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Friday March 11th 2005
Journalist: Damn it, where the hell is Katsumi? She called all us out here, and she’s not even here for her own press conference.
Photographers: You know, Katsumi, she always has to make a grand entrance.
Journalist #2: I don’t care, if she doesn’t come here in the next 2 minutes, then I’m walking.
Journalist #3: Hey, I heard that Beyonce is doing some a few miles from here.
Photographers #1: She would make a nice spread on the cover of Source.
[All made the decision to leave, but the press stops when hearing something large approaching, as they soon see a dark red tour bus with a large picture of Katsumi Asaka in a red dress on it, rolling in the parking area.]
Journalist: Damn, she came.
Photographers: I only hope that she is wearing something revealing for the spread.
[Bus stops besides the press, a Tech person comes out of nowhere with a roll of red carpet in his hands, and places the roll right at the door, pushes the carpet out, causing the press to move out of the way of the red carpet, as the carpet makes a long passage that is suited only for royalty.]
Journalist #2 (looks dully): Can you believe this?
Journalist #3 (looks modesty): Well, she does call herself “The Queen”.
[Approaches the door, Tech person knocks on the door, giving Katsumi inside the sign that the carpet is ready for her. Door sharply opens; the Tech person falls to the ground, unconscious from the door slamming into his face, as Katsumi Asaka, wearing a tight and short red dress that makes her trademark natural breasts bulging out from the top, and also wears knee high black leather boots, and has red color flower in her brown hair, pops out of the bus with a wide smile. Eiji follows behind his Mistress, as he stands behind her, wearing a black color suit with matching tie, and his trademark shades over his eyes.]
Katsumi (stares at the press contently): Hi everybody! The true Queen has finally arrived to Diva Unleashed, and is ready to answer any of your questions to put in your hot sellers. Well, they’re going to be hot sellers after you all put my face and my words in them. Wouldn’t that be nice?
[Katsumi giggles from the comment she made to them. The press conference, which she has set up to give her more publicity before her very match, was now underway.]
Katsumi (smirks): Well, start asking your little questions, and do try to make them short, because I have to get ready for my match, so I can teach those bottom feeding sluts where they belong, underneath my expensive platinum high heels.
Journalist (rises hand): I got a question.
Katsumi: Yes?
Journalist (stares at Katsumi): Roger Foley, I’m from Pop News Today, and I was wondering if you were nervous on competing in your first match?
Katsumi (scoffs): Nervous? Why in the fucking hell should I be nervous?
Roger: Uh, well, because you don’t have any experience on being a wrestler, as you only have experience on being a Pop Idol.
Katsumi (folds her arms across her chest): The only people who should be nervous are that disobedient little heifer, Phoenix, and that freakiest Mexicana with the centipede for an eyebrow. They don’t know what they have gotten themselves into, as they will be heading to my “Dojo of Greatness” where they’re going to get schooled on not to fuck with “The Queen” of this league. They should be quite honored that they will be defeated by moi, after all who can say that they were defeated by royalty.
Oh, and what is your name again?
Roger: Uh, my name is Roger Foley.
Katsumi (nods): Eiji, please get rid of this fucking idiot for asking a stupid question.
[Roger looks confused about what she meant by that, but soon felt someone lifting him up by the back of the collar of his shirt, and sees that it was Eiji who holding him off the ground, as Eiji escorts away from the press conference. Watches with shock, the press couldn’t believe that Katsumi was having the journalist, Roger ejected from her very press conference.]
Roger: Hey, you can’t do this! I’m going to sue me!
Katsumi (scoffs): Haven’t you heard, I’m “The Queen”, and “The Queen” doesn’t get sued by penniless journalist who still lives with their mother in her basement.
[Katsumi stares at the press.]
Katsumi: Now, with that pest out of the way, we can continue this press conference.
Journalist #2 (rises a hand): I have a question.
Katsumi (stares at that journalist): Yes?
Journalist #3: Connie Lee, I’m from Top Idol Magazine, and I was wondering have you made a date for your album about your adventures as a wrestler here in Divas Unleashed.
Katsumi: Now, that is an intelligent question. To answer your question Connie, I’m still undecided about when that album will be coming out. Hopefully, it should be coming out summer of 2005, or perhaps sooner. Never know, so all I have to say is keep your eyes out for that album, but in the meantime I will be continuing to do albums about ninjas, love, sex, sadness, and other emotions that I can bring into my music.
Connie: I have one other question. You already know that
Katrina is a singer too. I was wondering if you and
Katrina will be doing a single together.
Katsumi (looks dully): Why should I? I listened to her so-called great album, and all I have to say that it sounded like I was listening to screaming cats. Whoever gave her label deal needs to either clean out their fucking ears of all that wax, or be shot for signing her. So, will I be doing a track with Katrina? Oh, hell fucking no.
Journalist #4 (looks at Katsumi): Katsumi, Katsumi! Daniel
Persia, I’m from Wrestling Today News. And I was wondering if you have any plans to capture any titles while you are here, and if so what title will be working for to get?
Katsumi: An asinine question from an asinine prick. Of course, I’m going to go after a title, and I’m going to go after the Unleashed Title, since no one of importance is holding it right now.
Daniel: But there’s already an Unleashed Champion, Star, the one who defeated Yuku Shiro for the title.
[With a split instinct, Katsumi swiftly lunges at Daniel, strikes Daniel in the groin with a sharp kick, then follows up with a mid-air roundhouse kick, which looks even better than Jean-Claude Van Damme’s. Gasps, the press looks with utter shock from seeing that, not expecting her to attack Daniel in that matter. Stomps down on Daniel’s balls, Daniel yells out in great pain, holding his groin, trying to remove Katsumi’s foot from his area, but Katsumi kept her foot there, as she rests her elbow on her bended knee, and glares down at Daniel.]
Katsumi (stomps down on his groin): Star.
[Katsumi stomps down on his area again.]
Katsumi: Star.
[Katsumi stomps down on his groin one final time.]
Katsumi: Star! That’s all I’m only fucking hearing about throughout this dump. Firstly, she strolling around stealing my name, “Queen” and prancing around thinking she knows everything. That glitter up hoe doesn’t know jack shit. She doesn’t know how to wrestle. She doesn’t know how to dress. She just doesn’t know shit. The only “Queen” and only fucking me! You hear me, you crushed balls fuck! She’s nothing! If she was a true Unleashed Champion, then she would accept my challenge to see who are the true Queen and the true Unleashed Champion in this dump. But of course, the little slut, isn’t going to accept my challenge, because her ass is fucking afraid, and rather compete against those who nothing more then amateurs, mere pathetic amateurs. However, that imposter can’t hold avoid forever, as sooner or later she’s going to visit my “Dojo of Greatness” and get taught that I’m the one and only Queen here. This press conference is over.
[Moves foot away from Daniel’s groin, Daniel holds and favors his sensitive area, but Katsumi kicks his groin for good measure, before walking back on the bus. Press stands out there in complete shock, not expecting her to react like that. Two photographers help the injured Daniel, as they walk away with the other press.]
[On the bus, Katsumi gets greeted by her personal makeup artist, Saki, but Katsumi pushes her out of her way, as she disappears behind some curtains where she begins to change into her wrestling attire, that the personal designer, Joy created just for her. Enters back on the bus, Eiji closes the door behind him, as he looks around, and notices Saki.]
Eiji: Is Mistress here?
[Saki nods in reply.]
Eiji: Mistress, how did the press conference go?
Katsumi (changing into her attire): Fucking fantastic, I’m all fired up and motivated to kick those sluts’ asses now. The sooner I get through this will be the better, since I want that imposter, Star bitch in the ring for her fucking title.
Eiji: But Mistress, I believe you must climb the ranks first before getting your shot at her.
Katsumi (peek her head out of the curtains and glares at
Eiji): What?
Eiji: I believe you have to climb the ranks first.
Katsumi (scoffs): Those other hags can waste their time climbing up the ranks while I’m going to already on the top. I’m “The Queen”, and “The Queen” is always on top.
Eiji: I don’t think they allow you to do that. This place does have rules.
[Goes back in the curtains, Katsumi continues to put on her attire.]
Katsumi: Rules are meant to be broken, that’s only purpose to broken in life.
[Katsumi slips her hand out of the curtains, and snaps her fingers impatiently, as Eiji and Saki looks with confusion, not knowing what Katsumi wanted.]
Katsumi (peek her head out of the curtains and glares at
Saki): Hello, I am talking to you!
Saki: Oh, sorry, Ms. Asaka!
[Saki enters behind the curtains with Katsumi.]
Katsumi: Ow, you stupid bitch! Watch my foot!
Saki: Sorry, Ms. Asaka!
Eiji: Mistress, I got an idea, if you want to get underneath Star’s skin and show these people that you deserve a shot, and then perhaps you should climb up the ranks, rapidly, after all you did climb up the Pop Charts in the matter of 3 days in Japan.
Katsumi: That’s a dumb idea.
Eiji (looks with shame): Sorry, Mistress.
Katsumi: Hey, I got an idea. Why don’t I stick it to that glitter slut, that I can play the game, by quickly climbing up ladder, then of course, this will cause the sheep to be behind me, and want me to go up against Star, and this would cause the slut to either buckle under the pressure of the sheep or to finally accept my challenge. If she doesn’t accept it, then the sheep will boo her, and shed her self-image as the Glitter Princess, Diva, or what shit she calls herself. Damn, I am smart bitch.
Eiji (looks modesty): Yes, you are, Mistress.
[Curtains open, Eiji looks with utter surprise from seeing Katsumi in her new black ninja attire with calf high black leather boots, and also sees that she has a strange black color marking on the left side of her beautiful face.]
Eiji (looks more curious at the marking): Mistress, you look very beautiful.
Katsumi (places her hands on her hips and looks dully): Duh, I was blessed by the Goddess of Beauty.
Eiji (looks more curious at the marking): What does that marking mean, Mistress?
Katsumi (giggles and smirks): That I’m going to kick sluts’ asses, starting with stupid bitch, Phoenix and that hideous Mexicana freak.
[Fade into the start of DU's Exile, Live from ARCO Arena]
JLT: Welcome to DU's Exile people. We have a jam packed arena here tonight and what a show for you. In our Main Event we have Star…
Leah: Shut up right there. I don't want to hear that girl's name.
JLT: Well Leah, it seems as if you haven't changed. Wow, what a great show tonight!
Leah: Says who?
JLT: Says me.
Leah: Why?
JLT: Four of Divas Unleashed newest go hand-in-hand in combat in a tag team
matchup tonight, as well as Mystika and Annabelle Lee locking up in the
squared circle, The Occult versus Double J, and Faith and Laura facing Miss
Perfect and Star!
Leah: I'm sorry, I spaced out. What were you saying?
JLT: The show will be good.
Leah: Sure it will.
JLT: Why the sarcasm?
Leah: Why not?
JLT: Leah, you're annoying.
Leah: Not as annoying as Crystal without her booze.
JLT: Speaking of the Femme Fatale, she'll be on Ashley tonight!
Leah: How come I'm never on Ashley?
JLT: Because you're annoying.
Leah: How rude!
JLT: Exactly.
Debutants Match
[The arena was ready and waiting for action and they got it. As Helen Krueger theme music hits the arena, bringing the arena to their feet.]
[Krueger got down the steel ramp only to roll underneath the ropes into the ring. Placing both hands on the ground, Krueger pushes herself up to her feet as the fans give her a simmy style cheer. Krueger turns to the entrance way when she hears her music stops to hear her tag team partner's theme music hit the arena]
Leah: And her partner is a woman that has already rubbed the DU Unleashed champion the wrong way in her promo.
[Krueger looks on as her teammate walks out from the back. Katsumi Asaka steps out to a little cheer from the fans. Walking down the ramp, Katsumi Asaka looks around at the signs and the fans that cheer her Krueger steps over to the far corner letting Asake slid in under the ropes and pop to her feet.]
[Katsumi Asaka looks over at her partner for the night before placing her feet on the second rope and lifting her hand in the air. Letting the fans know that she was in the house. As Katsumi Asaka's music started to fade away, the lights begin a funky pattern.]
Leah: What the heck?
JLT: I don't know but I bet it's either one of their opponent's.
[The lights in the arena go out. hits and the crowd starts to boo as Estela Hernandez walks out from backstage with a huge smile on her face. Her yellow teeth are very noticeable as are all of the pimples on her face. Estela raises her hand as if the crowd is cheering for her. She puts her hands out to give high fives but nobody has their hands out to give her a high five. Estela finally gets to the ring and she slides in. She walks to the ropes and puts one leg on the bottom rope as she lifts one hand with her fist closed. The crowd responds with a bunch of boo's. She turns to the opposite rope and does the same thing. The crowd responds the same way, with boo's but the smile from her face never disappears. The Divatron zooms in on her face to give a fans a better view of her.]
JLT: What is up with that eyebrow???
Leah: Good lord, WAX THAT BROW woman or never show yourself on TV again.
[Phoenix walks out with no fireworks, no different color lights going throughout out the arena just her entrance music, "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack playing and cheers from fans. The fans put their hands out to slap hands with her but she acknowledges them by nodding her head at them.]
[She walks into the ring to join her partner. Her partner, Estela Hernandez, walks away from her and raises her hands for the fans to cheer for her but the fans boo Estela . On the other side, Katsumi Asaka rubs the chest of Krueger seductively telling her that Krueger will be the first to go.]
JLT: Well seems like Krueger and Phoenix are ready to go at it.
[Phoenix waves her arms around in the air looking at Krueger, attempting to talk a little smack at her. After about a few more seconds, Kruger turns around and smacks Phoenix across the face hard knocking her off her feet, and knocks her onto her ass. Katsumi Asaka applauds as she watches Estela attempt a run in. but only lands her face first into the corner as Krueger moves out of the way.]
[ Krueger begins to throw a few sets of rights to the face of Phoenix. One after another connect the face of Phoenix who was feeling it. Asaka watches amusingly as she watches from her spot on the apron. Kruger grabs the left arm of Phoenix and send her flying across to the other side of the ring. Phoenix hits the corner hard, chest smacking the corner knocking her straight backwards to the mat.]
JLT: Thank god for breast implants.
Leah: Yup because we all know without them, that would have hurt like a hell.
[Krueger looks over at Asaka who was patting the top of the turnbuckle to get the fans going. Krueger leans down to grab the head of Phoenix but as she does, Phoenix slams a knee right into the face of Krueger as Phoenix quckily climbs to her feet. Krueger screams out in pain as the ref watches on.]
Leah: Looks like someone is in pain. Krueger is lucky Phoenix didn't break her nose
JLT: And that would be a bad thing how?
Leah: Hmm, and your about the same if you keep asking that.
JLT: …?
[Phoenix slaps Krueger into an armbar submission Krueger desperately reaches out for the ropes or Katsumi's outstreatched hands. Right as she goes to grab the ropes, Katsumi stretches as far as she can looks at Phoenix and reaches out for the tag, as Krueger desperately drags Phoenix to the corner. Krueger slaps her hand as Katsumi leaps over the ropes and grabs the head of Phoenix. Walking him over to the corner, Katsumi pushes Phoenix into the corner and starts sending kicks to the gut of Phoenix, forcing the Diva to slump in the corner.]
[Katsumi then grabs the left arm and starts to send Phoenix flying across the ring but Phoenix reverses it and pulls Katsumi into her arms. Phoenix wraps her arms around Katsumi's body, lifting her up into the air for a huge belly to belly suplex. Katsumi Asaka holds her back as Phoenix goes for the cover.]
One…
Two…
[But no, the three count didn't go down. Phoenix looks up, shock all over her face.]
JLT: Close call there as Phoenix almost won this.
[Phoenix grabbed the head of Katsumi Asaka and pulls her up to her feet. As she does, Katsumi Asaka sends a finger into the eye of Phoenix that takes her off the hold. Katsumi Asaka sends one foot right into the gut of Phoenix before walking her over to the corner to tag in Krueger. Krueger grabs Phoenix's head from the outside and falls off to the floor, pulling Phoenixs head with her.]
[Phoenix goes right back to the floor holding her neck in pain. Krueger rolls back in to the ring as she reaches down to take hold of the leg of Phoenix. Krueger then falls to the ground, sending an elbow right into the thigh of Phoenix. Phoenix screams out in pain but that doesn't stop Krueger. Krueger gets right back up again and sends another into the leg again.]
[Phoenix try's to reach for a set of ropes but none were there. Krueger pulled more as she places her hand out for Katsumi Asaka to tag in. Katsumi Asaka tags in as ahe goes for the top rope. Katsumi Asaka points to the fans before he leaps off and shits a hard elbow shot to the chest of Phoenix as she holds on for the pin.]
One…
Two…
Threeeeeeeee…
[But no, so close but no cigar. Phoenix pushes her left arm up and out of the pin at the last possible second.]
Leah: That was so close.
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