Divas Unleashed Presents: Terror In Tokyo

Sunday 7th June 2009
Tokyo Dome, Tokyo, Japan




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[The camera pans around the cheering arena, as the lights begin to come to life and shows the wrestling ring in a glow. The fans stand on their feet, cheering for the performance and the beginning of the pay-per-view. They hold up their trademark signs in a sea of colour, each edging out or nudging the person next to them to try and get on camera. "Makaze is my hero!" and "I'm in the Blonde Ambition Fan Club!" and "I want to stab Meggie with my sword!" and "Jun Takada is my cousin!" are a select few picked out by the director.]

[We cut to the commentary table as Leah and JLT sit in the broadcast table. Leah is still cheering from the amazing Beyonce performance as JLT tries to start the show while the crowd continues to cheer loudly. Pyros erupt on the stage afterwards to signal the beginning of Terror In Tokyo JLT starts the commentary for the evening.]

JLT: Hello Ladies & Gentlemen and welcome to Terror In Tokyo! We're coming to you live from the Tokyo Dome here in Japan and what an impressive performance by Beyonce we had just now!

Leah: I got my Freakum Dress on! I got my Freakum Dress on!!

JLT:Leah is still very excited as you can see, and she should be. Tonight is going to be an epic night of encounters here in Divas Unleashed as our main event sees The Femme Fatale, Crystal Deymonaz, taking on Meggie Skyefyre for the Divas Unleashed Championship!

Leah: I don't care about that, I'm just so happy a sista finally got to represent in this house!

JLT:We've had several "sistas" represented in Divas Unleashed? Like Star, and Lilith and Crystal Hilton, just to name a few.

Leah:Whatever, I am just so excited I got to see Beyonce!!!

JLT:As am I, just as I am also excited about watching the rest of our matches here tonight. We have Laura defending her Stripped Championship against Blonde Ambition in the Tokyo Dome Amusement Park. We have what is sure to be an epic rematch between Katie Kooper and Makaze for the Rockford State Championship in a No Disqualification Bronx Street Fight. We have KibbyD & Tiger Lily also facing each other, following Kibby's allegations that it was Tiger Lily who cost her the match back at Control of the Knife.

Leah: Can't we just watch Beyonce again?

JLT:We also have Star taking on Veronica Valiant after their heated exchange of words over the Femmy nominations this year. We are also going to witness Luna take on Mercedes Vargas after their very vicious rivalry.

Leah: I heard Luna isn't even here because they didn't release her from the Manila hospital.

JLT:In any event, we also have Totally Radd taking on Barracuda after Radd stole Tequila's birthday presents!

Leah: Which I admire really, that took balls.

JLT:But first, we are going to witness Icenique taking on Didgitz right after...

Leah: Ugh. Tequila and Tara Lee? Lame. What a great way to ruin my Beyonce orgasm.


[The camera pans backstage to reveal Tara Lee walking with Tequila down the hallway as the two divas smile and laugh with each other. They walk past Krysta Taylor who arches her eyebrow at the sight. Tequila and Tara then enter Shane's office.]

JLT:Just like Krysta, I'm wondering what that was all about? Tequila and Tara Lee hate each other.

Leah: They probably found a two for one special on boob jobs and couldn't wait to convince Shane to pay for it. Meanwhile, in the world that matters... "a diva is a female version of a hustler... of a hustler... of a hustler...".

JLT:Yes I know, you never let me forget it.


Singles Match
Didgitz vs. Icenique

["Man Down" by 50 Cent begins to play as various video clips shows Didgitz doing various in ring action captures of her wrestling are shown as she then delivers her 555-Didgitz, Dialin Dem Didgitz, and Gimme Dem Didgitz to many of her past opponents. Didgitz steps from behind the stage curtains wearing a pink collared button front top with a black bra with pink trim underneath, Black with Pink trim and ruffle Hot Pants, and black leggings and black wrestling boots. She also wears a black and pink elbow pad on her right arm. She flips her long brown hair with her left hand as she taunts her fans up on the top of the ramp. She giggles to her-self as she struts her way down the catwalk.]

John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall… making her way to the ring from Charlottesville, Pennsylvania… she is DIDGITZ!!!

[Didgitz passes a ton of fans that want their hands slapped. With her Diva like ways she acts as if they are not even there. She walks up the steel stairs as she stands on the apron first before performing a split and sliding under the bottom rope into the ring. As she is inside the ring she taunts the crowd by blowing kisses she then moves to the turnbuckle as climbs and taunts the crowd again. She then jumps off and paces in the ring as the arena lights dim for a few seconds. At the entrance stands a lovely figure. "No Problems" by Lil' Scrappy begins to boom out the stadium speakers. Moments later silver pyros blast from every which way as Icenique makes her way to the entrance to the very supportive Tokyo crowd.]

John Roe: And her opponent… making her way to the ring from Homestead, Florida… she is a Divas Unleashed Hall of Fame inductee… ICENIQUE!!!!!

[Icenique makes it down the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. As she begins to pose, Didgitz comes up from behind her and bashes Icenique’s face in the turnbuckle! The referee calls for the bell as Didgitz begins to assault Icenique with lefts and rights.]

JLT: I think Didgitz wants to show she isn’t scared of Icenique’s status as a Hall of Famer.

Leah: That or she’s scared sh*tless of it and wants to end the match as quickly as possible.

[Icenique braces herself but Didgitz is able to get a knee into Icenique’s gut. Didgitz immediately hits Icenique with the “555-Didgitz” Canadian destroyer!!!!!! Didgitz pins Icenique.]

Leah: What the f*ck?! Already!?!

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[Icenique puts her foot on the ropes breaking the count.]

JLT: That was almost the fastest match in Divas Unleashed history!

Leah: Didgitz must’ve wanted to set a new record for herself and establish dominance or something.

[Didgitz is frustrated at the count being broken and gets to her feet. She pulls up Icenique who nails Didgitz with the “Death By Design” flatliner!!!!! Icenique pins!]

Leah: What the f*ck times two!?

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John Roe: Here is your winner… ICENIQUE!!!!!

[Icenique pulls herself up and looks down at Didgitz who puts her hands on her face.]

JLT: I guess Didgitz tried to pull a fast one and it backfired. She wasn’t anywhere near the ropes like Icenique was.

Leah: Who the hell does their finisher for the first move of the match? WHO!?

[Icenique holds her hand out to Didgitz and helps her up. A look of respect passes between the two and Icenique holds up Didgitz’s hand as the crowd snaps photographs.]

Leah: What a craptacular start to a pay-per-view.

JLT: Oh shut up.


[We are taken backstage where we find Mercedes in her ring gear warming up in a backstage corridor for her match later tonight against Luna. The camera zooms in as we watch her in the act of doing some arm stretches, followed by some low intensity calf stretches. This is soon interrupted when Holly Wentz approaches her with a microphone in hand.]

HOLLY: Excuse me, Mercedes? [Mercedes straightens herself as she turns to the blonde interviewer]

MERCEDES [hands at side]: Wow, it seems as if new people arrive here everyday. What the hell do you want?

HOLLY: Actually, I'm not new at all. I'm Holly Wentz. I'm a backstage interviewer for Divas Unleashed, haven't you heard?

MERCEDES: Hmm...doesn't ring a bell. And quite frankly, I don’t give a damn.

[The thing is, she knew of Holly Wentz. The stories told about her were indeed legendary. And not all of them ended happily. Still, Mercedes wondered just what was DU thinking in even offering a job to a person with two left feet. The camera switches to a close-up shot of the pair.]

MERCEDES: What, you want an interview or something?

HOLLY [timidly]: Yes, if that’s okay with you?

MERCEDES: Go ahead. What do you want to ask me?

HOLLY: Okay, let’s start with what happened on the last Exile in Manila, Philippines. Better yet, let’s show everyone what happened moments before our main event match that evening…

[A video package begins, taken us back to the brawl that started between Mercedes and Luna earlier on; Holly speaks in voiceover during this part.]

HOLLY [voiceover] when you, and your opponent tonight, in a Grudge Match, Luna, nearly destroyed each other backstage. [the footage continues showing the altercation that spilled further in the area]. At first, Luna got the best of you, but later on you exacted some revenge, taking that to the extreme when you smashed Luna’s knee—repeatedly.

[At that instant, we reach this point in time. Mercedes has the steel pipe and starts her cerebral assault on that right knee. Just to bring it home, the scene is replayed, then again, then again. The video continues from there as Mercedes’s onslaught raged on. The last few seconds of the video plays on before we return to the interview.]

MERCEDES [annoyed]: Look, you’re wasting my time. Would you get to the point already?

HOLLY: Mercedes, you nearly could have ended Luna’s career after that vicious assault. And she barely could stand when she trotted out there to compete in the main event. Do you have any—

MERCEDES: Do I have any regrets? That is what you were going to ask me, am I right, Holly?

HOLLY: Uh, actually, yes I was.

[Mercedes smirks as Holly holds the mic up to her.]

MERCEDES: Well the answer to your question is HELL NO! Holly, do I look like a person who easily intimidated by the likes of Luna? I don’t think so. The truth of the matter is, I could care less what spews from her mouth. As long as beat the living daylights out of her, I could care less if my head is busted open. And I'm being kind when I say that.

[Holly looked to continue her questions but Mercedes interrupts her.]

MERCEDES: Vea, en Terror en Tokio, yo terminaré lo que comencé, y eso debe terminar la carrera de Luna -- para bueno. Esta vez, yo me aseguraré de que ella nunca entra el anillo. No, yo me aseguraré de que Luna nunca aún caminatas otra vez. Luna es ni el valor que respira el mismo aire me como, permití solo está en el mismo anillo conmigo. Esta noche, yo terminaré lo que comencé y las Divas Desencadenadas nunca oirán el nombre de Luna otra vez. Su nombre se morirá en los labios, y en la memoria de lo que haré a ella en Tokio, Japón será una última imagen que vivirá en su mente, su mente, mi mente...forever. {See, at Terror in Tokyo, I'm going to finish what I started, and that's to end Luna's career--for good. This time, I'm going to make sure that she never gets in the ring. No, I'm going to make sure that Luna never even walks again. Luna isn't even worth breathing the same air as me, let alone being in the same ring with me. Tonight, I'm going to finish what I started and Divas Unleashed will never hear the name of Luna ever again. Her name will die on their lips, and the memory of what I'm going to do to her in Tokyo, Japan will be a lasting image that will live in their mind, your mind, my mind...forever.}

[Throughout that exchange, Holly could only stare at her interviewee, not because she didn’t understand one word Mercedes just said, but also that she knew something like this was bound to happen. It pained her that she didn’t brush up on her Spanish when she prepared for this segment.]

HOLLY [confused look]: Uh, okay. Thank you, Mercedes.

[Mercedes smiles at the camera]

MERCEDES: El placer fue todo suyo, Holly.{The pleasure was all yours, Holly.}

[Mercedes watches Holly depart from the area with the camera crew quickly following behind. The Argentine walks off minutes later heading elsewhere as we fade to black.]

[The camera cuts backstage as we seen Icenique enter her dressing room. She flips on the light and notices a large card with a bouquet of flowers sitting on her dresser. A smile creeps over Icenique's face, as she walks towards it.]


Grudge Match
Barracuda Jones vs. Totally Radd

[The camera pans backstage and we see Tara Lee and Tequila knocking on Barracuda’s door. They hear “come in” and the two blondes push the door open. We see Barracuda stretching for her match with Totally Radd. Holly Wentz sits on a nearby couch. Barracuda and Holly’s eyes widen when they see Tara Lee walk in behind Tequila.]

Tequila: What are you doing darling?

Barracuda: Stretching for my match… what umm… is going on?

Tara Lee: We have some good news for you!

Tequila: You don’t have to have your match!

Barracuda: WHAT?!

[Barracuda gets up from stretching.]

Tequila: Yeah! I got all my presents back! Well… the ones that Radd didn’t destroy anyway.

Barracuda: How?!

[Tequila looks at Tara Lee.]

Tara Lee: I found them!

[Holly jumps off the couch and this and joins Barracuda.

Holly: How on earth did YOU find them?! We had police looking for them. Barracuda and I worked NIGHT AND DAY to find those presents! We had to work with four different countries legal departments! Not to mention translators and forms that we had to fill out…

Tara Lee: Well, apparently you didn’t look hard enough.

Barracuda: I doubt that you found them… where are they?

Tara Lee: I’ll show you…

[Tara walks out of the room followed by Tequila who gets excited, as well as Barracuda and Holly who look at each other in shock. Down the hallway we see a giant mass of presents on a pallet being delivered by a forklift. Holly and Barracuda’s jaws drop at the sight.]

Holly: But… but…

[Tara smirks.]

Tequila: See! My pressies are back! So don’t worry about your match tonight.

Barracuda: Are you kidding?! Radd almost cost me my job! I still want to kill her!

Tequila: Radd isn’t here. She didn’t show up tonight.

[Barracuda seems like she’s had more than she can tolerate and storms off cursing. Holly waits around for a moment before following after her down the hallway. Tequila promptly turns towards her large stack of presents and dives head first into them and begins ripping them open. Tequila rolls around in them like a child.]

JLT: So Radd isn’t even in the arena? Barracuda versus Radd isn’t going to happen?!

Leah: As long as Tequila gets the keychain I gave her, then I’m good. She needs to know how much I appreciate raises. I mean her.


Icenique: Oh someone loves me!

[Icenique smells the flowers briefly before she takes the card in her hand. She tears open the envelope and she sees a note card and a VIP pass.] Dear Icenique,

We are happy to inform you, that our surprise performer has picked you to meet them backstage. After the performance, please report to the backstage area with your VIP pass so that you can have your "Meet and Greet" with our very special guest.

-Du Staff

Icenique: Oh my god! This is so cool.

[Icenique dances with glee. She takes her cell phone out of her pocket and dials.]

Icenique: Moni...Guess what?!? I'm going to meet another celebrity! You definitely need to come through to PPV tonight!


Grudge Match
Luna vs. Mercedes

['Face to Face' by Siouxsie and the Banshees begins to play across the Tokyo Dome's PA system, and the dark mutterings spreading through the crowd blossom into full-on catcalls even before the heralded diva struts out from backstage, hands on hips and calm, confident smile stretching her features.]

John Roe: The following is a Grudge Match, scheduled for one fall! On her way to the ring now...from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 148 pounds...MERCEDEEEESS VAAAAAARGAAAAAS!

JLT: This one's been a long time coming, folks; in what was only her second DU match, Mercedes was pinned by then-newcomer Luna - and she just hasn't been able to let that go ever since.

Leah: You ain't kidding - every time this Commie bitch talks, it's always, 'Exactly three months and fourteen days ago, I got owned. Meanwhile, in Cuba, my uncle Fidel Castro had a cucumber sandwich with his lunch-time cigar. Two weeks later, I had my period, blah-blah-blah'...seriously, what happened to good ol'-fashioned sh*t-talking? I tune into the promos for insults, not history lessons!

JLT: You're going to hell for the Castro thing alone, I hope you realise.

Leah: That's why I wear asbestos panties.

[Flicking her hair before the ringside photographers, Mercedes marches down the ramp, seemingly oblivious to the negative reaction thrown her way. She steps quickly up onto the apron and hoists herself up onto a turnbuckle, her eyes sweeping over the audience as a whole before turning to stare up the ramp - and letting out a harsh bark of laughter with a shake of the head, before stepping down inside the ring.]

JLT: Mercedes isn't short of confidence tonight, and with good reason; nobody has seen or heard from Luna since the Manila Exile taping. We don't even know if she's here tonight...

Leah: Maybe the moon told her to stay at home.

JLT: That...is actually possible.

Leah: And by 'the moon' I mean weed, natch.

JLT: That, not so likely.

[Mercedes' music fades, and 'Spice Up Your Life' kicks into gear, bringing the more enthusiastic crowd members to their feet!]

John Roe: And her opponent...from Milo, Hawaii, weighing in at 155 pounds...LUUUUUNAAAAAAAA!

[Spotlights focus on the top of the ramp and...

...no-one appears.]

JLT: Uh...

Leah: Well, that's embarrassing.

[As the music plays on - still with no sign of the accompanying Diva - Mercedes leans back against the ropes and looks up to the rafters, whistling innocently to herself and generally acting massively smug.]

JLT: Just look at that - it's Mercedes' damn fault that Luna isn't here! She almost crippled Luna with that sneaky backstage assault in Manila!

Leah: Yeah, I remember, that was the highlight of the night. Well, 'cept maybe for a sistah finally being allowed to win something again.

[After three more minutes with no sign of the moon goddess, Mercedes gets bored, and walks over to shout something at the ref, repeatedly indicating her right wrist as she does so. The ref exchanges words with the timekeeper, and nods...]

JLT: Uh, folks, we really hate to disappoint you, but it looks like this match has been cancelled. I mean, we can't really present a match with only one girl in it -

Leah: - and Shane was too cheap to pay traveling costs for any divas who weren't booked on the card, so we can't just draft in a replacement.

JLT: LEAH!

Leah: It's true!

JLT: I know, but it makes us look bad...or worse than usual, anyway.

[Mercedes flashes the audience a winning smile of perfect, Hollywood teeth as the ref raises her arm.]

John Roe: Ladies and gentlemen, after due consideration, the referee has ruled that Luna has forfeited this contest! And on that note, your winner - by means of opponent disappearance - god, there has to be a less complicated way of saying that - is MEEERCEEEE -

Click...clack...click...

[Johnny-boy's cut off by the unmistakable sound of some very large stiletto heels striking bare metal floor paneling. The smile disappears off Mercedes' face quicker than a donut left in front of Crystal Hilton, and the spotlights quickly focus on the top of the ramp...]

JLT: Could it be?

Leah: I hope not. I had just started to breathe through my mouth again.

[Nothing happens. Then...

...suspense...

...LUNA APPEARS!]

JLT: SHE'S HERE! SHE'S HERE!

LEAH: WE NOTICED!

JLT: And Mercedes just went as white as a sheet! I don't think she's prepared for an actual fight - although looking at Luna, I can sorta understand why...

[Though she's moving down to the ring under her own power, Luna seems to be favouring her left leg slightly, and her stance is crooked, leaning forwards to relieve some of the pressure on her abdominal muscles. A thin sheen of sweat makes her skin glisten under the arena lights.]

[Oddly, whilst Luna makes her way to the ring, a group of five shaven-headed men in security uniforms emerge from the back and chase after her, attempting to restrain the moon goddess when they catch her!]

Leah: Of all the girls they could possibly lust after...HER?

JLT: I...don't think that's what they're doing, Leah. As a matter of fact, I don't have a clue what they're after - OH!

CRACK!

[Luna doesn't respond too kindly to being harassed by bald men, and expresses her distaste by giving the nearest one a damn good slap, making him comically pirouette on the spot before lurching into the security barriers and falling over. Luna proceeds to turn around - and raise her good leg into a Big Boot that catches another man right on the chin! He falls, and she almost follows him, her right leg wobbling under her full body weight, but she catches herself quickly, and the other security types don't notice, choosing instead to retreat in fear.]

JLT: Well...that's the end of that distraction.

Leah: This makes no sense. They don't wanna sleep with her, and they ain't got guns to ventilate the bitch with, so why bother?

JLT: Beats me. And guns? Really?

Leah: What? Where I grew up, that was normal.

[Mercedes looks around for something, probably a weapon, before quickly stepping out onto the apron on the ring's far side as Luna slides in under the ropes. The amazon throws a bitter glare at Mercedes, seemingly to distract her from noticing how Luna uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet; whether this is successful or not, can't be ascertained. The ref looks between the two women, shrugs, and indicates to the timekeeper - there's the bell!]

[With surprising speed, Luna dashes across the ring towards Mercedes, who quickly drops off the apron and out to the floor, backing up against the barriers involuntarily as Luna reaches through the ropes, swinging wildly and snarling like a starving wolf. The ref struggles, but can't get Luna to move away with his wimpy little arms...]

JLT: Apparently, Luna's condition isn't enough to stop her wanting to pull Mercedes' head off - not that I, for one, expected differently.

Leah: She probably got some dodgy E mixed in with her 'roid compound today. That kinda thing makes your temper flare up.

JLT: You...I...I don't even think that's true, and - look out, Luna's free!

[Indeed, Luna pushes the ref aside and slips out through the ropes! Shaking off her surprise, Mercedes bares her teeth and steps forward with a high spinning Roundhouse Kick - which Luna ducks under, before linking her hands around Mercedes' waist - and throwing her overhead with a released German Suplex! The Argentinean Assassin lands on her head with a thunk, and quickly rolls back up to her feet with one hand clutching her neck - only to be clotheslined right back down again! Dragging her foe up by the hair, Luna raises one fist to the approving crowd, then quickly Military-Presses Mercedes overhead...strides across to the ring and - ]

BANG!

[ - and drops Mercedes face-first onto the steel steps! Mercedes' head snaps back with the impact, and she clutches her nose with one hand, reaching out to grab the apron skirting with the other before rolling herself back in, away from most of the nasty hard metal things. Luna follows, and wraps a Sleeper hold around her mortal enemy's neck as soon as both women are clear of the ropes. Mercedes gags, and tries to get her feet under her, but the larger, heavier Luna weighs her down.]

JLT: Intelligent strategy here by Luna, using a high-impact knock to the head, followed by a choke-hold that restricts the oxygen flow to the brain, worsening the concussive effects...

Leah: I swear, I've heard robots talk with less techy words than you use.

[Slapping away the ref's arm as the official tries to check for a submission, Mercedes flails in desperation - and drags her fingernails down across Luna's eyes! The moon goddess releases her hold as she cries out in alarm and covers her face, giving Mercedes enough space to roll away from her foe. Luna's quick to stand back up - but Mercedes clips her right knee with a low Dropkick, and Luna emits an agonised shriek before falling into a foetal position, clutching her knee close to her chest.]

JLT: Wow, I...I don't think we've ever seen Luna taken off her feet so fast before...

Leah: That's only because no man with half a brain would wanna try and get that whale beached.

JLT: Whale?!

Leah: Yeah! Go dig that harpoon deep in her flank!

JLT: Suddenly, I don't...feel so gooooood...

Leah: Hey, turn the other way. I mean it, turn the OTHER WAY - !

JLT: HUUUWAAAAARRRRKKKK!

Leah: ...!

[Um...anyway...back in the ring, Mercedes pulls Luna's wounded leg up off the mat then drives it back down, with the kneecap taking the brunt of the impact - and follows up by crouching down into a Half Boston Crab, wrenching the leg back to the point where Luna's body is contorted in almost a perfect 'C' shape. Luna's face screws up in agony, but she pushes herself up and begins to crawl towards the ropes - ]

CLONK!

[ - but Mercedes, smartly, uses Luna's own trapped leg to stomp down on the back of the Moon Goddess' skull! That knocks the fight out of Luna pretty quickly, but it also leaves her so stunned after the fifth strike she barely feels the torquing of her knee. Her submission attempt frustrated, Mercedes gets up and turns Luna over, then drives a pointed elbow drop straight to her inner thigh, before twisting the calf upwards violently.]

JLT: Urp...very...sound technical approach shown by Mercedes now...

Leah: YOU!

JLT: Me?

Leah: You puked...in my lap.

JLT: Eh.

[Frantically, Luna does the only natural thing and grabs two handfuls of Mercedes' hair, then pulls the Argintean Something-Bad-Beginning-With-A's head back sharply. The ref quickly puts a stop to it, but for just a moment, Luna's mind clears of the fog, and when Mercedes pulls on her leg again, she reaches forwards and catches one of Merc's arms - then rolls her back and overhead into a Mahistrol Cradle!]

JLT: It's a pin!

Leah: You...

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[Mercedes rolls out of the hold and scrambles back up to her feet - then swiftly kicks Luna square in the jaw when she tries the same! But Luna remains upright on her knees, only wobbling slightly from the shot. Mercedes tugs at her own hair in frustration, then grasps the back of Luna's neck and starts to lay into her with repeated right hands, pounding Luna's forehead a full seven times before the ref can restrain her - and still Luna doesn't fall! Shaking her head, Mercedes pushes the referee aside - then takes a run-up, grasps Luna's hair, then leaps and spins before driving the (much) larger woman's face into the mat! Luna involuntarily rolls over onto her back - leaving Mercedes a perfect opportunity for a Springboard Leg Drop! Which she takes! Arrogantly, Mercedes simply leaves one leg laying over Luna's throat for a pin...]

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JLT: While I believe Luna's got all the fighting spirit you could ask for, she just doesn't have the energy to make a comeback tonight.

Leah: ...in my LAP.

JLT: Can we just move on from that?

Leah: Can you still smell it?

JLT: ...Kinda?

Leah: Then I'm not moving on. You utterly horrible little woman! This is a Prada skirt!

[With an overly dramatic sigh, Mercedes stands up and struts away to the opposite side of the ring, smoothing down her top whilst Luna uses the ropes to pull herself up, trying to balance on her one good leg as she does so. Barely managing that, she takes a step forwards - and Mercedes rushes forward into a Baseball Slide - which misses, as Merc slides about half a metre off to the side - but as she goes, she catches hold of Luna's bad leg, and lets her momentum sweep it out from under the Moon Goddess! Luna cries out as she face-plants on the canvas - and screams again as Mercedes viciously strikes her leg against the edge of the apron!]

[Dragging Luna off to the side, the Argentinean Assassin rears back - and - ]

WHUNG!

[ - SMASHES LUNA'S LEG INTO THE CORNER POST! This time, Luna spasms violently from the impact, and rolls away into the centre of the ring, instinctively retreating from the threat. Mercedes laughs at this, before hopping up onto the apron and scaling the turnbuckle...]

JLT: High-risk move for Mercedes - although with her opponent so neutralised, one could argue the risk is actually close to zero.

Leah: So basically, your statement was a waste of time. Also, you puked on me and I hate you.

[Mercedes gives the disapproving audience a very nasty sneer - and JUMPS - ]

WHAMMO!

[Bloody hell, this is starting to look like the script for an Adam West 'Batman' episode with all these silly sound effects. And MERCEDES HITS HOME WITH A SWANTON BOMB! She leans back lazily into a cover, one arm already held up in victory...]

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[Oh yeah, like I didn't totally signpost this one with the arm-up thing. KICKOUT!]

JLT: Luna's not giving up!

Leah: And you're not apologizing!

JLT: Fine, I'm sorry...

Leah: ...I don't think you mean that.

[Mercedes gestures '3!' to the ref - and for that matter, to everyone else - but as usual, there is no sign of an appeal being formally lodged. Slamming her fists into the mat, the Argentinean Antichrist (let's not use that one again - Religious Ed.) grabs the nearest of Luna's arms and uses it to ease the big lady back to her feet, then sharply turns on the spot, wrenching the limb and creating a source of pain at the shoulder. Luna gasps and sinks to one knee again, and Mercedes fires off a stiff Hook Kick to the jaw, completing the '2 To Tango' combination - ]

WHIFF!

[ - BUT IT MISSES! Mercedes barely has the time to blink before she finds her leg trapped against Luna's shoulder - and she gets TOSSED overhead with a Capture Suplex!]

JLT: Holy tuba-shaped macaroni pieces floating in salmon brine!

Leah: I don't care about your stinkin' fish juice - gimme a real apology! With bonus grovelling!

JLT: Oh, shut up - is Luna finally getting a second wind?

Leah: She farted? She's almost as bad as you!

[Mercedes takes the impact on her shoulders, the sheer force almost making her bounce straight up onto her feet again; stunned, she leans back against the ropes for a moment, as Luna tries to zero in on her with eyes that don't seem to want to follow each other, before she snarls and rushes forwards, leaping up into the Alley Cat Strike (Lou Thesz Press) - which Luna counters with a brutal Spinebuster! The Moon Goddess simply collapses atop Mercedes, which of course, is as good as a pin in the ref's book...]

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[...KICKOUT!]

[As Luna pushes herself up and off Mercedes, she finds herself suddenly short of breath - because Merc, thinking fast, has wrapped her legs tight around Luna's torso, crushing the breath from her diaphragm with a Body Scissors hold!]

JLT: Mercedes changing tactics, trying to slow down Luna and create an opening long enough to bring this match back into her aerial/brawling comfort zone...

Leah: Y'know, usually, this chair right here, the one I'm sitting in? That's my comfort zone. But it isn't right now, BECAUSE IT SMELLS OF SICK!

[Luna shakes her head stubbornly at the ref's queries and Merc's insults, then digs her feet in - and picks Mercedes up off the floor as she stands, threading her arms behind Mercedes' back - trapping her in a Bear Hug! Mercedes gasps and pries at Luna's arms, but their grip remains rock solid around her ribs, and the violent 'tossing' Luna puts into the move causes her scissors hold to be broken. Staring up to the rafters with a wobbling lip, Mercedes raises her arm, falters, and...]

[...SCRATCHES LUNA RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE!]

JLT: Oh, c'mon! That's not the first time Mercedes has cheated like that to get ahead - she should be disqualified!

Leah: So should you, for the puking incident, and yet you're still here. What gives?

[Luna instantly drops Mercedes, and the Argentinean Assassin takes a step back, then FIRES OFF THE 'BE STILL MY HEART' KICK!]

[BUT LUNA CATCHES THE FOOT! And boots Merc in the ribs - double underhook on the arms - up for THE ECLIPSE POWERBOMB - ]

[AND NOW MERCEDES COUNTERS! She pushes off Luna's shoulders - goes up into a Tilt-a-whirl Headscissors - going for the 'From Buenos Aires With Love' - ]

WHAM!

[BUT NO! Luna stops Mercedes' Tilt-a-whirling dead by dropping her down across one knee for a Pendulum Backbreaker! Mercedes looks totally out of it, but Luna doesn't pin straight away, instead falling on her side and clutching the knee that just dug into Merc's spine...]

JLT: It seems that, in the heat of the moment, Luna forgot that was her injured knee...

Leah: Well, guess what? I don't forget anything. Especially being puked on.

[After a moment, Luna rolls over and hooks Mercedes' leg...]

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[...I'M BATMAN. Oh yeah, and also, KICKOUT!]

JLT: So close!

Leah: Almost as close as I am to punching you FOR - PUKING - ON - MY - CLOTHES.

JLT: Somebody's a broken record tonight...

[Luna rolls off her foe and grudgingly clambers to her vertical base once again, and guides Mercedes back up with her, before Irish-whipping her towards the corner - but Mercedes hops up onto the top rope and back-somersaults nimbly, anticipating Luna's follow-up charge...]

JLT: Nice try!

Leah: PUKE!

[...but alas, Luna didn't charge, and Mercedes simply backs up into her - allowing Luna to throw Merc shoulder-first into the corner post! This leaves Mercedes helpless as Luna heaves her up into a sitting position atop the turnbuckle - and it's only when one of Luna's hands wraps tight around her throat that the Argentinean Assassin seems to wake up, frantically shaking her head with wide, shocked eyes...the eyes of someone who knows what's coming next...]

KA-WHAM!

[MIDNIGHT BLISS! A Chokeslam off the top rope from Luna, taking a lot of her remaining energy but leaving Mercedes as little more than a broken ragdoll! Luna reaches towards Mercedes' stunned form, but her willpower deserts her, and she sinks to the mat just as surely as her opponent. The ref, seeing no signs of life, begins to count both divas out...]

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JLT: Surely this can't go to a double knockout?

Leah: That'd be a crime. But not as severe a crime as venting your stomach contents on someone else's property...

[3 - Luna starts to crawl across to Merc's prone form...]

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[6 - and a pin!...wait...no?]

JLT: Huh...Luna doesn't seem to be finished. Maybe it's because Mercedes kicked out of this move last time?

Leah: Or maybe she can smell the sick on me. The sick that's ALL YOUR FAULT.

[Indeed, Luna hesitates...then looks behind herself to the corner that Mercedes was sat on just a moment ago. With her mouth set in a determined line, Luna hobbles over and begins to gingerly climb the turnbuckle, keeping her back to Mercedes...]

JLT: What the...is Luna going to pull off...a Moonsault? Actually, that's quite apt, name-wise.

Leah: Maybe we can give you a more 'apt' name. I'm thinking Sickbag.

[Indeed, Luna seems to be planning a Moonsault. She balances, coils the muscles in her legs, and - ]

CRACK!

[ - AND MERCEDES OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE 'COUP DE GRACE' KICK! Striking Luna across the back! The Moon Goddess reels backwards, falling off the corner - and across Mercedes' waiting shoulders!]

BANG!

[BLACK ROSE OVERDRIVE! Mercedes JUST nails the Overdrive before her body gave out under Luna's weight! Cover! COUNT IT!]

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John Roe: Here is your winner...MERCEEEEDEEEES VAAAAAAARRRGAAAAS!

[Rolling off Luna, Mercedes simply lays flat on her back, and lets the ref crouch beside her and raise her arm in success, as she bears a large, vicious smile.]

JLT: Now THAT...was an ending! Luna thought she had it in the can, and could afford to take a risk - but Mercedes showed her otherwise, and managed to somehow lift the far larger wo - hey, wait, no! Get her off!

[The ref now has one arm locked around Mercedes' neck, as she's rolled back onto Luna's limp form and applied the 'Divine Mercy' submission! Mercedes wrenches back sharply on the neck, bending Luna's body to a hideous angle as the Moon Goddess weakly taps the map, whimpering in pain.]

JLT: This is just uncalled for! Mercedes should just take her victory and go!

Leah: I'll tell you what's uncalled for, it's being si -

JLT: Oh, be quiet!

[Eventually, the ref succeeds in separating Mercedes from Luna, and the Argentinean Assassin quickly rolls out of the ring - and steals John Roe's mic. Taking a second or two to calm her breathing, she addresses Luna directly with all the smugness you'd expect.]

Mercedes: I hope you can still hear me in there, you cosmic bitch. Oh, wait...that is not the right word to use, is it? Maybe I should be saying...cosmic bastard?

JLT: Huh?

Leah: Vomit...wha?

Mercedes: Because you see, I am a very smart, resourceful woman, 'Luna' - smart enough to figure out that's not your real name. Resourceful enough to get a copy of the only medical reports filed under your real name, and those reports...oh, they made for some fascinating bedtime reading, I tell you. Especially this part...

[Mercedes gestures dramatically to the DivaTron - that's the big screen set=up next to the entrance ramp, obviously - which displays some sort of x-ray image, depicting a human hip bone. It seems healthy, but curiously narrow...]

Mercedes: And this!

[Another image, this one a regular photograph. It shows Luna, completely naked, with her intimate areas pixilated for the sake of decency. And one of those areas seems a little...more protruding than you'd expect.]

JLT: Is that a...?

Leah: Oh, as if this whole thing couldn't get any more like a nightmare...

[A wave of conspirational whispering has overtaken the crowd. Mercedes lets it continue for a beat before nodding triumphantly and declaring...]

Mercedes: That's right, folks; our resident Moon Goddess isn't actually a goddess at all, but instead is one of the flawed children of such a being. Or to put it simply...

[Dramatic pause.]

Mercedes: ...a man.

[Now, the arena falls silent, save for the wracking sobs coming from Luna, whose head is buried within her/his hands. Mercedes stares back into the ring at her/him one last time...]

Mercedes: Good luck getting your contract renewed now that Shane's 'in the know', like they say. Adios, muchacho.

[Mercedes tosses the mic back to the ring announcer, and heads for the back, satisfied with the pain - physical and emotional - she's caused tonight...]

JLT: Well...um...

Leah: She's a tranny?

JLT: Oh, don't say that, please, she's just...

Leah: The proud owner of a dick and testicles, I know. Anyway, I'm gonna go get changed into a less puked-upon ensemble while the next segment plays.

JLT: Go ahead. Folks, we'll uh...return you to regular programming in just a few moments... [pained sigh] God, what a mess.

[We fade out upon the image of Luna laying still in the center of the ring, crying her/his poor, tortured heart out...]


[It was the night that everybody has been waiting for, "Terror in Tokyo," with the card stacked from top to bottom with Special Guest Beyonce attending the show. Katie was super hyped for the event as she was walking into the show the Rockford State Champion and hopes to walk out of the show the Rockford Champion, Katie already dressed in her full ring attire was listening to her MP3 Player in the hallway, getting herself ready for the night until she saw two feet infront of her. Katie put her MP3 on pause and she looked up, it was non other than Beyonce standing right infront of Katie.]

Katie Kooper: Wow...

Starstruck indeed.

Beyonce: Is this where the divas are from Divas Unleashed?

Katie Kooper: If you're talking about backstage of "Terror in Tokyo" then yes you're in the right place, and it's a pleasure having you attending the show. Might I say, YOU'RE FRICKEN AWESOME!!!!

Beyonce: A fan?

Katie Kooper: You could say that, I think the entire Divas Unleashed roster is a big fan of yours. It's cool that you're the special guest for the show because you're in for a treat. I'm Katie Kooper by the way, defending my belt against Makaze tonight.

[Katie proudly having the Rockford State Championship over her shoulder talking right to Beyonce as she looked over at Katie's belt as it looked like it was nicely polished.]

Beyonce: Well I wish you nothing but the best of luck Katie. This seems like a great place to be at.

Katie Kooper: It truly is, I'm going to dance all over Makaze's face.

Beyonce: I wish you nothing but the best of luck Katie.

[Katie nodded as Beyonce walked away finding some of the other DU Divas around backstage, the scene faded out as Katie could be heard saying...]

Katie Kooper: That...was....AWESOME!!!


Singles Match
Star vs. Veronica Valiant

[As "The World Is Not Enough" by Garbage begins to play, the Tokyo 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 carrying her Askai Championship belt for her. Veronica pauses momentarily at the top of the catwalk and peers around before walking down to the ring.]

John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen… the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Jun Takada… she is the Divas Unleashed Askai Champion… VERONICA VALAINT!!!!!

[The crowd boos as Veronica 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.]

JLT: This is going to be a very interesting match up as we watch the undefeated Veronica Valiant go one on one against Star, who has been out of the ring for years now.

Leah: Star is back in action! Yes! I do enjoy me Veronica, cause she’s a total B, but Star is mah gurl!

JLT: Well, Veronica DID promise to give her manager...concierge...servant, or whatever he is, the night off. But it seems her word isn't worth much.

Leah: Just like your clothes, Jay-El.

[The tron lights up with the silhouetted image of a woman, which soon switches to images of a bronze skinned beauty with a face recognized by the world. The scenes melt into a montage of white sand beaches of Haiti and the inner city streets of Philadelphia. It finally pauses on the Swann Fountain of Philly. The crowd marvels at the spectacular sight as it closes in on an elaborate night display of water and lights. It then zooms to the center and focuses in on the beautiful Star at the center of it all in a flowing white dress and dripping with sparkling diamonds, walking on the water but completely dry from head to toe. The sounds of her footsteps on the water echo through the arena as if she were in an empty hallway. A strobe light flashes as the scene on the screen continues and a show of white laser lights darts across the stage. We see the camera quickly zoom away from the screen until it is high above the entire state of Pennsylvania, then zooms even farther out above earth’s atmosphere. A hand accentuated by an impressive diamond ring closes around the planet from the bottom and as we head farther out, the Glittering Goddess is literally standing with the world in the palm of her hand. The opening sounds of “Flashing Lights ” by Kanye West featuring Dwele' blast throughout the arena as a thick fog begins to creep onto the stage. The strobe light continues to flash rapidly as the laser lights continue to decorate the area. The beautiful Star soon emerges through the fog, dressed in her very revealing attire of a black triangle bikini top, bikini bottoms and black chaps. She stands on the stage for a moment, soaking up the adoration of the fans before making her way down the catwalk. Star’s entrance video displays her numerous wins: Crystal Deymonaz for the Unleashed Championship, Mya at Forsaken Destiny I’s main event, Yuku Shiro at Forsaken Destiny II’s main event, her numerous Femmy and Diva of the Month awards and her Hall of Fame induction.]

John Roe: And her opponent… she is a Divas Unleashed Hall Of Fame Inductee… STAR!!!!!

[Star gets a mixed reaction from the crowd as she struts to the ring with an amazing air of confidence and heads up the steel steps, where she flips over the top rope and into the ring. Star glares at Jun Takada before posing on the turnbuckle for the Tokyo crowd.]

JLT: For those who follow all the behind the scenes drama here at Divas Unleashed, you’ll know that there is much more to this match than meets the eye. It all started back when the Femmy nominations were announced. Mercedes Vargas and Veronica Valiant were getting quite verbal about their nomination for the award of Best Newcomer when some heated words were then exchanged between Veronica and Star.

Leah: Long story short, a challenge was issued, a challenge was accepted, and the fans now get to see these two women come face to face and settle their differences. And I get to see Star!

JLT: This is definitely going to be a tough one to decide, because while Star is a legend in Divas Unleashed, she has been out of the ring for a few years, while Veronica remains undefeated and a very brutal woman to encounter in the ring.

[The bell sounds as Star steps down from the turnbuckle and goes to remove her grand tiara from her head. As Star reaches her tiara, Veronica grabs the tiara as well, before ripping it out of Star’s grasp! Star gives Veronica a look as if to say “are you crazy bitch?” to which Veronica’s expression appears to read “come and find out”. Star lunges towards Veronica, who dodges the move and the two begin to circle each other. Veronica then launches Star’s tiara like a baseball out of the ring, where it tumbles up the catwalk, and the crowd gasps. A fury then flickers behind Star’s eyes as she watches her tiara roll. Veronica laughs to see Star’s expression, and Star proceeds to deck Veronica right across the face!!!]

Leah: Yea girl!

[Star seems to be surprised by her support from the crowd as Veronica holds her face from the punch delivered by Star. Veronica begins to laugh at Star and then glares at her. Star rolls her eyes when Veronica decks Star across the face! Star takes a few steps back, before mockingly laughing to imitate Veronica before her face becomes deadly serious. Veronica sighs and proceeds to leap into the air and kick Star in the head, but Star blocks the kick! Star quickly hits a low roundhouse kick, but Veronica jumps over it. The two divas stand as they were at the beginning the match as Star brushes her hair out of her face.]

JLT: They are pretty evenly matched so far.

[Star and Veronica circle each other again. Star swipes at Veronica’s leg, but Veronica steps back avoiding her. Veronica then tries to grab Star’s head, but Star ducks out of the way. Veronica seems to tire of the stand off and simply turns around and walks over to Jun. Star stands unimpressed before shaking her head “oh hell no” and following Veronica. Veronica suddenly jumps onto the corner and jumps off backwards to kick Star! Star has the move well scouted however and catches Veronica’s leg! Star spins Veronica around and takes her down with a hard clothesline! Star then starts stomping away at Veronica as much as she can, using the ropes for leverage as the crowd cheers.]

JLT: I believe Veronica was trying to trick Star just then, but it backfired.

Leah: She isn’t in the Hall of Fame for nothing.

[The ref pulls Star off of Veronica and just as the ref gets Star’s full attention, Veronica snatches Star’s ankle and knocks Star down on her chest. Star quickly flips over and turns to kick Veronica in the face, but Veronica springs up to her feet, grab’s both of Star’s legs and flips over into a pin!]

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[Star is able to quickly get her shoulder off the mat, and he legs out of Veronica’s grasp. Veronica is still sitting on top of Star though and pokes Star in her left eye! Star yells in pain and covers her eye as Veronica shrugs and ignores the questioning of the referee. Star slowly gets to her feet still holding her eye and Veronica immediately links her right arm with her Star’s left arm at the elbow and twirls behind their back, twisting around them and bringing Star down with a bulldog on the other side! After hitting her ‘Settled Account” signature move, Veronica kicks Star in the side of the face! Veronica lays on Star and hooks the leg.]

JLT: What a cheap shot by Veronica!

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[Star kicks out and Veronica once again looks annoyed. She looks over to Jun Takada who holds Star’s tiara in his hand. Veronica smiles and Jun tosses it to her. Veronica then places it on her head and begins to mock Star’s signature struts and poses. The crowd boos as Star gains her composure and looks up towards Veronica to see the mocking. Star smiles though, as Veronica mocks her, and gets to her feet. Veronica locks eyes with her, and that’s when Star begins to sprint towards Veronica… no… right past Veronica… and she knocks down Takada with a baseball slide! Veronica fumes at this sight as Star stands up on the apron outside the ropes. As Veronica approaches, Star grabs her by the head and jumps off the apron! Veronica slingshots back into the ring, sending the crown flying off of Veronica’s head underneath the corner turnbuckle. Star hops back up onto the apron quickly and jumps onto the top rope before leaping off and dropkicking Veronica in the back! Veronica stumbles face first and guillotines herself on the second rope! The crowd roars in approval in anticipation of the ‘Star Spangled Hammer’!]

JLT: Star is taking it to Veronica!

Leah: Somebody had to, I’m sure any one else that has tried gets their insides sucked out of them like jelly…

JLT: Are you saying Veronica’s like a black widow?

Leah: I was going to say more of a crazy bitch, but sure.

[Star runs and successfully hits the 619 signature move to overwhelming cheers and camera flashes as Veronica bounces back into the ring. Star covers.]

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[Veronica kicks out! The crowd boos as Star stands back up. She pulls Veronica to her feet, but Veronica suddenly collapses to the crowd and appears to be overcome with exhaustion.]

JLT: What… what happened to Veronica?

Leah: Oh no. NO!

[Star looks confused and goes to grab Veronica by the head when Takada jumps on the apron. The ref immediately goes to get him off and Veronica suddenly spins around and she grabs them by the ears, pulls them in close and bites their nose!!! Star screams as she reels back from the ‘Skipped Pleasantries’ maneuver and Veronica immediately jumps up to silence her by grabbing Star’s tiara and bashing it across her face!!!!! Star falls to the ring as Veronica throws the tiara aside. Takada sees that Veronica has finished and jumps off the apron, and the referee turns around to see Veronica, once again feigning exhaustion as she pathetically limps towards Star. She then heaves herself on top of Star for the pin with what she acts as her last remnants of energy.]

JLT: Veronica is going to win!

Leah: NO!

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Leah: What! This is the cheapest end to a match ever!

JLT: What a robbery!

[Just as it appears the match is over, Star does kick out at the last possible millisecond!!! The ref shakes his head and holds up “two” to the bellman. Veronica, still faking her exhaustion, opens her eyes when the bell doesn’t ring. She looks around and then hastily jumps up and questions the ref. The ref tells her it was only a two count and Veronica immediately pulls her fist back to knock out the referee when she spots Star’s tiara again. She drops her arm and shoves the referee out of her way who seems intent to argue with her. She flips him off!]

Leah: She’s such a lady, that one.

JLT: The match isn’t over! Star can still turn this around!!!

[Veronica walks over to the tiara and this time picks it up with fascination. She wipes Star’s blood off of the tiara and notices the gems all inside of the tiara. Star’s eyes begin to blink open as the referee makes sure she can continue the match. Veronica starts to pick at Star’s tiara.]

JLT: What is she doing?

Leah: Oh hell no…

[Veronica starts ripping the gems out of Star’s tiara! The crowd boos as Veronica gets fed up with gems and literally starts ripping the tiara apart with her hands! Star turns her head towards Veronica after a few moments to witness Veronica throw the tiara onto the mat and start stomping it into extremely tiny pieces! Star’s tiara is now a pile of shattered gems and metal on the mat. The crowd collectively gasps as Star pulls herself up slowly to her feet before locking eyes with Veronica.]

JLT: Star looks pissed.

Leah: Hold me!

[Star’s face is full of fury as Veronica smirks at the damage done to the tiara. Veronica bends over and picks up the head gem from the pile and spits on it. Star’s eyes narrow. Veronica then throws it at Star’s face! As Star blocks herself, Veronica lunges at Star and spears her to the ground! Veronica straddles Star, but Star is able to block all of Veronica’s punches with her forearms. Star is then able to kick Veronica in the back of the head with her leg! As Veronica falls forward from the kick, Star headbutts her! Star then throws Veronica off of her and rolls up to her feet. Veronica grabs her head and uses the ropes to pull herself up. The camera pans into Star’s face and we see blood rising from the teeth marks on her nose, left by Veronica.]

[Before Veronica gets much of a chance to compose herself, Star tackles Veronica into the corner! Veronica doubles over and Star grabs a handful of Veronica’s hair and nails the “Sparkling Intuition”!!!! Star pins!]

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[Jun puts Veronica’s foot on the ropes!!!]

JLT: Jun just saved the match for Veronica!

[Star glares at Jun and wipes her hair out of her face. She notices the blood trickling down from her nose. She clenches her fist and as she stands, steps on top of Veronica’s stomach before ascending the turnbuckle! Star signals for the ‘Stardom’ corkscrew moonsault!!! The crowd stirs with anticipation as Jun leaps onto the apron to prevent Star from leaping off! Star kicks Jun away! Star then flies backwards off the turnbuckle and Veronica pulls up her knees!!!!!]

JLT: OH GOD!

Leah: Star’s face!!!

[Star’s face and chest collide with Veronica’s knees and Star curls into a ball in pain. Veronica steps back and enjoys the destruction she’s caused as Star sits slumped in the bottom corner. Veronica warily begins to pull herself to her feet as the crowd boos her standing up. After several moments of Veronica stumbling around, she stands upright and walks over to Star and begins to pick her up.]

JLT: I hate to think what Veronica has planned now… Star is still obviously hurt from her last move.

[Veronica grabs Star’s arm and lifts over her shoulder and sits Star back on the turnbuckle as the crowd still reels from the powerbomb move. Veronica then grabs one of Star’s hands and twists her arm. After pausing for a few moments to let the pain of Star’s arm sink in, Veronica then pulls Star’s arm, sending Star crashing onto the canvas, ending Veronica’s ‘Pride’ move!!! Veronica covers again.]

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[Star kicks out!!! Veronica rolls her eyes and pulls Star up to her knees. Veronica then places one foot on the side of Star’s head and steps on it firmly, while pulling on Star’s locked arm as hard as she can! Veronica snarls in triumph as Star struggles to break free from Veronica’s ‘Brought To Heel’ submission finisher. Star tries leaning towards the ropes, but Veronica’s grip is too strong, keeping Star directly in place.]

JLT: Star has to be hurting after everything that Veronica has put her through thus far in the match.

Leah: Veronica… why haven’t we come up with a shorter name for Veronica? Three syllables is asking way to much out of me everyweek.

JLT: I have a friend named Veronica Lopez, and I call her V-Lo.

Leah: Does she still talk to you?

JLT: …no.

Leah: Okay then. How about V-ron? Or V-Val? Ver….sace. No… ugh, I’m just going to call her bitch. Look at bitch hurting my Star like that!

[After a two minutes of staying locked in the submission move, Star finally falls over onto the canvas with Veronica still holding Star in the move. Star’s body is limp and the referee holds up Star’s hand.]

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JLT: How much pain can Star take?!

[Just as the referee releases Star’s arm, Star holds it up on her own! Veronica begins shaking her head “no, no, no!” as Star tries to power herself out of the hold. Veronica’s grip is too tight however and Star pulls her legs underneath herself and somersaults out of the submission move! In the process she untwists her arm, which is still in Veronica’s grasp. Star completes the somersault onto her feet and then pulls her arm back, in the process pulling Veronica towards her! Star then delivers a viscous headbutt!!! As Veronica reels back, Star bounces against the ropes and takes Veronica down with a shoulder block. Star is limping with each step she takes, but runs against the ropes and is about to go for a leg drop onto Veronica when Veronica rolls out of the way. Star is still standing when Veronica gets to her knees and springs towards Star tackling her down! Star reverses into a monkey flip! Veronica lands on her feet!! Veronica turns around and Star NAILS a superkick right on Veronica’s mouth! Veronica flies back into the turnbuckle as the crowd goes wild.]

JLT: Star just hit the “Shut up, bitch!”

Leah: Yea, so take the hint and shut up bitch! I’m trying to enjoy this match and you keep making pointless observances!!

[Star limps to the corner and lifts Veronica onto her shoulders. After a few agonizing moments of pain she sits the dazed Veronica on the top turnbuckle. Star then begins to ascend the turnbuckle herself. Star jumps onto Veronica’s shoulder to do a headscissors take down when Veronica wraps both of her arms around Star’s legs! Veronica leaps off the turnbuckle, putting Star into a boston crab!!! Veronica tries to increase the pain on Star but Star is too close to the ropes and grabs them, forcing Veronica to break the hold. Jun is next to the turnbuckle and Star sees Veronica give Jun a signal. Star’s eyes narrow as she pulls herself slowly up to her feet using the ropes. As Star leans against the ropes, Veronica nearly takes Star’s head off with a clothesline, causing both women to spill over the top rope onto the floor outside. It is Veronica who makes it to her feet first. As Star struggles to get up, Veronica viciously stomps her back down. She pulls Star to her feet by the hair and throws her back first into the announce table.]

Leah: Don’t spill my Monster bitches!

JLT: That’s MY MONSTER!

[Continuing the abuse, Veronica spins Star around and smashes her head into the table, following with a chop to the throat. The fans watch on with anticipation as Veronica screams degrading words to her opponent. Then taking Star by the arm once again, Veronica prepares to toss Star into the steel staircase, but Star manages to reverse the momentum and Veronica hits the stairs instead with a loud clang! Veronica falls forward violently and a dazed Star immediately leaps on top of her, letting her fist fly in the face of the Ivy leaguer.]

Leah: I wonder how much estrogen has been permanently engrained into those steps by all the divas that we’ve thrown at them.

[Seeming to snap out of a trance, Star suddenly looks around. She climbs off of Veronica and reaches for the black mat, pulling it back to show the concrete underneath. Holding her back in pain, Veronica begins to struggle to her feet before receiving a knee to the face from Star. Taking two full handfuls of hair, Star pulls Veronica over to the concrete where she hops into the air and drives Veronica Valiant face first into the concrete with a vicious ‘Mundane Makeover’ (x-factor)!!!]

JLT: Holy hell! I think Veronica’s face just split open!

Leah: Look out Star!

[The referee yells at Star to get back into the ring threatening her with a count out. Star reluctantly obliges and picks up Veronica before throwing her back into the ring. Veronica’s face is shown, completed covered in blood. As the referee looks down at Veronica, Star begins to climb the apron. Just as Star is about to pull her second foot up, Star freezes in place. She then grabs her side and pulls out a small shiny dart from her abdomen.]

Leah: What the hell?

[The camera pans to see Jun Takada tucking something into his coat jacket as Star stares in his direction. She glares at him and steps inside the ring, throwing the silver dart to the ground. The camera grew rushes over to the dart and shows it on the video screen.]

JLT: Is that…

Leah: A tranquilizer dart?!

[Veronica has pulled herself up in the corner and leans her head back. As she breathes she spits blood from her lips. As the crowd screams, Veronica and Star stare at each other from across the ring, both nearly blinded by the sweat, blood and hair in their eyes. The two women then nod at each other and then run full speed ahead and collide in the center of the ring with the last reserves of their energy!!! Both Star & Veronica unleash a barrage of punches, before falling to the mat. The two divas roll around, exchanging blow after blow. Veronica manages to get the upper hand by rolling Star onto her back. Veronica rakes the eyes of the Glittering Goddess, who in turn screams in agony before being pummeled in the face by Veronica’s closed fists. Star begins to buck wildly in a vain attempt to throw Veronica off of her. Just then, Veronica hops to her feet and wraps her fist around Star’s hair, dragging her along and serving Star with a few forearms to her head for good measure.]

JLT: Veronica is exposing the turnbuckle!

[Veronica snatches the protecting covering off the turnbuckle. She then yanks Star’s head back and drives it towards the exposed metal, but Star holds on to the ropes, preventing Veronica from slamming her face into it. With a quick, sharp motion, Star jerks her head back and nails Veronica right in the nose! Surprised and cross-eyed from the pain, Veronica clutches her nose, giving Star the opportunity to grab her by the arm and catapult her into the ropes. As Veronica bounces back, Star falls to the mat with a drop toe hold that bounces Veronica’s face off the exposed turnbuckle! Star is unable to capitalize on the advantage however as she sinks to one knee. She shakes her head to wake herself up then blinks her eyes a few times.]

JLT: This match is so brutal!

Leah: The tranquilizer is starting to take its affect on Star. NOOOOO!

[Star pulls herself back up using the ropes as Veronica spits blood on the mat. Seeing Star from behind she performs a handstand, and hooks her legs under the Star’s armpits! The crowd begins to boo as they see Veronica beginning the “Pink Slip”!!! As Veronica flip forwards,, Star catches her in as three-quarter facelock! Star then uses the ropes to perform a backflip over the Veronica while maintaining the facelock turning it into an inverted facelock, just before landing face down to the mat! She drives the Veronica head back-first down to the pile of the destroyed tiara!!! Star lies motionless on top of Veronica!]

JLT: Star just hit reversed out of the Pink Slip with The Supernova!!!!!

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Leah: No way!

JLT: She did it!

[Star and Veronica remain motionless on the mat as Jun slides into the ring.]

John Roe: Ladies & Gentlemen… here is your winner… STAR!!!!!

JLT: She ended Veronica’s winning streak!

Leah: Barely!

[As medical staff rushes out and swarms the ring, Jun rolls Star off of Veronica and picks her up before carrying her back out of the ring before the medical staff has a chance to look at her. Star is put onto a stretcher; her eyes closed the entire time.]


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