Post by Kai Morgan on Nov 19, 2022 18:16:11 GMT
As the opening video closes, the lights to the 3Arena go out, the stage illuminating to the beat of the second half of the second verse!
We looked at the price tag, and it's one we can't afford
We were taught that progression means accumulating more…
Just then, the arena bursts to life, with lights spanning the entire arena!
The view fades to the Zion Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion Haruka Fukuhara, pacing around with the title over her shoulder in a dark room only lit by a single light from the top. Clearly, the Ice Emperor is frustrated about something, or else she'd be calm and sitting.
Haruka Fukuhara: I keep hearing that I need to prove my worth. Or earn my keep.
Fukuhara looks to the camera, her silver belt shining in the white light.
Haruka Fukuhara: My counter to that is I have held two championships and left my mark everywhere I've wrestled. My worth is on a world championship level... and yet no matter how many times I've proven that worth, the question still obviously needs asked.
Haruka motions her next words, pointing a finger gun to her head and raising a hand high.
Haruka Fukuhara: Hand to your god, gun to your head, do you think that I still need to prove my worth because you genuinely think I can't quite hang with the rest of this roster? Or do you think so because you just don't like me? And by the way? There is a correct answer.
The World Heavyweight Champion taps her head with her finger gun, quickly sliding them down before continuing.
Haruka Fukuhara: I'll get to my girls in a second, but Avalanche aside? I don't like a single person on any of the rosters I'm on. Be it here, NFW, XIX... but I can at the very least respect their accomplishments elsewhere and know they're good at what they do. And nine times out of ten, I beat those people. Senseless. But seemingly in spite of that... I have never been granted that same respect. No one in Avalanche has. We have all won at least one championship since forming months back. No respect for that. Not even so much as a "thank you." Which, at this point, I'm used to. I don't mind, my job tends to be thankless.
Fukuhara slowly shakes her head no, looking dead on into the camera lens.
Haruka Fukuhara: But to extend that same disrespect to the three people on these rosters I like... when they didn't have a briefcase that they earned by defeating most of this roster in the first place... when no one expected them to win titles... when there was no excuse when they did win? It's sickening, and eventually? Everyone in this building, from the people who paid to be here to the people who pay those in the back to stay here, will apologize to them for the complete lack of respect... when all my girls ever did was everything right.
The Ice Emperor raises her eyebrows a bit, ready to finish her diatribe.
Haruka Fukuhara: My point? If, for whatever reason, we still need to prove our worth to you even in spite of the fact that we have? Then maybe Avalanche isn't the problem in the first place. Maybe, just maybe... you need to reevaluate everything you know. Because we are worth.
The view fades from Haruka's stern face to the ring.
Haruka Fukuhara: I keep hearing that I need to prove my worth. Or earn my keep.
Fukuhara looks to the camera, her silver belt shining in the white light.
Haruka Fukuhara: My counter to that is I have held two championships and left my mark everywhere I've wrestled. My worth is on a world championship level... and yet no matter how many times I've proven that worth, the question still obviously needs asked.
Haruka motions her next words, pointing a finger gun to her head and raising a hand high.
Haruka Fukuhara: Hand to your god, gun to your head, do you think that I still need to prove my worth because you genuinely think I can't quite hang with the rest of this roster? Or do you think so because you just don't like me? And by the way? There is a correct answer.
The World Heavyweight Champion taps her head with her finger gun, quickly sliding them down before continuing.
Haruka Fukuhara: I'll get to my girls in a second, but Avalanche aside? I don't like a single person on any of the rosters I'm on. Be it here, NFW, XIX... but I can at the very least respect their accomplishments elsewhere and know they're good at what they do. And nine times out of ten, I beat those people. Senseless. But seemingly in spite of that... I have never been granted that same respect. No one in Avalanche has. We have all won at least one championship since forming months back. No respect for that. Not even so much as a "thank you." Which, at this point, I'm used to. I don't mind, my job tends to be thankless.
Fukuhara slowly shakes her head no, looking dead on into the camera lens.
Haruka Fukuhara: But to extend that same disrespect to the three people on these rosters I like... when they didn't have a briefcase that they earned by defeating most of this roster in the first place... when no one expected them to win titles... when there was no excuse when they did win? It's sickening, and eventually? Everyone in this building, from the people who paid to be here to the people who pay those in the back to stay here, will apologize to them for the complete lack of respect... when all my girls ever did was everything right.
The Ice Emperor raises her eyebrows a bit, ready to finish her diatribe.
Haruka Fukuhara: My point? If, for whatever reason, we still need to prove our worth to you even in spite of the fact that we have? Then maybe Avalanche isn't the problem in the first place. Maybe, just maybe... you need to reevaluate everything you know. Because we are worth.
The view fades from Haruka's stern face to the ring.
MATCH #1: SERENA RIOT & ARIA VS AVALANCHE
Alex Lawson: The following tag team contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alex Lawson: Introducing first…from Cleveland, Ohio…weighing in at 150 lbs…”The G.O.A.T.”...Serena! Riot!
Next…from Chandler, Arizona…weighing in at 125 lbs…”The Sacred Detective”...ARIA!
And their opponents…representing Avalanche…at a combined weight of 293 lbs…Hana Kaneko and the Zion Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion…Haruka! Fukuhara!
Riot and Kaneko start this match for their respective teams! The two slowly shuffle towards each other in the center of the ring, before Kaneko rushes in and catches Riot by surprise with a Waistlock! Kaneko attempts to lift her opponent off the mat, but Riot refuses to budge, giving her all her weight to prevent herself from being lifted. Kaneko decides to plan around this, pushing Riot to the ropes and attempting an O’Connor Roll! Riot hooks her arms on the ropes, leaving Kaneko to roll to the mat on her own! She rushes back towards Riot, looking for a Clothesline to the back of the head! But Riot ducks underneath, before catching Kaneko from behind and dumping her with a German Suplex! She bridges for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kaneko! Riot pulls her to her feet, wrenching the arm before beginning to drag her to the corner! But Kaneko begins to resist, planting her feet to the mat before pulling Riot in instead for a Clothesline! She keeps hold on Riot’s arm as she hits the ground, pulling her up and right into a Northern Lights Suplex! She pulls Riot up, getting her on her shoulders before hitting the G2S! Riot staggers on the mat, leaving an opening for Kaneko to hit the ropes and nail a Handspring Cutter! Kaneko with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Riot! Kaneko pulls her up to her feet, looking for a Suplex! But Riot slips her grip, landing on the mat behind Kaneko instead! She pushes Kaneko to the corner of the ring, allowing Haruka Fukuhara to get the tag on her back! She rushes in, looking for a Lariat to Riot, but she ducks underneath, catching her with a Boot to the midsection before hitting the ropes! Fukuhara catches Riot upon her return, nailing her with a stiff Lariat that turns her inside out! Pin by Fukuhara!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Riot, who begins calling to her corner towards ARIA! Fukuhara attempts to cut this off by grabbing at the ankle of Riot, but she kicks her hand away before successfully making the tag! ARIA rushes into the ring, immediately hitting Fukuhara with a Dropkick! She pops to her feet, knocking Kaneko off the apron with a Forearm! She rushes back towards Fukuhara, ducking underneath a Lariat attempt before going forthe Zircon Cutter! But Fukuhara pushes her away, before nailing her with the GOD BOTHERER!! BIG BOOT CONNECTS, WITH A STOMP AT THE END!! She goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
NO! Pin broken up by Riot! This prompts Kaneko to jump into action, sliding under the bottom rope to get into the ring! This leaves her in perfect position however, with Riot nailing her with the WICKED WAYS!! CURBSTOMP TO KANEKO!! Fukuhara doesn’t take this lying down, grabbing Riot from behind and throwing her into the ring post shoulder first! Riot slips out of the ring and to the floor, with Fukuhara distracted just enough to give ARIA a chance to sneak up with a Schoolboy Roll Up!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THRE-
Kick out by Fukuhara, but ARIA is ready for her, making it to her feet first and nailing her with a Superkick! She hoists Fukuhara on her shoulders, before going for the JUDGING STRIKE!! DEATH VALLEY DRIVER CONNECTS!! ARIA looks to finish this one off, taking to the corner and setting up for Justice For All! But Kaneko comes back into the fold out of desperation, grabbing at ARIA’s ankle to prevent her from rushing out of the corner! This gives Fukuhara a chance to rush over and hit her with a Knee Lift in the corner! She pushes ARIA out of the corner, before getting her in position for To The Mines! But Riot cuts back in, nailing Fukuhara with a Superkick before hitting the ropes and nailing the WICKED WAYS!! CURB STOMP TO FUKUHARA!! ARIA watches as the champion’s head bounces off the mat, taking the opportunity to rush over and hit JUSTICE FOR ALL!! RUNNING KNEE STRIKE!! ARIA with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!!
Alex Lawson: The winners of this match…Serena Riot and ARIA!
Eddie Red Apples: Unbelieveable! ARIA just got a pinfall victory over the World Champion, albeit with some assistance from Serena Riot!
Amber Westgate: That has to deal a great amount of damage to Haruka Fukuhara’s psyche however! If ARIA can manage to do that again next week, she may be the new World Heavyweight Champion!
ARIA rolls out of the ring with Riot, with the two celebrating up the ramp! Fukuhara stares wide-eyed at her challenger for next week, almost disgusted at how this match ended as we fade.
WINNERS: SERENA RIOT & ARIA
RESULT: PINFALL
We cut backstage to find Kara “Killer” Carbajal and Miguel Ortiz, collectively known as Killer Instinct standing in front of a Friday Night Fusion backdrop. Carbajal is clutching the opening of her kutte with both hands while Ortiz has his hands tucked into the pockets of his leather pants. Both have sinister smirks plastered across their faces as they glare into the camera.
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: A ruthless determination to succeed and/or win… that is what having a killer instinct means. I have it… and so does Miguel…
Ortiz nods in agreement.
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: And we showed that last week when we obliterated both The House of Wolves and the World Tag Team Champions, Thotline Miami!
Miguel Ortiz: Killer Instinct is more than just a name; it’s a lifestyle for the two of us in and out of the ring. Last week was a taste of what we’re capable of. We all know what KC can do in the ring, and you’ve had a sampling of what I’m able to accomplish.
The smirk on Miguel's face grew as he glanced over at Kara.
Miguel Ortiz: The other teams around here have thought they're the hottest shit around for too long. That's only because they haven't had any proper competition… until now. The House of Wolves shall be the first of many that will, officially, fall to us where it matters.
The Shieldmaiden chuckles, nodding at the words from her tag team partner.
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: There won’t be a tag team division left once we have laid waste to them all and captured those World Tag Team Championships! And as far as tonight goes?! Well… while wolves do indeed have a killer instinct… The House of Wolves don’t exactly strike us as wolves at all! They’re more like…
KC folds her tree trunk like arms across her broad chest, looking up as though trying to think of another animal to describe them as.
Miguel Ortiz: They’re goldfish, plain and simple. Useless, no real fight in them. If you don’t feed them, they glub around and wither away pathetically. They’ll follow each other mindlessly, but when you’re part of a hive, I guess that’s the only thing you can do.
Ortiz rolled his eyes as he shifted his weight on his feet.
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: Couldn’t have said it better myself, Miguel. Tonight… the REAL wolves will feast on the pretenders. And as for you, Thotline Miami? We hope you’ll be paying very close attention. Because once we’re done with The House of Wolves? We’ll be coming for you and those World Tag Team Championships.
Ortiz chuckles and nods before the two walk off camera as we cut elsewhere.
MATCH #2: KILLER INSTINCT VS THE HOUSE OF WOLVES
Ortiz and Danae start off for their teams as they circle the ring and go for a lock up! Danae gets the Wristlock, but Ortiz quickly pushes her to the mat to escape! Danae gets to her feet, immediately running into a Big Boot by Ortiz! He gets Danae to her feet, pulling her into the corner before tagging in Carbajal! He pins her in the corner, with Carbajal rushing in and hitting him with a Running Splash! She pulls Danae up, tossing her to the mat with Fallaway Slam! Danae tries to go for the tag to Kassandra, but Carbajal cuts her off, lifting her off the mat in a Waistlock! She attempts to throw Danae across the ring with a German Suplex! But Danae reverses with a Snapmare, before catching Carbajal as she rushes back towards her by hoisting her on her shoulders! She brings her down with a Double Knee Gutbuster, before going for the pin for the two!
Danae gets Carbajal to her feet, dragging her over to the corner and going for the tag to Kassandra! The two work together, looking for a Double Suplex! But Carbajal refuses mid-lift with a Double DDT instead! She pulls Kassandra to her feet, nailing her with a Two-Handed Chokebomb before pinning for the two!
Carbajal looks to finish this one off, waiting in the corner for Kassandra to get up before going for the Spear! But Kassandra reverses, catching her with a Big Boot instead! She takes to the corner now, waiting for Carbajal to get up before hitting the Titan Spike (Panama Sunrise)! She goes for the pin, nearly getting the full count before Miguel Ortiz cuts in to break it up!
Danae runs in to help now, getting taken down with a Spear by Ortiz for her efforts! Kassandra grabs Ortiz from behind, nailing him with her signature Full Nelson Slam! She turns her attention back to Carbajal, getting her in position for the Kass Smash! Carbajal gets out of the Pumphandle Slam midlift however, landing behind Kassandra and getting her into the Rear Naked Choke! Kassandra looks to be fading, but she doesn’t relent, grabbing hold of the bottom rope to force the move to be broken up! Carbajal refuses to let go however, with the official demanding the release of the move before threatening the five count! Carbajal persists however, with the referee blowing through the full five count as the life leaves Kassandra’s eyes! Kassandra is completely unconscious by this point, but it doesn’t matter to the referee, who disqualifies Carbajal for not adhering to the count!
Alex Lawson: The winners of this match, as a result of a disqualification…The House! Of Wolves!
Carbajal and Ortiz care not for the result of the match, continuing their beat down on the Wolves in an effort to make an example out of them! This eventually prompts the appearance of Thotline Miami, who rush down to the ring to save their rivals from the attack!
Eddie Red Apples: What a turn by Thotline Miami! Just weeks ago, these two teams were at each other’s throats!
Amber Westgate: Killer Instinct showed here and last week that they’re a huge threat! That tends to bring people together!
Collins and Gibson quickly dispatch Killer Instinct, with the World Tag Team Champions standing tall as we fade!
WINNERS: THE HOUSE OF WOLVES
RESULT: DISQUALIFICATION
Daria is in the gym, seated on a bench, as she was looking down, away from the camera as it zoomed in on her.
Daria Dorsey
"These kids, you know… they're hungry. I get it. I was just like them a couple years ago."
She said, looking up to the camera, slumped over a bit as she was in some thought about herself and these new enemies of her's.
Daria Dorsey
"That's the thing about hunger, sometimes it causes you to make bad decisions… When I first got in this industry, I joined a group known as the Queen's Court as an enforcer of sorts… no one wanted to train an LFL cast-off, but, they took me in… they kept a chokehold that inevitably killed the company. I was tempted to leave the business after that, until Kai Morgan found me and offered me a shot here at Zion…"
She said with a bit of a warm, nostalgic smile.
Daria Dorsey
"I had a chance to redeem my mistake, and help Zion grow to the force it is, today…"
The smile would quickly fade, as she was getting serious about her opponents.
Daria Dorsey
"And these people from BRKTHRU, I see the same thing I saw in myself… and I hated it. They think they can make an example out of me, and this federation. No, it's not going to be this way. I'm stopping this here and now, and teaching them a lesson they'll never forget. BRKTHRU… you want to send a message? I'm going to send you back battered and beaten, and if you're lucky, you can walk back there on your own volition. You're getting a crash course in Sports Education, and class is about to be in session."
Daria said, staring daggers at the camera, as we begin to fade to black.
A ZionWrestling.com exclusive watermark is plastered on the bottom corner of the screen. The adjacent corner reads "Last Week." The pre-recorded footage shows BFG backstage. Fable's blonde hair is wet, fresh from a shower, dressed in her street clothes while Kenzie's is secured into a damp top knot on her head. The blonde stands barely taller than her contemporary. The two girls each have big smiles on their faces, dragging their luggage behind them.
Meliana Rodrigo: Kenzie! Fable!
Meliana's voice calls out, and she's leading her own way to the returning team by her outstretched arm and her mic.
Meliana Rodrigo: We just saw your return after almost six months away from Zion Wrestling, and you came back in a big way! Taking out The Crown and securing the win against the former Zion Wrestling Tag Team Champions! How's it feel?
Fable turns her attention to Kenzie, posing a question of her own.
Fable Rowen: What do you think? Shuffle-worthy?
Kenzie Garrett: Not quite yet... we'll save that for when we're dethroning Thotline Miami. Semi-shuffle for now, full shuffle then.
Fable nods affirmatively, as if that makes sense. To her, it does.
Fable Rowen: Semi-shuffle worthy.
Meliana Rodrigo: You know what? We'll take that.
Meliana laughed while Fable planted her elbow on the bare shoulder of the slightly shorter Kenzie.
Meliana Rodrigo: It's exciting to see the two of you back, and on such a successful note.
Fable Rowen: Definitely. It feels good for the world to see what we've always known to be true.
Kenzie Garrett: Despite the empty rhetoric, a grossly-short reign and the flashes in the pan that have come and gone... we are one of the greatest tag teams on the planet, and this division becomes more marquee each and every single time we lace up our boots and tear the house down.
Fable Rowen: And that point number two there is something we'll be fixing sooner, rather than later.
Meliana Rodrigo: We can't understate how impressive your match out there tonight was, but the real question that's on everyone's minds has to be: what's next for BFG?
Kenzie Garrett: Well, we've been talking about that...
Fable Rowen: Annnd we had so much fun showing up and showing off that we thought: why not do it again?
Kenzie Garrett: After all, we're heading to Ireland. It's hard NOT to feel lucky, right?
Fable Rowen: It was so nice, we're gonna do it twice. BFG versus The World! Open challenge: anyone, and TWO! The floor is yours to try and wipe the smiles off our faces.
Kenzie Garrett: You won't, but thanks for comin'.
Kenzie gives a toothy, ear-to-ear grin while Fable's more demure one is aimed directly at her friend. The blonde throws her head towards the garage, dragging the bag behind her. Kenzie follows, as Meliana looks on smiling.
BFG VS ? ? ? (OPEN CHALLENGE TAG TEAM MATCH)
BFG waits in the ring, with Code Black being the ones to answer the challenge as we get underway!
Fable Rowen and Ravyn Nightshade start this match off, with the two faster members of the group wasting no time as they lock up! Rowen gets the upper hand with a Wristlock, but Ravyn front flips to escape! She jumps up, nailing Rowen with a Hurricanrana before catching her as she gets up with a Spear! She goes for the pin, with Rowen kicking out at two!
Ravyn gets Rowen to her feet, dragging her to the corner and tagging in her sister before lifting her in a Vertical Suplex position! Olivia hits the ropes, with the two looking to execute a double team move! But Rowen reverses, sending a knee down to Ravyn’s head to weaken her grip before coming down with her legs wrapped around a returning Olivia’s head! She takes Olivia down with a Headscissor, before getting up and low bridging to ropes as Ravyn rushes towards her! She tumbles to the outside of the ring, with Rowen hitting the ropes, seemingly hoping to hit a Suicide Dive! Ravyn sees this and gets out of dodge, but it was a trap, with Rowen hitting the ropes again as a distraction! Ravyn looks up in confusion, leaving her open to an apron Meteora from Kenzie Garrett! Meanwhile, Rowen looks for a Discus Clothesline on Olivia in the ring, only to be caught with a Uranage Backbreaker instead! Olivia pins for the two!
Olivia looks to finish this one off, waiting for Rowen to make it back to her feet before going for Taste That Leather, B*tch! But Rowen reverses the Brogue Kick with a Slingblade, before rushing over to the corner to tag in Kenzie Garrett! She takes to top rope, launching off and hitting Skye’s The Limit (Swanton Bomb)! She goes for the pin, with Olivia kicking out just before three! Garrett doesn’t let up however, waiting for Olivia to get up before going for the Grim Fandango! Olivia reverses, catching Garrett as she approaches with the Spear! She takes to the corner, waiting for Garrett to get up before hitting Taste That Leather B*tch (Brogue Kick)! She goes for the pin, with Garrett getting the shoulder up before three!
Olivia looks to end this for real this time, hoisting Garrett on her shoulders in preparation for Dark Silence! But Garrett catches her by surprise, slipping down from Olivia’s shoulders and pinning her shoulders to the mat with a Victory Roll for the three count!
Alex Lawson: The winners of this match…B–
Before Lawson can finish his announcement, Olivia pounces onto a still recovering Garrett, laying into her with strikes upon strikes!
Eddie Red Apples: Of course Code Black weren’t gonna take this loss lying down! There’s always something with them!
Amber Westgate: Yeah and that something is throwing Kenzie Garrett and Fable Rowen around like ragdolls at the moment!
Fable Rowen tries to intervene, but gets cut off via a Spear from Ravyn Nightshade! The two hoist Garrett up, nailing her with The Flatliner! The Nightshade Sisters stand over a crumbled BFG as we fade!
WINNERS: BFG
RESULT: PINFALL
We quickly go backstage where Jordan Majors is impatiently standing next to Meliana Rodrigo. Jordan is practically bouncing in step. She crosses her arms as Meliana nods to her.
Meliana Rodrigo: I’ve just been sought out backstage by Jordan Majors, who told me she has something to–
Jordan pulls the microphone out of Meliana’s hand and paces back and forth for a moment.. She runs a hand through her hair and pushes it back before she looks into the camera.
Jordan Majors: Yeah, I’ve got something to say alright. And maybe it’s going to rattle some cages and piss some people off. But that’s ok. It NEEDS to be said.
Meliana takes a step away from Jordan in the background. Jordan brings her hand up and gestures as she speaks.
Jordan Majors: Tonight, I have to deal with Crystal whats-her-face again. And that’s fine. I see my issues from one show are just following me over to another show. Crystal will get what’s coming to her. And she will learn to understand exactly how important the Queens of Chaos are to this industry. But no, I’ve got something else on my mind entirely. I’ve got WAR GAMES on my mind!
The crowd inside the arena cheers at the mere mention of the upcoming ppv. Jordan looks down and shakes her head. She pulls the mic back up.
Jordan Majors: Yeah, exciting ain’t it? The problem is… we’re weeks away from War Games and I’m not even on the card. I don’t have a path to being on the card. So what I’m trying to figure out is… what the FUCK happened!?
There’s an audible gasp from some of the audience, but Jordan goes right through it.
Jordan Majors: No, really? What happened? How are things working here in Zion? You’re telling me that someone who won a tournament and then dethroned precious champion Zachary Porter is not only to the back of the line, but entirely forgotten? All because someone cashed in a briefcase. Nuh uh. Nope! Not on my watch. If Katrina Lopez and the sycophants in the back that support her every move think I’m just gonna sit here and take this, that I’m just going to wait for my turn… they are sorely mistaken. As far as I can tell, they are protecting our champion from me. While her minions are busy attacking me and getting their asses kicked by me, they are giving title shots to people just for beating the GM in a match. No offense to my wife, but what? I am the longest reigning singles champion in this company’s history. And since I lost the Viral Championship, the only other opportunity I’ve had was the one I EARNED by winning that tournament.
Jordan paces again for a moment before turning back to the camera.
Jordan Majors: And AGAIN, no offense, by ARIA!? What!? This is a person who has received more title shots than I have and I have been in this company at least 6 months longer than her. I just need someone to explain. Someone to breakdown for me how any of this makes sense. Because, more than likely, Haruka will do whatever it takes to walk out of her match with ARIA still holding MY World Heavyweight Championship. That’s right, I said it. And somehow, Haruka will get herself booked into some match at War Games that protects her even further. Well, I have a message for Haruka.
Jordan moves closer to the camera and looks directly into the lens.
Jordan Majors: You can run from me. You can hide from me. You can collude with our general manager to keep me away from you. But I WILL get my hands on you and I WILL get you in a match with me for the World Heavyweight Championship. And when I’m done with you, I won’t need any excuses. You will. You’ll be left to explain to the whole world why you couldn’t get the job done when you had to stand toe-to-toe with the Star of Tomorrow. When I’m done with you, there will be no more Avalanche. There will be no more Haruka as champion. And I will return to my rightful, earned, place as Fusion’s champion. Because I don’t need a goddamn briefcase to get the job done. I just need everything I’ve got right here. Two fists, a strong kick, and the deadliest financial transaction in all of wrestling - the Cash Out.
There’s a bit of a mixed reaction from the crowd inside the arena. Jordan listens to it backstage for a moment and then smirks before she turns back to the camera.
Jordan Majors: I’m coming for you, Haruka. And NOTHING will stop me. You can take that to the bank, bitch. Because JORDAN. MAJORS. IS. MONEY!!
Jordan screams that into the camera, moving closer and closer before she spikes the microphone into the ground and disappears.
Backstage. A candle flickers, a dull flame illuminating the pretty face of Tajnia Mustafi. Her dark hair hangs straight as a pin. Normal jewel, radiant tones are replaced with darker grab and heavier makeup.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: For three weeks now... I have been consumed with a single, solitary thought. Revenge.
She stares blankly ahead. Her dark gaze harder than the normal endearing expression that paints her face.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: I don't like that for me, but I especially fear it for you, Christina. But more importantly? I envy the blissful ignorance that you've elected to live in. A world of your design, where you seem to have thought you were going to blindside me and answer to no one for it. It doesn't work that way, and last week, I got to see the first touches of your world crash around you. It was delightful... but it wasn't enough.
She scowls. The dull, flickering flame making her already chocolate-colored gaze appear even darker, thanks to the lack of light. Some occasional wood crackles from the wick burning can be heard, but it's not anywhere close to the point of distraction.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: I want more. I want you to be a vessel, through which a message is sent, and if I have to rip your arms out and suspend them from a pike to achieve that? So be it. You drew that line in the sand for the both of us! You don't get to wash your hands clean of me just because what you initiated is an inconvenience.
Her jaw clenches tight and her brows furrow downward.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: Trying to make sense of the senseless has proven to be a frustrating task. But ultimately, Christina... there's a difference between you and me that I believe paints a picture of the reckless and foolish decisions you've made. You've watched me climb. You've watched me dust off any missteps and get back in the game. And I, in turn, have watched you fall victim to your wallowing and self-pity. Whining about the lack of bookings coming your way and doing nothing to change it, pouting, stomping your feet, throwing a fit... you saw me as a way to elevate yourself. You will not climb by pulling me down, and unfortunately? You've chosen poorly in your target selection, since I have no reservations about sinking to the lowest depths if it means dragging you there by the ankles and leaving you where you won't be a burden to anyone else. So Christina... enjoy this sampling of your own medicine. I hope you find it as bitter as you, yourself, truly are.
Her lips purse, blowing out that flickering candle. We fade back to ringside.
MATCH #4: JORDAN MAJORS VS CRYSTAL CALDWELL
Jordan and Crystal locked up in the middle of the ring, both women determined to get control of the match early on. Jordan grabbed Crystal by the wrist and threw her into the corner, making the woman slam her back against the turnbuckles. Majors charged at Caldwell, going for a corner splash, but the other woman quickly rolled out of the way. Majors collided with the turnbuckle and then leaned against the ropes, shaking her head a little. Caldwell grabbed her by her hair and yanked her back, slamming her hard onto the mat. The referee warned Crystal about going after Jordan’s hair, but the woman only rolled her eyes at the official before leaning down to grab the woman again, starting to pull her up. Jordan grabbed Crystal’s head and then dropped down to her knees, causing the other woman’s chin to come down hard against her own head. Crystal stumbled back, grabbing at her jaw as she did so. She glared at Jordan who was back on her feet, smirking at her. Caldwell charged at Majors only to be met with a sudden superkick right to the jaw, sending her to the mat, holding her jaw yet again. Jordan gave the still-glaring Crystal a little wave with a grin, only pissing the other woman off more.
Crystal jumped to her feet and nailed Jordan with a vicious lariat, it looking like she was trying to take the woman’s head off with the move. As Jordan got to her feet, Crystal made her way over to her only to grab her and toss her with a hard snapmare. Majors’ back arched as she hit the mat, a sharp grimace crossing her face. Crystal ran at the ropes and launched herself off of them, going for a springboard moonsault. Majors was able to get her knees up just in time, and Caldwell collided with them instead of hitting the move properly. Caldwell grabbed her abdomen as Majors go back to her feet, albeit a touch slower than before. Taking a few seconds to herself, Jordan watched Crystal who had stopped groaning from the previous impact and had managed to get to her feet as well. The two women circled each other again, a new determination in both of their eyes, both wanting to put the other away. Just as Jordan was going for a European uppercut, Crystal managed to grab her and wrap her up in a schoolgirl pin. The referee slid to the mat, giving Jordan the three count!
Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Crystal! Caldwell!
Eddie Red Apples: Crystal Caldwell pulling off the upset on Jordan Majors tonight!
Amber Westgate: Jordan may have gotten a bit too in her head tonight and it cost her a victory against a known rival!
Jordan kicked out a millisecond too late, and Crystal quickly rolled out of the ring with a grin on her face. Jordan remained in the middle of the ring, a look of disbelief on her face. She looked from the referee to Crystal, shaking her head. She could vaguely be heard asking, “What the Hell just happened?” Crystal had a smirk on her face as she mimicked the little wave that Jordan had done at the start of their match.
WINNER: CRYSTAL CALDWELL
RESULT: PINFALL
MATCH #5: CHRISTINA OLSON VS TAJNIA MUSTAFI
Alex Lawson: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alex Lawson: Introducing first…from Sylhet, Bangladesh by way of Cardiff, Wales…weighing in at 9 stone…”The Intellectual Athlete”...Tajnia! Mustafi!
Eddie Red Apples: Tajnia Mustafi made her intentions very clear going into this match tonight! She is looking for revenge on Christina Olson following her attack weeks ago!
Amber Westgate: Christina Olson has become a whole different beast in recent weeks! It’ll be interesting to see how this match shakes out!
Mustafi waits in the center of the ring for Olson to arrive, only to be caught by surprise as The Banshee rushes in behind her and lays her out with a Double Ax Handle Smash! She lays into Mustafi with a set of vicious stomps, before using her boot to push her under the bottom rope and out of the ring!
Eddie Red Apples: Another blindsiding by Christina Olson! What the hell has gotten into her?!
Amber Westgate: I have no idea, Eddie! But something tells me we shouldn’t stick around to find out!
Olson begins to clear the announce table, with the table’s cover flying through the air along with a slew of monitors and papers! She turns her attention back to Mustafi, who to her surprise has managed to get back to her feet, rushing Olson and tackling her over the announce table! She lays into Olson with strikes, as a sea of referees rush in to break things up! They pull Olson and Mustafi to opposite sides, with Olson being shoved back into the timekeeper's area! This serves as a convenience to her when Mustafi eventually breaks from the official’s grasp and rushes towards her! Olson grabs the ring bell, intercepting Mustafi with a shot to the head that sends her to the ground like a ton of bricks!
Eddie Red Apples: Holy sh–
Amber Westgate: Guys…this is serious. Tajnia Mustafi could be knocked out cold, concussed, maybe even worse…
The officials have had enough, focusing all their force on guiding Olson out of ringside and up the entrance ramp! All the while, medical personnel crowd around Mustafi checking her for consciousness! Olson smirks at the thought of what she just did to Mustafi, only for that smirk to instantly go away as her rival returns! Mustafi shoves past medics and referees to dive right onto Olson!
Eddie Red Apples: How?! How is Mustafi even still standing?!
Amber Westgate: Revenge is a hell of a drug, Eddie!
Olson and Mustafi continue to lay into each other, with the violence eventually being able to stop as the locker room clears out to successfully break the two up!
WINNER: N/A
RESULT: NO CONTEST
Fusion cuts backstage to gorilla position where Alexis Lemon is found, making last minute preparations for her upcoming match. She wears headphones over her hat, loud metal music can be heard while she stretches.
Alexis Lemon: So here we are, an open challenge for my Internet title.
The teenage witch pats the title around her waist.
Alexis Lemon: I asked someone to step up and someone did. I don’t know who that someone is but to be honest I kinda like it that way. Keeps me on my toes.
Lemon rises a couple inches as she stands on her tip-toes.
Alexis Lemon: Whoever walks out from that curtain after me, you have the objective advantage over me. You have the element of surprise on your side. I say that, not to put an asterisk on a loss if I were to lose, but to get me even more hyped up! I love a challenge like this. I want to keep pushing myself to be better and better. I promised myself I would never get too comfortable in my position, no matter where that position is and I’m going to keep on pushing myself more and more until I physically can’t anymore. So whoever my opponent is, whether you’re a former champion or rookie like me, I hope you’re ready to push yourself too. We’ll see who pushes harder.
Lexi pulls off her headphones and sets them down as she turns and makes her way to the curtain, calling to the music person
Alexis Lemon: Play me out, keyboard cat!
MAIN EVENT: ALEXIS LEMON © VS ? ? ? (INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH)
Alex Lawson: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alex Lawson: And it is for the Zion Wrestling INTERNET! CHAMPIONSHIP!
Introducing first…representing The Queens of Chaos…from Avatar Country…weighing in at 125 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling INTERNET! CHAMPION!...”The Screaming Darkness”...ALEXIS! LEMON!
Eddie Red Apples: These open challenges always seem to have a layer of surprise to them! As we’ve seen before, they seem to bring in challengers from Fusion and beyond!
Amber Westgate: I’m excited to see who it brings out this time! Could be literally anyone!
Alex Lawson: And her opponent…
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Eddie Red Apples: Well this is a surprise!
Amber Westgate: A big one!
As the opening lyrics of LUCID by Polaris begins playing throughout the arena, the lights dim. That is until the instrumental kicks in and Kelly Kash bursts onto the stage, with her arms out wide. She settles in the middle of the stage and looks around her, a smile going across her face as the announcer makes their introduction.
Alex Lawson: "And introducing at this time, weighing in tonight at one hundred and thirty-five pounds... she is "The Queen of Spooks-Ville"... SHE IS... KELLY! KASH!"
Eddie Red Apples: Kelly Kash is a fellow member of the Queens of Chaos faction with Alexis Lemon! Wonder what she’s doing out here challenging Lemon for her title?
Amber Westgate: It’s a Lady’s Duel of sorts, Eddie! The Queens have always been about friendly competition and pushing one another’s limits to get the best out of them! Kelly’s here to do just that! Plus, no matter who wins tonight, the Internet Championship stays in the pocket of the QoC! It’s a win-win!
At that point Kelly begins her way down the ramp, high fiving fans as she makes her way to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and taking a moment to pose against the ropes, before walking to the center of the ring and shaking hands with Alexis, the two having an obvious respect for one another as the match begins.
Kash and Lemon circle the ring around each other, seemingly looking to lock up! Kash gets the better of Lemon in the exchange, tying her up in a Side Headlock! Lemon looks for the escape, managing to get Kash up for a Back Suplex attempt! But she lands on her feet behind Lemon, pushing her towards the ropes and pulling her back in for an O’Connor Roll!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon! Kash attempts to capitalize, getting Lemon up in a Full Nelson position before lifting up for the Flatliner! But Lemon reverses, slipping behind Kash and bringing her shoulders to the mat from a Schoolboy Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash, with Lemon pushing her to her knees before hitting the ropes! She’s looking for a Shining Wizard, but Kash catches her with a Schoolboy Roll Up! She immediately releases the pin, allowing Lemon to roll to her knees before catching up with a Kick to the side of the head! Lemon staggers back into the ropes, with Kash sending her over with a Clothesline! Kash sees an opportunity to fly now, hitting the ropes in hopes of going for a dive! But Lemon shakes off the cobwebs in time, sliding back into the ring and intercepting Kash with a Running Hurricanrana! Kash shows off her agility now, landing on her hands and pulling off a front flip to escape! She rushes towards Lemon, who sidesteps her and sends her into the ropes! Kash returns to Lemon, rolling underneath an attempted Lariat before catching her with a Frankensteiner! She traps Lemon in a Rana Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon! Kash takes to the corner now, waiting for Lemon to get to her feet before running at her for another move! Lemon counters however, nailing Kash right in the jaw with a Superkick! Kash is staggering now, finally being sent down and out of the ring via a Roundhouse Kick from Lemon! Now it’s Lemon who sees an opportunity to fly, hitting the ropes and successfully hitting a Suicide Dive to Kash! She gets the crowd hyped up, before throwing Kash back into the ring and nailing her with a Springboard Elbow Drop! She goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash! Lemon gets Kash to her feet, getting her into position for the Deadlights! But Kash reverses midlift, twisting in midair and bringing Lemon down with the Victory Roll!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon, prompting Kash to jump up and nail her with a Double Foot Stomp! Kash sees her opportunity now, taking to the corner and urging Lemon to reach her feet before hitting the KASH FLOW!! RUNNING BLOCKBUSTER TO THE CHAMPION!! Pin by Kash!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Lemon at the very last second! Kash is a bit disappointed by the nearfall, but doesn’t let it stop her! She takes to the top rope, psyching herself up before launching off for I’m Not A Vampire! But Lemon gets to her feet in time, intercepting the Shooting Star Double Stomp by getting Kash in position and dropping her with the DEADLIGHTS!! NORTHERN LIGHT SUPLEX CONNECTS!! Lemon takes to the second rope now, waiting for Kash to make it to her feet before hitting GLOOMY SUNDAY!! PANAMA SUNRISE TO KASH!! Lemon with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!!
Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling INTERNET! CHAMPION!...ALEXIS! LEMON!
Eddie Red Apples: What a match by these two competitors! Kelly Kash definitely made the Internet Champion earn it in her third defense of the title!
Amber Westgate: Kelly Kash came in with something to prove! And even though she may not have the title, I believe she proved herself tonight!
Lemon gets handed the Internet Championship, raising it over her head in celebration! She turns around to see Kash in the corner, down on herself over the loss! Lemon helps her to her feet, shaking her hand before pulling her in for a hug! The end of show graphic begins to display, signaling the show’s end! But just then, the lights go out, with Lemon and Kash both standing in confusion. A spotlight begins to shine over the ring now, with a dog collar hanging over Lemon that causes her to jump back! A familiar laugh begins to play over the PA system now, with the lights going out again. When they come back up, the dog collar is gone, with a note reading “WAR GAMES'' being left in its place for Lemon as we fade to black.
WINNER: ALEXIS LEMON (#ANDSTILL)
RESULT: PINFALL
Zion Wrestling © 2020
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: A ruthless determination to succeed and/or win… that is what having a killer instinct means. I have it… and so does Miguel…
Ortiz nods in agreement.
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: And we showed that last week when we obliterated both The House of Wolves and the World Tag Team Champions, Thotline Miami!
Miguel Ortiz: Killer Instinct is more than just a name; it’s a lifestyle for the two of us in and out of the ring. Last week was a taste of what we’re capable of. We all know what KC can do in the ring, and you’ve had a sampling of what I’m able to accomplish.
The smirk on Miguel's face grew as he glanced over at Kara.
Miguel Ortiz: The other teams around here have thought they're the hottest shit around for too long. That's only because they haven't had any proper competition… until now. The House of Wolves shall be the first of many that will, officially, fall to us where it matters.
The Shieldmaiden chuckles, nodding at the words from her tag team partner.
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: There won’t be a tag team division left once we have laid waste to them all and captured those World Tag Team Championships! And as far as tonight goes?! Well… while wolves do indeed have a killer instinct… The House of Wolves don’t exactly strike us as wolves at all! They’re more like…
KC folds her tree trunk like arms across her broad chest, looking up as though trying to think of another animal to describe them as.
Miguel Ortiz: They’re goldfish, plain and simple. Useless, no real fight in them. If you don’t feed them, they glub around and wither away pathetically. They’ll follow each other mindlessly, but when you’re part of a hive, I guess that’s the only thing you can do.
Ortiz rolled his eyes as he shifted his weight on his feet.
Kara "Killer" Carbajal: Couldn’t have said it better myself, Miguel. Tonight… the REAL wolves will feast on the pretenders. And as for you, Thotline Miami? We hope you’ll be paying very close attention. Because once we’re done with The House of Wolves? We’ll be coming for you and those World Tag Team Championships.
Ortiz chuckles and nods before the two walk off camera as we cut elsewhere.
MATCH #2: KILLER INSTINCT VS THE HOUSE OF WOLVES
Ortiz and Danae start off for their teams as they circle the ring and go for a lock up! Danae gets the Wristlock, but Ortiz quickly pushes her to the mat to escape! Danae gets to her feet, immediately running into a Big Boot by Ortiz! He gets Danae to her feet, pulling her into the corner before tagging in Carbajal! He pins her in the corner, with Carbajal rushing in and hitting him with a Running Splash! She pulls Danae up, tossing her to the mat with Fallaway Slam! Danae tries to go for the tag to Kassandra, but Carbajal cuts her off, lifting her off the mat in a Waistlock! She attempts to throw Danae across the ring with a German Suplex! But Danae reverses with a Snapmare, before catching Carbajal as she rushes back towards her by hoisting her on her shoulders! She brings her down with a Double Knee Gutbuster, before going for the pin for the two!
Danae gets Carbajal to her feet, dragging her over to the corner and going for the tag to Kassandra! The two work together, looking for a Double Suplex! But Carbajal refuses mid-lift with a Double DDT instead! She pulls Kassandra to her feet, nailing her with a Two-Handed Chokebomb before pinning for the two!
Carbajal looks to finish this one off, waiting in the corner for Kassandra to get up before going for the Spear! But Kassandra reverses, catching her with a Big Boot instead! She takes to the corner now, waiting for Carbajal to get up before hitting the Titan Spike (Panama Sunrise)! She goes for the pin, nearly getting the full count before Miguel Ortiz cuts in to break it up!
Danae runs in to help now, getting taken down with a Spear by Ortiz for her efforts! Kassandra grabs Ortiz from behind, nailing him with her signature Full Nelson Slam! She turns her attention back to Carbajal, getting her in position for the Kass Smash! Carbajal gets out of the Pumphandle Slam midlift however, landing behind Kassandra and getting her into the Rear Naked Choke! Kassandra looks to be fading, but she doesn’t relent, grabbing hold of the bottom rope to force the move to be broken up! Carbajal refuses to let go however, with the official demanding the release of the move before threatening the five count! Carbajal persists however, with the referee blowing through the full five count as the life leaves Kassandra’s eyes! Kassandra is completely unconscious by this point, but it doesn’t matter to the referee, who disqualifies Carbajal for not adhering to the count!
Alex Lawson: The winners of this match, as a result of a disqualification…The House! Of Wolves!
Carbajal and Ortiz care not for the result of the match, continuing their beat down on the Wolves in an effort to make an example out of them! This eventually prompts the appearance of Thotline Miami, who rush down to the ring to save their rivals from the attack!
Eddie Red Apples: What a turn by Thotline Miami! Just weeks ago, these two teams were at each other’s throats!
Amber Westgate: Killer Instinct showed here and last week that they’re a huge threat! That tends to bring people together!
Collins and Gibson quickly dispatch Killer Instinct, with the World Tag Team Champions standing tall as we fade!
WINNERS: THE HOUSE OF WOLVES
RESULT: DISQUALIFICATION
Daria is in the gym, seated on a bench, as she was looking down, away from the camera as it zoomed in on her.
Daria Dorsey
"These kids, you know… they're hungry. I get it. I was just like them a couple years ago."
She said, looking up to the camera, slumped over a bit as she was in some thought about herself and these new enemies of her's.
Daria Dorsey
"That's the thing about hunger, sometimes it causes you to make bad decisions… When I first got in this industry, I joined a group known as the Queen's Court as an enforcer of sorts… no one wanted to train an LFL cast-off, but, they took me in… they kept a chokehold that inevitably killed the company. I was tempted to leave the business after that, until Kai Morgan found me and offered me a shot here at Zion…"
She said with a bit of a warm, nostalgic smile.
Daria Dorsey
"I had a chance to redeem my mistake, and help Zion grow to the force it is, today…"
The smile would quickly fade, as she was getting serious about her opponents.
Daria Dorsey
"And these people from BRKTHRU, I see the same thing I saw in myself… and I hated it. They think they can make an example out of me, and this federation. No, it's not going to be this way. I'm stopping this here and now, and teaching them a lesson they'll never forget. BRKTHRU… you want to send a message? I'm going to send you back battered and beaten, and if you're lucky, you can walk back there on your own volition. You're getting a crash course in Sports Education, and class is about to be in session."
Daria said, staring daggers at the camera, as we begin to fade to black.
A ZionWrestling.com exclusive watermark is plastered on the bottom corner of the screen. The adjacent corner reads "Last Week." The pre-recorded footage shows BFG backstage. Fable's blonde hair is wet, fresh from a shower, dressed in her street clothes while Kenzie's is secured into a damp top knot on her head. The blonde stands barely taller than her contemporary. The two girls each have big smiles on their faces, dragging their luggage behind them.
Meliana Rodrigo: Kenzie! Fable!
Meliana's voice calls out, and she's leading her own way to the returning team by her outstretched arm and her mic.
Meliana Rodrigo: We just saw your return after almost six months away from Zion Wrestling, and you came back in a big way! Taking out The Crown and securing the win against the former Zion Wrestling Tag Team Champions! How's it feel?
Fable turns her attention to Kenzie, posing a question of her own.
Fable Rowen: What do you think? Shuffle-worthy?
Kenzie Garrett: Not quite yet... we'll save that for when we're dethroning Thotline Miami. Semi-shuffle for now, full shuffle then.
Fable nods affirmatively, as if that makes sense. To her, it does.
Fable Rowen: Semi-shuffle worthy.
Meliana Rodrigo: You know what? We'll take that.
Meliana laughed while Fable planted her elbow on the bare shoulder of the slightly shorter Kenzie.
Meliana Rodrigo: It's exciting to see the two of you back, and on such a successful note.
Fable Rowen: Definitely. It feels good for the world to see what we've always known to be true.
Kenzie Garrett: Despite the empty rhetoric, a grossly-short reign and the flashes in the pan that have come and gone... we are one of the greatest tag teams on the planet, and this division becomes more marquee each and every single time we lace up our boots and tear the house down.
Fable Rowen: And that point number two there is something we'll be fixing sooner, rather than later.
Meliana Rodrigo: We can't understate how impressive your match out there tonight was, but the real question that's on everyone's minds has to be: what's next for BFG?
Kenzie Garrett: Well, we've been talking about that...
Fable Rowen: Annnd we had so much fun showing up and showing off that we thought: why not do it again?
Kenzie Garrett: After all, we're heading to Ireland. It's hard NOT to feel lucky, right?
Fable Rowen: It was so nice, we're gonna do it twice. BFG versus The World! Open challenge: anyone, and TWO! The floor is yours to try and wipe the smiles off our faces.
Kenzie Garrett: You won't, but thanks for comin'.
Kenzie gives a toothy, ear-to-ear grin while Fable's more demure one is aimed directly at her friend. The blonde throws her head towards the garage, dragging the bag behind her. Kenzie follows, as Meliana looks on smiling.
BFG VS ? ? ? (OPEN CHALLENGE TAG TEAM MATCH)
BFG waits in the ring, with Code Black being the ones to answer the challenge as we get underway!
Fable Rowen and Ravyn Nightshade start this match off, with the two faster members of the group wasting no time as they lock up! Rowen gets the upper hand with a Wristlock, but Ravyn front flips to escape! She jumps up, nailing Rowen with a Hurricanrana before catching her as she gets up with a Spear! She goes for the pin, with Rowen kicking out at two!
Ravyn gets Rowen to her feet, dragging her to the corner and tagging in her sister before lifting her in a Vertical Suplex position! Olivia hits the ropes, with the two looking to execute a double team move! But Rowen reverses, sending a knee down to Ravyn’s head to weaken her grip before coming down with her legs wrapped around a returning Olivia’s head! She takes Olivia down with a Headscissor, before getting up and low bridging to ropes as Ravyn rushes towards her! She tumbles to the outside of the ring, with Rowen hitting the ropes, seemingly hoping to hit a Suicide Dive! Ravyn sees this and gets out of dodge, but it was a trap, with Rowen hitting the ropes again as a distraction! Ravyn looks up in confusion, leaving her open to an apron Meteora from Kenzie Garrett! Meanwhile, Rowen looks for a Discus Clothesline on Olivia in the ring, only to be caught with a Uranage Backbreaker instead! Olivia pins for the two!
Olivia looks to finish this one off, waiting for Rowen to make it back to her feet before going for Taste That Leather, B*tch! But Rowen reverses the Brogue Kick with a Slingblade, before rushing over to the corner to tag in Kenzie Garrett! She takes to top rope, launching off and hitting Skye’s The Limit (Swanton Bomb)! She goes for the pin, with Olivia kicking out just before three! Garrett doesn’t let up however, waiting for Olivia to get up before going for the Grim Fandango! Olivia reverses, catching Garrett as she approaches with the Spear! She takes to the corner, waiting for Garrett to get up before hitting Taste That Leather B*tch (Brogue Kick)! She goes for the pin, with Garrett getting the shoulder up before three!
Olivia looks to end this for real this time, hoisting Garrett on her shoulders in preparation for Dark Silence! But Garrett catches her by surprise, slipping down from Olivia’s shoulders and pinning her shoulders to the mat with a Victory Roll for the three count!
Alex Lawson: The winners of this match…B–
Before Lawson can finish his announcement, Olivia pounces onto a still recovering Garrett, laying into her with strikes upon strikes!
Eddie Red Apples: Of course Code Black weren’t gonna take this loss lying down! There’s always something with them!
Amber Westgate: Yeah and that something is throwing Kenzie Garrett and Fable Rowen around like ragdolls at the moment!
Fable Rowen tries to intervene, but gets cut off via a Spear from Ravyn Nightshade! The two hoist Garrett up, nailing her with The Flatliner! The Nightshade Sisters stand over a crumbled BFG as we fade!
WINNERS: BFG
RESULT: PINFALL
We quickly go backstage where Jordan Majors is impatiently standing next to Meliana Rodrigo. Jordan is practically bouncing in step. She crosses her arms as Meliana nods to her.
Meliana Rodrigo: I’ve just been sought out backstage by Jordan Majors, who told me she has something to–
Jordan pulls the microphone out of Meliana’s hand and paces back and forth for a moment.. She runs a hand through her hair and pushes it back before she looks into the camera.
Jordan Majors: Yeah, I’ve got something to say alright. And maybe it’s going to rattle some cages and piss some people off. But that’s ok. It NEEDS to be said.
Meliana takes a step away from Jordan in the background. Jordan brings her hand up and gestures as she speaks.
Jordan Majors: Tonight, I have to deal with Crystal whats-her-face again. And that’s fine. I see my issues from one show are just following me over to another show. Crystal will get what’s coming to her. And she will learn to understand exactly how important the Queens of Chaos are to this industry. But no, I’ve got something else on my mind entirely. I’ve got WAR GAMES on my mind!
The crowd inside the arena cheers at the mere mention of the upcoming ppv. Jordan looks down and shakes her head. She pulls the mic back up.
Jordan Majors: Yeah, exciting ain’t it? The problem is… we’re weeks away from War Games and I’m not even on the card. I don’t have a path to being on the card. So what I’m trying to figure out is… what the FUCK happened!?
There’s an audible gasp from some of the audience, but Jordan goes right through it.
Jordan Majors: No, really? What happened? How are things working here in Zion? You’re telling me that someone who won a tournament and then dethroned precious champion Zachary Porter is not only to the back of the line, but entirely forgotten? All because someone cashed in a briefcase. Nuh uh. Nope! Not on my watch. If Katrina Lopez and the sycophants in the back that support her every move think I’m just gonna sit here and take this, that I’m just going to wait for my turn… they are sorely mistaken. As far as I can tell, they are protecting our champion from me. While her minions are busy attacking me and getting their asses kicked by me, they are giving title shots to people just for beating the GM in a match. No offense to my wife, but what? I am the longest reigning singles champion in this company’s history. And since I lost the Viral Championship, the only other opportunity I’ve had was the one I EARNED by winning that tournament.
Jordan paces again for a moment before turning back to the camera.
Jordan Majors: And AGAIN, no offense, by ARIA!? What!? This is a person who has received more title shots than I have and I have been in this company at least 6 months longer than her. I just need someone to explain. Someone to breakdown for me how any of this makes sense. Because, more than likely, Haruka will do whatever it takes to walk out of her match with ARIA still holding MY World Heavyweight Championship. That’s right, I said it. And somehow, Haruka will get herself booked into some match at War Games that protects her even further. Well, I have a message for Haruka.
Jordan moves closer to the camera and looks directly into the lens.
Jordan Majors: You can run from me. You can hide from me. You can collude with our general manager to keep me away from you. But I WILL get my hands on you and I WILL get you in a match with me for the World Heavyweight Championship. And when I’m done with you, I won’t need any excuses. You will. You’ll be left to explain to the whole world why you couldn’t get the job done when you had to stand toe-to-toe with the Star of Tomorrow. When I’m done with you, there will be no more Avalanche. There will be no more Haruka as champion. And I will return to my rightful, earned, place as Fusion’s champion. Because I don’t need a goddamn briefcase to get the job done. I just need everything I’ve got right here. Two fists, a strong kick, and the deadliest financial transaction in all of wrestling - the Cash Out.
There’s a bit of a mixed reaction from the crowd inside the arena. Jordan listens to it backstage for a moment and then smirks before she turns back to the camera.
Jordan Majors: I’m coming for you, Haruka. And NOTHING will stop me. You can take that to the bank, bitch. Because JORDAN. MAJORS. IS. MONEY!!
Jordan screams that into the camera, moving closer and closer before she spikes the microphone into the ground and disappears.
Backstage. A candle flickers, a dull flame illuminating the pretty face of Tajnia Mustafi. Her dark hair hangs straight as a pin. Normal jewel, radiant tones are replaced with darker grab and heavier makeup.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: For three weeks now... I have been consumed with a single, solitary thought. Revenge.
She stares blankly ahead. Her dark gaze harder than the normal endearing expression that paints her face.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: I don't like that for me, but I especially fear it for you, Christina. But more importantly? I envy the blissful ignorance that you've elected to live in. A world of your design, where you seem to have thought you were going to blindside me and answer to no one for it. It doesn't work that way, and last week, I got to see the first touches of your world crash around you. It was delightful... but it wasn't enough.
She scowls. The dull, flickering flame making her already chocolate-colored gaze appear even darker, thanks to the lack of light. Some occasional wood crackles from the wick burning can be heard, but it's not anywhere close to the point of distraction.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: I want more. I want you to be a vessel, through which a message is sent, and if I have to rip your arms out and suspend them from a pike to achieve that? So be it. You drew that line in the sand for the both of us! You don't get to wash your hands clean of me just because what you initiated is an inconvenience.
Her jaw clenches tight and her brows furrow downward.
TAJNIA MUSTAFI: Trying to make sense of the senseless has proven to be a frustrating task. But ultimately, Christina... there's a difference between you and me that I believe paints a picture of the reckless and foolish decisions you've made. You've watched me climb. You've watched me dust off any missteps and get back in the game. And I, in turn, have watched you fall victim to your wallowing and self-pity. Whining about the lack of bookings coming your way and doing nothing to change it, pouting, stomping your feet, throwing a fit... you saw me as a way to elevate yourself. You will not climb by pulling me down, and unfortunately? You've chosen poorly in your target selection, since I have no reservations about sinking to the lowest depths if it means dragging you there by the ankles and leaving you where you won't be a burden to anyone else. So Christina... enjoy this sampling of your own medicine. I hope you find it as bitter as you, yourself, truly are.
Her lips purse, blowing out that flickering candle. We fade back to ringside.
MATCH #4: JORDAN MAJORS VS CRYSTAL CALDWELL
Jordan and Crystal locked up in the middle of the ring, both women determined to get control of the match early on. Jordan grabbed Crystal by the wrist and threw her into the corner, making the woman slam her back against the turnbuckles. Majors charged at Caldwell, going for a corner splash, but the other woman quickly rolled out of the way. Majors collided with the turnbuckle and then leaned against the ropes, shaking her head a little. Caldwell grabbed her by her hair and yanked her back, slamming her hard onto the mat. The referee warned Crystal about going after Jordan’s hair, but the woman only rolled her eyes at the official before leaning down to grab the woman again, starting to pull her up. Jordan grabbed Crystal’s head and then dropped down to her knees, causing the other woman’s chin to come down hard against her own head. Crystal stumbled back, grabbing at her jaw as she did so. She glared at Jordan who was back on her feet, smirking at her. Caldwell charged at Majors only to be met with a sudden superkick right to the jaw, sending her to the mat, holding her jaw yet again. Jordan gave the still-glaring Crystal a little wave with a grin, only pissing the other woman off more.
Crystal jumped to her feet and nailed Jordan with a vicious lariat, it looking like she was trying to take the woman’s head off with the move. As Jordan got to her feet, Crystal made her way over to her only to grab her and toss her with a hard snapmare. Majors’ back arched as she hit the mat, a sharp grimace crossing her face. Crystal ran at the ropes and launched herself off of them, going for a springboard moonsault. Majors was able to get her knees up just in time, and Caldwell collided with them instead of hitting the move properly. Caldwell grabbed her abdomen as Majors go back to her feet, albeit a touch slower than before. Taking a few seconds to herself, Jordan watched Crystal who had stopped groaning from the previous impact and had managed to get to her feet as well. The two women circled each other again, a new determination in both of their eyes, both wanting to put the other away. Just as Jordan was going for a European uppercut, Crystal managed to grab her and wrap her up in a schoolgirl pin. The referee slid to the mat, giving Jordan the three count!
Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Crystal! Caldwell!
Eddie Red Apples: Crystal Caldwell pulling off the upset on Jordan Majors tonight!
Amber Westgate: Jordan may have gotten a bit too in her head tonight and it cost her a victory against a known rival!
Jordan kicked out a millisecond too late, and Crystal quickly rolled out of the ring with a grin on her face. Jordan remained in the middle of the ring, a look of disbelief on her face. She looked from the referee to Crystal, shaking her head. She could vaguely be heard asking, “What the Hell just happened?” Crystal had a smirk on her face as she mimicked the little wave that Jordan had done at the start of their match.
WINNER: CRYSTAL CALDWELL
RESULT: PINFALL
MATCH #5: CHRISTINA OLSON VS TAJNIA MUSTAFI
Alex Lawson: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alex Lawson: Introducing first…from Sylhet, Bangladesh by way of Cardiff, Wales…weighing in at 9 stone…”The Intellectual Athlete”...Tajnia! Mustafi!
Eddie Red Apples: Tajnia Mustafi made her intentions very clear going into this match tonight! She is looking for revenge on Christina Olson following her attack weeks ago!
Amber Westgate: Christina Olson has become a whole different beast in recent weeks! It’ll be interesting to see how this match shakes out!
Mustafi waits in the center of the ring for Olson to arrive, only to be caught by surprise as The Banshee rushes in behind her and lays her out with a Double Ax Handle Smash! She lays into Mustafi with a set of vicious stomps, before using her boot to push her under the bottom rope and out of the ring!
Eddie Red Apples: Another blindsiding by Christina Olson! What the hell has gotten into her?!
Amber Westgate: I have no idea, Eddie! But something tells me we shouldn’t stick around to find out!
Olson begins to clear the announce table, with the table’s cover flying through the air along with a slew of monitors and papers! She turns her attention back to Mustafi, who to her surprise has managed to get back to her feet, rushing Olson and tackling her over the announce table! She lays into Olson with strikes, as a sea of referees rush in to break things up! They pull Olson and Mustafi to opposite sides, with Olson being shoved back into the timekeeper's area! This serves as a convenience to her when Mustafi eventually breaks from the official’s grasp and rushes towards her! Olson grabs the ring bell, intercepting Mustafi with a shot to the head that sends her to the ground like a ton of bricks!
Eddie Red Apples: Holy sh–
Amber Westgate: Guys…this is serious. Tajnia Mustafi could be knocked out cold, concussed, maybe even worse…
The officials have had enough, focusing all their force on guiding Olson out of ringside and up the entrance ramp! All the while, medical personnel crowd around Mustafi checking her for consciousness! Olson smirks at the thought of what she just did to Mustafi, only for that smirk to instantly go away as her rival returns! Mustafi shoves past medics and referees to dive right onto Olson!
Eddie Red Apples: How?! How is Mustafi even still standing?!
Amber Westgate: Revenge is a hell of a drug, Eddie!
Olson and Mustafi continue to lay into each other, with the violence eventually being able to stop as the locker room clears out to successfully break the two up!
WINNER: N/A
RESULT: NO CONTEST
Fusion cuts backstage to gorilla position where Alexis Lemon is found, making last minute preparations for her upcoming match. She wears headphones over her hat, loud metal music can be heard while she stretches.
Alexis Lemon: So here we are, an open challenge for my Internet title.
The teenage witch pats the title around her waist.
Alexis Lemon: I asked someone to step up and someone did. I don’t know who that someone is but to be honest I kinda like it that way. Keeps me on my toes.
Lemon rises a couple inches as she stands on her tip-toes.
Alexis Lemon: Whoever walks out from that curtain after me, you have the objective advantage over me. You have the element of surprise on your side. I say that, not to put an asterisk on a loss if I were to lose, but to get me even more hyped up! I love a challenge like this. I want to keep pushing myself to be better and better. I promised myself I would never get too comfortable in my position, no matter where that position is and I’m going to keep on pushing myself more and more until I physically can’t anymore. So whoever my opponent is, whether you’re a former champion or rookie like me, I hope you’re ready to push yourself too. We’ll see who pushes harder.
Lexi pulls off her headphones and sets them down as she turns and makes her way to the curtain, calling to the music person
Alexis Lemon: Play me out, keyboard cat!
MAIN EVENT: ALEXIS LEMON © VS ? ? ? (INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH)
Alex Lawson: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alex Lawson: And it is for the Zion Wrestling INTERNET! CHAMPIONSHIP!
Introducing first…representing The Queens of Chaos…from Avatar Country…weighing in at 125 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling INTERNET! CHAMPION!...”The Screaming Darkness”...ALEXIS! LEMON!
Eddie Red Apples: These open challenges always seem to have a layer of surprise to them! As we’ve seen before, they seem to bring in challengers from Fusion and beyond!
Amber Westgate: I’m excited to see who it brings out this time! Could be literally anyone!
Alex Lawson: And her opponent…
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Eddie Red Apples: Well this is a surprise!
Amber Westgate: A big one!
As the opening lyrics of LUCID by Polaris begins playing throughout the arena, the lights dim. That is until the instrumental kicks in and Kelly Kash bursts onto the stage, with her arms out wide. She settles in the middle of the stage and looks around her, a smile going across her face as the announcer makes their introduction.
Alex Lawson: "And introducing at this time, weighing in tonight at one hundred and thirty-five pounds... she is "The Queen of Spooks-Ville"... SHE IS... KELLY! KASH!"
Eddie Red Apples: Kelly Kash is a fellow member of the Queens of Chaos faction with Alexis Lemon! Wonder what she’s doing out here challenging Lemon for her title?
Amber Westgate: It’s a Lady’s Duel of sorts, Eddie! The Queens have always been about friendly competition and pushing one another’s limits to get the best out of them! Kelly’s here to do just that! Plus, no matter who wins tonight, the Internet Championship stays in the pocket of the QoC! It’s a win-win!
At that point Kelly begins her way down the ramp, high fiving fans as she makes her way to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and taking a moment to pose against the ropes, before walking to the center of the ring and shaking hands with Alexis, the two having an obvious respect for one another as the match begins.
Kash and Lemon circle the ring around each other, seemingly looking to lock up! Kash gets the better of Lemon in the exchange, tying her up in a Side Headlock! Lemon looks for the escape, managing to get Kash up for a Back Suplex attempt! But she lands on her feet behind Lemon, pushing her towards the ropes and pulling her back in for an O’Connor Roll!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon! Kash attempts to capitalize, getting Lemon up in a Full Nelson position before lifting up for the Flatliner! But Lemon reverses, slipping behind Kash and bringing her shoulders to the mat from a Schoolboy Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash, with Lemon pushing her to her knees before hitting the ropes! She’s looking for a Shining Wizard, but Kash catches her with a Schoolboy Roll Up! She immediately releases the pin, allowing Lemon to roll to her knees before catching up with a Kick to the side of the head! Lemon staggers back into the ropes, with Kash sending her over with a Clothesline! Kash sees an opportunity to fly now, hitting the ropes in hopes of going for a dive! But Lemon shakes off the cobwebs in time, sliding back into the ring and intercepting Kash with a Running Hurricanrana! Kash shows off her agility now, landing on her hands and pulling off a front flip to escape! She rushes towards Lemon, who sidesteps her and sends her into the ropes! Kash returns to Lemon, rolling underneath an attempted Lariat before catching her with a Frankensteiner! She traps Lemon in a Rana Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon! Kash takes to the corner now, waiting for Lemon to get to her feet before running at her for another move! Lemon counters however, nailing Kash right in the jaw with a Superkick! Kash is staggering now, finally being sent down and out of the ring via a Roundhouse Kick from Lemon! Now it’s Lemon who sees an opportunity to fly, hitting the ropes and successfully hitting a Suicide Dive to Kash! She gets the crowd hyped up, before throwing Kash back into the ring and nailing her with a Springboard Elbow Drop! She goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash! Lemon gets Kash to her feet, getting her into position for the Deadlights! But Kash reverses midlift, twisting in midair and bringing Lemon down with the Victory Roll!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon, prompting Kash to jump up and nail her with a Double Foot Stomp! Kash sees her opportunity now, taking to the corner and urging Lemon to reach her feet before hitting the KASH FLOW!! RUNNING BLOCKBUSTER TO THE CHAMPION!! Pin by Kash!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Lemon at the very last second! Kash is a bit disappointed by the nearfall, but doesn’t let it stop her! She takes to the top rope, psyching herself up before launching off for I’m Not A Vampire! But Lemon gets to her feet in time, intercepting the Shooting Star Double Stomp by getting Kash in position and dropping her with the DEADLIGHTS!! NORTHERN LIGHT SUPLEX CONNECTS!! Lemon takes to the second rope now, waiting for Kash to make it to her feet before hitting GLOOMY SUNDAY!! PANAMA SUNRISE TO KASH!! Lemon with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!!
Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling INTERNET! CHAMPION!...ALEXIS! LEMON!
Eddie Red Apples: What a match by these two competitors! Kelly Kash definitely made the Internet Champion earn it in her third defense of the title!
Amber Westgate: Kelly Kash came in with something to prove! And even though she may not have the title, I believe she proved herself tonight!
Lemon gets handed the Internet Championship, raising it over her head in celebration! She turns around to see Kash in the corner, down on herself over the loss! Lemon helps her to her feet, shaking her hand before pulling her in for a hug! The end of show graphic begins to display, signaling the show’s end! But just then, the lights go out, with Lemon and Kash both standing in confusion. A spotlight begins to shine over the ring now, with a dog collar hanging over Lemon that causes her to jump back! A familiar laugh begins to play over the PA system now, with the lights going out again. When they come back up, the dog collar is gone, with a note reading “WAR GAMES'' being left in its place for Lemon as we fade to black.
WINNER: ALEXIS LEMON (#ANDSTILL)
RESULT: PINFALL
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