Before the Supershow, I was afraid that the paparazzi would stumble upon my operation, so I made the decision to move CPF from Los Angeles to Santa Monica. It's only a forty minute or so drive and luckily I found a beautiful mansion for sale and bought it up right away. It's not a penthouse per se but I went to work making it our permanent base of operations. I walled off the house and put in an iron gate with a security combination that I only knew that would change on a daily basis. I put in a full gym that would put Gold's Gym to shame and the nearest neighbor was five miles away. It was secluded and nobody knew what I was doing and the celebrities didn't have to worry about a site like TMZ finding out. Season two was coming along nicely, with one match having been signed already. It's not Scarlett vs Katy, I'm still debating whether Katy deserves a shot at the gold. Ashley Graham claimed that she wasn't paid by Katy to assault Emma, but I was still took their story with a grain of salt. Emma Watson wanted to fight Graham, but that was the mismatch of the century in my opinion. Katy launched an campaign to get a shot at Scarlett, bombarding my voice mail with trash talk about the champion.
I was ready to make the match and had Scarlett stop by the mansion the week after the Supershow. She seemed enthusiastic about the match and asked to squeeze in an intense workout using my gym. The champ was still hurting after the Gillan match, the challenger had given Scarlett the fight of her life. Scarlett had cut her hair and went back to being a blonde with a punk hairstyle, so Katy responded by cutting her hair short and dying it blonde. Scarlett was wearing a basic workout outfit of a sports bra and yoga pants when she entered the locker to change into her normal attire. The champ was sore and a bit tired, but she felt good. Good enough to get in ring and whip Perry's ass. Before Scarlett could even start that, Katy Perry came walking in, brandishing Scarlett's championship which I kept at the mansion for safe keeping. Perry was dressed in street clothes and Dr Marten boots.
"Hey loser, since you won't fight me, I figure that I could take this with me." Katy said with a sneer as she patted the belt as Scarlett stared her down.
"You're right, I won't fight you because you're beneath me. You beat Taylor Swift? Congrats, you beat a beanpole. Emma Watson had you down and you needed Graham to save you," Scarlett snapped back.
"Last time I checked, you fought a beanpole and she beat the absolute crap out of you for twenty minutes. You survived, I dominated Taylor Swift. Just like I would dominate you if you had the guts to fight me but you don't have them. The last time I checked, I was never humiliated in public by having some photos leak!" Katy hissed hitting a sore spot.
"Fight's on...bitch!" Scarlett said screaming at her rival.


Scarlett turned her back to Perry, giving the challenger the opening to smash the title in the back of her head. Getting hit with a title doesn't equal being knocked out like it does in pro wrestling but it does hurt like hell. Scarlett groaned as she stumbled into the locker as Perry grabbed a handful of hair and rammed the champs head into it twice. Scarlett was in trouble as Perry launched a knee into the stomach of the champion, causing her to scream out in pain. The champ was holding on Perry's leather jacket gasping for air, her grip preventing from crumbling to the floor. Perry stared down at the hurt champion, grabbing her by the chin and making her stare into the challenger's eyes. Perry backhanded the champion, her knuckles smashing against the beautiful lips of the champ. The champ was down to one knee, trying to pull herself back up but Perry smashed two violent chops, one to each side of Scarlett's neck, the blood flow to the brain was permanently interrupted. Scarlett let go of her grip as she found herself draped over the bench, barely cognitive. Perry waited for Scarlett to gain her bearings for a moment before grabbing a handful of blonde hair and forcing the champion to stand up. Perry made a fist and could see a certain look in the eyes of the champion. Something that nobody had seen before in CPF.
Fear.
Perry scooped the champion up and slammed her on the heavy wooden bench, the champion letting out a horrific cry of pain. Scarlett's eyes were permanently sealed from the pain and the pain was so bad that she couldn't even scream. The champion and the bench formed a horrific lowercase t as got on-top of the bench and brought her Dr Marten boot right into the exposed ribcage of the champion. That got a scream out of the champion as she looked up to see the challenger grinding her boot into her stomach. Perry got off the bench and dragged the champion off it and sent her into the lockers once more, Scarlett turning at the last minute but the back of her head still took damage. The champion was seated against the lockers as Katy stood above her, taunting her and demanding that she get back up. Scarlett couldn't get back up, the pain was searing throughout her body and she was desperate to get on offense. Scarlett tried to a low blow but it was so slow that Perry side stopped and kicked her in the face, knocking her out on impact. Only a murmur came from the champion as Perry dragged Scarlett to the showers and stripped her of her bra and pants, and tying her hands up with the bra and sticking a dirty gym sock in her mouth.
All hail the new queen.