Post by Lucas Dupree on Mar 4, 2017 18:43:00 GMT -5
{A blank screen, until the LAW logo flashes on the screen. "Rise Up" by Saliva begins as the opening video for LAW begins to play showing all the incredible action and highlights of LAW’s existence. When the video finishes an explosions erupts and sends the LAW fans into a frenzy as the camera switches to the wide view of the arena and begins to pan this excited trio.}
Troy Franklin: Hello everyone and welcome to LAW Rising Stars! We are live from the Verizon Center in Washington, DC! I'm Troy Franklin alongside my broadcast partners Duke King and Skye Sparks, and tonight, we have 8 huge matches 4 of them title matches, and the entire landscape of LAW could change here tonight!
Duke King: Absolutely Troy, We've got records on the line, records that could be shattered if the champions retain, and a tale of so close, but so far away if some lose. We definetely could see some Rising Stars tonight!
Skye Sparks: Your puns are dreadful. I am only looking forward to seeing Amy Jo Smyth fail, Mackenzie Roberts retain, and hopefully Kate Steele get some sense slapped into her for making this bloody awful team with Kenzi.
Troy Franklin: Well, that's Skye's choices...
Duke King: Gabby Camacho and Amy Jo Smyth is going to be intense. Mackenzie has already achieved so much that she's cemented her spot. Guilty Pleasure better win. I'd keep my eye on Ash Scion and Sam Tolson, because that's going to be hard hitting. The tag team title match has so many twists and turns and odds and ends that it's super interesting. And hey, even if you're not in a title match, there is still a chance to...
Skye Sparks: Don't you say rise. We get it. Rising Stars. No more bloody puns.
{Cameras are backstage as Carmen Diaz prepares to get the fans pumped for the show.}
Carmen Diaz: Hello everyone and welcome to Ladies All-Star Wrestling Rising Stars! Tonight is going to be an amazing night of action! Amy Jo Smyth challenging Gabby Camacho for the LAW Championship! Mackenzie Roberts defending her Marquee Title against Amirai Reilley! The Naughty Girls will be in action as they face the number one contenders to the LAW Tag Team Titles, The Boardwalk Ang…
{Carmen pauses as she notices the challengers, Farrah Martell and Zoey Madigan walking into the building with Courtney Steele. Carmen walks over to greet the Boardwalk Angels.}
Carmen Diaz: What amazing timing! Do you ladies care to give the fans a few thoughts about your upcoming title opportunity tonight against the Naughty Girls?
Zoey Anne Madigan: Well, the name says it all, does it not? Katalina Star and Katie Klein are VERY bad girls...
{There's a positive reaction from some of the fans, and more than a little mirth from Farrah and Courtney. Zoey smiles kindly, but a fire is alight in her eyes.}
Zoey Anne Madigan: ...and tonight is where they pay for being so naughty. That's what I'd like to say, but it's a lot simpler than that... more cut and dry. The Boardwalk Angels have said it since the start, that we're in it for gold, glory and good times. And taking the belts off those two would accomplish all three.
Farrah Martell: We've heard them talk, mouthing off until we're sick to our guts of listening. Tonight, we shut them down and shut them up. The Boardwalk Angels are walking out World Tag Team Champions. And as for Guilty Pleasure or the Dynasty? I hope they'll be watching. The Winters sisters... we've already put them down once. As for Greybeard and her pink twit partner? They don't want any more of this!
Carmen Diaz: Well, the fans have all been waiting to see that championship tag team match, and finally it’s going to…
Voice: TOTALLY SUCK!
{Everyone turns as Kenzi Grey, along with her bodyguard Bobbi London and Kate Steele walk into the building, eyes burning a hole through the number one contenders. Carmen looks nervous as Farrah and Zoey put down their bags. She tries to get between the women.}
Carmen Diaz: LADIES! Please, the show hasn’t started yet…be civil!
{Kenzi tosses her bag to Bobbi, smirking at Carmen.}
Kenzi Grey: You want me to be civil when these two handout bitches come into LAW dredging up shit from my past that they know nothing about?! It’s bad enough that the fans are not seeing TRUE number one contenders face the champs tonight…but the fact that it’s going to be these two is just a slap in the face of the LAW fans!
Kate Steele: You’re bloody well right! How in the hell do these two get called number one contenders when they couldn’t get pass us is a travesty! But TRUE number one contenders will be crowned tonight!
Farrah Martell: Right, because beating up two women we wiped the mat with a couple weeks ago will be so impressive... at least as impressive as you two attacking from behind after that match. If that's the hardest you can hit, Greybeard, you might as well lay down for Kayla and Christy and spare yourselves getting embarrassed by us again.
{Not one for trash talk, Zoey nonetheless steps in by her partner's side, staring hard at Guilty Pleasure.}
Zoey Anne Madigan: The only way you two know how to fight is from behind or by taking a cheap shot. We earned our spot at LAW #58 and tonight we earn the titles, no matter how much mud you try to sling our way. I've tried to be cordial and I've tried to be nice, but I'm sick of trying where you two loudmouths are concerned. If you keep poking at us like you're doing right now?
{She points between herself and Farrah as Courtney steps in behind her stablemates, symbolically backing them up as Grey's bodyguard likewise backs her team. Zoey takes it a point further, and goes almost nose to nose with Kenzi.}
Zoey Anne Madigan: You're going to get more than a slap to the face. You're going to earn a one-way ticket to the hospital.
{Farrah and Courtney exchange looks, having not heard this kind of talk out of Zoey in a long time. Soon both are smirking, which turns to a grin on Farrah's face as she keeps at Zoey's side.}
Farrah Martell: Two choices, girls: step up or shut up.
Zoey Anne Madigan: Best choose wisely. Angels never back down.
Katie Klein: Well.
{Cue in over to the side where the Naughty Girls are now making their arrival. Not alone but with their usual cohorts of Chastity and Candi, both of whom are kept to their leashes by their respective Mistresses.}
Katie Klein: Well, well, well. Well, well, well, well.
Katalina Star: Katie, stop.
{The domina commands as Katie obeys into a smile. The pair look at the small gathering around Carmen.}
Katalina Star: Isn't this a nice setting?
{She inquires pausing her eyes some on Zahara before licking her lips a tiny bit. Figuring she can't keep up while looking to her fiancé, she instead turns her attention toward the others. Courtney, primarily. Given she's the newest one to enter Kat's gaze.}
Katalina Star: If I didn't know any better, I could swear this is the ants trying to push over the boulder.
{Kat adjusts her title belt while Katie tightens her grip along the handle of hers. Chastity's eyes grow wild with anticipation hoping for some excitement as Candi is watching...as her eyes dart around the room.}
Katalina Star: How many times must it be said?
{She annoying asks prior to glancing toward her partner letting her finish.}
Katie Klein: You're all cannon fodder.
{The camera pans over to Christy and Kayla Winters who have been observing the goings on.}
Christy Winters: Cannon Fodder huh, well let me tell you freak bitches something, the Angels and whatever Kenzi and Kate are calling themselves, they want to stand there like complete idiots, and run their mouths, me personally, every time I see one of you Naughty Girls, my first instinct to punch you in the face.
{Chastity and Candi lunge towards Christy, but are pulled back by their leashes, Christy begins to chuckle.}
Christy Winters: I bet they can do all kinds of tricks.
{Kayla looks up from her phone.}
Kayla Winters: Don’t be like that sis, they can’t help being dumb.
{Carman is the first one that is shocked by the words that just came from Kayla.}
Christy Winters: Yeah, your right Kayla, they can’t help the fact that they…
{Christy points to The Naughty Girl's, Boardwalk Angels and Guilty Pleasure.}
Christy Winters: All have be combined IQ of a box of turnips.
{This stirs up further anger in the respective groups, Christy cracks her knuckles.}
Kayla Winters: You're always trying to start shit.
Christy Winters: Yeah and I always finish what I start.
{Christy then begins to walk up on the group, hoping that one of them takes a shot.}
Carmen Diaz: LADIES, PLEASE!! You all have matches tonight…save it for the ring! We nee…
Karyn Jekyll: I don’t have a match tonight, but I want one…I DEMAND ONE!
{The woman’s angry eyes scan the room, falling on all of the women there in turn before focusing on Kenzi and Kate.}
Karyn Jekyll: You two put me out of action, and now you get to challenge for the number one contender’s spot? That is laughable! You don’t deserve anything but a pink slip!
{She turns her attention to Katalina, the anger turning to rage.}
Karyn Jekyll: AND YOU! STAY AWAY FROM MY SISTER!!
{As if her name being invoked was enough to make her appear, Jessika ran into the group, making a beeline (no pun intended) for Katie. As she crashed into the woman, they pair tumbled into Farrah and Kenzi and that was all that it took to ignite that volatile mix. Screaming was heard throughout the hallways and punches and kicks were thrown in all different directions. It was complete bedlam in the backstage area as all five teams fought one another, tearing the place apart, along with one another.
Security came rushing in to stop the chaos as bodies were flying everywhere. As Kenzi and Farrah were pulled apart, Christy blasted the former Chaos Champion in the side of the head, sending her tumbling into Kate Steele and Zoey Madigan. Kate and Zoey begin beating on one another until Katalina attempts to pull her fiancée away, only to have her turn and blast her, knocking her to the floor.
Zoey turns, realizing who she just hit and starts to go to her, only to have Katie broadside her, angry for the accidental attack on her domina. Farrah joins in as well, and suddenly The Boardwalk Angels and The Naughty Girls are at each other’s throats…challenger’s and champions.
As Kenzi and Kate started in after the number one contenders, Christy and Kayla plowed into them, fists flying. Christy flipped off Kenzi and the fight was on. The Dynasty and Guilty Pleasure were suddenly wailing away on one another, both teams perspective number one contenders to whomever emerged victorious tonight.
Karyn Jekyll managed to pull her sister away as security finally gained control, separating the remaining four teams as they all screamed at one another, the backstage area left in shambles in the aftermath of their terrible wake…}
"Girls Girls Girls" plays over the PA system as the Queen herself, Courtney Leinart stands at the top of the ramp wearing black leather shorts, a black/leopard print top, a leather jacket, and her black high top sneakers. She starts walking sexually down the ramp as the fans are chanting "You are sexy" she flashes them a smirk and gets in the ring doing her little fabulous pose.
Troy Franklin: “Courtney accompanied tonight by the number one contenders to the Tag Team Championships. They'll have their bout later tonight.”
Duke King: “For now I suppose they're more on a support role for their friend.”
Skye Sparks: “They'll intervene.”
Lights Go Out As Intro to Her Strut playing through out the Arena
She's totally committed, To major independence
But she's a lady through and through, She gives them quite a battle, All that they can handle She'll bruise some
She'll hurt some too But oh they love to watch her strut
Oh they do respect her but
They love to watch her strut
As Kimberly Kelly runs out on Entrance stag as fans come to there feet as through her right peace sign in the Air as she walk down The Ramp Giving Fans Slapping Five with The Fans as she gets down to ring side she takes a selfie with a young fan as she gives the peace sign kiss them on chick as she runs to the ring apron pulling herself by the middle rope as she get in the ring in under top rope blows a kiss to a Fans going to all four corns flashing The Peace Sign.
Duke King: “Kimberly is still a bit of an enigma here in Ladies All Star. Crowd isn't certain what to think of her.”
Skye Sparks: “Boo her.”
Troy Franklin: “Hopefully tonight she can give them something to get behind.”
Beth Harris: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall. First, from Atlantic City, New Jersey...COURTNEY LEINART!!!”
{Courtney steps out to a mixed reaction from the crowd but a solid one from Zahara and Farrah who later head to the outside.}
Beth Harris: “Her opponent. From Venice Beach, California...KIMBERLY KELLY!!!”
{Kimberly comes out after getting some last minute advice from Jake and throws out an arm giving the fans a simple wave.}
Troy Franklin: “Fans still seem to be in favor of Kimberly a little more. I suppose we'll see how things play out.”
{The bell sounds as both Courtney and Kimberly meet up in the centre of the ring with a collar/elbow tie up. The two work for position but it's Courtney who takes the upper hand bringing Kimberly into a side headlock. The Cali Girl does her best to push the Angel forward, but Courtney drops down flipping Kimberly over with a headlock takedown.}
Troy Franklin: “Courtney taking the advantage here early on as her fellow Angels watch from ringside.”
Duke King: “Surprising to see them out here though, but I suppose it's one tight bond if they're still all out here knowing what's coming later on.”
Skye Sparks: “They're demise and it'll start with Courtney.”
Duke King: “Never figured you'd be in Kimberly's corner.”
Skye Sparks: “I'm not. I'm just not in the Boardwalk Angels'.”
{Courtney locks in a rear chinlock as the ref goes down to check and see if Kimberly is willing to give it up. It's still too early in the going, plus there's Jake on the outside trying to will her back into the match. Therefore, it isn't long until Kimberly can turn into the hold and get to a knee before sending a couple of elbows deep into Courtney's gut. After the third, the hold is broken and Kimberly is free to run off the ropes. However, when she returns she's swiftly taken down into an armbar.}
Skye Sparks: “From one submission straight into another.”
{Jake once again works his cheerleading magic to try and will Kimberly now toward the ropes as Courtney keeps pulling back hard against her arm. The Cali Girl starts to slowly drag both herself and Courtney to the ropes until she's close enough to hook an arm over the bottom one. Courtney gives one final torque before letting go then rises to her feet dragging Kimberly back to the centre of the ring. She plants her legs alongside Kimberly's head and grabs her arm trying for a scissor lock.}
Troy Franklin: “Courtney's going for her code of silence here.”
Duke King: “A third submission?”
{Unfortunately for Courtney, it doesn't go through as Kimberly manages to roll forward sending the Angel crashing against the canvas. Kimberly gets to her feet as Courtney is doing the same. The latter turns right into a drop toe hold from Kimberly who gets back to her feet bringing the Angel up along with her. Kimberly runs Courtney face first into the corner turnbuckle and proceeds to send in quick shoulder thrusts upon shoulder thrusts knocking the air right out of her. She then steps back and goes for a solid Super Kick the Queen manages to turn herself out of the way.}
Troy Franklin: “Near miss there. Things may have been over if Kimberly connected there.”
Skye Sparks: “Now the idiot's all tangled up in the ropes!”
{Kimberly struggles to get free and turns narrowly avoiding a Super Kick from Courtney. Kimberly takes a few steps away then goes for her Spinning Heel Kick.}
Duke King: “Drop In from Kimberly...but it misses!”
{Aiming a little too high, Kimberly's foot is ducked by Courtney who tries for another Super Kick. It's ducked and as Courtney turns she takes a boot in the gut. Kimberly grapples her and brings her in setting up for her Impaler DDT. Unfortunately, Courtney shoves her away and again goes for the Super Kick.}
Duke King: “Third times the charm!”
Troy Franklin: “She nailed it!”
{Courtney quickly goes down and covers Kimberly for the solid three count. “Girls, Girls, Girls” reprises as both Zahara and Farrah rush in to celebrate with their friend while Jake and the ref both check on Kimberly.}
Beth Harris: “Here is your winner via pinfall...COURTNEY LEINART!”
Duke King: “Courtney's victorious after a hard fought match that could have ended a number of times there.”
Troy Franklin: “Is this a sign of things to come for the Boardwalk Angels?”
Skye Sparks: “Better not be. Who'd ever want these happy little Barbie dolls with title belts? Any of them.”
Troy Franklin: “Unfortunately for you, such things aren't a popularity contest here.”
Beth Harris: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a servitude match...
{''Cure for the Itch'' starts up.}
Duke King: What the hell is a servitude match?
Skye Sparks: Sounds kinky.
Troy Franklin: ...
{Etsuko comes out, looks around the crowd, and Nikki steps out close behind her. With the two standing side by side, they clasp their hands together and eye up at the rafters saying something to themselves almost in unison before bowing their heads.}
Beth Harris: First, accompanied by Nikki Foster, hailing from Tokyo, Japan, she is Oni of The Red Lady… Etsuko Mitzusaka!
{After their prayer has finished, Etsuko and Nikki make their way down to the ring with the former's eyes dead set on the squared circle ahead of them while Nikki tends to switch between her and the crowd. Once at the ring, Etsuko hops up onto the apron while Nikki finds a spot outside watching as her charge steps in through the ropes where she afterward starts stepping around the ring waiting for the match to start tugging a little at her collar. Outside of the ring, Nikki pulls out the shock collars remote and waits patiently as well}
Troy Franklin: ...And here comes her opponent.
{Cyndi Lauper’s ‘Girls Just Wanna Have Fun’ begins to blast across the sound system. As it does Maria comes out wearing her Maria Hearts Maleek leather jacket. She smiles as she slaps the hands of the fans that are cheering her on Maleek comes out beside her as he begins to stare at his girl from behind.}
Beth Harris: On her way to the ring accompanied by Maleek Raheem… weighing in at 125-pounds, from Florence, Italy… Maria Salvatore!
Skye Sparks: I can’t say that I care much for that Raheem guy. Seems very… He’s not on the up-and-up.
Duke King: A hanger-oner?
Skye Sparks: Something like that.
Troy Franklin: Regardless of your feelings toward Maleek Raheem, it’s Maria Salvatore that has to defeat Etsuko if she wants to if she doesn’t want to become a servant of the infamous Red Lady.
Duke King: That’s not gonna be an easy thing. Miss Italy better get ready to put a collar around that neck.
Troy Franklin: I wouldn’t speak so soon, Salvatore has been holding her own since making her debut in L.A.W. not too long ago.
{Maria can’t stop smiling as she immediately runs to the ring and slides right inside. She makes it to her feet and runs to the top of the turnbuckle, where she holds her arm proudly in the air. She continues to wave to all of the fans. Etsuko has no interest in this nor time to wait for the performance to be over; she rips quickly Maria Salvatore off the turnbuckle and throws her down to the mat.}
Troy Franklin: Etsuko has wasted no time in getting this match underway.
Skye Sparks: Didn’t even wait for the bell. How rude.
Duke King: Okay, Michelle Tanner.
Skye Sparks: I’m not even mad. That’s a compliment.
{Etsuko doesn’t even give Salvatore time to get off the mat before stomping and kicking her. She then drops down, grabs Salvatore by the hair, and starts pounding the Italian in the head and slamming her head against the mat. The referee tries to call her off and the distraction gives Maria enough time to push Etsuko away. Salvatore scurries away, retreating to a corner. Etsuko ran across the ring and slammed a hard knee into Maria's midsection. She quickly rebounded off the ropes and hit Maria with a chop block, sending her to the canvas in a heap as she holds her leg in pain. Raheem screams at the referee.}
Duke King: Anything goes here!
{Etsuko runs to the ropes and kicks at Raheem, but she is met with a shock by Nikki, that gets her attention. Nikki points back to Maria, telling her to stay on her opponent. Etsuko circles Maria like a hungry lioness and stomps her leg in the same place she attacked before. Maria screams in pain and goes down clutching her knee. Etsuko turns to Nikki, laughing at her handiwork, but again she gets a shock for gloating.}
Troy Franklin: ETSUKO IS REALLY GOING AFTER MARIA’S LEG!!
Skye Sparks: She should go after that big goof she brought the ring as well!!!
{The referee checks on Maria, to see if she will quit.}
Duke King: Is she going to quit right here?
{Maria shoves the referee away and the fans cheer, seeing that she hasn’t quit. Raheem pounds the mat outside the ring to urge his girlfriend on. Etsuko pushes past the referee and grabs a handful of Maria’s long brown hair and pulls her up to her knees. Etsuko rears back and punches her squarely in the jaw and she reels backwards. Etsuko grabs her again, and again Maria’s head snaps back as she punches her in the face. Etsuko grabs her by her hair a third time and starts screaming at her as she rears back again. As she swings, Maria gets up and arm blocks the punch, then stings her with one of her own as the fans roar and Maria falls to one knee.}
Troy Franklin: MARIA IS FIGHTING BACK!! SHE’S FIGHTING BACK!!!
{As Etsuko reels from the unexpected shot, Maria gamely makes it to her feet, hobbling a bit as she closes the gap and goes straight to work as she trades punches with Etsuko, but she is giving it all back. They trade punches and now Maria is getting the upper hand. Maria forces Etsuko into the ropes and then slingshots her to the other side of the ring.}
Duke King: She is still favoring that leg, even when she is running. DAMN! A kick right to Etsuko's leg and Etsuko flips and lands on her back. She's holding her leg in pain!
Troy Franklin: No rest given to Etsuko as Maria is now on her knees next to her pounding punch after punch in her face. Maleek Raheem is just watching with a huge smile on his face. Maria back to her feet and grabs Etsuko's bad leg.
Duke King: Elbow drop against the inside of the knee, and she's back up quickly, leg drop on to the leg. And again back up into Cattle Mutilation…SLEEPIN’ WIT DA FISHES!! SHE HAS HER FINISHER ON ETSUKO!!
{Etsuko screams as Maria’s finisher is locked in tightly.}
Skye Sparks: She might give up right here!! God…I hope so!
{Etsuko crawls towards the ropes as the fans stand and cheer, knowing that she will never make it to them. Tears stream down her face as the pain shoots through her body. Amazingly, she reaches for and grabs the ropes…but the referee doesn’t signal for the hold to be broken.}
Troy Franklin: ANYTHING GOES HERE! THAT WON’T END THIS MATCH!!
{The referee sticks the microphone in Etsuko’s face and asks if she quits. Etsuko screams as she pulls herself through the ropes and finally they both fall to the floor and the hold is broken.}
Skye Sparks: Crafty escape there!
{Maria looks down on Etsuko, then gives her leg one more good stomp, as she nearly losses her balance due to the damage to her own leg. Maria limps towards the announce table.}
Troy Franklin: The fans are behind Maria tonight, you can hear them all chanting her name as, OH NO! She's grabbed a chair!
Duke King: THINGS ARE ABOUT TO GET HARDCORE!
{Nikki shocks Estuko to get her moving and ushers her into the ring to escape Maria.}
Troy Franklin: Maria slides back in and limps over to Etsuko who is slowly trying to get up. Looks like Maria is going to bring that chair down on Etsuko!
Duke King: ETSUKO CAME FLYING UP WITH A KICK TO THE CHAIR ONTO MARIA’S FACE! Maria is down but so is Etsuko!! She used that bad leg and she may be as hurt as Maria is!!
Troy Franklin: She could have done more damage with that move if it wasn't for her leg. They are both down.
{Raheem seems beside himself as he paces outside the ring and screams for Maria to get up. The two women slowly start to make it, but Maria is a hair faster at recovering.}
Troy Franklin: Maria goes back to Etsuko and again they start trading blows. Etsuko drops to her knees.
Skye Sparks: BOX SHOT! Maria falls to the mat holding her crotch as Etsuko goes over and grabs the chair. Payback time!
{The fans boo as Etsuko measures her opponent, looking to finish her off, once and for all. Etsuko loads up to swing the chair and suddenly she drops the chair, convulsing.}
Troy Franklin: WHAT THE HELL?!!
{At ringside, Nikki chases after Raheem as he has her shock device, holding the button down as she continues to shock her over and over. Nikki tackles Raheem to the floor and wrestles for the device.}
Troy Franklin: Maria, unaware of what is happening grabs Etsuko and whips her into the ropes and misses a clothesline, she rebounds and…
Duke King: MAFIA KICK! Maria got smacked in the face. That came out of nowhere.
{Maria lays on the mat dazed as she stares at the lights, Etsuko lays on the mat a few feet away holding her leg as the fans stand on their feet. Slowly Etsuko gets to her feet, ready to finish off Maria, but she sees the wrestling match at ringside. She starts to go help Nikki, but her leg gets picked by Maria and as she goes down, Maria locks in Sleepin’ Wit Da Fishes again.}
Duke King: SHE HAS IT LOCKED ON TIGHT!!!
{Etsuko screams as she fights the hold, but there is no way to escape. The referee asks her if she quits, but Etsuko shakes her head furiously, refusing. Suddenly she convulses again as Raheem gains control of the remote and shocks her again and again. Finally she has to quit, much to the displeasure of the fans.}
Skye Sparks: SHE JUST QUIT!! MARIA WON!!!
Duke King: All by herself!!
Troy Franklin: REALLY?!!
{Kate Harris announces the winner, while the fans boo loudly knowing that Etsuko was robbed of a fair chance by Raheem.}
Beth Harris: The winner of the match…MARIA SALVATORE!!
Troy Franklin: Management needs to take a good hard look at this one…Etsuko was robbed! This is sickening!
Skye Sparks: Next match, please! Stop being a crybaby!
{The camera focuses on the rabid fans inside the Verizon Center, then pans down to the front row and a section blocked off from the rest of the crowd. A trio of large men stand around a hooded figure seated alone. Colin Reed, steadfast interviewer for LAW, makes his way over, microphone in hand.}
Colin Reed: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome a very special guest for tonight’s show, star of “The Blood Princess Bride” and member of FSociety Wrestling, Sarah Selena Lacklan!
{The fans give an appreciable pop as the woman stands and pulls back the hood of her velvet cloak revealing pale porcelain skin, long flowing platinum locks, and blood red eyes.}
Colin Reed: Ms. Lacklan, welcome to Ladies All-Star Wrestling, Rising Stars!
{Sarah looks around at the fans, considering them with a slight nod before turning her attention back to Colin.}
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Thank you Mr. Reed.
Colin Reed: Now, Sara…
{One of her bodyguards plucked the microphone from Colin’s hand and handed it to Sarah. She turned to the crowd, a broad smile on her face.}
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Thank you Sebastian. You may run along now, Mister Reed.
{Reed throws his hands into the air and walks away.}
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Good evening, fans and wrestlers of Ladies All-Star Wrestling. I have thoroughly enjoyed my time thus far. And with what I have seen, it makes me wonder...ponder...about the thought of me bringing the fire here.
{The crowd is not sure how to respond to that and she giggles.}
Sarah Selena Lacklan:: But tonight? Tonight, it pleases me to present to you an exclusive first look at the movie ‘All That Glitters’ featuring me and my bestie, the woman who will soon be one-half of the LAW Tag Team Champions…Ms. Kenzi Michaela Grey!
{The fans gave a mixed reaction at the mention of the hated Kenzi Grey. Sarah ignored them as she continued.}
Sarah Selena Lacklan: The story is about a small town girl, played by Katie Anderson, who finds herself forced into a life of drugs, sex, and violence that she is unprepared for. I play the sadistic and tempestuous madam of Club X, Ambrosia and Kenzi plays ‘Caramel’ Justina Marcia Caine…whom I get to manipulate and torment in the most delicious ways imaginable. In this clip, Ambrosia tricks Caramel into a…sticky situation…and humiliates her for her own pleasure. Enjoy…
{All eyes turn to the massive screen above the entrance way as the exclusive censored clip plays…}
“ALL THAT GLITTERS” EXCLUSIVE FIRST LOOK
{Caramel tried the door to Damien’s private office and found it unlocked, just as she had been told it would be. She slipped silently inside, closing and locking the door behind her. She made her way to the back, calling out for her former boyfriend.}
Caramel: Chaz? Are you here? I got your message. You said you wanted to see me.
{She bit her lower lip seductively as she began unbuttoning her blouse.}
Caramel: Chaz…are you here, I…
{She froze in her tracks as she walked into the back room and found Ambrosia there, staring at her as she lay across Damien’s desk in just her underwear. She smiled.}
Ambrosia: I see you got my message…
{She smiled, as she licked her lips, running her hands over her body.}
Ambrosia: …why don’t you come over here and give mama a taste of that sweet caramel...
{She chuckled as she sarcastically added.}
Ambrosia: …Caramel?
{Caramel glared at her, then began to hastily button up her blouse.}
Caramel: YOU’RE SICK! YOU KNOW THAT, AM? YOU’RE SICK AND DISGUSTING!
{Caramel turned to walk out of the room. Ambrosia called after Caramel.}
Ambrosia: If you walk out of here tonight, you better just keep on walking right out of the building, dearie!
{Caramel stopped and Ambrosia giggled, knowing that she had her attention.}
Ambrosia: Good girl!
{Caramel didn’t bother to turn around as she spoke.}
Caramel: If you think for one moment that Damien is going to let you get rid of me, you’re the craziest crackhead in this [BEEP]ing crackhouse!
{Ambrosia shook her head, still giggling.}
Ambrosia: Is that what you think?
{Ambrosia rolls her eyes in a very exaggerated way.}
Ambrosia: Damien kept you around because you were [BEEP]ing the cop that kept this place off the police watch list. Now that Chaz is boning your new best friend…what use does he have for you?
{She threw back her head and laughed.}
Ambrosia: Face it, dearie...you suck as a dancer and you suck at riding [BEEP]…but maybe...just maybe...you can give me a reason to convince Damien to keep you around…
{Caramel turned around as Ambrosia slowly opened her legs, smirking as she mockingly beckoned her.}
Ambrosia: ….here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty...
{Caramel stood there, crestfallen and defeated…tears filling her eyes, even as her feet carried her back into the room where her final humiliation would be complete...}
Ambrosia: …and dearie…
{Ambrosia says as Caramel makes her slow walk of shame.}
Ambrosia: ...you had best make me believe it!
{As the clip ended most of the crowds cheered and catcalled, the others were shocked at the subject matter. Sarah beamed as she handed the microphone back to Sabastian and he handed it over to Colin, who thanked them both nervously. In the announcer’s booth, Troy and Duke commented on what they had both seen.}
Duke King: I don’t know about you, but I cannot WAIT to see that! Kenzi Grey as we have NEVER seen her! Oscar worthy! She’s gonna win an Oscar for that!
Troy Franklin: I can’t help but feel that there is a little something else going on with that movie. I mean, did you catch the name of her character? Justina Marcia Caine…do those initials seem familiar to you? If they don’t, they will probably seem VERY familiar to The Boardwalk Angels, seeing as how that is their whole reason for targeting Kenzi Grey in the first place!
Duke King: Hey, Farrah and Zoey can hate all they want, they are the ones that stirred this pot and now Kenzi Grey is going to reap the rewards…with acting gold…and soon, tag team championship gold!
Troy Franklin: That remains to be seen. Stay tuned folks, we have a LOT more action yet to come!
{As their music plays Kayla and Christy appear on the stage riding custom choppers, they fist pump then ride to the ring with Christy taking the lead, they park at the bottom of the ramp and enter the ring they climb the opposite corners, and cross their arms, they steps down and high five then go to their corner.}
Troy Franklin: The Dynasty came up short against the Boardwalk Angels, but they are far from out of the hunt.
Duke King: Kayla is accomplished in that ring, and Christy has learned from her sister, they will certainly have the edge in most matches.
Skye Sparks: And they're sisters. That counts for a lot.
{The sounds of a roaring crowd is heard throughout the arena and the lights a suddenly shut off. Hundreds of flashes of light bulbs going off are seen and heard around the entranceway as “Bad Crush” by Guilty Pleasure begins to play. Kenzi and Kate emerge through the entrance as a spotlight appears. Kenzi moves quickly around Kate to stand in front of her with her arms outstretched as she hogs the spotlight. Kate rolls her eyes as she walks pass Kenzi and heads down the aisle slapping hands with the fans. Kenzi walks down the other side of the ramp and fans stick their hands out, but she ignores them all the way down to ringside.
Kate starts to head up the stairs, but Kenzi runs in front of her to get to the ring first. Kenzi stands on the apron and waits for Kate to hold the ropes for her, but Kate climbs inside, ignoring her completely. Kate ascends the turnbuckle raising her hands as the fans roar. Kenzi climbs the turnpost from the ring apron and gives the fans one more photo opportunity as she sits atop the turnbuckle, blowing kisses and smirking at the fans. She hops down, finally entering the ring as Kate finally climbs down. Kenzi stands beside Kate, leaning her elbow on her shoulder, irritating the pink haired icon.}
Troy Franklin: I will never understand how these two don't just destroy each other.
Duke King: Because, they have to work together! Duh!
Skye Sparks: This is just sad. Kate used to be something. Look at her now...
Kenzi Grey: Hello, Washington!
{Cheers.}
Kenzi Grey: What a crappy little city this is.
{Boos.}
Kenzi Grey: The only reason we're here tonight, is to destroy these two biker broads and move and get what we were robbed of three weeks ago! Guilty Pleasure cannot be silenced! We will be heard! We will prove that not only are we the best musicians in LAW history, but the best tag team ever. As the leader, I will singled handedly lead us to victory tonight!
{Boos as Kate snatches the microphone away from Kenzi.}
Kate Steele: Just shut up and get in the damn corner!
Skye Sparks: Yup... this team is going to just do fantastic.
{The bell rings and Kate smirks at Christy and she grins back, trying to combat Kate's mind games as she reaches forward into a head and shoulder tie up, and Kate moves into a headlock, before she twists out of it and ends up behind Christy, pushing her to the ropes and as she comes back he hits a big forearm to her back, swinging her around once more as she attempts to hit a snapmare, but Christy manages to reverse, pushing Kate to the ropes this time as she comes back with an arm drag, and Kate gets to his feet, the two facing off once more.}
Troy Franklin: These two feeling each other out early on here.
Duke King: Guilty Pleasure better not fool around, Kenzi needs to be the tag team champion she was born to be.
Skye Sparks: To think Kate has reduced herself to this.
{Kate smirks and Christy charges at Kate in response, and Kate ducks, pulling Christy's arm into another headlock as he applies some pressure. Christy backs up to the turnbuckle and tries to push Kate off, and does so successfully, but Kate is able to execute a forward roll and land on one knee, then turns around and ducks a clothesline from Christy who charged, then grabs her in a three quarter facelock and attempts to hit another snapmare. However, Christy is able to catch onto Kate's arm before he can pull down, and pushes Kate off, pulling him into a DDT position before Kate pushes her to the turnbuckle.They are forced to separate, but Kate comes back at Christy with a charge, but at the last moment Christy is able to duck out of the way and Kate hits a leaping splash onto the turnbuckle, going face first, and as she turns around, Christy kicks him in the gut and throws Kate into her turnbuckle, where she tags in Kayla, who knees Kate in the ribs, and then enters, charging for a cross-body!}
Troy Franklin: Kayla leaps, going for a cross body! Nobody home!! Kate ducks at the last moment and Kayla hits the mat hard, and as she gets back to her feet Kate runs to the ropes and charges, hitting a big leaping clothesline!
Duke King: That's what you get for going high risk! Too much opportunity to crash and burn!
Skye Sparks: This Dynasty could use a manager.
{Kate pulls Kayla to her feet and grabs her by the head, pulling her into a DDT position as she drags her over to his corner, and Kenzi tags in as Kate throws Kayla into the turnbuckle, then Kenzi irish whips Kate into a big elbow to Kayla, and then as Kate gets out of the ring and Kayla groggily walks towards Kenzi, she grabs her in scoops her in slam position and executes the move. She goes for the cover. 1....2...Kayla is able to kickout at two, and with a new sense of momentum she gets to her feet, attempting to hit a dropkick after ducking under a right hand, but Kenzi catches onto it and blocks it, waiting until Kayla gets back to her feet as she hits a massive clothesline. Kenzi then locks in a tight grounded headlock, Kayla is able to hit a punch to the jaw of Kenzi while in the submission, but before she can regain momentum, Kate grabs her from the apron, grabbing her by the hair and spinning her round as she executes a massive enzugiri from the apron, spinning Kayla around into a kick to the gut from Kenzi, followed by a big DDT!}
Troy Franklin: You see! Right there! Completely unfair!
Duke King: That is what you call smart wrestling! They're utilizing a numbers advantage!
Skye Sparks: It's called cheating, But who bloody cares if it works!
{Kenzi keeps Kayla grounded once more, hitting multiple grounded strikes before locking in a chin lock as Kayla tries to get back to her corner. Kenzi keeps the pressure up, but eventually Kayla is able to hit multiple right hands to Kenzi as she breaks free of the hold, and as she gets up, she is able to duck an elbow from Kenzi and hits a dropkick, and another, and as Kenzi gets to his feet, she ducks under the flying arm and then jumps onto the second rope, diving back and hitting a cross body on the standing Kenzi, as she rolls into the cover. 1...2... Kenzi kicks out, but Kayla keeps the momentum going as she runs to the ropes and hits a swinging hurricanrana, and as Kenzi gets to his knees she runs to the ropes once more, charging and attempting a shining wizard. But Kenzi is able to duck, and as Kayla crashes to the mat, she quickly tries to get to her feet but Kenzi restricts her ability to move with a big chop block, dragging Kayla over to his corner and tagging in Kate as she goes springboard, hitting an elbow to the back of Kayla's head as he keeps the intensity up. Kate looks across at Christy as she kicks Kayla in the gut and irish whips her to the ropes, hitting a snap powerslam on the way back as she lands on her knees.}
Skye Sparks: Look at Kate, so smug.
Duke King: She has every right to be.
Skye Sparks: I suppose.
{Kate pulls Kayla to her feet and kicks Kayla in the gut, hitting a big uppercut to the jaw as Kayla falls back to the turnbuckle, and Kate climbs to the second turnbuckle, attempting to grab Kayla in a DDT position, but Kayla is able to push her off as he leaps, and Kate lands face first on the mat.}
Troy Franklin: Here we go!! Kayla will make the tag!!! And here comes Christy!!
Skye Sparks: Oh this is going to be good, she's been itching to get a piece of the action after that first few minutes!!
{Christy hits a running clothesline, then another, then as Kate gets to his feet she hits a dropkick, and follows it up with a swinging neckbreaker, looking for the cover, but only able to get a two count before Kate kicks out. Christy doesn't seem fazed, just getting back on the attack as she irish whips Kate into the turnbuckle and looks at her and charges, attempting to hit a big running spear. But Kate is able to move out of the way at the last moment, and Christy skillfully brings her arms up and stops herself from crashing into the ring post, but as she turns around Kate hits a thumb to the eye and the ref pushes her back for illegal conduct.}
Troy Franklin: Hey!! Watch out for Kenzi!!! OHH! Big clothesline to Christy!! The ref didn't see it! This is wrong!!
Skye Sparks: If the ref doesn't see it, it's not illegal.
{Kenzi argues with the referee, but with the ref's back turned and Kenzi arguing, Kate hits a shot on Christy and as she bends over, Kate grabs her in a three-quarter facelock and looks to finish it, but before she can make it happen, Kayla rushes in and hits a big boot to Kate's jaw, releasing the hold as both Christy and Kate fall to the mat, both trying to make it to their corners.}
Duke King: Did you see that? THAT was cheating!! Kayla shouldn't be allowed in the ring like that!
Troy Franklin: You wanna talk justice, THAT was justice Preston!
{Both Christy and Kate make it to their respective corners and make the tags to their partners, but as Kenzi goes for an elbow, Kayla ducks and then hits a nice suplex, waiting for Kenzi to get to his feet once more as she hits a belly to belly suplex, and as Kenzi tries to recover at the turnbuckle, Kayla charges and hits a running knee to the gut, seating Kenzi at the bottom turnbuckle. Then she grabs the top ropes and leaps up, coming down for a massive turnbuckle dropkick to Kenzi's jaw. Kayla, with all the momentum now, throws a fist to the crowd and winds up, looking for a big move.}
Troy Franklin: Here we go!
{Kayla waits for Kenzi to get to her feet, and then goes and charges, looking for a spear. But Kenzi moves, and as Kayla stops unsteadily, she spins around and hits a massive rolling elbow.}
Troy Franklin: Rolling Elbow to Kayla!
{Kenzi signals for the end and tags in Kate, as she holds up Kayla for Kate, Kate boosts herself on the second turnbuckle and leaps for the Silence Is Golden [Blockbuster], but Kayla moves and Kate takes out Kenzi!}
Troy Franklin: Miss communication there!
Skye Sparks: I dunno, looked like Kate did that on purpose... good for her.
Troy Franklin: What a smart move by Kayla Winters! And now she makes the tag to Christy and here she comes! Clothesline! And another! Now a dropkick, and a kick to the gut, followed by a massive running knee to the side of Kate's head!!
{Christy raises both arms and motions for Kayla to finish the match. Christy gets underneath Kate and lifts her seated on her shoulders! Christy begins to climb the ropes, but Teddy Steele quickly jumps on the apron an distracts them. Kayla drops Kate and Christy hops down off the turnbuckle. Kayla goes outside and Teddy runs away and Kayla gives chase, but Kenzi comes from nowhere and tackles Kayla to the mat outside. Christy had been following them, and turns to see Kate jumping and connecting with the Silence is Golden! Kate covers hooking both legs! 1……2…….3!}
Troy Franklin: And Guilty Pleasure are now the number one contender's for the tag team championships!
Duke King: Thanks to Teddy Steele.
Skye Sparks: Such a bloody wanker.
{Kate rises as her music plays. She smiles as the ref raises her hand and she and Kenzi leave as Kayla slides back into the ring to check on Christy. Teddy snatches the microphone from Beth}
Teddy Steele: The winner…. Kate Steele!
Troy Franklin: Well, I'm pretty sure Kenzi also won.
Skye Sparks: Like I said... bloody wanker.
{A few matches removed from the massive brawl that kicked off Rising Stars, the current number one contenders to the LAW Tag Team Championships, the Boardwalk Angels, are in their locker room and all three are in various states of mind. Courtney Steele, her match having taken place earlier in the evening, is in the midst of a text conversation as she sits on the arm of the sofa, thumbs dancing away on the device. Farrah Martell is pacing back and forth with such tenacity that it seems she might wear right through the carpet before stomping a rut into the floor. Behind her horizontal path is Zoey Anne Madigan, sitting in an armchair with her elbows resting on her knees, her hands folded before her slightly-lowered head. All three are in their ring gear and Farrah, as she walks, is wrapping each hand and wrist tightly in white athletic tape. Courtney, finishing her conversation, turns to Farrah and does her best to lightly draw her long-time friend out of her rage.}
Courtney Steele: Come on, F-Bomb... take a breath. All that junk earlier tonight didn't piss you off that much, did it?
{Coming to an abrupt stop, Farrah turns her piercing stare on Courtney who, to her credit, didn't shy away from it.}
Farrah Martell: You're kidding, right?
Courtney Steele: Not even close. What was it that was so surprising or shocking about what went down? Kenzi and Kate never shut up. They live to get a rise out of people. The Dynasty? All they do is talk far as I've seen. And the champs... file them in under the same tab as Guilty Pleasure; they know how to make people react. This right here?
{She gestures to the path Farrah's been walking as well as the anger tensing up every inch of her body, then looks back down to her phone.}
Courtney Steele: They got you where they want you.
Farrah Martell: They ain't got shit, Court.
Courtney Steele: You sure? Cause they looked determined to make things personal between all y'all over the last two weeks. Tonight, the four of you were teeing off on each other before even making it to the locker room. Katalina and Katie are laughing their asses off knowing they got you both riled up. Bet money.
Farrah Martell: Put that money on us shutting them up hard later tonight when we become champions. Kat stepped in and took a lick from Zoey that, in my opinion, she had coming...
{In the background, Zoey looks up slightly... and while her hair falls before her face to mask her expression, there's a narrowing to her eyes that's visible behind the dark curtain.}
Farrah Martell: ...Katie still got off light. She's lucky she still had all her parts when the fight got broken up. Best believe that.
Courtney Steele: Look, I ain't trying to tell you two how to handle business, but take it from someone who's held gold before.
{Getting to her feet, Courtney tosses some blonde locks over her shoulder.}
Courtney Steele: You gotta find some chill before you go out there. Otherwise the Naughty Girls are gonna break a record at your expense. I know y'all don't want that.
{Seething still while understanding that Courtney is making a good point, Farrah starts pacing again. Courtney, meanwhile, looks right at Zoey who up to this point has stayed silent. Farrah, noticing this, turns to her partner as well. Four eyes are on her but the magician remains silent.}
Courtney Steele: Earth to Zee.
Farrah Martell: Come in Zee.
{Sighing, Zoey sits up a bit and brushes some hair behind her ear. She glances between her friends and partners before lifting a single brow.}
Farrah Martell: You ain't said a word since the brawl. Don't tell me you're all sad-faced cause you caught Katalina in the mouth. Both of you have hit each other a lot harder than that before... in and out of the ring.
{Courtney's eyes widen a little at that but one stare from Farrah keeps her from responding. Zoey, meanwhile, keeps her eyes on Farrah.}
Farrah Martell: What's on your brain, honey?
{Pushing up to her feet, Zoey turns and walks over to the counter in the background, staring into her own reflection upon the lighted mirror. Farrah and Courtney exchange glances, the former about to continue pursuing the magician's opinion before she speaks, at last, of her own volition.}
Zoey Anne Madigan: ...the LAW Tag Team Championships.
Farrah Martell: And...?
Courtney Steele: Come on, Zee... this is us.
Farrah Martell: You're not a violent person, Zee, and when you act against your heart and mind it weighs on you. We all know it.
{She puts a hand on Zoey's shoulder and, after a second or two, Zoey brings up a hand to rest on that of her 'darker half'. Through her reflection in the mirror, she smiles at both of the other Angels, shaking her head a little.}
Zoey Anne Madigan: Only the titles matter to me right now, ladies. There's no time for regrets or thinking about anything beyond the match coming up in mere minutes. That's what they all want. Guilty Pleasure and the Dynasty want us to lose so they can rub it in our faces when one of them gets a shot at the gold after tonight. The Jekyll sisters... they want to see us fail because it means one of them would be closer to Katalina and the other would be closer to gold themselves. The world is against us, my friends. They'd see us crash and burn, making sport of our failures and inability to focus.
{Turning as Farrah's hand falls back to her side, Zoey locks eyes with both Angels in turn.}
Zoey Anne Madigan: I'm not having that. WE aren't having that. We're going out there tonight and we're winning. And whatever's left of the soon-to-be-former champions and the next pair to line up for a shot at the gold? They're going to learn that underestimating us is a grave mistake.
{Squeezing Farrah's hand and patting Courtney's shoulder in passing, Zoey heads for the door leading to the hallway, exiting the room and leaving her partners standing, looking after her.}
Farrah Martell: That's where my chill went. She took it. Sneaky little sorceress that she is.
Courtney Steele: She's right, though. You two got this. Now go out there and prove it.
Farrah Martell: Damn right. Come on.
{Steele and Martell exit the locker room as well, cameras cutting back to the arena proper.}
Beth Harris: The following contest is scheduled for one laugh…
{The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
2
1
THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!
4
3
2
1
THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!
{‘I’m Coming Out’ by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers.}
I'm coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
I'm coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
{Christina Millar emerges through the backstage curtain. The roaring cheers of the crowd are deafening. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to clap the outstretched hands of the fans.}
There's a new me coming out
And I just had to live
And I want to give
I'm completely positive
I think this time around
I am gonna do it
Like you never do it
Like you never knew it
Oh, I'll make it through
And I just had to live
And I want to give
I'm completely positive
I think this time around
I am gonna do it
Like you never do it
Like you never knew it
Oh, I'll make it through
{Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another.}
Beth Harris: On her way to the ring first… Hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 115-pounds… She is the Silver Screen Queen, Crystal Millar!
{She runs up the steps and walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd continues its cheers with a mixture of cheers. Millar waits patiently for the match to begin.}
Troy Franklin: Queen of the Ring winner, Crystal Millar squares off with Melanie Gabrielle here tonight.
Skye Sparks: This should be an interesting match. Millar is looking to recapture her shine after losing to Gabby Camacho and her shot at the L.A.W. Championship.
Troy Franklin: Let’s see if she can defeat the newcomer…
{The lights turn off. "Death Before Dishonor" starts to play. Moments later a spotlight is on a woman with a black cloak on her. She takes the hood downs. “The Nordic Queen” Melanie Gabrielle smiles. Samuel comes out a second after and takes her hand. The two walk down the ramp .
Beth Harris: And her opponent, currently on her way to the ring, coming all the way from Denmark and weighing in at 130-pounds… The Nordic Queen Melanie Gabrielle!
{Before the two lovers reach the steps, they share a kiss. Samuel walks up the steps and opens the ring ropes. Melanie follows. When she gets into the ring, Mel takes off the crown she’s wearing and tosses it into the air. She catches it as the lights turn back on.}
Duke King: Let’s get it on!
Troy Franklin: Great, thank you, now I have that song stuck in my head.
{The bell rings and the two women being dancing around each other. The loud crowd distracts Millar as Gabrielle calls for The Silver Screen Queen to come for her. Gabrielle rushes toward Millar. Millar ducks under the attack and returns to The Nordic Queen with a hard punch to her chin. Gabriella leaps to her feet, tries to hit Millar with a punch of her, but Millar catches her with a waist-lock. The two women move to the corner and Gabrielle frees herself by slamming her hindquarters into Millar’s gut. The brunette goes for the redhead. Millar dodges and slams Gabrielle's head into the top turnbuckle. Millar then pushes Gabrielle into the center of the ring with a snapmare.}
Troy Franklin: All Millar, all the time at the start of this match.
Duke King: It’s Millar time!
Skye Sparks: Never say that again.
Duke King: I’ll say what I want!
Troy Franklin: Watch how far that gets you…
{The Queen of the Ring winner pulls Gabrielle to her feet, holds her by the shoulders. Gabrielle breaks the hold and knees Millar right in the gut. With Millar down, Gabrielle puts on a wrist lock that Millar cannot seem to get out. Even still, she gets to her feet and slaps Gabrielle across the chest, not once, not twice, not thrice, but a total of four times. The hold is still locked on, however. Millar moves, taking Gabrielle with her, climbs up the turnbuckle, and leaps, spinning Gabrielle around in an attempt to break the hold. This finally breaks the hold. Gabrielle moves to the corner. Millar charges, hits a driving shoulder into Gabrielle’s midsection.}
Skye Sparks: Some clever maneuvering there on the part of Crystal.
Duke King: Some pain tolerance on the part of Gabrielle.
{With Melanie Gabrielle cornered, Crystal Millar leaps up to the second rope and begins an onslaught of downward right hands the head of The Nordic Queen. With the crowd counting along, she reaches ten and is forced to retreat by rules. She doesn’t take away very long, and charges toward Gabrielle. Gabrielle is ready, though. She catches Millar, turns her around, and sits her on the top turnbuckle. Millar counters with a kick to her Gabrielle’s face, making space. The Silver Screen Queen leaps and catches The Nordic Queen with a half-rotation flying headscissors, planting the brunette head first into the mat.}
Duke King: That was totally on purpose.
Troy Franklin: Whatever it was, it was effective.
{Millar goes cover the cover.
1…
2…
NO!
Gabrielle kicks out at two and quickly moves to the corner. Millar is right on her, pulling her up by the hair. The two exchange punches, fighting for position. Gabrielle gets control and forces Millar into the corner. Millar kicks her away weakly then ducks under a clothesline attack from Gabrielle, leaving the corner, letting The Nordic Queen to hit the turnbuckle. The First Born won’t be stopped, though, and as she bounces out, she rotates and catches Millar with a hard thrust kick to Millar’s gut. Gabrielle grabs Millar by the head and throws her head first into the second turnbuckle. Millar falls back and Gabrielle goes for the pin.
1…
2…
Kick-out!
The brunette from Denmark kicks the redheaded actress from LA in spine and locks on a rear naked choke. The crowd starts to stomp and clap. Crystal Millar stops to her stomp her foot along with them and then finally finds the strength to slowly climb to her feet. Using momentum and forward motion, Millar breaks out of the hold and throw Gabrielle into the ropes. Millar follows that up with a huge elbow to back of her opponent’s head then a springboard forearm. She stays down for the cover.
1…
2…
Nope!
Melanie Gabrielle moves to the corner. Crystal Millar slams her shoulder into her stomach again. That is followed up with a leaping elbow. She then throws Gabrielle into the center of the ring and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. While there, she interacts with the crowd, taking her time to give her adoring fans a photo op.}
Duke King: Pose! Work!
Skye Sparks: Well, I reckon she ain’t one to turn down attention.
Troy Franklin: Her attention to be on her opponent if she wants to win.
{The Nordic Queen comes up and pulls Millar off the ropes, slamming her down against the mat. Gabrielle mounts Millar and begins a ground and pound. When she’s satisfied, she lifts Millar up, and puts her down with a strong swooping leg facebuster DDT.}
Duke King: Her face! That’s going to ruin her career in the pictures.
Troy Franklin: And it could cost her this match.
{Gabrielle hooks the leg.
1…
2…
NO!
Gabrielle lifts Millar to her feet and whips her into the corner. The Nordic Queen charges. Millar dodges. Gabrielle is able to stop short and spin around. Millar grabs Gabrielle by the arm, spins her, an just like that she’s dropped with a DDT that turns into a backstabber.}
Skye Sparks: There it is! That’s a Wrap.
Troy Franklin: That’s a wrap on this match, too.
Duke King: 1! 2! 3!
Skye Sparks: Crystal Millar takes the win over Melanie Gabrielle.
{Millar stands, has her armed raised, and celebrates with the crowd.}
Duke King: Why is there a table and chairs in the ring? Are we going sit down to brunch?
Troy Franklin: I dunno, but if there’s french toast, I’m in.
Skye Sparks: Mimosas?
Troy Franklin: Oh, mimosas. That sounds good.
{“Just Like Fire” by Pink starts to play. L.A.W. General Megan Helms-King makes her way down to the ring, a purple folder in her right hand. As the camera follows her to the ring, the table and chairs are seen. The fans give their G.M. a cheer with slight booing by the fans in the back. With the help of ringside staff, she is helped into the ring.}
Duke King: I should have known it had something to do with her.
Skye Sparks: Do you think she’s hiding champagne on her somewhere?
{Helms-King picks up one of the microphones left on the table.}
MHK: Good evening. I’m out here tonight to give you what you want, apparently.
{The fans cheer a bit more.}
MHK: Tonight, as per her request, you will all bear witness to the longest running L.A.W. Breakout Champion sign her new contract.
{The fans cheer a bit louder now and chant Orchid’s name.}
Duke King: They couldn’t do this in her office? Why does this need to be some kind of event?
Troy Franklin: Who knows?
MHK: Yes, yes, she deserves the cheers. In her first title run with L.A.W she has already broken a record. Kindly welcome, Orchid!
{Orchid’s theme starts to play. Orchid appears at the entrance way, title in hand, and slowly makes her way down to the ring, bowing to fans as she goes along.}
Orchid: Thank you for that, boss. I am honored to be the Breakout Champion, to begin with, let alone to hold it for as long as I have.
{The fans cheer a bit.}
Orchid: The day you took over you said anyone who lost their match for the Queen of the Ring tournament would be placed in the Breakout Title Tournament. I was one who lost her Queen of the Ring Tournament match in the first round. You would have fired me if I didn’t win the first round of the Breakout tournament...
{Orchid removes her Breakout title fro her waist and puts it over her left shoulder. MHK looks at the wrestler in front of her oddly, confused and unsure.}
Orchid: I didn’t just win that first round match, I won the whole thing. Only to face the current champion at the time, Chacalita. Someone who was undefeated at the time. Her first loss came from me, the current and longest reigning Breakout Champion in the history of L.A.W.
{The fans get up and cheer for Orchid.}{/color]
Orchid: That was not a warning to me, but to all whole failed to be at the level you expected. I hope I have gone above that standard you set. I am honored to be the champ, I am honored to work for you and L.A.W., but more importantly, I am honored to get to get in this ring for these fans.
{Fans cheer a bit loudly}
Orchid: But I’m a bit upset you decided to leave me off the card tonight. The fans deserve to see all their champions defend.
{Fans start to cheer yes! As Megan looks around at the reaction from the fans.}
MHK: Orchid, if there is anyone who wanted to see you defend the Breakout title tonight would have been me. You, however, forced my hand when you refused to sign your new contract.
{The crowd boos Orchid.}
Orchid: Hey now, you can all boo but how do you all think I feel? I just want to defend my title. And yes, I paid the price by not signing my contract when we met one month ago. That’s okay. I know you and I can work that out and I can just main event a L.A.W. show in a few weeks.
MHK: I’m sure we can work that out but first...
{Helms-King puts the purple folder on the table. She takes a seat in one of the chairs. Orchid walks around to the other side and takes a seat as well.}
MHK: Now here we are in front of the same fans you love to entertain. You have a chance to sign this contract that will be good for the rest of this year. Exactly as you requested. Now you also demanded...
Orchid: I didn’t demand, I just told you how things were going to go when it comes to me and my own medical doctor, Dr. Weaver.
{Orchid smiles and Megan just gives her a straight look.}
MHK: Don’t push it, Orchid. I’m only going to agree to this because Dr. Weaver credentials are up to date. Just so you know, Orchid, if I or the L.A.W. medical staff ever feel something is not on the up and up. You will have to retake any medical test the L.A.W. staff request of you. Dr. Weaver can perform everything but it will be done in front of and verified by the medical team hired by L.A.W.
Orchid: That is more than fair, boss, but there is more.
MHK: Yes, I seen the cravat you are requesting.
{The crowd stops cheering to hear what the cravat is.}
MHK: So, you want to make sure you are booked at every Pay-Per-View going forward. I cannot approve this. However, what I can give you is this... As I added to the contract, in the event that you, Orchid, does not defend any title she - you - may be currently holding at a L.A.W. pay-per-view event, Orchid, you, will defend within the next two L.A.W events that follow.
Orchid: Okay, that is more than fair. I shall agree to such term.
{The fans cheer}
MHK: Cheers. Now you also wanted a L.A.W. t-shirt, as well as matching sports caps.
{Crowd cheers yes!}
MHK: You’ve always had this option in your contract but you never presented any ideas or graphics to the productions team to create any merchandise. We’ll be happy to create a generic one for you, but, yes, you will get a new L.A.W. Orchid t-Shirt made by the productions team but it’ll be what it is.
Orchid: Yeah, I’ll work on that.
MHK: You also wanted a case of 32oz bottles of Gatorade. And it says here it has to be any color but white and orange.
Orchid: Yeah, preferably purple or green will do.
{The crowd starts to chuckle a bit and Megan joins in.}
MHK: You also want to be the GM for one night. You want to book the matches and take control for one night.
Orchid: Yes, I do want to do your job for one night.
MHK: I will allow you to play G.M. for one night. So, it’s the t-shirts, Dr. Weaver will be your doctor, your Gatorade, which is available through catering at any time… You will get all that as well with a pay increase.
{There is a pause as Helms-King looks at the woman in front of her.}
MHK: Understand that I will give you this as I see you as one of the top future stars in L.A.W. Keep in mind that if you cross the line, I can and will take this all away from you. I trust that you won't as you have proven yourself in the past. As per your request, this contract is valid from tonight until the 31st of December, 2017.
Orchid: I thank you very much and hope to make you proud of me.
{Orchid takes the folder and opens it up. She takes the pen that is inside and uses it to sign her name. She folds the folder back up and slides it over to Megan Helms-King. Megan opens it up and also signs her name to make it official. The crowd cheers as Orchid gets up and gives Megan a bow. Orchids music starts to play. The two shake hands before orchid leaves the ring heading to the back.}
Duke King: Really? Really? That’s ten minutes of my life that I’ll never get back.
Troy Franklin: Well… Orchid has a new contract.
Duke King: That includes free Gatorade.
Skye Sparks: Do you think I can negotiate free champagne in my new contract now?
Beth Harris: The following contest, set for one fall, is for the LAW Chaos championship!
{"Don't mess with me" begins and the crowd looks around the arena, looking for the elusive Ash Scion as she makes her way to the ring. Cameras and spotlights search around the arena, and soon enough, right by the ringside area, Ash parts the crowd and hops the guardrail. Ash rolls into the ring and sits patiently leaning in the corner.}
Beth Harris: Introducing the challenger, From Manhattan, New York, she is the "Red Headed Bloodbath!" Ash Scion!
Troy Franklin: Ash Scion returns and this is a dream match right out of a sick mind.
Duke King: Two women willing to destroy themselves in order to destroy their opponents.
Skye Sparks: Bloody idiots they are.
Beth Harris: And her opponent….she is from Jefferson City, Missouri….the first female graduate of Camp Nightfall...standing five feet six inches tall and weighing in this morning at one-hundred fifty-six pounds….she is….”NO GIMMICKS NEEDED” SAMANTHA TOLSON!!!
{Tolson indeed parts the curtain with the LAW Chaos championship proudly around her waist. He confidently marches down the ramp towards the ring, keeping her eyes locked in on Ash, seated in the corner and staring right back at Sam.}
Troy Franklin: Sam is fulfilling a dream tonight, but can she get out of fan mode long enough to retain her title?
Duke King: She had better. They don't call her opponent "Red-headed bloodbath" for effect.
{Both Ash and Sam stand face to face in the center of the ring, but you can see a little smile on Sam’s face as Ash smirks back at her. Sam puts her hand out and Ash slaps it in a show of respect as the two back off and the bell sounds.}
Troy Franklin: And here we go.
Duke King: Battan down the hatches!
Skye Sparks: You're not on a bleeding ship! That makes no sense!
{Ash and Sam circle each other before Ash stops, and simply motions for Sam to come and fight her. The two stare at each other for a quick second, before Sam shrugs and comes forward with a right hand, and Ash responds in kind, and the two pretty much engage in a fist fight.}
Troy Franklin: That didn't take long!
Skye Sparks: It's about time the wrestlers got down to business straight away!
{The two exchange blows back and forth. Ash. Sam. Ash. Sam. Ash. Sam. Ash. Sam. Ash. Sam. Ash. Sam. Ash. Ash. Ash. Ash has Sam reeling before Sam fights back with a knee to the ribs. Sam hits a right hand and send Ash reeling back, before hitting a dropkick that sends Ash through the ropes to the floor. Sam checks on Ash’s location before exiting the ring and standing on the apron. Ash gets up on the outside and Sam jumps off, but Ash turns and throws an open water bottle from underneath the ring in Sam’s face! Sam lands and recoils, blinded, as Ash has also retrieved a kendo stick from under the ring and smashes Sam across the back with it!}
Troy Franklin: And here comes the plunder!
Duke King: Plunderin' Troy! P -
Skye Sparks: Shut it. Shut your bloody mouth!
{Sam falls to her knee clutching her back as Ash stands over her and then BREAKS the Kendo stick in two across Sam’s back and neck! Ash tosses the broken stick aside and grabs Sam and tosses her harshly into the steel barricade at ringside. Ash slowly makes her way over to Sam and pulls her up, hitting a hard forearm shot then sends Sam reeling. Ash again attempts the Irish whip into the barricade, but Sam manages to reverse and send Ash back-first into the barricade! Sam then grabs Ash and slams her face-first into the steel steps! Ash stumbles back and falls down onto her back, shaking her head trying to clear the cobwebs. Sam pulls her up and tosses her over the barricade into the 1st row.}
Troy Franklin: And we're getting interactive tonight!
Duke King: Please no more lawsuits!
{Ash struggles to rise as Sam grabs the steel steps and leans them up against the guardrail. She sees Ash getting up and takes a few steps back, running and using the steps to jump clear over the guardrail onto Ash with a crossbody! Sam stays on top for the cover as well!
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Ash kicks out!}
Troy Franklin: Sam almost got her in the crowd!
Duke King: *Snicker*
Skye Sparks: That's not even.... *Sigh*
{Sam slowly gets up and grabs Ash to pull her up, but Ash responds with a headbutt to the midsection. Ash then fires off a right hand that send Sam stumbling away. Ash gets up and tries for another right hand, but Sam quickly hooks her, and executes a t-bone suplex over the guardrail and Ash lands on the stairs! She tumbles down them clutching her back in pain!}
Skye Sparks: That's a trip to the chiropractor.
Duke King: Ash's back smashed those steps hard!
Skye Sparks: Then she fell down the bloody things. Dreadful.
{Sam steps over the guardrail away from the steps and covers Ash!
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Kickout by Ash!
Sam then slowly gets up and looks under the ring and finds a table, drawing a pop from the crowd. She slides it into the ring before going back over to Ash and tossing her back inside. Sam rolls in and grabs Ash and slams her face-first into the table on the mat! Sam then sets up the table and positions it how she wants it. She grabs Ash and sets up in front of the table long ways. She tries for another T-bone suplex, but Ash fights out with elbows and pushes Sam back-first into the edge of the table! Sam falls to her knees clutching her back, as Ash shoves Sam’s head between her legs, lifts her up and powerbombs her through the table! The table explodes on impact as Ash leans against the ropes clutching her back!}
Troy Franklin: Ash Powerbombs Sam Tolson and that impact destroyed that table!
{Ash slowly makes the cover on Sam, still laying in the remains of the table!
1….
2….
Sam manages to kick out!
Ash then rolls out of the ring and looks under the ring, producing another table! She sets it up at ringside and rolls back into the ring as Sam crawls away from the wreckage of the table. Ash gets a splintered off piece of the table and drives it into Sam’s back again! Sam rolls over to prevent another attack on her back as Ash then begins to choke out Sam with the edge of the table against her throat! Not satisfied, Ash then backs up and hits baseball slide sending Sam all the way to the floor again. Ash heads outside and looks under the ring again, producing a garbage can this time. Sam slowly makes it back to her feet, only to blasted with the trash can right in the head!}
Troy Franklin: Ash can use anything as a weapon, as we have seen throughout this match.
Duke King: You think her house is just a torture chamber?
Skye Sparks: You'll pique the Naughty Girls interests. Bloody freaks they are.
{Ash displays the large dent in the trash can to the cheers of the fans as Sam looks out of it. Ash picks her up and nails her again with the trash can on the back, fully denting the trash can and rendering it useless. Sam crawls away as Ash tosses the trash can away and checks for another weapon under the ring. Not finding anything she wants, she gives chase to Sam, who has moved to where the table is set outside the ring. Ash moves in, but eats a chair to the gut and then Sam blasts her in the back with it! Ash goes down as Sam then puts her on the table and hammers away with right hands. With Ash prone on the table, Sam hops on the apron and jumps off landing and elbow on Ash! But the table doesn’t break fully, instead only caving in slightly!}
Troy Franklin: The table didn't give!
Duke King: Must be...
Skye Sparks: If you say Japanese, I will smack you.
{Ash slides off the table in pain as Sam looks injured herself. Sam slowly gets to her feet and replaces Ash on the table and rolls back into the ring. Sam takes a deep breath and hits the ropes, but Ash slides off the table as Sam is running, and Sam doesn’t realize it. Ash then quickly stands the table up as Sam dives through the ropes and Sam TORPEDOS THROUGH THE TABLE!}
CROWD: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!
Troy Franklin:SAM TOLSON JUST WENT HEAD-FIRST THROUGH A TABLE!
Duke King: That could a broken neck! She may be dead!
{Ash is a little woozy as she tries to collect herself, and Sam is laying in a heap, and is now bleeding from the impact. Various cuts on her arms, shoulders, head, face and neck from the table. Ash then targets Sam’s head wound, trying to open it up more with right hands to the wound. Sam is soon bleeding profusely from the head. Ash knuckles are covered in Sam’s blood as she tosses Sam back into the ring. Ash then grabs the chair that Sam used earlier and gets back on the apron. Ash picks up the chair and begins climbing to the top rope!}
Troy Franklin: Ash is showing absolutely no mercy.
Duke King: Sam wanted this, and now she may be regretting it.
Skye Sparks: Ash is going to make her if she does this.
{Ash is just about up there when Sam desperately hits the ropes and causes Ash to crotch herself off the top turnbuckle! Ash drops the chair as Sam wipes the blood from her face and pulls Ash forward from the turnbuckle, leaving her legs dangling on the ropes. Sam hooks Ash’s head and PLANTS her with a HANGMAN’S DDT ON THE STEEL CHAIR!}
Troy Franklin: HANGMAN'S DDT!
Duke King: THAT'S GOT TO BE IT!
Skye Sparks: Mercifully.
{Both women are laid out in the ring, and now Ash is bleeding all over the place from the chair. Sam is still bleeding and slowly gets an arm over Ash for the cover!
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3NO! Ash rolls the shoulder!}
Troy Franklin: Ash is superhuman!
Duke King: But now she's bleeding!
{Sam cannot believe it as she slowly rises to her feet, stumbling around the ring woozy from the blood loss. She slowly rolls down and out of the ring, and produces a third table from under the ring and slides in into the ring. She slowly sets it up in the corner. Once satisfied, she turns back to get Ash, who is somehow back up and catches Sam with the Scorpion Rising kick! Ash and Sam both go down in a heap.}
Troy Franklin: SCORPION KICK! OUTTA NOWHERE!
Duke King: It's gotta be!
Skye Sparks: Just end this.
{Ash slowly crawls towards the motionless Sam, and covers her!
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3NO! Sam manages to roll the shoulder!
Ash now is in disbelief as she rolls to her knees and looks at Sam trying to get up. A nod of respect comes from Ash as she stands up, still a little woozy herself as she wipes the blood from her face. She pulls Sam into position, looking for the IDK-2K15 [Barry White Driver] Sam fights frantically to escape, and does a double leg pick-up on Ash, and runs with her, SPEARING HER THROUGH THE TABLE!}
Troy Franklin: SAM SPEARS ASH THROUGH THE TABLE!
Duke King: HOW MUCH MORE CAN THESE TWO TAKE?!
Skye Sparks: You said they'd kill each other. Looks like they're trying.
{Sam clutches the back of her head as she uses all her might to pull a near lifeless Ash from the wreckage and covers!
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3…NO! Ash somehow manages to life her shoulder off the mat!}
Troy Franklin: You.... you gotta be kidding me...
{Sam holds her head in her hand, amazed that Ash not only kicked out, but is starting to get back to her feet. Slowly, Sam gets to her feet and grabs a shard of broken table and sets it up. Ash struggles to her feet, and walks into a kick to the gut, and Sam hooks her and hits the Victory Drop Alpha [Trapper Keeper Bomb] on the shard of the table!}
{Sam covers, hooking both legs!
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3..!}
Troy Franklin: Mercifully.... it's over.
Duke King: Tolson survives...
Skye Sparks: Neither one of them look like winners.
{Sam rolls off of Ash, and both women are quickly attended to by the medical personnel led by Gina to the ring. Both Ash and Sam lay on the mat in a bloody heap as stretchers are wheeled out for both women as Sam’s music plays.}
Troy Franklin: Sam Tolson manages to hold on to the Chaos championship, but... at what cost?
Duke King: A trip to the hospital
{Ash and Sam are both loaded onto the stretchers, but amazingly, both refuse to take the ride back, instead both insisting on walking away under their own power. Ash and Sam just happen to look at each other and nod in respect towards one another as the medics have to walk them to the back, but both receive a standing ovation.}
Troy Franklin: “Here it is, ladies and gentlemen, a match we've been waiting a long while for. The Naughty Girls and the Boardwalk Angels duke it out for the coveted Tag Team Championships.”
Skye Sparks: “Coveted is an understatement. Never before has the Tag Title scene been this lit up.”
Duke King: “That's right. In the past couple months we've seen the arrival of three new teams such as Dynasty, Jekyll and Hyde, and of course the Boardwalk Angels.”
Skye Sparks: “Don't forget the partnership in Kenzi and Kate forming Guilty Pleasure.”
Troy Franklin: “It's certainly a bright scene in the Tag Team industry here.”
Duke King: “We can only hope the earlier fight hasn't worn either team out too much.”
Troy Franklin: “Katie was certainly flying around there. Not to mention Farrah trying to get her licks in as well.”
Skye Sparks: “Don't forget the slap heard around the world.”
Duke King: “What must be going through the mind of Katalina Star after that one?”
Troy Franklin: “Not just Katalina, but Zahara as well. Can both teams keep their focus for this contest?”
"Stand on the box, stomp your feet, get clapping
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen"
"Pulled up to the church but I got so nervous
Had to back it on up, couldn’t make it to the service
Grabbed all the cash underneath my mattress
Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen"
{The three then make their way down the ramp, acknowledging the fans that reach for them and being relatively amicable... Zoey more so than Farrah and Courtney. Running from the end of the ramp to the ring, they slide in and rise in the center as one, simultaneously shedding their robes and jacket back to back. Ascending the turnbuckles, they rouse the fans to a higher level of noise in their own unique ways.}
"Ran into a girl in a pretty white dress
Rolled down a window, where you heading to next?
Said I’m heading to the bar with my money out of the mattress
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen"
Troy Franklin: “The Boardwalk Angels got this opportunity by defeating Dynasty just a few weeks ago.”
Skye Sparks: “Yeah, and since then they've been bragging themselves up. Kat put it bluntly when she said they were acting like champs without belts.”
Duke King: “Having a firm belief in oneself is perhaps necessary in winning these kinds of matches.”
{“Que*r” starts up as Katalina comes out to the ring fully decked out in her black vinyl wrestling attire with a leash in hand. She gives it a tug and a woman comes out from the back following behind. Judging by her own attire it's Katie, although she wears a pair of mitts cuffed around the leash as well as a thick bondage mask concealing every inch of her head. She follows behind her Mistress as the duo makes their way toward the ring. Once there, Kat slowly makes her way up the steps and inside gently guiding Katie in after her.
Once inside, the dominatrix begins to pat her slave's head, rubbing a hand down the side of Katie's mask before she nuzzles into her palm. With a smile, Kat begins to remove the cuffs and then the mask. Free of it, Katie shakes her hair loose and gets down to her hands and knees so she can give a full display of obedience in the form of licking and kissing her Mistress' boots before hugging hold of her leg.}
Troy Franklin: “Katie seems in good spirits still here tonight. I suppose tonight her...showing of, um,”
Skye Sparks: “Obedience. Just say it. Katie is Katalina's slave and that nuzzling is a warning to Jessika that that is her place. Not some psycho's.”
Duke King: “It is an interesting challenge laid out by Katie and I suppose we'll be seeing that in the coming weeks.”
Beth Harris: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Ladies All Star Tag Team Championships!”
{The crowd cheers as Katalina unhooks Katie's leash patting her head a couple times while Zahara and Farrah stand by in their own corner keeping themselves ready.}
Beth Harris: “First, the challengers, Zahara Matisse and Farrah Martell...THE BOARDWALK ANGELS!!!”
{The pair step out as Courtney brings up both of their hands while the crowd cheers with their approval of the challengers.}
Beth Harris: “Their opponents and defending champions, Katalina Star and Katie Klein...THE NAUGHTY GIRLS!!!”
{A chorus of boos from the crowd as neither Kat or Katie leave the corner remaining where they are. Instead, Katie sends out Chastity to saunter about the ring still wearing her Mistress' title as a leash and holds up Kat's. Once she finishes her circle around the ring, she hands Kat's belt to the ref and lifts up her chin.}
Troy Franklin: “As great a team as the Naughty Girls have been, it's a sheer disgrace what Katie has done with her belt.”
Skye Sparks: “It's keeping Chastity entertained, that's all I care about.”
{The ref manages to free the hook from Chastity's collar while both teams stand on opposing sides of the ring deciding which of them will be starting out. The referee then holds up the pair of tag titles high for the crowd to see giving it a more official presence than Chastity's earlier display with them.}
Duke King: “That's what this contest is all about.”
Troy Franklin: “Just glad to see the officials were able to tear all those teams apart. What a kerfuffle.”
Skye Sparks: “Kerfuffle? Seriously?”
Troy Franklin: “Word of day calendar.”
Skye Sparks: “Whatever.”
Duke King: “Let's just hope the troubles between everyone are over with and we'll be able to watch things settle fairly in this match.”
Skye Sparks: “Fairly? Wow, it's a good thing I got hired on to help the two of you. I, at least, know the Naughty Girls. Nothing's going to be fair in this beating.”
{Inside the ring, both Farrah and Katie step out to meet one another with the latter wearing a rather large smirk contrasting the Boardwalk Angel's serious demeanor. Outside the ring, both Candi and Chastity cheer on the Naughty Girl as the crowd practically drowns out the sounds coming from the two pets.}
Duke King: “It's troublesome to know Candi's being drowned out, but...”
Skye Sparks: “In this instance, I actually don't mind the crowd involvement.”
{Katie and Farrah immediately meet up in a collar elbow tie up, which Farrah just as quickly breaks away from pressing a couple fingers to her lips. A horrific look crosses the Angel's face as Katie just stands there smiling back at her running her tongue along her upper lip. That is until Farrah, true to her word, lashes herself out at the Naughty Girl with a running clothesline knocking her down to the canvas. Farrah doesn't let up as she grabs hold of Katie's hair jerking her up to her feet and buries her knee into her gut. With Katie hunched forward, Farrah steps to the side and delivers a double ax handle. Or at least she would, had Katie not gripped hold of Farrah's wrists pushing her back into a neutral corner where she presses her body firmly against the Angel's.}
Troy Franklin: “Katie's already busy playing her mind games.”
Duke King: “She should be careful though and remember the warning she got from Farrah.”
{Katie slowly begins to grind her hips along Farrah's leaning in close to begin whispering into her ear prompting Chastity to hurry over so she can listen in.}
Skye Sparks: “Horny bitch.”
Duke King: “And clever too!”
{Farrah shoots a look down wondering why her legs aren't responding then notices Chastity has a hold of her ankles. Katie steps back and rams her shoulder hard into Farrah's gut as Chastity quickly lets go and skips back to Candi as Zoey shouts out at her. Courtney is on the scene though warning he chastity geared woman away. Katie continues her corner assault smashing her hips now against Farrah's midsection then grabbing onto her hair and flipping her straight onto her back. The ref admonishes Katie for the tactic but shows how much she cares by grabbing Farrah's hair again dropping her onto her back.}
Troy Franklin: “Katie showing she isn't afraid of the ref here.”
Skye Sparks: “Of course she isn't. A disqualification will still favor the champs here.”
{Katie comes over and grabs hold of Farrah's leg pulling it up and begins straddling it grinding her crotch along the inside. Unfortunately, the Angel isn't as out of it as Katie would have thought as she reaches in for the Naughty Girl's hair and pulls her in for a stiff shot aside the head before the ref comes in warning Farrah about the closed fist.}
Skye Sparks: “What about the hair pulling? That's two illegal moves! She should be disqualified!”
{Farrah rolls up to her feet and sets up the temporarily dazed Katie for a scoop slam then reaches over to tag in Zahara. Farrah grabs hold of Katie's leg bringing it up allowing for Zahara to rebound off the ropes and deliver a chop block to the inside of the champion's knee. Farrah then leaves letting her partner continue on. Zahara first starts up by pulling out Katie's arm and begins stomping down on the shoulder a few times until the Naughty Girl can manage enough to pull her arm free. The Indigo Sorceress doesn't let that slow her down as she grabs hold of Katie's arm bringing her up to her feet before snapping Katie down with a DDT then covers for a two count.}
Duke King: “Katalina didn't even look like she was about to step in there.”
Troy Franklin: “It was brought up by both that the two are engaged, maybe Kat can't go through with hurting her fiance.”
Skye Sparks: “You're both idiots. She knew Katie would kick out.”
Duke King: “Or perhaps she's remembering that slap from earlier. Heard it all the way out here.”
{Before Katie can recover any further, Zoey brings her back up to her feet and tags in Farrah. The magician then leaves the ring letting Farrah continue the pressure with another scoop slam. She then hits the ropes only to trip and turn yelling out at Chastity who plays innocent this time allowing for Katie to roll her up from behind for her own near two count. Once more, Courtney is on her way over but stops knowing her actions will only result in a potential DQ loss for her team.}
Duke King: “Chastity once again proving to be a difference maker here tonight.”
Troy Franklin: “I don't know how much more of it Courtney will allow to happen though. She's appearing pretty antsy.”
Skye Sparks: “She'll allow it all to happen because she won't have much of a chance against Chastity and Candi by herself.”
{Farrah is quickly back to her feet and tries for a clothesline, but it's ducked by Katie who kicks her in the rear and goes tagging in Katalina. Farrah turns just in time to notice the change as she comes in hoping to blindside the dominatrix only to stop when she hears a loud shriek from the outside. Even Courtney on the outside is caught off guard as Farrah's attention is diverted outside to where Candi is pouting at Chastity and when she's back on Kat, the Naughty Girl kicks her and drops her down with a quick suplex.}
Duke King: “What happened there?”
Troy Franklin: “It looks like Chastity did something to Candi and the shriek was enough to distract Farrah.”
Duke King: “The numbers game may just be the downfall for the Boardwalk Angels here tonight.”
Skye Sparks: “Or...the fact that they're taking on the most dominant team that's ever graced the LAW ring.”
{Kat continues working over Farrah stomping down around her hips then bringing up her leg only to snap it back. As Farrah hugs hold of her leg, Kat kicks her to the side then presses the heel of her boot into her side then drops down crashing all of her weight onto the side of Farrah's hip. With Katie begging for a tag, Kat soon obliges exiting the ring herself as the raunchier Naughty Girl begins to saunter around her prey. Farrah's only thought right now is to vacate the ring so she tries to crawl her way to her corner where Zoey has her hand out as far as she can get it.}
Duke King: “I don't like the look over Katie's face here.”
{Katie licks her lips and pounces hugging her arms around Farrah's waist before she proceeds to hump her hips against her backside. Chastity cheers her Mistress on while Farrah struggles to turn things around. She manages to get onto her back and kicks out at the young submissive only for Katie to dart back out of range. Farrah quickly gets to her feet and rushes forward with a clothesline, which Katie ducks. The Angel turns and finds Katie flying at her. Too late to react, Farrah takes on the entire frame of the Naughty Girl in a Thesz Press. Once on the canvas, Katie scurries up mounting her crotch over the Jersey Hellcat's face. Katie grinds her hips as Farrah kicks out her feet and tries pushing the Naughty Girl off until she manages to do just that.}
Skye Sparks: “Don't worry, I'm sure Katie's showered up before this match.”
Troy Franklin: “I don't think that's what Farrah's worried about.”
{Farrah shoots a heated death glare on Katie who rushes away as the Angel gives pursuit. Katie soon finds refuge in a corner but not for long as Farrah grabs hold of her and tries to pull her away.}
Skye Sparks: “The wily minx.”
{Trouble is, it's the Naughty Girls corner so Kat reaches and grabs a firm hold of Farrah's hair pulling her away before jerking her back. Kat and Katie then exchange a tag as the dominant of the pair enters and goes right back to work over Farrah's hips again.}
Skye Sparks: “You can't call Katie stupid now, she just used Farrah's own warning against her.”
{Katie flicks her hair in Zoey's direction as the Magician stands helpless in the corner turning her knuckles white as she grips the top rope watching as her partner suffers under the control of her fiance. Kat grabs hold of Farrah's legs and drags her down into the middle of the ring before bringing them both back. Zoey begins to shout things out at Kat but, as Katie ascends to the top of the Naughty Girl corner, the domina just shoots back a wink.}
Duke King: “What's going on here?”
{Courtney slaps the canvas trying to will Farrah free of the hold as Kat puts more pressure on her hold of Farrah's legs. It's all for nothing as soon Katie dives from the top driving her head into Farrah's crotch leaving it there. Kat stands with a smile across her face watching Katie enjoy her “treat” before the ref comes to pull her away. With Katie wanting more, Kat steps her boots down alongside Farrah's head over her hair then reaches down grabbing her wrists and pulls up. With the ref distracted by Katie, Farrah can only scream out from the pain. This can only go on for so long, however, as Kat drops Farrah back down then jumps driving both knees against the Angel's hip.}
Troy Franklin: “I think it's clear Kat is setting up for her Sweet Release on Farrah. It's just a matter of choosing when to lock it in now.”
{Kat though needs to relax her legs from that impact herself so she tags out to Katie who comes in stomping down all along Farrah's side before dropping down and squeezes both of her breasts. Farrah cries out as she gives a hearty struggle only to get her face slapped by Katie who stands getting in a running kick to Farrah's ribs. The Jersey Hellcat is to her side coughing out as Katie saunters just close enough to Zoey to still remain from her reach and begins taunting pointing over various parts of her body before settling on her backside and nods giving the Magician a thumbs up.}
Troy Franklin: “What's Katie going to do now?”
Duke King: “Oh my goodness!”
{Katie grabs hold of Farrah's hair bringing her up to her knees and then turns her own body. She giggles a little, clearly having far too much fun with this, as she taunts the F-Bomb by wiggling her posterior in her face going in...then pulling away. Going in closer...then pulling away again.}
Skye Sparks: “This is too perfect. She's going to be kissing Katie's ass soon.”
{Skye isn't the only one excited as Chastity is practically leaning into the ring for her own peek, which draws the ref's attention who warns her to get away from the canvas. Not just the ref's but Courtney's as well as she quickly hurries over.}
Skye Sparks: “She had a good run.”
{Courtney continues rushing around the corner as Candi squeaks and turns in fear. However, it's not so much a turn as a action brought on by instinct as she spin kicks Courtney in the face knocking her clean out.}
Troy Franklin: “What the hell?”
Skye Sparks: “Candi's Twaekondo lessons pay off! Finally.”
{Farrah uses this opportunity of confusion to ram her arm up hard between Katie's legs. The Naughty Girl drops to her knees as Farrah comes up to her feet, with help from the ring ropes, and pushes Katie the rest of the way down.}
Skye Sparks: “That was a cheap blow!”
Duke King: “And I think the fans liked that more than what could have been.”
Troy Franklin: “Besides, with all the cheap blows and tactics the Naughty Girls have been doing throughout this contest...”
{Farrah looks to the outside feeling for Courtney, but knows checking on her now would only be the end of the match. So, much to her distaste, she leaves Courtney in Candi's care as, once more, Zoey reaches a hand out for a tag and Farrah goes to make it but her hip seems to go out on her as she topples down to a knee. The ref goes in to check on her as Katie begins to drag herself along the canvas toward the Naughty Girls corner.}
Duke King: “Tides will change in the favor of whichever team gets the tag first.”
{After assuring the ref that she's fine, Farrah struggles back up to her feet and limps her way to the Boardwalk Angels corner with much help from the ropes. But it may appear too late as Katie is within distance of Kat's hand. There's the tag, but then there's the other tag. Before they know it, both Katalina and Zahara are in the ring staring one another down.}
Duke King: “We knew it would come to this, sooner or later we knew it would come to Katalina and Zahara inside the ring at the same time.”
Troy Franklin: “What must be going through their minds right now? Earlier tonight we saw Zahara slap Katalina right across the face during that scuffle.”
Duke King: “That seemed to be an accident though.”
Skye Sparks: “No accident. Zahara wanted a free cheap shot on Kat earlier. She got it, but now she has to pay for it.”
{The fans continue to cheer for the coming battle that both women appear somewhat hesitant to get into.}
Skye Sparks: “What's going on? These two should be at each other's throats the way they were going on the past couple weeks.”
Duke King: “It's definitely easier to say things than to follow through on it sometimes.”
{Just as the crowd seems to be dying down in their excitement, they get right back into things when both Kat and Zoey meet up in a tie up. They both put on a struggle until Zahara manages out with her strength advantage forcing Kat into a side headlock. Kat, however, drops to a knee and reaches around grabbing the side of Zoey's head bringing her down onto her back with a fireman takedown. Having scouted this, Zoey tries to keep hold of Kat's arm and cinch it into a scissorlock armbar. In response, Kat grabs uses her free hand to grab hold of Zoey's leg bringing it and the Magician up. Kat looks to slam her down but Zahara flips back into something of a hurricanrana releasing her hold of the domina's arm in the process. Zahara is up to her feet but so is Kat who turns propelling herself forward with a spear, which the Indigo Sorceress takes so she can lock in a body scissors. Kat struggles but the hold is only applied in harder before being released. Much to the fans confusion, the two get back to their feet and when they both realize they're in a match and not sparring...they each turn into a forearm shot from the other knocking them both down.}
Troy Franklin: “It was a good exchange, though I guess during they forgot they were even in a match.”
Duke King: “Just a contest of one upping the other, it seems. It's good to know even in this heated exchange they still--”
Skye Sparks: “Don't say it!”
{Katie appears less pleased over her Mistress' behaviour while Candi applauds the effort by both. Farrah looks a bit stunned by the ending though when she sees her partner down she reaches out for a tag. Something Katie doesn't mirror as she storms into the ring grabbing hold of Zoey's hair and smashes her face against the canvas a couple times. The ref goes to stop her but Farrah's already there beating her to the mark. She tackles the Naughty Girl and the two spill out through the ropes to the mats below struggling and clawing at one another. The ref argues with them to get back to their respective corners while inside Katalina begins to stir.}
Duke King: “And it was only a matter of time until those two got into it in such a fierce way.”
{Much to Candi's joy, her Mistress is soon up to her knees with her hands resting down on her thighs looking around seeing Zoey still sprawled out on the canvas lying face down. Kat continues to look around finding both Katie and Farrah out of their corners, with the former drawing much ire from the dominatrix. However, there's nothing she can do about it now so she makes her way up to Zoey wiggling and working the toe of her boot in underneath her face.}
Troy Franklin: “Katalina's setting up for Hold and Release here.”
{With her boot nestled in place, Kat brings up her other boot and that's when Zoey's act of possum ends as she shoulder thrusts the back of the Naughty Girl's knee dropping her to the canvas. Without sparing a breath, Zoey grabs hold of Kat's leg and falls back herself keeping hold of it listening as the domina cries out.}
Troy Franklin: “Sweet Release! Zahara just locked in Katalina's own kneebar!”
{Unfortunately, the shoulder thrust put Kat too close to the ropes as she grabs hold of the bottom one. By now, the ref has heard the cries and notices Kat's clutch on the rope informing Zoey to break up the hold. Zahara does as she gets to her feet grabbing Kat by the arm bringing her up. The Naughty Girl, however, rolls forward planting Zoey's arm between her legs and locks in a scissor hold pulling back against the wrist.}
Duke King: “And now it's Katalina with Zahara's Spellbound!”
{Zahara cries out while kicking her feet out digging her heels against the canvas as she works her way closer to the ropes. She's just about there when Katie comes back up from the outside pushing Zoey's feet from the rope. The ref argues with her as the crowd pops with Farrah coming up to the barricade balancing herself. Katie turns just in time as Farrah dives forward with a headscissors ultimately slamming Katie's head against the mat with a DDT.}
Troy Franklin: “Sudden Stop! Sudden Stop on the outside! Katie might be out of this thing for good!”
{With Katie out of the way, Zoey manages to get her foot on the ropes and the ref goes over to inform Kat of this. Katalina, however, keeps the hold locked in as there's a loud smash from the outside. The ref goes to investigate only to find Farrah laid out by the ring steps.}
Troy Franklin: “What happened there?”
Duke King: “Chastity's close, did she...”
{A quick shot in the crowd shows Kenzi Grey making her way to the back.}
Troy Franklin: “Kenzi! Kenzi threw Farrah into the ring steps!”
Duke King: “Chastity might have been going over to check on her Mistress.”
{In all this confusion, Candi sits down as Kat relinquishes the hold and gets up to her feet while Zahara cradles her arm. Back outside, Courtney is able enough to make her way to Farrah's side and watches over her. All of the action on the outside presumably flying straight over their heads. Zahara is soon on her way up as well until Kat comes in quickly planting her foot under the Magician's face then steps down on the back of her head leaving her sprawled out once more.}
Troy Franklin: “Katalina finally gets in her Hold and Release!”
Skye Sparks: “Finally? I'm sure those lips have been on every pair of Kat's boots.”
{Katalina wastes little time in spinning Zahara around to her back and away from the ropes before she grabs hold of her leg locking in the Sweet Release.}
Troy Franklin: “It's locked in! Will Zahara tap out?”
{Zahara continues to cry out feeling Kat put on more and more pressure before managing to power her way to the ropes breaking off the hold. The ref goes in as Kat lets go of the leg and gets to her feet grabbing Zahara's leg pulling her away from the ropes looking to go for another Sweet Release. Only this time, Zahara grabs hold of the Domina's arm flipping her around against the canvas. With some difficulty, she crosses her legs across Kat's arm and pulls back with Spellbound.}
Duke King: “Like before it's a sudden turn around!”
{Kat struggles in vain against the hold as she doesn't feel the ropes anywhere near her. Therefore, much to her chagrin, she's forced to tap out from the hold signaling the end of this match as the bell rings.}
Duke King: “Zahara has done it! The reign of the Naughty Girls has finally come to an end!”
Skye Sparks: “This isn't fair! They were so close to that record!”
Troy Franklin: “I still don't even know if Zahara knows what happened to Farrah on the outside.”
{Zahara releases the hold and looks over at the ref who comes in offering her the title belt.}
Beth Harris: “Here are your winners by submission and NEW Tag Team champions...THE BOARDWALK ANGELS!!!”
{It's that announcement that fully cements it in for Zahara as she comes to her feet accepting the belt then looks around for Farrah finally realizing. The ref gestures her down to the outside as the pair vacate the ring to join Courtney in checking on her by the steps while Candi crawls in to tend to her Mistress.}
Troy Franklin: “It was definitely a hard fought match and there will indeed be celebrating, but it seems not tonight for the Boardwalk Angels.”
Beth Harris: The following match is schedule for one fall… And is for the L.A.W. Marquee Championship!
{The crowd explodes into cheers then the lights suddenly drop down to almost nothing.}
Beth Harris: First, the challenger…
{Lights in blue bathe the crowd, interspersed with white flashes as chanting fills the air and feminine silhouettes dance gracefully, ominously in the flashes of light to the opening strains of Silence by Delerium featuring Sarah McLachlan.}
Give me release… Witness me…
I am outside… Give me peace…
I am outside… Give me peace…
{More musical interlude as the crowd murmurs in cobalt-immersed anticipation.}
Sky Sparks: Oh. I do love me some Amirai Reilley.
Duke King: I love those tattoos.
Troy Franklin: Tattoos and all, Reilley won this title shot by defeating Wales months ago when our General Manager decided to turn their match into a number one contendership match. At the time, we didn’t know which title, but now we know.
Sky Sparks: And we’ve all been waiting impatiently for this.
Duke King: Roberts is way over her head with this one.
Sky Sparks: While I do like Reilley, Roberts has been a tough one.
Heaven holds a sense of wonder… and I wanted to believe
That I'd get caught up… when the rage in me subsides...
{Amid the dancing shadows and flashes of light, a petite figure stands in the entranceway drawing mixed reaction from those still unsure what to make of her. Amirai sweeps her full length jacket to one side theatrically as she finally makes her way towards the ring staying central to the ramp and out of range of waving hands.}
Beth Harris: First… On her way to the ring, weighing in at 122-pounds, hailing from Atlantic City, New Jersey…
In this white wave
I am sinking… in this silence
In this white wave… in this silence
I believe.
Beth Harris: She is Amirai Reilley!
{Straining vocals prelude Amirai sliding beneath the bottom rope and her casual saunter leads her across the canvas and to the furthest corner where she scales up to the second turnbuckle, gazing out across the crowd without much further flourish than another sweeping motion of the bottom of her jacket.}
Troy Franklin: Reilley and the rest of the world now await the longest reigning Marquee Champion in L.A.W. history.
Duke King: This reign has been a year too long.
Troy Franklin: That’s how long Roberts’ has held the title but that could all come to an end tonight.
{The lights dim and "Crushcrushcrush" by Paramore starts to play. The current and defending Marquee Champion, Mackenzie Roberts slowly emerges from the back, signature “Queen Bitch” tiara on her head and title on her shoulder.}
Duke King: What’s with the damn tiara?
Skye Sparks: I think it’s cute. Very fitting.
Troy Franklin: Last we saw Mackenzie, she fell victim to Amy Jo Smyth’s mean streak and nearly had her arm broken after losing to Smyth.
Duke King: We couldn’t get so lucky.
Troy Franklin: Regardless, Roberts is here now and she’s ready to fight.
Beth Harris: And her opponent… Coming from New York City, New York, weighing in at 110-pounds…
{Roberts stops.}
Beth Harris: She is the Marquee Champion, Mackenzie Roberts!
{The Champion holds up the title, and listens to the cheers of the crowd.}
Troy Franklin: That title is up for grabs and Reilley is ready to snatch it away, end Roberts’ lengthening record.
Duke King: And she’s gonna do. She’s twist Roberts’ up like a pretzel.
{Roberts makes her way to ring, slapping some extended hands as she goes, and slides in. As she stares at Reilley, Roberts’ slowly removes her tiara off to the timekeeper. After giving the title a long stare, the year-long champion passes the title to the referee.}
Skye Sparks: She should get herself a long look, it may be the fine time she sees it up close.
Troy Franklin: However this match ends, there’s one thing for sure, it’s going to be a great match.
Duke King: Here we go!
{The bell rings. Reilley and Roberts stare at each other and then dive forward. They lock up and fight for control, bouncing the other off the ropes. Roberts drops down, breaks the hold with an arm drag, and creates a great deal of space between the two. They dance around the ring and once again lock-up. Reilley gains control quickly, flipping Roberts down to the mat, and tries to get onto the champion with an armbar. Roberts is able to slip away, take hold of the ropes.}
Troy Franklin: Both are off to strong start. Reilley is already looking for the submissions.
Skye Sparks: I’ll tell you what, Roberts might come to be overwhelmed by the submissions.
Troy Franklin: I wouldn’t be so sure, Mackenzie knows her way around a good hold herself.
Duke Franklin: She can come get a hold of this.
Troy Franklin: Whoa, no.
{Out of nowhere, Mackenzie Roberts charges at Amirai Reilley hoping to take her off guard but Reilley is ready. Roberts is quickly knocked down with a stiff-arm clothesline. Reilley goes for a cover.
1…
NO!}
Skye Sparks: Not even close.
Duke King: No harm in trying.
{As soon as the raven-haired challenger stands, the champion slams her in the gut with a fist and sets her down with a snapmare. That’s followed up with a pin attempt that never even gets the referee on the mat as Reilley has slipped out from other Roberts. It’s now Roberts’ turn to be surprised; Reilley catches Roberts in a quick rollup.
1…
Kick-out!
Both women leap to their feet. Mackenzie Roberts gets Amirai Reilley into a schoolgirl pin.
1…
Nope!
Up their feet again. Amirai wraps up Mackenzie from behind, tries for something, but Mackenzie is quick to rush away to the ropes. Whence there, she grabs the top rope, and using momentum and a snap of the hips, sends Reilley rolling back, ass over head into the center of the ring. A vicious staring contest begins.}
Troy Franklin: A number of pin-falls but nothing substantial and now it’s gotten down to a test of who will strike first.
Skye Sparks: We went from lots of movement to an absolute standstill.
Duke King: This is boring. Boo! Boring!
Skye Sparks: I hate agreeing with him, but yes, boo!
Duke King: Oh! Woo!
{The Marquee Champion takes off like a bullet aimed directly at Amirai Reilley. Reilley dodges, pushes Roberts into the ropes so that Roberts gains even more speed. As soon as Roberts returns, she’s slammed to the mat with a japanese armdrag. Roberts springs up only to eat more mat from another japanese armdrag. Roberts is up but gets a second course, this time of leather from a standing dropkick from Reilley. The firmly in charge raven-haired challenger leaps to her feet as Roberts recovers in the corner, climbs to her feet using the ropes.}
Skye Sparks: And just like that, Reilley has this under control.
Troy Franklin: Roberts is looking worn down but she’s far from out of it.
{Amirai Reilley charges at the cornered Mackenzie Roberts. Roberts counters with a big boot to the Reilley’s face. Roberts’ takes hold of Reilley by the hair, knees her in the face, and then throws her into the corner shoulder first. Reilley slides out of the ring, clutching her shoulder, and Roberts give chase. The champion lifts her opponent to her feet and throws her into the ring steps, shoulder first.}
Duke King: What is even happening right now?
Troy Franklin: The match has taken to the outside and Roberts is taking it to Reilley.
Duke King: I didn’t know Roberts had this in her. I almost like this.
Skye Sparks: She wants to keep her title and it’s clear she’ll do anything to keep it.
Troy Franklin: If they don’t get back into the ring, she will keep her title, but she won’t win this match.
Duke King: That’s some bull.
{Mackenzie Roberts snatches Amirai Reilley’s arm and quickly snaps it back, causing more pain and damage to the shoulder.}
Duke King: Vicious. I love it.
Troy Franklin: It’s looking like Reilley might be hurt.
Duke King: She’d better pull it together.
{Roberts rolls Reilley back into the ring. As soon as she can, Roberts is back on the shoulder, locking on a shoulder breaker. Reilley fights back, getting to her feet. It’s short lived, however, and Roberts slams Reilley onto the mat. To add more injury to the shoulder, Roberts starts yanking the arm and stomping at the joint. She then drops for the cover, hooking the leg tightly.
1…
2…
NO!}
Troy Franklin: Reilley kicks out! And just like that, Roberts is back on that injured joint.
Duke King: I have no idea where this streak came from but I’m liking it.
Troy Franklin: When push comes to shove, right?
{The champion locks on the armbreaker again, urging Reilley to tap. Reilley doesn’t, instead she gets to her feet, hits punch after punch on on Roberts, and then whips her into the corner. Or, at least, she tries. Roberts holds back and reverses, sending Reilley into the corner, where she lands head first on the bottom turnbuckle. Roberts starts slamming heavy boots into the lower back of Reilley as she lays on the mat. Satisfied with that, Roberts jumps out of the ring, takes Reilley’s arm, and slams it over the edge of the apron not once, not twice, but three times.}
Troy Franklin: That assault on the arm is taking it out of Reilley.
Skye Sparks: It’s smart, she’s wearing it down, and then when time comes, she can get Reilley to tap just like that.
Troy Franklin: Any pain, no matter where, will completely drain the energy from you, suck the fight out of a competitor, and it looks like that’s happening right now.
Duke King: You guys give Reilley too little credit.
Troy Franklin: I’m sorry, but were you not just rooting for Mackenzie?
Duke King: Don’t tell me what I did!
{Reilley tries to escape, find a moment of reprieve but Roberts is right there, going for the arm again. She snaps the arm from standing then drops her down with an arm drag to slam and snap the joint with her knee.}
Duke King: Get up! Dam loser!
Troy Franklin: If Amirai doesn’t get back into this soon, it’s all over.
Duke King: Here we go, here we go!
{Amirai starts fighting back, nailing Mackenzie with punches. It doesn’t work though. Roberts takes up her arm, swings her round, and slams her down by the arm.}
Duke King: Damnit!
The champion goes for the pin on the challenger.
1…
NO!}
Troy Franklin: Reilley kicked out of that real fast.
Duke King: Yes!
{Clearly frustrated, Roberts takes hold Reilley’s injured arm, twists the wrist, then the shoulder while driving her knee into the joint, and then settles into a seated shoulder stretch to hyperextend the joint.}
Duke King: C’mon! How can this be!
Skye Sparks: You weren’t kidding when you said that Roberts could handle submissions.
{The Solitaire fights and fights but Roberts won’t break the hold. That’s until Reilley flips herself over, flipping a surprised Roberts into a pin.
1…
2…
Shoulder up!}
Duke King: Yes! I mean, no! I don’t know what I mean!
Troy Franklin: Reilley is coming alive, but let’s see how it lasts.
{Roberts wraps her legs around Reilley’s neck looking for a head scissors. Reilley, using all her strength, lifts Roberts off the mat, carries her to the center of the ring, and bam, sitout powerbomb.}
Skye Sparks: OH! The champion has been flattened.
Duke King: Like a pancake.
{Amirai Reilley goes for a quick cover.
1…
2…
BARELY UP and Roberts scurries away to the corner. The competitors take the time to rest and recover, with Reilley needed far more time. As soon as the champion gets to her feet, she goes right for her challenger. Reilley counters with an elbow, pushing Roberts away, and retreats to the corner to rest her arm. Roberts is back at her now. Reilley counters with a boot. Roberts persists and runs right into an empty corner with full speed. The Solitaire has found some fire and keeps leveling a persistent Roberts with clotheslines. A leg lariat finally keeps Roberts down.}
Troy Franklin: Reilley is going at Roberts with everything’s got now.
Duke King: I told you, I told you!
Troy Franklin: The Solitaire is far from done.
{Roberts jumps, punches Roberts in the head as she stands in the corner. She follows that up with a springboard kick to Roberts’ face. Roberts come out of the corner. Her head meets mat with a solid snapmare driver from Reilley.}
Skye Sparks: That had to hurt.
Troy Franklin: The tides have turn.
Skye Sparks: Let’s see if it’s over with this now…
Duke King: 1! 2! OH COME ON! Slow count! Slow count!
Troy Franklin: Mackenzie Roberts got her shoulder up before three.
Duke King: Did you not see that? That was slow count.
Skye Sparks: Looked fine to me.
Troy Franklin: Same here.
Duke King: You’re both blind.
{Amirai Reilley starts to climb the turnbuckle, heading for the top.}
Duke King: What is she doing?
Troy Franklin: High risk… High reward?
{Reilley leaps and Roberts rolls out of the way. That can only mean one thing…}
Skye Sparks: Ow!
Troy Franklin: Nobody home. Reilley just landed right on her tailbone.
Skye Sparks: You don’t need that anyway, so…
{Mackenzie Roberts is up and kicks Amirai Reilley right in the face. She follows that up with a standing double drop to Reilley’s gut. That turns into a standing splash. That turns into a cover.
1…
2…
NO!}
Troy Franklin: These two just won’t quit.
Skye Sparks: Would you, with all this on the line?
Troy Franklin: Point made. Roberts is trying to keep her reign alive and growing. Reilley is ready to win her first championship her in L.A.W.
{Roberts starts punching Reilley as she climbs to her feet. The two exchange punch after punch, raw lefts and rights that grow more intense with each connection. It’s the former MMA fighter that wins the battle of fists, however, and brings Roberts to her knees with a spinning back kick. She’s on Roberts with a quick belly-to-back suplex and then a cover.
1…
2…
NOPE!
Roberts gets to knees as Reilly sits on her knees. Reilly whips Roberts into the corner, charges, but Roberts counters by leaping over Reilley. Roberts catches Reilly, flips her into a schoolboy.
1…
2…
Reilley reverses and puts Roberts into the schoolboy now.
1…
2…
NO!
The women climb to the feet slowly, frustrated and tired but determined. They charge at each other. Roberts grabs Reilley by that injured arm, spins her around, hooks the neck, and plants her with a DDT.
1…
2…
KICK OUT!}
Troy Franklin: So many near falls. Nobody is giving up here.
Duke King: Reilley has been waiting a long time for this.
Skye Sparks: And Roberts isn’t ready to let this end.
{Roberts climbs up the turnbuckle. She leaps. Reilley is ready. Roberts connects with Reilley’s bent knees. Amirai Reilley spins around, gets to Roberts, and just like that, wraps her up in a gogoplata.}
Duke King: There it is! There it is!
Troy Franklin: The Absolute.
Skye Sparks: Roberts is fight back though. Don’t ask me how, but she is.
{The champion, in clear danger of losing, wiggles around, fights back, extends her hand. With everything she has, she reaches out and grabs the bottom rope.}
Troy Franklin: Roberts got her hands on the rope. It’s not over yet!
Skye Sparks: She refuses to give in.
{Amirai Reilley, using all the strength she has left, crawls away from the ropes, lifts Mackenzie Roberts off the mat, carries her closer to the center of the ring without ever releasing the hold. Roberts fights and fights but there is little she can do. Her hand slaps against the mat.}
Troy Franklin: Oh. My. God.
Skye Sparks: Amirai Reilley has done it. She’s won! She’s the new Marquee Champion.
Duke King: The Queen is dead, long live the Queen!
Troy Franklin: Reilley has defeated Mackenzie Roberts. The record ends here, tonight, after over a year. And she fought, i she ever fight.
{The bell rings, announcing the end of the match. Amirai Reilley releases Mackenzie Roberts and rolls to her feet. Her music hits as the referee raises her arm. She is then passed the Marquee Title, which she quickly holds above her head.}
Beth Harris: Your winner by submission, and NEW Marquee Champion, Amirai Reilley!
{Reilley turns around, looking for Mackenzie Roberts. Roberts sits on the mat, getting ready to stand. That’s when Reilley extends her hand to Roberts. Roberts takes it, is helped to her feet. The new champion pulls the former champion, record breaker, and record holder to the center of the ring and raises her arm. The crowd is on its feet, clapping and cheering.}
Skye Sparks: You’ve got to give credit where credit is due.
Troy Franklin: Mackenzie Roberts defeated Kate Steele in a two-out-of-three falls match on January 10th, 2016 to win the title. On this day,
February 26th, 2017, she was finally defeated. She held that Marquee Title for a grand total… Ready for this… 402 days.
Skye Sparks: That is an outrageous number.
Troy Franklin: Amazing.
{Mackenzie Roberts lowers her arms and points to Amirai Reilley.}
Duke King: But now it’s time for Amirai to leave her mark upon the Marquee Division.
Troy Franklin: Without a doubt. Both women should be proud.
{Amirai Reilley celebrates in the ring as her music plays the crowd cheers.}.
Beth Harris: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is the Main Event of the evening, and it is for the LAW Championship!
{The lights lower and the remaining lights turn to a golden color. “Shoot to Thrill” by Halestorm hits. The crowd explodes into cheers. Amy Jo Smyth steps out onto the stage, her back turned to the crowd, head covered by the hood of her jacket. The golden lights change and simulate a cascade of glitter over her. Smyth spins around on her toes and faces the crowd as a single spotlight falls on her. She holds a large silver cannon connected to a tube running backstage.
The Good Doctor lifts the cannon, aims upward…}
I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will
‘Cause I shoot to thrill and I’m ready to kill
I can’t get enough and I can’t get my fill
Shoot to thrill play to kill
Pull the trigger, pull it
Pull it, pull it
Pull the trigger
‘Cause I shoot to thrill and I’m ready to kill
I can’t get enough and I can’t get my fill
Shoot to thrill play to kill
Pull the trigger, pull it
Pull it, pull it
Pull the trigger
{Smyth screams as she presses the trigger on the handheld cannon. Large pieces of golden glitter shoot into the air and rain down over the right side of the crowd. Smyth moves to the left, aims again, and fires off another round of glitter into air.
Smyth hands the cannon off to a production staffer standing in the wings. She then throws her head back and arms upward and outward, letting the remaining glittering light wash over her. She slowly makes her way down the ramp, looking over the crowd, giving the occasional high five to a fan with a perfectly placed hand. She reaches the end of the ramp and throws a fist up in the air. The crowd pops.}
Beth Harris: …Hailing from the great state of New Jersey… She has her Ph.D. in submissions… “The Good Doctor” Amy Jo Smyth!
{After a quick moment of listening to the crowd, she rushes forward, slides into the ring, and stands. Smyth throws her hood down, unzips her hoodie, and spins on her toes with her arms raised. She throws both arms down triggering an explosion of glittering light over the ring.
She strips of her hoodie and passes it off to the nearest person on the outside. The lights come back up but remain golden. In the usual show of her abilities, Smyth bounces off the ropes, cartwheels forward, and performs a standing corkscrew twist that carries over into a butterfly twist. That quickly turns into front handspring that takes her to the center of the ring where she starts a series of backflips. All of that floats into single front handspring where she lands on one hand and performs a single-armed handstand. She comes down and lands in a split.
She pushes herself upward to standing.}
Troy Franklin: Amy Jo Smyth is in the match, maybe of her career tonight.
Duke King: She's gotta get it done. You may not like how she got here, but if she loses, everything will be for nothing.
Skye Sparks: She's a crybaby. She deserves nothing. She needs this for redemption.
{"Frontline" By Pillar begins over the loud speakers. and Gabby emerges from the backstage. She smiles at the crowd, and holds her arms up. She begins a light job down the aisle slapping fans five along the way. She climbs up the steps and poses for a moment before entering through the ropes. She removes her POW/MIA shirt and begins lightly stretching.}
Troy Franklin: The champion takes a more traditional entrance.
Duke King: She has beaten a who's who in LAW, but this is opponent for her tonight, is desperate.
Skye Sparks: And desperate people, do desperate things.
{Gabby unstraps the belt as Smyth begins advancing towards her. She tosses it to the side as the fist fight begins right away! Amy Jo has crowded Gabby and drives knees into her mid-section stopping her from really getting going. Smyth unloads with a couple of right hands that stagger Gabby in the corner. She then backs up and charges but eats a boot to the jaw. Gabby comes out of the corner swinging and staggers Smyth some more, backing her into the ropes. Gabby tries for an Irish whip, but Amy Jo reverses. Gabby rebounds and ducks and elbow, but does not duck a picture perfect dropkick to the jaw! Gabby clutches her jaw in pain as Smyth gets up looking intense. She stomps Gabby, keeping her stunned as she pulls her up. Smyth backs Gabby into the ropes and ducks her head for a backdrop, but Gabby stops short, and slams the back of Amy Jo’s head into the canvas! Gabby then waits as Smyth stumbles up. Gabby quickly puts Smyth on her shoulders, looking for the Killzone, but Amy Jo elbows her way out and lands behind Gabby, and trips her to the mat and tries to lock in the Southern Comfort, but Gabby counters and escapes, pushing Smyth away. Amy Jo charges but Gabby tires for a superkick, but Amy Jo dodges! Smyth spins Gabby around and put her on her shoudlers, possibly looking for the Killzone, but Gabby counters behind her! Gabby charges for a clothesline, but Smyth drops down and low bridges Gabby who goes through the ropes to the floor!}
Troy Franklin: And Amy Jo gets the edge early on.
Duke King: She started this fight, I don't know how wise it is to get into a brawl with Gabby, but Smyth looks determined to win.
Skye Sparks: She may be trying to end it early. We know Gabby has the staying power to get a long time.
{Amy Jo wastes no time coming out after Gabby and nailing a couple of right hands to stagger her, but Gabby fights right back with some punches of her own. Gabby then slams Amy Jo’s head into the time keepers table, and then repeats the action while the ref counts. Gabby looks back to pick up the count and then turns back to see Smyth mow her down with a clothesline. Smyth pulls Gabby up and tosses her back into the ring and follows suit. Smyth stomps Gabby a couple of times then drapes her throat first across the middle rope and hits the rope, jumping into the air and bringing all her weight down across Gabby’s back. Gabby falls to her back and Smyth dives into the cover!
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Gabby powers out.}
Troy Franklin: And Gabby kicks out with authority.
Duke King: It's going to take a lot to beat her. She's the champion for a reason.
Skye Sparks: Smyth needs to stay on top of her.
{Smyth stands up glaring at the referee before pulling Gabby up and then lifting her in a suplex position. She then crotches Gabby on the top rope and begins climbing, hooking up the suplex again, and lifting and connecting with a middle rope superplex! Smyth floats into the cover!
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Gabby kicks out again!
Smyth gets up slowly, again glaring at the referee about the speed of the count. Smyth picks up Gabby who breaks out and unloads with more right hands. She staggers Amy Jo back and tries for the Irish whip, but Amy Jo reverses. Gabby rebounds and ducks a back elbow, and then comes back with a flying clothesline to take Smyth down! Amy Jo pops back up and Gabby whips her in and then pulls her back and catches her with a Samoan drop! Gabby makes the cover!
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Amy Jo kicks out!}
Troy Franklin: Gabby is now in control after that and nearly wins the match.
Duke King: I think Amy Jo is little shocked that she's not the stronger of the two.
Skye Sparks: Size isn't everything. Unless it's me.
{Gabby waits a Smyth gets back to her feet leaning against the ropes. Gabby charges and clotheslines Smyth right over the top rope to the floor, Amy Jo landing hard. Gabby exits the ring right after her. Gabby stomps on Smyth on the floor before picking her up. She attempts to whip Smyth into the stairs, but Smyth reverses and Gabby goes back-first into the steps! Amy Jo wastes no time picking her back up and tossing her into the ring, following suit. Smyth then mounts Gabby and unloads with right hands ignoring the referee’s call to break and about the closed fists. The referee begins counting and then Amy Jo finally gets off and threatens the referee who reminds her he can disqualify her if she doesn’t listen. Amy Jo then pulls Gabby up and tries to ram her into the turnbuckle, but Gabby blocks, elbowing Smyth in the ribs and chest to fight back. She whips Smyth into the ropes and ducks down for a backdrop, but Smyth counters with a neckbreaker! Smyth covers again!
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Gabby manages to kick out!}
Troy Franklin: Nearly a win there and Smyth is doing the right thing and keeping the momentum.
Duke King: She's not allowing Gabby to really kick it into gear.
{Gabby crawls to the corner to try and get back up, but Smyth is all over her kicking and stomping on Gabby before driving her knee into Gabby’s head and neck, and choking her with it. The ref again counts and Amy Jo breaks on 4. She and referee get into it again, Amy Jo really annoyed with the referee and the referee explaining the rules. Smyth threatens him again, before turning back and nearly getting decapitated by the Gabby clothesline!}
Troy Franklin: And Gabby just exploded with that clothesline!
Skye Sparks: That bloody ref needs to learn the rules!
{Amy Jo shakes her head, unsure of where she is as Gabby slowly gets up. Smyth makes her way up and Gabby mows her down again. Smyth uses the ropes to stand and Gabby begins unloading with right hands again, battering Smyth around the ring, the only thing holding her up being the ropes! One final dropkick sends Smyth down on the canvas in the corner. Gabby exits the ring and pulls Smyth’s head out of the ring and then drives a hard elbow in Amy Jo’s neck and sternum. Smyth falls out of the ring on the floor. Gabby pulls her up and tosses her into the barricade. The ref continues to count, and Gabby rolls in to break it up. She rolls back outside and Smyth catches her and lifts her up and drops her ribs first across the barricade. Smyth that gathers Gabby’s legs, and sets up, and catapults Gabby first-first into the ring post! Amy Jo slowly gets up and pulls Gabby up, tossing her into the ring and then following with a pinfall!
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Gabby again kicks out!}
Troy Franklin: Gabby amazingly kicks out of that shot into the post!
Duke King: I'm surprised she's not bleeding after that shot!
Skye Sparks: Gabby's bloody tough, no doubt about that.
{Smyth slowly stands up, flustered she cannot put the champion away. She goes to the nearby corner and sets up. Gabby slowly makes her way to her feet and Smyth tries again for the Southern Charm [Superkick] but Gabby counters, catching the foot! She tips Smyth to the mat, and locks in a heel hook!}
Troy Franklin: Gabby with a submission!
Skye Sparks: A little tit-for-tat here!
{Smyth screams in pain as Gabby applies more pressure. Amy Jo desperately reaches for the ropes and is very close. Gabby wrenches on the hold trying to get the submission, but Smyth will not give up. She reaches out of the ropes and is able to figure tip touch it, and then pull it up, the ref forces the break. Gabby slowly stands, and walks back over where Amy Jo is clutching her ankle in pain. The ref backs Gabby off and checks to make sure Smyth is okay. Gabby then grabs her legs and pulls her back to the center of the ring, and tries to go for the heel hook again, but Smyth is able to kick her away. Gabby is annoyed by the kick and moves back in, only to get pulled down into a crossface!}
Duke King: Smyth may have been playing possum!
Skye Sparks: Cheeky bitch I say.
{Smyth pulls back for all she’s worth as Gabby screams in pain this time. Gabby reaches wildly for the ropes, but cannot reach them. Her hand goes into the air as if she might tap out, but it turns into a fist as Gabby again reaches out for the ropes. She tries to roll, but only rolls further away as Smyth hangs on!}
Troy Franklin: Gabby can't break the hold!
Duke King: She may have to tap out!
{Smyth continues to pull as Gabby looks like she’s starting to fade. Gabby’s eyes shut as she looks like she’s going out, but then she has a rush of adrenaline and rolls again, and Smyth holds on again, but Camacho powers up from her knees shifts her weight and connects with a German suplex on Smyth!}
Troy Franklin: And Gabby powers out!
Duke King: Unreal!
Skye Sparks: But that really sapped her strength!
{Both women lay on the mat in pain. The ref starts the count as both women try and get up. Both are indeed up by the count of 8. Gabby swings wildly and Smyth ducks, locking in the Cobra Clutch!}
Troy Franklin: Another submission!
Skye Sparks: Smyth is fighting her match right!
{Smyth uses a free leg to break Gabby down to her knees. Gabby quickly begins to fade. The ref moves in to check her arms, and it drops. Gabby however again springs to life and gets back to a standing position, runs up the ropes and falls backwards, flipping over Smyth and into a pinning predicament!
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3NO! Smyth releases the clutch and kicks out!}
Troy Franklin: And Gabby almost outsmarted Smyth right there!
Duke King: Luckily Smyth realized what was happening and broke the hold.
{Smyth is now more annoyed than anything as she really is trying everything. She stands, and pulls Gabby up, hitting a few right hands. She leans into Gabby and tries for an Irish whip, but Gabby twists out of it and nails Amy Jo with the Southern Charm [Superkick!] Gabby slowly crawls into the cover!
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3NO! Smyth rolls the shoulder!}
Troy Franklin: That was the Southern Charm!
Duke King: Gabby playing mind games with Amy Jo!
Skye Sparks: She almost lost to her own move. el, oh el.
{Again both women are down and Gabby is the first to make it back to her feet, and Smyth follows soon afterward. Gabby leans Smyth into the ropes for the Irish whip, but Smyth reverses. Gabby rebound and ducks a clothesline, and rebound and they both clothesline each other! Both women are down again!}
Troy Franklin: And both are down again.
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Duke King: This is intense.
Skye Sparks: These two trashed each other, they wanted the fight, and now they understand what each has to offer.
{The referee again counts and he is up to 8 again before Gabby and Smyth are back up. The two look at each other and then begin to trade punches. Gabby. AJS. Gabby. AJS. Gabby. AJS. Gabby. AJS. Gabby rocks Smyth with a big right, and staggers her back. She goes in for another one, but Amy Jo ducks, and Smyth connects with the Battle Scar [The Stroke] Smyth covers!
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3NO! Gabby manages to kick out!}
Troy Franklin: Smyth almost won with Gabby's move!
Skye Sparks: Again... El. Oh. El.
{Smyth looks incredibly frustrated as she stands. She then backs herself into a corner and boosts herself on the middle rope. She prepares to jump off as Gabby stands. She does, diving on Gabby for a crossbody, but Gabby rolls through, keeping Smyth in her grasp! Gabby tosses AJS onto her shoulders, looking for the Killzone, but Amy Jo clings onto the top rope for dear life! Smyth is able to shift her weight and get off Gabby’s shoulders, and kicks her in the gut. Amy Jo again climbs the middle rope, but Gabby is there to stop her. Amy Jo however kicks, Gabby in the head and locks in the Girl Crush [Guillotine choke] Out of nowhere!}
Troy Franklin: Another submission!
Duke King: Smyth can do submissions from anywhere!
{Gabby frantically tries to escape, and quickly runs Amy Jo back-first into the corner, but Amy Jo refuses to let go. Gabby repeats the action, but Smyth does not let go. Gabby starts to sink down, but quickly stands, runs to the corner, and then turns it into a spinebuster! This finally gets Smyth to release the hold!}
Troy Franklin: And again Gabby uses her strength to get out!
Duke King: But that's gotta be taking it's toll.
Skye Sparks: Gabby looked exhausted. Smyth looks exhausted.
{Gabby takes a few deep breathes, trying to regain some oxygen, but Smyth quickly shoots her legs up, and traps Gabby in the Eat Me Out [Triangle Choke] out of nowhere!}
Troy Franklin: She's locked in another submission!
Duke King: It's gotta be over now!
Skye Sparks: Gabby's strength has been sapped, Smyth's bloody brilliant using all these submissions!
{Gabby frantically reaches for the ropes, but to no avail. Smyth scoots towards the center of the ring to keep Gabby from reaching the ropes. Gabby's hand goes into the air again, as if she might tap, but it droops down to the canvas as Gabby shows signs of going unconscious again. Gabby then plants her hand on the mat and is somehow able to push up on the mat. She gets to her knees, then her feet underneath her, and uses every ouch on energy and deadlifts Smyth off the mat and POWERBOMBS Smyth to break the hold!}
Troy Franklin: Un... Unreal!
Duke King: That may have been Gabby's last gasp though. She's been getting choked and stretched all night...
{Gabby looks out of it on the canvas. Amy Jo slowly rolls over and crawls towards the ropes. She pulls herself up using them and makes her way towards Gabby who is still down on the canvas. She pulls her up and tries to scoop her for a slam, but Gabby lands behind Smyth and tries for the Battle Scar, but Smyth is able to drop down and counter and send Gabby into the corner. Amy Jo charges, but eats a boot as a counter. Gabby then boosts herself on the middle turnbuckle and leaps up as Amy Jo stand and takes her over with a beautiful Hurricanrana! Smyth stumbles up and Gabby places her on her shoulders again, looking for the Killzone! Smyth comes to life and elbows Gabby in the head, causing her to stumble and drop Smyth behind her. Smyth hits a nice spinning back kick to the gut and then hooks Gabby for a suplex, but Gabby counters into an inside cradle!
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Smyth then puts her feet on the ropes and uses them to reverse the inside cradle, as she re-wraps her legs around Gabby's in the pin, they intertwine with the ropes!
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Troy Franklin: She got it!
Duke King: A nice reversal! Gabby just didn't have anything left!
Skye Sparks: I dunno... That was cheeky right there!
{"Shoot to Thrill starts up as both women lay on the mat exhausted. The referee drapes the belt over Amy Jo's prone form and raises her hand. Smyth lays on the mat a few seconds before sitting up and looking relieved. Gabby makes it to the corner, brushing her hair out of her face. She breathes heavily as Smyth finally makes it to her knees and looks down at the LAW championship. Gabby looks frustrated and rolls out of the ring, eyeing Smyth and heading up the ramp before Smyth finally stands up and holds up the LAW championship.}
Troy Franklin: Amy Jo Smyth worked a great gameplan in this match, and her use of submissions and wearing down Gabby did the trick!
Skye Sparks: And that crafty use of the ropes at the end.
Duke King: Maybe she did it on purpose, maybe she didn't. I feel she did what she had to do to get the job done.
Skye Sparks: If you don't think Gabby Camacho is coming back after that championship, you've got another thing coming, especially after she sees the ending for herself.
Duke King: Gabby ain't gonna make excuses, but it isn't like she didn't give a hell of an effort tonight.
Troy Franklin: Both of them did, but at the end of the night, we have a NEW LAW champion, and her name is Amy Jo Smyth!
{Smyth raises the title up high, celebrating on the ropes as the show finally fades.}