Sunday June 5th 2011
[As Exile begins, the sound of the cheering from the audience floods into the room. The camera pans to the ring along the end of the catwalk, which has a new logo placed on the ring apron. Before we stop at the commentary booth, the director of the shows scans the audience for some of the best signs that fans have brought to the event with the sole person of restricting the person behind's view. "TORY ROCKS", "Marry me, Makaze!" and "Hi Mom!" are a few that the seemingly adoring fans in the arena have produced. The camera cuts to ringside, where Leah and JLT recline in big leather swivel chairs, as Leah seems to be enjoying the comfort of them.]
JLT: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to Exile, coming to you live from Connecticut! We have a great show lined up for you tonight, it’s one big bad battle royal for the Unleashed Championship! It feels good to be back, doesn’t it?
Leah: You know, Jamie, I can’t help but notice that you’ve, umm, you’ve gotten pretty fat.
JLT: What?
Leah: Since we’ve been away, you’ve just gotten, like, whoa.
JLT: Leah, I have no-
Leah: You have! You’re like the size of a house now. What did you do, eat one half of Teen Spirit? I mean, here I am, sitting here with my lovely new caramel weave, rocking my botox shots and touting my breast lift, and you’re there next to me, looking like a bloated Christina Aguilera after a cake binge.
JLT: Leah, it’s irrelevant, we are not here to focus on anyone’s appearance, we have a great show tonight, and we’re focusing on that. Okay?
Leah: Hey Jamie…
JLT: What?
Leah: When you go to the movies, do you sit next to EVERYONE?
JLT: I’v-
Leah: I feel like if I layed on top of you, my ears would pop.
JLT: W-
Leah: When you put on a yellow raincoat, do little children try to board you? If I pierced your ears, would gravy come out?
JLT: Why do you insist on disrupting everything? Absolutely everything? This is supposed to be a glorious return for Divas Unleashed! Why can’t you embrace the spirit of it?
Leah: I am! I’m excited! Why don’t you do your usual ‘recap’ of the last events then for the new fans tuning in who were foetuses when our last show was broadcast?
JLT: Well, on our last show, Tory Blaze accepted the challenge laid down by Veronica to fight for the Unleashed Championship in a Divas Unleashed ring, and Tory won.
Leah: Explain that in terms I can understand.
JLT: Veronica threw shade and Tory was pressed, so they met in a DU ring where Veronica flopped and Tory snatched her wig.
Leah: Got it.
JLT: We have one match on the show tonight, it’s just dedicated to that. But I am hearing threw my headpiece that something is going down backstage. We have a ‘situation’ which has been brewing minutes before we came on air.
[The camera cuts backstage to the Divas Unleashed dressing rooms with a locksmith standing in front of them, and the sounds of women inside the dressing rooms banging and shouting, trying to get out.]
JLT: It looks like half of the roster has been locked in their dressing rooms backstage!
Leah: Ohh, look how that worked out…
[The camera pans along to see different names of divas trapped in their dressing rooms, including one which proclaims ‘Tory Blaze’ over a 3WL logo, with images of Shane Rockford marching up and down, barking orders.]
JLT: I’m being told that someone has locked the dressing rooms with the divas inside and they have not been able to find the keys!
Leah: I wonder who it wa-oh you know, what, I can’t.
JLT: How are we going to have a rumble with everyone trapped inside their dressing rooms? I wonder who did that?
Leah: Oh, it just reads like a murder mystery, doesn’t it?
JLT: I’m being told that we will be progress with the match, but how can that be if Tory is lost in her dressing room? She better hope to be able to get out here and defend her championship!
Leah: What a shocking turn of events.
JLT: Or is someone playing a devious game?
Leah: Let’s get on with the match, I’m getting antsy.
Unleashed Championship Battle Royale Match
John Roe: The following contest is for the Unleashed Championship! It is an over-the-top elimination battle royale, with the winner of the match being the last one remaining in the ring. Managers are banned from ringside and it is every woman for herself. Entrants are determined at random, so let us have our first entrant please!
[The camera cuts to the ring as the entrance music of Teen Spirit resounds around the arena. Kitty Cummings struts out onto the stage, her Askai Championship around her waist, as she looks unusually focused, running down to the ring and sliding under the ropes, anxious to get the match underway.]
John Roe: Introducing first…KITTY CUMMINGS!!!
[Kitty hands her belt to the referee and awaits her opponent. Kitty face drops as the sound of Teen Spirit’s entrance music begins again, and Tori Marie struts onto the stage. She poses on the stage, but as she walks, she trips on a wire at the top of the catwalk, falling forwards and clipping the side of the catwalk and plummeting down beside it, trapped between the catwalk and the fans, as the audience laughs.]
JLT: Oh no!
Leah: That’s masterfully shocking and hilarious!
John Roe: Uhh, uh, and the second entry…TORI MARIE!!!
[Tori stands up, embarrassed, and slowly nudges herself down to the ring. Finally, she makes it and slides in. The referee calls for the bell as the two divas nervously circle each other, unsure whether to fight, or wait. The referee claps his hands, urging for them to get it on, and Kitty pulls Tori into a headlock. Kitty then runs and plants Tori into the canvas with a suspiciously weak looking bulldog.]
Leah: Oh come on Kitty, don’t play nice!
[Kitty brings Tori to her feet, and whips her to the ropes. Tori bounces back, and Kitty swings with a clothesline, but Tori ducks, and so Tori hits the ropes again, and Kitty swings, and Tori ducks, with the process going on for ad infinitum.]
Leah: HIT HER! GET ON WITH IT!
JLT: I don’t think these two want to fight, they just seem to be buying time until the next entry!
[The buzzer sounds, and Mercedes Vargas leisurely strolls out onto the stage, being met with a chorus of boos from the audience.]
Leah: Oh God, here’s Che Guevara.
JLT: I’ve just been informed, Tory Blaze won’t be competing in this match! That means we will be having a new champion tonight!
[Teen Spirit look nervous as Mercedes slides into the ring, and immediately makes a beeline for both of the divas, knocking Kitty down with a shoulder block and grabbing Tori by the hair and throwing her across the ring, being left with a couple of brunette locks in her hand. Mercedes then follows Tori into the corner, stomping on her, as Tori comes to rest on the bottom turnbuckle with Mercedes driving her foot into her throat for a choke.]
JLT: Vicious!
[Kitty comes from behind but Mercedes elbows her away like she was batting away a fly. Kitty looks upset and then leaps onto the back of Mercedes shoulders, pulling her down backwards with a hurricanrana to the crowd’s delight. Tori and Kitty then regroup, and both begin to stomp on Mercedes as she tries to regain her feet, with Tori grabbing Mercedes and yanking her to the ropes, with both divas trying to eliminate her and with Mercedes wrapping her leg around the second rope to stay in.]
Leah: So typical of these communists, they hold on to power for as long as they can…
JLT: Oh shut up.
[The buzzer sounds again, as this time it’s Reba who rushes out and wastes no time in bolting down to the ring.]
Leah: ‘EY! It’s MAH GURL!
[Reba immediately spins Kitty around and begins to nail her with fists to the face, Reba then whips Kittyi to the ropes and immediately tries to clothesline her over the top but Kitty uses her aerial skills to her advantage and manages to land doing the splits on the apron. Kitty then yanks Reba legs from underneath her, and rolls into the ring.]
Leah: Reba, don’t take that!
[Reba and Kitty both scramble to their feet, as Reba boots Kitty in the stomach. Mercedes, who is fighting off Tori, manages to gain control and Reba and Mercedes both make eye contact and quickly, both Irish whip Teen Spirit towards each other. Kitty and Tori manage to link arms, propelling off each other to spin back around, as Kitty leaps into the air with a dropkick to the face of Reba and Tori using a baseball slide to wipe out the legs of Mercedes.]
Leah: Why these divas actin’ like everyone on stilts?
[The buzzer sounds, as Crystal Hilton music begins to play, yet there is no sign of her on the stage. Teen Spirit both stand, waiting for her, whilst Mercedes and Reba regain their energy. Crystal Hilton then slides in the ring from the direction of the commentary both, coming from behind to knock both members of Teen Spirit done with a Lights Out chick kick double swipe.]
JLT: That was a rather genius move!
[Crystal Hilton then turns around but is met with Reba, who spears her into the corner and tries to drive her shoulder into her stomach repeatedly like an angry ram. Crystal manages to quickly evade a blow from Reba, leaving Reba to fly through the ropes and connect with the turnbuckle. Crystal giggles and cockily walks to the centre of the ring but Mercedes comes from behind with a waist lock, hoisting her up into the air and tries to plop her over the top rope like she was parenting an unruly child.]
Leah: This is hilarious.
[Crystal legs meet the ropes, as she uses them to hold Mercedes back, extending them and trying to notice Mercedes off balance. Reba lies on the canvas, holding her shoulder, as Teen Spirit descend like vultures with Tori Marie slapping on an armbar submission to apply pressure to that shoulder. Crystal Hilton finally uses the ropes as a propeller, grabbing Mercedes and dragging her down with a modified version of a Russian leg sweep, with both divas lying on the mat.]
Leah: Imagine if Crystal was still fat, like you, Jamie, the impact would have been far worse!
["Battle Without Honor or Humanity" by Tomoyasu Hotei erupts from the PA system bringing the fans to their feet and the arena to a deafening roar as smoke fills the rampway bringing the fans to their feet.]
JLT: It’s time for the Queen of Queens to enter the fray!
Leah: Oh joy…
[The sound of a dragon roar followed by the roar of a tiger is the cue as Yuku Shiro walks out through the smoke with wearing her new trademark Japanese flag bandanna which covers her platinum white dreadlocks and belly top shirt along with some low cut jeans and high heel boots with a HUGE golden three plated championship belt draped over her shoulder which reads “BWI World Champion”, she just stands there for a moment listening to the roar and cheers of the crowd, and pulls out a microphone.]
Leah: What the…didn’t she learn from the last time she brought a foreign belt up in here?!
JLT: I guess not, but what’s more weirder is that Yuku is not in ring attire…something is up.
[Yuku motions for her music to die down which causes the competitors already in the ring to stop pounding on her, and wonder themselves what is going on along with the fans.]
Yuku: I came out here personally to inform all you fans, that tonight…I will not be competing in this battle royal for the Divas Unleashed Championship…
[The crowd erupts with shock and disappointment as the Divas already in the ring jack jaw and curse her out, wondering why she’s out there wasting their time.]
Yuku: Please allow me to finish, and as for you ladies in the ring, this would be a great time for you all to conserve your strength because when I’m done talking…trust me…you’re going to need it!
Leah: What the hell is she talking about?
JLT: I’m just as stumped at you at this point.
Yuku: When I decided to return to DU I promised to come back a more mature and better person that I was when I left…and I am keeping that promise…I will always be a child of two promotions, a Icon in one, and a Legend and Hall of Famer in the other…at this point I am the current reigning five time World Champion of Battlefield Wrestling Industries, and as much as I would love to walk down to that ring, do what I do best, and become Unleashed Champion for a record third time in my career, the grown up side of me tells me that at this juncture I would not be representing either promotions to the best of my ability holding BOTH major titles…I’ve done that in the past and it turned into one big train wreck…so out of respect for this great company that is the only reason why compete tonight for the title. My time will come again…just not tonight…
[The divas in the ring mock Yuku and motion for her to take her ass to the back so they can get back to the battle royal.]
Yuku: Hold on! I might not be competing tonight…but someone is in my stead…it’s time for things to be shaken up here in DU, it’s time for people to be held accountable for their actions…damn May 21st…I’m here to tell you little girls in the ring and in the back that the RAPTURE is HERE right in DU!!
Leah: Now she a Jesus Jumper!! She on that Holy Cool-aide?
JLT: Hmm…
Yuku: Ladies…get ready for hell on Earth…tonight DU changes forever as I re-introduce you to…DARKCHILD.
Leah: Brandy?!
JLT: I don’t think so…
[The arena goes dark as lights begin to flash violently, as Hello Zepp by Charlie Clouser begins to play bringing the fans to their feet erupting with curiosity looking up at the entrance of the catwalk which bellows while smoke.]
Leah: What…the…
JLT: You’re guess is as good as mine…this ominous music and dark setting tells me something bad is coming…
[The crowd erupts in shock as a very large figure well pass the six foot range wearing a long black velvet flowing cloak with a hood steps onto the catwalk. The figure then slowly heads to the ring with a slow sensual belly dancer style of walk passing Yuku ignoring her as she focuses on the ring. The divas already in the ring eyes grow large in their heads some backing up to the opposite side of the ring in fear and disbelief.]
Leah: That’s a huge bitch!
[Once the ghostly figure nears the ring, she then slowly, sensually dips between the top and second rope entering. Once in the ring she raises her hand in a claw like form into the air causing white flames to explode from the ring post causing both all the Divas still in the ring to jump startled beyond belief. At ringside Leah who literally fell out of her chair tries to sit back down.]
JLT: Are you alright?!
Leah: Yes.
[Finally the lights come back on in the arena as the cloaked figure removes the hood from her head revealing a young woman with dark red hair and her eyes rolled back into her head until they return to normal with an ice-cold blue eyed stare.]
JLT: Caitlin Fairchild!!
Leah: Who?!
JLT: Lilith’s arch-rival!! Unless there are a ton of seven foot redheads walking around…
[Darkchild removes her cloak handing it to the ring attendant at ringside to reveal a black sheer thong back single shoulder leotard with red tribal symbols on the front of the outfit, her hands wrapped in long fingerless black leather gloves, and her feet covered in long black boots and black knee and kickpads. What are most noticeable are the black barb-wired tribal tattoo on her right bicep, and a red heart and arrow tattoo on her inner thigh. She turns to Kitty as if she’s looking into her soul which causes her to back up a bit; she then turns to Mercedes and Reba. Reba’s eyes look as if they’re about to fall out of her head while Mercedes looks in amazement at how massive Darkchild is.]
JLT: Folks, the lovable and bubbly Fairchild we were introduced to so long ago has returned as well…
Leah: An extra! Extra large Suicide Girl!!
Yuku: Well…my job is done…time for me to go and hit the concession stand…have fun girls…
[Yuku throws her BWI World Championship back over her shoulder and playfully skips her way to the back, while Darkchild stands in the center of the ring with a sadistic smirk on her face as she stares each and every one of the women still in the ring down while adjusting the elbow pad on her right arm.]
JLT: Well, this has certainly turned things around tonight, Darkchild has all the divas in awe!
[The match resumes, as the shock subsides, with Mercedes turning to Reba and grabbing her weave to try and force her over the top rope. Darkchild grabs Kitty Cummings by the throat, lifting her up into the air with a body press. Darkchild then turns to the commentary booth, and shoves Kitty forward, causing Kitty to fly through the air and land on the commentary table, the momentum causing her to fly forwards and wipe out JLT in the process. Leah stands up.]
Leah: ‘EY! COMMENTATING OVER HERE!
Eliminated: Kitty Cummings.
[JLT and Kitty lie tangled together, as Leah tries to assist her friend without cracking up. Darkchild then turns to Crystal Hilton who seems slightly intoxicated as she wobbles staring at Darkchild. The buzzer sounds, due to Darkchild’s long entrance, as Veronica Valiant struts out onto the stage looking irritated. She struts down to the ring as Crystal Hilton has begun to kick Darkchild in a manner that seems like she’s testing to see if she’s real. Veronica steps onto the apron, rolls her eyes, and steps into the ring. JLT, meanwhile, has put her headset back on.]
Leah: Whoo, Jamie, you got a mouthful there! We need an instant replay of that!
JLT: Oh shut up! Veronica is here, the former champion!
[Veronica immediately heads for Reba, yanking her off of Mercedes and spins her around and sends her in the
direction of Darkchild, who nails her with a big boot to the face. Mercedes and Veronica then stand united, as if teaming up, and motion for the other divas to come and get them. Crystal Hilton charges towards Veronica but Veronica nails an angry elbow her in the face, striking Crystal directly on the nose.]
Leah: Rhinoplasty for Miss Hilton, please.
[Veronica and Mercedes then pull Crystal Hilton into a double suplex, and hoist her into the air, propelling her up and over the top rope and causing her to land on the outside of the ring, out of the rumble.]
Eliminated: Crystal Hilton.
JLT: Bye bye Crystal!
XL Center, Hartford, Conneticut
Divas Unleashed vs. Tory Blaze ©