Zion Wrestling Presents-Invasion: London Night TWO!!

[Kai Morgan]

And now...Zion Wrestling Presents...Invasion: London!



We open up to a crowded Wembley Stadium, with large pyro going off in every nook and cranny of the large venue as we pan over to the announce table!

Winter Mae: A show nice we had to do it twice! Welcome back to the second of a two night spectacular! This is Invasion: London! I'm Winter Mae, welcoming you back alongside my broadcast partner, Trick Morrison!

Trick Morrison: Last night we saw titles change hands! Scores become settled! And the landscape of Zion Wrestling's future begin to take form! Now we give you even more grudges to settle, with some gold on the line on the way!



Backstage at the beginning of Zion’s 2nd night of Invasion, a camera found Samuel Lopez and Marley Divata off to the side together. Some of the backstage crew were seen passing by, going off to do what they needed to do, but eyeing the man warily as they passed by. She gave the crew members a friendly smile as they passed by, nodding at a few of them that she had become friendly with. After a few moments, Dr. Castiel Talbot approaches the couple as he gives Marley a soft, kind smile before extending his hand towards her, making sure to use the opposite hand to Marley’s broken wrist.

Dr. Castiel Talbot: Hello my dear, it is nice to finally meet the woman who has stolen Samuel’s heart.

Marley Divata: It’s nice to meet you as well, Dr. Talbot, well officially that is.

Marley returned the smile to Dr. Talbot as she shook his hand, a small blush creeping across her cheeks. She looked between the two men for a moment before speaking up again.

Marley Divata: Oh! Sorry…if you two needed to go over stuff about the match in a little bit, I can go find Zara. I’m sure she’s probably coming to find me soon as it is.

Talbot shakes his head as he pushes his glasses up from the bridge of his nose.

Dr. Castiel Talbot: Oh that won’t be necessary, Miss Divata. After all, it already appears that Samuel’s intentions for this match are well known. Speaking of…

The doctor turns his attention to Lopez as he outstretches his hand much to Marley’s confusion.

Dr. Castiel Talbot: Give it to me, Samuel.

Lopez looks down at Talbot’s hand before then reaching into his pocket and removing a knife and placing it into the doctor’s hand, much to the surprise and disappointment of Marley. Marley looked from the knife in the doctor’s hand to Samuel, a small frown on her face as she did.

Marley Divata: How did you even get…actually, I probably don’t want to know.

Marley chewed on her bottom lip for a second, looking at the knife again. She sighed softly as her gaze turned back to her boyfriend, her uninjured hand running through her hair in the process.

Marley Divata: What happened to handling things legally?

Lopez looks to the floor for a moment before lifting his head allowing his gaze to meet his girlfriend’s and begins to sign. After signing for a few moments, Talbot shakes his head.

Dr. Castiel Talbot: Samuel? The man who did this to Marley’s wrist was in the armed forces. Simply just showing him a knife will not scare him. While I understand how badly you wish for Mr. Matthews to suffer, your girlfriend is right… you must go about this within the law.

Marley Divata: I understand you want revenge for what he did to Sylvia and to me, but you can’t take care of anything if you get into legal trouble. If that happens then he ends up winning.

The green-haired woman placed her hand on his arm, her voice was gentle as she spoke. The frown had been replaced with a soft smile as she continued to look at him. She knew that he wanted revenge, and truthfully, she wouldn’t mind getting some of her own, but there wasn’t a time or a place in a wrestling match…even if it was a ladder match.

Dr. Castiel Talbot: Precisely. Perhaps if I take Samuel for now it may help keep him calm ahead of the match? So he does not become fixated with the cast on your hand, Miss Divata. Plus, I believe your cousin would like a little motivation from her manager ahead of this match too?

Marley Divata: Of course, Dr. Talbot. Plus you’re right, Zara most likely does want to see me before it’s time for the match.

Marley nodded in the doctor’s direction before lovingly squeezing Samuel’s upper arm and giving him a smile.

Marley Divata: I’ll see you in a bit.

With a final smile at her boyfriend and one more courteous nod towards Dr. Talbot, Marley turned on the heel of her boots and walked off to find Zara. Granted, it seemed like Zara had already decided to come to find the other woman as they almost literally bumped into each other in almost no time. Glancing over Marley’s shoulder, Zara saw the two men then looked back at her cousin.

Zara Ivory: Everything good?

Marley Divata: Yeah…don’t worry about it. Now it’s not long before this ladder match starts… let's talk about some last-minute strategies. You know, this cast could come in handy tonight.

Zara stopped dead in her tracks and just stared at her with a look as if she had grown an extra head or something. Marley took a few steps before she realized that Zara wasn’t with her, so she paused and turned around, a questioning look on her face.

Marley Divata: What? Why’d you stop?

Zara Ivory: You are NOT going out there tonight. And don’t try to fucking argue with me on it either. The asshole that broke your wrist is involved in the damn match not to mention multiple others that we’d have to worry about coming after you. No, it’s not happening, end of story.

Marley opened her mouth to object but groaned in frustration instead. She knew that Zara had a point, but it didn’t frustrate her any less. She looked at her cousin and just her head before letting out a sigh.

Marley Divata: Fine! Whatever…let’s just go talk strategy so I can stay back here and be a nervous wreck for y’all.

Zara rolled her eyes before the two women continued to a quieter area to talk for the little bit of time left before the ladder match.



A bit of pre recorded footage began to roll. Focus fell to a ladder in the middle of a ring in the middle of an empty arena. Well..a mostly empty arena. Not only was that ladder in the ring but so was Big Ass Bobby and Alessa Halloway, Marisol Vilaro, and of course Ricky Rodriguez.

Ricky stood in front of that ladder, gazing up at it, almost in a trance. The lights around him dimmed down as a single spotlight shined down onto that ladder, y'know for dramatic effect and all that. Bringing his leg up, Ricky stepped onto the bottom rung of that ladder.

Ricky Rodriguez: 'This ladder is alottabit like sooo many different things. It's like..this business. It's like..life, really. I mean, you start here down at the bottom. You're fuckin lookin up..just starin at that prize above your head. And..you want it..like you reallyy fuckin want it. So, you adjust yourself a bit and you take that first step.'

He stood still, with both feet on that bottom rung. Even still, he kept his head back and eyes focused upwards.

Ricky Rodriguez: 'But that first step ain't enough..nowhere near it. So, you keep pushin. You take step after step. You do whatever you needa do to climb that ladder. You get closer..and closer..and closer until..'

As he spoke, Ricky continued to climb up that ladder. Once he got to the top, he reached up and ripped down that Gateway Championship replica.

Ricky Rodriguez: 'You succeed. You make that climb to the top and you get exactly what you wanted. But gettin to the top ain't even half the battle. Once you get up there..that's when the real challenge begins..stayin there. See, that's the lesson I learned when I won the Gateway Championship.

I busted my ass and I pushed harder than I ever pushed before. I drug my ass up this ladder, knockin everyone outta my way..and I got to the top. But when I got there..I slacked off..I took my eye off the prize. And..I paid for it..'

Looking down at Bobby, Ricky gave the man a single nod of his head, as if signaling for something. Bobby looked a bit apprehensive at first but after Ricky nodded once more, Bobby nodded as well. He grabbed hold of that ladder and pushed it over without hesitation. Ricky came crashing down onto that canvas with a thud.

Rolling over onto his side, groaning out in pain. After a moment or two, he dug his forearms into the canvas and pushed himself up a bit. He began to crawl back towards that ladder, a look of determination growing across his face.

Ricky Rodriguez: 'But..I learned my lesson. I learned what I did wrong. And right then and there, I drug my broke ass back up and I started back up that ladder..no matter how hard it was.'

Reaching the ladder, Ricky grabbed onto it, using it for support as he drug himself back up to a stand. Stepping back onto that bottom step, Ricky started to climb once again.

Ricky Rodriguez: 'But I won't make the same mistake. Which is why I hafta do exactly what I did last time. I hafta tear through each..and..every person in front of me. I hafta step over each of them until I make my way back up this ladder. I hafta do..whatever it takes to get back to the top..to get back to my Gateway Championship. And that's exactly what I'm gonna do.'

Finally making it back to the top of that ladder, Ricky moved to sit on top of it. As he did, Bobby tossed that championship up for Ricky to catch. After doing so, he flung it over his shoulder, grinning from ear to ear.

Ricky Rodriguez: 'And this time..there is no eye off the prize..there is no droppin the ball. There is only..gold.'

Ricky sat perfectly still, basking in the warmth of that spotlight. And with that, the video ended, the scene cutting away.



The scene opens backstage to Your Hero and Mine, Mark Storm. 

He's dressed in his gear, relaxing himself with a bottle of water as he stares into the distance in deep reflection as the camera approaches him. 

Mark Storm: "Y'know, lately - I've been thinking about this whole damn thing, from where it all started to where I am now. I've been in this game for twelve years now, grinding through promotion to promotion, reinventing myself and wanting to be the best at what I do, no matter the place... I've been at the tippy top of promotions and down at the bottom of the barrel too, grinding my way all the way to the top, eventually - because that's just what I do. No matter how bleak things might get, I'll always find a way to the light at the end of the tunnel."

Storm turns to face the camera, allowing a smile to etch onto his face. 

Mark Storm: "I've had my fair share of trials and tribulations here, too, already and I haven't been here for the longest of times, but already I've seen opportunities stolen from me, I already have people wanting to interfere in my matches and try cost me one because they know that in reality, I'm the real danger."

He points at himself, nodding his head whilst doing so. 

Mark Storm: "I'm the guy who's globe trotted the world, collected titles from various promotions and cemented himself as a pinnacle figure in this industry. I'm the guy, who's leading the most coveted faction in this industry today, the Heroes for Hire. I'm the guy, who's stepping up to the plate, taking that mantle and letting the world know, that I'm the guy - to take Zion Wrestling forwards, to greener pastures.

I'm not just some guy on the card who comes and goes when he pleases, a footnote or a sidebar, no - I'm the whole fuckin' show, and the Heroes for Hire having validating that fact, week after week on Mayhem. We're not just putting on banger after banger, we're exposing the fakes and the posers, the phonies that call themselves wrestlers but haven't even got a shred of wrestling about them... we're professional wrestling personified, and we're cleaning out the locker room from all of that other bullshit!"

Storm clenches his fist, having to cool off and compose himself before continuing. 

Mark Storm: "I've had my eyes on the Zion Wrestling Gateway Championship for a few weeks now, that's already well documented. Others will see it as a stepping stone to the Zion Wrestling title, but to me; it's a platform to redefine myself, an opportunity to build myself back up to the top guy, I know I am.

I've been doing it all over the world and it's only a matter of time before it happens here. That Gateway Championship becomes the most important title in this company from the second I lay my hands on it, and that's just an honest truth, and when that does happen - it's an open challenge on each and every brand, because that's the sort of fighting champion you're gonna get!

I know it ain't gonna be easy... there's seven other guys and gals, all hungry, and have been starving for some time in the limelight, and here they'll have it - in London, England! They're gonna be wanting their fairy-tale endings for their stories but unfortunately, only one of us is coming out with that, and I'm afraid to inform you chumps, that's gonna be none of you. You're looking at the next Zion Wrestling Gateway Champion right here, Your Hero and Mine - Mark Storm!"

The scene gradually fades with Mark Storm posing to the camera. 

[Kai Morgan]

Vivian Blake: The following contest…is a Ladder Match…and it is for the Zion Wrestling GATEWAY! CHAMPIONSHIP!

Introducing first…from Miami, Florida…weighing in at 120 lbs…Alicia! Cassidy!

Next…from Grand Rapids, Michigan…weighing in at 217 lbs…Chris! Matthews!

Next…from Vancouver, British Columbia…weighing in at 233 lbs…JAY! REMY!

Next…representing The Queens of Chaos…from Trenton, New Jersey…weighing in at 114 lbs…Kaya! Parker!

Next…representing Heroes For Hire…from Brooklyn, New York…weighing in at 230 lbs…he is Your Hero, and Mine…Mark! Storm!

Next…from New York, New York…weighing in at 189 lbs…Ricky! Rodriguez!

Next…from Hayesville, North Carolina…weighing in at 240 lbs…Samuel! Lopez!

And their opponent…representing The Queens of Chaos…from Richmond, Virginia…weighing in at 131 lbs…Zara! Ivory!



As you can imagine, the whole ring dissolves into a scramble right out of the gate, with Zara Ivory and Ricky Rodriguez getting into it to start especially! Ivory proceeds to club Rodriguez over the head repeatedly, with Rodriguez hardly able to see through the mask given to him by her! Ivory backs him into the corner, with Ivory rushing over to hit a Running Splash! But Rodriguez quickly reverses, pulling up to mask to peak and see Ivory coming before nailing her with an Elbow Strike! Ivory staggers away, as we zero in on Mark Storm and Alicia Cassidy throwing down! Cassidy wails on the Heroes For Hire frontman, backing him into the ropes before attempting to send him over with a Lariat but storm reverses, sending her over with a Back Body Drop!

Kaya Parker and JAYREMY are mixing it up now with JAYREMY getting the bulk of the offense with clubbing blows! Parker proceeds to push him away, going for a Lariat that he rushes underneath! He hits a Handspring off the ropes, looking to nail a back Elbow! But Parker reverses, nailing him with a Backstabber! She proceeds to grab the first ladder of the contest from under the ring, re-entering the ring with it and dumping it on top of JAYREMY!! She remembers something said to her, before proceeding to wrap JAYREMY’s legs within the rungs of the ladder, getting him in a Figure 4!! JAYREMY is in trouble now, the pressure in his legs being too much to bear! Ricky Rodriguez has enough of seeing this, rushing over and nailing Parker with a Basement Dropkick! Zara Ivory re-enters the fray, nailing Rodriguez with a Knee Strike before turning his mask around on him and throwing him out of the ring! Alicia Cassidy decides to cut off Ivory now, bouncing from the top rope and nailing her with a Springboard Dropkick! Mark Storm reintroduces himself now, nailing Cassidy with a Lariat that turns her inside out! Chris Matthews now cuts in, hitting Storm with a DIVING KNEE!! He turns around, looking right into the eyes of Samuel Lopez, who hasn’t moved this entire time!

Matthews rushes right towards Lopez, who clocks him with a Lariat! He then gestures toward his own wrist, dragging Matthews to a fallen ladder before placing his arm within the fold! Lopez raises his leg before giving a mighty stomp to the ladder, crushing Matthews’ arm between! Zara Ivory now re-enters the fray, looking up his cousin’s boyfriend as he sets the ladder up! He gives her thumbs up, before inviting Ivory to make the climb to the top! Ivory climbs, but not to the title! She stops halfway up the ladder before hitting Matthews with OBLITERATION!! Matthews rolls out of the ring, with Lopez grabbing him up and throwing him into the barricade! Matthews attempts to tuck tail over the barrier, but Lopez takes off after him, with the two disappearing into the crowd! Meanwhile, Zara Ivory proceeds to make her way up the ladder in earnest, only coming just short of the title before being stopped by a Springboard Dropkick from Ricky Rodriguez! He pops back to his feet, ripping the mask that he’s been wearing off and throwing it at Ivory before making the climb up the ladder! However, the coast is not clear, with JAYREMY springboarding off the top rope and landing on the other side of the ladder!

The two proceed to brawl on top, with Kaya Parker eventually re-entering to dash their hopes! She tilts the ladder, sending them over the top rope and crashing into Alicia Cassidy and Zara Ivory! The four collapse as Parker looks to make her way up the ladder! She gets her fingertips on the belt, before Mark Storm rushes up the other side of the ladder to ruin her chances! He battens her down with strikes, seemingly about to grab the title for himself, but just then a woman in street clothes rushes into the ring with a steel chair in hand, laying right across Storm's back!

Winter Mae: What the–?! Who is THAT?!

Trick Morrison: I have no ide–wait!

The woman turns towards the hard camera, revealing herself to be…

Winter Mae: That’s LILITH PARKER!!

Trick Morrison: Kaya Parker’s sister! Fellow member of the Queens of Chaos! She’s come to help her sister get the Gateway Championship!

Lilith lays into Storm’s back once again with the chair, before dumping him over the top rope with a Crucifix Powerbomb! Lilith steps up behind Kaya, proceeding to boost her up the ladder as no one’s around to stop her! Eventually, this changes, with Reina Mendoza running from the back to help Zara Ivory to her feet! She throws her back in the ring, looking to help her Violence Corporation comrade get the win herself! She climbs the other side of the ladder just as Kaya starts to reach for the belt, wrapping a hand around Lilith’s throat and threatening to send them both down with a Chokeslam! Before she can add however, Zara Ivory intervenes, smacking Mendoza across the back with the steel chair!

Winter Mae: What the hell is Zara doing?!

Trick Morrison: Looks like she’s turning her back on the Violence Corporation!

Winter Mae: But why?!

Trick Morrison: Look at who Mendoza is threatening?! Kaya and Lilith Parker are a part of the Queens of Chaos, as is Zara! She may be with the Violence, but she’s a Queen first!

Ivory cocks the chair back, laying into Mendoza with it again before pulling her down from the ladder! Kaya and Lilith both smile down at her as Ivory smiles back up! They climb down inviting Ivory to make the climb toward the title herself! Ricky Rodriguez steps in, trying to intervene only to catch a Double Superkick for his trouble! This becomes the pattern now, as everyone steps in to stop the inevitable, only to be taken down by the Deathriders!

Alicia Cassidy steps in. Double Superkick by the Parkers. One more step for Ivory.

JAYREMY rushes in. Double Superkick by the Parkers. One more step for Ivory.

Mark Storm comes to the rescue. Double Superkick by the Parkers. One more step for Ivory.

Eventually, Ivory makes it to the top! And with no one left to stop her, she yanks down the Gateway Championship!



Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…and NEW Zion Wrestling GATEWAY! CHAMPION!...ZARA! IVORY!!

Winter Mae: Zara Ivory’s done it! And for the second time this weekend, a ladder match has been stolen from the rest of the competitors by someone not in the match!

Trick Morrison: Regardless of morality, Ivory has done it! And now that 90 clock begins for her to start picking out her championship target!

Ivory celebrates with the title at the top of the ladder, with the Parker sisters joining her as we fade.

WINNER: ZARA IVORY
RESULT: LADDER MATCH

[Kai Morgan]

The "Oh Oh OH!" hits from the speakers of Comin' Thru The Stereo," as we see Serena Riot emerge. She stands atop the entrance as smoke begins to fill out at the bottom. She puts one arm in the air, and the other behind her head, sticking her tongue out, and giving a wink. Now with both arms extended out by her side, she gets in a crawling position, crawling to the ring.

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

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first...from Cleveland, Ohio...weighing in at 150 lbs..."The Fallen Prophet"...Serena! Riot!

Right as she clears the ramp, she high fives a few fans before rolling in the ring, and doing her pose once more on a turnbuckle.

Alex Lawson: And her opponent...from Tampa, Florida...weighing in at 130 lbs...she is the General Manager of Mayhem and Fusion...Katrina! Lopez!

“Slave to the Grind” continues to play and Serena starts to get restless. She gestures to the official as they both stare at the entryway. Serena hears the crowd react and turns as Katrina tries to hit her with a chair! The music turns off as Katrina charges with a chair again. She swings it and Serena scrambles away. She sneaks in a kick to the gut and Katrina drops the chair.



Serena grabs Katrina by the hair and runs her into the corner and slams her head into the turnbuckle. She releases for a moment and then turns back and grabs her hair. She now slams her head into the turnbuckle over and over. Serena picks up speed and the crowd eats it up. The match is off to a quick start as Serena takes one more slam of Katrina’s face into the turnbuckle and then lets her stumble to the ground.

Riot turns and looks over at the chair on the ground and smiles. She practically saunters over to it and picks it up as she looks at Katrina start to stir on the ground. Katrina stands and Serena drives forward with the chair. SUPERKICK! Katrina superkicks the chair into Serena’s face! Riot stumbles to the mat! Katrina goes for a pin!

ONE…!

Serena shoves her off and away! Serena rolls over to the ropes and shakes her head like she’s clearing out cobwebs. Katrina runs the ropes and lowers her shoulder. Serena pulls the ropes down and Katrina spills through the ropes and to the outside! Katrina hits the floor hard on the outside.

Katrina crawls along the outside and Serena slips to the apron. Her eyes light up and she bites her lip as she takes a few steps back and then charges forward. WICKED WAYS! A CURB STOMP FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR! THE CROWD LOSING THEIR MINDS HERE AND THE MATCH JUST STARTED!

HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!

Katrina is laid out as Serena looks out at the crowd. She looks underneath the ring and then turns to the crowd with a smile as she grabs a table. The crowd roars in approval as Riot pulls the table out from beneath the ring and then slides it into the ring. She looks under there again and pulls a kendo stick out. Serena looks at the kendo stick and then down at Katrina.

Riot moves around behind Katrina and then slams it into her back. Lopez grunts in pain and now tries to crawl away. Serena follows her as she crawls, slamming the kendo stick into her back. Katrina falls to a prone position each time before she gets back up and crawls. Katrina reaches the ring steps and Serena hits her across the back so hard that the stick splinters into pieces! The crowd ohs and ahs. Serena tosses the stick away and looks down at Katrina with ill intent.

Serena bends down and pulls Katrina’s head up only to slam it back into the steel steps. Now she pushes her face into it and smothers it against the steps. Serena takes her foot and kicks Katrina off of the steps. Riot now smiles wickedly. She pulls the ring steps away from the ring and pulls Katrina to her feet. Serena sets her up for the cradle piledriver. She walks up the steps, one at a time. Riot on top of the steps with Katrina.

Riot looks out at the crowd for a moment before she slams her down on top of the steps. PSYCHOSIS! LOPEZ FLOPS TO THE FLOOR! SHE’S BLEEDING! THE GM OF ZION IN A BLOODY MESS! SERENA SMILING EAR TO EAR AT THE DESTRUCTION!

The official looks over Katrina and waves to the ramp. Paramedics come running down the ramp with a stretcher. Serena looks on as they reach Katrina and start to tend to her. The crowd goes between boos and an uneasy reaction. The trio of paramedics pick Katrina up and place her on the stretcher. Serena slides into the ring and paces in frustration. The paramedics start to push her around the corner now and toward the ramp.

ONE OF THE PARAMEDICS ATTACKS SERENA IN THE RING! HE SMASHED HER WITH A CLIPBOARD FROM BEHIND! SERENA COVERS UP! ALL THREE PARAMEDICS IN THE RING ATTACKING SERENA! WHAT’S HAPPENING HERE!?

Katrina sits up on the outside and smiles. She has a crimson smile on her face with all the blood. The fans boo her and someone throws a cup at her. She swats it out of the air and points directly at the fan and security officials quickly converge on him and take him to the floor. Lopez laughs maniacally as she looks into a nearby camera.

Katrina Lopez: Always have an insurance plan. Always!

Katrina struggles a bit as she walks to the ring and moves to the inside. She instructs the fake paramedics to hold Serena up and they bring her up to her feet. Serena struggles to stand as Katrina gets into her face. Lopez smiles as she says something. Serena spits in Katrina’s face! She’s defiant! Lopez steps back and the men hold Serena as Katrina launches into a BLACK MASS KICK! SHE CALLS THAT LAST LIGHT!

Lopez not done as she points directly at the table. Her lackeys quickly put it up in the ring and Katrina looks down at Serena. Lopez reaches into her tights and pulls out brass knuckles! She pulls Serena up and then plants a hard punch to the side of her head! Katrina shakes her hand in pain as she tosses them aside and pulls Riot back to her feet! Katrina turns and suplexes Serena into the table.

Katrina goes to her knees and smiles as she dusts her hands off. She scoots over and lays on top of Serena for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THRE-

KICK OUT! SERENA KICKS OUT! KATRINA LOOKS IN DISBELIEF! Katrina turns over and mounts Serena and starts delivering punches! The crowd roars as Razzles Mars runs down the ramp. She’s met by the fake paramedics and she takes them out one by one with her signature bat! Katrina stops her assault on Serena and stands up.

Razzles slides into the ring. Katrina with a clothesline! Razzles ducks it! She hits Katrina across the side of the head with the bat! The paramedics on the outside stir and Razzles slides out of the ring with her bat ready. They run toward the back and she gives chase!

Katrina stumbles up to her feet. She touches a hand to the side of her head and sees more blood. Katrina leans against the ropes as she watches Razzles disappear backstage. Katrina struggles as she turns around to focus on Serena. SUPERKICK! Katrina bounces onto the ropes and Serena catches her with a powerslam!

Serena looks down over Katrina and then over at the chair. She walks over and pulls the chair underneath Katrina’s head. Serena goes into the corner and waits for Katrina to stand. Katrina stays laying there. Serena loses her patience and goes anyways! WICKED WAYS! CURB STOMP INTO THE CHAIR!

Riot leans down and rolls Katrina over on to her back! She goes for the pin now!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match...Serena! Riot!

Eddie Red Apples: I won't say anything else except...it's about damn time!

Amber Westgate: You realize she's gonna get even worse after this, right?

Eddie Red Apples: Let me enjoy the moment, Amber.

Riot stands over a fallen Lopez, the crowd sharing in her excitement as we fade.

WINNER: SERENA RIOT
RESULT: PINFALL

[Kai Morgan]

Alex Lawson: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for one fall…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Alex Lawson: And it is for Angel Kash’s Trillion Dollar Championship!!!

"Chelsea" by STEFY hits and the fans cheer as Chelsea LeClair walks through the curtains, poised, confident and determined to make things happen in this match as she begins to walk down the aisle. She soaks in some cheers a bit as she gets to ringside and at this point, she's all business as she slides into the ring. Soaking things in a bit more, she climbs up the corner to the second rope with a smile, a fist raised in the air and a quick point to the crowd before she hops back down to the corner, leans against it and waits for the match to begin.

Alex Lawson: Introducing first, from Ocean City, New Jersey, weighing in at 128lbs! She is the challenger…CHELSEA LECLAIR!!!

The fans begin to boo loudly as "Superficial" by Heidi Montag hits over the public address system

It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it ain’t so hard
It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

As the lights dim and flash gold all over the arena, a lone spotlight forms at the entrance ramp. After a few moments, Steele Matthews walks out from behind the curtain with his Cheshire cat grin plastered across his face. As he applauds, within a few seconds in an arrogant and exaggerated fashion, Angel Kash herself, walks out as the fans boo loudly.

Hoppin' out the maserati
All I see is paparazzi
Snapping pictures for the
Front cover of a magazine
So I pose in everything I wear
Love to make the people stare
Always center of attention
Lookin' so bootylicious

Angel blows an arrogant kiss to the fans before doing a series of arrogant poses at the top of the ramp. She then says something to Steele as he first goes ahead, before the arrogant rich blonde bombshell does an arrogant supermodel like strut down to the ring, taunting the fans as she walks by them, before rudely sticking out her hand, and flipping her hair arrogantly as she brushes past the fans, not letting them even come close to touching her. She makes her way up the ring steps with Steele, holding her hand from the outside. Steele then hops up onto the apron Angel and holds the ropes open for her; she enters and poses in the center of the ring as the fans boo loudly. After that, she lays on the top turnbuckle nonchalantly taunting the fans as Steele hands her a mirror and she admires her beauty.

Alex Lawson: Her opponent, from The Hamptons, weighing in at 128lbs. She is the Trillion Dollar Champion…The Trillion Dollar Princess, ANGEL KASH!!!!!



As soon as the bell rings, Chelsea LeClair comes out of the corner, looking for a lockup. Angel Kash comes out of her corner, waving a finger at her that they’re not gonna start until she’s ready. Just as it looks like they’re about to connect, Angel backs off, insisting she isn’t ready yet. The crowd boos and she turns her nose up at them. Worthless cretins, the lot of them! The referee insists that the two start wrestling, as does Chelsea. Angel gets into a stance again and the two move to lockup but Angel throws her hands up again and backs off. She’s not ready, still. Chelsea’s not having it, however, and starts storming towards her but Angel backpedals to the ropes and leans through the top and middle, forcing the referee to initiate a rope break. Chelsea has a few words with the ref, insisting that Angel be forced to actually fight her. The referee urges Chelsea back to her corner and when she finally turns her back, that’s when Angel runs in, ever the opportunist. She clubs Chelsea over the back with a forearm and just keeps throwing arms on her. Chelsea covers her head with her arms as Angel shoves her through the turnbuckles and into the ringpost. She steps in and starts throwing desperation knees to the ribs but as they’re in the corner, the ref has to call for a break. Chelsea steps out of the corner, a little pissed off now and rushes Angel. She levels the Trillion Dollar Princess with a running STO but before she can continue, Angel rolls out of the ring, holding the back of her head, telling the referee to do his job and keep Chelsea in line of the rules. The ref just tells her to get back in the ring but before Angel can answer, Chelsea slides out and the chase is on! Angel lets out a yelp and high tails it in a lap around the ring. Chelsea’s booking it about three steps behind her and she’s gaining fast. The crowd gets a chant going.

Crowd: FUCK HER UP, CHELSEA, FUCK HER UP!
CLAP-CLAP
Crowd: FUCK HER UP, CHELSEA, FUCK HER UP!
CLAP-CLAP
Crowd: FUCK HER UP, CHELSEA, FUCK HER UP!
CLAP-CLAP
Crowd: FUCK HER UP, CHELSEA, FUCK HER UP!
CLAP-CLAP

These two literally run two - no - three laps around the ring as the ref counts. Finally, Angel slides into the ring and springs to her feet. As Chelsea comes to slide in behind her, Angel grabs her by the hair and slams her face into the mat! She does this repeatedly as the ref yells for her to watch the hair. The count reaches 4 and Angel finally lets up, only to pull Chelsea up to her feet and spike her into the mat with a Snap DDT for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Chelsea kicks out and Angel is furious! FURIOUS! She straddles Chelsea and starts slamming her head into the mat, using her hair as a grip once more. Again, the ref furiously counts and Angel lets up at 4. She stands up and rubs the heel of her boot against one of Chelsea’s eye, slinging verbal degradation at her the entire time. The crowd boos the Trillion Dollar Champion and she just smiles condescendingly, putting a hand to her ear before waving them off. As Chelsea starts to get back to her feet, Angel grabs her by the hair AGAIN and delivers a backbreaker across her knee! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Again, Chelsea kicks out! Angel sits back on her knees, starting to throw a fit as Chelsea rolls over, her back to her opponent but her face in the direction of the camera. Angel doesn’t see it, but the viewers do. A look of seething annoyance, quickly boiling into anger as she perseveres and sits up. Angel grabs her again and pulls her up to her feet. Chelsea knocks her hands off of her and pops up off of her feet, catching Angel around the head for a Jumping Cutter!! The boos turn to a pop as Angel is snapped down to the mat and Chelsea sits up on her knees, clenching her fists to take in the support the fans have for her. She leans down for a cover but Angel rolls out of the ring again, holding the back of her neck. Chelsea’s not about to be baited into another cat and mouse game so she gets to her feet as Angel is shouting at the front row to shut up and as she turns back towards the ring, here comes Chelsea with a Suicida Plancha, driving Angel into the barricade and sending them both to the floor! Chelsea promptly gets to her feet, grabs Angel and throws her back into the ring. She enters behind her and waits for her to make it back to a vertical position. Chelsea then runs by her and springboards off the ropes into a Tornado DDT drilling Angel headfirst into the mat!!

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout by Angel! Chelsea sits back on her knees and gains control of her frustration. She backs up away from Angel now, waiting for her to make it back up. Angel’s on her feet, still bent over as Chelsea runs in and kicks her right in the chest! Angel snaps up to a vertical stance again and Chelsea catches her by the head, driving her down into a Reverse Neckbreaker. Chelsea floats over and catches Angel by the leg and flips her over into a Boston Crab. Angel screams in pain as she reaches for the ropes. She can’t quite reach them by herself so she reaches out and grabs the referee by the shirt. As the official pulls back, warning her to let go, Angel continues to drag herself on one hand, getting just enough of extra oomph to drag Chelsea behind her so she can grab onto the bottom rope, forcing a break. The ref warns Angel not to touch him again before moving around to tell Chelsea she has to let go. Just as Chelsea does, Angel rolls over onto her back and shoves a boot against Chelsea’s butt, knocking her into the referee. The official slams into the turnbuckle and goes down; the crowd booing Angel profusely again. Angel rolls out of the ring and Chelsea comes after her, reaching over the ropes to grab her by her hair but as she pulls her up onto the apron, Angel grabs Chelsea by the head and drops down, hitting a hangman on her. Chelsea falls back, clutching her throat as Angel digs under the ring, pulling out a chair. She slides back into the ring while Chelsea’s still gasping for breath. Chelsea hears the crowd warning her to watch out but as she turns around, all she sees is the steel chair coming right at her as Angel cracks her over the skull with it! Chelsea goes down like a sack of bricks and Angel throws the chair out under the bottom rope, dropping down for a cover!

But there’s no referee to count! Angel yells to the referee to get up and count her cover for her. She even slaps the mat: ONE! TWO! THREE! But the referee’s still dazed from taking that nasty bump. From the back, another referee comes running down to the ring and Angel urges him to hurry up! He slides into the ring, right into position!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE–NO!!!

Chelsea’s shoulder shoots up off of the mat and Angel jumps back, falling onto her butt with a deer in headlights look. Chelsea rolls onto her stomach, clutching her head still and Angel seizes the opportunity, scrambling over to lock in the Priceless Clutch (Camel Clutch). The referee checks with Chelsea to see if she wants to tap but she absolutely refuses to. Frustrated, Angel starts digging at the eyes and the referee forces the break for another illegal maneuver. As Chelsea gets up to her feet, Angel steps back, readying herself. Chelsea turns around and Angel comes running in for the Kash Flow (Codebreaker) but Chelsea gets her arms under Angel’s legs and pops her up onto her shoulders for a sitout powerbomb that takes the wind out of them both! Chelsea makes it to her feet and grabs Angel by hers, twisting her legs up into a Figure 4 Leglock. Angel refuses to tap out as the referee checks with her. She starts trying to pull herself back towards the ropes again in a sort of legless crab walk but as soon as they start moving, Chelsea plants her hands and transitions the Figure 4 into the TTFO (Figure 8 Leglock)!!! This adds more pressure to Angel’s legs than before and she can no longer take it as she starts tapping away at the mat.



Alex Lawson: Here is your winner and NEW Trillion Dollar Champion…CHELSEA LECLAIR!!!!

Eddie Red Apples: Well, she stayed true to herself and she made it past all of Angel Kash’s dirty tricks and she’s the new Trillion Dollar Champion now! Way to go Chelsea!

Amber Westgate: Sometimes shortcuts just don’t work, Eddie! Good for Chelsea LeClair!

Chelsea’s music plays as she is presented with the Trillion Dollar Title belt but she barely has a moment to celebrate with it before Angel Kash rushes in and rips it away from Chelsea and the referee! She makes a quick exit of the ring and runs up the ramp, clutching the title to her chest like a prized possession.

Amber Westgate: Hey! That’s not yours! What the hell was that Eddie?!

Eddie Red Apples: I don’t know what you’d call it, but I’d call it being a sore loser!

Amber Westgate: I mean….!!!

Eddie Red Apples: Well, let it stand on record that Chelsea LeClair, title or no title, won this match tonight and is the Trillion Dollar Champion!

WINNER: CHELSEA LECLAIR
RESULT: SUBMISSION
NEW CHAMPION CROWNED

[Kai Morgan]

A throne sits shattered in the middle of the darkened room. The cameraman approaches looking at the rubble, sitting upon it the YouTube Championship. A pair of bright red eyes watches from the darkness, as she circled around him. The cameraman looked scared, as the sound of an axe being dragged along the floor is heard. A loud cackle as a green flame shoot across the floor. Legion looks back seeing it, as she then steps away from the flame. She picks up her axe, the sparks no longer giving away her location.

“the Queenslayer” Legion:[For over 154 days, we have held that championship sitting in front of you, defending it against every challenger that has stepped to the plate against us. Even some as twice or three times. Tonight though, we needed something more, because there is a so-called Queen making the approach into our domain, to challenge us. Sometimes those who dare challenge us, like to refer to themselves as Queens. The others want to fight, but they know that it is our domain that we step up.

Legion then steps out of the shadows as a blue flame shoots past her. It does not touch her jacket, the blood dripping from her mouth as she cackled looking at the cameraman tilting her head to the side. She then places the axe into the throne.

“the Queenslayer” Legion: Sweet Alexis, maybe you have bitten off more than you can chew. See the Queen, she retreated to her room, because the monster that they need, neigh wanted to fight this battle commands her own presence. When we emerge from our home, the others run. See Alexis, it’s never been about you and us, it’s been you the Queen versus…

A Chess board has been set up with a piece with Alexis’ face on it. Legion slams her axe through the table, looking over at him. A silver flame comes across the floor as the final piece falls to the floor. Legion cackles.

“the Queenslayer” Legion: Queenslayer. Don’t worry Alexis, after this you’ll be right back where you belong, in the arms of your darling Risa, as you two are spending the time in the same hospital room. Just remind us where to send the flowers, because after all.

The flames join in the middle of the room, and form one super flame, which Legion then puts into her hand holding it up to the cameraman.

“the Queenslayer” Legion: It’s Storytime!

Legion then blows out the flame and the scene fades out.

The scene opens in the locker room belonging to Alexis Lemon. The contents of her gear bag are strewn all around the bag itself at the feet of Lemon herself. She’s currently lacing up her boots in preparation for her Youtube championship match against Legion. In the background, music can be heard.

(A stranger rode into town
He rambled something ‘bout a crown)

While she continues to lace up, she begins to speak.

Alexis Lemon: When I came to Fusion, I was in a shitty spot, I’m sure at least a couple of you remember. But I came to Friday nights with a purpose, a new lease on life. I didn’t want to fall into the same struggles I was in on Mayhem. Lucky enough, I didn’t. I started picking up some wins again, tried my hand at deathmatch wrestling, and what do you know? An opportunity came to me…

(He said “please pour me a drink
I need a second to think
It’s just this thing that I feel
There ain’t no chance that it’s real
Can’t be real, no)

Alexis Lemon: I guess Ms. Legion doesn’t really care for me. Which is fine, I don’t really care for her either. Especially after that shit she pulled on me in my match against Yukiko. She wanted someone to step to her, well I’ll give her that, she knows how to push someone into a fight.

(“I saw a tower of gold
A new dimension unfold
And now I fear for my soul”
Well son, it's already sold)

Lexi finishes up on her boots and begins wrapping her wrists in tape. When she straightens up, a smile can be seen on the teen’s face.

Alexis Lemon: I should be thanking you, Legion. After all, you did help me realize something. I realized that I’m not going to get anywhere if I don’t go out and take it. Waiting around backstage, just praying to Cthulhu for my name to appear on a tournament bracket or in a battle royal list or something. If I want to fight a specific someone, I need to go out there and pick that fight.

She tosses the roll of tape back into her bag and grabs her arm sleeves, beginning to pull them on.

Alexis Lemon: A week ago, Legion, when I came out to see you after your match, that was me taking my opportunity. I didn’t do what you did to me, cost you the match. Nah, that would’ve been too easy. I want you to retain that strap so I could be the one to take it off of you. Or at least watch you stumble all on your own. But hey, you got the dub. So I guess we’re back to that first option. Yay for me.

(There’s danger in having fun
We’ll take it
Let it be done)

Alexis Lemon: Don’t get me wrong, Legion, I know you’re tough. I know you’re one of the most dominant champions this company has ever seen. I don’t want to discredit you by any means. But the thing is, I know how good I can be too. Put me up in a big spot like this and I know I can handle myself. And I know I can handle you. I’m not going to run and hide from you, I’m going to come at you headfirst and I’m not going to stop until one of us drops. I know you’re going to do more of the same. So why don’t we obliterate each other and see who’s left standing in the rubble?

(Just do what you want to do
This town has room for you too
Lay down, embracing the Earth
This is your final rebirth, final rebirth)

Lexi pulls up her knee pads before getting to her feet and putting her hands on her hips to glare into the camera with her confident smirk

Alexis Lemon: We’re mere moments away from a fight, Legion. And I promise you, it will be a fight. You’re so confident you’re going to drop me like everyone else, and I can see why you would think that. Hell, if I were as powerful as a champion as you, I’d be the same way. But I’m not like everyone else. We’re all different. And I know for a fact that you’ve never faced someone exactly like me.

Lemon grabs up her leather entrance jacket and slips it on.

Alexis Lemon: You’ve stood on the mountaintop for months now. But there’s always going to be tremors or colossal waves to come and knock you off your perch. Now, I could take this time to call myself some disaster of biblical proportions but I mean, come on. I’m just a girl. We’re all just humans. And the thing about humans… we all lose sometime. I’ve taken my losses a lot recently. And now it’s time for you to take the shot too.

(The sky falls right in my face
The mountains rise up like waves
This sweet unnatural landscape
This is my final escape)

Alexis Lemon: You’ve ruled over this division for a longass time. And your reign has been a great one, but it's time for a new bloodline to take the throne. It’s time for you to wake up and see the Screaming Darkness. You need to see that you’ve made your last mistake as champion by squaring up to me. I'm going to end your reign and set Zion free of you.

Lexi grabs her hat, placing it on her head backwards before getting up close to the camera.

Alexis Lemon: Remember, Legion. You’re the one who invited a devil into your house. And I’m going to make you wish you never did.

The scene fades out on Lexi’s determined smirk. The screen stays black for a few more moments as a few more lyrics play

(Sing long live the king
Sing long live the king
Avatar Country
Setting you free…)

[Kai Morgan]

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

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: And it is for the Zion Wrestling YOUTUBE! CHAMPIONSHIP!



"Woo!"

The jazzy metal instrumentals of NateWantsToBattle's Phantom kick in as the tron lights up with the yellows and blues of Alexis Lemon's entrance video signals the crowd to get to their feet for the lovable lemon.

(I'm just a Phantom in your room
With no intent on leaving soon
And you're still not even sure just how I got here
Another ghost that's in your bed
That you wish you could leave for dead
Ain't no magic word can make me disappear)

Finally Lexi hops out of the back, running up to the front of the stage, staring out into the crowd with a confidant smile on her face. She looks at all the fans cheering for her for a few moments before beginning her stride to the ring.

On her way down the ramp, Lexi makes an effort to interact with as many fans at ringside as possible, whether it be high fives or taking pictures, going all around the ring before climbing onto the apron.

(I'm not what you want
But I'm exactly what you need
Take a bite and feed
Your satisfaction guaranteed
I'm your sunshine, whoa
I'm gonna burn down your parade
I'm a shooting star
That wish you wish you never made)

Once on the apron, Lexi wipes her feet before climbing through the ropes, stomping to the middle of the ring and throwing up the devil's horns and smirking while looking down the camera in front of her.

After standing like this for a couple seconds, Lemon takes to her corner, tossing her hat down to ringside, shedding her jacket and doing the same with it. She then turns her attention to the ring as she prepares for her match.

The Lights shut off in the arena. A video begins to flicker, as it shows two women walking down a long dusty road. Winter had begun to set in, as the snow blew, a shiver came over the one woman. The other flips her hood down, as a male comes out to a single spotlight shining on the stage. He looks out to the crowd, and smiles softly as he looked around. He begins singing, as a few more spotlights come on and a choir joins him.

Despair, you come to me, with your poison and your misery
Oh oh death you come to sting with your poison and your misery

The choir joins in with him at this point at the shattered throne begins to rise from above the ground. The YouTube Championship still sitting in its place upon the throne, as the spotlight changes to red. The other woman on the video lifts her veil and reveals the red eyes underneath.

Death death death death death
Death surrounds me, singing to me softly
Let the shadow spreads his wings around me
In the night, close your eyes, or it means to come in

The arena goes black after the choir finishes. The crowd begins to get fired up, as a guitar player comes from the back. Another vocalist joins him, they begin to play a solemn melody, as the spotlight returns to the shattered throne this time in blue.

Þat mælti mín móðir
At mér skyldi kaupa
Fley ok fagrar árar
Fara á brott með víkingum
Standa upp í stafni
Stýra dýrum knerri
Halda svá til hafnar
Hǫggva mann ok annan
Hǫggva mann ok annan

A woman emerges from the back, as she walks around giving a nod to the vocalist as she smiled softly. She sits down upon the shattered throne, first removing the YouTube Championship, letting it rest upon her midsection. She then cuts off the vocalist, motioning for him and the guitar player to move closer to her. Ms. J appears on the other side, as a loud scream is heard through the arena. The Spotlight goes out, then the opening guitar rift begins playing, as Legion lifts her hand, dropping them back to her side, and red pyros go off. Legion then motions as Ms. J comes around handing her two gold coins, which Legion carrying the title, goes around as the Vocalist speaks.


Ladies and gentlemen, you have been the most beautiful audience
Remember to toss a coin if you can
If anyone needs me, I'll be at the bar

Legion hands each of them one coin each, then turns facing the crowd lifting the title above her head. Legion along with Ms. J walks down the ramp as the guitarist picks up, she blows off the fans at the ringside area. She walks around the ring looking out at the fans, as she then turns pointing back lifting the title once more.

At the end of my days when I'm through
No word that I've written will ring quite as true as "burn!"
Burn, butcher, burn
Burn, butcher, burn
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Watch me burn all the memories of you

Legion climbs into the ring with Ms. J assisting with holding the ropes open. She then goes to the middle of the ring holding up the YouTube Championship, looking out at the fans, Ms. J stands back first to her for the moment, She then turns around, as Legion places the YouTube Championship on her shoulder, pointing to ringside. Ms. J climbs out of the ring, as Danae and Kassandra join them at ringside. Legion removes her jacket throwing it over the top rope to Ms. J. She backs into the corner holding her title.

Alex Lawson: Introducing first, the challenger…representing The Queens of Chaos…from Chicago, Illinois…weighing in at 125 lbs…”Screaming Darkness”...Alexis! Lemon!

And her opponent…representing The Hive…from Aokigahara, Japan…weighing in at 138 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling YOUTUBE! CHAMPION!...”The Queen”...LEGION!



Lemon comes out swinging for the fences in the early goings here, rushing into Legion’s corner off the bell and nailing her with a Yakuza Kick! She pulls her out of the corner, rushing over and nailing her with a Scorpion Kick! She hits the ropes, looking to take Legion down with a Running Hurricanrana! But Legion catches her, lifting her into a Powerbomb position before throwing her into the corner with a Bucklebomb! She follows up, nailing Lemon with a stiff Hook to the midsection in the corner! She pulls Lemon to the center of the ring, twisting the arm before sending her face first to the canvas with an Arm Wrench Mat Slam! She goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Lemon! Legion gets the young star to her feet, lifting her up in hopes for another Powerbomb! Lemon slips over the champion’s head, landing on the mat for a Sunset Flip! Legion maintains her balance however, eventually managing to pull Lemon up by the head and yank her to her feet in position for a Uranage! This backfires on her however, with Lemon reversing the slam into a Complete Shot instead! She sees an opportunity to get some fire back, jumping to the second rope and nailing a Springboard Moonsault! Lemon with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Legion! Lemon pulls her to her feet now, getting the champion position before taking her to the corner, seemingly looking for a Tornado DDT! But Legion reverses, instead pushing Lemon over the top rope! Legion looks to fly now, with Lemon slowly getting back to her feet! Legion hits the ropes, rushing over for what seems to be a Suicide Dive! But Legion throws the challenger a curveball, instead sliding under the bottom rope and outside the ring, nailing Lemon with a Discus Clothesline! She throws her back into the ring, waiting in the corner for Lemon to get up before nailing her with a second Discus Clothesline! Pin by Legion!

ONE…!

TWO…

Kick out by Lemon! Legion decides to take it up a notch, pulling Lemon from the mat and taking her to the corner, before boosting her up to the top rope! She steps up with her, nailing with shots to the top of the head before getting her in position for a Superplex! She looks for the lift, but Lemon remains stubborn, with the challenger hooking her legs on the top turnbuckle to avoid being dragged down! She begins to fight back now, sending shots into the midsection of the champion, before slipping down to the mat between her legs! Lemon has Legion in a Powerbomb position now, carrying her to the center of the ring before nailing her with a Powerbomb Lungblower! Lemon with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Legion! Lemon looks to finish this one off early, getting Legion to her feet and in position for Deadlights! She lifts for the Northern Lights Suplex, but Legion refuses to budge, relentlessly sending Knees into Lemon’s head and midsection before getting her in position for a Suplex! Legion decides to elevate the danger however, backing into the ropes with exponential speed with Lemon on shoulders in an attempt to dump her over! Lemon is able to get a solid hold of the top rope however, avoiding a grizzly fate and pulling herself back up to the apron! Legion fails to realize this, turning around to find Lemon as ready as over! She tries to go for another attack, but Lemon jumps up, catching her with an Enziguri! She attempts to follow up, jumping to the top rope for a Springboard move, but Legion gets downright disrespectful, rushing up and shoving Lemon from the top rope! Lemon takes a tumble from the top rope to the apron and finally to the floor, all with sickening thuds to match!

The referee begins their count, with Legion attempting to get past them in order to get to Lemon! The official proceeds to begin shoving back Legion providing the distraction needed for Ms. J to leather Lemon outside the ring with a Lariat! She wrecks the announce table before getting Lemon to her feet, positioning her for a Chokeslam right through it! However, before she can go through with it, Ms. J catches a brutal Flying Knee from out of the nowhere! The culprit is soon revealed to be Zara Ivory, coming through to help her Queens of Chaos comrade! The House of Wolves begin to file out of the backstage area to help deal with the new Gateway Champion! But Ivory didn’t come alone, with Kaya and Lilith Parker coming out from the crowd behind her to even the odds! The three back Legion’s Wolves up the ramp Lemon watches in delight, now knowing that she has a fair fight on her hands! That feeling of hope immediately dashes however, for as soon as Lemon slides back into the ring under the bottom rope, Legion rushes in and nails her with SHATTERED REALMS!! CURB STOMP CONNECTS WITH THE CHALLENGER!! Legion with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Lemon! Legion looks completely shocked, unable to understand how Lemon could’ve possibly kicked out of that one! She gets to the corner, calling out for Lemon now as she slowly stumbles to her feet! She steps up to Lemon, potentially looking for the Starlight Booster! But Lemon counters, catching her out of nowhere with a Superkick of her own! The two collapse to the mat now, with the fans cheering on the athleticism shown in this match! The two begin to crawl towards opposite sides of the ring, with the anticipation continuing to build as they push themselves up to their feet! They collide in the center of the ring, leathering each other with strikes! Neither one even puts out an attempt to defend themselves, with each of them being too focused on laying into each other here! Eventually Lemon pushes Legion away with a boot, before looking to catch her with a Roundhouse Kick! Legion ducks underneath it however, nailing her with the STARLIGHT BOOSTER!! SAVATE KICK CONNECTS!! Legion slumps on top of Lemon for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! Lemon reverses, grapevining the champion’s arms and bringing her shoulders to the mat with a Crucifix Pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Legion, after the closest nearfall ever seen! She rolls to her feet as Lemon tries to regain some headway! Legion’s able to catch the challenger off guard however, nailing her with a Knee Strike to the midsection as she tries to get up! She lays into her with another one, and another, and ANOTHER!! She gets Lemon to her feet, looking for the Queendom Come! But Lemon reverses the Hammerlock Back Suplex, slipping away and rolling Legion up with a Victory Roll Pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Legion, but Lemon remains undeterred, jumping up nailing her with Double Foot Stomp! Legion recoils, staggering up to her feet before Lemon catches her with the LEMONDROP!! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT GETS HER!! Lemon with the pin! This is it!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO!! Legion kicks out!! Legion showing a superhuman amount of resolve in this match! Lemon pulls Legion to her feet, once again looking for the Lemondrop! But Legion reverses, picking the leg of Lemon and sending her back first to the mat before rolling over her for a Jackknife Pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Lemon kicks out, but it matters very little, with Legion rolling through and lifting Lemon on her shoulders anyway! She gets in an Air Raid position, before backing into the corner and climbing to the second rope! It looks like Legion is cranking up the heat however, climbing another step further to the top rope as she looks for the Avalanche Air Raid Crash! She goes for the jump, but Lemon reverses it, tilting the momentum her way and nailing Legion with an Avalanche Piledriver instead! Legion looks to be out cold as Lemon gets the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO!! LEGION STILL KICKS OUT!! What will it take for Lemon to put this one away! She gets to the second rope, waiting for Legion to inevitably make it to her feet again before going for the Gloomy Sunday! But Legion reverses the Panama Sunrise, sending Lemon to the mat with a Back Body Drop instead! She takes to the second rope now, waiting for Lemon to make it up before going for a Diving Shattered Realms! The second rope Curbstomp fails to land however, with Lemon nailing a Kick to the side of Legion’s head out of midair! She gets her up, nailing her with another LEMONDROP!! Lemon’s not done however, knowing it’s gonna take more than that to put Legion down! She takes to the top rope, launching off and nailing Legion with GLOOMY SUNDAY!! PANAMA SUNRISE GETS HER!! Lemon with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…and NEW Zion Wrestling YOUTUBE! CHAMPION!...ALEXIS! LEMON!

Eddie Red Apples: Alexis Lemon has done it! Alexis Lemon is your new champion!

Amber Westgate: 154 days! 10 other bodies laid out before the opening bell! All coming to the end courtesy of another Queen! Congratulations, Lemon! You’ve earned this!

Lemon sits up from the pin, in complete disbelief as the official hands her the YouTube Championship belt! She hugs it to her chest, still in complete disbelief over her accomplishment! Soon enough, Alexandra Calaway, Kaya Parker, Lilith Parker, and fellow champion Zara Ivory pour out from backstage, rushing into the ring and pouncing onto Lemon with embrace! They help the new champion to her feet, with Calaway taking a moment to strap the YouTube Championship around Lemon’s waist in the show of respect! The Queens of Chaos celebrate their victories for the night as we fade.

WINNER: ALEXIS LEMON (NEW CHAMPION CROWNED)
RESULT: PINFALL

[Kai Morgan]

We cut backstage. Razzles Mars appears on the screen, her vegan pink leather spiked jacket rests over her usual flouncy, frilly ring gear, especially striking from the overall soft presentation. Her hair is tinted its usual show days hot pink with a few electric blue streaks woven in the front, secured in loose curls in a half-up ponytail. The crowd erupts at the sight of one of the two hometown heroes in the main event tonight. Her hands are in her pockets, her strolling step missing some of its usual pep.

Razzles Mars: My life is kind of weird, in the sense that with every valley... shortly after, comes a peak.

Razzles reflects, fishing a packet of gum from her pocket. It's not unlike her to have pocket candy, given her proclivity for sweets. Unwrapping the foil from the stick and placing it on her tongue, the foil is soon crumpled and placed into the other pocket, for until she can find a bin.

Razzles Mars: An ungrateful boy shatters my heart, and I join Zion Wrestling for what's been the best run of my career. I lose my Youtube Championship, and I become the number one draft pick and the Hero of the Year. I get injured and am forced to take time off, and I start to fall in love with a wonderful man who's on his way to becoming the love of my life. With every paralyzing, demoralizing, crippling low... something wonderful happens soon after that reminds me it's all worth it.

The corners of her lips are turned upwards. It's a slight smile. She shirks her jacket off, mindful of the spikes as she allows the garment to hang over her elbow.

Razzles Mars: So imagine what happens tonight... in my beautiful hometown: London, England. The city that built Razzles Mars! Coming off of being lied to, embarrassed, battered with chairs and just barely cleared for ring action...

She gives a slow turn. The bruises that were so prevalent on her back just a few short weeks ago have almost completely faded, some stubborn yellowing around the outline of the larger contusions but for the most part, her skin has returned to its normal, fairly pale tone.

Razzles Mars: To be back, and ready for tonight was priority number one. Even if it's not the night I wanted to have, where I would put Kat Lopez down once and for all... I took the scraps I was left with and made a meal out of them. I don't get to exorcise the demon I chose, but I get to rid myself of the demon I need to once and for all. Mars vs. Steele... one final time.

Razzles says, her smile tinged with a little more pain than before.

Razzles Mars: Diamond, for a while? I thought we were destined to do this forever. For almost a year? It felt like we were. But now? The stakes? They're elevated. A London Street Fight... I must admit, it's a touch out of my wheelhouse. It's unfamiliar terrain. I'm not the same girl that you could bully and outnumber and pick me apart so strategically. Being her is a luxury that I can no longer afford! So I'm going to do whatever it takes... I'm going to go to deep depths, fueled by pure malice and loathing for everything you've done to me... and when I'm beating you into a blood pulp, when I'm KNOCKING you senseless... I want you to know that this is a fate you brought on yourself. This is EVERYTHING you've wanted of me, from the moment you decided to prod at me, and you've only escalated it EVERY minute you've willingly spent as Katrina's mercenary. Tonight... I cut the head off the snake. Mars vs. Steele ends with Main Event Mars getting her arm raised, and Steele is left in the dust. But, look at the bright side... Serena will make sure you've got the company you deserve in your room in hospital.

Razzles shrugs her jacket back on. Giving her neck a tilt and a crack, as we fade back to ringside.

[Kai Morgan]

Vivian Blake: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Vivian Blake: And it will be a Cage of Survival Match to crown the first Zion Wrestling Hardcore Champion!

Trick Morrison: What in the world is a Cage of Survival Match? What the hell are we looking at here, Eddie?!

Eddie Red Apples: This looks like something out of a torture room, Trick! Other than that, I’m just about as lost!

A steel cage has been erected around three sides of the ring with a catwalk on the side with the corners. The ropes directly across from that end have been wrapped in barbed wire. One adjacent side has been lined with light tubes. The other two sides of the ropes are clean. A wooden pallet has been laid up in the corner of the ring with the center planks cut out and replaced by light tubes. Scattered around ringside are varying other weapons that the competitors can bring into the ring.

BABYMETAL's "BxMxC" comes on over the PA system with its grueling guitar riff and thunderous drums, sending the crowd into a mixed reaction. Some cheer with bloodlust, others boo in disdain. The rest of the lights go out, leaving the audience shrouded in darkness as an eerie purple light illuminates the ring itself. The stage and ramp are lit up with plain white lights, violently flashing in sync with the music. As the music swells, the lights take on a more intense flashing, adding a purple hue among the whites. The crowd waits in anticipation as smoke fills the entryway as the music flows from the speakers, assaulting the ears of those present. The camera focuses intently on the entryway as the inner lights come on and, combined with the smoke, give off an almost ethereal, heavenly appearance. The video wall is alight with the visage of bloody barb wire and the name “草由紀子."

The wall of light within the entryway is disturbed by the visage of a black silhouette, soon coming into view to reveal Yukiko Kusanagi. Sleeveless robe over her gear, with her hood drawn up over her hood. We see her eyes though are, as always, cold and utterly hateful towards everyone present as they peer out over her black face mask. Her eyes then shift down the ramp and aim directly to the ring. Her battleground. Angel holds her position on the stage throughout the chorus and when the second verse begins, she shifts forward and begins her walk down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans in the front row, throwing jeers and boos at her. That which she sees as nothing more than scum beneath her. Angel moves methodically but with a sense of purpose as she approaches the ring. As she reaches the ring, she circles around to the opposite side of where she approached and stands on the apron, turning her head to sneer towards the fans again. Despite the sour attitude she gives off, she wipes her feet on the apron before entering the ring through the top and middle ropes at the return of the chorus.

Vivian Blake: Making her way to the ring at this time! Weighing in at 125 pounds, from Osaka, Japan! She is the “Osaka Devil”...YUKIKOOOO...KUSAAAAAANAGIIIII!!

As her name is announced, she comes to stand in the center of the ring, continuing to just glare hatefully at any and everyone. One hand comes up to unclasp the buckle on her coat before he peels the hood back and slides the garment off of her body, dropping it to the floor for the ringside attendant to take while she goes to her corner and uses the ropes to get some stretching in. Finally, she turns towards the ramp with that ever hateful expression and calmly waits for the match to begin.

The arena lights go out and a dark red spotlight illuminates the entrance way.

Voices, in my head again
Trapped in a war inside my own skin
They're pulling me under
Go!

Charlie Grace comes out from the back and stands just right of center of the red spotlight. Following behind Charlie, walking hunched over, almost on all fours, comes Rowena Byrne. She moves to Charlie’s left and drops down onto her knees.

Vivian Blake: Her opponent! Coming to the ring, hailing from Halloween Town, and weighing it at one hundred and nineteen pounds. ROWENA BYYYYYYYRNNNNNNNEEEEE!!!!

I've swallowed myself but the fever remains
I'm numb to the pleasure but still feel the pain
If I showed you my soul would you cover your eyes?
If I told you the truth would you dare me to lie?

I keep it all inside because I know the man is everything but kind

Charlie starts to walk towards the ring followed by Rowena. Charlie ignores the jeering and booing fans in her walk to the ring. Rowena just meanders behind Charlie smiling and laughing at the crowd. As they get to the ring Charlie heads up the steps. She steps between the ropes and into the ring. Rowena climbs onto the apron and crawls under the bottom rope into the ring.

Voices in my head again
Baiting me in a war I can't win
I can hear them now
Trapped in a game inside my own skin
And I don't know myself anymore
They're pulling me under
Voices, voices

Rowena drops to her knees and leans back against the closest turnbuckles. Charlie Grace simply stands in the middle of the ring smiling. Charlie joins Rowena in her corner. Charlie gives her a few last-minute notes and instructions before exiting the ring. Rowena takes off her entrance coat and waits for the match to start.



The crowd is already on the edge of their seats as this match officially begins and the two haven’t even approached each other yet. Byrne and Kusanagi stand back in their respective corners, watching each other as the fans get a rhythmic clap going. Byrne’s actually squatting, more or less, with a twisted little grin on her lips as she stares across at the Osaka Devil. Given the nature of the match, the audience and commentary team are a little on edge of the fact that Kusanagi has chosen to wear white gear for this match. A classic Japanese wrestling tradition. However, this being a deathmatch…yeah this might get ugly. Kusanagi slowly grins back at the UltraViolent Demigoddess and takes the first step forward, curling a finger at the red hot rookie. Byrne steps - no - crawls on her hands, dragging herself across the mat to meet Kusanagi halfway. The two meet up in the center of the ring where Kusanagi drops down onto all fours and gets right in Byrne’s face. She starts taunting her in Japanese and Byrne just seems overly excited by whatever vile harm she’s threatening her with. She probably can’t even understand what she’s saying but all she needs is Kusanagi’s tone and body language to give her the jist as the two push their foreheads together and start getting to their feet. Kusanagi reaches out to pat Byrne on the head like a little pet and that’s when Byrne explodes into action. She swats Kusanagi’s hand away and BLASTS her in the jaw with a big forearm! Kusanagi’s head snaps back. Byrne lets the shots fly, starting to alternate between forearms with one arm and chops with the other hand. She’s backing Kusanagi up towards the barbwire side of the ropes!! Just as she’s about to eat that last shot to knock her back, Kusanagi blocks a forearm and dishes one back to Byrne that sends her staggering. Kusanagi lunges forward for a clothesline but Byrne jukes underneath it and gets behind her. She kicks Kusanagi in the midsection and throws her with an Irish Whip RIGHT INTO THE BARBWIRE!!!!!

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!

Kusanagi yells out as the barbs dig into her back. Her look of agony soon turns to a twisted, masochistic smile as she looks at her opponent. Byrne steps in and starts going to down with chops to the chest, SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! She grabs Kusanagi by the arm again and goes for another Irish Whip but the Osaka Devil reverses it and ragdolls the UltraViolent Demigoddess RIGHT INTO THE LIGHT TUBES ON THE ROPES! The ones Byrne hits explode and she drops to the mat, her face a mix of pain and enjoyment as she pounds the mat with her fist. Kusanagi runs up and starts just laying the boots to her, stomping viciously across her head and shoulders before picking her up into a Fisherman Suplex with a bridge!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT BY BYRNE! Kusanagi sits up, laughing with amusement. Byrne’s on her back, grinning like a maniac as she rolls over onto her side. Kusanagi gets up to her feet, blood running down her back from where she hit the barbwire, and grabs another light tube off of the ropes. As Byrne gets to her hands and knees, Kusanagi busts the light tube across her back, knocking her back down to the mat but Byrne immediately starts pushing herself back up. She reaches for Kusanagi’s trunks to pull herself up and gets her arm snatched by the diabolical joshi who then steps over and around and rolls Byrne back to the mat into an attempt at a cross armbar. Byrne fights to keep her fingers locked but her hands slip and Kusanagi gets the hold locked in. Byrne kicks and thrashes, trying to get free as a rope break will do her no good. After a few seconds, she showcases her flexibility and rolls herself backwards and over, putting the veteran in a predicament as she catches one of her legs with an arm and puts her in a pinning position!

ONE!

TWO!

Kusanagi lets go of the armbar so she can kickout! She gets to her feet again while Byrne’s still down on the mat but as she bends down and reaches for her, Byrne kicks her legs up and wraps her feet around her head. She uses the power in her legs to send Kusanagi lurching forward, head first through more of the light tubes on the ropes and face first into the steel cage! Kusanagi sits there for a moment as Byrne gets up to her feet, clearly enjoying every bit of this as she shakes out her arm and picks up a broken light tube. She straddles her opponent’s waist from behind and proceeds to just start stabbing the jagged edge of the glass over and over down into her back. After a few, she holds it between Kusanagi’s shoulders and just digs right in. Kusanagi screams bloody murder with trails of it running down her face. Byrne takes the broken light tube in both hands and breaks what’s left of it across her back then climbs the top turnbuckle. She wastes no time, diving right off with a double foot stomp across Kusanagi’s back, bringing her back through the ropes and onto the mat. She drops down for another cover, hooking the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT BY KUSANAGI! Byrne grabs another piece of broken light tube and grabs Kusanagi under the chin from behind as she sits up. Grinning sadistically, she starts digging the tube into her forehead, eliciting more screams. Byrne shoves Kusanagi back down onto the mat and tosses the light tube away, climbing the top turnbuckle once again. She comes off for a 450 Splash but Kusanagi gets her knees up into her ribs and Byrne hits the mat, clutching her stomach as the Osaka Devil rises from the mat, sitting with a wicked smile slowly spreading across her bloodied face. She gets back to her feet and pulls Byrne up to her knees by her hair. She goes for a knee to the face but Byrne blocks it and jabs her in the stomach with a right hand. Kusanagi stumbles back but comes right back with a big Yakuza Kick. She straddles Byrne on the mat and locks in a fishhook Camel Clutch, spreading Byrne’s mouth painfully. Not looking to have her tap, however, she releases her and drives her head back into the mat with a brutal stomp. Byrne bounces back and sits on her butt and Kusanagi runs off the ropes, coming in with a sliding lariat. Despite her insane smile, she’s starting to get agitated now as she picks Byrne back up and starts dishing out the kicks and open palm strikes. Each one lands with an audible impact as Kusanagi pulls no punches and just absolutely lays into the second generation wrestler. A final forearm bounces Byrne off one of the clean side of the ropes and she goes for a forearm but Kusanagi ducks underneath and as Byrne spins around, she gets a Pele Kick for her troubles. Kusanagi makes it back to her feet and runs a half circle around Byrne, springing off the mat with a Shooting Star Press and hooks the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT BY BYRNE!! Kusanagi sits back on her knees as Byrne sits up. The latter gets onto her knees and the two just stare at each other for a moment, starting to smile dementedly and laugh. The laughter escalates before Kusanagi blasts Byrne with a forearm. Byrne answers back with one of her own. Kusanagi responds with another. Byrne returns the favor. They start trading forearms back and forth. Kusanagi! Byrne! Kusanagi! Byrne! Kusanagi! Byrne! Finally, as she’s leaning back from a shot, Kusanagi grabs a fallen light tube off of the mat and SHATTERS it across Byrne’s head in a cloud of fluorescent dust! Before Byrne can register what happened, Kusanagi lunges forward and tackles her to the mat, digging the jagged edge of the tube in her hand across her forehead. She starts screaming “BLEED! BLEEEEEED!!!! BLEEEEEEEEEEEED!!!!” with maniacal laughter. When she gets off of her, Byrne is bleeding from the assault before Kusanagi picks her up again. She looks like she’s about to run her head first into the ringpost but to the shock of the fans, she redirects and sends Byrne head first right through the barbed wire side of the ring!!! Byrne shrieks out in pain as she’s stuck there and Kusanagi goes over, climbs the turnbuckle and hops down onto the outside apron. She gives the signal and runs the apron, hitting her Draping Big Boot to Byrne’s head, viciously sending her back into the ring. Byrne grabs at her arms and face from the scraping of the barbed wire.

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Kusanagi drops down to the ringside floor and starts bringing more weapons of mass destruction into the ring. A couple of light tube bundles, a barbed wire board, and what can only be described as a light tube rake. The commentary team even wonders what the hell that is but they also wonder what Kusanagi’s going for as she reaches under the ring and pulls out a small velvet bag, tossing that in as well. She’s done all of this in a timely manner to where by the time Byrne is up on her knees, Kusanagi’s picking up the light tube raft with a demented laugh to the crowd. She turns around to Byrne who’s getting back on her feet now and swings for the fences. The rake comes down, lengthwise and the tubes shatter over Byrne’s head!! Byrne staggers and Kusanagi turns the rake, looking to whack her again with the flat side of what’s left of the tubes but as she does, Byrne steps in and under, catching her by the arms. Kusanagi drops the rake and Byrne capitalizes, delivering a fucking INVERTED RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP right down onto the remnants of the tubes! Kusanagi eats glass and mat, snapping up onto her knees with stars in her eyes. Byrne wastes no time and pulls her right up, bending her back. She lets out a banshee-esque shriek before kissing - no - licking Kusanagi’s bloody forehead and drives her down into the mat with VISIONS OF INSANITY (Sister Abigail)!!! The crowd goes wild as Kusanagi hits the mat and lays limp. Byrne sits for a second in painful bliss before making the cover!!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE–

NO!

KUSANAGI KICKS OUT!!!!!! The crowd is deafening again as they almost witnessed the end of a streak for the Osaka Devil!! The UltraViolent Demigoddess sits back, finally looking to be in absolute shock. She gets up and drags the weary Kusanagi into the corner, sitting her there and lays one of the light tube bundles against her. Byrne backs up into the opposite corner, draws her thumb across her throat, sticking her tongue out. It’s an eerie image to see before she charges across and hits Psychic Assault (Cannonball Senton) into Kusanagi, exploding the light tubes between them. Byrne thrashes in pain on the mat but quickly drags Kusanagi out of the corner and makes another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE?!

NO! Kusanagi’s shoulder shoots up!!! Byrne starts climbing the turnbuckle but one she reaches the top, she pauses and thinks about it. She starts climbing higher, now, scaling the cage walls until she reaches the catwalk on the top. She spreads her arms out and smiles like a deranged sadist to the crowd.

Crowd: PLEASE DON’T DIE! PLEASE DON’T DIE! PLEASE DON’T DIE! PLEASE DON’T DIE!

Byrne blows a two fingered kiss, tribute to her Uncle Ashe Corvin and MOONSAULTS off the top of the cage! She hits it–NO!!!!! KUSANAGI ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!! Byrne lands flat on the mat with a loud thud to the canvas!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

The camera zooms in on Byrne’s face as she stares blankly. Even through the blood and her white eyes, her face says it all: “that was a bad idea.” Kusanagi’s not looking so hot either, however, as she stares off in the distance, laying on her side. Both of these women are a bloody mess with bits of broken glass sticking to their skin but somehow they’re still alive and kicking. Kusanagi picks herself up and grabs Byrne up off of the mat, dragging her to the ropes, leaning her against the middle. The fans wonder what in the world she’s going to do next as she staggers over to the black bag she brought out. She picks it up and starts opening it as she walks back over to her opponent. Kusanagi reaches in, smiling devilishly as she pulls out a handful of steel BBQ skewers, handed down to her by deathmatch legend Roni Ozborn. The crowd reacts in horrified anticipation as Kusanagi holds the handful of skewers up, showing them to everyone before she places the tips against Byrne’s scalp and starts using her hand to hammer them in! Byrne screams. Kusanagi laughs. She steps back, spreading her arms as if presenting her masterpiece. Byrne hesitantly touches at the skewers protruding out of her head. She turns around and Kusanagi’s already poised to strike! POW!!! STEEL FEATHER (Black Mass Kick)!!!!! Some of the skewers go flying and Byrne hits the mat. Kusanagi collapses to her knees and crawls over, folding Byrne’s legs up in a…very suggestive position, we’ll say, as she goes for the cover. She even chuckles down at the girl, licking her lips as she slides her hand up over Byrne’s chest, running her fingers up over her neck and lips.

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE?!

YE–NOOOOO!!!! Kusanagi lets up out of the pin as she starts screaming!! BYRNE’S BITING HER FINGERS!!!!! SHE’S ACTUALLY BITING HER GODDAMN FINGERS!!!!! Kusanagi finally gets her hand free from the maw of the UltraViolent Demigoddess and grabs at her hand. Blood oozes out of her digits as she looks at the girl. She doesn’t know whether to be pissed off or amused as she just shakes her head, laughing unnervingly. From her position on the mat, Byrne shoots up into a disturbingly flexible position, lifting herself up into a Spider Crawl like out of The Exorcist. This actually, finally startles Kusanagi a little as the woman jumps back and leans against the ropes, sitting on the mat. Byrne grins wickedly, upside down, tilting her head from side to side slowly, visibly giggling with the blood of her prey on her teeth. She moves towards Kusanagi for a few steps before flipping around onto her hands and knees, still grinning. Kusanagi slowly grins back at her as the two start getting back to her feet. Both of them look like a bloody mess but Byrne looks like something out of a horror movie with the skewers still sticking out of her head. She goes to throw a forearm at Kusanagi but the Osaka Devil blocks it and grabs the remaining skewers in one hand and RIPS them out! Byrne yells out in pain but as Kusanagi comes at her, going to stab her with the steel rods, she jukes around behind her and Kusanagi turns around right into a step up Enziguri!! Kusanagi drops the skewers and hits the mat. Byrne follows right up with a standing Insanity Elbow (Frog Splash Elbow Drop)!!!! Cover!!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE–NO!!!!!

Kusanagi gets the shoulder up!!!! Byrne can hardly believe the resiliency of her opponent at this point. She picks her back up to her feet and looks for Visions of Insanity again but when she goes for the follow through, Kusanagi twists right out of it and nails her with a straight boot to the ribs. She hooks Byrne’s arms!! KURO GISHIKI [Black Sabbath] (Double Underhook Brainbuster)! Both women lay sprawled out on the mat in an ever growing mess of each other’s blood. Byrne lays completely motionless while Kusanagi spasms on the mat, at least showing some signs of life before she rolls over and crawls on top of Byrne for the cover. The crowd is going wild!! This is most definitely it!!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

NO!! NOT THREE!!! BYRNE FIRES UP THE SHOULDER TO KICK OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND!!!!!! The London crowd is blowing the roof off of the arena as Byrne rolls to her side, dragging herself out from underneath Kusanagi who just lays there in disbelief. She pushes herself up to her feet again and moves to the light tube pallet standing up in the corner. She pulls it down and lets it fall to the mat. She starts to set it on top of the barbed wire board she brought in but she doesn’t see Byrne climbing the turnbuckle behind her as she backpedals and turns around. Here comes Byrne!! FIREBIRD FLIGHT (Phoenixrana)!!!!! It’s a cover!!!!!

ONE!!!!!

TWO!!!!!

THREE!!!!

WE GOT A NEW CHAMP—NOOOOOOO!!!!! Kusanagi thrusts her legs up just barely gets out of the pin!!! Byrne slaps the mat, snarling like a demon now as she pulls herself back up to her feet. She sees the light tube pallet and drags it over, rolling Kusanagi onto it before stumbling back into the corner to make sure she’s not moving. She then starts climbing the turnbuckles, most likely looking to go for Fall From Grace (Imploding Corkscrew 450* Splash) as she starts scaling the top. Behind her, Kusanagi manages to roll off the pallet and gets up to her feet. She clubs Byrne in the back with a forearm, slowing her climb. Byrne starts turning around to fight her opponent off. Kusanagi climbs up and the two start trading shots right to each other’s bloody faces. It looks like either of them might fall at any second. If Kusanagi falls, she’s going back onto the light tubes and barbed wire. If Byrne falls, she’s falling down to ringside. Neither of them are letting up, however and Byrne gives one more shot to Kusanagi’s forehead before the Osaka Devil grabs her by the face and presses her lips right to hers!! It looks like a kiss at first - technically it is - until Byrne screams out as Kusanagi bites her on the bottom lip!! Kusanagi finally lets go and sets her feet on the turnbuckle, hooking Byrne’s arms. The crowd actually screams at her to please not do this but Kusanagi lets out a horrible shriek, delivering BURADDI KURO GISHIKI [Bloody Black Sabbath] (Avalanche Double Underhook Brainbuster)!!!!! RIGHT THROUGH THE LIGHT TUBE PALLET! AND ONTO THE BARBED WIRE!!!! Kusanagi has to drag herself into position again but she’s determined as she folds Byrne’s legs up again and leans over her, staring down into her eyes in yet another eyebrow raising cover.

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE?!?!

YES!!!! THREE!!!!!!

Vivian Blake: Here is your winner AND THE ZION HARDCORE CHAMPION…YUKIKO KUSANAGI!!!!!!

Eddie Red Apples: Thank god this one’s over, but we now have a new champion in Zion Wrestling!!

Trick Morrison: What a massacre these two had, Eddie!! And Yukiko Kusanagi is still undefeated in Zion!! Now she’s at the top the Hardcore Division!!

Eddie Red Apples: Right where she feels comfortable, I would gather!! You gotta hand it to Rowena Byrne, though. That young lady came in here with intentions to win and it looked she very well might have near the end there!!

Trick Morrison: We got a couple of pure lunatics in this company and they just committed unspeakable acts of violence against each other. I have to wonder what lies in their future.

WINNER: YUKIKO KUSANAGI
RESULT: PINFALL
NEW CHAMPION CROWNED

[Kai Morgan]

The fast guitar riff for “Reborn Through Failure” hits the speakers and once the vocals kick in Chelsea makes her way out onto the entrance ramp ready for battle.

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

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first…from Chicago, Illinois…weighing in at 123 lbs…”The Nightmare Angel”...Chelsea! Skye!

Following her ring introduction Chelsea makes her way down to the ring slapping hands with the occasional fan along the way, she enters the ring and runs the ropes as she waits for her opponent.



"Majinahanashi" would play, as blue smoke would come from the top ramp, as Hayumi would open her parasol to reveal a dragon design that matched her gear for the evening.

Alex Lawson: And her opponent…representing Hebu No Rengo…from San Francisco, California…weighing in at 136 lbs…”The Daimyo of Violence”...Hayumi! Yamamoto!

Yamamoto faces the ring, surveying the booing crowd as she stands at the bottom of the entrance way! All of this keeps her completely distracted as Chelsea Skye dives out of the ring and nails her with a Tope Con Hilo! She mounts Yamamoto now completely laying into her with punch after punch to the top of her head! She gets Yamamoto to her feet, looking to throw her into the ringpost! But Yamamoto reverses, throwing her into the steel instead! She digs under the ring, grabbing a steel chair from under the ring!

Eddie Red Apples: Wait! Yamamoto can’t get away with this, can she?!

Amber Westgate: The bell hasn’t even rung yet! She can get away with murder at this point!

Yamamoto looms over Skye, before relentlessly swinging on her with the foreign object! She batters her with the chair, swing after swing causing Skye more and more damage! She eventually cranks up the violence, dragging Skye to her feet before throwing her into the steel steps! The steps pop off their frame upon impact, with Yamamoto taking advantage by propping it up against the ring apron! She turns around, only to be nailed with a shot to the midsection with the steel chair from Skye! She looms over a hunched Yamamoto, nailing her flat in the back with the chair! Yamamoto begins to fall back up the ramp, with Skye hot on her heels! Skye catches up with Yamamoto, getting ready for another swing, but she catches her off guard, nailing a Superkick to the chair that sends it right into Skye’s face! Skye falters on the rampway now, Yamamoto’s mind going to especially vicious places! She wraps the steel chair around Skye’s head, before rushing her down the ramp and throwing her right into the steel steps propped against the apron!

Eddie Red Apples: JESUS CHRIST!!

Amber Westgate: That’s it! Chelsea’s gotta be done! There’s no way that chair didn’t do anything but crush her trachea!

Eddie Red Apples: It could be worse than that, for all we know her neck could be broken!

Amber Westgate: The bell hasn’t even rung for this match to begin and it’s already gotten barbaric as all hell!

Yamamoto throws Skye into the ring, with the referee immediately swarming her fallen body to check the damages! Skye is struggling to breathe now, with the official threatening to call off the match altogether! This decision seems to cause Yamamoto no grief, with the Daimyo seemingly content with this match being thrown out now that she’s maimed her rival! Skye however, has different ideas, pushing herself up and past the referee to club Yamamoto with an Uppercut! Despite their better judgment, the referee calls for the bell, signaling the start of this match!



The heavy blow from Skye sends Yamamoto into the corner at the top of this match, with Skye relentlessly laying into Yamamoto with blow after blow in the corner! The official has to pull Skye away after threatening a five count of this, with Skye showing more and more visible frustration! She comes back to Yamamoto, who pulls herself up using the ropes and catches Skye in the midsection with a Kick! She pulls Skye into the corner, nailing her with a stiff punch to the midsection once again! Yamamoto begins targeting the diaphragm, making it even harder for Skye to catch her breath in this one! She cocks an arm back, laying into Skye with a Knife Edge Chop! She then follows up, sending Skye across the ring with an Irish Whip! She chases Skye to the opposite corner, but she avoids her, pushing up and over Yamamoto, before landing on the mat and hitting the ropes! She comes back to Yamamoto, nailing her with FOR JUSTIN!! SLINGBLADE CATCHES HER EARLY!! Skye with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THR-

Kick out by Yamamoto! Skye stays on top of her however, nailing a few stomps down to her opponent before taking to the top rope! She launches off, looking for Skye’s the Limit! But Yamamoto gets the knees up, driving them right into the midsection of Skye as she comes down for the Phoenix Splash! Skye writhes in pure agony on the mat, with Yamamoto rushing in to take advantage! She jumps right on top of the worked over midsection of Skye, crushing it with a Knee Drop before kneeling down applying more pressure with added punches to the ribs! Skye is screaming out in pain now, with Yamamoto getting her up and looking to seal the deal with a Hangman’s Neckbreaker! But Skye retorts, pushing Yamamoto away before falling back into the ropes herself! Yamamoto rushes over to regain momentum, but Skye reverses, throwing her over the top rope with a Back Body Drop! The fall isn’t what hurts the most for Yamamoto, but the sudden stop at the end! She falls back first into the steel steps propped up against the apron, with every corner of the steel jabbing right into her spine!

Yamamoto rolls off the steps, just barely able to make it to her feet! However, matters begin to get worse for Yamamoto, with Skye running across the ring and launching herself over the top rope to catch Yamamoto with a Splash! She gets fired up now, with the London fans right there behind her! She throws Yamamoto back into the ring, climbing to the top rope before hitting her with FROM THE HEAVEN’S!! CORKSCREW SHOOTING STAR PRESS CONNECTS!! Cover by Skye!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Yamamoto! Skye isn’t finished however, waiting for Yamamoto to get up before running towards her to lock in the CLIPPED WINGED ANGEL!! Yamamoto’s legs go flying in the air off the huge transition into the Triangle Choke, nailing the referee right under the jaw and sending them to the mat! Skye’s focus is broken now, with Yamamoto taking quick advantage by slipping out of the hold and chopping Skye right in the injured throat! Skye is reeling now, with Yamamoto pulling her up and hitting her with a Northern Lights Suplex! She gets the referee up and back in position for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Skye! Yamamoto preps herself, waiting for Skye to get up before looking for the Scissor Kick! But Skye catches her off guard stopping her in her tracks with FOR JUSTIN!! ANOTHER SLINGBLADE!! Just then, Akira Fujimoto shows up, with the Kamikaze causing a distraction to the official! Skye looks irritated by all this, looking around and waiting for the other shoe to drop! It doesn’t take long for her to finally see it, as Lien Kamiya rushes out through the crowd, Bokken in hand! She stands on the apron, looking at Yamamoto as she prepares to throw the wooden sword to her! She tosses it, but much to the surprise of both of them, Skye intercepts, catching the Bokken instead! She immediately nails Yamamoto over the head with it, before throwing it back to Kamiya, just in time for the referee to catch the Black Lotus red-handed! The official has had enough, ejecting both Kamiya and Fujimoto from ringside! Skye looks to end this now without any distractions, taking to the top rope before nailing Yamamoto with SKYE’S THE LIMIT!! PHOENIX SPLASH CONNECTS!! Skye with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Chelsea! Skye!

Eddie Red Apples: Even with all the odds! All the things that Hebi No Rengo have put her through! All the setbacks! Chelsea Skye finds a way to pull off the win tonight!

Amber Westgate: This was Chelsea Skye’s Fusion swan song before taking off to BRKTHRU!! And given her background, it’s no surprise that this swan song went platinum tonight!

Skye has her hand raised, the other hand still clutching her throat as we fade out!

WINNER: CHELSEA SKYE
RESULT: PINFALL

[Kai Morgan]

Vivian Blake: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Vivian Blake: And it is for the Zion Wrestling NATIONAL! CHAMPIONSHIP!



As the opening guitar riff of "Zombie" by The Cranberries plays throughout the arena, Oliver walks through the curtain and stands on the stage, looking out over the crowd for a second, taking it all in.

Olly looks out over the crowd, giving them a slight smirk, before going across his throat with his thumb, before playfully throwing elbows towards the camera, walking down to the ring, going around to the side facing the hard cam, hopping up on the apron and posing for the crowd, before getting into the ring, and getting ready to go.

The lights in the arena go down, as a humming starts to fill the room. Gold lights circle the room, illuminating sections of fans for a moment at time before moving on to somewhere else. A few seconds pass of hearing the humming, before a voice fills the room.

MY HEROES DRESS IN BLACK

A dream beat accompanying the word “black” brings the gold lights to the entrance ramp, where the curtain is brushed aside, and strutting onto the stage comes a woman who’s dubbed herself a Masterpiece--ironically, as the song plays, in white and gold. A coy little smirk graces Théa Erzili’s face as she turns her head to look into the crowd, seemingly nonplussed by the less-than-favourable reaction she receives.

Even as the tempo of the song picks up, Théa’s clearly in no hurry to get down to the ring--one foot in front of the other, a slow, methodical march down the ramp. One fan, in particular, gets the attention of the Cajun woman, and though she’s largely dismissed the audience’s reaction to this point, she actually gives the man a moment of her time--before responding to whatever he’s said to her by blowing a kiss and turning her attention back to the ring.

She gracefully slid up onto the apron. She lifts a hand up, curling her fingers to effectively point to herself while she looks up to the rafters. A moment's pause allows the fans to get their booing out before Théa steps between the ropes, moving to her corner of the ring.

Vivian Blake: Introducing first, the challenger…from Lancaster, Pennsylvania….weighing in at 201 lbs…Oliver! “Olly”! Peters!

And his opponent…from New Orleans, Louisiana…weighing in at 147 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling NATIONAL! CHAMPION!...”The Masterpiece”...THEA! ERZILI!



Peters and Erzili start this one off slowly, going through the feeling out process! They slowly approach one another, getting into a Collar-and-Elbow Tie Up! Peters gets the upper hand to start, wrapping Erzili up with a Wristlock! Erzili eventually reverses however, rolling forward to unwring her arm before getting Peters in a Wristlock of her own! She quickly exploits the bad knees of Peters, sweeping the leg to send him to the mat back first for more leverage! Erzili steps over him, pulling him up from the mat and getting him back to a vertical base in a Hammerlock! Peters cocks his free arm forward, swinging back to unload with an Elbow to fend off the champion! But Erzili has it scouted, dodging the shot from Peters! All this takes her attention off her footing, which Peters takes advantage of by using his foot to sweep the leg forward and send Erzili falling back! Peters folds her up for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Erzili bringing the two apart again! The two get to their feet now, with Peters rushing towards his opponent for the upper hand! Erzili attempts to cut him off with a Lariat, but this only plays into Peters’ hand, with the veteran catching the swinging arm and twisting it around! He immediately transitions into a Side Headlock! Erzili looks to escape, boosting Peters up to hit a Back Suplex! But Peters reverses, coming right back down to the mat with a Side Headlock Takeover! Erzili is struggling here, but she eventually finds some more headway! She shifts her weight over to the side, getting to her hands and knees before slipping her head out from Peters’ grip! She quickly follows up, going for a Waistlock on a seated Peters!

Peters pushes up, getting back to his feet before prying Erzili’s hands from around his waist! He sweeps around her, getting her in a Waistlock on his own! She now pries Peters’ hands from around her waist however, keep hold of one of his arms as she slides back between his legs, taking him down with a Pumphandle Slam! She goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Peters! Erzili pivots now, getting Peters to his feet before taking him to the mat with Snapmare! She goes for the Bow-and-Arrow Stretch, but Peters starts to show some resistance, holding back all he can so that the move isn’t put on in full! Erzili is having none of it however, pulling back even harder until the move is fully applied! It now becomes a struggle for control as Peters continuously tries and fails to pull his arms forward to alleviate the pressure! Erzili pulls back as hard as she can, but all it does is motivate Peters to pull back even harder! Eventually, his willpower wins out, with Peters pulling hard enough to propel Erzili forward to the mat! He rolls back, getting to his feet in time to catch Erzili charging at him! He counters his however, nailing Erzili with a Kick across the chest! Erzili gets to her feet, catching another Kick to the chest for her trouble! Erzili is back up once more, this time prepared for another Kick from Peters! He was expecting her to be however, with Peters slightly raising his leg for the Kick to fake her out, before spinning around nailing her with a Back Elbow! Peters with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Erzili! Peters isn’t shaken by this however, pulling Erzili to her feet and propping her on the top turnbuckle! He follows her up, looking for a Back Superplex! But as the two come down, Erzili lands on her feet, rushing over and catching Peters in the corner with a Lariat! Peters crumbles against the turnbuckles, with Erzili rushing from the adjacent corner to nail him with a Facewash! Pin by Erzili!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Peters! Erzili looks to target the arm a bit more now, getting Peters to his feet before wrenching the arm! She takes him to the corner, tightroping on the ropes in hopes of hitting the Old School! But Peters reverses, yanking Erzili down and onto his shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry Position! She carries her to the center of the ring before throwing her down for a GTS!! But Erzili reverses the move, catching the leg as she lands and pulling Peters face first to the mat before going for an Ankle Lock! Peters’ face is grafted with pain as Erzili looks to completely destroy the ankle! Peters gets on his remaining good leg, pushing himself towards the ropes! He’s mere fingertips away before Erzili picks the standing leg and grapevines the move, holding Peters in place! Peters tries his damnedest to grab onto the ropes, but he’s just short of it! He waves his hand in the air, seemingly about to tap out! But NO! He finds the will to push his arm just that extra inch to grab the bottom rope!

Erzili is forced to release the hold now as Peters clutches the ankle! She has no patience for the man’s reeling however, getting him to his feet and in position for a Powerbomb! She lifts, but Peters catches her by surprise, reversing with a DDT! Both competitors lie motionless on the mat, with each of them slowly getting to their feet as the crowd builds anticipation! They began to take turns leathering each other with strikes, each of them refusing to let up on the other as they unload with a set of Forearms, Chops, and straight Punches! Eventually Peters gets the upper hand, nailing Erzili with a Forearm Smash! He follows up, nailing her with a Kick to the leg to send her kneeling! He follows up once again, looking for Roundhouse Kick! Erzili ducks underneath it, but it means nothing to Peters who comes back around and nails a Buzzsaw Kick! GET FUCKED!! Erzili tries to make her way back to her hands and knees, but Peters hits the ropes, nailing her with STAYED FUCKED!! CURBSTOMP CONNECTS!! He goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!


THREE-

Kick out by Erzili! Peters prepares in the corner, waiting for Erzili to get to her feet before looking for Neurotoxin v1! He jumps up for the knee, but Erzili has him scouted, catching him in Fireman’s Carry Position out of midair before hitting the DISASTERPIECE!! FIREMAN’S CARRY MICHINOKU DRIVER CONNECTS!! Erzili with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Peters! Erzili gets frustrated now, working Peters up to his feet before getting him position before the Warp Gate! Peters reverses however, using the positioning to get Erzili fixed up for THE DEAL!! FALCON ARROW CONNECTS!! Peters with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Erzili! Peters once again prepares in the corner, rushing towards Erzili for the Neurotoxin v1! This time however, Erzili catches Peters off guard, rushing towards him and nailing him with X-CALIBER!! SWINGING REVERSE STO CONNECTS!! Erzili with the pin! This is it!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Peters! Erzili gets worked up now, nailing Peters with punches to the head before waiting for him in the corner! She beckons for him to get to his feet, before speeding toward him for a running move! Peters cuts her off however, nailing with NEUROTOXIN V1!! JUMPING KNEE CONNECTS!! Peters with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!



Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…and NEW Zion Wrestling NATIONAL! CHAMPION!...OLIVER! PETERS!

As “Zombie” by The Cranberries begins to play out over the arena, Olly gets himself to a seated position. The crowd has come unglued, because for the first time in his return to wrestling, Oliver Peters is a champion!

Winter Mae: ”OLLY’S DONE IT! Oliver Peters is our NEW National Champion, Trick!”

Trick Morrison: ”God, don’t remind me! He just got lucky! How long is he going to hold the National Championship before his knees give out? Or maybe he’ll need to go in for a hip replacement!”

As Oliver gets handed the championship, a look of disbelief washes over the veteran as he accepts the championship, before pulling himself to his feet and making his way towards the corner, steadying himself by placing a foot on the top and middle rope and hitting his signature pose for the crowd…

…That is until the signature opening guitar riff of “Hail to the King” by Avenged Sevenfold starts playing throughout the arena.

Trick Morrison: ”YES! Finally, we might be seeing some REAL talent from the Peters name here!”

Winter Mae: ”Oh come on, Trick. What is he doing out here? He’s only out here to try and take the spotlight from his father!”

Trick Morrison: ”How dare you even insinuate that! Ryan Peters is probably only out here to help promote BRKTHRU’s debut episode!”

Oliver gets down out of the corner, and makes his way to the side of the ring facing the entrance stage with a stern look on his face, awaiting the arrival of his son, “The Bastard Ace” Ryan Peters.

Eventually, after enough time has passed, Ryan makes his way to the stage, with the crowd giving him the negative reaction that he absolutely deserves. Olly takes note of this and sits on the middle rope, calling his son to join him in the ring. Ryan stares at his father from the top of the ramp, before then beginning to make his way down the ramp.

Winter Mae: ”Oh god, I’ve got a bad feeling about what’s about to happen here, Trick.”

Trick Morrison: ”Oh pipe down, Winter. Ryan won’t do anything to try and jeopardize his spot in Zion by doing anything here.”

Ryan reaches the ring, looking at his father dead in the eyes, who at this point has his newly won championship over his shoulder waiting for Ryan to enter, and it doesn’t take The Ace long to oblige. Sliding underneath the bottom rope and getting practically nose to nose with his father.

Winter Mae: ”I knew it! He wasn’t out here to do anything you thought he would, Trick!”

Trick Morrison: ”Now hold on there, Winter. We don’t have a microphone in the ring, so we can’t hear what’s being said! He could be congratulating Oliver!”

In the passing moments we can see how untrue that statement from Trick Morrison is, with the pairs conversation growing more and more heated with each passing moment, the crowd beginning to erupt in anticipation of another encounter between the two!

Winter Mae: ”We could be seeing fireworks start to go off here in the coming moments, Trick!”

Trick Morrison: ”We absolut-... Hey wait a minute, who’s that?!”

At that moment, a dark haired woman hops the barricade and slides underneath the bottom rope getting directly behind Oliver, and tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention, Olly slowly turns around to face the mystery woman, and when he does, a look of disbelief washes over his face. He opens his mouth to speak, and the cameras ringside are able to pick up what he says.

Oliver Peters: ”...Caitlyn?”

Trick Morrison: ”I can’t believe what we’re seeing, Winter! That’s Caitlyn Jackson-Peters! Oliver Peters ex-wife!”

Olly remains dumbfounded while he looks at his ex wife, who just smirks in response… BEFORE SLAPPING OLIVER AS HARD AS SHE COULD! OLIVERS MOUTHGUARD GOES FLYING! Olly looks back up at her, and her expression has turned cold, smirk gone, as she walks past him, grabys Ryan by the wrist, and pulls him out of the ring with her. Ryan is loving this, laughing at Oliver who is still stood in the center of the ring, still in shock over his ex-wife reappearing into this life in this way, as the cameras fade…

WINNER: OLIVER PETERS (NEW CHAMPION CROWNED)
RESULT: PINFALL

[Kai Morgan]

Alex Lawson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a two out of three falls match under special conditions!! The first round will be contested under Pure Rules. The second round will be No Disqualification. Should this match require the third and final round, it will be a special stipulation decided by Katrina Lopez

The opening to “The Gun Show” by In This Moment begins to play through the PA system and as soon as Maria Brink’s vocals kick in, Kara "Killer" Carbajal storms out onto the stage with a snarl on her face and stops on stage before turning around to reveal the Shieldmaidens logo on the back of her kutte as she stretches out her arms displaying the devil's horns with her hands before she swiftly turns around and begins to storm down the ramp.

Alex Lawson: Introducing first, making her way to the ring, residing in New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 160lbs. Representing the Shieldmaidens. Kara…KILLER…Carbajal!!!

When Carbajal reaches the bottom of the ramp, she wastes little time in rolling under the bottom rope and marches to the middle of the ring and outstretches her arms again displaying the devil’s horns, still maintaining that vicious snarl as she begins mouthing off to anyone in ear shot as “The Gun Show” fades out.

The opening notes would play as Daria comes out with a green and white boxing robe, as she turned around which revealed her last name. She would then pose briefly, before turning around to reveal the belt around her waist as she shadowboxed on the way to the ramp and raises both of her arms up. Daria would slap the hands of fans on the way to the ring, as the champ enters under the bottom rope, before rolling in and readying to fight.

Alex Lawson: Her opponent, from Rochester, New York, weighing in at 152lbs. She is DARIA…DORSEY!!!!

FIRST ROUND: PURE RULES

This one’s been stewing between these two and it’s finally about to pop off. Both women come out of their corners and circle the mat, already slinging shade at one another. It escalates into Kara Carbajal jabbing her finger at Daria Dorsey to which Dorsey smacks her hand away. This irks Carbajal a little and she shoves Dorsey backwards. Dorsey comes in and the two lockup collar & elbow. They jock for position, testing their strength against one another until Killer predictably wins the struggle and shoves Dorsey back onto her ass. The crowd “oooooohs” at the look Killer gives Daria as the former Zion World Champion gets back to her feet and shakes things off. She realizes she’s not about to beat Killer in a battle of strength so as Killer offers such a test up, lifting her hands for Daria to grab, she feigns it. Daria reaches out to grab Killer’s hands but slips around behind her and gets her in a rear waistlock. Dorsey goes for a lift but Killer widens her stance and even looks up at the crowd with an unamused expression. Using her thumbs, she breaks the lock Daria has around her waist and twists her arm into an arm wringer. Killer wrenches hard, eliciting a grunt of pain from Daria. She yanks her in once, twice, thrice, slamming her shoulder into hers before bringing her in a fourth time for a stunning Belly to Back Suplex. Daria hits the mat and Killer covers!

ONE!

TWO!

No cigar! Daria kicks out and Killer rolls her eyes as if she should just give up. She picks Daria up to her feet and Irish Whips her into the ropes. Daria bounds off and Killer goes for a discus clothesline but Daria ducks under her arm. She hits the ropes again and Killer drops down, trying to trip her up but with a hop, skip and a jump, Daria glides over Killer no problem. Killer hops up to her feet and goes for a back body drop on Daria’s return but Dorsey barrel rolls across her back and clubs her in the back with a forearm, staggering her. Daria runs off the ropes one more time, coming in at Killer who’s getting fed up with the ring around the rosie and she turns, flat out BLASTING Daria in the face with her knuckles! Daria hits the mat and the crowd boos!

Eddie Red Apples:AYO! That’s not a pure wrestling maneuver, ref!

Amber Westgate: Killer better be careful. She’ll lose this round if she does something like that again.

The referee warns her as such even that she not only will she be disqualified if that happens again but she’s also lost one of her 3 rope breaks. Killer tells the ref to get the fuck up out of her face before he catches the next one and as she turns back around. BOOM!!!! SUPERKICK FROM DARIA DORSEY!!!! Killer hits the mat and Daria, already sporting a slight bloody nose, drops down and hooks the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout from Killer! Daria doesn’t let that stop her, however, as she immediately snatches Killer by the wrist and goes to locker her into a cross armbar. Killer locks her fingers together, fighting against it as she tries to roll over towards Daria. Dorsey keeps her legs firmly pressed but Killer stuns the crowd as she manages to roll over and plant her feet, lifting Daria up off of the mat before slamming her back down. It’s not a powerbomb. It’s not anything really. Just a simple “get the fuck off of me” type move. Daria lays on the mat, the wind knocked out of her as Killer runs the ropes and hits a senton across her midsection, knocking whatever wind she still had in her lungs out. Killer hooks the leg for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

But Daria reaches out and grabs the bottom rope! Killer gets back up and pulls Daria up by the wrist. She proceeds to hit a series of wrist clutch clotheslines on Daria, sending her down to the mat and pulling her back up. Daria takes three before Killer goes for a fourth where she jukes behind her and catches her in a waistlock for a German Suplex! Killer rolls up onto her knees and Daria kips up to her feet, turning right around and runs in with a Shining Wizard. Killer springs up and catches Daria in her attempt with a powerbomb hold but before she can drop her, Daria throws herself back into a hurricanrana, trapping the legs!

ONE!

TWO!

T–

Killer manages to throw Daria off of her! However, Daria rolls forward and back to her feet and when Killer’s getting back up to her feet and turning around, Daria’s charging in with a big front dropkick that sends Killer out onto the floor. Things keep moving at a quick pace as Daria gets to her feet and looks for an opening. She slingshots herself over the top rope for a plancha but Killer catches her like a child out of midair in a crossbody clutch. Killer shakes her head and goes for a swinging sidewalk slam but Daria catches an arm around her neck and turns that sidewalk slam right into a Flatliner on the ringside floor! Killer pops up onto her knees, seeing stars before dropping to the floor. The referee starts the count. It’s a twenty count due to Pure Rules stipulations but Daria’s not wasting any time in getting Killer up to her feet and back into the ring. She gets to her feet, waiting for Killer to get up again, standing behind her to try and catch her off guard. Killer staggers up and Daria jumps up, grabbing her by the back of the head, looking for the Phoenix Driver!! Killer bats her arms away!! BLASTS her in the jaw with a fucking right hook as she comes back down and down, indeed, goes Daria! The referee gets between them and chides Killer for using her fist. Killer tries to insist she didn’t use her fist but the ref saw it. He calls for the bell and Killer goes apeshit, kicking the ropes and punching the turnbuckles.

Alex Lawson: The winner of the first fall, by Disqualification…DARIA DORSEY!!

Eddie Red Apples:Daria Dorsey picks up the first fall in this battle against the Killer!

Amber Westgate: For someone who boasts being a wrestling purist, Killer Carbajal really likes to fight dirty, don’t she?

Eddie Red Apples:You said it, Amber! And she’s about to get what she wants!

Alex Lawson: The next fall will be contested under No Disqualification rules!

SECOND ROUND: NO DISQUALIFICATION

The referee calls for the bell to start the second round and Killer’s already outside, grabbing a steel chair, clearly cursing to herself as she gets back into the ring. She clearly says “Get the fuck up, bitch” as Daria rubs her jaw and gets up to her feet. Daria turns and Killer swings like she’s trying to hammer a railroad spike. Daria steps out of the way. Killer turns. Daria boots her in the midsection. Killer drops the chair! PHOENIX DRIVER (Takeo Driver) ONTO THE CHAIR!!!!!!! Killer’s face bounces off the steel and she ricochets up onto her knees. Her eyes say she’s clearly had the lights turned off and she flops backwards, staring blankly up at the ceiling. Daria scrambles for a cover!!

ONE!

TWO!!

NO!

Killer throws the shoulder up! Daria sits up, a little frustrated but she picks Killer up and forces her into a corner. There’s no barred punches in this round so she starts going to town with a flurry of boxing blows. Body shots, jaw shots, she’s got Killer rocked finally! She finally blasts her with a big right hook and sends her slumping down into the corner. Daria runs across the ring to the opposite corner as Killer tries to get to her feet. She’s up on her knees when Daria rushes in and goes for a Cannonball Senton but Killer literally catches her upside down around the waist!!!! Holding her there, seething, Killer gets up onto her feet with the crowd watching, jaws dropped. Killer uses her raw power to hoist Daria up onto her shoulders. Daria has about a second to register an “Oh shit” look in her eyes before Killer drops down into a Sitout Powerbomb!!!!

ONE!

TWO!

TH–

Daria kicks out but that one definitely has the fans roaring!

Crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME!

*Clap-clap-clapclapclap*

THAT WAS AWESOME!

*Clap-clap-clapclapclap*

THAT WAS AWESOME!

*Clap-clap-clapclapclap*

THAT WAS AWESOME!

*Clap-clap-clapclapclap*

Killer pushes her hair out of her eyes, seething like a demon as she gets back to her feet and grabs the steel chair again. She immediately just starts taking it to Daria on the mat, not even waiting for her to get up. She hits her across the back and ribs with it for about three strikes before Daria rolls onto her back and Killer presses the edge of the chair against her throat, snarling down at her. Killer starts taunting her to tap out right there. Give up right here. Daria struggles with the chair on her throat but she slips a leg between Killer’s and pulls it in with her heel catching behind her knee, causing her leg to buckle. Killer drops down and Daria’s able to shove the chair off of her throat and wrap an arm around Killer’s head, locking her up in a Guillotine with Bodyscissors! Daria wrenches HARD on Killer’s neck, screaming with frustration to try and motivate herself. The fans get behind her as Daria keeps the hold locked in tight. If Killer taps or passes out here, this match is over.

Crowd: CHOKE HER OUT! CHOKE HER OUT! CHOKE HER OUT! CHOKE HER OUT!

The camera gets a good closeup of Daria’s determined face, blood running down her mouth from her nose still. The referee checks to see if Killer wants to tap out but Killer looks to be going limp instead so he checks her arm and it drops.

ONE!

He checks her arm a second time. It drops.

TWO!

Daria keeps her hold on, hoping and praying for a third drop as the referee lifts Killer’s arm and lets go. It starts to drop–

THRE—

–but it shoots back up!!! The referee signals that the match is still on and Killer has risen like Frankenstein’s monster as she gets her feet planted on the mat as she grabs Daria and stands up. Killer literally pries Daria’s legs off from around her waist and lifts her into a stalling vertical suplex before dropping her back down to the mat!! Killer sits up, seething even more now and rolls out of the ring. She digs underneath for more goodies and comes out with a table that she starts to slide into the ring. Killer climbs back inside and starts setting the table up into the corner. She picks Daria back up to her feet and Irish Whips her against the table. Killer runs at the opposite corner, pushes off the turnbuckle and charges in for a Spear. She dives for it! Daria dives out of the way! Killer CRASHES head first through the table!!!! Daria drags her out of the rubble and goes for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE–

KICKOUT FROM KILLER!!!! Daria sits up on her knees and falls back in exhaustion. She gets back to her feet, backing up to let Killer start getting up. She pushes her kneepad down around her boot and slaps it. Killer starts getting up to her feet and has no idea Daria’s about to deliver some pain. Daria starts coming in for a Bicycle Knee Lift but she’s LEVELED by…no…not Killer. From the crowd, it seems, a large Hispanic man has appeared and put Daria on the mat with a bulldozing clothesline. The fans are booing. Who the hell is this guy?! He looks at Killer who instantly recognizes him and her face lights up with delight like she’s seeing an old friend. They clasp hands and dap each other up.

Eddie Red Apples:Amber! That’s Miguel Ortiz! He’s been making waves on the independent scene!

Amber Westgate: Friend of Kara Carbajal apparently, too!!!

Eddie Red Apples:He doesn’t need to be out here, though! Get him out!

Miguel’s in the middle of pulling a table out from the ring when he hears this and turns towards the commentary table and mouths “Is that right?”

Amber Westgate: I think he heard you, Eddie…

Miguel whistles to Killer in the ring and motions for her to bring Daria outside. Killer just ragdolls her over the top rope like a battle royale elimination and Miguel picks her up, throwing a knee to her ribs to make sure she doesn’t have enough fight in her.

Eddie Red Apples:Uhhhhh….

Amber Westgate: The hell is he doing?

Miguel lifts Daria up onto his shoulders into a crucifix hold and starts coming at the commentary table.

Amber Westgate: Shit, Eddie, move. Move! MOVE!!!

Eddie Red Apples:FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!

Miguel delivers the crucifix powerbomb to Daria right through the table, monitors and all. Daria yells out in pain as she lands right on one of the screens and her back locks up. This doesn’t stop Miguel from grabbing her by the hair and picking her up to throw her back into the ring. We can already see the huge red mark on her back with a small cut opened up in the skin from how she landed. Killer’s clapping and laughing in the ring as Miguel throws Daria back in and tells her “Get that ass, chica!” Killer picks Daria up, almost dead on her feet and lifts her into a suplex hold. She stalls, walking around a few steps. The referee can’t do a damn thing about what’s going on except hope security gets here. Killer delivers the JACKHAMMER to Daria and hooks up the leg, laughing at the hard cam.

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREE!!

Alex Lawson: The winner of the second fall…KARA CARBAJAL!!!

Eddie Red Apples:Yeah, you better thank your pal there Killer! Get him outta here!!

Amber Westgate: Where the hell is secur–thank god!

Amber doesn’t even finish her sentence before security comes jumping the barricade and rushing down the ramp. Miguel has enough time to throw Killer the deuces before he books it through the crowd. His damage has been done.

Alex Lawson: The third and final call will be contested…within a HELL IN A CELL!!

Eddie Red Apples:Ohhhhhhhhh, I was wondering what that thing was doing above the ring, Ambs!

Amber Westgate: Well, at least these two will be somewhat contained now and we won’t get hurt!

FINAL ROUND: HELL IN A CELL

The Hell In A Cell structure lowers down around the ring with the referee ordering Killer back into a corner until it settles. This gives Daria enough time to pick herself up, using the ropes in the opposite corner to lift herself up. She leans back against the corner and the referee checks on her to see if she’s okay. Daria winces but nods as the cell touches the floor. As soon as it does, Killer rushes across the ring and ragdolls the ref out of the way before she starts unloading shots to Daria. Killer grabs Daria around the neck and just ragdoll tosses her out of the corner and onto the mat. Daria rolls by the chair laying in the ring and Killer squats down in the corner, charging up for a Spear again. She comes charging in but Daria makes it up with that chair in her hands and whips around, swinging it like a matador’s cape at a charging bull. WHACK!!!! Right smack dab into Killer’s face!!!!! Killer goes down and Daria staggers to keep herself on her feet. She runs to the ropes and hits a Lionsault, landing right on Killer for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

TH–!!

Killer gets the shoulder up just in time! She sits up, revealing blood running down her face from the chairshot. Killer wipes her forehead and sees her own crimson lifeforce smeared on her fingers. This causes a flash of rage in her eyes as she and Daria get back to their feet. Killer gets up in Daria’s face and smears her own blood over the face of her opponent. Daria jerks her head back and blasts her with a forearm! Killer steps back, feeling the sting and rocks Daria with a forearm of her own. Daria answers with a backhand chop. Killer throws another forearm. The two start trading off shots. Chops from Daria. Forearms from Killer. Both women stand their ground until Killer takes a chop and answers back with a discus forearm that sends Daria stumbling back and Killer follows up with a clothesline over the top rope right by the cell door. Daria pulls herself up onto her feet and Killer goes for broke, wowing the fans as she hits the ropes and comes running in for a Suicide Dive that sends her and Daria crashing right into the cell door! The door busts open and they spill out in front of the ramp!!!

Amber Westgate: Well that didn’t keep them contained for very long!

Eddie Red Apples:Carbajal and Dorsey right out in front of the crowd now! This is getting out of control!

Amber Westgate: More out of control you mean!

Killer gets to her feet and pulls Daria up by the hair, whipping her against the wall of the cell. Daria hangs on to keep herself from sliding down but Killer takes advantage and comes in behind her, grabbing her by the head and begins to run her face along the chainlink like a cheese grater. Daria screams as the metal tears into her forehead and blood starts to ooze down. Killer pulls her away from the cell and shoves her back. Daria’s out on her feet as Killer grabs the door and whips it outward, ramming it into Daria and sends her backwards against the barricade. Daria holds onto the railing to keep herself somewhat vertical as Killer taunts the crowd about how she’s gonna fuck this bitch up! As she turns back around, however, Daria superkicks the cell door and it flies into Killer’s face, knocking her back against the doorframe of the structure. Killer leans up against it, holding her face as Daria steps back, runs in and dropkicks the door, sandwiching Killer between it and the doorframe.

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Daria sits up after crawling to the barricade and takes a much needed breather. Her face is starting to become completely covered in blood, as if Killer Carbajal’s. Both women donning that crimson mask as the insanity comes to a brief lull. Not enough to bore the crowd but enough to give both women a moment to catch their breath. Daria starts getting to her feet but so does Killer and she’s blocking the entrance to the cell so Daria moves to the wall and starts climbing!! Killer makes it up to her feet completely and looks up at Daria, taunting her with “Where you going Big Tits McGee?!” and starts climbing after her. Daria makes it up to the top first and rolls to safety before getting up to her feet. The chainlink buckles and sags under her feet. It looks like it could give in at any second. Daria steps back as Killer makes it to the top and stands to her feet. The two stand at the top of the cell in a staredown.

Crowd: PLEASE DON’T DIE! PLEASE DON’T DIE! PLEASE DON’T DIE!

Daria’s breathing is labored as she wipes the blood on her face and looks at it on her hand. With that same hand she motions for Killer to come on, let’s finish this. The two start approaching, meeting in the center of the cell roof. Killer goes for a shot but Daria jukes underneath it and gets behind her. Killer spins around and Daria catches her with a jab. A second jab. A third jab. A fourth jab! Daria cocks her fist back a fifth time, kisses her knuckles and goes for the grand finale but Killer catches her arm and dips underneath it, spins Daria around and takes her down with an Armbreaker! Daria clutches her arm as Killer sits up, laughing sadistically and gets to her feet. She steadies herself on the shifty cage roof under her feet and grabs Daria around the waist, looking for a deadlift German Suplex. The roof is unsteady underneath, however, and as she lifts Daria up, it almost gives out under one foot. This gives Daria the opportunity to throw an elbow back into her face, causing Killer to loosen her grip. Daria throws another shot and breaks free, spinning around where she catches her opponent with an Evenflow DDT!! The roof gives out just a little more!! Daria steps back and starts loading up another superkick as Killer pulls herself up to her feet but as she comes in for it, Killer scoops her up into a Fireman's Carry!! Before she can follow through with anything, however, Daria wiggles free and lands behind her. Killer spins around right into a European Uppercut, dazing her before Daria grabs her. Picks her up!! PHOENIX DRIVER (Takeo Driver) onto the roof!!!! THE ROOF GIVES AWAY AND KILLER GOES PLUMMETING BACK INSIDE THE CELL AND DOWN TO THE MAT!!!! Daria’s able to catch herself on the part of the cell that swung down inward but it’s only for a second before her slick, bloody fingers lose their grip and she hits the mat as well!!!!!

Eddie Red Apples:Somebody stop this damn match!!!!

Amber Westgate: I don’t think they’re getting up after that one, Eddie! Ref might wanna call this one!

The referee does check with both wrestlers and one way or another, receives word that they’re good to continue. The official decides to let them…if they can answer his count.

ONE!

…

TWO!

…

THREE!

…

FOUR!

Daria starts to stir first, reasonably as she took the less impactful fall. She rolls over onto her side, mouthing “Ahhhhh shit!”

FIVE!

…

SIX!

Killer rolls onto her side and grabs the bottom rope, beginning to try and pull herself up. Daria does the same across from her.

SEVEN!

…

EIGHT!

Killer grabs the middle rope and pulls herself up, planting one foot. Daria does the same and it’s enough for the ref to stop his count. Daria and Killer make it up to their feet. Daria backs away from the ropes, turns and Killer comes in with her signature Stiff Lariat LEVELING her back onto the mat!!! Killer goes down again, as well, grimacing in pain. Both are down and out again but before the ref can start another count, Killer crawls over and covers Daria.

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREE–


NO!!!!

Daria shoots her shoulder up off of the mat again!!! Killer rolls onto her back, pounding a fist on the mat beside her. She turns over and crawls out of the ring, finding her footing as she makes her way over to the ring steps. She grabs the top half and rips them loose, biting through the pain it causes in her muscles as she tosses it aside before picking up the flatter, bottom half. Killer slides it into the ring and rolls back in, standing up and going for Daria again. She picks her back up and brings her over to the steps and sets up for the Jackhammer again. The crowd’s screaming for her to not do this as she throws them a middle finger and goes for the lift. Daria goes up but Killer’s knees buckle and Daria comes back down behind her. She whips Killer around, grabs her by the head and jumps back off the steps, SLAMMING HER FACE FIRST INTO THE STEPS WITH A SITOUT FACEBUSTER!!!!!!! Killer bounces off the steps and sprawls out on the mat. Daria steps down and stumbles over, looking for a cover but Killer’s still got some fight in her as she starts kicking at Daria to get her back. Daria answers by catching her legs and starts twisting her up, locking in DARIA’S INFERNO (Edgecator)!!!! Both wrestlers are a bloody mess as they scream over each other. Daria in determination and conviction. Killer in absolute pain as her already battered body is racked with more from the submission hold. She tries to hold out for as long as she can but after what seems like forever, she grits her teeth and slaps the mat over and over, prompting the ref to call for the bell.

Alex Lawson: Here is your winner…DARIA DORSEY!!!!

Eddie Red Apples:Daria’s done it!!!!! She has survived the wrath of Kara Carbajal!!!

Amber Westgate: Barely, by the looks of it!! These two looked like they were out to end one another’s careers!!!

Daria has released the hold and collapses to the ring mat, thankful that the match is over. Killer looks torn between relief as well though also disgruntled at the final result. Daria is helped up by the referee to have her arm raised. She raises her other arm with it to the adoration of the crowd.

WINNER: DARIA DORSEY

RESULT: SUBMISSION

[Kai Morgan]

We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Diamond Steele. As soon as she is shown that draws immediate cheers from the crowd. She smirks as the cameras zoom in on her face and she begins to speak.

Diamond: Bloody hell if I didn’t know any better considering the huge reaction that I am getting I would say that I am definitely at the greatest place on Earth! Now in the mind of somebody like Razzles she would eagerly cheer out DISNEY WORLD but we know that isn’t the case. It has always been home! It has always been right here in London and tonight the fans are going to get exactly what they want. They are going to get the two biggest British names in Zion today in the main event at the biggest show of the year. It doesn’t get any better than this!

The crowd begins to cheer very loudly as Diamond isn’t used to this type of ovation. She nods her head with a smirk as she continues to speak.

Diamond: I mean we are actually getting THAT match that people dream of. I know all of us are dreaming for Anthony Joshua and Tyson Fury to get their shit together to put on a mega fight right here in this stadium!

The crowd begins to boo at this point as she smirks and speaks some more.

Diamond: Yeah my thoughts exactly, but here are two women from England who actually give an arse about what their people think, and for our beloved Queen who is looking down upon us we are going to put on quite the show. When I first was drafted over to Mayhem I was upset that I had to deal with Razzles again. It has been like the never ending story, all we have done was fight, fight, and fight some more. Tonight we finish the fight and regardless of what happens I am going to openly admit I respect the woman that she is. She is an amazing wrestler. She is definitely the best person I have ever been in the ring with and she deserves this spotlight. What I don’t appreciate is people like Katrina getting involved and trying to change the narrative on what should be an epic feud. It’s all because of Katrina why I was out on the sidelines for an entire cycle and I am sick of that. I DIDN’T NEED HELP AND IF I AM TO LOSE LET ME GO OUT ON MY OWN SWORD!

The audience pops loud for Diamond as they respect the determination. All of a sudden the Gem Stones walk into the shot as Ruby has her hands on her hips.

Ruby: Timeout cousin, what do you mean best two Brits in the business and that you don’t need help?! Are you insinuating that Razzles is better than Sapphire?!

Sapphire: Or that she is better than Ruby?!

Emerald: On top of that we are here to help you, and if we are included on those that shouldn’t get involved we have something to say about that.

Diamond looks at her band members before shrugging her shoulders.

Diamond: Look I appreciate all you ladies do but Razzles deserves the best. I have come to realize that she is a top tier athlete and I don’t want these London fans to feel disheartened at some type of bullshit. For you Sapphire you may not understand because you are from Manchester and half welsh at that. Ruby you were bron here but just like your sister you have that Welsh side in you. Emerald you can’t even talk because you are fully Scottish.

Emerald: You are half Scottish too!

Diamond: True but I always loved London. This is where I have lived for 12 years until my family moved us all the way to New York and similarly Razzles moved over to the states at 18. We are both women cut from the same exact cloth and tonight it just needs to be a fair match between us both. I am accepting of whatever happens tonight, but you need to respect that I have to do this on this own. Do I have your word you won’t get involved?!

The Gems just stare at her as nobody says anything. Diamond just looks at them and shakes her head.

Diamond: Poppycock… I don’t have time for this. Just respect my wishes and remember that nothing wil lever shine as bright as a DIAMOND!

With that Diamond walks in the direction of the ring and we leave this image.

[Kai Morgan]

Vivian Blake: The following contest…is your MAIN EVENT…and is a LONDON! STREET FIGHT!



Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring boos. Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers. Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who boos louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin.



A pulsing beat of light flickers the stage and the fans in hues of pink. It flashes, before the howling starting notes of "Strawberry Shake" by POP LEVI reverberate through the PA system.

AWOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And just like that, Wembley Stadium erupts, with each and every fan on their feet and losing their minds over the appearance of Razzles Mars!

Winter Mae: The foundation of Wembley Stadium may have just been shaken beyond repair! I have never hear an ovation as big as the one we’re getting for Razzles Mars tonight!

Trick Morrison: I can barely hear myself think, Winter! Holy shit!

The beat increases, as "Strawberry Shake" gets into its energetic beat. Razzles Mars excitedly rushes out past the velvet lined curtains, a lollipop's stick seen prodding from between her lips. She bounces on the stage, hands clapping in time with the beat, hyping up the crowd.

She undoes the attachments of her entrance jacket and skirt and a few high fives from the fans in attendance, before excitedly climbing the stairs. Taking a moment to pose for pictures, she doesn’t seem to notice as Diamond Steele rushes in and nails her with a shot from behind taking her down to the ringside area as the bell rings!



Diamond catches up to Razzles at the ringside area, throwing her into the steel steps! She once again tosses her rival like a ragdoll, throwing her right into the barricade! The crowd boos as Diamond mounts the barrier, posturing to all the fans in Wembley Stadium! The intensity of the booing matches that of the cheering that came mere moments before, with the one way support being blatantly obvious by this point! Mars is able to get back into this one however, grabbing at Steele’s ankle before pulling her down from the barricade, with Steele’s head bouncing off the top of it! She follows up throwing Steele into the ring apron before laying into her a set of stiff strikes! She throws her back into the ring, before searching under the apron for the first weapon of the match! She smiles, pulling out her rock candy baseball bat before getting back in the ring! She lifts the bat up, looking for a swing, but Steele gets out of the way, swerving every hit from Mars to avoid getting bloodied! She eventually manages to fend off Mars, nailing her in the midsection with a Kick to make her drop the bat!

Steele follows up, grabbing hold of a doubled-over Mars and running her shoulder first into the ringpost! Steele isn’t finished there however, rolling out of the ring and climbing up the steel steps next to her before getting a hold on the right arm! She proceeds to torture the troubled shoulder of Mars, throwing her arm into the ring post repeatedly until she gets tired! Mars falls back in the ring, with Steele quickly taking to the top rope! She waits for Mars to make it to her feet, before jumping off with a Diving Crossbody! But Mars has it scouted, nailing Diamond from out of midair with a Dropkick! Mars gets the rock candy baseball bat off the back, nailing a shot to Steele’s back as she gets to her knees! Steele falls to her hands and knees now, with Mars nailing her with another shot with the bat! This shot hits a little harder than the others, with the top of the bat breaking off from it! Steele sees this, with the gears in her head turning as a result! Mars lifts the bat up for another shot, but Steele takes a leap of faith, popping up in Mars’ face to rake her eyes, before grabbing the broken tip of the rock candy bat and smashing it over her head! Mars falls to the mat, the shot nearly knocking her unconscious! It’s not enough for Steele however, who grabs the broken bat off the mat and begins to rake it across Mars’ forehead, causing the blood to spill from the top of her head!

Steele pulls Mars to her feet, nailing her with a Release German Suplex! She looks to go for a pin, but Mars smartly rolls out of the ring and away from her grasp! An annoyed Steele pushes forward, slowly crawling towards the ropes in pursuit of her opponent! Mars catches Steele by surprise however, with a thick cloud of what looks like smoke blowing right into her face! We pan over to see Mars handling a fire extinguisher, with extinguisher fluid now clouding the inside the ring as Mars makes her way back in! Steele is gagging on the mat as Mars unloads the entirety of the small canister onto her! Once she realizes she’s all emptied out, she takes to the corner, seemingly preparing to rush Steele with the extinguisher when she gets to her feet! This turns out not to be the case however, with Mars instead tossing it into her hands before running at her with a Big Boot that sends it into her face! She slumps on top of Steele for the first pin attempt of the match!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Steele! Mars looks to keep the advantage, grabbing Steele off the mat by her leg and getting in position for the Stretch Muffler! Steele doesn’t let the move be put on in full however, pulling herself up over Mars’ head before slipping down her back and nailing her with a Canadian Destroyer! Mars spikes the top of her head on the mat, with Steele immediately going for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Mars! Steele rolls out of the ring now, looking for another weapon underneath the apron as Mars tries to recover! She smiles with delight over what she’s found, pulling out an acoustic guitar! She rolls back into the ring, waiting for Mars to get back to her feet before going for a swing with the instrument! Mars dodges it however, jumping up and nailing Mars with a Dropkick! Steele gets back to her feet, with Mars now in possession of the guitar! She lifts it up, going for a swing, but Steele catches it, pushing back against Mars’ force as much as she can before pushing her back with a Headbutt! She gets control of the guitar once again, using it wisely as she cocks back and breaks it over Mars’ head!

Trick Morrison: First time I’ve seen someone draw a dime from doing that!

Steele kneels down as Mars rolls towards the apron! She looks down at the shattered remains of the acoustic guitar before grabbing something that has her attention! She gets her hands on one of the strings, wrapping them around her hands before catching up to Mars on the apron! She catches her from behind as she tries to stand up, wrapping the guitar string around her throat! Mars is in trouble now, fighting for dear life as Steele looks to throttle the air out of her lungs! Steele proceeds to climb to the second rope for leverage, a move that ends up costing her big time as Mars begins to get hold on the string! She gives the string a mighty tug, sending Steele toppling over the top rope and straight to the floor at ringside! Steele is howling with pain at this point, with the fall causing heavy damage to her back! Mars catches her breath as Steele tries to reach a vertical base again! She eventually makes it to her feet, with Mars rushing across the apron to hit her with an Apron Senton!

Mars redirects her attention to the apron once again, grabbing a table from underneath and leaning it against the corner of the barricade! She gets Steele to her feet, looking to send her into the table! But Steele reserves, nailing Mars with a Bulldog to the floor instead! Steele redirects her attention now, feeling out the padding lining the concrete floor as an idea begins to form! She grabs at the protective padding, ripping it off its foundation and revealing a solid concrete ground underneath! Steele waits for Mars to get to her feet, before looking for a Floatover DDT! But Mars reverses, taking Steele to the concrete with a Northern Lights Suplex! She rolls Steele back into the ring, before going for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

TH-

Kick out by Steele! Mars looks to finish this one off, going to the top rope before looking for the Mars Rover! But Steele moves out of the way of the Diving Somersault Leg Drop, leaving Mars to hit the mat in seated position before nailing her from behind with a stiff Knee Strike! Steele decides to translate her idea at ringside to the ring, going to the corner before ripping the mat from the canvas, revealing the driftwood skeleton underneath! She once again waits for Mars to make it to her feet, before rushing over hitting a FLOATOVER DDT!! RIGHT ONTO THE DRIFTWOOD!! Steele with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THRE-

Kick out by Mars! Steele looks to finish this one, getting Mars in position before looking for Shipwrecked! But Mars quickly reverses, pulling Steele down to the mat for a Feint Schoolboy! Steele rolls to her knees, with Mars not that far behind with a Kick to the side of Steele’s head! Steele is slumped next to the ropes, with Mars getting ideas now as she takes to the apron! She launches over, nailing Steele with a MARS-IPAN KABLAM!! SLINGSHOT DDT ON THE DRIFTWOOD!! Mars with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THRE-

Kick out by Steele! Mars takes to the top rope now, looking to end this one with the PEPPERMINT TWIST!! SKY TWISTER CONNECTS!! Mars with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Steele! Mars is in utter shock, unable to believe that didn’t put her away! Mars eventually decides to move to the outside, looking under the ring before pulling out a leather strap! Steele brings her head up just in time to see the visual of Mars with that strap, beside herself with fear as she remembers how their last encounter involving one went! She attempts to back away, but is too weak to escape by this point! Mars smacks her across the back with the strap, nailing again and again and AGAIN!! Welts begin to form on Steele’s back, but Mars is still not letting up, smacking her with the strap until the skin on her opponent’s back starts to bruise and blister! Mars eventually lets up, using the strap for leverage as she locks in the MARS BAR!! FUJIWARA ARMBAR IS IN!! Steele reaches for the ropes, even going as far as to get a hold of the bottom rope for a few fleeting moments! But it doesn’t matter! Rope breaks don’t count in a Street Fight! She puts a hand up, looking like she’s about to tap, but NO! She plants a hand into the mat, before pulling herself out of move and commandeering the strap from Mars!

Mars realizes the peril she’s in now that shoe is on the other foot, attempting to crawl away from Steele! However Steele takes a different approach to punishment when it comes to the strap, pressing a knee into Mars’ back and wrapping the leather around her throat! Mars is unable to breathe now as Steele once again attempts to strangle the life out of her! Mars quickly begins to fade, with the Strawberry Clobber’s eyes turning an aptly red shade! They eventually close as Steele’s grip is released, however not by her own volition! Her grip instead gets broken from the strap giving in to the pressure and snapping in half! The official begins to step in now, checking to see if Mars is even still conscious!

Winter Mae: The official for once in this entire contest has no choice but to step in!

Trick Morrison: Well it has to be a miracle after that brutal assault if Mars is still breathing, let alone conscious!

The official goes for the hand test, lifting Mars’ arm in the air before dropping it! The hand gets just a few centimeters away from the mat before Mars takes full control of it again, showing that she’s still awake! She’s still in this! All this comes to the shock of Diamond Steele, who watches in horror as Mars rises in front of her with her back turned! Almost like seeing a corpse re-animate itself! Steele doesn’t waste any time in snuffing her out however, running up and nailing her with the DIAMOND CUTTER!! Diamond goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO!! MARS KICKS OUT!! Steele is in shock, not knowing what to do! However, she quickly finds out, rushing out of the ring and looking under the apron before pulling out a burlap sack! She re-enters the ring, spilling the contents onto the mat to reveal hundreds of thumbtacks! She waits for Mars to get to her feet, before attempting to hit a Diamond Cutter onto the tacks! But Mars reverses, pushing her away before catching when she comes back with a DDT!! By the grace of God alone, Diamond falls just short of the pile of tacks; however, Mars scales the top rope, ensuring that her luck is running out! She looks for the dive, but Steele acts quickly bursting to her feet and hitting the ropes to rack Mars on the top turnbuckle! Steele looks down at the thumbtacks, then back to Mars on the top rope, getting an idea! She climbs out to the apron, jumping onto the top rope before attempting a Springboard Diamond Cutter! However, Mars is having none of it, pushing Diamond away and throwing her RIGHT ONTO THE TACKS!!

Trick Morrison: HOLY FUCK!!

Winter Mae: I can’t look, Trick…I can’t!!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT!
HO-LY SHIT!
HO-LY SHIT!
HO-LY SHIT!

Despite the immense reaction of the fans, you can still hear the pain laden shrieks of Diamond Steele in all corners of Wembley Stadium! Pain shoots through every part of Steele’s body as the tacks penetrate her back, arms, and thighs! Mars doesn’t hesitate however, leaping from the top rope and nailing Steele with the PEPPERMINT TWIST!! SECOND SKY TWISTER!! Mars with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO!! KICK OUT!! KICK OUT BY DIAMOND STEELE!!

Trick Morrison: ARE!! YOU!! FUCKING!! KIDDING!! ME?!?!

Winter Mae: After the bat! After the concrete! After the thumbtacks! After EVERYTHING! How is Diamond Steele still in this match?!

Trick Morrison: Just give up, Diamond! Give up! Is putting away Razzles Mars really worth shortening your career?!

Mars looks dejected, almost in tears as she realizes Diamond’s not letting up. She decides to give it one more go, climbing to the top rope and going for another Peppermint Twist! But Steele catches her, pulling her right into SHIPWRECKED!! MODIFIED FUJIWARA ARMBAR IS IN!! Mars is in trouble now, with Steele wrenching the arm back! Mars attempts to make an escape, the fingers of her extended arm getting locked with one of the tacks embedded in Steele’s skin! She twists it around to get Steele to cease, but it only makes her bend harder, leaning back until head touches the mat on the other side! This helps Mars out immensely, as she cocks her free arm out and unloads with a Elbow on Steele’s head, causing her to release the hold! Mars starts to get back to her feet, trying to recoup her arm! However, the most predictable thing in the world happens, as Ruby Steele and Sapphire Taylor rush out from the back! Ruby jumps onto the apron, with Mars immediately nailing her with a Dropkick to send her off! Meanwhile, Sapphire takes off around the ring, jumping to the top rope and looking for a dive! But Mars thwarts her plan as well, rushing over and pushing her from the top rope and into the table leaning on the barricade at ringside! Mars takes a moment to catch her breath, turning around right into a DIAMOND CUTTER!! DIAMOND STEELE FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!! She goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO!! ANOTHER KICK OUT FROM MARS!! Steele has gotten sick of the constant resiliency from Mars, deciding to throw her a curveball! She takes to the top rope, looming over Mars before hitting her with the PEPPERMINT TWIST!! DIAMOND STEELE WITH RAZZLES MARS’ FINISHER!! She goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! Pin is broken up, but not by Mars! Steele yanks Mars’ head off the mat at the last possible moment, deciding to seal the deal! She slowly climbs to the top rope, diving off for another Peppermint Twist! But Mars pops up, nailing Steele with the DIAMOND CUTTER!! MARS RETURNS THE FAVOR WITH STEELE’S OWN MOVE!! OUT OF NOWHERE!! Mars with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

ANOTHER KICK OUT BY DIAMOND STEELE!! Mars decides to end this one for good, waiting in the corner for Steele to get up before rushing towards her! But Steele reverses, sending Mars into the corner before taking her down with a DIAMOND CUTTER!! Steele gets a devious idea, proceeding to unbuckle the top turnbuckle from the ring! She gets it all the way off, approaching Mars with the ring ropes now, mounting her back once again before wrapping them around her throat! She is determined to make Mars pass out! Mars begins to fade, but a shining beacon seems to stand out to her in the form of the neck of the broken acoustic guitar! She just barely gets a hold of it, before swinging for the fences and smacking Steele over the head with it! The shot causes her to double back, releasing the hold! Mars catches her breath a bit before noticing Steele rushing over to her! Mars acts quickly, running towards her as well before hitting the BLOODY SUNDAE!! RUNNING KNEE STRIKE!! RAZZLES’ RAREST MOVE CONNECTS!! Mars with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!!



Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…RAZZLES! MARS!!

Winter Mae: Bodies have bent, maimed, tested, all in the name of this month's spanning rivalry! But the end is now here, and it’s with Razzles Mars standing on top!

Trick Morrison: These two put each other through hell! But at the end of the day, Mars was able to persevere! She was able to conquer!

Mars lays beside the fallen body of Diamond Steele for a moment, collecting her thoughts! She hardly has the energy to move, let alone celebrate, but she tries anyway, getting to her feet and having her hand raised by the official! Mars takes to the ropes, climbing up and raising her arms as the fans get to their feet for her!

She comes down, noticing Diamond Steele sat in the corner, seemingly down on herself from the match's result! Mars staggers over to her, helping her to her feet in a seemingly innocent gesture, before attempting to hobble away! But Steele isn’t done with Mars, catching up to her in the center of the ring and yanking her to turn around! Mars looks towards Steele defensively, preparing for another fight! But instead, Diamond just extends a hand! Mars looks skeptically at Diamond for a moment, before eventually accepting it, the two shaking hands in the center of the ring! The shake eventually turns into a hug, as the two competitors show in the end that they actually have a lot of respect for one another!

The night ends with the sight of Steele, willingly raising Mars’ arm in victory!

WINNER: RAZZLES MARS
RESULT: PINFALL