Friday 8st, August 2003
Rose Garden, Portland, OR

"The Bitter End" by Placebo blasts throughout the arena as the pyros display takes place on the stage as Friday Night Exile comes on the air. The camera scans the crowd wear “My oh Mya… She really is champ!” “I killed Reece” and “BOOBS!!”, are among the hundreds of signs held high by the crowd. The camera cuts to Dylan Silver and Renegade who are as usual, sat at ringside at the commentary table. Dylan Silver: Welcome folks, and can I just start off by saying… what a night of action we have for you! After what happened last week as we went off air, I am more than sure that Shane Rockford will be on the warpath! Renegade: Not only that, Christina Morales finally names the stipulation to the Moralez Invitational tournament. I hope it’s an all-naked stipulation… after last weeks Stripped Championship match I am expecting to see naked every week! Dylan Silver: Speaking of Stripped Championship, Indigo will put the title on the line as she faces off against one of her most fiercest foes as The Bod Squads Crystal gets her shot at the belt. Also, we’ll see the Return of Tara Lee who returns from her two weeks in rehab. She steps back into exile and straight into a three-way tussle with Mystika and Tommi. Renegade: Yeah that should be a great match, I saw Mystika backstage and she is furious after getting the member stuck down her throat last week! She wants Tommi to pay for dousing it in her… love juices?? Dylan Silver: Also tonight Katrina will face off against Dominatrix, and again Katrina is yet another diva with revenge on her mind! Dominatrix cost her the Stripped Championship and tonight is payback, but I feel Dominatrix may just have something to say about that! Renegade: Dominatrix has not only The Bod Squad on her back, but also Mr Rockford and Tequila. After what damage she caused last week she better have her to male friends close by just in case her enemies come a knocking. Dylan Silver: Talking of Tequila, she is unfortunately no t scheduled to be here tonight because the head injury she sustained last week at the hands of Dominatrix and her friends. We know Tequila is watching and wish her a speedy recovery and look forward to her return! Renegade: Uh… yeah sure! Anyway what about the two other matches tonight? I mean it isn’t very often you see to prospective Victoria Secret models battling it out in the squared circle. Dylan Silver: Very true Renegade, but tonight you will see it as new crowned Rockford State Champion Cleopatra puts the title on the line against the debuting Bianca. Both woman have a mutual hatred for the other and tonight it is no doubt going to be hostile at the very least when the bell sounds for the match. Renegade: Well that isn’t the only match with mutual hatred in, you’re forgetting the Femme Fatality rematch against Star and the Divas Unleashed World Champion… Mya! Dylan Silver: I was just getting to that, but thanks telling the folks at home! Yes it is true, tonight’s main event will see a rematch of last July’s Pay-per view main event as Star and Mya… well either bring this feud to a conclusion or be the light to the blue touch paper and send the rivalry between these to an explosive confrontation at the next pay-per view… Anathema! Renegade: What a night Dyldo, I can’t wait to see… Dylan Silver: Hang on Rene, who’s this arriving in the parking lot? The camera cuts to the parking lot just in time to see a shiny black limousine pull up alongside the back entrance to the arena. The car parks up and moments later the chauffer comes around to open the rear passenger door. The door opens and after what seems an eternity DU owner Shane Rockford cautiously and gingerly makes his way out with the aid of crutches. His head bandaged and clearly sporting a badly bruised black eye, Rockford struggles for a moment trying to get up right on his walking aids. Just as he gets upright his sad and weary face turns into a huge smile. Shane: AAHHHH… what a night for a wrestling extravaganza! Drive I could be a while, go park up and get yourself some food. Feel free to use the VI.I.P area and make yourself comfortable. I’ll get one of my staff to call you when I’m ready to leave. The flabbergasted chauffer nods his head in disbelief and quickly gets back in the car before Mr Rockford can change his mind. As the limo pulls away Shane starts to hobble his way into the backstage, he nods his head in excitement. Shane:Man, what a night! This is going to be great! Renegade:Is he ok?? Dylan Silver: I… I don’t know? Whatever the boss has on his mind it is surly putting him in a good mood Just then "Brackish" by Kittie hits the PA system as light blue strobes dance around on the stage. "She is not scared...to die...". Cleopatra runs out on stage moshing & headbanging for the crowd, the Rockford State title around her waist. "The best things in life drive her to cry..."She runs from one side of the ramp to the other before walking down the ramp jamming to her entrance music. "CRUCIFY THEN BURN!!!" Once she reaches the ring apron, she pulls herself up and then leans her back against the ropes. She then falls backwards into the ring and lands on her feet. She pulls her head up slowly at first, with her hair down in front of her face. She then in one quickly motion flings her head back, with her hair a blur of light blue, as she places her arms in the air. She then walks over to the turnbuckle and poses for the crowd for a few seconds. She steps down adjusts the bottom of her pants. Krysta Taylor: Ladies & Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Rockford State Championship. In the ring, she is the NEW Rockford State Champion.... CLEOPATRA!!!! Renegade: This match should be great! Did you see how HOT Bianca is??? I mean… both these woman are models! How much greater can it get??? The lights are dimmed for a few seconds. "The Baddest Bitch" by Trina begins to boom out the speakers. As the intro starts, Bianca walks out and sticks out her tongue enchanting the audience with her tongue ring and then throws up the West side signal with her right hand and with her left hand points to the stage, were in a blink of an eye, silver pyros shoots it's way to the stage. Krysta Taylor: And making her way to the ring, the challenger, making her Divas Unleashed debut...BIANCA!!! Bianca slides into the ring and tackles Cleopatra down just as Cleopatra takes off her belt. The bell sounds as Cleopatra & Bianca roll on the mat, pulling hair slapping each other. Dylan Silver: So much hatred between these two. Renegade: It's already great! They are both on their backs! Bianca gets to her feet as the ref puts his hands up in between the two. Cleopatra then pushes the referee into Bianca! Cleopatra then runs and crossbodies Bianca over the top rope, taking both women over the rope to the floor below! As the referee starts counting, Bianca & Cleopatra get to their feet. Cleopatra grabs Bianca's head, and is about to slam it into the steel steps. Just as Bianca is about to be pounded, she elbows Cleopatra in the gut, and slams her head on the steel instead! Bianca then lifts Cleopatra by her legs and flaps jacks her face first into the steps again!!! Bianca then picks up Cleopatra and tosses her in the ring. Renegade: Rawr... this is a huge catfight. Dylan Silver: Don't growl again. Bianca doesn't go for the pin, and instead starts whaling on Cleopatra with rights and lefts. Cleopatra kicks Bianca in the back of the head. Both women get to their feet and Cleopatra whips Bianca into the ropes. As Bianca runs back, she clothlines Cleopatra down and starts going with rights & lefts again! The two woman start rolling around on the mat again before long and the referee finally breaks it up. Bianca grabs Cleopatra by the back of her head and starts pounding it into the turnbuckle. She then grabs Cleopatra & hits a high angled back suplex, causing Cleopatra to land on her neck! Dylan Silver: She calls that "Crusher". Renegade: I would love to "Crush Her". Dylan Silver: Sicko! Go buy yourself some more aphrofeliacs. Renegade: I'm not black! I don't need a fro. To get women! Bianca decides not go for the pin & tries to inflict more pain on Cleopatra by turning her onto her back and rubbing her head from side to side on the ring floor! Cleopatra's arms flail as Bianca smiles widely. She then gets up and stops on Cleopatra repeatedly. Cleopatra rolls out of the ring grabs her back & head as the referee holds Bianca in the ring as Bianca tells Cleopatra to get in the ring. Cleopatra grabs her belt from ringside and slides into the ring with it while Bianca stammers to get past the referee. Cleopatra then holds the belt up and runs towards Bianca! Bianca turns around at the last second and ducks! As Cleopatra turns around from the missed shot, Bianca nails Cleopatra with the “Bianic Shutdown” onto the title belt. The referee starts the count! [1…] [2…] [3…] Renegade: She won that match in record time! Krysta Taylor: Ladies & Gentlemen... here is your winner, and the NEW Rockford State Champion.... BIANCA!!!! "The Baddest Bitch" by Trina hits the PA system as Bianca has she has her arm raised in victory. Bianca then picks up Cleopatra's body hits the Bianic Shutdown again! Bianca is then pulled off Cleopatra as the bell is rung again. Cleopatra is left gasping for air as Bianca takes the title and points at it, yelling at Cleopatra as she heads up the ramp. Dylan Silver: The tension between these two is so thick you can cut it with a knife! But never the less, we have a brand new Rockford State Champion! - Commercial break - As "The Bitter End" plays quietly of the PA and the crowd get there breaths back after an exciting opening match, Christian Moralez Suddenly appears from behind the curtain holding a microphone and a clipboard. The crowd start to boo and jeer as the co-owner holds up a hand to silence them. Dylan Silver: Looks like Christian Moralez has something to say Renegade! Renegade: Yeah and maybe we could find out if this crowd of inbred hicks would shut the slack jaws! The crowd’s hostility finally calms enough for Moralez to speak. Christian: Why… Thank you for such a great reception. I mean, it’s not like you should be thanking your poor trailer park asses for me bringing my wrestling show to your deliverance loving town! The crowd jeer once more. Christian: Anyway… I didn’t come out here to talk about you lot, I mean why would I give this crappy town it’s fifteen minutes of fame? It’s not like it has any historical significance, or a world beating sports team! Hell do you people even has a sports team? Other than the tobacco spiting champions of fifty-eight that is! Dylan Silver: Mr Moralez sure has a way with the natives doesn’t he? Renegade: Hey Dyldo, it’s not like he’s lying now is it hahaha! Moralez once again stands waiting for the vicious triad of verbal abuse that is being thrown at him to die down again. Christian: look we could do this all night, I got so much dissing on this place that we could fill the rest of the show with me mocking up ingrates! But I need TV ratings so I guess I’ll just deliver the news I have for you… Now last week on Exile I announced a guarantee! A one hundred percent full proof guarantee, that no female wrestler on the DU roster will win the Moralez Invitational tournament. Renegade: I worked it out Silver; no woman on the roster will win it because he is going to sign the winner after the match! It will be for a bunch of non-contracted women, I’m so smart! I should like get a PhD in detectiveness or something? Dylan Silver: Will you hush up, he hasn’t announced why yet! Oh and there is no such word as detectiveness you idiot! Christian: The reason no woman will win my tournament is… Maybe I shouldn’t tell you? Yeah that’s a good idea, I’ll leave it for next weeks Exile. You guys don’t deserve an earth-shattering announcement like this. With that Christian Moralez turns to leave the arena to a furious reaction from the arena crowd. Dylan Silver: Aw he can’t do that! Renegade: Oh yes he can! It’s his tournament and he’ll cry if he wants to! Dylan Silver: What?? Renegade: Never mind, just a little Madonna humour, obviously way over your head as usual. As the crowd boo angrily in disappointment Christian Moralez suddenly reappears from behind the curtain again. Christian: Okay okay, if you’re going to be such a bunch of babies… My announcement is that the Moralez Invitational is an all men tournament! In other words… guys only! Happy now? With that He once again turns to leave, but once more turns back towards the crowd. Christian: Oh yeah, and any of the guys in DU interested in signing up, just put your name on this sheet of paper! It will be hung up backstage by the refreshments. And with that Christian Moralez does finally exit the arena, leaving the crowd buzzing with expectation and excitement. Dylan Silver: What an announcement! The Moralez Invitational is for guys only! For the first time in DU history men will compete in the ring! I can’t believe it Rene? Renegade: What an awesome announcement. Just think of it, Jake Wild, Devin, Gabriel, and Joel! Oh my god… Jackman!! Dylan Silver: Yeah… Jackman! -Don't Try This At Home Vignette- The camera reopens backstage in the Bod Squad locker room where Crystal is pulling on her pads and boots. As she prepares for her match Kristin and Katrina are trying to pump their partners confidence up with words of encouragement. Kristin: Tonight is your Night Crys! When you pin that bitch Indigo you’ll gain yet another belt for the greatest team in DU history! Katrina: Kristin’s right Crystal, you will beat Indigo easy! After the humiliation we caused her last week, she’ll finally realise that she cannot beat any of us. Crystal: I know, Thanks guys! I will win that belt and bring the championship back to its rightful owners! Kristin: You have nothing to fear, you know that we’ll be ther….. Just then there is a knock on the door and a few seconds later it opens as Shane Rockford hobbles through. Kristin stands behind both Crystal and Katrina just in case Shane explodes into a physical argument. All three members are shocked by both the tone and manner of Rockford’s words. Shane Rockford: Sorry to interrupt girls, but I need to speak to Kristin. It’s rather important what I have to say, so if I could just have a moment of your time please, Krist? Kristin doesn’t drop her guard, just in case it is some kind of ploy. Kristin: If you have anything to say, then you can say it in front of us all. Shane looks rather uncomfortable and embarrassed but continues, although with his head hung low looking at the floor. Shane Rockford: Well I would just like to apologize for blaming you for the attack on Tequila. I hope you can take my apology and find forgiveness in you. I am really truly sorry for accusing you and the Bod Squad… Sorry girls! All three members of the Bod Squad stand there in total shock, jaws dropped. They look to each other trying to find something to say in response; Kristin takes it upon herself to say something back. Kristin: Well thank you for the apology Shane, I guess I am sorry to! I jumped to a wrong conclusion to… So all fair? You’re sorry, I’m sorry. Shane Rockford:Yeah… anyway I just wanted to say that, I better get on my way I have a lot of stuff to do tonight! Crystal, Katrina… good luck in your matches tonight! Shane leaves and the girls as they still try to get over the apology. Dylan:That just doesn’t add up? I think Shane Rockford must have a screw loose. Obviously the attack he suffered last week did more damage than we first thought. Renegade: Is it true? Has Shane Rockford gone soft? Dylan:Now it's time for the triple threat match. We'll see Mystika against Tommi against the returning Tara Lee. Renegade: This should be a good match Dilly. Though I'm worried about Mystika and Tara, seeing what happen to Mystika and Crystal last week when they got a sniff of the "member" Tommi had played with before their match. Dylan: Yeah, that was disgusting. Plus Tara's in a pissed mood after what Chimera did to her dog. What a better way to let out your frustrations that hurt people? Renegade: So true my friend. Time to take it to Krysta Taylor for the introductions. "Real Things" by Javine plays and Silver and purple pyro goes off. As Miss Tara Lee comes out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp, taunting the crowd. Krysta Taylor: Coming to the ring, weighing in at 125 pounds. From Raleigh, North Carolina... Here is TARA LEE!!!! Tara enters the ring and waits for her opponents. The arena goes dark and the music hits and Tommi walks out and looks to her left then to her right then she walks down the ramp gets in the ring then she poses and blue pyro goes off from all 4 corners of the ring Krysta Taylor: In the ring now, weighing in at 115 pounds. From San Diego, California... She is TOMMI!!! The arena lights go out and several strobe lights go on, "Party Hard" by Andrew WK playing over the PA system. The strobe lights go out and the music stops. A man is heard counting down from five: "Five... four… three... two…" He screams out, "ONE!" Red spotlights circle the audience and the ring. The music starts up again. Finally, fire springs up in a circle on the stage and Mystika rises from the middle of it. She steps out of the fire and slowly makes her way to the ring. Krysta Taylor: And making her way to the ring, weighing in at 135 pounds. From Death Valley, California... Here is MYSTIKA!!! Mystika slides into the ring and goes right after Tommi. Mystika knocks down Tommi and begins punching the blond beauty like crazy. Tara comes up behind Mystika and grabs her by the hair. Tara hair tosses Mystika across the ring. Tara begins to put the boots to Mystika. Tommi comes up behind Tara, drop kicking her from behind to the outside. Tommi picks up Mystika and whips her into the ropes. Mystika ducks the clothesline and comes back, hitting Tommi with a flying forearm. Unbeknownst to Mystika, Tara has gotten up and is on the ring apron. Tara climbs to the top turnbuckle. Mystika turns and Tara goes for a cross body, but Mystika moves out of the way. Mystika picks up Tara and throws her over the ropes to the outside. Tommi's back up and goes to attack Mystika, but grabs Tommi's foot before she can connect with the Un-Expected. Mystika smiles before performing a great dragon screw leg whip, which sends Tommi through the ropes and next to Tara. Mystika jumps onto the top rope and hits both Tara and Tommi with Flight 457. Mystika gets back into the ring as the ref begins the 10 count. At 6, both Tommi and Tara gets into the ring. Tara charges at Mystika, but Mystika sidesteps her and pushes Tara into the corner. Tommi grabs Mystika's arm and goes to whip her into the opposite corner, but Myskita reverses, send Tommi hard into the corner. Mystika smiles and signals for the end and the crowd goes crazy. Mystika nails Tara with the Kiss of Death, and then nails Tommi with it as well. Tommi and Tara fall to the mat next to each other and Mystika goes to pin both girls. [1...] [2...] [3...] Krysta Taylor: Your winner of the match, MYSTIKA!!!!! Instead of "Party Hard" playing, "Be Obscene" by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system as Christian walks out with a mic in hand. He smiles as he looks into the ring. Christian: Wonderful showing Mystika. I'll keep you in mind for a title shot down the line. Tara, I always knew you were good on your back. But the real reason I'm out here is Tommi. Now Tommi, since you've gotten here in Divas Unleashed, you've done NOTHING. Plus last week, you took a prop for the Stripped Title contendership match, and used it. Then when that item was used in the match, it made the two contenders sick. So I think your time has come. Tommi... YOU'RE FIRED!!!! Security, take that whore out of my arena NOW!!! Security comes out and drags Tommi out of the arena. Tara and Mystika look shocked at what Christian just did. The camera is backstage once more, this time following Star as she makes her way about the corridors going where ever she is headed. She turns a corner to find herself by the refreshments table; in the corner Devin is putting his name on the sign up form for the Moralez invitational. Star: Hey baby! You going to enter huh? Devin: I sure am. After seeing you in the ring it has inspired me to try prove myself to you! Show you how much a real man I am! Star: Awww honey! That is so sweet of you. But you don’t have to prove yourself to me; I love you for who you are. Just then a voice comes from behind Stars shoulder. Mya: You may love him for who he is, but if he wins that tournament he will definitely prove one thing. That he’s better in the ring than you! Star spins round to see Mya at the coffee machine; she stomps of and gets up in the DU champions face. Star:That right huh? Well after I pin you tonight, Devin wont be the only won winning the prize at Anathema… because I will be walking out of the next pay-per view with my own prize… The Unleashed Championship! Mya: You wish Star! The only thing you’ll be walking away with at Anathema is your breasts out, Just like last weeks Exile! Star leaps at Mya and a catfight ensues on the floor backstage, both women grab a handful of each other’s hair and yell and scream as they roll about. Devin and a couple of the crew jump in and pull each other apart. Mya has a chunk of Star’s hair still in her hand as they are dragged away, star calls out at the top of her lungs as Devin hauls her back to the dressing room. Star: I’m going to get you bitch! Tonight I will not only win, I’ll set a date… August twenty fourth… Anathema. This isn’t the end Mya, it is just the beginning! Dylan: Can you believe Tommi got fired? Tonight is clearly about revenge; just look at most of the matches and it’s not hard to figure that out! But this next match is by far and away the most hate fuelled battle of the night… possibly? Renegade: Katrina is out to kick Dominatrix’s butt! But who the hell can tell what is going to happen? There are so many factors to this match, and most of them involve Dominatrix getting hurt. Dylan: Dominatrix certainly has made herself a big target here in the DU, not only did she have her two friends hand out a savage beating to Shane Rockford and Tequila, she also orchestrated the attack on Holly before causing Katrina to lose the Stripped Championship to Indigo! Renegade: And the rest of the Bod Squad! Dylan: Exactly! And that’s what brings us directly to this match. Kristin Wallace, part owner of DU and Bod Squad member! Made this match within moments of last week’s bra and panties match ending. Renegade: I think Dominatrix will be not only seeing one third of the Bod Squad tonight, but more than likely all of them! Just then in the ring. Krysta Taylor: The following match is set for one fall… and has now been made a no disqualification rules bout! Introducing first from New York City and weighing in at a total of one hundred and thirty five pounds… KATRINA! The lights dim as red and white spotlights circle the arena. Then red and silver pyros go off as "Freaking Out" by Adema hits. As Marky Chavez begins to sing, Katrina makes her way from behind the curtain carrying a plastic bag filled with some objects, one is a feather tickling stick, which sticks out of the top of the bag. She taunts the crowd as she makes her way into the ring. She slides into the ring and poses for the crowd. Renegade: Oh goodie! Kat brought toys… this is going to be good! Dylan: Well Katrina did admit to being into a little kinky action and stated the Dominatrix isn’t the only one that can get controlling. I guess the bag of toys will help Katrina prove it? Krysta Taylor: Her opponent?? Krysta looks about seemingly not having any information on Dominatrix. Krysta Taylor: Errr… Is the secretary of Mr Moralez… DOMINATRIX?? Dominatrix appears with no entrance music or any pyros, she looks really pissed at this fact and storms her way down to the ring. She slides under the bottom rope and heads straight for Krysta Taylor. Renegade: Uh oh… Run Krysta! But before Dominatrix can make it to her Katrina attacks with a diving clothesline, which catches Dom across the throat and knocks her to the mat. The two women then grab at each other and roll around the ring in typical girlie fighting fashion. They only come apart when Dominatrix manages to put a knee into Kat’s stomach. Dylan: Looks like Dominatrix finally gets the upper hand. Renegade: she didn’t break loose, no! She got her free-DOM! Hahaha. Dylan: Very witty, could you now please concentrate? Dom gets to her feet and gives Kat several boots to the mid section before lifting her up and sending her into the ropes. As Kat rebounds Dominatrix lifts her high for the flapjack, and then slaps on an ankle lock as Kat withers around in pain. Katrina grits her teeth and fights the pain, managing to hook an arm over the bottom rope. The ref breaks Dom’s hold much to her annoyance. Renegade: The ankle lock is a killer Dyldo! Not only can it be a match ender, but also in some cases it has been know to end careers! Dylan: … Renegade: Don’t look at me all gormless Silver! Call the match. Dylan: That is the first time I’ve ever heard you say something serious! Renegade: Well don’t get use to it! Hey look her boobs nearly popping out! Dominatrix helps Katrina back to her feet and again Irish whips her into the ropes. This Time as Kat bounces back she manages to duck under Dom who leap frogs, then as Katrina comes off the ropes again the avoid each other for a second time, This Time when Kat slides beneath Dominatrix’s legs. Katrina leaps to her feet and slaps a huge chop to Dom’s chest, followed by another. Dom replies with a chop of her own, the two exchange blows with each chop getting harder as they are unleashed. Dylan: Those chops are so hard I can almost feel them from here! Renegade: Hell have no fury like a woman scorned. And these two definitely have been by the looks of it! Dominatrix swings for another chop but Katrina blocks it by grabbing Dom’s arm and swinging her into a turnbuckle. Katrina then runs up and body splashes Dominatrix and follows it by grabbing Dom round the neck and pulling off a tornado DDT from the corner. Dominatrix lay flat out and Katrina dives for the cover. [1…] [2…] Dominatrix lifts a shoulder off the mat just in time and the ref signals no pin. Katrina sits up and looks at Dominatrix who is busy trying to catch her breath. Dylan: That was so close! Katrina gets to her feet and then ventures outside the ring to get her bag of goodies. She re-enters the ring empties the bag out onto the canvas to reveal the feather tickling stick, some handcuffs, a lighter, a candle and most notorious of all… a leather whip. Renegade: Oh mummy… It’s playtime! But just as Katrina bends down to pick up the feather stick Dominatrix lurches over and rolls Kat up in a schoolboy pin. [1…] [2…] Katrina pushes out of the pin and rolls across the mat; this gives Dominatrix just enough time to get up with the leather whip in her hand. She lashes out the whip and it connects with Kat’s back, Katrina screams out in agony! Again and again Dominatrix strikes at Katrina’s back as she desperately tries to crawl away. The back of Katrina begins swell up with big red marks from the whip, Dom then gets bored with that and picks up the candle stick. She then finds the lighter and buts flame to the candle, Dominatrix then proceeds to stand over Katrina a drop the hot burning wax onto Kat’s marked back. Renegade: You know Katrina should have to pay extra for that treatment right? Some places don’t offer that as part of the package deal! Dylan: Well you’d know! All I know is that Katrina must be in a lot of pain. Katrina finally manages to roll out of the ring and drop to the floor; Dominatrix takes the opportunity to pose for the crowd and mock Kat for thinking she could dominate like her. Katrina though suddenly finds away to block the pain and re-enters the ring, unnoticed by Dominatrix, Kat comes up from behind and hits her with a Russian leg sweep. Katrina then hauls up Dom and Irish whips her into the ropes, she flies back to be hit with the “Kat Kall”. Renegade: Ouch… That looked pretty dominating! Katrina goes to the top rope and dives off for the “Kat’s eye”, she lands solidly and covers. [1…] [2…] Katrina suddenly sits up with an idea; she breaks the count at two and gets the feather tickling stick. She then turns Dominatrix over onto her stomach before straddling her. Kat then removes one of Dominatrix’ wrestling boots and begins to tickle Dom’s foot with the tickling stick in a weird looking Boston grab type manoeuvre. Dom reaches out for the rope, half laughing and half screaming. She fights it for as long as she can before tapping out. The ref calls for the bell! Krysta Taylor: Here is your winner… Katrina! Dylan: She did it! And without the help of her Bod Squad buddies. Renegade: I guess that she proved it? She is more dominating than Dominatrix! Katrina stands up and holds her hands aloft, posing for the cameras. Dominatrix is up fast though and takes hold of the leather whip once more; she starts whacking Kat as she is celebrating. Katrina falls to the mat as Dominatrix goes ballistic with the whip. Dylan: What a sore loser! Renegade: Err… I think Kat is the one that’s sore! Suddenly the crowd is distracted form the action in the ring as Jackman comes running out to ringside. He slides in and starts throwing some orders as Dominatrix, who gets what he is implying and grabs the handcuffs. She then hands the cuffs over and Jackman takes one of Katrina’s hands and cuffs her to the ropes. Kat goes white with fear as she realises what punishment she could be about to face. Dylan: What is he doing? He isn’t allowed to touch the females! Renegade: I know that, we all do! But it seems he is going to take revenge for what the Bod Squad did to Indigo last week. Jackman stands over the helpless Katrina snarling and drooling as he looks down on her evilly, then without warning he spins and punches Dominatrix full in the face knocking her clean off her feet. Dylan: OH MY GOD! Renegade: Holly shit! Jackman lifts up Dominatrix with one arm and holds her above his head, he then chokeslams her as the silent crowd look on in stunned silence. He doesn’t stop and hauls her up before slinging her into a corner; she lay against the turnbuckle literally out on her feet. Katrina can’t believe what she is seeing, as nor does anyone. Jackman lifts Dominatrix up to the top rope before climbing up himself, he signals to the crowd that “The Wake Up Call” is coming. Dylan: He wouldn’t! Renegade: One word… Fired! Just as Jackman prepares to leap off and take Dominatrix with him, a call over the PA screams out. Moments later Christian Moralez comes out with a furious look and tone. Christian: You dare you bastard! What do you think you are doing? You know the stipulation of your contract. You a forbidden from man handling any woman on the roster, in which case it give me great pleasure to say the following… YOU’RE FIRED! Dylan: Jackman has been fired! Moralez terminates his contract, no more living nightmare! Renegade: He maybe fired but I don’t think he’ll go quietly. Jackman can be mouthing at Moralez, although hard to make out Moralez seems to get the message. Christian: Oh you’re saying that only Shane Rockford can fire you. Well Shane I demand you come out here and fire this freaking animals contract! Christian turns to look at the curtain, several moments pass with no sign of the part DU owner. Then “Faint” By Linkin Park hits the PA and Shane hobbles out on his crutches looking mad as hell, he takes the mic from Christian and then starts. Shane: I have warned you time and time again, yet it doesn’t seem to sink into your thick head does it? I wont have any Roster member beaten to a pulp by you, so seeing as me putting a no touching stipulation on your contract has done nothing to stop you I guess I have no other choice! Renegade: Here’s the confirmation, no Moralez Invitational spot for Jackman! Dylan: He’s fired! Shane looks down as if he doesn’t want to say the following lines. Shane: I have no other choice but to… fiiii..free you from your stipulation! Go ahead and burry the bitch!! Jackman nods and launches off the top rope delivering “The Wake Up Call” to Dominatrix. Christina Moralez puts both his hands on top of his head and falls to his knees as Jackman and Dominatrix crash to the mat. Dylan: WHAT THE F**K? Renegade: He’s not fired then??? As Christian looks on a gasp, Shane turns to his co-partner and spills the beans. Shane: See Christian, I can’t fire Jackman because as of four o’clock today the stipulation to his contract was removed! Why? Because he is now my very own personal bodyguard! That’s right, after what happened last week it dawned on me that it wasn’t Dominatrix that ordered those guys to beat up half my staff and me… it was you wasn’t it! I’m not stupid Moralez; I know you are trying to run Kristin and me out of here with your bully tactics. Well I’m not going to run! With Jackman by my side I need not worry about sneak attacks from your band of unsavoury followers, no with him free to punish whoever he pleases! I know you will think twice before you trying to pull that kind of crap again! Jackman exits the ring leaving Dominatrix out cold. He slowly starts to walk up the ramp glaring at Moralez. Shane: I’d leave whilst you can Christian, as you can see I am in no state to hold him back! Christian Moralez gets to his feet and darts through the curtain backstage. Jackman reaches the top of the ramp and walks over to Shane Rockford, the two stare each other out for a moment until Shane extends a hand, which Jackman shakes. They smile and laugh before leaving the arena. Dylan: Last week they were the greatest of enemies and now they are best buddies! With Jackman on the loose I suggest everyone sleeps with one eye open! Renegade: Oh this is not good news… not good news at all! -Diva’s Australian tour promo- Dylan: Can tonight get anymore bizarre? Renegade: I can’t tell you if it will or not Dyldo! But what I can tell you is this… Jackman is Shane Rockford’s hired guard. Jackman’s the smoking gun in Rocko’s trophy cabinet and that means a whole world of trouble for anyone who angers him. Dylan: It just goes to show, any man can be bought if the price is right. After weeks of Jackman and Rockford being at each other’s throats they are now cohorts working together. I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, the world of sports entertainment will always pull the surprises that no one else can! The camera turns to DU interviewer Josh Diaz as he stands with the returning Tara Lee. Tara mops herself down, still a little sweaty from her earlier match. Josh Diaz: Tara, can I just say how great it is to have you back! From the reaction of the crowd out there tonight, it’s fair to say they also have missed your presence here on Exile. Tara Lee: Well of course they have Josh you silly boy, I am Tara Lee! Without me Exile is only half the show it should be. Josh Diaz: Yeah?? Anyway, what everybody would like to know is how are you mentally after the devastating death of Reece here on Exile just two weeks ago. Tara pulls a face to look sad, although whether here emotion is genuine or real is very questionable. Tara Lee: Well as you know Josh, after the tragic death of my beloved puppy Reece I just had to book myself into the Whitehalls clinic for some psychotherapy. Loosing Reece almost made me contemplate taking my own life, so I had to seek some professional advice and get help so I could overcome this bad period of my life. Josh Diaz: Yes?? It must have been a really trying time for you? Anyway you are back now, so what has the new fresh-faced Tara Lee going to approach the next few weeks in the build up to Anathema? Tara Lee: Fresh faced, you can really tell? Wow, The doctor said it would be a week or so before I could see the visible results, but you can see them you say? I mean you did say I looked fresh-faced right? Whoever said botox was a bad idea has just been proven wrong haven’t they! Josh Diaz: Erm… yeah? So what are your plans now that you are back? Tara Lee: Oh I have plans, first of them being is to set a challenge! That’s right. I Tara Lee challenge anyone who dares get in the ring with me, to step forward and make yourself known. And to do it quick because I challenge whoever wants to fight me, to face me at the next pay-per view, Anathema! Just then Bianca steps up next to Tara Lee, looks her up and down and then leans forward to speak into Josh’s microphone. Bianca: I’ll face you pretty girl… and to make it more interesting I’ll face you for the Rockford State Championship, that I just won here tonight in my debut match by the way! Josh Diaz: Is that an acceptance to Tara Lee’s Challenge Bianca? Bianca: It sure is! Bianca walks off with the Rockford State belt slung over her shoulder, Tara watches her closely as she disappears. Josh Diaz: Well there you have it, Tara Lee versus Bianca at Anathema! Happy Tara? Tara Lee: Um… sure? Is she new round here? -Ringside Magazine Commercial- Dylan: Well ever since Indigo returned to DU she has had in for her old team mates the Bod Squad, It seems not a week passes without Indigo or the Bod Squad coming to blows and well… Here we go again! Newly crowned Stripped champion Indigo puts it all on the line as she faces off against Crystal of the Bod Squad. Renegade: This should be one hell of a catfight Dyldo. These chicks have been going at it for weeks now! Lets hope we get to one of these two naked. I am rooting for Indigo, seeing as we got to see everything she has last week I think it would be nice if we got to see Crystals good this one! Dylan: Is naked woman all you think about? Renegade: Apart from eating, drinking, and sleeping… yep pretty much! "Brackish" by Kittie hits the PA system as light blue strobes dance around on the stage. Crystal runs out on stage moshing & headbanging for the crowd. She runs from one side of the ramp to the other before walking down the ramp jamming to her entrance music. Once she reaches the ring apron, she pulls herself up and then leans her back against the ropes. She then falls backwards into the ring and lands on her feet. She pulls her head up slowly at first, with her hair down in front of her face. She then in one quickly motion flings her head back, with her hair a blur of light blue, as she places her arms in the air. She then walks over to the turnbuckle and poses for the crowd for a few seconds. She steps down adjusts the bottom of her pants. Dylan: you know? I can’t help but think I’ve seen that entrance somewhere else before! Krysta Taylor: first… introducing from Sopkane and weighing in at one hundred and eight pounds… CRYSTAL!!! Renegade: She looks ready for this one Silver! Krysta Taylor: Her opponent… from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at one hundred and fifty pounds, the DU Stripped Champion… INDIGO!!! As “Hate Me Now” by P.Diddy starts on the PA system the lighting around the divatron turn a dark purple, moments later the entrance way is illuminated by a huge bursts of bright purple and pink pyrotechnics. As the fiery pryos begin to die out Indigo stomps out from behind the curtain and onto the stage. She stands at the edge of the ramp and sneers out at the crowd as they jeer and boo her. She then walks down to the ring where she slides under the bottom rope and gets up on one of the turnbuckles. She holds up the Stripped title and glares around the arena with evil intent in her eyes, one final blast of purple pyros end her music and she gets down ready to fight. Dylan: Well you said crystal was up for it, but look at Indigo… Man that is scary! The bell rings and the match gets underway with Crystal clothes lining Indigo. But Indigo is straight back up to her feet and ducks under the second clothesline attack from Crystal. Indigo turns as crystal does and whacks her right in the mid-section with a huge body punch, she follows it up with a combination knee strike that has Crystal flat out on the floor. Dylan: What power! You can tell that training with Jackman is really benefiting her. Indigo then puts her left boot on the forehead of her opponent and poses with her biceps flexed as the ref counts. [1…] [2…] Renegade: No count! Crystal pushes Indigo’s boot away and gets to her feet. Indigo tries an atomic drop but Crystal reverses out of it and hits Indigo with a side backdrop, which puts the champ on the mat. Crystal waits for indigo to rise before flying through the air and hitting a perfect enzuigiri kick to Indigo’s temple, Indigo manages to stay on her feet but whilst shaking the daze out of her head gets hit with another move as Crystal performs a falling neckbreaker. Crystal gets up and slaps on a cross arm stretch, which has Indigo gasping for air. Dylan: If Indigo thought she would walk this match tonight, she must realise by now she isn’t! Crystal is a strong competitor and some of the moves she has already shown prove she could very well walk away with the belt. Renegade: Just let there be flesh… please lord, I’m begging you! Crystal releases the hold and attempts a pin. [1…] Indigo pushes Crystal off with great strength and gets back to her feet. They then lock up but it doesn’t last long as Indigo over powers Crystal and strikes her with huge great thumps to the back. With Crystal bent over Indigo takes advantage and bulldogs her down to the mat, she then climbs to the top rope preparing an aerial assault. Indigo leaps high into the arena sky aiming to hit Crystal with a diving headbutt, but Crystal moves and indigo slams head first into the mat. Crystal then picks up Indigo and sends her into the ropes, as she bounces back Crystal picks up Indigo and lifts her onto her back, but Indigo slides down and locks Crystal into a school boy pin. [1...] [2...] Crystal kicks out and Indigo looks pissed. Indigo grabs Crystal by her hair, then plants her down with the Face-Lift. Indigo gets behind Crystal and puts her in a sleeper hold. Crystal begins to lose consciousness. The ref begins to check Crystal. As the ref raises her hand a third time, she holds it up. Crystal hits Indigo in the gut with her elbow. Indigo lets go of Crystal and the Femme Fatale gets up. She grabs Indigo and whips her into the rope, then hitting her with a spinning heel kick. Crystal brings indigo back up to her feet only to put her back down with Evil Majesty. Crystal goes for the pin. [1...] [2...] Indigo kicks out, Crystal reins some more blows down onto the body of Indigo. As she does she suddenly notices something, she then reaches into the trunks of Indigo and pulls out the dreaded lead member. Crystal begins to grin, she gets to her feet and fakes that she is hurt by stumbling backward. The ref goes to se if she is okay, but as he checks she clocks him with the member and he falls out of the ring to the floor below. Dylan: Oh no! With the ref out of the way Crystal can do as she pleases. Crystal waits for Indigo to get up, as she does Crystal smashes the metal member of the top of Indigo’s head. Indigo stumbles but remains standing, so Crystal hits her once more. Indigo drops to her knee but amazingly begins to rise again, Crystal becomes enraged and takes another swipe but Indigo leans forward under the lurching Crystal and send her out over the top rope to the concrete floor below. Dylan: how is she still standing? Renegade: I’ll give her this, she is one tough diva! Indigo slides out the ring and picks up Crystal, she the lifts her way about her head with a body press and slams her down face first on the steel steps. Indigo then hauls her up and rolls her back into the ring, she then gets Crystal standing and hits her “Beeatch” finisher and covers. Dylan: there’s no referee! The crowd begin to count and reach seven before another official comes running form the back. He flies down the ramp and in under the bottom rope and begins his count. [1...] [2...] [3...] Krysta Taylor: Your winner of the match and still Divas Unleashed Stripped Champion.... INDIGO!!!! Dylan: well she did it, Indigo is still the DU Stripped Champion! Renegade: I am getting fed up with this, when am I going to see some nudity tonight? Dylan: Probably when your back at the hotel looking at yourself in the mirror! But that’s then, this is now. Indigo brutalized Crystal at the finish, what power that woman has! Indigo is handed her title and again raises it above her head to show to the crowd. She gives Crystal one last kick before she exits the arena and EMT’s come out to take care of Crystal. Dylan: Another classic, I’m sure that this is not the end of the Indigo, Bod Squad feud! Renegade: I think that is the most obvious thing you’ve said tonight, and trust me you’ve said a lot of obvious crap again as usual! It has been a busy night backstage and yet again the camera is there to pick up yet more action, again from the refreshments area. This time the camera picks up on Dominatrix as she stands over her to male friends with a neck brace on and holding an ice pack to her head. Still she looks like like the evil headmistress and they the naughty pupils. She paces back and forth watching over her men as they sign up for the Moralez Invitational. Both men looking like they have been bullied into entering, they finish signing up and hand the paper to Dominatrix to inspect. Dominatrix: Very good. Now all you have to do in that match is single out that asshole Jackman! After what he did to me tonight he’s going to pay! A deep rugged voice is suddenly heard from her left. Jackman: That form free? I wouldn’t mind adding my name to the list! You know, so I can be singled out. Dominatrix’s face drops in fear as she turns to see Jackman towering over her. Her two male partners leap up from their seats and make a dash at Jackman, But the seven foot monster is more than ready, he double clotheslines them to the floor before lifting one of the men up and suplexing him threw the sandwich table. Jackman the lifts the other guy up off the floor and hoists him up for the chokeslam, suddenly Gabriel appears and knocks Jackman over with a shoulder block to the knee. Then Devin appears and leaps in as a brawl breaks out between the contestants who have signed up for Mr Moralez’ tournament. Members of the rigging crew and a bunch of security men come running up to put and end to the fight, but upon seeing that it is the men of the DU fighting they all stand back well out of the way. From brawl the camera cuts to elsewhere in the building to where Kristin Wallace is standing outside a door. The plague on the door reads “Shane Rockford”, Kristin goes to knock but them pulls back in hesitation, then again she raises her hand with a clenched fist. She pauses once more with a look as if to say she is not sure in her eyes, she then looks back at the plague and knocks. A muffled call from Shane is heard and she opens the door. Kristin: We need to talk! Shane’s voice is heard coming from within the room. Shane: Okay, come in. Kristin then walks in and the door closes behind her. Renegade: What is that about? Dylan: I don’t know? I really just don’t understand what is going on around here anymore! I mean look at tonight, we’ve had more twists than Katrina’s husband to be Shane “Hurricane” Helms! Renegade: Well we can talk about that later, and lord knows… you will! But right now we got the main event to think about Dyldo. Dylan: Oh right… Yeah I almost forgot in all the chaos. Renegade: How could you forget this match? This one has been boiling up ever since Mya beat Star for both Stripped and Unleashed titles back at Femme Fatality! And who knows, if Star gain pin Mya tonight they may very well be doing it all over again at Anathema? Krysta Taylor enters the ring with her microphone and announces the competitors for the night’s main event. Krysta Taylor: The following contest is the evenings main event, and is a re-match for the July pay-per view Femme Fatality… First hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, she weighs in at One hundred and forty pounds… The glittering goddess… STAR! The arena goes dark. "What If" By Aaliyah blasts over the P.A system and pumps through the entire arena as a strobe light begins to flash and a slight for covers the stage. Star appears through the fog to a large pop from the crowd, hands on her hips and a smug look on her face. "Star you’re my shinning light" and "Dump Devin! Have me" are a few of the many signs that immediately jolted into the air as Star makes her way down the ramp and into the ring, she enters the ring and climbs to the top rope and poses for the fans with cameras. Krysta Taylor: Her opponent weighs in at one hundred and thirty five pounds and hails from London England; she is not only the DU’s very own Anti-heroin… But also your Divas Unleashed world champion… MYA! All goes quiet in the arena as the suspense of the next ring appearance mutes the crowd. The lights dies and the silence along with the dark prove too much for people. Suddenly the opening riffs of Neptune trigger off a parade of boos and jeers as The DU’s Own Personal Anti-Heroin steps out into the shadows. The only light is that of the Divatron. The movie shows disturbing images of Mya musing in the gutter, angsting in her own blood and drowning her sorrows with her liquid joy. Words quickly flash between each shot; death, angel, cry, wounds, heart to name a few. She ignores the hate from the fans as she comes to the ring; occasionally she glances up at some fans in particular and gives them a look that could burn a hole through stone. She climbs into the ring as the lights come back on again and her music slowly fades outs. Renegade: She is one scary lady Silver. I think she could be the only diva that I wouldn’t like to meet down a dark alley! Dylan: That’s funny because Star may well be the only one of the roster prepared to go down a dark alleyway with you. Then again, here intentions for taking you down there would be very different for the ones you’d have in mind. The referee calls both Mya and Star to the centre of the ring and then calls for the bell. Both women stand only a matter of inches away from each other sternly glaring at the other. Neither woman blink nor break their line of vision as it suddenly becomes a competition to see which one flinches first. Mya is first to move throwing and elbow at Star, but Star is focussed and blocks easily. Grabbing Mya’s elbow she twists the women’s champ around and pushes her off into the ropes, mya uses her momentum and springs off into the air using the bottom ropes and connects with Star using a diving back elbow. Mya is quick to get Star back to her feet and suplexe her back down to the mat, she does this a second time and follows it up with an elbow drop. Dylan: I don’t think will see any funny business in this match Rene, these two women are focussed on one thing only… victory! Mya then gets Star in a chin lock and grunts and growls as Star fights the pain. After a minute or so Mya releases the hold and takes a few steps backward, she then takes a run up and goes for a diving drop kick to Star’s back. The glittering Goddess is quick to move though and Mya kicks air before landing on her front, Star gets to her feet and slaps a headlock on Mya. Star then lets go and quickly darts behind the woman’s champ where she manoeuvres Mya for a pump handle slam, Mya slams down hard and grabs the small of her back as Star intervenes and puts an armbar on Mya. Renegade: I think you’re right… we’ve seen several technical moves already, how boring. Dylan: What a classic you mean! Mya out stretches an arm to grab the bottom rope and after a number of attempts finally manages to get a grip on the lower rope, the ref breaks Star’s hold. Both women get back to their feet and again stand and glare at each other, Star then runs and takes Mya down with a short arm clothesline and follows her attack up by lifting Mya’s leg high into the air and dropping it so it smashes into the mat. Mya rolls up in the fetal position clutching her leg and grimacing in pain. Star then sits on the top rope and jumps off for a diving jackhammer, Mya moves in time though and Star eats mat. Mya helps up star and Irish whips her into the corner, the champ then hoists Star up so she is sitting on the top rope and then hits a Frankenstiener. Dylan: Big impact move from Mya! Renegade: Some call it a hurricarrana, other call it the Frankenstiener… I just call it painful! Mya climbs the ropes and jumps with a diving elbow, landing hard across the chest of Star. [1…] [2…] Star kicks out just in time, Mya picks her up and suplexes her once more. Mya locks her arm around Star ready to deliver the DDT, but Star counters sending Mya up and landing on her back. With Star’s head still in Mya’s arm, she twists her body over and lies across Mya also hooking a leg. [1…] [2…] The Unleashed Champion thrusts a shoulder up and the ref stops his count. Star sits up and looks at him with a questioning expression, she then hauls Mya up and swings her into the ropes. Once more Mya uses her excellent aerial ability and with the help of the ropes hits her “Portrait Of Pain” manoeuvre on Star, Mya approaches Star ready for another move but gets a kick to the face as Star leaps up and hits one of her own patented moves the “Mundane Makeover”. Dylan: Wow, they are both hitting each other with their best moves. This isn’t just about a victory people, no! This is about pride and honour. Renegade: I wish it was about bra’s and panties. Dylan: You would! Star hauls Mya back to her feet and scopes her up and hits a hard body slam. As Mya lay catching her breathe Star goes over ready to perch up on the ropes once more. As Star begins to climb the ropes Mya suddenly sits up looking like she has risen from the dead and runs over to hit her “Tainted Upbringing” move, which leaves Star flat on the canvas looking as she is out cold. Mya dives for the cover. [1…] [2…] Dylan: NO! Star kicks out. Who would believe it? Renegade: I have to admit these two are throwing everything at each other and it just isn’t working. Man they want it so bad they’re wont lie down for anything! Mya holds her head in disbelief, she then decides to slap another big move on Star so climbs the ropes and launches for her “Devils Kisses”. Once more an aerial move doesn’t go to plan as Star rolls to one side and out of Mya’s reach. Mya clampers to her knees and hangs out over the second rope looking dazed, Star sees Mya’s position and can see that it is perfect for the “Star Spangled Hammer”. Mya flies backward into the centre of the ring but doesn’t lie down; in fact she is straight back to her feet and ready to meet Star as she approaches. They lock up and struggle to overcome each other’s strength; Mya eventually wins and send Star stumbling backwards into the corner. Mya then goes over and throws a big chop to Star’s chest; she then throws several more before getting Star up onto the top rope once again. Dylan: I don’t think Mya will go for the hurricarrana this time. Renegade: You mean the Frankenstiener! Dylan: Whatever? Mya runs her thumb slowly across her throat to signal the end and then hits her finisher “Death From Above”. Both women lie on the canvas for a moment before Mya gets up and makes the cover. [1…] [2…] Star thrusts her shoulder up off the mat to everybody’s surprise. Dylan: She kicked out!!… She kicked out!! Renegade: Holly cow! Has anyone ever kicked out of Death From Above? Mya can’t believe it, she gets to her feet and starts shoving the referee feeling he counted to slow and that the pin should count. Star slowly begins to get to her feet, obviously running on pure adrenaline by now, Mya notices this and runs at her giving a blood curdling scream. Mya goes for a clothesline but Star ducks, both women spin and Star kicks Mya in the mid-section and hits her “Sparkling Intuition” finisher. With my stretched out on the mat Star makes the cover. [1…] [2…] Mya kicks out! Dylan: What on earth? Not even they’re big finishing move are working! What will it take? Star doesn’t argue or make a fuss; instead she quickly returns to her feet and picks up Mya. Star again hits her finishing manoeuvre and pins. Renegade: That ought to do it! [1…] [2…] [3…] Renegade: I told you didn’t I! Dylan: She did it… Star has her revenge! Krysta Taylor: Here is your winner… STAR!! Star climbs to her feet with tears of joy in her eyes, Devin comes sprinting down to the ring and lifts her up on his shoulder. Mya meanwhile rolls out of the ring and angrily snatches her title from an official; she then walks up the ramp with her stare clearly locked on the victorious Star. Dylan: Well folks, you have just witnessed one of the classics of our time, I’m sure of it! Star gets the victory she has graved so much, and my doesn’t she deserve it. Renegade: I have to admit, it was an awesome night. I mean… it would have been better if it had a little flesh but oh well. Dylan: I know, my heart can’t ake much more of this, it’s been an amazing night! But unfortunately that’s it for this week folks, be sure to tune in next week when I am certain all hell is about to be unleashed! Night Exile ends with a shot of Star waving to the crowd as she goes back behind the curtain. Brought to you by the Scott Garland Media Group Epilogue This weeks results where written by Katrina, Crystal & myself (Jackman). Sorry they are late, but better late than never huh? Anyway I hope you enjoyed the results this week; I had a blast putting together Exile this week! Thanks for letting me loose on it. That said I would like to give a big warm welcome return to the boss, we’ve missed you! The Moralez Invitational: Anyone who wishes to put their manager (must be male) forward for the tournament, then please let it be known. Anathema card will be up within the next few days, if you do not have a match and would like to be involved then again please scream very loud so we know. Look out for the next Exile card coming very shortly, plus the Anathema card will be up this week also! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the show and like our storylines so far