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DangerZone : April 27, 2021 Apr 28, 2021 2:38:22 GMT -5

Post by Kylie Moore on Apr 28, 2021 2:38:22 GMT -5

Richard cartwheels out and salutes into a peace sign , as he makes his way down to the ring, he flashes a smirk at the pockets of his fanbase making noise and bawls his hand fist pumping his chest into a pointing out a peace sign. He rolls into the ring.

Trey: Richard Dweck has not had near the career he would have liked so far in Revolution1.

Case: No, but tonight the winds may change and the tides may turn!

The lights in the arena go out as a blood red light illuminates a pole on the stage. "Montero" by Lil Nas X kicks in.

"I caught it bad just today
You hit with me with a call to your place
Ain't been out in a while anyway
Was hoping I could catch you throwin' smiles at my face"

Jalen Prince is seen swinging seductively around the pole.

"Romantic talking? You don't even have to try
You're cute enough to fuck with me tonight
Lookin' at the table, all I see is weed and white
Baby, you livin' the life, but nigga, you ain't living right
Cocaine and drinking wit' your friends
You live in the dark, boy, I cannot pretend
I'm not fazed, only here to sin
If Eve ain't in your garden, you know that you can
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me in the morning
I'll be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by my your name
I'll be on the way, like"

Jalen hops off the pole and struts down the ramp, a seductive swing in his step. He slides in the ring and seductively gyrates against the mat. He blows a kiss to the crowd as he awaits the start of the match.

Trey: The eccentric Jalen Prince.

Case: We have a cult running around and THIS is what you call eccentric?

The lights all go out for five seconds, then Jason's music begins to play. A single spotlight shines upon Jason on the stage. Jason aims a finger gun at the ring and shoots it, causing pyro to erupt behind him. Jason slowly walks down the ring and jumps on the apron and jumps over the top rope, rolling into a sitting position. He walks over to the corner and leans into the corner.

Trey: Jason didn't get the start he was hoping for against Arcana on Legacy.

Case: This is his opportunity at retribution.

"Daechwita" by Agust D begins playing in the arena. Jin Min-jun walks out slowly on stage with a baseball bat resting on his shoulder as the song's ceremonial intro ends and the music begins to pick up. He surveys the crowd showing no emotion as if a king looking upon his subjects. Once the rap begins he breaks this façade and begins headbanging to the music as he makes his way to the ring slapping hands with some fans. He makes his way to the right side of the ring before climbing onto the apron and then onto the turnbuckle. Jin Min-jun points his bat towards the opposite corner before stepping up and dropping in the ring on his feet. He steps towards the middle of the ring and follows through with a swing of the bat. Min-jun then poses with the bat again on his shoulder and his chin resting on the thumb and index finger of his left hand.

Trey: This was a major signing for Revolution1.

Case: You say that about everybody!

My mother said that I was holy
My father said that I would burn
My mother said I was an angel
My father said that I would turn
So I believed these words and I turned on myself
'Cause maybe he's right, maybe I'm worthless
Or maybe he's wrong and my mother was right
I got a killer in me to give me purpose

The drums from "The In-Between" kick, and strobe lights flash as Sora Weaver walks out from the back with his hair in his eyes. Shaking his head, he reveals his dark brown eyes staring far ahead. He takes a couple steps out past the entrance way, pausing again. Almost like he's having to will himself down the ramp. After a moment, he starts walking to the ring.

I ask myself, am I God or shit?

Am I the high, the low? I'm fucking worth it

And I ask myself, am I love or hate?

You are the reason I have and why I can't quit

Sora rolls into the ring, before walking over to the ropes resting both his arms on the top with his forearms crossed. He looks into the crowd, almost like he's trying to use his eyes to tell them something. But the message keeps getting lost as the crowd cheers him on mindlessly.

Trey: Sora Weaver is in the headspace to possibly end careers tonight on his way to the Horrorcore Championship.

Case: Maybe don't jinx the talent, Trey.

"Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer plays and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as the Narcoleptic Ninja appears from a thick cloud of smoke, doing fancy kicks and ninja strikes in the air. He does a roll dodge and then falls asleep for a few seconds before resuming his trot to the ring. Once inside the ring and showboats with some fancy ninja moves before going to his corner and suddenly falling sleep.

Trey: AWWW YEAH THE NARCOLEPTIC NINJA!

Case: How can he make someone bleed? Dude is already asleep. Where does Kylie find these people?

The lights fade to almost black and start to flicker. Smoke fills the entranceway as Arcana slowly steps through and stands, hand on her hip surveying the crowd. She runs down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope, popping up to jump on the nearest turnbuckle, throwing her arms in the air as gold sparkling pyros shoot off.

Trey: Arcana started out her stint here on the right foot. She defeated Jason Ryan last week on Legacy.

Case: Pay per view is a different beast, Trey. Especially with this many people gunning for you.

ONE FINGER AND A FIST,
I'll CLAW MY WAY OUT OF ANY SITUATION!
I GOT A 1 2 PUNCH
I'll FIGHT MY WAY OUT OF ANY CONFRONTATION!

While the unmistakable sound of Drowning Pools' One Finger and a Fist pumping throughout the arena, the various lights began to swirl and move about at a frantic pace. Yet, it was the alarmingly fierce-looking woman that walked out onto the Revolution1 stage that drew the attention of the fans. Clad in black leather and a mean look in her eyes, the woman stood at the top of the ramp; hands tagging on the inside of the black studded vest she wore.

Alara Miles: "Making her way to the ring from Perth, Western Australia...........the Aussie Assult...........Jessie Lee!"

With the announcement of her name, Jessie descends down the rampway and proceeds to circle around the ring as she interacts with various fans along the way. Until she shifts her gaze to the ring, that is. With a sudden burst of speed, she slides into the ring and springs up to her feet; talking a metric ton of trash as she haphazardly throws her vest to the outside of the ring. Clearly this Aussie was here to fight!

Trey: Here is the favorite to win. The Horrorcore Champion herself, JESSIE LEE!

Case: How is anyone the favorite in this match? You are eliminated when you fucking bleed!

The bell rings as the combatants all begin fighting. Jason Ryan runs at Arcana and levels her with a massive clothesline. Narcoleptic Ninja still lays in the ring as Jason steps back he trips over the ninja. As he falls to the ground Richard Dweck slides out of the ring. He gets under the ring and pulls out a table. He sets it up and is met by a ddt from Jalen Prince. Jalen gets under the ring and grabs a bundle of light tubes. He lays them across the table. He drags De\weck to the apron as he hooks Dweck for his finisher, Heaven and Hell. He leaps off the apron and drives Dweck through the table. The referees check on Dweck and call for the bell.

Alara: Richard Dweck has been eliminated by Jalen Prince.

Trey: One down.

Case: I am in shock at that.

Back in the ring Jason Ryan is on his feet and is stomping on the Narcoleptic Ninja. The ninja wakes up and makes it to his feet. He does a few chops to the head of Jason Ryan. He runs into the ropes as Jason Ryan catches him with a discus clothesline. The ninja falls to the ground and seemingly falls asleep again. Ryan turns around and is met with a headscissor takedown. Sora Weaver lifts the Ninja to his feet as Jin Min-Jun sizes him up. He hits a kick to the forehead of the ninja as blood begins to flow.

Alara: The Narcoleptic Ninja has been eliminated by Jin Min-Jun!

Trey: He calls that Shot of Jin!

Case: I think that was the whole damn bottle.

Jalen Prince attacks Sora from behind driving him down with a facebuster. Jalen smirks as he looks at Jin. He mouths the words "Back down or suffer the same fate." Jin and Jalen begin exchanging rights and lefts. Jalen gets the upper hand and whips Jin into the ropes. He superkicks Jin, or at least attempts to as Jin catches his foot and sweeps the other leg out from under him. Sora Weaver makes it back to his feet as he yells for Jalen to turn around. He jumps off and hits a double dropkick to the face of Jalen who is busted open instantly!

Alara: Jalen Prince has been eliminated by Sora Weaver!

Trey: What a team Jin and Sora are making!

Case: They do know that tag team wrestling has never been Revo1's fprte right?

Jessie Lee runs and hits a huge kick on Jin Min-Jun. Jin is rocked to the outside of the ring. She walks over to Jason Ryan. Jason rakes the champion's eyes and hits the ropes. He hits a running knee to the face of the champion. She is rocked to the ground. She grabs her head and rolls out of the ring. Ryan yells for the referees to check Jessie for blood. Jin turns Ryan around. He smirks as he begins hitting some punches and kicks to the head of Jason Ryan. Ryan grabs Jin by the hair and slams him down. Ryan rolls out of the ring and gets under the ring. He comes back with a cheese grater.

Trey: What the hell is a cheese grater doing under the ring?

Case: You would be surprised what all can be found under there.

Ryan slides back in the ring and begins running the cheese grater along the head of Jin Min-Jun. The blood pours from his head as Ryan runs his hand along the blood. He smears some on his chest and laughs.

Alara: Jin Min-Jun has been eliminated by Jason Ryan!

Trey: This match is getting out of hand/

Case: Welcome to the DangerZone.

Ryan turns around and is blasted by a shotgun dropkick from Sora Weaver. Sora follows Ryan to the outside. We cut to another camera where Arcana and Jessie Lee have run into one another. The two women begin brawling. They exchange rights and lefts. They brawl through the crowd as we cut back to Sora Weaver and Jason Ryan. Jason has the cheesegrater in hand and is attempting to put it to the head of Weaver. Sora is able to grab Ryan's hand and bites deep into it. The referee calls for the bell!

Alara: Jason Ryan has been eliminated by Sora Weaver.

Trey: Biting!? Seriously?

Case: Anything goes!

The girls are still brawling through the crowd heading back to the ring. Arcana is tossed over the barricade as Jessie follows her. She smirks as she tosses Arcana into the ring and follows her. Arcana slowly makes it to her feet. Jessie runs and hits a Superwoman Punch across the face of Arcana. The referees check on Arcana as Sora Weaver hits a clothesline to the back of the head of Jessie Lee, knocking the champion down. Jessie rolls out of the ring and finds the fallen Jin laying there. She grabs a syringe from her tights and pulls some of the blood from Jin's wound into it. The referees all come to check on Jin as Jessie slides back into the ring. She squirts some of the blood onto Arcana. She sets it down and hooks Sora in a double underhook. She spins and drops his face into the mat. She retrieves the syringe and squirts some blood on Sora's head. She gets the referees attention. The ref checks Arcana and Sora and calls for the bell.

Alara: Arcana AND Sora Weaver have been eliminated by Jessie Lee.

Trey: Jessie stole this match. That wasn't Sora or Arcana's blood. That was Jin's.

Case: Regardless, Jessie Lee is STILL your Horrorcore Champion!

Jessie holds her title above her head as she taunts her downed opponents. She rubs some of the blood across her face as we fade out.

Last Edit: Apr 28, 2021 3:25:32 GMT -5 by Kylie Moore

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DangerZone : April 27, 2021 Apr 28, 2021 2:38:37 GMT -5

Post by Kylie Moore on Apr 28, 2021 2:38:37 GMT -5

Trey: The night of depravity continues as we now prepare for a Street Fight for the International Championship!

Case: I’d like to thank Kylie Moore for putting all these violent matches together for us tonight…

Trey: You’re just happy you don’t have to compete in any of them.

"What Have You Done Now" by Within Temptation hits as Samantha Voxx appears from behind the curtain.

Alara: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the International Championship…

Before Alara can continue any further, Anya Coyle suddenly appears from behind Samantha and lays her out with a vicious strike to the back of her head. Voxx crumples to the ground as the fans boo Anya’s actions.

Case: Looks like the Champion didn’t want to wait to get this match started.

Anya lays stiff kicks into the side of Samantha, sending her rolling down the ramp. As she gets to the bottom, Coyle picks her up and slams her face-first into the steel ring steps. Voxx bounced off the corner of the steps and fell backwards, already bleeding from a cut above her left eye.

Trey: Samantha is already busted open!

Case: If this was under our previous matches stipulations, Anya would’ve already won by now.

The champion picked up the challenger and rolled her into the ring, looking under the apron for some weapons. She pulled out a trash can, a kendo stick, a steel chair, until finally settling on a leather strap. Anya jumped up onto the apron and started to enter the ring but Samantha quickly cut her off, catching Coyle on the second rope and dropping her face-first into the mat with a Rope Hung DDT!

Trey: Samantha trying to fight back now!

With both competitors officially in the ring, Kenny Walker called for the bell, signaling the match was officially underway. Samantha picked up the leather strap and walked over to Anya, whipping her repeatedly in the back until her flesh started peeling from the abrasions. Voxx then sat on Coyle, wrapping the strap around her throat in a modified version of a Camel Clutch!

Case: I think Anya’s pre-emptive strike may’ve lit a fire under Voxx here!

Anya refused to tap as Samantha released the hold, not interested in ending this match that quickly anyway. Voxx threw the strap off to the side and unbuckled the Championship belt from Coyle’s waist. As Anya stumbled to her feet, Voxx drilled her in the head with it, leaving an imprint of the belts’ features in her forehead!

Trey: A brutal shot by Samantha!

Samantha threw the belt off to the side and ran off the ropes, bouncing back towards Anya and leaping into the air, landing on her with a Running Senton! Voxx transitioned into the cover as Kenny made the count. One… Kick-out!

Case: Wishful thinking by Voxx there, thinking she could end this one early.

Voxx stayed on the offensive, grabbing Anya and pulling her into the corner. Backing up, she charged in, looking for a Corner Cannonball but Coyle managed to roll out of the way as Samantha hit nothing but turnbuckle. Voxx staggered out of the corner into Anya, who dropped her with a brutal Snap DDT! Coyle followed this up by ascending the nearby turnbuckle and leaping off backwards, connecting on a picture-perfect Moonsault! Anna remained on top of Samantha as Kenny made the count once again. One… Two… Kick-out!

Trey: Samantha barely able to kick out there.

Case: Is there anyone that does a better looking Moonsault in Revo1? I really thought Anya had that one there…

Anya pulled Samantha up, talking trash to her, slapping her a few times, and then tossing her through the ropes and to the outside. Voxx landed awkwardly on her ankle as she hobbled back up to her feet. Coyle ran off the ropes and leapt through the middle rope, colliding into Samantha with a Suicide Dive that saw the back of Voxx’s head hit precariously off the floor!

Trey: Definitely seeing a new level of intensity from Anya here!

Coyle stayed on the offensive, pulling Samantha back to a vertical base as she slammed her head into the ring apron, grinding it back and forth on the edge, further opening up the cut above her eye. As Voxx tried to wipe the blood free, Anya turned and leapt into the air, placing her legs into Samantha’s gut and flipping her over back-first into the ring barricade with a Monkey Flip! The barricade buckled but did not break, meaning Voxx absorbed the majority of that blow as she rolled around the outside, now holding her spine.

Case: I think Anya might be trying to cripple Samantha here!

Trey: She definitely did not seem too happy about having to face her again, especially with her title on the line.

As Voxx rolled around in pain, Anya mounted Samantha, pinning her arms underneath her legs. Reaching into her boot, she pulled forth a small knife as Coyle got a twisted smile on her face. Before Voxx had any idea what was happening, Anya was digging the blade in to the back of her neck, causing her to scream out in agony.

Trey: Anya is stabbing Samantha!

Case: That’s legal… I think…?

Coyle pulled forth a vial and began to collect the blood of her enemy in it as Samantha screamed, kicked her feet, and tried to free herself from Anya’s evil clutches. Kenny came over to admonish Anya but one look from her and her blood-drenched knife and he knew better than to press it any further. Coyle slipped the vial and knife back into a safe place as she pulled Voxx back up and walked her back into the ring, rolling her back inside. Saying something to the referee along the lines of “are you happy now”, Anya slid into the ring only for Samantha to meet her with a Missile Dropkick that almost dislocated Coyle’s jaw!

Trey: Samantha got all of that Dropkick!

A replay showing just how much impact Voxx got with that full extension is played as Samantha grabs at the back of her neck, unable to fully comprehend the brutality of what Anya had just done to her. Sliding out of the ring, Samantha grabbed the steel chair and hurried back in as Coyle started to get back to her feet. Anya turned right into a brutal chair shot to the gut that doubled her over. Voxx followed this up with a spine-shattering smash to Anya as Coyle dropped to her knees, crying out in pain. Voxx set the chair up and pulled Anya into her body, twisting her body and dropping Anya neck-first onto the open chair with a Twist of Fate!

Trey: “Forest of Dreams”! Samantha hits the “Forest of Dreams” on Anya!

Case: Anya landed throat-first onto that steel chair!

Coyle writhed around the ring, grabbing at her throat as she began spitting up blood. Samantha quickly scurried into the cover as Kenny got down and made the count. One… Two… Thr-kick out!

Trey: I don’t believe it! Anya somehow kicked out!

Declaring this match “over”, Samantha pulled Anya up and positioned her up on her shoulders. She began to set Coyle up for the One Winged Angel but Anya desperately avoided the finishing move by raking the eyes of Voxx, temporarily blinding her. Coyle easily slid off Samantha’s shoulders as Voxx turned only for Anya to drop her with a Big Boot to the face!

Case: Samantha had Anya set up for the Fae Wings…!

Trey: But Anya able to escape the move; this is why she’s the International Champion!

Coyle went for the cover as Kenny made the count. One… Two… Kick-out! Anya heaved a sigh as she rolled out of the ring and grabbed a pair of kendo sticks and tossed them into the ring. Coyle grabbed her own and slid back in as Samantha grabbed one herself. The two did battle, wielding the kendo sticks like swords as the wood splintered off of them with each blow. Voxx swung for the fences but Anya ducked, drilling Samantha in the midsection with hers. Samantha managed to graze the back of Coyle but Anya evaded to the side again, slamming the stick into Voxx’s wrist. The two swung at each other again, the sticks shattering upon impact!

Case: Guess that ends the dual between the two.

The two looked down at the broken pieces in their hands, tossed them to the side, and immediately went out of the ring to grab more weapons. Samantha slid a table into the ring as Anya grabbed a C4 charge.

Trey: Hey… aren’t those for our deathmatch later!?

The two were back in the ring, holding their respective weapons like some weird game of rock, paper, scissors. Voxx awkwardly wielded the table as Anya laughed and threw the C4 at her. Samantha barely got the table up, using it as a shield as the C4 connected with the wood, exploding upon impact! Voxx tumbled backwards out of the ring as the shards of the table splintered in every direction.

Case: Samantha narrowly avoiding harm’s way there.

The two ended up back in the ring again with various weapons, this time with Samantha wielding a trash can while Anya had the trash can lid. Doing her best Captain America impression, Coyle threw the lid at Voxx, only for it to sail too high and float off into the crowd. Anya watched as it pegged some kid in the audience as she tried to stifle her laughter. Voxx charged forward, dropping the can on top of Anya and then following it up with a Superkick!

Trey: This has to be one of the strangest street fights I’ve ever seen.

Anya fell to the mat and squirmed her way out of the trash can, rolling to the floor as Samantha followed in pursuit. Voxx slammed Coyle off the announce desk, before throwing her on top of it. The announcers scattered out of the way as Samantha followed her opponent up onto it, positioning Coyle up onto her shoulders.

Trey: No! Samantha can’t be thinking this!

Case: Not on our announce table! Why can’t, for one night, we have it NOT be destroyed!?

Samantha laid out Anya with her One Winged Angel, dropping Coyle hard onto the table but the impact wasn’t enough to break it, much to the liking of Case.

Trey: “Fae Wings” on the announce table!

Case: But the table holds true!

Anya slumps off the table as Voxx appears upset that she was unable to put her opponent through it. Coyle tries to crawl to safety underneath the ring but Samantha doesn’t give her a moment of respite, pulling her back out and rolling her into the ring. Voxx jumps up onto the apron and hops up and down, looking for a high risk move as Coyle slowly staggers to her feet, a chain wrapped tightly around her fist. Samantha doesn’t see it as she jumps up onto the top rope and leaps forward, looking for a Springboard Forearm but Anya is there to meet her with a Knock Out Punch, the damage further accentuated by the make-shift steel gauntlet she was wielding!

Trey: Voxx looking for a high risk move there…!

Case: And got caught by “The Pledge” by Anya!

Coyle goes to make the cover but Kenny is quick to push her away, checking on Samantha and determining that she was no longer able to continue. The referee signals for the bell as he does his best to restrain Anya from doing any further damage to her opponent.

Alara: Ladies and gentlemen, you’re winner by knockout, and STILL the International Champion… Anya… Coyle!!!

Kenny tried to raise Anya's hand in victory but she brushed him off, going to retrieve her title from timekeeper’s area. Anya made her way up the ramp, looking back at the destruction as the medics tended to Samantha.

Trey: Another victory over Samantha and Anya is still the Revolution1 International Champion.

Case: They might want to find some new competition for Anya, for Samantha’s sake. Not sure how many more beatings like this she can take.

Coyle stopped at the top of the ramp and, with her left hand, raised the title high over her head, celebrating her victory.

Last Edit: Apr 28, 2021 2:39:42 GMT -5 by Kylie Moore

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DangerZone : April 27, 2021 Apr 28, 2021 2:38:48 GMT -5

Post by Kylie Moore on Apr 28, 2021 2:38:48 GMT -5

Trey: Not sure this match can top what we just saw, Case.

Case: Doesn’t get more brutal than the barbed wire death match but you never know, Trey; these two really don’t like each other!

You hear the beginning of “Gasoline” by Halsey and pink and blue fireworks go off on either side. Cerise appears at the beginning of the runway, dressed in her usual silver booty shorts, black webbed tights and a crisscross leather black halter top. As always, she is wearing her purple boots with a blue diamond on the back and a pair of black armbands with red stars on either arm.

Alara: The following match is a Steel Cage Match and is for the Legacy Heavyweight Championship! Making her way down to the ring, from the Forsaken, standing at 5’8” and weighing in at 120lbs… Cerise!!!

At the announcement of her name, Cerise smirks at the crowd and raises both hands into the air. She slams both hands down by her sound and the chorus of the song plays.

"And all the people say
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self-esteem, so you run on gasoline
(Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, oh)
I think there's a flaw in my code
(Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, oh)
These voices won't leave me alone
Well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold"

Cerise makes her way down the ramp way and slides into the ring, glancing up at the steel cage that lingers high overhead. A sick smirk appears across her lips as she laughs to herself.

Trey: Not sure I’d be happy about being locked inside a steel cage with the Legacy champion, Case.

Case: Well, she clearly knows something we don’t.

"Animals" by Architects begins to play over the loud speakers as the lights in the arena dim to complete darkness. Smoke begins to billow out of the entrance way as Damien “Khaos” Carter emerges from the back, walking into the center of the fog, the mist enveloping him as he keeps his head down. Damien wears a military style black tactical vest - the once onyx vest now faded into a color that better resembled the color of coal. On his hands, he adorns a pair of black full-finger tactical gloves. To complete the ensemble, he has a pair of black combat military cotton pants with a pair of black durashock side zip military boots.

Alara: And her opponent, from The Underworld, standing at 6’2” and weighing in at 245lbs… he is the Legacy Heavyweight Champion… Damien… “Khaos… Carter!!!

I do my best, but everything seems ominous
Not feeling blessed, quite the opposite

Damien slowly lifts his gaze, his focus going to the ring and his next opponent.

This shouldn't feel so monotonous
It never rains, but it pours

Damien quickly drops to a knee as flames erupt around him, prompting the arena’s lights to return to a normal ambiance.

We're just a bunch of fucking animals
But we're afraid of the outcome

Damien races down the ramp and slides into the ring, keeping himself in that prone position as he looks up at his opponent, darkness in his eyes.

Don't cry to me because the fiction that we're living in
Says I should pull the pin

Damien stalks over to a nearby corner and crouches down, patiently waiting for the match to begin.

Trey: Damien looks like all business here.

Mike D tentatively approaches Damien, asking him for the title belt. Khaos glowers at Cerise as he pulls the strap from around his waist and tosses it to the official. The referee lifts the belt high for the fans to see and then hands it off to the timekeeper as the cage slowly begins to lower.

Case: Few ways to win this match, Trey; the standard way of pinfall or submission…

Trey: Or escaping the cage.

Case: … you stepped on my moment.

Khaos remained crouched in the corner as the cage lowered itself into place, Cerise looking around as if seeing her situation for the first time. Mike D called for the bell as Damien pushed himself out of the corner and made his way to the middle of the ring. Cerise lifted her hands up into the air as if wanting a truce, before she started to skip around the ring, encircling Khaos.

Trey: What on earth is she doing?

Case: Who knows, she’s crazy… and I love it!

Cerise continued to move around the champion, singing a distorted version of “Ring Around the Rosie”. As she gets to the part where “ashes, ashes, we all fall down”, she lunges forward with a Superkick! Damien takes it right on the chin and drops to the mat as Cerise begins laughing again, holding up one finger.

Case: Cerise just dropped Khaos with one shot!

Trey: One cheap shot, maybe.

Cerise began skipping around the ring again when, suddenly, Khaos sat upright. She came to a halt as he pushed his way to his feet, turning to face her and cracking his neck to the side. Cerise seemed a bit perplexed as she went in for a hard slap to his face! He barely reacted to the blow, despite the skin on his cheek flushing red from the impact. Cerise swallowed hard as she looked around for something she could use against him. Kicking him in the gut, Cerise tried to move Khaos towards the cage but he remained unmoving, his feet planted firmly.

Trey: Obvious size advantage for Khaos here!

Cerise turned back towards him, irritated, as she kicked him a few more times, one of them hitting below the belt. This was enough to double him over as she dragged him forward, slamming his head into the cage. He bounced off the cage and immediately came right back to her, his eyes burning with hate. Desperate, she ran off the ropes and came bounding back towards him, only for him to spin and nearly take her head off with a Discuss Clothesline!

Case: Well, it was nice knowing you Cerise!

Trey: That may be all it takes, Case!

Khaos knelt over his fallen opponent, slamming his fist repeatedly into her face. Mike D did the cautionary five count before he needed to interject himself, grabbing Damien and pulling him off the smaller competitor!

Case: Mike D needs to watch himself here.

The referee admonished Khaos but Damien ignored him, pulling Cerise up to her feet. He sent her into the ropes where she came bouncing back, right into a devastating Spinebuster! Again, Damien mounted Cerise and began hitting her with closed-fist blows to her face! And, again, Mike D had to restrain him after he ignored his five count!

Trey: Khaos might get himself disqualified here…

Case: He’d still retain though, Trey.

Damien and the official began arguing as Cerise started cackling to herself, spitting blood out onto the mat. Khaos glared back over at her as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her to the nearby corner. Rudely lifting her to her feet, he wrapped his hand around her throat and began choking her out. The official literally pried Khaos’ fingers from around Cerise’s neck as Damien started to go after Mike D, stalking him into the opposite corner.

Trey: I’ve never seen Damien like this.

Case: Cerise has, clearly, gotten under his skin.

Once Damien was sure Mike D wouldn’t interfere any more, he turned and rushed towards Cerise, lunging at her with a Spear but finding only the ring post as, at the last second, she managed to hop up onto the turnbuckle.

Trey: Khaos wanted the “Hellfire” there…

Case: But Cerise narrowly avoiding the blow!

Cerise took advantage of the situation as she flipped over the prone Khaos, slamming his head down hard onto the mat with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb. Cerise remained in the pinning predicament as Mike D got down and made the count. One… Kick-out!

Trey: Cerise almost stole it there!

Case: You can’t count her out of this match, Trey!

Cerise laughed to herself as she held up her finger again; mocking Khaos that she had gotten a one-count on him. Enraged, he chased after her again as she ran towards the nearest turnbuckle. Damien threw his shoulder in once more but, again, Cerise was ready as she managed to hop up, twist over, and roll Khaos up with the Glitter Blizzard! Once more, Mike D made the count. One… Kick-out!

Trey: Cerise with another quick pin attempt.

Case: You get the feeling that she’s just doing this to anger him further, Trey.

Damien quickly got to his feet again as he began to chase Cerise around the ring once more. She bounced off the ropes and slid between his legs, forcing him to turn around. Cerise rebounded off the next set of ropes, looking to flip over Damien with a Kairopractor but Khaos caught her in mid-flip, sending her up vertically, catching her, and dropping her with a Pop-Up Powerbomb!

Trey: What a counter by Khaos!

Khaos went for the cover as Mike D got down to make the count. One… Two… Kick-out!

Case: Cerise not out of this one yet.

Damien went after Cerise again but she cowered behind the official, using him as a human shield. Every time Khaos tried to get around Mike D, she would move to the opposite side. Using this to her advantage, Cerise slipped her hand into her shorts, pulling forth a pair of brass knuckles. As Damien forcefully pushed the referee to the side, Cerise blasted him in the face with the hidden weapon!

Trey: Another cheap shot by Cerise!

Cerise quickly concealed the knuckles in her shorts once more as it was her turn to mount Khaos, throwing closed fists into the gash that had just opened on his face. Mike D, like he did earlier, pulled Cerise off of Khaos. Unlike Khaos, however, she didn’t appreciate being touched, as she grabbed the official and slammed him into the steel cage. Mike D crumpled to the ground as Cerise mounted the champion again; further opening him up until his face was covered with his own blood.

Case: Is this one of those “never mess with a woman scorned” learning moments for Khaos, Trey?

Trey: Cerise is just a sick, twisted, and deranged individual!

Leaving him in a pool of his own blood, Cerise looked over to see that the referee was still incapacitated. Realizing she couldn’t win via pin fall now, she wiped her bloodied hands off on her legs and decided to climb up the cage. Seeing what she was up to, Khaos began to stir as he rolled over, crawling to the side of the ring. As she neared the top of the cage, Damien forced himself to his feet and began to give chase.

Trey: Damien trying to cut Cerise off but it might be too little, too late.

As she started to climb up and over, she noticed that the champion was in hot pursuit. Rather than climb down and end the match, Cerise sat perched at the top, waiting for Khaos to catch up to her.

Case: Not sure I agree with this method, she had this match won.

Khaos gets closer to his victim as Cerise simply laughs at his efforts. Her laugh is short-lived however as he reaches up and closes his hand around her throat.

Trey: Oh no, he wouldn’t do this!

Cerise began to panic, kicking repeatedly at Damien’s head, further opening him up. After a few stiff kicks to the head, she leaned over and began slamming his head into the unforgiving steel cage, until he lost his grip and crashed down onto the mat below!

Case: Whew, that was a close one, now just climb down…

Trey: Doesn’t look like Cerise is done yet, Case!

Cerise stood up on the side of the cage, looking down at the prone champion lying below. A wicked smile on her face, she turned to face the crowd, before suddenly leaping backwards. She did a double-flip rotation before finally crashing down onto Khaos, hitting him with a Double Rotation Moonsault from off the top of the cage!

Trey: Cerise with “The Prophecy” from off the cage…!

Case: And we may have a new Legacy Heavyweight Champion!

Cerise stayed on the cover as Mike D collected himself enough to crawl over and make the count. One… Two… Thr-kick out!

Trey: Khaos barely kicked out!

Case: Ugh, it’s so hard to find good officials these days!

Cerise gave an irritated look at the referee as she got back on the offensive, mounting Damien and slamming into him again. He did his best to cover up, before tossing her aside. She rushed into so as to stay on the attack only for Khaos to quickly get to his feet and catch her, using her own momentum against her and slam her down onto the mat with a Tour of the Islands!

Trey: Khaos with the “Infernal Slam” from out of nowhere!

Case: Deperation move to be sure, but effective!

Khaos rolled into the cover as Mike D made the count. One… Two… Kick-out!

Trey: Cerise barely able to get that shoulder up!

Damien crawled over to a nearby corner, trying to wipe the blood from his eyes. He stalked after his prey as Cerise slowly started to get to her feet. Charging in, Khaos went for the Spear again only for Cerise to “absorb” the blow right into a Guillotine Choke!

Trey: Khaos went for the “Hellfire” again…

Case: But Cerise countered it into his very own submission move, the “Eternal Darkness”!

Trey: Can Cerise make Khaos tap out to his own submission!?

Cerise felt like she had the last laugh, until her much bigger opponent simply pushed himself to his knees, then to his feet. With a full head of steam, he charged towards the near turnbuckle, slamming her spine right off of it. Cerise released the hold as Damien propped her up onto the top rope, following after her. Standing her up-right, Khaos fell backwards, slamming her down onto the mat with a Suplex. He immediately rolled through, hoisted her up again, and planted her with a Falcon Arrow!

Trey: Superplex/Falcon Arrow combo and will this be enough to put away Cerise!?

Khaos remained in the pinning position as Mike D slid to the mat and counted her shoulders down. One… Two… Kick-out!

Case: Such big fight from a small competitor!

Damien, himself, seemed somewhat impressed in the resiliency within her as he wiped his face on the mat, leaving behind a deep crimson streak. Rising to his feet, Khaos lifted his hand into the air, signaling for his finisher. Cerise slowly got to her feet, using the ropes to pull herself up. As she turned, Damien wrapped his hand around her throat, preparing to hit the Chokeslam. But as if he lifted her up, Cerise managed to twist her body, kick her feet off the top rope, spin in mid-air and catch Khaos with a Rainbow Cutter!

Trey: “Fallen Hero”! “Fallen Hero”! Cerise just countered the “Cataclysm” into the “Fallen Hero”!

Case: We have a new Champion!

Cerise scrambled into the cover as the referee made the count. One… Two… Thr-kick out!

Trey: Khaos kicked out!

Case: No way! How did he do that!?

Cerise began slamming her head down onto the mat in disbelief as the fans started to get behind Khaos, making her even more upset. Starting to get irritated now, Cerise started to pull the near lifeless body of Damien up to his feet. Spitting in his face, she grabbed his arms and rotated his head into the small of her back. Before she could finish the rotation however, Khaos slipped his arms free and locked them under her arms, connecting his hands together at the bridge of her neck. Falling backwards, Damien dropped Cerise right on to the top of her head with a Dragon Suplex!

Trey: Cerise looking for that Rolling Unprettier…

Case: But Damien had it scouted.

Dazed, Cerise staggered up to her feet as Damien wrapped his hand around her throat, lifted her into the air, and sent her crashing down to the mat with the Chokeslam!

Trey: “Cataclysm”! Khaos hits the “Cataclysm” on Cerise!

Collapsing on top of her, Mike D got down and made the count. One… Two… Three! The referee signaled for the bell, awarding Damien the victory.

Alara: Your winner… and STILL Legacy Heavyweight Champion… Damien… “Khaos”… Carter!!!

Case: Got to admit Trey, Cerise put up more of a fight then…

Before Damien could celebrate his victory, the arena lights began flashing on and off, as if suffering from sort of power outage. Suddenly, they change to a dark red hue as smoke begins to billow out from the entry way.

Trey: What’s going on!?

Case: Wait… isn’t that…!?

Daniel Dream appeared at the top of the stage, looking down at the carnage in the ring. Dream didn’t come empty handed either as he had a barrel in his possession, dragging it behind him as he made his way down the ramp. Damien staggered to his feet as he looked over at Dream, wondering just what he was doing here. Suddenly, Anya Coyle repelled from a cable in the ceiling, landing right on Damien’s back. The impact was enough to drop him to a knee as Anya continued beating down on the back of the head of Khaos.

Trey: It’s Anya and Dream, what are they doing out here!?

Anya unhooked herself from the cable, wrapping the wire around Damien’s throat and choking him from behind as he struggled to catch his breath. Dream made his way to the side of the cage as he opened the door and rolled the barrel into the ring. Cerise managed to recover from the Chokeslam and, somehow, got to her feet, seeing the blindsid attack on her former partner. Walking over to Anya, Cerise spun her around, forcing Coyle to release her choke hold on Khaos.

Case: Looks like Cerise hasn’t forgotten about Anya’s attack on her after their match a few months ago!

The two women stare down each other as Damien turned, only for both Anya and Cerise to lay him out with a Double Superkick!

Trey: What the hell!? Cerise and Anya just attacked Khaos!

The two women started laughing to each other as Cerise made her way over to the barrel. She began to set it up as Dream went over to the timekeepers table, grabbing the Legacy Heavyweight Championship and a microphone. While they were doing this, Anya knelt over Damien, some sort of blade in her hand. She started digging the small knife into the same spot Cerise had opened Khaos up earlier in the match, forcing a stream of blood to pour out. Coyle chuckled to herself as she collected his blood into a vial, lifting it up and admiring it under the crimson lights.

Trey: What is going on here, Case!?

Case: Whatever it is, it doesn’t look good for Khaos.

Dream got into the ring as Cerise began pulling things out of the barrel, laying them down in front of the wounded champion. Mike D seemed to try and get them to stop whatever they were planning but all he got for his troubles was a Knockout Punch from Anya!

Trey: Anya with “The Pledge” on Mike D and this has gone too far!

Making sure all was in order, Dream pulled Damien up, hoisting him up onto his shoulders. Pushing him off, he sent Khaos’ face-first right into his knee, hitting him with a Fireman’s Carry Knee Strike!

Case: “Go To Sleep” by Dream and I think it’s safe to say that Khaos is out cold!

Damien seemed to be stuck in animation, barely able to stand. Cerise followed this up with a shot to the gut, doubling him over. She hooked both his arms behind his back as Anya and Dream got on either side of him. The two helped Cerise lift Khaos up before she slammed him down face-first into the mat with the Slapjack!

Trey: The “Mother’s Helper” and this is a damn three-on-one assault!

Cerise grabbed a match and threw it into the barrel, lighting it on fire. Dream tossed her the mic as she looked down at the motionless body of Khaos, before directing her attention to the items laid out before him.

Cerise: So as I’m sure you’ve all noticed, there’s been a bit of a change in my attitude lately. And you all may think that it has to do with the Champion turning his back on me; and you’d be right… sort of. See, Anya here… she showed me something the last time we were in the ring together. She showed me that you don’t need to wait around for your opportunity; you can simply TAKE it! I tried to fight it – tried to be the good little soldier, for you… for him…

Cerise looked down at Khaos with a look of disgust on her face.

Cerise: But what did that get me!? Nothing! And when I got hurt again, when Miles-A-Way knocked me out, well… he actually knocked some sense into me and I knew exactly what I had to do.

As Cerise talked, she began to pick up things that seemed to have sentimental value to her relationship with Khaos and drop them into the fire.

Cerise: Like any toxic relationship, I needed to purge the infection from my system. So consider this my baptism by fire! No longer do I need anything that reminds me of my time with you, Damien. No longer do I want anything to do with the PsyKhotics! I have a new family now…

Cerise knelt down, picking up Damien’s favorite “Twisty” the bear. She laughed as she looked it over, before raising its left paw into the air.

Cerise: Consider this my initiation into… the Left Hand!

Trey: Oh no! You’ve got to be kidding me!

Case: They’re like Hydra; they lose Dorian Rhodes only to pick up Cerise in his place!

At the mention of the Left Hand, Damien seems to stir as he looks up in time just to see Cerise toss the teddy bear into the fire. Khaos grits his teeth as Dream hands over the Legacy Heavyweight Championship.

Cerise: Now unlike Anya, I don’t care about gold all that much. Hell, even if I had defeated you tonight Damien, this title was still going into the fire. Because it’s about sending a message my dear “friend”… and that message is this…

Anya and Dream wrap the cable around Damien’s left wrist as Cerise holds his title over the flames.

Cerise: Join us or… on behalf of the dark… watch your world burn!

The cable started to pull Khaos into the air as Cerise dropped the Legacy Heavyweight Championship into the flames. Damien tried to free himself but was unable to do so as he dangled some ten feet off the ground. Once Cerise was satisfied, she kicked the barrel over as the three Left Hand members exited the ring, watching as the mat light ablaze while Damien remained suspended above the fire!

Trey: We need help out here, right now!

Case: They’re going to burn him alive!

Dream, Anya, and Cerise all walked up the ramp way and got to the top of the stage, before turning back around and simultaneously raising their left hand as Khaos swayed helplessly back and forth, trying to avoid the flames. Stagehands rushed down to try and put the fire out as the three members simply laughed at their futile efforts.

Trey: The Left Hand is back, Case!

Case: And, apparently, more dangerous than ever!

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Post by Kylie Moore on Apr 28, 2021 2:38:56 GMT -5

The camera pans around at the new look of the ring, its ropes currently replaced with barbed wire as various C4 charges have been put in place on the ring posts and on tables set up at ringside.

Case: Can you feel that, Trey!? That excitement in the air! Woo-boy can’t wait to see the violence of this one!

Trey: Almost have to wonder what Chelsea and Aphrodite might’ve done to deserve this type of match!

“Inferno” by Mrs. GREEN APPLE hits as Aphrodite IX comes out to the stage.

Alara: The following match is a Barbed Wire Deathmatch and is for the Sin World Heavyweight Championship! Making her way out to the ring, standing at 5'8” and weighing in at 155lbs… she is the challenger… the Suicide Queen… Aphrodite IX!!!

Aphrodite rocks out to the song, clapping hands with people as she makes her way in. On hitting the ring apron, she does a springboard into a front roll, throwing up some devil horns as she bounces to her feet.

Case: She might want to not get too excited with those C4 charges in the ring, Trey; might accidentally set them off while “rocking out”.

"Chelsea" by STEFY hits and the fans cheer as Chelsea LeClair walks through the curtains, poised, confident, and determined to make things happen in this match; the Sin World Heavyweight title firmly around her waist.

Alara: And her opponent, from Ocean City, New Jersey, standing at 5’6” and weighing in at 128lbs… she is the Sin World Heavyweight Champion… Chelsea… LeClair!!!

The fans cheer for their champion as she begins to walk down the aisle. She soaks in some cheers a bit as she gets to ringside and at this point, she's all business as she slides into the ring. Soaking things in a bit more, she climbs up the corner to the second rope with a smile, taking the title off from her waist and raising it into the air as she points out to the crowd before she hops back down to the corner. She takes a long look at her title before finally handing it over to Mick Thunderbird. The official stumbles to the middle of the ring and lifts the title up high for the fan base to see as Chelsea leans against her corner, locking eyes with Aphrodite IX.

Trey: These two women worked beautifully together last week on Legacy but, now, they’re on opposing sides here!

Case: And by “worked beautifully together”, you mean Chelsea left Aphrodite to fend for herself the majority of the match before swooping in at the end as the big savior.

Trey: You and I both know that she was attacked backstage before the match, Case.

Case: Oh, right, did they ever figure out who did that?

Trey: Like you don’t know; anyway, these women will have 15 minutes to try and get a pinfall or submission before the ring explodes.

Case: I always did like fireworks, Trey.

Mick delivers the belt safely to the timekeeper as he drunkenly tries to go over the rules of the match with the two competitors. Aphrodite tried not to breathe in the noxious fumes from the official as Chelsea, herself, seemed a bit put-off by the unnatural odors emanating from the official.

Trey: For the life of me, I don’t understand why management hasn’t fired Mick yet…

Case: Would you want to officiate a Barbed Wire Deathmatch, Trey?

Trey: … good point.

Mick called for the bell as the two female competitors circle around each other, both a bit distracted by the brutality of the ring. They do their best to keep away from the barbed wire ropes while, also, glancing over their shoulders at the turnbuckles laced with C4. One wrong move and it could be… BOOM!

The girls both jump in shock as they turn to see Mick staggering out of the corner, his back smoking from where he had leaned against the turnbuckle, accidentally setting off one of the C4 charges. He seemed to say something to them about “being okay” before doing a Ric-Flair-like flop onto the mat.

Trey: Annnnnd he’s already down.

The girls exchange looks again, before shrugging their shoulders and locking up. Chelsea seemed to be the better of the two in technical wrestling as she managed to flip Aphrodite down onto her back with a Headlock Takeover, locking her arms around her neck and squeezing. Aphrodite found a way to slip away from the hold as she got back to a vertical base while Chelsea simply smirked at her opponent.

Case: Maybe some mind games from the Champion here?

The two lock up again as, again, Chelsea seemed to get the better of Aphrodite, this time twisting into the air and slamming her down with a Cross Armbreaker. Again, Chelsea kept the hold applied, wrenching on Aphrodite’s arm a bit before the challenger managed to free herself from the submission hold.

Trey: Aphrodite known as more of the high flyer, she’s going to need to engage in more of her style of wrestling if she wants to have a chance in this one.

Aphrodite slammed her hand on the mat in frustration as she got back up once more, again locking up with the Champion. For the third time, however, Chelsea was able to get the better of her as she looked to irish whip her into the barbed wire ropes. Aphrodite managed to slam on the breaks just before connecting as she teetered closely to the flesh-ripping wire. She turned around only for Chelsea to be right on her again, grabbing her face and slamming her chin right down onto the top of her head with a Jawbreaker!

Case: Chelsea all-over Aphrodite right now!

Aphrodite popped back up and staggered backwards, somehow managing to stop herself as her back grazed against the barbed wire. Chelsea look to punish her further by rushing in but Aphrodite managed to side step and send the Champion through the ropes! LeClair barely avoided the barbed wire as she crashed hard on the outside.

Trey: This might be the opening Aphrodite needs!

Realizing this as well, Aphrodite took a few steps back, before rushing forward. Using her momentum, she managed to do an inverted flip over the top rope, crashing down onto Aphrodite on the outside with a Fosbury Flop!

Trey: Amazing athleticism by Aphrodite there!

The fans all cheered for the daredevil antics as Aphrodite looked over to a nearby table, a C4 charged placed underneath it. Pulling Chelsea up, she delivered a few stiff kicks and forearms, positioning her onto the table. Not done yet, Aphrodite went under the ring and pulled out a steel chair. LeClair tried to get her bearings but a quick swing from Aphrodite and she was on “dream street” as the steel connected with skull!

Case: That sounded like a gun shot just went off!

Aphrodite told the front-row fans to move back as she hopped up onto the ringside barrier, the steel chair still in hand. She raised the chair high in the air, before pressing it against her chest.

Trey: What on Earth is she up to now Case!?

Taking in a few quick breaths, Aphrodite did another inverted flip into the air, looking for the Shooting Star Press, but Chelsea managed to roll out of the way at the last second! LeClair dove to safety as Aphrodite went crashing through the table, setting the C4 off in a violent explosion!

Trey: Aphrodite looking for the “Arcadia”…

Case: But no one was home!

Smoke and splinters scattered around the ringside area as Chelsea recovered on the ground, looking through the haze, trying to spot her opponent. As the dust began to settle, Aphrodite could be seen amidst the carnage, clutching at her ribs.

Case: Looks like the steel chair absorbed the majority of that explosion!

Trey: Thank goodness for that!

Chelsea scrambled over to Aphrodite and rolled her into the ring, hoping up onto the apron. She lay in wait as the challenger tried to find her footing once more. Turning around, Aphrodite could only watch as LeClair leapt up onto the top rope and flew through the air, crashing into her with a Springboard Crossbody! LeClair lay on top for the cover as Mick recovered enough to make the count. One… Two… Kick-out!

Case: Good to see Mick is okay, Trey…

Trey: Seemed like a bit of a slow count to me though…

Chelsea seemed to agree with Trey as she looked over at Mick, who simply burped an apology. LeClair rolled her eyes as she pulled Aphrodite up to her feet, bringing her over to the nearby set of ropes. She threw Aphrodite into them, positioning her so that her arms were twisted up in the barbed wire, trapping her in place! Chelsea used her brawler background to tee off on Aphrodite, laying stiff body blows and punches to Aphrodite as she remained helpless to protect herself.

Case: A bit of viciousness coming out in Chelsea, I like it!

A few of the fans booed at LeClair’s actions, possibly swaying her to end the punishment as she freed Aphrodite from her predicament, her face and ribs bruised, a few open wounds on her arms and wrists where she had been tangled up. Pulling Aphrodite towards the middle of the ring, Chelsea swept the leg and dropped her onto the back of her head with the STO, transitioning into the cover once more. One… Two… Kick-out!

Trey: Still no quit in Aphrodite!

Chelsea clapped her hands together, demanding a faster count from Mick, who simply looked at her and mumbled something to the fact that she “was acting like his mother”. LeClair looked to end this as she went over to the nearby turnbuckle, carefully climbing it so as to not set off the C4 charge. As she started to climb to the top rope, her back was to the ring, so she didn’t notice Aphrodite struggling to get to her feet. Out of desperation, the challenger leapt towards the nearby ropes, punishing herself in order to force Chelsea to lose her balance. LeClair slipped and found herself crouched onto the top turnbuckle, a look of fear in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and waited for the charge underneath her to go off but, thankfully, it never did.

Trey: Looks like Chelsea dodged a bullet…

Case: Only to run into a buzzsaw, Trey!

Trey, like the rest of the fan base, suddenly noticed what Aphrodite was up to. Chelsea warily spun around, so as to see where her opponent was. Unbelievably, Aphrodite was now balancing herself up on the nearby ropes. Before LeClair could react, Aphrodite bounced off the ropes, spinning in air, and wrapping her legs around Chelsea’s head. Her momentum sent both of them spiraling off the turnbuckle and towards the ground below, where a C4-charged table lay in waiting. The two crashed through it as Aphrodite completed the Phoenix 720 Canadian Destroyer!

Trey: Oh my God! The “Cascade x Inferno”! Unbelievable move by Aphrodite!

Case: She killed her! She fucking killed her!

The explosion rocked the arena as once again, the smoke and shards of wood flew up into the air. “Holy Shit” chants rang out from the packed arena as medical personnel scampered down the ramp to check on both competitors. The top of LeClair’s head seemed to have taken the brunt of the explosion as blood cascaded down her face, while Aphrodite rolled around, holding onto her buttocks, which seemed to be a tad-bit singed.

Case: Talk about your pants being on fire…

Trey: Now is not the time, Case! Aphrodite may’ve just killed Chelsea!

After a long time of assuring the doctors she was okay, Aphrodite was the first to her feet, to a rousing standing ovation. She tried to “walk off” the agonizing pain as she glanced up at the clock, seeing that five minutes remained before everything went to hell. As much as she tried to hurry things along, they seemed to be taking their time with making sure Chelsea was still able to compete.

Trey: Aphrodite in a hurry to get this match restarted.

Case: Can you blame her, she just pulled off an insane move like that and now they won’t let her capitalize!

LeClair seemed to say something to the fact that she was “okay”, which immediately prompted Aphrodite to pick up her opponent and roll her back into the ring. Instantly, she scurried in and went for the cover as Mick made the count. One… Two… Thr-kick-out!

Trey: Chelsea kicked out!

Case: See… told you… the medics just cost Aphrodite.

Aphrodite appeared to be in shock as Mick held up four fingers to her, before realizing that he was seeing double and lowered the other two. Aphrodite pulled Chelsea up by her blood-soaked hair as it was now her turn to tie the champion up, wrapping the barbed wire ropes around her arms. Aphrodite lay into her with stiff kicks and forearm shots, drawing some blood from LeClair’s nose and ear. Like before, the fans seemed to boo this heinous action, forcing her to release Chelsea from the ropes, the champion falling lifeless to the mat. Aphrodite used the tip of her boots to roll LeClair onto her back as she checked on the timer again. Seeing that she still had over 3 minutes remaining, Aphrodite ascended the nearest turnbuckle, sizing her opponent up. Making sure she had her balance, Aphrodite launched herself off, flipping through the air and crashing down on top of the champion with a 630 Senton!

Trey: A vicious “Entropy” from the challenger!

Case: And that may be the killing blow for the champion!

Aphrodite remained on top of Chelsea as Mick got down and made the count. One… Two… Thr-kick-out!

Trey: Unbelievable! Chelsea did it again!

Case: How is she still able to compete!?

Aphrodite grabbed at her hair in frustration as Chelsea’s face was now a crimson mask, her eyes blinking away the blood as it flowed freely over her beautiful features. Glancing once more at the timer, Aphrodite pulled the champion up, positioning herself behind her. Crossing LeClair’s own hands across her throat, Aphrodite pulled Chelsea backwards, dropping the champion’s back-first onto her knees with a Straightjacket Lungblower!

Trey: Aphrodite with the “Nocturne” and will this finally be enough to pick up the victory!?

Aphrodite quickly went for the cover, hooking the leg as her eyes went up to the timer that now ticked past the 2 minute mark. The referee goes to make the count; One… Two… Kick-out!

Case: And still Chelsea won’t die!

Trey: Is it me, or is Mick’s counts getting slower!?

The challenger quickly got to her feet and delivered a few stiff kicks to the champion before going back over to the nearby turnbuckle once more. She leapt up onto it, taking a brief moment to glance over at the timer. Trying to “beat the clock”, Aphrodite flew off the top rope once more, twisting through the air, looking for the Red Arrow! But Chelsea, with perhaps her last bit of strength left in her, managed to kip up and catch Aphrodite on the way down with a Jumping Cutter!

Trey: Aphrodite went for the “Arcadia Shattered”…!

Case: But Chelsea managed to counter!

Trey: And now both women are down!

The clock hit the 1 minute mark as the fans all got to their feet, anxious to see what would happen next. Aphrodite was first to her feet, grabbing at her neck as she looked over to see how much time was remaining. Going over to Chelsea, she began to pull the champion up when LeClair grabbed Aphrodite’s legs and pulled her down to the mat. Before Aphrodite knew what was happening, the champion was clamping down on her legs, locking in a Figure Four Leglock!

Case: Chelsea going for the “TTFO”!

Aphrodite started writhing around, trying to escape the hold as Chelsea did her best to keep it locked in. The challenger screamed out in pain as she reached for the barbed-wire ropes, clawed at the mat, tried to turn onto her belly, anything to get out of the submission hold. LeClair, using all the energy she had left, arched her back and bridged up, applying more pressure and locking in the Figure Eight Leglock!

Case: She’s got it locked in! Chelsea has the “TTFO” locked in!

Aphrodite screamed in agony as her hands went over her face, trying to hide from the excruciating agony. The clock hit the thirty second mark as the fans began to start counting down with the timer.

Case: Aphrodite with no-where to go, she has to tap out!

Trey: Unless she can hold off until the timer goes off, Case!

Case: But then both women would be caught in the blast!

Trey: Exactly!

25 seconds left… Mick got down and checked if Aphrodite wanted to quit…

20 seconds left… Aphrodite refused to tap out as she defiantly screamed at Chelsea…

15 seconds left… Mick began to panic and tried to exit the ring only to get caught up in the barbed wire ropes…

10 seconds left… All energy seems to drain out of Chelsea as she was unable to keep her back bridged, her body slumping to the mat…

5 seconds left… Aphrodite, realizing that the tension was no longer as tight on her legs, tried her best to untangle herself and get to safety…

Trey: They need to get out of there!

Case: It’s too late!

The timer hits “0” as a series of C4 explosives around the ring and under it go off, both women and the referee caught in the destructive blast! The fans all hold their ears and try to see through the fog of destruction, their first visual being Mick’s charred body hanging through the barbed wire ropes.

Trey: Oh my, we’re going to need help out here for Mick!

Case: Forget about Mick, what about Chelsea and Aphrodite!?

As the smoke began to settle, the aftermath of the explosion is a horrendous one as both female competitors lay motionless in the ring, bleeding from various fragments that were embedded in their flesh, as well as their skin burnt wherever the explosions had connected. At further glance, it was noticed that one woman had an arm draped over the other! With the current referee down and requiring medical attention, Hollie Michaels sprinted from out the back and slid into what was left of the ring, dropping down to make the count. One… Two… Three!

Case: Wait, what just happened!?

Trey: Looks like this hellacious match is finally over, Case!

Case: But who won!? Can Hollie do that!?

Hollie went over to the ring ropes, making the announcement to Alara as the referee was handed the title belt. Walking back to the ring, Hollie knelt down beside the victor, handing them the Sin World Heavyweight Championship.

Alara: Ladies and gentlemen, you’re winner… and STILL Sin World Heavyweight Champion… Chelsea LeClair!

Trey: Chelsea did it! She retained!

Case: I still don’t know if this should count, Trey; Hollie wasn’t the official referee in the match.

Medical officials attended to both the survivors of the match as Chelsea gripped tightly onto her championship belt.

Trey: Aphrodite with one hell of a showing tonight but Chelsea LeClair proving, again, why she is at the top of the mountain on the Sin brand!

Last Edit: Apr 28, 2021 2:41:26 GMT -5 by Kylie Moore

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