Post by Lucas Dupree on Jan 17, 2018 22:07:50 GMT -5
{A black screen. After some time, We get the usual intro, then we get more LAW event highlights, and then Gabby Camacho, Crystal Millar, The Boardwalk Angels, Kenzi Grey, and Kate Steele holding up their respective titles. That’s when the picture distorts, turns to grainy static, and goes complete black. A few sharp seconds pass and then finally the screen reads:
She’s Not Safe
{That fades away and things cut to a live wide shot of the audience cheering wildly as “Fighter” by Christina Aguilera playing. The scene then moves to Troy, Skye, and Duke sitting their chairs behind the announcers table.}
Troy Franklin: What was that?
Duke King: Who’s not safe? One of the champions?
Troy Franklin: Every one of those champions is never safe so…
Skye Sparks: It’s just a matter of who’s targeting who.
Troy Franklin: For now, let’s get on with the show.
{Sam Tolson has just arrived to the arena and slowly makes her way through the concrete parking structure, minding her business, focused on her impending match in a very short time. She passes by a small row of garbage cans. One suddenly rattles violently. Tolson stops short, glances over at the large green can on wheels. The rattling stops and things return to normal so Tolson just keeps walking. The woman has places to go, matches to win, people to annoy on Twitter. The middle garbage can rocks, distraction Tolson again.}
Sam Tolson: Fucking rats…
{That’s when a screeching hissy sound echoes in the parking lot. Tolson looks around but can’t decide between looking at the rocking can or all around her.}
Sam Tolson: This isn’t funny.
{Just as her shouting makes it final echo, something with glowing red eyes comes rolling forward, aimed directly at her. It is a tiny, demonic looking baby on a motorized skateboard, hissing and screaming and it has its eyes locked on Tolson. The rocking trash can falls forward onto its front with a huge thud, the cover swings open, and another demonic baby comes rolling out at a high rate of speed. Tolson jumps back, her feet literally coming off the ground a few inches, and lets out a shriek from both fright and shock. The demonic babies circle around Tolson, laughing, cawing, and hissing.}
Sam Tolson: The hell is this?
{Tolson finally realizes what’s going on and what these things are. She rolls her eyes, kicks one over, and starts walking again, heading straight for the entrance.}
{The fans boo loudly as the show opens with Sidney Grey stands in the ring as Sarah Selena Grey-Lacklan sits alongside her. Sid gestured for the crowd to settle down.}
Duke King: What a great way to start 2018!! I am SO happy to see Sidney back in LAW!
Troy Franklin: Well, it is good to be back, but I can’t say that I or anyone else wants to see Sidney Grey out here! That woman is toxic!
Sidney Grey: Thank you second best Washington in the country, thank you!
{More boos rained down on her as she smiled broadly.}
Sidney Grey: I’m just kidding…there is no second best to Washington state!
{More boos rose up as she paced around the ring, her smile broadening. As they died down, Sid addressed them.}
Sidney Grey: On the last live show of 2017 my daughter, the Breakout Champion proved her dominance over every other champion by becoming the first Breakout title holder to win the Champion’s Challenge. With that win, she now stands head and shoulders above everyone else in LAW…in fact, she is undoubtedly the FACE of LAW!
{The fans gave a mixed reaction, more out of dislike for Sid than for anything else.}
Sidney Grey: I’d like to ask Kenzi to come down to the ring right now.
{Sid waited and for a long while it seemed as if she would not show up, but Kenzi eventually came out and made her way down to the ring. Kenzi stood by Sarah’s side, keeping her distance from her mother.}
Sidney Grey: My daughter. The fruit of my loins. You made your mother proud by following in my footsteps and elevating LAW to the top of the wrestling world! You are the Champion of Champions, despite how so many others have repeatedly tried to downplay your accomplishment and diminish your success. Over the past few weeks, we have had to listen to people like Etsuko, Nova Sinclair, and even Gabby Camacho tell the world that even though you beat them, your title means nothing. Well, after talking to Megan Helms King this week, Sarah and I realized that just wasn’t right!
Sarah Selena Grey-Lacklan: Beloved, I know you were concerned over your title being lost by the airlines earlier today, but don’t you worry. Mother Grey and I had a bit of a hand in that.
{Sarah reached under her seat and pulled out a velvet sack and opened it, removing a gleaming golden Breakout Title belt with ‘Champion of Champions’ embossed on its face.}
{Kenzi took the title and blinked in shock and surprise. She hugged Sarah as Sid tried to get in as well, only to be pushed back. She shrugged as she clapped and cheered as the action turned to the announce desk.}
Troy Franklin: Duke…winning the Champion’s Challenge is a great honor, but this is going a bit overboard, don’t you think?
Duke King: Troy, Kenzi beat every single champion in LAW at LAW 73! Tell me, what is the payoff for that?
Troy Franklin: BRAGGING RIGHTS!
Duke King: And what good are bragging rights when the people you beat won’t even acknowledge it? What good are bragging rights when you aren’t put into a match for these ‘so-called’ higher championship titles? The answer Troy…is that bragging rights don’t mean squat! Right now, LAW has a Champion of Champions and now, no one is going to forget it!
Skye Sparks: Well I…
{The microphone was plucked out from in front of her and tossed aside as Kenzi walked by ringside, pushing her wife’s wheelchair back up the ramp.}
{As the match begins, Clementine looks eager to lock up with Blackwell, but Blackwell disengages right away every time Clementine grabs her. Blackwell circles and keeps moving, never giving Clementine a chance to set her feet. Finally, Clementine charges forward and catches a knee from Blackwell right in the mouth. Blackwell grabs a side headlock and runs across the ring, dropping Clementine in a bulldog. Blackwell pulls Clementine up by her hair and sets her up, spinning her back down to the canvas with a swinging neckbreaker. Blackwell floats over into an early cover, but Clementine muscles out right at the two count.}
{Blackwell pulls Clementine up again and grabs her in a clinch, but Clementine manages to slip under and reverse into a hammerlock on Blackwell. Blackwell's arm is contorted and she is definitely feeling the pain as she tries to squirm free unsuccessfully. Clementine takes advantage by jamming a thumb into the rear end of Blackwell! Blackwell goes frantic but still can't free until she manages to throw a wild back elbow that catches Clementine flush on the jaw, staggering her backward. Clementine runs toward Blackwell but Blackwell ducks under and catches Clementine in a spinebuster that rattles the ring. She stands holding Clementine's ankles and steps through, setting up for a sharpshooter, but Clementine shoves her feet forward and sends Blackwell spine first into a corner.}
{Blackwell is stunned, and Clementine gets a head of steam and leaps into the corner with a splash! But Blackwell saw it at the last second and catches Clementine while she's in mid-air, then steps out from the corner and drops her face across the top turnbuckle! Snake eyes! Clementine is rocked, and Blackwell swoops in, grabbing her around the waist and lifting her into a sitting position on the top turnbuckle. Blackwell steps onto the second rope, then pulls Clementine up into a vertical base and steps onto the top. She grabs a front waist lock, but Clementine suddenly opens her mouth wide and starts biting Blackwell right in the face! Blackwell lets go of the hold and gets thrown backward off of the corner, landing hard on her back in the middle of the ring where she lay grabbing at her face. Clementine steadies herself and raises her arms above her head. Clementine leaps off the top in a backflip, coming down knees-first... right into the canvas! Blackwell rolled away at the last second! Clementine lands hard on her knees and sits wailing in the ring while kneeling. Blackwell quickly gets behind her and locks in a deep cobra clutch! The Night Terror! Clementine struggles for a few seconds but the hold is in much too tight and eventually she has no choice but to submit to Elizabeth Blackwell.}
{Backstage. We see Kate Steele. She is smiling, the Chaos Championship sitting on her shoulders. The champion can’t help but sigh as she sees a door that reads Amy Jo Smyth. Without hesitation she begins to knock slowly and softly on the door.}
Kate Steele: Hello? Is anybody there?! Please open up… I feel like the two of us need to have a little chat with one another.
{The door opens. Smyth stands there, expressionless, still holding the handle, ready to slam it in the face of whoever stands there, depending on who stands there. The longest reigning LAW champion in history gives Steele a quick once over.}
AJS: Can I help you?
{Kate looks back at Smyth. The young woman pushes her way into Smyth’s locker room and Smyth, wanting to avoid a collision, slowly moves to the side, but not without a facial expression showing her distaste, shock, and confusion. Steele adjusts the Chaos Title, pushing it up higher onto her shoulder. Smyth barely takes any notice of it - she's still wondering why Steele invited herself into her locker room.}
Kate Steele: Actually I came here to check on you. I know you have been through a lot lately and as somebody that I respect, I want to make sure that things are okay with you. You know I care about you.
Smyth raises her eyebrows.
AJS: Um, okay. You're just all kinds of rude tonight, ain't cha?
{Kate raises an eyebrow as she doesn't quite understand why she is being called rude. Steele shakes it off, however, and keeps her eyes fixated on AJS.}
Kate: Rude?! I came here because you needed me…
{Smyth is absolutely taken back by this statement and it shows on her face in a pale but growing red color and wide, almost furious eyes.}
AJS: Needed you? I needed you? Did I call for you? Did I request the help of a pink-haired rock star? I must have missed where I shouted out, Kate Steele, come quickly! You're my only hope!
{The former LAW Champion rolls her eyes, shakes her head, and casually opens the door a little wider, hoping that Steele will get the hint but she doesn't. Steele stays and continues to make her case, albeit through confused and dismayed stammering.}
Kate Steele: I mean, what I am trying to say is I care about you. I don’t want you beating yourself up over one loss. It doesn’t change the fact that you were the most awesome woman from last year! You made history and did things that nobody else has ever accomplished. You should be proud of yourself!
{Kate smiles as she tries her best to cheer AJS up. Smyth once again cannot resist rolling her eyes. The presumptuousness and ego of the young woman in front of her rattles her mind. Her face then falls to a complete lack of emotion.}
AJS: Thank you, Kate. Your pep talk has really changed my outlook on life. My God, how was I living before you came along and had that inspiration speech. It was like something right out of Remember the Titans.
Smyth inhales and exhales deeply.
Kate Steele: That’s the spirit! You need to think more positively! Just like everyone knows I am going to beat the snot out of Roxy Cotton tonight but if for some reason I don’t you owe me! Since your negativity is contagious and I think I caught something from you!
{Smyth just stares at Kate, astounded by the fact that she didn't get the sarcasm and how quickly she turned it around to being about Steele and her match and her title.}
AJS: Wow, okay. Do you ever actually listen to what comes out of your mouth? Seriously, kid, I have absolutely no bearing on your match whatsoever. I wish you luck and all that.
Kate Steele: Look, I consider you someone that I look up to. I just don’t want you feeling down. Especially after the match we had with one another two years ago. I just want to see you bounce back and if need be, perhaps we could maybe help each other out?
{Kate says nervously as she looks at AJS. Smyth looks her up and down.}
AJS: First of all, kid… I ain't down. I've already bounced back. So for you to come in here, for you just fucking assume that I'm a sad little puppy who needs a good talking to how to get my life back together, is by god, the most fucked up thing you could have done. You assumed. You arrogantly assumed that no only was a glum chum, but that you could be the one to lift me up. You ain't Jesus and there won't be any praising the high-holy.
{Smyth takes a deep breath.}
AJS: Second, and most important, I do what I want.
Kate Steele: Just take it easy okay? I am just trying to be a friend!
AJS: Lemme clue you into some advice, being all older and wiser and shit… You don't walk into a person’s space with permission and you don't assume how they're feeling. That's not what someone who wants to be someone's friend does. Girl, do you not realize I could have kicked your ass already? Thrown you to the curb and made sure you hit every wall head first along the way? All just for trespassing… But hey, at least we know you aren't a vampire… Or are you?
{Smyth leans in closely to Steele.}
AJS: Are you, like, a half-blood like Blade? You can tell me.
{Kate quickly shakes her head.}
Kate Steele: Don’t you dare confuse me with that albino that doesn’t wrestle here anymore! I might be a tad pale! I might look like one but I am far from being a vampire. Granted people do tell me that I sometimes suck the life out of them but I am not half blood nor a vampire.
AJS: Friends don't have secrets…
Kate Steele: Well I don’t have any secrets! IS there something you are hiding from me AJS?!
AJS: Well…
{Smyth suddenly grabs the door, opens it wide, and points toward the hallway with her free hand.}
AJS: I bet you can find it out there.
{With that, she gives Steele a light push, uprooting Steele and putting her out into the hallway. Smyth doesn’t even wait to see Steele’s reaction and slams the door.}
{The match began with Zoey and Kat, circling one another. They locked up and Kat muscled Zoey back into the corner, and the ref forced a break, but not before Kat ran her hands all over Zoey’s face and down her body, out and out groping her wife in the corner. Kate had a huge grin on her face, and Zoey didn’t seem to mind it in the slightest. She shook her head and the two locked up again, this time Zoey drove Kat back into the corner, tracing her finger down Kat’s head and over her lips, and Kat nodded in appreciation. After this steamy exchange, they locked up again and Kat took the side headlock on Zoey, taking her to the ground. Zoey used her legs to counter into a headscissors, which Kat seemed to enjoy more than anything else. Kat didn’t even really bother to try and escape the hold, feeling up Zoey’s legs and almost tickling her and Zoey eventually broke and scolded Kat for doing so, even though she had a smile on her face. They locked up again and Zoey took the side headlock this time, Kat eventually shooting her off into the ropes. Zoey knocked Kat down with a shoulder block, straddled Kat and pinning her arms to the mat. Kat shot her lower half off the mat which enabled her to raise her shoulder and she boosted Zoey off of her. The locked up one more time and Zoey wrang the arm of Kat and went behind her with a hammerlock. Kat moved backwards, trapping Zoey in the corner forcing the break. However, it didn’t’ stop Kat from grinding into Zoey, toying with her even more. Zoey shook her head and finally tagged Farrah. Farrah was in no mood for Kat’s games, and Kat frowned, and tagged in Jessika.
Jessika entered and she and Farrah finally started the wrestling portion of the match. They locked up and Jessika quickly kneed Farrah in the ribs and hit some sharp forearms to the back, followed by scratching the back of Farrah. Jessika looked at Kat for approval, which she nodded, but this gave Farrah a chance to fight back, hitting some forearms of her own and then sending Jessika into the ropes and connecting with a dropkick that sent Jessika down. Jessika scrambled up and Farrah dropkicked her again and Jessika rolled over to Kat’s leg, clutching it, seeking her comfort. Farrah waited for Jessika as Kat caressed her face and made sure she was okay.
Jessika, now with renewed vigor, charged and tackled Farrah down, almost clawing at her face as Farrah managed to kick her away. Jessika got up and charged again, but Farrah dodged and Jessika hit the corner post shoulder-first. Farrah made the quick tag to Zoey, who entered and the two began to work over Jessika’s shoulder. A series of quick tags happened until once again Zoey was legal, and tried to Irish whip Jessika into the corner, but Jess reversed, sending Zoey in. Zoey was right next to Kat who began reaching for her, distracting Zoey long enough for Jessika to charge and splash Zoey in the corner and tag Kat.
Kat came in, strutting around as Zoey tried to stand. Kat stepped in front of her, a wide grin on her face as she blocked Zoey’s path. Zoey grabbed onto her to use her to get up, and Kat grabbed a handful of Zoey’s hair and slammed her face into the mat. Kat then simply walked on Zoey’s back a few times drawing some boos for her actions. Pulling Zoey to a kneeling position, Kat butt bumped her wife back down to the canvas, squealing with glee before covering Zoey, but Z kicked out at 2. Kat drug Zoey back to the corner and tagged Jessika back in. Kat spoke to Jessika, making sure she understood that harming Zoey wouldn’t be a wise decision. Jessika then pulled Zoey up and gave her a body slam, and an elbow, and covered, but again Zoey kicked away. Jessika again looked for approval and Kat nodded. Jessika then hooked Zoey for a suplex, but Zoey blocked and hit one of her own. Zoey then crawled to make the tag, but Kat came charging in, grabbing Zoey’s leg and pulling her away. Zoey managed to kick Kat off of her and resumed going for the tag, but by this time Jessika had recovered and she drove and elbow into the back of Zoey’s head and neck. Jessika then slammed Zoey again and began climbing the ropes. She dove off for a splash, but Zoey rolled out of the way and Zoey finally tagged in Farrah.
Farrah came in and ran wild on Jessika, hitting a couple of suplexes and then climbing to the top rope and nailing Jess with a missile dropkick. Kat came charging in again but Farrah backdropped her over the top rope to the floor! Jessika spotted this and rolled out of the ring, tending to her mistress on the floor. Kat assured Jessika that she was okay, but Jessika could hear none of it, attempting to carry Kat to the back for medical attention, in the process getting counted out accidently. The Angels look at each other and shrug, while Jessika and the entourage of Naughty Girls seem solely focused on Kat.}
{We find ourselves in the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Carmen Diaz standing at the locker room of Crystal Hilton. Carmen smiles with a microphone locked tightly in her hands as she begins to knock on the door. The door opens to find Crystal’s girlfriend, Seleana Zdunich standing there smiling. Carmen smiles in return as she raises the microphone to her mouth and begins to speak.}
Carmen Diaz: Hello everyone I am Carmen Diaz and joining me at this time is a brand new member of the LAW roster. I give to you the woman known to the world as “The Cat” Seleana Zdunich. First and foremost let me just welcome you to LAW and I know you must be happy being one of the newer talents to have signed with the company. Tell me how you are feeling to be here?!
{Seleana nods, visibly nervous at the question.}
Seleana Zdunich: Thank you, Carmen, it’s nice to be here. To be honest, I still can’t believe I let Crystal talk me into this, but then I also had my sisters’ support and that of Crystal’s fellow Boardwalk Angels. Stacy Jones is actually who nicknamed me “Cat”, so I felt I owed it to them and myself to give this a go.
Carmen Diaz: That’s good and tonight is a great night to be here especially considering Stacy and Crystal are both going to be in the main event in the show fighting for the Marquee Championship. Care to give a prediction on who you feel is going to walk away as the winner and new champion?!
{Seleana take a deep breath.}
Seleana Zdunich: You really put people on the spot here, don’t you?
{She chuckles and takes another deep breath.}
Seleana Zdunich: That’s a difficult one because even if I were to play favorites, I have a valid excuse to support them both. Crystal is my girlfriend but Stacy is who introduced us. But, as you say here, put a gun to my head, I have to pick Crystal. She is the incumbent champion and Stacy is not one hundred percent physically.I hope they steal the show though and show everyone what it means to be a true champion regardless.
{Carmen smiles as she looks back at Seleana.}
Carmen Diaz: I know both women are probably somewhere getting focused for their big match but tonight I wanted to focus on you. LAW is the land of opportunity and dreams, and you seem to be signing up with the company at the right time. Are you excited to start wrestling professionally and can you tell us how much you have beaten Crystal in sparring.
{Carmen smiles as she looks deeply into the eyes of Seleana.}
Seleana Zdunich: Um, that’s a trade secret, I’m afraid, though I can say there have been a couple of tapouts involved.
Carmen Diaz: Wow that’s very interesting I know everyone is excited to watch how your career unfolds here. Thank you for your time. I am Carmen Diaz and this has been a….
{Before Carmen can even finish she is pushed to the side as Maria Salvatore and her following of Sofia and Giorgia walk into the room. Maria snaps her fingers and as soon as she does that’s when Sofia closes the door behind them Maria smiles at the Swedish woman in front of her.}
Maria Salvatore: Well finally I get to be face to face with the Swedish slut. I told Crystal that I would break her and I have something that belongs to her but all she did was ignore me and since she won’t pay me any mind I guess I get to pick on the next best thing. Her girlfriend. It’s a pleasure to meet you chickie…
Seleana Zdunich: Jag är ledsen att jag inte kan säga detsamma till dig.
Sofia: She doesn’t speak Swedish! So please say it in English unless you want us to beat it out of you!
Maria Salvatore: You heard the woman. You got a problem?! You got something to say?
Seleana Zdunich: Ka taea e koe te korero atu ano?
{Maria gets right in Seleana’s face as she shakes her head in disgust.}
Maria Salvatore: You really want me to slap the shit out of you don’t you?! Well FUHGETABOUTIT! You see I have a better surprise for Crystal… One that’s way better than that. You see… She really thought she could screw me over on my wedding weekend. Sleeping with my man and trying to ruin my wedding with Maleek. Well I took something from her and it’s in the form of her very own daughter. I give to you B Brat!!!!
{The door slowly opens up and we are able to see Brittany Williams standing there wearing a pinstripe suit. She smiles as she has a fedora on her head. She locks the door behind her as she looks at Sel.}
Brittany Williams: My mother never loved me… If she did she would have did all she could to pry me from Maria, and I tried to deny it at first. But after listening to Maria over and over again, and seeing that my mother would rather worry about her little whore instead of worrying about me. I realize Maria was right… In other words I hate you and my mother!
{Brittany angrily walks up to Seleana and slaps her as hard as she can against the face. Seleana holds her face and stares at Brittany in shock.}
Seleana Zdunich: I have been waiting to meet you and I’m sorry it is happening like this.
{She turns her attention to Maria.}
Seleana Zdunich: What is your problem? What have I done to you to warrant anything? I am not your enemy but if you wish me to challenge you…
{Seleana shrugs.}
Seleana Zdunich: Ok.
{She paintbrushes Maria the same way Brittany had slapped her. Maria smiles as she holds her face. She flicks her hair a bit as she stares at her brunette henchwoman.}
Maria Salvatore: How’s my face look?
Sofia: It’s really red boss.
Maria Salvatore: I figured that...What did you do to me? You started dating the home wrecking whore. As much as she ruined my life I told her I would ruin hers. Welcome to LAW consider the Salvatore family officially putting a hit out on you.
{Maria smiles as she claps her hands and as soon as she does Sofia and Giorgia push Seleana to the ground and begin to jump her. They drive boots into her until Maria yanks Seleana up from the ground and throws her against a locker hard.}
Maria Salvatore: Come on Sel whatcha got?!
{Seleana jumps into a knee to the jaw and then takes Maria down to the floor with a cross armbreaker in one, smooth motion. Maria yells as she grabs at her arm but then her hench women jump Seleana forcing her to break the hold. Maria stands up growling as she grabs at her arm in pain.}
Maria Salvatore: You stupid bitch!!! It’s time for you to go sleepin wit da fishes!
{Maria turns Seleana over as she jumps over her placing her into her Cattle Mutilation. She bridges upwards as she holds Seleana tightly in her submission hold.}
Sofia: Tap you stupid bitch!!!!
{Brittany grins as she enjoys watching it all unfold.}
Seleana Zdunich: Din jävla fitta!
{She keeps the held locked on tightly and by then security has busted into the room along with Crystal Hilton. They all yank Maria off of Seleana as the Italian smiles evilly holding her hands up leaving the room. Crystal turns her eyes over to Brittany.}
Crystal Hilton: BRITTANY?!
{Brittany can only laugh as she leaves with Maria as Crystal checks on her girlfriend.}
Crystal Hilton: I am so sorry babe are you okay?!
{Seleana nods.}
Seleana Zdunich: I’m ok… your daughter says “hello.”
{Crystal just shakes her head sighing as she glances at Brittany leaving the room with an evil glare as we fade to elsewhere.}
{Alicia Lukas, as well as the rest of the fans, seem obviously weirded out by the mysterious woman known as Le Bord de Dieu. Alicia stands fast and strong in the ring, but her confusion is apparent as she stares at Le Bord De Dieu who is whispering things under her breath in French while awaiting the signal of the bell.
Once the ref gives the go-ahead, the fans stretch their necks to see what exactly they can expect from these two women making their debut. While Lukas is a known quantity in the wrestling world, Le Bord De Dieu is more of an unknown. Her style is immediately shown to be unconventional. While Alicia Lukas edges closer to engage in a classic collar-elbow lockup to kick things off, her opponent simply claws at Lukas’ face, leaving four red scratches across Alicia’s cheek.
Alicia palms it in surprise, accompanied by a shocked gasp of the crowd. Alicia’s jaw drops momentarily, before it turns into a snarl. She foregoes any technical wrestling herself and hits back at Le Bord De Dieu with a series of stiff shoot kicks. First to the quads. Then to the mid-section. Then to the side of the arms and eventually back to the knees, causing her opponent to drop down to her knees. Lukas aims for her head, looking to kick her straight into unconsciousness but ‘Bord’ ducks underneath it. Alicia’s momentum swings her around and she is caught off guard by Le Bord De Dieu who tackles her to the ground and starts screeching, before clawing away at Lukas who holds her forearms in front of her face for protection against the sharp nails.
Lukas seems taken aback by Le Bord De Dieu’s unbridled and unconventional aggression as she pushes her legs into the mat to try and crawl to the safety the ropes and the edge of the ring could provide. But even as Alicia manages to grab the bottom rope, the only thing that changes are Bord’s open-palmed claw strikes that turn into closed fists. The referee immediately starts the count, but it doesn’t seem like she even notices! At the count of four, the referee physically forces Bord off of Alicia, screaming at her not to pull a stunt like that again or face a disqualification. She barely even acknowledges him but meanwhile Alicia has managed to roll out of the ring in an attempt to regain her composure. Her forearms are full of scratches, and she rubs them for a bit, but it doesn’t take long before her opponent is right on her again. Luckily, Alicia saw her coming and counters the incoming rush with a drop toehold that sends Le Bord De Dieu face-first into the steel steps.
The momentum shifts instantly. Alicia grabs her by the hair and smashes Bord’s face into the steel several more times before getting her to her feet and shoving her straight into the steel ringpost. Alicia then rolls her dazed opponent back into the ring. With Bord on her stomach, Alicia looks for the Alicia lock, but Le Bord De Dieu quickly crawls out of it before it’s locked in and gets to her feet. Alicia charges in and hits a few well-aimed Muay Thai knees that double Bord over. She follows it with a spinning heel kick to the midsection and runs the ropes, hitting a low dropkick to her head that downs Le Bord De Dieu.
Alicia goes for the cover, but is caught by surprise with an inside cradle roll-up herself!
One!
Two!
Alicia kicks out though, and she seems none too pleased. She gets to her feet, ducks underneath a wild swing and lifts Le Bord De Dieu onto her shoulders for The Georgia Drop! But her opponent manages to get hold of the top rope and wriggles free. Alicia quickly clotheslines her over the top and to the outside. Sensing a big occasion, Alicia runs the ropes and goes for a suicide dive, but Bord sidesteps and Alicia crashes into the ringside barricade.
Le Bord De Dieu grabs a near lifeless Alicia and rolls her back into the ring, placing the Strong Style Southern Belle’s throat over the bottom rope.
She places her foot on Alicia’s neck and pushed downward, using the rope to blatantly choke her. Alicia struggles but is defenceless and the referee commands her to cut it out. But she once again ignores his calls and after the count of 4, the referee calls for the bell, disqualifying the mysterious French speaking woman.
Whoever thought this would deter her however, is mistaken. She barely seems to have noticed and she seems to care even less as she continues to choke Alicia out, whose head is turning blue. The referee tries to get her to let Lukas go but she shrugs him off. He calls for help, and several security guards rush the ring, mobbing Le Bord De Dieu to free Alicia.
As they finally get her off of her opponent, Alicia is free. Coughing, Lukas gets to her feet as her face returns to a healthier shade after a few deep breaths. She turns towards Le Bord De Dieu who seems pretty pleased with her handiwork as she is restrained by the guards. But Alicia isn’t one to let such an offence slide and she charges at her, busting her out of the grasp of the guards before lifting her onto her shoulders and nailing her with the Georgia Drop! As Alicia stands over Le Bord De Dieu’s body, the show goes to commercial.}
{Melissa Aki, in her ring gear, looked at the door marked "KENZI GREY" she knew this was going to be a huge test. She stopped for a minute to keep her thoughts in check. She knocked on the door and entered. She was aghast at who zoomed up to her and almost ran over her foot.}
Maki: Sarah! No need to be a jelly bean. You could have broken my foot!
{Sarah gives her an eyeroll so large that even her future children will feel it.}
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Totes not jealous of you. Believe you me, you are by NO means the first puppy to sniff at my wife’s skirt. And CERTAINLY not the hawtest. Obvs.
Maki: Where is Kenz? I wanted to wish her luck for our match.
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Resting. Because I boned her. Also obvs.
{She giggles to herself.}
Sarah Selena Lacklan: I CANNOT wait to see her wipe the floor with you. My Beloved is the Champion of Champions! She took down every champion Ladies All Star has on the last show, and she is certainly not going to be waylaid by the likes of you. After all, you are just some castoff from a company mocked by the entire community!
Maki: That's a bit mean to your wife's girlfriend!
{Melissa smirked and pushed Sarah away.}
Maki: Cool. I guess I will say hi to her in the ring then. Just make sure you are here for her when she comes round. She will have a hell of a headache after I Makihouse kick her. No worries, Sarah. I will kiss her bruises better afterwards. Just hold her hand, yeah?
{Sarah in her motorized scooter spins and zooms at Maki, who leaps out of the way. Her hazel eyes turn black, her makeup-less face is now pale with the veins popping out around her cheekbones, her lips black. She looks at Sarah, smiles, turns her head from side to side. Obviously, Daniela, Maki's demon who lived inside her, was here.}
Daniela: That was a bit aggressive was it not, cripple? I wouldn't try that again if I was you, abomination. Do all dyke bitches act this way? I know you hate Melissa and Ashley but someone has a jealous streak, huh?
{Sarah zoomed again but Daniela lifted her foot up and pushed it against her chest. She relaxed it again and then grabbed her by her throat and pushed the chair back against the wall.}
Daniela: Let me tell you a story, cripple. There was once Melissa's fiancé AMC and she was in Vegas, having a wonderful time, playing the tables, thinking about her own life and its consequences. Happenstance that your wife was also there. Yes, you know all about her inserting her fingers inside Ashley the fornicator. I am sure. Then after some drinks and dancing I presume, whichever sinful pastime these heathens did, anyway they ended up being the sinful lesbians we know and hate. That so called wife and love of your life, hangs out with Melissa, who we both know wants to eat her out but now you know that her and Ashley did it as well.
{Daniela watched Sarah’s face as she began to piece together some of the things that she was being told. It was obvious that while this was a new revelation for her, she believed it.}
Daniela: Why am I telling you this story, abomination? Am I benefitting, Melissa? Annoying Ashley and Mistress Grey? Maybe. You are a sinful abomination and this is will hurt you to your soul. In a few minutes I foretell that your sinful fingerbanger wife will come in here and you will be full of rage for the fact she had her tongue all over and inside Ashley Marie Chase. Think about it. See you soon, invalid.
{The eyes changed colour back to hazel. The makeup was gone. Maki didn't understand why Sarah was red in the face with anger. Maki shook her head sadly.}
Maki: Sarah. I do wish you would see me as a friend like Kenz does. Anyway, kisses, Sarah. See you after I win.
{She leaves the room.}
{The match between the LAW Breakout Champion Kenzi Grey and the one of LAW’s newest signee’s, international wrestling star Melissa Aki got underway with a show of mutual respect between the two women. The fans applauded as the two shook hands in the center of the ring and exchanged a few words of encouragement towards one another. As the two backed away, Maki held on to Kenzi’s hand and pulled her back in close. The newcomer got right in Kenzi’s face, making it clear that this wasn’t going to be a cakewalk for the ‘Champion of Champions.’ The fans gave out a low “Oooooooooh” as the energy in the ring changed. After a few more serious words between the two, the match was on.}
{Maki was clearly inside of Kenzi’s head as she controlled the match early, countering the champion at every turn. Maki kept Kenzi grounded, using her experience to and MMA background to give Kenzi looks that she was unaccustomed to. The strikes came hard and fast, keeping Kenzi off balance until the champion managed to catch Maki’s leg, but a moment of indecision enabled her to roll through and lock in a kneebar submission. Kenzi fought the hold and escaped for a moment, only to be captured again and locked in a triangle choke. Kenzi managed to make it to the ropes, barely getting her toe hooked over to break the hold. Kenzi quickly rolled out of the ring to gather herself after the dazzling attack as the fans cheered the newcomer. Kenzi paced the outside as Maki held the ropes open for her to get back inside. The fans booed as Sidney Grey, marched down the aisle and tried to impart a bit of wisdom to her, but Kenzi ignored her, heading right back into the ring.}
{Maki wasn’t pleased with the appearance of the champion’s mother, but she invited the challenge. The two women went back at each other, with Maki going back to her quick strikes that put Kenzi on her heels again. This time Kenzi adapted, again catching Maki’s kick, but this time there was no hesitation as she rolled into a kneebar attempt of her own. Maki quickly escaped, but found herself the victim of a stiff strike from Kenzi that sent her to the mat. The fans cheered as Kenzi stood over Maki and offered her hand to the downed opponent. Maki took the hand, nodding her appreciation. As Maki started to step back, Kenzi pulled her back in to have a few more words for her, in an image that was reminiscent of the start of the match. The two exchanged words again, this time with the Breakout Champion asserting her dominance. Maki and Kenzi separated, with both women nodding and putting on their game-faces.}
{Outside the ring, Sid pounded the mat and trash talked Maki from the outside. This seemed to throw Maki off her game as Kenzi took advantage. Kenzi unleashed her arsenal of wrestling moves, using her quickness to counter her opponent and build momentum of her own. Kenzi looked to have the match well in hand, until Maki unleashed a Makihouse Kick out of nowhere that sent Kenzi tumbling out of the ring. Maki was out of the ring to capitalize on nailing her finisher, but Sid was right there to check on her daughter as she tried to recover. Maki pulled Sid away and the two started to jaw with one another. Maki pushed her back and reached down for Kenzi, but as she did Sid again tried to get between them, only to be stunned as the black eyed Daniela greeted her with a fierce roar. Sid stumbled back, eyes wide in shock. She tossed Kenzi into the ring and followed up with a pin as she glared out at the champion’s mother.}
ONE!
TWO!
{Kenzi barely managed to get her shoulders up, surprising her opponent. Undeterred, she quickly pulled Kenzi up and planted her with a double underhook piledriver. She stood over Kenzi, staring down at her. A war seemed to go on inside her as she paced back and forth, talking to herself. Maki seemed to regain control and she dropped down to check on Kenzi, only to be rolled up into a quick desperation pin.}
ONE!
TWO!
{Maki kicked out quickly and was on her feet in an instant, but Kenzi again rolled her up. Maki, reversed the pin attempt, again only to have Kenzi pop out before the referee could get down to count. Maki was up in an instant, but ran right into a Supergirl Punch that crumbled the vet. Kenzi collapsed into a pin, completely spent as the referee was in for the count.}
ONE!
TWO!
{Maki gets the shoulder up at the last moment and the fans roar. The two women lay side by side in the center of the ring, both spent as the fans stood on their feet and applauded. The two women got slowly to their feet, both breathing heavily as they made ready to continue their battle. The two shared a few more words, then launched themselves at one another, both swinging for the fences. The two exchanged kicks and punches, neither willing to give an inch.}
DING! DING! DING!
{Everyone in the arena looked around in confusion as the match stopped. Everyone wondered if this had gone to a time limit draw, but instead they all began to boo as Etsuko stood by the timekeeper’s table, still ringing the bell.}
DING! DING! DING!
Etsuko: I already told you Miss. Kenzi, you have taken something that is not yours and I will not allow some false demoness to steal a victory over the so-called ‘Champion of Champions’ and then find herself competing for what belongs to The Red Lady!
{The referee tosses out the match as Kenzi and Maki both fume over the decision. Security comes down and escorts Etsuko out as the Breakout Champion glares at her.}
{The action cuts backstage. A demonic baby goes speeding by, rolling down a hallway with no real direction, laughing and hissing.}
Duke King: What is that? What is even happening in this place?
Troy Franklin: Robotic Demon Babies, Duke.
Skye Sparks: From hell.
Duke King: They’re freaking me out.
Skye Sparks: I think that’s the point.
{The second baby quickly follows behind the first, looking to catch up with the first.}
{Williams did not even wait for Tolson to finish getting into the ring before attacking her, as she tackled Tolson through the ropes and both crashed to the floor below, but that did not stop the out and out brawl that was going on. Williams hammered away at Tolson, before tossing her into the ring steps. She covered, but Tolson kicked away. Ashley then reached under the ring and pulled out a garbage can, but when she went to strike Tolson, Tolson blocked and struck Ashley in the head. The two moved up the entrance way, with Tolson ramming Williams head first into the video wall support beams. Williams stumbled away from the entrance, off to the left of the entrance way, when Tolson followed her. Tolson attempted to throw Williams into the wall, but Williams reversed, and Tolson splatted against the wall herself. Ashley grabbed another trashcan and this time walloped Tolson upside the head with it, sending Tolson scurrying into the backstage area where Ashley was in hot pursuit.
Williams tossed Tolson onto an anvil case and used it to send Tolson into the wall. Williams then attempted to run the anvil case into Tolson, but she skillfully dodged out of the way. Tolson responded with a kick to the mid-section, and tossed Ashley into a vending machine. Tolson then took down some entrance curtain and began to strangle Ashley with them, trying to choke her out. Ashley reached for anything she could find, finding a soda and tossing the contents into Sam’s face, forcing her to release the hold.
Blinded, Tolson reached for anything to clear her eyes, allowing Williams to find a mop bucket and smash it over Sam’s back. Dragging Tolson to a nearby janitor’s closet, Williams sees another mop bucket, this time filled with mop water. She then dunked Sam’s head into the bucket, and held Sam’s head under, until Sam elbowed her way out of danger. Williams stumbled away as Tolson followed her into the catering area, where Tolson hit Williams with a plant. She then grabbed a coffee cup and hit Williams with it, followed by a jug of milk to the back. Tolson then tossed Ashley onto a long tray of food and simply turned the cart over, covering Tolson is the catering spread. She went for the cover, but Ashely kicked out at 2.
Tolson tried to pull up Ashley, tossed various food contents into her face to blind her. Williams then grabbed her own serving tray and nailed Tolson in the head with it. Ashley then grabbed Tolson and tossed her outside in the cold D.C. air, and grabbed a big stick and broke it over Tolson’s back. She covered, but Tolson threw a shoulder up before 3. Ashley then slammed Tolson head first into a nearby parked car. She backed up and charged, but Tolson back dropped her onto the car, and Ashley’s legs and boots broke the windshield! Ashley rolled off as Tolson rammed her into the side of the car. Tolson then grabbed a nearby pipe and swung for the fences on Ashley, who ducked and Tolson ended up smashing the window. Ashley then drove a knee into Sam, assuming control and ramming Sam into a dumpster. Ashley then tried to toss Tolson into the dumpster, but Tolson blocked, and slammed Ashley into the side of the dumpster, before reaching in, pulling out a broke piece of a toilet, and then slamming into into Ashley. Tolson nearly collapsed herself onto the fallen Ashley, and got the 3 count. }
{“Dirrty” begins to play out as confused fans turn to the stage where Pet, the...something of former champion, AJ Smyth, saunters out in a sparkling red evening gown, hair straightened, and purple gloves up just past her elbows. For those wondering; she is indeed decked out Jessica Rabbit style as she stops at the stage by the enormous gift that's been left out there the entire night. Standing next to the gift, it looks like Pet could just walk right inside it and make herself at home and, as it so happens, it even has her name written all over it. Quite literally, in fact.}
Troy Franklin: I can't believe that giant gift is for Pet.
Duke King: I can't believe someone actually gave her a theme song.
Skye Sparks: I can't believe the two of you aren't revelling in her drop dead gorgeousness!
Pet: Hello, everyone!
{Pet waves out a hand giving another hello as she holds up a mic with the other.}
Duke King: One has to wonder if Pet is out here on AJ's business or her own.
Troy Franklin: Can never tell with Pet.
Pet: And welcome to Ladies All Star Wrestling's 2018! I know you've probably been told it before by horrid commentators and Skye,
Troy Franklin: Horrid?
Duke King: And Skye.
Skye Sparks: So true.
Pet: But I also know you're still not done with 2017. Some of you watching the last broadcast will have noticed that there were a number of awards that didn't get in. The awards you wanted, the awards you demanded even.
Duke King: More awards?
Pet: Like...biggest rack. Obviously, I win that one hands down.
Duke King: Oh.
Pet: Prettiest smile.
{Pet gives a demonstration and even flutters out her lashes some.}
Pet: Mine too.
Troy Franklin: Give me a break.
Skye Sparks: Shut up! These awards are the important ones.
Pet: And who could forget wettest dream? Obviously no one else in the back can get any kind of reaction down there for ya. But what about biggest disappointment? That one would clearly go to Kat. I mean, she was just too easy. In more ways than one.
{She laughs at her own joke as the cage beside her rattles.}
Pet: Biggest mouth, trashiest whore. And here Kat thought she didn't win anything! But it's not just her that was forgotten. What about ugliest face? Emptiest head? Why, those awards would have to go to Jessika who, I'm afraid, can't be here to accept those awards. But on her behalf, let me just say that she tried so, so hard this year for both of those accomplishments.
{Pet pauses a moment.}
Pet: Actually, she didn't try at all. Those things just come natural to her.}[/font]
{Again the redhead laughs as she approaches the present.}
Pet: But more about me, because it's time to see what Santa brought me. I mean besides committed sex every night.
Troy Franklin: Right, Pet's questionable views on marriage.
Duke King: She did get married Christmas, right?
Troy Franklin: Shh, if she finds out you forgot...
{Pet grabs hold of the ribbon of the rattling present and pulls back the bow as all four sides fall down and inside...is Jessika going crazy inside a cage. With the sides down, she reaches through the bars at Pet who steps back slapping Hyde's hand away.}
Pet: No! Bad! See? This is what I mean. Emptiest head because she just won't accept reality. Jessika. Your Mistress. Is a. Whooooooore.
{Jessika listens, she listens and she wants to get her hands around Pet's throat all the more because of it as she starts to shriek out at her. Pet sighs and shrugs her shoulders.}
Pet: Can't blame a gal for trying. So I guess the only thing I can do is...get rid of her. But where to send her? What kind of place would actually accept someone like her? Hm...
{Jessika continues to reach out pressing herself against the inside of the bars when she steps back with a big smile on her face at the sight of her Mistress coming out looking none too pleased as she grabs the mic from Pet's grasp. Not even speaking into it, she demands the key from Pet who shakes her head.}
Troy Franklin: Katalina's out here now. Hopefully she can drive some sense into her former accomplice's head.
Duke King: I highly doubt it.
{Kat demands again and this time Pet relents and gives her the key stepping back watching as the Naughty Girl approaches the door.}
Skye Sparks: What is she doing? As soon as that door opens...
{But it doesn't. In fact, Kat is having troubles with the key as inside the cage Jessika watches her and Pet beginning to get antsy. When Kat turns to Pet to confront her about being given the wrong key, the redhead rushes forward SLAMMING Kat's head against the bars startling Jessika who soon shrieks out in rage as Pet steps back grabbing up the mic again.}
Pet: Abudabi! You're going to Abudabi! But first,
{Pet goes and begins ripping away Kat's clothes tossing them to the side until both her black bra and panties are on display. Standing back up, Pet points down at her shouting into the mic.}
Pet: Whore! Don't you see it now? She's a whore, you dunce!
{Jessika isn't having any of that as she reaches out for Pet's throat once more as the redhead grabs Kat up by the hair.}
Pet: Just...get her out of here. Get her out!
Troy Franklin: Get her out? What?
{The ground beneath the cage begins to rumble as an engine starts up. Jessika looks down at the floor beneath her feet and then around as the cage starts to move, or is being pulled away by a flatbed truck. She shrieks and rattles the cage as Pet waves her hand and even Kat's.}
Pet: Go on. Get out! And don't worry, I'll take good care of this bitch for ya!
{The truck continues to drive off until Jessika is no longer in sight leaving Pet to look down at Kat and shake her head.}
Pet: Wait, why would I want this again?
{She then picks Kat up to her feet and rushes her straight off the stage and to the concrete floor below.}
Troy Franklin: Oh my god! Oh my god! What the hell?
Duke King: Pet just threw Katalina right off the stage!
Skye Sparks: I...even I think that's a bit far.
Troy Franklin: She drove Jessika off and now she's taken Kat out of the picture. What the hell is wrong with this woman?
{Dusting her hands, Pet turns and saunters her way back out of the arena while EMT's, Katie, and Zahara rush to check on the unconscious Naughty Girl.}
{Gabby and Angelica meet in the middle of the ring for a show of respect, each of them sporting their championship belts, Gabby's LAW title and Angie's from ACM in Mexico. They admire one another's gold, but neither deigns to the other. Both women smile as they shake hands and head to their corners. The bell sounds and they meet in the middle again, this time ready for battle. Thy circle around each other, each testing the range by sticking out hands at each other. Angie sprawls backward as Gabby lunges in for a double leg, and she sinks in a front chancery onto the LAW Champion. Gabby doesn't stay stuck for long, however, as she drops and twists, gaining an advantage via hammerlock. Gabby continues to show how "army strong" she is by clamping the hold down tighter, forcing Angelica to squirm her way to the ropes and hook a foot over the bottom strand with her long legs after failing to power her way out of the hold. Gabby lets go and Angie gets to her feet, rolling her shoulder and clutching it with her other hand to get some feeling back in it.}
{Gabby moves in quick, catching Angie in a tie up and then deftly maneuvering behind he with a standing switch. Gabby grabs Angie in a waist lock and lifts her for a German suplex, but Angie shows great awareness by hooking her legs back, blocking the move. She shifts her weight forward and rolls Gabby over her and into a pinning combination, but Camacho gets out after the count of one. Angie tries to move quick and hit Gabby with a soccer kick while the champion is still on her knees, but Camacho trips her by the ankle and leaps on top of her with a lateral press. This time it's Vaughn who kicks out at only one. Camacho wastes no time as she runs the ropes and heads back toward Angelica who raises a big boot to Gabby's face – but Gabby drops into a baseball slide and kips up behind Vaughn, who turns around into a back heel kick from Camacho... No! Vaughn blocks the kick and catches Camacho with her heel over Angie's shoulder. Angie hooks her hands around Camacho's waist and plants her feet, hitting a hug overhead suplex! Angie eschews going for a cover and instead stands up and drops right back down with a senton. Again forgoing the cover, Angie pulls Gabby to her feet and whips her into the ropes, but Camacho holds onto the top rope as Angelica whiffs on a spinning back kick, landing hard in the middle of the ring. As Angie shakes off the cobwebs and gets to her feet, she's drilled by a discus clothesline from the champion that sends her crashing back down to the canvas. She doesn't stay down long, but as she gets up to one knee Camacho wraps her powerful arms around her head and kicks back in a vicious DDT! The Lowrider! Gabby goes for a cover and hooks a leg, but the Vaughnemous one kicks out with authority at two.}
{Gabby looks surprised that Vaughn was able to kick out and she debates the referee's cadence with the official while Vaughn rolls to the ropes and regroups. Angie pulls herself up by the ropes as Gabby heads back toward her, and Angie then uses the leverage to stick both feet in Camacho's face, stunning her momentarily. When Camacho heads in again, Angie repeats the move but hits a lot harder and right in Camacho's midsection, doubling the champion over. Angie sees an opportunity and leans back into the ropes, coming off with added momentum and jumping up for a scissor kick... Camacho stands up just in time and there's nobody home for Vaughn! Camacho gets behind Angelica and hits a backstabber! The inertia sends Vaughn into the ropes and by the time Camacho pulls her away and attempts a pin, Angelica has recovered enough to kick out at two. The two ladies get to their feet and Camacho goes for the kill, attempting to set Vaughn up for the Field Promotion! Angie puts the brakes on and shoves Gabby off of her, sending her back into the ropes, and this time the big boot finds its mark as Camacho comes back at her! Gabby's staggers back into a corner, slumped over the buckles, and Angie leaps in with a stinger splash, then backs up and puts her foot under Camacho's chin, extending her leg fully and pulling on the top rope for added leverage as Camacho's knees buckle. The referee counts all the way to four before Vaughn breaks the corner choke up and Camacho falls into a sitting position against the bottom turnbuckle. Angie steps away and then runs in, somersaulting forward with a huge cannonball! Vaughn pulls Camacho out into the middle of the ring and hooks a leg! 1! 2! Camacho with the shoulder up in the nick of time!}
{Vaughn hits the ropes quickly and comes back looking for a shining wizard, but Camacho evades, leaving Angie on her knees. Camacho goes for the exact same maneuver and she connects! Both women lie on the mat trying to catch their breath as the referee begins a ten count. As the official reaches six, Vaughn rolls to the side and gets to her feet and Camacho pulls herself up by the opposite ropes. Camacho runs toward Angelica and leaps from her feet, catching Vaughn in a flying headscissor that sends her tumbling out of the ring through the ropes, where she crashes to the hard concrete floor. Gabby crawls to the ropes and hangs herself over the second one, watching Angelica lie in a heap as the official starts counting her out.
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
Angie rolls onto her hands and knees.
7!
8!
Angelica drags herself to her feet using the ring skirting.
9!
Angie dives under the bottom rope and rolls back into the ring, breaking the count right before ten.
Camacho wastes no time moving in on Vaughn, grabbing a fist full of her hair and pulling her up to her feet. She sets her up for a vertical suplex, but Angie thinks fast and drops her weight, rolling Gabby up in a schoolgirl! 1! 2! Gabby just barely kicks out in time and she looks furious for getting caught. Gabby grabs Angie in a Muay Thai clinch and buries a knee deep into her midsection, draining the air right out of her lungs. Grabbing a collar and elbow tie up, Gabby pushes Angie back into a corner, then Irish whips her across the ring, following right behind her. Instead of crashing into the buckles though, Angelica catches herself and extends her legs, lifting herself up and back, over the shoulders of the charging Gabby Camacho who slams straight into the turnbuckles herself. Angelica snares Gabby from behind in a rear naked choke! She has her dead to rights in the Angel's Dream! Camacho flails her hands around looking for a grip as Angie struggles to pull her back onto the mat to finish cinching the hold in... and Camacho finds the top rope to steady herself! Gabby slams her head backward as hard as she can and lands a direct hit on Angelica's nose, which starts bleeding immediately. Vaughn releases the choke and Gabby grabs her in a Russian leg sweep... Battle Scar! Gabby slams Vaughn forward and she hits face first into the bottom turnbuckle with the move! Angelica is out cold and Gabby rolls her away from the ropes, then drapes herself over with a pin... 1! 2! 3! That's it!}
{We cut backstage where we see LAW Interviewer, Colin Reed standing by with a smile on his face.}
Colin Reed: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, she is one fourth of the Boardwalk Angels and the number one contender for the LAW Marquee Championship, “Unbreakable” Stacy Jones…
{The camera pans out a little as Stacy Jones appears beside the interviewer, dressed in her ring gear along with her custom black leather jacket, her plain black wool hat with her right hand in a black cast.}
Colin Reed: Thanks for joining me, Stacy...now...tonight in your first LAW match of 2018, you’re going up against your friend and fellow Boardwalk Angel, Crystal Hilton for her Marquee Championship. How are you feeling about this match?
{Jones glances down at her casted hand and chuckles a little before turning her attention back to Reed.}
Stacy Jones: Well, I’m feeling as good as I can be, all things considered. But you know what? I’ve fought matches in the past in a much worse condition than I am right now. At the end of the day though, I earned this opportunity when I defeated seven other women to become number one contender, and I wasn’t going to let a broken hand stop me from competing tonight!
{Reed nods.}
Colin Reed: Are you at all worried that you may further injure your hand by competing so soon after it was broken?
Stacy Jones: It’s a risk that I’m willing to take, Colin. As I’ve already alluded to, Crystal is a smart competitor and I know she’ll do whatever it takes to retain her championship, which means she’ll most definitely target my hand. But another thing I alluded to is that if that does happen, I’m not going to hold it against her and the only person to blame, is myself.
Colin Reed: Well the first time you two faced each other, it was certainly a classic match and now with the Marquee Championship on the line, everyone is expecting an even better match than before. How would it feel to win your first championship here in LAW if you do manage to defeat Crystal tonight?
{A smile appears on the Unbreakable Angel’s face.}
Stacy Jones: It’ll be a surreal feeling to say the least. When I first signed up to LAW on a part-time contract, I was just planning on competing in the Queen of the Ring tournament. Next thing I know, I’m signing a full-time contract because after seeing how much amazing talent working for this company, I wanted to do more here...I wanted to battle against the best of the best here and show everyone what I am capable of. And I’ve been doing just that, and if I walk out of here as the new Marquee Champion? It’ll be one of the greatest feelings in the world.
Colin Reed: Well Stacy, thank you for your time and good luck tonight.
{Jones smiles and nods before disappearing off camera, leaving Reed on his own as we cut back to ringside.}
{Roxy Cotton and Kate Steele have been going at it for weeks and their mutual hatred is apparent right out of the gate as they fly into each other with little to no care for putting on a show for the fans: all they want to do is hurt each other and they punch, kick scratch and claw at each other like two women possessed. Luckily, the fans are overjoyed with this intense show of disdain, cheering for every bit of hurt they put on each other.
The brawl breaks up as Kate manages to hit Roxy with such a powerful backhand slap her neck snaps back. The bubblegum bombshell reels and Kate takes advantage by grabbing her wrist and hitting a jumping armbreaker. Roxy holds her elbow in pain and Kate grabs the hurt arm, twisting it around into a standing hammerlock, putting more pressure on it. With Roxy’s gargantuan bodyguard looking on from the outside, Roxy tries to reach for the ropes, but Kate cleverly steers her away from them by applying the right amount of leverage. She suddenly wraps her free arm around Roxy’s waist and sends her overhead with a modified suplex that causes Roxy to land right on her twisted arm.
She rolls around in pain before Kate quickly swoops in with a pinfall attempt, hooking the leg.
One!
Two!
Roxy kicks out with some difficulty, since she can’t use her injured arm to garner momentum for the escape. Kate seems to be in clear control and as Roxy sits back up, she puts her in a sleeper hold. Roxy’s uninjured arm starts flailing wildly, but Kate has got it locked in tight. After a while, the flailing starts to calm down, with Roxy fading fast! The referee keeps a close watch to see if maybe he should call the match in Kate’s favour due to Roxy passing out, but his attention is diverted by Roxy’s bodyguard hopping on the apron and making an attempt to enter the ring. The referee immediately tries to block her path, but it’s never a good idea to turn your back on Roxy Cotton. She immediately uses what little strength she has left to reach backwards and stick her index finger in Kate Steele’s eye!
The Chaos Champion immediately releases the hold as she grabs her face in pain. Screeching, Kate recoils and Roxy gasps for air, trying to regain full consciousness as quickly as she can. She gets to her feet and with an unsuspecting Kate Steele still clutching her ye, Roxy grabs her by the hair and hits her with the Muff Driver! She rolls her over and mounts her for a pin.
One!
Two!
Kate kicks out and immediately reaches for her eyes again. Roxy grins and grabs her by the hair again, maneuvering her head into a front headlock, primed for her Impaler DDT finisher! She calls for the Double D-DT, but as she wants to lift Kate up, her injured arm gives way and Kate drops down the mat without much impact at all. Roxy slaps her arm in frustration to restore some blood flow but it doesn’t seem to help much. She switches to kick based offense instead, stomping her head as the Chaos Champion looks up defensively. To the surprise of some, she backs off, allowing Kate to ge back up but it’s merely to lure her in. She swings her leg, nailing her with a spinning heel kick that sends her tumbling down into the corner.
Roxy winks and runs up, before hitting Kate with the Kitty Buster! After half a dozen bounces, Roxy gets up and tries to drag Kate to the middle of the ring, but once again her injured arm makes it apparent she won’t be able to rely on arm strength whatsoever. So she drags Kate only about half a yard or so out of the corner, using her one good arm, and goes for a cover.
One!
Two!
Kate gets her foot on the rope, breaking up the pin. Roxy looks disgusted, and screams at her bodyguard on the outside why she didn’t push the foot off while the referee was distracted counting the pin. But as she herself is distracted, Kate takes advantage with a quick rollup!
One!
Two!
Roxy kicks out! Kate seems to be reinvigorated by a sudden adrenaline burst as she gets to her feet and unleashes a series of kicks right to Roxy’s bad arm. Roxy retreats a corner and Kate gathers enough speed to hit her with a Yakuza Kick! Roxy drops down and Kate grabs her bad arm again, clearly focusing on it to soften her up for the ‘Shipwrecked’! She drapes it over the bottom rope and jumps, using the top rope to gather extra height and stomps down on Roxy’s elbow joint over and over and over again. The challenger screams in pain and Kate seems to enjoy hurting her. She jumps off the bottom rope and hits Roxy’s elbow joint with a double legdrop. Roxy’s arm almost seems to snap and she rolls away from the ropes as quickly as she can, clutching her arm in agony.
Kate goes over to Roxy and grabs her by the hair, pulling it and dragging her to her feet. Maybe not the wisest thing to do, as few things enrage Roxy as much as someone messing with her blonde locks. Her fury numbs her pain and she kicks Kate in the mid-section before hitting her with a skull-shattering headbutt that turns Kate’s legs into spaghetti. Roxy runs the ropes and hits her with a hip attack that sends Kate down to the mat. As the champion sits up, Roxy immediately nails her with a shining wizard! Clearly avoiding the use of her arm, Roxy goes for a full-body cover on Kate!
One!
Two!
Kate kicks out!
Roxy seems frustrated. She goes over to the corner and with one hand, starts untying the protective padding on the top turnbuckle. The referee immediately starts to scold her, asking what she’s doing. Roxy pays him no heed as continues until the padding comes off completely, exposing the steel underneath. The referee snatches the padding from her, telling her there’ll be no such shenanigans.
As he goes to tie it back onto the rope, Kate Steele has gotten back to her feet. With the referee distracted again, Roxy’s bodyguard tosses the Chaos Championship into the ring! Roxy snatches it out of the air with one hand and as Kate gets back to her feet, she immediately smashes it into her face! Kate goes down again like a splat of Jell-O and Roxy throws the title out of the ring before calling the referee’s attention as she drops down for the pin.
The referee sees Roxy on top of Kate, whose shoulders are on the mat. He slides in and counts!
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
He calls for the bell as a smirking Roxy gets back to her feet, declared the NEW Chaos Champion. The ringside crew hand the title back to the referee, who awards it to Roxy and raises her hand. She wants to raise the title into the air, but her bad arm can’t carry even that weight. She orders her bodyguard into the ring, who straps the title around her waist under the boo’s of the LAW crowd. The boos come to a halt when Amy Jo Smyth hops the guardrail, and began circling the ring. She would stop periodically stare at the crowd, stare at Kate, stare at Roxy and Maxine, and then continue to walk. Unsure what to make of this situation, Roxy and Maxine ignore her and celebrate up the ramp, and then as if she didn't find something she was looking for, AJ hopped the rail back into the crowd, disappearing as quickly as she arrived.}
{Carmen Diaz is setting up backstage, preparing for her next interview with one of LAW’s stars. She picks up the microphone, getting it ready for action. She blows into the head, taps it, but the nearby producer shakes his head.}
Carmen Diaz: One, two, one-two. Test-test.
{Still no sound. Carmen shakes it, rattles it, and taps it against her palm hoping that she can make it work. She lifts it to her mouth. The microphone pops, fizzles, and explodes, shooting a fizzy white foam directly into the face of Diaz. The backstage announcer doesn’t know what to do and blocks the stream with her hand, but that only makes it worse, causing it to splash out wider and hit the lens of the camera. The fizzy explosion just goes on and on.}
Troy Franklin: What!?
Duke King: Someone save her!
{Poor Diaz falls back into the wall behind her and slides to the floor.}
Skye Sparks: Does no one else here want to make ejacatulation jokes? I mean…
{She finally drops the microphone and it slides away, giving off the last of its white fizz. Diaz cleans her face, clearing away the white.}
Skye Sparks: Bloody hell, the jokes are just writing themselves here!
Duke King: Have some respect, Sparks. The woman was just trying to do her job and then someone couldn’t control themselves.
Skye Sparks: I guess it’s been a long time.
Duke King: Been building up for a while.
Skye Sparks: She knew exactly how use her hands to get it working again.
Duke King: Gotta be careful how you hold those things…
Skye Sparks: You never know when they might go off.
Troy Franklin: Enough!
{The two demonic babies come rushing up to the downed Diaz and start banging into her legs over and over again, all while hissy and screeching. Carmen yelps and faints, going completely limp. The demonic babies back up and zoom away as if they were never there. The producer leans over to Diaz, attending to her.}
Duke King: She’s gonna have nightmares for months.
Skye Sparks: We should be so glad that our health insurance plan includes therapy.
{The scene cuts to ringside. Troy Franklin, Skye Sparks, and Duke King are sitting at the announcers table.}
Troy Franklin: Things are getting heated her tonight and the action is far from over.
Duke King: You could say that again.
Troy Franklin: We’ve still got our main event ot look forward to. The Marquee title is on the line when…
Skye Sparks: Did you hear something?
{Sparks starts to look around, searching for the sound only she can hear.}
Troy Franklin: No…
Duke King: You off your meds again?
Skye Sparks: It’s like a hissing sound…
{Sparks tries to replicate the sound but it doesn’t go so well. But it doesn’t matter anyway, because the sound gets louder and now everyone can hear it.}
Duke King: Is that?
{The two demonic babies come rushing out of the back, appearing directly behind the table and the announcers. Sparks starts screaming and almost falls over her chair in her attempt to escape from the beasts of hell.Franklin just slides away on his chair.}
Duke King: Don’t you dare!
{King looks ready to fight the things, smash them with his feet but the by quickly zoom away from him and go for Skye Sparks. Sparks just dashes down the ramp, escaping from them. At a point, she has nowhere but in the ring. Thankfully, the demon babies stop, turn around, and fall into small gaps along the ramp. They disappear. All Sparks can do is hold her hand over heart and catch her breath.}
{The ladies lock up in the center of the ring. The Marquee Champion takes control quickly, thanks to Jones’ broken hand. Hilton gets the challenger into a wrist-lock then a hammer lock. Jones fights back, throwing elbows into the Hilton’s ribs a few times. Hilton breaks the hold and retreats. Jones spins around and kicks Hilton in the ribs. She hits a few punches and drags Hilton into the corner. She slams Hilton head first into the top pad then climbs up to the second rope and goes for a foot choke until the count of three. Hilton drops down to sitting. Jones charges. Hilton catches her with a trip, sending Jones face first into the second turnbuckle. Hilton drags her out by the head and after a little posturing, gets ready to attack but Jones has other ideas. Jones hits a hard elbow directly to Hilton’s face, sending the Marquee Champion down to her knees. Jones lifts Hilton to her feet.
Stacy Jones whips Crystal Hilton into the ropes and catches her with a hip toss. Wasting no time, Jones locks Hilton up with a half nelson. To add leverage and power and make up for the lack of a hand, Jones digs her knee into Hilton’s spine. Hilton wiggles, gets to her knees then to her one foot then the other. Jones is forced to release the hold and this gives Hilton a chance to turn the whole thing around into a side Russian leg sweep. Hilton pops to her feet and starts working out the kinks in her shoulders. Jones climbs to her feet slowly but Hilton is there to help her the rest of the way. Hilton starts driving rapid-fire hard forearms into Jones’ face, kicks the knee out from under Jones, and then shoots herself off the ropes. Jones is able to get back up just in time. Hilton leaps into the air. Jones catches her. Hilton is able to turn that into two crushing knees to Jones’ chest. Hilton hooks the leg. It gets a two and one-third count.
Jones kicks out with force, sending Hilton off of her. Jones gets to her hands and knees, ever so careful of her hand and cast. Hilton gets to her feet. Hilton stomps on Jones’ back over and over again and kicks her in the ribs, sending Jones onto her back. Hilton takes off, comes back, goes right into the Smell the Roses (a handspring standing moonsault). She goes for the cover but only gets a two point two count. Hilton looks stunned and frustrated.
Crystal Hilton gets to her feet, dragging Stacy Jones to her feet with her. Jones starts throwing hands and forearms. Hilton starts throwing right hands of her own. Jones gets control, using rolling forearms to the face and then the chest. That becomes The Stiff Kick Combo (a kick to opponent's right side followed by a kick to their left side, followed by a spinning back kick to the gut causing them to fall to their knees and finished off with a buzzsaw style kick to the side of the head). Jones goes for the cover and gets a two and a fourth count.
Stacy Jones wastes no time and goes back in on Crystal Hilton. She lifts Hilton to her feet, leaving Hilton to wobble dangerously. That’s when she hits Stacy's Kick (jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick). The Marquee Champion is laid out and Jones hooks the lever, sure of the win.
No!
Crystal Hilton kicks out at two and three-quarters. Jones is now the one who’s shocked. The Champion is not going to give up so easily. Stacy lifts Crystal to her feet. The two women exchange fists and of course, it is Stacy that gains control. Jones sends Hilton into the corner with a hard Irish whip. Jones charges at Hilton, leaping into the air as she goes, ready to land on Hilton with a body splash. Hilton is quick to move out of the way and Jones crashes into the turnbuckle, hitting it hard, mostly with her already injured hand, and bouncing off of it. Hilton comes out of nowhere, catches a loopy Jones who is cuddling her stinging hand, with a snapmare and then hits her with a dropping front dropkick that flattens Jones. Hilton lifts Jones to her feet and flings her into the ropes. When Jones returns, she kicks her in the gut, and gets her with the Withering Rose.
Hilton rears back for all she's worth, sitting on her knee and Jones reaches out in desperation but the pain is too much and she has no choice but to tap out. Hilton leaps to her feet and throws her arms in victory. Stacy Jones is slow to move but rolls out of the ring, holding her hand, wrist, and arm. Hilton is handed the Marquee Title and her music hits.}