Friday December 11th 2009
Toyota Center, Houston, Texas

[We cut into the arena and the fans are on their feet, cheering, thrusting their signs into the air. The theme to Exile blasts over the arena, as the camera pans away from the stage, over the ring, over the commentators and into the cheering crowd. The camera then pans around the arena to see the signs held by the fans, with the signs in an arrange of colours and messages. The director of the show picks out his favourite: "KIBBY4LYFE!", "I hope 3WL wins!" and "Crystal used to be my neighbor!" are just a select few. We cut to JLT, sitting next to her is the return of her old partner Leah, who receives a pop from the audience as the two commentators appear on the video screen. A picture of Keisha Buchanan is visible as Leah seems to have a smug smile on her face.] JLT: Yes...hello and welcome to Exile! We're coming to you live from our old Friday night slot for one night only and this promises to be a spectacular show! We have an amazing celebration of DU history this weekend on Sahara, and it all starts right here. As you just saw, Leah is back with us! Leah: I know, you couldn't last one week without me could you? Do you wanna know what I did with my two weeks off? JLT: I don't know, watch Soul Food? Leah: OMG Jamie, that is so racist! No! I didn't watch Soul Food?! I spent the whole two weeks watching Disney movies intertwinned with Quentin Tarantino movies. It was an experience and now like I feel like I truly understand what Divas Unleashed is. It's Jasmine getting an ass kicking from The Bride! JLT: Right. Well, anyway, this week we'll be doing two shows and the first tonight promises to be a whole night of wonderful as our main event sees Madison Seton taking on Veronica Valiant in singles action after the drama last week! Leah: What drama? Oh yeah, did you see me lay the smackdown on Felicity? She was cowering in her Lobous when I saw her backstage. She knows how to act now though. I put her well and truly in her place. She won't be actin' like a fool no more. JLT: Well, Felicity is without a contract and tonight she's taking on Totally Radd, her own partner! And she invaded 3WL? Did you see that? Leah: Nobody watches 3WL, Jamie, come on. Well, about ten people do...but that's double the viewing figures for Ring of Beauty. JLT: Well 3WL weren't happy about the divas comments towards them so now I'm worried that there's going to be some bad blood tonight. After the last Exile, literally anything can happy! I mean, Tequila is back now! Leah: That was overshadowed by my return though. Plus I ribbed the divas as a welcome back present to myself. I put on my Twitter that Cheryl Cole's hair had lost it's volume, you should have seen the mass panic backstage, it was hilarious. JLT: Well, it's very nice to have you back! Leah: Well, Shane practically begged me to come back. JLT: He did? Leah: We ran into each backstage at Vegas and he said he liked my bag and the colour of my nails, he could see I had it goin' on...you know them G's, they always be hollerin' especially them hot ones. Everywhere I go...Brooklyn, Atlanta, Houston to New Orleans. When Shane saw me he was like "Yo, Leah, let me call you" and I was like "you breakin' my focus boy, you cute, and you BAWLIN- JLT: This didn't happen did it? Leah: No... [The camera cuts backstage to see Team Tara in their dressing room, all sitting in different areas of the room. Radd is perched on the couch, her legs folded, as she wears another fashion monstrosity. On the opposite end of the room is Felicity, her arms folded, she sits on the wooden floor with her back against the wall. Aphrodite sits in the middle of the room, on the edge of Tara’s desk, as Radd and Felicity shoot each other silent but deadly looks. Felicity clears her throat.] Felicity: Aphrodite, please tell Radd that she looks more like a Moomin troll than usual today. Radd: Aphrodite, please tell Felicity that I can rip out cheap extensions just as well as I can rip out real hair. [Aphrodite picks disinterestedly at her nails.] Tara: Listen, ladies. [The camera pans to reveal Tara Lee standing in six-inch pumps in a striped black and white dress that looks like it was straight out of the 60s and dripping with expensive diamonds.] Tara: I know you two are against each other tonight but you need to remember how loyal I have been to you. I remember how loyal you have been to me and I’ve rewarded you, so I need you two fine competitors to take it easy on each other tonight. Felicity: Tara, what are we supposed to do about all of those 3WL hoodies for sale outside the building? Can’t you get them banned? Even the Blonde Ambition protestors are BUYING those shirts! They’re so stupid… Tara: I can’t get them banned. I don’t have that power anymore now that ugly skank Tequila is back in town! I’ve always hated her, even when I pretended to her bff, I never stop loathing that vile creature. I have to be careful but I am smart, I know how to get rid of her! Shane demoted me to some retarded General Manager position but don’t worry, I will be President again soon…. [Radd rolls her eyes.] Radd: …how do you plan on doing that? Your career is over isn’t it? You screwed it up. Tara: No, Radd. I didn’t mess anything up, it’s just a minor…bump…in the road. Our team is so much better than Team Tequila though and I have some good ideas on how we can send them a message tonight. We’ll have them fearing us in no team and soon enough, they’ll all abandon Tequila. She’ll be on her own. Everyone on the roster knows that I have turned this place around. [The room is cut with awkward silence. Radd stares at Aphrodite as Felicity thinks for a second and then follows through with the tone she knows Tara wants to hear.] Felicity: Oh you have! You’ve done so well! But seriously, those hoodies…not cool. Get- Tara: JUST IGNORE THE HOODIES! You have your match on 3WL next week but there’s nothing to worry about tonight because nobody from 3WL is smart enough to show up on one of our shows, so you need to focus, dahlings, focus! Otherwise we will lose. Trust me, I’m a MANAGER! Felicity: Okay, geez. We trust you. [Tara sighs heavily, seemingly annoyed that power and her untouchable status has slipped from her by two worthless assistants opening a closet.] Tara: I need to see what sort of bullshit that idiot Tequila has come up with in her interview, I know she’s going to try and slander me! Ugh! Where is that moron Barracuda? I need her to get the lawyers ready. Aphrodite: Tara? Tara: What?! [Aphrodite looks offended and then looks down, as Tara’s face flushes red with a mixture of emotions.] Aphrodite: Oh well, nevermind… [The camera pans backstage and we see Gay Bandit hitting on one of the cute camera men. In the background we see a tall blonde woman walking around in a daze.] Gay Bandit: What gym do you go to? You must go quite often, look at those guns! [The woman stumbles into a table and leans on it. Gay Bandit and the camera look in the woman’s direction.] Gay Bandit: What in the… omigod it’s Luna! [Gay Bandit motions for the cameraman to follow him and both run over to Luna.] Gay Bandit: Luna! Are you okay? What happened to you?! You disappeared after your match last week… are… you… okay? Oh Christ! [Luna stumbles forward a little and collapses onto the floor as Gay Bandit fails in trying to catch her. Bandit looks up into the camera with a look of confusion. Suddenly, he tenses up as a leather stiletto walks in front of his face. The camera pans upwards from the stiletto to reveal the back of a bald African woman wearing designer clothing.] Woman: Christ? Not quite… [Gay Bandit slowly gets up and backs away.] Gay Bandit: It’s… [The camera pans around to the front of the woman’s face.] Lilith: Lilith. Now if you’d excuse me… my… friend, and I are running late for an appointment. Come along now Luna. [Lilith bends down and throws Luna’s arm around her shoulder.] Lilith: We’re not quite done with you yet. [Lilith pulls Luna up with relative ease to the shock of Bandit who stares with his mouth open. Lilith proceeds to pull Luna down the hallway as a crowd of divas and backstage crew has amassed to see Lilith’s return.] [We open backstage...wait, no we don't. Not unless our clashing Presidents have agreed to massively increase the budget allocation for First Aid, anyway. Instead, we appear to be looking at a hospital ward, all sterile white curtains and threadbare metal beds, filled with the beeping of electrocardiograms and the squeak of nurses' soles on rubber flooring. The harsh, buzzing fluorescent lights cast everything in a deathly pale pallor, and the occupants of the beds make no sound save the occasional racking cough. It is a grim, depressing place.] [The camera moves, pushing gently through one of the curtains - and there, laying unmoving on another nondescript bed, is our American Heroine, Laura Seton. She shows no outward sign of injury, but her face looks too serene to be natural; not a single line is creased by Laura's usual ungodly rage. This seems to be a private place; maybe we should leave...] [Wait! Voices...] ???: She's been moved here? ???: Yes, she's out of danger now, although we'd like to keep her under close observation for another few weeks, in case of any...unforeseen problems. ???: I see. May I, um...have a moment alone here? With her? ???: Well...it's not exactly proper protocol, but...I suppose we can make exceptions for special cases. You did say you were close to her? ???: Oh yeah, we're VERY close. Thankyou. [The camera gets jostled to the side as the curtains part again, and a shadow falls over Laura - a feminine shape, but tall, much too tall to be her sister. As the first voice comes once again, in a mother's soothing tone, a pale hand reaches out to gently stroke Laura's unmoving cheek...] ???: I suppose it'd be dramatic to say, "How the mighty have fallen", but...I never had you earmarked as 'mighty' to begin with. [Finally, the camera pans up to show the woman's face...and if it weren't already obvious, it is our current Unleashed Champion, Veronica Valiant. Her white-blonde hair gleams under the lights, contrasting sharply with her all-black, almost funereal attire. She smiles lightly as her hand moves away from Laura's cheek and traces the edges of the bed and the equipment mounted beside it.] Veronica: Now...what do we have here? [An IV drip, its needle buried in Laura's forearm, has caught Veronica's attention. She runs her fingers along the wire leading up to a packet of some unknown clear liquid...and then squeezes, tightening thumb and forefinger around the wire, cutting off the flow of liquid into Laura's arm! Veronica looks back down at Laura's face, which remains impassive and motionless throughout this...] [...And then releases her grip with a sigh.] Veronica: Nah, there's no fun in making it that easy. [Leaning down, Veronica braces her hands on either side of the bed and lowers her face to within an inch of Laura's, as if trying to make eye contact through miss Seton's closed lids. Her voice is low but no longer soothing.] Veronica: The last thing I want is to turn you into a martyr, felled by an attack you had no defense against, giving more fuel to the impulsive likes of Kooper and Blonde Ambition...no, I need you to come back to me, with vengeance in your heart, so I can put you down again and show the futility of such things. So get well soon, Laura - but not too soon... [Leaning forwards, Veronica gently places a kiss on Laura's forehead, then whispers into her ear; the camera moves forward to catch her words.] Veronica: I wanna have some fun with Madison first. [Giggling to herself, Veronica stands up straight again, and with a final pat of Laura's shoulder, she turns to leave her rival to sleep her days away in a dreamless delirium...] Singles Match Felicity vs. Totally Radd JLT: Tequila will be loving this next match, it's two of Team Tara's highest ranking members taking on...well, each other! This will be very interesting to watch, there's been some tension over the last two weeks and tonight, it will all get released in the ring! Leah: Ew? I can't wait for this. Oh look, is it Felicity? Oh how funny. I'd imagine she'll be struttin' out her in her old, circa 2001 Louis Vuitton shoes...hehehe...Louis V. THAT IS A LAUGHABLE BRAND OF SHOES. JLT: I wonder if Tara will be out here? I doubt it, she'll probably not want to show bias to either of these women but she better hope that they're still in the same team after this. It's four versus four in their little battle so for Radd to leave the team, it would be disastrious for Tara. Leah: Yeah, Felicity won't. She's so far up Tara's ass she's coming out of her mouth....Louis V, haha, that is hilarious. JLT: It would have been better if you had said Walmart shoes, then the viewers would actually get what you're going on about. Leah: Oh fuck that, this is DU. We are high fashion. Radd's a former model. She knows all the terminology. Both Divas start to eye each other up, not knowing what to do. But out of nowhere Felicity clotheslines Felicity down to the mat, she takes control of the match right of the bat getting a stiff kick to the midsection of Radd. Felicity not caring that this happens to be one of her team mates wastes no time in sending crashing outside the ring while she stands tall posing for the crowd. Leah: You know Felicity thinks she's some sort of...sexual being. She's not. She looks like expired milk. The camera focus in now on the grounded Radd who is shown getting to her feet slowly, she gets inside the ring under the ropes only to be stomped away repeatedly by Felicity. She takes Radd by the hair with force and raises her up, smirking Felicity slaps Radd across the face leaving a face mark on her face. The fans boo her as she just shrugs it away like it meant nothing to her. JLT: Felicity is heartless in the ring, she's very much a person who can weed out the pros from the...from...what are you doing now?! Leah: What? Oh, I'm not watching this crap. I'm on iTunes. I'm trying to buy that app that tells you where your car is parked, you know, like on the commercials? I should so advertise for Apple products! Hi, I'm Leah...and I'm a PC. Windows 7 was MY idea. JLT: Will you focus?! And that's Microsoft, you fool! Felicity who is scheduled to face the self-proclaimed Urban Angel of Divas Unleashed former 2 times Unleashed Champion, Star, on Forsaken Destiny looked to be showing that she is more than ready to face the legendary Diva on the PPV. Now with Radd positioned on the top rope, Felicity climbs on top and nails onto Radd a perfect Hurricanrana…Felicity covers… JLT: Nice move from Felicity, she's not letting Radd get a shot in at the moment! Leah: Much like her gang bangs. JLT: ...what? Stop being so immature. 1.… ….2 3.….No..Radd gets her hands up just in time. JLT: Radd is not someone to let a victory slip from her hands, especially since she seems to have a problem with Felicity and now is the perfect time to humilate her for the second week running! Felicity now getting to her feat stomps away at Radd who tried to cover herself from the shots. It was clear that Felicity didn’t care that this happened to be a team mate. Kicking Radd in the midsection now Felicity looked to be setting up Radd for her F-Bomb, but Radd ends up blocking it with a quick kick to the back of the head of Felicity as she was over Felicity’s shoulder. JLT: Radd's countering! Leah: Go Vlad! Now getting some offence in the match, Radd gets a kick to the back of Felicity and then runs to the ropes, she hit’s a running dropkick to the face of Felicity. Radd then pulls Felicity into a DDT and then goes for the pin. JLT: Here comes Radd with a DDT! Leah: She already did it, Jamie, keep up... 1.… 2 Felicity gets her hands up just before the third count, Radd who looks frustrated goes to grab Felicity by the hair, but gets planted with a front faced neck breaker. Upset Felicity starts to stomp like crazy not letting up, she picks the groggy Radd and places her over her arms and hit’s a quick Snap Suplex but Radd reverses it and slams Felicity into the mat. Both women lie on the canvas, plotting their next move. Not taking time to breath, Radd hops up and begins to kick Felicity repeatedly in the face and then drops a knee onto Felicity's forehead. Radd, on her knees, then goes to stand but Felicity grabs her and Felicity applies her deadly Extortion Lock on Radd who struggles to get out of it. Finally the ref sees that Radd seems to be unconscious and not responding to his voice, he calls the match off declaring Felicity victorious. Leah: BOO, YOU WHORE! JLT: Felicity put Radd in that dangerous submission and Radd refused to give up but she had to succumb to her- Leah: Lack of oxygen and bad fashion sense? Yes, that will do it in the end. John Roe: And here is your winner via submission…FELICITY!!!! Leah: …finally, I forgot how hideous-looking Felicity is in the flesh. JLT: Wait! Wait a minute! Somebody from the audience is running into the ring! Make that two people from the audience… Leah: Ooh, is it Mary Mary?! I used to love Mary Mary! [Two persons from the audience jump the barrier, both are wearing 3WL ‘Serena Royale’ hoodies. Both have their heads covered, protecting their identities. Without missing a beat, like people who’ve done this many times before, the two are over the railing and sliding under the bottom rope into the ring.] Leah: It’s two of those people who are wearing that Serena Royale merchandise! They just jumped into the ring, behind Felicity! JLT: Uh oh!! Wait, they aren’t attacking her. The first one is taking her hood off... It’s Serena! Leah: WILLIAMS?! JLT: Serena Royale! The 3WL Sky High Champion! The woman Felicity and Tara attacked on the last 3WL show! Serena Royale is here for her revenge. Leah: That little girl is Serena Royale? That’s a champion in 3WL? No wonder Felicity picked a fight with her. She looks like she’s barely out of high school. The other one isn’t any taller. Maybe a little wider, but they’re still midgets! JLT: Well you know what they say about things that come in small packages. Leah: No, I wouldn’t know. I’ve never dated the same men you do. JLT: -Sigh- I mean, I saw the fatal four way that Serena Royale was in to win that Sky High Championship. She maybe the smallest in the ring, but believe me she was the meanest of the bunch. She german suplexed the former champion onto the time keeper’s bell to win that championship! She will do whatever it takes to win! Leah: And I guess that means attacking her opponent before their match in a sneak attack? I like her! JLT: Well, technically Felicity was the first one to sneak attack. More specifically, Tara rushed into hit Serena with a steel chair from behind, once the challenge was made. Hey. The other one is taking her hood off, it’s Nicky Silver, the 09 Athena Champion in 3WL. Leah: I’ve never heard of either one of these girls. You sure they’re professional wrestlers? JLT: You sure you’re a professional announcer? A real professional learns about the subject they cover. Leah: Did you not hear me when I said I watched Sleeping Beauty and Jackie Brown earlier tonight? JLT: Hold on, seems like Ms. Royale didn’t come to attack Felicity from behind like she did, it looks more like the Sky High Champion is just here to confront her challenger. [Serena unzips her hoodie, displaying the Sky High Championship proudly wrapped around her waist. An evil smirk spreads across her face as she reaches behind, Felicity braces herself. Serena lurches forward suddenly making Felicity suddenly step back. Laughing, Serena reveals a microphone. Nicky Silver doubles over in laughter at Felicity’s newfound embarrassment. With an even wider smile now Serena brings the mic to her lips. Trying to speak, Serena is forced to wait as the audience is laughing along with Nicky. Felicity shoots the audience an evil look, as if trying to remind them that they are supposed to be with her.] Serena: Woah! Woah! Felicity, calm down. I’m not here to attack you. I’m not going to stoop to your level. Instead I came to confront you, and tell you I understand and I forgive you. JLT: What?! Leah: She forgives Felicity? I think that’s a first. I still hate that bitch. JLT: Felicity crashed her shining moment, her title win, then embarrassed her federation, and she forgives her? [The crowd is temporarily stunned. Radd leaves the ring, bored of this and refusing to help Felicity out.] Felicity: You forgive ME, you little you troll?! Leah: You know I've never seen the word troll used so much to describe someone other than Beautiful Maiden. Serena: - Calmly, the smile never leaving her face - Yes, I forgive you. Because I understand. Felicity: That chair shot from Tara made you more stupid than you were bef... Serena: I understand because you’re... pathetic. Felicity: What?! Serena: Y’see, it took me quite awhile to figure out why you came out on MY time! To a completely different wrestling federation you don’t belong to. Why, if you have an issue with some other wrestler, you’d attack me instead of them. But I couldn’t figure out why. I don’t know you from any other old ass over the hill, well past their time bitch who has to call themselves a diva to add some class to their tired trailer park ass. Hell, I don’t even know who loved and revered Star, and I couldn’t give a shit! So why would you attack me? Why would you want the Sky High title as opposed to the US or World title? Certainly those are more impressive. Then I did a little house show to fulfil a commitment, stepped out to the crowd, and was cheered. [Serena pauses.] Serena: I WAS CHEERED! No one cheers for me! I take pride in their jealousy of me! And they cheered for me! Which made me realize something. If people will cheer me, because you attacked me, you must be one colossal asshole! I mean you have to be an asshole of such incredible proportions, you’d rate your Fox News Network show. So, why did you come after me, and the after the Sky High title? Because you’re a sad pathetic coward! I mean come on! The 3WL World champion doubles as a spokesperson for the AAARP. She fights with Wilford Brimley for commercial endorsements! Our US champion is some equally old and obscure has been like you! Leah: She speaks a lot of truth. Serena: Yet you came after the Sky High title. You claim you want to make a statement, bring the Sky High title here, do what Star couldn’t. Why not win the World championship and bring it here, that would really embarass the 3WL, and do what Star didn’t and bring it here. [Felicity attempts to answer, but is met with ‘the hand’.] Serena: I’ll tell you why. It’s the same reason why you won’t face Star directly. You can’t! You’re a coward. A waste. I’ve seen the comments your fellow Divas say about you! How if you’re representing the fed, they are all in trouble. [Felicity takes a step forward now, visibly pissed, her hands balled into fists. Serena never takes a step back, still smiling.] Serena: Fact is, you NEED me! Felicity: I NEED you? Serena: Yes, your sorry tired old ass, sees me and realizes the truth! I am the future. The next generation, the new blood! You, you’re the past! You can see for all the dreams you had, you never accomplished what you wanted! This Star chick is supposedly a hall of famer, you, ...you’re a footnote in the world of apartment wrestling! You’re another past their prime, who desperately wants to be remembered for something, but can see their time in the spotlight fading. You need another ride in the spotlight, and want to do it on a youngster’s back. A cougar who wants to be a cheetah! A has been who still wants to be. Well, I’m sorry! [Felicity death-stares Serena.] Serena: Come December 20th, at the Staples Center in Los Angeles, at the 3WL’s 7th Anniversary show, I will make you the embarrassment of Divas Unleashed! That will make my statement in professional wrestling! Not because I beat you. Hell, I’m sure that’s easier than finding your number on one of the men’s bathroom walls here. No, my legendary accomplishment will be making you an even bigger embarrassment than you already are! [Serena pauses, smiling.] Serena: Now that’s something!! [The crowd begins to cheer Felicity swearing, steps forward to punch out Serena. Only to be met by Nicky Silver who cuts her off, smiling as well.] Serena: Woah! Woah! Like I said, Nicky and I aren’t here to fight! I leave the cheap shots to you. Now, I came to say I forgive you, and thank you. JLT: Thank Felicity? Leah: Yes, for making Serena look better-looking by comparison… Serena: Look around this arena! What do you see? This is a Divas Unleashed show, and you have people sitting there, wearing MY merchandise. They are wearing a 3WL wrestler’s merchandise, at a Divas Unleashed show! Congratulations! You’ve made me a mint! You’ve made a hated 3WL wrestler popular in DU! Bravo! Go Team DU! Or wait, go Team 3WL, since you’ve made me so popular! Who’s side are you on? [The crowd really begins booing, but not the 3WL wrestler. The usual comments of hatred towards Felicity start flying. Only this time, for once they actually seem to bother the DU superstar the slightest. Felicity just stands there, looking at the crowd, she then turns, her eyes thinning to slits.] Serena: Now if you don’t mind, I’ve said my piece, and I’ll go! But if you want to call your step mom out, the one who hit me with the chair, Nicky and I will be more than happy to embarrass you... NOW!! JLT: Ha! She called Tara, Felicity’s step mom. Leah: Felicity's real mother is Joan Collins...fact! Probably... [Visibly shaking with anger, her mouth curled hurling obscenities, Felicity lets Serena and Nicky roll out of the ring. Serena does a her trademark polite little girl curtsy, as she pats her Sky High Championship. Placing their hoods back on, the two disappear into a sea of other Serena Royale hoodies, Serena’s laughter barely heard over the crowd.] JLT: Wow. Leah: We should have 3WL over more often. [The camera cuts backstage to the Team Tequila locker room. Shane has vacated it, too much estrogen in one room, and due to the presence of Kibby. Star sits, looking bored, watching the monitor whilst Crystal Deymonaz sits next to her, showing her things on her iPhone of which Star could care less about. KibbyD, too, is using her pink sparkle phone to text people frantically. Holly Wentz, who is serving as a mediator between both Tara and Tequila, runs around like a headless chicken, trying to get all her work done.] [And finally, Tequila stands nervously, rubbing her hands together in a tight black dress with her peroxide hair messily flowing, seeming to have lost a lot of weight whilst she’s been away. Tequila then approaches Kibby, who is busy giggling at the text she just sent to her myriad of best buds. Tequila stops in front of her but Kibby refuses to look up, too engrossed in what Keisha has most likely said.] Tequila: Kibby, how are you? KibbyD: Max kisses, babes. [Tequila looks confused.] Tequila: Yeah I can’t do this. Holly, come here! [Holly Wentz stops what she’s doing, sighing and walks over to Tequila, standing by her side. Kibby wonders what’s going on and then checks to make sure her hair is perfect. Tequila whispers to Holly.] Tequila: What is she saying? KibbyD: Doll? Holly: Do you not understand her? Tequila: No, it’s like she’s speaking a foreign language! [Kibby giggles, looking around as Holly looks at Tequila like she’s a moron. Tequila then turns to Kibby and gets her attention back as Kibby seems to have wandered off in her mind, probably thinking about fashion. Tequila clicks her fingers in front of Kibby’s face and thinks about her words carefully.] Tequila: Kibby. I wanted to talk to you about our history and seeing as you’ve decided to join our little team, I want you to know that I’m not going to stab you in the back and I am grateful to have you as an ally. KibbyD: OMG totes. That boosh is sooo 2k doll. Holly: Kibby agrees that the nature of her avocation has brought her in contact with individuals which has caused her to act foolishly of her own moral code and considers that without moving on to a prosperous future with you, it would be an irreparable loss. Tequila: Well, good. I don’t tend to hold grudges… [Holly Wentz begins to cough.] Tequila: Umm, did you see who is opening the show in Dallas, Holly? Anyway, I don’t have a problem with you anymore Kibby. I’m focusing on Tara now, as far as I’m concerned, she’s a wolf in cheap clothing. I don’t want any of our history to come up between us because we need to be focused on Tara and for you, getting back at Aphrodite. We should be united, not divided, so there’s no hard feelings. KibbyD: Hawt! It won’t like max awk with us as I am soo, like, Team Tecky doll! DANGER! [Tequila turns to Holly, again. Holly smiles out of irritation.] Holly: KibbyD understands your point of view and she too believes that this is a fight of gargantuan proportions. Tequila: Well good! I’m glad we worked it out! KibbyD: HAWT! [Tequila glances at Holly. Holly raises her eyebrow, speaking in a dry tone.] Holly: Hot. [The camera pans to Luna sitting at a table with her head down and a deck of cards laid out in front of her in a darkened locker room. She rolls her head from side to side, as if trying to pick her head up, but the weight of her skull is too much for her neck to handle. The camera pans across the table to Lilith, who sits flipping a penny into the air. She lets out a sigh.] Lilith: Luna… Luna darling… you can end this now, if you simply accept my proposal. You’ve have over a week to decide. After everything I’ve shown you, don’t you want the chance to align yourself with real power? Luna: …I… [Lilith sits up at the sound of words coming from Luna’s mouth and rushes around the table to her.] Lilith: Yes! Yes darling… speak! What is your decision?! Luna: …no. [Luna’s head falls onto the table and Lilith grimaces and pounds her fist on the table.] Lilith: Fine… you’ve made your decision. I’ll have to accept that. We… could have had EVERYTHING… but you just REFUSE to see… so. Farewell Luna. [Lilith places the penny down on top of Luna’s deck of cards and grins.] Lilith: You’ll be needing that for the ferryman. [As Lilith grabs the back of Luna’s scalp and lifts Luna to her feet. Luna limply stands in Lilith’s grasp when suddenly the door to the room bursts open from Holly Wentz’s body flying through it. Holly doesn’t notice Lilith and Luna and jumps back up and pokes her head out the door, looking out into the hallway in both directions. Holly then screams out into the hallway.] Holly: Krysta! I saw you push me!!! I could hear your knock-off pumps clacking behind me! [An echo from down the hallway.] Krysta: THESE ARE REAL!!! [Holly dusts herself off and walks out of the room, completely ignorant that Lilith and Luna stand behind her. Lilith rolls her eyes and we can faintly hear Luna chanting. Lilith looks towards Luna and her eyes widen as the ceiling begins to creak.] Lilith: What in the… [One end of a light fixture that hangs from the ceiling snaps and swings towards Lilith and Luna! Lilith jumps out of the way, pushing Luna away from her in the process. Luna rolls across the floor and begins crawling towards the door. Lilith charges back to grab Luna, but the light swings back and hits her in the back of the head, sending her to the ground as the glass bulbs shatter and fall to the ground. Luna reaches the door and rolls out into the hallway and pulls the door shut by grabbing the bottom of the door. Lilith is heard screaming from inside.] Lilith: Luna… LUNA! OPEN THE DOOR! What… is that… [Smoke suddenly begins seeping out from under the doorway. Luna sits up against a wall and Katie & Travis Kooper are seen at the end of the hallway, waiting to go out for their match. When Katie recognizes that it is Luna, she and Travis run down the hallway and pick Luna up off the ground, not noticing the smoke coming from underneath the doorway.] Katie: Luna! Are you okay? [Luna’s head falls back and Katie eyes Travis.] Katie: MEDIC! [Katie grabs Luna’s legs and Travis holds Luna’s shoulders as the carry her down the hallway to some stagehands as the camera pans back to the ring to see Crystal Deymonaz beginning to make her entrance.] Singles Match Crystal Deymonaz vs. Katie Kooper JLT: I hope Katie makes it out here! We have Katie Kooper taking on Crystal Deymonaz next, the fans are going to find it difficult on who to support in this. Katie is immensely popular but so is Crystal! Leah: Well, Crystal’s fanship has dropped off since she became sober. All her alcoholic supporters have turned their back on her! JLT: That’s not fair, it’s good that Crystal is living a clean life. Alcohol is the worst drug of all, she should be admired for her courage. Leah: What? I wish I was high right now. You don’t know the disappointment I felt once I realized Tara was talking about cigarettes in her smoking policy. If only we had a Jamaican in charge, it would be legal to smoke the magical stuff while on the job… JLT: Do you ever do anything other than racially stereotype? Leah: What IS there to do besides that? The referee calls for the bell and quickly Katie nails Crystal with a spear down to the mat floor. The crowd cheers her on as Katie now takes control of the match by force taking hold of Crystal by the hair to raise her up. Katie nails a jab to the side of the head of Crystal and then sends her across the turnbuckle. You see her brother Travis outside shouting at her as Katie now has Crystal up on the top turnbuckle. She climbs, but Crystal punches her on the side of her stomach with all her strength almost sending Katie to the ground, Katie starts to stagger almost losing her balance on the ropes but manages to hold on to Crystal for leverage. Leah: If only those ropes weren’t there, imagine that! JLT: It wouldn’t be wrestling then, would it? Crystal seeing that Katie wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer headbutts her off to the mat and then with force comes down on her with a fierce Leg drop from the second turnbuckle..She covers her quickly… JLT: Here’s a cover! Leah: Fierce! ..1 …2…. ….Katie though manages to her foot on top of the rope right before the three counts. Crystal now with the offence picks up Katie from the ground and decks her over the head with some elbow jabs; she whips her to the ropes and then nails her with a beautiful Lou Thez Press that made the crowd cheer her on. Crystal goes for the cover again, but Katie manages to get Crystal off her before the ref could begin the count. Going to the outside for a breather, Travis tends to his sister, but out of nowhere Crystal comes flying from the ring hitting both siblings with an Asai Moonsault. The crowd goes wild from it and Crystal doesn’t stop her assault on Katie. She takes her by the hair and slams her head in the ring steps and you can hear the thud sound as Katies’ head connects with the steps. Having seen enough Travis yells for the ref to stop her getting the attention of Crystal who blows him a kiss, this gives Katie an opportunity to get in a good elbow to the stomach of Crystal sending her backwards. Leah: Do you think that’s how divas abort babies backstage? Nah, they must be able to afford the procedure. Half of them have been knocked up by Pauly Shore, no doubt. JLT: Joking about abortion? A new low, welcome back, Leah! Leah: Thanks! Checking on her head Katie eyes Crystal up who was now going to get back the attack, but seeing her coming Katie sends a powerful gut kick to the sternum. Crystal falls to the ground breathing heavy trying to get some air back on her system this ends up giving Katie another opportunity who grabs Crystal by the hair and quickly plants her with a Twist of fate on the outside floor. Katie not wasting time grabs hold on to the groggy Crystal and deposits her inside the ring. Once inside Katie raises up Crystal who was still groggy due to the Twist of fate and gets in her Three Amigos suplex. JLT: Here we go! I’m loving this match! With determination Katie gets in some good kicks to the back of Crystal and some hard knees as well. Crystal yells in pain as she takes hold of her back in agony and she crawls to the corner post. Eyeing her in the corner posts Katie smiles and then runs toward the still groggy Crystal who had her back to her while she used the corner to raise herself up. Katie looked like she was going to nail Crystal with her knees to the back of Crystal, but Crystal sensed that she was coming managed to turn around just in time to nail Katie with a beautiful Springboard Kick to the face. Leah: Ugh, gorgeous! With the upper hand Crystal picks up Katie. She punches Katie a couple of times across the face for good measure and then goes to finish her, taking hold of both Katie’s arm she gets in her Evil Majesty (Double Arm DDT) and goes for the count Leah: I love how the referee is called Hank Krass. Like the word crass but with a K. We should give more referees names, they’re so faceless. How about…Drew Peacock? Or Teresa Green? JLT: Crystal nailed it there, here’s a cover! 1…. ….2 …..No, just before the referee counts the 3 count just barely Katie manages to get her hand up. Both ladies now looked to be out of it using the ropes for leverage to help them up. Crystal manages to get to both her feet first and slowly gets to where Katie was, she gets in a kick to the back of Katie who was now half way to her feet, and then gets in another kick but Katie retaliates with a slap to the face of Crystal. Leah: …and then I slapped a bitch, she holla’d UHH! The ladies looked to be having a slapping contest sending the crowd to a roar, Crystal slaps Katie back and Katie once again backslaps Crystal. Both women looked to have lost a lot of energy as you can see each slap was getting weaker, taking a breath them both get in some air before locking up once again, Katie gets the upperhand on this one and knees Crystal in the stomach and then gets in an elbow to the back of the neck of Crystal, Katie runs toward the ropes and as the tired Crystal tried to get herself up Katie delivers a Flipping Neckbreaker to the out Crystal. Katie signals the crowd calling in her A Long Kiss Goodnight (Moonsault) Finisher. With all the strength she had left in her, Katie manages to get all the way on top and leaps into a flawless Diving Moonsault, but as she was about to connect, Crystal gets in her knees up and Katie collides onto them looking like she almost cracked a few ribs in the process. JLT: Katie has to be careful not to injure herself too much before Forsaken Destiny! She has a huge match coming up, this was supposed to be an easy contest for both women but they are really showing their worth tonight! Leah: Travis has finally taken his eyes off my boobs. That man wants me soooo bad. He wants me, he wants me, and I’ma give it to him…AYOOO. JLT: You don’t even like that song. Leah: I know…but I so would. I would do Travis so good. He is scrumpdiddiliumptious! Travis from the outside looks on worried for his sister, and the crowd goes nuts as Crystal manages to get herself up, she sees the down Katie and runs to the ropes letting the crowd know what was coming up next, she flips from the ropes and lands on her feet switching it quickly to a Standing Moonsault, the move she calls “The City Of Crystal” JLT: Ut-oh! Leah: That move is so 2004. She nails it…Crystal goes for the cover… JLT: Crystal has the pin! 1….. ….2 ……3!!!! John Roe: Here is your winner….CRYSTAL…DEYMONAZ!!!! Crystal gets herself off Katie and crawls to the outside of the ring. She looked tired and drained from the match but nonetheless she had a smile on her face from the victory. JLT: Unlucky for Katie there, that was a close fight but it is Crystal who walks away the winner tonight. She looks pleased with herself, I’m sure Totally Radd and the rest of Team Tara are watching this intensely. Leah: Please. Do you think I should go offer Crystal a celebratory glass of sambuca? JLT: No! Leah: What? Or should I go offer my womb to Travis? JLT: Oh you should! Go make a fool of yourself! [The camera cuts backstage to see Team Tequila waiting for Crystal Deymonaz to exit the arena. KibbyD looks around, bored, seemingly wanting to see if Bandit is around to do something fun with but Tequila is forcing the team to stick together having had experience with Tara’s antics in the past. A sweaty Crystal Deymonaz exits the ramp as the members in the team applaud her as she comes down the steps and smiles at having won her match.] [Tequila and Crystal hug, as Star refuses to have a sweaty woman be pressed up against her. KibbyD seems to get ignored by Crystal and then looks offended, pulling her best ‘don’t you know who I am’ look in Crystal’s direction. The foursome then begin to head back to their locker room.] Crystal: I cannot wait until I beat Radd at FDV. KibbyD: When WE beat Radd, sweets. Crystal: Yeah, I just hate her and that stupid haircut. The woman has no dress sense and I feel like I need to slap her just for that alone but she just has this horrible, self-righteousness about her? Ugh, such douchery from one person who looks like fashion took a crap on her. KibbyD: What about! What about! What about Aphrodite! Huh? Yeah, she’s boosh! [Star stops walking and turns to KibbyD.] Star: What the hell does boosh mean? KibbyD: Oh like, it’s like saying bullshit, doll. Star: Did you make it up? KibbyD: OMG totes. It’s Kibbzspeak! Yay! [Star nods slowly.] Star: ….awesome… [The foursome reach their dressing room (yes, they were walking and talking the whole time like the West Wing) and Tequila pushes the door open only to come to a halt. KibbyD looks around and then frowns as Star and Crystal glance at each other.] [The camera pans to see the dressing room completely trashed with the divas clothes on the floor and cut-up and various items from the divas suitcases found on the floor, including Crystal’s various bedroom toys which have been broken in half. A tiara lies crushed into pieces in the centre of the room whilst Tequila gasps, spotting a smashed gold disc in the corner.] [Tequila walks up to it and picks it up, looking like she’s on the verge of tears.] Tequila: They… [Tequila puts a hand to her chest.] Tequila: They broke my gold disc from Bulgaria celebrating 10,000 copies of Make-Up Bag being sold! How could they do that?! KibbyD: Aww, like MAX AWK BABES! [Crystal, Star and Tequila all look at Kibby with a raised eyebrow, complimented with an eyeball stare.] KibbyD: OMG! [Kibby then gasps and sees some of her designer dresses from various celebrity endorsements cut up in the corner. She picks up a Valentino top which has been cut-up as Crystal takes a seat on the couch but then falls straight through it. Star looks around.] Star: This is so immature. Why would they do this? They’re too scared to actually come and face us? Felicity always was a coward. Bitch in every sense of the word. Tequila: I swear Holly locked the room! Star: Well, she’s working for both sides isn’t it? So is Barracuda, so they’re just going to obey whatever you or Tara tell them to do. Tequila: It’s not their fault… Star: I’m sure we can probably strike them back where it hurts though. Do you have any acid? I have an idea. In fact, I have lots of ideas… [Before Star can progress with her idea, KibbyD gasps.] KibbyD: OMG! [Kibby then turns around, wearing a top which has arms cut up badly by scissors to reveal flashes of Kibby’s flesh and the material over the boobs cut out in circular shapes, to reveal Kibby’s red bra underneath.] KibbyD: Hawtness! [Kibby then struts out of the room, wearing her modified top like it’s the new height of fashion. She passes Crystal Hilton in the hall-way.] Crystal Hilton: Ooh, nice top Kibbs! Love it! KibbyD: Thanks doll! The camera pans over to backstage as we see Katie Kooper and Madison Seton backstage talking about something, as Madison was set to take on Divas Unleashed Champion Veronica Valiant, Madison was pacing back and forth as Katie was trying to calm her down. Katie Kooper: You need to chill out girly; you're going to make a hole in the wall from pacing back and forth. Madison: I was fine the last two weeks but the nerves are back! I had this whole plan set up. My friends helped me last night. I looked at what Veronica's done. But it's like it's all left my head! Katie understood why Maddie could be a little nervous though; going one on one against the Unleashed Champion. That was big. Katie Kooper: Just do what I told you to do Madison and you'll be fine. Keep focused on Veronica and not let her take the advantage. I believe in you and I know you can beat her. (Madison smiles.) Madison: Thanks, Katie. This means so much to me. I know you're still deciding if you want to actually help me outside of just something like this, but I really appreciate your advice. Katie Kooper: I already told you it's no problem at all Maddie, and I'm here for you whenever you need the help; as far as my answer goes..I'll let you know by the time your match is over. I've been still thinking about it, still the last thing I need is Laura getting in my face about helping you out. Katie shrugged, the advice she gave Maddie was bascially the same advice that Travis always gave her and Katie just passed it over to Madison. Hopefully it works. Katie Kooper: Keep with the plan you made, all you gotta do. Just hope for the best. Singles Match Madison Seton vs. Veronica Valiant JLT: Madison Seton has the biggest match of her life right now, she’s going to go head to head with the Unleashed Champion. Following Madison’s actions last week, I can imagine Veronica Valiant is pissed that Madison ruined her homecoming celebration. Leah: I know, did you see that statue? People have already started vandalising it I think. It was being cleaned the other day because someone wrote “wank” on one of her feet in large letters. Some people are so immature… JLT: Veronica seems to evoke strong opinions with her actions over recent weeks, she seems to have shown no remorse for her treatment of Laura and she just generally rubs the fans the wrong way. I’m expecting a chorus of boos when she walks out tonight. Her celebration last week was sickeningly self-indulgent, we don’t need a 50 foot statue of her. How much do you think that cost? Leah: I know, we probably spent half of the budget enlarging Veronica’s boobs. I admire her courage. Meredith i- JLT: Madison. Leah: Madison probably doesn’t even have her own Facebook group let alone her own statue! [The opening guitar rifts to a shortened "Joker and the Thief" by Wolfenstein sound. After a few seconds, the drum beats of the song kick in, at which point Madison appears in her attire and flip-flops. She makes her way to the ring with a grin on her face and upon reaching it, climbs up the steps and into the ring. She removes her flip-flops just before the lyrics of the "modified" version of her song kick in.] John Roe: The following is a match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Oshkosh, Wisconsin, weighing in at 123lbs...MADISON SETON!!!! [Madison holds her head high and raises her right arm in the air, as if in celebration, with a wide smile on her face as she takes a lap around the inside of the ring then turns towards the turnbuckle closest to where she entered and hops on the lower rope, holding the second rope with both hands as she looks into the crowd, taking in their cheers for her. Madison jogs diagonally across the ring to the corresponding turnbuckle and hops on that the same way as the earlier one, again looking out in to the crowd with a smile before hopping down and awaiting her opponent] [As "The World Is Not Enough" by Garbage begins to play, the audience becomes shrouded beneath royal blue mood lighting, whilst blazing white spotlights illuminate the entire ramp. Once the lyrics kick in, Veronica struts out from the back, paying no attention whatsoever to the fans, with Jun Takada following behind her at a respectful distance, only darting to her side when one of her numerous phones or pagers goes off. Just short of the ring, Veronica will stop and lazily extend a hand to Takada, who in turn hands her a pen and a clipboard loaded with insurance forms, none of which Veronica bothers to read before signing them and handing them back. She hops up the steps, saunters across the apron and makes to step into the ring but instead pauses momentarily, to gaze out over the audience in disdain. Then, finally, she steps into the ring, before stepping to her corner and reclining lazily against it. Not once does she spare her opponent a glance during this.] John Roe: And her opponent, from Greenwich Village, New York, accompanied to the ring by Jun Takada, the reigning Unleashed Champion...VERONICA VALIANT!!! [The referee calls for the bell as Veronica Valiant stands, almost looking disinterested, whilst Madison looks nervous. Veronica seems to have the thoughts of last week running through her head, possibly to conjure up some motivation, as Madison shakes her head and begins to bounce alternatively on her feet to warm herself up and get herself into the right psyche for the match.] Leah: Oh Meredit- JLT: Madison. Leah: Madison. Look at her thinking she’s Brock Lesnar. She’s more like a poodle than anything else. [The fans begin to cheer “Madie! Maddie! Maddie!” as Veronica rolls her eyes, seemingly getting a flashback to Divacide where the crowd surprisingly backed Laura. Veronica then quickly approaches Madison, more quickly than Madison would like, and yanks Madison forward into a tie-up. Veronica then executes a quick snap suplex and stands up, glancing at Jun Takada who looks on proudly and somewhat highlights how Madison is alone in this match.] JLT: I guess Katie Kooper didn’t accept Madison’s offer. Poor Maddie. Leah: Poor Madison? I’d be freaked out if I was Katie. I saw how Madison gushed to her last week. Crazed stalker alert! [Madison quickly rolls to her feet and both divas face each other, Veronica whips Madison into the corner and follows up with a jumping knee to the face to a corner-laden Madison. Veronica nails Madison in the face with left hooks as Madison slowly begins to sink down the corner to the bottom rope. Veronica then uses her foot to choke Madison.] JLT: An illegal move! Leah: Oh NO! How very BAD! I didn’t know you were sitting there with the rule book, Jamie… [The referee warns Veronica to stop choking but Veronica shoos him away and continues once again to drive her foot into Madison’s neck. The referee threatens to disqualify Veronica as she finally relents, rolling her eyes. Madison gasps for air as Veronica stands, looking around the arena, seemingly plotting her next move. Veronica then leans down and grabs Madison by her brunette locks and drags her into the center of the ring like a naughty child.] Leah: It’s like she’s a cavewoman! VV Brown is taking Madison back to her cave! JLT: She hates you calling her that. [Veronica then attempts to go for an abdominal stretch but instead changes her mind, instead pulling Madison backwards and applying a dragon sleeper. Veronica locks in the submission, wanting to make the match a drawn-out event for Seton, and looks smug as she waits for the inevitable tap-out. Madison refuses and tries to figure out a way to fight out of the move, wriggling, but her inexperience fails her.] JLT: Madison’s trying to figure a way out of this move! She uses this submission herself so hopefully that will be an advantage to her! [Veronica grows tired of Madison’s movement under her grip and stands up, executing a twist of fate ‘Falling Stock’ move to plant Madison in the mat. Veronica then applies a Mahistrol cradle to roll-up Madison into a pinfall.] JLT: Here we go! [1] [2] [Madison escapes the move.] JLT: That was close, Madison did well to get out of that cradle. Leah: Yeah, it’s like, soo hard. [Madison rolls out of the ring and stands on the outside, looking in the ring at Veronica who sits up, willing Madison to step back into the ring. Madison quickly slides into the ring as Veronica immediately tries to catch her on entry with a knee but Madison manages to evade it and Veronica finds herself on the canvas. Madison quickly dropkicks Veronica from behind, sending Veronica into the second rope.] JLT: Madison is on the offensive! She’s in for all or nothing! Leah: Yeah, well you don’t have much to lose when you look like that, do you? [Veronica stands up and turns to face Madison but Madison is bursting with energy and grabs Veronica into an ‘Up and Under’ belly-to-belly suplex to send Veronica flying. Veronica bounces off the canvas, holding the small of her back as Madison crouches down, ready to continue the fight. Veronica finds her feet and turns to face Madison and Madison races towards her but Veronica suddenly begins coughing, and holding her chest, seemingly crouching down the ring mat and holding a hand over her mouth.] JLT: What’s wrong with Veronica? Leah: Hmm, smoker’s cough? Cooties infection? [Madison puts the brakes on her movement, suddenly concerned as Veronica looks up at her with puppy-dog eyes, coughing and holding her hand up to Madison. Madison scowls as the referee immediately comes to check on Veronica as she continues to cough, acting like she’s feeling faint and dabbing her forehead with the back of her hand. Madison looks around, confused, and eyes up Jun Takada to see his reaction and the fans begin to boo as Mercedes Vargas struts down the catwalk and stands on the ring apron, looking concerned and calling out to Veronica.] JLT: Mercedes is here to see what’s going on. I think Veronica may have busted a lung or an injury or something serious. I’m not a fan but I do hope she’s okay! Leah: It would be so awesome if Madison has put VV out of action. [Madison turns to her and raising an eyebrow, begins to threaten her if she doesn’t leave ringside. With Madison distracted, Veronica stops coughing and returns back to a normal state and quickly rolls up Madison, using the ropes for leverage.] JLT: What? She was faking it? That’s…that’s cruel! Leah: It was genius! [1] [2] [3] John Roe: Here is your winner…VERONICA VALIANT!!! Leah: Ha! [Veronica stands up as Madison rolls over and sits up herself, looking up Veronica with hatred in her eyes but Veronica shrugs and Madison pulls herself up, looking around at the crowd as Veronica looks like she's leaving the ring.] JLT: Ugh. Veronica Valiant has to resort to cheating in order to get a victory over Madison Seton, Madison looked concerned but she should have known better. You could tell in her eyes that she really wanted to attack Veronica but I think she needed that extra boost to go through with it. Leah: I know, if only Madison actually had friends. I bet her life is like Mean Girls. [Seeing Madison's back turned, Veronica snarls and steps up behind the young basketball starlet, planting her hands firmly upon Madison's shoulders, before leaping up and soaring overhead, and bringing Maddie down hard with the 'Budget Cutter'!] JLT: Oh, I should've seen this coming... Leah: What good would it do if you did? You gonna jump in there and stop it? I dare you to. Go on, I could use some cheering up after all the crap that's been going on recently... [Glaring down with venom at the younger girl, Veronica waits for Maddie to push herself up to her hands and knees - then kicks her square in the ribs, drawing a squeal of pain from the younger Seton and making her roll over onto her back, clutching her midsection. Suddenly, a fresh wave of jeering erupts from the crowd as standing up onto the apron, seemingly entering the ring is Mercedes...] JLT: And now Mercedes is getting involved! Why?! What the hell do these two have to prove?! Leah: How much they hate teenagers? JLT: THAT WAS RHETORICAL!...god, it's good to be shouting at you again. [Mercedes slides into the ring and shouts across to Veronica, indicating one of the turnbuckles. Veronica nods with a shark's smile, then drags Madison up by her hair, and pulls her towards one of the corners. Once there, Veronica sits herself up on the top rope, then hooks Madison into a front facelock whilst Mercedes approaches from behind...] [Veronica lifts Madison up, and plants her in a seated position across Mercedes' shoulders. Mercedes then backs away, with Madison rocking unsteadily back and forth in the Electric Chair position, as Veronica stands up atop the turnbuckle - then leaps forth, catching hold of Maddie's head mid-flight, and using her weight to drive Madison's head into the canvas just as Mercedes throws the younger Seton's body forwards to the ground! Madison jerks on impact, rolls over onto her back, and doesn't move again!] JLT: GOD DAMN THEM TO HELL! Leah: Whoo! That was ridiculously protracted but pretty darn sweet. JLT: They call that the Infernal Crescendo - but in this case, a better name would be Overkill! Can't someone get out here and stop this slaughter?! [Mercedes and Veronica get back to their feet, both smiling widely at their handiwork - AND KATIE KOOPER HITS THE RING!] Leah: Holy crap, them white girls are FAST. Just like my man tells me. JLT: YES! [Veronica hears the crowd suddenly change tone, and instinctively turns around - right into a 'Chick Kick' from Katie! Veronica hits the mat, and Mercedes turns to face her rival with an enraged scowl on her face - but Katie strikes first, tackling Mercedes to the canvas and raining furious punches down upon the Argentinean Assassin's head! Mercedes shrieks and covers up, suffering flashbacks to her fire-ant disfigurement, which gives Katie the opportunity to drag her up to her feet, and rock her back against the ropes with a stiff forearm shot...] JLT: Ha! I don't see Mercedes and Veronica laughing now! Leah: Well, no, when you're getting your teeth knocked down your throat, it's kinda hard to chuckle... [Katie throws Mercedes across the ring with an Irish whip - but Mercedes reverses - and Katie reverses again, twisting under Mercedes' arm and booting her in the gut, then setting up for the 'Twist of Fate' - when suddenly Veronica crashes the party with a jumping knee strike straight to Katie's jaw! Katie staggers around in a daze, and Veronica catches her in a Dragon Sleeper - but Katie spins out of it, raises a knee into Veronica's midsection, then lays out the Unleashed champion with the 'Kat-E-T'! Katie jumps to her feet with a yell of encouragement mimicked by the crowd - who moan in sympathy a moment later as Mercedes strikes with the 'Be Still My Heart' kick, knocking the redhead straight out of the ring!] JLT: Dammit! Leah: That'll knock the stupid outta your hair! JLT: It was looking hopeful for a moment, but the numbers game seems to have gotten the better of Katie Kooper! [Leaving her partner clutching her head on the mat, Mercedes leaps down through the ropes and delivers a few sharp stomps to the head of Katie Kooper, who doesn't seem to know where she is, then grabs a handful of Katie's luscious crimson locks and begins to drag her up the ramp by the roots. Katie screams insults, but her attempts to free herself are clumsy and unsuccessful.] JLT: Katie may have knocked her head tumbling out of the ring; she could have a concussion - but of course, it'd be foolish of me to expect any sympathy from someone as heartless as Mercedes... [At the top of the catwalk, Mercedes pulls Katie up to her feet, and snaps her head back with a European Uppercut, before doubling the redhead over and shoving her head between her legs...] Leah: There really is no way of describing that position without making it sound needlessly awkward, is there? JLT: I'm more concerned about what comes next... [...and with a strain, Mercedes lifts Katie up onto her shoulders...staggers forwards...and - ] JLT: NO! KERSMASH! [ - POWERBOMBS KATIE CLEAR OFF THE SIDE OF THE CATWALK!] Leah: AWESOME! JLT: SHUT UP! [Landing on a bank of spotlights, Katie just about avoids the lenses, but the force of her landing crushes the lights, casting one half of the stage into instant darkness as sparks erupt from the broken machinery. Katie lies in the midst of it all for a moment, before weakly rolling off and down to the bare concrete floor, where she curls into the foetal position, her face screwed up in a rictus of agony. Mercifully, the EMTs arrive at her side within moments.] [Back on the catwalk, Mercedes stares numbly down at her handiwork, not a flicker of expression on her face, as if shocked at what she's accomplished. Moments later, Veronica, now recovered albeit clutching her neck, comes up beside Mercedes, and looks down on Katie with a pleasantly surprised expression, before turning to Mercedes and tapping her shoulder warily. Merc snaps out of her reverie and, scowling, backs away from the edge of the catwalk, her eyes still drawn to where Kooper fell.] JLT: This is just...what about FD5? Leah: What about it? JLT: Katie's rematch! For the Rockford State title! Leah: Um...tough luck? JLT: Can't you show some respect, just for once? This isn't Team Tara we're talking about here! Leah: I know, but...she's ginger. I just can't bring myself to shead a tear. JLT: Ugh...well, folks, as you're likely aware, Katie's had to bounce back from some hard hits before; we can only hope she'll do it again. But tonight, it's Mercedes and Veronica who leave with smiles on their faces... [We get one last shot of Veronica and Mercedes, raising each others' arm in triumph, before they turn and head for the back, leaving a groggy Madison looking so small in the ring, and Katie being helped onto a stretcher, her eyes betraying energy that her body is incapable of channeling...] Brought to you by Sahara Exile In Dallas Results Exile In Las Vegas Results