OPW World Championship… 2011 Queen of the Ring, Seka “The Destroyer” Hannibal vs. The Champion, Rachel Apache… 72 hours before the match…
The Saddledome, Calgara, Alberta, Canada…
“Seek and Destroy” by Metallica hits and out comes Glory. The 6’2” 170 lb Glory looks like Rosario Dawson, with her long wavy black hair down from its in ring Mohawk style, and light brown eyes, and is wearing a silver blouse with blue pants. Her right leg is still in a cast, but she is only on one crutch now. At OPW Queen of The Ring, Seka interfered in Glory’s match against Sage, ramming a sledgehammer into Sage’s stomach and hitting Glory in the stomach and knee. Glory has been rehabbing her knee, but has been sitting at the commentator’s table during her time injured. The fans are cheering the mocha-skinned marauder as she hops up the ring steps and enters the ring, smiling at the Calgary faithful as they chant her name in unison.
Rosario Dawson
Glory- Finally… Glory has come back to Calgary!!! (crowd cheers) All the fans are asking Glory the same question; everywhere Glory goes, whether it’s at the Aero Space Museum (crowd cheers) or when Glory’s catching a play or singing some opera at the Calgary Center for Performing Arts, or when Glory is visiting the Calgary Zoo so Glory can see Samantha’s ugly ass hyena relatives (crowd cheers) or when Glory’s just sitting at the top of Calgary Tower in Tops Bar and Grill and getting herself a nice t-bone steak… everyone is asking the same question… when am I going to get in this ring and kick some ass again. Well, as you can see, my leg is still in a cast and I’m still on a crutch… but the answer to that question is easy for me. Glory will be back sooner than you think. And when Glory gets back… Seka… you’re done. Your time is up because I’m coming for you and your little foulmouthed girlfriend. It’s something that Seka The Destroyer has the initials STD and when I look at Dawn, I know where you got it from… or should I say I know where you got them from.
(Crowd erupts in laughter and chants Glory’s name)
Glory- I want to thank all of my fans for sending so many letters and e-mails of encouragement and so many posts on my Twitter and Facebook pages and my OPW Universe page. Glory would be nothing without you, the fans. I want to thank the few women in the back who aren’t so full of themselves that they bothered to ask how I’m doing, women like Gemma Rox and Diana Majors and Hood and Sage and Lady Jasmine… and believe it or not, Glory actually got a call from one Allison Payne. But there’s one person who I didn’t hear from… and I wasn’t expecting to, but I think it’s about time I addressed this person face to face, because we didn’t get to do it at Queen of the Ring. The person I’m talking about is Rachel Apache (crowd cheers). Come on out, Rachel; Glory requests your presence here in the ring!!
“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell hits, and out comes Rachel Apache and the fans in Bret Hart’s hometown cheer loudly for the woman who has adopted his signature saying and his signature move. Rachel is dressed in a silk purple buttoned up shirt and black pants with black shoes and the OPW World Title belt draped across her shoulder as she enters the ring and takes a microphone. Dueling chants of “RACHEL” and “GLORY” erupt between the fans. Rachel looks Glory in the eyes as Glory narrows her own eyes and gives Rachel a sinister grin. Rachel is stoic as always and stares at Glory before raising the mike to her lips.
Rachel- What is it?
Glory- I called you out here because I wanted to tell you that I’ve always respected you as a fighter and as a person… but I don’t anymore. I think you’re nothing but a selfish egotistical piece of shit.
Rachel- You should know by now that I will not tolerate your insults. You are wasting my time.
Glory- No Rachel, no. You have been wasting my time. You have wasted years and years of Glory’s time. And that’s because you don’t know anything about respect.
(Rachel looks at her watch and looks back at Glory and Glory’s eyes widen)
Glory- That’s right, Rachel. Dismiss me again, right? I’m just as big a star in this company as you ever were and you KNOW it! And if I wasn’t on this crutch, I’d punch you right in your nose for that. But you know what, Rachel? It took me being on this crutch to admit what I’m about to say to you. I always looked up to you. I’m 26; you’re 31, but when I was growing up in Spanish Harlem, being raised by prostitutes and trying to make my way through the world, before Siena Blaze found me, I wanted to be Rachel Apache. I wanted to be perfect; I wanted to stand for something. (Rachel sighs) I still have a poster of you that I found when I was ten years old and you were in your first year in OPW.
Rachel- If you still have the poster, I could autograph it for you.
Glory- Very funny. All I ever wanted to be was the OPW World Champion because I thought I could be like you. And I’ve never admitted this to you, Rachel, but when I first met you, I was intimidated by you. I never thought I could beat you; I never thought I could be you, even if you were the reason why I became a fighter in the first place. I never thought I was worthy of holding the mantle that you held for so long. And when I won the title, I just wanted to be a good representative for the sport because I didn’t think I could be larger than life. I didn’t think a girl who’s mother died giving birth to her, father died before I knew who he was, raised in New York City by prostitutes and spending nights hungry and reading at night which is why I wear contacts in the ring… never thought I’d be where I am now… never thought I’d hear the fans chanting my name (fans chant “GLORY GLORY GLORY”) never thought I’d win the title five times… and I have you to thank for that, Rachel. And it took me being in this position to admit it to you.
Rachel- Well now that you have---
Glory- I’m NOT finished!! Glory is NOT finished!!
Rachel- You are pushing it. Do not raise your voice to me, Glory.
Glory- Or else what? You’re going to attack me now? You didn’t have the guts to fight me back when I was 100% and you told me I had blown my chance, just because I suggested you fight Allison Payne first, after you have been avoiding her for six years. So, you’re going to fight me while I’m on one leg? Go ahead and hit me, Rachel, because as far as I’m concerned, you’ve been hitting Glory my entire career! I never did you anything and all you’ve done is badmouth me. Remember what you said about me when I won the title? Remember that? I grew up idolizing you and you didn’t even know me; you didn’t bother to talk to me in the locker room when you’d show your face in between one of those long ass breaks you’d take from fighting, while I was working a full schedule. But when I won the World Title, you did an interview and you said I was a terrible fighter. You said I was overrated. And this is the one that always gets me… you said I was a poor imitation of you. Did you really mean that, Rachel?
Rachel- Does it matter?
Glory- I would’ve never admitted this to you before… but that hurt my feelings. All I ever wanted was to be a good ambassador for the sport like I thought you were and you turned around and pissed all over me. And for what?
Rachel- Because you simply were not good enough. You were not a polished fighter; you were a green and unsafe worker with good athleticism, but no skill and no heart.
Glory- Well, am I now? Am I now, oh high and mighty Rachel Apache who ducked Allison Payne, hasn’t worked a full schedule since you were nineteen, and every time you have a meaningful match, you run back to Colorado and play the Brett Favre retirement game because you don’t want your husband to leave you again. You said I was a letdown, but you’re the letdown, Rachel. You’re the one who doesn’t live up to her billing. You have the damn nerve to say anything about me, when I busted my ass for OPW, when I fought hurt, when I fought the best fighters this company has to offer, regardless of whether or not I thought they were worthy of a match… who are you to question Glory? Who are you to question my heart? I’ve got an injured knee and I’m still here. If this had happened to you, you’d be back in Colorado crying like a little bitch! Who the hell do you think you are, questioning me?
Rachel- (almost smiling and moving closer) I am the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be (crowd cheers).
Glory- Go ahead and think that, Rachel, because I used to think that too. Now, I’m not so sure. You’ve made a living out of saying that and you’ve beaten almost every fighter you’ve faced, but you’ve been selfish; you’ve been indecisive; you’ve played games to get whatever you want around here. Even when I was champion, I was still in the locker room with the other girls; I rarely used my private dressing room. You may be considered the greatest of all time, but when people say “the measuring stick of OPW,” they’re not talking about you. They’re talking about Glory. They’re talking about me.
Rachel- I’ve never seen a fighter so proud to be considered a gate keeper.
Glory- And I’ve never seen a phony so proud to be considered a fighter. I think it’s fitting that I’m telling you this here in Calgary because the last time we were both here, you were speeding away in your car after your sister Jasmine beat you.
Rachel’s eyes widen and her mouth partially opens.
Glory- Now who’s feelings are hurt? I got the nerve, didn’t I? I got the pressure point? Rachel can’t stand losing, especially to Jasmine.
Rachel- You worthless wretch… you disgusting, disrespectful fool… you will pay for that.
Glory- I’ve said what I have to say to you. But I’ve got one more thing on my mind. When I get better, I’m going to rip you in half. Glory and Rachel Apache are going to have a match. And it won’t be like the first two we had. Marie B. isn’t going to hit you in the head with a chair and taint my victory, and Trish Stratus isn’t going to nail me with a steel rod or Maya give me a pedigree on the floor and fist-fuck me and taint your victory. This won’t be like that… this is going to be just the two of us. No excuses, no gimmick matches, no best two out of three falls. Just Rachel, Glory and the ring.
Rachel- And what if I don’t accept your challenge? I don’t need to fight you again; my legacy is secure. You make these demands of me and tell me what I’m going to do. Glory, you should know by now, Rachel Apache does what she wants.
Glory- So, are you going to make me wait six years like you made Allison? Maybe you can have a few more kids and be your husband’s maid. He told me he likes your cooking.
Rachel- Don’t go there. You’re treading on dangerous territory when you talk about my family. I am about to pretend that you don’t have that cast on your leg.
Glory- You will accept my challenge because Glory won’t be giving you a choice. If you think Allison Payne and her trainers were a pain in the ass and hounded you, you ain’t seen nothing yet, sweetheart. Glory will mow down every contender and fighter in her way until she gets to you. Because I need to know, I really need to know, if you’re right about me. I’ve been haunted by those words since the moment they came out of your purple wearing mouth. I’m going to beat you, Rachel. I’m not going to win; I’m not going to survive; I’m not going to get lucky. I’m going to beat you and you are going to know when it’s over that you did your best, and your best wasn’t good enough. I am going to BEAT you. Do you hear me, you selfish bitch? Glory is going to beat Rachel Apache and you won’t have any excuses this time. And when I beat you, Rachel… I want to look me in the eyes like the honorable and fearless woman you pretend to be, and I want to hear you say the words, “You beat me, Glory; I’m sorry.”
“Brackish” by Kittie hits, and out comes the 5’10” 150 lb Seka with her shoulder length black hair, silvery blue eyes, and mocha brown skin, dressed in a black all in one with rips all over it. Seka looks like the singer Rihanna and stands at the top of the ramp, staring at the ring.
Rihanna
Seka- That was really touching, really fucking touching, ladies. But no one invited me to your pity party, so I decided to invite myself. I won’t be here very long though; I’m going to keep it short and sweet. I am the reigning Queen of the Ring. I have broken Shinobi’s neck; I have beaten Diana Majors; I have beaten Kayla; I have destroyed Gemma Rox; I have wiped out Sage and I have injured the so called force of nature that is Glory. Now Rachel Apache, it is your turn. I’m going to fucking rip your heart out and severe your soul. I’m going to stick my fingers in your pussy and make you cum. And when I’m done with you, I’m going to take your virginity, Glory. I heard you’re celibate because you’re saving yourself for the right one. Here I am.
Glory- Bitch, when you hit me with that hammer, you have no idea what you started.
Seka- When you got in that ring, Glory, you had no idea what you just started.
Dawn slides into the ring and chop blocks Glory from behind on her injured leg, sending her down on her back. Dawn proceeds to stomp on Glory while Rachel watches, holding her belt. The fans really want Rachel to get involved as Seka makes her way down to the ring. Rachel is facing Seka and seems to be waiting for her, but Diana Majors, the 5’9” 140 lb Lynda Carter looking brunette with her shiny blue eyes, comes running to the ring, nailing Seka from behind with a clothesline and catapulting over the top rope into Dawn, knocking Kayla’s younger sister down on her back with a flying cross body. Dawn is up, but Diana starts nailing her with right hands, backing her up and does a standing dropkick that knocks Dawn over the top rope onto Seka. Diana turns and finds Rachel staring at her as Glory gets to her feet. Seka wants to get into the ring, but Jessika comes out and holds her back as Seka, Dawn, and Jessika make their way back up the ramp. Diana looks at Rachel.
Lynda Carter
Diana- You could’ve taken her out and helped Glory. Why didn’t you?
Rachel- Because I’m selfish… right, Glory?
Diana doesn’t really know what’s going on between Rachel and Glory because she had been changing in the back and came out as Glory was being attacked. Rachel exit’s the ring as the crowd cheers the three women.
Rachel- I am impressed with you, Diana Majors.
Diana turns and looks at Glory as the crowd applauds.
Diana- What was that all about?
Glory- Rachel being Rachel. Thanks for having my back, Di.
Diana- No problem, Glory. You would’ve had mine.
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The Skydome, Toronto, Ontario, Canada… OPW Bad Intentions
“Brackish” by Kittie hits and the fans erupt in boos as Seka “The Destroyer” Hannibal makes her way to the ring with Dawn Rankin. Once again, the adopted daughter of Jessika, Seka is 5’10” 150 lbs with shoulder length black hair and silvery blue eyes and looks like the singer Rihanna, and is dressed in a black ripped up leather dress with lycra shorts underneath, exposing portions of her smooth mocha brown stomach. Seka is also wearing grappling gloves and open toed thigh high leg guards. Dawn is Kayla’s younger sister and is smiling with Seka. Dawn looks like actress Megan Fox and is 5’9” 140 lbs with long wavy black hair and blue eyes and is dressed in a black tank top and black pants with black boots. As Seka slowly walks up the ring steps, she exchanges the traditional smile with Dawn, before flipping off Glory at the commentator‘s table and entering the ring.
Megan Fox
Seka- I’ll take both your legs, Glory!!! I’ll rip them off!!!
Seka is from South Africa and was adopted and trained by Jessika and has lived a life that was rough, but by her own admission, Jessika has been an outstanding mother to her. Seka won the 2011 Queen of the Ring Tournament by beating former OPW World Champion Kayla, by beating and breaking the neck of the first woman to give Seka her first loss, Shinobi, and Seka beat the previously undefeated Diana Majors in the finals. Wasting no time, Seka cashed in her World Title shot clause and is challenging Rachel Apache in Toronto tonight. The fans are booing Seka very, very loudly, but Seka appears unaffected by it. She takes the microphone.
Seka- I have destroyed every woman who has had the nerve to stand toe to toe with me. I have ruined your legends and raped your heroes, and now, Rachel Apache--
“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell plays and the fans erupt in cheers. As soon as the first verse plays, the 5’11” 150 lb 7-time and reigning OPW World Champion and the woman regarded as the greatest female fighter of all time, Rachel Apache, with her Persian brown skin, her Wonder Woman figure, her long, wavy black hair that goes all the way down to the back of her shins, and her midnight blue eyes walks out, wearing her traditional purple sports bra, purple shorts, and white Nike wrestling shoes. Rachel is staring right at Seka and is making her way to the ring with a coldness in her eyes and determination on her face.
Seka- Come on, you fucking cxnt!!! Come and get some, Rachel!! I’m gonna tear your pussy out of your body; I’m gonna eat your soul and spit all over your pride, you fucking bitch!!! Come and get me!! She’s coming; she’s fucking coming… yeeeeah, come get some!
Seka slides out of the ring and confronts Rachel near the foot of the ramp. Seka swings a right hand that Rachel easily blocks, but Seka was only setting the champion up for a blatant kick to the crotch.
Rachel- Aughhhhhhh!!!
Seka- This is only the beginning, bitch, only the beginning.
Seka nails the doubled over Rachel with a double axe handled smash to the back of her neck, sending Rachel down on her stomach. Seka undoes the OPW World title belt from around Rachel’s waist and stomps on her kidneys and the back of her head, slamming Rachel’s face into the steel ramp.
Seka- Look at your hero, Toronto!! (crowd boos) Look at her!!
Seka pulls Rachel up by her neck and tries to throw her headfirst into the steel ring post, but Rachel plants a foot on the ring apron and springs back, nailing Seka with a back elbow and knocking her into the steel barricade. Rachel is still feeling the effects of the crotch shot, but she springs forward, roundhouse kicking Seka over the barricade and into the crowd. Seka is down and Rachel stands on the barricade, but Dawn pushes Rachel from behind. Rachel lands on her feet and turns to face Dawn, but Seka grabs Rachel’s shoulder, and turns her, smashing a beer bottle in Rachel’s face. Seka pulls Rachel into a bear hug, really squeezing Rachel, who is blinking her eyes and trying to hold in a groan.
Seka- Come on, Rachel, feel it!!
Rachel- Feel… this.
Rachel chops Seka on either side of her neck.
Seka- Uh!!
Rachel breaks the bear hug and nails Seka with a right cross, then a left hook and another right cross, staggering her back.
Seka- Unnhh!! Mmmmpppphhhh!!! UnnnNNNHHH!!!
Rachel goes right at Seka, but Seka comes back with a kick to Rachel’s stomach, but Rachel turns and takes it on the arm and left side. Rachel hisses and gets staggered back as Seka gives her a blatant head butt to the nose and buries her fist in the pit of Rachel’s stomach. Rachel’s cheeks fill with air as she bends and Seka smiles, but Rachel grabs Seka’s arm at the wrist, twists it and straightens herself up, then judo throws Seka over the barricade and to the floor. Rachel eye checks Dawn and steps over the barricade, then Rachel sits on Seka’s back, putting her into a full nelson camel clutch, a move she and Samantha love to use. Then Rachel takes it a step further, pulling Seka to a standing position and throwing her backwards in a release tiger suplex, as Seka’s neck and the back of her head hit hard.
Dawn picks up a chair and seems to be heading towards Rachel, but a familiar figure emerges from the crowd… 4’11” 92 lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes… the hometown girl, Marie B. springs out of the crowd and dropkicks the chair into Dawn’s face, knocking the tall brunette down. There’s been a lot of speculation as to whether or not Marie will continue to be a part of OPW, as she has been pretty absent. When asked about Marie B., OPW owner and legendary fighter, Siena Blaze said, “If Marie still wants to be a part of OPW, all she has to do is reply. Show us that you still care, Marie, and all will be fair and fine. No hard feelings.” Marie places the chair on Dawn’s crotch and climbs onto the ring apron, then climbs to the top rope as the Toronto faithful get to their feet and Rachel slings Seka into the Spanish announce table. Marie does her Y pose and flips off the top rope, then lands in the Y pose on the chair, smashing Dawn’s crotch.
Dawn- AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!
Somehow, that scream wakes Seka up, and she springs at Rachel, driving her knee into Rachel’s stomach and Rachel lets out a surprised “mmpphh!!” and backs up. Seka grabs Rachel by the sides of her head in a muay thai clinch and begins to drive knees into Rachel’s body, hurting the Persian with those devastating shots as Rachel tries to turn with them and let her sides take the impact, lowering her arms, but Seka head butts her several times.
Seka- You like that, Rachel? You like the way that feels? I’ve got plenty more for you!
Seka drives a knee right on the pouch of fat just below Rachel’s trademarked navel that sticks neither in or out and Rachel lets out an “OUGH!!!” then crumbles to her knees, only for Seka to lift the Persian Wonder Woman up and Powerbomb her through the Spanish announce table. Marie is now at ringside looking on concerned for Rachel as Seka stands over Rachel… then stomps hard on her stomach forcing another “OOUUGGHH!!!” from the taller woman, who can no longer hold her groans in.
Seka- The best there is, huh?
Rachel is starting to stir…
Seka- Ooh yeahhhh Rachel!! Come on and get up, bitch!! Come on, I’m not finished with you by a long shot!! You said this was gonna be easy!! Easy for me!!
Seka snatches a chair from under one of the Spanish announcers and places Rachel’s left leg between the seat and the back… then Seka stomps on one of the legs and Rachel lets out a loud “AHHHH!!” as her leg is wrenched. Seka pulls Rachel up, but her leg gives way and Seka tosses Rachel into the steel ring steps. Rachel’s body makes a sickening thud as Seka stalks her prey, glancing at Marie and smiling, then glancing at Dawn with concern. Rachel is down and on her hands and knees and Seka runs and kicks at Rachel’s ribs, but Rachel sticks her left hand out and catches Seka’s foot. Then Rachel drives her right fist into Seka’s stomach, a decimeter above her navel.
Seka- OOF!!
Rachel feels Seka’s stomach muscles soften as the mocha skinned girl buckles and exhales and Rachel drives another right hand into her stomach.
Seka- OOOOF!!!
Rachel takes a deep breath and stands, hooks Seka’s head under her left arm and DDTs Seka’s head into the floor. Rachel gets to her feet, but is immediately nailed from behind by Dawn, carrying Rachel’s own World Title belt. Marie runs along the ring apron and springs off, but Dawn is ready this time and floors the little blonde with a sidekick to her solar plexus!
Dawn- You little bitch! Now, I’m gonna… acccckkkkk!!!
Kayla grabs Dawn from behind, but Dawn slips free and takes off running up the ramp, with Kayla in hot pursuit. Seka is up first and grabs Rachel by her extremely long black hair and rolls her into the ring… the referee finally rings the bell to start the match, and Rachel slowly makes it to the ropes and pulls herself up. Seka hits Rachel with five good right hands to her face, doubles her over with a kick to her stomach, forcing an “uuuggghhh” from Rachel, lifts Rachel up and tries to Powerbomb her over the top rope and to the floor, but Rachel flips out and pulls Seka’s head down, causing Seka’s throat to hit the top rope and sligshot Seka off. Rachel balances herself on the top rope and flips off, nailing Seka with a flying wheel kick.
Rachel grabs Seka’s legs, an ankle in each hand and teases the sharpshooter, but she instead stomps on Seka’s stomach.
Seka- GUUUUUHHHH!!!!
Rachel likes the sound of that so much, she does it five more times, and each stomp digs deeper into Seka‘s young, silky smooth brown stomach.
Seka- OOOOOOH!!! UMMMMM!!!! OOOOUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!! HUUUUUUUUGGGHHH!!! OHHHHHHH!!!!
Seka is in a fetal position and Rachel stomps on the side of Seka’s face. Jessika, with a look of concern plastered across her face, makes her way from the back to ringside. Seka is bleeding from somewhere in her hair and as she turns over, blood starts to roll into her face and onto the ring mat.
Seka- Come on, Rachel!! Is that all you’ve got?!
Rachel stands with her hands on her hips as Seka grabs the waistband of Rachel’s shorts and pulls it well below her navel as Rachel’s eyes widen when she sees a hint of her pubic strip being exposed. As Rachel reaches down, Seka’s fist shoots up into Rachel’s stomach, right on her navel, and with an “ohhhhhhhhhhh” Rachel doubles over and stumbles back.
Seka- You liked that!!
Seka bounces off the ropes and though Rachel sees her coming, Seka still nails that signature jumping knee to the face and Rachel lets out an “Unnnnhhhh!!!” and goes down on her back again. Seka pulls Rachel to her feet, wraps her arms around her waist and tries to throw Rachel over her head in Seka’s release belly to belly suplex, but Rachel flips and dropkicks Seka, and the brown skinned girl staggers into a corner. Rachel backs into the corner diagonally across from Seka and runs, doing a cartwheel and two backflips before doing a spin kick into Seka’s throat. Seka makes no noise from the shot and staggers out; Rachel grabs Seka around the throat and hooks her right leg with Seka’s left one, but when Rachel falls backwards to attempt the Downward Spiral, Seka grabs the top rope and while Rachel falls flat on her back, Seka’s neck is wrenched severely in the process and she falls back into the corner, holding her neck. Meanwhile, the EMTs have made their way to Marie's side, while her Hayden Panettiere looking twin sister, Beth, watches with concern from nearby.
Hayden Panettiere
Rachel pulls herself to her feet and Seka sees her coming and comes forward, but Rachel nails her with a kick to the stomach.
Seka- Ohhhhhhh!!!!
Rachel unloads a combination of lightening fast palm strikes to Seka’s face as the younger girl is hardly able to block the onslaught. Rachel hammers Seka’s ribs with left hooks and winging rights, forcing more moaning and groaning from her. Rachel seems to be losing herself in the punishment she’s inflicting, as is her tendency from time to time. Seka injured many people on her way to this point, and one of those people was Rachel’s youngest sister, Sage, who won Queen of the Ring in 2008. Jessika is up on the ring apron as Rachel kicks Seka in the stomach, but there is no air left in Seka to blow out. Rachel puts Seka’s head between her legs and pulls her up in piledriver position. She turns and looks at Jessika.
Jessika- Don’t do it!! She’s my daughter!!
Rachel- Did you tell her not to do it to my sister?
Jessika- I don’t give a fuck about that! That’s the past! Rachel… if you do this, I’ll fuck you up!
Rachel jumps, and lands in a seated position, driving Seka’s head down into the mat and Jessika hears a snapping sound. The referee instantly pulls Rachel off of Seka, but Rachel yanks herself free of him. Jessika dives into the ring and holds her daughter, whose neck is bent at an odd and gross angle. Rachel stares at Glory, who stares back. There seems to be some sort of nonverbal communication going on between those two and it isn’t friendly. Jessika is screaming for the EMTs to come and help Seka and Seka is put on a stretcher and wheeled away as Jessika seems very upset with Rachel, but is following the stretcher to the back. About two thirds of the way there, Seka springs to life and tries to get off the stretcher, but Jessika seems to be holding her down. Seka is practically fighting her mother to get off the stretcher.
Seka- Not like this... not like this. Fuck!! Don't let them wheel me out of here like this! Let me walk!
Jessika- Seka, stay down!
Seka breaks free and gets off the stretcher, but almost goes down if not for Jessika holding her up. She doesn't want to wheeled out; she wants to walk out... and she does, holding her neck and groaning all the way while Jessika holds her up.
Rachel stands with the OPW World Title raised above head as the fans go wild and Glory enters the ring, still on her one crutch, but holding two microphones. She tosses one to Rachel.
Glory- Congratulations, Rachel. You beat Seka, the woman who took me out, and you didn’t even need to use the sharpshooter to do it. I didn’t see too much rust on you either in there. You stepped right in and got the job done. Glory is impressed. It even looks like you got some revenge for your friend Shinobi and your sister Sage by breaking Seka’s neck.
Rachel- I didn’t break it; I dislocated it.
Glory- So, what’s next for the great Rachel Apache? The greatest champion of all time, the woman who said I wasn’t as great as she is… what’s next for you, huh? All the fans would love to know, wouldn’t you, Toronto? (fans cheer)
Rachel turns her back to Glory and looks at the fans while Glory seems to be shaking her leg and trying to stand without the crutch.
Rachel- Seka Hannibal was not ready and she may never be ready to stand in the ring with Rachel Julia Apache. I am going to go home and prepare to coach the reality show that is unfortunately named Ultimate Catfigher. As far as who’s next, I will let the fighters of OPW sort that out for themselves, because right now, I am the best. If anyone wants a title shot, it must be earned and--- UNNNNNHHHHHH!!!!!
While Rachel was talking, Glory straightened her leg, walked right behind her and cracked the crutch right across the back of Rachel’s head. Glory undoes the cast and stands, looking down at Rachel, who after taking so many head shots against Seka and not bleeding, is now down and busted open.
Glory- Oh don’t get me wrong, Rachel. It’s still a bit sore. But not so sore that I can’t walk on it, or run, or stomp the shit out of you. I told you I would be back sooner than you think… well, sooner is here. Who’s next for you, Rachel? Glory is.
Glory pulls Rachel up and reaches across her, then lifts her up and slams her down in a Rock Bottom. The fans are in shock and they don’t know what to do; Rachel and Glory are the two biggest fan favorites in OPW, but they have never been on good terms. Glory takes Rachel’s OPW World title and places it across Rachel’s stomach, then Glory steps on it as she walks on and over Rachel.
Glory- Your days wearing that World Title belt are numbered, Rachel. Glory out.
Glory exits the ring, leaving Rachel in the middle of it, a bloody mess.
THE END?
