[?Serpent-Teen? from Mortal hits the arena as we go live to the worldwide
audience. The fans look towards the ramp wondering who?s music this is and
then pops at the arrival of BRA Owner, Delilah Strain! She?s wearing a black
ensemble.. a white dress shirt, with a black leather vest, along with a black
skirt and black heels. She strolls down the ramp, making her way up the
ringsteps and steps into the ring. She carries a clipboard in her hand and
waves to all four sides of the arena. The music fades down as she takes a mic
from Fiona Miranda at ringside.]
Delilah: It?s GOOD TO BE BACK IN BRA!
[The fans pop!]
Delilah: I?ve spent the last couple of weeks over in Japan in serious
negotiations that will help this company. I must say that it was a wonderful
trip and I feel rejuvenated! I?m ready to see BRA kick some serious ass!
[The crowd again pops!]
Delilah: Let?s get a few things squared away before we get into the serious
news. Candi Bratton..
[Candi?s fans start a ?Candi!? chant.]
Delilah: Against my better judgment, I?m going to allow you to compete in the
Barbed Wire match at Red Blood Cell. Understand this, you will sign a waiver so
that we are not held responsible for any injuries you might receive in such a
match. I don?t think this is the wisest move, however, it?s your wish and
I?m going to allow it to happen.
[The fans are happy with that announcement.]
Delilah: However.. until further notice, you are hereby suspended as the head
referee of this company. You are reinstated as a wrestler. Following your match
with Marissa Monet, we will sit down and determine your status within this
company. Your actions, in my opinion, have not been what I would consider
appropriate for a head referee in this company. I am appointing Ina Hymich as
the new BRA head referee effective tonight!
[Mixed reactions at the words directed towards Candi Bratton.]
Delilah: Also, tonight in this very ring.. as our main event. Veronica Millions
has approached me about defending her title tonight. She said she was given an
opportunity and she wants to return the favor. I have looked over the roster
and decided who that person will be. So, tonight in the main event, Veronica
Millions will defend the EC Title against the challenge of? Shea London!!
[The fans pop at that announcement. Both are popular wrestlers in BRA and
they?d love to see that match.]
Delilah: Also, to complete the 8 person match known at ?The Fallen Angel Full
Contact? match for the vacant Fallen Angel Title.. we are going to throw
Chrissy Daniel and Kari Stevens. That completes the roster for that particular
match. One of those eight individuals will become the Fallen Angel champion.
Now.. onto the big news..
[The crowd becomes quiet. They?ve heard rumor and speculation.. but now
it?s coming directly from the source.]
Delilah: For those who are familiar, we?ve been in secret negotiations with
the REIGN Corporation out of Japan. They have shown an interest in our product,
as well as that of Japan?s BLAZE promotion.
[Fans pop, familiar with that promotion.]
Delilah: We have signed an agreement, along with BLAZE, to become part of the
REIGN Corporation. Basically, the REIGN Corporation has purchased a ?part?
of each promotion. Now, the kicker for this is that REIGN has created a
championship.. they are calling it the Grand Phoenix Crown Women’s
Championship. Battling Ring Angels has been granted the initial opportunity to
showcase the battle to determine this new championship. The Battling Ring
Angels? World Champion will collide with BLAZE?s Triple Crown Women?s
Universal Champion. The winner will walk away with all the belts and be
designated as the Grand Phoenix Crown Women?s Championship!
[Murmurs among the crowd..]
Delilah: This title will be decided in December at BRA?s own.. ENDGAME!
[The crowd pops!]
Delilah: It has been decided that only the top BRA Champion and the top BLAZE
Champion can pursue the Grand Phoenix Crown Women?s Championship. If Cassie
Hopkins, or whoever our contender is fails to win that championship they will
continue to be our top champion. If Cassie should win the Grand Phoenix, then
we will hold a tournament to crown a new champion. So, enough with the
announcements.. let?s get this show on the road!
[ We suddenly go to the opening PowerTrip sequence featuring Salt n Pepa's
"It's a She Thing" as images from Battling Ring Angels flashes across the
screen...]
# It ain’t a man’s world (You go, girl!) #
# No more sugar and spice (And everything nice) #
# It ain’t a man’s world (You go, girl) #
# No more sugar and spice (And everything nice) #
[Tara Smith splashes Sierra Browne? Sierra lashing out with the Sierra
Slice? Helene Wickers suplexes Tara, who suplexes Sierra? Marissa Monet
smashes a chair atop Candi Bratton?s head? Rachel Sabbato delivers a
somersault plancha to Jennifer Rowe? Lori delivers a Rydeen Bomb to
Jeanmarie? Business and Pleasure attack both the Air Waves and Bad Seed,
creating a six-woman brawl? Wendy Ryker delivering a Locomotion suplex to
DARIA Wakizawa? DARIA places Wendy in her D-Clutch? Both DARIA and Wendy
are shown backstage, after the match, exchanging words?]
# It’s a she thing, and it’s all in me #
# I could be anything that I want to be baby #
# Don’t consider me a minority (Yeah, you know) #
# Open up your eyes and maybe you’ll see (It’s a she thing) #
# It’s a she thing, and it’s all in me (Strong, innocent) and #
# I could be anything that I want to be (Intelligent lady) #
# Don’t consider me a minority (Proud of who I am) #
# Ladies help me out if you agree (It’s a she thing) #
[Veronica Millions stands in the middle of the ring, giving Evonne Carmikal the
thumbs-down? Sierra and Monet continue to assault Candi backstage? Abby
Hoffman delivers a brainbuster to Shea London, inside of the steel cage? Shea
delivers a springboard bulldog?]
# It ain’t nothin’ but a she thing (We are proud) #
# It ain’t nothin’ but a she thing (Say it loud) #
# It ain’t nothin’ but a she thing (On the rise) #
# It ain’t nothin’ but a she thing (Better recognize) #
[Abby and Shea hug, Abby holding the Middleweight title? Cassie Hopkins gives
Nina Larue a gutbuster? Nina surprises Cassie with a dragon suplex? Nina
attacks a bloody Cassie with kicks and stomps?]
# Now I can bring home the bacon (yeah), fry it in the pan (yeah) #
# Never let you forget that you’re a man #
# Cuz I’m a W-O-M-A-N #
# That’s what I am, doin’ all I can #
# The thing that makes me mad and crazy, upset #
# Got to break my neck just to get my respect #
# Go to work and get paid less than a man #
# When I’m doin’ the same damn thing that he can #
# When I’m aggressive then I’m a ***** #
# When I got attitude you call me a witch #
# Treat me like a sex-object (That ain’t smooth) #
# Underestimate the mind, oh yeah, you’re a fool #
# Weaker sex, yeah, right, that’s the joke (ha!) #
# Have you ever been in labor? I don’t think so, nope #
# I’m a genuine feminine female thang #
# Can you hang? Ain’t nothin’ but a she thang #
[The final moments sees Abby Hoffman with the Middleweight Title in her hand,
inside the steel cage. Next, the Battling Ring Angels "PowerTrip" logo appears
before fading into the arena.
"It's a She Thing" continues to play, drowned out a bit by the awesome crowd
noise. The sold-out audience is screaming and hollering, as a beautiful
pyrotechnic display assaults their senses. As the camera pans the crowd, a few
of the more interesting signs can be made out, showing support for some of the
BRA stars. These include: "Air Waves will fly over Bad Seed", "Sierra Who?",
"Give Shea A Rematch!", and ?Marissa Fears Candi". Suddenly, the camera lands
on the announce team of Kenny Harbour and Evonne Carmikel. Kenny wears a
?Cassie Hopkins? T-shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. Evonne, as usual, wears
an expensive, black, Armani suit, her hair in a ponytail.]
Kenny: Welcome to this edition of PowerTrip! I?m Kenny Harbour and my co-host
this evening, as usual, is Evonne Carmikal.
Evonne: Like I need an introduction from you, dork-boy. I?m the true host of
this program and don?t you forget it. If I wasn?t here, the ratings would
go down a full two points.
Kenny: Uh.. right. We have a great card for you this evening, including an
Eastern Continental Title defense as Veronica Millions will defend against the
former Middleweight Champion Shea London.
Evonne: She just lost a title two weeks ago.. and she?s already getting
another title shot?
Kenny: Shea London has earned herself this title shot.
Evonne: She?s a loser.
Kenny: Also on tap tonight, the third in a series of matches between Wendy
Ryker and DARIA Wakizawa.. They?ve gone twice to the time limit draw. This
time there are no time limit and no rules. There must be a decisive winner.
Evonne: I?ll tell you what, Wakiwaka..
Kenny: Wakizawa..
Evonne: Whatever.. she?s been lucky these past couple of matches. Tonight,
she?ll be put in her place.
Kenny: Plus, we?ll be hyping the upcoming special, ?Red Blood Cell? that
will come to you in two weeks right here on Lifetime! But what about the
announcement made at the top of this program by BRA Owner Delilah Strain! BRA
and BLAZE are now working together..
Evonne: I don?t know if it?s together.. sounds like more of a friendly
competition. Obviously, it would be a feather in either companies? cap to be
have the Grand Pheonix Crown Women?s Champion on their payroll.
Kenny: I?m sure that?s true, but it seems as though this agreement between
both companies will put a lot of pressure on other women?s companies to put
up or shut up.
Evonne: You mean there are other women?s companies?
Kenny: Well.. I?m not sure..
Evonne: In other words, you?re just talking out your ass again..?
Kenny: Um.. yeah. Let?s go down to rinside for our opening contest!
[Fiona Miranda stands in the center of the ring as the opening squall of guitar
which begins Rage Against the Machine's "Snakecharmer" rips through the arena.
The fans immediately leap to their feet as the cheers begin to thunder through
the stands. There is a blast of white sparkling pyro from each side of the
curtain as it parts, and two women step out onto the platform.
Fiona: Weighing in at 126 lbs...
[Both women hit a pose for the crowd, soaking up the applause, before jogging
down to the ring, slapping hands with fans on the way.]
Fiona: Accompanied to the ring by Jeanmarie Ferguson…
[Jeanmarie and Rachel both slide under the bottom rope, and each leaps up onto
the second turnbuckle in a corner, playing to the fans.]
Fiona: One half of Bad Seed…. RACHEL…. SABBAAAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
[More cheers from the crowd as Rachel Sabbato backflips off the top rope into
the ring, and Jeanmarie Ferguson hops down from the corner.]
Fiona: And now, her opponent, accompanied to the ring by “The Blonde Bomber”
Jennifer Rowe and weighing 122 pounds….
["Light of Day" by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts kicks in over the PA system,
and "Lady Lightning" Lori Wilson steps out from the back, looking straight
ahead to the ring. She is dressed in her wrestling attire, a black leotard with
narrow white lightning bolts running down the front and back, black kneepads
with a white "L" on each one and black wrestling boots. She also wears on her
head a black bandana with narrow lightning bolts and the words "Lady Lightning"
written on it in white lettering. Jennifer is by her side, still dressed in her
earlier attire.]
Fiona: She is one half of the Air Waves…”LADY LIGHTNING”… LORI…
WIIIILLLLSOOOONNNN!!!!
[Lori heads down the aisle, slapping hands with fans but her eyes mostly
focused on the ring ahead, Jennifer behind her and slapping hands with fans as
well. When she arrives at the ring, she heads up the ring stairs, steps between
the ropes, then whips off her bandana and throws it into the crowd.]
Fiona: And now, their opponent, accompanied to the ring by Alexandria Parker,
as well as her bodyguard, Brawn and weighing 120 pounds…
[The fans begin to boo as "I Know What Boys Like" by Vitamin C blares over the
speakers, announcing the arrival of "Blonde Bombshell" Tiffany Lane. Pyro pots
explode and pink, fire works soar through the air as The Angeltron flashes to
life, showing various images of the lovely Ms. Lane. Suddenly, Tiffany's
personal bodyguard, Brawn, steps from behind the curtains. The huge, muscular
man is clad only in a pair of blue jeans and black boots, showing off his
chiseled physique.]
Fiona: One-half of the BRA tag team champions, Business and Pleasure…she is
“THE BLOND BOMBSHELL”…. TIFFANY… LAAAAAANNNNNNE!!!!!!
[With a nod, Brawn steps aside as Tiffany exits the curtains. Tiffany wears a
white, floor-length robe, tied at the waist with a matching sash. Her
luxurious, blonde hair graces the small of her back, in a cascade of silky
curls. With a smirk upon her beautiful visage, she stands atop the entrance
ramp, performing a sensual bump and grind, teasing the fans by tugging on the
sash. Finally, after driving the males crazy with anticipation, Tiffany whips
off the flimsy garment, revealing her wrestling attire, a loud T&A POP
resounding throughout the arena. Tiffany wears a pink, satin bra and matching,
pink bikini bottoms, trimmed in white fur. The ensemble showcases her sleek,
curvy figure. She completes the look with pink, vinyl boots, a pink, lace
garter stationed strategically on her shapely thigh. Some of the crowd begins
to catcall and whistle as the seductress continues to shimmy and shake.
Alexandria Parker accompanies the duo. Brawn and Tiffany finally saunter down
the aisle before entering the ring. She makes a show of seductively removing
her garter and tossing it into the crowd with a devilish grin, causing a stir
as some of the males, seating in the front row, fight to obtain the garment.
With a satisfied smile and toss of her blonde mane, Tiffany places her hands on
her hips, preparing for the start of the match. Brawn takes his place at
ringside, giving her a thumbs-up.]
[But as the bell rings, Sabbato is quick to strike, flooring Lane with a
spinwheel kick. Lori then moves in, spinning Sabbato around and firing off a
chop. The two women exchange chops, before Lori manages to block a shot, spin
Sabbato around again and grab her from behind, dropping her to the mat with a
backdrop suplex.]
Kenny: And the action is already fast and furious here as Lori and Rachel are
going at it!
Evonne: Going at it? It’s more like that vicious Lori is Pearl Harboring poor
Tiffany and Rachel! Look at that cheat!
Kenny: Oh, please.
[But as Lori rises from the mat, Tiffany is up as well, leaping in the air and
taking Wilson to the mat with a flying headscissors. She then keeps her legs
locked around Lori, working the scissors as Lori kicks her feet into the mat.]
Kenny: And the tide turns here, Lane in control.
Evonne: As if you thought there would be any other option.
Kenny: Actually, I did.
[Rachel rolls to her feet, dropping an elbow on Lane and thus breaking the
hold. Sabbato drags Lane to her feet, sending her into one corner and firing
off a pair of quick kicks, before whipping Lane into the opposite corner. She
then follows in, doing a handspring to the corner and connecting with an elbow,
causing Lane to slump into the corner.]
Kenny: Lightning fast work by all of the women involved here. It’s a shame that
the Featherweight division is being sidelined, because these three are all
perfect examples of what the smaller women in this promotion can do.
[But Sabbato is then nailed with a standing dropkick from Lori. Wilson drags
Rachel off the mat, and a quick snap suplex takes her down. She bounces off the
ropes, spinning as she does and delivering a corkscrew elbowdrop. A cover then
follows...]
Kenny: Lori with the cover here.
Evonne: Yeah, after she cheated.
Kenny: Oh, stop. Lori doesn’t cheat.
Evonne: And I guess she and Jennifer weren’t trying to steal B&P’s dressing
room, a few weeks ago, either, huh?
Kenny: Are you always this delusional?
ONE…
[But Tiffany Lane breaks up the pinfall. Lane brings Lori to her feet, using a
kick to the midsection to double her over. She grabs Lori by the hair and mares
her down to the mat, then delivers a pair of quick stomps. As she brings Lori
to her feet, Wilson fires back a blow to the midsection, doubling Lane over.
Wilson pulls herself to her feet, blocking a shot attempt from Tiffany, before
sending her into the ropes and bouncing off the opposite side. A Thesz press
then takes Lane down to the mat.]
Evonne: Come on, Tiffany! Kick this cheater’s butt!
Kenny: The only butt getting kicked around here appears to be Tiffany’s.
Evonne: Yeah, you would be focused on Tiffany’s butt, pervert!
Kenny: …..
[But as Lori connects with the press, Sabbato is back to her feet and quickly
kicks Lori off before a count can take place. Lori and Rachel face each other,
with Lori going for a clothesline, which Sabbato ducks. As Lori turns, Rachel
catches her with a quick thrust kick to the chin, knocking Wilson to the mat.
Sabbato dives for the cover...]
Kenny: There’s been bad blood between the Air Waves and Bad Seed for weeks now.
A victory for Rachel here would certainly give her team bragging rights.
ONE…
[And Lane is again there to break the pinfall. Lane and Sabbato now exchange
blows, and a thumb to the eye from Tiffany stuns Sabbato. Lane spins Rachel
around, taking her down to the mat with a Russian legsweep.]
Evonne: No! Don’t fight each other, ladies! Fight Lori!
[The Blonde Bombshell then goes to the top rope, coming off to connect with a
flying legdrop. She then follows with a pinfall attempt...]
ONE…
TW…
Kenny: Speak of the devil.
[And this time, Wilson breaks the pinfall. Lane and Wilson now square off, with
the two locking up and looking for leverage. Lane manages to get a go-behind on
Lori, then take her over with a German suplex, bridging on the mat...]
Evonne: German suplex! This is one of Tiffany’s top moves! Stick a fork in
Lori. She’s done.
ONE…
TW…
Kenny: Wishful thinking there, Evonne?
[But it's a kickout by Wilson. Lane drags Lori off the mat, trying to whip
Wilson into the ropes, but Lori reverses it. As Lane comes off the ropes, a leg
lariat from Lori connects and send the B&P member crashing to the canvas.]
Evonne: Damn.
Kenny: Lori Wilson back in control here and these fans are loving it!
Crowd: Lori! Lori! Lori! Lori!
[As Wilson rises to her feet, she finds herself face to face with Rachel
Sabbato. The two exchange another series of chops, with Rachel able to back
Lori into the ropes. An Irish whip follows and Sabbato bounces off the opposite
strands, coming off to nail Lori with a flying forearm.]
Evonne: Heh. Guess the fans cheerleading didn’t help their girl any. She’s
about to be demolished by Bad Seed!
[Sabbato comes off the ropes, hitting a sliding legdrop, then going for the
cover...]
ONE…
TWO…
[And another kickout by Wilson.]
Kenny: Lori Wilson has to be one of the most resilient women in BRA! Neither
Tiffany or Rachel can put her away!
[Sabbato brings Wilson up off the mat, only to be nailed from behind by Lane.
Lane leaps up onto Rachel's shoulders, using a huracanrana to take her down to
the mat. She then goes up to the top rope once more, coming off with a picture
perfect moonsault and hooking the leg for good measure...]
Kenny: Tiffany came out of nowhere with that one!
ONE…
TWO…
[But Sabbato kicks out. Tiffany pulls Rachel off the mat and shoves her into
the corner. She delivers several kicks to the midsection, but up from behind
comes Lori Wilson. Lane is surprised as she is pulled around by Lori, and a
kneelift is followed by Wilson taking Tiffany down to the mat with a fisherman
suplex.]
Kenny: Beautiful move by Lori! This could be over!
ONE…
TWO…
[But Tiffany kicks out. Lori pulls Lane off the mat again, as this time,
Alexandria Parker hops onto the apron, drawing Lori's attention. Jennifer goes
over to get Parker down, but Brawn stands in front of her.]
Evonne: Ha! Jennifer doesn’t look so tough now!
[But Brawn does not see Jeanmarie Ferguson going up behind Parker, yanking her
down from the apron. The distraction, however, has allowed Lane to catch Lori
with a finger to the eye and a shove into the corner. Lane hops to the second
rope, taking Wilson out with a monkey flip to the canvas.]
Evonne: And that amateur, Lori, is caught sleeping. That’s why she can’t
possibly win this. She’s outclassed by wrestlers like Rachel and Tiffany.
Kenny: If that were the case, she wouldn’t be still in this match.
[Tiffany kips up to her feet and takes a moment to play up to the crowd,
shimmying and shaking.]
Kenny: And Tiffany wasting time here. I bet that’ll cost here.
Evonne: Never!
[However, with Lane so focused on showing off to the fans, she does not notice
that Rachel Sabbato is up on her feet. Sabbato goes to the apron and waits for
Lane to turn around. As she does, Sabbato slingshots herself over the ropes,
landing right on Lane's shoulders and taking her to the mat with a huracanrana
into a rollup. Tiffany struggles as Rachel keeps the shoulders down...]
Kenny: Told you! Rachel moving as quick as a cat and she has Tiffany trapped!
ONE…
TWO…
THR….
Evonne: Whew!
[Lane escapes! Sabbato, not wanting to lose the momentum, gets a knee to the
face as Lane rises, then grabs her in a facelock and plants her into the mat
with a snap DDT! Another cover follows...]
Evonne: Why are these two fighting each other, when Lori’s ass is sitting
there, primed for the kicking?
ONE…
TWO…
THR…
[And Lori Wilson breaks the pin! Sabbato rolls off Lane as Lori follows in
quickly, using a pair of forearm blows to soften up Sabbato, then sending her
into the ropes. She catches Sabbato coming off, then drops her over a knee with
a side backbreaker. From there, Wilson runs into the ropes, coming off with a
Lionsault and covering...]
Kenny: Great move by Lori!
Evonne: Bah. Rachel does it better!
ONE…
TWO…
THR…
[And Tiffany Lane breaks it up! Lane drags Wilson up by the hair, only for
Wilson to fire off a knee to her midsection. As Rachel rolls to the apron,
Wilson goes for a kick, which Lane blocks, but Lori quickly reacts by swinging
up her free leg, connecting with an enzuigiri!]
Kenny: Tiffany is down again! I think Lori senses the champ may not be able to
take much more of this!
[As Tiffany staggers back to her feet, Wilson comes up from behind for her to
strike. Lane turns, only to get caught with the Lightning Stirke superkick!]
Kenny: And this one is done! All Lori has to do is make the cover!
Evonne: No! Alex! Brawn! Do something!
[But before Lori can make the cover, Brawn now climbs onto the apron, catching
Lori's attention. Parker now tries to sneak into the ring, only to be cut off
by Jennifer Rowe. Parker and Rowe now begin to trade blows outside the ring as
Lane slowly sits up. Seeing Wilson distracted, she gets to her feet and sneaks
up behind Lori, who is focused on Brawn as the referee tries to get him down
from the apron.]
Kenny: Watch out, Lori!
Evonne: Too late! That little Air Wave is about to feel the Bombshell Bomb!
[Wilson turns to face Lane, who stuns her with a European uppercut! With Wilson
staggering, a quick stunner drops Wilson to the mat. Lane then goes over to the
corner, signaling to the crowd she's ready to finish off Lori.]
Evonne: What did I say? Tiffany’s got this in the bag.
[Outside the ring, Rowe and Parker are still fighting it out, and now Jeanmarie
Ferguson has joined in the fray, making it a three-way brawl. Lane reaches the
top rope, flying from her perch and connecting with the Bombshell Bomb! Brawn
turns to brag to the crowd as Lane then rolls on top of Wilson for a cover...]
Evonne: Count it, ref!
ONE…
TWO…
[But Lane has not noticed that Rachel Sabbato, who had been watching on the
apron, has now climbed to the top rope herself, and she flies off with her frog
splash, Death From Above! This breaks up Lane's pinfall attempt, and as Tiffany
rolls on the mat, Rachel rolls on top of her, hooking the leg for good
measure...]
Kenny: Wait a minute! Rachel connects with a beautiful move on Lane!
ONE…
TWO…
[Brawn suddenly turns around, noticing that Lane is being pinned, but as he
ducks between the ropes...]
THREE!
Kenny: I don’t believe this! Rachel Sabbato just pinned one of the world tag
team champions! This has to be considered quite the upset!
[Sabbato rolls off Lane and outside the ring as the bell sounds, as Wilson
slowly sits up, and Brawn goes over to help Lane, a shocked look on his face.]
Evonne: Nina’s not going to be happy with this.
Fiona: The winner of the match… RACHEL SABBATO!
Kenny: This is quite a coup for Bad Seed! They now can claim a victory over the
champs!
[The fans pop loudly as Sabbato regroups with Ferguson outside the ring, a
high-five exchanged between the two, as they head back up the aisle. Wilson
slides out of the ring, where Jennifer meets her and the two talk, then head up
the aisle themselves. Brawn and Parker help Lane out of the ring and B&P and
Brawn then make their way to the back as well.]
Kenny: And the champs don’t look so happy now. Maybe they need to spend less
time playing the role of socialite and more time training, if this match is any
indication.
Evonne: Oh, please. This is just a temporary set back for B&P. They’ll bounce
back.
Kenny: Yeah, I’ve heard that one before. We?ll be right back!
[We break for a commercial. When we return, the camera comes into focus
backstage. A casually dressed and relaxed Helene Wikers is heading for the
lockers when BRA personnel promptly intercept her. Blocking her path is perky
interviewer Jenna Jamestown, eagerly motioning her crew to get in place. She
gives a fast and happy "Hi, Helene!" plus thumbs up that leave the wrestler
with a perplexed smile before turning to face the camera.]
Jenna: Hello, fans! With me right now is BRA wrestler, Helene Wikers. A
relative newcomer to BRA, she’s been seen in action against prominent figures
such as Nina Larue and Sierra Browne who, despite her acclaim, is also a
newcomer to BRA. What are you doing tonight, Helene?
Helene: … just fighting my third match.
Jenna: And which superstar will it be against?
Helene: Chrissy Daniel.
Jenna: … oh. Um, your thoughts?
Helene: I understand she’s something of a brawler so I’m not really worried.
It’s her funeral if she makes this an “I hit you, you hit me” kind of fight.
Jenna: And after this fight you’ll be going into Red Blood Cell, one of eight
combatants in “the Fallen Angel Full Contact Brawl.” What are your thoughts
there?
Helene: It’s been on my mind a lot lately, even now. There are a number of
talented ladies but it’s not as if I’m fighting all of them. There can be only
one winner so any alliance struck is gonna be shaky and temporary at best.
Jenna: And after RBC, what are you plans then? Do they coincide with the
challenge Sierra Browne has laid down for a few wrestlers including you and
your onetime partner Tara Smith?
Helene: I’ll think about that after RBC. Sierra’s probably just sour since she
earned that handicap match and defeat. But if the matchmakers or the other
wrestlers want it, then I’m in for the long haul. It’s a fight I can look
forward too.
Jenna: That’d be great!
Helene: Yeah.
Jenna: Uh-huh.
Helene, Jenna: …
Helene [gesturing off the camera]: … Uh, Jenna, if you don’t mind I’d better
change gears.
Jenna [on cue]: No problem, Helene, thanks for taking time to talk to us.
Let?s cut over to Shelley Marks who is with DARIA!
[Open camera shot we are backstage with Shelley Marks who is with DARIA
Wakizawa, who jump up and down softly, eager and full of energy]
Shelley: Fans later tonight Wakizawa/Ryker Part 3, No DQ, No Count-out and no
Time Limit! DARIA Wakizawa the world wants to know? Are you ready?
DARIA: [nodding affirmative as she stops jumping] HAI! Tonight everything will
be resolved! Tonight Wendy-san, D-chan gets in the ring for a third time with
you and this time there will be a winner. [points her thumb in her own chest] I
have every intention of being that winner!
Shelley: [motions off camera] DARIA we?ve been instructed to give this to you
by our director!
[Stagehand hands Jenna a FEDEX package]
Shelley: [looking at the package] Post mark Japan? Steel Wind Dojo?
DARIA: Nani?
[DARIA grabs the package and breaks the seal]
DARIA: [pulling out contents of the package one by one] eh? New Volume of
?Tenjo Tenge??[reaching in package and pulling out?] AH! The New Folder
5 CD! [one last reach in reveals a note] Eh? A message? [DARIA examines the
note] From Tanaka Yuriko sempai!
Shelley: Why do your mentors send care packages to you through our office
DARIA?
DARIA: [shrugging with a smile] I don?t know, probably because of my travel
schedule? hear listen to this? ?Dear D-chan, we all miss you at the Dojo.
Things are gearing up for the October Dream Tournament. Rekka-san hopes
you?ll at least come home for that if your schedule permits. Hope you like
the CD and are learning new skills in America. Kazuya ?sempai sends his best
also and wants you not to worry as he?s been taping ?One Piece? for you.
Sensei watched the tape of your matches from BRA? haven?t seen her smile
like that in years. Good luck! Yuriko?
Kenny: The ref laying down the count for the knockout! One! And there’s the
two… She’s going a bit slow I think.
Evonne: Neither woman has so much as moved yet! If this ends in another draw
because of a double count, KO or no KO, I’m going to scream. I swear.
Kenny: Looks like the referee feels the same way Evonne, because she’s not
exactly counting quickly. Three…
[Both DARIA and Wendy are still on the mat. DARTIA lays there, head nodding
from side to side. Wendy lies on the mat, eyes open though neither eye seems
focused]
Kenny: Four… The crowd has started counting along. They’re all on their feet
here wondering if we’re going to see another draw!
Crowd: FIVE!
[Wendy rolls over onto her stomach.]
Crowd: SIX!
[Crawling on her belly to the ropes Wendy tries to pull herself up, but loses
her grip and flops back down on the mat and onto her back. Daria has yet to
start moving again, apparently hitting a little bit harder than Wendy when they
crashed to the mat.]
Crowd: SEVEN!
Evonne: Come _ON_! GET UP! Don’t let this punk get _another_ undeserved draw!
Get up and beat her to a pulp, Ryker! Show me the Wendy Ryker I remember!
Crowd: EIGHT!
Evonne: Wendy sits up!
[DARIA rolls onto her belly]
Kenny: DARIA shows signs of life also!
Crowd: NINE!!!
[Both women slowly get to their feet, causing the crowd to pop big. DARIA's
face is still dripping blood, a result of her sweat mingling with dried blood
on her face]
Evonne: Both are up, [lamenting] it’s still a damn deadlock!
Kenny: Wendy laying in with a European Uppercut on DARIA! DARIA stands her
ground and fires back with a knife-edge chop!
Evonne : They’re trying to beat each other down!
[The exchange continues, Wendy with the uppercuts, DARIA with the chops,
neither woman giving an inch!]
Kenny: This all about respect! The woman who drops first just may lose the
match!
[Almost on cue DARIA falls backward as Wendy stands center ring pumping her
arm, the fans are rabid]
Kenny: Wendy with a pick-up, tossing DARIA to the ropes. DARIA on the
rebound?
[Wendy lifts DARIA up and hotshots her across the top rope strand]
Kenny: HOTSHOT! DARIA is down! Wendy with the cover!
Evonne: [almost hoarse] This has to be it?
1!
2!
3?
[The ref stands, thrusting 2 fingers in the air]
Kenny: Again only a nearfall!
Evonne: What the hell does Wendy Ryker have to do to end this match? CAN
SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME!
[The camera zooms in, Wendy is gritting her teeth, a look of furious,
frustrated anger on her face.]
Kenny: Wendy tosses DARIA into the corner and lifts her up the turnbuckles?
Evonne: Another Superplex WILL END THIS!
[Wendy starts to climb up the ropes but DARIA kicks her in the head several
times till Wendy falls off]
Kenny: Both women must be close to empty on the gas tank!
[Wendy staggers to her feet and DARIA comes off the top]
Kenny: Missile Dropkick!
Evonne: NO! She hit Wendy in the shoulder!
Kenny: And that’s the same shoulder she hurt on the ringpost earlier in the
match!
[Wendy grabs her arm in pain on the mat as DARIA springs to her feet]
Kenny: Wendy still on the mat in pain and DARIA now sensing the ends might be
near!
[DARIA sits Wendy up and isolates the battered arm and then wraps Wendy's free
arm across her throat. DARIA then pulls back on both arms]
Kenny: D-Clutch! DARIA has the D-Clutch on Wendy in the middle of the ring!
Evonne: [angrily] It can’t end this way! It just can’t!
[Wendy gasps for air as DARIA pulls back the arms even tighter. Then for more
leverage DARIA back mounts Wendy and rolls both of them on their sides]
Kenny: This is a variation of the crossface chickenwing! DARIA is pulling back
on Wendy’s arms, cutting of the air supply!
[Wendy is struggling furiously in the D-Clutch, but the lack of leverage
combined with the hurt shoulder leaves her unable to power out, and the ropes
are nowhere nearby. The referee asks her if she submits, but only gets a look
which would have laid him six feet underground if looks could kill as a
response. Slowly, but surely Wendy starts to fade, however, the lack of oxygen
to her brain taking its inevitable toll.]
Evonne: Someone hit the ring with a chair or something! And then hit DARIA with
it!
Kenny: Wendy is fading, and here’s the referee to check on her again.
[The ref checks on Wendy, then raises her arm once... It falls.]
Kenny: That’s one!
Evonne: Gimme one of those folding chairs! _I’ll_ clobber the little punk! If
she wins this I’ll never be able to live with myself!
Kenny: Sit down, Evonne!
[Again the referee raises Wendy's arm into the air... And it falls!]
Kenny (and the crowd): TWO!
Evonne: This isn’t happening! That’s it! This is a bad dream. A nightmare!
That’s the only possible reason why the schoolgirl hasn’t been torn limb from
limb!
Kenny: I’m afraid you’re wide awake, Evonne.
[For the final time the referee raises Wendy's arm, and...]
[It falls!!!]
Kenny: THREE! THREE!!! IT’S OVER! After three matches we finally got a decision
between these two! The ref is calling for the bell! It’s official!
Evonne: [stunned] I don’t believe it? how did this pipsqueak beat a pro like
Wendy Ryker?
[The bell rings.]
[The arena erupts in cheers for DARIA . The ref consults with Fiona Miranda.
DARIA has broken the D-Clutch and falls backwards, exhausted. Ring attendants
are rushing to check on Wendy Ryker]
Kenny: [stunned] I? I think we just witnessed the birth of new star?
Evonne: [terse] Shut up! DARIA Wakizawa got lucky! It’s a fluke! A plain old
fluke! I doubt she’ll ever be able to pull something like this off again! It’s
just because Wendy’s not as vicious as she was when she was younger. Back then
she would have torn DARIA’s throat out and laughed about it! She’s gone soft!
[The ring attendants have revived Wendy Ryker, who is now sitting up looking
glassy eyed and exhausted. DARIA is leaning on several ring attendants for
support, a towel wrapped over her bleeding cut. Finally Fiona raises the mic to
her lips]
Fiona Miranda: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match in a time 24
minutes 37 seconds by submission?
[The crowd already erupts knowing the verdict]
Fiona: “PURE HEART FIGHTER? DARIA WAKIZAWA!
["Get Over" by dream begins to play. DARIA leans against a ring attendant tears
streaming down her face as she cries. Wendy Ryker is also sitting in the ring,
clenching and unclenching her fists with a look of pure disbelief on her face.]
Kenny: My lord what a match! I’m? I’m almost numb from the experience!
Evonne: I? I suppose I have to give credit? DARIA Wakizawa pulled it out. I
don’t think she can do it day in and day out but I’ll give her my respect for
the moment because she earned it!
Kenny: Both women earned respect for each other Evonne! Respect from each other
and from the fans!
[DARIA is standing center ring, still leaning on a ring attendant for support.
She shrugs the ring attendant and walks over to Wendy Ryker. Wendy is standing,
leaning on the ropes. Both women stand face to face]
Kenny: What have we here?
[DARIA, eyes filled with tears, offers out her hand to Wendy who looks at
it...]
Evonne: Maybe this isn’t as over as we thought.
Kenny: She wouldn’t…
Evonne: If you’d ever seen the _old_ Wendy you wouldn’t say that.
[A hush falls over the crowd as they watch Daria stand there with her hand
outstretched, Wendy still looking at it. She looks at the fans, then back at
the hand again, and grabs it...]
Evonne: Now, SUCKER PUNCH HER!
[...And then RAISES DARIA'S ARM IN VICTORY, pointing at the younger woman with
her other hand as the crowd bursts into a deafening cheer. As the fans go
ballistic both women embracing in a tear filled, exhausted hug, before Wendy
once again raises DARIA's arm up in the air, a grin on the veteran's face now
as she gestures for the crowd to make even _more_ noise.]
Kenny: What a great moment of sportsmanship!
Fiona: [sarcastically] Oh yes isn’t it just wonderful?
[In the ring Wendy has now gotten the microphone from Fiona and approaches
DARIA again.]
Wendy: Well, that was fun.
[She grins, rubbing her throat a bit where the D-clutch was applied. The crowd
is still cheering, but calms down a bit as she speaks.]
Wendy: Ya know, kid… When I first heard I was fighting a nineteen year old
girl fresh outta wrestling school in my first match here in BRA, I admit it, I
didn’t take it seriously. I mean, here I was, having first laced up my
wrestling boots almost a decade ago, and they put me in with a rookie? That’s
pretty much what I was thinking. I admit it, I thought you were just another
wrestler-wannabe.
[She pauses, looking straight at DARIA.]
Wendy: Well, ya proved me wrong, kiddo. And when Wendy Ryker’s wrong about
someone she admits it. You’re as tough and rough as any man or woman I’ve ever
stepped in the ring with, and a lot smarter than most of ‘em. Tonight you
_earned_ your win over Wendy Ryker the _hard_ way! You went for damn near half
an hour and never gave up. _That_ takes guts! DARIA, you’re the _real_ deal,
and anyone wants t’ dispute that is gonna have t’ take it up with yours truly.
As far as I’m concerned, you’re okay, kiddo.
[Wendy offers the microphone to DARIA who, with tears flowing from her eyes
bows in respect to Wendy as she accepts the mic.]
DARIA: Wendy-san, the honor to wrestle you was greater than any words can
express [DARIA wipes her eyes] You have honored me 3 times by agreeing to
wrestle me 3 times. You have shown me what I need to do to survive in BRA. I
hope someday I?ll have that honor again. Domo Arigato Gozaimasu!
[DARIA bows to Wendy. Wendy smiles and pats DARIA on the back and directs her
to the crowd, almost all of who are cheering.]
DARIA: [speaking into the microphone again] And to all of you, the fans?
Thank you. When my mentor Rekka-sensei told me that Victory is best when shared
with a crowd, at that time I didn?t understand. Well Rekka-sensei, D-chan
understands what you mean now. All of you.. DOMO ARIGATO GOZAIMASU!
[DARIA bows to the cheering fans. When she returns to her standing position she
raises her hands, flashing twin ?Victory? signals with an exhausted smile
on her face as Wendy stands by, cheering her on]
Kenny: We have got to go to a commercial break. We will be right back!
[We cut away for a commercial. When we come back "Dead Wrong" hits and the
crowd immediately erupts into boos. The curtains part and Marissa Monet strides
down the aisle. She looks out at the crowd with cold, lifeless eyes. She
studies them for a moment, analysing whether they are a threat or merely part
of the scenery. She seems to see nothing worth her interest because her eyes go
back to the ring. She is dressed in tight-fitting, hip-hugging jeans and a
white bra top that exposes the taut planes of her midriff. Her hair is pulled
back in a simple pony tail. She wears her into two single cornrows that travel
back around her forehead into one big afro puff. She steps into the ring in her
high-heeled boots, towering over the scene. With her boots and hair, her 6'6
height seems to stretch above seven feet. She gestures sharply for a
microphone. As she takes it in her big right hand she lifts it slowly to her
bright red mouth. A smile splits them, showing big white teeth. A killer gleam
comes into her eye.]
Marissa: Candi Bratton, I don’t forget. Once an enemy always an enemy. I know
these people out here are wondering why I attacked you and your pathetic little
daughter. I know it seemed irrational. Unnecessary. Well, see, Candi Bratton
has had this coming for about a year now. One year ago I signed a contract with
a penny ante little wrestling federation. I just finished beating the tar out
of a woman and all of a sudden Candi Bratton decided to jump me from behind.
[The crowd cheers. That makes Marissa's expression go completely cold.]
Marissa: That was the crowd reaction back then, too. (slight smirk) I never
forgot that. But that promotion closed after one night. And I never got my
chance for revenge. But I never forgot. I never forgot and though I had to wait
one year for the pleasure I had blood in my mouth. No one … absolutely no one
gets over on the Great Black Shark. Bratton, I know you wanted to make your
mark as the best big woman in the sport back then. I might have done the same
thing. But, you picked the wrong target. Whatever you try to do to me. I will
do worse to you. You embarrassed me in a back alley bingo hall … I eat your
child in front of national television audiences. I trust you’ve learned your
lesson. Stay out of my way. Because everybody who swims in my water … be they
wrestler … be they referee … be they some stupid announcer (her cold gaze
falls on Kenny Harbour) … be they the president of the BRA … or be they
these fans sitting at ringside.
[The arena goes quiet as the intensity of her words sinks in. Marissa gazes at
them all, a naked hunger expressed across her face.]
Marissa: You thought “Blood in the Water” was a catchphrase? Let me catch your
scent. Swim across my nose. Disturb me and I will kill each and every one of
you as easily as I will tear apart that fat walrus Candi Bratton. Now, I keep
hearing that “Delilah Strain” has heard all about my “confrontation” with Candi
and whenever she gets back from Japan she’s going to deal with the situation. I
suppose she means to deal with me. Candi, you’re absolutely pathetic. I thought
you were supposed to be big and bad. You aren’t bad. You aren’t even that big.
You’re just fat. Like a big fat juicy seal.
[Marissa smiles a glittering killer's smile. The scary thing is the smile
absolutely does not reach her eyes. They remain dead and flat, lifeless doll's
eyes.]
Marissa: Big fat juicy seals are the natural prey of the Great Black Shark.
When I see you … I’m going to bite you. A shark can bite 50lbs of flesh with
one snap of its jaws. So, I should be able to finish you in ten bites. There’s
going to be nothing but shreds of flesh, shards of bone and gobbets of flesh
scattered around the ring. In fact, Bratton, do yourself a favour. Stay out of
the water … stay out of this ring … until Strain gets back. It’s just not
safe to get in the ring. I’ve got the taste for you now. And I’ve got your
scent. I can’t wait to devour you … oooh, Marissa’s gonna..
[Interrupting Marissa?s catchphrase is the sounds of ?Sex and Candy? by
Marcy?s Playground. The fans erupt to their feet as a lone figure stands at
the top of the ramp. She stands tall and proud, in her black t-shirt that says,
?I?m The S**t!? She got her black trunks on as well, as her black
wrestling boots. She?s here for business. She?s holds up a dented chair and
brings the microphone to her lips.]
Candi: Well now! I?ve been waiting for weeks for you to break our that
classic catchphrase you used to use in the early 80s!
[Marrisa looks a tad confused as she was probably a toddler in the early 80s.]
Candi: You know what I?m talking about.. let?s all say it together!..
[Candi lowers her voice and breaks out with.]
Candi: Grape Ape! Grape Ape!
[The fans erupt in laughter and Marissa looks pissed. She starts to pace in the
ring like an animal.]
Candi: C?mon.. we loved ya then.. why?d you turn so bitter? Hm? What has
got your panties in a bunch?! Remember this?
[She holds out the dented chair.]
Candi: This is the chair you hit me with last week. I saved is special for this
night.. because you see.. I?m going to march down there.. I?m going to
crack your skull open! You want to talk about a year ago? How about this.. you
were thinking you were something special.. but, you were #23 in your debut
year. You weren?t special. You were the average musclehead! All brawn. No
Brains. You want to run around like you?re all that.. I put you in your place
and that was that. It was business. But.. you decided to make it personal by
attacking my kid. So fine.. I?ll make it personal. But I don?t need this..
[Candi slams down the chair and marches down the aisle.. Marissa motions her to
bring it on.. Candi walks up the ringsteps and steps into the ring.. Marissa
charges, but powder flies from Candi?s hand and hits Marissa in the face.
Marissa stops mid-charge and grabs her face.. her eyes stinging from the salt.]
Kenny: We?ve got ourselves an impromptu match here! Candi Bratton just threw
some powder into Marissa?s face.
Evonne: That?s because she?s a cheater.. and cheater?s never win!
Kenny: You come up with that all by yourself..
Evonne: Shut up.
[Candi picks up Marissa?s microphone.]
Candi: Oh.. in case you were expecting reinforcements..
[The Angel-tron comes to life with Sierra?s locker room in view. There is
some pounding heard, however a board has been nailed across the door,
preventing anyone from coming out of that particular dressing room. But Marissa
has no idea as she?s still blinded. Candi slides out of the ring..]
Kenny: Candi Bratton has got to be the most intelligent person to ever step
foot in the wrestling ring.
[Candi pulls out a glove and then some barbed wire. She carefully wraps some of
the wire around the heavy duty glove. She slides back into the ring, accidently
catching her shirt on the barbed wire.. she pulls it free, but ripping her
shirt a bit in the process. She walks over and grabs a handful of Marissa?s
hair and drills her in the forehead with the glove. Immediately, blood begins
to pour from the forehead of Monet.]
Evonne: This is uncalled for!
[In the ring, Candi is talking to Monet as she drills her again with the glove.
?You wanna put your hands on my kid? Go right ahead.? She nails her again.
On the Angel-tron, security is trying to get the board off of Sierra?s door..
they finally pry it off and Sierra and Indigo burst through it and take off.
Candi is able to drill her a couple more times before Sierra and Indigo come
into view, sprinting down the aisle. Candi drops and rolls from the ring as the
Brownes check on the condition of their friend. Candi holds the glove high and
walks backwards from the ringside area. Monet looks up in a rage as she watches
Candi. She lets out a curdling scream.]
Kenny: I have never seen someone handle Marissa Monet in that way before. Let
me tell you something. Monet may have bitten off more than she can chew here..
a barbed wire match set for Red Blood Cell.. Monet vs. Bratton.. it?s going
to be a big one!
Evonne: I can?t wait for Marissa to put that fat cow in her place.
Kenny: We are scheduled to see the return of the Plush Sisters next, as Chrissy
Daniel is supposed to meet Helene Wikers, however I am being told we are
running short on time and we will have that match for you on next week?s Girl
Talk. Up next, the Eastern Continental Championship will be on the line.
We?ll be back!
[We cut to another commericial.]
[The arena darkens, as a spotlight centers on the ring and Fiona Miranda.]
Fiona: This match is your main event. It is scheduled for one fall and it is
for the Battling Ring Angels? Eastern Continental Championship. Introducing
the challenger..
[Elton John's "Made in England" begins to play over the PA system.]
Fiona: Weighing in at 120 pounds.. this is ?Sensational?.. Shea.. LONDON!
[Shea starts jogging down the aisle, slapping hands with fans, her speed
increasing as she approaches the ring. Reaching ringside, she slides under the
bottom rope, rolling up, and then springing onto her feet and sprinting towards
the farthest corner from her. Taking hold of the top rope, she springs into the
air, landing in a crouched position atop the turnbuckle. She stands, balancing
herself on the top rope, arms raised high above her head, flashing the crowd
her trademark grin asserts its supremacy. Taking a deep breath, she launches
into a backflip, landing on her feet near the center of the ring, sticking the
landing perfectly. Humongous pop.]
Fiona: And introducing her opponent..
[Back To Life by "Soul to Soul? starts to play over the loudspeakers and the
crowd starts to cheer.]
Fiona: She is the current reigning Eastern Continental Champion! She weighs in
at 131 pounds.. this is Veronicaaaaaa.. Miiiiiillllllionssss!
[Pyros start to go off around the entrance ramp and out will step Veronica
Millions wearing a satin bikini and a pair of black low cut boots with a jacket
and a pair of sunglasses, and around her waist is the Eastern Continental
Championship belt. She stands at the top of the ramp for a few seconds and then
heads towards the ring. She steps into the ring and walks to the center of the
ring. She stands there for a few seconds then strikes a sexy pose as pyros go
off all around the ringside area. After that she will walk to the ring corner
and remove her jacket and then throw her sunglasses into the crowd. She hands
the title to referee Lara Bratton and as Bratton holds the title high, Millions
walks to the center of the ring and offers her hand.]
Evonne: She?s gunna suckerpunch London.. just you watch..
[Shea looks at the hand for a moment, then walks up and takes the hand. A firm
shake, then Bratton calls for the bell.]
Kenny: Shows what you know.. Not everyone has to take the cheap shot to me
successful in BRA.
Evonne: I guess those who don?t cheat have luck, eh?
Kenny: We have a lock up here.. Millions with the headlock. London shoots her
into the ropes.. shoulderblock by Millions and London goes down.. Millions runs
across the ring, London ducks down.. rebound by Millions.. armdrag by London..
Millions is up.. but another armdrag by London.. and a third as well and
Millions rolls out of the ring to regroup..
Evonne: London with a decent start, but Millions has shown her smarts by
getting out of Dodge here.. breaking all the momentum that London has built up.
[London motions for Millions to come back in the ring.. Millions up on the
apron and she slowly steps into the ring. As she does, London runs over and
dropkicks her in the head and Millions falls into the ring. London pulls her to
her feet and whips her across.. nailing her with a somersault clothesline.]
Evonne: A little aggression by London, I?m liking it.
[London pulls Millions to her feet and hooks her in and lifts her up.. falling
backwards into a vertical suplex. London covers..]
One..
Kenny: Quick kickout by Millions.. London pulls up Millions who fires back with
a series of uppercuts.. London staggers back into the ropes.. Millions with a
whip.. she catches London with a powerslam!
One..
Kenny: This time it?s London who kicks out quickly. Millions pulls her up..
whip.. NO! Reversal by London.. wait.. another reversal and OH!
[London is inadvertently sent head to head with Lara Bratton and they both go
down.]
Evonne: Bratton getting in the way again.. stupid girl..
[London is slow to get to her feet.. Millions off the ropes.. RUNNING
FACESLAM!]
Kenny: Millions is motioning to the crowd here..
[Millions picks up London and drapes her across her shoulder.. ]
Kenny: TOMBSTONE! It?s over!
[Millions covers London, but Bratton is still out of it.. the fans get to their
feet as Ina Hymich runs down the aisle and slides into the ring.. and starts a
count..]
One..
Two..
Thre..
Kenny: Kickout by London! This match could have been over right here..
Evonne: I?ll tell you what.. luck is truly on London?s side tonight.
Kenny: Millions is a bit frustrated here.. she nails her finisher and there?s
no ref.. Head Referee Hymich is now in the ring.. other officials are helping
Lara Bratton from ringside..
[Millions charges into the ropes as a slowly rising London makes her way up.. ]
Kenny: HOLY…!!
[London, who is leaning against the ropes, backdrops Millions who sails up and
over the ropes.. she comes down on her back, however, her leg crashes against
the guardrailing and an audible ?pop? is heard..]
Evonne: Was that her leg??
Kenny: I have no idea.. but Hymich may need to stop this match..
[Millions grabs her leg and screams out in pain.. immediately Ina Hymich leaves
the ring to check on Millions.. London slides from the ring as well.. ]
Kenny: Both London and Hymich going out to check on the condition of Millions..
Evonne: I don?t think a leg is supposed to bend in that direction, Ken..
[Hymich turns to the bellkeeper but London stops her.. and pleads with her..
she hurries over to Millions and pulls her to her foot and rolls her into the
ring.. Hymich looks shocked, then follows them in.. Millions rolls on the
ground, clutching her leg as London climbs up the turnbuckle..]
Kenny: What in the world?!?
Evonne: Hey.. she?s not letting this opportunity pass her up..
[The reaction from the crowd is mixed as the decision by Shea London, who soars
off the turnbuckle, nailing the Sensational Leg Drop.. she covers and Ina
Hymich, who a moment ago was going to stop this match, pauses before dropping
down..]
One..
Two..
Thre..
Kenny: Oh my DOG!
[London looks up at Hymich who?s hand is an eighth of an inch from the mat..
Millions arms is straight up in the air, her shoulder off the mat.. ]
Evonne: You?ve got to be kidding me! That girl has to be in a ton of pain.. I
think her leg is broken..
[London gets to her feet as if fighting with herself.. she looks down at the
tear stained face of Veronica Millions who is grabbing her leg.. suddenly, as
if making a decision, London reaches down and grabs the injured leg of Millions
and applies a spinning toe hold..]
Evonne: Yes! I love this! London has that desire! She wants this bad!
Kenny: It?s not illegal.. but it surely isn?t very sportsmanlike on the
part of Shea London..
[Millions screams out in pain as London wraps the leg around her own.. then
suddenly, Millions just collapses on the mat.. Hymich checks on the condition
of Millions and immediately calls for the bell..]
Kenny: I think Hymich is stopping this match..
Evonne: What are you talking about?!? London has this girl beat!
[As soon as the bell rings, London releases the hold and drops down the check
on Millions our of concern.]
Fiona: The referee?s decision in this match is as follows..
[The crowd becomes quiet.. London is motioning for paramedics to come to
ringside..]
Fiona: The referee has stopped this bout due to the fact that Veronica Millions
has lost consciousness. The winner of this match.. and NEW..
[Mixed reactions from the crowd at that revelation..]
Fiona: .. Eastern Continental Champion.. ?Sensationallllll?.. Sheaaaaaa..
Londonnnnnn!
[Medical team hits the ring and begins to assist Veronica Millions, as Shea is
handed the EC belt. She doesn?t hold it up in the air.. she just takes it and
watches as the paramedics assist Millions..]
Evonne: Regardless of what these fans think, Shea London did the right thing.
She?s in this to be the best and she had opportunity to take the championship
and she took it. Anyone out there would have done the same thing.
Kenny: We are just about out of time for this edition of PowerTrip.. join us
next week for Girl Talk, then in two weeks for the Battling Ring Angels?
special, ?Red Blood Cell? coming to you live! Don?t you dare miss it!
