[::After the opening video ends the pyro goes off and the crowd rises to its feet as Ring of Beauty brings you the best women's wrestling in the world in the world's most famous arena, Madison Square Garden. The fallout from Through Heaven and Hell will likely be felt throughout the evening as the fans are jumping up and down showing their excitement and support.  The cameras pan through the crowd as the fans hold up their signs and jump up and down as you see signs like...::]

ALYSSON GARDNER THE QUEEN OF HARDCORE

LETS START A RIOT

and...

FUTURE DEVIL IN THE MAKING

[::The official song of PrimeTime "Bounce by Bon Jovi" plays over the PA Speakers as the camera cuts to the broadcast booth of Don West and Joey Styles...::]

Don West: Well folks Through Heaven and Hell 3 is in the books and tonight we land in MSG to tear the roof down in the Big Apple! This is Sunday Night Primetime! I'm Don West and with me as always my broadcast partner, Joey Styles!

Joey Styles: Yes, and several new champions were crowned capping off the night with a new World Champion in none other than Ashley Riot!

Don West: Very true Joey but its obvious that some people in management and I'm not naming any names in fear of my job are a little upset with the outcome of the pay per view main event and have booked our champion Ashley Riot tonight in a handicap match with her friends in Heartless!

Joey Styles: Not to mention the ultimate catch, that if any of them attempt to throw the match or take it easy on the other...they will be fired on the spot!

Don West: And if that wasn't enough we have the former World Champion Susan Rigger going one on one with the newly crowned Miss. Money in the Bank Amber Burton! As well as a CRAZY main event inside a steel cage to determine the new number one contenders for the Ring of Beauty Tag Team Championships!!! It's a triple main event tonight on Primetime!!! And...

[::Before Don can finish his thought..."The Shit Is Bananas" by Enur plays as the crowd instantly starts to cheer, though a fair mix of boos are mixed in, at the arrival of the newly crowned World Champion, Ashley Riot. She appears on the ramp way with a microphone in her hand and the World Championship title round her waist.::]

[::She power walks to the ring with a rather smug look on her face before she gets in the ring and does a fancy little twirl before ending up dead center.::]

Ashley: Did you REALLY expect anything less?

[::The crowd continued to cheer and boo, and Ashley takes off her World Title before walking to a ring post and standing on the second turnbuckle, holding it up high. She lets it slide down to her shoulder before hopping back down.::]

Ashley: It simply amazes me that most of you people, as well as the people in the back had the GALL to go against me. I'm Ashley Riot, The Foundation of Wrestling!! Going against me is like going against a tsunami. You ain't gonna win.

[::She takes the title off her shoulder and hold it up to her face for a moment before she walks to the ring ropes facing the entryway and hangs it on there. She takes a step back and gestures to it.::]

Ashley: Let's get a few things clear while I got the spotlight I so rightly deserve. I am NOT Susan Rigger. I pay attention. I look, I seek...I destroy. I am not ANYTHING like the previous champions that held this title. I could give two shits or a FUCK what any of you think of me, say ABOUT me, because the things I've been put through and the things I've done are enough and speak for themselves.

[::The boos begin to overtake the cheers, and Ashley can only shrug as she looks around.::]

Ashley: You wanna boo that? Ho would you feel, hm? How would you feel if you walked into a federation, knowing that whatever obstacle they put in front of you is just a delay of the inevitable? Rigger won this title...

[::She points to the World Title that still hangs on the ropes.::]

Ashley: By giving the most **TV EDIT** has ever seen!! And you know what? Fine!! Great!! Do what you gotta do but that don't change the fact, Susan, the FACT that I beat you, cleanly, one...two...three.

[::Ashley lets her arms limply fall to her side as she shakes her head from side to side for a moment before she holds the one up with the mic.::]

Ashley: You tried, though. I remember, Susan. I remember how you threw me on top of a car. I remember how you beat me, tried to break me before our match. I remember because I feel it every day. And I still came to our match, I still gave it my all and I still beat you. And there wasn't a DAMN thing you coulda done about it. So tell me, how does it feel to be a bottom rung piece of trash?

[::Ashley begins to pace around the ring, breathing hard as she held her ribs for a moment before shaking her head and twisting her head from side to side, cracking it. She stops again and bring the mic to her lips, her voice soft.::]

Ashley: I bet you feel like most of the wrestlers in the back, Susan. Sometimes, you see...sometimes, knowledge is a terrible thing. Sometimes the knowledge you gain can set you back, shackle your mind. And the match we had, the MATCHES we've had...they've instilled this, downloaded it, BURNED it into your head...

[::The brunette looks up as she gets a ear-splitting smile on her face.::]

Ashley: You. Can't. Beat. Me.

[::As the boos get louder the smile on Ashley's face goes down to a mere smirk. She drops the mic and slowly walks around the ring as the booing gets louder. She makes the round again before picking up the mic and shakes her head slowly. She lets a heavy sigh be heard by them all before continuing.::]

Ashley: No one can. Not any of the so called superstars of yesteryear to the newbies that are trying to wedge their way into the light of today. Not Destiny, not...well, whoever's just joined whose name I won't remember. The title you see here is mine. See, cause now, right NOW, it REPRESENTS something. Something most of you idiots in the crowd or the two bit cuntwads in the back will just never get. Or understand.

[::Ashley shrugs, the smug look never leaving her face. The boos continue until they're almost deafening.::]

Ashley: And I'll leave you with that. Because this is the Age of the Riot, people. You're blessed with seeing this face from now until whenever I decide to drop the title and head to greener pastures. But use this time, please, to reflect on how much better I am then each and every single one of you.

[::A pause.::]

Ashley: And to whatever **TV EDIT** in the back wants to settle the beef with me, do it to my face. This match I got is bull, and if it happens again...we'll, I'll just hunt you all down till I get the right one. I know I got a 50/50 chance of getting who I want. And when I do...well...

[::Ashley grabs the World Title and drapes it on her shoulder before dropping the mic and flipping the bird to the crowd, who begins to chant some rather obscene things as Ashley only laughs, walking to the back as her music blares on the PA system.::]

Joey Styles: Strong words from the new champion...

Don West: And I question if she has suffered one too many shots to the head as of late, to not only think you can't be beat but to call out Ring of Beauty Management...Not a wise move...Folks we will be right back with our opening contest!

[::Ashley walks back through the curtains as Primetime takes a commercial break before the opening contest...::]

Match #1

Joey Styles: Ladies and gentlemen we have a great evening of wrestling in store for you tonight, and we are starting the show with a bang—a fatal fourway match!

Don West: We are coming off the THROUGH HEAVEN AND HELL pay per view, and right off the bat we are in a top contendership match.

Joey Styles: Lets go to ringside, where they are about to introduce the participants for our opening match.

[::The camera glides over a sea of screaming fans, signs raised high as it lands on the ring, where a Ring of Beauty Brad Kane: is holding a microphone in his hand.::]

Brad Kane: Ladies and gentlemen, the opening contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish with a twenty minute time limit. The winner of this match will be the number one contender for the Ring of Beauty television championship! Introducing first…from Las Vegas Nevada…

[::"Stripper" by the Soho Girls begins to blast of the PA system and as soon as the music picks up, Kandi comes out onto the stage and starts dancing VERY provocatively and then throws her hands on her hips, with an innocent smile.::]

Joey Styles: Kandi St. Claire is a great talent, also very easy on the eyes.

Don West: This would be a great opportunity for her. A win here would really kick start her career!

Brad Kane: Please welcome…Kandi St.Claire!

[::Kandi then walks down the ramp looking at the mixed crowd of fans with a smile as well as serious expression on her face. Stripperella steps onto the ring next and lays on the second rope. She then pulls her leg up in an leg extension way before rolling inside the ring. The crowd goes wild from her high sex appeal as she stands in the middle of the ring.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent…introducing first…from her imagination…

[::Rush by Aly and AJ hits the speakers and Catalina Davidson rises out of the stage, back facing the crowd. She spreads her red cape with white lettering that reads "CAD" vertically. She turns and salutes the crowd with a huge smile.::]

Brad Kane: Catalina Anne Davidson!

Don West: Catalina is probably the newest member of the Ring of Beauty roster. She’s looking to make her debut—and will likely find the going here quite tough!

Joey Styles: Absolutely. It’s hard enough being a veteran, but if you’re a rookie and your tossed in a match like this its going to be a learning experience.

[::She jogs down the ramp to the ring and stops by ringside, and kisses each of her three children. She turns around and kisses her husband and cameraman, Michael Shay. She then climbs on the apron and stands on the ropes. One foot on the bottom, one foot on the middle. She raises two fingers in the air and smiles at the hard camera as fireworks in red white and blue shootout of the ring posts. She enters, and stares down the tunnel for her next opponent.::]

Brad Kane: And from New Mexico City…

[::Carla Cool comes walking down the ramp wearing a bikini and wrestling boots as “Superman” by Goldfinger hits the PA system.::]

Brad Kane: Please welcome Carla Cool!

Joey Styles: Carla Cool is another one who as of yet hasn’t made a huge impact here, but she’s very talented and has been highly competitive. Like Kandi, a win here would do her career wonders.

Don West: Yeah, any time you get a crack at the Television title your stock is bound to soar!

[::The wrestler smiles and poses in front of the ring. Cool then slides into and winks at the crowd. She then asks the ref to rate her outfit. After laughing at the ref’s response, Carla does on final pose in the middle of the ring.::]

Brad Kane: And finally…from Atlanta Georgia by way of Hopper’s 13…

[::As "The Forgotten" by Killswitch Engage plays, the lights go off but one and acts like a spotlight. Out comes Lana Holmes and the fans go nuts as she stands still with her head bowed. She bends down lower and lower, then whips her head up sharply and pyro goes off.::]

Brad Kane: Lana Holmes!!!

Joey Styles: Lana is the most experienced woman in the ring. She’s been in a lot of big matches before, so she’ll know exactly what to expect.

Don West: I think it will be hard to plan for anything though. I mean, this is a fatal fourway. Its an entirely different animal.

Joey Styles: Very true. Its going to get crazy in there no doubt!

[::Lana jumps up and down, cracking her neck and stops to adjust her tits and the lights flicker to the music. Holmes walks down the ramp, focused and unintentionally ignoring the fans holding out their hands. Upon entering, she goes to the nearest corner and stands atop doing her "So, Goodnight!" pose.::]

DING! DING! DING!

Joey Styles: And the match is underway!

[::Lana and Catalina go at each other, as do Stripperella and Carla Cool. Lana hits Catalina with a knee to the midsection, then whips her to the ropes. Catalina reverses it, then hits a drop kick on Lana as she bounces back into the ring. Carla Cool sends a series of forearms to Kandi’s head, then drop kicks her knee, knocking the blonde beauty to the mat, where she goes for a quick count. The pin last for less than a second as Lana Holmes grabs Carla by the hair and pulls her off Kandi.::]

Don West: As usual, chaos is the rule in there. There’s no semblance of strategy. Its every woman for herself!

Joey Styles: Yeah, that’s the basic idea of a fatal fourway. Whoever gets the pin is the winner---no allies!

[::Catalina takes Lana down with a chop block, then turns her attention to Carla Cool. She hits a European uppercut of her, then whips her to the ropes—where Kandi is waiting with a clothesline. As Carla hits the canvas, Kandi bolts towards Catalina, but ends up flung out of the ring by the newest: edition to the Ring of Beauty roster. Catalina pauses to admire her handiwork, but with her attention momentarily distracted Lana Holmes is able to sneak behind her and hit a back stabber. She quickly goes for the pin, bringing the ref to the canvas for the first time in the match.::]

ONE!

TWO!

No! Carla pulls her off!

Joey Styles: Carla stopping the pin. I tell ya I’d hate to be the referee in this match!

Don West: That’d be a tough job!

[::Lana gets to her feet, but is greeting with a drop kick to the face from Carla Cool. Carla makes a cover, but is pulled off by Kandi St. Claire, who quickly goes to work on Carla, pounding her head to the canvas as Catalina makes her way back into the ring. Catalina sneaks behind Carla, grabbing her hair and jerking her to a vertical base, then hits a Russian leg sweep on her. She goes to make a cover, but before she can even consider it finds herself on the receiving end of a spear from Lana Holmes.::]

Don West: Spear! Vicious spear from the Heretic!

[::Lana makes a quick cover on Catalina, as the referee again drops to the mat.::]

ONE!

TWO!

No! Catalina kicks out!

Don West: I’m surprised she was able to kick out! Catalina is pretty tough.

Joey Styles: True, but she’s probably wondering what she got herself into in this match. These girls play rough!

[::Lana pulls Catalina up, then hits a standing Enzuiguri on her. She grabs one of Catalina’s legs, then tries to go for a single leg Boston crab, but Catalina rolls her hips and flips Lana onto the mat. Both Kandi and Carla go on the attack, stomping away on the head and neck of both Lana and Catalina as a quick alliance is formed.::]

Joey Styles: It looks like Carla and Kandi have decided to team up. I’m thinking that’s a wise strategy—cut down the field a bit.

Don West: Well, you’re really not eliminating anyone, so I’m not sure how smart it is. If it were an elimination match it would be a great idea, but in a fatal fourway I’m not so sure.

[::Kandi and Carla grab Lana and irish whip her to the ropes. They do a double drop kick on Holmes, knocking her over the top rope and onto the arena floor. With Lana momentarily disposed of they turn their attention to Catalina, jerking her upright, then planting her on the mat with a double suplex.::]

Don West: Hellacious suplex! Catalina will be feeling that next week!

Joey Styles: Welcome to the Ring of Beauty!

[::Kandi pulls Catalina up, then whips her to the ropes, where Carla Cool catches her on the rebound, hitting a spine buster on the young star. She points to the top turn buckle, gesturing for Kandi to go up, then pulls up Catalina and hits another Russian leg sweep. As Kandi climbs to the top rope Carla darts across the ring and pushes her onto the arena floor. She runs back, making a quick cover on Catalina as the referee again drops to make the pinfall count.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THR---No! Lana Holmes pulls Carla off.

Joey Styles: So much for an alliance. Carla just send Kandi to the arena floor!

Don West: Lana breaking up the pin!

[::Lana hits a few elbows on Catalina, then sends her sailing to the corner turnbuckle. She hits a stinger splash, but as she turns to head towards Catalina she finds herself on the receiving end of a big boot to the face from Stripperella. Kandi turns to head towards Catalina, but to her surprise is met with a hellacious spear from Lana  Homes. The Heretic makes a quick cover, hooking the leg as the ref drops to count the pin.::]

Don West: Another huge spear! This might be it!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Joey Styles: Wow! Lana Holmes with a monstrous spear!

Don West: She knocked Kandi right out of her socks!

 [::The referee raises Lana’s hand, the dark haired beauty pumping her fist in the air as the crowd gives the debuting star a huge ovation.::]

Brad Kane: The time of the match 10 minutes and 18 seconds…the winner…The Heretic Lana HOLMES!!!

[::Lana continues to celebrate in the ring, as the other contestants make a hasty return to the locker room. PRIMETIME goes to commercial break.::]

[::Primetime comes back from commercial as the scene shifts backstage where, standing in front of the Ring of Beauty Logo, clad in a pink camouflage shirt, her black braids flanking a tiny frame, and eyeing the world through piercing green eyes, Rena Raz begins to speak.::]

Rena: What's up Ring of Beauty? You know, I figured on my first night of debuting here, I'd find some interviewer or something, someone to ask me a few tough questions about what I want to do in the Ring of Beauty or... maybe about some of my goals and aspirations... and you know what? I actually couldn't find one to drag in front of the camera, so... I'm going to wing it.

[::Rena shifts position a bit, and begins again.::]

Rena: You see, I signed up to the Ring of Beauty a month ago, and well, tonight is my first true appearance here, and backstage I was sitting back in my locker room trying to decide... how to portray myself. Do I come out here all cocky and arrogant like some of the girls? Do I come out as this babbling psychopath? Or better yet, do I come out here as some demure sexpot...

The more and more I thought about it, the more I got sickened by it. I mean, do I really have to mold myself into some cookie cutter template of a 'wrestling star'? I mean, if anything, my background is a hodge podge of everything. I'm a first generation Romanian-American, indy star, indy musician, avid wrestling fan, who resides in the city of dreams ad fantasies, Las Vegas, Nevada... I'd like to think that makes me unique...

[::Rena grins from ear to ear...::]

Rena: And since I am unique, none of you can say you've heard what I'm about to say before... I've sat here and watched you silicone breasted bimbos talk about how hot you are this, and how much the other girl is a skank, and primped yourself, like... painted whores... It's about time you started getting out there and showing that first and foremost, beyond the sexuality, beyond the sensuality, you're professional wrestlers, purveyors of a great talent and gift, to entertain these thousands of fans week in, and week out.

I remember sitting back at home, watching the R.O.B. and dreaming of finally being here... and now that I'm here, a Sherman Tank couldn't drag me away from this... This is my dream, my desire... and I WILL make sure that everyone knows that we're not divas, we're not bimbos, we're not knockouts, we're professional wrestlers... one... win... at... a time.

[::Rena then lowers her head a bit, and then looks back into the camera.::]

Rena: Tonight, Ashley Riot will be facing not only Rishanna but Chrysta too, and I got this to say to those two... and let's just say, I'll be watching THAT match with a lot of interest. But, until that main event match. This is your little 'Slice of Life', The Razor, Rena Raz signing off...

[::At this, Rena walks out of view of the camera, and the scene fades back out to ringside for the next match...::]

Match #2

[::Primetime returns from commercial break as the opening chords of Anarchy in the U.S.A plays over sound system, as strobe lighting flickers around the entrance, as Roxxxie appears at entrance as put her hands on her hips and poses for a brief second...::]

I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
I wanna destroy, passer-by

Cause I wanna be anarchy

[::She then heads down the ramp giving people dirty looks and flipping them the bird. She then runs and jumps onto the apron where she gets to her feet and stares at the fans in disgust.::]

Anarchy for the USA
Its coming sometime, maybe
I give a wrong time
Stop a traffic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme

Cause I, I wanna be anarchy
In the city

[::Roxxxie then climbs the turnbuckle where she runs a finger down her body where she tugs on her skirt giving a playful smile before jumping off and waits for her opponent.::]

Brad Kane: The following contest is for the Ring of Beauty Television Championship. Introducing the challenger from Juneau, Alaska. She is Roxxxie!!!!

[::"Won't Back Down" by Fuel blasts over the PA speakers as Jessica Jackson struts her way out onto the entrance stage with the TV title around her waist as she strikes a cocky seductive pose as the crowd greets her with a mixed reaction.::]

 [::She laughs paying them no mind as she walks to the ring with a smirk on her face and seemingly not a care in the world as she takes the TV title off and holds it up high to a chorus of boos.::]

Brad Kane: And introducing her opponent...From Jacksonville, Florida she is the Ring of Beauty Television Champion...Jessica Jackson!!!

Joey Styles: And its tradition time, the Television Title match!

Don West: Both wrestlers in the ring, lets go!

DING! DING! DING!

[::The two waste little time in getting this started by exchanging right hands in the middle of the ring, both of them trying to get the best of the other. Roxxxie eventually does and attempts to whip Jessica into the ropes. That gets reversed with Roxxxie going into the ropes herself now. She comes back and ducks an elbow before bouncing back off and knocking down Jessica with a hard clothesline. Jessica rolls around on the mat, Roxxxie taking a moment to soak it all in. The crowd boos naturally, Roxxxie paying no attention to them.::]

Don West: What a clothesline. Challenger seems to be in firm control if she stops posturing.

Joey Styles: Agreed partner.

[::Roxxxie turns around into a hard elbow to her stomach from Jessica Jackson. Roxxxie takes a few steps back and gets knocked down to the mat with a dropkick. Jessica gets a fair amount of jeers herself. She shrugs them off, going right to work on Roxxxie. She stomps away with reckless abandon, trying to inflict as much damage as she possibly can. Roxxxie grabs the bottom rope which forces Jessica to stop the assault for a moment or two. Roxxxie stays there, watching the ref force Jessica back.::]

Joey Styles: I think Jessica Jackson is hell bent on defending that title tonight.

Don West: It's a fantastic springboard to bigger and better things.

[::Jessica stands in the corner, waiting for Roxxxie to finally be a woman and get out from the ropes. Roxxxie does get up but keeps a hold of the ropes. Jessica gets fed up with waiting and attacks Roxxxie but gets a boot to the chest for her efforts. That gets flowed into a side russian leg sweep, Roxxxie covering right away.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Jessica gets a shoulder off of the canvas before the three count. Roxxxie shrugs her shoulders before pulling her opponent up. A slap to the face followed by a spinning slap to the face. Jessica is in a daze, Roxxxie hitting a standing enziguri to the champion. The crowd jeers, not really wanting either to them to do anything.::]

Don West: Jessica is getting dominated now.

Joey Styles: Roxxxie probably knows a thing or two about getting dominated.

Don West: Errr what?

[::Roxxxie slows things down with a chinlock much to the chagrin of the crowd. No one likes this, still booing away. Jessica seems to be fading a bit but comes back to life all of a sudden. She powers out of the chinlock with elbows before taking Roxxxie's head off with a bicycle kick! Holy crap she flipped inside out!::]

Joey Styles: HOLY MOSES, OH MY GOD!

Don West: That was straight out of Street Fighter.

[::Roxxxie holds her jaw in pain after that vicious kick from the champion. Jessica takes a moment to shake her head loose, going back on the assault. She pulls Roxxxie up, pushing her into the corner. Jessica sprints in with a lariat, hitting it. She gets a little overzealous though with a second. That gets reversed into a neckbreaker, Roxxxie slowly getting back up. She climbs to the top rope and begins to wait for Jessica to get back up.::]

Don West: High risk area.

Joey Styles: Indeed.

[::Once Jessica is up on her feet, Roxxxie leaps off but she gets caught with a spear from Jessica! The champion wastes little time in pulling the challenger into the middle of the ring and locking in her favored submission hold, the Luscious Lock! Roxxxie is getting bent in half right here! She's screaming in pain and gives it up! She taps! She taps!::]

DING! DING! DING!

Brad Kane: Here is your winner and STILL Ring of Beauty Television Champion... Jessica Jackson!

[::Jessica releases the hold and raises her arms into the air in victory.::]

Joey Styles: Jessica pulls it out in the end. Good match here though Don.

Don West: I agree Joey. Could've gone either way.

[::The referee hands Jessica her championship as she climbs the turnbuckles and holds the title up with one hand nodding with a cocky grin on her face as the referee checks on Roxxxie as Primetime takes a quick commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break backstage, we see one of Ring of Beauty's loveliest superstars, Gabrielle Crimson, holding a microphone in hands, as she apparently waits for someone. But instead of a wrestler, she gets the visit of a fellow reporter.::]

Dominique: Hmm, hey, little girl.

[::Dominique examines Gabrielle up and down.::]

Dominique: I heard you... You've been called to our backstage team, huh?

[::Gabrielle nods cheerfully.::]

Gabrielle: Yup, working alongside you and Katrina. Isn't it nice?

[::Dominique smirks at Gabrielle - as a matter of fact she's making a great effort not to laugh - and asks...::]

Dominique: How old are you, again?

Gabrielle: Umm, I'm... 19?

Dominique: As I expected. Here, here...

[::Dominique snatches the microphone from Gabby's hands and grins down at her.::]

Dominique: Go play with your Barbies and let the grown-up here do the job, ok? Shoo, shoo!

[::Dominique waves Gabrielle away of the scene and even pushes her away, before sighing.::]

Dominique: Newbies. Let's find someone IMPORTANT to get a few words from.

[::And then the blonde flees the scene, leaving the Kitten outraged behind her as Primetime heads to ringside for the next match.::]

Match #3

Joey Styles: The next match should be pretty exciting.

Don West: Most definitely. You have two very different styles of wrestlers in Kendra McCauley and Candace Okimura. Kendra more the technical, mat based, Candace a bit of a high flyer.

Joey Styles: That's putting it mildly, I think about 70 percent of her repertoire is all the top rope. Kendra is just a blue collar, pound you into the ground type of fighter. I've been looking forward to this one since I saw it listed a few weeks back.

Brad Kane: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...KENDRA McCAULEY!

[::“Kool Thing” by Sonic Youth, his the speakers, as Kendra McCauley prances onto the stage area. The second generation Prophet glances dismissively over the arena, appearing less than thrilled to be there at all.::]

Joey Styles: As usual, the fans really showing their love for Kendra McCauley.

Don West: Yeah, she has that attitude. Does not look thrilled to be here.

Joey Styles: Yeah, noticed that.

[::Kendra heads towards the ring, her head lowered and not bothering to acknowledge the fans jeering her as she passes. She goes to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, then heads straight to her corner as she glares menacingly at the stage area for the arrival of her opponent.::]

Brad Kane: ...and her opponent, from Okinawa Japan...Candace OK-IM-URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAA!!!

[::A series of sparklers fire on either side of the stage, as Candace steps out from behind the velvet curtain. The Asian beauty, wearing a white leotard with an ornate golden Dragon etched on the back, steps onto the entrance ramp, head down and a somber look on her face. She looks over the jam packed arena, then starts towards the ring.. The crowd goes into an ovation as the first notes of “China Girl” hits the speakers.::]

Don West: Haven't heard that for a while!

Joey Styles: Yeah. I missed her old music!

[::Many of the fans stretch out to high five the Japanese star, who accommodates them this time, spending more time that normal interacting with the fans as Kendra glares daggers at her from the ring. Candace finally pulls herself under the bottom rope, pumping a fist in the air as the crowd again cheers their approval.::]

Joey Styles: Candace actually acknowledging the fans this time out--which is always good to see. I think the fans have always liked her--just glad to see her returning that.

Don West: I'm just glad that the old guy and the fat guy arn't with her anymore. Any Candace entrance without Reiko is a good thing.

Joey Styles: True that! He's not here and he's not missed!

[::The Joshi Dragon goes to the referee to be inspected for foreign objects, then heads to her corner, taking out a small pouch of Japanese ceremonial salt and throwing it into the air.::]

DING! DING! DING!

[::Kendra and Candace meet in the center of the ring, Candace watching Kendra’s every move, and Kendra acting as if the Asian beauty isn’t even there. As the referee goes to check Kendra for a foreign object, McCauley sends a spinning forearm hard to Candace’s face, knocking the Japanese star to the canvas. She follows up with a series of kicks to Candace’s head and ribs, then grabs her ponytail and jerks her upright. Kendra whips Candace into the corner ring post, then follows up with a stinger splash.::]

Don West: Kendra wasting no time in cheap shoting Candace. You kind of had to expect that much. She wasn't going to give her much of a shot at getting started.

Joey Styles: This is a huge match for Kendra. You talk about opportunities? Candace is the number one contender for the Worlds championship. If Kendra beats her she will really get her name on the map.

Don West: Yeah, it would be an upset--but stranger things have happened.

[::Candace grimaces in pain as she staggers out of the corner. The Rich brat follows up with a short armed clothesline that again bounces Candace’s head off the post, then scoops her smaller opponent up and slams her hard to the canvas. A look of disgust washes over Kendra’s face, as she drops on Candace, resting her knee on the Japanese stars chest as she assumes a mocking pose for the pinfall count.::]

ONE!

TWO!

No! Candace kicks out!

Don West: You’re not going to get a pin that easily.

Joey Styles: Yeah. I mean it’s wrestling 101 that you hook your opponents leg if you're going for a pin—and you certainly can’t be that casual with a top star like Candace.

[::Kendra gets to her feet, again going for Candace’s ponytail to pull her to a vertical base. Okimura sends a series of karate punches to McCauley’s gut, which quickly wipes the smirk of her opponents face. She follows up with two European uppercuts, then a standing Enzuiguri that drops Kendra to the mat.::]

Joey Styles: Candace showing signs of life there. She's at least slowed Kendra down a little.

Don West: Yeah, but she needs to get on track here. She took quite a beating at the start of this match. So far its been all Kendra McCauley.

[::Kendra tries to get to her feet, but Candace sends her back to the mat with a basement drop kick. She grabs the second generation prophets leg and twists it into a single leg Boston crab, but Kendra is close to the ropes and grabs hold to break the hold. Candace quickly releases the hold, and Kendra shows her gratitude by driving her foot into Okimura’s midsection as she is stepping back.::]

Don West: Kendra on the receiving end of the attack now, just shoving Candace away from her with that boot.

Joey Styles: You don't want to find you leg twisted like a pretzel. Right about now Kendra must be thinking up a new gameplan.

[::Kendra springs to her feet, then sends a big boot to Candaces’s face, knocking the Japanese star to the canvas. She grabs Okimura by the scruff of the neck and the seat of her leotard and sends her sailing over the top rope, landing hard on the arena floor.::]

Joey Styles: I spoke too soon!

Don West: Kendra McCauley just kicking Candace's head off! That will definitely slow her down.

[::Kendra goes to the top turnbuckle, measuring Candace, then diving off and dropping a knee in the small of the Dragons back. Candace again drops face first on the padded floor, grabbing at her back as Kendra holds her knee in pain. Inside the ring the referee begins to count out both participants.::]

Joey Styles: Holy Cow! Kendra went air born on that last move! That had to be like a ten foot drop!

Don West: Right onto Candace's back--she'll be feeling that for a week!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Don West: I think Kendra will be feeling it as well. She's holding that knee!

Joey Styles: The ref counting both women out. They have until a count of nine to get back into the ring--which i'm not sure they will be able to do.

Don West: After an impact like that it might be a challenge.

[::Kendra is the first up, limping noticeable as Candace stuggles to get vertical. Kendra grabs Candace by an arm, lifting the limb, then sending a hard kick to Okimura’s exposed ribs.::]

FIVE!

SIX!

Don West: Kendra taking it to Candace...working the ribs.

Joey Styles: No doubt Kendra doesn't care how she wins this match. She will be more than happy with a count out victory here.

[::Kendra again takes hold of Candace’s ponytail, then Irish whips her to the steel ring steps. The Asian beauty bounces off with a loud thud, separating the top and bottom portions of the stairs as she again lands on the arena floor.::]

Don West: Oh! What an impact!

Joey Styles: Skull and steel do not mix! Candace is getting hammered about now.

Don West: Kendra being very physical. She's giving Candace a heck of a beating tonight.

SEVEN!

[::Kendra hobbles to the ring, watching Candace pull herself off the mat from across the ring.::]

EIGHT!

[::Kendra grabs the bottom rope, then pulls herself into the ring. Candace grabs onto the ring apron, pulling herself to her feet as the crowd screams encouragement.::]

Don West: Kendra makes it in, Candace is certainly trying to beat the count!

NINE!

[::Kendra goes after Candace, but not before the Japanese star pulls herself under the bottom rope to break the count. McCauley fires another series of kicks to Candaces’ head, then pulls her up and wraps her in a bear hug. She continues with move into a belly to back suplex, then rolls onto Candace, holding her hands to the mat as she presses the Japanese star for the pin.::]

Don West: This could be it!

ONE!

TWO!

TWO and a half!

No! Candace bridges out!

Joey Styles: No! Candace gets her shoulders off the mat!

Don West: Didn't look like she had the reserve to actually kick out, bridging out of the pinfall attempt.

Joey Styles: As long as she gets out its all good!

[::Kendra slams her hand on the mat in annoyance, then again jerks Candace upright. She kicks the Asian star in the gut, then doubles her over, tossing one arm around her head, then pumping her fist in the air.::]

Don West: Head bang! If Kendra connects on this this one is over!

Joey Styles: This is going to be a huge upset!

[::As Kendra is pumping up the fans for her upcoming finisher, Candace fires a karate punch to the second Generation prophets midsection, which stuns her enough for Candace to grab her head and send her face first to the mat with a mic check.::]

Don West: Mic check counter! Kendra never saw it coming!

[::Candace rolls onto Kendra, hooking her leg as the ref drops to make the count.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Don West: Candace is so quick! You can't lower your guard for a second!

Joey Styles: I think Kendra felt she had that in the bag. She was celebrating the win before she got it--and Candace made her pay!

Don West: Surprisingly close match, but Candace gets the victory!

[::The referee raises Candace's hand in the air, as the Asian beauty smiles at the fans, breathing heavy from the hard fought contest. She stops to check on Kendra for a moment, then makes a hasty exit from the ring once she is sure McCauley is ok. She heads directly to the back at PRIMETIME goes to commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break as..."We Will Rock You" hits the PA system for a houseful of cheers and calls as Alysson Gardner shows up at the top of the entrance ramp. She smiles and wipes a tear as the music sings. Then, she does the "Rock On" salute as pyros fire away behind her back.::]

Brad Kane: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome... Your NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION... ALYSSON! GARDNER!!!

Don West: Welcome back to Primetime, we're live from Madison Square Garden, New York City... This individual's yard!

Joey Styles: It's the lovely Alysson Gardner! Making her first presentation as the new Hardcore Champion... And at her own hometown!

[::She takes her time greeting her fans highfiving each one's hands and even posing for some few photos, before hitting the ring and climbing each and every turnbuckle, waving for her crowd. Once she jumps down from the last one, she's given the mic by Kane.::]

Alysson: WHAT'S UP, NEW YORK!!!

[::Insert absurdly loud cheap pop here.::]

Alysson: You guys might already guess why I'm out here tonight, talking to you all... But in case you haven't realized... THERE'S A NEW CHAMP IN THE HOUSE, BABY!!!

[::Another pop, as Alysson holds the Hardcore Championship overhead, proudly.::]

Alysson: You see, guys, it's... It's always been a dream for me to once step inside this ring, feeling your love, holding THIS title, the hardcore championship... I-I mean, I've trained my whole life to be an icon, show that women CAN walk the extra mile, be hardcore! I AM the Hardcore Champion! AND I OWE IT ALL TO YOU GUYS!!! THANK YOU A BIG LOT!!!

[::The crowd cheers loudly and chants their wrestler's name out loud to express their love.::]

ALY-G! ALY-G! ALY-G! ALY-G! ALY-G!

Joey Styles: THIS is the dream of every wrestler: be loved by their crowd.

Don West: No wonder Aly's so emotional tonight!

[::Alysson wipes some more tears away as she keeps speaking.::]

Alysson: It's because of you guys that I am who I am today! I do this for YOU all! And I promise that, as long as I can, I'll be putting up the BEST of me every single night inside this ring, because YOU deserve nothing but the BEST of me! And I won`t rest until--

[::Before she can complete her thoughts, the PA system is invaded by Misteeq's "Scandalous". The cheers turn to boos as Stephanie Sullivan breaks into Alysson's emotional moment and ruins everything, dancing for the irritated crowd and provoking the Champion. As she walks down the entrance ramp, we cut to another commercial. This is going to be some long presentation.::]

Match #4

[::As Primetime comes back from its commercial break, we see Stephanie Sullivan on top of a turnbuckle showing off for the violently booing New York audience, as the hometown hero in the RoB Hardcore Champion Aly Gardner shakes her head in disgust.::]

Don West: Welcome back to Primetime everybody, we’re live from Madison Square Garden, New York City, as Stephanie Sullivan just broke into Alysson Gardner’s emotional speech.

Joey Styles: Not the best of ideas, really, because... NY is Gardner’s yard! Kind of obvious that people wouldn’t appreciate such the interruption.

[::Stephanie jumps down to the mat as Alysson lifts the microphone again, prompting her music to die down.::]

Alysson: Quite the daredevil, aren’t you? Ok, Stephanie, I was just about to tell my peeps here how I’m so happy for being the Hardcore Champion and how I’m gonna be able to kick people’s ass the way I do best, and I would prove it by kicking yours around good ole Garden...

[::The crowd cheers on Aly as Stephanie growls.::]

Alysson: But... Then again, it’s a good thing that you’re an idiot and showed up here earlier than expected, so I can reassure our little deal.

Joey Styles: “Little deal”? Alysson dealing with Stephanie?!

Don West: Shhhh! Let’s hear!

Alysson: When you walked into my brother’s academy, saw me training there and wanted to be the smartass, did you ever pay attention to what I told you? Well, in case you didn’t, I’ll make it clear, and in front of everybody. If you are to beat me... And that is a GIANT “if”... You get your shot. See? Embarrass me in front of my crowd and, as long as I’m the Hardcore Champion, I’ll give you a Hardcore Title shot anytime, anywhere.

[::The crowd boos on Alysson’s decision, as Stephanie smirks.::]

Alysson: But, you see, there’s a catch.

Don West: A catch?

Alysson: Having some goons of yours to come out and beat me up cowardly is just too easy. You have to truly EMBARRASS me. You’re so proud that you once made me tap... Then go ahead and make me tap again. But you gotta make me tap in the most humiliating way possible. You gotta make me want to lock myself inside my locker room. And, see...

[::Alysson shows Stephanie the Garden arena.::]

Alysson: It’s a Hardcore Rules match and all, I brought my title and my guitar, there are chairs, tables, canes scattered all around... But I must keep you warned that I have two concealed weapons hidden under my clothes, I won’t tell you what are they, and just be aware that they’re around here... That’s gonna be pretty hard. Think you can do it?

[::Aly smirks as a confused Stephanie nods nervously.::]

Joey Styles: Isn’t Aly Gardner an edgy competitor! Playing dirty with a clean attitude! As absurd as it may sound!

Don West: That’s going to be interesting!

Alysson: So keep one thing in mind, Stephanie, once this bell rings, you’re in MY yard. And you’re gonna regret you stepped in like this, ‘cause once you’re in, there’s no way out, I’m gonna ROCK... YOUR... WORLD!!!

[::As the crowd cheers on loudly, Alysson gives the microphone to Brad Kane so the ring announcer can call the match.::]

Brad Kane: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Hardcore Rules match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California... STEPHANIE SULLIVAN!

[::The crowd boos heavily as she shows off.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent... At her HOME... TOWN... OF NEW... YORK... CITY...

[::The audience is already on their feet cheering!::]

Brad Kane: RING OF BEAUTY’S HARDCORE CHAMPION... ALYSSONNNNNNN GARDNERRRRRR!!!

Joey Styles: It’s definitely so easy to love Aly G... Especially when in New York!

Don West: Damn, Kane can sure call some cheap pops.

Joey Styles: Even YOU could call a pop like this when introducing the homie.

DING! DING! DING!

[::The match finally starts and the two girls lock up instantly. Alysson tries to revert it into a head lock, but Stephanie swiftly pushes her away, and the two girls are separated again. But just when they’re about to wrestle again, “Senzafine” hits the P.A.!::]

Don West: What now?! Chrysta?!?

Joey Styles: Looks like the former Hardcore Champion wants to watch the current champion getting embarrassed!

[::Alysson is obviously distracted as Chrysta brings in a steel chair and opens it, sitting atop the entrance ramp to watch the match from a safe distance. As the Punk Princess is distracted, Stephanie capitalizes by quickly rolling out of the ring, grabbing Alysson’s title belt, rolling back in and SMASHING it against the redhead’s skull, sending her flying over the top rope and into the ground!::]

Joey Styles: OUCH! That was a hard shot!

Don West: Hard and cheap! Stephanie got Aly blindsided with her own belt!

[::Stephanie then jumps out of the ring, lifts Alysson and dumps her inside the ring again, going for a pin attempt.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Alysson shoots a shoulder up as she frustrates Stephanie's plan of surprising the current champion.::]

Don West: It would definitely be a shame for Alysson to lose the match 15 seconds after it started.

Joey Styles: Luck works most often with competence.

[::Steph then gets up and, noticing that Alysson is still recovering from her blow, rolls out of the ring and exits the main arena, obviously putting everybody into confusion. As if it wasn't enough, Chrysta gets up from her spot and walks up to the ring, watching Alysson slowly try and get up. She then goes under the apron and gets a trash can lid from under the square, aiming to hit Alysson when she gets up. The Punk Princess, though, is faster as she notices Chrysta attacking her and rolls out of the ring, with her hands on her head still from the first blow, trying to talk the Devil out of the arena. But what happens next is the Cold Devil slamming the lid on Alysson's head, making the redhead kneel.::]

Joey Styles: What's this all about now, a beat-up relay?!

Don West: Chrysta obviously wants to take her frustrations out on Alysson after not only she lost the Hardcore Championship to the Gravity Bender herself, but later tonight, she has to face the World Champion Ashley Riot in some wicked Extreme Consequences Match!

[::As Alysson tries to get up again, Chrysta grabs Alysson by the head and shoves her into the steel steps for a loud thud and an even louder houseful of boos.::]

Joey Styles: Not only she wants to take frustrations out but she wants to take Alysson out of commission as well! This is gross!

Don West: But this is Stephanie's match! Where in the blue hell did she flee to?!

[::Chrysta then throws Alysson back into the ring, putting the redhead in the very same position in the ring she was before. She tracks back to her original place and sits down again... Just as Stephanie comes back to the arena, with a supermarket cart full of weapons, such as pots, pans, a kendo stick, a trash can, a chair and even a baseball bat. The Scandalous One dumps the cart's content into the ring and basically flips the booing crowd off as she prepares for the carnage. Once she's done, she grabs the trash can and waits for Alysson to get up... Only to smash it on the redhead's skull again, bringing her down.::]

Joey Styles: This is getting ridiculous...

Don West: Even Alysson, being the resilient wrestler she is, can't take this much cowardity.

[::Stephanie then starts tattling Alysson's body, as if she searched for something... Until she slides her hand under the rockstar clothes!::]

Joey Styles: Stephanie's feeling Alysson's ASS??!

Don West: No, stupid... look!

[::And from under Alysson's clothes Stephanie discovers a set of guitar strings! One of the concealed stuff the rocker told Stephanie so!::]

Joey Styles: Aahh! I get it now! Stephanie is searching for Alysson's hidden weapons! But... Why would Aly G use these guitar strings for?

Don West: I have my ideas...

[::After that, Stephanie smirks and brings Alysson to the center of the ring, pinning her. If she didn't win the match, she would at least have seen through Alysson's plans.::]

ONE!

[::But this time Alysson gives Stephanie no chance as she kicks off as fast as possible. Sullivan then gets up and looks down at her wasted opponent, and this time, she wasted no effort as she shoves one hand under Alysson’s bra, once again for an excited and outraged expression from the crowd. And this time, she pulls brass knuckles!::]

Don West: Knucks!!! Alysson really did come heavily loaded tonight!

Joey Styles: I just wonder when was Aly planning on using these tonight! Playing clean with Steph is proving to be a big trap!

[::Stephanie smirks and stores the brass knuckles in her own bra, as she proceeds to kick Alysson’s body, making the battered Hardcore Champion squirm and squeal in pain. After that, she goes for the dumped material at one corner of the ring and sets that trash can she used earlier in the match and then preys Alysson again. She lifts the Punk Princess to her feet and tries to whip her into the trash can... Alysson reverts the whip and Stephanie’s face meets the metal instead!

As the crowd pops hard for Alysson, the Princess falls to the mat again, holding her head, that, at this point, was hurting like no other part of her body, but she tries to recompose herself as she gets up with some trouble, and yanks the guitar strings that Stephanie had uncovered earlier then. She opens the plastic case and withdraws the strings, then walking up to Stephanie and shoving her against the turnbuckles. Alysson then holds the strings with her teeth, grabbing the first thing she sees nearby – a good old steel chair, and places it in front of Stephanie. Afterwards, she walks to the opposite side of the ring... Takes impulse and CRASHES into the chair and hits Stephanie with an extreme combo of a dropkick and a steel chair to the face.

After this nasty impact, Alysson rolls out of the ring and catches some breath, before going behind Stephanie and tying her hands behind her back and at the turnbuckle, effectively immobilizing her. After that she asks Brad for the microphone.::]

Alysson: Electric guitar strings tend to be between nine and fifteen millimeters wide... As most experienced guitarists like to use high calibers I use the 10 millimeter rank... They’re good for a nice noise... Now... When rubbed against one’s skin, it may cause laceration and some big ass headache... So you’d better not move too much if you don’t wanna fuck your wrists up...

[::The crowd cheers as Alysson dismisses the microphone and goes for the kendo stick.::]

Don West: Torturing with guitar strings 101 class with Aly G.

Joey Styles: I think I’m starting to get afraid of sweet little Aly Gardner.

[::Alysson grabs the kendo stick and backtracks to the original place, behind Stephanie. She then runs the stick in front of Stephanie and the broken chair in front of her, and PULLS the stick as hard as she can, forcing the chair against Stephanie’s chest and face. And for even greater leverage, Alysson climbs the steel steps and forces herself backwards, making it even harder for Stephanie to breathe. Also, it doesn’t take much effort to hear the Punk Princess yelling...::]

Alysson: GIVE UP!!! GIVE UP ALREADY!!!

Joey Styles: Some painful torture Alysson is putting Stephanie through tonight.

Don West: I had no idea Alysson could be so cunning... And that Stephanie could be so resistant!

[::But much for Alysson’s luck, Stephanie’s hands are small and already sweaty enough that they slowly slip out of the tie she made with the guitar strings. As Stephanie realizes her hands are free, she forces herself forward, breaking the kendo stick in half, and making Alysson lose balance and fly into the crowd barrier behind her absurdly awkwardly. As Stephanie sprints forward and gasps for air, Alysson seems to be completely knocked off.

Stephanie then rolls out of the ring and searches under the ring apron for another kendo stick. This time, she gets it and swings it against Alysson, hitting her to see if she is awake. A blackened out enemy would be too easy to beat... but she’s still on air, as she squirms and moans in pain. That being said, Steph grabs Alysson and throws her into the ring, rolling in afterwards. Stephanie then grabs Alysson’s legs and used the kendo stick for a painful Muta lock combination!::]

Joey Styles: Look at this leglock! Looks absurdly excruciating!

Don West: Cruelty is a game made for two!

[::Alysson yells and struggles, as Stephanie only tightens and presses more and more. Alysson then reaches into her bra and pulls... Another brass knuckles! She quickly wears it and PUNCHES Stephanie’s ribs with it, making the hold INSTANTLY fade away, as the Scandalous one screams in pain with the dirty punch. Alysson slaps her legs just so she can get the blood running again, before dismissing the knuckles.::]

Joey Styles: There was a second set of knuckles?!

Don West: No, Joey! It was a single set, one brass for each hand!

Joey Styles: Pretty clever!

[::Stephanie gets up enraged as adrenaline runs through her, making her forget the pain. She then lunges into Alysson looking for a surprise attack... But Alysson surprises her instead by sprinting forward and countering her splash with a spear out of the blue! As Stephanie is downed again, Alysson gets up, pounds the ground with her feet to regain strength on her legs, and goes for the turnbuckle!::]

Don West: We all know what comes next, everybody!

[::Alysson does the “Rock On!” salute, but... decides to jump down, and out of the ring. She goes outside and under the ring apron, bringing a ladder to the game. The crowd roars almost deafeningly as she slides the chair into the ring, goes for the material guardians, recovers her guitar, rolls back into the ring, and opens the ladder, climbing it happily, and them saluting the crowd from atop the structure again!::]

Joey Styles: Aly Gardner is atop the ladder and it’s gonna get HARDCORE!!!

[::Alysson crouches and prepares for impact... But once again Chrysta gets up from her place and dives into the ring, pushing the ladder, making Alysson fall at the other side of the ring from a 5-feet height!::]

Don West: AH HOLY CRAP!!!

[::After interfering against the champion again, Chrysta leaves the ring and keeps watching. Stephanie wastes no time in trying to capitalize, by getting up after breathing for a second wind, before lifting Alysson to her feet, and then over head, so to cash her finishing move.::]

Joey Styles: SULLY VIN!!!

Don West: CHRYSTA INTERFERED AND HANDED ALYSSON GARDNER AN UPSET AT HER HOMETOWN!!!

[::Steph smirks and covers Alysson after that. There was nothing else the Punk Princess could do.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

[::“Scandalous” hits the PA system as the crowd boos so loudly it’s almost disturbing.::]

Brad Kane: Here’s your winner... STEPHANIE! SULLIVAN!!!

Don West: I’m mesmerized. To say the least.

Joey Styles: And what's worse - Stephanie DID manage to embarrass Alysson at her hometown.

[::Stephanie raises her hands in victory and she quickly calls for a microphone. She raises it up to her lips and cracks a grin as she begins to speak.::]

Stephanie: Well... I did it! I beat Alysson in front of her home town friends... Just like I said I would!... Alysson, I hope you are ready... Because I now have a guaranteed title shot... And I plan on getting it when I see fit!

[::Stephanie drops the microphone and dances around the ring motioning to her waist that she plans on becoming the Hardcore champion. Chrysta then walks inside the ring again, staring at Stephanie as she dances until the brunette finally bumps into her. Chrysta points her finger out of the ring, motioning for Stephanie to leave. Stephanie eyes open wide up and she doesn't listen as she just remains there standing staring into the eyes of Chrysta. Meanwhile, Alysson sneaks her way up to the microphone and grabs it.::]

Alysson: Nope, Steph... Y'ain't earning no shot.

[::Chrysta smirks, then picks Alysson up to her feet...then hoists her up in the air for all to see before dropping her to her shoulders and hitting the Avalanche! Chrysta takes the mic next, and leans into the now down Alysson.::]

Chrysta: Congratulations, Ms. Gardner....now I'd like my crown back.

[::As Alysson squirms on the mat after taking the two rivals' finishers, she tries building strenght to get back up, even with her back as wasted as it could be. Stephanie snatches the microphone away from Chrysta, and sort of pushes her to the corner.::]

Stephanie: You are going to have to wait. Because I beat Alysson! Which clearly gives ME the right to a title shot! You need to step off and get in line!

Chrysta: And yet, who was the former Hardcore champion? Who here has actually won championships in Ring of Beauty? And who has actually been Hardcore champion two weeks longer than you? Weake up to reality, Ms. Sullivan.

[::Chrysta walks out of the ring, heading up the ramp. At this point, Alysson has asked for another microphone for Brad Kane.::]

Alysson: None of you deserve no shots! Chrysta! Every of your title reigns were made of rule bendings and absurd decisions! NONE of them were earned shots!

[::Alysson then looks and points at Stephanie.::]

Alysson: And you... yu couldn't hold a title for more than three minutes... And you needed Chrysta's bloody help to beat me! You two are nothing but COWARDS!

[::She slowly gets up.::]

Alysson: You want a shot? Go earn it!!! You two are so awful I could beat BOTH of you without breakin' a sweat!

[::Chrysta glares at Alysson, then shrugs and heads to the back. Just as this happens, "The Show" by Girls Aloud hits the PA system.::]

Joey Styles: Oh God...

Don West: Whenever this song hits, we know it's trouble.

[::Elizabeth Glover walks into the arena smirking.::]

Lizzie: ... Both, Gardner? Really? I didn't think you were so courageous. Well, let me give you the good news, your wish is granted!

[::Alysson's eyes go wide open as she hears that. The audience boos so heavily, it's surreal.::]

Lizzie: Next Primetime, you'll face Chrysta AND Stephanie Sullivan in a Handicap Hardcore Match. If you lose... BOTH of them will be your opponents for the Hardcore Championship at the next pay-per-view!

[::The crowd boos and Aly growls as she's given the news, and Elizabeth and Chrysta walk away from the main stage as Primetime takes a commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break as Jasmine is seen walking down the hallway with her bag over her shoulder approaching towards the Devils Locker Room as Katrina walks up to her with microphone in hand as she starts questioning her...::]

Katrina: Jasmine, you and Victoria have a big match up tonight in the main event for a shot at the tag team titles...your thoughts?

[::Jasmine stops dead in her tracks and rolls her eyes and sighs as she replies simply.::]

Jasmine: My thoughts? Really Katrina? You want my thoughts?

[::Katrina hesitates before nodding as Jasmine blows some hair out of her face and answers.::]

Jasmine: My thoughts are this is an important match, and will be an important piece of momentum for us the Devils to get back into the title scene...starting with the tag team championships.  Now if you'll excuse me, I have a match to prepare for!

[::Jasmine gently brushes Katrina aside as she enters the Devils locker room as Primetime heads back to ringside for the next match.::]

Match #5

Brad Kane: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and will be contested for the Ring of Beauty Pure Championship!

[::As "Live and Learn" plays, Linda Ragnal walks out onto the stage, standing tall as she looks out at the cheering crowd, then raises a fist high. She walks down the ramp, high fiving fans on the way down, showing her appreciation for them. Once the music hits it’s chorus, Linda runs to the ring, and slides in. She stands to her feet, and climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle, giving the audience a two-finger blowkiss.::]

Brad Kane: Introducing the challenger, from Scranton, PA, currently residing in Pittsburgh, PA, she is the Ocean's Beauty...LINDA RAGNAL!

Joey Styles: The most decorated champion in Ring of Beauty is in the arena now! Two time World and Hardcore champion, a former Television Champion, previously held the Money in the Bank

Don West: Tonight, she may very well add another title to her collection, assuming she can beat the champion!

Brad Kane: And her opponent...

[::The stomping and clapping that opens "God's Gonna Cut You Down" begins as the crowd gets on their feet and the lights dim down.::]

"You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down"

[::The song suddenly fades off, leaving the crowd in disarray. However something new begins to kick up. Pyro begins to rain down from the top of the tron screen, "This Calling" by All That Remains beginning to blare now through the PA system. Freya Ragnal stepping out from the backstage. She looks out into the crowd, seeing all of the fans cheering for her. Freya nods her head in appreciation before the lights kick back on and the pyro stops.::]

Brad Kane: Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, my sister and the current Ring of Beauty Pure Champion...the Mistress of FUN...FREYA RAGNAL!

Joey Styles: The first two-time Pure Champion in RoB, tonight without her husband at her side.

Don West: From what I understand, Freya wants to go this alone. She's faced Linda before, under different circumstances, and this time she's looking to go this alone!

Joey Styles: A shame that Freya's brother is, in fact, at ringside as the announcer.

[::She begins her walk down to the ring. Freya slaps hands on her way down to the ring, getting words of encouragement from the thousands in attendance. Once at ringside, Freya walks around ringside, getting more high fives and words. After her trip is complete, she hops up onto the apron and heads into the ring. Freya goes to the nearest turnbuckle and goes to the top, throwing her arms out before hopping down. Freya backs into the corner, waiting for her match to begin.::]

Joey Styles: The last time Freya and Linda fought inside that ring, Freya was left a bloody mess before Linda had apologized for the hell she put her and Joe through. Obviously it's been well over a year, and things between the two have cooled down.

Don West: I think we've seen before that both girls are looking to put on a heckuva match tonight. There's little doubt any animosity will come from this tonight.

[::Linda and Freya enter the middle of the ring as the bell sounds, with Linda offering her arm to her sister-in-law. Freya shakes, the two of them sharing a smile...and then Linda raises her arm up to signal for a lock-up. Freya raises her arm up slowly, and the two lock in the middle of the ring. Freya slips behind Linda and locks her into a hammrerlock, then grabs the Beauty's other arm into another hammerlock. Freya then lifts Linda off her feet, quickly forcing her over her head and suplexing her over her head.::]

Joey Styles: Double hammerlock suplex!

[::Linda gets to her feet, grinning at Freya as they lock up again, Linda gets the jump on Freya this time by grabbing Freya's waist into a bearhug, then spinning around and hitting a Snapmare to Freya, keeping her in a headlock until Freya stands to her feet, elbowing Linda in the process until the Beauty lets go, the Mistress running to the ropes and hitting Linda with a jumping clothesline. Freya goes for a quick cover.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Linda kicks out. Freya whips Linda into the ropes, then ducks as Linda runs back towards her. Freya leaps up as Linda rolls under her, her legs bouncing off the ropes as she does a handstand just as Freya turns around, hitting her with a back elbow. Linda runs to the ropes again, leaping off and going for a Lionsault, but Freya rolls out of the way just as Linda lands to her feet. Linda runs towards Freya, who ducks under and hits an STH to her sister-in-law, locking in an STF. Linda squirms for the ropes, tugging her arm further and further until they reach, just barely getting them. The ref counts to two before Freya lets go.::]

Brad Kane: Linda Ragnal has used her first ropebreak. She has two remaining.

[::Freya's held back by the ref as Linda uses the ropes for leverage. Freya and Linda lock up once more, with Linda putting Freya into a hammerlock, spinning around into another hammerlock...Freya reverses into a hammerlock of her own, then grabs Linda's waist and hits a bridging German Suplex.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Linda kicks out.::]

Don West: It's been quite the close fight here tonight!

Joey Styles: But only one woman can be the Pure champion!

[::Freya picks Linda up to her feet, whipping Linda into the ropes. Freya doubles over ready for a back body drop, but Linda leaps over her and rolls Freya into a sunset flip bomb.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::They land close enough to the ropes for Freya to grab them, the ref noticing and telling Linda to let go.::]

Brad Kane: Freya Ragnal has used her first ropebreak. She has two remaining!

[::As Freya gets to her feet, Linda picks Freya up and hoists her onto her shoulders.::]

Don West: Looks like Linda wants to end this quickly!

Joey Styles: That Ragnalrok could very well end the match!

[::Freya slips off Linda's shoulders and spins Linda around, grabbing her head and hitting a snapmare driver to the Beauty!::]

Joey Styles: The Face Kill connects!

[::Freya goes for a quick cover!::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Linda kicks out. Freya picks Linda up and whips her into the corner hard enough that Linda rolls into the corner, sitting on the turnbuckles as her back rests on the others. Freya climbs onto the same turnbuckles, and leaps off, hitting the double foot stomp!::]

Joey Styles: Leap of Faith!

Don West: That might do it!

[::Linda, however, remains on the turnbuckles, and Freya decides to give it one more go. She climbs the turnbuckles once more, goes for the Leap of Faith...Linda rolls her upper body out of the way! Freya lands on her feet, and Linda rolls off the turnbuckle, hitting a supported dropkick to the Mistress of FUN! Linda then climbs the ropes, and goes to hit a moonsault...Freya rolls out of the way, and Linda attempts to land on her feet, but hobbles before falling on her knee!::]

Joey Styles: Linda misses! But...is she alright?

Don West: That landing didn't exactly look too soft on her, Joey...

[::As Linda slowly gets to her feet, Freya kicks her gut, then lifts her up, hitting a Tiger Flowsion!::]

Joey Styles: The Freya's Wings connects!

[::Freya covers.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Brad Kane: Here is your winner...and STILL Ring of Beauty Pure Champion...FREYA RAGNAL!

[::The referee hands Freya her belt as she lifts it up high as the crowd cheers. Linda, meanwhile, rolls onto the ring apron, grabbing at her knee. Freya herself rolls out of the ring, then notices Linda grabbing herself. Freya then wraps her arm around Linda, and helps her hobble to the back.::]

Joey Styles: Well, a helluva match, Don, but it looks like Linda took an unfortunate bump in there as well.

Don West: As good as it was that nothing resurfaced out of this fight, I'd have to say that's one for Maffew!

Joey Styles: ...who?

[::Joey says questioning Don's sanity as Primetime goes to a commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break as we're taken backstage where Dominique Frost runs her fingers through her long, golden hair, then, almost like she just realizes the camera's on, quickly brings her microphone up to her mouth as the camera zooms out to reveal that standing next to her is the Suplex Queen, Susan Rigger.::]

Dominique: Welcome back to Ring of Beauty Primetime. I'm here with Susan Rigger who tonight takes on Amber Burton, the current Miss Money In The Bank. Susan, earlier this week Amber issued a rather harsh statement about you. Do you have anything to say back to her?

[::Susan looks into the camera as she grabs the much taler woman's wrist to bring the mic closer to her lips.::]

Susan: Amber, you think you know what you're getting into the ring with, but believe me, after hearing what you have to say it is painfully obvious you haven't got the slightest clue. Talking about has-beens, your only stake to any sort of credibility in this company is being the first champion and the first Queen of the Ring.

Well let me tell you something, you stupid cow, the first is far from equaling the best. While you've been away wherever you have, I truly care not, this company has only been upping the odds, raising to ever greater levels of competition. You can't even properly pronounce "suplex" and you dare question my capabilities? You will soon find out just how lacking your abilities truly are, bitch.

[::With that Susan walks off and Dominique after a moment's silence hurries to wrap it up.::]

Dominique: I, uh, I suppose that's all. Back to ringside.::]

[::Dominique says with a shrug as Primetime goes back to ringside for the next match.::]

Match #6

Brad Kane: The following is a no-holds barred handicap match scheduled for one fall! And as an added bonus, should anyone in this match fail to participate, they will be FIRED!

[::As the epic beat of "The Shit is Bananas" by Enur plays over the PA system, A series of colored spotlights circle the arena before all converging to one spot in the entryway, where Ashley Riot is standing, facing away from the crowd. Sparks shower all around her as she stands there, looking slowly up into the sky. When she turns around, she scowls at the gathered crowd and walks towards the ring.::]

Brad Kane: Making her way to the ring, she is the current reigning Ring of Beauty World Champion...The Foundation, ASHLEY RIOT!

Joey Styles: Two weeks removed from Through Heaven and Hell, and already our new World champion is in for a helluva ride!

Don West: The question here though is just how Ashley and the Heartless Hobo are going to deal with one another, since a lot of our backstage segments have shown those two getting quite close.

Joey Styles: Believe it or not, I get the suspicion Chrysta might get that way, too...

[::As Ashley makes her way to the ring, she slowly sheds her excess clothing to reveal her skin tight wrestling outfit consisting of short black wrestling trunks and a extremely revealing silver and black tank top.  When she gets in, she stands right at the center of the ring, waiting. On the titan tron behind her, words flash across the screen quickly, then slow down so the people can read them better. Big, bolded, and true, the words stop so they are as clear as day.::]

"The Circle."

"Your defeat is unavoidable."

Brad Kane: Aaaand her opponents...

[::"Path of Decay" plays as Chrysta makes her slow walk out and down the ramp, while Rishanna Blood follows behind and looks out to the crowd while her hood is down, unsure how to feel. She takes a stop in the middle of the ramp, Chrysta looking back at her and glaring, which gets Rishanna's attention enough to make her continue her walk.::]

Brad Kane: They are Rishanna Blood...Chrysta...THE HEARTLESS!

Joey Styles: Clearly Rishanna has a lot of reserves about this match.

Don West: Either way, she's going to have to bite that bullet and fight Ashley. She DOES want to keep her job, after all.

[::The Heartless finally enter the ring, and Rishanna approaches Ashley, placing her hand on Ashley's cheek. Riot nods to her, and then Rishanna backs away...allowing Chrysta to hit her in the back with a steel chair!::]

DING! DING! DING!

Don West: And now it's on!

Joey Styles: On the other hand, Chrysta hasn't really been warming up to Ashley and Rishanna THAT much, so she may very well have been waiting for this opportunity to let out a good amount of stress on her part!

[::As Ashley falls to her knees from the chairshot, Rishanna watches as Chrysta picks Ashley up, forcing her head into the top turnbuckle repeatedly. Chrysta then whips Ashley Rishanna's way, and the hobo clasps her palm into Ashley's face.::]

Don West: She's going for it! She's gonna hit an STK!

[::Suddenly, Rishanna lets go of Ashley, backing away to both Chrysta's and Ashley's surprise.::]

Don West: She...didn't hit it?

Joey Styles: I'd say Rishanna's not comfy with this, Don, and I can't say I don't understand, but...even so, her career's on the line here!

Don West: Keep in mind, though, Ashley's gone through a LOT of injuries the last few weeks in RoB, mostly coming from Susan Rigger. I doubt she needs more attention to her hospital bills.

[::With Rishanna looking away, Ashley turns around and is hit with a Yakuza Kick by Chrysta, which knocks Ashley down to the mat. Chrysta goes to cover.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Ashley kicks out. As she gets to her feet, Rishanna comes out of the corner, charging at Ashley, and...stops. Ashley, out of surprise, nods understandingly, but then clotheslines Rishanna to the mat! Ashley covers!::]

ONE!

[::Rishanna kicks out.::]

Don West: See, even Ashley understands how much is on the line! She had to do SOMETHING.

Joey Styles: She just better hope Rishanna learns this before it's too late...

[::Rishanna stands up, surprised. She sighs, nodding, only to stand still. Ashley approaches Rishanna and grabs her arm, whipping her into the ropes. Ash Rishanna comes back, Ashley lifts her up into a back body drop and tries for a cover.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Another kickout from Rishanna. Chrysta comes from behind and axe-handle smashes Ashley from behind, then hits a Chick Kick to Ashley's head. Chrysta goes to cover.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Ashley kicks out. Chrysta picks Ashley up and whips her into a corner. Ashley lays there dazed while Rishanna checks up on her. Chrysta takes the chair and sets it up in between the turnbuckles, then grabs Ashley's arm, whipping her in that direction...only for Ashley to counter and whip Chrysta into it instead!::]

Joey Styles: And Ashley reverses the whip, sending Chrysta into the chair instead!

Don West: And Rishanna STILL hasn't done anything! It's almost as if she WANTS to get fired!

[::Chrysta falls to the mat, and Ashley takes advantage by running to the ropes, and hits Chrysta with her shoulder!::]

Joey Styles: Sliding D!

Don West: Here's where Ashley makes the cover!

[::Instead, Ashley grabs her shoulder in pain, prompting Rishanna to run over in concern.::]

Joey Styles: Wow...I think either Chrysta has a really hard skull to crack, or Ashley's in that much pain that even the slightest thing could hurt her.

Don West: A combination of both, I'd say, Joey.

[::Suddenly, on the jombotron, Liz Glover's image appears for the fans and wrestlers to see.::]

Liz Glover: Rishanna! During this fight, you've done nothing to actually make a move on your apparent 'girlfriend' there. As you know, the stipulation for this match is that if you refuse to participate, you're fired! Either make the move, or you're as canned as any of the one-week wonders you used to kick around!

[::Rishanna stares coldly at the screen as she curses her out from the ropes, then goes to turn around...and sees a table set up in the middle of the ring. Chrysta is up again, and she has Ashley hoisted over her shoulders, trying to fight her way out.::]

Joey Styles: Chrysta has Riot on her shoulders! I think she's planning to hit the Death Valley Driver on Riot.

Don West: If she doesn't do it now, Ashley might get out of it before Chrysta can hit it! What's she waiting for?!

Joey Styles: Rishanna, of course. This is only part one of a tag team maneuver, Don.

Liz Glover: Well now. Here's your chance. Either take the chance and attack now...or you're history. That's my ultimatum!

[::With much remorse, Rishanna slowly approaches Ashley, grabbing her face with her hand, and leaning in, kissing her and calming down her struggle...then as she walks away, looking not to hurt Ashley...SMACK!::]

Joey Styles: SUPERKICK! Rishanna actually hit it!

[::As Rishanna falls to her knees, Chrysta leans into the table, and...CRASH!::]

Don West: AVALANCHE THROUGH THE TABLE!

Joey Styles: The Brain Dead combination is finished There's no WAY Ashley can move after that!

[::Chrysta hooks Ashley's leg in the rubble of table, and pins.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Brad Kane: Here are your winners...HEARTLESS!

[::The ref raises both Chrysta and Rishanna's hands up in the air, Rishanna looking down at Ashley as she sheds tears from her eyes.::]

Joey Styles: Is...Is Rishanna crying?

Don West: The Heartless Hobo with a heart? I couldn't believe it in a million years!

[::Rishanna slaps away the ref's arm, Chrysta looking confused as Rishanna looks away from them, hiding her face.::]

Joey Styles: I think Rishanna's showing a lot of guilt here, Don.

Don West: It's not like she had a choice, Joey. Liz Glover gave her the ultimatum, and Michael Showtime set the rules!

Joey Styles: Even so...what satisfaction did they get out of it?

[::As the referee checks on Ashley, Rena Raz runs out from the back and jumps into the ring to check on the fallen Champion.::]

Joey Styles: And there is new comer Rena Raz here to check on her idol Ashley Riot.

Don West: Well at least someone is out here to help her to the back...

[::Rena is shown helping Ashley up and out of the ring as Primetime goes to a commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break as we see the Heartless standing outside of the trainer's room, a staff member keeping Rishanna from going inside.::]

Rishanna: I want to see if Ashley's alright! You hear me?! I just want THAT MUCH!

[::Chrysta is behind her, standing coldly as the staff member tries to explain.::]

Staff: We're checking up on her right now. It's going to take a minute to-

Rishanna: Look, you stupid idiot, I could tell for myself if Ashley's alright, I KNOW here! Just let me-

[::Rishanna's attention is turned away, as she takes her bottle of alcohol and walks away.::]

Rishanna: YOU!

[::After Rishanna smashes the bottle against a crate, the camera pans to see Liz Glover looking confused.::]

Rishanna: This is YOUR fault, you little-

[::Before Rishanna can run after her, Chrysta tackles her from behind.::]

Rishanna: Let me go, dammit! LET ME GO!

Chrysta: Rishanna, calm down! Someone get a hold of her!

[::As Rishanna tries to slip out, several referees and road agents come near Rishanna, trying to keep her down. The scene immediately switches back to Joey and Don, who are looking with amazement.::]

Joey Styles: Wow...I don't think I've ever seen such raw animosity eminating from Rishanna Blood herself.

Don West: That match hit a nerve, Joey, and I think it's one not even she was aware of...

[::Joey states a bit confused as Primetime takes a quick commercial break before the next main event...::]

Match #7

Brad Kane: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

[::The arena falls into pitch blackness, and the jumbotron flashes to life. In bold pink numbers it begins counting down.::]

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

[::Pyro explodes from either side of the stage, as Saliva’s "Ladies and Gentlemen" blasts over the P.A.::]

Brad Kane: She is Miss. Money In The Bank...AMBER BURTON!

[::As the lights come up you see Amber on the stage doing the splits, and holding her fist high in the air. She wears a Ring of Beauty t-shirt over her wrestling gear, and it appears to be autographed, and strategically ripped. The screen shows several video shots of the superstar, and introduces her as the future of ladies wrestling.::]

Don West: Say what you will about Amber Burton, she sure knows how to make an entrance.

Joey Styles: She knows more than that. The first RoB champion and the first winner of Queen of the Ring, Amber Burton is serious competition for ANYONE.

[::The crowd roars it’s approval, and she nimbly rolls to her feet, and struts to the ring. She pauses at the base of the ramp, and circles the ring, apparently not happy with the stairs closest to the locker room.::]

Don West: Not that she's facing just anyone tonight.

Joey Styles: Well, judging by what she told the world this past week, she is not sweating her opponent tonight and in fact plans to make the former champion a, well, female dog, if you will.

[::She feigns toward the opposite stairs, but instead rushes the commentators table, and jumps atop it and plays to the crowd. When she gets the appropriate crowd intensity, she seductively pulls off the shirt, and tosses it to a random fan in the crowd. She then slides into the ring, and stretches in the neutral corner as her music fades out.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent...

[::"Bite The Dust" by the Pussycat Dolls hits the speakers, the lights in the arena flash and mighty gouts of flame blast out on either side of the stage as out onto it steps Susan Rigger, hands on her hips as she looks out into the crowd.::]

Brad Kane: ...from London, England, representing the Sexified Perfection... SUSAN RIGGER!

[::Rigger struts her way down the ramp towards the ring, a mix of boos by the greater portion of the gathered fans in attendance and a few excited cheers here and there echoing in the arena.::]

Joey Styles: I'm sure Susan is none too pleased with the things Amber had to say about her and is probably looking forward to making her eat her words.

Don West: That is, assuming she CAN. Amber seemed to have a solid plan going into this one. She's not going to give Susan a chance to try and out-wrestle her. She said the Suplex Queen will be pounded down and turned into what you said earlier.

Joey Styles: I'm not sure it'll be quite that easy, but I guess we shall soon see if the first ever Ring of Beauty champion can show the latest one to loose that title just how it's done... not loosing the title, but wrestling.

[::The buxom beauty leaps up onto the apron, her mighty jugs jiggling a bit from the sudden motion, and walks along it a bit, sliding her hand along the top rope, then turns her back to the ring and leans against the ropes, just swinging her legs up and flipping over the top rope into the ring to land gracefully on her feet, a smirk upon her lips.::]

Don West: Well, Susan already knows how to make a flashy entrance too, that's for sure.

[::As the music fades out Susan turns to face Amber. The two women narrows their eyes, staring daggers at one another as the referee makes sure they're ready, then calls for the bell.::]

DING! DING! DING!

Joey Styles: And the match is under way.

[::The moment the bell rings Amber comes right at Susan, punching her square in the face again and again as she drives the staggered by the savagery of her attack Britt into the ropes, then grabs her arm and goes for an Irish Whip. Susan manages to grab Amber's arm before she can let go though and yanks on it to pull the brunette beauty right into her, kneeing her in the gut to drive the wind out of her. Amber coughs, holding her stomach, while Susan slips behind her and wraps her arms around Burton's waist. The buxom beauty just bull-rushes Amber against the ropes, then goes to roll backwards with her arms wrapped around her, but Amber manages to grab the top rope with both hands, holding onto it tight so as Susan rolls her arms slip from around Burton.::]

Joey Styles: Susan Rigger goes for her Chaos Theory early in the match, but Amber Burton won't have any of that.

[::As Susan rolls to her feet she's forced to immediately launch herself up into the air, kicking her legs into a wide split in mid-air as Amber charges right under her. The moment her feet touch the ground Susan pivots around sharply, then jumps again, ready to greet Amber with a Dropkick to the face, but Burton knew what was coming and wrapped her arms around the top rope to stop her momentum before she would bounce off. Amazingly Susan manages to kick her legs over as she spots Amber not coming at her like she'd thought and executes a backwards flip in mid-air before landing on her feet gracefully as an excited cheer rises from the crowd.::]

Joey Styles: Whether they love or hate the person in question, the Ring of Beauty fans know good wrestling when they see it.

Don West: I know Amber came into this planning to make Susan her, well, you know what, but I'm starting to doubt whether Amber can stop Susan from making this match about who the better wrestler is.

[::The two women circle one another then lock up right in the middle of the ring. Susan slips out and grabs Amber's wrist with both hands, twisting on it to send pain shooting down the arm, but Amber just answers with a punch right to the busty Britt's face. As Susan staggers back a step Amber lunges right at her, tackling her down as she drives her shoulder into Susan's stomach. Amber leans over Susan as she starts raining down punches to the buxom brunette's face in a vicious flurry.::]

Don West: Well, I guess that would be one way to do it.

[::The referee tells Ashley to get off her, but she refuses, then suddenly her eyes widen as Susan grabs her right wrist and the British beauty's legs wrap around her neck and right arm, squeezing tightly to constrict her neck and deny her brains the blood they need. Amber tries to punch at Susan with her free arm, but the angle is too awkward to get any force behind the blows. She goes to lift Susan, gathering her feet under her, but Susan grabs a handful of the brunette's hair and smashes her forearm across Amber's jaw, knocking her loopy just long enough for Rigger to push herself back along the canvas of the ring until she has Burton flat on her belly, at which point she grabs the back of the brunette beauty's head with both hands and pulls to apply maximum pressure to the hold.::]

Don West: This doesn't look too good for Amber.

Joey Styles: Susan has that Triangle Choke she calls the London Dungeon locked in good.

Don West: She sure is bringing out the big guns right from the start.

Joey Styles: ....

Don West: I mean her big moves. Sheesh.

Joey Styles: With you, one can never be sure what you mean, Don.

[::Amber tries to pry Susan's legs loose, but they only squeeze tighter as she does. Amber gathers her legs under her again and this time pushes herself on top of Susan, alleviating some pressure by forcing the busty beauty into such an awkward position, all stacked up on her shoulders, as well as causing a pin as Susan's shoulders are flat against the canvas.::]

ONE...

TWO...

[::Susan releases the hold and pushes Amber away. The brunette beauty staggers back and goes down to a knee as she leans against the ropes for support, coughing and holding her aching head with one hand, the loss of proper blood-flow having taken it's toll on her.::]

Joey Styles: Susan has met Amber's vicious intensity with some grappling excellence and right now the situation seems to favor the consummate technician.

[::Susan approaches Amber despite the referee telling her she's in the ropes, but as she reaches down to grab the brunette beauty Amber reaches out and grabs the backs of Susan's knees, yanking her legs out from under her. She warps her arms around Susan's legs and swings the buxom Britt under the ropes, then just drops backwards, catapulting her throat first against the bottom rope. Susan grabs at her throat and coughs, grimacing with pain, while Amber steps out through the ropes onto the apron, measures her foe up, then jumps, dropping a leg down right across Susan's throat. The impact just smashes Susan down off the apron and she lands nastily on the back of her head outside the ring.::]

Don West: And with that it's firmly in Amber's favor.

[::Amber rolls back into the ring, telling the ref to count Susan out.::]

ONE...

TWO...

THREE...

FOUR...

[::Susan pulls herself up, using the apron for support, while Amber measures her foe up, then runs across the ring, hitting the ropes to come charging right towards Susan and drop down, kicking her feet out under the bottom rope right at Susan's head. Susan manages to jerk her head back though, evading the Baseball Slide by a hair's width, then grabs Amber's ankles and yanks her legs wide open, stepping between them. The buxom Brit wraps her arms around Burton's waist in a wheel-barrel position, then just swings her out of the ring and around to smash her head and shoulder first into the ring-apron before just dropping her down.::]

Don West: Guess I spoke too soon.

Joey Styles: Both of these women are tremendously talented and determined competitors. Neither is going to let the other just run over them.

[::Rigger rolls back into the ring and tells the referee to count.::]

ONE...

TWO...

THREE...

FOUR...

FIVE....

[::While Amber slowly pulls herself up by using the apron, shaking her head to clear it up, Susan gestures for her opponent to get in the ring. The former champion is confidently grinning at the Miss Money In The Bank as she waits for her to get back into the ring.::]

SIX...

SEVEN...

[::Amber rolls in, but Susan greets her by raining down stomps on her before she can get up, ignoring the referee's protests. Amber finally manages to grab Susan's foot to stop her, standing up while holding it. Susan grins, thinking she has Amber where she wants her, as she kicks her free foot around, aiming it right at Amber's head, but the brunette beauty sees it coming and ducks her head to avoid taking the Enzuigiri. Susan lands flat on her belly and tits, groaning a bit from the force of the less than smooth landing, and Amber, still holding Rigger's ankle, smashes the point of the buxom Britt's knee against the canvas of the ring to boot. Susan cringes and grabs at her knee in pain as she rolls over onto her back.::]

Don West: Ooh, I bet that landing didn't tickle.

[::Amber pulls Susan by her ankle to the ropes, placing it against the bottom one, then grabs the top rope and jumps, driving her shapely butt down on the prone Britt's knee.::]

Joey Styles: Looks like Amber sees a weak spot in that leg that Susan seemed to hurt in her match two weeks ago.

[::Susan cries out and grabs at her hurting knee again while a grinning Amber grabs her by the hair, pulling her to her feet and stuffing Susan's head under her armpit. Amber kicks her legs up as she drops back sharply to spike Susan down right on the top of her head with a vicious DDT, the busty beauty just flopping over limply as Amber floats over on top of her for a pin.::]

ONE!

TWO!

T-...

[::But Susan arches her back, lifting her shoulders off the canvas. Amber grabs her by her long, wavy hair again and pulls her back up to her feet, this time stuffing the still stunned Britt's head between her legs and wrapping her arms around Susan's waist. She hoists the shorter woman off her feet, flipping her over up into position for a Powerbomb, but Susan places her hands on Amber's shoulders, pushing herself off to land back on her feet behind the brunette beauty, but as she does she winces with pain, hobbling a bit as she grabs at her knee. Amber wastes no time turning around and just stomping the back of the pained knee to send Susan down to one knee.::]

Joey Styles: That leg is definitely giving Susan trouble here.

Don West: It ain't easy trying to work with a busted wheel under you.

[::Amber backs away, measuring Susan up as she stands, then just lunges at her and clips her knee from under her with a Chop Block. Susan cries out as she grabs at her knee and Amber chuckles, grabbing Susan's ankle to pull her to the ropes again. She places Susan's ankle on the bottom rope and jumps again, but this time Susan gets her good leg up and kicks Amber on the butt right at the apex of the jump, sending the surprised brunette right over the top rope. Amber's back smacks against the ring apron as she falls onto the mats outside the ring.::]

Don West: Whoa, did not see that one coming.

[::Susan slips out of the ring and grabs Amber, tossing her in before rolling back herself. She stands up, clearly favoring her bruised knee, then measures Amber up as she stands, grabbing the back of her head as she swings her arm up for a European Uppercut, but Amber manages to twist her head away, dodging the strike and quickly hooking her arms around Susan's as she slips behind her, dropping to her knees to plant the busty Britt's shoulders against the canvas with a Backslide.

Susan manages to roll through though, escaping Amber's grip, then in turn quickly hooking her arms under Amber's as she pulls her up and clasps her hands before hoisting Burton off her feet and swinging her around to bounce her off the top rope, then take her over to smash her back first against the canvas with a big Butterfly Suplex.::]

Joey Styles: Shades of Tully Blanchard with that Double Arm Slingshot Suplex!

Don West: But that can't have been easy for Susan with the state she's in.

[::Susan rubs her knee as she rolls over on top of Amber for a pin.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Amber kicks out right after the second count and pushes Susan off her. Susan pulls Amber up by her head, then gets behind her and wraps her arms around the brunette beauty's waist, rushing her towards the nearest corner with grit teeth as she fights back the pain from using her hurt leg. Amber smashes against the turnbuckles, but before Susan can roll back for her Chaos Theory the brunette beauty shoots an elbow back, catching Susan right across her face.

Susan is stunned and her arms slip from around Amber, who turns around and grabs the top rope, bringing both her knees up and kicking both feet into Susan's tits to send her stumbling back. Amber scales the turnbuckles to the top, then launches herself at Susan, arms and legs wide open as she soars through the air toward her, but just as it looks like she's about to smash the busty beauty down with a huge Crossbody Susan lungse at her, catching her across her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry.::]

Don West: Uh oh, looks like Amber got caught.

Joey Styles: They don't call it "high risk" for nothing, Don.

[::Susan stumbles a bit, favoring her hurting knee, but manages to force her body to obey as she spins around, disorienting Amber, then just tosses her up into the air and as she comes down catches her with a huge European Uppercut, smashing her forearm up under the falling brunette's chin to just jack her head back.::]

Don West: What the heck was THAT?

Joey Styles: I don't think I've ever seen that one before.

Don West: That was, like, a Go To... Europe?

[::Susan's teeth are grit as she's just forcing her body to obey as she pulls Amber up one more time, but the brunette beauty just shoves her off, then charges at her, arm extended for a Clothesline. At the last moment Susan ducks her head and instead of nailing her Amber ends up smashing her arm across the throat of the referee, sending him down.::]

Don West: Man, that was a stupid place for him to be standing around. Sheesh.

[::Amber goes to check on the referee as Susan Rigger slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from ringside.::]

Joey Styles: Oh things are not looking good for Amber now!

Don West: And with the ref down...There is no one to stop her!

[::As Susan slides in the ring with the chair the crowd explodes into cheers as Bobbi Jackson explodes through the curtains and rushes down the aisle.  Just as Susan is about to clobber Amber from behind with the chair Bobbi yanks the chair out of the busty brunettes hands leaving the wide eyed former champion stunned.::]

Joey Styles: And Bobbi Jackson is out here to even the odds!

Don West: And just in the nick of time!

 [::Amber turns around and her and Bobbi nod at one another as Amber goes to attack Susan but before she can Bobbi swings her body and the chair along with it and drives the steel chair right into Amber's skull.::]

Don West: WHAT!? WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!

Joey Styles: Bobbi Jackson just smashed a steel chair down on Amber Burton's FACE! OH MY GOD!

Don West: That's what I thought I saw, but I couldn't BELIEVE it.

[::Bobbi tosses the chair down as she stares Susan down, the busty beauty clearly favoring her knee. Bobbi walks towards Susan as the brunette grabs her by her blonde hair and then come together as they kiss each other.::]

Don West: Whoa!

[::The girls both grin as they break the kiss and Bobbi reaches down to grab Amber by her hair, pulling the barely conscious beauty up while shouting something at her.::]

Joey Styles: I have a feeling it might be for the better that our microphones aren't picking up what she's saying.

[::Bobbi just shoves Amber towards Susan who, standing behind her, she slips her head under the stunned brunette's arm and wraps her arms around the back of Amber's neck and her near knee, clasping her hands before arching her back to take Amber over backwards and smash her down right on the back of her head with the Regalplex.::]

Don West: She's got her!

[::Bobbi throws the steel chair out of the ring, then shakes the ref to awaken him while Susan trembles, holding the picture perfect bridge to keep Amber pinned down. Soon the referee comes to and crawls over to count the pin.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

[::Susan releases her grip and her chest rises and falls as she gasps for air.::]

Brad Kane: Here is your winner...SUSAN RIGGER!!!

Joey Styles: I just can't believe this...

[::Bobbi gets into the ring and helps Susan to her feet and raises Susan's hand in the air as the Suplex Queen places her foot on Amber's chest.

Don West: Disgusting!

Joey Styles: Cut this garbage! Go to a commercial please!

[::Bobbi and Susan leave the ring as the crowd boos them both loudly as Primetime takes a commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break out in the Parking Lot as Showtime waits by a long black limo as Susan and Bobbi come out of the building hand in hand.  Showtime smiles at them both as the three hug when the girls arrive at the limo...::]

Showtime: Welcome back girls, ready to go?

Bobbi: Absolutely!

Susan: Lets get out of here!

Showtime: Sounds good to me...Lets roll.

[::Showtime opens the door to the limo and Susan and Bobbi get inside as Showtime gets in as well as he shuts the door and the limo leaves the parking lot.::]

Joey Styles: Unbelievable...

Don West: I know! Why does the boss get all the chicks!?

[::Joey groans...::]

Joey Styles: Lets just get to the main event now please!

[::Joey says as they cut from the parking lot to ringside for the main event of the evening.::]

Match #8

Brad Kane: The following contest is the main event here this evening and it's a Scramble Cage match! The rules are simple. Two teams start and two minutes pass by before the third time exits. Same for the forth. If Bobbi's Angels, The Devils or Crystal Hilton and Sarah Richardson, they earn a future tag title shot. If Edgeline wins they pick their next contenders...

"YOU!!!"

[::The opening strains of "Crank Dat (Travis Barker Remix)" by Soulja Boi fills the arena as the crowd begins to cheer. Once the vocals start, Rachel and Mia Heafy appear on the stage. They throw up the straight edge "X" before walking down to the ring. Along the way the two slap hands with the fans. Mia circles ringside, singing along with the rap while Rachel enters the ring. Mia enters after completing the trip around the ring. Edgeline stares at the opposition for the evening before making the "X" again with their arms. That is followed with a hug and kiss before backing into a corner::]

Brad Kane: Introducing the first team. They are the Tag Team Champions hailing from Chicago, Illinois. Rachel and Mia Heafy, Edgeline!!!

[::"Beautiful" by Creed begins to blare through the arena. Soon thereafter Jasmine and Victoria Valentine exit from the back. The crowd boos the Devil duo while they walk to the ring. The evil duo looks at the cage before entering through the open doorway. The ref keeps the two teams seperated.::]

Brad Kane: Introducing the second team. From, well, I don't know... They are Jasmine and Victoria Valentine, The Devils!!!

Joey Styles: Tough draw for these two. If The Devils want another shot, they'll have outlast quite a bit.

Don West: If Edgeline wants to pick their next defense its likewise for them. But I see this favoring no one team.

Joey Styles: Agreed about that. You have diving platforms and the ever dangerous steel cage. Quite a combination.

Don West: Anyone find it weird that since Brad Kane became a ring announcer that we're having crazy matches?

Joey Styles: ...Wha?

DING! DING! DING!

[::The two teams in the middle of the ring exchange looks before loosening up. All four have no real intentions of going all out so early, more content to just think of a game plan at the moment. Edgeline makes the first real action of the match count, Mia and Rachel clothesline Jasmine and Victoria down to the canvas. The Devils pop back up to their feet, only to get dropkicked into the ropes by the champions. The crowd roars loudly for them with a double irish whip coming. Jasmine and Victoria both reverse and send Edgeline into the ropes. The champs run into hard elbow shots that stagger them at the same time. The Devils then lift both Edgeline members up for a suplex and hit it!::]

Don West: Tandem offense by both here.

Joey Styles: Which is fitting seeing as how this is a giant tag team match.

[::Mia and Rachel roll into different corners, the Devils take their time before running into those two respective corners with knees to the face. Edgeline slump down, holding their faces. Jasmine calls Victoria over to work over Mia. The two pull Mia up to her feet before lifting her into the air. Boom! Mia gets dropped face first against the cage. Mia drops to the canvas and holds her face, the two Devils stomping away on her. By this time Rachel has worked her way back up to a vertical base. The Devils notice this and turn their focus to her.::]

Joey Styles: Jasmine and Victoria are in firm control right now.

Don West: And we still have a minute until the next team comes out!

[::Rachel gets caught in the face with double elbows before getting whipped towards a corner. Jasmine rushes in first but gets a boot to the face, knocking her down hard to the mat. Victoria tries her luck next but Rachel does a headstand causing Valentine to crash chest first against the turnbuckle. Rachel leaps off of the handstand and lands behind Victoria and grabs her in a waist lock, trying to lift her for a giant german suplex. Victoria is able to break free using her giant butt which forces Rachel to take a few steps back. Victoria turns around to a leaping enziguri that sends her into the turnbuckle now. Rachel raises her fist into the air, trying to get the crowd pumped up.::]

Don West: Rachel trying to get the crowd fired up.

Joey Styles: And it's working. This Madison Square Garden crowd is going insane!

[::She runs in and hits Victoria with a hard leaping elbow to the jaw. Valentine steps forward a little out on her feet. Rachel leaps into the air and hurricanranas her down to the mat. Victoria rolls back up to her feet only to recieve a superkick from Mia Heafy! Valentine hits the mat again, staying there this time. Edgeline kicks at a rising Jasmine, pulling her up. Double headlock is dropped down into a DDT. Edgeline stands as the two nod. Mia stands next to Jasmine's side, Rachel putting her hand out. Mia flips herself into the air WITH A STANDING PHOENIX SPLASH ONTO JASMINE!::]

Joey Styles: Oh my god!

Don West: You gotta be kiddin' me Joey. A standing Phoenix Splash?! Insanity by Mia Heafy.

Joey Styles: I'd say she's finally getting into a groove in this company.

[::The lights start to dim down. Time for another team to enter.::]

Brad Kane: Five. Four. Three. Two. One!

[::"Next Contestant" by Nickelback starts to blare through the P.A. system. Bobbi's Angels sprint down to the ring, lights coming on. They slide into the cage and begin to exchange elbows with Edgeline, wanting to wear them down. Edgeline tries to fight back but the Angels are able to hit tandem neckbreakers on the champions. Since there isn't a way to win yet, they keep their focus on the champions while The Devils are still down and out for a few more moments. They focus on Mia too, pulling her up before whipping her into the ropes. Mia comes back and gets held in a spinebuster position by Giselle as Carmen leaps into the air with a dropkick, helping put more force on the spinebuster::]

Don West: More great teamwork from some of the best teams in the business today.

Joey Styles: Agreed Don. These three teams tore down the house at Through Heaven and Hell III a couple of weeks ago.

[::Mia rolls out of the cage and onto the floor, making a loud thud after so. Jasmine crawls out of the ring and goes to the floor herself after Mia. Victoria is slumped against the ropes. Bobbi's Angels run at her and hit a dropkick at the same time. Victoria doesn't fall down, the ropes helping her keep balance. The Angels run at her again. This time they leap into the air but Victoria ducks, Carmen and Giselle both going face first against the cage! Rachel is getting up but eats a huge lariat from Victoria! Rachel lands on her stomach while Victoria pulls her back up. She uses her strength to press Rachel into the air before sending her into the cage head first! Rachel hits the mat, Valentine smiling.::]

Joey Styles: Victoria outthinking her overzealous opponents right now.

Don West: Which is pretty smart really.

[::On the outside, Mia and Jasmine are duking it out. Mia eventually gets the better of the Devil and throws her head first into cage. Jasmine bounces off and gets tossed into it again. Now she finds her face getting raked back and forth, Mia trying to possibly make her bleed. Jasmine elbows Mia right in the ribcage, reversing the whole ordeal and starts to slam Mia's face against the cage. Jasmine holds her against the cage and yells for Victoria to hit a baseball slide at that spot. Valentine nods and does so. Jasmine lets go as the impact sends Mia into the ring side barrier! Jasmine pulls Mia back into the same position. Victoria gets ready to do it again but she gets cut off with a giant spear by Giselle!::]

Don West: What a spear by Giselle Anderson! I think Victoria Valentine might be in two pieces right now.

Joey Styles: But before that, vicious behavoir by Jasmine. I think Mia is bleeding from that cage catching her face.

[::Carmen and Giselle are both up now. They look around the ring to see Rachel in a corner, trying to catch her breath. Bobbi's Angels hit stereo dropkicks again, forcing Rachel back into the corner. Carmen runs back into the corner, hitting a sick yakuza kick while Giselle follows with one of her own. Rachel looks really dazed, Giselle pulling her forward before placing her on her shoulders. Carmen makes her way to the top rope facing the cage. Giselle walks closer to the corner, Carmen grabbing Rachel by the head. HOLY SHIT, DOOMSDAY WINGS OF SEDUCTION! Rachel looks completely dead from the move. Giselle and Carmen are both grinning, waiting for the last team to come down to the ring.::]

Brad Kane: Five. Four. Three. Two. One...

[::"Glamorous by Fergie" starts to play as Crystal Hilton and Sarah Richardson run down to the ring. Crystal climbs up the cage while Sarah goes into the ring. Bobbi's Angels begin to exchange elbows with Sarah, not even noticing Crystal standing on one of the platforms. Crystal leaps off of the platform WITH A SHOOTING STAR PRESS TAKING DOWN THE ANGELS AND HER TAG PARTNER!::]

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

[::Everyone is down in the ring. Jasmine grins as she slides back in. She covers Carmen first.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Carmen gets a shoulder off of the mat. Now Jasmine tries her luck with Giselle.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Another kick out. Jasmine eyes Rachel this time and dives over for a cover. She does hook a leg this time.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Sarah Richardson is able to break it up before anything more is able to come out of it. Jasmine pounds the mat in pure frustration. The two blondes begin to duke it out in the middle of the ring. Neither of them seems to be gaining any ground until Sarah knocks Jasmine down with a right hand. Jasmine backs up into a corner only to eat a dropkick right to the face!::]

Joey Styles: What a move by Crystal Hilton. That was just pure insanity once again.

Don West: What these women won't do for a tag title shot. Imagine what they'll do once they get a real shot!

[::Sarah pulls Jasmine up and out of the corner before dropping her with a head spiking DDT! The Angels are back up and staggering around a little worse for wear after that Shooting Star Press. Sarah turns around into a double elbow shot to the face but Crystal dropkicks the Angels in the back, forcing them against the cage. Hilton and Richardson both run and use an attack to smash Carmen's and Giselle's faces into the steel mesh. The new duo shares a high five before looking around the ring. Rachel is back up to her feet, holding her head in pain. Hilton and Richardson start to tee off on her with right hands like a pinball.::]

Don West: Sarah Richardson and Crystal Hilton seem to be jelling together quite well.

Joey Styles: Looking great for sure. Though look at Mia and Victoria on top of one of the platforms.

[::The two are exchanging elbows at the top of the platform, neither of them trying to fall backwards to what would be a horrendous spill. Victoria grabs Mia and in one swift motion SHE SUPERPLEXES HER OFF OF THE DAMN PLATFORM. ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE RING!::]

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

[::Hilton and Richardson look over in complete shock, Rachel slumping against the ropes. Jasmine is sitting in the corner, looking at it too. Everyone is in complete shock before going back to the match. Rachel catches her wife motionless and is overtaken by complete rage. She headbutts Sarah in the face before superkicking Crystal. Jasmine gets a discus lariat. Rachel kneels down next to Mia and gets a response from her. Rachel smiles before standing up but she gets rolled up by Giselle. At the same time Sarah crawls over and leaps on top of Giselle. Jasmine gets in on the act too. All three women are on top of Rachel!::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Brad Kane: Here are your winners, err...

[::The three women get up and all start to argue amongst one another, pushing and shoving. The ref leans out of the cage, telling Brad Kane his decision.::]

Brad Kane: Here are your winners and number one contenders to the Tag Team Titles... Bobbi's Angels!

[::Huge pop for the two as Giselle leaps for joy.::]

Brad Kane: ...And The Devils.

[::The crowd turns their cheers to jeers, Jasmine smirking.::]

Brad Kane: ...And Crystal Hilton and Sarah Richardson.

[::Once again the cheers come in before confusion sets in.::]

Brad Kane: The referee had declared all three teams winners in this contest and will all get a Tag Title shot!

[::The three winning teams glare at one another before putting their glances on the champions who are both sitting in a corner, looking at their challengers.::]

Don West: WHAT AN AMAZING TURN OF EVENTS!

Joey Styles: I see a four way coming up in the future. Simply amazing. Edgeline wanted competition and they've gotten it.

Don West: No kidding. The Angels, Devils and the combination of Hilton and Richardson!

[::Edgeline has their titles handed to them, all four teams staying in the ring staring each other down...::]

Joey Styles: What a crazy turn of events!!!

Don West: No kidding! And I can't believe it, we are out of time! Goodnight everybody!!!

[::Don exclaims as Primetime fades out to the logo and goes off the air...::]

OOC Notes & Disclaimer:

Well I would have liked to get this show up sooner but this is probably one of the better efforts we have done in the past few months.  I hope we can get more things on time for now on.  I hope you all enjoy this show as it is almost 5AM in the morning as I am getting this posted, I can't wait to go to bed. Haha! I would like to thank the following people for writing matches this week...

Ragnal for the Pure Title Match and the Handicap Match
Mikko for the Rigger/Burton Match
Frisco for the opening contest and Candace/Kendra Match
Gardner for the Hardcore Match
Kane for the TV Title Match and Scramble Cage Match
And thank you to everyone who sent in segments...You all rock!

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