[howardcosell]

Thanks guys! There will certainly be more to come. 

Jessika, I'll have to investigate that. I don't quite know how to do it the way you described, but I'll look into it. I want the people who take the time to read and enjoy my stories to be able to do so with ease. I'll see what I can do. 

[howardcosell]

Thanks, man! I'll see what I can do about the thumbnails. The good thing is that there're only a couple of people in this story who haven't already been introduced in photos lol. I'll figure it out, and if I don't, I'll figure out something.

[howardcosell]

Howard Cosell is shown backstage with the 5’1” 110 lb, brown haired Laurie Breeze, who’s dressed in her usual blood red lifeguard one piece with the dream catcher on the heart, “kiss kiss bang bang” on the back, the Sioux tribal headband, and the Sioux combat footwear.

Cosell- This is Howard Cosell, standing here with Laurie Breeze (crowd cheers). Laurie, tonight you will be going up against your former friend Jonica, for the FTW championship. I’m not going to say what the FTW stands for, but it seems to me that Jonica has truly adapted that atrocious attitude. She said earlier that you betrayed her and that the calamitous collapse of your friendship into the chaotic crossfire that it is now, is as much your fault as it is hers. Care to respond?

Laurie- If she says I caused the feud as much as she did, she's absolutely right. I caused it by being too trusting and too naive. I should have realized her true colors the first time she turned her back on me. But I guess I was too damn dumb to see it. And I paid for it when she stabbed me in the back. From now on, I trust no one. I'm on my own and that's just the way I want it. I walk alone, I fight alone.

Marie B. walks up…the crowd cheers, but Laurie doesn’t look happy to see the little blonde.

Marie- Hi Laurie.

Laurie- What do you want, Marie?

Marie- I just wanted to wish you good luck. I know what it’s like to be in your position. I know what it’s like to be the little one who everyone is behind, but so many doubt. I’m rooting for you tonight, despite our differences.

Laurie- That’s really--- UNNNHHH!!!

Rumor Winfield nails Laurie from behind and Marie looks stunned as the small brunette is knocked to the ground.

Cosell- And now, Rumor Winfield has assaulted Laurie Breeze!! Rumor, you ought to be ashamed of yourself for this classless act!

Marie gets down and looks at Laurie while Rumor backs up smiling.

Marie- Laurie, are you okay?

Laurie- Get off me! I’m fine! I told you, all of you! I’ll do it alone! And somebody better tell Rumor, that payback’s a bitch and she better watch her back.

We go back to the ring…

“Turn Me Loose” by Loverboy hits, and as soon as the long intro is over and the first verse starts, the 5’8” 140 lb Justine Credible, dressed in a blue and gold dragon designed one piece and gold shiny boots, makes her way out. The lemon haired, hazel eyed Justine is being booed severely, but is smiling coyly as she makes her way to the ring. She flips into the ring and does a midair split while fans chant “YOU SUCK!!”

“You’ve Got the Touch” by Stan Bush hits, and out comes the 5’6” 120 lb Hitomi, better known as White Tiger, wearing her white tiger mask and dressed in a two piece tiger striped outfit with black boots with white stripes. Hitomi looks a lot like actress and martial artist Devon Aoki, with long orange like red hair, and she quickly makes her way down the ramp, but Justine jumps on the top rope and flips forward, throwing her legs around and catching Hitomi, knocking her down!

Justine- You come over to my world and think you’re hot stuff? I’m the hottest!! I’m the baddest!!

Justine yanks Hitomi up by her hair and whips her right into the steel ring post! Hitomi is down and there’s already blood on that tiger mask she’s wearing, to indicate that she’s been busted open. Justine starts doing the quick stomp on the Asian girl’s ribs and landing quick kicks to her stomach. Justine picks Hitomi up and pulls her into suplex position and yanks her up, but Hitomi flips out and gives the blonde a missile dropkick to her back and sending her down! Hitomi throws Justine into the ring, gets on the ring apron, flips over the top rope and twists, landing a double chop across Justine’s throats and goes for the pin, 1,2, Justine kicks out.

Hitomi sit’s the blonde up, tucks her face into her armpit while wrenching her neck and locking up her arm in an eastern stretch, then stands Justine up and falls, slamming the back of the blonde’s head down in an eastern stretch bomb, then stands back up and falls back, giving Justine an eastern stretch suplex into a diamond cutter!! 1,2, Justine kicks out!

Hitomi runs up the top turnbuckle and backflips off, but Justine rolls out of the way, and when Hitomi lands on her feet, Justine nails her with a sideick to the jaw… Sweet Chin Music!! 1,2, Hitomi kicks out!! Justine bounces off the ropes, does a somersault, and a senton splash across Hitomi’s body, rolling thunder splash! 1,2, Hitomi kicks out again!

Justine- This bitch doesn’t know how to stay down!

Justine climbs onto the ring apron, jumps on the top rope and flips off, looking to land a 360 splash on the redhead, but Hitomi gets her knees up

Justine- Ooooough!!! Motherfucker lover!!! Motherfucker lover!!

Justine scrambles to get to her feet while holding her stomach, and leans against the ropes, but Hitomi bounces off the opposing ropes, charges, and does a front dropkick to Justine’s stomach, kicking both women out of the ring and to the floor, with Hitomi falling forward and hitting her head on the steel barricade while Justine’s back takes the impact of the floor.

Justine slowly gets to her feet and reaches into the crowd, getting a chair. She nails Hitomi across the back, forcing the Asian girl’s body to double over the steel barricade.

Justine- You guys wanna see something really cool?

Justine slides into the ring and puts the chair in the middle. Fans may hate Justine, but they get to their feet in anticipation of what is coming. Justine bounces off the ropes, jumps off the chair onto the top rope, then leapfrogs off the top rope and onto Hitomi’s back and neck, knocking the Asian fighter off the barricade and to the floor while Justine lands on her feet in the crowd, but slips on some liquid on the floor and hits her own head on two of the steel bars.

“HOLY SHIT!!” chants rain all around, as Justine gets to her feet, tosses Hitomi across the barricade again, jumps onto the barricade and runs, flipping off and bringing her foot around in a flying wheel kick to Hitomi’s face, knocking her back into the crowd while Justine lands on the floor, holding her leg. Justine gets another chair and goes right at Hitomi, but the redhead nails her with a palm strike to her solar plexus, forcing the blonde to back up. Hitomi jumps onto the top of the barricade and flips over Justine, who misses her swing of the chair, but grabs Justine’s head and pulls her down on her back, banging the back of the blonde’s head onto the floor and causing the chair to hit her in the face!!

Justine- Arrrrgggghhhhh!!! Fuck!!!!

Hitomi slides into the ring and crawls towards the chair that’s sitting in the middle. Justine gets to her feet and jumps on the ring apron. Hitomi picks up the chair and tries to throw it out of the ring, but Justine jumps off the ring apron and kicks the chair into Hitomi’s face, knocking her down in spread eagle position, 1,2, Hitomi unbelievably kicks out!!

Justine- That should’ve been the end!! This fucking match should be fucking over!!

Justine pulls Hitomi up by her mask, but the redhead takes Justine down on her stomach, locks her right arm up with her arms and her left arm between her legs… this move is called the rings of Saturn and the ref starts asking Justine if she gives up, and the blonde is shaking her head in refusal.

Justine goes into a full split and shifts herself to a seated position, then shifts her weight back, forcing Hitomi onto her back in a pin, 1,2, Hitomi kicks out! Hitomi stands up behind the blonde, pulling her into a full nelson, then throws her back, Tiger Suplex version 1989... 1,2, Justine kicks out via backwards somersault, and as Hitomi gets up and turns around, Justine kicks her in the stomach, puts her head between her legs, powerbombs her, but flips over it into a pin… Rolling Thunder Powerbomb, 1,2, Hitomi kicks out!!

Both women are down and the crowd is clapping their approval for such a fast paced match with each woman trying to top the other. Justine kicks herself to her feet while Hitomi is on her hands and knees. Justine goes to the corner and starts to stomp, just like her idol, Shawn Michaels. Hitomi gets to her feet and Justine misses the sidekick as Hitomi ducks and sweeps Justine’s leg out from under her, but the blonde falls into a split, springs forward with a head butt to the Asian’s bare stomach, and while Hitomi is doubled over, Justine bounces off the ropes, jumps and hooks her leg and slings her around in a flying DDT! Justine finishes the sequence by jumping on the top turnbuckle in a full split, then backflipping off in a split legged moonsault, 1,2, Hitomi again kicks out!!

Justine- Time to finish this bitch.

Justine drags Hitomi onto the chair, then runs onto the top turnbuckle.

Justine- Suicidal Splash time, baby!!

But Hitomi springs to her feet, runs up the turnbuckle, hooks Justine’s arms with her head between Hitomi’s legs, flips her off and gives her a tiger bomb onto the chair!! As the crowd chants “HOLY SHIT!!!” Hitomi rolls onto her back and both women are down and bleeding. Hitomi places her arm across Justine’s body…1...2... Justine gets her shoulder up.

Hitomi and Justine both get to their feet. Hitomi tries to grab Justine, but the blonde yanks the Asian’s mask over her eyes, then kicks her right in the face with the Sweet Chin Music!! The tiger mask is knocked right off and Hitomi is laid out again. Justine quickly climbs the top turnbuckle and flips off, she does a spiral into a 360 and she crashes across Hitomi’s body… the Suicidal Splash, 1,2, 3!!! JUSTINE CREDIBLE HAS DEFEATED HITOMI THE WHITE TIGER!!

Vixxxen comes runs down to the ring to congratulate her girlfriend. Once Vixxxen sees how hurt Justine is, she motions for the EMTs. Vixxxen helps Justine out of the ring while the fans curse and boo the heel, but many of them clap for her. Justine is limping but she takes a microphone.

Justine- Yeah yeah yeah! Yeah yeah yeah!! I told you I would beat her and I did!! And I’m just gonna cut right to the chase. I was hoping after I took out The White Pussy Cat, that Beth would be the Television Champion, so I could kick her ass again. But it looks like a little piss ant UK cxnt has the belt… no, not Gemma Rox!! She ain’t getting any belts tonight, except belted upside her head. I’m talking about you, Dynamite Quinn. OPW will be in Manchester for the next big event, so I’ve got a challenge for you. You. Me. Ladder Match. Now, that’s not just the coolest!! That’s not just the best!! That’s Justine Motherfucking Credible!!!

Justine goes to the back while Hitomi gets to her knees and puts her hands over her face. The crowd is clapping and showing their love for the star as she finally looks at the tiger mask and takes it in her hands.

Hitomi- I have dishonored myself. I don’t deserve to wear this anymore.

She makes her way to the back with her head down and a defeated look on her face.

MORE TO COME…

[Jonica]

I would say that Marie is beginning to grow on me...but that would imply that Mawee is actually 'growing.'  As in, gettin taller.  Of course she will pay for assaulting Laurie.  I'm the only one who can assault Laurie and get away with it....



Can't wait for the next part, Howard!



*hugs*

J
xoxo

[howardcosell]

Orchestra music starts to play as the lights get very dim and a spotlight comes to the ramp entrance There’s a giant silver crown and skull mask with chain mail designs hanging above the entrance. The fans get on their feet as two lines of females, in full warrior armor and combat gear, mark out to the orchestra music.

Just to the right, if you look very hard, you can see a drum set, and microphones, and guitars in waiting. The warriors line the ramp on either side as a giant throne is slowly moved from the back to the top of the ramp.

As the orchestra music plays on, a tall woman wearing a matching silver skull mask and crown combo, complete with chain mail and a long blue cape that covers her body.

As she sits on the throne, the female warriors bang their swords against their shields. She stands, the crown shiny with the lights reflecting off of it and the skull covering her face and the warrior women drop to one knee.



She extends her arms outward as two of the warriors undo the cape and she lifts the crown skull mask off of her face… for a moment, the crown and skull a blocking her face from the camera close-up, but the familiar black Mohawk is peeking above… it’s Glory and the fans go wild.

As the orchestra music builds to it’s climax, Glory is looking right into the camera… she smiles her sinister grin as the orchestra hits it high point.

The lights go out….

“Seek and Destroy” by Metallica hits and the fans erupt in loud cheers, not just for an amazing entrance and an amazing fighter from right here in New York City, but for Metallica themselves, who are playing the song live. Glory is 6’2” 170 lbs, looks like Rosario Dawson, has her hair up in a Mohawk, is wearing her familiar silver one piece, blood red lipstick, and thigh high black leather boots.

As Glory makes her way to the ring, the guitar music goes into a bridge as Dave Mustaine, who briefly was in Metallica and left to join Megadeth, appears with Metallica…

Metallica starts playing “Symphony of Destruction,” a Megadeth hit that was Glory’s original theme music, and Mustaine begins to sing it as Glory gets into the ring, climbs the top turnbuckle and raises her arm in the air, closing her eyes and taking in all the chants of “GLORY!!! GLORY!!! GLORY!!!”

Glory seems to be really enjoying this as the band finishes the song. She gives them a salute as they make their way to the back, and she bounces from foot to foot, rubbing her hands together and smiling, as she awaits her opponent.

NEXT: Icon vs. Icon. Woman vs. Woman. Legend vs. Legend… Glory vs. Rachel Apache.

[~Rox Erotique~]

Ouch.... I was feeling every hit from that Justine Credible match! You've done a masterful work of keeping this tempo rising! It's like a juggernaut picking up speed!

x G x

[howardcosell]

Thank you so much, Gemma! You're always so supportive 

[howardcosell]

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell hits, and out comes Rachel Apache, to a huge ovation from the fans. Rachel is 5’11” 150 lbs, with shin long wavy black hair and midnight blue eyes. The Persian Wonder Woman is a name some people call her, because she looks like a Persian version of the iconic superhero and she is dressed in her traditional purple top, though it is a few shades darker (think grape lollipop) and her matches shorts, which come just above her navel, which sticks neither in nor out. She’s also wearing her Nike wrestling shoes.

Rachel stops at the top of the ramp with her hands on her hips and stares at Glory, before taking the walk down to the ring, her eyes never leaving those of the mocha-skinned marauder. Rachel gets into the ring and stares at Glory with her arms folded, while Glory smiles her sinister grin back and even licks her lips. The fans are chanting both fighters’ names back and forth. Glory is from New York City, Spanish Harlem to be exact. She lives here and the fans love her. Rachel may have been born in Boulder, Colorado, but she’s made a name for herself with memorable matches and dominance whenever she’s come to New York. The New York fans embraced Rachel very early in her career.

Glory- I’m having a party at my penthouse after the show is over. You coming?

Rachel’s response is to look at the referee and the ref rings the bell. The two women circle each other and they lock up. Both women jockey for position, trying to shove the other back. Rachel’s face is stone cold as she stares into Glory’s eyes. Glory’s response is a smile, a pop up and down of her eyebrows, and a shove of Rachel across the ring and to the mat. Glory flexes her biceps at Rachel, who gets to her feet and walks right up to her taller opponent.

Rachel- I am going to paint this ring with your blood, Glory. You will wish you never said those things about me. Now, you have to back up all your talk, and you can’t do it.

Glory- I didn’t come here to talk. I came here to fight, more importantly, Glory came here to beat you.

Rachel slaps Glory in the mouth and takes two steps back.

Rachel- Do it.

Glory kicks Rachel in the stomach, and with a surprised “Ough!” Rachel bends forward. Glory puts Rachel’s head between her legs and flips her up in a Powerbomb, slamming the Persian to the mat hard, but holding onto it. Then Glory slams Rachel down again. Then Glory lifts Rachel up one more time, and instead of hitting her with another Powerbomb, Glory throws Rachel over her head, causing the Persian’s neck to land across the top rope!

Glory- She said she wants me to kick her ass, so that’s exactly what Glory is going to do!!

Glory runs and literally kicks Rachel’s behind, lifting Rachel body in a flip over the top rope and sending her down to the floor. Glory slides out of the ring and grabs Rachel up by her throat. Rachel lands a chop to Glory’s neck, a left to her liver, a knee to her stomach that forces Glory to break her grip with an “Oooooh!!” a hard right hand to her jaw, and moving forward, Rachel lands eight palmstrikes to the Black/Puerto Rican girl’s chest, back Glory up against the ring apron.

Rachel- I am the best. You are weak.

Glory- The best wouldn’t have stopped to tell me that.

Glory grabs Rachel by her throat and when Rachel readies herself to counter a choke slam, Glory just shoves her hard, Rachel’s back hitting the steel barricade. Glory follows with a big kick, but she misses and her right thigh takes the impact on the steel. Rachel goes for a roundhouse of her own, but Glory ducks enough that Rachel gets 20%  Glory’s head and 80% Glory’s Mohawk with the kick. Rachel turns around to be clotheslined by Glory over the steel and into the crowd.

Glory pulls Rachel to her feet, draws back, and swings, but Rachel ducks under it and lands a spin kick to Glory’s right side, forcing an “OUGH!!” from the mocha-skinned girl as she bends. Rachel follows up with a hard left hook to the same spot, interlocks her fingers behind Glory’s head in the muay thai clinch, but before she can start landing knees, Glory grabs her with both hands around her throat and lifts her up, choking her.

Glory- You like that, Rachel? Is this what turns you on?

Rachel simultaneously punches Glory in both her eyes… and again… and again. Glory’s legs buckle and her grip weakens. Rachel drives her knee just below Glory’s heart and the taller girl drops to one knee, her hands barely gripping the Persian’s throat.

Glory- Ough… guhhh… guhhh…

Rachel brings her leg up and kicks Glory right across the face, knocking her into a backwards somersault into the steel barricade. Rachel steps over Glory and over the barricade, but before Rachel can turn around, the rising Glory grabs her from behind and throws a clubbing shot over her shoulder, with Rachel’s chest and stomach taking the impact.

Rachel- Umph…

Rachel stumbles forward  and turns around, only to be met by Glory’s booted foot. The kick lifts the Persian off her feet with an “Awwff!!” and she goes down on the floor hard. Glory picks Rachel up and pulls her into a suplex, but instead of suplexing her on the floor, Glory charges forward to the steel ring post. The result is Rachel’s legs go to either side of the post and her crotch takes the impact! Then Glory suplexes her to the floor anyway. Rachel’s face shows her pain and she’s making all sorts of noises while holding her crotch.

Rachel- Huuuhhh… uhhhh… uhhh…

Glory- I could’ve broken your neck just now. All I had to do was brain buster you instead of a standard suplex. I saved you, Rachel. But not for your own good. We’re just getting started. Spoiler alert: Not only am I going to win, but you’re going to take the worst beating of your life. Unless you stop now. But you won’t. I know you too well, Rachel. You’re going to make Glory earn this. All this beautiful long black hair covering up your swelled head. What can Glory do with this?

Glory grabs Rachel by her long hair and loops it around her neck, then steps on Rachel’s back and tugs up on the hair, strangling the Persian in a hair made noose. Glory steps off of Rachel and drags her across the floor towards the Spanish announce table.

Glory- You know, you were my idol growing up. We’re only six years apart, but I wanted to be you. I wasn’t the prettiest like you and I was big and poor. But I wanted to be you, or what you’ve been pretending to be all these years. I love you, Rachel. But it’s a shame you don’t love me. And it’s a shame what I have to do.

Glory slings Rachel into the steel ring steps and the top steps split from the bottom ones. Glory casually walks over to Rachel and picks her up, placing her on the Spanish announce table, then stepping on the table herself. She pulls Rachel up with her right arm across Rachel’s body and Rachel’s right arm dangling over Glory’s right shoulder.

Glory- Get your cameras ready!!

Rachel starts elbowing Glory to the side of her head. Despite the pain that she’s in, Rachel’s elbows are sharp and precise. She alternates between the side of Glory’s head, and the soft spot between her neck and collarbone. Glory loosens her grip, and just as she’s tightening it, Rachel knees her in the stomach

Glory- Awwww!!

Rachel hooks Glory’s head and lifts her up into a suplex, but the weight of both women at that angle causes the table to break and Rachel falls to her back while Glory hits her forehead on the floor!

Glory- Arrrggghhh!!! You were gonna give me a brain buster through the table to the floor? You could’ve broken my neck!

Rachel- That is one of the many differences between you and I. Stand and fight, Glory.

Glory- With pleasure!

Glory leaps forward with a flying clothesline, but Rachel ducks under it and drives her knee into Glory’s stomach again. Glory’s body lurches forward with an “Uuuggghhh!!” while Rachel slides behind her then stands beside her, bringing her left arm over Glory’s shoulder and her left leg hooking with Glory’s right leg. She turns to where their backs are facing the steel barricade and she throws them both back, but moves… side Russian leg sweep and the back of Glory’s head hits the steel!

Rachel stands up and the two women exchange an unpleasant look.

Rachel- You idolized me? I was your hero? How could I inspire something so hideous as you? Oh, that squint of your eyes just now. I hurt your feelings. Good. They will match the rest of you when this is over and you are beaten.

Rachel turns her back on her opponent and starts walking to the ring. Glory gets to her feet quickly and can’t believe Rachel’s leaving herself open.

Rachel- Go ahead, Glory. Attack me from behind. Show how much honor you have.

Glory pauses for a moment as Rachel stops and waits. The moment Rachel resumes her walk, Glory knocks her down with a clothesline to the back of her head.

Rachel- Uhh!

Glory- Honor gets thrown out the window when your opponent does something stupid on purpose. And I knew you were waiting for me to attack. You had a counter ready for me. So, I outsmarted you, Rachel. How does it feel, huh? How does it feel to have a disgrace to OPW, a paper champion, a phony like me outsmart you? Get in this ring!

Glory tosses Rachel into the ring and steps inside, mounting the Persian and throwing hard punches into her face, grounding and pounding Rachel, who brings her arms up to cover up, so Glory starts punching those arms even harder.

Glory- If you think I’m going to punch myself out, I’m not!

Rachel- If you think I care, I don’t. Aww!!

Glory lands a punch right to Rachel’s mouth for that comment, but Rachel hooks her legs around the Black girl’s waist, then grabs her right arm and bends it back and up… kimura, but Glory powers out of the kimura. Rachel uses her legs and Glory’s momentum to rolls Glory onto her back and Rachel is now in mount. Glory grabs Rachel’s right thigh and squeezes it, forcing an “Aww…” followed by a hissing sound from Rachel. Glory uses her right hand to start getting shots into Rachel’s stomach, each one, like an iron twenty pound weight being rammed into Rachel’s abs.

Rachel- Ough… oughhhhh… umm… guhhh… ohhhh.

The last one knocks Rachel off of Glory into a seated position. Rachel tries to remount Glory, but Glory sits up and kicks Rachel in the face. Rachel goes down on her side.

Rachel- Unnnhhh…

Glory gets to her feet, grabs Rachel by the back of her neck and the seat of her shorts, lifts her up, flips her over, and slams Rachel’s back across her knee

Rachel- Aaahhh!!

Glory- I need to beat you, Rachel.

Then Glory flips Rachel over and slams her stomach across her knee!

Rachel- Ouggghhhh!!

Glory- I have to beat you!

Glory reaches across Rachel’s body, lifts her up and slams her down in the Rock Bottom!!

Glory- I WILL  beat you!!

1...2... Rachel kicks out!

Glory stands up, looks down at Rachel and stomps hard on her stomach. The air whooshes out of Rachel. Glory places her foot on Rachel’s throat and applies pressure.

Glory- How does it feel, Rachel? Come on, you can talk to Glory. Oh wait. I’ve got my big foot on your throat, huh? That might make it hard to talk, but you’ve been saying so much. How does it feel to have my foot on your throat? You said I was inferior to you and I’m the one with my foot on your throat like you are at my mercy. And you are. You were at Glory’s mercy the second you agreed to face me. Don’t have an answer? Aw, poor little thing.

Glory stomps on Rachel’s stomach, forcing Rachel to gag on her own air, then Glory steps off of her and smiles.

Glory- When I beat you, you’ll be the one spending years and years remembering it.

Rachel is down in a fetal position and isn’t known for groaning and moaning during fights, but she’s doing it now. Glory takes Rachel’s feet in each hand and steps between her legs, then crosses Rachel’s legs around her leg, turns her over and sits back… the sharpshooter, Rachel’s finishing move, but a move Glory has used in the past. Glory is really sitting back on this hold and seems to be enjoying every moment of it. The referee is asking Rachel if she gives up, but Rachel isn’t responding.

Glory- She isn’t going to quit. She’s Rachel Apache, the greatest fighter of all time!! She never surrenders!! She would never quit to an inferior paper champ wannabe like Glory!! She never does anything to disrespect anyone because she’s so damn perfect!! In fact, she doesn’t take shits or even pass gas because she’s the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!!

Rachel grabs the bottom rope and Glory lets go of the hold.

Glory- How did it feel, huh? Tell Glory how it felt to have someone inferior put you in your finishing move.

Rachel- Shut up.

Glory- No! You brought this on yourself!

Glory grabs Rachel by her hair, but Rachel gets to her knees and rams her elbow hard and deep into Glory’s stomach.

Glory- Hoooooough!!! Come on!! Show me how much you hate me!!

Rachel- I don’t hate you. I hurt you.

Rachel rams another elbow deeper into Glory’s stomach, right above her eye-shaped out sticking navel.

Glory- Uhhhhh!!!

Glory doubles over and Rachel stands. Rachel puts Glory’s head between her legs and lifts her up, then jumps, crashing the top of Glory’s head into the mat in a jumping piledriver!! Rachel covers Glory… 1...2... Glory violently kicks out! Rachel starts kicking Glory’s right leg while holding it.

Rachel- Another of the many differences between you and I is that you took everything I said about you personally. You may say that your sole goal is to beat me and that it has nothing to do with legacy, but you know that’s not true. This match means everything to you. Beating me means everything to you and you are your legacy. For me, it’s just another day, another dollar, another wall, another tower. I already know I am better than you, today, yesterday, and tomorrow.

Rachel twists Glory’s leg and drops her knee right on the inside of Glory’s knee. Rachel keeps her knee there and bends Glory’s leg, causing the bigger girl a great deal of pain, as Rachel continues to work the same leg that kept Glory out of action for so long.

Rachel- Are you starting to doubt yourself now? Are you finally realizing that you can never beat me?

Rachel stands and drops that knee down again and again. Finally, Glory brings her other leg around and kicks Rachel’s side, sending the Persian back a few steps. Glory gets to her feet and is limping a bit. She and Rachel lock eyes and this time, Rachel is the one with the smile on her face while Glory is sneering.

Rachel- You know you can’t beat me, Glory.

Glory- I’m pretty damn stubborn!

Glory launches off of her other leg and knocks Rachel down with a flying clothesline! Rachel gets up just as Glory bounces off the ropes. Rachel misses a punch as Glory posts off her arm and back, hooks her head and hits her with a float over DDT! Glory covers Rachel… 1... 2... Rachel kicks out!

Both women get to their feet and Rachel is pulled into a bear hug by Glory. Glory squeezes the Persian very tightly in the hold as Rachel takes a deep breath, only to find out that her lungs won’t expand. Rachel drops a sharp elbow right into Glory’s already swollen and bleeding left eye.

Glory- Ahhhhhh!!!

Glory’s eye is cut above and below and it’s bleeding badly as she lets Rachel go, but blindly swings her fist and nails Rachel in the jaw, sending her down.

Rachel- Unnhh!

Rachel stands up and Glory looks at her with pure anger on her face. Rachel takes a deep breath and raises her fists. Glory wipes the blood from around her eye and looks at it. She stares at Rachel and smiles, sticking her long tongue out and licking the blood off her gloved hand.

Rachel- Make me respect you.

Rachel moves in and kicks Glory’s right leg hard, causing the bigger girl to hiss and buckle a bit. Rachel’s eyes widen as she moves in. She hits Glory with a left hook to her jaw, a right cross to her chin, a knee to the liver, another knee to the stomach, a double chop to either side of Glory’s neck, an four hard palm strikes to Glory’s solar plexus. Every shot forces a loud noise from Glory and every shot backs her up. Rachel knocks Glory into the ropes with a hard right cross, Rachel’s knuckles cutting Glory’s mouth in a slight spray of blood. Glory’s left eye is swollen and dark. Her nose and mouth are bleeding, and Rachel looks at her and she looks back.

Rachel- You are inferior. You have no defense and your speed isn’t consistent. It’s in spurts.

Rachel feints a left hook, and when Glory brings her arms up to block it, Rachel rams another knee into her liver. Glory bends and sits on the middle rope.

Glory- OUGH!!! Uhhh… uh…

Rachel slaps Glory’s face again and starts punching her with a flurry of hard straight punches.

Rachel- That’s right. Keep taking the punches. I know you can’t counter them. That’s another difference.

Rachel grabs Glory’s leg and drags her to the corner. Rachel slides out of the ring and slams Glory’s leg into the ring post… and again… and again! Rachel crosses Glory’s legs around the ring post and puts her foot between them, then brings her other foot onto Glory’s right leg, hooking that ankle and falling upside down… figure four around the ringpost and Glory’s is yelling in pain and growling.

Glory’s eyes water as she flexes her legs to break the hold.

Rachel- That’s another difference. You don’t even realize this is a weardown hold. I know I can’t finish you with this move. It’s not even legal from this angle. But you are spending all of your energy trying to break it, instead of waiting for the referee. Uhh!

Glory violently powers out of the lock, causing Rachel to roll over on the floor. Rachel quickly stands and grabs Glory’s feet again, but the mocha-skinned marauder pulls her legs towards herself and Rachel’s face is yanked right into the ringpost!!

Rachel- Uhhhh!!

Glory reaches out and grabs Rachel by her hair, yanking her back into the ring.

Glory- It’s tearing me up inside how much I love you. But what I have to do…

Glory puts Rachel’s head between her legs and flips her over into Powerbomb position. Glory runs with Rachel and powerbombs the Persian out of the ring and onto the floor, at the foot of the ramp. The crowd is stunned as Rachel lies, barely twitching and Glory looks out at her. The referee jumps out of the ring to check on Rachel, who is down and gritting her teeth, her legs moving from side to side. Glory slides out of the ring and the ref gets in her way.

Glory- Move.

Referee Paddy Locke- Stop. This is getting out of hand.

Glory- This is OPW, Paddy. Now, I said move.

Glory grabs Rachel by her hair, and slings her into the steel barricade. Glory throws a hard uppercut right on Rachel’s navel.

Rachel- OOUUGGHH!!!

Glory- I know that one hurt. Loved the reaction. Woke you up nicely, didn’t it? Tell me how slow I am now. Tell me how inferior I am now.

Rachel doubles over and goes down. Glory grabs her up and slings her into the other set of steel ring steps, Rachel‘s shoulder taking the impact!!

Glory- Here’s a difference for you, Rachel. Glory kicks ass. Rachel is an ass.

Glory lifts Rachel up in a gorilla press, squeezing both her throat and crotch. She walks up the ring steps while holding Rachel and smiles as the crowd has been standing since the fighters came out.

Glory- I am the conqueror!! I am the warrior!! Tell them, Rachel!! Tell them that Glory is!!

Rachel- Go… to hell… Glory.

Glory- I was hoping you would defy me.

Glory lets Rachel go dropping her off the ring apron, but Glory brings her knee up and Rachel’s soft lower belly and across her liver and ribs take the impact… she rolls and lands on the floor.

Rachel- AUGH!!! Oh my… oh my God…

Glory- God helps those who help themselves. I am bleeding. Why aren’t you? Let’s change that.

Rachel grabs a chair, but Glory steps on it, snatches it, and slides it into the ring. Glory grabs Rachel by the face with her fingers pressing on Rachel’s eyes and her thumb under Rachel’s chin. With her other fist, she drives shot after shot into Rachel’s stomach, from her solar plexus and fit upper abs, to the center and the pit of the stomach, to her sensitive navel, to the soft pouch below it. Glory isn’t looking where she’s punching. She’s just punching. With every punch, Glory yells “Respect” and the crowd is pretty quiet, other than a few reactions. The fans are stunned by what they are seeing and Glory and Rachel are the two biggest stars, not just in New York, but in OPW and the female fighting world.

Glory- Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!! Respect!!

Glory throws Rachel through the ropes and into the ring. Glory slides back into the ring and looks down at her opponent. Not only are Rachel’s eyes bleeding and her stomach badly bruised, she’s also coughing up blood. Glory stands over Rachel as the Persian grabs the chair and Glory punches it into Rachel’s face!!

Rachel- Arrrgghhh!!! My nose… my nose…

Rachel has a very distinct Persian nose. Several magazines over the years have said that Rachel’s nose is perfect. But Rachel knows that for the first time in her life, her nose is broken. Blood is slowly oozing from it and Rachel’s fists are balled up in fury, but she’s barely moving. Glory grabs Rachel by her throat, yanks her to her feet, and squeezes it, looking deep into Rachel’s bleeding midnight blue eyes and smiling broadly.

Glory- I like to look deep in the eyes of the prey right before I do the choke slam. I like to see the fear and see the hurt all over their faces. I don’t know what’s going on in your head right now, but underneath that façade, you’re just as human as I am. You know it. You feel it. I hear about the style of fighting you used… the system is what it’s called, right? That’s cute. Come on, Rachel. Lose control for me, baby. Lose control and let’s take each other to hell.

Rachel- You… are still… inferior.

Glory- I know I am, Rachel. But guess what? I like it.

Glory licks the blood off Rachel’s cheek, smiles at her as Rachel’s eyes widen, and Glory choke slams her hard to the mat…1...2... Rachel gets her shoulder up!! Glory pulls Rachel up and hits her with a Rock Bottom!! 1...2... Rachel gets her shoulder up again. Glory sits up and starts laughing.

Glory- Are you doubting yourself yet? Isn’t that what you said to me earlier, Rachel?

Glory lifts Rachel up again for another Rock Bottom, but just as Glory is lifting her, Rachel locks her arm around Glory’s neck and her leg with Glory’s leg… reversing the Rock Bottom into the downward spiral and nailing Glory’s throat with her bicep!! Rachel goes for a pin…1...2... Glory kicks out!!

Rachel gets to her hands and knees, then to her knees, holding her stomach and sides and shaking her head from side to side. The ref leans over her.

Ref- Rachel are you alright? Can you continue?

Rachel- My entire body feels like it’s going to explode. Do not ask me that again.

Glory gets to her feet and Rachel kicks Glory’s damaged right leg, sending Glory down on her stomach. Rachel looks legitimately desperate as she springs to her feet and steps between Glory’s legs, crosses them around her left leg, and sits back… the sharpshooter, and  Rachel is very close to the ropes, so that means Glory is quite a ways away from grabbing them.

Glory’s face is covered in blood and it’s bleeding even more now, because her heart is pumping as she struggles to move across the ring to the ropes. Slowly but surely, Glory starts to drag Rachel back to ring center, and towards the opposite ropes, but Rachel sits back even more…

Glory- Ahhhhhhh!!!!

Glory’s shaking her head and she pounds the mat hard. She does a pushup…

Glory- Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… ahhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhh!!!! YES!!!!

Rachel is sent into the ropes and Glory’s legs are strong enough to power out of the sharpshooter. Rachel turns and looks at Glory. Rachel looks legitimately shocked as Glory is down on her stomach, crawling towards her. Rachel looks down at Glory and grabs her by her Mohawk. Glory rams a right hand into Rachel’s stomach, doubling her over.

Rachel- Ummm….uhhh…

Glory uses Rachel’s body to pull herself up, but Rachel pulls Glory onto her shoulders. Rachel’s eyes shed tears as she barely has any strength left, but she lifts Glory, spins her off, and hits her with a stunner, Glory’s chin and throat hitting Rachel’s shoulder… this is called a Samoan neck breaker, technically it’s a death valley driver into a stone cold stunner. But to Rachel Apache, it’s a move she simply calls… The End.

Rachel covers Glory…1...2... Glory kicks out!!!!

Rachel gets to her feet. Glory’s eyes are open and she’s looking at Rachel. Both women have expressions that aren’t stoic, nor are they confident. They both look like they’ve been through hell.

Rachel pulls Glory up and pulls her on her shoulders again, but Glory slips out. Glory crosses Rachel’s body for another Rock Bottom, but Rachel elbows her to her stomach, and with an “Ummppphhh!!!” Glory doubles over onto Rachel’s shoulders and Rachel spins her into a stunner again!! She hit The End again!!

Rachel covers Glory…

1...2...3!!! And Glory kicks herself out, but she’s an inkling of a second too late!! RACHEL APACHE HAS DEFEATED GLORY!!!

Rachel rolls off of Glory and tears are in her eyes as Glory sits up and looks at Rachel. Rachel is on her knees, holding her stomach and ribs and Glory slowly stands up, looking down at Rachel. Glory is shaking her head from side to side. Her Mohawk has come down from sweat and bleeding, and she’s shaking.

Rachel gets to her feet and looks at Glory.

Glory- No matter what you think of me… no matter how much you don’t like me and think I’m beneath you… I honor my own standards. You beat me.

Rachel- I know.

Glory- Is that all you have to say to me after this? After everything we put each other in and out of the ring?

Rachel- Are you finished?

Glory- I can’t believe you… I can’t believe the nerve of you… I can’t…

Rachel- You can’t believe I won? I told you I would.

Glory turns her back and exit’s the ring, tears streaming down her face.

Rachel- Glory… hey, Glory… I do want to tell you…

But Glory doesn’t hear Rachel, she keeps going. Clearly upset. When she gets just inside the ramp, the mocha-skinned marauder, known for her ability to take punishment and fight with warrior’s heart, has a very human moment. She breaks down and starts crying. Rachel’s estranged sister Jasmine, who is friends with Glory, and Diana Majors, meet her.

Jasmine- Don’t worry about this. No one will ever forget what you did tonight. No one.

Rachel’s vision, despite the cuts, is still pretty good. She sees her sister embrace Glory, and for a moment, Rachel has a human moment as well. Sadness appears on her face, and perhaps that sadness is regret.

The lights go out…

When they come back on, the 5’10” Tracie Thoms looking Precious Jackson (see my story, “Tears of a Clown“), the wrestler formerly known as Prophecy, with her black, white, and blood red clown faced makeup, her curly brown weeping willow hairstyle and her big brown eyes, is standing behind Rachel in all black. When Rachel turns around, Precious kicks her right in the crotch.

Rachel- AUGH!!!!

Precious hooks Rachel’s head and lifts her halfway in a suplex, but drives her head down in a Brainbuster DDT combo she calls The BBT!!!

Rachel is knocked out cold and Precious stands over her, smiling. Then the tall brown skinned girl takes her leave, just as the EMTs arrive. 







COMING UP NEXT: Laurie Breeze faces Jonica for the FTW Championship… and then, the main event. Gemma Rox challenges Samantha for the OPW World Title!!

[~Rox Erotique~]

Ouf... knock down, drag out slaughterfest!

For a normal female fight enthusiast here this is a stunningly paced card but for those of us who've followed your OPW universe for years and know the characters it's a masterclass of character arcs, plot reveals and torn emotion!

x G x

[howardcosell]

Thank you so much! Just two matches left 

[Michelle]

Wonderful set ups Howard....

Good set ups of all the fighters....fantastic pre fight back and forth and a good pics always helps add to things..

The fights are well done and feed off the pre fight set up beautifully!

Keep it up....fantastic!

[laurie breeze]

Howard, this series just keeps getting better 'n better! Your skill, attention to detail, descriptive action 'n honest natural dialogue continues to leave me in total awe! 

Really looking forward to tangling with Marie "Shorter Than Me" B in the War Between The Munchkins! I know it's gonna be epic!

Bravo, Maestro! Bravo! 

Hugggzzz 'n xoxo

~Laurie~

PS - Message to Joni: Shut up! And BITE ME!    Karma be coming to put a hurt on you 'n I'm not talking about anyone with that name either. When you least expect it, expect it. You won't see it coming, it'll blow in with the breeze!     To quote good ol' Forrest from Greenbow, "An' that's all I have to say about that."

[howardcosell]

Thank you so much!! We writers know how hard it is to get a comment on this board lol. It won't be too much longer before we finish this off.

[howardcosell]

I’m still working on figuring out the thumbnails with pictures. Hope to have it more convenient soon.

“Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang” by the Subways hits, and out comes Laurie Breeze to a huge ovation from the New York crowd. The 5’1” Laurie has curly brown hair, blue eyes and is dressed in a blood red lifeguard’s one piece, with a dream catcher over her heart, the words “kiss kiss bang bang” on the butt, and is wearing the traditional Lakota headdress, to go along with her Lakota combat shoes. Laurie is usually has an addition to smiling, but she’s got a very serious look on her face tonight as she gets into the ring and looks at the bloodstains on the mat. She takes off the headdress and hands it to an aid who’s outside the ring.

Laurie Breeze looks like Jordan Ladd




The familiar guitar rifts of “Born on the Bayou” by Creedence Clearwater Revival play, and out comes the reigning FTW Champion, Jonica. The 5’2” Jonica has long dark brown hair and blue eyes and is dressed in a purple armless top with gold sides and black tiger stripes down the sides, to go along with a pair of gold lycra shorts with the black tiger strips down the sides and purple boots that match her top. She also has on gold tiger stripes mma gloves and looks every bit part reformed psycho cheerleader, and bayou Bengal. Jonica gets in the ring and Laurie gets right in her face.

Jonica looks like Lacey Chabert





Laurie- Now, you’ve got nowhere to run. You’ve been sneak-attacking me and cheap-shotting me for weeks. And now, I’ve got you right where I-- AUGH!!!

Jonica kicks Laurie in the crotch and the Babe from the Badlands goes down on her side. Joni goes for the pin, 1,2, Laurie kicks out. Joni gets on top of Laurie and starts to punch her in the face.

Jonica- You’ve got me where, huh bitch? You’ve got nothing! Come on, cake face! You came to OPW, to my world, and you thought you could beat me? I helped train your dumb ass. I helped get you acclimated to this place. You stabbed me in the back and because you’ve got this sweetheart front, everybody believes you. Nobody wants to listen to my side of the story.

Laurie takes about eighteen good shots to her face, but the tough girl is throwing punches back and some of them are landing on Jonica’s chest and neck. Joni realizes she has an easier time if she just sits up, and when she shifts her weight, Laurie bucks her off. Jonica slides out of the ring and Laurie gives chase.

Laurie- Get your ass back in the ring, bitch! Where do you think you’re going, huh?

Laurie grabs Joni by her long brown hair and yanks her back, but stomps hard on Laurie’s foot, slams an elbow into her stomach, doubling her over, then grabs Laurie by her hair and slams her face into the ring apron.

Laurie- Unnnhhh!!

Joni rakes her former friend across the eyes and whips her towards the barricade, but Laurie reveres it into a drop toehold, sending Joni down on her stomach on the floor. Laurie crosses Joni’s legs and puts her in a cross face… this is a standard STF and the ref is outside the ring, watching closely. Joni screams in pain, but reaches up and digs her nails into Laurie’s round cheek, then rakes down. Laurie reaches up to feel the blood on her face and Joni yanks her legs free, turns over and as soon as she’s in a seated position with her back against the steel barricade, Laurie is on her, throwing punches. Joni covers up.

Joni- Get her off me, ref!!

Ref- You should already know that FTW matches mean falls count anywhere and anything goes.

Joni- I guess there’s just no fooling you, huh?

Joni kicks Laurie’s shin, forcing the Lakota to one knee, then hits her with a right cross, sending her down on her side. Joni gets up, but so does Laurie and Laurie tackles the slightly taller girl into the barricade, with Jonica’s back taking the impact and the momentum carrying both women over and into the crowd!!

Both women are down and Jonica is holding her back. Laurie is up first and pulls Joni up by the hair, but Joni punches the Lakota right between the legs, buckling her knees.

Joni- Right in the piss pot! Or is it the puss pot? Aw, who gives a shit?

Joni grabs Laurie by the back of her head and shoves her deeper into the crowd. The fans move out of the way as Laurie tumbles over some chairs and lands on the floor and Jonica picks up a chair in hot pursuit.

Fan- That chair has Laurie Breeze’s sweat on it!! It’s mine!!

Fan- Fuck you! I was sitting in that seat and I got the ticket to prove it. That fucking chair is mine!

A fight breaks out and security makes its way into the crowd to separate the two arguing fans, just as Laurie is on her hands and knees and takes a chair shot to the back!!

Laurie- Ahhh!!

Joni- Not loud enough, bitch!! Louder!!

Another hard shot from the chair…

Laurie- Ahhhhh!!!

Joni- Still not loud enough.

Jonica brings the chair down, but Laurie blocks it with her arm as she gets to her knees. The shot still catches some of her head, but she grabs the chair and gets to her feet.

Joni- How the fuck are you shaking off these chair shots?

Laurie- Look at the chair, dumb ass!

Joni looks down at the chair and sees that it is one of the cushioned folding chairs that is given to fans in the front sections. Fans are encouraged to take these seats home as collector’s items.

Joni- Oh… OUGH!!

Laurie shoves the chair into Joni’s stomach and the bayou girl bends over. Laurie hooks Joni’s head and gives her a DDT on the chair, and while it is cushioned, it still hurts. Laurie covers her former friend, 1,2, Joni kicks out. Laurie pulls Joni to a seated position and starts punching her in the nose. Blood starts running, but Joni throws a shot right into Laurie’s stomach, just above her small roundish in sticking navel, forcing Laurie to jump.

Laurie- Uggghhh!!

Jonica and Laurie both admit that the navel is their weak spot. They swore to each other that if they ever fought, neither would hit the other on that spot, and I guess Jonica is keeping her word so far. Laurie staggers back as Jonica gets back to her feet and wipes the blood from her nose. Laurie charges in and Joni smiles, then kicks Laurie right in the stomach.

Laurie- Oooooooff!!!

Joni knocks Laurie flat on her back with an uppercut right under her chin.

Laurie- Unnnhhh!!

Joni walks around Laurie and leans over her.

Joni- How you feeling, bitch? I said talk!

She stomps hard on Laurie’s solar plexus and the slightly shorter girl’s cheeks fill with air. She then stomps on Laurie’s crotch.

Laurie- Awwwfff!!! Eeeee!!! AUGH!!!

Joni pulls Laurie up and starts yanking her by the hair towards the backstage area, the referee is casually walking behind them. Jonica whips Laurie into a stack of wooden pallets in the back.

Joni- And you just swore you were gonna come in here and beat my ass, huh? You just swore you were gonna come in here with your Lakota Pride and Village People looking costume on and whip my ass, huh?

Laurie gets up and grabs Joni by her shoulders, but Jonica spits in her face, then punches her in the pit of her stomach.

Laurie- Uggghhh!!

Joni- You want to be about honor? Fuck honor! Honor never won anybody shit!

Joni hooks her arm with Laurie’s and hip tosses her onto the floor. Laurie gets to her feet, but stumbles and goes down again, as Joni is literally skipping up to her. Laurie throws a left hook and right cross, but Joni ducks under them and lands a left hook of her own to Laurie’s ribs and a straight right on the navel. Laurie’s eyes widen as the electric pain shoots through her and Joni smiles.

Laurie- Ohhh… you said you wouldn’t…

Joni- When are you gonna realize that I’m a fucking liar?

Joni connects with another hard right into Laurie’s navel and pushes her fist further in, running Laurie into wall and grinding into her.

Laurie- Uhhhhh… uhhhh…

Joni whispers in Laurie’s ear…

Joni- You’re not so tough now, are you? But you know how we do. I always knew you were a soft little bunny, just like Rumor said you were. I used to be like you. I used to be the new kid on the block trying to prove myself. But if I learned one thing from watching Gemma, it’s that you have to be what you are. If you’re a bitch, you gotta be a bitch. You can’t change. And what are you.

Laurie- Uggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!

Joni- You’re a lifeguard and child care professional who’s trying to be a fighter. It’s not gonna happen, Laurie. You should’ve gotten out while you had the chance. But now, here you are, getting your ass kicked by me.

Laurie has tears running down her face as her teeth grind and her body doubles over Jonica’s fist.

Laurie- You know… what? You’re right… Joni.

Joni- You give up? Of course you do.

Laurie- I’m just… not… cut out for this.

Joni- Ref, come closer. She’s about to submit. Get the drinks ready.

Laurie- I haven’t adapted yet… I haven’t been… who I should’ve been…

Joni- It’s okay, Laurie. We all have dreams and sometimes, they just don’t-- AAIIIEEEEE!!!!

Laurie grabs Jonica’s crotch and squeezes it. Joni screams and jumps away, holding her crotch. Laurie is still holding her stomach, but she comes off the wall and moves in on Joni, who is backing up slowly.

Joni- You fucking bitch… you crazy bitch… you’re gonna pay for-- UNNHHH!!

Laurie nails Jonica with a right cross and the only thing that keeps the Louisianan from going down is the hand truck that is holding a pile of steel beams. Laurie kicks Joni in the stomach and Joni jumps and doubles over with an “OOOF!!” Laurie picks Joni up and throws her into the railing of the hand truck, with Joni’s stomach taking the impact.

Joni- GUUUUUHH!!!

Laurie- I’ve come a long way, and I’ve tried to do my best to set an example for all those kids. I’m trying to teach them the Golden Rule, to do unto others as you would have them do unto you. But what I should be teaching them is to do unto others as they do unto you. You want to play dirty, Joni? I’m game!

Laurie climbs onto the truck and pulls Jonica out by her long hair, but Joni has one of the steel beams. Laurie nails Joni with two right hands to her already bleeding nose, but Joni ducks a third and rams the beam into Laurie’s already weakened stomach.

Laurie- Ouuugghhh… geez…

Joni twirls and brings the beam down across Laurie’s back and Laurie goes down on her stomach. Jonica kicks Laurie over on her back and rams the pipe down on her navel.

Laurie- Oooooooooooooh!!!

And again… and again… and again…

Laurie- Ohhhhhhhhhh…. Augghhhhhhhhh… Mmmmmmmmmmmpphh!! Stop… please… stop.

Jonica smiles and looks down as Laurie looks up in fear. Then Laurie grabs the bottom of the beam and shoves it, forces the steel to hit Jonica’s face!!

Jonica- Unnnhhh!!

Laurie snatches the beam away and rams it into Joni’s stomach, forcing her to double over with an “OOOOF!!” Laurie drops the steel, hooks both of Joni’s arms and flips her over onto her back… avalanche suplex onto the floor!!

Laurie- Like I said, you fight to win and you fight dirty, so I’m going to fight that way too.

Laurie places Jonica on a small wooden table and climbs up a nearby ladder. Laurie dives off the ladder, flipping her head into Jonica’s stomach and breaking the table… Swanton Bomb!!  Laurie covers Jonica, but no ref is counting. She turns and sees the ref is out cold and the 5’9” 140 lb brown haired blue eyed South African nemesis of Laurie’s, Rumor Winfield, is standing right next to the ref’s unconscious body.

Laurie- Rumor!!

Laurie charges the much taller brunette. She’s got her arms outstretched and is getting closer and closer and…

Laurie- Guhhh… ooop…

Rumor sticks her fist out at the last second and catches Laurie right on the navel.

Rumor- Just like last time, bitch. I told you to let it go. I beat you. Get over it. But you keep coming back and asking for more. So now, I’m giving it to you. I’m taking everything away from you. Every time you’ve got an opportunity to be something, I’m showing up and robbing you of it.

Laurie goes down and Rumor starts slapping the referee around, trying to wake him. Jonica slowly crawls over to Laurie as the ref crawls over to both of them. Joni covers Laurie…1...2... Laurie kicks out!!

Joni- Hate to admit it… but this bitch is tough.

Rumor- No. She’s just really hardheaded. But I’ve got something for that.

Rumor grabs Laurie up by the back of her head and flings her face first into wall. She picks Laurie up and runs back towards the fans and the main arena, but body slams Laurie on the floor. Rumor grabs Laurie again and whips her into the steel barricade, but Marie B. comes running and the crowd goes wild!! Rumor sees the little blonde and backs off. Laurie comes to and jumps at the site of Marie.

Marie- Laurie, I keep telling you that you can trust me! Now, get up and win the title!

Marie moves just as Jonica’s foot crashes into Laurie’s jaw, knocking her over the steel barricade and back ringside.

Marie- Come on, Laurie! Get up! You can do it!! Jonica rolls Laurie back into the ring and covers her…1...2... Laurie kicks out again!!

Joni- That’s it!! I’m gonna finish this bitch once and for all!

Jonica slides out of the ring and reaches under it. She’s looking for something… and she finds it. It’s her banjo. The crowd reacts as they would as Marie looks on from ringside with worry in her eyes as Jonica puts the banjo down and puts Laurie’s head between her legs. She’s going to piledrive Laurie onto the banjo. But Laurie is fighting and fighting and she plants her feet, then straightens herself up, back body dropping Jonica to the mat, just as Marie reaches into the ring and grabs the banjo.

Jonica gets to her feet and Laurie bounces off the ropes, nailing her with a tomahawk smash to her forehead!! Joni is up again and Laurie drops her with a dropkick to her stomach!! Jonica gets up one more time and goes for a kick to Laurie stomach, but Laurie sidesteps up, reaches over and around Joni’s waist, flips her up and slams her on her back! Gutwrench Powerbomb!

Laurie climbs to the top turnbuckle as she sees Joni isn’t moving. She lets out a war cry and prepares to dive off, but Marie gets on the ring apron and smashes the banjo across Laurie’s back!! Laurie falls into the ring as the crowd is in shock. Marie gets in the ring and turns Laurie over on her back. Marie climbs the top turnbuckle and does her gymnast Y pose, then flips off and lands both feet on Laurie’s stomach!!

Marie- Remember the way it feels. I had to pay my dues. You have to pay yours. You’re cutting in on my spot and I’m back to kick you out.

Marie slides out of the ring as Jonica once again crawls over and puts her arm across Laurie…1...2... Laurie kicks out!!!

Jonica gets out of the ring and pulls out a second banjo from under the ring.

Joni- It’s always good to have a second banjo on hand for situations like this.

Marie watches from the top of the ramp as Jonica places the banjo in the middle of the ring, puts the badly bleeding Laurie’s head between her legs, lifts her up… and piledrives her through the banjo. Jonica looks up the ramp at Marie and both women simultaneously stick their middles fingers up at each other, exchanging dirty looks. Jonica covers Laurie… 1... 2... 3!! JONICA HAS DEFEATED LAURIE BREEZE and retained the FTW World Title!! Marie goes to the back as Jonica lifts her title in the air and the EMTs get Laurie Breeze.

Jonica- That’s right!! That’s right!! Take that bitch out of MY ring!! I beat her ass!! I beat her ass again!! She’s not tough enough to fuck with this!! I told that weak bitch, don’t bring that weak shit up in here!! I’m the champion!!

Laurie refuses medical attention and tries to get back in the ring to attack Jonica, but the refs and medical staff restrain her.

Laurie- I had you and you know it!! They screwed me!!

Joni- Rules are rules, bitch! Anything goes!! I beat your ass and you can’t deal with it. You’re a sore loser, you fucking… loser!!

Laurie- I’ll get you back, Jonica!

Joni- You got your ass kicked! How do you put it? Just sayin’ hahahahahha!!

Laurie slowly walks up the ramp. The crowd cheers for her as Jonica continues to laugh. Laurie goes to the back, but gets knocked back down on the ramp by Marie. She stands over Laurie and out comes Rumor. And after Rumor comes Kayla. And after Kayla come Jessika, Dawn, and Seka. They all join hands and raise their hands, then they walk to the back as Rumor leans over Laurie.

Rumor- The First Family is here, bitch. Good luck standing alone against all of us.

Jonica laughs, but Laurie gets to her feet and charges through the curtain.

Jonica- You know what? I think you guys deserve something extra before the main event. I’m feeling so good!! I’m the bayou motherfucking Bengal baby!! There ain’t a bitch in here who can beat me, because we Louisiana girls are the toughest!! I’m so good, I think I’m going to wrestle again RIGHT NOW!! So, any bitch in the back, come and get it!! ‘Cause Louisiana girls are always ready to rumble!!

“Girlfight” by Brooke Valentine hits, and out comes another Louisiana native, 5’7” 150 lb Katrina Jackson.





Katrina- You’re right about one thing. We Louisiana girls are always ready to rumble. So, I’m not going to ask you.

Katrina kicks Joni in the stomach, puts her head between her legs, flips her up and goes into a jumping spin, slamming her down in a hurricane Powerbomb…1...2...3!! KATRINA HAS DEFEATED JONICA and has won the FTW Championship!!

Katrina- What does FTW stand for?

Ref- Fuck The World.

Katrina- Damn fucking right.

COMING UP NEXT: The Main Event!! The reigning 2014 Queen of the Ring and Battle Royal Winner, and the former Ultimate Catfighter winner, Gemma Rox, challenges Samantha for the OPW World Championship.

[~Rox Erotique~]

A blistering pace there! Honestly I have no idea how you manage to keep the pace up and still make each match feel and read unique!

Jonica lost the belt very cheaply after a stunning and hard fought fight but it wouldn't be the first time her mouth got her in trouble (and it won't be the last!) Plus I remember her winning that belt in a similar style against a beautiful and wronged opponent

I feel you captured Laurie wonderfully and she stands out on her own in a frantic roster with no shortage of stars.

Truly marvelous work!

x G x