SUNDAY OCTOBER 17TH, 2021

The pyro and music fades to a tolerable level the crowd chanting “FC” just like back in the ECW hey day. Signs dot the arena. Coven can take me hostage, Triumvirate for the win!, and many others can be seen. The camera swoops to our commentary team dressed to the nines for our first Pay Per View.

Nyssa: Ladies and gentleman. My name is Nyssa and this is Leana…

Leana gestures to the stage and crowd.

Leana: And this is Malevolence!!!

Pyro shoots off and the crowd roars!!!

Leana: Our first match is a costumed battle royal!! Over the Top rules apply, both feet must touch the ground. We have a packed field tonight so let’s get started.

Announcer: First to the ring we have Cheyanne Walker!!!

Fast by Saweetee kicks over the speakers and Cheyanne rolls under the bottom rope in a costume that can only be described as a white body suit with colored polka dots all over it.

Leana: Interesting choice! Cute outfit though. Let’s see our second entrant.

Announcer: And entering now “Bionic” Robin Vengence!!!

“This Means War” ushers the Bionic one to the ring…

Nyssa: We haven’t seen her for quite awhile on the brand but she is looking pretty good in her outfit looking like a bottle of Heinz ketchup.

Leana: That out fit is going to do her no favors in the ring Nyssa it looks hard to move around in.

The two ladies tie up in the ring and begin trading punches Walker gets the upper hand over the awkwardly balanced Vengeance, knocking her to the mat. Pulling her into position grabbing her by the top of the sauce bottle she picks her up and drops her to the mat again with a perfect Killer Bae

Nyssa: Ouch that looked painful! Finishers already! Looks like we are in for a great match.

Leana: It’s going to be a real slobber knocker!! All kinds of mud holes will be stomped into various ladies.

Nyssa: Oh my god! I’m not even going to say anything….

Leana: Look Nyssa PUPPIES!!!

The next two entrants run down to the ring dressed like dogs. Sarah Frost and Christina Cano!

Nyssa: Oh hell you weren’t kidding!!

Both women mount the ring apron, only to start fighting each other, falling off the edge of the ring their feet landing as they roll scrapping on the floor.

Leana: Well that was quick!! Our first two eliminations were Frost and Cano.

Meanwhile in the ring the polka dotted Bae scoops up Vengeance and deposits her roughly over the top rope but tripping and falling right behind her.

Nyssa: Two more. The ring is clear, let's see who we get next!

Leana holds her hand to her ear.

Leana: Folks it looks as though some extracurriculars on going on backstage

The Tron lights up to a backstage scrum between Dracona, Celia Luiz and Ariel Dixon. Dixon whips Dracona into a pile of equipment hitting her over and over with a mic stand. Mean while Celia dressed in a Tinkerbell outfit, scoops up Dixon planting her through the craft services table. Both women are declared out by a ref, who pronounced Dracona unable to compete as well.

Nyssa: That’s one way to thin the herd. Is this a slobber knocker Leana?

Leana shakes her head.

Leana: More like a hot mess.

Next to the ring is Jessica Wyld!! Villain booms over the speakers as Jessica runs to the ring looking around at it empty, nods and mounts the turnbuckle smiling.

Nyssa: She is wearing an elf outfit made by Santa of course. Hopefully the jingle bells won’t get in her way.

Next to the ring Latoya Hixx!! Latoya runs to the ring sliding under the ropes. She pulls wild off the turnbuckle by her hair, slamming her to the mat. Scooping her up she tries for the quick deposit over the ropes but Wyld starts using her fists on Hixx, who is wearing a Chewbacca suit without the mask of course. Hixx drops to a knee and Wyld puts her in a camel clutch.

Leana: I hope she knows this is an over the top battle. Submission won’t do anything.

Nyssa: It looks like she might be trying to soften her up to make it easier.

“Vengo Por Ti” picks up over the sound system and Aaliyah Landerson runs to the ring. She is wearing a Bat Girl costume minus cape of course. Entering the ring she immediately pulls Wyld off of a panting Hixx, locking her in a headlock pulling tighter and tighter.

Nyssa: We are rollin now folks there are actually three ladies in the ring!!

Leana: There honestly can’t be many more ladies in the back. Half the line up got into it in the craft services.

Aaliyah drags a groggy Wyld into position and turns around mounting the turnbuckle hitting a brilliant Landerson Frog Splash!! The ring bounces with the impact as the crowd goes crazy.

Nyssa: Finally business is picking up!!

Leana: Jesus H Christ we are so getting sued. We apologize profusely to the WWE for using their catchphrases.

SSome generic Japanese music hits along with gigantic pyro and sparkles. Spinning through the smoke in a poorly made Kabuki outfit, a woman of oriental descent makes her way to the ring.

Nyssa: This seems to be a late add to the card, let me see, yea, her name is Shukebon Ichuko Ova!!

Leana: That was quite an entrance for someone we have never heard of. The three ladies are stopping in the ring to see the commotion.

Ova takes off the kabuki mask with a twirl, sees the three ladies in the ring and her eyes widen. She sees Wyld with a wicked smile on her face and Aaliyah beckoning her in. Instead of entering and starting to throw punches she appears to pee a little on the floor, backing up quickly as the crowd roars with laughter.

Leana: Well that was quite the debut!

Nyssa: I’m sure Vexx will have to talk to her when she returns.

Meanwhile Inferno wails over the arena and Nova Skye runs to the ring stopping to scoop up Ova and throw her into the crowd where spectators point and laugh.

In the ring Hixx whips Wyld into the ropes and Skye grabs her by the neck dropping her with a bulldog as she enters the ring. Nova takes stock of the three ladies in the ring and starts going to town. Whipping Aaliyah into the corner she splashes her. Hixx tries to come at her from behind but she drops to the mat and Hixx trips slamming into Aaliyah. Wyld bounces off the ropes coming for the group but a groggy Aaliyah mounting her feet grabs the top rope and Wyld falls out of the ring trying to hold on but getting hit again dropping to the outside.

Leana: Jessica Wyld has been eliminated.

Nyssa: Finally some actual action!!

Hixx gets to her feet and her and Aaliyah trade punches against the ropes, so very close to tossing each other out and gone. Hixx pulls Aaliyah into the center of the ring and Nova knocks them down with a double clothesline.Aaliyah is the first to get up as she turns around the speedy Nova nails her with a high spot Lunar Flare!!

Leana: There we go let’s go girls!

Nyssa: I think all we have left is Bella….

The song Empty Mirrors cuts off Nyssa and a leather catwoman suit clad Bellatrix runs to the ring locking eyes with a Nova Skye scooping up Aaliyah. The girl on the mat is suddenly forgotten as Nova motions for Bella to get in the ring.

Leana: Its obvious game recognizes game here folks. Skye and Bella are some of the best First Class has to offer. Let’s get back in that ring. Bella has just entered.

Bellatrix, still staring down Skye picks up Hixx as Sye picks up Aaliyah. Both begin to set each of the other women up for something big.

Leaning Hixx against the ropes, Nova bounces off the far ropes hitting Hixx hard with a spear. She holds onto the ropes as Hixx hits the floor slapping the ground.

At the same time Bellatrix hits Aaliyah with her patented Blood Moon Rising knee dropping her through two of the ropes to the ground. She gets to her knees crying into her hands.

Nyssa: Two simultaneous eliminations!! Holy Shit!!

The crowd chants holy shit as the two women left square off.

Leana: And then there were two!!

Skye and Bellatrix lock eyes across the ring and run at each other. Bella puts her leg up in the air and lays out Nova with a big boot! Scooping up the fallen woman she drops her again with a powerslam. She picks her up again only to slam her into the mat once more. Going the turnbuckle Bella sets up for a Polarizing Memories, only to be met by two sharp knees from Nova. Bellatrix rolling around the ring in pain gets picked up by Nova.Nova climbs the turnbuckle lining Bellatrix up for a match ender.

Nova goes skyward landing a Retrograde flattening Bellatrix.

Leana: Nova and Bellatrix are leaving it all out there. I can’t wait to see how this one ends.

Bellatrix gets to a knee, then stands fully in front of a Fallen Nova she bends down to pick her up and Nova reaches up crotch shotting her.

Nyssa: Damn! For all you men out there. That shit hurts us too.

Leana is grimacing in pain just watching.

Finally Skye thinks she has an upper hand. Planting Bella on the mat with a diving stomp she picks her up and power bombs her over the ropes, raising her hands in victory before falling to her knees in exhaustion.

Nyssa: And your winner….NOVA SKYE!!!!

Just then the arena goes dark as “Legions are Marching” picks up over the speakers. When the lights return a muscular woman is holding Nova by the hair.

Nyssa: Wait... WHO IS THAT????

Leana: I have no idea!!! she is HUGE!!

She picks her up giving her German Suplex after German Suplex. Yelling from the ring for the commentators to clear out she picks up a dazed and groggy Nova slamming her through the announce table as the screen goes blank...

Leana: A BIG FOR NOVA... BUT AN UNHAPPY ENDING AT THE HANDS OF THIS... WOMAN?!?!?

Nyssa: What a way to kick off the show!! We need more information about this monster of a woman and we will give it to you as soon as we have it!

Leanna: This is just the start of our first ever First Class PPV!

The instrumental version of “Daughter of the Flame” by Audiopizza hits the speakers in the arena as the fans prepare to experience the first one-on-one match of the evening. La Volpe Nera walks through the curtains, standing atop the stage as she smiles. With the fans in attendance on their feet, she begins to make her way down the ramp as she shadow-boxes, warming up for what is sure to be a highly competitive contest against Katia Fyre.

Nyssa: Well she looks ready for this! Let’s go!

Leana: I’m not surprised! Katia’s got a lot of momentum on her side, winning her first match in her return against Jamie Riott. Nera has no doubt been preparing for a war.

As La Volpe Nera poses atop the turnbuckles in the corner, her theme song begins to fade as silence fills the air.

Cutting through the silence is “Deliverance” by def rebel as the fans cheer for the arrival of Katia Fyre. Fireworks explode on the stage, giving way to Katia emerging from the curtains as all eyes are on her. A lion stalking its prey is displayed on the huge tron above her, mirroring Katia’s eyes as she stares a hole through La Volpe Nera in the ring. Nera, however, is unphased. She’s ready to get this thing started.

Nyssa: Look at those eyes! Vicious!

Leana: La Volpe Nera doesn’t look troubled by her… I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

As the lion’s growl echoes in the arena, Katia begins to make her way down the ramp. Placing her hands on her hips, she shoots one more confident look at La Volpe Nera before climbing up to the apron. She psyches herself up for a moment before backflipping into the ring over the ropes as the fans cheer her on. As she raises her hand in the air with a finger pointed to the roof, we cut back to Nera who’s bouncing up and down on her toes, ready for the bell.

Nyssa: Let’s get this thing going!

The bell sounds. Nera and Fyre circle the ring, not wanting to make the first move. Eventually, Katia’s patience runs thing as she throws a kick aimed at Volpe’s head, but Nera easily ducks it, running past Fyre and to the ropes. She hops up in the air, her feet landing on the middle ropes as she bounces off, looking to nail Katia with a springboard enzuigiri, but Katia catches her out of the air with a brutal boot to the face!

Leana: Ouch!!!

Nyssa: What kinda instincts do you have to have to time that kick! She really is a lioness!

Leana: La Volpe Nera tried to take a page out of Katia’s high-flying book and it back fired.

La Volpe Nera struggles to make it back to a vertical base after suffering the brutal blow from Katia Fyre. The Hungarian grabs a fistful of Nera’s hair, forcing her up to her feet before slinging her to the ropes. Nera is slingshotted back into Katia’s arms as she’s lifted up in the air and slammed down with a Sit-Out Spinebuster! Katia places her hands on Nera’s chest as the referee counts

1!
2!
Kickout!

The IIW fans cheer for Nera’s resilience in powering out of that predicament as Katia is visibly angered by her opponent refusing to stay down. Katia, visibly frustrated, pulls Nera back up to her feet, but she quickly finds herself on the defensive when La Volpe Nera launches a comeback! She lands an elbow, another and a third, forcing Katia against the ropes. Nera lunges in, attempting to grab Katia’s arm, but Katia realizes that if she doesn’t do anything to stop this, she’s about to be taken on a rollercoaster ride of Jiu-Jitsu. With no desire to go on that particular ride, Fyre boots Nera in the gut, forcing her away before she rolls out of the ring to take a breather. Nera, however, has no interest in letting her opponent recover. Deciding to take yet another high-flying page out of Katia’s book, she hits the opposite ropes before running to the other side of the ring, flying out with a Suicide Dive… only to be caught and planted down to the padded concrete with yet another Sit-Out Spinebuster!!!

Nyssa: Damn!!! Another one!!!

Leana: We saw her do this on First Class against Jamie Riott!

Nyssa: I guess the lesson is never try a suicide dive when you’re facing Katia Fyre!

With pure adrenaline coursing through her veins, Katia Fyre grabs her opponent and forces her back into the ring as she follows her in. La Volpe Nera has no idea where she is as she tries to make it back up to her feet, and this gives Katia the opening she wanted. Katia begins to climb the turnbuckles in the corner, preparing herself as Nera slowly rises up. With her opponent primed for it, Katia gives caution to the wind as she jumps, looking to land her top rope corkscrew moonsault, but thanks to a last-second reaction from Nera, Katia crashes and burns, bouncing off the mat as she lets out a pained yell!

Nyssa: Oooof! That had to suck!

Katia stumbles towards the opposite corner, refusing to stay down, but Nera quickly closes the distance, wraps her arms around Katia’s waist before pulling her back and smashing the back of her neck with a beautiful German Suplex! She doesn’t release the hold, keeping it locked in as the referee slides in for the count

1!
2!
…Katia kicks out!!!

Leana: Katia’s still in this!!!

Nyssa: Of course she is! You can’t count her out just yet!

La Volpe Nera slaps the mat, clearly frustrated that she couldn’t finish it off. Katia Fyre, meanwhile, crawls towards the ropes, hoping to make it so she can pull herself back up. Nera steps back, sizing her opponent up. Katia finally makes it back to her feet and Nera takes off, attempting a Rolling Koppu Kick, but Katia sidesteps it, grabs Nera’s right arm before swinging at her legs, landing the Soviet Surprise!

Leana: Soviet Surprise!!!

Nyssa: It’s over!

1!
2!
…La Volpe Nera is still in this thing! A kickout!

The cameraman zooms in on Katia’s shocked face, her eyes almost popping out of her head. How did she kick out?! The fans’ excitement fills the air as they voice their support for the women in the ring, the crowd split in half with “Let’s go, Nera!” and “Katia Fyre!” chants. But only one can walk out as the true #1 Contender for the EVO title. Katia rises up to her feet, yelling “come on!” at Nera, waiting for her to get up. La Volpe begins to stir, slowly rising up as she grabs the ropes for support. Wasting no time, Fyre sprints towards her opponent, but Nera quickly hoists her up in the air and locks in the Il Grido Della Strega! Finding herself trapped in the Argentine Backbreaker Rack, Katia yells out in agony as the referee asks if she’s giving up!

Nyssa: She’s trapped! There’s no escape!

Leana: But is she gonna tap?!

Nera applies as much pressure as she possibly can, looking to snap Katia in half. But Fyre knows she’s in trouble, and in a panic, begins to throw elbows back at Nera’s skull, successfully breaking the submission as Nera has no choice but to release the hold. With Katia Fyre on her knees, nursing her back, Nera pushes through her dazed vision to continue the attack, but suddenly, Katia Fyre explodes back up to her feet, catches Nera while pulling her head under arm and falls back with every ounce of strength left in her! Fatal Fyre!!!

Nyssa: Fatal freakin’ Fyre!!!

Nera looks completely knocked out as Katia desperately grabs both of her legs, hooking them as she pins her

1!






2!.






…3!!!

Leana: Katia Fyre is your #1 Contender for the EVO Title!!!

WINNER: KATIA FYRE!

A van pulls up to a hotel. It comes to a stop, beeps the horn than opens the sliding door on the side. Ada Pierce walks out of the hotel wearing her all white Karate Gi she pauses looking at the van than enters the back. The door slides closed as the van leaves the hotel parking lot.

The scene cuts to Jamie Riott sitting Indian style in the center of the barbwire ring. She is waiting for the arrival of Ada.

The lights in the warehouse go out as Diet by Mariko starts to play. A spotlight shines on a doorway as Ada walks through it. She walks to the ring while looking around at the warehouse before setting her eyes on the ring. Jamie Riott stands up than backs to a corner motioning for Ada to enter the ring. Ada is just staring at the barbwire than slides under it and enters the ring.

Leana - I've never seen anything like this before. Just look at that ring, that what's nightmares are made of.

Nyssa - Very bold of Ada to show up wearing all white here tonight.

Leana - There is good chance that's completely red by the end of this match.

Nyssa - It's guaranteed

Jamie Riott sprints across the ring attempting to grab Ada but Ada sidesteps. Jamie puts the brakes on stopping before hitting the wire. Ada turns than smacks Jamie in the face, Ada follows up by landing some nice elbow strikes to Jamie. Ada tries to shove Jamie into the wire but Jamie holds onto Adas arms not allowing it. Jamie takes the wrist of Ada and goes for a Irish whip. Ada slides avoiding the wire. She stands up looking as Jamie. Jamie is smiling.

Leana - Both Jamie and Ada are playing it safe here early in this match.

Nyssa - SAFE they have both tried to throw the other into the barbwire. That's the farthest thing from safe if you ask me.

Leana - What I mean is the pace they are setting. It's not a regular match and they are taking their time.

Both women walk to the center of the ring talking trash to each other. They lock up Ada spins it into a headlock and rakes the head of Jamie. Jamie drops to one knee pulling her head out of Ada's grasp she lifts Ada onto her shoulders hits a fireman's carry. Jamie quickly gets to her feet then picks up Ada, Jamie tries to walk Ada to the barbed wire by her hair but Ada pulls herself free. Jamie comes back quick with a close line Ada goes down hard Jamie lays in some boots to the chest of Ada. Jamie picks up Ada then goes for a whip into the barbwire ropes, Ada thinking quickly on her feet reverses it sending Jamie hard into the barbed wire ring ropes. Jamie's back hits as she screams in pain she is stuck to the barded wire ropes just hanging there.

Leana - OH MY GOD.

Nyssa - I didn't see Jamie as the one hitting the barbed wire first.

Leana - This has to be over how can anyone take that kind pain and keep fighting.

Nyssa - Look at Ada though she doesn't even seen to care.

Leana - Well she shouldn't Jamie would have done the same to her and was trying to.

Aida takes a few steps forward throwing a drop kick kicking Jamie even harder into the barbed wire. Jamie is screaming in pain trying to free herself she finally manages to but some her hair has been ripped from her head and is just hanging on the barbed wire. The blood is starting to run down the back of Jamie's skull. She reaches around to feel her head pulls it forward and sees the blood. Ada who was wasting no time hits a spinning heel kick connecting with Jamie's skull. Jamie goes down hard Aida makes the cover. The referee slides down to make the count.

1..2.

KICKOUT

Ada can't believe that didn't put Jamie away she slaps the mat she stands up picking up Jamie. Jamie throws an elbow to Ada's stomach, Ada doubles over Jamie grabs her head and plants her with a DDT. Jamie takes a second on her knees to compose herself she's really bleeding from the back of the head and shoulders. Jamie picks up Ada by the hair and brings her over to the ropes she takes Ada by the back of the head and is trying hard to push her face into the barbed wire. Ada has planted her feet and is doing everything in her power to not allow it. Ada pulls her head free and backs away from Jamie. Jamie charges at Ada spearing her then taking full mount and raining down elbows. Jamie gets up grabbing the feet of Ada flipping her over into a Boston crab.The referee slides over to ask if Ada gives up, Ada screams no as Jamie is sitting further and further back into the hold.

Leana - What's Ada going to do here? I've heard there are no ropes to grab to break the hold so she is just stuck.

Nyssa - She needs to find a different way to break the hold or she's definitely done for.

Ada plants both hands on the ring mat and begins to push herself up screaming as loud as she can. She manages to push herself up till her arms are fully extended with one last huge scream she powers her legs and kicks Jamie off of her legs. Jamie gets slingshot across the ring landing mere inches from the barbed wire. Jamie gets back to her feet quickly and picks up Ada. Jamie holds Ada's head while she delivers a devastating elbow. Jamie spins around holding the rest of Ada and whips her into the corner this time Ada can't stop Ada hits the turnbuckle hard both arms wrap over the top of the barded wire ropes she screams in pain before falling to the inside of the ring. Ada is screaming in pain as there is blood coming from both of her arms and some beginning to come through her karate gi from her neck and shoulders.

Leana - My God now Ada has felt the effects of the barbed wire. That white was a bad choice.

Nyssa - Told you. There was absolutely no way either woman was getting out of here without getting hurt by that wire.

Jamie runs over picks up Ada and hits a German suplex. Once again Jamie picks up Ada attempts to give her a punch to the face but Ada blocks it and throws a punch of her own staggering Jamie.

Nyssa - You never want to throw hands with a Karate expert. It's pure instinct to throw up a block.

Leana - Not smart at all on Jamie's part. An elbow when she's not paying attention sure but standing directly in front of a karate master and trying to throw hands not smart at all.

Ada follows up with a few more punches than a spinning back kick, Jamie drops to her knee. Ada grabs the head of Jamie walks her to the barbed wire and begins to rake her forehead back-and-forth across the wire. Jamie is screaming in absolute agony Ada of finally let's go and backs up as Jamie falls to a heap in the ring, blood is pouring everywhere from her head. Jamie rolls out under the wire onto the ground outside of the ring.

Leana - Smartest move Jamie has made this whole match. Add some distance.

Nyssa - I don't think Jamie anticipated Ada being so aggressive. I think Jamie thought Ada would be way scared of the wire to do anything.

Leana - She was wrong about that.

Jamie is on the outside of the ring barely moving Ada is taking a moment to wipe the blood from her arms. Ada finally decides to drop down and roll out of the ring and attempt to pick up Jamie. Jamie fires back with a kendo stick shot to Ada's head, Ada goes down hard so does Jamie both women are out on the floor.

Nyssa - A pure desperation move on Jamie's part.

Leana - She needed that to help slow down Ada who was going to put Jamie away for sure.

Jamie reaches up to the ring apron and pulls herself to her feet. She throws the kendo stick into the ring then picks up Ada and drives her head to the ring side. Jamie then takes Ada again by the head and runs her in to the ring post. Jamie then rolls back into the ring and lays there looking up at the ceiling of the warehouse. Both women are down but slowly trying to get to their feet. Ada gets to her feet but is still very out of it Jamie runs to the other side of the ring then fires across diving over the barbed wire front flipping landing directly on top of Ada.

Nyssa - HOLY SHIT

Leana - I CAN'T BELIVE JAMIE WAS ABLE TO DO THAT.

Nyssa - She needs to get Ada back into the ring ASAP.

Both women are down Ada more so than Jamie. Jamie manages to get to her knees the camera zooms in on jamie's face it is completely covered in blood. She takes her right hand wiping blood from her face and then smears it on the face of Ada. Jamie shakely gets to her feet she picks up Ada attempting to roll her into the ring but Aida pushes her off. Both women standing outside the ring Aida sweeps the legs out from under Jamie, Jamie goes down. Aida rolls back into the ring she grabs the kendo stick and waits. Jamie again using the ring apron to pull herself to her feet rolls into the ring but Ada immediately starts laying in shots with the kendo stick. Jamie rolls over onto her stomach Ada stands over her crotches down puts the kendo stick under Jamie's chin and pulls back. Jamie is screaming in pain blood is dripping off her face to the ring mat. The referee is asking if Jamie gives up, Jamie just keeps yelling in pain.

Nyssa - This has to be it. There is no way Jamie has anything left here.

Leana - Even if she doesn't tap out she will pass out. The blood loss is crazy.

Jamie is still yelling and pain but refuses to give up give up she reaches up to the face of Ada and rakes her eyes Ada let's go of the kendo stick with one hand Jamie falls down. Ada steps off of Jamie still holding the kendo stick she raises it high attempting to smash Jamie in the back but Jamie rolls Ada misses. Jamie gets to her knees, She looks at Ada and motions for her to bring it on Ada swings as hard as she can to the head of Jamie, Jamie crumples in the ring. Ada throws the kendo stick over the top rope and goes for the pinfall the ref slides down to make the count.

1...2...thr....

KICKOUT

Leana - How in the hell did Jamie manage to get a shoulder up.

Nyssa - I can't belive it

Ada stands up in complete disbelief. Jamie manages to get back to her knees again calling for Ada to bring it on. Ada throws a side kick but it is caught by Jamie, Jamie unses her arm and sweeps the leg causing Ada to fall to her back Jamie stands up and locks in a figure 4. Ada is the one now screaming in pain. The referee is down asking if Ada gives up but she says no. Jamie breaks the hold rolls away gets to her feet. Ada is getting to her feet but Jamie comes firing across the ring connecting with a knee strike to Ada's head. Ada goes down but so does Jamie both women are out. After a few seconds Ada begins to get up but so does Jamie. Jamie manages to kick Ada in the stomach backs up a little bit then throws a superkick connecting with Ada sending her back first into the barbed wire ring ropes. Ada screams out in pain, Jamie drops her her knees smiling a sick smile as blood continues to run down her face. Jamie stands up walks over grabs the hair of Ada pulling her forward off the barbed wire, Some of Ada's hair and karate gi had stuck but was ripped off while she was being pulled off the barbed wire. Jamie hooks both of Ada's arms standing her up than lifting Ada in the air dropping her hard on her head with a huge double arm DDT

Nyssa - I don't know how either woman is still standing here.

Leana - The fighting spirt is strong. Neither woman is willing to let the other win.

Nyssa - They are going to end up killing eachother here.

Leana - Neither woman will be the same after this match that's for damn sure.

Jamie drags Ada to the middle of the ring then falls on top of her making the cover the referee slides down to make the count.

1..2

KICKOUT

Jamie lay's on top of Ada still even though there was a kick out. Jamie finally rolls off getting to her feet slowly she takes a step back wiping blood from her eyes. Jamie grabs the hair of Ada attempting to stand her up Ada shoves her off, both women get to their feet in the middle of the ring staring at each other. Jamie and Ada are both covered in blood Ada's white karate Gi is now permanently stained red.

Jamie roars and rushes for Ada, they both grab each other's arms to fight each other's strength. Jamie wins the test of strength and forces Ada backfirst towards the barbed wire, but cat like reflexes, Ada twists, reversing Jamie face first into the barbed wire rope.

As Jamie's face sticks to the barbed wire, Ada staggers behind her, catching her breath.

Jamie turns around to a high kick so hard that Jamie's head nearly snaps off her neck. She falls sideways, clearly nobody home, and lands over the barbed wire with no fight left in her.

Nyssa: WHAT A KICK!!

Ada yanks Jamie's hair until she detaches from the razor sharp metal and falls to her back. Ada makes the cover with the last effort of energy within her...

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3....!!!!

WINNER: Ada Pierce!!!!!!!

The opening notes of "The Heresy" by Mushroomhead waft upon the speakers, the lights go dark, and four flames begin to slowly rise from the stage: one on each far edge, and two on the smaller protrusion's edges, framing the entranceway. The flames creep steadily as the music swells, climbing to a height of around four feet, until the guitars kick in and they are replaced in time with immediate jets of blue flame, each rising six-to-eight feet into the sky as Chelsey steps out between them, chain draped around her neck and elbows, bathing in the azure glow. The video screen begins to play clips of Chelsey's greatest hits, framed and transitioned by stylized chain animations. She pauses but a moment, settling her weight on one leg and making a show of looking at the crowd with a bemused smirk, and then strolls towards the ring at a rapid clip as the music once again settles into a more somber tone.

Chelsey reaches the ring and throws her chain over the ropes, using it to half-pull, half-springboard herself onto the apron. She rolls into the ring from there, walking a short lap around before coming to a stop in the middle of the ring, facing the crowd. Finally, Chelsey swings the chain around, cracking it down sharply against the mat as the guitars make their presence known again. This time, they are punctuated by swirling fireworks from the turnbuckle posts, each sending a pair of twin rockets straight upwards in a helix pattern as the lights begin to fade back to normal.

Chelsey backs into a corner as her music slowly comes to a stop, her face focused and serious as she looks towards the ramp, waiting.

“Entertain You” by Within Temptation plays over the loud speakers as the lights dim to almost complete darkness. Smoke begins to rise up from the center panel of the stage as Lien Xinya stands amongst it, her head down. As the chorus of her music hits, she raises her head and lifts her right hand high into the air, her fingers closing tightly into a fist. She cracks her neck side-to-side as she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. She runs towards the far ropes, doing a hand stand into the ropes before bouncing back and flipping backwards, landing in the center of the ring and posing for the fans.

She spins around, casting a look towards Chelsey as the other woman straightens up in the corner, walking out towards the center of the ring to meet Lien. They go toe to toe, neither wavering, neither giving an inch to the other. The two glower at one another, tension in the air palpable as the ref drags over the neutral chain. She nudges her way between them, backing them up enough to stand between as she requests the wrist of Chelsey. She lifts her arm, gaze never moving from Lien as she does so. The ref sets about attaching the chain to Chelsey, before turning her attention to Lien and motioning to her. Lien offers her arm, one side of her mouth slowly curving upwards as the chain gets locked on.

Nyssa: Let’s be honest here, these two are showing a remarkable amount of restraint right now given how everything has been playing out over the last few weeks.

Leana: I don’t expect that to last very long.

The very second the snick of the lock sounds, Lien launches forward rocking Chelsey with hard lefts and rights, the ref ducking out of the way just in time, motioning for the bell.

Leana: See?

Lien backs Chelsey up into the corner, her eyes glittering with deadly intent as Chelsey covers up, throwing a hard boot to her vulnerable midsection, making her drop her arms so that Lien can shoot off another vicious right hook to the side of Chelsey’s head. Chelsey reacts on pure instinct, lashing out with her own boot to the gut, sending Lien stumbling backwards slightly as Chelsey tries to shake the cobwebs from all the punches off.

Lien gets a grip on the chain and yanks with all her might, sending Chaingang hurtling towards her where her face gets better acquainted with Lien’s boot, a roundhouse kick nearly knocking her head off and Chelsey is down. Lien wastes absolutely no time in putting those boots to good use again, a series of hard stomps raining down on her opponent.

Nyssa: The Crimson Lotus is not holding back anything tonight, she's not giving Chelsey a chance to breathe.

Leana: Can you blame her?!

Lien lifts her foot again but Chelsey rolls... right into the leg of an already off-balance Lien, knocking her forward off her feet, to her hands and knees. Chaingang seizes the moment and leaps on top, swiftly grabbing up her arm, rolling, and locking her into an armbar. Lien fights, throwing her body around to try and get out of the hold, but to no avail. Chelsey wrenches harder in response. Lien grits her teeth, twisting her body, ignoring the pain in her arm as Chelsey tries to hang on, but Lien has loosened her enough to spin, wrapping her legs around Chelsey’s neck to break the hold and send her off.

Both women are up and on their feet, rushing forward to lock up, looking to one up the other as they grapple, neither giving way as snarling threats can vaguely be heard. Chelsey slowly gets the upper hand, forcing Lien down to a knee.

Nyssa: This has been personal; they are in each other's faces. I can't imagine how it will be when the chain is put into play.

Chelsey steps back, quickly lashing out with the length of chain, lassoing it around Lien’s neck and pulling Lien down to both knees. She claws at her throat as Chelsey backs up, tightening the chain like a collar, forcing Lien to crawl forward or choke. Chelsey laughs, forcing her to do a lap around the ring, her only goal humiliation.

Leana: Well, there you go... and talk about personal!

Nyssa: Chelsey not even pretending she had anything else in mind for that.

Chaingang wiggles her fingers at the crowd who are booing this treatment of The Crimson Lotus. She raises a fist to her face and mimics wiping away tears, jutting her lower lip out mockingly. She turns back to Lien, tapping her foot lightly as she waits for her to get to her feet. The moment she does, Chelsey charges, but runs by, pulling the chain hard, essentially using it to rip Lien right back off her feet like she was clotheslined.

Lien gags, rolling onto her belly as Chelsey steps forward, allowing the chain to go slack. With a flick of her wrist, she masterfully gets the loop off of Lien, reaching down to grab her up by her hair. She tugs her in close, wrapping her arms around her and falls back, sending her over her head in a beautiful belly to belly suplex.

Chelsey kips back up, using the chain to reel Lien across the mat towards her.

Leana: Chelsey in complete control now.

She pulls Lien to her feet once more, grabbing her and sending her running to the turnbuckle where she crashes with a light ‘oof’. Chelsey charges in but Lien pops out, throwing an elbow to stop her in her tracks.

Leana: Or not.

Chelsey grabs at her nose, falling back. She turns around to be greeted with a bicycle knee strike. She stumbles back once more, barely keeping her feet. Lien this time, using the chain to try and pull her forward. Chelsey puts on the brakes, yanking back to reverse it as a wild tug of war ensues, neither giving ground as they try to pull each other forward.

Lien suddenly rushes forward, catching Chaingang off guard forcing her back against the ropes with a series of strikes to the chest. She gets a hold on Chelsey’s arm, whipping her across the ring. Chaingang bounces off the ropes and comes back, rolling under a boot, to come up running once more, bouncing off the other side, looking for a flying crossbody but Lien was ready, a dropkick sending her flying backwards midair. Lien doesn’t let up, grabbing her up by her tights.

Lien sends Chelsey across the ring to crash into the buckles hard chest first, she spins around as she bounces off, being met with a Samoan drop! Lien leaps on top of her for the first cover of the night!

One!!!

Two!!!

Thr….. NO!

Chaingang kicks out.

Lien gets up, peeling Chelsey off the mat once more. She nails Chelsey with a stiff right to the jaw knocking her back down. She backs off and hunkers down, waiting for the other woman to get to her feet under her own power. Chaingang slowly rises to her knees, only to be sent prone once more by a shining wizard delivered by Lien! Lien slowly wraps a length of chain around her fist, yet again forcing Chelsey to her feet as she does so. A stiff European uppercut with her steel encased hand and Chaingang is busted open. Blood spurts from her split lip as Lien lays into her more, beating her about the face, as she backs up into the corner. Lien shifts into knife edged chops, dropping the length of chain as the crowd gleefully counts them out for her.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Out of nowhere Chelsea counters, coming blinding out of the corner with a desperation running powerbomb to Lien! Both fall to the mat heavily.

Nyssa: What a move by Chaingang!

Leana: Neither of these two are giving an inch! How much more do they have in the tank?

Nyssa: I’d venture to say it doesn’t matter if the tank is empty, neither of them are about to give in to the other.

Leana: I think you're right; they're going to push themselves beyond any breaking point.

Both women begin to stir, Lien managing to get to her feet first, turning to see Chelsey using the ropes to pull herself back up. She charges, clotheslining her so hard that the momentum carries her over the top rope, tumbling to the floor. Lien looks impassively down at her, then grips the ropes and leaps, bouncing off the top and delivering a springboard 450 splash down onto Chelsey! She rolls swiftly back to her feet as Chelsey tries to army crawl away. She gathers a length of the chain and starts swinging it, a slow smile appearing on her face as she stalks after her prey.

She swings hard, lashing Chelsey on the back and shoulders with the chain, making her try to crawl faster, scrambling across the mats as the chain bites into her flesh, ripping mercilessly through the fabric of her clothing, large welts appearing where steel kissed flesh.

Nyssa: This is brutal!

Leana: She deserves it! She led Lien around like a dog and choked her!

Nyssa: …................. Shh.

Chaingang manages to roll out of the way of a particularly nasty whip from Lien, the chain striking the floor instead, throwing her just off balance enough that a yank by Chelsey has her tripping forward, but only for a second, she lunges at Chelsey from the floor and chaos ensues. The two begin to grapple on the floor, rolling around throwing wild punches.

Leana: This has gone from a wrestling match to a brawl.

A surge of adrenaline has Chelsey gaining the advantage, straddling Lien and alternating dropping elbows onto her upper body and hard hooks across the face as Lien tries to cover up. Chelsey rises, grabbing Lien by the hair and gets a running start, driving her face into the steel steps with a loud clang. She bounces off as Chaingang backs up slightly, using the steps to her advantage, running up them and leaping off for a senton splash!

She lands hard, slowly getting to her knees with one hand pressed to her lower back. She grimaces as she gains her feet and turns back to a fallen Lien, pulling her up slowly before whipping her directly into the closest turnbuckle post. Lien bounces off with a clang and crumples again. Chelsey eyeballs the turnbuckle and looks down at Xinya with a feral grin. She gets her to a vertical position, positioning her just so against the turnbuckle.

And then she runs backwards and pulls on the chain, yanking Lien’s shoulder snug against the turnbuckle post.

Nyssa: Lien’s arm doesn’t bend that way!

Lien makes a muted moan of pain as her arm is pulled the opposite direction it is supposed to go, struggling against the chain but Chelsey refuses to let go, keeping a steady traction on the chain.

Sweat pops out on Lien’s brow as the pain intensifies.

She wavers, slowly closing her eyes, sucking in deep breaths to try and work her way through it. Then all at once, Chelsey lets go of the chain and she staggers back, clutching her arm. Chaingang is on her in a moment, grabbing the back of her head and drilling her with a hard headbutt before sending her under the bottom rope and back into the ring.

Lien slowly climbs to her feet as Chelsey sizes her up. Two hard rights, a false left, before slams her body in, coming back with a left uppercut, staggering Lien.

Leana: Chainlink combo that usually means...

BAM!

Chelsey slams home a Big Boot.

Leana: Tuvan Throat Song!

Chaingang leaps on top of Lien and hooks the leg. The ref is there to count.

One!!!!

Two!!!!

Thre!!!!

NOPE!

Somehow, Lien pops a shoulder off the mat with a scant second to spare!

Chelsey sits back on her haunches, arguing with the ref about it, but she holds firm. Chelsey shrugs, aiming some swift kicks to Lien’s ribcage before lifting Lien up onto her shoulders, in a fireman's carry, looking to drop her, but Lien somehow finds it in herself to roll up Chaingang, putting her shoulders firmly on the mat!

One!!!!

Two!!!!

NO! Chelsey breaks the pin, looking astonished.

Leana: Lien almost stole one right there!

Chelsey’s face flickers with annoyance. Lien is up on one knee and Chaingang assists her the rest of the way up, shooting her off into the corner, following close behind looking for a splash.

But Lien runs up the turnbuckles, flipping backwards off to land behind Chelsey who whirls around, ducking a spinning heel kick only to be hit hard with a tornado enzuigiri!

Nyssa: Lien gets a second wind!

Chelsey crashes back into the corner and reels back out, getting a knee to the guts. She hunches forward and Lien quickly snatches her up, spinning her around and hooking her arms, spinning and smashing Chaingang’s face into the mat with her Path to Enlightenment!

She covers!

One!!!!

Two!!!!

NO!!!!

Lien pulls Chelsey’s shoulders off the mat.

Nyssa: What is she doing? This could have been over!

Leana: Looking for more payback is my guess!

Lien gets her rival up, forcing her into the corner with some rough haymakers. She drives a shoulder into Chelsey’s abdominals, once... twice... three times before boosting her up into a seated position on the top of the turnbuckles. She climbs up right behind and urges Chelsey to her feet.

Nyssa: Lien looking for another high risk move.

Both women wobble precariously on their perch, as Lien scoops up Chelsey, leaping backward and hitting a stunning avalanche moonsault slam.

Lien doesn’t bother to cover her, instead dropping down and locking on her Final Breath, a modified octopus hold using the chains to her advantage with it, pulling back on the face and neck of Chelsey. The ref checks in, but Chaingang refuses to give in, her arm waving wildly, clawing at the air but too far from the ropes for them to be any help. Lien sinks it in harder, pulling back and earning a yelp from Chelsey that seems to be music to her ears, a grin forming on her face.

Leana: Lien just looking to inflict as much vengeance as she can.

The Crimson Lotus grows bored, dropping Chelsey to the mat and rising to her feet. Chaingang is on all fours, slowly trying to get herself together. Lien grabs her by the front of her top, hauling her up when she is grabbed about the sides of the head and Chelsey drops, issuing a sitout facebuster to Lien.

Nyssa: Chelsey still in this!

She staggers up enough to straddle Lien, choosing to mete out some submission justice of her own as she wraps the chain around her hands and puts Lien in the Gulag Grip, leaning backwards to put as much pressure on as she can. The ref lowers to her haunches, keeping a close eye on the Crimson Lotus, asking her if she wanted to give in. An undoubtable NO yelled in her face answered that question. Lien struggles, trying to claw her way across the mat, slowly but surely doing so. Chelsey, worn down from earlier exertions, tries to pull her back, but Lien refuses to give in, digging in deep to crawl to the ropes and grab ahold.

The ref forces Chelsey to break the hold, which she does, unwillingly.

Lien uses the ropes to assist her up, as Chelsey runs at her. She ducks under her swing and nails a haymaker. Chelsey answers that with one of her own. Lien repeats. They begin to tee off on one another. Chelsey feints and gets in an uppercut to Lien’s chin. She spins her around, hugging her tight as she goes for a release German suplex.

But Lien lands on her feet!

Chelsey pivots and comes at Lien once more, who tumblesaults nimbly under her arm. She rolls back to her feet as Chelsey comes off the ropes, grabbing Lien’s extended leg, stopping her superkick in its tracks. The smile is wiped off her face as Lien jumps, the Dragon Whip hitting its target and Chelsey is down. Lien drops an elbow and gets to her feet, using the chain to wrap around Chelsey, forcing her up as well. She shoots her off into the corner, running behind her to crush her with a body splash.

She retreats, calculating as Chaingang reels backwards out of the corner. Lien runs in and....

Leana: STORM RISING!

The Crimson Lotus nails the Tile-A-Whirl Stunner and Chelsey is down!

Nyssa: Crimson Lotus is set to end this here, right now...

Leana: BLOOD FANG!!! But wait...

Nyssa: Chelsey catches the leg... FLIPPING LEG HOOK BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!!!! FROM OUT OF NO WHERE!!

Chelsey wraps the chain around Lien's neck and applies the Weakest Link...

Nyssa: LIEN IS IN A HORRIBLE SPOT HERE!!

Leana: That chain is unforgiving!!

Nyssa: She refuses to tap! Look!

Leana: She has to give! There's no escape!

Chelsey yanks harder, Lien's eyes start to flutter, and then...

Leana: Lien is passing out! She is losing consciousness with that chain around her throat!

Nyssa: The referee sees it and... THAT'S IT!!!

DING DING DING DING...

Chelsey refuses to release at first...

Nyssa: Lien has been reduced to a sleeping dragon!

Leana: Someone get her off!

Finally, Chelsey releases Lien's throat as the bell rings again.

As the bell rings, Chelsey stumbles to the ropes, gesturing toward the table for a microphone.

Nyssa: I think she's got something to say!

Leana: I don't think I wanna hear it.

Nyssa: Oh I do, who knows what sort of crazy mess she'll start with?

As the referee removes the clasps that keep the women attached to each end of the chain, Chelsey is handed the mic. Without a word, she snatches the chain from the ref's grip and walks to the corner of the ring with it.

Leana: What the hell is she doing?

Nyssa: I think she's... making a seat?

Surely enough, Chelsey loops the chain around the intersecting ropes in the corner a few times before attaching the claps to the ropes to secure it. What results is a drooping set of chainlinks that she hops up onto, sitting on them like a swing as she regards the fallen form of Lien Xinya below her.

Finally, she lifts the microphone to her lips.

CC: Oh, Lien. Lien, Lien, Lien. I've been waiting for this moment for so long. And what a journey it's been, hasn't it Lien? I used to look up to you, you know. Used to see the way you took down your opponents with such laser-focused precision and swear that I could do that, too. I followed you to WoW to see you in action as much as I possibly could, to learn what drove you, what made you tick. And as I did, I began to realize one thing.

The crowd begins to quiet, unsure how to react to Chaingang's oddly somber tone.

CC: I loved you, Lien Xinya. I have from the moment I met you, I think.

Chelsey shifts uncomfortably in her swing, her emotions beginning to well up inside her as she continues, more forcefully this time.

CC: But you never had the time for me, did you? You ran around with your Triumvirate, your group so exclusive that it's literally named for how many of you there are. You had your friends, and there wasn't any room for the only one who ever really appreciated you for who you were, was there?

I tried to be patient with you, too. I was content to just face you in the ring. I thought, maybe if I could show you in a match just how much I could hang with you, that you'd start to accept me. I was a fool, wasn't I? The whole fed collapsed around our ears, and even then, EVEN THEN, at the end of everything, you and your little group prance off somewhere new, together forever. But I found you, didn't I? Tracked you down here. And with Solace out of the way, I knew I had my chance. I just had to get Katia out of the way, and it would just be you and me. Together at last!
As she speaks, Chelsey builds to a fever pitch, getting more into her feelings with every passing word until the last, which she practically shouts down at Lien. This seems to break a certain tension within her, however, and she pauses, releases a bated breath, and speaks up once again with a much more relaxed timbre.

I guess, in a way, I got what I wanted, too. To be here, locked up together with you? To show you exactly how I feel about you in the only way that I know how? It's cathartic. You really laid it all out, just for me, and I can never thank you enough. I think it's time I let you go, Lien.

Chelsey smiles and looks up at the rafters, her feet kicking happily underneath her in the swing. Finally, she hops up and out of the chain-hammock, landing on her feet near Lien.

CC: Don't call me.

Chelsey drops the mic at Lien's head and turns to leave as "The Heresy" blasts over the speakers.

Nyssa: I told you we were gonna get some crazy shit, Leana!

Leana: Yeah... that was... wow.

Winner via Knockout: Chelsey Chaingang!!!!

The lights in the arena go out completely and then just as quickly blue and white strobing fills the arena…

“Fire up that loud
Another round of shots!
Turn down for what?!”

An explosion sounds as the base hits and Lil Jon’s “Turn down for what” fills the arena as the crowd get completely hyped up. Steph steps out onto the top of the ramp jumping up and down and firing her arms in the air like she was shooting pistols before jumping and skipping down to the ring as the song continues.

She jumps up onto the apron grabs the top rope and front flips into the ring, dancing around as the song begins to slowly fade out and the house lights come up, taking herself to a corner and waiting for the bell.

Nyssa - Here we go, it's been a long road here but we are going to crown our first ever Evolution champion here tonight.

Leana - You're not kidding both this woman have earned their spots and everything is on the line here.

Def Rebel - Boss it hits as Denise DiMarco makes her way through the curtain onto the ramp. She poses for her fans than makes her way down to the ring.

Nyssa - We are about to find out who wants it more. One of these ladies is going to go down in First Class history tonight.

Leana - I can't wait to watch these two battle it out.

Steph and Denise are staring at each other from across the ring. The referee calls for the bell but neither woman moves, the intensity is able to be cut with a knife. Both women walk to the center of the ring staring at each other neither flinching each barely moving. Denise slaps Steph in the face Steph turns her head licks her lips then looks directly back at Denise and smiles returning the slap. Steph shoves Denise hard, Denise takes a few steps back then fires forward pushing Steph equally as hard.

Leana - Neither woman's is willing to give in.

Both women begin throwing forearm strikes to each other's head neither women budging.

Nyssa - There is no way they can keep this pace up much longer. They are trying to kill eachother.

Leana - Title is on the line can't hold anything back here tonight.

Denise finally breaks and takes a step back Steph capitalizes sweeping the legs taking Denise down taking a top mount raining in more punches to Denise.Steph stands up picking up Denise then whips her into the ropes Denise bounces off the ropes comes back with a clothesline, Steph ducks Denise runs over hits the ropes on the other side comes back Steph goes for a hip toss but Denise stops it drops an elbow to her back then drops into a cross face. Steph quickly manages to pull herself out of the crossface attempt both women stand to their feet and square off again in the center of the ring. The fans are going nuts.

Leana - WHAT A SERIES. I'm amazed by these two woman.

Nyssa - Such intensity from both woman early in this match. This is how legends are born.

Leana - Both woman at the top of their games fighting over a title belt. This is why I love Wrestling.

Nyssa - It's why we all love Wrestling.

Steph kicks Denise in the gut grabs her head planting Denise with a DDT. Steph stomps on the back of the next of Denise. Steph attempts to pick up Denise but Denise racks her eyes. Steph stumbles back holding her eyes. Denise scrambles to her feet jumps hitting a dropkick sending Steph hard into the corner. Steps back hits the corner than she falls to her butt. Denise runs to the opposite corner than charges at Steph jumping into a bronco buster. Denise bounces 6 times on Steph than hops off. Denise rolls Steph to the middle of the ring and goes for a pin.

1...

KICKOUT

Nyssa - Steph kicked out with authority.

Leana - She has a lot left and won't be out away this early.

Nyssa - Not in a title match.

Denise smacks the mat and throws her forearm across the face of Steph, Denise yells to the ref to count again. Before the ref can even count 1 Steph kicks out.

Leana - What is DiMarco thinking going for a pin like that. She had to know it wouldn't work.

Nyssa - She isn't known for having great wrestling knowledge or ring presence.

Steph powers her way out from under Denise than stands up shoving Denise back. Steph charges Denise ducking under her arm spinning around to her back. Steph wraps her arms around Denise hitting a German suplex. She doesn't let go and rolls till both woman are standing up again. Another German suplex, Steph rolls against till they they are both standing up hits a release German suplex sending Denise half way across the ring landing on her neck. Steph gets up with a look of anger on her face.

Nyssa - Steph is mad and wants to end this right now.

Leana - It would appear that way.

Steph walks over and grabs Denise by the hair. Steph drags Denise to the corner than lifts her and places her on the top rope. Steph climbs up standing on the top rope lifts Denise so that both woman are standing on the top rope.

Nyssa - We have seen this before. She is going to Stephacide.

Leana - If Steph hits this it's all over for Denise and the title is all Stephs. We will be crowning our first ever Evolution champion.

Denise locks her foot under the turnbuckle stopping Steph from being able to lift her off the rope. Steph keeps trying untill Denise hits a forearm to Stephs gut. Steph leans forward as Denise connects with another forearm this time to Stephs head. Steph falls backwards off the top ropes landing hard in the ring. Denise stands up jumps hitting a beautiful frog splash. She immediately hooks the leg of Steph. The ref slides over making the count.

1...2...

KICKOUT

Leana - OH MY GOD that was so close. I thought Denise DiMarco had that.

Nyssa - I can't belive Steph was able to kick out. That shows just how much this title means to her.

Leana - I'm absolutely shocked right now.

Denise rolls off of Steph onto her back holding her ribs. Denise crawls over to the corner and pulls her self to a seated position. Denise looks stunned that didn't put Steph away. Denise reaches up grabbing the top rope and pulls herself up. She walks over and picks up Steph. Denise runs back hits the ropes charging are Steph than jumps attempting to hit Diamond Mind but Steph ducks it spins her around kicks Denise in the gut grabs her head under her arm. Steph lifts Denise than plants her with a brain buster. Steph quickly gets to her feet picking up Denise immediately hooking her into a full Nelson. Denise drops to her but driving the chin of Steph into the top of Denise's head.

Nyssa - Denise has Steph well scouted here tonight. She knew Steph was going for Sunny Daze.

Leana - Both woman have done their homework for this match. If Denise connected with Diamond Mind it would have easily been over.

Nyssa - That last reversal might have been all Denise had left she looks to be out.

Leana - So does Steph, both woman have given it their all tonight.

Nyssa - Someone needs to get up here and continue the match.

The ref begins to count

1...2...3...4...5...

Steph and Denise both begin to move a bit each woman crawling to the ring ropes.

6...7...8...

Both woman are using the ropes to pull themselves up to their feet.

9...

They both get flat footed in the ring and stare at one and other. Steph is smiling and Denise looks exhausted.

Steph rushes at Denise, and Denise faulters, stumbling back with just enough lack of coordination for Steph to capitalize.

Nyssa: Steph with the pump kick into Denise's heart!

Denise falls into the ropes, using the bounce off of them to attempt a desperate clothesline, but Steph ducks, twisting around and hooking each of Denise's arms from behind.

Leana: Oh no!!!

Nyssa: SUNNY DAYZZZZZ!!!!!!!! WITH BRUTE FORCE!

Leana: This is over...

Steph remains in position, Denise's arms hooked as her body is bent over, her shoulders to the mat.

1...









2....







3!!!!!!!

Steph is the FIRST EVER EVOLUTION CHAMPION1!!!!!!!!!

Nyssa: “This match is set for one fall and is for the IIW Women’s Championship! Firstly the challenger, making her way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 112 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, she is Casie Debonair!!!”

Casie steps out onto the ramp, to a mixed reaction from the crowd, probably based on some of her comments this past week. Her music doesn’t play as she walks toward the ring, reacting to nothing as she steps through the ropes and leans against a turnbuckle.

Nyssa: “And her opponent, weighing in at 141 pounds, from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada! She is the IIW Women’s Champion! “The Absolute” Moira Arches!”

“Postulous” by Puscifer hits over the arena in unison flashing green and white strobes, as “The Absolute” Moira Arches makes her way from out of the curtains. She takes a few steps forward, lifts both of her arms into the air, and brings them down into her entrance pose just as the song kicks in.

She makes her way down to the ring, shaking her head and acknowledging the fans at ringside along the way, before climbing up the apron and getting into the ring. She does her pose once more on one side of the ring, before moving to the hard-cam to do the same.

Leana: “Casie and Moira look each other up and down as Casie tries to talk to Moira and explaining that she, what? Really isn’t all that bad or something?”

Nyssa: “Well let’s be fair, she’s no Mercedes, eh?! She has distanced herself from all of that in recent weeks too! The bell rings and the two hook up now in a collar and elbow.

Moira pushes Casie backward and as the two attempt to hook up again, Casie strikes out at Moira, she grabs at Moira who counters and pivots around Casie. Hip-Toss by Debonair. Moira is back to her feet and grabs for Casie’s knees taking her to the ground but as Moira steps forward, Casie kicks out sending her backward. Casie spins to her feet, but as she turns Moira runs at her sending her back down with a clothesline.

Leana: “Moira Arches with the upper hand here on Casie Debonair, as she sends her to the ground with a clothesline, she picks her up and strikes out, once, twice and three times!”

Nyssa: “Moira sends Casie into the ropes, she comes back attempting a clothesline of her own but Arches ducks it. Casie comes back again and catches a knee to the midsection sending her over! Ooh! C’mon get up!”

Casie crawls toward a turnbuckle and climbs slowly up, Moira runs and attempts to tackle Casie but she moves out of the way, leaving Moira to smash into the bottom rung. Her instincts take over and the “old” Casie comes out as she begins to stomp away on Moira. Her shoulders, back, legs. She then pulls Moira back to her feet and as she does so Moira gets a few punches of her own off, into Casie’s gut. Moira sends Casie into the ropes, ducks another clotheslines and at the same time catches her with a drop-toe hold.

Nyssa: “Moira takes Casie to the ground now and goes for a, Gogoplata?! But no, Casie breaks free! She turns herself over but Moira still has her legs!

Moira grabs hold of Casie’s legs again and steps inside for a Sharpshooter, but Casie grabs her up for a schoolboy pin!

1…

Quick kick out by Moira, both girls are back to their feet again. Casie runs toward the turnbuckle and jumps back toward Moira who has run up behind her, attempting a double axe-handle but Moira catches her with a blow to the sternum sending Casie to her knees. As she begins to get up Moira steps up onto Casie’s one raised knee, delivering a shining wizard to her! Casie falls to the floor and Moira covers her…

1…

2…

Casie kicks out and Moira picks her up by her head, she locks the head and throws Casie’s arm up, grabbing her tights, Moira lifts Casie and drops her with a suplex. She rolls back and attempts another cover!

1…

2…

Th…

Kickout again by Casie Debonair! Moira picks her up once again and runs toward the turnbuckle herself. She looks behind her and jumps attempting to execute an Asai Moonsault! But Casie moves out of the way and slams Moira down as she lands! Casie backs away into the corner and rests, as she waits for Moira to get up she approaches her and nails a standing Hurricanrana! She covers!

1…

Tw…

Leana: “Another kickout by Moira Arches, this match has been incredible!”

Nyssa: “I’ve got to agree, both these girls are giving it their all as Casie picks Moira up and sends her into the turnbuckle, she comes back out, Casie jumps up, MERCILESS! She just hit Moira with Mercedes’ finisher!

Casie attempts to cover Moira again, but the referee stops her, indicating that Moira’s foot is on the ropes. Casie sighs and brushes her hair from her eyes as she climbs the turnbuckle again. Slowly the crowd actually begin to chant “Casie, Casie, Casie” this shocks her as she looks around at those in attendance as she waits for Moira to get back to her feet. Moira slowly climbs to a standing position. Casie jumps off the turnbuckle but telegraphs the move and Moira sidesteps the attack! Casie stops herself and attempts a super-kick on Arches! She ducks and catches Casie with one of her own! Both women are down and struggling to stand.

Nyssa: “The ref is checking on both women now as the chants are bouncing between Moira and Casie. Moira is almost to her feet first as Casie runs at her and scoops her up into a Fireman’s Carry!”

Leana: “She’s signalling for an Airplane Spin… Here we go!”

Casie begins to spin with Moira up on her shoulders, she stumbles to her right but continues to spin. Suddenly Moira’s foot catches the referee and he drops like a sack of potatoes! Casie tries to continue the Airplane Spin, but Moira counters it! Spins off of Casie’s shoulders and hooks her neck slamming her into the mat with a snap DDT!

Nyssa: “Woah! Agent Provocateur! Moira Arches just levelled Casie with her own finisher!! She goes for the cover!”

Leana: “Oh no! There’s no official to make the count! Get up ref!!”

Moira turns to see the referee is out. She crawls over to the ref to see if he’s okay. Suddenly the crowd scream, jeer and boo as up on the ramp a figure can be seen. It’s Mercedes. She begins to walk down to the ring.

Leana: “Wait a second, she’s banned!! She can’t be at ringside?!”

Nyssa: “Well Jolie Vexx isn’t here to enforce that rule tonight! So I guess she’s taking advantage!”

Mercedes begins to run faster to the ring now as Moira is standing up, still trying to rouse the official awake. Mercedes stands behind her waiting arms out wide as the crowd continue to boo. Moira turns around and catches a kick to the stomach from Mercedes! She grabs Moira and folds her back, nailing her with a swinging reverse STO!

Nyssa: “NO MERCY! There is no mercy tonight for Moira Arches!! But it doesn’t look like Mercedes is finished yet as she slides outside the ring. She’s picked up a steel chair!”

Mercedes slides the chair into the ring and jumps in after it. She walks straight over to Moira and slams the chair down on her knee sideways! The pain stuns Moira awake suddenly but she’s still pretty much out of it. Mercedes slams the chair on Moira’s knee again, before grabbing her leg and opening the chair up.

Leana: “My God, what is going on here?! Why is Mercedes inserting herself into this match anyway? I figured she and Casie weren’t on the same page these days?!”

Nyssa: “I’ve got no idea, but I’m surprised it took Mercedes this long to get involved to be honest with you!”

Mercedes folds the chair over Moira’s knee and holds her hands up in the air before performing a standing Senton Bomb onto the chair!!

Leana: “She’s just crushed Moira Arches ligaments! Her knee doesn’t look in a good way AT ALL!”

Mercedes throws the chair out of the ring and shakes the official awake before pulling Casie on top of Moira.

Leana: “No come on! The match surely can’t end this way!! The referee’s waking up!”

Mercedes slides out of the ring and idles around one of the corner posts right by the announce table… The official rolls onto his stomach and crawls toward the two girls…

ONE……

Neither Casie nor Moira are moving.

TWO……

Casie shifts slightly but doesn’t move entirely.

THREE!!!

Nyssa: “Here is your winner… AND NEW IIW WOMEN’S CHAMPION… CASIE DEBONAIR!

Casie crawls to her knees then her feet, slowly. The crowd go nuts but some are still visibly pissed off and for good reason. Mercedes continues to slink around the ring post. Steph suddenly appears from the curtain and quickly makes her way into the ring looking excited and jumping up and down with Casie who looks surprised. She suddenly spots Mercedes who’s now slid into the ring, IIW Women’s Championship in hand. She looks down at Moira who we can see is physically in agony.

Leana: “And hopefully the penny has dropped for Casie here as she looks between Moira Arches and her niece, Mercedes!”

Nyssa: “Hopefully she thanks her because I didn’t see her winning this, before Mercedes got involved!”

Casie points at Moira screaming at her to tell her if she had gotten involved as she drops down to Moira’s side to check on her as Steph looks on, saddened and confused. Mercedes is pleading her innocence as the crowd boos. Casie continues to talk to Moira as EMT’s arrive down the ramp with a gurney. Casie stands up and turns to confront Mercedes when she launches herself at her Aunt, slamming the Women’s Championship into her face! Casie falls back as Mercedes slams the belt into her again, dropping her to the mat! She begins to stomp on her, screaming again and again.

Mercedes: “THIS BELT SHOULD BE MINE AND YOU KNOW IT!! I MADE THE COVEN WHAT THEY BECAME HERE! I’M THE ONE DRAWING IN THESE MORONS! ME!”

Steph attempts to pull Mercedes off of Casie but she turns around and aims the belt at her too, causing Steph to drop and slide outside the ring! Mercedes pulls Casie to a seated position and prepares to line up a devastating blow. She runs toward the opposite ropes and springs off them, but before she can connect with Casie, Steph pulls the new Women’s Champion out of the ring and to safety outside.

Leana: “Finally Steph gets Casie out of there and her night has been utterly ruined by Mercedes! Her own family member!”

Nyssa: “But everything Mercedes has said tonight is correct, Leana! She deserves the shot and the title more than Casie does!”

Leana: “How in the world do you figure that?!”

Mercedes is standing in the ring, belt still in her hands, screaming bloody murder at Steph and Casie on the outside and Moira who’s being taken to the back by the EMT’s.

Suddenly the crowd go ballistic as “Black sheep” by Metric slams through the speaker system and the common purple lights begin to flash as a body bolts, like the lightning strobes behind her, down the aisle. The crowd continue to go nuts as Solace Tatum flies down the ramp toward the ring.

Leana: “It’s “The Quiet Storm” Solace Tatum! And she doesn’t want to wait until the Main Event here tonight officially kicks off. She’s about to make Mercedes her bitch!”

Nyssa: “WOAH! Leana! Not like you…”

Leana: “I know, sorry! This whole thing got me amped up!”

Nyssa: “No, I like it… AND WAIT A MINUTE! Mercedes again with the belt!

Mercedes attempts to fly at Solace with the Championship but she ducks and clocks Mercedes clean in the jaw sending her reeling into the ropes and causing her to drop the Championship, which Steph picks up as she helps Casie to the back, with the belt.

Mercedes flies back at Solace, leaping on her and driving her into the mat. The referee immediately calls for the bell – signaling the match underway – as MJ lays into Tatum, only for Solace to roll her over and begin hitting her with brutal shots of her own. Mercedes shoves her competitor off of her as she staggers up to her feet, only for Tatum to knock her down and out of the ring with a Discuss Forearm Smash!

Leana: These two, literally, not pulling any punches here!

Nyssa: Clearly no love-lost between these two!

Solace bounces back and forth before bouncing off the ropes and charging towards her rival. She leaps through the second rope, looking for a Suicide Dive but MJ had it scouted, leaping up and catching Tatum on the way down with a variation of her finisher!

Leana: Oh my God! Mercedes may’ve just broken Solace’s neck with that!

Nyssa: That looked an awful lot like Solace’s “Tatum Bomb” (RKO), Leana. Mercedes showing all kinds of disrespect to our 2021 Queen of the Ring by using her opponents own finisher move against them.

Solace rolls around the outside in agony as Mercedes throws back the ring curtain and begins digging under the ring. Her grip finally closed on the weapon of choice as she pulled forth an iron pipe. She lifted it high into the air, drawing jeers from the crowd, as Tatum began to stir. MJ began laying into Solace with vicious shots with the weapon, targeting the previously injured leg of Solace.

Leana: Vicious shots by Mercedes here!

Nyssa: I think she’s trying to cripple Solace!

Tatum cried out in agony with each clash of iron on bone as she clutched at her right knee. MJ laughs to herself as she tosses the pipe aside, pulling a limping Solace up to her feet. Mercedes sends her opponent crashing knee-first into the steel ring steps, the impact sending Tatum toppling over them. Again, she grabs at her wounded leg as MJ stalks after her opponent. Solace tries to create some distance between her and her rival but Mercedes is relentless, kicking Tatum in the head and dazing her. She grabs her by the leg and drags her back to the ring steps. The previous collision had jarred them loose as MJ fits Solace’s ankle in-between the ring steps and the ring post. Tatum realizes what is about to happen as she tries to sit up and free her leg but, again, Mercedes delivers a stiff kick to the head, knocking her back down. MJ then backs up, takes a running start, and kicks the steps directly into Solace’s trapped ankle, the steel crushing together in a sickening display.

Leana: This is certainly the most vicious side of Mercedes we’ve ever seen!

Nyssa: Did you hear that impact, Leana? Solace HAS to have a broken ankle after that!

Tatum is crying out in agony which appears to be music to Mercedes’ ears as she, again, laughs at the pain of her opponent. MJ drops down to her knees, mocking Solace by “fake crying”, before laying into her with a series of brutal rights and lefts. Mercedes pulls Tatum up and frees her from her entrapment, dragging her around the ring and to the announce table, throwing Solace up onto it.

Leana: Uh oh, look out Nyssa!

Nyssa: Yup, time for us to move!

MJ grabs one of the small TV monitors and bashes it into Tatum’s face, cutting her open just above her left eye. Mercedes smashes her face a few more times before tossing aside the destroyed piece of equipment and following her opponent up onto the table.

Leana: Oh no, now what does Mercedes have in mind?

Nyssa: I don’t know, but I’m guessing Solace isn’t going to like it very much.

MJ grabs Solace by the hair and slowly lifts her to her feet, reveling in the moment. She admires her handiwork of busting her open as she licks her lips, almost as if seeing Tatum bleed excited her. Mercedes wrapped her arm around her opponent and lowered her down, arching Solace’s back but keeping her standing. She dragged her left thumb across her throat and went to spin Tatum down, driving her through the announce table with the “No Mercy” (Swinging Reverse STO) but Solace managed to free herself at the last second, use MJ’s own momentum against her, and drop her spine first down across her own back with an Inverted Headlock Backbreaker!

Leana: “No M-“, no! Solace countered!

Nyssa: Desperation time, Leana. Where on earth does that counter come from?

Mercedes was temporarily stunned as she grabbed at her lower back in pain. She turned to face her rival only for Tatum to wrap her arms around her head and neck and drop her face-first through the table with the “Tatum Bomb”!

Leana: “Tatum Bomb” on MJ!

Nyssa: And there goes our announce table!

The move had taken just as much out of Solace as her opponent as she laid amongst the wreckage, staring up at the lights while MJ lay face-first among the debris, blood pooling around her face as the top of her head, just above her forehead, had caught one of the other monitors on the way down, opening a big gash. The fans mixed in chants of “Holy Shit”, “This is Awesome”, and “Let’s Go Solace”! Their exuberance seemed to give Tatum a second wind as she managed to gingerly push herself up, crawl over to her opponent, roll Mercedes’ motionless body onto her back, and make the cover…

One…

Two…

Thr… Kick-out!

Leana: Thr-no! Mercedes kicked out!

Nyssa: I don’t believe it! How!?

Though the fans all seemed to be in shock, Solace didn’t seem all that perturbed, almost as if she had expected her opponent to do that. She rolled over to the timekeepers table, snatching up a steel chair and dragging it over to MJ’s fallen body. Despite walking with a visible limp, Tatum hardly seemed to miss a step as she raised the chair high above her head and sent it crashing down onto Mercedes stomach. Solace lifted it up and let it fall again… and again… and again… each time, the crowd counting along with her. MJ tried to roll onto her back and crawl away but Tatum was unyielding, wrapping the steel around her spine. Mercedes grunted in misery as one of the shots landed squarely on her elbow, breaking away the skin and revealing the bone underneath.

Leana: Oh man! Solace may’ve just dislocated her elbow with that shot!

Nyssa: I think I’m going to be sick…

With the chair no longer viable, Solace tosses it aside as she wipes the blood from her eyes, half her face practically a crimson mask at this point. She drops down to a knee and begins searching under the ring, pulling forth what appears to be a black cauldron, the contents within bubbling. Tatum shakes her head and hobbles over to Mercedes just as she gets up to her knees. Solace upends the pot, sending the black liquid splattering all over MJ’s face as her skin turns bright red and a “hissing” sound can be heard as the acidic substance burns through her flesh!

Leana: Oh dear God! What the hell was that!?

Nyssa: I don’t know but, yup, definitely sick now…

Tatum leaves her opponent writhing around on the outside, clutching at their burned face, as she goes back to the ring apron, reaching underneath and pulling forth a broom stick. Solace laughs to herself as she holds the weapon high above her head.

Leana: Looks like Solace has a message of her own to send.

Nyssa: As if she hasn’t sent one already.

Tatum turns to go back to her opponent but Mercedes has gotten up and rolled back into the ring. MJ is desperately trying to crawl away to safety but Solace slides into the ring and, despite the bad leg, is able to close down the distance between them. Mercedes pleads desperately for Tatum to “have mercy” on her but Solace is all out of compassion. Tatum lifts the broom when the edges suddenly burst into flames, startling her.

Leana: What the hell!? That broom just caught fire!

Nyssa: I knew it! I knew she was a REAL witch!

MJ uses this distraction to her advantage as she pushes herself up and drives both of her feet into Solace with a Front Dropkick, freeing the weapon from her grip and dropping Tatum to the mat! Mercedes then crawled over to the flaming broom, gripping it tightly within her hands and slamming the burning edges down onto any exposed part of Solace she could find! Tatum screamed out as the fire licked at her skin, leaving welts and lashes each time it touched flesh.

Leana: I can smell the burning flesh from here, Nyssa.

Nyssa: Yup, am done…

As Nyssa begins to dry heave in the corner, MJ tossed the burning weapon aside and pulled Solace up. Gripping her jaw, Mercedes pulled Tatum’s face close to hers, spewing a flurry of insults at her. MJ then knee’d Solace in the midsection, doubling her over. Mercedes then flipped over Tatum, bringing the back of Solace’s head crashing down against the mat with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb! MJ kept Tatum’s shoulders down as she wrapped her arms around her waist…

One…

Two…

Kick-out!

Leana: Neither woman wants to quit, Nyssa!

Nyssa: I wish one of them would, not sure how much more of this I can handle.

Mercedes kicks Solace onto her back and then goes to the nearby corner, climbing up to the top. She stares out at the crowd, scowling at them as they continue to berate her. Throwing herself backwards, MJ flips off, looking for a Top Rope/Moonsault but Tatum is able to roll out of the way. Seeing that she wasn’t going to hit her mark, Mercedes manages to rotate all the way through the flip, landing – instead – on her feet. As her boots touch the canvas, she is surprised by Solace, who greets her on the way down with the “Sol-Searcher” (Superkick)!

Leana: “Sol-Searcher” by Tatum! What a counter!

Nyssa: But I think Solace hurt herself in the process!

MJ lay on the mat, staring up at the lights, as Tatum clutched at her ankle and knee. In the replays, it was obvious that she hadn’t been able to connect with as much authority as she was accustomed to, a result of the vicious assault on her leg throughout this match.

Leana: You’re right Nyssa, it looked like Solace could barely put any force behind that knock-out shot!

Nyssa: She still caught a piece of Mercedes, but will it be enough!?

Gritting her teeth against the pain, Solace fought back the tears in her eyes as she dug her fingers into the canvas and, inch-by-inch, pulled herself over to Mercedes’ prone body, laying an arm across her body…

One…

Two…

Th… no!

Suddenly, a masked woman ran through the crowd, slid into the ring, and knocked Tatum off of MJ!

Leana: What the hell!? What is this!?

Nyssa: Maybe one of MJ’s fanatics…?

Leana: Solace had this one won!

Solace did her best to cover up as the woman frantically rained fists down on her. The referee tried to intervene but the fanatic pushed them away and immediately went right back to assaulting Tatum. The fans chanted “Bullshit” and “You Suck” to this new intruder as Mercedes used the ropes to pull herself up. At first, MJ seemed a bit perplexed as to who this masked vigilante was. But seeing as how they were targeting her opponent, Mercedes didn’t really seem to mind all too much, sitting back and enjoying the show as the woman further opened Solace up.

Leana: Just once… ONCE… I’d like to see a match where members of the Coven DON’T have any outside interference.

Nyssa: Wishful thinking there, Leana.

The masked assailant pulls Tatum up and casts a look over at MJ, almost to say “look what I can do” before lifting her up and slamming her down with a Belly-to-Back Facebuster! Mercedes briefly claps her approval before she lifts up a finger, as if to state that she can “do you one better”. MJ climbs to the top, measures Solace up, then flies off, twisting in mid-air and crashing down on top of her with a Top Rope/Twisted Bliss! Mercedes remains on top for the cover…

One…

Two…

Kick-out!

Leana: Solace kicked out!

Nyssa: I can’t believe it!

Leana: And neither can MJ!

Mercedes screamed in frustration as she grabbed Tatum and dragged her into the corner. She then pressed both of her feet into the throat of Solace, using the ring ropes to provide additional leverage. The referee administered the typical “five count” but, since it was street rules, MJ refused to relinquish the choke, knowing full well she couldn’t be disqualified. Only once she felt she had choked the life out of her opponent did she leap up into the air and then swing back towards Tatum, driving her knees right into her face, completing the Double Foot Choke & Slingshot Meteora combo! Mercedes turned to find where the masked figure was, only to see her barreling towards her. MJ sidestepped as the woman lunged forward, dragging the flat of her boot right across the side of Solace’s face with a jaw-breaking Facewash!

Leana: This is a damn two-on-one assault!

Nyssa: Hey, no disqualifications, remember?

Leana: Solace needs some damn help out here! Where is the Triumvirate!? Where is anyone!?

Tatum appeared to be knocked out as the masked figure got close to her face, clearly satisfied with their attack. Mercedes gave her a pat on the back and then pulled Solace from the corner, slipping into a lackadaisical cover…

One…

Two…

Th… Kick-out!

Leana: Solace just won’t go down without a fight.

Nyssa: She should really start considering just throwing the fight at this point, before things get even more-so out of hand.

Rather than be upset, MJ simply cackles as the masked figure tilted their head, wondering if Mercedes had finally “lost it”. MJ slicked her hair back, letting the blood flow off her face, as she gave her new friend some marching orders. This new ally nodded her head in understanding, sliding out of the ring and retrieving some sort of velvet bag from underneath the curtain. She rolled back into the ring as Mercedes instructed her to pour the contents out. The woman did as she was told, flipping the bag upside down and letting sharp pieces of glass fall from within, creating a deadly pile on the canvas.

Leana: Oh my God…

Nyssa: Are those the broken pieces of mirror that MJ used to cut up Lien’s face a few weeks back!?

MJ laughed again as the woman knelt down to spread the broken mirror pieces out, grabbing her hand back suddenly went one of the shards pricked her finger. Mercedes nodded her head towards Solace as the masked woman went over and pulled her up, pushing her right into MJ’s waiting clutches.

Leana: Oh no! We saw this once before!

Nyssa: This is the beginning of the end, Leana!

Mercedes maneuvered herself to where she wanted to be as she kept Solace near where the glass pile had been constructed. As she began to bend Tatum’s back into position for the “No Mercy”, the fans boos suddenly turned to cheers when Ada Pierce ran out from the back!

Nyssa: It looks like you got your wish, Leana! Here comes some back-up after all!

Leana: It’s Ada Pierce!

Ada slid into the ring and was quick to her feet, catching the masked vigilante with the “Winged Karateka” (Shotgun Dropkick)! Seeing this new threat and realizing she wouldn’t have time to “finish” off her opponent, MJ cast Solace aside as she went to intercept Pierce only for Ada to catch her right in the face with the “K.O.!” (Spinning Heel Kick)!

Leana: “Winged Karateka”!

Nyssa: And the “K.O.!”!

Leana: Ada Pierce has come to the aid of Solace Tatum!

Nyssa: And just in the nick of time, too!

The fans chant “Thank You Ada” as she tries to remain focused on the task at hand, turning to see what condition Tatum was in. This ended up being her downfall as the masked vigilante ambushed her from behind. The assailant wrapped her arms around her waist and lifted her up for a Belly-to-Back Facebuster but Pierce managed to flip backwards out of the hold. The masked vigilante turned only to see Ada twisting towards them with another “K.O.!” (Spinning Heel Kick) attempt! She barely managed to dodge the blow, catching Pierce on the turn-around with a Sit-Out Facebuster!

Nyssa: Welp, so much for THAT back-up.

The masked vigilante taunted Ada before turning around, right into an unsuspecting “Sol Searcher” (Superkick) from Solace!

Leana: Solace with another “Sol-Searcher”!

Nyssa: But, again, she does just as much damage to herself as her opponent!

Tatum was unable to keep her balance and collapsed to the mat as Mercedes shook off the knock-out heel kick and started to stalk behind her opponent. Solace slowly got her to feet as MJ went in for the kill, leaping into the air and driving her knees into Tatum’s back.

Leana: “Mercil-“, wait!

Nyssa: What the hell!?

In what was typical fashion for Mercedes in hitting the “Merciless” (Backstabber/Double-Knee Backbreaker), she would pull her opponent spine-first down onto her knees. However, Solace didn’t fall backwards, she leaned forwards. This resulted in MJ being stuck up on the back of Tatum, presenting the visual of Solace being a turtle and Mercedes riding on its shell. Before MJ could comprehend what was happening, Tatum – on one good leg – managed to throw her body back, sending Mercedes up into the air. MJ was helpless to stop it as Solace reached up, wrapped her hands around her neck, and dropped her face-first into the shards of glass with the “Tatum Bomb”!

Leana: Oh my God! Oh my God!

Nyssa: What did we just see!?

Leana: Solace countered the “Merciless” into the “Tatum Bomb”!

Nyssa: And right on top of those shards of glass!

“Holy Shit” chants rose up from the crowd as Tatum writhed around the ring in pain, the glass shards having pierced various areas of her upper back, shoulders, and arms. Mercedes, on the other hand, lay amongst the pile of glass, unmoving.

Leana: This has to be it! Cover her, Solace!

Nyssa: Yes, please! End this barbaric match!

“Let’s Go Solace” chants started again as Solace tried to, once more, feed off of the crowd. She crawled her way over to MJ, doing her best to avoid the other shards of glass, and rolled her onto her back, placing a hand over her for the cover…

One…

Two…

The masked figure was there again; breaking up the pin fall, forcing Tatum to her feet, and tossing her into the corner.

Leana: Oh come on! Enough is enough!

Nyssa: It’s not over yet, Leana; unfortunately for me. I think I’m going to need another puke bucket…

She rolled out of the ring and grabbed another steel chair from the timekeeper’s area, tossing the timekeeper aside in the process to get it. Rolling back into the ring, the vigilante met Pierce as she tried to get up, the chair connecting directly with her skull! Ada dropped like a heap to the canvas as the masked woman turned to her true target. Placing the steel chair against her throat, the masked woman kept Solace trapped in the corner as Mercedes, somehow, began to stir to life once more.

Leana: How the hell is MJ still able to function?

Nyssa: Dare I say, it’s almost “supernatural-esque”…

The vigilante screamed to her “partner” as MJ slowly rose up to her feet, her face an even more horrific sight than usual… various shards of glass protruding from her face. Traces of blood flowed from the wounds as she seemed to be in a different plane of existence, her eyes glossed over. Her body would periodically convulse, as if her body was in a state of shock. After hearing the cries of her name, Mercedes seemed to regain her senses as she looked over, seeing Solace “gift wrapped” for her. Rushing forward, MJ leapt into the air, driving her feet into the chair and smashing it off of Tatum’s face, connecting on a Basement Dropkick!

Leana: That’s got to be it!

The masked woman backed away as Solace slumped forward, Mercedes rolling her down onto the mat and going for the cover…

One…

Two…

Three… no! Kick-out!

The roof came unglued as MJ looked in shock as the referee only held up two fingers, indicating that Tatum had gotten her shoulder up just before the three count.

Leana: Solace kicked out! Solace kicked out!

Nyssa: I… have… I mean… there are no words…

The masked figure tried to regain control of the match as she went over to Pierce and unceremoniously dumped her out of the ring. She then returned to Solace, wrapping the chair around her injured ankle. This time, it was the vigilante’s turn to offer up directions as Mercedes hadn’t moved from her spot, staring off into the distance as if in some sort of trance. Shaking her shoulders, the masked woman was able to restore her to sanity as MJ nodded her head in understanding.

Nyssa: Remember that thing I said about Solace throwing the fight? Well… I think we’re about to cross that line of no return, Leana.

Leana: Oh no, they can’t do this!

Mercedes is slow to comply as she staggers over into the corner, leaning against it as she tries to pull herself up. Normally more graceful in her efforts to get to the top rope, this time it looks like she has to practically crawl to get up there, this match clearly taking its toll on her. Once she gets to the top, she turns around as she looks down at her victim, Tatum’s ankle trapped within that steel trap.

Leana: Don’t do this, MJ! You could end her career!

Nyssa: I think that’s the point, Leana.

Leana: Wait a minute, isn’t that…?

Nyssa: It is! It’s Junko!

The fans were going bat-shit crazy as Junko sped down the ramp and immediately leapt up onto the apron. The masked female moved in to intercept but received an Apron Rope-Assisted Enzuigiri to the face! The vigilante stumbled backwards as Souma turned and ran towards Mercedes, bouncing off the second rope, leaping over the top rope, wrapping her legs around MJ’s neck, and flipping her down to the mat with an Apron Springboard Avalanche Hurricanrana!

Nyssa: Junko is here! Junko is back!

Leana: And Junko is… helping Solace?

Junko is fired up as she gets up to her feet, pumping her arms as the crowd is eating it up. She turns as the masked figure charges, looking for a Clothesline. Souma easily ducks underneath, before leaping backwards and catching the vigilante right in the face with a Pele Kick! The masked female falls back against the ropes, collapsing down through the second rope and spilling to the outside!

Nyssa: Junko is kicking all sorts of ass, here!

Junko gets back up again, pumping up the crowd once more when Mercedes suddenly ambushes her from behind, knocking her into the ropes. MJ lays into her with a series of rights and lefts, before looking to send her across the ring. Souma reverses her momentum, instead sending her opponent into the ropes. As Mercedes bounces back, Junko ducks down and lifts MJ up into the air, tossing her off to the side. What appears to be a simple Flapjack Toss turns into a devastating combination as Solace is up and ready. Mercedes crashes down towards the mat, Tatum catching her on the way down with another “Tatum Bomb” (RKO)!

Nyssa: “Tatum Bomb”! “Tatum Bomb” from Solace!

Leana: With an assist from Junko, no less!

Nyssa: Will this be enough!?

With what was possibly the last bit of energy Solace had left, she rolled MJ onto her back and made the cover…

One…

Two…

Three…!

Winner via Pinfall: Solace Tatum

The bell rings as Tatum collapses to the side of Mercedes, the fans rising to their feet, giving the competitors a standing ovation.

Nyssa: Solace did it! Solace vanquished Mercedes!

Leana: Mercifully, this one is FINALLY over!

Solace soaks in the moment, pushing herself up as Junko stands over her. Tatum looks up, unsure of her intentions, until Souma offers her a hand. Solace takes it as the two embrace in a hug, drawing more cheers from the fans.

Nyssa: Thank God for Junko, tonight.

Leana: She definitely may’ve well been the difference maker here tonight.

Junko says a few words to Tatum before patting her on the back and rolling to the outside. Solace stumbles around the ring, favoring her right leg, as she acknowledges the crowd, tears building up in her eyes. The masked figure pulls Mercedes out of the ring and begins to help her up the ramp as Junko goes to check on Ada, ensuring that she isn’t too badly damaged.

Nyssa: What an amazing match, and what an amazing night!

Leana: This one definitely lived up to expectations. My only question is, where do we go from here!?

Nyssa: Guess we’ll just have to keep watching, Leana! I have a feeling, “things are about to pick up”.

Leana: … did you just use my line?

Solace stares up the ramp at MJ as she and the masked female lock eyes with the victor, both refusing to break their gaze as the PPV comes to an end.

SPECIAL THANKS:

CURTIS
LIEN
JOLIE
NOVA
CHELSEY
ADA