Sunday 7th June 2009
Tokyo Dome, Tokyo, Japan

JLT: This has been one awesome show so far, wouldn't you agree Leah? Leah: Thank god it's almost over so we can leave this tour. I'm starting to smell fish all around. JLT: Great Answer. [The two commentators were suddenly cut off when "Watch Me Shine" blared over the PA System as the DU Rockford State Champion Katie Kooper came out from the back with the Rockford Belt proudly shining around her waist as the Tokyo Dome filled up with a mix of boos and cheers. Katie smirked as she skipped down to the ring, when she slide in it, she immediately grabbed a microphone as her theme died down.] Leah: Oh Great... nowwe gotta listen to her. JLT: Hey you should give her credit, she's not backing down from Makaze. Leah: Some bitch is about to bleed tonight.. Hopefully it's both of them. [The two bicker back and forth as the camera went back over to Katie as some of the fans in attendance chanted Katie's name in Japanese.] Katie Kooper: So, I walked into this tour not the Rockford State Champion, but that all changed when I beat her ass at "Control of the Knife" and none of you really liked that, but I know I won some of you over with the weeks gone bye; and some people are saying I'm going to leave this tour the same way I walked into it. [Katie looked down at the Rockford title that was around her waist, in Katie's opinion, she was one of the best Rockford Champs in the past few months and she's been wearing the title with pride on her shoulder; it was going to take alot to actually beat her at Katie's own game.] Katie Kooper: But that's okay, I'm going to let all the haters hate..and that means you as well over there LEAH!! Leah: What the...Did the bitch just call me out? I'LL GUT HER!! JLT: Whoa, calm down there L, you've done your far share of trashing Katie for the past few weeks. Katie Kooper: In the end, I'm going to do what I always do best. Put it all on the line and knock a bitch OUT! Makaze doesn't deserve to be a 2 time Rockford Champion, and I'm ending this shit with her once and for all. The time for talk is over; Makaze I know you're listening in the back..I just got one more thing to say to you. Katie smirked unstrapping the Rockford State Championship from her waist, and lifted it up infront of the camera as Katie pointed to herself. Katie Kooper: BRING IT! [Katie smirked dropping the microphone down as "Watch Me Shine" blared over the PA as Katie got out of the ring, slapping her fans hands as she walked back up the ramp, and when she got on the top, she turned around, holding up the belt, pointing at herself and yelling "IT'S ON!!!" It sure was going to be on. [Icenique quickly walks around very quickly backstage. She is wear black shirt with gold rhinestones and dark blue jeans, with black boots. She walks towards the sign that says "To all VIP". A large man wearing all black stands next to the sign. Icenique starts to walk towards him. ] Icenique: Ummm excuse me...I'm suppose to be having a meet and greet. [The man takes of his sunglass and his eyes directly shoots at VIP around Icenique neck.] Man: Yes, ma'am. You are the first one, that Beyonce wanted to see. Icenique: [Smiles wide] Really?!? Man: Yes, but no cameras. Icenique: Well I'm not twelve...so no worries. No camera. [The man steps aside and told Icenique specific directions to get to Beyonce's room. Down the hall and a couple of turns, Icenique Stares a door with a big purple star in the front. Her heart starts to beat faster with anticipation as she knocks on the door.] [The door opens and the famous divas stands before her with a warm smile on her face.] Icenique: [In a near shreiking voice] Oh my god...BEYONCE!!!! Beyonce: [Chuckles] And you are Icenique, right? Icenique: That I am! Beyonce: I love your name... Icenique: And I love you! [Icenique and Beyonce hug each other as Beyonce lets her into the room.] Beyonce: I picked you to come see me cause girl...I've seen you on TV. You got it going on. Icenique: Thank you very much. You don't know how much I appreciate and feel honored hearing that from you....Talking about skills...can't no shake the room like you do girl. Beyonce: [Chuckles] Why thank you. Icenique: And you are so damn beautiful!....girl I could be your sex slave. Beyonce: [Raises and eyebrow] Sex slave? Is that right? [chuckles] Icenique: Cause you got it going on!!!! [Pauses] Sorry I'm a little excited....you just don't understand....I jam to your music all the time. Beyonce: It's okay I get that more than a lot. [Smiles] So how long have you've been wrestling? Icenique: About five years all together but off and on in between. Beyonce: That's great. I've been a fan of yours for a while; I was especially excited when I heard you had came back. Icenique: Awe, thank you! Well look since we both dig each other....I throw parties by the mass...you are most definitely more than welcome to come and you can bring whoever you want. Beyonce: Sounds good to me. Same to you as well. When and where would the next party be? [Icenique takes a second, and takes her phone out her pocket. She scrolls to the calendar and then puts the phone down.] Icenique: The fourth of July, Back at the crib in Miami. Beyonce: [Nods her head] I'll be there. Icenique: [gets really excited] Great! One more thing...cause I know meet and greet doesn't take long. Beyonce: Sure...[smiles delightfully] Icenique: I know the man said no cameras, but can I take a picture off my phone?...as this is the first day we've met? Beyonce: You didn't even have to ask. [Beyonce stands up and hugs Icenique as the pose for a picture.] Icenique: Thank you! Thank You! Beyonce: Thank you for inviting me to you're party... [Beyonce then grabs her phone] As a matter of fact give me you're number and I'll call you even before the party. Icenique: 305-355-6969 Beyonce: Got it. Well it was nice meeting you. [They both stand up and braced into another hug. Icenique taps Beyonce on the butt lightly. Beyonce looks a little shocked.] Icenique: Like wise....You have to show me how you shake that thing so I can bust it at the party. Beyonce: [Chuckles] I show you how to pop it and you show me how drop it. Icenique: HELL YEAH! Grudge Match KibbyD vs. Tiger Lily JLT: And here we are heading into yet another heated match, let’s take a look back at how this whole feud got started between KibbyD & Tiger Lily... [The camera fades to black and we see the logo for Control of the Knife. In epic slow motion, we see ending moments of the Control of the Knife match, where Kibby stands near the top of the ladder trying to reach the final Gucci Aviatrix bag as Meggie crawls towards her in the ring below. Meggie reaches the bottom rung of the ladder, just as Kibby reaches the bag. Kibby uses the bag to pull herself up more, dragging her feet up the ladder rungs, one step at a time. Finally Kibby begins to cut the rope the bag is attached to as the blood from her leg drips to the canvas below. Meggie reaches the third rung. Kibby teeters on the steps as she starts sawing into the rope. Kibby still has a lot of weight on the bag, and as she sees Meggie climbing, she begins kicking towards Meggie. Meggie is still to far for Kibby to kick her, but she can climb up no further. As Kibby uses the bag to lean even more, Kibby and the bag suddenly fall off the ladder over Meggie onto the canvas!!!!! The rope has snapped from high above the rafters!!!] JLT: Kibby and the bag are falling! OH! And Kibby lands awkwardly on the bag!!! Leah: That fat bitch snapped the rope! [The scene flashes forward to the last seconds of the match as Meggie grabs the bag and rips it open. She pulls out the Unleashed Championship. The bell sounds.] John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen… here is your winner, and the UNDISPUTED UNLEASHED CHAMPION… MEGGIE SKYFYRE!!! JLT: Meggie’s the champion!!! [Meggie falls over and clutches the belt to her chest as the camera closes in on her blood battered face. Tears begin to roll off Meggie's cheeks as EMT’s rush into the ring and get Kibby onto a stretcher, laying her on her chest. Meggie’s music plays over the PA System. Kibby is taken out of the ring on a stretcher and the scene whites out. We cut to Kibby’s return to Exile where she runs into Krysta Taylor who has a video to show Kibby on her iPhone. The video is of a blonde headed woman wearing a ski mask and no shoes, in the rafters above the ring at Control of the Knife. The woman cuts the rope, causing Kibby’s fall to the ring. As soon as Kibby notices the barefooted woman, she immediately swears vengeance upon Tiger Lily. JLT voices over as Krysta watches on in delight.] JLT: Tiger Lily wouldn’t do anything like that! [A flurry of few second images then takes over the screen as we see Kibby and Lily’s various encounters over the past few weeks. Everything from Kibby shredding Lily’s Femmy Award’s dress, to Lily leaving Kibby to be defeated by Laura and Icenique. A few more shots of slaps, tackles and finishers are shown, culminating in Tiger Lily sticking her tongue out at Kibby, just before the camera pans back to the arena.] JLT: As you can see, there is a lot of history between these two divas. Both are former Unleashed Champions, and neither is going to go down easily here tonight. Leah: I love this pay-per-view! All the bitchiest of bitch fights in one night! PA System: Don’t stop, wait a minute, let’s put some LOVE in it… [The crowd rises to their feet with boos and whistles as the cameras move to the view of the stage entrance as "Luv Addict" by Family Force 5 plays loudly over the PA system. Various model shoot captures are shown over the video screen of KibbyD and her dog DaisyD, followed by some in ring action captures of her wrestling. KibbyD steps from behind the stage curtains wearing her glamtastic PPV ring attire for the evening. She flips her long blonde hair with her left hand as she taunts her fans up on the top of the stage. After a few moments posing, she giggles to herself before she strutting her way down the catwalk.] John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring from Houston, Texas… she is... KIBBYD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Another wave of boos sounds throughout the arena as Kibby passes a ton of fans that want their hands slapped. With her Diva like ways she acts as if they are not even there. She walks up the steel stairs as she stands on the apron first before jumping on the ropes into the air before landing on the apron and performing the splits. She slides under the bottom rope into the ring. As she is inside the ring she taunts the crowd by blowing kisses. She then moves to a turnbuckle as climbs and taunts the crowd again. She then jumps off and her face turns grim as she awaits Tiger Lily to enter.] JLT: Look at Kibby’s face. She’s still furious over this entire incident, yet she has no proof other than a fuzzily shot video on Krysta’s cell phone that Lily did it. Leah: Don’t you watch the movies JLT? It’s always the person you least suspect. Kibby’s Hollywood through and through! We don’t even need the video to know that Tiger Lily ended Kibby’s chance at being the sole Unleashed Champion. Guilty until proven innocent I always say… JLT: What about OJ Simpson? Leah: If the glove does not fit, you must acquit! [“Centerfold” by Pink blasts out of the PA system as pink strobe lights come to life on the stage and the Tokyo crowd roars in support of Tiger Lily. Lily runs out onto the stage, raising her arms into the ceiling. Two pink fireworks shoot high into the air, as Lily spins around and laughs, watching the pyro display. She then jogs down the catwalk, tagging as many of the fans hands as she can, much to the crowd’s overwhelming approval.] John Roe: …and her opponent… making her way from Orange County, California… she is… TIGER LILY!!!!!!!! [Lily climbs the steel steps and immediately perches herself on the top turnbuckle. From there, Lily salutes the cheering crowd and is about to do her routine backflip off the turnbuckle into the ring when Kibby runs up behind her and shoves her off the turnbuckle! Tiger Lily goes flying into the air and lands right into the top of the steel barricade, right on her stomach!!!!!! Tiger Lily’s head and shoulders rest in between a the legs of a man in the audience while the crowd boos very loudly the cheap move by KibbyD.] JLT: Lily may have broken her ribs from that fall! Leah: The match hasn’t even begun and I’m thrilled. Divas Unleashed really does throw the most awesome pay-per-view events. JLT: What kind of a shameless plug was that? Leah: I need new ad revenue since Monster has been considering dropping me. JLT: … MONSTER IS MY AD LEAH! You’re such a jerk! Leah: Wah, wah, wah wah wah…why you trippin’, I ain’t even do nuttin? I’m a jerk? Eh, you ain’t never lie, but eh, do me a favor, call me jerk one more time. JLT: … I hate when you respond to me with song lyrics. [KibbyD has slid out of the ring, and snatches Tiger Lily up by the back of the head, pulling her out from in between the lucky fan’s legs and before launching Lily back first into the apron! Kibby proceeds to bash Tiger Lily’s head against the apron a few times before the referee forces Kibby to come into the ring. Kibby obliges, but first shoves Lily into the ring. Kibby slides in after her and the referee reluctantly calls for the bell to start the match. KibbyD immediately straddles Tiger Lily and starts to angrily claw at her face! After several moments, the referee breaks Kibby’s attack, pulling Kibby to her feet. Tiger Lily is seen still gasping for breath as Kibby shoves the ref out of the way and kicks Lily in the gut as hard as she can, before the referee pulls her back again.] JLT: Tiger Lily hasn’t been faring very well thus far. Leah: Bitch is getting her ass kicked. What did you expect to happen? She cost Kibby the Unleashed Championship. She should have had her ass jumped way sooner than this. That’s why I like Kibby, she’s straight hood. JLT: Kibby is straight hood? Oh please… like you’re one to judge what being ‘hood is anyway. You grew up in upper-middle class suburbia. I have more street cred than you do. Leah: Silly white girl… white people don’t get street cred, they’re just regarded as white trash and wanna be’s. [Tiger Lily uses the bottom ropes to pull herself to the apron to try and escape Kibby who appears to be steaming out of the ears. Kibby reaches over the ropes and pulls Lily to her feet. As Lily stands on the apron, Kibby is about to nail Lily in the face, but Lily blocks the punch! Kibby tries to throw another punch with her left arm, but Lily blocks that one too! Lily then headbutts Kibby! The crowd starts to get behind Lily as Kibby stumbles backwards a few feet grabbing her forehead. Tiger Lily then jumps onto the top rope and springs towards Kibby, only to be met immediately with a dropkick to her gut! The crowd boos the reversal as Lily once again lies on her back in the ring gasping for breath.] Leah: Nice counter there by Kibby. She should get out a rope or something and just hang Lily. JLT: Leah! Leah: Not to kill her… jeez, I’m not that heartless. I was thinking more college prank. JLT: Like when the KKK used to hang dummies outside of black colleges. Leah: …must it always be about race JLT? The world can never advance with your racism. You’re an abomination in the OBAMAnation! [Leah holds up a black power first as JLT shakes her head. Inside the ring, KibbyD has once again taken control of the match, picking Lily off the mat and standing her against the turnbuckle where she knees, kicks and punches away at Lily until the referee stops her at a five count for each type of move. Kibby then wraps both of her hands around Lily’s throat and starts choking Lily like a red-headed step child who just broke the urn your mother’s ashes are in.] JLT: I don’t think I’ve ever seen Kibby this aggressive during a match before. Leah: Why don’t you go try and calm her down. JLT: Nah, I’m good. [The referee breaks the hold and Tiger Lily leans back against the corner again, trying to catch her breath. Kibby grabs Tiger Lily by the arm and starts to perform her signature springboard arm drag, when Tiger Lily is able to pull her arm out of Kibby’s grasp. Kibby bounces off the ropes and safely lands on the mat, tucking into a roll. As Kibby rolls up to her feet, Tiger Lily leaps into the air and nails Kibby in the face with a martial arts kick! Kibby and Lily fall to the mat as the crowd cheers the equalizing move!] JLT: She nearly kicked Kibby’s head off her shoulders! Leah: … I wonder how much money the person who caught Kibby’s head would receive on eBay for it. JLT: Money is always the first place your mind goes to isn’t it? Leah: Yep. And that’s why I love the great taste of Monster Energy Drinks! [We hear the sound of Leah cracking open a can and slurping the drink, before giving a refreshing “ahhh that is delicious” taste.] JLT: You’re such a bitch. Leah: JLT! Language! JLT: It’s PPV! I can say whatever the fuck I want! …ah-hem... Anyway, sorry for that little outburst ladies and gents… Lily is pulling herself to her feet inside the ring. Leah: Uh… yea, and Kibby is… sitting up. [Leah then loudly slurps her Monster into the microphone while inside the ring, Lily uses the ropes to pull herself up as Kibby sits up and rubs her face. Lily takes advantage of the opportunity and dropkicks Kibby! Kibby’s head flings backwards and nails the bottom turnbuckle! Kibby rolls over grabbing her head in pain, but as the referee checks on her, she exclaims rudely that “she is fine”. Kibby then quickly pulls herself up, trying to shake off the pain as Lily approaches her from behind. Kibby turns right into Lily who wraps her arms about Kibby and hits a belly-to-belly suplex! Lily covers!] [1] . . . [Kibby kicks out. Lily sighs and tries to recuperate a little more in the corner as Kibby tries to will herself to her feet. After a few moments, Lily begins to stalk Kibby, and as Kibby dazedly stands, Lily springs out of the corner towards Kibby and swings around Kibby’s neck with a headscissors! Kibby reverses into a sidewalk slam! The move seems to take the energy out of Kibby for a few moments, can she keeps her arm over Lily, and the referee starts a pin count.] [1] . . . [Lily kicks out, just as Kibby realizes the count started and ends the cover.] JLT: Kibby doesn’t want to pin Lily? Leah: Of course not. She wants to make her suffer first. [Kibby and Lily get to their feet, Kibby seems to have a hit of adrenaline after the last reversal however and before Lily can stand up straight, Kibby grabs her by the arm and runs up the rope, successfully hitting her arm springboard arm drag on Lily! Lily flies across the ring, tumbling all the way. Lily rolls up to her feet and Kibby comes towards her running, and nails her ‘Rodeo’ tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown! Lily lies dizzy on the canvas and Kibby immediately straddles Lily and starts beating her in the face! The referee pulls Kibby off after the five count. Kibby gets fed up with the referee getting in her business and shoves the referee away! The referee gets in Kibby’s face asserting his authority, and Kibby gets right back in his face and starts screaming at him!] JLT: If Kibby’s not careful, she’ll get disqualified. [As Kibby argues, Lily sneaks behind her with a schoolboy roll-up pin!] [1] . . . [2] . . [Kibby kicks out and Lily smirks at her as the two divas stand up and take a few steps back from each other. Kibby charges towards Lily and Lily dodges out of the way and sends Kibby face first into the turnbuckle, but Kibby stops her face just short of the corner. Tiger Lily runs and grabs the back of Kibby’s head, before springing up the ropes and hitting a unique modified bulldog, bashing Kibby’s face into the corner! At the end of the move, Lily ends up on the top of the turnbuckle with her back towards Kibby, but as Kibby stumbles backwards, Lily springs off towards Kibby with a moonsault! Kibby catches Lily! BAM! Kibby nails a sitdown piledriver on Lily!!!!! The crowd pops at the harsh move as Kibby evilly grins at the pain she has just inflicted.] JLT: Oh god, Lily’s head was just spiked into the canvas! Leah: That’s why I don’t understand high-flying wrestlers… it will just end in pain, no matter if you hit your move or not. [Lily lies motionless in the ring, but Kibby doesn’t cover. She begins to gloat and rises to her feet. The crowd boos loudly to which Kibby tells them to “kiss her ass”. Kibby then bends over in Lily’s face before stepping on both of Lily’s shoulders! Kibby then grabs a handful of Lily’s hair and yanks upwards! Lily screams and the referee counts the pin!] [1] . . . [2] . . . [Kibby releases one of her feet from Lily’s shoulders to break the pin, before stomping back onto the shoulder and starts to pull upwards with all her might on Lily’s hair! The ref counts again.] [1] . . . [2] . . . [Kibby breaks the count again and the ref warns her to let go of Lily’s hair. Kibby then shrugs and rips out a large chuck of Lily’s hair!!!!! Lily screams in pain as Kibby holds up the locks of Lily’s hair as a trophy. Lily rolls around on the ground in pain and Kibby throws the hair out of the ring and begins to climb the turnbuckle!] JLT: Lily’s hair! She ripped it out! I think Lily’s scalp is bleeding! Leah: What a shame, she’s loosing the few brain cells she has. [Kibby stands up and signals for Lily’s “Summer Lovin” 450 Splash! Lily starts to get to her feet though, and Kibby gets off the turnbuckle and walks over to Lily. Kibby grabs the back of her head, but Lily elbows Kibby in the gut. Kibby gets annoyed by this, and after she stumbles back a few steps, walks back up to Lily, but Lily nails Kibby in the face with her ‘Snaggletooth’ chickkick! The crowd pops at the surprise move and Lily begins to stumble towards the turnbuckle!] JLT: That kick came out of no where! [Lily ascends the rope slowly and signals for the “Summer Lovin”!!! The crowd cheers as Lily flips off the turnbuckle into a 450 Splash! Kibby rolls out of the way!!!!! Lily lands HARD on her chest, as she rolls around the ring, clutching her stomach. Kibby then ascends the turnbuckle, and jokingly taunts for the “Summer Lovin”! Kibby then laughs and shakes her head before grinning.] JLT: Oh no… Leah: Oh yes! [Kibby jumps as high as she can off the top rope and lands on Tiger Lily’s face with both feet!!!!!!!!!!!! The entire arena seems to scream in pain as Lily lets out a brutal yelp from Kibby’s “Facial Treatment” move. The camera flashes light up the arena to the point of blindness as Kibby steps off of Lily’s face.] JLT: OH MY GOD! LILY! Leah: She’s going to need a good plastic surgeon after that… a really good one. [Kibby, appearing to be satisfied at Lily’s destruction, grabs one of the locks of hair she ripped out of Lily’s head and holds it into the air in victory, before placing one foot on Lily’s chest for the pin count.] [1] . . . [2] . . . [3] JLT: Thank god, it’s over. John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen… here is your winner… KIBBYD!!!!! [The arena fills with boos as Kibby smugly stands in victory while her music plays over the PA system. Kibby gets on the turnbuckle and starts to pose when her entrance music is suddenly cut and a woman in a black ski mask with blonde hair appears on the video screen!] Leah: Uh-o. JLT: I KNEW IT! [Kibby looks towards the video screen confused, as the ski-masked woman holds up scissors and a rope. The woman then giggles as Kibby’s appears to be in total shock. The woman puts down the rope and scissors and then points at Kibby. The woman then starts to take off her mask!] JLT: Lily was framed! Leah: So who is this bitch!? [Just before the ski-mask comes off, revealing her face, the woman shrugs and leaves her mask on before laughing. Kibby starts to scream at the video screen, when the woman in the ski-mask slides into the ring behind her with a rope!!! The woman walks up behind Kibby and wraps the rope around Kibby’s neck! The woman holds Kibby tight and forces her to watch the feed of herself behind choked on the video screen. The woman then pulls off the mask as Kibby watches on the screen.] JLT: What?! Leah: Her?! [The woman is revealed to be none other than… Aphrodite!!!!! The crowd roars as Aphrodite grins, just before backing herself up to the turnbuckle and sitting herself on it, still keeping Kibby choking by the rope. Aphrodite then pulls Kibby up to the top rope with her as the crowd holds their breath in anticipation. Moments later, both women are standing on top of the turnbuckle when Aphrodite then spins Kibby around and leaps off into the ring with a ¾ neckbreaker hitting her finisher, “The Beauty Treatment”!!!!!] JLT: Kibby is out cold! Aphrodite set Tiger Lily up! Why?! Leah: I’m not sure… but I think Lily & Kibby may want to exchange plastic surgeon numbers… JLT: What? Why? Leah: Look… [Aphrodite has ascended the top rope again, and leaps off both feet first, right onto Kibby’s face!!!!!!!! Kibby lets out a horrific yelp as the sound of boot crushing bone is heard throughout the arena. The crowd once again reels in pain from watching the “Facial Treatment” being inflicted. Aphrodite, satisfied at what she’s done, rolls out of the ring and smirks the entire way up the ramp as the EMT’s run past her to the ring.] JLT: What does Aphrodite want with KibbyD?! Why did she set-up Tiger Lily?! Leah: And why is she French?! [We cut into the parking lot and see Krysta Taylor sitting bored and stroking her platinum hair. Out of the entrance way comes a dark green Toyota Hilux, the vehicle comes to a halt. First the door to the driver seat opens up and out comes a moody looking Japanese man in a blue trench coat and black everywhere else. The camera pans closer to show the face of who turns out to be Kenji Kozakura. He gets to the other side and opens the door. Out comes the Japanese Spitfire Makaze, decked out in black shiny boots and a snakeskin catsuit, fitted out as her ring attire. The Japanese crowd is heard cheering in the background upon seeing Makaze’s arrival.] [Kenji then puts his arm around Makaze and walks her into the doorway that would lead them both to the hallways in the Tokyo Dome, Krysta soon catches them in her sight and her eyes widen. She leaps off her railing and grabs her microphone, adjusting her hair as she runs towards the Japanese Spitfire and her associate.] Krysta Taylor: Oh my! Kenji and Makaze! [*under her breath* “Miss Yokohama Airbags & the Opium Leech”] You guys are actually a couple after all? [Makaze ignores Krysta and the couple continue to walk into the arena.] Krysta Taylor: Hey! Don’t walk away from me! Or is the boobzilla of Japan too busy with her coin slot eyes on some dumb title! [Makaze snaps her head around quickly at Krysta. lets go of Kenji and walks furiously towards her.] Makaze: Who the f*** are you calling coin slot, you bee stripe haired whore! I came here to bring hell to Katie Kooper and now I’m stuck with you. [Makaze just gives Krysta a death stare to make sure Krysta’s got the point.] Krysta Taylor: And you’re gonna wise up and speak egg yolk skin. Now are you intimidated by the fact that the little upbeat slut Katie has an advantage in her family based match, and not only that but that she may have a skill advantage from holding onto the same belt she beat your ass for several months ago? [Makaze stops and snaps her head to face Krysta, Krysta smiles cunningly and raises her eyebrows. Then Makaze snatches the microphone from her and addresses the slutty interviewer.] Makaze: One question you lousy mattress stain! Do I look like I’m the sort of person to be intimidated by the likes of Bronx gutter rats like the Koopers!? Katie is going to need a hell of a lot more than a kendo stick and pepper spray from last week in Manilla to get to me. The match tonight is going to be littered with all kinds of craziness from both sides. Tokyo and the Bronx. But there’s only one superior woman that’s now heading in that ring for her title. And you’re looking straight at her. Krysta Taylor: I see you. At least I’m looking at you with my eyes open. Wide open. Can you do that? *in a slow mocking tone* Ma-ka-zeee? [Kenji then races up to Krysta and starts laying it on her in Japanese] Kenji: あなたはあなたのマイクロホンとあなたが私の女性に与えている sass をとって、そしてそれをあなたの大きい太った白いプラスチック尻の上に押しやります！ そして、私があなたののどの下方に剣を差して、そして土地にあなたを入れる前に、それをしてください！ Krysta: English please! Or how you folks say it “Engrish prease!” Makaze: You and me have had ourselves at sniffing distance for minutes now, and I can honestly say that your breath smells exactly like jist! Next time you want to interview me properly, get some mouthwash and a polishing handkerchief. So that you can speak proper, and polish the Rockford State title for me at the same time once I’ve got it back! [Makaze then takes the microphone away and swipes it at Krysta’s head. Krysta backs off as she clutches her face with her hair in the way. Makaze just chuckles evilly and struts back towards the doors with Kenji to enter the arena.] [It was finally that time. The one match that everybody was looking forward into seeing, Katie Kooper vs. Makaze II, the feud that Katie already said that was going to die tonight when Katie beats Makaze to retain the Rockford State Championship, it's been one helluva night so far, and it's about to get a lot better. Katie was in the back, Travis was in her locker room waiting on cue for when Katie had to go out to the ring. Katie was standing by the stage curtain to go out to the ring when she suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder, Katie looked over and it happened to be DU Male Interviewer Joe Ragnal.] Joe Ragnal: Sorry to bother you Katie, Shane sent me over for a quick interview. [Katie didn't say much to Joe, she was already in her "zone" for the match as she just nodded towards him.] Joe Ragnal: You nervous or anything like that? You've been active during the whole show before you're match. Katie Kooper: NERVOUS? You're asking me if I'm nervous about defending MY belt in MY match against the Noodle Eating Whore Makaze? I'd be more worried if I seen the reconstruction of freaking Godzilla than be worried about her; I'm not afraid of her, and I know she's not afraid of me. It's going to be some blood shed in the ring, and this will go down as one of DU's Most Physcial matches anybody has ever seen! I gauren-damn-tee it! I said all I've needed to say the whole night, and I'm about to go show it in the ring. Joe Ragnal: So you're pretty confident in your chances of walking out the champion? Katie Kooper: Of course I am. Makaze brought out this new fire in me that I never knew I had in myself; my one main goal is to retain the Rockford State Championship and my other goal is to make sure she leaves in a fucking body bag!! Somebody’s going down… and it's not going to be me. ["Watch me Shine" blared over the PA System as Travis was seen coming from Katie's lockeroom as he stood right next to her.] Travis Kooper: You ready to do this damn thing? Katie Kooper: Let's do it! and Joe.. Joe Ragnal: Yeah? Katie Kooper: Has everybody ever told you that you look like the fat version of Eminem with your bad hair dye job? I'll leave you with that. [Travis walked out to the stage first, followed by Katie. Joe was left standing there with his hands trailing through his hair...thinking about the comment Katie made.] Rockford State Championship No DQ: Bronx Street Fight Match Katie Kooper© vs. Makaze JLT: And now, viewers...it’s time for something a little bit special. Leah: Please don’t tell me this involves Henshin Bellyhoohah. That kind of ‘special’ belongs in a short bus, not on TV. JLT: Much though I wish to spend a few hours lecturing you on the evils of bigotry, I’m going to have to put that on hold – Leah: YES! JLT: - because the next match doesn’t actually feature Henshin BELL-E-ZA; it’s the long awaited rematch for the Rockford State title – Kooper/Makaze II! Leah: II? What happened to I? JLT: You slept through it. As usual. Leah: Figures, with those two talent-void dykes in the ring. JLT: [groans] [Our cameras take a smooth, panning shot over the ring and its surrounding area, revealing numerous backstage busybodies taking care of a little redecoration. The paper lanterns and miniature trees are temporarily stuffed away into cardboard boxes, and replaced by traffic lights, newspaper boxes, a Coke vending machine, and some wastepaper baskets filled with empty hypodermic needles. For good measure, they even reverse a yellow cab down the entrance ramp, causing many frail ladies in the front rows to collapse from all the carcinogenic crud belching out the exhaust.] Leah: I’m ODing on the cliché of all this. JLT: Oh, get in the spirit, Leah – it’s a Bronx Street Fight! Leah: Really? Hey, it’s like a homecoming for me! JLT: How, exactly? Leah: Hey, don’t you be fooled by this cushy announcing gig I got, I’m still Leah from the – JLT: Chicago? Leah: ...Oh yeah. Dammit. [Just as the last worker shuffles back out of sight, Yasushi Ishii’s ‘World Without Logos’ strikes into life, drawing an unusually positive response from the audience as the lights begin to flicker quickly between white and blue tint. Smoke machines pour a dreamy fog across the stage – before a dark spectre at its centre parts the clouds like Moses with the Red Sea. Or the Dead Sea. Whichever sea it was.] John Roe: The following contest is set for one fall...it is the Bronx Street Fight for the Divas Unleashed Rockford State Championship! [OOH-BIG-NEWS POP!] John Roe: In this match, there are NO disqualifications, and falls count anywhere! Introducing first, from Yokohama, Japan, weighing in at 104 pounds...the Japanese Spitfire, MAAAAAAAAKAAAAAAZZZZEEE! [With her oni-patterned kimono fluttering in some unseen breeze, Makaze saunters calmly down to the ring, looking down her nose at the new props that offend her Oriental sensibilities. As ever, she clutches a BeGoths doll under one arm, and on this night, the little monster has a Polaroid snapshot of Katie taped over its face, with pin needles stuck through the eyes.] JLT: Makaze, over the past two months, has been a woman possessed, her every motion and mood growing more and more foul as the shame of losing the Rockford Title to, in her mind, a 'lesser' woman chipped away at her soul...and now, I fear the critical point has been reached. Leah: What, is she gonna explode? Please tell me she'll explode. JLT: She's not going to explode, Leah. Leah: I can't get no satisfaction 'round here. JLT: Y'know, since you're an active competitor now, Leah, I'm almost tempted to throw you in the ring with Makaze. Maybe then you'll get some 'satisfaction'. Leah: Uhm, yeah, see, I was only...medically cleared to fight for one match. Because I have, er, tuberculosis. And nose cancer. JLT: NOSE cancer? [Stepping briskly up onto the apron, Makaze swings her leg through the ropes - then pauses for thought, before raising one arm up high - drawing a warm round of applause from her home nation's fanbase. Now sporting a self-satisfied smirk, she steps into the ring and throws the kimono off her shoulders, letting it drop to the mat before kicking it away to the outside. The leggings of her ring attire are printed with the characters '死の至福', meaning...something unpleasant, no doubt. Turning to face the stage, Makaze hands her BeGoths doll to John Roe, who gives it a disparaging look before tossing it away over his shoulder; the Japanese Spitfire couldn't care less about the condition of her toy, though, as her music fades away, to be replaced with Joanna Pacitti's 'Watch Me Shine'...] JR: And her opponent...from the Bronx, New York, weighing in at 140 pounds, she is the Divas Unleashed Rockford State Champion...the Feisty Redhead, KATIIIIIIEEEEE KOOOOOOOPEEEERRRRRR! [As much of the audience begins to rumble with discontent, the curtains are thrown apart and out storms the defiant miss Kooper, family-branded baseball jersey thrown over her ring attire, hair pulled back into a ponytail and still damp from the showers. Either that, or she just fell in a paddling pool backstage moments ago. The Rockford State belt is clutched tightly in her right hand, leaving one strap to trail behind her as she marches quickly down the ramp...] JLT: Katie Kooper's had one hell of a year, folks; after a few uneventful months following her debut, she found something intangible within her soul, something to hold on to, that pushed her that little bit further - all the way to the Rockford State title at Control Of The Knife! Leah: Don't we know this already? JLT: It's a recap for the new people, not you. Nonetheless, Katie hasn't had so much luck since then, as Makaze has taken it upon herself to make the Redhead's life a living he-e-ere we GO! [ - Katie sprints the remaining distance down the ramp and tosses the Rockford belt into the ring - Makaze having to duck her head so the title doesn't K.O. her - then slides in under the bottom rope, straight into a Hip Toss from Makaze - no, Katie refuses to leave her feet, then takes a skipping step across and reverses the move, sending Makaze flipping over onto her back - no, she gets her feet under her - and a Thrust Kick catches Katie right on the jaw! She falls, and Makaze quickly covers - ] [1] [Kickout!] [The Japanese Spitfire rolls off her opponent and dashes towards the ropes, rebounding and rushing back towards Katie and flying into a spinning Headscissor Takedown - but the Feisty Redhead stops her momentum cold, and drops her onto one knee with a Pendulum Backbreaker! Pin by Katie...] [1] [Kickout!] [Makaze snarls as she rolls to her feet, and rushes Katie again - only to take an unscheduled economy-class flight via a Back Toss before crashing back down on the mat with a WHAM! Katie punches the air and exclaims with delight at the sound of the impact.] JLT: Just like last time, they're off to a quick start! Leah: And just like last time, I'm bored. Wake me up if one of 'em starts bleeding again, willya? JLT: I can hurt you - strike that, I WILL hurt you if you start flaking out again. This is serious, woman! [The bell belatedly rings, and Katie pulls off her baseball jersey - no, Makaze's up, and she's grabbed ahold of it! And now she pulls it tight against Katie's throat, whilst the front of the jersey covers the redhead's eyes! There's nothing for the ref - or anyone else - to do as Katie staggers this way and that, gasping for breath, reaching out with prying fingers for guidance, as Makaze pulls ever tighter - until she decides instead to jump forwards onto her knees, driving Katie's head straight down to the mat! Leaving the pride of the Kooper family to flail blindly, Makaze slides out of the ring and lifts the skirt of the apron, looking under the ring...and finding... ...A SINGAPORE CANE!] JLT: This isn't good news for Katie - in Makaze's hands, that cane might as well be a sword! Leah: Hmm? Sword? Bitch is gonna get cut? I'm paying attention now. [Rolling back inside, Makaze sneers down at Katie, then pulls her jersey away from her lower back, itself uncovered by her sports bra. With a growl of rage, Makaze raises the cane overhead and - ] CRACK! [ - brings it crashing down across Katie's spine! Even the less-than-sympathetic Asian crowd can't help but groan in dismay as the redhead's cry of agony rings out through the arena...] CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! [And three more precision strikes rain down on the same spot, leaving angry red welts burning against Katie's skin! Makaze laughs coldly, then reaches down to pull the tangled jersey off her victim; as the cameras close in, we can hear the Japanese Spitfire hiss, "I wanna see the look on your face when I break you, bitch".] JLT: Makaze's really taking control now - Leah: A blind puppy could 'take control' against the Feisty Retard if you gave it a really big stick like that. JLT: Silence. I think - and no disrespect to Katie here - that in terms of pure ferocity, Makaze has the edge in this fight; she's the one who DOESN'T have the belt, and a hungry dog fights harder... Leah: Hey, you don't get to call them dogs! That's my job! I'm suing for gimmick infringement! JLT: I was only using the word as part of an old pearl of wisdom! Leah: I don't wanna hear your voice again until we're in court. [Makaze holds up the Kooper-branded jersey and makes a show of spitting on it, drawing some approving roars from the less civilised crowd members, before tossing the torn top out of the ring and turning back to face Katie, who's just now managed to push herself up to one knee. Taking a lunging step forward, Makaze swings - ] [ - BUT KATIE GRABS THE CANE! Shaking her head, she stands up tall, refusing to let go as Makaze tries to jerk the weapon free, then pulls back, drawing Makaze in close - right into a Belly-to-Back Suplex! Makaze rolls away into a corner after landing, then pounds the mat with a fist in frustration before scrabbling to her feet - just as Katie yells, "Batter up!" and - ] KRAKOOM! [ - BREAKS THE CANE IN HALF ACROSS MAKAZE'S SKULL! The Japanese Spitfire takes a single tottering step before sinking to the canvas and slowly, grudgingly, rolling out under the bottom rope to fall to the floor.] JLT: Holy Spearmint Rhino dancing girls sleeping in a fishtank full of maple syrup! Katie just showed that what goes around, comes around - with a full orbit's worth of interest on top! Leah: I hope the hole in Makaze's head makes some of her whoreness leak out. JLT: [sigh] Whatever - Katie's got an opportunity to even things up, can she capitalise on it? [Katie throws away the broken cane and hisses through her teeth as she reaches around to rub at the red marks left from Makaze's earlier assault. Meanwhile, outside the ring, Makaze uses the security barrier to pull herself up to her knees, one hand clutched firmly around her head, before steadily trying to get one foot under her body, then the other, rearing around towards the ring, following a true grappler's instinct despite the falls-count-anywhere rule - and Katie comes off the ropes - PLANCHA! The Feisty Redhead flies through the ropes and lands straight onto Makaze, whose legs give out under the pressure, causing both girls to sprawl along the floor...with Katie staying atop Makaze! The Japanese Spitfire's shoulders are down! Where's that ref?] [1] [2 - NO! Kickout!] [Rolling off her foe, Katie reaches under the apron and removes a traffic sign - sporting some confusing Kanji lettering with English subtitles reading 'This Is Not An Exit' - a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire, and a folding-legged table! Makaze rolls up into a sitting position, looking groggy - but quickly wakes up as Katie reaches around from behind with the 2x4, forcing the points of barbed wire to bury deep into Makaze's forehead! Makaze shrieks as ribbons of blood begin to trickle into her eyes, but she shakes her head 'no!' to the ref, and Katie, tiring of this particular distraction, pries the 2x4 away, then forces Makaze back down to the floor with a kick between the shoulder blades.] JLT: Last time, it was Makaze who drew first blood - and it seems Katie was very anxious to return that particular favor. At least, I'm presuming that's how that 2x4 got under there - it's not something I'd expect to see at one of our shows, usually... Leah: See, I figured that's what Tequila uses to keep Shane loyal these days. Notice how long it's been since his last affair? [With Makaze reeling, Katie turns her attentions back to the table, and quickly hooks its legs into position, then turns it over to leave it standing between the apron and the security barriers. That done, the Feisty Redhead pulls Makaze up out of a puddle of her own blood and half-throws her into the ring, leaving the Japanese Spitfire laying on the edge of the apron. A quick downwards elbow strike from Katie keeps her still, then Katie hops up onto the apron and pulls Makaze up by the hair, locking her arms into a double-underhook position, looking to the set-up table with an expression of grim resolve...] JLT: Oh god, I'm getting deja vu...Katie damn near killed both Makaze and herself with the 'Beautiful' at CotK...and now with a table?! Leah: Death? That's hot. JLT: ...What? Leah: I don't know...all this actual wrestling crap is draining my sarcasm banks. [With a grunt of effort, Katie lifts Makaze up and DRIVES HER INTO THE TABLE WITH - OH NO SHE DOESN'T! Makaze twists her feet around the top rope, preventing Katie from lifting her fully! The Feisty Redhead snarls with frustration and lets her opponent back down onto the apron, delivering a clubbing blow to the back - and Makaze strikes back with a shoulder thrust to the midsection! Katie gasps and loses her grip, allowing Makaze to stand back up and rake her eyes, then turn and clutch Katie's head over her shoulder - she runs to one of the turnbuckles - steps up onto the top rope - flips back - ] CRUNCH! [ - AND DRIVES KATIE THROUGH THE TABLE WITH THE KYOUCHOU! (that's a Shiranui, BTW) ] JLT: OHMIGOD! That one went BADLY wrong for Katie Kooper! Leah: That was hilarious. How much do we have to pay to make 'em do it again? [Amidst the wreckage, Makaze has an arm over Katie. The ref scrambles out of the ring to make the count - ] [1] [2] [3 - ooh, hang on, that'd be anticlimactic, wouldn't it? KICKOUT!] [Makaze slowly staggers up to her feet, then pulls her nemesis up by one arm - and with more than a little effort, slings her down the ringside corridor and into the security barriers. Katie crashes against the unforgiving metal back-first and slumps down to a seated position; meanwhile, Makaze picks up the traffic sign from earlier, then takes a slow running start towards the redhead - before brutally dropkicking the sign INTO HER FACE! Katie flops limply to the side, and Makaze covers!] [1] [2] [3 - NO! Kickout!] [Makaze screams something in Japanese towards the rafters; it's probably not worth translating, since it'll likely be censored.] JLT: Makaze really can't afford to get frustrated; she has to understand that Katie is every bit as determined not to lose here as she is... [Pulling on Katie's hair a little more forcefully than is really necessary, Makaze drags the Feisty Redhead up and starts leading her up the entrance ramp, pointing dramatically to the yellow cab parked at the side whilst whispering threats into Katie's ear. Shoving the current Rockford champ against one of the cab's doors, Makaze takes a few steps back and shares a sadistic grin with the appreciative audience, then runs forward - and gets caught with a Drop Toe Hold from Katie - ] SMASH! [ - AND MAKAZE'S HEAD GOES STRAIGHT THROUGH THE DOOR'S WINDOW! The crowd moan in anguish as Makaze stumbles backwards, shaking uncontrollably, whilst tiny, glittering glass shards rain down from her face - except for the few that remain stuck in the many small cuts decorating her features. Turning around, she looks ready to scream again - but Katie cuts her off with a Superkick! Both girls lay still on the ground for a moment...two moments...before Katie rolls across and hooks Makaze's leg!] [1] [2] [3] [AW HELL NO! Kickout!] JLT: God, I hope we have EMTs ready after this one's finished... Leah: Oh, they're always ready, if Tara Lee goes into labour again. Scratch that - 'when' she does, not 'if'. [Slowly, Katie pulls herself up once more - as does Makaze, grabbing the front of Katie's top for support. With a snarl of rage, Katie pushes the Japanese Spitfire away, and Makaze rolls head over heels further towards the stage. As she clutches at her midsection, Katie takes a quick breather, then stops forward - ] WHIFFF - SKLUTCH! [ - then stops dead, blinks, and looks down at her left shoulder...where a round steel blade adorned with vicious spikes has embedded itself.] JLT: What the hell?! Leah: I think I've seen this movie before... [As Katie's mouth hangs open in shock, Makaze cackles to herself, then dashes forwards for a Roundhouse Kick - but Katie picks her up by the waist and SLAMS her down with a turning Spinebuster - ONTO THE BROKEN GLASS SHARDS SPILLED ON THE GROUND! Makaze's back arches involuntarily from the pain, as Katie takes hold of the shuriken digging into her shoulder - and with an agonised yell, tears it back out! Instantly, crimson drops begin to leak from the open wound and pitter-patter upon the floor.] JLT: I can't believe...she...Makaze actually brought a shuriken into this match... Leah: She uses 'Sure for Men'? I always suspected... JLT: A throwing star, for god's sake! It's one thing for these girls to batter each other with chairs and tables, but that's a lethal weapon! She could've cut Katie's throat out with it! Leah: Hang on, are you implying that barbed wire ISN'T potentially lethal? JLT: Oddly, yes. [Seeing her own blood only seems to make Katie even more enraged than she already was, as she drags Makaze up once again, before spitting in the eye of the Japanese Spitfire, then picking her straight up off her feet and planting her across the bonnet of the taxi with a Scoop Slam! Unsatisfied, the Feisty Redhead pulls herself up onto the roof of the car, which creaks ominously under the pressure.] Leah: Either that cab's suspension is shot to hell...or those gurls weigh more than elephants with eating disorders. JLT: I'm sure it's the former...though right now, I'm more worried about how these girls are feeling, than how much they weigh. [Standing tall atop the taxi, Katie takes a quick look around at the crowd, now too caught up in the action to jeer her, before pulling Makaze up beside her, hooking one arm, twisting around to hook the left - with some difficulty, owing to the stab wound in her bicep - then lifts Makaze up, her head now pointing down towards the roof of the cab...] JLT: Oh, no, no, no, no - ! [ - and Katie sits down.] KABLAM! SCRUNCH! THUNK! JLT: NO! Leah: KEANU SEZ WHOA! JLT: Katie just smashed Makaze with the 'Energetic' Vertrebreaker...onto that taxi...which collapsed under the impact! [Indeed, the car's axles have snapped, leaving the frame and body of the vehicle to slump onto the floor. The roof has caved in, leaving Katie and Makaze are left laying in the middle of it all, chests rising and falling slowly with laboured breaths, eyes closed, extremities twitching erratically. The ref stands nearby, with his hands on his head, unsure if he should start a K.O. countdown or just call an ambulance.] JLT: Please let this one be over. For the sake of all that's sane and proper, let it be...oh god, they're still moving. [Katie's eyes flutter open and she cranes her neck around, looking for her enemy; upon seeing Makaze laid out on her front, she reaches across and gently turns her over, trying to make a pin...but Makaze rolls a little too much, sliding off the side of the car to the floor. With a whispered curse, Katie crawls over - and her hand slips, causing her to fall to the floor as well. Luckily, she gets one arm across Makaze's chest, and the ref drops down for the count...] [1] [2] [...] [Wait for it...] [...] [I'm sorry, your 3 is in another castle. KICKOUT!] JLT: Not again! Leah: My thoughts exactly. Somebody shoot these bitches. [Katie buries her face in her palms as Makaze slowly crawls away to the security barricade, which she uses to prop herself back up. Looking over her shoulder, the Japanese Spitfire sees Katie returning to her vertical base, the fire of determination still burning in her eyes - and Makaze just shakes her head, then staggers away towards the staff exit at the side of the stage. Katie goes after her, stumbling slightly and keeping one hand pressed to her bleeding shoulder.] JLT: Where are they going? Leah: To the mall, maybe - don't they know you can't buy nothing except rice and paper walls in this country? Stupid. JLT: They're moving out of range of our regular cameras - sorry about this, viewers, we've got handhelds moving into position now...ah, there we are. [We cut to a view of the backstage area, and find Makaze still running (well, turbo-limping at least) and maintaining a good lead over Katie. At the sounds of commotion, a locker-room door opens, and Kitty Cummings steps out, a slushie held in one hand. She stops short at the sight of Makaze, whose ring attire is now caked with dried blood. Thanks to the audience's absence, we can clearly hear every word said...] Kitty Cummings: Ohmigod, are you bleeding?! D'you want me to go get, like, some Band-Aids or something? Makaze: No, just - c'mere! [Lunging forwards, Makaze grabs Kitty's arm - then shoves her roughly towards Katie! Katie catches Kitty easily enough, but the Teen Spirit member's slushie goes flying and splashes its icy, bubblegum-flavoured contents all over the Feisty Redhead's face.] Kitty Cummings: Oooh, I'm SO sorry! Katie: S'fine, just get outta the way! [Katie shoves Kitty away to the side - ] WHIFF! [ - and ducks sharply, neatly dodging an iron bar swung at her head by Makaze! The redhead braces herself as she stands back up, whilst Makaze spins all the way around, then swings again, lower this time - and Katie catches the bar neatly against her ribs! But Makaze lets go and steps forward, lashing out with an open-palm strike - straight to Katie's injured shoulder!] JLT: Oh, I hated that - but it WAS pretty clever strategy! Leah: I loved it - and I've no idea what 'strategy' even means. Go figure. [Katie cries out and also drops the bar, sinking to one knee and clutching her shoulder again - allowing Makaze to grab the bar, brace it around Katie's throat - and slam her down to the floor with a metallic variant of the White Russian Leg Sweep! She hooks the leg...where did we leave that ref? Oh, here he comes...] [1] [2] [...] [Drum roll, please.] [*dum dum dum dum dum dum dum*] [...It's a kickout. *Badum-TISH!*] Makaze: GOD F*CKING DAMMIT! [The ref cringes and backs off at Makaze's foul expression, before the Japanese Spitfire grudgingly pulls herself up again and drags Katie along in a headlock, heading further down through the corridors...following the green 'exit' signs mounted on the walls.] JLT: NOW where are they going? Leah: Like I said - mall. Makaze's low on energy, so she needs a sushi recharge. Simple. JLT: She's a diva, not frickin' Popeye. [At the end of the corridor appear several glass doors leading outside the arena. Upon seeing them, a wide, shark-like grin spreads over Makaze's face...] Makaze: Ah, retribution, you DO love to spoil me... [Shifting her hand to grasp the back of Katie's head only, Makaze starts to run, forcing Katie to stumble along with her, all the way down towards the doors, where Makaze THROWS KATIE FORWARDS AND - ] THUD! [ - the door refuses to break, leaving Katie to smack her head off the glass and sink down to the floor, eyes rolling in their sockets. Makaze knocks on the pane experimentally, then scowls in irritation.] Makaze: Just can't seem to catch a break tonight. [With a shrug, Makaze leads Katie up again, links hands with her, and Irish Whips her straight towards the door - ] Katie: Not this time! [ - but Katie reverses - and Makaze - ] SMASH! [ - GOES STRAIGHT THROUGH A WINDOW FOR THE SECOND TIME TONIGHT! The Japanese Spitfire drops into a roll outside, covering her head with arms that now bleed from a multitude of small gashes, just as Katie steps through the broken door, nodding sheepishly to the shocked citizens of Tokyo standing nearby.] Katie: Nothing to worry about, folks. Just a slight misunderstanding. [The Feisty Redhead smiles a little through the pain wracking her body as she moves in on the downed Makaze - ] THUNK! [ - until one of the civilians just mentioned there smacks his briefcase over Katie's head, knocking the redhead to the ground!] JLT: What the - ? Leah: Ohmigod! RAPIST! Someone call security! JLT: That's...that's Kenji Kozakura, Makaze's manager-cum-boyfriend-cum-former-assassin-cum-whatever-else-he-is! Leah: Say what? JLT: This can't be a coincidence! Makaze's just trying to tip the scales against Katie! Damn her eyes! [Makaze looks up and winks at her lover, who shrugs with a half-smile, before pulling Katie back up to her feet and holding her arms behind her back. Katie barely has the time to recollect her bearings before Makaze boots her in the gut, hooks her arms, and turns her around - then drives her headfirst onto the cold, unforgiving concrete with the 'O-Ba-Kiru'! Turning Katie over onto her back, Makaze looks to go for a pin - but as the ref enters the scene, she stops herself, and instead looks around, past a subway entrance, several bins, a parked car or three, searching for something...] JLT: Just end it now! What more can she possibly want?! Leah: Maybe a bra that fits properly. So she's looking for enough material to make one. JLT: Shut up. Leah: Try a circus tent, ho! [Eventually, Makaze's eyes come to rest on...a public phone box nearby. With some straining, she drags Katie over to near its base, then calls Kenji over and instructs him to go down on all fours, which he does. Makaze then uses his back as a platform to reach the top of the phone box, looks around towards Katie, blows a very sarcastic kiss, and...LAUNCHES INTO THE AIR WITH THE KA-MAKAZE! WHICH HITS HOME! Makaze shrieks triumphantly up at the blackened night sky, and lazily drops over Katie's unmoving form...] [1] [2] [...] [The suspense builds...] [...] [What's less than 4 and more than 2?] [...] [3, you say? Well...true. But could it not also be...2.9?] [KICK THE F*CK OUT!] JLT: How...how did she...? Leah: Hang on - that was a finisher. So the match should be finished. What gives? [Makaze shares Leah's viewpoint, unsusprisingly; she blinks, mouth agape, and tears at her hair for a moment, before SLAPPING the referee across the face and accusing him of a slow count. In Japanese. Naturally, the ref looks hurt, but it's still a no-DQ match, so he can't do much about it. With another shout of frustration, Makaze rolls over onto her back and lays still, arms spread to the side, catching her breath. Kenji kneels down beside her and offers some words of encouragement, and after a minute, the Japanese Spitfire gets back to her feet, using her boyfriend for support, then tells him to pick up Katie again.] Leah: Being double-teamed...in Tokyo...it's like a chapter from my autobiography. One of the better chapters. JLT: This is just...wait, you have an autobiography? Leah: Well...it's kinda...written in my head just now. Apparently, I've gotta use some kinda glowy-box thing to make it into an actual book. JLT: Would this 'glowy box-thing' be a computer, perchance? Leah: I think that's what they called it, yeah. [Kenji pulls the not-so-Feisty-right-now Redhead up off the ground, with some difficulty owing to Katie's legs becoming jelly-like and repeatedly giving out under her own weight. Makaze bares her teeth towards the redhead - then blinks in suprise at something over Kenji's shoulder. Seeing the look, Kenji glances behind him - ] Travis Kooper: You get your f*king hands off my sister, d*ckhead. [ - and Travis SMACKS Kenji right across the jaw with a massive haymaker! The shifty former assassin stumbles away, losing his grip on Katie, and Makaze can only stand and stare as Travis follows up with a knee to the groin - drawing a whimper of pain from the other man - then tosses him headfirst into a nearby wastebasket. As Travis sniggers at his work, and Kenji's legs flail around in midair, Makaze runs forward and delivers a Roundhouse Kick to Travis' head - but no, he sidesteps at the last second! And Katie takes Makaze down with a sudden Spear - ] JLT: Wait - STEPS! [ - AND BOTH WOMEN TUMBLE DOWN THE STEPS LEADING DOWN TO A SUBWAY PLATFORM! The repeated crunches of bone on concrete echo back up to us before a final, definitive 'clunk' is heard, as the girls stop moving down at the bottom...and don't move.] Travis Kooper: KATIE! [Agonised, Travis sinks to his knees for a moment, paralysed with fear - then scurries back up and runs down the steps, three at a time, with the cameraman in hot pursuit.] Travis Kooper: Katie? Katie, please, don't be - just talk to me, sis, willya? [Makaze and Katie both look completely out of it, each with new, fresh gashes on their heads and shins, as well as multiple dark purple bruises forming. Neither moves or says anything, and Travis can only bring himself to touch his sister's arm gingerly, for fear of exacerbating any injuries...but at his touch one of her eyes opens by a crack, and she swallows drily, before murmuring...] Katie: You...you've got a...real...knack for tryin' ta help...just when I...don't need help anymore... [Travis laughs at that. Just then, the ref belatedly turns up, and sees that one of Katie's arms is laying over Makaze. He drops down with a shrug and counts the pin!] [1] [2] [3] [Oh yeah, because I'd really let it end like that? Pffft. KICKOUT!] [The ref slumps to the floor with a groan. Katie lets out a morbid chuckle.] Katie: Yeah...like it'd ever be that easy... [With help from Travis, the Feisty Redhead pulls herself up one more time, and gives Makaze, who continues to lay on the ground, trying to shake the cobwebs out of her head, a very hard look...then extends a helping hand to the Japanese Spitfire, who stares up at it in shock.] Leah: Oh, c'mon...screw the fair play, gurl, just kick the bitch while she's down! JLT: Katie can't hear you...and even if she could, she'd still do the right thing. Which that isn't. [With their eyes burrowing deeply into each other's, neither Katie nor Makaze move for a few moments...until Makaze suddenly reaches up...and takes the offered hand, allowing Katie to help pull her up. The Feisty Redhead looks to her brother and jerks her thumb towards the stairs; he takes the point and heads back up and out of sight, leaving the two women to finish this alone.] [There is a moment of utter silence as both rivals stare one another down, each barely able to stand up, each still refusing to consider defeat as a possibility. Then, as the sound of an approaching train rings out from somewhere down the tunnels, they begin again.] [Both divas rush in, and lock up in collar-&-elbow formation, straining back and forth, jockeying to lead each other into a tactically advantageous position. Makaze shifts right, then left, as far as she can, but Katie's weight and strength advantage is too great to overcome, and the Japanese Spitfire finds herself constantly pushed back. She strikes with a few quick knee strikes, and succeeds in breaking Katie's grip, but her follow-up kick is caught, and Katie spins her around before hooking in a waistlock from behind...] JLT: How these girls can even try to pull off technical mat-wrestling, on a train platform, after all they've done to each other, is beyond me. Leah: What's beyond me is why I'm still sitting here watching this crap. I'm outta here... JLT: You sit there willingly or I'll handcuff you to the table. Leah: ...Okay. JLT: Good. Leah: ...You keep handcuffs on you? JLT: Not now... [Makaze quickly wraps one leg around one of Katie's to thwart a German Suplex attempt, then pries the Feisty Redhead's hands apart, before grabbing hold of her left hand and twisting into an Arm Wrench, putting pressure on Katie's sliced-open left shoulder! As Katie cries out, Makaze follows up with repeated kicks to the gut, then lets go of the arm and finishes off with a Spinning Heel Kick targeted towards Katie's chest, which knocks the redhead down...and leaves her laying with her head leaning over the edge of the platform...and as the sound of the approaching train grows louder, Makaze grins.] JLT: Oh, no, this is just too far - somebody get down there and separate those two! Makaze's seriously going to get Katie killed! Leah: See, Shane probably just thinks that's one less whore on the payroll - which is a good thing, right? [The Japanese Spitfire kneels down and straddles Katie, wrapping both hands around her throat as she laughs indulgently. Katie struggles against her grip, then looks to the side with widened eyes - towards a light at the end of the tunnel growing ever brighter. Her panic makes her stronger, but Makaze remains immobile, leaning in close to whisper something we can't quite hear to her rival...] THUD! [Then Katie uses what little freedom of motion she has to strike Makaze's lowered face with a headbutt right on the nose! Makaze cries out and leans back, clutching her face - and with her arms free, Katie shoves her off and rolls back to her feet, just as the train arrives! Makaze, dizzied, turns around and shoots a right hand at Katie - who catches it - and SWINGS MAKAZE TOWARDS - ] WHAM! [ - THE TRAIN!] JLT: OH MY GOD! Leah: C'mon baby, do the locomotion! HA! [Makaze takes a single step - then falls slowly backwards, 'Timber!'-style, straight to the floor and lies motionless. Katie sinks to her knees, then crawls over, barely able to hook the leg as the ref scurries forwards...] [1] [2] [...] [Oh...] [Oh...] [Ooooohhhhhh...] [...] [...3!] [The ref raises Katie's arm in the air; it falls limply back down as soon as he lets go. Back in the arena, John Roe mutters darkly about his lost screentime, before grabbing the mic.] John Roe: Here is your winner...and STILL the Rockford State Champion...KATIIIIIIEEE KOOOOOOPEEEERRRRR! JLT: I...don't really know what to say. That was simply one of the most hellishly brutal things I've ever had to watch. All credit to both women for going through it; but even for Katie, the victor, will she be able to look back on this match in a week's time and think, 'it was worth it'? I'm not sure. Leah: Eh, a couple days at the spa and they'll be fine. Well, not 'fine' - they'll still both be ugly, but, y'know, they won't be all broken and stuff. Can I go now? JLT: No...hard though it is to believe, we've still got matches to follow this one. [Travis Kooper appears on the scene, clutching the Rockford belt; he hooks one of his sister's arms over his neck and helps her stand on legs that don't seem capable of movement. Makaze, meanwhile, is left alone, to bleed, to sleep...and to brood.] [We look in on the backstage area. As we see various carts for use in transporting people around the Tokyo Dome city-area and other items relating to the upkeep of the arena—our cameras come across the door to Shane Rockford's office, which of course is shut. Within seconds we hear what are at first feint sounds of flip-flops which grow louder with each step the person wearing them takes towards us. A turn to the right shows us said person. She is about 5'9” and has a tan—no, it's not Meggie. This isn't as deep a tan, but it's easy to see this young woman has had her share of time in the sun. She has dark brown hair that flows well past her shoulders and has on a casual blue top to go with khaki shorts that reach to just a couple inches past her knees, as well as black flip-flops. The person? Madison Seton, Laura's younger sister. What's this all about? She goes up to the door and knocks on it.] Shane Rockford: Yeah...? Madison: Is it okay to come in? Shane Rockford: Who is it? Madison: Madison Seton. Shane Rockford: [perking up] OH! Yeah, come on in. [She opens the door and heads in to the professionally appearing office and takes a seat in a chair in front of Shane's desk.] Shane Rockford: I've been expecting you, how are you doing? Madison: Kinda nervous. Laura's been uppity about her match. I really hope she doesn't lose. She's bad enough as it is, you know what I mean? [Shane gets a look of understanding the situation.] Shane Rockford: All too well, young one. [He quickly reaches for a stack of papers to his left and places them in front of Madison.] Shane Rockford: I went over the application you sent in. I'll say that your lineage gives you a good athletic background, which is important. I appreciate you having sent in the tapes of your matches on the indy scene. Maybe it's partly because of your name and relation, most of it is because I like what I've seen out of you. Tell me though, why this is worth doing. Madison: I feel this is an open opportunity for me to begin a career. I know you've hired others in the past at my age and they've fared well in the ring as well as they began stellar careers. I've followed DU and done my history. You are no fool, Mr. Rockford. You field the best women in the business and I think that, even at my age, I can be among them. Shane Rockford: Why should your age and lack of experience NOT be a hindrance? Madison: Well...when Laura began HER career, she was just 17 as well. Look how she's turned out. Askai champion, Stripped champion—and still on an upward swing here. I don't think you can deny that. Granted she joined here after 4 years of wrestling—but I think that, like her then, I have untapped ability. Shane Rockford: For an absolutely raw rookie, you were very competitive and were quite impressive. Maybe not the greatest 17-year old out there, but I can agree with that statement. Go on.... Madison: I think too that my personality is something would be refreshing. It's like most people here are “b*tch, b*tch, b*tch” and whatnot. Egos every where. Tantrums thrown 24/7. I'm a peaceful kid. I don't whine. I'm polite. I'm almost anti what everyone else here is, and I'm not going to make a bit to do over it. I'd be a refreshing change for the audience to see—someone who ISN'T overly involved with herself and cares for what's really going on instead of being so shallow. I'd be a perfect face for this company once I've found my footing. Shane Rockford: Interesting points. [takes a moment to think] I'll tell you what, Madison. I'll sign you... [Madison smiles and acts age-appropriate.] Madison: YEAH!!! WOOT, WOOT BABY!!! Shane Rockford: ....just hold on here. I'll sign you to a provisional contract. You prove to me over the next couple months you belong—I'll sign you long-term. I'm not going to just dive in and give you a big deal because you're Laura's little sister, okay? [He pushes the papers towards Madison, along with a pen.] Shane Rockford: Just sign where the tags are. But, since you aren't 18, I'll need the signature of a parent or guardian. I know you have parents back home, but in this case Laura's signature is good enough. You can officially be part of the roster tonight... Madison: [cautiously, knowing the problem]...If she's in the mood to sign. [looking up and smiling again] Thank you so much! I'll sign these and get them to Laura ASAP! [She sticks her right hand out for a shake, which Shane obliges with, before getting up and exiting the office, as we move on with the rest of the evening.] Stripped Championship Theme Park Match Carley Monroe vs. Courtney Monroe vs. Laura Seton© Leah: I feel sick. JLT: Why? Leah: I think I had some bad chicken earlier. I’ve been trying not to eat the local food and then with Beyonce, it’s been too much. The only thing that would tip me over the edge is if Richgirl came out and started singing “He Ain’t Wit Me Now (Tho)”. That’s the only way this evening will get any better. JLT: You do talk some shit, do you know that? Leah: I know how you feelin’ girl, I been there too. Ho- JLT: Okay. Moving on, your irrelevance is so annoying sometimes. I wonder how you haven’t been fired yet, your head must be on the chopping block. You’re wasting time! Leah: Oh please, while Shane is in charge, I’ll still have a job. He needs to keep up the ethnic quota. JLT: Anyway, we have a great match up next but unfortunately; we won’t be able to see it live in person- Leah: Oh great! Time for me to take a bathroom break… JLT: We have Laura defending her Stripped Championship against the Monroes in a triple-threat match at the Tokyo Dome’s own amusement park! Leah, would you like to recap some of the history for this match? Leah: Nah. JLT: Come on Leah, help me out. I’m doing all the work! Leah: Look, all that matters it that we get two Monroes fighting each other. If that’s not a selling point, I don’t know what is! You just know they’ve been dying to tear each other apart! JLT: Well, all of these women have to dress up as Disney characters for this match. We were supposed to have it at Disneyworld but we had a change of plans as we’re low on cash. Luckily the Tokyo Dome complex has it’s own Theme Park and let us take over as part of the package. This recession is affecting us all. Leah: Oh fucking shut up about the damn recession, I’m sick of hearing about it on Desperate Housewives. It’s bad enough on there. Let’s face it, we need the cash to fund Maya commercials and that’s what DU’s priorities are. Let’s go to the action, let’s get this night over with already! [The camera cuts to the Tokyo Dome from an aerial view before zooming on an amusement area nearby with the main attraction being a large ferris wheel. The referee explains the rules by drawing on a chalkboard and the rules state that the winner of the match will win via pinfall or submission, just like a normal match.] [The camera cuts to Laura walking along dressed as Alice in Wonderland, looking grumpy in her outfit as she struggles to walk and feels ridiculous, especially with some American fans pointing and laughing. She shoots them dirty looks and they silence.] [The camera then cuts to Carley Monroe following behind her, dressed as Cinderella with her very own tiara and a stunning diamond dress and bright pink shoes. She giggles and poses like she’s in the Disney parade and skips along to the entrance of the park, blowing kisses at the fans and posing.] JLT: Carley is Cinderella. Leah: She should’ve been an ugly sister. JLT: You could’ve been the evil stepmother. [Behind her follows her sister, Courtney, dressed as Ariel with a red wig on but seemingly having trouble walking in her fins as she stumbles and falls flat on her face in front of the fans. The fans laugh and Courtney seems to struggle to find her feet again, wriggling around on the floor like a dead fish and checking her chest which she’s strapped two starfish to in order to cover her boobs…and then spray painted them pink.] [Mistress quickly comes to her aid, propping her up and then begins to cut into Courtney’s costume. Courtney begins to scream, thinking she’s being attacked and starts kicking her legs. Laura then retaliates by yelling at her to shut the fuck up and Courtney seems to be offended, as Mistress separates Courtney’s fin to give her two legs and now her costume resembles something that would be made for a cheap high school stage production.] Leah: It’s time like these, that you really appreciate the pro-wrestling value we put into our shows isn’t it? [All three women meet at the entrance, as Carley and Courtney stand next each other and pose like they’re in a Disney photoshoot. Fan club members snap shots of them and they giggle. Laura rolls her eyes. The referee then opens the gates to the theme park and blows a whistle and the match officially begins. Laura charges towards the Monroes but they’re too concerned with getting into the theme park as they squeal and race inside.] JLT: Here we go! Leah: God help us. [Carley and Courtney race down towards a selection of mascots who are waving at them and Laura has no choice but to follow after them. Carley and Courtney excitedly race up to the mascots and begin jumping up and down as the mascots join in with them. Laura then comes from behind and shoves Carley forward, knocking her and a giant panda mascot over sending them tumbling onto the concrete. Laura then turns to Courtney and trips to grab her by the head by yanks at her head, but all she gets is Courtney’s red wig.] [Courtney and a giant tiger mascot then link arms and clothesline Laura down into the ground. Courtney and the mascot then begin to leap up and down together in celebration. Carley and Courtney regroup as Carley seems to resent Courtney’s excitement and shoves her forward into the tiger and they tumble to the concrete.] Leah: Look! They’re turning on each other! [Laura has found her feet and grabs Carley by the hair and drags her towards a candy store filled with Tokyo-themed sweets. Laura grabs Carley’s head and rams it into the door of the store as Carley falls to the floor and the mascots hold their oversized hands to their mouths in faux-shock. Laura then begins to stomp on Carley and picks up a potted plant from a hanging basket and tosses it down onto her, ruining her Cinderella dress with dirt.] [Laura then uses the pot part, with the plant now empty, and tries to smash it over Carley’s head! Carley she rolls out of the way though and pushes her way into the store. Carley then starts squealing with excitement at being inside a candy shop and quickly picks up a packet of Wonka nerds and rips them open, tossing them onto the floor. Laura charges after her and slips under the small pieces of candy, falling over and into a display of lollipops which come crashing down on her.] [Courtney appears in the doorway of the shop and she too squeals, seemingly amazingly excited to be in such a location. She quickly rushes over to Laura and leaps on top of her with a body splash, Courtney then calls Carley over and the two divas begin to rip at the fabric of Laura’s costume. Laura tries to fight them away and picks up lollipops lying on the floor and tosses them.] [Monroes see the flying colours and chase after them like dogs to bones, as Carley picks up a pink lollipop and immediately begins to eat it. Courtney does too and Laura manages to find her feet, holding her head from all the hard candy that landed on it. Carley and Courtney then point outside of the store towards a horse-drawn carriage with Prince Charming sitting at the helm. The two divas gasp and rush outside of the shop, knocking Laura down once more and quickly leap onto the carriage with the Prince as both vie for his attention.] [Courtney seems to have gotten her lollipop stuck in her hair and struggles to pull it out, with a chunk of her blonde locks being glued to it as she begins to murmur in child-like panic but the Prince seems more enamoured with Carley and then whips the horses to draw away as they head further into the theme park. Laura stumbles out of the store.] Laura: …HOW THE F*CK AM I MEANT TO FOLLOW A F*CKING HORSE-DRAWN CARRIAGE?! [Laura looks around and folds her arms, seemingly annoyed as the referee stands and shrugs at her. Laura then has no choice but to run after the carriage, which is heading towards the biggest rollercoaster in the park.] JLT: Laura looks pissed! Leah: Laura always looks pissed. [Carley and Courtney begin to bicker over who should get Prince Charming, with each explaining how their Disney princess is more deserving of the others. During this time, Laura’s incredible athleticism has allowed her to catch up to the carriage and she hops onto the back of it. No one in the carriage seems to notice as Laura crawls over into the back seat just behind the Monroes, who have now begun to shove each other. Laura appears slightly amused by this and leans back watching the two argue to catch her breath from the sprint she just had to endure.] JLT: They don’t even know she’s there! Prince Charming seems to just be annoyed by them now. Leah: He’s Asian! Prince Charming isn’t Asian! He’s black! Just like God… and Jesus. [The Prince seems to be tired of listening to the argument and stops the carriage, just in front of the gigantic Thunder Dolphin rollercoaster. The Monroes, oblivious to this, continue to bicker until Laura grabs them both by the back of the head and forces their glance up to the highest point on the ride. Both girls stare in awe and then cuddle each other as they begin to whimper. Laura then ramps their heads together! The Monroesrub their heads just before Laura shoves both of them out of the carriage, and both land awkwardly on the concrete. Laura then jumps down from the carriage herself, grabs both girls by the back of the neck and walks directly to the Thunder Dolphin entrance.] JLT: Carley & Courtney look terrified! Leah: I know, it’s marvellous isn’t it? [As the two girls begin to kick and scream at Laura to release them, Carley is able to escape Laura’s grasp just as they reach the roller coaster carts. Laura shoves past the relatively small line of people as Carley runs away. Courtney screams at Carley for help. Carley has a moment of indecision, but before she can decide Laura throws Courtney into the cart and forces Courtney into the seat. Courtney begins to freak out but Laura locks her in and she is unable to escape. Courtney now whimpers as the people in line begin to curse at Laura in Japanese for cutting in line to which she promptly flips them off. A few of the men get in Laura’s face and she turns around to ignore them when Carley stands on one of the ride turnstyles and leaps off onto Laura!] [The crowd cheers Carley on as she scratches away at Laura’s face. Suddenly, the Thunder Dolphin begins to roll out of the station and Courtney disappears up the track screaming. Carley calls out to her sister, but this allows Laura to get in a huge haymaker punch right in Carley’s face! Carley falls backwards off of Laura and Laura gets to her feet, dusting herself off.] JLT: We’ve managed to get a camera on board with Courtney and we’re going to a split screen. Leah: All this technology and they refuse to give me a raise. JLT: It might work out better if you didn’t ask every day. Leah: Persistence pays off okay?! [During the split screen of Courtney screaming on the Thunder Dolphin, Laura picks up Carley as the next train pulls in. Laura throws Carley in this one, but Carley falls over and out to the other side of the platform. Carley sees the exit and begins to dizzily getting up to run for it, but Laura is much quicker than she is and she grabs her by the head. Carley shoves Laura back however and Laura falls over the railing!!!!!] JLT: Oh god! [The camera pans over and we see Laura has managed to catch the railing. 30 feet below her is a large pond with a swan and fish. Carley squeals not noticing that Laura has caught the edge of the railing and immediately rushes over horrified. As she looks over the ledge, Laura grabs her by the back of the head! Laura bashes her face into the rail! Laura then tries to pull herself up. After a few attempts, Laura isn’t able to place her feet and Carley appears above her again. This time however, Carley begins to pick off Laura’s fingers one by one, saying “this little piggy went to market… this little piggy went home…”] Leah: How juvenile… JLT: You calling anyone juvenile is laughable. [Laura keeps putting her hands back on the railing after Carley picks them off and Laura is finally able to reach one of Carley’s hands. Carley screams now that she’s not in control and punches Laura in the face!!! Laura immediately drops off the railing cursing loudly the entire way as she falls thirty feet into the pond below!!!!! Laura makes a giant splash and disappears below the water as Carley looks on in horror at what she’s done.] JLT: CARLEY JUST KILLED LAURA! Leah: Good riddance. [Carley begins to get very frantic until Courtney comes up behind her, giggling and laughing. Courtney is extremely excited about the ride and wants to do it again, but Carley interjects to say what happened to Laura. Courtney gets a look of worry and both girls run down the exit and make their way to the pond. After a couple minutes of Carley and Courtney running past people, knocking into people and tripping over their dresses, they reach the pond. Laura is no where to be seen. Carley tells Courtney that since she is the mermaid, she should go look for her. Courtney replies that Laura is a bully and they should just pin each other to win the championship!] Leah: … I didn’t think they had enough brain power to figure that out. [The two then begin to argue over who should be champion. The argument resembles what was said earlier about Prince Charming until Courtney says she should be the Stripped Champion because she’s smarter. Carley looks hurt as she nods in agreement.] JLT: Oh no… [Carley begins to cry as Courtney now begins to feel bad. Carley then lays down on the ground to be pinned as more and more tears stream down her face. Courtney pins Carley.] [1] . . . [2] . . . [Courtney gets off of Carley and then apologizes for what she said and that she didn’t mean it. Carley still sobs, until the light bulb goes off in Courtney’s head once again. Courtney says they should pin each other like they did the last time they faced each other, so that way they both win! This immediately cheers both divas up and they get into the position they were on that Exile so long ago so both of their shoulders are on the ground and the referee, who is confused, begins to count.] JLT: We’re going to have co-Stripped Champions!!! Leah: WHAT?!?! NOOOOO!!! Damn it, why did they kill Laura?! [1] . . . [2] . . . [3] [NO! Carley and Courtney aren’t able to hold the pinning position and both slip. They complain that the ground is too hard and walk over to the softer grass on the edge of the pond. They get into formation again, this time much happier.] Leah: We’re really going to let this happen?! [1] . . . [2] . . . [Like a movie sequence from the “Creature of the Black Lagoon”, Laura rises out of the water behind the two girls covered in mud. Carley and Courtney scream at the top of their lungs and immediately jump up, breaking the pin count. As they turn to run, a furious Laura catches each Monroe by the leg and drags them into the water!!!] JLT: Holy crap! That even scared me!!! [Like a crocodile grabbing it’s prey, Laura drags Carley and Courtney into the water. As Carley and Courtney panic, they splash about, causing the pond wildlife to flee as spectators come around snapping pictures. Laura flings Carley back with both hands into the deeper end of the water. She then grabs Courtney and proceeds to dunk her head first into the shallow water! As Courtney gasps for breath each time Laura allows her to come up for air, she spits out water. On the third dunking, Carley comes up behind Laura and jumps onto her back! Laura is able to hold Carley however and Carley then starts to beat away at Laura to get her to release Courtney. Laura does release Courtney who chokes and starts to run away from Laura out of the pond. Laura then reaches behind her and grabs Carley’s head before doing a snapmare type movement to Carley, driving Carley’s back right on the embankment! Carley’s body thuds on the grass as Laura submerges herself under the water to rinse off all the mud she was covered in.] Leah: You know, I could make a reference about Laura being like Godzilla and her terrorizing the nation of Japan, but I’m bigger than that. JLT: You mean like your ass? Leah: …at least I got one you skinny white bitch. [Laura remerges and we see Courtney trying to pull Carley to safety by her arms. Laura jumps out of the pond and grabs Carley’s feet. A tug of war soon ensues and as Courtney appears with all of her might to be pulling on Carley, Laura simply lets go, sending Carley crashing on top of Courtney into a bush. Laura smirks as the two Monroes try to recover and run away from Laura. Laura reaches them just as they get to their feet and Carley throws an old and dirty churro stick she found in the bush in Laura’s face! Laura fumes as she tries to wipe the dirt and cinnamon out of her eyes while Courtney and Carley run for their lives away from Laura.] JLT: An old churro stick? Gross! Leah: That does make me kinda hungry though. [Laura blinks her eyes and sees the Monroes sprinting away and takes off after them. Laura storms off after them. The Monroes turn to see Laura gaining footing on them and they turn into the nearest hideaway they can find… the entrance to the Big O ferris wheel. Laura runs in after them and the Monroes decide to split up. Carley ducks into the Big O cart and hides behind a Japanese family that sits inside the cart while Courtney hides behind the operator’s booth. The door closes on Carley’s cart and she pops her head out to see Laura spotting her. Laura can do nothing however as Carley begins to ride up the ferris wheel. Carley then looks at Courtney, which gives away her hiding place to Laura. Laura smirks as Carley starts shouting at Courtney to run. Courtney gasps as she sees Laura coming and jumps over a fence to escape. Laura follows directly behind her over the fence, but Laura is too quick this time for Courtney. Laura grabs Courtney by the head and shoves her face first into a “whack a mole” arcade game. Laura grabs the cartoon sized mallet and breaks it off of the machine before bashing Courtney in the head with it as Courtney tries to get up. Courtney falls straight down onto the pavement. Laura then grabs Courtney by the head again and signals for the “Perfection”!!!!! Laura lifts Courtney’s battered body and performs the Spinning Jackknife Powerbomb, slamming Courtney on top of the “Whack A Mole” game. Courtney lies motionless as Laura leans over Courtney’s body for the pin count.] [1] . . . [2] . . . [3] [Laura releases Courtney and is handed her Stripped Championship as inside the arena we hear John Roe speaking.] John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen… here is your winner and still Stripped Champion… LAURA SETON!!!!! [Laura quickly rips off her Alice in Wonderland dress and walks away with her belt, just as Carley comes running over from the ferris wheel ride to check on Courtney. Mistress and the rest of the Blonde Ambition Fan Club come rushing over, booing Laura as she walks away towards the arena, while they help Courtney up.] Leah: Well, at least Laura was able to defend the Stripped Title against the two imbeciles. JLT: Leah, they aren’t imbeciles, they are just not full grown adults yet. Leah: Funny that they still have bigger tits than you do. [“Ways To Avoid The Sun” by Rain hits the PA System as Korean Superstar Rain walks out on stage to a standing ovation from the Japanese crowd.] JLT: OH MY GOD! IT’S RAIN!!! Leah: Who the hell is that? JLT: He’s like, the most famous singer in all of Asia! Leah: … I thought that was William Hung? [After several minutes straight of Rain trying to speak but being drowned out by screaming fans, he finally is able to speak.] Rain: Konnichiha! I am here tonight to present the Diva of the Month award for June 2009… Leah: What happened to May? JLT: Shhh… Rain: It is my pleasure to give the June 2009 Diva of the Month award too… [Rain opens an envelope that he has carried out on stage with him.] Rain: Mercedes Vargas! [The crowd has a mixed reaction to the announcement as Face to Face" by Siousie & the Banshee hits the PA System and Mercedes Vargas walks out to accept her award. She poses briefly with Rain and is handed the Diva of the Month statue which lights up her face. After several minutes of posing, Rain escorts Mercedes to the back.] Leah: I can’t believe a communist is our Diva of the Month. Rebel & Roades are gonna be pissed! JLT: Argentina isn’t a communist country? Leah: It’s not? … aw crap, those t-shirts I ordered that said ”Madonna is a Communist, just watch Evita” are totally worthless now. [We head outdoors once again, and we see we are following Madison Seton out to the amusement park area. She holds her papers and flip-flops against her left side as she sprints out to catch her sister. Laura, her belt over her right shoulder is at the street separating the Dome grounds from the amusement park as Maddie reaches her. She gives her Laura a huge hug as Laura is startled at the force of the body pushing against her. As she looks down, she—SMILES!? And wraps her arms around Maddie for a hug back. Odd—but then again, it is her sister so it's not totally out of place.] Madison: Congratulations!! [She backs up now, as the hug releases and keeps up with Laura as she continues her walk back.] Laura: Thanks, kid. Bad enough I have the “8 tries” stigma on me, at least I won't have to worry about being called out on never having successfully defended it. [she stops and looks to Madison] So you having a good time here? Staying out of trouble? Madison: [with a huge smile] I'm having a blast! Laura: Good. Madison: I even got signed!! Laura: Cool. [She takes a step forward then halts and turns back. Her face drops.] Laura: [with no expression in her voice] What. Madison: I got signed! Laura: To what. Madison: Here! Divas Unleashed! I'm under contract—well, almost. [This leaves her completely dumb-founded. It was the last thing she ever expected to hear.] Laura: Get the f*ck out. Madison: Seriously! [She gives Laura the contract papers. Laura takes them and scans the first page, then drops the belt to the ground off her shoulder.] Laura: [finally giving some life to her voice again] Are you f*ckin' kidding me?? Madison: Nope. They liked what they saw for my matches and are giving me a shot. Laura: Excuse me? Matches? Madison: I've wrestled a few times in Minnesota for a couple small promotions while you were practicing with the Lynx. Laura: [getting upset] You mean to tell me...you went BEHIND MY F*CKING BACK!!?? [Madison stands in silence, this can't be good.] Laura: How many g*dd*mn times did I tell you NOT to get in to wrestling!? Not EVER to! And at the very least not until after you finished college. This is so f*ckin' stupid and immature on your part. Madison: Not much different from you. [Ouch. Bad line.] Laura: Awww no!! Don't even try that card with me! You d*mn well know that situation was a million times different. If you think this is even remotely the same, you're full of sh*t you little f*ck! Madison: Stop cursing at me! Laura: I'm just saying this is really stupid. Madison: All I need to is for you to sign this. Laura: No. Tagging along with me this summer is fine, but this is going way too far. [Madison takes a pen out of her pocket and looks up to Laura with pleading eyes. It's obvious this is really something she wants. Laura sighs.] Laura: [under her breath] G*dd*mmit... [As cold-hearted as she is on DU TV, Laura actually goes through with this. She takes the pen and starts signing where the tags are, much to Madison's delight.] Laura: It was one thing before...[audibly mumbling] have to f*ckin' babysit now. Son of a b*tch. [She finishes signing and gives the papers back to Maddie before continuing her walk back to the arena.] [The camera pans backstage and we see Tara Lee escorting Tequila and Shane to their limousine. Tara opens the door for them and Tequila shoves Shane inside.] Tequila: C’mon! We’re going to be late!!! Shane Rockford: Okay, calm down. [Shane scoots over in the seat and Tequila embraces Tara Lee in a hug.] Tequila: Thank you Tara! I’m so happy!!! Tara Lee: You deserve it… have a great time darling! [Tequila gets inside the limousine and Tara Lee closes the door behind them. The limousine drives off and Tara lee dusts her hands. As she walks back to the arena Barracuda suddenly appears behind her and scares her.] Totally Radd: Well? Tara Lee: It went perfectly. Damn you’re good at being conniving. Totally Radd: Just hold up your end of the deal. Tara Lee: I will. I have something to take care off… see you back in the states. Unleashed Championship Crystal Deymonaz vs. Meggie Skyefyre© JLT: Alright Ladies & Gents, after an incredible night here in Tokyo, we finally come to our main event. Leah: And thank god. I can’t look at you the same ever since you vomited on me earlier. That skirt was expensive! JLT: That was a knockoff from Target. Leah: Your face is a knockoff from Target! ["Brackish" by Kittie hits the PA system as light blue strobes dance around on the stage. "She is not scared...to die..." Crystal runs out on stage jumping up and down for the crowd. "The best things in life drive her to cry..." She runs from one side of the stage to the other before walking down the catwalk jamming to her entrance music.] John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen… the following contest is scheduled for one fall… and it is for the Divas Unleashed Championship!!! First, making her way to the ring from Spokane, Washington… she is a Hall of Fame Inductee… CRYSTAL DEYMONAZ!!! [Once she reaches the ring apron, she pulls herself up and then leans her back against the ropes. She then softly backflips 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 red, 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. The sound of "Dangerous" by M. Pokora hits over the Arena, as the fans begins to automatically boo, once the video for Meggie begins to play. Meggie walks out with her Unleashed Championship slung over her should as she brushes her fingers against the black curtains. Her sword, with sheath attached to her back she grabs hold of one of the poles under the tron that hold it up and she leans back gracefully holding out her arm, before she lets go and begins to make her descent from the stage to the ramp. A bunch of fans try to touch her, but she stays in the center, where they can’t reach her, as she stares at them as if they’re diseases, before whipping out her sword and pointing in towards them, within inches of their face, Barely missing a chance to stab them. Before she gets a sadistic grin on her face.] John Roe: And her opponent… making her way to the ring from Swans Quarter, North Carolina… she is the DIVAS UNLEASHED CHAMPION…. MEGGIE SKYEFYRE!!!!! [Meggie pays no mind to her name being announced as she circles to the right side of the ring just past the stairs and she holds out her sword to the audience again, giving off threatening words before she places it down on the ground, and extends one of her legs up onto the apron before grabbing hold of the bottom rope and leaning backwards in a almost split like shape (with one leg on the ground, and the other on the apron) Before she pulls the other leg up and slides under the bottom rope. Meggie gets into the ring and places her sword inside the metal turnbuckle post before handing her belt over to the referee who raises it in the air. Meggie and Crystal meet face to face in the center of the ring as the referee calls for the bell. Ding. Ding.] JLT: Crystal and Meggie have been at each other’s throats ever since Crystal did a roast of Meggie after her win at Control of the Knife which Meggie didn’t think was too particularly funny. Leah: It wasn’t funny. Meggie had every right to cut that bitch! She pissed in the ring! She’s worse than a dog! [As the glaring continues between the two divas, Meggie grimaces causing Crystal to laugh in her face. Meggie throws the first punch. Crystal blocks it and knees Meggie in the stomach. Meggie then grabs a handful of Crystal’s hair and yanks her down to her knee! Meggie smashes Crystal’s face and Crystal stumbles backwards holding her nose, leaning against the ropes. Meggie smirks before promptly dropkicking Crystal over the ropes! Crystal falls out of the ring but lands on the apron. Crystal begins to pull herself up but Meggie has run across the ring and is about to baseball slide right into Crystal! Crystal pulls herself up using the ropes, causing Meggie to slide out of the ring. As Meggie stands, Crystal jumps to her feet and leaps off onto Meggie with an asai moonsault!] JLT: Nice move by Crystal, we should see plenty of high flying action in this main event with two trained luchadores in the ring. Leah: Please, Meggie’s a ninja, Crystal just has drunk courage. [Crystal gets to her feet and as Meggie begins to get up, Crystal jumps on the top of the barricade. As Meggie stands up, Crystal leaps off the barricade, but Meggie has this move well spotted and nails Crystal with a karate kick to the gut! Crystal doubles over in mid-air Meggie’s kick sends Crystal flying backwards into the barricade! Meggie brushes her hair out of her face and grabs Crystal by the back of the head before ramming her shoulder first straight into the ring post! Crystal falls backwards onto the black mats grabbing her shoulder in pain.] Leah: I wonder if Crystal is over the legal alcohol limit when she’s sober. JLT: Probably, her blood is rumored to be more of a bloody mary mixture than actual blood. [Meggie pulls Crystal up and rolls her into the ring to avoid the count out. Crystal begins to get to her feet as Meggie hops up onto the apron, and then scales the turnbuckle. The crowd begins to hold it’s breath as Meggie waits for Crystal to turn towards her before springing off the turnbuckle and nailing a picture perfect hurricanrana! Meggie pins.] [1] . . [Crystal kicks out and Meggie wastes no time jumping to her feet. She kicks Crystal’s shoulder that she injured against the ring post a few times before pulling Crystal up. Meggie then begins to jerk Crystal’s arm downwards as if to rip the arm out of her arm socket, before finally twisting Crystal’s arm and backing herself against the turnbuckle.] JLT: Meggie seems to have a plan in mind, trying to injure Crystal’s shoulder. Leah: She’s a ninja, all she needs to do is pinch Crystal and this match would be over. She’s just toying with her right now. Like a cat playing with it’s prey. [Meggie pulls herself to a standing position on top of the turnbuckle and then walks across the ropes, still holding onto Crystal’s arm. Meggie then leaps off the ropes and flips over Crystal to nail a neckbreaker, when Crystal is able to reach up and grab Meggie out of the air with her other hand, reversing the move into a body slam! The wind is knocked out of Meggie and Crystal hooks the leg for a pin.] [1] . [Meggie thrusts her shoulder up and Crystal backs away into a corner, nursing her shoulder. Meggie and Crystal get to their feet and Meggie charges at Crystal spearing her into the turnbuckle! As Crystal stumbles out of the corner, Meggie springs off the ropes and executes a dazzling springboard backflip ddt!!!!! The crowd watches the move in awe as Crystal’s face implants on the canvas.] Leah: That was an art piece! [The dazed Crystal rolls onto her back and Meggie immediately rolls to her feet and then ascends the turnbuckle. Meggie then flies off the turnbuckle with a shooting star press!!! She nails it! Meggie hooks the leg.] [1] . . . [2] . . [Crystal kicks out! A pissed Meggie pounds her fist on the mat and sits back on her knees before grabbing Crystal by the hair and pulling her up. Meggie flings Crystal into the turnbuckle before delivering a few stick kicks to Crystal’s abdomen. Meggie then punches Crystal in the shoulder before doing a back handspring and spearing Crystal! As Crystal hunches over, Meggie springboards off the ropes and nails an impressive legdrop on the back of Crystal’s head, driving her to the mat! Meggie rolls Crystal over for a pin.] [1] . . . [2] . . [Crystal puts her foot on the ropes. Meggie sighs and shakes her head before pulling Crystal to the middle of the ring. Meggie then turns to run to the ropes. Upon her return she does a cartwheel into a leg drop! Crystal narrowly moves out of the way, with Meggie landing on her buttocks. Crystal then leaps up from a laying position and dropkicks Meggie in the face! Meggie lays out on the mat which buys Crystal some much needed time to recover.] Leah: This match is pointless. Do you think Crystal would really be a good representation of Divas Unleashed as our champion? I mean seriously, she’ll probably miss all her appearance dates because she’s hung over. She’ll barf on investors… why is she employed is basically what I’m asking. JLT: She’s been the champion before and she represented Divas Unleashed just fine. Leah: Whatever, she’s a hag. [Crystal has pulled herself to her feet and awaits Meggie to get up. As Meggie gets her hind quarters into the air, Crystal runs up behind Meggie and grabs her in a headlock before leaping onto the ropes and going for the ‘Brackish’ springboard bulldog! Meggie is able to pull her head out of Crystal’s grasp and Crystal lands on her feet, her back to Meggie. Meggie then runs up behind Crystal and wraps her legs around Crystal to nail a headscissors take down, but Crystal breaks Meggie’s leg-hold around her neck. Meggie just lands on her feet after spinning around Crystal. Crystal then kicks Meggie in the gut and nails the ‘Evil Majesty’ double-arm ddt with a viciousness!!! Crystal pins!] [1] . . . [2] . . [Meggie kicks out. Crystal pulls herself up and stumbles towards the turnbuckle. She then slowly waits for Meggie to pull herself up and as Meggie does Crystal runs and locks Meggie in a headlock, this time nailing the ‘Brackish’ springboard bulldog!!! Crystal then signals for the “City Of Crystal!”] Leah: No! NO! NO!!!! [Crystal runs and springboards off the ropes hitting a backflip and landing on her feet before handspringing into a moonsault onto Meggie!!! Meggie gets her knees up!!!!! Crystal collapses into a ball, holding her gut as the crowd boos Meggie’s reversal.] Leah: Thank god. [Meggie pulls herself up and immediately heads towards the turnbuckle where her rope glistens in the post. She slowly pulls her sword out and the referee immediately gets in her way and tells her to hand him the sword. Meggie shoves him down and then pulls the sword out of it’s sheath, much to the awe of the Japanese crowd.] JLT: She’s going to get herself disqualified! This is so wrong… Leah: Kill the drunk! [Meggie slowly stalks Crystal with the sword. Crystal slowly pulls herself up, unaware the Meggie is behind her. As Meggie is about to swing, the referee grabs the sword out of Meggie’s hand! The crowd cheers and Meggie screams at the referee and tries to snatch the sword back from him. Meggie’s screaming has caught Crystal’s attention and she rolls Meggie up with a schoolboy!] Leah: OH HELL NO! [1] . . . [2] . . . [3]!!! [Meggie kicks out at the last second!!! The crowd erupts with noise as Crystal backs away from Meggie. The referee hands the sword off to a staff member and Meggie stands up, fuming.] JLT: Meggie is pissed… she almost lost her championship just now. Leah: Kill her girl! Kill her! [Meggie immediately charges at Crystal claws first but Crystal sidesteps Meggie and sends Meggie face first to the turnbuckle. Meggie runs up to the top turnbuckle! As Meggie is about to fly off backwards onto Crystal, Crystal jumps onto the ropes and Meggie falls crotch first onto the corner! With Meggie’s back to the ring Crystal tries to take advantage of the situation and runs up the turnbuckle herself and wraps her legs around Meggie’s head! As Crystal is about to flip off backwards to nail a reverse hurricanrana, Meggie unwraps Crystal’s legs from her neck. Crystal ends up backflipping into the ring and lands on her feet, but her momentum causes her to rolls backwards onto her back and roll again back up to her feet. Meggie stands up on the turnbuckle and turns around to face Crystal and is about to leap off with a molly-go-round when Crystal again runs up the turnbuckle and this time locks Meggie into the “Welcome To Hellywood”!!!] Leah: No!!! [Crystal backflips and nails Meggie with her own finisher!!!!! Crystal lands on top of her and stays on for the pin.] [1] . . . [2] . . . [3]!!! Leah: DAMN IT! John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen… here is your winner and the NEW DIVAS UNLEASHED CHAMPION… CRYSTAL DEYMONAZ!!!!!! JLT: Crystal’s the new champion!!! [Crystal’s hand is raised in victory as the crowd cheers. Crystal is handed the Divas Unleashed Championship and she falls to her knees hugging the belt. She wraps both hands around the belt and then lifts it over her head as tears of joy and triumph stream down her face. The Tokyo crowd cheers for her victory and she gets to her feet and slowly walks over to the turnbuckle before ascending it and posing for the crowd, being bathed in millions of camera flashes.] JLT: Crystal is the Divas Unleashed Champion!!! She’s won the title back! She’s won the title back! Leah: What a bunch of crap. Meggie was robbed! [Crystal’s celebration continues as Anthony and Anthony’s “Friend” come out from the back and run down to the ring. Crystal steps down from the turnbuckle and is greeted by Anthony whom she promptly hugs. Anthony’s “Friend” soon joins in for a huge group hug as they all start to tear up.] Leah: Ugh, what a disgusting display. Watch, she’ll pee her pants again. JLT: This is a big moment for Crystal! She’s been gone for so long and has finally gotten another run at being Unleashed Champion! [The group hug breaks as Anthony & Anthony’s “Friend” each raise of Crystal’s arms in victory and Crystal’s face expresses that of pure happiness. They pose for several moments for the crowd as the camera flashes light up from each side of the arena that they pose for. Suddenly, Crystal’s music is cut and replaced by “Slap A Bitch” by Macy Gray. Everyone in the ring looks up towards the entrance to see Tara Lee walk out on stage. Crystal has a confused look on her face as Tara walks around with a microphone in hand applauding Crystal’s victory.] JLT: What is Tara doing here? Leah: She probably saw someone on the television while she was backstage that she wanted to screw and made a grand entrance to get their attention. [Tara Lee’s music cuts and she raises the microphone to her lips, as she waits for the crowd to quiet down. She giggles.] Tara Lee: Oh my god Crystal! You totally won the Unleashed Championship again! I wanted to be the first diva to congratulate you! [Crystal gives an unsure look to Anthony who shrugs.] Tara Lee: And Tequila and Shane told me to give their best wishes to whomever won the main event. [Crystal gives a “what?” look to her.] Tara Lee: Oh? Tequila didn’t tell you? I know you’re best friends and all, but I guess she forgot to mention it. Shane and Tequila have been so busy with running Divas Unleashed that they have decided to take a vacation. Leah: They what? JLT: So who’s going to be running Divas Unleashed? Crystal? She took over for them before… Tara Lee: I helped them pick out the perfect spot for their second honeymoon! [The crowd murmers.] Tara Lee: Anyway... I know that you had been left in charge previously when the Rockfords have gone on vacation, but they know you've been really busy so... Shane & Tequila left me in charge while they are away! [Everyone in the arena almost simultaneously mouths “what?!” at the exact same moment. Crystal, Anthony and Anthony’s “Friend” all have their mouthed dropped in amazement.] JLT: WHAT?! LEAH: WHAT IN THE HELL!? WE WORK FOR TARA LEE?!?! [Tara stands back and absorbs the crowd’s reaction.] Tara Lee: … I know right? Isn’t it wonderful?! [Crystal is handed a microphone.] Crystal: Tara, are you fucking kidding me? Shane, let alone Tequila… would NEVER let you be in charge. [Tara pulls out a sheet of paper from her bra.] Tara Lee: I knew some people would be skeptical… [Tara opens the sheet of paper with Shane’s signature on it.] Tara Lee: … but the proof is right here. Anyway, I’m already to start making executive decisions! My first official act as Divas Unleashed President is this… Crystal Deymonaz… YOU’RE FIRED! Hahaha! Crystal: WHAT?! JLT: Crystal’s the Unleashed Champion! She can’t be fired! [Crystal drops the microphone and slides out of the ring with her belt in hand, before running up the catwalk to Tara Lee, who is immediately surrounded by fifteen large Divas Unleashed body guards.] JLT: Leah! This can’t be happening! Can it?! Leah: Shut up before we get fired bitch! Tara Lee: Guards, take her belt and kick her out of my arena… haha! I love how powerful that sounds. [Crystal is swarmed by the large body guards and picked up over their heads. Crystal kicks and punches, but there are too many guards. One of the guards rips the Unleashed Championship out of Crystal’s hand and brings it to Tara. Crystal is carried away cursing past Tara Lee, who holds the Unleashed Championship on her shoulder, giggling softly.] Tara Lee: As for the rest of my staff... I'll be in touch. Kisses! Tara Lee drops the microphone and poses on stage with the Unleashed Championship over her shoulder as the screen fades to black.] Brought to you by Sahara On Demand Epilogue First off, thank you to everyone who put up with all the delays for this show. I know it took ages but it's practically a book and with our writing staff almost all gone... you can see why it took ages. That being said, I think it's a pretty amazing show, I hope you all enjoyed it. Special thanks to Craig who turned out three matches for the event and of course thanks to all of you who contributed segments. The next few weeks shouldn't be as rocky and as always... leave feedback on the forums! You'll be receiving correspondence from Tara Lee shortly. =D -Card Subject to Change- <-Home->