2019.02.22: PWN - LONE - LONE 20

Rook vs. Tick L. w/Slapp

North: HELLO AND WELCOME EVERYONE TO SUPREMACY: LONE #20. FALLCOAST FALLOUT 2! I'm Kevin North alongside my colleague DIC...

The camera reveals DIC to be wearing a neckbrace.

DIC: Yeah, I'm glad to be back but I ain't too thrilled at Trashy Terri and what she did.

North: Speaking of her. We've got quite the show planned for you tonight! With the main event as Gutter Trash Terri Thompson takes on her former best friend and now bitter enemy, "The Highlight of the Night" and...

DIC: AND THE WOMAN WHO BROKE WENDY'S NECK! What's the matter, North? Can't say it?

North: Alison Crowne, the LONE Champion, in LONE's first ever title--

DIC: LONE'S FIRST EVER LADDER MATCH for the LONE TITLE! That's right! And my Queen's going to have ANOTHER first under her belt! Get it right, North!

North: ... But instead of running down everything tonight, let's just get right to the ring and showcase all the surprises we have in store!

DIC: THAT... we can agree on!
Baxter: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

“Chicken Huntin’” by ICP suddenly begins to play over the public address sound system.

Baxter: Introducing first, hailing from The Big Tent on 9th Street, accompanied by Slapp, she is... TIIIIIICK L!

Bouncing around on the stage, they quickly make their way down to the ring, mean mugging fans as they walk down the aisle. They hop up onto the apron and then enter through the top and middle rope. They begin to make hand motions as if they’re going to cut off the heads of the chickens. Laughing hysterically at their own comedy.

Kernkraft 400's "Zombie Nation (Original Version)" starts up. Rook steps out from behind the curtain, standing on stage and lowering her glasses some as she looks out over the crowd. She takes a few steps before taking her glasses off and tossing them out towards whichever lucky fan will catch them, before retrieving another pair and sliding them on.

Baxter: And her opponent! From Deer Lodge County, Montana! ROOOOOOOOOOK!

She hops up onto the apron, taking a few steps and then putting one leg through the middle and top rope, but pauses to lower her glasses and look out at the crowd before fully stepping through.

DING DING

North: It's been a while since we've seen Tick L. in action here but two months ago Rook nearly did the impossible as she was only seconds away from winning the LONE Championship in her first match.

DIC: I mean, she's hot but not as hot as my Queen Alison. Still, she's pretty hot.

North: You really haven't learned anything with a month off, have you?

DIC: DIC don't change for no one!

North: Ignoring that, Rook has her work cut out for her. Tick L. and Slapp are always up to new antics, one of them is sure to fire off.

Rook looks over at Tick L. wearing her sunglasses as the two Juggalettes point and laugh at her. Tick L. pokes Rook in the chest daring her to take the first swing with Slapp goading her on. Rook just stares at her looking rather unimpressed as Tick L. starts getting in her face trying to taunt her, finally slapping the sunglasses off her face. Tick L. bursts into laughter again but gets caught under the jaw with an uppercut as Rook throws an unpolished but effective spinning backhand to Tick L., knocking her down on the followup.

North: Word on the street that Rook's sunglasses are made with shatterproof lenses. Tick L. just earned an uppercut to the jaw with that one.

DIC: For a second I thought Tick L.'s head was going to pop faster than a Jack in the Box.

Rook picks her up sunglasses and puts them back on as she slides down for a low dropkick to Tick L.'s face as she tries to get up. Rook then quickly tries to go for the very same heelhook that nearly won her the LONE Championship on her debut, Tick L. screaming and panicking as Slapp reaches in and literally pulls her partner to the ropes. The referee blinks several times at how bold Slapp was to break the hold and considers throwing the match out immediately but instead just shakes his head and mouths 'don't do that' at her.

North: Definitely bold move by Slapp, risking immediate disqualification but the referee decided to cut her a break.

DIC: Juggalos are a gang you know, that ref knows he don't have the street cred to tell her no.

North: Honestly, I think it's pity more than anything. If that heelhook had the champion screaming I can rightfully understand how nobody else would want to be stuck in it.

Rook grabs Tick L. by the ankle an tries to drag her back to the center of the ring but Tick L. catches her in a cradle pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Rook sits up after kicking out and doesn't dwell on the surprise as she tries to scoop Tick L. off the mat who tries to jab her thumb into her eye only... for the sunglasses to block her. Rook can be heard mouthing off 'really?' to Tick L. before Tick L. bites her hand and bites it hard like she's trying to rip a chunk of flesh out of her hand. Rook yelps as Tick L. lets go and this time aims for the head, connecting with The Tick Bite a she gnawed on her head! Rook is completely disoriented and taken off guard by this unorthodox and illegal tactic as the referee yells at Tick L. repeatedly to stop, something she eventually relents to. Tick L. winds up a good punch and hits Rook dead center in the face, knocking her down to the mat. Tick L. swiftly snatches the glasses off Rook's head as she reaches down and with her arms and legs she stomps forward in a very exaggerated motion while waving her arms and hands before striking a pose. Slapp yells at Tick L. to go to the top, and Tick L. swiftly does, climbing to the top turnbuckle, leaping off for her signature diving headbutt, Laugh Now, Die Later! Tick L. begins her descent as she flies further and further.... across the ring.... and missing Rook completely by about four feet!

North: Tick L. took her shot and missed with that diving headbutt, I don't think she's doing any laughing right now.

DIC: I bet those stupid sunglasses screwed up her vision!

Rook turns her head on the mat seeing this and rolls up off her back onto her feet before trapping Tick L. in the heel hook. Tick L. immediately taps out.

Baxter: Here is your winner by submission... Rook!

Rook releases the hold and gets to her feet, the referee raising her hand as Tick L. rolls out of the ring to Slapp. Suddenly Rook gets attacked from behind from a face that hasn't been seen at LONE for quite some time, a graduate of 4WA herself.

North: Ashley Lopez? What's she doing here? We haven't seen her in quite some time!

DIC: Because she's been living the good life in Hollywood instead of cold and boring Maine! She's gracing us with her presence and none of you are worthy!

Lopez kicks Rook hard in the ribs several times, shooting stiff soccer style penalty kicks right at her. As Rook is busy covering up her ribs and reeling from the attack Lopez hits her with a curb stomp, driving her boot into the back of her skull and into the mat.

North: The Walk of Fame!

DIC: That's a wrap! Better luck next month, Rook!

Lopez poses over Rook's motionless body before rolling out of the ring, pie facing a fan on her way to the back that was trying to reach over and pat her or ask for a selfie, causing an irate fan to throw their bag of popcorn at her; missing in the process.

Ainslee Avalon & Anne "Flying" Grayson vs. Flying Eagle and The Lioness

Baxter: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Making their way to the ring....

"Holy Diver" by Killswitch Engage hits and with a walk of confidence walks out Ainslee Avalon to the entrance through the curtain. She stands there a moment looking into the ring at the Lioness and Flying Eagle, students of LONE. With a death stare to the ring, "Long Way Down" by Haste the Day hits with an eruption from the crowd for both ladies. Ainslee throws her hat out to the crowd and Ainslee looks at Anne with a look of disgust but they make their way to the ring.

Baxter: From New York City, Ainslee Avalon and from Atlanta, Georgia, Anne "Flying" Grayson! And their opponents already in the ring, Flying Eagle and The Lioness!

Everybody takes a moment to figure out who's going to start the match and the bell rings. It’s Anne Grayson starting things off standing across the ring from The Lioness. Both partners, Ainslee Avalon and Flying Eagle are on the aprons and the ladies circle it around. Heading into a tie up and when they lock in, The Lioness is trying to push Anne back but she’s able to sneak her right leg between Lioness’ and sweeps her legs out dropping Lioness to her back and Anne jumps in for a quick pin but only two. Anne is to her feet and is backing off, encouraging the Lioness to do the same. Outside the ring, Ainslee is yelling in Anne, “What are you doing?! Finish her off! Don’t give her a chance!” Anne is disregarding it, wanting the challenge.

DIC: I don’t understand the decision to make these two work together. My queen Ainslee is destined for amazing things and Grayson is not only holding her back here but she’s not even listening to Ainslee’s words of wisdom! Don’t give that domesticated animal a chance! Lions can be dangerous!

North: Jack E. Bux put them together because of how well they know each other and last month I feel like we were all quite a bit surprised by how well they learned to work together but it worked out and Bux liked it so much that he booked this match again tonight! There’s the experience edge on their side individually but as a tag team, these two teams are about on an even playing field!

Lioness is up but she looks furious as she thinks Anne is playing around with her.and she shoves Anne back. Anne’s eyebrows perk up with a bit of a smirk and she steps up just to be shoved back again. Lioness is losing her temper and Flying Eagle is shouting at her to keep it together and Lioness pushes Anne back again but knocks her down this time.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOH!!

DIC: Anything Grayson gets she has coming to her for doing what she did to my queen but Lioness is starting to get a bit of a big head when Ainslee is over there on the apron dying to get in and she’ll tame that lion real quick.

North: Flying Eagle and Lioness tonight have never teamed before outside of a couple of live matches for the in house crowd only, being students of LONE so the pressure is on for them tonight to perform well and she’s really testing her limits stepping up to the plate against Anne Grayson and Ainslee Avalon tonight. Although it’s been a while since we’ve seen somebody step up to Anne Grayson this way which is the same reason to not take her lightly.

DIC: Yeah yeah yeah.

Anne does not look too happy and for good reason. Anne rolls back to her shoulders and hops up to her feet taking Lioness off guard. Anne smacks her across the side of her feet, grabs Lioness’ arm and pushing into one set of ropes and whips Lioness across the ring and she’s met with a dropkick taking her down. Anne hits the ropes and comes running with a flipping senton and rolls over for a pin but only two! Ainslee is dying to get in so Anne grabs Lioness’ arm and drags her to the corner and Ainslee tags herself in. Stepping between the ropes, Ainslee grabs Lioness by the hair, bringing Lioness to her feet and still holding her hair. Ainslee kicks Lioness’ knee out from her to drop her down to a knee. Ainslee then backs up, yells out, runs forward and >SMACK< cracks her knee into Lioness’ face and she’s down.

DIC: OFF WITH HER HEAD SAID THE QUEEN! I told you, North! I told everybody that if that wild lion tried to push her luck too much and too far and she got KNOCKED THE HELL OUT!

North: That was quite a rough knee shot to the Lioness and it looks like she’s out of it. Ainslee could very well make the cover here and this team could walk out as the winners but… it looks like Ainslee wants Flying Eagle to get into the ring!

DIC: Do it! Make that Eagle extinct!

North: That’s a bit harsh there, DIC. I can say that I’ve seen similar tactics from other teams in history and this could make or break the match. Ainslee is very talented but even the most talented can lose in three seconds.

Flying Eagle doesn’t seem to know how to react with Ainslee pointing at her. Ainslee drags the out cold Lioness over and essentially forces the tag while . Flying Eagle gets in slowly just to be knocked down instantly with a nasty elbow shot. Anne gives an expression on the apron like “that really f’n hurt” along with the crowd with their OOOOOOHS. Ainslee brings Eagle to her feet and walks her half limp body over to the corner. Ainslee looks over at Anne Grayson signaling for the climb, and she begins her ascension.

DIC: OFF WITH HER HEAD TOO! YEAH BABY!

North: Another rough shot from Ainslee tonight and down goes Flying Eagle before she even knew what was coming! And wait… wait a second here. We saw them do this for the first time last time! We don’t know if they have a name for this yet or not but it has definitely proven effective! That shooting star press and stomping crab combo is not to be messed with and if this is it, Flying Eagle is in for a major headache!

Ainslee hoists Flying Eagle up in a wheelbarrow type of position but the opponent looks up - so like a reverse wheelbarrow. Anne leaps off the top turnbuckle with a 450 shooting star press, driving Eagle into the ground with Ainslee hanging on. Ainslee turns Eagle over with an liontamer style, arched single leg crab. Lioness is trying to get in the ring but she doesn’t notice Anne had dropped from the apron and snuck behind her. Anne Grayson hoisted herself to Lioness’ shoulders and drove her head first into the mat with a reverse hurricanrana. Flying Eagle isn’t tapping so Ainslee takes it to the next step and just starts to stomp into her head over and over again with the submission still in until Flying Eagle taps out.

DING DING DING

Baxter: Your winners of the match, Ainslee Avalon and Anne “Flying” Grayson!

A mixture of “Holy Diver” and “Long Way Down” is playing for the winners while they take a moment to celebrate.

No Fly Zone vs Gucci Gals w/Spice & Ice on Commentary

Suddenly “Cinnamon Girl” by Neil Young plays over the public address sound system as both Cinnamon and Violent Violet step out onto the stage to a large chorus of boos. Each one held a microphone in hand as they stood just outside the curtain.

Cinnamon: You know, everybody wants a handout these days. Whether it's Terri crying about her rematch, Hannah Kix demanding to get fed, No Fly Zone claiming they got robbed or The Damned pretending everyday is Halloween to let their freak flag fly sipping on cranberry juice sticking their little fangs where they don't belong; everybody wants something. So Bux is going around like Oprah and just handing out promises on a whim; nevermind that there were three teams in that tag title match, nevermind that The Damned spent a little six month vacation in Transylvania looking for Daddy Dracula.

Cinnamon turns her head to Violent Violet.

Cinnamon: You know, rumor is The Damned already think they're owed the next shot. Like it's 'God's will' that it be theirs.

Cinnamon rolled her eyes hard.

Cinnamon: And if Bux was a leader he'd put a stop to that and recognize that there's one more team in line. Maybe he's afraid to come out more than once a month, afraid of Alison and Lexi's shadow that he'll get his other ankle matching his shattered one. But I guess in 2019 the mob rules.

Violet raises the microphone up to her lips, looking rather unimpressed with the whole situation as the crowd boos.

Violet: Our blood is good enough one month but the next few we get told that we 'got nothing for you'. Everyone just makes demands and for the most part they go unchallenged so Cinnamon and I talked; why shouldn't we start taking what's ours? You want anarchy? We'll give you anarchy. So little Cathy and Stitches, here's a reality check; the line starts behind us. Take your number and wait your turn. Otherwise I just might be tempted to rip those stitches out of your face, yank those fangs out of Cathy's mouth and make a necklace out of it. Guccis, No Fly Zone; it doesn't matter who wins. We're /taking/ the next shot. Like it or hate it, but learn to love it.

With that Spice and Ice make their way over to the announce table.

North: Strong words by Spice and Ice, and it looks like they're not done. They're apparently going to be joining us for this next match.

DIC: Cinnamon! Hey Cinnamon! Take a seat next to Big Poppa DIC! Holla, if you hear that!

North: You really have no shame, do you?

"Stay Fly" by 3 6 Mafia hits the speakers and a big cheer from the crowd comes alive as "Fly" Felicia Hawkins and Kayoko "Yoyo Yoko" Ichikawa make their way from behind the curtain.

In confidence they stand, making their way down to the ring and giving high fives to all of their fans along the way. Felicia wears a backwards cap with a a flag on it, half USA on the left and half Japan on the right and a big smile on her face. Kayoko wears a zip up jacket with the flag design on the back with the Japanese flag on the left, the USA flag on the right. They look ready for action, sliding into the ring and jump into different corners with their arms up and getting the love from the crowd.

“Gucci Gang” by Lil' Pump suddenly blasts over the public address sound system as the fans immediately start to boo as Miss. Gucci and Prada Paula come walking out with arrogant smirks expressed on their faces and the LONE Tag Team Championships around their waists.

Walking down the aisle while blatantly snubbing the fans, they get down to the ring and enter as the crowd begins to boo even louder. Gucci waves her 4 finger ring that reads GUCCI before talking smack to the fans while Prada puts a hand out as if she's pie facing fans who oogle/berate her.

Baxter: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the LONE Tag Team Championship! Introducing first they are the former champions, Kayoko Ichikawa and 'Fly' Felicia Hawkins... No Fly Zone!

Kayoko and Felicia raise their arms in the air as the crowd cheers them on.

Baxter: Introducing next, they are the current reigning and defending LONE Tag Team Champions... Miss Gucci and Prada Paula... The Gucci Gals!

DING DING

North: We got Prada Paula and Felicia Hawkins starting things off here, this match could go either way.

DIC: I mean, The Gucci's totally got this.

Cinnamon: If they want to keep the belts warm for us another month then hey, more power to them.

Violet: I hope they tear each other apart.

Felicia and Paula start off for their respective teams, closing the gap between each other quickly and tying up with one another. Paula backs Felicia up into the ropes before catching her in a side headlock. The referee calls on her to move away from the ropes or break the hold and Paula complies with the former. Paula wrenches the pressure in early but Felicia manages to slip out and grabbing Paula's arm slips behind her with a hammerlock. Paula positions her body and twists out of it now facing Felicia but her arm still being held onto. Paula immediately drops prone trying to force Felicia to let go but Felicia goes with her to the mat. Paula positions her body to transition into a crossface, trapping her arm but Felicia resists the facelock to complete the hold, using her free hand as a wedge. Felicia forces herself up to a knee as Paula won't release her arm. Felicia remains resilient as she forces them both to their feet, Paula reaches out towards her corner as she tries to drag Felicia with her but Felicia contorts and wraps her body around her, hitting a tilt-a-whirl headscissors, and sends Paula colliding straight towards No Fly Zone's corner! The referee slaps his hands together. Felicia tags Kayoko in as the referee slaps them together again.

North: Miss Gucci sneaks in the blind tag without either of her opponents realizing it.

Cinnamon: I mean, she's an expert at that. Sneaking around, you know how it is.

Violet: Coward.

DIC: I totally agree, she's a ninja!

Cinnamon: Who's side are you on anyway? You can't keep riding the fence between us and them.

DIC: You know I'm on your side, I even picked you two as the future tag team champions!

North: You said that about them and the Gucci Gals.

DIC: Shut. Up. Kev. Shut. Up.

No Fly Zone whips Paula to the ropes, Kayoko goes for a step up enziguri while Felicia goes for a low dropkick to the knees, connecting in unison before Felicia slips out of the ring and returns to her corner. Kayoko strikes a pose for the crowd but Felicia points urgently behind her, but before she can turn around Miss Gucci grabbed and slammed her down to the mat by yanking her hair from behind. This gets a very negative reaction of the crowd as the referee gives her a verbal warning which is just as quickly and dismissively brushed off. Paula rolls onto the apron and slowly pulls herself up in her teams corner as Miss Gucci grabs both of Kayoko's arms while standing on her hair and yanks upward! The referee immediately begins his five count.

1!

2!

3!

4!

FI-

Miss Gucci lets go and stomps on her face for good measure. Felicia tries to dart into the ring but this only causes the referee to intercept her and try to force her back to her own corner. Paula walks over and through the ropes presses her foot on Kayoko's throat while Miss Gucci repeatedly stomps on her stomach. Felicia pleads her case but the referee is having none of it as he insists that she got back to her corner. Felicia rolls her eyes and sighs throwing her hands up and walking back, the referee turning around just in time to see Paula hold her hands up an release the foot choke, grabbing ahold of the tag rope in her corner.

North: Illegal choke! Come on ref, step up!

Violet: She should've held on longer. Just go all the way.

Cinnamon: Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. They wish they could be just like Spice and Ice.

DIC: Why do you hate them anyway?

Cinnamon: If you have to ask you're part of the problem.

The referee suspects something's up and immediately tries to question both the Gucci Gals but they feign innocence, acting like they're oblivious to the act in question. Miss Gucci grabs Kayoko by the ankle and drags her away from the ropes, making a quick tag to Paula as she does. Miss Gucci turns Kayoko on her stomach and applies her knee to the back of her neck as she locks her in the Liontamer variant of the boston crab. Paula meanwhile backs up, and shoots a soccer style penalty kick straight to Kayoko's ribs, Miss Gucci throwing her hands up and releasing the hold and returning to her corner after. Kayoko screams in pain as Paula goes for the cover; only getting a two count.

North: Only a two count! She might have bruised a few ribs there.

Violet: Should've broken them all.

DIC:Can't we all just get along?

North: You're pleading for peace, you of all people?

DIC: What?! I don't want Spice and Ice and my Gucci's to fight! No Fly Zone is the real enemy!

Violet: Well that's too bad. You should learn that you can't always get what you want.

Paula quickly gets up and goes for a standing elbow drop looking to work over the midsection some more but her elbow only hits canvas as Kayoko managed to roll out of the way as she tried to pull herself back to her feet. Paula gets back on her feet just a second or two quicker and tries to put Kayoko back down with a bulldog but Kayoko ducked as Paula hit nothing but air as she crashed back down to the mat. Kayoko pops back up and kicks Paula back in the head with a mule kick in the seated position, stunning her. Paula shakes her head, falling on her side before scooping herself up and getting up to a knee only to eat a dropkick to the side of the head. Kayoko goes for the quick pin 1.... 2... KICKOUT! Kayoko gets up and brings herself as well as Paula up to her feet looking to hit her bridging northern lights suplex but Paula hooks her leg inside Kayoko's as she tries to lift her up. Kayoko tries again and Paula again blocks it by hooking the leg. Kayoko then tries for a third time but Paula this time jabs her thumb in her high forcing her to let go as the boo birds come out and crow rather loudly.

North: That should be a disqualification. The former champs are doing everything they can to stay in this Paula is willing to take every shortcut imaginable.

DIC: An eye for an eye only makes your opponent blind.

Cinnamon: Their fashion choices will make everyone wish they were blind.

Paula drives her into her corner with a shoulder tackle, holding her there until Miss Gucci slaps her on the back, the referee slapping his hands together to signal a legal tag. Miss Gucci and Paula both take turns stomping on Kayoko as she struggles to defend herself and stay upright, slowly slumping to a seated position in the corner, the referee threatening disqualification only for Paula to exit the ring at the count of four. Felicia looks on with worry with her arm hanging over the top rope, eager to get back into the match as Miss Gucci continues to stomp on her partner's face in the corner. Miss Gucci makes a quick tag to Paula who resumes stomping in a similar manner only to quickly tag Miss Gucci back in, as they hook arms and begin rotating in a circle as they take turns stomping. The referee again gives his five count with Paula dipping back out at four and a half.

North: We've seen this before, during the triple threat tag The Gucci Gals used this same tactic on Violent Violet.

Violet: I'm right here.

North: I know, but they did. As a matter of fact that may have changed the outcome of the match. Your focus was divided an as a result you weren't able to make the save for your partner.

Cinnamon: Are you trying to drive a wedge between us? Look at you,poindexter, you were probably the kid that got excused from anything physical with an inhaler glued to your lips.

DIC: He totally was.

Cinnamon: I'm not even surprised. Look, stay in your lane you dweeb. Feel grateful that Violet and I are even near you.

DIC: Recognize.

Violet: Calm it, Dex. That doubly applies to you.

Miss Gucci mockingly shouts to Felicia 'go tag her!' as Kayoko tried crawling back to her corner, Miss Gucci grabbing her by the leg when she's almost within reach and dragging her back to the center with a dismissive laugh. Grabbing ahold of her leg she flips Kayoko over, crossing her legs as she steps through and turns her over on her stomach, Miss Gucci locking in her sharpshooter she calls Poise. Kayoko screams in pain as she's isolated in the middle of the ring.

North: Miss Gucci has the Poise locked in in the center of the ring. The rope are a long, long way away. Kayoko is in some serious trouble here.

Cinnamon: Might be better if she taps out here, I don't blame her for not wanting to face us.

The crowd stomps and claps as they try to rally Kayoko and No Fly Zone back into this match as Kayoko makes the slow, arduous journey towards the ropes as she crawls with one arm over the other. Miss Gucci wrenches back and ratchets up the pressure for all she's worth, determined to break the former champions in their first title defense. Felicia claps with the fans keeping the noise levels high as Kayoko is nearly halfway to the ropes now. Miss Gucci tries to drag her to the center of the ring once more in a battle of wills but Kayoko ends up dragging Miss Gucci backwards with her and gets within a fingertip's length from the ropes, only for Paula to kick her head through the ropes. Amazingly Kayoko fought through the kicks to the face and latched onto the bottom rope! The referee sees this and goes to verbally admonish Paula but has to immediately turn around and call for a clean break, feeling overwhelmed by the tag team champions' willingness to bend or break the rules.

North: You have to wonder if the champs are trying to get disqualified on purpose now.

DIC: It's an effective strategy, milk that Championship Advantage.

Violet: They're going to need to save every bit of energy for what comes next. It ain't going to be pretty.

The referee counts.

1!

2!

3!

4!

Miss Gucci lets go as she and Prada Paula both give the referee and earful, adamant that no rules have been broken; that badly anyway. Miss Gucci argues that she has until five while Paula was within reach of the tag rope making everything okay. The referee warns both women that they're flirting with disqualification at this point but only appears to have his warnings shrugged off and laughed at. Miss Gucci grabs Kayoko up by the hair as she looks to lift her up and put her away with That's So Gucci; her signature Mr. Perfect styled fisherman suplex, the Perfectplex. Kayoko manages to slip out as she's lifted up and counters with a german suplex! Kayoko hangs on and lifts Miss Gucci back up, transitioning into a northern lights suplex with the second lift! Kayoko holds on for the bridge and the pin! 1.... 2..... THRE-KICKOUT! Miss Gucci barely kicks out!

North: Felicia is fired up, she's burning to get in there and give her partner a much needed moment to breathe.

DIC: I could say the same about Miss Gucci! The champs know they're close to putting this one away and that's a fact! The former champs are fading; that was the last gasp before defeat and it didn't get the job done!

Cinnamon: I swear, are you the President of their fan club?

DIC: Wha... I mean... what I'm trying to say is... you know I'm all about Spice and Ice!

Cinnamon: Suuure.

Kayoko begins crawling towards her corner as does Miss Gucci, Miss Gucci is closer to her corner and makes the tag first to Prada Paula. Kayoko inches towards her own corner, her hand barely out of reach of Felicia's as she's hanging her body over the top rope as much as the tag rope will allow her to but Paula grabs her foot and tries to pull her back. Kayoko twists her body upward, her leg swinging and connecting with an enzguri to Paula's head making her let go! Kayoko reaches out and dives!

The referee slaps his hands together; the tag is legal!

'Fly' Felicia Hawkins hops over the top rope and into the ring as she clotheslines Paula down to the mat. Miss Gucci gets up in the corner and tries to re-enter but Felicia runs over with a flying forearm smash knocking her down! Felicia turns back to Paula who's popped up and takes her down with three armdrags in succession followed by a falcon arrow. Felicia hooks the leg...1....2...3!

Or it would've been a 3 count but Miss Gucci pulled the referee out of the ring!

North: We should have new tag team champions right now!

Violet: You will; just you wait.

The referee argues with Miss Gucci on the outside but Felicia Hawkins is having none of it and holding onto the top rope slings her feet under the middle rope and kicks Miss Gucci! Prada Paula gets up however and rolls her up from behind in a pin! The referee slides in to count. 1!

Prada Paula puts her feet on the middle rope and holds onto the back of Felicia's pants for leverage!

2!

Kayoko pulls herself up and exits her corner, sprinting and diving to break the pin...

3!

Kayoko breaks up the pin just a fraction of a second too late!

Baxter: Here are your winners and.... STILL LONE Tag Team Champions... Prada Paula and Miss Gucci... The Gucci Gals!

The Gucci Gals are handed their titles, which they greedily grab from the ref who is taken back by this. They hold the titles up when suddenly the lights go out.

People start to flick on their camera phones to try and see what's going on, leaving the crowd lit up like fireflies.

DIC: Oh man, what's going on?

North: I don't know...

The lights turn back on, and the Gucci Gals are laid out, with their tag titles draped over their waists. The camera zooms in to show that their heads have been tilted, necks exposed with little drops of blood on them as if they've been bit by vampires.

North: Oh my... You don't think...

DIC: That creepy, freaky duo had a bite to eat on my queens!

Officials and staff from the back rush to ringside to check up on the Gucci Gals.

North: I'm being told we've got cameras on No Fly Zone in the back. Let's take you backstage!

Backstage Segment: No Fly Zone

Coming Soon!

"The Highlight of the Night" Alison Crowne w/Lexi Pryce vs "Gutter Trash" Terri Thompson

Coming Soon!