2019.07.26: PWN - LONE - LONE 25

Intro

We start the show immediately with the arena darkening, and the titantron lighting up to a screen with cursive writing in blood red that reads

For God is not the author of confusion, but of peace, as in all churches of the saints. - 1 Corinthians 14:33 KJV

The crowd starts to cheer as they know what this means. Sister Catherine and Stitches are soon shown in the frame, standing in front of a blood red background, with Catherine in her nun habit and Stitches petting the doll in Catherine's likeness.

Sister Catherine: Slaves to Sin... Daughters of Debauchery... The Gucci Gals flaunt their bodies on a beach, to mock us as they enjoy God's sunlight.

Stitches: ... Materialistic...

Sister Catherine: They also flaunt the LONE Tag Team Championships, but least they forget, they almost lost them last month. However, God did not will it so then...

Stitches: God is conflicted...

Sister Catherine: No. God is never conflicted. He's never confused. 1 Corinthians 14:33. For God is not the author of confusion, but of peace, as in all churches of the saints. It is not as if God was conflicted on if we should win the titles or not, no. God has a plan. God always has a plan. I believe last month happened because God wants us to rise above it. He wants us to continue to climb his stairway to heaven.

Stitches: He wants us to be able to look down on the Gucci Gals as they play around in their pools of pleasure, willfully ignorant of the destination to the path that they walk...

Sister Catherine: They say they have God given talent. That is true, as all things are given to us from the Lord. However, they use their talent for all of the wrong reasons.

Stitches: They could be trying to educate in the ways of the Lord...

Sister Catherine: Instead, they keep their mind on designer clothes, worshiping the creators of brand names as if THEY are Gods.

Stitches stops petting the doll, shaking her head in disappointment.

Stitches: Sacrilegious.

Sister Catherine: They will soon learn a lesson, and it will be a harsh one.

Stitches: For we are relentless.

Sister Catherine: We are undeterred.

Both: We are the Damned.

Stitches: And we will make you lay down for the Lord.

Sister Catherine: We will make you tap out to GOD!

Stitches laughs menacingly while Sister Catherine sprays a red substance from her mouth into the camera's lens.

Fade.

Kevin North: Hello everyone and welcome to Supremacy: LONE 25 - Three Year Anniversary! This is our 3rd year anniversary as a company! I'm Kevin North alongside my broadcast colleague DIC! We've got a tremendous night of action planned for you all. Jennifer Stewart makes her debut.

DIC: She's quite the looker.

North: ... and we have the Gucci Gals defending their tag team titles against The Damned.

DIC: My Queens will prove that last month wasn't some mistake!

North: And also, Alison Crowne will be defending her title against not one but TWO opponents in Ami Reeves and "Pretty" Fay Qent!

DIC: Another Queen with another notch in her belt coming up against that video game nerd and that felon!

North: And with that, we're going to start with our first match!

Jennifer Stewart vs. Hip O. Potamus

Baxter: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, from The Animal Kingdom, she is HIP O. POTTAMUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS!

Hip O. Potamus raises her hands as she stands in a corner of the ring. The crowd cheers.

Baxter: And her opponent..

The arena goes dark. A spotlight shines on the stage. It appears a piano was wheeled out, with Jennifer herself standing by it and there's the man from Jennifer Stewart's teaser videos seated in front of the piano. He begins to play a lovely tune as Jennifer Stewart steps forward in her glittering blue dress with microphone in hand. As she sings, she makes her way to the ring while the spotlight follows her.

Jennifer Stewart: Iiiiiii'm on the hunt!
I'm on the hunt for a hippo
Oh will I tame this wild, wild beeeeeast?
I'm on the hunt! I'm on the hunt!
I'm on the hunt for a hippo
She is a threat, to say the very leeeeeeast!

Am I afraid? Oh no I'm not!
For you will see my skills are very keeeen
I am the Mistress. Oh I'm the Mistress. The Mistress of the Microphone
And I will put on a performance the likes you've never seeeeeeeeen!

For those of you unaware, My name is Jennifer Stewart
And this wild beast I shall taaaaame!
I've come to make my mark! Make my mark! Make my mark on New England
And the wrestling world will never be the saaaaaaaame!

During her performance, she stops at the ring steps and casually steps up them before scaling the tunrnbuckles, placing her left foot on the top one while her other foot rests on the middle. When her performance is over, she hops into the ring and drops the mic.

Baxter: From San Antonio, Texas, she is the Mistress of the Microphone, JENNIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEER STEWAAAAAAAAAAART!

Jennifer Stewart takes a bow.

DING DING

North: Jennifer Stewart is making her in ring debut here tonight, she has certainly talked the talk and now it's time to walk the walk.

DIC: Hip O. Potamus is going to think she's a fun sized snack and try to eat her. I mean look at her eyes, she looks hungry!

North: Would you stop?

DIC: Come on, look at those eyes!

Hip O. charges towards Stewart with a clothesline but Stewart manages to duck with ease as the delivery was rather slow and sluggish. Stewart immediately kicks Hip O. behind the knee and causes her to stumble forward before Stewart planted her to the mat with a DDT. Stewart tries to go for a quick pin but Hip O. throws her off at the count of one. Stewart manages to land on her feet after nearly losing her balance and hits a shining wizard as her opponent tried to get back on her feet. Hip O. falls back to the mat as Stewart follows up with a double foot stomp to the chest.

North: Jennifer Stewart is firing on all cylinders here early on but she'll need to keep her foot on the gas.

DIC: She's got the speed and agility but I'm not entirely convinced. I mean... she ain't bad on the eyes or anything but she still looks like a little snack out there.

Hip O. groans on the mat and manages to shove Stewart away as she tries to pick her up and charges at her again, only to eat nothing but turnbuckle as Stewart again moved out of harm's way. Stewart runs and hits a dropkick to Hip O. as she was still parked in the corner, stunning her foe before she hopped through the ropes and onto the apron. Grabbing Hip O.'s head she runs her all the way to the next corner and slams her head on the turnbuckle, doing it again and again as the crowd counts.

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North: Say what you want about her size in comparison but she's definitely packing a powerful punch! I don't think Hip O. knows where she's at after getting her bell rung like that!

DIC: She's having her way with her and hey, if she wins this match she just may win my number to have her way with me. Vitamin D-I-C on tap!

North: Pull yourself together! Can you be professional for an entire match?

Hip O. is dazed as she stumbles back as Stewart reenters the ring. Stewart grabs a hold of Hip O.... trying to lift her up.... lifting lifting.... she finally gets her off the ground and falls backward for a piledriver!

North: The Mic Drop! This one's over!

DIC: How did she lift someone like her up? Someone needs a random drugtest immediately after this match!

North: For heaven's sake, we're not the NFL!

Jennifer Stewart goes for the cover as the crowd counts along. 1.....2.....3!

Baxter: Here is your winner.... Jennifer Stewart!

Jennifer Stewart is handed a microphone from a stage hand. She goes to the center of the ring and begins to sing.

Jennifer Stewart: I have tamed the wild beast.
Oh yes I have come out on toooop!
This is the ballad to your last dance
Worthy of a microphone drooooooooop!

She drops the microphone, soon exiting the ring.

Backstage Segment: Jack E. Bux

The camera cuts to backstage in front of the office of Jack E. Bux. The door appears to be cracked open as the cameraman peaks through it, revealing Jack E. Bux, Steven O'Reilly and Frank Washington huddled around his desk going over contracts.

O'Reilly: I mean, we've been going over contracts all day and our legal department for the past month; Alison's contract was the only one with that clause. Not even The Glorious One had that in her deal.

Bux looks up from his desk, appearing to be going through papers himself.

Bux: Well I didn't authorize this, so who did?

Washington: That's the problem; we don't know. The records we did have relating to that were purged almost a year ago. Our legal department has verified that it's a valid contractual clause though and the deal appears to be legal as well. I mean... I'm not an attorney or anything but whoever approved this either didn't want anyone to find out or to greatly inconvenience whoever eventually discovered him or her.

O'Reilly: I talked to Shirley in accounting and I think she may know something but she's refusing to speak. I tried asking Joe and Jamie and they seem to be playing dumb too.

Bux lets out a heavy sigh as he slams down a stack of papers.

Bux: I have my suspicions but I can't prove anything; yet. I thought something was fishy this entire time but I couldn't put my finger on it. I've been trying hard for a while to negotiate a new deal with Alison; I mean you guys know that. She's always been reliable and always gave it her all and her change of attitude didn't change that at all, just her methods. But I noticed one day she just stopped; like the negotiations just hit a sudden dead end. What I don't understand is that she'd still try to call out how we do business with these deals and at first I thought it was just a hardball negotiation tactic but...

Bux's voice trailed off as the gears in his mind were churning for a moment.

Bux: I suppose it makes sense that she wouldn't want to lose this 'poison pill' provision someone either negotiated for her or flat out gave her. She had to of known there was no way I'd agree to that, it's way too one sided.

Washington: I mean it only triggered upon breach of contract by the employer though. That's not too unreasonable on the surface. She caught you a little trigger happy and took advantage.

O'Reilly: Don't you think it's odd that the doctor's message was only sent out as you were about to head to the ring though? That sounds deliberate. I mean technically yeah, the effect is the same to trigger the poison pill but there's no way you could've known while standing out there. Something's rotten here.

Bux: That's true... something doesn't add up.

Washington: So what are we going to do? We still have her tonight before we have to try to negotiate a return; which she'll have to eventually to retain the belt. She's too prideful to just give it up. She's not solely interested in the money otherwise she'd be demanding the cash value. But to have the belt held hostage... that's not good for the company. This is coming from a guy who's done that before. It's almost as if she's taking pages out of my old playbook when I was a former villain.

Bux glances at Frank for a moment.

O'Reilly: Fuck that! If Alison isn't going to do business let's do business for her!

Bux: Hey, hold on a second! We can't stoop to her level, if we do she wins! I already got that attorney of hers breathing down my neck, LONE can't afford to suffer a drawn out legal campaign! Even if we win you can expect a guy like that to feed negative PR down the pipeline. We could lose a lot of our sponsors in the immediate to mid term. We can't compromise our morals and way of doing business just because she lost her way!

O'Reilly: Jack, you know I have nothing but respect for you. I'm honored that you reached out to me after things in Missouri closed down but we can't keep playing the appeasement game with her, tyrants like her are just going to keep on taking all these inches to wiggle and turn them into miles! You've been nothing but a good boss to her but she's rotten to the core now. I've seen punks like her in Japan and they don't ever learn unless you bring the stick down and smack them back down to reality. I've never wanted to lay a finger on a woman in my life but dammit Jack, I want to slap the arrogance out of her! It's not even a matter of gender at this point, but to see someone with that kind of lethal knowledge in her brain and abusing it for nefarious means. She's lost her way and we've already seen Wendy get seriously hurt; how many more people have to fall victim to her before we finally do what needs to be done? I would rather face the judge eye to eye and do right by this company than doing what's convenient!

Bux: So you want to give someone like her more ammunition? If we screw her out of the title here, if she doesn't lose this clean in the center of that ring, if we don't let the wrestlers do their jobs then we lose the people. Once the shock of the tyrant falling wears off, when the emotions settle down she will have the truth on her side. We would be making an unforced error, Steve!

Washington: Guys, guys, we need to get on the same page here. Look, I understand something needs to be done but if we're divided and not on the same page then she really does win. We need to show a united front and come up with a solution that all three of us agree on. I can understand where you're coming from Steve, I get it, but Bux brings up some very solid counterpoints. There's no perfect solution, we're going to have to deal with some kind of nasty drawback either way, that's just the way things are. The only way out we have is if Ami or Qent win this match the right way and that's completely out of our control. Let's cross that bridge if and when we get to it. We need to have faith in those two right now.

O'Reilly sighs and shakes his head.

O'Reilly: You guys... you just don't get it. I would at least think you'd understand Frank having been in the ring yourself; you're a guy that's actually been there before and seen things through the eyes of the rogue title holder out for personal gain. No offense Jack but you've never been there so I don't expect you to understand. I would love for us to be on the same page but we're not even in the same library right now. Try things your way, see if they work out for you. You might get lucky but you're looking to lose the whole damn pot. You're playing a fool's game!

Bux: Steve... give it some thought. We all ultimately want the same thing, we're all on the same team! We're all looking out for LONE! Please, Steve. Talk with us and let cooler heads prevail.

O'Reilly gets ready to speak but looks back, finally noticing that the office door was open. He walks briskly to the door and slams it shut, cutting out the outside world's only lens.

Backstage Segment: Linda Edwards w/Generations

Backstage, Linda Edwards is standing by with Generations moments before their match.

Linda: Anne Grayson, Ainslee Avalon, one year ago the two of you were fighting each other in one of the bloodiest rivalries that LONE has ever seen or possible will ever see. Here we are one year later, you’re not just a successful tag team but you’re the number one contenders for the LONE Tag Team championships that will also be decided later tonight. From what we have found out for your match tonight is that Jack E. Bux has scheduled you a mystery team to face. How do you feel about tonight?

Ainslee stands there, arms crossed looking intimidating as usual, and Anne is bouncing up and down ready to head to the ring.

Ainslee: I’m going to keep it super short and simple. A year ago we did try to kill each other. Bux pushed us together because he had a vision. We didn’t believe it at first but we’ve put down some locals, we’ve put down No Fly Zone, we’ve put down Spice & Ice - both independently and at the same time. We earned our contendership so we’re watching the match tonight to see who we’re taking the belts from. There’s not a team that can stand up to the dynamic Anne and I bring. So I don’t care who Bux has planned for us. It’s the three year anniversary and it’s our night.

Anne: And Linda - we’re so confident that we’re going to put our contendership on the line!

They walk away and the cameras cut out to the ring for introductions.

Generations vs. Hart & Soul (Bethany Hart & Tori Lee)

Baxter: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Baxter: And it is for the Number One contendership to the LONE Tag Team championships!

“Cross Off” hits and being a familiar tune now the crowd loves it. The screens bring up the names Ainslee Avalon and Anne Grayson. The crowd pops loud and both women in matching red and white attire with their “Generations” t-shirt being sported, step out from behind the curtain and make their way down the ramp, tossing their shirts to the crowd. With a fist bump they make their way to the ring. Ainslee up the steps, Anne sliding in. She pops up to one knee with her arms out and Ainslee behind her with her arms crossed and they look to the entrance for their opponent.

North: And here we go ladies and gentlemen! Generations are in the ring and it’s time to find out who the mystery opponents are!

DIC: I’ll let you in on a little secret - I know who they are. See, I called in a family favor and I know first hand that the team they’re facing is going to dethrone them! That’s what they get for ditching the DIC.

North: So… you’re taking credit for whomever this next team might be?

DIC: All DIC baby. They’re friends with the DIC, they love being around the DIC, they tell all of their friends it’s the best DIC and it’s like an orgy in my personal space and all the ladies are invited!
Then the lights go down to dark, and “Enth E End” by Linkin Park starts to play and the crowd instantly cheers with the spotlights going to the entrance and a curtain is there with the name “Hart & Soul” on it, around a design of a Heart with a distinctive energy around it. It drops and has Tori Lee who stands at about 5’10” with blonde hair and Bethany Hart who has a darker complexion with straight, shoulder length dark brown hair and stands at about 5’3”. The ladies are back to back, hoods up in their upper torso jackets with capes down to their thighs and an open back in the shape of a heart. They drop the hoods and face Generations and the lights come up and there they stand.

Baxter: And now making their way to the ring, the surprise opponent of the evening, from Boston, Massachusetts, they are Tori Lee and Bethany Hart - the team of Hart and Soooooullll!

North: This is huge! Hart & Soul retired from full time active competition about ten years ago after traveling around the country and capturing a number of singles and tag team championships between them, specializing in tag team wrestling. Jack E Bux is pulling out all the stops tonights for our 3 year anniversary! They come up the steps on separate sides of the apron. Tori Lee pushes down the bottom rope for Bethany to get in, and Bethany sits on the middle rope to let Tori in. Facing down Generations, Tori stands with her legs apart and Bethany on her stomach crawls between. They look at Generations, Tori puts her arms up, forming her hands to a Heart and Bethany with a smile and her fingers interlocked under her chin. They then stand up and their jackets put to ringside and in their corners. Tori Lee, the taller of the two, starts the match and it looks like Ainslee will start for Generations.

North: Generations know exactly who Hart & Soul are as they’ve also been an inspiration to their growth as a tag team.

DIC: THIS IS WHAT YOU GET WHEN YOU STOP TALKING TO THE DIC!

• DING DING*
  

They start to feel each other out as it is the first time they’re meeting. The crowd is on fire, clapping and stomping. Ainslee and Tori start to lock hands but Tori pulls it into a headlock on Ainslee and wrenches it in. Ainslee tries to use her power early on the counter out but Tori keeps it locked on. A second time Ainslee tries to lift it up but Tori locks it in tighter and Ainslee goes back into the ropes and Anne makes a quick tag. Ainslee shoves Tori off the headlock and drops down giving Anne the headroom to sprintboard to and off of the top rope and dropkicks an off guard Tori Lee. Anne doesn’t stay in the ring though and tags to Ainslee who starts to pick Tori off the ground.

North: The excitement for this match is through the roof tonight, DIC! The quick tags from Generations are there taking an early advantage but Tori Lee showing that experience on her side as well! Generations appear to know they’re going to need these quick tags to be certainly successful tonight!

DIC: What we’re looking at here is a classic game of cat and mouse! Tori is putting her foot down and showing early dominance but letting Generations THINK they’ve got a shot with their little semantics. This match is obviously in favor of Hart & Soul from the get go. New contenders tonight!

North: Things are just starting so it could be anyone’s game and right now the game is in favor of Generations. They appear to have a good idea what they’re up against. It’s OK to be upset that Ainslee doesn’t like like you, DIC.

DIC: Nonsense, The D-I-C dumped her!

Tori turns it into a jawbreaker staggering Ainslee back. She hits the ropes but comes back off of them with a little pep in her step seemingly unphased. Ainslee points to her jaw talking trash to Tori Lee who throws an elbow, a tough elbow actually catching Ainslee off guard which doesn’t happen often. Tori whips her from the ropes and Ainslee coming back gets a back body drop. A quick cover but only two before Ainslee kicks out. Tori grabs Ainslee by the hair to bring her back to her feet. Tori Lee puts Ainslee into the corner and leaves her chest exposed and a nice big open handed chop to the chest with a smack the crowd could hear all the way in the back. Tori stands at her side, winds her arm back and another loud side chop. Tori places Ainslee back into position and aims for a third chop and it connects. Tori walks away with her arms out, Ainslee holds onto her chest. Tori then gets into the corner directly across looking at Ainslee. Tori slaps her leg and runs across at Ainslee and connects a big Yakuza kick and into a northern lights suplex! But only two!

North: The favor has turned back to Tori Lee, just keeping Ainslee in that corner cut off away from Anne Grayson, a real veteran move keeping that corner of the ring occupied with chops echoing in every corner!

DIC: Somehow I feel like Ainslee is enjoying this a little too much. Tori Lee needs to do more! Bring the pain baby! Give her a little bit of the one two chop! I told you North! I brought them here! Not Bux, me! These two have been getting away with their highway robbery and cheating ways for too long and needed to face somebody that really take it to them! Really show them the Hart & Soul of a real tag team!

North: I still have my doubts that YOU are the reason they are here, but rather Hart & Soul saw this as an opportunity to show they’ve still got it, to compete with the best talent and in front of the best crowd. You won’t find the LONE energy anywhere else but right here at the Old Harvest Fairgrounds! Ainslee is showing that resilience as well from the chops to the trademark Soul Kick to the northern lights and she’s still in it!

DIC: Clear slow count, obviously. I mean come on! Corruption! Just like Bux taking credit for my team!

North: I wouldn’t even say it’s a slow count because it looked pretty fair to me! Ainslee nor Anne want to give up their contendership that they willingly put on the line!

Tori, confident lets Ainslee up and tells her to make the tag so she does. Anne jumps over the top rope, flipping over it and landing on her feet in the ring and coming face to face with Tori Lee. Anne has to look up at the towering woman of Tori Lee who shoves Anne back and keeps talking that veteran smack, telling Anne she’s too short to do anything to Tori. But that’s when Anne uses her speed in her favor with a spinning side kick to Tori’s gut, followed by a running knee lift. Tori is stunned so Anne even though not super close to the ropes does run to her left and starts to run up the corner but before she can even do anything, Bethany Hart who has yet to get into the match ran over since it was on her side of the ring and shoved Anne off the top, sending her crashing into the outside guard rail below. Ainslee is furious which sparked some more energy into her and is quick into the ring. Tori turns around and Ainslee lays into her with a fury of forearms backing Tori to the corner. Bethany tries to get herself involved but is met with a back elbow knocking her down to her back instantly. Ainslee grabs Tori by the side of her head and despite Tori having a few inches on her, Ainslee shows that power she’s known for and tosses Tori out of the corner, flipping her through the air back to near her corner with a heavy impact before the ref interjects himself, telling Ainslee to leave the ring.

North: Anne trying for one of those high risk combos but no avail as she gets sent spilling to the outside with control being retained by Hart & Soul, but Tori just screwed around a little too much giving Ainslee that moment to utilize that power she’s known for breaking out.

DIC: At least the ref is finally doing his job and getting that illegal person out of the ring! Keeping that control! Just ban that cheater while you’re at it!

North: Every show you’re out here calling Generations a bunch of cheaters but what have they done to actually “Cheat?”

DIC: Seriously!? Slow counts, bribing the referee, in the ring when you’re not tagged in, not using the tag rope! The list does on and on and on! Why won’t Ainslee call back?! I do what any good guy does, right? I text her and when she doesn’t respond I text her about 10 more times. And then I call her… and leave a couple… *cough*dozen*cough* messages. Can you believe her voicemail was full?! Give in to the DIC ladies, you know you want it and the DIC wants it too!

North: There is… clearly a problem there. But Ainslee is back on the apron while Anne recovers.

Anne has started to get herself together and slowly slides into the ring. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring, Bethany Hart, holding her head but reaches in asking for the tag and Tori Lee makes it. Bethany, the smaller and faster of the two is in and attempts a lariat attempt on Anne but she rolls through. Bethany turns around and Anne rolls backwards and with her feet grabs Bethany’s head and then rolls forward again flipping Bethany forward but she rolls through! Anne is to her feet fast and she runs past Bethany, jumps to the middle rope, to the top rope and then backwards and turns in midair connecting a crossbody to Bethany and a pin attempt but only two! Anne is up and taunts to the crowd, arms out and spins around once real quick and the crowd cheers. When Bethany is up, Anne is leaning back into the ropes and gives two finger guns in her direction but a nod to Ainslee’s direction. Ainslee tags herself in as was the signal, Anne fires the guns and runs to Bethany who’s back is turned and Ainslee comes into the ring. Anne leapfrogs over the standing Bethany with great agility and turns around looking for her spinning gut kick but Bethany saw it coming and in that split second she connected a superkick that didn’t quite catch all of it but enough that knocked Anne outside the ring! But it was short lived because turning around to celebrate and >BAM< a huge clothesline turning Bethany inside out, flipping around.

North: It’s hard to keep up with the back and forth action here but that was a beautiful crossbody showing off the risking ability that Anne Grayson is able to pull off so well but it wasn't enough to keep Bethany Hart down who’s the legal person from Hart & Soul. And that Super Hart Kick that Bethany likes to call it just didn’t quite connect it all but it was enough to make an impact! Shot for shot here DIC and it doesn’t look like it’s stopping anytime soon with that *massive* lariat to Hart!

DIC: She let it happen. Simple. She - let - it - happen. All part of the test.

Anne didn’t spill too hard and got herself back to the ring. Tori came in and struck Ainslee form behind and elbowed Anne. Tori climbed to the middle rope and tapped her elbow calling for her Dusty Rhodes inspired elbow. Tori is caught by Ainslee however and is spun around for a belly to back waist lock. Anne shakes some cobwebs loose and jumps up with her back turned but spins in the air, tilting her body sideways with a pele kick, a loud >SMACK< is followed from the impact. This kick is followed immediately with a german suplex from Ainslee. The impact was enough that Tori just… popped up but not for long as she was met with a high speed hesitation kick with big impact to the body, otherwise known as the Sick Kick from Anne! Tori is down and rolls out of the ring.

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap* THIS IS AWESOME! *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap* THIS IS AWESOME! *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*

North: HOLY CHEESE BALLS AND MACARONI! That teamwork was something else and we could expect nothing less on the anniversary of LONE!

DIC: Cheaters mcgee! Tori Lee isn’t even the legal person! DISQUALIFY THEM REF! DO YOUR JOB! HELP MY BEAUTIFUL FRIEND! DO SOMETHING!

North: You do have a point that Tori was not legal and Bethany Hart is which could still turn the tides!

The focus was put on Tori Lee and Anne turns around to a SUPERKICK! Then Ainslee turns around to a SUPERKICK! They’re stunned so she delivers ANOTHER! They’ve both fallen into the ropes and Bethany Hart lariats both of them out of the ring. They both land on their feet but definitely not all there. Bethany Hart backs up and with a running start she dives through the ropes and everybody crashes into the guard rail. But to her surprise, Ainslee managed to hang on and FLIPPED Bethany over outside the ring, into the edge of the apron and Bethany falls hard to the ground and so does Ainslee exhausted and the ring out count has begun. The official has lost all control and it’s almost at the point that whomever gets in the ring will be legal. The crowd is applauding the effort from everybody


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Everybody is back in the ring!

North: All hell has broken loose! The referee is letting the fighting go on because like the rest of us, wants to see a true winner and a match we all deserve to see for our third anniversary! A suicide dive from Hart but Ainslee held on and that toss into the edge of the ring looks like it really did some damage but it took everything Ainslee had. This match is showing every bit that Hart & Soul can still go and that it doesn’t matter what you throw at Generations, they’ll take it head on!

DIC: I could tell you some other stuff they could take head on.

North: Really not the time.

DIC: Get your head out of the gutter! They could take a Soul Kick or a Super Hart Kick head on!

North: But what it’s come down to is that they’re all up right before ten! They’re all face to face and the intense staredown has come!

Generations and Hart & Soul are standing off, face to face with no intimidation coming from either side. The legends and the number one contenders. The aura coming from the stare off is intense and the crowd can feel it and it’s broken when Hart & Soul slap Generations and they didn’t take that very lightly. Generations start to fire back with rapidfire punched - Ainslee to Tori and Anne to Bethany. Ainslee and Anne in unison atomic drop Hart & Soul, hook their heads and DDT them but they STILL hold on! Rolling over so that Hart & Soul are on their backs but their heads still hooked, Generations deadlift them to the air and connect with collective Killer Instinct brainbusters! Ainslee gives the cut throat to signal the end. All hell has broke loose and the official has just let it go. Ainslee rolls Tori out of the ring aggressively, using her feet to push Tori off the apron and to the floor. Ainslee tells Anne to go up top. Ainslee lifts Bethany up to a fireman’s carry and moves her around into the electric chair and faces Anne. Anne jumps off and turns around in the air and uses her momentum to take Bethany off of Ainslee’s shoulders with a reverse rana driver that they call “My Generation”! The crowd is on their feet and Anne Grayson covers.

One… Two… Three!

• DING DING DING*
  

Baxter: Your winners, and still the number one contender’s for the LONE Tag Team Championships, Anne Grayson, Ainslee Avalon, GEEENNNERRRATTIIIOOONS!

North: It started off a little rough but Generations pulled through in the clutch and they knocked off the special challengers, Hart & Soul, tonight! And adding the additional challenge of losing their contendership, I hope both parties for the tag titles are watching tonight because Generations sent the message loud and clear!

DIC: Slow count! No tag ropes! Kick out! Shoulders weren’t down! Generations got counted out! A fan jumped the rail! RAAAAH!

North: Well Generations kept their contendership and I greatly look forward to what this brings to the champions after tonight!

Backstage Segment: "Gutter Trash" Terri Thompson

As the cameras cut backstage after Generations vs Hart & Soul, the cameras catch Terri Thompson at catering backstage looking to catch a bite to eat. The crowd pops at the sight of her on screen. As she was busy making her plate the camera panned as Alison Crowne, already in her ring gear for her title defense later tonight walked down the hallway with the championship draped over her shoulder, flanked by her attorney, Gordon Barrows to her right. Terri catches them approaching out of the corner of her eye and sets her plate down on the table. Alison immediately grinned as wide as she could as she saw the anger and disgust written on her former best friend's face.

Alison: How the mighty have fallen. You've gone from a two time champion to being stuck in catering. I mean, I suppose it's only fitting though. Karma's a bitch. All your life you've spent your time leaching off the good will of others whether it was bumming cigarettes in the trailer park, getting hired as the homegrown Fallcoast kid as a charity case for Jack E. Bux, attaching yourself to me and trying to turn me into your ally because you /know/ I'd be a threat to you otherwise... or when you decided I was no longer worth your time you latched onto that felon; someone you /knew/ was an enemy of mine. I wouldn't be surprised if you were friends with her this entire time; it was convenient how you never had my back with her.

Terri: This again? Alison, you knew my hands were tied up with Stevenson! You know what? I don't have to explain anything to you! Get outta my face!

Alison stared at her stonefaced, raising her eyebrows and rolling her eyes Gordon Barrows however couldn't resist the opportunity to interject himself into the conversation.

Barrows: Another excuse, my oh my! Honestly your behavior has always been suspect at best Ms. Thompson... or is that Misses? Oh who am I kidding, how are you going to wheel Wendy's hospital bed down the aisle by yourself? I don't even think Inmate 1751420 could find her way to hospice to help you -

Terri was quick to cut him off as she got in his face and came close to jabbing her index finger into his face.

Terri: She isn't dead or dying! Wendy's only.... she's only in the shape she's in because Alison callously broke the neck of someone she considered a friend, that did nothing to her, that invited her into our home and fed her and treated her with nothing but kindness and respect! I can't believe you Alison, first you let Stevenson plant his seeds inside his head and now you got this weasel in your ear! And she has a name you know, she's not a number, her name is Fay Qent and she's not stuck behind a set of bars anymore, use it! Or better ye--

This time Barrows cut her off with a smug grin, holding his hands up defensively.

Barrows: If you get any closer and land a finger on me I'm going to have you arrested for assault. I don't care what rules Jack E. Bux lets you break and flagrantly ignore around here but you will be held accountable by the law when I'm around, do I make myself clear?

Barrows adjusts his collar as Terri takes a step back; Alison throws her arm on his shoulder and leans forward with a grin almost as if she was trying to taunt her.

Barrows: As for Wendy... that would've never happened had she followed the rules. Wrestling is a very dangerous business and one where the workers are not always properly compensated for putting their bodies on the line. She already had a record of crossing the boundary when she assaulted Mr. Robertson in an unprovoked act of malice. Wendy was backstage in an area she was not authorized to be in as a fan and my client felt that she was an immediate threat to her safety and well-being, not to mention her career aspirations.

Barrows stepped forward and flashed a smug grin in Terri's face.

Barrows: That's not my fault nor is it my client's...

Barrow's face turned to one of a faux concern as he looked down at her almost out of pity.

Barrows: I mean... I guess you could try taking it to court. You could file charges seeing as you may or may not already be her legally married spouse. You could take a gamble and hope there may be evidence that my client maliciously attacked your precious Wendy with the expressed intent of robbing her of any future quality of life or you could even try to argue that it was attempted murder if you /really/ want to get ballsy and think you have the proof to back that up. But... there's no guarantee you'd win and I do have a near spotless record myself...

Barrows gave a nonchalant shrug.

Barrows: But Wendy already declined to press charges and if you took my client to court, even if you did somehow manage to defy all odds and somehow successfully plead your case... you'd never be able to get your hands on my client, inside the ring or otherwise. You wouldn't be able to attempt to carry out all the malicious desires that rest within your heart towards my client under the legal protection this company provides under the guise of sanctioned matches. To put it bluntly you would lose the war and your chance to ever carry out your own distorted sense of personal justice, am I right?

Alison shrugs behind him in an exaggerated manner knowing that she had her caught in a catch-22 situation. Terri clenched her fist as her knuckles began to turn white as she listened to this attorney talk down at her and Wendy all while Alison stood just out of reach and close enough to Gordon Barrows that she could duck behind him and bait her into assaulting an attorney.

Alison: To think I used to love you like a sister. You really are pathetic, you know that? Where was all the ra-ra talk about making me feel pain when you were trying to look tough in front of your felon friend? Where's that now? Oh speaking of, where is she? Where's Qent? Where's Wendy? Where's anyone that you've ever loved or considered a friend?

Alison adjusted the belt on her shoulder as her eyes drifted to the center plate.

Alison: You say this isn't about the championship anymore but let's be real... everything changed when I woke up to the person you truly are and took this from you. You've been in a nosedive personally and professionally ever since I vanquished the demon that fooled me into believing she was really my friend and cared about me. Wendy's a vegetable, you're a locker room pariah, I can even tell you've gone back to smoking as I can smell that tobacco smoke on your clothes a mile away and the stress of losing everything has become too much. You've even taken a backseat to your “new” friend and she's getting the opportunities you used to because the first Fallcoast experiment failed when I ended it! I mean have you even heard from your Dad since then... I mean... I know how close you two were and yet...

Alison chuckles as she sees the seething anger sprouting out of Terri's eyes as she mentions her father.

Alison: I'll take that as a no. You're not getting that champion's bonus that I know you were relying on to make ends meet since you can't lean on Wendy anymore. You still think this isn't because of the title, that it's not about this?

Alison took the belt off her shoulder and held it out extended towards Terri, keeping her body strategically positioned near and slightly behind Barrows the entire time.

Alison: This. Is. Power! This has the power to make dreams come true or take them all away. I almost feel sorry for you, I /almost/ feel sorry about what happened to Wendy. If only you would've had my back like I had yours... if only you didn't use me to enhance your own career it would've never had come to this.

Alison slings the belt over her shoulder once more as she stepped out from behind Barrows and face to face with Terri.

Alison: You're powerless; you have no control over this situation you're in. You talk a big game but you'll do absolutely nothing; not even when I gave you a free shot when I was booked in that illegal championship match. So have fun at catering, I got money to make and highlights to create.

Alison Crowne and Gordon Barrows turn their backs to Terri and begin to walk away as Terri sprinted and attacked Alison from behind, having enough of being berated and talked down to! Barrows almost gets caught in the crossfire but managed to step away out of pure instinct. Terri mounted Alison and begin punching her repeatedly in the face as she tried her best to cover up and defend herself. Alison tries to shove her off but Terri jumps back on her more aggressively and swinging harder. Terri grabs Alison by the hair and drags her to the wall and begins to slam her head into it repeatedly before whipping her over to the catering tables, sending her across and over it, knocking down some plates and food! Terri steps over the debris and tries to pick Alison up but she smashes a bowl over her head causing the glass to shatter! Terri falls to the floor as Alison presses her foot on her throat and begins to try choking the life out of her, taking her foot off briefly just to slam it back down with aggression causing Terri to yelp as air rushes out of her lungs. Alison takes her foot off her throat after what feels like an eternity and shoves the bottom of her boot in her face repeatedly before kneeling down to pick her up by her hair and grabbing her jaw with her other hand.

Alison: You will never be champion again, do you hear me?! You will never take my spot after I've worked so hard for it! A decade, damn near a decade I've fought and trained for this! I've fought for damn near a decade and I won't let you take this away from me! I refuse to go back into your shadow!

Alison goes to yank Terri up but out of desperation Terri jabs her thumb into her eye as any illusions to fair play between each other was wiped away long ago. Alison yells as she grabs at her face as Terri grabs a nearby chair that ended up being a casualty of catering, folding it and holding it high above her head, almost as she was about to deliver an execution blow by smashing it directly and unprotected on top of Alison's head but Barrows grabs the chair from behind and stops her from swinging, saving his client as the last possible moment! Terri and Barrows wrestle for the chair at opposite ends before Barrows falls back and hits the ground as the chair flies out of Terri's hands and lands behind her. Seeing red, Terri begins to approach Barrows who begins begging for forgiveness on his knees, pleading for mercy as he sheepishly tries to scoot backward. Terri grabs him by the collar and picks him up and slams him against the wall! Before she can do anything Alison, who managed to pick up the chair and got her bearings straight swung and slammed it right into Terri's back! Barrows immediately regains his composure and begins to bark orders.

Barrows: Do it again, hit that gutter skank again!

Alison is more than happy to oblige as she swings the chair repeatedly into Terri's back until she falls to her knees, then she swings again as she's on all fours, and swings one more time to send her completely to the floor before discarding the bent and mangled chair. Barrows makes a snapping motion with both of his hands to Alison as a sick and twisted grin, tapping her temple before pointing to him, almost as if to indicate to him that 'great minds think alike.' Alison yanks Terri up by hair and forces her up to her feet as she's barely able to stand yet still conscious. Alison pulls her into what could almost be considered a hug before kissing her on the cheek before lifting her up, up.... up over her shoulder and down for the Crowning Moment..... driving her head straight into the concrete! LONE personnel show up just a hair late to stop this as Alison slowly gets up after soaking in the deed she just committed as Barrows hands the LONE Championship to her. Alison and Barrows slowly slink away from the scene as Alison's eyes were fixated on Terri the entire time, backing up until they were out of sight.

LONE personnel start to circle Terri, kneeling down to check on her. One such person is O'Reilly. He screams.

O'Reilly: Someone get some help over here, damnit!

The Damned vs Gucci Gals

Baxter: The following match is for the Ladies of New England Tag Team Championship and there must be a winner! Therefore, direct from the office of Jack E. Bux this match will now be a ladder match! The first team that retrieves the championships after climbing latter will be the LONE Tag Team Champions! Introducing first...

With silence from the crowd, the lights in the arena suddenly turn to a very dark red color as “I’m damned” by Vampira with Satan’s Cheerleaders plays over the public address sound system. Walking out onto the stage with the Holy Bible in hand, Sister Catherine stands on the stage with this sadistic grin curled along her lips. The camera takes a moment to focus on a fan holding up a sign in crimson font that reads Proverbs 10:31. Walking down the aisle very slowly, Sister Catherine keeps the Bible clutched to her chest. Stitches walks behind her with her head hung low.

Baxter: They are the challengers, the team of Sister Catherine and Stitches... The Damned!

Upon reaching the steel steps, Sister Catherine places the bible in the corner and quickly ascends up the steps and into the ring. Stitches languidly follows.

“Gucci Gang” by Lil' Pump 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.

Baxter: And their opponents, they are the reigning and defending LONE Tag Team Champions, the team of Miss Gucci and Prada Paula... The Gucci Gals!

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. The two raise their tag titles once they get inside the ring, to a chorus of boos!

Stitches and Sister Catherine stare across the ring; Sister Catherine has a completely blank and emotionless gaze about her, as if she's burning a hole through them. Stitches wears a twisted grin as she plays with her hair.

The Gucci Gals give them smug grins while Prada Paula makes a motion with her fingers as if she's walking up a ladder as Gucci raises the belt above Prada's hand to show they're going to easily climb up and snatch the titles. Slowly they hand the belts over to the ref. The referee holds the belts up high for the camera and crowd to see before handing them off to the timekeeper at ringside.

DING DING

North: The first of two championship matches is a rematch from last month as these two teams fought to a draw when a simultaneous submission and pinfall occurred.

DIC: I don't even know why Bux booked this match in all honesty, The Damned failed to capture the belts, they should go to the back of the line! To make this a ladder match last minute on top of that just tells me LONE management is up to their usual tricks again trying to punish those that don't tow the line!

With the belts attached and raised up high the match officially begins as The Gucci Gals jaw off at The Damned, pointing up to the belts. Sister Catherine goes to bare her fangs but Stitches doesn't wait as she barrels ahead for both of the Gucci Gals, swinging wildly at both of them and connecting! Paula and Miss Gucci are both taken by surprise but quickly manage to get their bearings straight and double teaming Stitches with a series of strikes. Sister Catherine is quick to aid Stitches as the duo begin to fight back against the champions, whipping Miss Gucci and Paula into the ropes, Sister Catherine hitting a low dropkick to Paula's knees, sending her to the ground while Stitches catches Miss Gucci and pivots her feet, powerslamming her on top of Paula!

North: Unorthodox teamwork by The Damned but so far it's effective.

DIC: It's all in vain. The Gucci Gals don't need some imaginary guy in the sky to know they're the gold standard in the tag division!

Miss Gucci is the first back to her feet while Stitches immediately runs over to wrap her hands around Paula's neck to choke her while Sister Catherine stared and bared her fangs at her. Miss Gucci backs up, holding her hands up only for Sister Catherine to clothesline her over the top rope and out of the ring. Sister Catherine quickly follows her to the outside. Meanwhile Paula is gasping for air inside the ring and out of desperation jabs her thumb into the eye of Stitches. Stitches screams and grabs her face, letting go as Paula shoves her off her. Paula coughs several time as she struggles to get her breath back into her lungs before driving her forearms and elbows into the head of Stitches repeatedly. Paula scrunches up her face in frustration as Stitches begins laughing as she's being hit and begins to drive the elbows down with more aggression as the laughs get louder and louder.

Stitches: More.... more.... MORE!

North: Stitches can't get enough, I'm convinced she likes it now!

DIC: Why hasn't anyone thought to put a 5150 hold on her? I mean there's crazy chicks, which the D-I-C digs and then there's.... this. Even these hicks in the stands know when enough is enough!

Paula stops, blinking in disbelief before she swiftly rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair from under the ring, sliding out a ladder first and to the side as she makes a hasty search. She then immediately returns to the ring, chair in hand as Stitches laughs at her again. Paula swings the chair down with authority as Stitches tries to get up, driving it into her back and sending her back down. Paula swings down again and again and again as the laughs become more labored. Paula tosses it aside and grabs Stitches by the hair, looking to toss her outside the ring. Stitches however lands on the apron, catching the rope to stop her spill to the outside. Stitches slides back in and grabs the discarded chair as Paula gloats in the ring, throwing it right at her head as she turns around!

North: Stitches just threw that chair right into Prada Paula's skull! I know it's all legal here but... that's a good way to get a concussion!

DIC: Don't you get it? Stitches thinks this is all some sick and twisted game. I mean... all she cares about is pain; period. I would ask how exactly how she's still under contract but Bux is the kind of guy that will yell at you to stop it and then look the other way to count his stack of Benjamins as long as the cash keeps flowing.

Meanwhile Sister Catherine is trying to drag Miss Gucci over to the turnbuckle post to slam her head into it but Miss Gucci stops this by blocking with her foot,hitting the post with it to ensure her head can't be brought close enough to it. Miss Gucci swings her elbow back wildly, catching Sister Catherine in the jaw to break free from her grip. Miss Gucci aggressively whips Sister Catherine into the turnbuckle post, her head bouncing off it before Miss Gucci follows up with a big boot to sandwich her head beaten it and the hard steel. Miss Gucci takes this time to sift under the ring looking for something, taking her time as she first reveals what appears to be a necklace made out of garlic. She scrunches up her nose but upon glancing at Sister Catherine decides to put it around her neck before going back to her ringside search. She keeps on looking until she pulls out what appears to be a shoddily crafted wooden stake!

North: Is that.... no.... it can't be; a wooden stake?

DIC: And some of Gilroy's premium garlic!

North: I think that's crossing the line just a bit, don't you think?

DIC: It's all legal, Kev! First you have to know your enemy!

Sister Catherine's eyes widen in horror as she looks up, she hisses and bares her fangs aggressively as she backs up, Miss Gucci wearing a wicked grin as she slaps the stake into her open palm several times to taunt her as she moves closer and closer. Backed up against the barricade now Sister Catherine has no room left to give as Miss Gucci rushes in with the stake and tries to ram it right into her! Sister Catherine manages to just barely get out of the way as the stake goes through the bars in the barricade. Sister Catherine aggressively goes to slam Miss Gucci's head onto the railing and manages to catch her good as her head bounces off but she manages to hang onto the stake and blindly swings back and hits Sister Catherine in the head with the blunt end of the stake!

North: She's lucky she only got hit with the blunt end, Miss Gucci could've just given Sister Catherine an impromptu lobotomy!

DIC: She needs one if you ask me! Then she could stop spouting all that nonsense and just look hot, get rid of that shoddy Nun's habit and get a tan in a bikini!

North: You have zero empathy. If they're so safe why don't you get one?

DIC: I got a fantastic tanning game, thank you! You could use a little color yourself, you look like you sit in a basement all day hanging out with Casper and some lobster-headed fellow!

Sister Catherine falls to a knee as Miss Gucci tries to shake out the cobwebs, falling to the floor as she loses her footing. Sister Catherine sees an opening to turn the momentum in her favor but she hesitates at the sight of the stake, giving Miss Gucci just enough time to regain her composure and take another swing, catching Sister Catherine with the blunt end. Miss Gucci smirks and sits Sister Catherine up and with the sharp end of the stake begins to jab and dig it into her forehead! Sister Catherine screams in what sounds like genuine fear and horror and pain as she slowly drags it across before Miss Gucci finishes off with one swift clash, sending Sister Catherine doubling over, her head buried in the floor. Miss Gucci then steps over her and using the stake as an aid wraps it around her neck and places her in the camel clutch! Sister Catherine begins to bleed profusely from her face as she gasps for air and begins to fade fast as the stake causes her to shut down both mentally and physically, the extra girth of the stake allowing Miss Gucci to torque and apply much more pressure than usual. Finally, when it appears Sister Catherine has lost consciousness she releases the hold and throws the stake down right next to her.

North: Stake or not, that camel clutch will put some of the best right to sleep, with Sister Catherine out of the equation for now The Gucci Gals have to be liking their odds.

DIC: One down, one to go!

The action cuts back to Prada Paula and Stitches in the ring as Stitches can be seen clutching a chair to her chest as a ladder can be seen on the mat not too far away from her. Paula looks a bit worse for wear with her hair disheveled as she grabs a hold of the ladder as she returns to her feet and tries to use it as a battering ram against Stitches. Stitches bats it away with the chair as they try to swing at one another with their weapons, parrying the other for several exchanges. Paula aims high to ram the ladder right into the skull of Stitches but she manages to duck, popping up just in time to throw the chair right at Paula's face again, smacking her dead center and stunning her in place. Stitches charges forward and grabs a hold of the ladder and uses it as an aid to spear Paula to the ground, sandwiching her between the ladder with Stitches ont op and the mat. With the ladder positioned on top of Paula, Stitches grabs the chair and unfolds it, running off the ropes, hopping over Paula, hopping onto and off the chair and then onto the top rope, swiftly jumping back towards Paula with a moonsault, connecting onto the ladder with Paula underneath! Stitches laughs gleefully in pain as she clutches her ribs from the impact as Paula struggles to get the ladder off of her and roll towards the apron. Miss Gucci slides into the ring now with a ladder of her own while Stitches begins to unfold the first ladder and position it under the belts. Stitches begins to climb, slowly reaching for the gold as Miss Gucci rams the second ladder into her side, trying to knock her off. Stitches manages to hold on but in considerable pain only manages to do so barely. Stitches tries to climb further after a moment and kicks at Miss Gucci as she tries to knock her off again, managing to just barely parry the ladder away with her foot as she was almost within reach of the belt. Miss Gucci, seeing the danger of losing the belts come into center focus grabs a hold of her ladder with both hands and runs right into the first, tipping it over! Stitches however managed to reach the belts and dangled off the ground with her arms wrapped around them!

North: Stitches almost has it, she's hanging precariously off the ground but if she can just undo the straps she'll be falling back to Earth as a champion!

DIC: She'd break her damn neck to make Cathy proud! What a masochist, come on Miss Gucci!

Miss Gucci tries to swat at her with her ladder, to knock her down, catching her lower body several times. Stitches grip appears to loosen but she manages to cling on. Stitches tries to readjust, throwing her safety to the wind as she begins to dangle with one arm while trying to unbuckle the belts with the other! Miss Gucci swings just as Stitches gets her hand around the snaps of the strap holding them together... Stitches begins to pull back... but Miss Gucci knocks her out of the air, sending her falling like a comet straight to the mat empty handed!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

DIC: DOWN GOES STITCHES! There falls The Damned's hopes, like a shooting star out and away to never neverland! This will be a twisted fairytale that ends in defeat for them!

Miss Gucci rushes over to Prada Paula who seems to be clutching her arm and her ribs on the apron before Paula motions at her to “grab the belts so we can get out of here”. Miss Gucci grabs the ladder, now on its side and repositions it under the belts, taking her time to make sure it was perfectly aligned before slowly climbing rung by rung. Miss Gucci makes the grueling trek upward seeing the gold coming closer and closer within reach. Meanwhile, astonishingly Stitches slowly begins to make it back to her feet, almost as if she were a reanimated corpse, slowly stumbles over towards the ladder and begins to climb up the opposite end.

North: How.... how on Earth is she up?! It's almost as if means beyond our world has lifted her up and animated her body!

DIC: Where's a priest when you need one?!

Miss Gucci reaches up as her fingertips begin to brush across the title plates, just one more rung and she should be able to unfasten the belts. Miss Gucci goes up that final rung and begins to try to unfasten the belts just as Stitches shoots across a punch from the other end of the ladder, stunning her! Stitches laughs as despite being able to climb still barely able to move, her movements slow, sluggish and almost unnatural. Miss Gucci manages to hang on and clutch the top of the ladder, as Stitches shoots off another punch, causing Miss Gucci to slip a rung and nearly plunge to the mat but she managed to still hang on. Miss Gucci shakes her head trying to shake it off and seeing Stitches across from her shoots a punch back herself, this time connecting far faster than Stitches was attempting to, stunning her again. Miss Gucci fires off another and another, beating Stitches each time before Stitches slumps over on the ladder, barely hanging on but laughing the entire time! Miss Gucci reaches over and grabs a nice handful of her hair and she tosses her down to the mat! Stitches crashes to the mat again and this time she's not getting up! Stitches lays motionless as Miss Gucci grins at her handiwork.

DIC: That's it, that's the final nail in the coffin, change my mid, Kev-O!

Miss Gucci now appears to stand unopposed on the ladder as she looks up and stares at the gold, momentarily mesmerized by it. Slowly she goes to climb up the rung one more time, her hands touching the gold now... she goes to reach for the back of the straps... and the crowd roars to life as Sister Catherine has pulled herself up off the floor and up onto the apron to the top rope! Sister Catherine leaps off the top and lands on the other end of the ladder!

North: Sister Catherine is back to her feet and she took flight all the way to the ladder!

DIC: Where did she come from?!

Sister Catherine quickly closes the rest of the gap and shoots up a swift punch as Miss Gucci who was taken completely by surprise! Miss Gucci can't believe it as she furiously tries to rain down punch after punch to try to finish off The Damned once and for good! Sister Catherine begins to lose her grip and her ground to punch upward as Miss Gucci appears to have all the leverage. Sister Catherine however had a final trick up her sleeve as she looks up and shoots the red mist into Miss Gucci's eyes, instantly blinding her! Miss Gucci nearly falls off out of shock but Sister Catherine stopped her from falling as she grabbed her head! She steps up the rung, forcing Miss Gucci to stay in place before Sister Catherine looks downward, she underhooks the arms and hits Bloodlust Impaler DDT from the top of the ladder to the mat!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

North: Bloodlust! Bloodlust! Sister Catherine from the top of the ladder just sent Miss Gucci straight to hell!

DIC: No! Not like this! Come on, get up!

Sister Catherine slowly stirs and crawls towards the ladder, slowly pulling herself up, seemingly unopposed by this point. The slow struggle of her body fighting against gravity, Sister Catherine steadily but surely makes her way toward the top. Prada Paula sees this and hobbles over to the opposite end of the ladder, cradling her arm as she tries to climb after her. Sister Catherine and Prada Paula race to the top, Sister Catherine with the head start however can't be caught as Paula struggled to ascend with one arm. Paula looks up seeing Sister Catherine almost there and tries to will her way through and reaches upward... upward as she tries to climb........ Sister Catherine yanks down on the straps and pulls them both down as the bell rings, Paula staring up in defeat!

Baxter: Here are your winners and the NEW LONE Tag Team Champions... Sister Catherine and Stitches.... The Damned!

North: What a match! The Damned managed to take everything The Gucci Gals could throw at them and they still found a way to persevere and overcome!

DIC: This shouldn't of happened! Jack E. Bux played favorites yet again and kept forcing it until his team got the belts! The Gucci Gals deserve better than this!

Backstage Segment: Steven O'Reilly

The cameras cut backstage to the locker room as Steven O'Reilly appears to be giving instructions to a pair of referees. The microphones aren't able to pick up the conversation but O'Reilly makes a clear motion at one point to immediately single for the bell.

DIC: I should've known, the fix is in for our Champion!

North: I... hate to agree with you here but it appears O'Reilly is intent to do things his way.

DIC: The three of them must've seen things his way in the end. They're all in it together, Bux, Washington, and O'Reilly; the Three Stooges of LONE!

North: Now let's not get ahead of ourselves here, we don't know that. For all we know Frank and Bux are both against this idea and O'Reilly is taking matters into his own hands anyway.

DIC: Then where are they? Where are they to say no?

North: They probably just got done telling him no and he's going to try anyway!

At the end O'Reilly pats both men on the shoulder as the microphone is able to finally pick up his words.

O'Reilly: Remember gentlemen, this might be our only shot. Let's do business and do the right thing for LONE.

O'Reilly then walks out as the officials look very conflicted over the discussion they just had.

9

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