again. I buried that name, I buried that naive, childish girl. I buried EVERYTHING! Suddenly, Ashlynn Cassidy was taking over, Ashlynn Cassidy was blowing up.Ashlynn Cassidy was THRIVING. Through it all, I kept Brynn buried, I tried to erase my old self. She just wouldn’t die. She was in her own right resilient, she was in her own right UNDENIABLE.

I knew deep down it wasn’t Ravyn or Olivia’s fault, it wasn’t anyone’s fault. I knew in my heart I couldn’t come back spiteful, I couldn’t come back angry, I couldn’t come back for revenge. I had to bring her back.”

Ashlynn Cassidy made her way on stage into the light with her original face and original hair. She smiled.

“I really missed you all.”



An aerial view of a small town at night is shown, showing off its lights and marvel of its landscape.

The view changes to the inside a building, looking out a large window, where suddenly a giant pair of combat boots walk by, with sound of the shoes hitting the floor getting stronger and stronger.

While this is happening, a familiar voice fills the air…

“We keep trying to tell you. But you fools choose not to listen.”


The view changes from a of nice-sized houses…and the appearance of a giant pair of legs walking behind them; legs wearing jeans.

While this is happening, another familiar voice fills the air…

“You step up and talk your bullshit. And we keep knocking all your asses back down.”


Suddenly, the camera changes to an establishing shot, revealing it to be a miniature town which is part of the Bekonscot Model Village & Railway in Beaconsfield, Buckinghamshire at Southeast England. From the houses to the cars….as real as it gets. The only thing that is genuinely real are  the beautiful & extremely dangerous “giant” women walking around the landscape and now is looking at the camera…. Ravyn & Olivia Nightshade: the reigning World Tag Team Champions Code Black who, as of now, are the mistresses of all that they survey.

Olivia Nightshade: You gits want another message? Well, it doesn’t get any bigger than this. Because the ONLY thing that’s big around here is my sister and me. And that includes Fusion and ALL of Zion Wrestling. THE ABSOLUTE BEST tag team in the entire industry!


Meanwhile, her sister, Ravyn Nightshade looks on and nods with conviction, definitely feeling what Olivia is saying. Before long, Ravyn begins to speak.

Ravyn Nightshade: When are you ever going to get it through your thick skulls and understand what’s going on here? How many more of your “Heroes” and “Hopefuls” we must stomp out to prove our point? You really must be masochists the bunch of you. But that’s alright with us because we fucking ENJOY being sadists!

To drive Ravyn’s point across, Olivia gives a wicked laugh.

Ravyn Nightshade: We have been saying this from day one. Code Black is the omnipotence of the tag team scene in Zion Wrestling, MUCH LESS, the ENTIRE industry. All of you should be bowing at our feet thanking us for making the tag division as relevant as it’s ever been. But nooo (laughs). You feel you can do better. You all think you can “shine new light” in this “dark cloud” that Liv and I are accused of holding these babies. Don’t you get tired living on false hope? Well, we’ll NEVER get tired turning your dreams into nightmares because these titles are EXACTLY where they belong. And all of you are EXACTLY where you belong…beneath us!


Olivia Nightshade: Ayu Megumi & ARIA it must really suck to be you huh? Are you really that pissed off that Ravyn and I laid you to waste in Illinois? So much that management “gifted” you a title match against us? The fact that you didn’t earn this shot isn’t here or there, so he we are. However, the facts surrounding why we did what we did is straight to the point. When you’re on top, you’re going to see issues that’s going to disrupt the balance of things in the world that they create. What do they do? They DEAL with them! You two need to know your place in the pecking order of this brand. You should be thanking us for showing you. But now, we ought to be thanking you…for being the deliverers of the hellacious beatdown you two are going to be receiving. Because if you believe you’re taking THESE titles away from us…. Keep Dreaming, bitches! Keep Dreaming!


Ravyn Nightshade: These right here….


It is at this point that Ravyn & Olivia raises their World Tag Team titles in the air to display before the camera before placing them back over their shoulders.

Ravyn Nightshade:…. represents identity. Not just for us, but for ALL Zion. Time and time again Ayu & ARIA, we not only proved to ourselves and everyone that we are the best, but we set the course that will move Zion forward to bigger and better things in tag team wrestling. And baby, we’re just getting started. We’re already Queens of the ring. With these upon our shoulders? We’re fucking GODS! So, you two better be ready for the match of your careers. And for the ultimate fight of your lives. We have these titles firmly in our grasp but we’re still as hungry as we can allow, therefore making us as stronger than we've ever been.


Olivia Nightshade: Annnnnnnd let’s not forget that we’re in our home country, where they KNOW how to treat superior badasses like us.


Ravyn Nightshade: We don’t care how long it takes; the message will be clear once and for all and will be solidified in the minds of everyone who witnesses this; capped off with your heads under our boots...


Olivia Nightshade: ...Another set of “heroes” biting the dust.


Ravyn Nightshade: Because you’re looking at the true representative of ALL Zion Wrestling; the ONLY Tag Team Champions that matters. And with that being said, these titles and the entire brand will remain elite in its presentation. And you’re going to have to kill us to take these from us.


Olivia Nightshade: Not before we get to you first.


To drive her point home, Olivia blows a kiss to the camera and the ladies once again hold their belts in the air, allowing the camera to focus on them for a while before fading to black.



MATCH #5: ASHLYNN CASSIDY VS CHRISTINA OLSON

Alex Lawson: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first… representing the Last of the Valkyries… from Asheville, North Carolina… weighing in at 120 lbs… Christina! Olson!

And her opponent… from Calgary, Alberta, Canada… weighing in at 127 lbs… “Killer Counter Queen” Ashlynn! Cassidy!



Ashlynn and Christina slowly walk to the middle of the ring and Ashlynn and Christina locks in a collar and elbow, as Ashlynn transition to side headlock, Ashlynn wraps her arms around Christina’s head, but Christina punches to Ashlynn’s stomach force her to release her head, before Christina escape from a hold and whips Ashlynn to the ropes, but Ashlynn counters and pulls Christina in and connects with a Short-Arm Clotheslines, but Christina ducks under it, as Christina grabs Ashlynn from behind and connects with a German Suplex, but Ashlynn landing right onto her feets, Christina turn around but meet a Jawbreaker from Ashlynn, stunning Christina in the middle of the ring, then Ashlynn grabs Christina’s arms and whips Christina to the corner and Ashlynn charges in and connects with a Hip Attack, bumps into Christina who leaning in the corner, causing Christina staggers back, as Ashlynn running towards ropes, and hits the ropes back and Ashlynn connects with a Running Dropkick sends Christina down to the mat, Ashlynn pick Christina up by the hair and hits a forearm across her face before whips Christina to the ropes but Christina reverses and whips Ashlynn to the ropes, as Ashlynn hits the ropes back Christina connects with a Meteora, sends Ashlynn down to the mat. Ashlynn slowly gets back to her feet but meet a Missile Dropkick from Christina sends her down to the mat, as Ashlynn slowly rolls to the outside and trying to recover but Christina runs towards the ropes, and hits the ropes back Christina jumping off from the middle ropes and connects with a Suicide Dive, dives into Ashlynn sends Ashlynn down hard onto the floor.

Christina pick Ashlynn gets back to her feets by the hair and whips Ashlynn back to the ring, Christina follows her back to inside the ring, while Ashlynn slowly gets back to her feets, Christina runs towards the ropes and Christina hops to the ropes and connects with a Flying Crossbody, but Ashlynn catches her in the mid air and counters with a Backbreaker, sends Christina down to her knees, as Ashlynn bends her back more, causing Christina scream out in pain, Ashlynn let’s Christina down to the mat, before picks her up by the hair and whips Christina to the ropes and Ashlynn charges in and connects with a Dropkick, causing Christina staggers back to the middle of the ring, Ashlynn run towards the ropes and hits the ropes back and connects with a Muay Thai Knees, sends Christina down to the mat. Ashlynn picks Chrisina back up by the hair and hits across her face with a forearm but Christina ducks under it and grabs Ashlynn’s arms and turn her around and connects with a Missile Dropkick sends Ashlynn down to the mat. Christina pick Ashlynn up by the hair and whips Ashlynn to the corner and Christina charges in and connects with a Corner Splash, bumps Ashlynn into the corner, causing Ashlynn staggers to the middle of the ring, Christina run towards the ropes and connects with a Flying Crossbody, but Ashlynn catches her in the mid air but Christina counters with a Satellite DDT, spikes Ashlynn’s head down to the mat. Ashlynn slowly gets back to her knees, Christina run towards the ropes and hits the ropes back and nails Ashlynn down to the mat with a Shining Wizard, sends Ashlynn down to the mat. Christina down for covers on Ashlynn.

ONE…!

TWO…!

NO! Ashlynn lift her shoulder up at a two seconds! Christina shook her head before gets back to her feets and grabs Ashlynn’s hair and pulls Ashlynn back to her feets before punches to Ashlynn’s face and whips her to the corner but Ashlynn reverses and kicks Christina in the midsection sends Christina down to her knees. Ashlynn pulls Christina back to her feets and hits a Jawbreaker sends Christina down to the mat. Ashlynn pulls Christina back to her feets and whips Christina to the corner and charges in and connects with a Hip Attack, bumps Christina into the corner, and whips Christina towards ropes, and Ashlynn follows her and connects with a Rebound Clotheslines, sends Christina down to the mat. Ashlynn pulls Christina gets back to her feets by the hair and hits a forearm to across her face before kicks to the midsection sends Christina down to her knees, and connects with a Snap Suplex, sends Christina down to the mat. Ashlynn grabs Christina’s hair and pulls her back to her feets but meet the punches to her stomach by Christina force Ashlynn to releases her hair. Christina run towards ropes, and hits the ropes back and connects with a Meteora, sends Ashlynn down to the mat. Christina pulls Ashlynn back to her feets and whips Ashlynn to the corner and charges in and connects with a Corner Splash, but Ashlynn ducks under it. Christina’s back hits the corner, causing her staggers back to the middle of the ring. Ashlynn connects with a Period, Peace! A Ripcord Foward Roll Kick, hits across Christina’s face sends her down to the mat. Ashlynn hooks Christina’s legs up.

ONE…!

TWO…!

THRE-...!

NO! Christina kicks out at a last seconds! Ashlynn pulls Christina gets back to her feets by the hair and whips Christina to the ropes and Ashlynn charges in but meet a boot to her face, causing Ashlynn staggers back as Christina run towards the ropes but Ashlynn counters with a Dropkick, sends Christina down to the mat. Ashlynn pulls Christina back to her feets and whips Christina to the ropes but Christina reverses and pulls Ashlynn in but Ashlynn counters with a forearm across to her face, causing Christina staggers back a bit. Ashlynn run towards the ropes and connects with a Muay Thai Knees, sends Christina down to the mat. Christina slowly rolls to the outside and slowly gets back to her feets. Ashlynn run towards the ropes and connects with a Suicide Dive. But Christina dodge it, sends Ashlynn crashes with the floor, Ashlynn slowly gets back to her feet but Christina grabs her from behind and whips Ashlynn back to the ring. Christina rolls back to the ring, while Ashlynn slowly gets back to her feets. Christina run towards the ropes and connects with a Shining Wizard, nails Ashlynn down to the mat. Christina grabs Ashlynn’s hair and gets her back to her feets by the hair and whips Ashlynn to the corner but Ashlynn counters and whips Christina to the corner and charges in and hits a Dropkick, causing Christina staggers back to the middle of the ring, Ashlynn connects with a Period, Peace! nails Christina down to the mat. But before Ashlynn can pin her, Christina quick rolls to the outside, causing Ashlynn shook her head in upset. Ashlynn slowly follows Christina to the outside before grabs Christina’s hair and pulls Christina back to her feets

And whips Christina back to the ring. Ashlynn slowly rolls back to the ring, while Christina slowly gets back to her feets, as Ashlynn charges in and connects with an another Period, Peace! But Christina ducks under it and grabs Ashlynn from behind and connects with a German Suplex, sends Ashlynn down to the mat. Christina grabs Ashlynn’s hair before pulls Ashlynn back to her feets and whips Ashlynn to the corner and Christina charges in and connects with a Corner Splash, bumps Ashlynn into the corner, causing Ashlynn staggers back to the middle of the ring. Christina hits the ropes and connects with a Meteora sends Ashlynn down to the mat. Christina grabs Ashlynn’s hair and gets her back to her feets by the hair and punches to Ashlynn’s face before kicks to the midsection sends Ashlynn down to her knees. Christina hits the ropes and connects with a Flying Crossbody, sends Ashlynn down to the mat. Christina grabs Ashlynn’s hair and pulls Ashlynn back to her feets by the hair and whips Ashlynn to the corner but Ashlynn counters and hits a forearm but Christina ducks under it and grabs Ashlynn from behind and connects with a German Suplex, sends Ashlynn down to the mat, Ashlynn slowly gets back to her feets but Christina wrap her arm around Ashlynn’s head and pulls her back to her feets and run towards the corner and Christina connects with a Tornado DDT, spikes Ashlynn’s head down to the mat. Christina trying to gets Ashlynn back to her feets but she heard someone yelling at her, then Christina turn around and she notice Morgana Summer who hops to the apron and yelled at her, then Christina trying to turn her attention back to Ashlynn but meet a Period, Peace! nails Christina down to the mat, Ashlynn hooks both Christina’s legs up.

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE…!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match… “Killer Counter Queen” Ashlynn! Cassidy!

Ashlynn Cassidy gets back to her feets and gets her arm raises by the referee who come to raises her arm as the winner of this match. Ashlynn continues celebrate her victory tonight while Christina Olson still laying on the mat. Before Ashlynn rolls to the outside and head to the backstage.

Eddie Red Apples: It’s really not fair for Christina tonight! She got interference by Morgana Summers, and it’s cost her this match. But anyway congratulations to the winner of this match, even interference by Morgana Summers but she well deserve to be the winner here tonight.

Amber Westgate: To be fair, Ashlynn have a great performance here tonight, like Christina, but Morgana is the game changer. Morgana costs Christina to Ashlynn in this match. What will happening next between Morgana Summers and Christina Olson! But tonight Ashlynn Cassidy is the winner.

WINNER: ASHLYNN CASSIDY
RESULT: PINFALL



A pre-recorded shot fades to a resort in the Bahamas. Angel Kash is in a catering area completely enjoying her vacation. She’s finishing off a few grapes while she sits back and relaxes. There is absolutely no worries going through her thoughts as she begins to make a few soft demands.

Angel Kash: My title please!

One of the resort staff on site is quick to bring her Trillion Dollar Championship to her. He is quick to place it on her lap. Angel grabs said championship and has a smirk on her face. She is too blinded by her own ego to see Chelsea LeClair grab the resort staff member from behind and drag him away. Angel takes a deep, relaxed breath.

Angel Kash: Now this is the life! This is what I am entitled to! Now, I’m in the mood for some wine! Don’t waste a second, peasant. Bring me that wine and bring it to me now.

Angel finds herself annoyed when she doesn’t get her wine right away.

Angel Kash: Hello? Are you deaf? Did you even listen to what I am telling you? I want my wine and I want it NOW!

Again, there is absolutely no response at all.

Angel Kash: OH MY GOD! What is the matter with you?

Angel stands up to confront the bartender, but she finds herself running right into Chelsea LeClair, who is holding a bottle of wine in her hands, right in the face. Angel is surprise to even be looking at her right now.

Angel Kash: What the?!?!?!

Chelsea LeClair: Here’s your wine… BITCH!

Chelsea dumps the bottle of wine all over Angel’s head, causing her to scream in anger. Chelsea is getting a serious laugh out of this before Angel tackles her into the floor. A fight begins to break out and Angel even tries to choke Chelsea. However, Chelsea defends herself by breaking the wine bottle over her back. Angel rolls off of her and then Chelsea counters with a headscissors to choke her out.

Chelsea LeClair: You’ve been on vacation long enough… oh wait, you don’t want it to end just yet?

Chelsea breaks the hold and then drags Angel back up to her feet. She then gives her a hard Irish whip into the dessert table.

Chelsea LeClair: You want to enjoy yourself? Huh? You want to indulge yourself? Alright! You want some chocolate cake to go with that wine? OKAY!

Chelsea takes a nearby chocolate cake and squishes it right across her face.

Chelsea LeClair: OH MY GOD! SOOOO DELICIOUS! How are we going to wash it down? Any ideas? Oh wait, there’s one thing that goes good with chocolate cake!

Chelsea finds a gallon of milk and dumps it all over her before she grabs her and throws her against the wall. She then proceeds to beat the hell out of Angel. Angel does try to fight back but she gets thrown into the couch she was sitting on and then Chelsea picks up a glass coffee table and breaks it over her back. She continues to be enraged as she drags her to a flat screen television and throws her off of it face first, cracking the screen.

Chelsea LeClair: I said I was going to drag you back to Fusion if I had to well…

Chelsea throws Angel into the wall again.

Chelsea LeClair: You’re done running away from me…

Chelsea then eyes the Trillion Dollar Championship and she gets even angrier.

Chelsea LeClair: What’s this? The same title that you used to cheat me out of that farce of a match that we had? You know, you did SUCH a good job FAKING being blasted across the head with it that I think you should know what it feels like FOR REAL! What do you think? Oh right, I don’t CARE about what you think! It’s why I’m wrecking your vacation in the first place…

Angel is able to stagger back to her feet but Chelsea blasts her across the face with the title.

Chelsea LeClair: TELL ME HOW THAT FEELS, BITCH? TELL ME! You just ate your own title the way you probably EAT A DICK!

Chelsea walks back to catering, flipping over a few of the other tables before dragging Angel back to the dessert table.

Chelsea LeClair: Happy to ruin your vacation! How’s that for just desserts?

Chelsea picks up Angel and spinebusters her right through the dessert table.

Chelsea LeClair: See you back in Europe…

Chelsea lets out a scoff while she stands over Angel. She’s definitely expressing the satisfaction on her face over ruining her vacation as the scene fades out.



MAIN EVENT: ARIA & AYU MEGUMI VS CODE BLACK (WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH)

Alex Lawson: The following contest…is a Tornado Tag Team Match…and it is for the Zion Wrestling WORLD! TAG TEAM! CHAMPIONSHIPS!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first, the challengers…at a combined weight of 240 lbs…Ayu Megumi and ARIA!

And their opponents…representing Avalanche…at a combined weight of 315 lbs…they are the Zion Wrestling WORLD! TAG TEAM! CHAMPIONS!...And SOUTHAMPTON’S OWN…COOOOOOOOOODE!---

Before Lawson can even finish his sentence, The Nightshade’s throw out all the good will that they built up with their native fans in favor of nailing ARIA and Megumi with dual Big Boots! With no rules in this contest, the referee has no choice but to ring the bell and let the carnage ensue!



The Nightshades continue to stomp on Megumi and ARIA, pummeling them into the mat to start this contest! They eventually get the two back to their feet, getting them in a Powerbomb position! They bump the two into each other before dropping them in full with the Powerbomb and going for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by both of them! The Nightshades look to apply even more punishment, getting the two up for the dual Powerbombs again! This time however, it’s a different result, with Megumi bashing Olivia Nightshade over the head with a few strikes before she lets her down! Meanwhile ARIA drops Ravyn with a Hurricanrana! Olivia looks to club Megumi with a Lariat, but she ducks underneath, leaving the champion to run right into a Bicycle Kick by ARIA! Olivia staggers back, with Megumi catching her right into the Ripcord position! Megumi pulls Olivia in, nailing her with the Ripcord Bicycle Knee to send her kneeling! ARIA hits the ropes now, hitting Olivia with Shining Wizard before Megumi jumps into her arms in a Wheelbarrow position! ARIA pulls Megumi up, flipping her and dumping her onto Olivia with an assisted Shooting Star Press! Megumi with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Pin broken up by an Elbow Drop from Ravyn Nightshade! Megumi rolls out of the ring, with ARIA going for a Lariat to Ravyn! She rushes underneath it though, hitting the ropes and returning to duck a Back Elbow from ARIA now! Ravyn hops to the second rope now, launching off to hit ARIA with a Springboard Stunner! But ARIA catches her, getting her right in position for a German Suplex before going for the lift! But Olivia comes to the rescue, pushing against Ravyn’s back as she gets lifted for the German in order to stall the move! ARIA brings Ravyn back to her feet on the mat, with Olivia sealing the deal with a Forearm Strike to the back of her neck! Ravyn now gets in position, rushing to the corner before taking ARIA down with Sliced Bread! She goes for the pin, as Olivia knocks a recovering Ayu Megumi off the apron!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by ARIA! Ravyn lifts ARIA off the mat, getting her into position for a Powerslam! But before she can complete the move, ARIA dismounts from her shoulder, pushing Ravyn from behind and sending her shoulder-first into the ringpost! Seeing this, Olivia attempts to rush in, sliding underneath the bottom rope! But Ayu Megumi is back to cut her off, grabbing hold off her ankle to keep her from fully getting into the ring! ARIA takes advantage of the high ground she has, hitting the ropes before launching a Basement Dropkick into the side of Olivia’s skull! The shot leaves Olivia loopy, with Megumi being able to take advantage by pulling her out of the ring and nailing her with a German Suplex against the barricade!

Megumi attempts to climb to the apron to get back into the ring, but Ravyn catches her by surprise, sending ARIA shoulder-first into her midsection through the ropes! The shot leaves them both in a forced DDT position, with Ravyn taking advantage by hitting the ropes and nailing Megumi with a Dropkick, forcing her to spike ARIA’s head into the ring apron! The two roll off the apron and to the ground at ringside, with Ravyn making her way to the top rope as the two begin to stir! Megumi and ARIA are up, with Ravyn throwing herself at them from the top rope with a Diving Crossbody! Megumi and ARIA collapse at ringside, with Ravyn throwing the latter into the ring before going for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by ARIA! Ravyn gets ARIA to her feet, cinching in a Wristlock before rushing to the corner and climbing the ropes with her in tow! She launches off the top rope, going for a Hurricanrana! But ARIA reverses, using her strength to hold Ravyn up before pulling her into a Powerbomb position! She drops her off over her shoulder, sending Ravyn face-first into the top turnbuckle in the corner! ARIA quickly capitalizes, hitting the ropes as Ravyn staggers out of the corner, looking for a Lariat! But Ravyn ducks underneath, leaving ARIA to run right into a Forearm Smash from Olivia on the apron! Ravyn takes advantage, pulling ARIA right into an O’Connor Roll Pin off the shot!

ONE…!

TWO…!

NO! Megumi pops back in now, nailing Ravyn over the head with a Knee Strike! ARIA takes advantage now, reversing the pin into an O’Connor Roll of her own!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Pin broken up by a Stiff Lariat from Olivia! Megumi rushes in to defend her partner, but Olivia catches her with a Spear! She gets her to her feet, getting her in position before dumping her right on top of a recovering ARIA with a Powerbomb! Pin on both of them by Olivia!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by both! Olivia kneels over the two, wondering what to do next! Eventually, she comes to a conclusion, giving the hard camera a shrug before mounting a hold underneath both the prone bodies of ARIA and Ayu Megumi! It becomes very obvious to the crowd what she’s trying to do, as her hometown fans begin to cheer her on! Eventually, Olivia does it, deadlifting both of her opponents into a Fallaway Slam position! ARIA is able to escape however, sliding out of Olivia’s arms before quickly recovering and nailing her with a Superkick! Olivia falls to the mat, with Ayu Megumi on top of her, with the ref counting the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Pin broken up by Ravyn! ARIA attempts to cut in, but Ravyn catches her with a boot to the midsection, before throwing her out of the ring through the ropes! She helps Olivia to her feet, before targeting Megumi for the finish! They get her to her feet, getting her in position before nailing her with THE FLATLINER!! CODE BLACK GETS THE FINISHING MOVE!! Ravyn with the pin! This one’s over!

ONE…!

TWO…!

ARIA attempts to break up the pin, but Olivia rushes over and catches her with a Spear!

THREE-

NO! KICK OUT BY AYU MEGUMI! MEGUMI JUST KICKED OUT OF THE FLATLINER!! Ravyn looks absolutely shocked, her normal confidence draining at the sight of Megumi being able to persevere here! She looks over to Olivia, who’s just as shocked as she is! The two get Megumi up, looking for another move, but she throws them off, rocking Olivia with RYO NO IKARI!! SUPERKICK CONNECTS!! Ravyn tries to pull her in for a Shortarm Clothesline, but Megumi reverses, getting behind her and taking her down with STARSTORM TO THE MOON!! DRAGON SUPLEX RIGHT INTO THE CROSSFACE!! Ravyn is in serious trouble here, hardly able to hold on! Olivia crawls towards the two, looking to break up the hold, but ARIA comes in, locking her into the ARIA OF EXPERTISE!! GARGANO ESCAPE IS IN!! Ravyn and Olivia are in deep trouble, both of them in no man’s land whilst trapped in the deadliest holds in the business!

Eventually a rescue comes, with Hana Kaneko rushing down to ringside to chastise the official on behalf of her Avalanche stablemates! The distraction is enough to pull the referee’s focus from the submission holds being applied! Making this all the more heartbreaking however, is that the moment the official turns his back to deal with Kaneko, Olivia and Ravyn begin to tap out! Ravyn and Olivia are tapping out with the referee out of the position! Eventually, help comes to get Ravyn and Olivia out of the holds, with Haruka Fukuhara rushing in and nailing ARIA over the head with her Chance Briefcase! Olivia is free from her grasp at last, just time to break up Ayu Megumi’s hold on Ravyn before the referee turns around and sees her submitting! Olivia gets her to her feet, but Megumi reverses, smashing her with another RYO NO IKARI!! She goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! Ravyn breaks up the pin, getting Megumi into a Wheelbarrow Position! She lifts Ayu up, carrying her around the ring before going for a move! But Megumi reverses, rolling Ravyn up with a Victory Roll, before transitioning right into a Double Foot Stomp! She jumps up for the Stomp, but Olivia catches her from behind out of midair, throwing Megumi to the mat with a German Suplex! ARIA attempts to rush back into the ring, but Haruka Fukuhara once more interjects, pulling at her ankle to keep her from getting in! This leaves her open to a Forearm from Olivia, who slides under the bottom rope and gets her into an Electric Chair Position! Ravyn hits the ropes now, going for a Suicide Dive to complete a ringside Doomsday Device through the announce table! ARIA is completely out now! Olivia and Ravyn re-enter the ring, getting Megumi to her feet! She tries for a few weak, fleeting punches to the champions, resilient to the last! But this isn’t enough to prevent the 2-on-1 assault, with the Nightshade sisters setting her up and hitting her with a second FLATLINER!! Ravyn and Olivia with the pin on Megumi!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling WORLD! TAG TEAM! CHAMPIONS!...CODE! BLACK!

Eddie Red Apples: Ayu Megumi and ARIA gave the two hometown girls a run for their money in this one, but at the end of the day Avalanche prevails once more!

Amber Westgate: It looks like there’s a few people who take exception to that statement Eddie! Look!

The Nightshade celebrates with Fukuhara and Kaneko raising their titles in the air until Goode Khaos’ music begins to play over the speakers! Melli Goode and Nikki Khaos take to the stage, staring down the World Tag Champions! Eventually, Thotline Miami’s music plays as well, with Taylor Gibson and Cindy Collins standing alongside their opponents from last week, staring a hole through the champions as well!

Eddie Red Apples: It looks like we have some unfinished business with the World Tag Team Champions!

Amber Westgate: Well we do need contenders, Eddie!

Code Black raises their belts in the air, welcoming both teams to try and step up as we fade to black!

WINNERS: CODE BLACK (CHAMPIONSHIPS RETAINED)
RESULT: PINFALL

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