Ironically, the scene doesn't open at tonoght's destination for Eternity #10. Instead, the cameras open up at the locale of the last Eternity -- the casino in Atlantic City, New Jersey. Bells are ringing, lights are flashing and people are ganbling; everyone is having fun, except for one poor soul sitting at the bar, who is hunched over and has barely regained consciousness. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, the man blinks twice, trying to figure out his surroundings, having the bar manager being the first person he lays his eyes on. When the man talks, the person is revealed to be none other than Sin Wrestling owner, Corey Page.
Corey Page: Where the hell am I?
Bar Manager: You're at the same damn place you've been for over the past week. You've done nothing but drink and gamble for an entire week.
He repeats, for emphasis.
Bar Manager: For an entire week!
Corey Page: Jesus Christ!
Corey stops to think to himself and suddenly questions the owner.
Corey Page: Uh, how much have I won?
Bar Mananger: Absolutely nothing!
Corey Page: Well... shit.
Corey coughs, hacking up red, black and blue poker chips, prompting the bar manager to pick one up and fling it at Corey.
Bar Manager: You were so drunk that you thought they were potato chips!
Corey Page: [chuckling] Whoops!
Shuffling the poker chips aside, he looks over his right and left shoulders.
Corey Page: Say, uh, where is everyone?
Bar Manager: Who?
Corey Page: My... uh... you know... my friends... my company... my wrestling promotion.
The bar manager contorts his face, believing Corey Page is nuts.
Bar Manager: Boy, have you lost your mind?! They left over a week ago, too! But not before you instructed them to go to a boat to have some sort of soiree.
Corey Page: A boat?
Bar Manager: Yes, you heard me.
Corey Page: Well, now, that's just goddamn nuts.
Bar Manager: Eh, you're tellin' me. Of course, it was better than you whining "Kitty" 24/7, like you have been doing for the past week.
Corey Page: ...Kitty... oh god, Kitty...
Bar Manager: Oh, here we go, again.
Corey Page: Fill'er up.
Using his right hand, Corey hands over the poker chips that he had coughed up and uses them as change to buy another drink. In response, the bar manager calmly shrugs his shoulders, grabs the glass in front of him and pours another drink for Corey. The image finally fades out, showing the Eternity logo...
...And then it fades to a boat in the harbour, which is attached to a wharf, in the bay of Providence, Rhode Island. Eternity #10 comes at you, live from a boat.
Tonight's event starts off with the former Lust Champion, David Cage, standing in the ring, awaiting for the apparent arrival of Flame, whose foreshadowing apparence at the last Eternity resulted in David losing the title. Looking steadily at the entrance, David is taken aback when a burst of flames erupt from the entrance, including all around the boat, which Eternity is being hosted on.
Everyone's attention turns towards the entranceway, where they watch as the man whom they all thought was deceased steps out from behind the curtains, much to everyone's disbelief. Following a path of fire, Flame walks to the ring and enters, sliding inside, only to be clubbed across the upper-back with a double-axehandle from David Cage, who wastes no time in getting things started.
The bell rings and right away, David and Flame go to the floor, where they battle on the boat's deck. David goes to fling Flame into a row of chairs, but has it reversed. Instead, Flame reverses the whip and heaves David into several rows, using a massive hip-toss. Chairs and fans scramble everywhere, with several chairs even crashing overboard and into the water.
Flame allows David to rise, using this time to charge ahead and aim to hit a running clothesline onto David. However, David ducks down and almost bests Flame with a backdrop overboard. Thankfully, for Flame's sake, he will not be extinguished. He kicks David in the face, staggering him back and then clutching onto David's throat with a chokehold...
Just then, the bell rings, again.
After the brawling on the floor, both men have officially been counted out by the referee, who has called for the bell. Looking around, Flame looks stunned and disjointed, while David Cage is just happy to be alive.
Winner: Double-Countout
The scene opens up aboard the S.S. Wifey, aptly named because it’s the personal luxury yacht of Morgana and Adora. The Wifeys are lounging in reclining poolside chairs in an attempt to catch some sun, with Morgy wearing a black and pink polka dot bikini and Adora wearing a red and white version. Their attempts are in vain – seeing as they’re in Providence, Rhode Island, it’s fucking cold outside.
Morgana: Whose idea was this, anyway? I’m freezing, yo.
Adora: It was your idea, remember? You’re the one who said you wanted to upstage the boat Eternity’s going to be on.
True. And in that sense, Morgana had succeeded: the S.S. Wifey was nearly three times the size of the ship hosting Eternity. Unfortunately, she’d left steering the multi-million dollar boat in the hands of Leah Petrelli, and that wasn’t likely to end well.
Leah Petrelli: I can be your hero, baby! I can kiss away the pain!
*******: Leah, let me drive, you fucking cunt.
Inside the captain’s cabin, wearing a captain’s hat and her Lust Title strapped around her waist, is Leah Petrelli. The ubiquitous *******, her some-time nemesis and tag partner, glares jealously at her, attempting to steer the yacht herself.
Leah Petrelli: Fuck off, ho! And when I’m driving, I only respond to ‘Captain Eli,’ kthx.
*******: Did you just tell me to fuck off? Hell no. Several of my personalities have killed people for less.
******* lunges at Leah, attempting to shove her out of the way and grab onto the yacht’s steering wheel. Fighting for control, ******* and Leah jerk the wheel crazily back and forth, attempting to kick and bite each other in the process.
Leah Petrelli: Let go, or I’ll throw your cocaine overboard!
*******: YOU let go, or I’ll – oh, fuck!
Before Leah or ******* can gain full control over the boat, they crash into the side of another boat – the one hosting Eternity. Glen Fischer, Pain and David Nistiero are all on the deck, overlooking the water and complaining amongst themselves.
Glen Fischer: I can’t believe Corey Page fired us just for no-showing a couple of times. Oh well – at least he let us come to Eternity to get our last pay –
Leah Petrelli: MAYDAY! MAYDAY~!!
Before Glen can finish his sentence, Leah Petrelli’s screaming cuts him off, and the S.S. Wifey crashes into the side of Eternity’s boat, crushing and instantly killing Glen, Pain, and David Nistiero.
*******: Look what you did, you cunt! You killed those janitors! They were just trying to swab the deck!
Leah and ******** lunge at one another, ripping at clumps of hair and pieces of clothing, as the scene fades to black.
When we return to the ringside area, Remi Bonneau is shown entering the ring, taking a stance next to Michael and Trent Turner. However, before the bell can ring, everyone's attention switches to the entrance, where "The Outsider (Resident Reinhold mix)" by A Perfect Circle hits. Holding a crowbar in his right hand, Shane tip-toes out, receiving a major jeer from the audience, which he deflects by completely ignoring.
Not liking the fact that Shane Donovan has stolen their spotlight, Michael, Trent Turner and Remi Bonneau join together in the center of the ring, watching as he steps onboard and rolls into the ring. They decide to do something about this intrusion.
First, Michael strides forward, but he runs directly into a shot in the gut with the crowbar, which Shane follows up by bashing the edge of the steel object into the back of his skull. Furthermore, Shane heaves Michael over the top rope, where he lands with a sickening thud, on the cold, hard deck.
Secondly, Trent Turner charges ahead, but he runs right into a kick to the gut from Shane, who clubs him in the neck and then wristclutch Exploder Suplexes him, sending Trent rolling out to the floor!
Last, but not least, is Remi Bonneau, who decides to take on Shane, only to run into a knee from Shane. Shane then bounces off the ropes and returns with a running kneelift to the side of Remi's head, knocking him backwards. As Remi stumbles around, Shane comes up behind him and then hits him with the Vertebreaker, dropping him on his head!
Alone in the ring, Shane stands up, requests the microphone and upon receiving it, stands in the center of the ring.
Shane Donovan: One second...
Before he can begin, Shane takes a moment to stomp on Remi Bonneau, rolling him out of the ring.
Shane Donovan: Morgana... Adora... Team Wifey... I'm going to keep this brief and quick. That way, you won't have to bore me with any of your snarky comments. And believe me, it's boring. You've all heard the rumors; you've all heard the ideas. I'm making it official. At Dead End Road, Adora and Morgana, your titles are on the line.
He pauses.
Shane Donovan: Your titles will be on the line... in a Tornado Tag Team Match. I don't care who my partner will be, but I want both of you and I want to hurt both of you. By the end of the night, the reign of Team Wifey will be over and one of you will be without a title. I have Destiny Daniels, whom both of you have come to know quite well...
Shane chuckles.
Shane Donovan: I have her back; she has mine. Suffice to say, the odds are even and I will destroy both of you, even if I have to slit some throats.
Casually dropping the microphone, Shane exits the ring, stomps on the fallen Trent Turner and walks off the boat, exiting to the backstage area.
Ace Rodgers boards onto the S.S. Wifey, holding a microphone and a sheet of paper in his hand. He walks towards the deck, seeing Adora and Morgana wearing pink bikinis, bathing in the sun, while ******* and Leah Petrelli tug and slap at each other.
Ace Rodgers: Morgy, Morgy!
Ace's hollering disrupts Morgy's bathing, forcing her head to pop up and look around.
Morgana: Whaaaaaat?
Adora, who sits next to Morgana, having the Television Title laying across her waist, also pops up. Removing her dark sunglasses, wondering what's going on, Adora looks questioningly at Ace, who hands something over to Morgana.
Morgana: What's this?
Out of breath, Ace replies.
Ace Rodgers: That's the deed that says Corey Page is not here tonight, which then means that the World Champ is in charge of tonight's proceedings.
Adora: Cooooooooool.
Adora springs to her feet, forgetting about the damage done to her back at the last Eternity.
Adora: Ow!
Holding onto her back, Adora looks at the contract handed to Morgana.
Morgana: And this means...?
Ace Rodgers: This means that you're running things tonight!
Morgana: Everything?
Ace Rodgers: Everything! You're making the matches for the rest of the night, telling people what to do... and everything!
Adora: Coooooool, again!
Morgana: Hmmm...
Rubbing her chin, Morgana begins to think out loud.
Morgana: What to do... what to do...
Adora: I know! Give me the night off!
Adora points at her injured back.
Adora: I mean...Christ, that douchebag Shane Donovan tried to cripple me two weeks in a row. Each time I beat him, though, so serves that prick right.
Morgana: You know what 'dorita, I like your attitude! You have the night off!
Adora: Thank God.
Gingerly sitting back down, Morgana furrows her brow, telling Leah and ******* to come near.
Morgana: You two... over here.
******* and Leah stand in front of Morgy.
Morgana: *******, you will face... hmm...
******* crosses her fingers.
*******: Please let it be Pain's corpse!
Morgana: A-ha! You will face Jean-Paul Lacklan! That weirdo with that weird mask.
*******: Well, fuck me up the ass.
******* walks off, slouched over, not liking her choice of an opponent. Leah Petrelli, in the meantime, remains in front of Morgy.
Leah Petrelli: How about me, Morgy-poo? Huh? Huh? How about it? Tell me!
Morgana: Uhhh... you can defend your new belt again... uh... Adrian Merlo! In a man--or--woman overboard match! You'll have to throw him off the boat.
Leah Petrelli: I don't think I can swim.
Morgana: It's okay. I'm sure you will win.
Leah Petrelli: But what if I don't?
Morgana: Uh....
Adora pipes in.
Adora: Then you're screwed.
Leah Petrelli: Hmm... good enough! La-dee-da!
Morgana: Your match is now! Go!
Leah Petrelli: Fine!
Leah skips off, leaving Adora, Morgana and Ace Rodgers behind.
Ace Rodgers: Sooo... are you giving yourself the night off, Morgy?
Morgana looks shocked, appalled that Ace even considers that.
Morgana: No way! I am booking myself against that no-talent, failure-of-a-revolution moron, Julian Brown. That guy has a big mouth and has been running it a lot in the backstage area -- against me, the World Champ, nonetheless! It's time that I shut him up.
Ace Rodgers: Eh, sounds good to me.
Morgana: Now go away, pervert.
Ace slips his hand down his pants, grabs his cock and walks away in shame. The camera then fades out.
The scene opens and we see Adrian Merlo and Hector in the locker room prior to Merlo's match. Adrian is putting on his newly acquired life jacket while Hector is rummaging through a gym bag on the opposite of the room.
Hector: Yo, Adrian, you remember what I told you, right?
Adrian glances his way and gives a slight nod.
Adrian Merlo: I just don't understand why it has to be this way, man. But if you really think it's for the best, then I won't argue in trying it.
Hector smiles wide, and then proceeds to move across the room towards Adrian, with an object wrapped in tissue paper in his hand. Adrian recieves the object and playfully bounces it up and down in his hand.
Adrian Merlo: It's kinda heavy, man. This might weigh me down in the match, you know, it might do more harm than good.
Hector shakes his, a slight smirk still streaking across his face.
Hector: Trust me, if things get rough, this will be the single most important object in your career. This baby is going to win you the Lust title. This little thing is going to give Leah Petrelli something to bitch about for the rest of your life. This is what's going to jump start your career, man. Believe me.
Adrian nods his head in silence and then opens up a small slit, that was being held together by velcro, in his orange life jacket. Apparently, that part of the life jacket had been hollowed out because there was just enough room for the object to fit inside of it. Adrian shuts the flap and presses down on the spot, attempting to flatten it out. The only remnants of the object can be shown through the slight bulge in his life jacket.
Adrian Merlo: If I drown because of this thing, then I'm going to be pretty pissed, man. I'll haunt you in your most intimate moment.
Hector: Don't worry! You aren't going to lose, and even if you do, I'll toss you a floatie or something.
Adrian laughs and then pats Hector on the back.
Adrian Merlo: If you are right about this, Hector, than I'm going to personally make sure that you get a percent of my pay checks.
Adrian hesitates no longer and proceeds to walk out of the locker room. The camera zooms in on Hector, who is now smiling mischeviously.
Gustav Holst's "Mars" hits and Adrian Merlo walks out from the behind the curtain, life-jacket and all. He walks onto the boat, slaps some hands and then rolls inside, where he waits for Leah Petrelli. When she does come out, she arrives with the Lust Title wrapped around her waist, along with some rubber-ducky floatation devices strapped around her arms.
Unstrapping her title belt, Leah rolls into the ring, still having the floating devices on her arms. Just as the bell rings, the duo immediately circle each other, looking for an opening. As always, there will be no rules, as per the rules of Lust Title matches, except the only way to win this match will be to throw your opponent overboard.
The first person to budge is Adrian Merlo, who charges at Leah, hoping to grab onto her with both hands. Alternatively, Leah ducks beneath Adrian's advances, allowing her to roll to safety. Quickly, she rises and dropkicks Adrian's right knee out from beneath him, sending him reeling to the floor, where he tries to regain feeling in his leg. Taking control of the situation, Leah steps into the furthest corner and decides to run forward. This fast-motion spring allows her to climb the corner turnbuckle pads and dive off the top rope with ease, hitting a corkscrew twisting plancha onto Adrian Merlo, who is unable to sprawl to safety.
Out here, on the floor/boat deck, Adrian eventually rises to his feet, after being driven to the floor by Leah. As a result, both competitors start smashing each other's face off random objects -- ie: the apron, the post, a chair, etc. Each time Leah's head is smashed against something, though, she seems to become more and more delirious -- seemingly to enjoy each shot.
Confused, and with nothing else to do, Adrian Merlo picks up a steel chair and flings it towards Leah's head, hoping to sandwich her head in between the chair and the steel post. Sensing this, Leah ducks out of the way, thus it's steel-on-steel, as the chair clangs against the post.
Adrian even picks up a random pylon and throws it at Leah, but before he can launch it, she charges at him, throwing her body towards him, knocking him down. She straddles Adrian's chest, slapping and chopping away at his head, disabling him from rising. It isn't until Adrian is able to grab onto a glob of Leah's hair that he is able to pull her off.
Unfortunately, that doesn't slow her offense, though. Leah picks up a steel chair; and before Adrian can rise, she uses it to crack against his back, smashing the chair against the lifejacket, sending him in a rack of pain. Dropping the chair, Leah rolls back into the ringand climbs to the top rope. However, her ascent is slow, thus giving Adrian Merlo proper time to regain a standing position. Seeing Leah on the top turnbuckle, he instantly jumps up onto the apron and starts to swat at Leah, hoping to throw her off the top turnbuckle and send her all the way off the side of the boat.
Sensing danger, Leah begins to swat and slap at Adrian's head, wanting to stay afloat -- literally. During this fracas, Adrian manages to somehow rip the floating rubber-ducky devices off Leah's arms and he begins slapping her with them, thereby knocking her off the top rope, sending her all the way onto the boat deck.
In a turn of events, it is soon Adrian's turn to climb to the top rope, watching as Leah rises on the floor. Seeing her turn around, he realizes that it's time to dive off. As he soars through the air, Leah steps to the side, resulting in him crashing into the front row of fans, sending another row of chairs and people everywhere.
Hoping to capitalize on this mistake, Leah picks up a medium-sized crate and hovers around Adrian, hoping to smash it over his head. Adrian, however; has other plans. Looking up, he notices the imminent danger that he is in, deciding to leap into the air and dropkick the crate, smashing it open against Leah's head, sending the contents of the crate everywhere.
A fishy situation surrounds Leah -- literally, as well. Thanks to having the box dropkick open on her head, she is now flat on her back, having the fish inside spill all over her. Picking one up, she examines it, wiggles it, but is then attacked with a stiff running, high-speed kick from Adrian, knocking her back into the fish.
Watching as Leah tries to roll to safety, Adrian picks up several of these fish and begins to hurl them at Leah; with 7-or-8 hitting their desired target, with about 3-or-4 missing. Having a fish in his hand, Adrian walks in towards Leah, who is on her knees, sensing trouble.
Thwack!
Leah Petrelli is struck in the back with the large fish that is in Adrian's hands. This shot knocks Leah back down, where she finds her savior -- another large fish.
Taking this fish in her hands, Leah gives Adrian Merlo some slaps with it, as well. Incidentally, these fish shots knock Adrian back, allowing Leah to regain some strength. Not wanting this, Adrian fires back, but Leah parries and strikes with another fish-to-the-head.
Stunned, Adrian regains his senses and swings another shot at her, but she ducks, resulting in her face smacking against Adrian's rising kneelift. This allows Adrian to swat at her with another fish slap, but she swings back, resulting in them beginning a swordfight, with fish instead of swords.
Parry...
Thrust...
Parry...
...Fish-goo duck...
Thrust!
Both Leah and Adrian hold mangled fish in their hands, which are incidentally full of fish guts. Taking a ball of fish guts in his hands, Adrian throws some of the slime in Leah's eyes, blinding her. sending her stumbling towards the edge of the boat, nearing a dangerous zone.
With Leah in trouble, Adrian pulls open the hidden area of his lifejacket, removing a miniature metal model of a mountain, which he aims at Leah's face. Measuring her up, Merlo advances towards her, hoping to hit her with enough grit, that it'll knock her over the boat railing.
However, before he can strike, Leah, who has rubbed the slime out of her eyes, turns around and drops down. This sends Adrian over the railing, but he hangs on, trying to hold on for dear life. Leah picks up the mini-mountain, examines it and watches as Adrian tries to climb back over the railing. Thinking rapidly, she swings the mini-mountain at Adrian's face, knocking him off the ledge, splashing him into the water!
The bell rings three times, signalling her victory, while a drenched Adrian Merlo wades in the Atlantic Ocean, coughing up water. Leah Petrelli's Lust Title is handed her and she scoots off, proud of her victory.
Winner: Leah Petrelli
"Yo, yo, yo, yo!"
Savage Youth makes his way out to the ring, looking all hyped-up, especially feeling victorious over his latest win at Eternity #9. He is soon joined in the ring with Arran Hayden, who seems much more reserved and quiet than the last time we seen him. He holds the same chair that he used to bash against Stevie Swing's skull -- 17 times, too -- and positions it in the corner, while he enters.
The bell rings and Arran Hayden starts off by blindsiding Savage Youth with a sneak attack, giving him a foreful elbow to the neck, from behind. After suplexing Savage Youth into the center of the ring, Arran rises and turns his attention towards Savage Youth's legs, hoping to eliminate his spring-like tendencies. He goes to wrap Savage Youth's legs into a figure-4, but as Arran hunches over, he receives a simple poke in the eye from Savage Youth, blinding him.
Now with things in his favor, Savage Youth leaps to his feet and dropkicks Arran Hayden in the back, sending him spiralling forward, knocking him against the ropes. When Savage Youth goes to follow up, he is met with a reverse lowblow from Arran, dropping the vigorous Savage Youth to his knees.
After a while of being in control, Arran backs up, while Savage Youth lays on his knees. Charging forward, Arran delivers a seated-dropkick to Savage Youth's face, bending him backwards. After several stiff kicks to Savage Youth's face, Arran Hayden lifts his opponent up, only to bring him back down with a fisherman's buster, nearly driving Savage Youth's head into the canvas. He goes for a cover...
...1...2...
At the two, Savage Youth shoves Arran off him, proving that he has much more fight left in him.
Lifting Savage Youth up, Arran sneaks Savage Youth up and standing headscissors him. He hoists him up into a powerbomb position, but Savage Youth is able to slink out. Arran turns around, but this momentum ends up being used against him, as Savage Youth lifts him up onto his shoulders, via a fireman's carry.
Seconds later, the Yo-Yo Driver is hit and Savage Youth sprawls across Arran Hayden...
...1...2...3!
Surprised, Savage Youth climbs to his feet, shocked that he has won another match. He rolls out onto the deck, celebrates with various fans and then decides to go for a victory dive in the water. In the meantime, Arran Hayden rises to his feet, trying hard to believe that he has lost. Nevertheless, the expression on his face is that of complete anger; something which he can probably thank Stevie Swing for.
Winner: Savage Youth
The SW boat and the Wifey boat are side-by-side inthe harbor, docked directly next to each other, a piece of the SW boat broke due to the SS Wifey crashing into it. Nonetheless, the SW boat stays afloat, with several fans and officials at the bow of the SW Boat, looking in awe at the shiny, pink vessel.
Official: Holy shit, that boat is huge.
Random Fan: It sure beats this tiny rinky-dink.
Official: You're fired.
Random Fan: Wait, I'm a fan! I'm not even a Sin Wrestling employee!
Official: I don't care. You're still fired. Security, please?
Random Fan: Hey, whoa, wait...
Two armed security guards latch onto the fan's arms and then toss him overboard. With a loud splash, he drops into the water, prompting the official to dust his hands off.
Official: Heh heh...
However, the sound of the fan's voice can be heard coming from below.
Random Fan: Fine. I'll just go join the party on the S.S. Wifey.
Official: ...Shit.
The fan doggy-paddles to the pink luxury-liner and climbs onboard, joining the party.
Tony Millennia boards the boat, having a joyous reaction from the fans, who slap his hand and give him words of encouragement. Unfortunately, he doesn't look as enthused as his fans, as he happens to roll into the ring, taking a fixed stance in the corner.
Smoking suddenly fills the ringside area, blocking out the view of everyone in attendance. When the fog clears, Rash/Adam is left in the ring, standing behind Tony, getting a mixed reaction from the fans.
As soon as the bell rings, Rash puts his body on the line and hits a flurry of high flying moves such as the flying crossbody and a top rope slingshot clothesline. It just isn't Tony Millennia's night, as Rash can literally do no wrong, as he hits him with a snap suplex, flying legdrop and everything.
At one point, it looks Tony will actually survive, as he blocks a kick from Rash, using his two hands to hold onto Rash's foot. That momentum quickly fades, though, as Rash turns the tide back in his favor with an Enziguri. He goes for a cover...
...1...2...
But Tony still has some fight left in him and kicks out at 2.
Rash showed frustration at that point and argued with the ringside official, but not long enough for Tony to catch his second wind.
As Tony rises, Rash hits a running bulldog, which may have been enough to knock out Tony, but Rash is taking no chances. He decides to lift Tony up, knock him into the corner, hit a Tornado DDT and then transition it into a chicke-wing submission hold; a combination of moves that he calls The Epidemic. Tony Millenia has no choice but to tap out to the Epidemic, giving Rash his first victory in Sin Wrestling.
Afterwards, Rash calmly walks to the back, looking as if he has just saved the world, while Tony sits in the ring, in a world of drunken frustration.
Winner: Rash/Adam
Leah Petrelli: …And you’re sure you’re not mad that I crashed your boat?
Morgana: Hell no. What the fuck do I care? I’m almost as rich as Oprah, and I say ‘almost’ because I’m letting her win. Besides, all of the damage was done to the Eternity boat somehow, so I just have to throw some money at its owners and it’ll be like it never happened.
The scene opens up inside the master cabin of the S.S. Wifey, which is still impaling the side of Eternity’s boat. Adora, Morgana, Leah and ******* are lounging around a big screen TV, on which ******* is playing Resident Evil 4 and shooting up Ganados.
Adora: Ugh, how can you play that? That game is so fucking scary.
Morgana: It would be less scary if there were S.T.A.R.S members killing everyone. I have a crush on Jill Valentine.
Leah Petrelli: What the fuck does S.T.A.R.S stand for?
Morgana: Special Tactics and Rescue Service, or Special Tactics and Rescue Squad. They’re a zombie-killing task force full of awesome and win.
*******: Hey, we’re full of awesome and win, and we also need a name for our group in which we don’t hate each other and kill everyone else. Why don’t we just call ourselves S.T.A.R.S?
Morgana: Because that’s a little something I like to call “stealing,” although Ryan Fjord would have called it “boredom.”
*******: And now, she's dead.
Adora: Besides, if there’s one thing I don’t want to do for anyone on this fucking roster, it’s rescue them and prolong their lives/our misery. What if we changed it to Special Tactics and Reaming Squad?
Morgana: Works for me!
Leah Petrelli: Me too!
*******: Well if that cum slut likes it, then I hate it.
Leah Petrelli: You’ll love it because I said so, ass.
Leah punches ******* in the face and is met with a kick to the spine, and as The Thunderbirds begin to fight yet again, the scene fades to black.
Two former World Champs and two of the most successful women in Sin Wrestling come to the ring, Nikita first; followed closely behind by Destiny Daniels. Each woman will be looking to advance to the finals of the World Championship Contender's Tournament. Each woman gravely wanting their World Title back.
The bell rings...
Destiny Daniels is on the offensive from the get-go, as she uses her martial arts skills to punish Nikita with knife-edge chops, flying kicks and judo throws. Nikita isn't easily subdued, though.
Nikita fires back with chops, slaps, punches and kicks of her own, eventually dizzying Destiny enough, allowing her to hit a springboard moonsault of her own, followed up by a flying crossbody, which enables her to try and hook the leg for a cover...
...1...2...
Destiny instantly kicks out at two, continuing the match.
In an effort to ground the match, Destiny Daniels springs back up and hits a DDT, which she quickly follows up with an armbar-submission. Nikita eventually works her way to the edge of the ring and grabs the bottom rope, but Destiny Daniels drags her depleted body back to the center of the ring and applies a secondary armbar.
Once Nikita is drained of energy, Destiny is able to continue her assault, even hitting Nikita with The Rattler. Staying in control of the pace of the match, Destiny Daniels follows it up with a moonsault and a springboard leg drop. Next, she tries for a pinfall...
...1...2...
Thanks to Nikita kicking out, Destiny is able to contrinue the punishment. Lifting Nikita up to her feet, Destiny is blasted with a chop to the jaw from Nikita, stunning her, allowing Nikita to bounce off the ropes and hit a spin wheel kick. Both women jet right back up, with Nikita ducking a clothesline attempt from Destiny, who follows up with a spinning high-kick attempt, which is also ducked. Destiny tries to throw an overhand-chop at her, but Nikita blocks it and pulls her arm into her body. Destiny then tries using the other arm, but the same thing happens. Before long, Nikita sends Destiny flipping over with a trapped-arm belly-to-belly suplex!
Nikita tries for a cover...
...1...2...
With ease, Destiny kicks out, which Nikita obviously does not like.
Lifting Destiny up her hair, Nikita goes to whip her into the corner, but has the momentum reversed. Instead of Destiny slamming against the turnbuckle pads, it is Nikita who is sent in, chest-first, and stumbles back, walking right into a German Suplex from Destiny.
She manages to roll through the suplex, still having her arms wrapped around Nikita's body, readjusting her arms, so that she can execute a perfect Tiger Suplex. Still having Nikita held tight, Destiny and Nikita roll up to their feet, where Destiny takes Nikita down with an armbar-submission. In a matter of seconds, Destiny transfets the armbar into The Cottonmouth, prompting Nikita to tap out, with reckless abandon.
Moving on to the next round of the tournament, a wild-eyed, happy Destiny springs to her feet and walks off the boat's desk and to the back, whereas Nikita remains in the ring, obviously disappointed.
Winner: Destiny Daniels
The camera shifts to the lower deck of the boat. It shows Roxy Erikson slinking behind a wall, hiding in the shadows. In her hands is a baseball bat, which she gingerly taps against the palm of her hand. Peeking around the corner, she sees Dan Black, the Purity Champion, coming down the hallway, just as she expected he would.
Dan Black: Fucking freaks and goths. That Lacklan guy got lucky last week. Heh, but I'm the one that keeps the belt. I'm smart enough to not put it on the line against some freak.
Listening to Dan Black chat to himself, Roxy's grasp on the bat tightens and leans against the wall, her breaths getting shorter and shorter, anticipation rising.
Dan Black: But now I've got to face some psychotic bitch tonight. In fact, I'm forced to do it. She's not even a real wrestler! Women can't wrestle! Everyone knows this!
Dan Black steps around the corner. Roxy jumps out, swings the bat and clonks him just hard enough on the head, knocking him to the ground, his Purity Title falling from his grasps.
Roxy Erikson: Psychotic bitch, huh?
Grabbing some thick rope, Roxy begins to tie it tightly around Dan Black's ankles, cutting the circulation off to his feet. As she does this, a group of angry Mexicans arrive on the scene, becoming aware of the current situation. Each Mexican in the group is holding either a wooden baseball bat or board, which forces Roxy Erikson to quickly burst into action and finish the task at hand.
Roxy Erikson: Oh Jesus...
The army of Mexicans dashes towards her, forcing her to hurriedly toss one end of the rope over a rafter and then tug down on it, lifting the Purity Champ into the air, hanging him upside-down. Finished with the hanging, Roxy giggles and runs out of the area, looking for safety, as the Mexicans arrive.
Roxy Erikson: Pinata!
As she chases off, the Mexicans begin to shout "Pinata!" in excitement and start whacking away on Dan Black. The image fades out, with shouts of agony being heard from Dan Black.
The live-action Sailor Moon theme hits the speakers, sending the wave of fans dressed up as Sailor Moon characters into a frenzy. Seconds later, the mysterious ******* comes out from behind the curtain, steps onto the boat and makes her way to the ringside area, where she slides inside, waiting for the equally mysterious Jean-Paul Lacklan to arrive.
Seconds later, "Moonlight Sonata" plays, interrupting the Sailor Moon theme, depressing the Sailor Moon fans in attendance. Jean-Paul Lacklan makes his way out, wearing his usual mask, pervading an ominous fog over everyone in attendance. Just as he enters the ring, he looks at *******, who shows no desire to start the match.
The bell rings and Lacklan charges across the ring, grabbing ******* by her hair, smashing her face into the turnbuckle pads. Trapped in the corner, she is faced with a brutal amount of punches, chops and forearms. At one point, Lacklan delivers a massive series of rapid-fire chops, most likely smashing an inch-or-two off her breasts.
Despite his strength and strong-style attacks, ******* still manages to fight back, using unconventional methods to her advantage. After Lacklan misses a clothesline attempt, she is able to bounce off the ropes and hit an enziguiri, which does nothing but daze Lacklan, who stands on his feet.
Confused, ******* stands up, but before she can pull off another move, Lacklan speeds forward and hits an enziguiri of his own, his right foot connecting with the back of *******'s skull, sending her flipping forward. Before she can even get to a kneeling position, on both knees, Lacklan even charges forward, hitting a spectacular Shining Wizard; having his knee smash directly into her skull, knocking her back onto the apron.
Taking this time to make a cover, Lacklan tries for the victory...
...1...2...
However, before the count of three can be made, Lacklan sits ******* up, wishing to further the damage. As he pulls her up, his bravado may have costed him greatly, as ******* reaches up, hooks onto his scrotum and pulls it down. She then proceeds to slam her left fist down, sandwiching his scrotum between her hands, obviously stifling him.
As Jean-Paul Lacklan stumbles around, holding onto his groin, ******* turns her back to him, facing the ropes. She then uses the middle ropes as a springboard to moonsault her way towards Lacklan, who actually witnesses her rocketing across the ring. When ******* is in mid-air, Jean-Paul Lacklan spins around and performs a roaring-elbow to her, striking her in mid-air, as she is upside-down, resulting in a horrific crash-landing for her.
Having ******* down and out, Jean-Paul Lacklan hastily climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, hitting a swan-dive flying headbutt and then cycles over into a Triangle Chokehold onto *******. The referee checks in on an unresponsive ******* and instantly calls for the bell, realizing she isn't able to manually tap out.
Victorious, Jean-Paul Lacklan rises to his feet and has his hand raised, but soon whisks his hand away, as he rolls out to the boat deck and takes the microphone from the announcer. Before rolling back inside, Lacklan grabs a chair and heaves it into the ring, where he helps a jolted ******* up to her feet.
He commences speaking into the microphone...
Jean-Paul Lacklan: Ms. Erikson...in my mind...in my wildest fantasies...this is you...
He then drops the mic, kicks ****** in the stomach to bend her over, and then crashes the chair into her unprotected head. As ****** collapses, Lacklan picks up the microphone for a second time.
Jean-Paul Lacklan: There is much more awaiting, my dear Ms. Erikson. You wish to be a wrestler? A warrior? So be it. I will baptize you in your blood, free you through your pain. Salvation comes for everyone. Even for some drugged-up whore.
Dropping the microphone, he stomps on *******'s fallen body and exits the ring, walks off the boat and then disappears behind the curtain.
Winner: Jean-Paul Lacklan
THe two newcomers, JNX and LSG, aka Leora Selene Giuliana, make their way out first, slapping the hands of several fans, as they make their way towards the ringside area. Of course, they are soon joined by their opponents, the Streets of Bakersfield, Buck Travis and The Masked Day Laborer.
As soon as The Masked Day Laborer boards the boat, he shows signs of sickness, as he is helped onboard by Buck Travis. The Masked Day Laborer soon pushes him away, while MDL heads towards the side of the boat, pushing several fans out of the way, and commences vomiting overboard. Leaving The Masked Day Laborer behind, Buck Travis shrugs his shoulders and enters the ring, where he is first to start his match.
The match begins with Buck locking-up with JNX, who immediately takes the older man down, applying some wear-down holds and submissions; all of which Buck is able to easily break, thanks to his rich history with technical wrestling. Nevertheless, Buck's abilities become overshadowed by JNX's, allowing the team of JNX and Leora Selene Giuliana to take the upper-hand.
In due time, after JNX hits a riveting Tornado DDT, he is able to tag-out to LSG, who springs into the ring, ready to take action. As The Masked Day Laborer stumbles to the ring, almost as if he is sea-sick, Leora is able to hit a swinging headscissors takedown onto Buck, sending him spiralling into the corner, where he tags in a sick TMDL.
The Masked Day Laborer, who almost appears as if he doesn't want to fight, anxiously steps into the ring, asking Leora for mercy, but gets none, as she strikes him in the gut with a kick. Grabbing onto The Masked Day Laborer's mask, she leaps back, hitting a front facebuster slam, enabling her to get back to her feet and tag JNX back in.
JNX and Leora show exceptional tag team ability, as they trap The Masked Day Laborer into a corner. After Leora hits a reverse huracanrana on the Day Laborer, she springs back up, giving JNX the ability to press her into the air, only to drop her front-first onto TMDL with a splash. From here, she goes for a cover...
...1...2...
But he is able to kick out!
JNX and Leora continue to double-team TMDL, much to the chagrin of Buck Travis, backing The Day Laborer against the ropes and then whipping him out. As The Masked Day Laborer springs off the ropes, he is able to negate a double-team backdrop from JNX and Leora; striking JNX in the face with a running knee, while grabbing Leora and then hitting a Mexican Stretch Buster.
Looking to usurp The Masked Day Laborer's resurgence, JNX charges at the masked Mexican, hoping to clothesline him down, but it's ducked. Instead, The Masked Day Laborer latches on with a waistlock and then release Mexican suplexes JNX across the ring, leaving both JNX and LSG concussed. Of course, this enables The Masked Day Laborer to slowly crawl towards his corner, where he tags in Buck Travis.
Soon enough, Buck and the Day Laborer concentrate their focus on both JNX and LSG, giving them a taste of double-teaming. Buck and The Masked Day Laborer hit a double-team slingshot suplex, coupling that with Buck bodyslamming The Masked Day Laborer onto JNX. They go for the cover...
...1...2...
However, Leora comes out of the corner, delivering a running kick to the back of The Masked Day Laborer's head, disrupting the count.
Not liking this whatsoever, Buck targets Leora, charging at her with a running forearm shot, which Leora obviously ducks. She then kicks Buck Travis in the kidneys, hooks onto his head and then bulldogs him down, just as quickly as he had attacked her.
JNX and Leora focus their attention towards The Masked Day Laborer, next. They grab his mask, lift him up and heave him into the corner. In here, JNX sits him on the top turnbuckle, while Leora steps to the opposite corner. Turning his back to TMDL, JNX focuses on Leora, watching as she springs from one end of the ring, to the other. As she nears him, he throws her into the air, allowing her to latch onto The Masked Day Laborer with a huracanrana.
This goes nowhere, though.
Despite the extra assist from JNX, The Masked Day Laborer hangs on, enabling him to grasp onto the top rope, keeping him grounded. He then leaps off, flying Leora through the air with a powerbomb attempt, taking down JNX. Just as he lands, The Masked Day Laborer rolls to the side of the ring and proceeds to vomit, the apparent sea-sickness taking its toll on his body.
This sickness removes The Maked Day Laborer from the picture, leaving Buck Travis in the ring with a recovering JNX and Leora. As Buck charges at JNX, he is unable to stop himself from running into a swift kick from JNX, hunching him over, leaving him in perfect position for JNX, who immediately slams Buck back down with the Angelic Suicide, while seconds later, Leora dives off the top rope with the Ignorant Bliss.
Buck Travis is covered by Leora...
...1...2...3!
The debut of JNX and Leora Selene Giuliana proves to be victorious, as they have their hand raised. After the match, they casually exit the ring, getting approval from the fans for their ring-work. In the meantime, The Masked Day Laborer remains on the floor, vomiting and twitching, the sea-sickness resulting in another loss for the Streets of Bakersfield.
Winner: JNX and Leora Selene Giuliana
Roxy is out first, smirking at what happened earlier. Walking onto the SW boat, she passes by a series of fans and then hops onto the ring apron, and then rolls inside. Seconds later, Dan Black's theme music hits and everyone's attention turns towards the ringside area, watching as he passes through the curtains, steps onto the boat, looking ravaged, bruised and welted from baseball bat shots.
THe bell rings and the Purity Champion, Dan Black, immediately blasts forward, looking to get the quick first victory, hoping to retain his title. He tries to do a splash onto Roxy, as she lays in the corner, but she eyes him storming towards her, prompting her to dive to the side, sending him crashing stomach-first against the turnbuckle pads. She uses this error in judgement from Dan to take control of things.
Showing a lack of wrestling skill, Roxy hammers Dan with punches, kicks, stomps, and at one point, she even bites Dan Black, simulating a vampire attack. Nevertheless, Dan fights back from her brawling technique, using a handful of Roxy's hair to his advantage, as he flings her to the floor.
Down here, he hopes to assert control, but as he climbs out onto the apron, Roxy jumps up from a sprawled position and hammers him with a punch into the testicles, choking him, and knocks him back into the ring. From here, Roxy is able to maintain her advantage, rolling back inside, where she hits various legdrops, kneedrops and hits a flying knee from the second rope, smashing it across Dan's throat.
Things go from bad to worse for Dan, as Roxy is able to roll him up, thanks to some underhanded tactics, including placing her feet on the ropes; in a move that is oddly supported by the fans...
...1...2...3!
Dan Black: 0; Roxy Erikson: 1
With one fall in her favor, Roxy gets back to her feet, while Dan is given 30 seconds to recover. When the time is right, she again bursts out of the corner, looking to unload some kicking, scratching and clawing at him.
Despite the beatdown before the match, Dan is soon able to recover, as he pushes Roxy off, heaving her into the corner, where he begins to belittle her with kicks, stomps and back-elbow shots. Soon, she is even lifted up onto his shoulders, into a standing fireman's carry position, allowing him to charge forward and bash her skull against the top turnbuckle. Having smacked her head off the turnbuckle pads, Dan turns around and then levels her with the Death Valley Driver, in the center of the ring. He then proceeds to cover her, for good measure...
...1...2...
However, Roxy is able to show her resilience, allowing her to kick out at the count of two.
Not liking this, an angst-ridden Dan Black rises to his feet, places Roxy between his legs with a standing headscissors, hoists her up and then drops her back down with The Hospitalizer. Hooking her legs, he makes the cover.
...1...2...3!
Dan Black: 1; Roxy Erikson 1
With the match all tied-up, Dan rises to his feet, giving Roxy her 30 seconds to rise. When the time is up, he is immediately back onto her, striking her with some knees, kicks and stomps. He lifts her up for a second Hostapilizer, but she is able to roll her way out of it and land on her feet, behind Dan.
Thinking quickly, she drops onto her rear-end and sends a harsh kick to Dan's knee, buckling him over. Reaching up, she grabs onto his head and tries for an inside-cradle...
...1...2...
The actual wrestling move fails, as Dan kicks out at two, convincing Roxy to return to her brawling strategy, which is ironic, given the title being defended.
Even so, Roxy battles on and Dan is met with kicks and stomps; including a relentless eye-gouge. Sadly for Roxy, though, this only furthers Dan's aggression. Applying a face claw, he hopes to smother Roxy, but opts to lift her up, instead, hoping to deliver a modified chokeslam/face-claw slam. However, before being driven onto her back, Roxy is able to swing his hand away with a chop.
Bouncing off the ropes, she storms back, meeting Dan Black and his arm, throwing a clothesline at her neck. Seeing this, she thinks quickly, swings around his back, grabs onto his neck and flattens him face-first with a bulldog. She makes the cover...
...1...2...3!
Having the three made in her favor, Roxy has her hand raised by the referee, absolutely stunned that she won. Rolling out of the ring, she walks towards the announcer's table, grabs the Purity Title and speeds away with it, over-joyed about her victory. While Roxy runs off the boat, Dan Black is left in the ring, looking confused, jaded and angry.
Winner: Roxy Erikson
As Morgana exits the SS Wifey and walks onto the SW boat, Roxy Erikson, complete with the Purity Title races up to her, holding a sheet of paper in her hand. Roxy, looking sly and catty, hands the paper over to Morgana, even giving her a pen.
Roxy Erikson: Hey, Morgy, it's finally nice to meet another champ.
Morgana looks at her, thinking she is nuts.
Roxy Erikson: Anyhow, please sign this contract for a match at Dead End Road. It's my own special rules that I concocted against Jean-Paul Lacklan and Dan Black.
Morgana: Dan Black, eh? He's doing a fine service of beating up random goths. Can't say too much about that weird Lacklan guy, though.
Roxy Erikson: Yeah, yeah. Sign, please.
Morgana: Fine.
In seconds, Morgana marks her name on the contract, officially making the rules and the stipulations complete. Handing it over, Roxy smirks, watching as Morgana heads towards the entrance. The camera zooms in on the piece of paper, officially catching a glimpse of the stipulations of the match:
- If Jean-Paul Lacklan wins, he does not win the Purity Title, as the match is turned into a non-title match. Instead, he has an open challenge for anyone on the roster.
- If Roxy Erikson wins, she retains the Purity Title and earns a $500,000 bonus.
- If Dan Black wins, he regains the Purity Title and is allowed to assault any goth he wants.
Stuffing the paper in her bra, she walks off, smirking wildly.
Having just signed a contract for Roxy Erikson, Morgana walks out through the curtain, holding her World Title high, much to the delight of the fans in attendance. In fact, as she steps onto the boat and enters the ring, the fans dressed as Sailor Moon characters even drop to their knees, worshipping her.
Their joy is soon reversed, however; as Julian Brown makes his way out to the sounds of "White Light" by The Gorillaz, getting a negative reaction from the fans. He rolls inside, hanging out in the corner, where he waits for the bell to ring.
Once it does, the two meet up in the center of the ring, with Julian Brown locking in a headlock on the World Champ, who seeks to escape it by nearing the ropes and doing a little flip, which secures her freedom. Confused, Julian is privy to a drop-toe-hold from Morgana, which drapes him across the middle rope, allowing Morgana to get right back up, stand far across the ring and measure him up.
Running from one end of the ring, to the other, Morgana swings her body around the top and middle rope, connecting with a double kick to Julian Brown's head, sending him stumbling onto his feet, while Morgy stands on the ring apron. As he turns around, he faces Morgana, watching as she springboards off the top rope and is unable to do anything as she hits a huracanrana, which she uses to roll him up with.
...1...2...
Before the three is made, Julian kicks out, pushing Morgy off. This allows Morgana to quickly go back to work on Julian Brown, who is accosted with a running knee to the head, as he goes to stand. After some corner strikes, he is Irish-whipped into the opposite corner, in which Morgana follows him in, doing several handsprings and carthweels as she traverses across the ring. Unfortunately, Julian is "on" to her game, allowing him to motion out of the corner, catching her with a spin wheel kick, as she handsprings onto her feet, for the final time.
With his knuckles tightened, Julian straddles Morgana's chest and begins to unleash a series of blows to her face, having a hand full of her hair, in the process. Lifting her up, he whips her across the ring, into the ropes and catches her on the rebound with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker attempt, which she turns into a tilt-a-whirl headscissors. Aware of this, Morgana makes a second rotation on the headscissors, turning it into a huracanrana.
Julian is able to use his dexterity to his advantage, though, as he is able to cartwheel onto his feet and charge at Morgy, as she kips-up to her feet. Morgana ducks this clothesline attempt, turns Julian around and then hits the Fata Morgana, as he swings around.
Having Julian Brown knocked out, Morgana escalates to the top turnbuckle, measures him up and then dives off, hitting a double-stomp onto Julian's chest. She is then able to roll-through with the move, allowing her to spring onto the middle turnbuckle, which also allows her to propel onto the top turnbuckle, which she uses to springboard herself back, hitting a corkscrew legdrop onto Julian!
This move, nicknamed the "Often Imitated", is enough to keep Julian Brown unconscious, giving Morgana the opportunity to cover him.
...1...2...3!
Standing up, Morgana has her hand raised and is presented with her World Title. Before she can exit from the SW boat, though, she is attacked from behind by Destiny Daniels, who slides into the ring, holding a rope that she will wrap around Morgy's neck.
After striking Morgana with a spinning kick to the back of her head, Destiny drops Morgy to the ground and proceeds to wrap the rope around her neck, choking her with it. Wasting no time, Destiny begins to drag Morgana out of sight of the cameras, moving further away on the boat, leaving everyone in awe and confusion.
Winner: Morgana
The camera opens up on the dock. It seems to be from earlier in the day. Some SIN fans can be seen lining up outside one of the boats. As the camera turns around, we see one of SIN Wrestling's newest superstars, JNX walking towards us. He's wearing a black zip up hoddy and a pair of baggy cargo shorts. His hands are in his pockets as he walks. He's also carrying a backpack. As he continues to walk, he looks past the camera and his eyes widen alittle. He quickly pulls off his hood and yells.
JNX: Hey!... You!... Move!
The camera pans around to see Leah Petrelli standing about 30 feet away, playing with her newly won Lust Title. She looks to be a little confused as to why she's being yelled at.
Leah Petrelli: What in the name of yeasty Sondra cunt?
The camera turns back to JNX who is now running full speed at her. He's still yelling for her to move, but she doesn't.
Leah Petrelli: What is that goddamn eye-liner douchebag screaming at?! Although, he is kind of cute. I'd fuck him.
JNX points up. She tilts her head up to see a giant crate swinging back and forth as if it's about to fall, with fish flopping out of it, landing at her sides, as if it's raining fish.
Leah Petrelli: Oh shit, this is not good!
Frozen in the raining fish, Leah stands, petrellified petrified with shock, watching as a single fish falls out of the sky, landing on her face.
Leah Petrelli: Holy fuck! It's aliens!
One of the ropes holding the crates snap, with the four others following in progression. Soon enough, the crate of fish free-falls towards Leah.
Leah Petrelli: The mothership is coming! Sweet dear Jesus!
The box finally breaks loose and comes crashing towards her.
JNX: Watch out of the way!
Suddenly out of nowhere, like a knight in shining eye-liner, JNX appears and tackles Leah to the ground, pushing her out of harm's way. They end up rolling around on the ground for a few moments, eventually coming to a stop, with Leah Petrelli straddling JNX.
JNX: Phew! That was close.
Leah Petrelli: No, mom, I don't want to go to school!
JNX: Huh?
Leah Petrelli: ...Oh, sorry.
JNX: Uh, I saved you!
She scrunches up her face, showing disdain for JNX's words.
Leah Petrelli: Fuck you, I didn't need your help -- I'm the Lust Champion of the World! I could've saved myself from the killer aliens! The last thing I need is to be portrayed as another one of Sin's helpless twats... like Shane Donovan! But I guess you are kind of cute...
Leah gets a rumbling in her vagina, which she quite enjoys. As she rises, she flashes a quick smile, brushing the hair and fish slime out of her eyes. JNX looks confused from the negative reaction he gets from her, seeing as he DID just save her life. He quickly scrambles up to his feet, dusts himself off, and looks at her for a moment.
Leah Petrelli: Stop staring at me!
Struggling for words, he dusts himself off some more. He reaches down, picks up his back pack and throws it over his shoulder. He continues looking at her for a few more moments, before giving her a slight shrug.
Leah Petrelli: I said stop looking at me! Now where's my title?!
JNX: I'll have to remember that next time I try to save your life.
He flashes her a smile and gives her a little wink as he turns from her, walking away.
JNX: and you're kinda cute yourself.
Leah Petrelli: Do you have something in your eye?
With that, JNX continues onto wherever he was headed to in the first place. The camera focuses in on Leah, who happens to find her Lust Title, drapes it over her left shoulder and fixes herself up.
The camera opens onto the S.S. Wifey, where Adora is shown reading a book, while sunbathing. She looks to her left, realizing that Morgana still has no returned from her match, making her wonder where her wifey's current location.
Adora: Hmmm... where's the wife? She should be back by now...
Placing the book down, Adora gets up, grabs her Television Title, and heads off.
Adora: I hope she's okay. I mean, that ugly Julian Brown fucker should have been easy for her to beat. But still...hmmm...
Adora soon disappears from sight.
Disturbed's "Pain Redefined" hits the speakers, thus bringing out Hall of Famer, and former World Champion, Casanova, who steps onto the boat and immediately slides into the ring. Before long, he is left in the ring, watching as Stevie Swing makes his way out, as well. In contrast, Stevie Swing is carrying a sword, carries a cross around his neck, tosses some garlic into the audience and even wields a Super-Soaker full of holy water.
Entering the ring, he wastes no time in getting things started, as he squirts the holy water at Casanova, having it sprinkle on Casanova's chest. Standing, waiting and watching, Stevie realizes that nothing happens, so he moves on to his next option: the garlic. Taking a bite out of the garlic, he walks over to Casanova and goes to blow into the vampire's face, only to walk right into a slap from the former World Champ.
Thanks to the slap, the Super-Soaker goes flying into the hands of a fan, who begins squirting everyone else, annoying the fuck out of everyone else in attendance.
In any event, Casanova and Stevie go fist-for-fist in the center of the ring, with each man exchanging blows, hoping to walk out as the victor. In the end, though, it is Stevie Swing who walks out as the victor of the punches, as he ducks beneath Casanova's final attempt. Sneaking behind the vampire, Stevie Swing goes for a wedgie, but it doesn't really faze Casanova, who responds by elbowing Stevie in the face.
Shattered at the lack of wedgie offense, Steve stumbles back, holding his head, while Casanova turns around, only to chop-block Stevie's right leg out from under him. Right away, Casanova's focus relies solely on Stevie's leg, which he immediately begins kicking and stomping on. Furthermore, he looks to increase the damage done to it, but holding it open and then dropping an elbow across it.
In working on Stevie's leg, Casanova hopes to eliminate any chance of Stevie hitting that dastardly superkick, which has been used numerous times throughout the tournament to give Stevie the win. Keeping with this fact, Casanova drags Stevie towards the side of the apron, rolls outside, hooks onto his leg and then lifts it into the air, only to bring it smashing back down.
Seconding this damage, Casanova leaps back onto the apron and slingshots himself over the ropes, landing with a knee-to-knee attack onto Stevie, whose leg had been placed over the bottom rope. After Casanova uses the ropes for his own use, Stevie denies any sort of quitting, telling the referee a staunch -- "No!" -- after each request.
When he's finished fiddling with Stevie's legs near the ropes, Casanova lifts Swing up and kicks him in the thigh, hoping to do more damage. He takes ahold of Stevie's leg and immediately Dragonscrew Legwhips it, driving him down to the mat. He rolls through, lifting Stevie back up with him, and then goes for an atomic-kneebreaker. However, as he hoists Stevie up, "The Dancing King" gracefully sunset-flips over Casanova, attempting a pinfall...
...1...2...
At the count of two, Casanova scissors both of his ankles together, striking Stevie in the temples, thus breaking the count.
Rising back to his feet, an angry Casanova looks to fling his body towards Stevie Swing with a spear. However, Stevie's plans differ from Casanova's, as he side-steps the attack, watching with glee, as Casanova smashes shoulder-first into the corner turnbuckles.
Wobbling in, still feeling the damaged inflicted onto his right knee, Stevie is quick to hammer Casanova with some quick shots, even using his injured knee as a weapon, as he places it across the back of Casanova's neck, wearing him down. Unfortunately, for Stevie, once he applies the Stevie Night Fever, Casanova is able to directly reach out and grab the ropes, thereby making the referee interject himself.
With the referee's back turned, shouting words at Stevie to let go of the hold, Casanova utilizes his cunning wit by striking Stevie with a lowblow, crippling "The Dancing King".
In no time, Casanova has risen back to his feet and is stalking over Stevie Swing, who remains huddled over, trying to hold himself together. Pulling Stevie up by the hair, Casanova knees him in the face 4-or-5 times, leaving him bent over, in prime position for the "Bad Omen". Stevie, however; is several steps ahead of Casanova, allowing him to duck out of the way, having Casanova's kick wildly miss. Tucking his injured leg between Casanova's armpit, Stevie twists around, applies a body scissors and then rolls Casanova up with a sunset-flip...
...1...2...
Again, Casanova kicks out of the sunset-flip attempt, but this time, it's Stevie that getsthe upper-hand post-kickout. Even with a bad leg, Stevie is able to strike Casanova with a European uppercut, which he follows up by leaping onto Casanova's shoulders. Stevie with the Victory Roll...
...1...2...
Again, Casanova kicks out, wishing to move onto the finals of the tournament.
At approximately the same time, both men rise, with Stevie ducking beneath a running clothesline attempt from Casanova. Next, Stevie turns around, only to walk right into a kick from the vampire. Casanova attempts to whip Stevie into the corner, but before Stevie strikes the pads, he is able to propel himself over the top rope and land on the side of the apron.
Casanova charges in, not happy with Stevie's refusal to quit, What Casanova does not know, however; is that as Stevie springs to the outer portion of the apron, he lands on his right leg rather awkwardly. Despite this lingering pain, Stevie is able to slingshot himself in over the top rope, hook onto Casanova's head with a headscissors and bring him down with a swinging headscissors.
Slowly, Stevie rises and ducks another impending attack from Casanova. This time, Stevie catches Casanova's arm, swings him around... and then spits red mist in Casanova's eyes, temporarily blinding him. Taking this opportunity to run towards the ropes, Stevie springboard moonsaults off the middle rope and comes flying back, hoping to hit a blind Casanova. However, out of nowhere, Casanova side-steps the attack and hits a cutter, which slams Stevie face-first into the canvas.
Smirking, flashing his fangs, in the process, Casanova stands to his feet, lifting Stevie up with him. He pulls Steve into a standing headscissors and then lifts him into the air, hoisting him up for a powerbomb, only to have Stevie slip out; and on the way down, try to smash a knee into Stevie's face. However, Stevie blocks this and decides to swing a fist at Casanova's skull, instead.
Seeing Casanova slightly dazed, Stevie opts to quickly end things, using his right leg to try and hit The Last Dance. However, because of the previous damage done to his knee, Stevie is unable to lift his leg up all the way, resulting in Casanova grabbing his foot. He spins Stevie around, hoping to dumbfound "The Dancing King", only to have things hit rock-bottom for him.
Using the momentum given to him by Casanova's added-push, Stevie is able to swing around and connect with The Last Dance superkick, despite his injured leg. It rises just enough to snap Casanova's head back, collapsing him to the canvas. Hearing the ruckus of the fans, Stevie Swing falls onto Casanova and hooks a leg...
...1...2...3!
Victorious, Stevie Swing is officially proclaimed the winner of the match, having his hand raised by the referee, while he sits in the center of the ring. As this occurs, the camera switches to the backstage area, showing Arran Hayden watching on a monitor.
With an air of disdain surrounding him, Arran shuts off the television and then aggressively slams it to the floor, smashing it into pieces.
Meanwhile, Stevie Swing celebrates his victory, while Casanova finally rolls out to the floor, trying hard to believe he has just suffered a loss. With things -- and people -- clouding his mind, Casanova exits to the backstage area, not even bothering to respond to the fans.
Winner: Stevie Swing
The scene reverts to the bow of the boat, where Destiny Daniels is seen choking Morgana, the World Champion. It is here, that Destiny kicks Morgy with some martial-arts kicks, connecting stiffly against Morgana's chest; knocking her against the boat's railing, as well.
Destiny Daniels: It's time for you to go overboard, bitch!
Bending Morgana over the rail, Destiny heaves Morgana off the side of the boat, having her dangling by her feet. Morgana's head dips into the water, her pink hair wavering, as she struggles to breathe.
Destiny Daniels: I hope--
Before Destiny can continue, she is cut-off by Adora, who charges into the scene.
Adora: HIIIIIIII-YA!
Delivering a stiff spin-kick to the back of Destiny's skull, Adora sends Destiny scattering, but not before Destiny can be heard snickering.
Destiny Daniels: You stupid bitches; don't you realize what's going on?!
Adora ignores her, opting instead to pull Morgana out of the water and up to safety. Rescuing her Wifey, she turns Morgana onto her side, letting all the water pour out. When she realizes that Morgy is okay, she gets up and searches for Destiny, but there's no sign of her.
Morgana: Ughh...
Adora turns back to Morgana, tending to her.
Adora: It's okay, I ran that psycho slut off.
Morgana: The boat... the boat...
Adora: Huh?
Morgana: It's... [cough] going to... [cough] blow!
Adora: Uhm...?
Just then, an explosion is heard, the brunt of it causing Adora's head to whip around 90 degrees. She sees the S.S. Wifey; with Shane Donovan climbing off it, getting on the wharf. She sees the flames, the flickering of them spreading all over the pink boat, destroying everything in its oily path of destruction.
Another loud boom is heard, as Adora looks on in absolute horror, as water slowly begins seeping in to the boat, watching as Shane Donovan stands to the side, cackling at their expense. She can only stand back and watch, her mouth agape, as the S.S. Wifey sinks, ala The Titanic, with the one fan that boarded it earlier, hanging on for dear life.
Lower and lower, the boat sinks beneath the sea. Soon enough, the last thing shown is the one fan at the top of the boat, being dragged underwater, his hand waving for help, but there is none. RIP S.S. Wifey.
Shane Donovan has just one-upped The Wifeys.