“Five Minutes Alone” by Pantera hits, and out comes the reigning Queen of the Ring for 2014, former Ultimate Catfighter winner, and now, the woman who won the Battle Royal… the 5’3” 115 lb Chaos from Cardiff, with her big brown eyes, shoulder length brown hair and tattoos… looking a bit like Famke Janssen… the one and only Gemma Rox!! Gemma is dressed has her red cutoff hoodie and red lycra top with matching lycra shorts and black boots. The hood is pulled over her head as she makes her way to the ring to cheers from the New York faithful.
Gemma gets in the ring and tests the ropes, bouncing around, pulling the hood off of her head and throwing some punches.
The big booming horns blare out as “Tain’t Nobody’s Business If I Do” by the legendary jazz singer, Billie Holliday plays, and out comes the reigning OPW World Champion, Samantha, to a shower of heavy, heavy boos from the New York crowd. The 5’9” 140 lb Samantha, with her long curly red hair, aqua green eyes, and honey skin is dressed in a shiny candy apple red armless collared cut off top and matching pants and boots. The entire outfit has small red, white and black flame designs all over it, and the pants are well above her navel as she carries the OPW World Championship Belt with her down to the ring. Samantha grabs the top rope and flips herself into the ring and right into Gemma’s face.
Samantha- Round 2, huh? Let’s do it.
Gemma- Thought you were done with me? Think again, Sam.
Samantha- Nah, I didn’t think I was. You’re just too much fun. Wanna make a personal bet on the outcome? One hundred grand says I will beat you again?
Gemma- What? You worried you don't have enough motivation for this? You gone soft on me?
Samantha- Good luck. I mean that.
Gemma- Good luck to you too.
Samantha-Now who‘s going soft on who? You’re gonna make it easier than last time, haha.
Samantha hands her belt to the referee and the ref holds it up. He hands it to an aid outside of the ring and the bell rings.
Samantha- Let’s dance.
Samantha comes right out at Gemma, jabbing her to her nose and her solar plexus and Gemma moves to her right. Samantha stays on her, stopping and popping her with two jabs to the nose, a third jab to her stomach, and a right hand to her jaw.
Gemma- Unnnhhhh!! Shit!!
Samantha bangs Gemma’s sides with four lefts and rights and lands another right cross to Gemma’s left eye, grabs her in a muay thai clinch, and starts throwing knees into her ribs.
Samantha- This seems familiar. Seems like we did this part before.
Gemma- I think I’ll adlib a bit.
Gemma throws some punches of her own into Samantha’s stomach and Samantha quickly lets her go, backing up.
Gemma- Come on, Sam. You had me. What happened?
As soon as Sam fixes her mouth to respond, Gemma hits her with a quick step in jab to her button nose and slams a right hand into her stomach, then moves back. Samantha’s face shows the pain and she advances forward, but Gemma gets her again by faking a jab to her face, then slamming another right hand into the pit of her stomach, and moving away.
Gemma- I learned some new tricks in training. You might be familiar with the style.
The moment Sam steps forward, Gemma hits her with a left hook to her right side and as Sam goes into the Philly Shell defense, Gemma picks her up, slams her on her back, and tries to turn her over into a Boston Crab, but Sam grabs the ropes. But Gemma just yanks Samantha away from them and tries to sit down in the submission hold, but the redhead throws her legs down, sending Gemma into the ropes.
Samantha gets to her feet and kicks Gemma right in the stomach
Gemma- OUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!! FUUUUUUCK!!!
Gemma’s body is sent through the ropes and to the floor.
Sam- Little early in the match for all that stupid screaming. How the fuck did you think you could beat me using my style? It’s mine for a reason. Nikky let you down.
As Gemma gets to her feet Samantha dives feet first through the ropes, kicking Gemma in the face and knocking her down on her back. Samantha jumps onto the steel barricade and backflips off, dropping both knees on Gemma’s stomach.
Gemma- OOOOOOOUUUUUGGGGHHH!!!! MOTHERFUCKER!!!!
Samantha- Motherfucker!!!!!! Yes, that’s the spirit!! Motherfucker!!!! Hahahahaha!!!
The crowd starts booing Samantha. One blonde haired woman comes up to the barricade and spits at Samantha, but misses. Samantha grabs her by her hair and shoves her, just as security is coming to remove her.
Samantha- Keep spitting and throwing shit at me if you want to. You might hit me, or you might hit Gemma.
Gemma grabs the redhead around the waist from behind, looking to give her a German suplex on the floor, but Samantha hooks her feet behind Gemma’s calves
Sam- You’ve got a good grip. But check this out.
Samantha rolls forward and Gemma is thrown into the barricade face first.
Samantha- Shit. You sold that one. I wasn’t trying to throw you into the fucking barricade, but fuck it, right? Shit happens, right?
Samantha pulls Gemma up by the hair and sees she’s busted open.
Samantha- You’re bleeding already? I wonder what’s the betting line in Vegas on that happening.
Gemma- You’re talking? I wonder what the odds were on that.
Gemma elbows Samantha in the stomach hard.
Samantha-OOP!!
Samantha jumps as her sensitive spot is hit and Gemma turns and faces her. Gemma slams some hard right hands to Samantha’s fifty cent piece sized outie navel and Samantha backs up and moans with every shot.
Samantha- OOOP!!! GUUUUHH!!! UHHHH, not there!!! UHHHHH, GEMMA!!! NOOOO!!!
Gemma- Sounds like you’re enjoying this.
Sam- And you are too, you sick freak.
Samantha knees Gemma in the stomach, grabs her and tosses her over the barricade and into the crowd. The fans clear out of the way as security cuts off the area so that there isn’t a repeat of the riot in London.
Gemma gets to her feet and Samantha charges in and Gemma goes for a tackle, Sam leapfrogs her and nails her with sidekick to her jaw, dropping her.
Samantha- That was for you, Justine Credible!
Samantha grabs Gemma’s legs and smiles.
Samantha- Remember this. Oh, how you obsessed with your hatred of me when I got you in this position, huh?
She teases a sharpshooter, but drops a stomp right into Gemma’s stomach.
Gemma- OH OH OH OH GODDDD I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!
Samantha- I know you do. Everybody hates me except my friends and my kids. But you know what Nietzsche said. It’s not killing me, so it’s making me stronger. Let me show you. Got any of your skinhead buddies out here tonight, Gemma? Let me know now.
Gemma- FUCK YOU, SAM!! I got my skull cracked and my hands smashed trying to save you! Don’t put that shit on me!
Samantha- Yeah, woe is Gemma. You should’ve let them kill me.
Samantha picks Gemma up and hooks her in a suplex, then suplexes her on the floor onto her back. Gemma lets out a loud scream. Samantha steps right on Gemma’s face and wipes her boot.
Samantha- Speaking of feet, do you paint your toenails, or do you just let your feet sit in your boots, cheesing and sweating?
She pulls Gemma up by her arm.
Sam- Let’s go back to the ring… sike!!
She whips Gemma, forward, but throws her knee right into Gemma’s stomach, flipping her over and once again, Gemma is on the floor.
Gemma- GAAAWWWWFFFF!! FUUUCK!!!
Gemma gets to her hands and knees and Samantha throws a kick aimed for her ribs, but Gemma grabs the redhead’s foot and gets her in the stomach with a right hand
Samantha- GOOP!!
Gemma- Goop? Where? I don’t want to slip in it.
Gemma gets to her feet, picks Sam up and slams her back across her knee. When Samantha drops to her back, Gemma jumps and lands with both feet on the redhead’s stomach. Samantha lets the air out and turns on her side, but Gemma yanks her up by her long curly red hair and starts pummeling her stomach, backing her up and making her jump as they move back towards the steel barricade. Gemma lands an overhand right to Sam’s jaw that staggers her… “UNNNHHH!!!” then follows up with a hook to the navel.
Samantha- OWWWWW!!!!
Samantha folds over and has her back against the steel barricade. Gemma rushes in and rams her shoulder into Sam’s stomach over and over again. She can feel the redhead’s hands barely able to hold her. Then she backs up and charges hard, tackling Samantha at such a force that the steel barricade’s connecting links break and both women crash to the floor.
Chants of “HOLY SHIT!!!” and “GEMMA ROX!!!” erupt. Gemma mounts Sam and starts punching her in the face over and over again with that right hand, the same right hand Gemma broke while blocking one of Samantha kicks during their first match.
Gemma- Suplex me on the fucking floor? I’ll show you.
Gemma grabs the barricade and drags it out. She picks Samantha up and body slams her onto it, then she climbs onto the ring apron and dives off, crashing her body across Samantha’s stomach and ribs!!
Gemma pulls Samantha up and rolls her into the ring. Gemma turns Samantha over on her stomach and locks Sam’s left arm between her legs then grabs her chin with both hands and pulls up and back… Crippler Crossface, but Samantha is too close to the ropes and she grabs them. Gemma holds on for the full four seconds before letting go.
Gemma bounces off the ropes and lands a jumping knee to Sam’s lower back, nailing those kidneys. She does this three more times, before turning Samantha over, but the redhead rolls Gemma up, 1,2, Gemma violently kicks out!
Gemma- Very crafty, Sam. Very crafty.
Samantha gets to the ropes and as Gemma comes in, she kicks Gemma’s right thigh, hits her with a left hook to her jaw and a left to her ribs, a straight right to the chin, but takes a jab to her stomach as she advances and stops dead in her tracks.
Samantha- You keep getting me. You keep winning the exchanges. You’re faster. You’re more patient… you’re not the same fighter. You’re different.
Gemma- Yeah I'm better... I'm a fucking BEAST! You've seen what I've done to everyone out there. But every fighter in this place gets better every day. Maybe your trouble is you stopped getting better?
Samantha exhales and that’s time enough for Gemma to get her in the navel with another straight right.
Samantha- OOUGH! You’re making me hot. Seriously, that’s my spot.
Gemma- Good. And I thought it was your outfit.
Samantha lowers her arms and backs up, crossing them in her Philly Shell near the ropes.
Samantha- Come on, girl. Come and get me.
Samantha pops Gemma with a jab to her face and snaps the Cardiff crusader’s head back. Sam’s face looks pretty angry as she throws a 2-3-2 combo, hitting Gemma with a left hook to her jaw, a right cross to her temple, and another left hook to her jaw.
Samantha- What you waitin’ on? Come in. I’m on the ropes.
Gemma tries to work her way inside, but Samantha hits her with three hard jabs and a big right hand to Gemma’s left side. Sam grabs Gemma by her head and shoves her back, then drops her on her butt with a straight right. Gemma gets back up and groans, banging her fists together.
Samantha- Ooh, I got my jab in your stomach and you made a face and a noise. Haha! One in the mouth! Your head made a ripple effect. Left hook to the body and right cross to the head. You ready? Bang bang! Why didn't you stop it? I told you what I was gonna throw.
Gemma- Block them? You gotta be shitting me... I can take that weak shit all day!
Samantha jabs Gemma in the stomach again, bending her, then kicks her in the solar plexus and sticks her tongue out at her. Gemma tries to throw a jab to Sam’s stomach, but Sam times her and drops her with a left hook. Gemma gets to a seated position and looks up at the smiling redhead.
Samantha- Bitch, WHAT?! You can do any fucking thing you wanna do, but you ain’t out-striking me!
Sam bounces off the ropes and hits Gemma with a front dropkick to her face!!
Samantha- That all you got? This is gonna be a snack flight!
Gemma- That’s what you think, bitch!
Gemma gets to her feet and goes at Samantha, but she’s met with a jab to the face and a follow-up right to the navel.
Samantha- Damn, Gemma. I'm lighting you up! Where's the defense? You can't block my punches? What did Nikky teach you?
Gemma- I'll start when you throw something worth defending.
Samantha- Then, I guess I better get to that, huh?
Samantha and Gemma both jab each other at the same time right in the stomach. Sam backs up a bit and lowers her right hand to where her navel is, and Gemma throws a kick at her stomach, but Sam catches the foot, pulls Gemma in, wraps her arms around Gemma’s body with the one leg up, and gives her a cradle suplex that she affectionately calls The Sexyplex!!
Gemma’s body is flung to where her head is under the bottom rope on the ring apron. Samantha smiles and stands over Gemma, her feet on either side of her and looks down.
Samantha- Knowing how badly you want to beat me just turns me on even more. I dream about you beating me up every night, but you can't do it in real life.
Gemma- We all gotta have dreams... I'll try and make your dreams come true, sugar.
Samantha grabs the top rope and flips over, bringing her butt down towards Gemma’s face in the move she calls The Moneymaker, but Gemma moves her head and Samantha ends up landing on her butt on the ring apron. Gemma gets to her feet and Samantha turns around. Gemma ducks and tries to drive it into Sam’s stomach, but the redhead flips into the ring over Gemma’s body, and Gemma almost goes out of the ring.
Gemma turns around and rushes Samantha, but Samantha kicks Gemma in the stomach again, grabs her by the sides of her head and jumps, slamming Gemma’s face into the mat in a face buster!!
Samantha- Perfect position.
Samantha sits on Gemma’s back and puts her in a full nelson camel clutch, putting tons of pressure on Gemma’s neck, shoulders, arms and back.
Samantha- Honest question, Gemma. Why do you hate me?
Gemma- Ahhhhh FUCK!!! Bitch, it's the path of least resistance! You make it Sooooooo easy it's hard not to! AHHHH!!!
Samantha- But you don’t like me just a little bit?
Gemma- I’m not going to quit to you, bitch!!
Gemma fights and fights, squirming and bucking her body and Samantha goes into a squat, intending to drop her weight down on Gemma’s back to quiet her, but as soon as Gemma feels Samantha’s weight off of her, she crawls forward and stands up, but Samantha smiles and throws herself back… Tiger Suplex… 1...2... Gemma kicks out!!
She turns Gemma over and makes the cover…1...2... Gemma kicks out!!
Samantha sits Gemma up and sits behind her. She brings her legs under Gemma’s armpits, over her shoulders and crosses them right on the back of her head and neck… The Miami Vice is locked in, but Gemma is near the ropes. Still, Samantha holds on until the ref tells her to break, but Gemma leans back, forcing Sam’s shoulders down…1...2... Samantha kicks out!!
Both women get to their feet and Samantha kicks Gemma in the stomach, hooks her head and gives her a DDT!! Samantha looks down to make sure Gemma is stunned. Samantha runs up the top turnbuckle and does a spinning backflip onto Gemma. Then, Sam runs up the second turnbuckle and does a flipping leg drop across Gemma’s neck. Then Sam runs up the third turnbuckle and jumps feet first, crashing her back across Gemma’s stomach… but before she can do it, Gemma gets her knees up and Sam‘s back and kidneys take the impact.
Sam- Ahhhhh!!!! Fuck!!
Samantha is down on her knees with one hand on the mat and the other hand on her back. Both women are down and slowly make it to their feet. Samantha is up first, but she misses a roundhouse kick, Gemma gets her arms around Samantha’s waist from behind and hit’s the Rolling German Suplexes, spelling out her opponent’s name for every one she does and adding a little more to it.
Gemma- S…A…M…A…N…T…H…A…I…S…A…B…I…T…C…H!!!
Gemma makes the cover…1...2...Samantha kicks out!!
but is able to whip Gemma into the corner. She follows up and as Gemma turns around, Samantha crashes her body into Gemma’s!!
Samantha- Let’s see how you like being punched in the stomach.
Samantha buries her fist deep into Gemma’s stomach, right on her English penny sized round innie navel.
Gemma- OOOOOOUUUGGGHHH!!!! FUCK!!!
Samantha leans Gemma back in the corner and smiles in her face.
Samantha- That’s right, baby. Talk dirty to me. Tell me how much it pleases you.
Sam drives a knee into Gemma’s stomach.
Gemma- UUUUGGGHHHH!!! FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!
Samantha picks Gemma up and turns her upside down in the corner, with her legs hanging over the top rope. Samantha backs up and runs, sliding right into Gemma’s face!!
Samantha- She’s the brutal one, huh? You motherfuckers always love to talk about Glory and Gemma and all these other bitches and how brutal they are. You cheer them when they do this crazy shit, but when I do it, you say I’m dirty! That’s bullshit! I’m about to show you how brutal I can be!! You’d hate me regardless!!
Samantha climbs on the top turnbuckle, stepping on Gemma’s crotch accidentally. She reaches down and grabs Gemma by her legs and lifts her up in Powerbomb position.
Samantha- Be thankful I’m not Jolene Rictor. She’d Powerbomb you outside of the ring.
Samantha tries to Powerbomb Gemma onto the mat, but Gemma squirms enough that Samantha loses her balance and falls out of the ring. Gemma falls onto the top rope, wish-boning it with her crotch taking the impact… but Samantha lands on the steel barricade, her right armpit landing right across the top beam with her ribs taking the impact and her knees hitting the floor!!
Chants of “HOLY SHIT!!!” once again ring out as Gemma staggers and slides off the ropes, pulls Samantha up by her left arm and whips her towards the English announce table, where Howard Cosell, Becky Starr, and Frankie J. are seated, but Samantha’s legs give out and she crashes into the steel ring steps. Gemma grabs Sam up by her red hair, but Sam elbows Gemma in the stomach with her left arm, then flips her up with the same arm and powerbombs her onto the English announce table. Samantha yanks the headset off of Frankie J. and shoves him away. She sits in his seat while Gemma’s lying on the table.
Samantha- See, what I’m doing right now is beating Gemma Rox’s ass all over New York City. This bitch cannot hang with me… she can’t beat me. Let me show you.
Samantha drops multiple left handed elbows to Gemma’s face.
Samantha- See? That’s how I do it. That’s how the real queen rolls. I’m still the Queen, bitch! Ough!!
Gemma brings her legs around and catches Sam right in the stomach, sending her back against the barricade. Gemma jumps down, hooks Sam’s head, and lifts her up, then falls back, suplexing Samantha onto the English announce table!!
Gemma gives a look to Becky Starr
Becky- How’s Lucky? (See my story “Becky’s Getting Married” and “Ultimate Catfighter: Team Rachel vs. Team Samantha” for more on how Gemma, Becky, and Lucky know one another)
Gemma doesn’t respond to the blonde and gets on the table with Samantha, who is just reaching her feet. Gemma doubles Sam over with an uppercut to just above her navel, then lifts the redhead up and powerbombs her through the table!!!
Gemma stays on her feet, wipes the blood from her face, steps between Samantha’s legs, crosses them around her own and turns her over… sharpshooter, Rachel Apache’s finisher, a move Samantha uses and calls The Clapper, and the same move Samantha used to torment Gemma during their Hell In a Cell match where Samantha fondled Gemma’s genitals.
Samantha- Ahhhhhhhh!!!!
Gemma- I’ve been waiting to do this to you for a long time.
Gemma maintains the sharpshooter with one arm, yanking Samantha further towards her and dropping her right knee on the back of Sam’s head. Gemma reaches down Sam‘s body, finding the top of her pants and pulling them down slightly, then fingering Sam’s large outie navel and pounding it with her fist!!
Sam- Stopppppppp, Gemmmmmmmma!!! I have a bunch of cum that's sitting in me! If you keep hitting me there, it's gonna drop. So, I think you should stop doing that!!
Gemma- Why should I? You made me drop a load last fight, turnabout's fair play bitch!
Gemma drills her navel HARD!!
Samantha- OUGH!!! That’s not right, bitch! That is not fucking right at all!! Ough!! Owww!! Why the fuck would you hit my bellybutton? Who the fuck does that shit? You fucking sick freak!
Gemma- It’s like Whack-A-Mole with orgasms!
Samantha- If you hit me there one more time, I’m gonna cum. Seriously, Gemma. Don’t embarrass me like that out here.
Gemma- You want me to pity you? You creamed me without a second thought. I'm gonna make you cum bitch... but at least I'm leaving you with clothes on.
Samantha- But that was different! You were in your own backyard. These people hate me.
Gemma- So. Fucking. What.
Gemma squeezes Samantha’s navel and finally…
Samantha- Uh uh uhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. NNNGGGGGGUUUUUAAAAAHHHHH!!!
Gemma- I give you a 9.98, but the French and Russian judges both gave you a 7.78. Sorry, you didn’t make it to the next round.
Samantha- Fuck you.
Gemma- No, this time, I fucked you.
Samantha- You still won’t beat me. You still gotta win and you won’t do that, bitch. You can’t win this.
Gemma releases the hold and rolls Samantha in the ring. She notices that not only is Samantha’s right shoulder swollen, but the bone is pressing against the skin… it’s dislocated. She also notices Samantha reaching down and unzipping her knee-high boots, not all the way down, but down to the middle of her calves. Gemma wonders why Sam’s doing this, and she notices that both Sam’s knees are swollen from the fall and the boots have become too tight on her knees. She’s also got a huge purple bruise that’s turning black on her right side. She grabs the ropes and tries to pull herself up, but Gemma drops a knee on her back… and another… and another… and another!!
Gemma yanks Samantha to the middle of the ring by her feet, but Sam does a roll and Gemma is thrown into the ropes. The redhead tries pushes herself up with her left arm and legs and faces Gemma. She quickly steps out of her boots and takes her socks off, revealing her beautiful feet with red toenail polish. She’s got her right arm down and her left arm up, the fist facing Gemma.
Sam- I’d hate to ruin my pedicure on you.
Gemma moves in quickly, but Sam jabs her again to her face and one to her stomach. Gemma bends and bounces a bit and Sam gets her with another jab to her stomach. Gemma pivots to her right, but eats a jab to her solar plexus and a left hook to her jaw, and another jab to the pit of the stomach, as Samantha slowly moves away, the pain all over her face.
Samantha- (hits Gemma with a jab to the face) Are you going to Glory's party? (hits Gemma with a jab to the stomach) Are you going to Glory's party? (hits Gemma with a jab to the face) Are you going to Glory's party? (hits Gemma with a jab to the stomach) Are you going to Glory's party? (hits Gemma with a jab to the face) Are you going to Glory's party? (hits Gemma with a jab to the stomach) Are you going to Glory's party? Shit, girl! Answer me!
Gemma- Ugh... FINE! I'm going! Shut up about it already!
Samantha- I was just asking. I’m in pain. You hurt me. I have to talk my way through it.
Gemma- I know I did. Don’t take it personal.
Samantha- I won’t. It’s not like you’re gonna to win. My shoulder is dislocated; my back is fucked up, my knee is swelling... but I'm going to continue. I can't let you beat me. I have to win this one.
Gemma- I know your pain. Remember last time?
Samantha- You try to make everything about you, huh? Your pain. Your suffering. Nobody else to shed a tear in the whole fucking world because according to you, it’s always been worse for you. Newsflash, Gemma! You talk way more shit than I do and if you looked like I do, or came from where I came from, you’d be typecast as the villain too. You’ve got it pretty fucking good from where I sit.
Samantha takes another jab into her navel and she goes back into the ropes with an exhale. She can’t raise her right arm that high, but she lifts one of her legs up as Gemma slams a left hook right on the big bruise Samantha’s sporting on her side.
Sam- Uuugghh…
Samantha comes forward with a hook, but Gemma ducks and lifts Samantha onto her shoulders in a torture rack (Pain on the Rox), but Sam slips off, kicks Gemma in the stomach, doubling her over, yanks herself onto the top rope and jumps off, looking to land her signature ax kick, but she misses and hurts her legs on the landing even more. Gemma gets Samantha on her shoulders and spins her around, then falls, slamming Samantha’s back across her knee in the Hell’s Gate Backbreaker and Samantha screams in pain!! Gemma springs to her feet and jumps on the middle rope, then backflips onto Samantha… The Gemmassault!! She makes the cover…1...2... Samantha kicks out!!
Gemma sits Samantha up and slides behind her. Samantha gets to her knees and Gemma sits back, stepping on the back of Sam’s calves and grabbing Sam by her neck, bending the redhead across her knees… this move is call the cavenaria and Samantha has never felt it before.
Samantha- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Samantha is screaming loudly as Gemma’s knees dig into her damaged back The strain is great on her dislocated right shoulder and there’s a great deal of pressure on her knees. She feels something pop inside of her, somewhere around her left set of ribs. The referee leans in as Gemma’s able to stare into Samantha’s eyes and those eyes are red and shedding tears.
Samantha taps Gemma’s leg with her left hand, but Gemma pulls back harder, so Samantha taps harder and the referee breaks them up.
Gemma- What? What happened? She wasn’t in the ropes was she?
Ref- No. She tapped out. You must not have felt it. You won.
Gemma- I… won? I’m World Champion now?
Samantha is down on her stomach as the referee grabs the belt and brings it into the ring. Samantha gets up and snatches the belt away from the referee and looks at it as Gemma is getting to her feet. Samantha looks very, very sad, and can barely hold the title with her left arm now, and can barely stand.
Gemma and Samantha look at each other. Samantha's lip is quivering and she looks almost transparent. She looks completely spent and she looks into Gemma's eyes. When Samantha speaks, her voice lacks any malice. It's soft. It's sweet. It's almost submissive, but with hints of disbelief shifting to an accepted reality.
Samantha- You beat me. You beat me in every aspect of the match. Congratulations.
Samantha hands Gemma the belt and the crowd goes wild. GEMMA ROX HAS DEFEATED SAMANTHA TO WIN THE OPW WORLD TITLE!!!
Gemma sticks her hand out… and Samantha takes her left hand and lifts her right arm to shake Gemma’s hand. Samantha holds her right arm and drops to a seated position, then slides out of the ring. The confetti cannons shoot confetti all over the place as Gemma drops to her knees, looking at the big black and gold belt. As she looks up the ramp, through the confetti, she can see a crying Samantha limping to the back as fans continue to boo and curse at her. Samantha falls on the ramp and the EMTs come and help her to the back.
Gemma is given a microphone and she puts it to her lips, preparing to say whatever she feels the need to say, covered in blood, sweat, tears, and lots of confetti, while the fans give her a standing ovation…
