Post by Lucas Dupree on May 20, 2014 16:05:08 GMT -5
{LAW's premiere iPPV, Validation, kicks off with a video package, detailing all of the events that have transpired since the company's inception. From the massive tournament to crown the first LAW World Champ, ending with Kate Steel taking home the title... to Violet blazing through the competition to claim the honor of becoming LAW's first-ever Marquee Champion... to the bubbly Keira Fisher transforming into the dastardly, vile Sin, which you can tell she's evil cuz she changed her hair color. to snOw entering the fold, racking up a few victories, before injecting the LAW with her own brand of 'poison'.}
{We see Violet, aka Makayla, battling with her inner demons, yet managing to hold onto the gold. But then, the bWo debuted, with snOw pleading for the 'real Mack' to return. On the final event before Validation, Vi is seen attacking snOw's bWo comrades, Tifa & Martha, in the backstage hall in a scene straight from a horror movie, as the maniacal Violet played with the minds of The Bitch World Order. snOw's winning streak came to an abrupt end, as Crystal Hilton made her debut, and won, by hook or crook. Kate Steel proved to be a dominant and defending World Champion... Lucas Dupree announced the one night mini-tournament to crown the tag champs. And Aphrodite made her debut, as she overcame Kayley Hale, before bringing in her pals, Mackenzie Vaughn, Angel Kash & Faith, none other than the Fab Fo-- }
{Suddenly, static slices through the video intro, We are then taken to a podium, akin to the one seen when snOw first announced the arrival of The bWo. We are situated outside the 'House of Hope' arena, in downtown Chicago, Illinois, where tonight's extravaganza will take place. A curtain stands behind the podium, and the reporters are abuzz with excitement over what could be another blockbuster announcement from the group that has sent shockwaves through the company since their formation. After a few moments of anticipation, 'BreakDown' by Twiztid strikes up over the speakers. It is the very same song that played out the scene when the three gals appeared together for the first time at their 'press conference'-- }
'Bout to breakdown everyone of you hoes,
I make sure the world knows who's weak and hollow.
I'm a beast to follow, left it all looking for a beat to swallow.
It'll be 52 weeks tomorrow, since I started my killin' the weak shit embargo.
Hid em all intah precious cargo, ego killer, wanna sleep like all go...
Maybe I'll save the world tomorrow,
But right now? Your time is borrowed.
Breakdoooown!
...I can hear em callin', I can't stop from fallin'...
Someone save me noooow!!
...i'm just so confused now, feelin' used and let down...
{As the buzz amongst the gathering of journalists increases, two gals step forth from either side of the stage, using two pairs of steel steps. They walk toward the podium, and it is soon apparent who they are-- Martha 'MuddaFukkin' Faulken & 'The Gothic Goddess', Tifa BonJovi. They are not accompanied by snOw, and the reporters seem to be questioning 'The Chill Factor's absence. Nevertheless, Tifa quickly grabs a microphone, clearly flowing with her own supply of unbridled excitement and energy.}
Tifa: FIRST OFF...I just wanna say, welcome to L.A.W. VALIDATION, you lovely people you!! The first EVER Ladies All-Star Wrestling PPV, and the debut of YOUR 'Gothic Goddess', lil ol me, Tifa BonJovi!!
{The reporters don't quite know how to respond, but put together a few cheers and applause for LAW's iPPV premiere.}
Tifa: Tonight, the first EVER tag team champions of the world will be crowned!! Tonight, my bestest friend in the whole wide world, whether she knows it or not, VIOLET--
{This name receives a few boos, aimed at the psychotic villainess who holds LAW's Marquee Championship.}
Tifa: Oh, you people don't understand!! I know how she feels, and believe me, whether she despises me or not, I want to help the bWo bring her back. The REAL her!! Not 'Vi', not 'The Third'... Makayla, if you're out there somewhere, and you hear this? Know that I will be pulling for you against that BITCH, the so-called 'Rose Goddess', Crystal Hilton, who ended my buddy snOw's undefeated streak!
{The name of Crystal Hilton garners its own fair share of jeers, especially after she seemingly stole the win that cost Sarah Gordon her line of victories.}
Tifa: Crys, you may be the 'Rose Goddess', but you are NO 'Gothic Goddess'!! And if you EVER happen to cross my path, I will not let Sarah go unavenged!! TONIGHT, Kate Steel will defend her World Title against the one, the only, Sin!! For what reason, I have absolutely no idea, I for one don't think she deserves it, but REGARDLESS!! My pal snOw WILL face Aphrodite, the leader of the so-called 'Fab Four'. Listen to me, you stuck-up supermodel FLOOZIE!! snOw WILL break you in half like the plastic doll you are, and she will toss the pieces of you to the fans, before she tosses your little cronies to Martha & I, and we will see the whole lot of you begging on your knees...a position I'm sure all four of you are more than accustom to!!
{At this, Tifa lets out a malevolent cackle, before pressing on with her speech.}
Tifa: And speaking of that gaggle of ninnies, I will be facing Angel Kash's poor, sweet, innocent cousin, the returning Danica Jones... I was HOPING I could make my debut in my specialty, 'The Asylum', against Vi-Vi, but dammit it will be BRUTAL nonetheless!! Dannie...I have endured hell, I have endured pain unimagineable!! And I WILL NOT lay down easy! So if you want to see me fall, you will have to KILL ME!! For I will not hesitate to do the same to you. snOw DECIMATED you in her LAW debut, kick-starting her career. But, hun? Believe me when I tell you, I will make snOw's obliteration of 'The Newest Sensation' look like Child's Play. And I DON'T MEAN CHUCKY!!
{Tifa suddenly begins to cackle horrendously, as the reporters don't know how to react to the terrible joke. Undettered, she continues.}
Tifa: Yes, tonight will be a MONUMENTAL event, one that shall alter the course of this organization for some time to come!! It is the TRUE beginning, and--
{Martha snatches the mic from Tifa, as BonJovi pouts like a childish brat. Martha lifts the microphone up to her mouth, as the reporters seem to be a bit more interested in what the gal of few words has to say...as opposed to the gal of MANY, many, many words...}
Martha: *sigh*... Ladies and gentlemen. I know who you all anticipated to be here, prior to the biggest show LAW has put on thus far. But she is busy. VERY busy, preparing for a night that she has told me, many times, means the world to her. This is not only LAW's PPV debut, but the world-wide, Pay-Per-View debut of our leader, the gal that has taken it upon herself, to make a CHANGE in this industry. Not to mention, she is the love of my life, the woman, the ONE PERSON in the world, whom I would do anything for. LAW...as some of you may know already, via Twitter, she has undergone a bit of a change. But it is not simply a change on the outside. No, she has transformed to the core, and she has found a new fire, a new passion, one that will carry her to the heights I've always believed she could reach. Ladies and gents, be prepared. For 2014 has only just begun. And it WILL be, the year... of the snOw Storm.
{'BreakDown' fades out, and the the curtains finally begin to part. A giant screen rests beyond the curtains, and a video is projected-- }
{As the static slices through the vid half-way through, followed by the revelation of snOw's "extreme makeover", the crowd lets out an audible gasp. The video ends on an image, and four words--}
GO FOR THE KILL!!
Martha "MuddaFukkin" Faulken: LAW...WELCOME. To Validation.
{Martha turns to Tifa, who glares for a moment, having been cut off...before she grins from ear to ear. The two stand center-stage, raising their fists to the sky, standing before the image of their altered leader... a woman that appears to be more than ready for the night to come. The scene fades out to the sound of 'WeatherMan', by Dead Sara, and the dozens of cameras snapping photos of the image emblazoned across the screen. A reawoken Storm.}
{The Doc comes out of the curtain and walks to the ring, she is hot and has sweet jugs.}
Troy Franklin: This is the debut of the Doc, and she looks ready to become a tag team champion.
Duke King: She looks hot is what you mean.
{“Get Well Soon by Reggie & The Full Effect” blasts all over the speakers. As it does the beautiful Cindy Warren emerges from the back accompanied by her brother in law Todd. She smiles as she is wearing a stethoscope around her neck. She holds the end to the crowd to check the life of the crowd and they welcome her with loud cheers. She grins as she stretches her arms out and slaps the hands of the people cheering her on. She slides into the ring and slowly rises to her feet. She proudly raises her hands in the air}
Troy Franklin: Cindy Warren has a tall task ahead of her, not only are half of the fab four her opponents, the Doc has extremely limited experience.
{The fans begin to boo loudly as the opening cords of Money Ain't a Problem by Trina hits over the PA system, as the arena lights
dim, and begin flashing all over, a gold carpet rolls out, and out steps Angel Kash and Mackenzie Vaughn who have smug looks on their faces, They smirk before striking a pose for the fans who are booing the arrogant young women who just takes it in stride. They walk to the ring together.}
Troy Franklin: And here we go.
{Angel and Cindy lock horns in a collar and elbow tie up, but when both women end up in a neutral corner, the ref calls for the break. The two women step back to the center of the ring and lock up once more. This time, Cindy manages to trap Angel in a Side Headlock. He grinds it in, center of the ring. Angel lifts Cindy up out of it for a Belly to Back Suplex, but the nurse counters by flipping over onto her feet behind Kash. Cindy wraps her arms around the waist of Angel, forcing her towards the ropes and then pulling her back into a Rolling Prawn pinning predicament. 1…..2… Angel kicks out. Both are back up, and Angel fixes her tights. The two circle one another before Angel goes in for the collar and elbow, only to have Cindy duck around and behind her. Cindy grabs the right leg of Angel and trips her up, forcing her face first down onto the mat. Cindy floats over into the Front Facelock. Warren arches her back to increase the pressure, but Angel is soon to a knee. Eventually Angel works herself up to her feet again. She tries lifting Cindy up and over for the Northern Lights counter, but Cindy reverses the momentum in mid-air, falling back and taking Angel down with a vicious DDT! Cindy immediately goes for the cover. 1…..2… Angel kicks out!}
Troy Franklin: And thus far, Angel and Mackenzie are having a rough go of it right now!
{Cindy grabs Angel by the hair to bring her up to her feet. He leads Kash over to her corner before tagging in The Doc. A pop is heard as The Doc steps into the ring and delivers a well placed right hand to the ribs being exposed by Cindy. Cindy steps back out onto the apron at the referee's demand, and The Doc has Angel hooked in the center of the ring. Doc lifts Angel up into the air and holds her there for a few moments before finally letting Angel crash onto the mat with a Stalling Vertical Suplex. The Doc goes for the lateral press. 1…..2… Angel manages the kick out. The Doc starts lifting Angel up, but the Angel starts hitting some quick right hands to the gut of The Doc. Angel grabs the arm of The Doc for the Irish Whip, but she holds on and brings Angel right back and into a knee to the ribs. Angel doubles over and The Doc backs up off the ropes for momentum. The Doc comes back with the Clothesline attempt that Angel ducks under. The Doc stops in her tracks after the Lariat fails, but she doesn't have time to get back on the attack as he's taken right back down onto the mat with a Russian Legsweep from Angel. Angel gets up and heads over to the Untouchables corner. However, he finds that Sure Fire is standing down on the Mackenzie steps fixing her hair. Her back turned to the ring, Mackenzie seems to have no idea about Angel going for the tag. Angel calls out to Vaughn, who doesn't show any sign of response. Angel calls again, but still nothing from Mackenzie. The third shout causes Mackenzie to turn around. Mackenzie smacks her forehead in a "dummy" motion before stepping back onto the apron. But just when he's about to tag Angel, Angel gets taken down into a Bridging German Suplex by The Doc! 1….2…. - an escape by Angel Kash!}
Troy Franklin: This is ridiculous. Mackenzie wasn’t even ready?
Duke King: She needed a little more make-up I guess.
{Angel flops over onto her belly and holds the back of neck, aching from the Suplex. The Doc steps over her to slap the hand of Cindy, who begins climbing the turnbuckles. The Doc steps out onto the apron just as Cindy flies off and lands a perfect flying elbow to the back of Angel. Cindy rolls Angel over and covers her. One, two, thr - kickout! Cindy lifts Angel up off the canvas and hits a few right handed shots to the face. Cindy grabs the arm and sends Angel into the ropes. Grand ducks down, center of the ring. Angel stops short and kicks Cindy stiff in the face. Cindy shoots up to a vertical stance, but she manages to duck the Clothesline attempt. As Angel passes her, Cindy reaches up and grabs her by the neck, taking her down with a Neckbreaker. Angel is down on her back, and Cindy raises her right hand in the air to a pop from the audience. Cindy goes to the ropes, then rolls across the mat, hops up in the air, and lands on Angel with the Star Struck Splash! Cover by Cindy! 1…..2… - Angel gets a foot on the bottom rope! Cindy curses under her breath as he lifts Angel up to her feet. She lifts her up and sets her on the top turnbuckle in a neutral corner. Cindy begins climbing up with her, eventually making it to the top as well. He hooks Angel for the Superplex, but her first few attempts are blocked. Finally, she does manage to get Angel up, but in mid-air Angel flips over and comes crashing down on top of Cindy as the two land on the canvas!}
Troy Franklin: And now, maybe Mackenzie is ready.
Duke King: She’d better be.
{Angel is slowly up to her feet, holding onto the ropes as he does so. He tags in the eager hand of Mackenzie, who slowly steps through the ropes. Suddenly, Mackenzie charges with a right armed Clothesline that Cindy ducks under. When Mackenzie turns back, Cindy swings her right leg for a big time Sidekick that Mackenzie manages to duck underneath. Now when Cindy turns full circle back to facing Mackenzie, She picks Cindy up in a front waistlock position and rams him into an empty corner. Cindy slouches, grabbing her ribs. Mackenzie grabs ahold of the middle rope on either side of the turnbuckles and begins quickly sending her right shoulder into the rib area of the Nurse. The ref calls for a break, which Mackenzie does cleanly. Cindy works, holding onto the top rope, works her way over to the middle of the ropes. Mackenzie then grabs her and whips her across into the opposite ropes. Momentum brings Cindy back to Mackenzie, who throws Cindy up in the air for a Flapjack ... which Cindy counters in mid-air, by flinging Mackenzie across the ring as he's coming down with an Armdrag! The fans pop as Cindy is quickly back up to her feet and taking Mackenzie off hers with a Dropkick. Mackenzie falls back into an empty corner, which Cindy charges. She hops up in front of Mackenzie and sends him across the ring with a perfectly executed Monkey Flip variation. Cindy stands up and waves her hands in the air for a louder pop. She gets one. She then sprints towards Mackenzie across the ring, looking for a Stinger Splash in the corner ... but Mackenzie catches him! Mackenzie steps forward out of the corner, spins around, and PLANTS him with a Belly to Belly Suplex! Mackenzie covers Cindy. 1….2… by Cindy! Mackenzie picks up Cindy and brings her over to the heel corner, tagging in Angel. Angel steps in the ring and delivers a boot to the exposed ribs of Cindy, Mackenzie holding Cindy's arms back. The ref orders Mackenzie out of the ring, and she steps out onto the apron. Angel backs Cindy into a neutral corner and lays in a few stiff chops to the chest. She then leads Cindy forward towards the center of the ring, and she drops him with a Side Backbreaker. Lateral press by Angel. 1….2… kickout!}
Duke King: And this is now where Kash and Vaughn have a huge advantage. If they keep Cindy in the ring, The Doc won’t be much help, even when she gets in there.
{Angel gets up, aggravated. She lifts Cindy to her feet before jabbing Cindy in the face a few times. Cindy manages to block a wild fist, and she counters with a shot of her own. She then grabs the stunned Kash and drops him down with a jawbreaker that leaves the Angel lying. Cindy kips up to a pop from the audience. Cover by Cindy. 1…. Mackenzie's in to drop an elbow ... but Cindy moves! Mackenzie falls right on top of her own tag team partner! Mackenzie gets up to her feet, upset. She turns right around into a flying Clothesline that takes her down! Mackenzie rolls out to the floor as Cindy brings Angel up to her feet. She hits a few overhanded rights to the neck area before going for a whip which Angel reverses into an Irish Whip of her own. As Cindy's hitting the ropes, The Doc makes the blind tag and steps into the ring. Cindy ducks under a Clothesline from Angel, and she goes for the opposite ropes. Angel, with her back to The Doc, has no idea of the tag. He keeps her eyes locked on the running Cindy, so he therefore can't see The Doc coming when she nails her with a clothesline! Cindy in the meantime has scaled the ropes, and flying off with a Sponge-Bath-Splash (Frog Splash) Cindy rolls out of the ring as the Doc makes the cover 1….2….3!}
Troy Franklin: And this one is over! And guess what? The Doc did pretty well out there.
Duke King: Cindy did a lot of the work, but that may come back to haunt them later.
{The camera opens upon a door in the hallway, with three letters spray-painted across the front in hot pink -- bWo. Tifa BonJovi & Martha Faulken step up to the door, and Tifa knocks. A voice rings out...}
Voice: Y'all hold yer gat dam horses, wouldja? Tryin' tah get used tah this...
Martha: Babe... you look absolutely stunning.
Voice: That's the thing... I think I'm in love. Tifa, ya little psychotic loony bird... thank you.
Tifa: Any time, Sarah!! What can I say, after giving myself a makeover, ditching the drab, giving my hair a fresh coat of AWESOME... trust me. I know how tah make a gal happy!!
{At this, Martha arches an eyebrow. She seems as if she wants to respond... but holds her tongue, choosing instead to simply shake her head, smirking ever so slightly.}
Sarah: I bet you do... anyhow, Martha, I want you an' Tifa tah go scope out the match between Faith and that Asian chick. Haru-... Hara-... Harry Caray, or whatever the hell she goes by.
Tifa: HARUNA SAKAZAKI!! GAWD, Sarah, how can you not know Japanese, seriously?! Don't you listen to J-Pop? Don't you watch ANIME?!
Sarah: Ani-what?.....Martha, can you translate for me? I don't speak 'scene'...
{At this, Tifa once again pouts, crossing her arms, and staying silent. For once. Martha speaks. Thank God...}
Martha: She's just saying that, maybe you should expand your horizons, ya know? With this new appearance, this new attitude, this new DRIVE... maybe you could develop a new outlook? You're learning the computer, the internet, electronics, things of that sort. You could definitely stand to evolve on so many other levels. There's a whole WORLD out there, Sarah...
{The door opens. snOw steps out from within, and she has clearly undergone a change. Her hair is cut short, spiked, and dyed a winter white. She wears a pair of tight, torn jeans adorned by a spiked belt; her feet, clad in a pair of jet black work boots. Her wrists are wrapped with spiked bands; her hands are fit into a pair of black leather, fingerless biker gloves. She wears a black tee, with the words "Feel The Chill" scrawled across the front in white lettering. And around her throat, she wears a dog tag. But not her customary piece, which she usually wears in honor of her military brother, Tony. No, this one is gilded in gold... with the name 'Sarah' engraved. She's even had the letters gold leafed. She's taken it as a "gift" from Violet... as well as a reminder.}
{Martha seems a bit weary, worried Sarah might be peeved at her bluntness. Sarah stares for a moment, eyes trained on those of her girlfriend's...before she nods her head.}
Sarah: Ya know, Martha... yer right. Yer damned right. And when yer right?
Martha: ...I'm right?
Tifa: RIGHT!!
{Tifa exclaims, holding her index finger high in the air, as she beams with the excitement of a school girl. Both Sarah and Martha stare at her, and she quickly gets the message, lowering her hand, and zipping her lip. She even mimics the action, which ilicits an eyeroll from Martha, who chuckles softly.}
Martha: You can be so damned annoying Tifa... but I'll admit.
{She glances at Tifa, smiling warmly, patting the 'Gothic Goddess' lightly on the shoulder.}
Martha: ...you can be pretty cute sometimes.
{Tifa's eyes widen with glee, as she smiles from ear to ear.}
Martha: SOMETIMES. Don't let it go to that demented head of yours, sheesh. There's already quite enough wrong in there...
{Tifa smiles, beside herself with joy from the simple compliment. Sarah shakes her head with a smirk, before speaking.}
Sarah: Alright, alright, quit hittin' on the loon, and listen tah me. I want the both of yuz tah keep an eye on Faith. I watched Aphrodite's promo, I saw how her pal carried herself. Told Aphrodite that she says a lotta things that piss people off, an' that she needs tah check herself. Well she got that right, cuz tonight, not too long from now? I'm wreckin' that Greek mannequin and lettin' Faith pick the parts up so she can put her back tah-gether again. An' maybe when she gets reassembled, Aphrodite'll have the good sense not tah step in the ring with The Snow Storm. But I want the two of you to watch her in the ring. Maybe, if we play our cards right... we'll have another one for the good guys.
Martha: ...hey yo.
{Sarah grins, loving the fact that Martha picked up on the reference. She continues.}
Sarah: I love you, chica. But seriously, keep yer eyes peeled, an' glued tah the monitor. Ya never know, if the gal's got enough sense tah try an' put Aphrodite in her place, maybe there's hope fer her yet. But right now... I'm takin' yer advice, Martha.
Martha: How so?
{With this, Sarah reaches into her pocket, procuring a notepad.}
Sarah: We're in Chicago, right? Well, I'm gonna see if I can get Phil Brooks' autograph. Ain't like he's busy or anythin' anymore, ain't like he's got nothin' better tah do. I get his signature, an' THAT is somethin' worth gildin' in gold. 'Fore I hawk it on eBay.
Tifa: BUT I LOVE HIM!! I'LL TAKE THE AUTO--
{Martha clasps her palm over Tifa's mouth, without once turning an eye to her. Tifa continues to mutter, her voice muffled, as she tries to pry the hand away, without any luck. Martha responds to Sarah, irritation creeping into her voice.}
Martha: You're going to waste time trying to get an AUTOGRAPH, when you should be warming up for your match? Your DEBUT pay-per-view match. Really, Sarah?
Sarah: No, Martha, I'm "expandin' my horizons". Sight-seein', takin' in the scenery. Even learnin' 'bout online shoppin'! Trust me, babe, there IS a world out there...and Sarah Gordon plans on livin' every last bit of it. BAM!!
{Sarah takes off, as Martha releases her hand from Tifa's mouth. She calls out down the hallway as snOw marches out of the building.}
Martha: But...DAMMIT, SARAH!! Your match isn't too long from now! Forget the autograph and 'expanding your horizons', there's a time and a place for that, but right now, you need to FOCUS!! Get your head in the game!!....DON'T YOU THINK YOU'VE WORN THAT PHRASE OUT BY NOW?!
{Martha realizes snOw is long gone... She shakes her head and mumbles under her breath.}
Martha: Gah...'Bam' this, 'Bam' that. I really thought this makeover would get her eye back on what matters most...
{Tifa giggles, before shouting in Martha's ear.}
Tifa: BAM!!
{Martha's eyes widen, before she glares at Tifa. She doesn't even have to say a word, as Tifa 'locks' her own mouth, before 'throwing away the key'. This slightly softens Martha's demeanor, as her expression turns from irritation, to playful annoyance.}
Martha: You little brat. My ears are ringing, ya know?... Stand still. I think I see a fly.
{Martha raises a hand, and Tifa yelps, before scurrying off. Martha lowers the hand, smirks, and shakes her head. Before heading after the "The Unhinged Angel", as we head toward the ring...}
{"The End" plays out of the PA System and the crowd begins to boo as all the lights goes out. One, dully lit, spotlight shines down upon the stage to show three women...two massive women and one tiny, pale-skinned, female. The smallest of the bunch is in the lead of them with a clock in her right hand. With a mysterious smile on her face the small Irishwoman, Eryn Tyme, begins to walk down the ramp way while the other two, Angelina Goodnight and Alice Daylight, begin to follow her.}
Beth Harris: Introducing first, at a total combined weight, of 614 pounds, Alice Daylight, and Angelina Goodnight, the Circus of Madness!
{As they walked down to ringside the spotlight loyally followed them. With their names announced the Circus of Madness as made it to ringside where both Alice and Angelina simply stepped on the ring apron. Eryn meanwhile made her way to the steel steps, with her clock in hand, and up onto the apron. Eryn then bent over, between the middle and bottom rope, to enter the ring and the moment she got in the ring both of her followers stepped over the top rope. Now that all three women are in the ring the lights begin to brighten up as Eryn begins laugh maniacally. While continuing to laugh the Irish competitor flops back into a sitting position, with her back against the bottom rope, before finally stopped laughing as she gently place the clock down in front of herself. Both Alice and Angelina drop down to one knee however, as if waiting for either advice from their deranged leader or for the match to start.}
Troy Franklin: This monsterous team has to be considered favorites going into this match.
Duke King: I don't see how they can lose. Look at them, they're huge!
{The lights in the arena flicker quickly then suddenly flash off as “Applause” by Lady Gaga hits the PA system, as pink and white lights above the entrance way begin to flash on and off to the beat of the music. When the lyrics hit Zelda and Skye walk out onto the ramp. The flashing lights stop and instead a single spot light shines down on them as they pose. Skye raises her arms into the air soaking in the admiration as Zelda gets down to a knee and makes the heart symbol with her hands in front of her. The chorus kicks in and Zelda jumps up and throws her arms behind her before the two begin walking to the ring playing to the crowd. When they get to the ring the split up and each take a different side of the ring as the spot light splits in two as well to cover each woman. They play to the crowd on the apron before flipping backwards into the ring, pyros blast off of each corner and the lights flip on and they wait for the match to begin as the music dies down.}
Troy Franklin: This team is legendary, and it's looking to re-capture some glory, and some gold here tonight.
Duke King: They have their work cut out for them.
{Alice and Skye lock up mid-ring, with Skye quickly using a go-behind into a waistlock on the bigger woman. Alice backs Skye to a corner, then fires back two right elbows to the temple. She turns and begins driving knees into Skye’s gut. After four of these, the official steps in and orders the break. While the ref backs Alice away, Angelina runs on the apron and levels Skye with a clothesline! Some of the fans actually cheer. Alice yanks Skye to her feet and beils her across the ring to a neutral corner!}
Troy Franklin: The power of these two is incredible!
Duke King: EMF’s reunion may be cut short if this keeps up.
{Alice lifts Skye to her feet and repeats the move, this time causing Skye to pop up to one knee clutching her back and gasping for air. Alice grabs a handful of hair, lifts her up, and shoves her back into a corner. She grabs the middle rope, then begins driving his right shoulder into the ribcage of Skye. After four such attacks, Skye is seated on the mat, her head resting on the bottom buckle. Alice drives his right boot into Skye’s throat for a second, then walks to the opposite corner. Alice rushes out of the corner, heading toward Skye, but is cut off by a Zelda flying clothesline out of nowhere! Cheers are heard, and the official forces Zelda back to the apron after the stiff clothesline. Skye gets to her feet as Alice is on her hands and knees. Skye runs forward and delivers a loud basement dropkick to the face, drawing the appropriate “ooh”s from the crowd. Skye grabs Alice’s hair and drags her to the EMF corner. Skye lifts Alice up, grabs the left arm, and delivers a wristlock. She reaches out and slaps the hand of Zelda, who quickly climbs to the top rope and falls down with a double axehandle to the outstretched arm. Zelda applies a standing armbar. She sinks it in, then cranks back and forth, increasing the pressure and forcing Alice to one knee. Zelda grabs the wrist and drives hits elbow into Alice’s. Zelda tags Skye, who slingshots in, grabs the arm, and delivers an armdrag into an armbar. She drives his left knee into Alice’s temple, keeping her grounded.}
Troy Franklin: And now, finally, EMF has taken control.
Duke King: They have to make quick tags, and keep one of those giants in the ring as much as possible.
{Alice struggles his head from under the knee, then gets to one knee. He pushes his free right hand up into Skye’s chin and regains a vertical base. She pushes Skye back into the Circus corner, and Alice tags in Angelina Goodnight. Angelina steps over the ropes into the ring, lands on his feet, and slaps her right hand around Skye’s throat. Zelda comes in and she also gets caught! The official rushes to Angelina and breaks up the choking. He forces Zelda to the apron, but she argues. Meanwhile, Angelina grabs the left arm of Skye and drags her to mid-ring, where Alice comes in and assists in a double team stompdown. Alice holds Skye in place while Angelina bounces off the ropes, leaps up, and delivers a legdrop to Skye. Alice steps on the apron. Angelina lifts Skye to her feet, uses the left arm for an irish whip, but hangs on and yanks the arm back, forcing Skye face-first to the mat. Skye clutches the arm, and Angelina uses it to drag her to a neutral corner. She lifts Skye to her feet,drapes the arm over the top rope, and pulls it back in through the middle rope, stretching the arm out over the top! Skye screams in pain, and the ref gives the five count. Angelina releases, then knees the arm again. She whips Skye to the ropes and bounces off the opposite ropes. She leaps into the air and collides with the left shoulder, hitting a Diving Shoulderblock! Skye, ever the veteran, fights through the pain and crawls toward his corner, but Angelina cuts it off and yanks Skye’s hair, and sends her flying back to mid-ring. She drags Skye back to the Circus corner. She tags in Alice, who steps in, and they both whip Skye in, and connect with a double big boot! Alice covers for 1…2… kickout.}
Troy Franklin: And Skye Sparks barely escapes.
Duke King: But how much longer can she hold out here?
{ She covers again, for another two-count. Alice positions Skye how she wants her, then drops a leg of her own. Alice stands and crosses her arms, signaling that the match is over. She lifts Skye up onto her shoulders, looking for the Morning Daze, but Skye wriggles free, and shoves her off into the ropes. On the rebound, Skye connects with a hurricanrana that takes both women out. The women lay on the mat as the official begins the ten count. At the count of seven, each woman stirs. At the count of eight, Alice tags Angelina. She rushes into the ring, but Skye dives to her corner, stretches out his good right hand, and tags in Zelda! }
Troy Franklin: And there’s the tag!
{Zelda inters the ring, and instantly ducks when Angelina swings with a clothesline, keeps running, and knocks Alice off the apron with a running dropkick! Zelda hits the ropes, but Angelina turns and catches Zelda running in with a Sitout Spinebuster! 1…..2…no! Angelina whips Zelda to the ropes and delivers a Tilt-A-Whirl Powerslam. Skye dives in for the save, but Angelina shrugs the stomp off and casually clotheslines Skye. She slides his thumb across his throat, then lifts Zelda to her feet. She tucks Zelda in, then lifts him for a Powerbomb. However, Zelda nails him in the face with a right hand, causing Angelina to stumble back towards the corner. Zelda hooks the ropes, and Angelina is forced to release. Skye again charges, but Angelina catches her with a big boot. Zelda however, hooks Angelina’s arms from the middle rope, and then connects with a SUPER GAME OVER! Zelda covers Angelina for the 1….2…..3!}
Troy Franklin: EMF HAVE DONE IT!
Duke King: Somehow, some way, they were able to beat this gigantic tag team!
{“Applause” plays as Zelda rolls out of the ring and helps up Skye, as the two head to the back with their arms raised.}
Troy Franklin: I don’t know how they pulled it off, but EMF is now in the finals!
{We open to the bWo's locker room, where Tifa is alone. She is seen preparing for her match against Danica Jones, coming up RIGHT after her teammate snOw takes on Aphrodite. Tifa wears a pair of ripped fishnets, below a hot pink, leather mini-skirt. Her feet are slipped into a pair of jet black, platform boots with small skulls embedded into the sides. Around her waist is a black leather belt, accentuated by a diamond-encrusted skull buckle. Around her throat, she wears a spiked collar. Her hands are adorned with a pair of satin, fingerless gloves bedecked with glitter. And she wears one of her hand-designed t-shirts, a 'Tee By Tifa', this one in "honor" of Danica Jones-- }
{Tifa is busy lacing one of her boots, when a knock is heard.}
Tifa: Wait ONE second, I gotta... I got this, I can do this, I just... *Tifa throws her hands up in frustration, letting out a childish wail* Why must shoelaces be so DIFFICULT?!
{She somehow manages to tie her boot, before standing up and answering the door.}
Tifa: 'ello, 'ello, 'ello....Hello?
{She realizes no one's standing there. She scratches her temple, before shrugging her shoulders.}
Tifa: Must be hearing them again. {She peers upward. As if speaking to the voices in her head} REALLY WISH YOU WOULD KEEP IT DOWN UP THERE!! Cant'cha tell SOME people are tryin' tah get ready for their BIG pay-per-view debut?!
{Tifa turns on her heel, skipping toward the bench, all the while humming the tune to "They're Coming To Take Me Away". She rests upon the bench, folding one leg over the other, as she places her palms on the bench's surface. She tilts her head back, smiling mischieveously to herself.}
Tifa: The fans are gonna LOVE me!! They're gonna ADORE 'The Gothic Goddess'! Tonight, Tifa BonJovi FINALLY shines, the spotlight will be on ME, and I will prove alllll the doubters WRONG!! I AM Tifa FUCKING BonJovi, I am ORIGINAL, I am UNIQUE, I AM--
*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*
Tifa: ...Okay, now even I'M starting to get freaked out!! ><
{Tifa stands back to her feet, walking toward the door... she opens it...}
{...only to find that the hallway lights are out. She glares, arching an eyebrow, before the sharp sound of metal scraping against metal can be heard...this sends Tifa quickly stepping back inside, and slamming the door. Her expression transitions into that of worry, as she slumps down against the door...she slides down, resting upon the floor. A low, haunting moan echoes from the hallway, as Tifa begins to steadily rock, back and forth... The sounds of rasping upon the door can be heard, but she tries her best to ignore it. Humming a tune to herself... "Hush Little Baby"...}
Beth Harris: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our GRUDGE match, scheduled for one fall!!
{The lights in the arena begin to dim, before a strobe light flashes, quickly changing through multiple, bright and dazzling colors. The stadium suddenly appears as if it's transformed into a night club, as a steady trance beats flows through the speakers. "Siren" by Kat Krazy, featuring Elkka plays over the PA System as words appear on the screen in brilliant, shimmering gold -- "It's not personal... it's just business." These fade out, replaced by another phrase in sparkling silver -- "I ALWAYS get what I want!!"}
{The fans are already showing their hate as the lyrics slowly come through--}
"Beneath the stars, face to face, I told ya I love ya, won't let your heart break.
I'll run to the moon and walk on the sea, I'll start a new world for you and me...
And I'll save ya when the sky falls... Can you hear the siren call?
So together we can break down the walls... Can you hear the siren call?
"Now I'm everywhere. You know that I'll never let you go.
'Cause I'll save ya when the sky falls...
CAN YOU HEAR THE SIREN CALL?"
Beth Harris: Hailing from Heraklion, Crete... She is one fourth of The Fab Four! She is The Beautiful Nightmare....APHRODIIIITEE!!
{Golden sparks begin to rain down over the stage... before the stage begins to shift. The center of the stage seperates, and a platform rises from below... Aphrodite rests on her side, upon an elegant bed. She wears a fancy, fashionable robe, made of golden lace, with a golden cowl. Faith stands behind her, waving a giant, royal fan in her direction. Aphrodite is surrounded by small, marble pillars. From the pillars hang a banner, made from the finest parchment, proclaiming 'Your Goddess Has Arrived'. The beat intensifies, as the voice rings out once again--}
Troy Franklin: Well I'll be DAMNED, if this woman is gonna make an entrance at our debut ppv, by god she's gonna do it up right!
Duke King: She'd look good even in SNOW's dirty old clothes, but dammit, she is looking ELECTRIC tonight!!
{Aphrodite rises from the bed, lifting her hands out to the fans, to an overwhelmingly negative reaction here at The Hope Arena in Chicago. The platform descends, and the pair make their way down the ramp, as the golden sparks continue to shower down upon the stage. Faith waves toward the LAW faithful, who respond with nothing but 100%, pure hatred. Aphrodite throws her shoulders back, before acting as if she's going to kiss a young fan. But the self-proclaimed 'Greek Goddess' pulls away at the last second, leaving the fan to curse at her and later write it down in his feelings journal. She then walks toward the ring steps, taking her time to raise her hand to the fans, cuz the face ain't listening. She orders Faith to hold the middle rope down, which she does, and Aphrodite steps through... Aphrodite stands tall in the center of the ring, blowing a kiss out to the fans, before smiling egotistically to herself.}
Troy Franklin: The 'Goddess' has arrived in GRAND fashion tonight!!
Duke King: She's come to Validation in style, and who would expect anything less from--
{SUDDENLY, the roar of an engine can be heard, as the lights cut out once again...and familiar music begins to play.}
The guitars wail, the drums sound off, and then a voice speaks from the PA System. The voice of 'The Snow Storm' -- }[/color]
{The fans raise their voices in excitement as the voice of Emily Armstrong screams through the speakers -- }
{Dead Sara's "Weatherman" rockets from the PA system. The curtains are thrown back as a motorcyle blazes through, the LAW faithful cheering loud and proud. snOw sits upon the driver's seat, gripping the handlebars, and revving up the engine. Sarah's girlfriend, "MuddaFukkin" Martha Faulken, sits behind her, with her arms wrapped tightly around "The Chill Factor"'s waist. Sarah pounds her fist against her chest, before raising the fist high to the air, the fans showering her with love. Martha leans in, gives Sarah a peck on the cheek, and then "The Chill Factor" charges down the ramp.}
{The 'cycle approaches the ring, before Sarah slows it down a bit, riding alongside the ring apron. Sarah nods at the fans as she passes, Martha reaching out her hand and high-fiving a few of them. Sarah then parks the 'cycle beside the ring steps, before hopping off, along with Martha. Sarah bumps knuckles with a few of the fans, before the two slide under the bottom rope and into the ring. Sarah & Martha take to opposite corners, snOw lifting her fist up once more, while Martha raises the 'devil horns'. The two women then hop down from the turnbuckles, before they embrace in a brief, but passionate kiss. Faulken then turns her eye toward Aphrodite, who lifts her hand once again, screaming "TALK TO THE HAND, BITCH!!" This clearly frustrates Martha, but she keeps a cool head. She turns back toward Sarah, patting her softly on her cheeck, whispering -- "You got this." Martha then rolls out of the ring, leaving Sarah to turn her full attention to "The Greek Goddess".}
Troy Franklin: This is it, ladies and gents, the culmination to a feud that's been boiling over for a little while now!! These two have traded trash talk over the LAW 24/7 Live Feed for a few weeks, and now it's time for one of them to put their money where their mouth is!
Duke King: And as everyone knows, snOw's got a BIG mouth!! But all my money's on Aphrodite. C'mon, pick up a win for poppa beautiful, and I'll treat ya to a night out on the town!!
Troy Franklin: She wouldn't date you if you were the last man on earth, Duke, and you know it.
Duke King:...I know. ...SHUT UP, TROY!!
{Aphrodite stands up to snOw, bad-mouthing her, before paint-brushing her across the face. snOw reels her head to the side, lifting a hand to her mouth-- before smirking. She then QUICKLY steamrolls Aphrodite with a DEVESTATING lariat. snOw shakes the ropes with fury, getting the fans riled up for what's sure to be one hell of a contest.}
Troy Franklin: And snOw has come to Validation with a VENGEANCE!! She's displaying a side of herself we have yet to see up to this point!!
Duke King: Yeah, yeah, she got a makeover, she's focused, she's determined. What she ISN'T? Is a GODDESS!!
Troy Franklin: Well right now Duke, the so-called 'Goddess' is feeling the wrath of a Storm with something to prove!
Duke King: I'm still backing Aphrodite, one-hundred and ten percent! She can handle a little bit of 'snow'. Just like her pal Faith said, tonight at Validation, the snow MELTS!!
Troy Franklin: Only time will tell...
{snOw turns back to Aphrodite, before ripping her up from the canvas by the hair. snOw gazes out toward the jam-packed Hope Arena with a smile, before whipping Aphrodite into the ropes-- on the rebound, snOw leaps into the air and snaps off a move the fans have NEVER witnessed her perform in the past--}
Troy Franklin: OH MY GAWD!!
Duke King: ...
Troy Franklin: Sarah Gordon has just sent Aphrodite flipping head over heels and crashing back down with a HURRICANRANA!! And now, is there any DOUBT that this is an all-new Snow Storm?!
Duke King: She can cut the weight, she can tone up, she can add a few fancy moves to her repertoire. But she's STILL a foul-mouthed, dirty, disgusting REDNECK with a BAD attitude!
Troy Franklin: And the fans of LAW wouldn't have her any other way!
{snOw then quickly rises to her feet, before stepping towards the ropes. She places one boot on the bottom, sticking out her tongue and lifting the 'devil horns' to the sky, the fans eating up every minute of it. But while snOw is focused on the fans, Aphrodite lands a heel kick to the back of the head!}
Duke King: HA! Serves her right!
Troy Franklin: Well, while she may have undergone a few changes, it appears as if snOw is still having difficulty with her focus. As we witnessed earlier tonight, she was so wrapped up in meeting a 'SuperStar' that she left the arena with only one match before her PPV debut!
Duke King: And that lack of focus is costing her here at Validation!! Aphrodite's brought her down just as Sarah was trying to show off, and now she's putting the boots to her!!
{Aphrodite keeps snOw grounded with boot after boot to the abdomen, before lowering down and locking on a sleeperhold.}
Troy Franklin: And she's got that sleeper locked on tight!! snOw may have picked up some stamina, but once she's grounded, that newfound aerial ability is tossed RIGHT out the window!
Duke King: Whether she's using her strength or going high-risk, she's just the same as anyone on the roster once she's on that mat-- easy pickings! Aphrodite is gonna pull this one off, just you wait and see!!
Troy Franklin: Duke, this--
Duke King: BANK ON IT!!
Troy Franklin: ...You're a piece of work, ya know that?
Duke King: Best in the World.
Troy Franklin: Drole, Duke. Very drole...
{Aphrodite pulls Sarah to her feet, before backing her into a corner. She then delievers knee after knee to the ribs of snOw, before going for a few hard, knife-edge chops. The packed house of rabid fans boo the 'Beautiful Nightmare', letting her have an earful. But she pays them no mind, her focus set squarely on her opponent. Aphrodite then attempts to irish whip snOw toward the other corner...but is halted in her tracks, as snOw holds fast to the ropes.}
Troy Franklin: snOw is showing no give, she won't be taken down that easily!!
Duke King: She's lost some of her mass, but she's still able to hold her ground, I'll give her that much.
{snOw then brings Aphrodite in, leveling her with a wicked short-arm clothesline. snOw then heads up top...}
Duke King: Oh dear lord, what does she have in store now?!
Troy Franklin: It looks as if snOw is about to go to the high-rent district!! This is something we've hardly ever seen from Miss Gordon, but with the new frame, she may very well manage to surprise us here!
{snOw stands upon the second turnbuckle, looking over the crowd and raising a fist in the air. She then steps up to the very top... before soaring off with a picturesque moonsault!}
Troy Franklin: Now THAT is something we've never seen from snOw! The snow has fallen from the sky, and she's hit Aphrodite right on the money!!
Duke King: 'The snow has fallen from the sky'....really?
Troy Franklin: Hey, saw an opportunity, had tah take it. But dammit sports fans, Sarah Gordon is looking DAMNED impressive here at the biggest event LAW has held to date! She's busting out a few tricks we've yet to witness from the Alabama beauty, and it's all thanks to her newfound drive!! She put in the work neccessary to shed the pounds, and she's coming into this one with a reloaded arsenal!
{snOw brings Aphrodite up to her feet, before tossing her into the nearest corner. She then backs up a few steps, before looking out to the crowd, raising a leg, and patting her knee. She then glares back toward Aphrodite...before running in, and hitting a killer knee to the chest. She then wraps her arm around Aphrodite's head...before running out and bringing her crashing down with a bulldog!!}
Troy Franklin: And that scene was VERY reminiscent of the man whom Sarah Gordon apparently got the autograph of earlier!!
Duke King: DAMMIT!! Aphrodite, do something! Slap her, bite her...KICK HER IN THE LADY PARTS!!
{snOw grabs Aphrodite by the hair...but receives a fist to the gut, instantly doubling her over!}
Duke King: There ya go, baby, that's more like it!! Now bite her in the face!
Troy Franklin: ...you're one sick little man, Duke.
Duke King: Thanks for the compliment! I try.
Troy Franklin: Naturally, you'd take that as a compliment. It's like calling Crystal Hilton a self-centered, rich bitch. She'd smile and think you were singing her praises...
{snOw lowers to a knee, as Aphrodite measures her for the Love Spell, aka her trademark spinning heel kick. She lands the kick right on point, before going for the cover... but gets only a two-count. Undettered, she brings Sarah up to her feet before--}
Troy Franklin: SUPERKICK FROM OUTTA NOWHERE!! snOw just struck Aphrodite down with what she calls The Blizzard Kick, one of the moves I'm told she's added to her set of death blows!!
Duke King: Aphrodite, PLEASE GET UP!! You can't let this trailer trash end your winning streak!!
Troy Franklin: ...Duke, the gal's won one match.
Duke King: ......GET UP!!
{Suddenly, Mackenzie Vaughn and Angel Kash rush down to the ring, to the jeers of everyone in attendance. They attempt to rush down and assist their friend, but are cut off by Tifa BonJovi and Martha. Tifa and Martha do their best to keep the two members of The Fab Four at bay...but Faith slides into the ring!!}
Troy Franklin: Aphrodite's best friend, Faith, has entered the ring, and the ref's back is turned!! His attention is on the commotion at ringside!!
Duke King: YES!! Faith, do me proud, bring home the win for Team Fabulous!!
Troy Franklin: You're saying you're fabulous?
Duke King: No... but THEY think so!! I'm their number one fan!
Troy Franklin: Duke, you're their ONLY fan.
Duke King: DEFACTO, bay-bee!!
{Faith turns snOw around, and WASTES her with a chairshot!! snOw is down, and Aphrodite goes for the cover. 1....2...3!}
Duke King: OH HELL YEAH!!
Troy Franklin: I can't believe it!!
{Aphrodite rises to her feet, laughing at Snow, before looking out at her Fab Four buddies who have been joined by Faith. The three women look as if they could go to war at any moment with The Bitch World Order... snOw, having recovered a little, rushes out of the ring, and up the ramp, evening the odds in the battle against Angel, Mackenzie & Faith. As the brawl ensues, Lucas Dupree walks through the curtains and stands on stage, microphone in hand.}
Lucas: Okay, alright, ENOUGH!!
{All six women stop trading fists, as they look toward the boss man.}
Lucas: Ya know... I can't have a riot on my hands. So I am BARRING both The Fab Four, as well as The bWo from ringside during this next match, Tifa BonJovi vs Danica Jones. And if any member of you two groups interfere, you will be suspended...INDEFINITELY!! You can say hello to Kandi Washington for me! Now... ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome, to the RETURNING... Danica Jones!!!
{Aphrodite then runs toward the brawling women, joining in and turning the odds in The Fab Four's favor. This leads to Luke calling in the security to handle the situation. They escort all four members of TFF as well as Martha and Sarah to the backstage area, w/snOw being especially difficult to subdue.}
Troy Franklin: That coulda been a pier-six brawl!! Maybe one day we'll find both of these factions standing on opposite sides of the squared circle, in one HELL of a war!
Duke King: I would LOVE to see that, the more lovely ladies the BETTER! But right now Troy, it's time for the debut of the bWo's Tifa BonJovi! She's already standing in the middle of the ring!!
Beth Harris: This next match is scheduled for ONE fall. Already in the ring, hailing from Sinister City, Nevada, she is 'The Gothic Goddess'... 'The Unhinged Angel'... Ladies All-Star Wrestling, please welcome, making her debut at LAW's FIRST iPPV, Tifa...BonJOVI!!!
{Tifa skips around the ring, blowing kisses to all the fans, who really don't know what to make of her. She hops onto a corner post, raising her fists, soaking in the.....well, complete and utter disinterest....Beth, do yo' thang, honey child!!}
Beth Harris: And now, making her long-awaited return to LAW, she makes her home in The Hamptons, she is the NEWEST Sensation... Danica... JOOONES!!
Troy Franklin: The cousin of Fab Four member Angel Kash, Danica has FINALLY returned, and she's ready to make an IMPACT!!
Duke King: Ya got that right, Troy, and I can guarantee you right now... Tifa can try and degrade Danica in that little 'press conference' all she wants, but she doesn't have a CLUE what's coming her way!!
{"New York, New York" by Digital Daggers begins to play, as the crowd roar with anticipation. They may have been firmly behind Tifa's buddy, snOw, in the previous match...but there's no denying who the fans are rooting for in this one. The song continues to play for a few moments...but there's no sign of Danica...}
Duke King: Uhh... what on earth is goin' on here?
Troy Franklin: I have no idea, Duke... d'ya think she left the company again?
Duke King: I dunnk, Troy, but I gotta feeling that--
*BOOM*
{Suddenly, a LOUD explosion rocks the stage, causing Tifa to jump. The startled BonJovi holds her hands to her ears, apparently feeling a ringing in her head... she drops to her knees, and begins to rock back and forth...before the lights cut out.}
Troy Franklin: What in GOD'S name--
{As the arena is engulfed in darkness, harsh cackling is heard... before the sounds of a violent wind filter through the speakers...enya's 'Pax Deorum' begins to play, as a deafening silence has fallen over the audience. Lights begin to flash, highlighting the sheer terror in the eyes of Tifa... the lights turn a shade of violet...
{...before turning a deep, dark, blood red.}
Voice From The Speakers: Tifa... I tried to warn the three of you. I TRIED to give you a fair shot at backing off. But little girl... you have forced my hand. And you have left me with no choice... but to do something... that even I will regret. ...oh, who I am I kidding? I regret nothing. Regret is for the weak. Human emotions mean nothing to me.
Voice: ....for I am The Third.
{The music continues, before the flashing crimson colored lights cease...a few loud noises are heard, as the fans are shouting in dismay... the cries of Tifa ring out through the building, and the fans can't help but feel sorry for her. But their cries fall on deaf ears...}
{The lights return, the music is cut. And so is Tifa. She lies in a crimson pool, absolutely drenched in blood. Every inch of her is cut open, wounds covering every exposed surface. And standing above her, is Violet. Aka, 'The Third', holding nothing more than her blood-soaked hands, up before herself, dripping and clenched into claws. She grins malevolently down upon the brutalized body of Tifa BonJovi. Tifa barely moves, but every few seconds, she coughs up a wad of blood, writhing as if she were on the verge of death. Sarah and Martha rush down to the ring... Violet meets Martha, dropping her with a toe hold, before applying Martha's own Fujiwara Armbar, only her lock is like a death grip, not letting go, and clearly with one intent--crippling Sarah's girlfriend. Martha thrashes about wildly, as Sarah tries as best she can to pull Vi off, but now overcome with the strength of The Third, she is unstoppable. Finally, a loud *CRACK* can be heard...and The Third has accomplished what she set out to do. She stands. Stares Sarah right in the eyes. Before shaking her head... and heading out of the ring, without a single word.}
Troy Franklin:...I cannot believe what we just witnessed.... This, 'Third'... this THING... she is remorseless...I have a feeling she just paid back the bWo, ten-fold... this may very well be the end of a short-lived run...
Duke King: For once, I'm speechless...
{Violet, or whatever you call this entity... she walks through the curtains, leaving Sarah knelt down between her two best friends, almost on the verge of tears, as she desperately tries to revive them...}
Beth Harris: The following match is for the Marquee Championship and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Lois Angeles, California The Reflection of Perfection Crystal Hilton!!!
{All of a sudden "Superstar" by Lupe fiasco starts playing all over the Pa system. Two lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of boos and she slowly makes her way out walking down the aisle. Crystal cracks a grin as her photographers line up to take a picture of her. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She smiles bouncing around a bit as she awaits her opponent to come out..}
Beth Harris: And her opponent the LAW Marquee Champion Violet!!
{Pretty Little Psycho by Porcelain Black cues as Violet appears at the of of the ramp, dressed in a leather Jacket with a cotton hood attached. Ruby Tuesday appears behind her. She raises her arms and once the base starts, Ruby pulls off the jacket as Purple Strobe lights go off beside her. She walks down the ramp, flipping off the occasional fan. She gets to the apron and pulls herself up, she puts her back to the ropes before winking and flipping herself backwards over the top rope, landing on her feet on the other side. Ruby claps her hands from ring side, cheering on her boss. With a evil grin she backs up into a corner, leaning and waiting}
Troy Franklin: This should be a good match between these women.
Duke King: Many are saying that Crystal got rushed into this title match but after beating Snow on the last show she has earned herself a shot at the Marquee Championship.
Troy Franklin: Violet has been on a roll but a few weeks ago she lost to Crystal’s best friend Zelda. Tonight she has to deal with the Rose Goddess herself.
{The bell sounds and the moment it does Crystal holds up one finger to Violet telling her to wait a second. Crystal turns her back to the redhead as she begins to pose for her photographers which instantly snap photo after photo. She smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair, and Violet has had enough of Crystal’s showboating as she sneaks up behind Crystal yanking her by the hair. She grabs Crystal by the hair tucking her underneath an arm as she sprints at fullspeed and drops her face first into the mat with a running bulldog. Crystal is laid out on the mat, and she begins to grab at her face in pain. Violet doesn’t bother for a pin as she grabs Crystal’s legs and turns the Latina over for a sharpshooter. Crystal screams before she sends both legs into Violet’s chest as she pushes her away. She instantly kips up to her feet and when Violet runs back at Crystal, Crystal jumps up locking her legs around Violet’s head to bring her down to the mat with a hurricarana. Crystal smiles as she slaps her hands together. She quickly runs towards the ropes and when she reaches them she springboards of them with a moonsault. She is about to land on Violet when the redhead throws her knees up causing Crystal to land into them.}
Troy Franklin: Crystal went for broke with that springboard moonsault.
Duke King: And it didn’t pay off as Violet was able to get her knees up.
{ Crystal rolls around on the ground clutching at her chest in pain. Violet yanks Crystal off of the mat and whips her to the corner. Crystal’s back hits the corner turnbuckle with a loud thud. Violet sprints towards Crystal in the corner as she splashes her in the corner. She nails her with a slap and Crystal’s reaches for her face in pain as Violet sets Crystal up on top of the corner turnbuckle. Violet walks up to the top of the turnbuckle. Both girls are on the top. Violet nails a left hook and Crystal counters with a right. The two are fighting right at the top and eventually Crystal pushes hard as she sends Violet to the mat. Crystal is standing on top of the turnbuckle and she leaps off with a 450. Violet moves out of the way as Crystal hits the mat. She is pounding away at the mat as Violet slowly stands up to her feet. Violet stares at the ropes and she slowly begins to ascend them. Without hesitation she leaps off of them and lands on top of Crystal with a diving headbutt. Crystal holds her head in pain as Violet hooks her leg for a pin fall… One….Two….. Kickout….}
Troy Franklin: Somehow Someway Crystal was able to get a shoulder up.
Duke King: If I am Violet I would continuously work on that head so you can pin Crystal and be done with it.
{Violet rises back up to her feet as she yanks Crystal up as well. Crystal pushes Violet away. Violet runs at Crystal and Crystal takes the time to nail her with her spinning roundhouse kick (Flashing Lights Kick) it connects as it drops Violet to the ground. Crystal doesn’t bother with the pin fall as she begins to showboat again. She grins as she poses for the camera again.}
Troy Franklin: Crystal connects full on with her Flashing Lights Kick.
Duke King: Yet she is taking the opportunity to showboat instead of pin. This could be foolish.
{Crystal points to the ropes as she signals to the crowd that this is over. She taunts Ruby Tuesday before she jumps up to the top of the ropes. She points at the lights, before she makes a little camera symbol in her hand pointing it at Violet. She does a 180 as she keeps her back to Violet but what she doesn’t see is Violet kip up to her feet and run to the top of the ropes. She is behind Crystal, and she quickly jumps up wrapping her legs tightly around Crystal’s head and she yanks downwards sending her head first into the mat with her Shrinking Violet. Crystal is laid out on the mat as Violet smiles turning Crystal over hooking her for the pin fall…. One….Two…. Three…..}
Troy Franklin: Violet has done it, she has defended her title tonight in Chicago.
Duke King: And in what fashion. Definitive win for Violet.
Beth Harris: And the winner of this match as a result of a….
{Beth doesn’t finish as Violet grabs her championship pushing her to the side. The referee helps Crystal up to her feet and Violet takes the championship and plants it across the face of Crystal sending her back down to the mat. The crowd boos loudly as Violet raises her title in the air as we fade out to elsewhere.}
Troy Franklin: And it's time for the finals of the tag team title tournament!
Duke King: We'll see how they fair against the Doc and Cindy Warren.
{The lights in the arena flicker quickly then suddenly flash off as “Applause” by Lady Gaga hits the PA system, as pink and white lights above the entrance way begin to flash on and off to the beat of the music. When the lyrics hit Zelda and Skye walk out onto the ramp. The flashing lights stop and instead a single spot light shines down on them as they pose. Skye raises her arms into the air soaking in the admiration as Zelda gets down to a knee and makes the heart symbol with her hands in front of her. The chorus kicks in and Zelda jumps up and throws her arms behind her before the two begin walking to the ring playing to the crowd. When they get to the ring the split up and each take a different side of the ring as the spot light splits in two as well to cover each woman. They play to the crowd on the apron before flipping backwards into the ring, pyros blast off of each corner and the lights flip on and they wait for the match to begin as the music dies down.}
Troy Franklin: Well, EMF look ready. They beat the giant Circus of Madness earlier.
Duke King: But now they have to completely change their gameplan.
{The Doc comes out of the curtain and walks to the ring, she is hot and has sweet jugs.}
Duke King: I love the Doc.
{“Get Well Soon by Reggie & The Full Effect” blasts all over the speakers. As it does the beautiful Cindy Warren emerges from the back accompanied by her brother in law Todd. She smiles as she is wearing a stethoscope around her neck. She holds the end to the crowd to check the life of the crowd and they welcome her with loud cheers. She grins as she stretches her arms out and slaps the hands of the people cheering her on. She slides into the ring and slowly rises to her feet. She proudly raises her hands in the air}
Troy Franklin: The Doc and Cindy Warren managed to knock off Mackenzie Vaughn and Angel Kash earlier
Duke King: But the question is how fresh is Cindy Warren after she worked most of that last match.
{The bell sounds as The Doc heads over to a corner opposite the one where Zelda has made her way over to. They stand on the apron as the bell sounds. Sparks and Cindy, the legal women now, are mixing it up in a corner. Right from Sparks, and then a right from Cindy. Sparks. Cindy. Sparks. Cindy. Sparks. Sparks. Sparks. And then Cindy hits a knee to the gut. Cindy grabs Skye by the head and takes her to the center of the ring and down on the mat with a running Bulldog. Cindy gets up and starts stomping on her. She then backs into the ropes for momentum before coming back and dropping a knee across the forehead of Skye. Lateral press, but she only gets a two. Cindy brings Sparks up and backs her into a team-less corner. She rams her knee into the ribs of Sparks a few times before the referee calls for a break. Cindy grabs the arm for the Irish Whip but Sparks holds on and sends Cindy across to the opposite team-less corner. Skye charges in and hops up for the Monkey Flip, but Cindy catches her and turns her around so that he is seated on the top turnbuckle. Cindy throws a few right hands to the gut of Sparks, and then Skye manages to throw a couple rights of her own to the face of Cindy. She grabs the Nurse by the head in a front facelock position and pulls her in towards the corner. Sparks jumps out of the corner and spins around, taking Cindy down with a Tornado DDT. Cover by Sparks. One, two, kickout.}
Troy Franklin: Beautiful DDT by Skye Sparks!
{Skye lifts Cindy up to her feet and leads her to the EMF corner. He slaps the hand of Zelda and the crowd pops when the pixilated princess enters the ring. She kicks Cindy in the midsection three times before shooting her into the ropes. Zelda jumps up for the Hurricanrana on the running Cindy, but Cindy catches her on her shoulders. Cindy lifts Zelda up high, Last Ride-style. But before she can Powerbomb her, Zelda starts throwing rights to the face. In a moment of weakness, Cindy can't find Zelda as she falls backward and takes Cindy over in a Hurricanrana! Cindy rolls over to her corner due to the move, and she feels The Doc reach over and slap her shoulder.}
Troy Franklin: And here comes the Doc!
Duke King: Here we go! Mother vs Daughter!
Troy Franklin: That's...not even real.
{Cindy looks up at The Doc a little confused. The Doc assures her it's alright and enters the ring. Fans pop as The Doc and Zelda circle each other. Both The Doc and Zelda go in to lock up. Zelda manages to grab the right arm of the Doc and she takes her into a Wristlock from behind. The Doc doesn't stay in it long, managing to twist out of it and take Zelda into her own Wristlock. Zelda immediatley reaches up and grabs The Doc by the head, overpowering her and taking her over with a Snapmare. The Doc rolls across the ring and gets to her feet. She grabs the back of her neck while he stares at the smiling Zelda. The Doc tries charging at Zelda, but Zelda easily takes her over with an Armdrag right into an Armbar. The Doc grimaces at the pain as she manages to get to a knee. She then ducks down and takes Zelda over with a Fireman's Carry variation. Both women shoot back up. The Doc lunges forward for the lock-up, but Zelda fakes it and then twists around behind The Doc in a waistlock. The Doc tries to fight it, but when he realizes she can't escape she shoots an elbow to the head of Zelda. Zelda stumbles back, and The Doc seems excited now. She starts nailing Zelda with right hands to the face. She then Irish Whips her into the ropes and hits her on the way back with a clothesline that takes Zelda down. Zelda's down, so The Doc is satisfied with her work. He heads over to Cindy and tags her back in. Cindy steps through the ropes and picks Zelda up off the ground. She hooks her, lifts her in the air, and drops her with a Suplex. Cindy walks to a team-less corner and boosts herself onto the second turnbuckle. She jumps off for the Kneedrop, but Zelda manages to roll out of harm's way. Cindy gets up grabbing at her leg. Zelda is up as well and he nails Cindy with a Dropkick. Cindy falls back into the ropes. Zelda charges her, and Cindy ducks down for the Back Body Drop. He lifts Zelda up over the ropes, but she manages to land on her feet on the ring apron. Cindy walks to the center of the ring, thinking she's bought some time. But when he turns around, Zelda flies through the air and takes her down with a Springboard Missile Dropkick. He goes for the cover, 1…..2…kickout.}
Troy Franklin: Zelda is on fire tonight!
{Zelda grabs Cindy and takes her over to the EMF corner. She climbs the buckles and throws the ten count-along right hands to the face before tagging in Skye. Both Zelda and Skye grab an arm of Cindy and whip her across to the medical corner. Skye then grabs the left arm of Zelda for the Irish Whip, but she holds on and lets Zelda send her across towards Cindy. But when Sparks gets to Cindy, she receives a shot to the face from The Doc on the apron! Cindy, unharmed, tags in The Doc. Cindy steps back onto the apron. Sparks is using the ropes to get back up, and she doesn't see The Doc coming. The Doc shoots for the right leg of Sparks, taking her off her feet and down onto the mat. Sparks rolls to the middle of the ring grabbing her braced right knee. The fans boo when The Doc comes over and starts stomping on the leg. She grabs the right leg and lifts it up, before dropping an elbow down onto the inside knee. Right after the elbow, The Doc scissors the right leg of Sparks. Locked in the hold, Sparks's pain is increased when the Doc pounds on the knee with her fists. The Doc lets the move go and gets back up, still holding the right leg. She drops another elbow to the inside before locking in the scissors once more. More shots to the knee causing Sparks to cry out. The Doc lets it go and gets up, but he still holds onto the leg. He puts her foot over the leg and traps Sparks in a Stepover Toehold. Sparks isn't trapped for long, as she kicks The Doc off of her. The Doc falls back into the ropes, but she comes right back for Skye. He flips over her on the canvas, grabbing the legs and bridging into a pinfall in the process. 1….2… Sparks kicks out. Skye screams at the pain the kickout caused her leg, but she still gets up to her feet. Doc approaches Sparks from behind and stomps at the back of her right leg. She manages to back Sparks into the heel corner and tags in Cindy.}
Troy Franklin: And now, the Doc and Cindy are again in control of this match.
Duke King: And the Doc is proving herself to be more than just a pretty face.
{The Doc steps out onto the apron and Cindy enters, keeping Sparks in the heel corner. Cindy lifts the right leg of Sparks up and puts it over the middle rope. She leans into the ropes while twisting the right knee terribly over the middle rope, causing Sparks to scream. Cindy brings Skye out of the corner and to the center of the ring. She grabs her by the right knee and lifts her up into the air before dropping her with a devastating Kneebreaker. Skye's down, and Cindy grabs the right leg and steps over it. He's looking for the Figure Four, but Sparks counters by kicking Cindy in the backside on her way around. Cindy is sent forward towards the face corner, and Zelda gives Cindy a good shot in the face! Cindy stumbles backwards into a desperation School Boy by Skye 1….2….3kickout!}
Troy Franklin: And EMF almost picked up the win!
Duke King: After a cheap shot from Zelda!
Troy Franklin: Turnabout is fair play!
{Sparks stays down, but Cindy is back up to her feet, feeling slightly embarassed at having been taken so close to losing. Cindy drags Sparks over to the ropes and sets the right leg on the bottom rope. Cindy builds up momentum on the ropes before throwing herself up on the air only to fall down on the elevated leg of Sparks. He puts the leg on the rope again and repeats the attack. The Doc outside is calling for a tag, and Cindy does so. The Doc gets in and grabs the legs of Sparks. He hooks her hands through them and turns her over into a Texas Cloverleaf submission hold. Skye refuses to quit, and Zelda keeps cheering her on. After releasing the hold, The Doc slowly walks towards the face corner. Zelda is smiling, but The Doc sure isn't. And then The Doc decides to spit in Zelda's direction, also getting her in the face. Now Zelda's smile is gone. The fans in the arena aren't laughing anymore. And then Zelda bursts through the ring ropes to attack The Doc, but the official quickly jumps over to the corner and holds Zelda back. Cindy gets in the ring and he and The Doc stomp on Skye. They pick Sparks up and Irish whip her into the ropes. Cindy and The Doc join hands like they did at the beginning of the contest, looking for the double clothesline. But Sparks ducks it! He hits the ropes on the opposite side and then he leaps, taking down both men with her OWN double clothesline! Zelda takes her position back on the apron and the official goes back to the legal women. Cindy has rolled outside the ring for a breather. The Doc is down in the center of the ring. Sparks finally manages to pull himself to her feet, looking very weak in the right leg. When she realizes the position of The Doc on the mat, he looks to all corners of the arena as the arena starts popping for what may be. Sparks hobbles over to a corner and grabs the top turnbuckle. She pulls back ... but she can't hop to the top! Her leg isn't strong enough! So she decides to do it the hard way. She steps out onto the apron. She puts a foot up on the bottom turnbuckle and starts climbing. Very slowly. So long in fact that The Doc has started stirring. She makes her way over to the corner where Sparks is climbing. Skye eventually gets to the top, and Doc has by now climbed to the second turnbuckle. The Doc pounds the midsection of Sparks with fists. He then hooks Sparks. She tries lifting for the Superplex, but she can't get her over. Then Skye starts fighting back with rights of her own. Doc's hook on Skye is broken. And then using all he's got in her, Sparks flips over Doc and brings her down with the SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB!}
Troy Franklin: What a move by Skye Sparks!
Duke King: I hope the doc is okay!
{The fans are all on their feet. Sparks slowly starts crawling toward the face corner. Slowly. Slowly. Craig is starting to move by now, and she's crawling after Skye, trying to stop her. Zelda is leaning over the ropes as far as she can, arm extended. Her foot pounds on the mat along with the noise made by the fans. Sparks's inching her way further and further. Until finally ... she tags in Zelda! Zelda jumps over the ropes and into the ring to an immense pop. Cindy hurries into the ring to meet Zelda, but he gets only a right hand. Cindy pops back up, but she still gets taken down with a right hand. Doc gets up to meet Zelda, and he gets an Irish Whip across the ring. Zelda follows her in and jumps up, Monkey Flipping Craig across the ring and into her own tag team partner! The Doc slowly gets back up and walks right into a kick to the gut from Zelda. Zelda turns The Doc around and locks her in a full nelson position. She holds her left hand up in the air for another pop, signaling for the end. Zelda spots Cindy charging towards her, so she pushes The Doc away. Zelda ducks down at the last second and Back Body Drops Cindy over the ropes and down onto the floor outside the ring! Zelda grabs The Doc one more time in the position he had before. Doc is able to elbow her way out, and clubs Zelda down. Doc stumbles around and pulls up Zelda and hooks her in a front facelock, looking for a DDT, But Zelda charges and pushes her back into the Cindy/Doc corner. Cindy has recovered, and tags herself in. Zelda doesn’t see it, and Cindy steps in and clubs her in the back. Cindy charges Zelda, but Zelda sees her coming, and moves out of the way, and Cindy runs into The Doc in the corner! Doc collapses out of the ring, and Cindy backs up, her face shocked by what she’s done. And Cindy then falls victim to the Game Over! Zelda hooks the leg. 1….2…..3!}
Troy Franklin: EMF have done it! They are the new tag team champions!
Duke King: At least Doc is okay.
{“Round of applause” begins again, and Zelda and Skye have gathered the tag team titles, and hold them up proudly. Doc pulls Cindy out of the ring and checks on her as EMF celebrate.}
Troy Franklin: EMF have etched their name in L.A.W. history! The first ever tag team champions.
Beth Harris: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the LAW World Championship. Introducing first the challenger from Hollywood California weighing in at 120 lbs she is Sin!!!!!!
{Sinner by Drowning Pool begins to blast across the speakers. As it does Sin walks down to the ring. She slides into the ring as she is cheered by the crowd.}
Troy Franklin: Tongiht Sin has the biggest opportunity of her career. She has a chance to become the LAW World Champion.
Duke King: All it would take is beating the champion Kate Steele. She does that she will be the top dog in all of LAW.
Beth Harris: And her opponent the LAW World Champion. From Berkshire England weighing in at 110 lbs she is LiL Miss Ultraviolence Kate Steele!!!!!
{“Monster by Paramore” begins to blast all over the speakers. As it does so we are able to see Kate Steele-Warren emerge on the entrance ramp. She has a guitar in her hand but she doesn’t even bother to strum at it. She shows absolutely no emotion before she decides to hand her guitar to her husband Todd Warren who escorts her. She walks down to the ring locked in a trance as fans eagerly stretch out their arms to get the redhead to slap their hands. However what they get in return is nothing. No screaming, no reaction, just Kate simply walking to the ring. Todd smiles as he takes her place and tries to slap their hands but the fans pull back as they give him dirty looks.
She finally makes her way to the ring and once she get’s there she quickly slides into the ring. The fans roar with Steele chants but she just bounces around for a bit not acknowledging them as her mind is focus on the match itself.}
Troy Franklin: Kate Steele has been on fire since becoming the World Champion.
Duke King: At our last show she was able to overcome one of the top LAW wrestlers in Skye Sparks. Let’s see if she can carry that momentum over to this match with Sin.
{The referee calls for the bell and as they do it sounds loudly across the arena. Both women emerge out of the corner and they each extend a hand as they slap them together. The match starts up with both women circling around one another. Kate is quick on her feet as she begins to deliver some martial arts kicks to the stomach of Sin. Sin takes one blow, she takes another blow but when it comes time for a third kick Sin manages to catch the third kick and as she does Kate is forced to hop around on one leg. Kate goes for an enziguri but Sin ducks underneath it as Kate lands on the mat.. Sin is still holding Kate’s leg and she immediately places the redhead in a figure four. She locks the move on tightly as she pulls on Kate’s legs. Kate screams as she begins to crawl for the ropes. She is inches away and she eventually makes it to the ropes. The referee calls for the rope break and Sin gives the clean break.}
Troy Franklin: Kate opened up with some good martial arts kicks.
Duke King: But Sin was there to counter it. She needs to keep working on Kate and might find herself as LAW World Champion.
{Kate struggles to make it to her feet, and Sin is already up. Sin grabs Kate by the hair as she tucks her underneath an arm. Without hesitation she drives her right into the mat with a very powerful ddt. Kate remains laid out on the floor as Sin drops down hooking a leg for the pin fall. One…..Two…… Kate is able to kick out. Sin can’t believe it as the referee holds up two fingers telling her that it was a two count. Sin grabs Kate by the hair and brings the English woman up to her feet. She irish whips Kate towards the ropes and when Kate runs back, the redhead jumps up nailing Sin with a drop kick that sends her right to the mat. Sin rises back up to her feet and Kate takes the moment to speed things up. She heads over to the ropes springboarding off of them as she lands on top of Sin with a crossbody.. She remains on top of her hooking a leg for the pin fall. One….Two…… Kickout…. Sin manages to kick out at the very last second and Kate rolls off as she kips up to her feet.}
Troy Franklin: Kate with a beautiful crossbody.
Duke King: But it wasn’t enough. She is going to have to wear down Sin a lot more if she wants to walk out with a retention.
{Kate is back on her feet. Sin rises back up as well as soon as she does Kate walks over to Sin. She grabs her as she floats over her for her ddt but Sin remains on her feet as she counters with a Northern Lights Suplex. She flips Kate over her head with a Northern Lights Suplex. She remains bridged for a pin fall. One…. Two…. Kate is the one who is able to kick out at this time. Sin is up on her feet and she is demanding for Kate to get up. Kate is finally up and Sin launches her seven sins kick. As soon as Kate turns around Kate is able to duck underneath the kick and she lands on the opposite of Sin. Kate lifts Sin up over her body and holds her up in the air before dropping her to the side with her Punk Driver. Sin is out of it as Kate hooks a leg for the pin fall… One… Two….. Three…….}
Troy Franklin: PUNK DRIVER!!!!!!
Duke King: She got the three count and that will be it!!!!
Beth Harris: And the winner of the match and still your LAW World Champion Kate Steele!!!!!
{Kate is handed her Word Championship and she raises it high in the air. The fans begin to cheer as she leaves the ring slapping the hands of the fans that are cheering her on. The referee checks on Sin as we fade out on this image}