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THE PINK DREAD - CH. 19 (Masterlist)

Chapter Summary: The aftermath of the Hightower dinner has brought forth a lot to think about, for both Valeana and Aemond. Rhaenyra is presented with an interesting proposition days before everyone returns from Dragonstone. Word Count: 5225 CHAPTER WARNINGS: Fatphobia, child death, description of child deformity, mother's grieving.

Series tags: Aemond x Plus size!OfC, Aegon x Plus size!OfC, Celtigar!ofc, Plot with Smut, mdni 18+, Aemond End Game, Angst, Comedy, The Dragons Don't Dance, slow burn, friends to enemies to lovers, enemies to friends to lovers.

Credits: Lace Banner by Aquazero, pearl divider by Pommecita

Notes: At this point the chapters are gonna be a bit longer, now that there are more moving parts.

“Marry Aemond? Prince Aemond?”

Barty smiled, “Yes, my dove. Would that please you?”

Valeana looked down at her fingers, which held onto a loop, needle and thread. The damask pattern she had been weaving into a napkin was instantly forgotten. She never believed that she would have ever hear those words; only in her wildest dreams her imagination would pull her into the delusion that she and Aemond would be husband and wife. Though each morning she was reminded of the reality of her life; a noble born lady she may be, but she did not hold a significant influence that would benefit the crown, save for her dowry and position of her father. And she was aware that she was not a comely girl, as was persistently confirmed by Aegon, Jace and Luke’s relentless teasing of her body and face, often likening her to a pink pig when she got flushed and sweaty during the humid days.

Aemond was her dearest friend, and whilst she knew that he valued their friendship, she also knew that her appearance kept him from seeing her as more than that. Even if… Even if there were times that she believed otherwise. It was difficult to discern where his heart was, particularly when they weren’t alone and were being watched by Aegon. Though when they were alone, Aemond was the sweetest boy; not afraid to hold her hand when helping her down narrow stairs or a steep hill, or tending to the needle pricks she often gave herself with a gentle kiss and a tentative diligence to clean the small wound. Sometimes he would bring her gifts, such as sweets, new fabrics and thread, pretty stones he found, or flowers to decorate her plaits with. Their conversations were effortless as well. One of her favourite things to do was to make him laugh, as serious as he was most of the time.

Those moments of hope would shatter when others invaded their privacy. Aemond would quickly become indifferent, albeit polite and courteous, even when Jace, Luke, and Aegon collectively teased her on this and that in front of him. It hurt, naturally, but Valeana understood why. If it wasn’t her, it was him, and she would gladly bear the burden as long they did not direct their bullying onto Aemond. Because that is how much she cared about her dearest friend.

Now her father presented her with her dream come true on a golden fucking platter, and she hesitated. Valeana always pictured herself accepting in a heartbeat, but now that it actually happened, doubt and dread settled in her young heart. Is this what Aemond wanted? Did he find her worthy enough for his cloak? Did he actually care enough about her to want to get married? Perhaps not as lovers, as she wished to be, but at the very least very good friends that were comfortable and loyal to each other.

And mayhaps if he did not think her worthy of him, a prince, she could try to be. She’ll try to be worthy for him.

“It will please me greatly, father,” Her cheeks were rosy red when she said this, but her eyes were still on her lap. “Though I wish… I wish, if you allow it, that we could be wedded in the tradition of our ancestors.”

Taken back, Bartimos slowly sat down on an ottoman in front of his daughter, “Well, I– this is a surprise… But, if the King allows it, I do not see why not. Though in order to do so, you must learn High Valyrian… Not the bastardized Braavosi one your Grandmother speaks.”

“I will learn!” Valeana looks up, green eyes marbled in her eagerness. “It is not so different; I already know some phrases! Grandmama sometimes sends me letters in Valyrian for me to translate on my own.”

Barty chuckled, then reached out to caress the apple of her cheek, “It is still a difficult language to master, but… I suppose you do already have a head start.” He stared at her fondly, eyes roaming over her features and finding his late wife in them. Lysa also wanted to learn High Valyrian, so she could teach Clement and Valeana herself one day. Sadly, that never came to pass.

The Lord of Claw Isle nodded, “Alright. It is settled then– I shall petition with the king once the betrothal is set in stone.”

Valeana bounced up from her seat and pounced upon her father, wrapping her little arms around his neck and burying her face in there.

“Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Anything for my little dove,” Barty pulled her into his body in a protective and loving embrace, a large smile breaking through the whiskers of his mustache. He pushed her hair behind her ear and gave her a kiss on her temple.

“Want to know a secret, my dove?” He whispered into her ear, “You are my favourite. Shhh do not tell your sisters.”

Valeana giggled and gave her father a playful whack on her shoulder, “Don’t be silly, papa!”

He laughed, but it didn’t reach his face this time, because it was true. Valeana was his favourite… She was the last of her; the last of Lysa, his first and truest love.

Aegon casted a look over his shoulder as they approached the serpentine steps. He spotted his brother heading in the opposite direction once he exited the Tower of the Hand. The eldest prince grinned widely, entirely satisfied with the night’s events. Turning back around, he quickly jogged to catch up with Valeana, who kept her attention trained on the couple ahead of her.

Daeron joined them after supper wrapped up for the night, as his lodgings were in Meagor’s Holdfast with the rest of the royal family. His cousins remained in the Tower of the Hand, and Aemond, being the gentleman that he was, left to escort Lady Maris back to the north tower. Daeron and Shyla were walking shoulder to shoulder a few leagues away, with the latter asking questions, and the former basking in the attention of it all.

Aegon hummed happily, “Look at them. I’ve never been so happy.” Valeana spared him a look, but didn’t comment, so he continued. “Daeron is never going to know what hit him.”

She rolled her eyes with a tisk of her tongue, “You realize it won’t last.”

“As long as it is not directed back at me, I do not care.”

Shaking her head, Valeana tuts again, “Poor young Floris. She and my sister are friends, you know.”

“Should make quite a show,” Aegon dismissed with a smile. “Another Baratheon-Cletigar battle. The Storms and the Sirens. You should write a story about that.”

Val rolled her eyes at him, and his only response was that insufferably endearing cheeky smile. She huffed and looked a head as they turned around another flight of stairs.

“Why did he bring her?”

Aegon contemplated the answer before giving it, “Well… He did not know you would be present.” She hummed in agreement. “And since he had his lips all over your tits half a day ago, if I had to take an educated guess, he is trying to put up a display.”

“A display? You believe he is using her?”

The prince gave a shrug, “I have never seen Aemond try to court anyone, until now. Cannot be a coincidence that he chose to start under your presence.”

Valeana gave a dejected sigh, one that turned his contented smile into a pout of concern. “I do not know. Maris is the exact type of woman Aemond would want in a bride. It’s so painstaking perfect, it just makes me want to–”

Aegon stopped walking, taking hold of her elbow when he did so she was forced to make a half spin to face him. Something unsettling was starting to take root in his bones, that made him feel cold and hot all over, at the same time.

“You are jealous,” it was a statement, not a question. One that she confirmed by not even looking him in the face, so he continued, “Because you want Aemond back.”

“It does not matter,” Val marched on and Aegon was quick to follow. “He does not want me back.”

Aegon scoffed dramatically, “The bruises on your chest say otherwise.”

They were lucky they were alone at night, with only distant guards patrolling the courtyard that could not hear a word of this conversation. Otherwise, she might have pushed him down the stairs.

“Physical attraction is not the same, Aegon. Men have no standards when it comes to getting their cocks wet, but it is an entirely different scenario when it comes to commitment, to having someone to call wife, and then mother to their children. What happened this morning… It meant nothing.”

“I disagree… With the ‘it meant nothing’ part. The first is a bit illuminating…” Aegon lifted his chin up as he quickly mused over what she said. Clearing his throat and ridding himself of silly daydreams, he continued. “If you weren’t so consumed with your hatred of Maris Baratheon, you would have noticed my little ploy had an effect on him.”

She blinked at him, “What do you mean?”

“Aemond is possessive,” they were arriving at the Holdfast grand doors, and he paused as the guards opened the door for them, ushering them inside. He lowered his voice then, careful to make sure it didn’t echo through the cavernous space of the antechamber before the grand staircase. “He gets territorial when his things are being touched by others.”

“I am not a thing, Aegon.”

“No, you’re much more precious than that,” his comment earned him a curious glance. “You weren’t looking, but every show of affection I gave you was met with an eye filled with such fierce contempt. He had completely forgotten to eat the food on his plate. He barely ate a thing the entire time; he was too busy glaring at me.”

Valeana’s steps were slow as they climbed up the stairs, only stopping when they reached the half landing. She pivoted in front of Aegon, leaning her elbow on the railing and tilted her head up at him.

“What are you saying?”

“I am saying… He isn’t as uncaring of you as he thinks he is,” Aegon crossed his arms as he leaned against the same railing. “He hasn’t changed… refusing to admit to his weaknesses in front of people. Aemond saw you as one as children, which is why he pretended you were merely part of the wall tapestries whenever the seven of us were together. Had things been different, and I had been keen on you then, Aemond would have been all over you, staking his claim publically. ”

Aegon watched her carefully as she looked down at the floor, her free hand moving up almost instinctively over her belly in an act of self consciousness.

Aegon knew what he was about to suggest could be the biggest mistake of his life, but… it also meant that he would get to be closer to her. Now more than ever he realized that is what he craved most. He took her hand away from her stomach and brought her knuckles to his mouth. He dragged her fingers along the line of his bottom lip, and never wavered his eyes from hers.

“Aemond can have his farce courtship,” the corner of his lip curled upward. “And we can have our own.”

Aemond failed to ignore the pointed leer of his grandfather when his guests left the Tower of the Hand. He disappointed him, he knew, but the prince found he lacked the capacity to care. Instead of acknowledging it with a whispered apology, he merely nodded to him and gave him a curt “good night”, his final one for his mother’s family that eve.

The aftermath of the hydrangea debate was awkward, to say the least. Of course it was Aegon who broke the silence with an impressed laugh, and once again chose to put his hands on her.

“Oh, my darling Valeana is full of surprises, isn’t she? The mind on this one,” then Aemond had to watch his brother’s filthy hands comb back a strand of hair over her shoulder, where his fingers trailed down the length of her arm down to her elbow.

He supposed he had to thank Aegon, though, because the sight of it softened his cock, saving him from the tension of his breeches.

The conversation took a stiff turn as Lady Sam attempted to salvage the mood by expressing her interest in the histories of Old Valyria. His previous attempt to put Valeana in her spot was quickly forgotten, but eventually Daeron did bring out his lute and played for the table. Maris decidedly remained quiet for the rest of the evening.

Until the door to the Tower shut behind them.

Granted she did wait until Aegon and Valeana were farther down the courtyard towards the Serpentine Steps before she opened her mouth. Aemond only half paid attention, as his eyes lingered on the long white gold train of Val’s hair that glowed under the light of the moon. He only turned away when he noticed his brother cast a look over his shoulder.

“I cannot believe I judged her so poorly,” Maris continued to rant. “I always thought that I had a good judgement of character, though clearly I was mistaken. I should have heeded Cassandra’s warning about her… But stupid me, I shrugged it off and listened to Ellyn instead.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes, “Ellyn is the stupid one. I should have known better.”

That statement pulled Aemond out of his reverie. He was lost in the memory of Valeana speaking in the High Valyrian tongue, which he was cautious to admit sounded like melted butter to his ear. He was lucky his leather jerkin covered him down to his thighs.

“Your elder sister warned you about her?” He attempted to sound casual, yet conversational. “Whatever for?”

Maris let out a sigh, and all the bravado drained out of her. She folded her arms and regarded the floor as they crossed through the courtyard.

“That Valeana Celtigar has an ill reputation in court already, having no sense of decency for her honour by fraternizing with your brother so callously and scandalously,” every word had a bite to it, despite her low tone. Aemond tended to ignore gossip fabricated by women of the court, but it seemed that his own observations had not gone unnoticed by others. “And… Floris – Grafton, that is – she had told my sister, and she in turn told me of the history you share with Valeana.”

Aemond pursed his lips as he hummed, tilting his head back as he did. He supposed that the story of how Aemond Tagaryen pushed a girl down the stairs was public knowledge, though he wasn’t entirely sure what kind of conjecture came out of it.

“Valeana Celtigar and I grew up together. We did not have much of a friendship other than simply sharing a childhood,” it was a lie he was accustomed to making, so every word came out smoothly and left little room for Maris to doubt. “Though, if you are worrying about what had ended our acquaintanceship, allow me to ease your mind, Lady Maris.”

He slowed to a stop when she turned to him, arms still crossed as she patiently waited for him to explain. Aemond’s arms were pinned behind his back, looking nonchalant as he retold the tale of the worst night of his life through liar’s teeth.

“Valeana’s fall down the stairs was an unfortunate accident. She would not leave me alone; I suppose because she fancied me more than I did her. That day, she accosted me in the hall, where she stood precariously close to the stairs and… regrettably, I reacted too harshly to her advances. I was unaware of how close to the edge she actually was…” He turned away from Maris, swallowing thickly as his regrets bubbled in his throat. The shame for his blatant lies weighed in his chest like the crushing step of a dragon’s foot. “I paid the price with lashings, and she and her family left for Claw Isle, freeing me of her, until now. It seems she seeks out more repercussions from me, as if I committed a greater sin.”

Maris shook her head sadly, sympathetically, “You already paid the price, and yet she still seeks out revenge for what had happened when you were children?”

“If trying to provoke me is her way of revenge, then she will be disappointed,” Aemond turned back to the woman in front of him. “I am a man, not a child. It appears she has not grown out of that era of her life… And I am not inclined to let her ruin my happiness because she rejects her own.”

Maris smiled kindly, and took a few stops to close the distance between them. Her hand bravely finds purchase on his chest, and she craned her neck up to look at him, “You are right. You are too good for her, Aemond. Do not let her get the best of you.”

He forced himself to smile, albeit a small one. Aemond unlaced his arm from behind his back and offered it to her, “Your support is appreciated, Lady Maris.”

She took his offered arm, and wove hers around it, tucking her hand into his elbow as they continued to walk towards the north tower.

Aemond was too preoccupied with stifling the unwelcomed shame he felt into the back of his mind to notice Maris’ head leaning on his shoulder. All he could concentrate on was reaching out for his voice of reason, the one that told him he should not feel guilty, that Valeana deserved his lies. He was merely protecting his heart, like Cole had advised.

“She is insufferable,” Maris restarted her rant. “I can see why you never got on with her in the first place. From what Cassandra tells me, she is quite a spoiled little thing, always being doted on by her father, while poor Floris and Shyla are on the sidelines…”

It went on like that, Maris ranting and criticizing Valeana for things that even he knew were not true. It brought him back to the times that he remained silent to her teasing. Jacaerys would point out her flaws in a heartbeat, even when she tried to desperately hide them, like the birthmark on her neck, or the frizz of her hair. Luke would pile on to it, and Aegon would always have some vicious insult flung her way that would triumph everything else. Shyla and Floris were caught in the crosshairs as well, but it was not nearly as much, since Floris often snitched on them, and Shyla was young, naive, and delusional, and so it affected her little. Valeana, though, took it with quiet resolve, pretending it was water off of a duck’s back. He always envied how she was able to take the blows, unlike him who would lash out like a cornered snake.

Maris gave a haughty laugh suddenly, “And who is she fooling with that dress? So tightly confining, trying to hide the sad fact of her appearance. Hate to break it to you, darling, but we all know you are fat. You can put a corset on a pig, but it still a pig–”

“Maris,” Aemond halted before the shadow of the north tower. Something white hot shot through him, like a well placed lightning strike down his spine. Heat raised from his core to his face, and which felt like it had combusted in fires of fury.

His tone clearly frightened her by the ghostly shade of her face, and the surprised gape she gave him. Aemond’s nostrils flared and his teeth grinded, a testimony to his self control, as he held back saying something he would regret. He had many things he wished to say… Many belittling insults that would be satisfying to wield, but that would mean he was defending his enemy.

And yet… when Maris mocked Valeana’s appearance, it felt like it was an insult to his own person.

“It is not becoming of a lady to demean another’s appearance,” The volume of his voice was painfully controlled; each word was pulled from a taut jaw. It had the desired effect of intimidating her, as Maris pulled away from his arm and shrank under his scrutiny.

“I–I only meant… Please, I apologize, my Prince,” Maris dipped into a stiff curtsey, her head bowed in shame. “I got…I got carried away.”

Aemond turned away from her, shooting his attention to the east, but staring at ultimately nothing. The black canvas of the sky served a respite for his bristled mind, so he concentrated on it for a few beats before exhaling slowly from his nose and pursing his lips. When he returned his eye to Maris, she was holding herself and avoiding his ire by regarding her shoes peeking out from underneath her mustard skirts.

He extended his hand to her, an olive branch and a silent gesture of forgiveness, “Come on. I do not wish to anger your father by loitering too long.”

Maris’ dark eyes met his briefly, and her small smile conveyed that she was relieved she had not angered him into completely casting her off. Though the truth of it is, she did. Whatever charm Aemond found in her had vanished. Now she was no better than everyone else… no better than Aegon, Jace, Luke or Floris. No better than himself.

The loss of the little Princess Visenya weighed as freshly on Rhaenyra’s mind as it did the day it happened. She knew it would come eventually, since the day she was born with physical deformities that were both marred her sweet visage and impeded her ability to breathe. When the maesters saw that they were actually able to see her heartbeat through a thin layer of translucent indented skin (as if a dragon’s claw reached and plucked a chunk of her flesh and it had healed over), Rhaenyra knew her only daughter was not meant for this world. It was a miracle that Visenya lived for as long as she did, but eventually a chill caught in her lungs, and the babe was no longer strong enough to hold on.

Rhaenyra always wanted a daughter. Five pregnancies, each time she prayed to the Mother to grant her one, but the Crone decided she preferred irony and bestowed her son after son. Visenya… She chose the name of her daughter in her youth, and it was a name she kept firmly to her chest until that day could come. She wanted her daughter to be who she failed to be: a warrior, a conqueror, a queen worthy of the name. And then… When she finally got her Visenya, that dream vanished. All Rhaenyra could do was hold her for as long as she could until the inevitable day came when the Stranger would take her from her arms and escort her soul on a billow of smoke from a black pyre.

The funeral had been held two days ago, but Rhaenyra couldn’t rid the smell of ash from beneath her nose. She spent most of her time alone in her chambers, only gracing her presence to her guests when appropriate. After the funeral, people dispersed from the island one by one, but those closer to her remained. Namely, her family, and the Celtigars, who in some respects were a dear neighbour. Granted, Bartimos was more of a friend – if you could call it that – with Daemon, and the lord of Driftmark, who was still unconscious in bed, showing no signs of recovery.

Rhaenys at least attended the funeral, bringing Baela with her. Though the former only remained for two days, the latter remained to help console her step mother along with her twin, Rhaena.

Baela and Rhaena, the only daughters Rhaenyra was allowed to have. While she loved them greatly, they were not a part of her like her sons were. She did not see herself in them, as she wished to see in Visenya. She looked at them and saw her goodsister, the late wife of the man she was now married to. She envied Leana for having such beautiful, strong daughters.

Daemon came to her, interrupting her silent grieving a day after the fire finally died down to embers in the pyre. He strode to the vacant armchair across from her, and regarded her like he usually did, with violet eyes through a curtain of silver lashes as if he could read her mind. Or at least tried to. He was not good with weakness, nor emotion, but he could recognize it when he saw it. His daughter’s death pained him as much as it did Rhaenyra, but his grief took him to other places, and that is why he was incapable of knowing how to console his wife. Daemon didn’t even know how to face his own heartache.

“Lord Bartimos spoke to me earlier,” He broke the silence at last with a tilt of his head to try to catch Rhaenyra’s eye. She was staring out the window, where Seasmoke flew in the distance, baying into the sea to express his loneliness. When she only acknowledged him with an uninterested hum, he continued. “He had an interesting proposal regarding Jacaerys.”

At the mention of her son’s name, Rhaenyra tore her eyes from the window, and acknowledged her husband’s presence. She hadn’t the capacity to show any more interest than a simple, “What about him?”

“A betrothal between him and his eldest blood daughter, the Lady Valeana.”

Rhaenyra inhaled deeply as she pushed herself off the back of her chair, eyes returning back to the expanse of the sea beyond the window. It annoyed her that Bartimos would bring such a matter on the week of her daughter’s death, but she also could not blame him. She, Daemon and their brood should have been in King’s Landing, and that proposal would have been brought to her. At least he had the decency to ask Daemon instead of interrupting her mourning.

Rhaenyra remembered little Valeana. The nasty business that happened with her and her half brother had slipped her mind after all these years. Outside of that, she remembered Valeana to be a sweet girl, talented in embroidery and singing. Although a bit rotund, she had a pretty face, and delighted Rhaenyra’s company a fair amount. The Princess had many fond memories of her, as if she were one of her own kin. Valeana had distinctly beautiful hair, which Rhaenyra took pleasure in plaiting when she could. She frequently scolded her sons for picking on her, but boys would always be boys, and would never listen to their mothers. The Crown Princess pitied the girl, to be sure, especially after knowing Lysa Lannister, and her close relationship she had with Rhaenyra’s parents. Valeana’s silver-gold hair a testimony to her Valyrian heritage, and had her eyes been purple like her own, Rhaenyra wondered if her daughter would have looked like that. She vaguely recalled how her chin was similar to her own.

But Daemon knew Bartimos more than she, despite the decade she spent on the council with him. Particularly in the recent years, when the Lord of Claw Isle was in constant business with Dragonstone, Driftmark, and Pentos across the narrow sea. Rhaenyra hasn’t seen Valeana Celtigar since she broke her leg, but she has met Clement more times than she could count.

If Visenya had lived, if she was the first to be born, Rhaenyra could see her daughter marry the boy. Though it seemed the Crone presented her with a different alternative in uniting Celtigar, Velaryon and Targaryen blood.

“What do you think?” Rhaenyra asked, wetting her lips when she realized how dry they were. “Have you met her?”

“Once or twice,” Daemon gave a shrug. “A melancholy girl. Barely left her chambers from the times I was at the Isle.”

“I do not blame her,” Rhaenyra shook her head sympathetically. “She nearly lost her ability to walk, all due to the cruelty of arrogant boys.”

“Boys will be boys.”

“Boys who will be boys, grow up to be men who will continue to be boys.”

Daemon smirked, snorting silently through his nose, “I think it is a smart match. Valeana’s dowry is hefty. Largest offer I’ve heard so far, which can be useful in the future. She is of Valyrian descent, and at the ripe age for siring heirs. Jace could do worse.”

“But is she fit to be a Queen?”

“I suppose that is a question only you can decipher in time. She is currently in King’s Landing, awaiting with the rest of the Realm for the Conclave to begin.”

Rhaenyra looked down at her hands, where she fiddled with a hangnail on her thumb, “I do not think I’m ready to return.”

Daemon remained silent, deciding to sit with his urge to convince her to stop her weeping and move on. There was work to be done, and life did not hold still for the grieving. But, he couldn’t… This was Rhaenyra. His Rhaenyra. And she grieved for their daughter. Their little princess.

“I could go in your stead. Bring the boys with me, and Baela and Rhaena can remain with you until you are ready.”

“If ever.”

Daemon smiled ruefully, “You are to be Queen, Rhaenyra. Eventually your kingdom needs to see you actually care for it. If not tomorrow, then soon. And I do not believe you fully trust me to keep your sons in line.”

Rhaenyra failed to contain the curve of her smile at the last statement, “You would encourage them, no doubt.”

“As fathers do with their sons.”

Rhaenyra rubbed her hands on her thighs, then sat upward, “It is decided then. I’ll speak with Jace, so he is not blindsighted by it. Though I wish for him to have his free will– if he, or Valeana, do not care for each other, I cannot force them to be husband and wife.”

“And what of Luke? Shall I comb through the gently bred maidens of court for a bride for him as well?”

Shaking her head, she also laughed, albeit soft and airy. “No. No, I have been thinking about proposing to Rhaenys about a marriage between him and Rhaena. They have grown close over the years, and it would please both she and Corlys to have her as Lady of Driftmark.”

Daemon gave a gentle nod in acknowledgement to her wisdom, “Is there anything else?”

Rhaenyra gnawed down on her bottom lip as she folded herself slightly over her thighs with intertwined fingers cupping one of her knees. She fiddled with her fingers, thumb continuously brushing over the hangnail, embracing the slight sting of pain to anchor herself to reality.

“I should speak to my father. I want to hear his counsel on this.”

CHAPTER TWENTY SNEAK PEAK Bartimos lifted up his head, the weight of fatherhood weighing on his shoulders and mind as he regarded his first two children. He rested his violet eyes onto Valeana, and asked softly, contradicting the tone he was using earlier. “Valeana, your brother has a point… Why would you agree to court a man who teased you relentlessly and ruthlessly as a child?” “We talked about that,” Val responded, in truth this time. “He apologized for it, sincerely, and… did me a selfless favour to earn my forgiveness. Princess Helaena could vouch for him, father, if that eases your doubts.” Clement’s jaw stiffened as he and Bartimos shared a look; the former still heated with disapproval, silently urging his father not to relent. The latter looked conflicted. Finally, the silence was broken by Ursula’s placating hand on her husband’s arm. “Dear, mayhaps now is the time to tell her.” “Tell me what?” Bartimos hesitated before answering, looking between her, his wife, and son. He righted himself, and slowly walked around the armchair, making his way over to Valeana. “My dove,” Val’s eyes narrowed at the nickname, for being suspiciously used after the lectures she had to endure seconds ago. “I do not want you to court Prince Aegon.”

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Viva Lucha! Season 2 Episode 06

[Scene opens to a shot of a mirror. In the reflection we see someone familiar looking at different colored ties for his suit. His face is familiar but the expressions on his face are not because we have never seen Emanuel Gonzalo Carranza, el jefe of Viva Lucha, look so concerned.]

EGC: .. Red?

[He moves the red tie away from his collar area and holds up a dark blue one now.]

EGC: Blue?

[His head shakes and his face grimaces.]

EGC: I just can not decide!

[He grimaces for a moment longer when..]

*SWOOSH*

[We quickly pan over to see that we are inside his office where he apparently has added a mirror to his wall furnishings. But that is not important, his door is open and standing there with an expression of panic and concern is Professor Where!]

PW: Mr. Carranza! You have got to help me!

[Carranza has a mortified look for a moment as he holds the ties in his hands. He quickly shakes his head and tosses the ties aside and puts on an angrier expression.]

EGC: What do you think you are doing?!

[Carranza motions to the door.]

EGC: You think you can just barge into my office without an appointment?!

[Where sighs and makes a pleading expression.]

PW: My apologies, Mr. Carranza. I should have knocked first, I know.

EGC: You are DAMNED right you should have knocked first!

PW: But.. This is urgent!

[Where heads over to the chair stationed in front of Carranza's desk. El jefe rolls his eyes and then walks over to the door and closes it before making his way to his big comfy chair behind the desk and settling down in it with a tired expression.]

EGC: Ok. Alright. What is it Professor? What is so urgent you disturb me like this when it is not even business hours?

[Where leans forward.]

PW: It's Mary Sue, Mr. Carranza! Did you not see what was done to her?!

[Carranza shrugs his shoulders.]

EGC: I know the Robot kingdom did something to her.

PW: They used EL MARTINETE on her!

EGC: Not OK Boss is ... eccentric.

[Where has a horrified look on his face.]

PW: Eccentric?!

[Carranza rolls his eyes.]

EGC: He is insane, OK! He is maybe a psychopath.

PW: But that isn't even the worst part! The Cyborg Kingdom TOOK HER afterwards!

[Carranza throws his hands up in the air.]

EGC: The people LOVE Cyborg King! What do you want me to do about it?!

[Where's eyes grow wide as if he is dealing with a mad man.]

PW: I just want to find Mary! I've been looking and looking but no one has seen any sign of her or the robots or the cyborgs!

[Carranza taps on the desk.]

EGC: What is happening tonight, Professor?

[Where thinks about it for a moment and then makes a confused face.]

PW: Ladies night?

[A dark smile grows on Carranza's face.]

EGC: Si. Ladies Night. The only action those fans will see later tonight are the best female fighters in the entire world in my arena.

PW: So...

[Carranza rolls his eyes in frustration.]

EGC: I thought you were supposed to be smart or something. The Robot Kingdom and the Cyborg Kingdom have no reason to be here tonight! They are busy in Mexico with Tradicion Lucha Libre duties. So...

[He shrugs.]

EGC: I can not help you get answers and quite frankly...

[Carranza jabs a finger towards Where.]

EGC: I do not want to see you here tonight because tonight.. It is ALL about the ladies.

PW: But...

[EGC points towards the door.]

EGC: Good day, sir.

[Where's face has a look of pleading and desperation before defeat settles in. He nods sadly and gets up, walks to the door, opens it, walks out and then closes the door behind him. Carranza watches the door for a few moments before jumping out of his seat and quickly positioning himself in front of the mirror again.]

EGC: What about...

[He reaches offscreen and then holds a dark green tie up to his collar.]

EGC: Hmmm.....

[He studies his reflection as we fade to a black screen with white text that reads...]

"EGC Inc. & Tradicion Lucha Libre Present"

[And then red, green & white screens flash with silhouetted figures leaping off of turnbuckles while this theme song (https://youtu.be/f-Tx8JPHa6A) plays and then we get the logo..]

VIVA LUCHA!

[We cut to inside the packed VL Arena and we pan over the cheering fans who we notice immediately are predominantly female wrestling fans! There are ladies with signs cheering on the Elements! There are ladies with signs cheering on the Class of 2010! There are even ladies with signs for the Goblin Queen! And of course the Japanese fan contingent is representing in their usual spot! We get shots of all of this before we go to the announce table where Jose Ignacio and Diego Hernandez are both dressed in sharp looking dark blue suits with gray ties as they greet us with smiles.]

JI: Hola, fans and welcome to LADIES NIGHT here in VIVA LUCHA! I am Jose Ignacio and this is my broadcast colleague, Diego Hernandez!

[Diego rolls his eyes.]

DH: This again? When will you learn, Jose? I am not just anyone I am a HERNANDEZ! And while I am the hero in many ladies dreams my heart belongs to only one.

[Jose's eyes nearly bulge out of his head with surprise.]

JI: You have a girlfriend, Diego?!

[Diego makes an offended expression.]

DH: Why do you say that like it is such an impossible thing, Jose?! And NO I do not have a girlfriend but my heart is the belonging of the Enigmatic Masked Beauty who shall fly across the sky spreading fairy dust and joy to all!

[Jose shakes his head and soldiers on.]

JI: Well indeed we WILL be seeing "The Beautiful Master" Lady Warhawk later tonight because she will be competing in one of two cibernetico matches that are part of La Reina del El Centro tournament going on tonight to crown a number one contender for the JPWF Women's World Championship! The winner of those two ciberneticos will meet later tonight in our main event.

DH: We learned something else about those ciberneticos earlier, right?

JI: Si, Diego! Before going on the air we learned there was a random draw to create unique pairings in the teams so that will no doubt add a layer of intrigue to everything. But we can not forget that the winner of this tournament will be facing the winner of another match later tonight because the Goblin Queen will make her FIRST defense of the JPWF Women's World Championship when she goes one on one against the Elements' Gloria Butler!

DH: There is much history between those two from Bastard Stampede, Jose!

JI: It will be a heated battle for sure and tonight is set to be history filled night all around. So let's go to the ring where ring announcer Fernando Rodriguez is standing by to get LAIDES NIGHT started!

[We cut to inside the ring where we see Fernando, dressed in a highlighter pink tuxedo with highlighter yellow polka dots, a turquoise shirt and neon green bow tie and shoes.]

FR: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Viva Lucha's.. LADIES NIGHT!

[HUGE LADIES NIGHT POP]

FR: The following contest is a CIBERNETICO MATCH!

[HUGE POP]

FR: And is part of LA REINA DE EL CENTRO TOURNAMENT!

[BIGGER HUGE POP]

FR: Introducing the first team....

["When the Levee Breaks" by Led Zepplin ERUPTS over the PA and the fans LOSE THEIR MINDS MARKING OUT LIKE KIDS!]

FR: From the ELEMENTS.. Here are.. RACHEL "ARCEE" CARLISLE and.. TESLA ST. JAMES!

[MASSIVE SUPER DUPER POP as Tesla & Rachel walk out onto the entrance stage and proceed on their way towards the ring. Carlisle lookes fired up but St. James looks NEXT LEVEL THROUGH THE ROOF INTENSE as she stomps towards the ring.]

JI: The Elements have really taken the women's division by storm in Viva Lucha! Earlier this season they won a big atomicos match against the Class of 2010 and we have spoken often about the RAGE burning in Tesla St. James over the JPWF Women's World Champion, the Goblin Queen, destroying the MBC Women's World Championship belt.

DH: Well if she can win this tournament then she may get her wildest dreams come true to face off against the Queen of Destruction, unless her stablemate beats her to it tonight.

JI: That is a very real possibility.

[They climb into the ring and Carlisle pumps a fist towards the crowd who MARK OUT! Tesla goes to a corner and stares at the canvas with a burning fire in her eyes.]

DH: That is one scary look, Jose!

JI: Indeed.

[Music begins to play, (this music: https://youtu.be/B4dVbFhDmvQ ), and fans, especially Girl Fight fans, JUMP to their feet with SURPRISE!]

FR: Completing the first team and making their VIVA LUCHA DEBUT!

[POP]

FR: Here are CATHERINE MACDONALD and CRISTIANA from... THE CLASS OF 2011!

[A SURPRISINGLY BIG POP for the girl from Ireland and her stablemate from Portugal as they make their way out to the entrance ramp. Catherine is SUPER EXCITED to be there and is handing out high fives to fans while Cristiana arrogantly glares at everyone with a sneer on her face.]

JI: I can NOT believe it! The Class of 2011 are IN VIVA LUCHA!

DH: Cristiana, she has some bad blood with Teresa Villa of the Class of 2010, no?

JI: Si, Diego! Famously in 2014 during a ten woman elimination falls count anywhere match pitting Class of 2010 against the Class of 2011 in the Girl Fight promotion, Cristiana and Villa both fell of a balcony to the floor below, blinded by their blood lust against each other. And then there was the famous Iberian Grudge Match between them in Madrid that Villa ended up winning.

[MacDonald and Cristiana enter the ring and Catherine motions to the fans while Cristiana rolls her eyes.]

DH: Are you sure these two are in the same stable?

JI: Yes. There are many different and conflicting personalities in the Class of 2011.

[The music dies down and another bit of music, (this one: https://youtu.be/kuIG2vobCRg ), plays and fans JUMP TO THEIR FEET MARKING OUT!]

FR: And now introducing the second team! From the CLASS OF 2010.. Here are... ANNA WILLIAMS and TERESA VILLA!

[HUGE POP as Williams, Villa and Valerie Bloom walk out onto the entrance ramp. Anna & Teresa are in their ring gear while Bloom is dressed in the Class of 2010 hoodie and designer jeans and sneakers.]

DH: Oh boy, Jose!

[Cristiana is BRISTLING in the ring as she shoots DEATH MURDER EYES towards the Spaniard, Teresa Villa as she makes her way towards the ring. Catherine introduces herself to Carlisle and tries to introduce herself to St. James but the redhead isn't very social tonight.]

JI: We should have known that these two would cross paths almost immediately here in Viva Lucha. They are eternal rivals fated to do battle forever!

[A very excited Anna Williams climbs into the ring and jumps around pumping her fist in the air as Valerie Bloom and Villa climb in after her.]

*BUMP*

[GASP]

DH: Wow!

JI: It's kicking off already!

[Cristiana bumps full on into Villa as soon as she enters the ring and now MacDonald is having to pull her stablemate back while Williams and Bloom hold Villa back as well!]

Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!

JI: We haven't even gotten all of this team out to the ring yet and the crowd is ready for the throw down to start.

DH: Iberian passion is contagious it seems, Jose!

[Suddenly new music plays over the PA, (this music: https://youtu.be/gPbaanAn30E ), and fans, especially the Tradicion Lucha Libre and Girl Fight fans.. JUMP TO THEIR FEET!]

FR: Here is.. SENORA ROJA!

[Roja, with her red mask and red gear, walks out and flashes a cocky smile towards the crowd who are to be honest... MARKING OUT!]

JI: The last time we saw Roja in Viva Lucha she was still the Mexican National Women's Champion. She has since lost the championship to Maria Torres in Mexico but now she is here in Viva Lucha!

DH: There is no ruda like her, Jose! No one better take her for granted because she will find a way to win this cibernetico, you watch and see!

[Roja, who's hips move side to side as she walks towards the ring, eats up the love the crowd is giving her.]

JI: Despite being a ruda, Roja has remained very popular in our native country of Mexico but recent months her popularity has risen here in the States because of her instagram account.

DH: Her work out videos, her pictures with her pomeranian, her beach photos.. It is a must follow account, Jose! I follow it!

JI: (very quietly) So do I.

DH: What was that, Jose?

JI: N-nothing. Nada.

[Roja climbs into the ring and she gives Williams, Villa and Bloom the look over before laughing and motioning to the fans.]

[RUDA POP]

[Tesla St. James is looking ready to EXPLODE in her corner.]

DH: I hope this match starts soon or who knows what that one will do.

JI: St. James is very focused tonight on the task ahead.

[Suddenly the lights begin to dim and fog begins to emit around the entrance stage.]

[WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON POP]

DH: What is happening?

JI: I.. Am going to guess the last member of the second team is about to make their entrance but.. I can't think of who it could be?

[Fans watch as the fog builds up and then music, (this music: https://youtu.be/LYV2Gtql370 ), plays and fans KIND OF FREAK OUT!!]

DH: No!

JI: Oh My!

[A figure with dark hair and tattered clothes makes a herky jerky walk through the fog and the dim lights.]

FR: And completing the second team AND making their VIVA LUCHA DEBUT... here is.... ZOMBIE GIRL!

[IT IS REALLY HER SUPER KITSCHY OVER THE TOP MARK OUT POP]

[The lights go blue and purple as Zombie Girl, with her white, black and purple face paint, makes her way towards the ring doing a zombie walk and biting at the air. Fans are FREAKING OUT! Everyone in the ring has stopped what they are doing and are staring with kind of weirded out expressions except for Tesla St. James who just looks ready to punch someone's face in.]

JI: ZOMBIE GIRL is in Viva Lucha!

DH: Oh, Jose. El jefe is a smart man indeed! The MERCHANDISE sales for her are going to go through the roof!

JI: Indeed, she was a major merchandise mover for the Girl Fight promotion despite not being a very note worthy fighter.

[Zombie Girl climbs into the ring and makes zombie poses before biting in the air towards the Pink Masked referee who and Fernando Rodriguez who quickly SCRAMBLES out of the ring!]

[SCARED THE RING ANNOUNCER POP]

JI: For the viewers at home we will quickly go over the rules of the cibernetico match. It is an elimination style match where competitors can tag out to their partners if they wish to do so but usually works as a series of singles matches with surviving competitors switching out with team mates for the next round. The eliminations do not stop til only one competitor is left the victor which can mean that team mates may end up fighting each other if a team was to successfully eliminate all of the other team.

DH: They get it, they get it, Jose! Let the tournament commence!

********************************************************** La Reina de El Centro Qualifying Match: [Cibernetico Rules]

Tesla St. James [Elements], Rachel "Arcee" Carlisle [Elements], Catherine MacDonald [Class of 2011] & Cristiana [Class of 2011]

Teresa Villa [Class of 2010], Anna Williams [Class of 2010], Senora Roja & Zombie Girl **********************************************************

[Anna, Teresa and Roja begin to discuss who will start out for them when Zombie Girl starts biting towards them and the three of them climb out of the ring and allow her to start off for their team. Cristiana tries to assert she will begin for her team but Tesla St. James grabs her and shoves her through the ropes and asserts that she will start off.]

[HUGE POP]

DH: Guess that settles that debate.

JI: It is one way to do it.

[Pink Mask motions to Fernando who rings the bell..]

*DING*

[BIG POP]

JI: THE FIRST CIBERNETICO OF LA REINA DE EL CENTRO IS OFFICIALLY UNDERWAY!

DH: When will you retire that line?! The torment!

[Zombie Girl rushes at Tesla with clawing motions and biting at the air. The redhead dodges the bites and swipes before planting her feet and LAUNCHING at Zombie Girl with a STIFF European uppercut that floors the undead grappler! Tesla scrambles for an ankle lock but Zombie Girl quickly grabs ahold of her leg and starts to BITE it! St. James releases the ankle lock and scrambles away and flashes FURIOUS eyes at the horror themed fighter. Zombie Girl bites at the air as she gets to her feet and charges again only for Tesla to catch her with a knee to the midsection before hooking her for a SIDE RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP! Tesla scrambles to her feet as Zombie Girl rolls over onto her stomach and then gets on all fours and begins crawling around the ring after St. James biting at the air.]

[ZOMBIE POP]

DH: I do not know why people love this but.. they love it!

JI: The power of pop culture, Diego.

[Zombie's antics only seem to piss Tesla off more and the Canadian fighter kicks her opponent in the face before pulling her up to her feet, hooking her head and...]

*WHAM*

[BIG POP]

JI: WHAT A DDT by St. James!

DH: She planted her HARD, Jose!

[Zombie Girl lays motionless while Tesla gets to her feet and starts to reach down and grab her opponent when...]

*SPRING*

[HOLY MOLY POP]

DH: AIEEEEEEEEEEE!

[Zombie Girl SPRINGS UP onto her knees with her hands up and biting at the air with renewed passion! St. James jumps back for a moment, caught a bit off guard by this sudden spring to life but then she sees it's more zombie antics and she is RENEWED in her anger! Zombie gets to her feet and lunges for Tesla only for St. James to side step out of the way and hook Zombie Girl by her arms from behind and...]

*THROW*

*THUDDDADOOOMATHUDDDD*

[MASSIVE HOLY MOLY GIANT POP]

JI: GONE TO TEXAS! St. James hit her Tiger Suplex on Zombie Girl out of nowhere!

[Pink Mask leaps to position and starts the count..]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[HUGE POP]

FR: ZOMBIE GIRL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

JI: Tesla St. James making a strong statement here by eliminating Zombie Girl quickly!

[Tesla climbs out of the ring onto the apron while Zombie Girl is rolled out of the ring by the pink masked official. Catherine MacDonald leaps into the ring, just beating Carlisle into making it in first, and Anna Williams is ready to jump in when Senora Roja grabs her shoulder and shakes her head and then steps in.]

DH: Look like it will be the Irish against Roja next, Jose!

[Catherine is fired up and goes to lock up but the former Mexican National Women's Champion side steps her and strikes one of her swimsuit poses from her Instagram account with a smile. MacDonald is agitated by this and rushes at her Mexican masked opponent who catches her with a boot to the midsection before dragging Catherine to the ropes and dragging her face along the top rope! MacDonald stumbles away holding her face in pain while Roja laughs then follows after her. Roja rakes Catherine's back before spinning her around and grabbing two handfuls of hair and tossing the Irish fighter across the ring by her hair! MacDonald gets to her knees before eating a boot to the face and then Roja hops onto her back and applies a surfboard submission hold and the pink masked official asks if Catherine wants to give up but MacDonald says "No".]

JI: Some cheap tactics have gained Roja this advantage.

DH: All that matters is having the advantage, Jose, and Roja has it!

[Roja stretches Catherine for a while before releasing the hold and running off the ropes for a double knee drop.. But MacDonald rolled out of the way! The fighter from Ireland pulled herself up and caught the former Mexican National Women's champion with a series of forearm smashes before hitting a vertical suplex! MacDonald then climbed to the 2nd turnbuckle, motioned to the fans and lept off with an elbow drop but now it was Roja's turn to move out of the way! Roja tried to set up for a Roja Driver but MacDonald fought out of the attempt and went for a small package!]

ONE!

TWO!!

TH-NO!

[POP]

JI: Catherine MacDonald almost eliminated Roja!

DH: She was pulling the tights, Jose! She was cheating!

[Catherine went to grab Roja but the masked ruda slipped behind her and rolled her up with an inside cradle and grabbed a handful of tights!]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[RUDA POP]

FR: CATHERINE MACDONALD HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

JI: Roja pulled the tights to eliminate MacDonald!

DH: What?! You are spreading lies, Jose! She was just pulling up the tights to save the modesty of her opponent!

[Roja laughs heartily after getting away with cheating as she climbs out of the ring. Villa and Williams give her a disapproving look before Anna hops over the ropes and into the ring. Carlisle is ready to get in the ring as MacDonald curses on her way out but Cristiana dives through the ropes to beat her to it. Tesla cracks a smile actually at her stablemate's frustration at not getting in the match yet. Cristiana looks Anna up and down with a disgusted look then points at Villa and tells her to get in the ring.]

[BIG POP]

Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!

JI: This crowd really wants to see the Iberian rivalry tonight!

DH: Villa wants to give it to them!

[Teresa motions for Anna to tag her in but Roja gets in the way and shakes her head "No". Anna and Villa argue with the ruda but the masked ruda... talks to them and is explaining something.]

JI: I did not think we would see Roja talking strategy with her team mates.

DH: Well ultimately it is every competitor for themselves in a cibernetico, Jose. She no doubt has an end game here that she wants to play out.

[Villa and Williams listen to Roja's case and... They agree with her! Villa flashes an antagonizing smile at her Portugese rival as she now refuses to get in the ring and it's Williams who is ready to do battle. Cristiana is ENRAGED at this and charges at Villa in the corner but Anna grabs her from behind and ROLLS HER UP!]

ONE!

TWO!!

THR-NO!

[BIG POP]

JI: Cristiana's rage nearly got her eliminated in seconds!

DH: Temper will kill all ambition in this world, Jose. It is only right to lose it when it involves you.

[Cristiana scrambles to her feet and lunges for the niece of Stephanie Delacroix but Williams dodges and catches the Portugese with a forearm smash before scooping her up and slamming her down! Cristiana scrambles to her feet only to eat a dropkick which sends her into a corner. Anna pumps her fist and charges into the corner with a running shoulder tackle that doubles the Portugese over! Cristiana stumbles out of the corner and collapses to her knees as Williams climbs to the 2nd turnbuckle. The angry Portugese fighter gets up only to be blasted across the ring with a FLYING FOREARM SMASH! Anna scrambles to make a cover but Cristiana rolls away and grabs the ropes to pull herself up quickly. Cristiana looks at Anna with wild eyes and then at Villa who is now laughing and pointing at her Iberian rival after a signal from Roja.]

JI: Villa seems to be employing some mind games on her Iberian rival.

DH: This is really the work of Senora Roja, Jose. The master plan begins to take shape here.

[Cristiana GROWLS as she tries to run past Williams to charge at Villa but Williams trips her to the canvas and starts to set up for a BOSTON CRAB! But Cristiana wiggles free and scrambles to her feet and throws a wild right punch at Anna who dodges while hooking the arm and taking Cristiana down into a BACKSLIDE ROLL UP!]

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE-NO!

[POP]

JI: Cristiana's temper once again has nearly costed her in this match.

DH: The plans of Roja are paying off!

[The Portugese gets to her feet as quickly as she can only to be find herself scooped up once again and slammed down on the canvas yet again! Williams gives her a standing elbow drop before pulling her up to a seated position and slapping on a headlock! Cristiana rages and flails about while Anna grinds the side headlock. Not finding a way out the Portugese escapes the only way available.. BY CLAWING AT ANNA'S FACE!]

[BOOS]

JI: Cristiana CLAWING at Williams' face!

DH: Well it broke the headlock, Jose.

[Anna grabs her face and stumbles away while Villa and Valerie Bloom protest outside the ring. Cristiana gets to her feet and grabs ahold of Anna's wavey hair and slams her back of headfirst down on the canvas by it!]

[BOOS]

JI: Our fans are not happy with this.

DH: They are not fighting in a match with a chance to fight for a shot at the most prestigious belt in female fighting also, Jose.

[Anna grimaces as she holds the back of her head while laying on the canvas. Valerie Bloom, not an active competitor in the match, watches with high concern as Cristiana starts to climb the turnbuckles. The Portugese points at Villa and tells her to watch what she does to Teresa's stablemate and very loosely related relative via the marriage of Pablo O'Connor and Stephanie Delacroix. Cristiana prepares to leap off the turnbuckle when...]

*SHOVE*

*THUD*

[WOWZA POP]

DH: CARAMBA!

JI: VALERIE BLOOM! She.. She just shoved Cristiana off the top!

DH: She is not in this match, Jose!

[Roja looks at Bloom with a look of horror while Valerie looks a bit surprised at what she just did herself. The pink masked referee looks at Cristiana on the canvas then at Bloom on the apron and motions to Fernando.]

FR: As a result of a disqualification.. ANNA WILLIAMS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[BIG BOOS]

JI: Valerie Bloom has gotten her stablemate eliminated in a move to protect Williams!

DH: Everyone needs to watch their temper, Jose! Look at what it has nearly costed Cristiana and now has costed Williams by no fault of her own!

[Anna sits up and throws her arms in exasperation at Bloom. Valerie shrugs with a pleading look and the official motions for both women to leave the ringside area. Williams rolls out of the ring and complains at Valerie who apologizes profusely as they make their way to the back.]

JI: Interestingly enough on our last episode Valerie saved Williams from getting slapped by Mary Sue.

DH: There is something afoot there, Jose.

[Rachel has a MASSIVE smile on her face because NOW she FINALLY gets to jump into the match... But Cristiana rises and shakes a finger at the Elements member.]

[BOOS]

JI: Cristiana isn't stepping out?

DH: I think we all know what is going on here, Jose.

[The Portugese adamantly shakes her head and finger at Carlisle and St. James and grabs the pink masked official and states she is not leaving the match. Arcee protests and Tesla's anger seems to be firing up again but the official maintains that Cristiana can stay in the match if she chooses to. And then with a dark smile Cristiana turns and points at Villa. Teresa nods her head and looks towards Roja. The masked ruda is recovering from her plans falling apart a bit by Valerie Bloom's impulsive actions and she gives an irritated nod. And Villa hops into the ring.]

[HUGE POP]

JI: Oh boy!

DH: The Iberian rivalry brought to you by Cherry Cola!

JI: Que?!

DH: We have to work in the plugs more, Jose!

[The Iberians walk up to each other in the middle of the ring and Cristiana begins the trash talking. Teresa listens for a bit then chuckles and...]

*SMACK*

[GIANT POP]

[The forearms and elbow smashes begin FLYING as both women tear into one another! Back and forth the blows fly before Villa's shots hit harder and faster and Cristi is staggering into the ropes! Teresa trips her Portugese rival and starts to lock on a legbar! Cristiana frantically scrambles away and grabs the ropes. Villa grabs Cristi's legs and drags her away from the ropes before going for a twisting toe hold but the Portugese kicks her away. Cristiana gets to her feet and she leaps onto Villa with a LOU THESZ PRESS and starts raining hard shots down on her rival! But Teresa catches her right arm and rolls over on top of her and starts to put on a Cross Arm Breaker! Once more Cristi scrambles free and this time hugs the ropes while shooting death glares at her rival.]

[BIG POP]

JI: The technical prowess of Teresa Villa is giving Cristiana lots of problems!

DH: Well she was strained by Lotus Flower, no?

JI: Lotus Flower of the Class of '96 and Team Love fame from Japan. Considered by many to be one of the most knowledgeable trainers in all of professional wrestling.

DH: Roll ups and submission wrestling are her forte and you see it on display with Villa.

[Cristiana circles around Villa more cautiously but still looking at her with eyes of pure anger and hatred. They go to lock up and the Portugese uses the great equalizer..]

[BOOS]

JI: A thumb to the eye!

DH: That is the best way to counter anything, Jose!

[Cristiana gleefully assaults her rival with punches to the face with her right hand while holding her by the hair with the left. Pink mask gets on her case about it so Cristi drags Villa to a corner and goes to ram her face first into the turnbuckles but Teresa blocks it and elbows her rival HARD in the stomach which causes her to stumble away!]

[POP]

[Villa then goes to grab Cristiana but gets a rake to the face for her troubles. The Portugese grabs Villa and charges at the corner and shoves her with all she has into the corner chest first! Villa bounces to the canvas and quickly finds herself gasping for air as Cristiana chokes her with a knee!]

[HUGE BOOS]

JI: Cristiana is outright choking her here!

DH: Temper, Jose. Temper is still the issue.

[Pink mask puts a count on Cristiana and she lets up only to then begin choking Villa with her forearm! Villa kicks about and the official starts another count and when the Portugese breaks the choke Villa quickly rolls away. Cristiana curses at her Iberian rival and follows after her, dragging Villa up and going for a BACKDROP SUPLEX.. but Villa struggles free and lands behind Cristi, grabs her and pushes her into the ropes before using the momentum off the ropes to roll her up!]

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE-NO!

[POP]

JI: Cristiana just barely escaped there!

DH: She needs to watch her temper, Jose! We mentioned already, Villa has been trained by someone who is a master of roll ups and submissions!

[The Portugese is all anger and emotions as she scrambles in a mad rage to lunge at her rival who proves Diego a PROPHET because she hooks Cristiana and then..]

[HUGE POP]

JI: VILLA HAS CRISTIANA ROLLED UP WITH A LOTUS-CLUTCH!

DH: CARAMBA!

JI: The referee is leaping into place...

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[GIANT POP]

FR: CRISTIANA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[Cristiana screams in gutteral RAGE and frustration while Villa rolls towards her corner while holding her throat.]

JI: Cristiana let her anger blind her and she got caught by a roll up invented by Lotus Flower that is nearly impossible to kick out of!

DH: Tesla would be smart to learn of what dangers await those who follow blind rage, Jose!

[St. James is giving the anger a break actually because she is chuckling as her stablemate, Rachel Carlisle, gleefully jumps into the ring.. FINALLY getting her chance to fight in this match! Roja climbs in while Villa catches her breath on the apron. Cristiana is on the floor and is still RAGING at being eliminated by her rival.]

JI: Officials are trying to get Cristiana to head to the back.

DH: She will have lots of chances to fight her rival in the future but it is over tonight.

[Carlisle and Roja begin circling one another until they lock up. Rachel puts a side headlock on the masked ruda who pulls on the tights of her opponent to push her towards the ropes before attempting to whip her off of her. Attempting because it doesn't quite work out that way, Arcee keeps the headlock on and drags Roja away from the ropes. Meanwhile outside the ring, Cristiana is raging at the officials who want her to head to the back while Villa rests on her knees on the apron in her corner, still recovering from being choked by the Portugese. Inside the ring Roja once again pushes Carlisle to the ropes and this time succeeds in whipping her off of her, breaking the side headlock. As Rachel runs off the ropes Roja goes for a clothesline but the Element ducks, hooks the ruda's arm and HIP TOSSES HER ACROSS THE RING!]

[BIG POP]

JI: What a hip toss by Carlisle!

DH: She pulled on the mask!

JI: We all know Roja is the one most likely to do pulls in her offense here, Diego.

[The former Mexican National Women's Champion scrambles to her feet only to get tossed over again, this time by an arm drag and then Carlisle slaps another side headlock to ground the masked ruda. Outside the ring Cristiana FINALLY heads to the back and we get a POP from the fans over that. Back in the ring, Rachel is setting up and then hits a vertical suplex on Roja. The masked ruda rolls towards the ropes but her Element opponent grabs ahold of her and drags her up to her feet and scoops her up and hits a backbreaker! Roja grits her teeth from the pain as Arcee goes for the cover but the ruda gets free before the count can begin.]

[WHAT'S HAPPENING POP]

JI: There seems to be some kind of commotion..

DH: OH!

[Cristiana, with at least three officials following her, comes running out from the back with a steel chair in her hand and before Villa knows what is happening..]

*SMACK*

[CHAIR SHOT POP]

JI: WHAT IS SHE DOING?!

DH: She is getting some revenge, Jose!

[MASSIVE BOOS as Villa collapses onto the apron holding her back. Pink mask, Rachel and Roja all stop what they're doing in the ring and watch as Cristiana threatens the officials before lifting up the chair and...]

*SMACK*

JI: That's TWO chair shots!

DH: Villa may have won the battle but it appears Cristiana is winning the war!

[Teresa is in a world of pain as officials finally grab the chair out of Cristiana's hands. The Portugese curses at them but then curses at Villa before angrily heading towards the back. Roja quickly glances at Carlisle and the pink masked referee not paying attention to her and then she springs into action!]

[RUDA POP]

JI: ROJA IS CATCHING CARLISLE OFF GUARD WITH A ROLL UP!

DH: The official sees it now, Jose!

[Tesla tries to shout a warning to her stablemate but Roja gets the pull of the tights...]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[HUGE RUDA POP]

FR: RACHEL CARLISLE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[Roja leaps in the air and pumps her fist in celebration while Arcee is SHOCKED that she just got flash pinned by the ruda! Tesla is PISSED now for sure and she starts climbing into the ring. The masked ruda quickly scrambles out of the ring, grabs the injured Villa and shoves her through the ropes and into the ring before making as innocent a face as a masked ruda can make.]

[Half SUPER BOOS half SUPER RUDA POP]

JI: Oh! Now come on!

DH: Que?

JI: Villa just ate TWO chair shots from Cristiana! She can't be expected to do battle right away!

DH: Senora Roja had the option to step out of the match, Jose, and.. She has chosen to exercise that.

[St. James GLARES at Roja while Carlisle offers the redhead her encouragements before leaving the ring, frustrated at how little time she got in the match. The Pink masked referee checks on Teresa Villa who grimaces as she struggles to get to her knees. Tesla gives one last death ray look at Roja before rushing past the official and dragging Villa up to her feet.]

JI: I think Roja will not have bought herself as much time as she is hoping for.

[Tesla scoops up Villa before...]

*THUDADOOM*

[HOLY MOLY POP]

JI: GOLGOTHA DRIVER!

DH: CARAMBA!

JI: St. James with the cover...

[The Pink Masked official shakes her head but goes to make the count.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[BIG POP]

FR: TERESA VILLA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[Senora Roja shakes her head, unhappy with how things are turning out, while St. James rises to her feet and points at the masked ruda and motions for her to get in the ring. Pink Mask has officials help her get Villa out of the ring.]

JI: I am not sure what Roja's plan was but it must be out the window now.

DH: Her plan was easy to see, Jose. She was going to have Anna use the blind anger of Cristiana to eliminate her then hope Villa could catch Carlisle in a Lotus-clutch or a submission and then use both Anna and Teresa to wear down St. James for her to finish up.

JI: QUE? How do you know all of that?

DH: I do not KNOW for sure, Jose, but it seems the obvious conclusion. But as you said, it is pretty much out the window now.

[Roja climbs into the ring but quickly ducks back through the ropes and out of the ring as St. James comes charging at her. Tesla climbs out of the ring and gives chase to Roja. The ruda slides back into the ring and tries to catch St. James following in after her but Tesla fakes the slide in and Roja's attack hits canvas and Tesla reaches in and pulls Roja out of the ring to the floor outside and BLASTS her with a STIFF European Uppercut that sends the masked woman from Mexico to the floor!]

[HUGE POP]

JI: Roja is giving Tesla every opportunity she has been wanting now to release all her anger and frustation!

DH: Do not forget the lessons of Cristiana, Jose! Blind anger can lead to a downfall!

[Tesla drags the masked ruda up and whips her HARD into the office wall of el jefe, EGC. We see the blinds open on the office window and spy Carranza peering out as St. James pulls Roja up once again and now rolls her under the ropes and back in the ring where she follows in after her. Roja scrambles to her feet and goes for an open handed chop to the chest but Tesla uses both hands to knock it away and nails a knee to the midsection. Roja doubles over and St. James hooks her head and hits a SWINGING NECKBREAKER! St. James goes for a cover but Roja scrambles out from under her and tries to roll towards the ropes. The redhead catches her and drags her from the ropes and pulls her scooping her up and..]

*THUD*

[BIG POP]

JI: What a sidewalk slam by St. James! She's going for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

[BOOS]

DH: YES!

JI: Roja thumbed Tesla in the eye to get out of the pin attempt!

DH: Everything is on the line right now, Jose!

[Tesla holds her eye as she growls. Roja uses the ropes to get to her feet and then then launches an attack on St. James with forearm smashes and open handed chops but Tesla staggers her back with a HARD elbow smash and then the redhead grabs Roja by her masked head and put her head under her jaw and falls down sending Roja stumbling into a corner from the impact of the Jawbreaker! Tesla charges in with a knee another elbow smash before climbing onto the 2nd turnbuckle and beginning to rain punches down!]

Crowd: ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

[MASSIVE BOOS]

JI: Come on!

DH: Que?

JI: Roja used a rake to the eyes to stop St. James!

DH: Well the Canadian was using PUNCHES on her, Jose! Like I said, everything is on the line! One of these two women are going to the finals, Jose!

[Tesla stumbles, blinded by the rake the eyes but is then FLOORED by a running DROPKICK from the masked ruda. Roja gets to her feet and rests against the ropes, catching her breath and recovering. When St. James gets to her feet Roja jumps her from behind and then sends her backfirst into a corner. The former Mexican National Women's Champion walks away, doing her exaggerated side to side hip movement and winking at the crowd before charging at her foe with a jumping knee...]

*THUD*

[GIANT POP]

JI: ST. JAMES MOVED OUT OF THE WAY! Roja hit her knee HARD in the corner!

DH: NO!

[Roja winces as she holds her knee, hopping on one leg out of the corner only for a look of surprise as Tesla grabs her injured leg. The masked ruda pleads for mercy but Tesla...]

*TWIST*

[MASSIVE POP]

JI: DRAGON CORKSCREW by St. James!

DH: AIEEEEEEE!

[Senora Roja cries out in pain as she holds her knee and Tesla only GLARES down at her opponent before pulling the ruda to the center of the ring and hooking the legs to set up...]

[HOLY MOLY SUPER DUPER POP]

JI: IRISH RED! ST. JAMES HAS HER TEXAS CLOVERLEAF HOLD ON ROJA!

DH: BAH!

*THUD* *THUD* *THUD*

*DING DING DING*

[SHAKE THE RAFTERS SUPER POP]

JI: ROJA TAPPED OUT!! Let's get the official word!

FR: SENORA ROJA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! The winner of the cibernetico and advancing to La Reina de el Centro finals is... TESLA ST. JAMES!

["When the Levee Breaks" hits the PA as Tesla leaps to her feet and does a little VICTORY ROAR! While the fans MARK OUT LIKE KIDS!]

JI: Tesla St. James is one step closer to her goal!

DH: I guess she is mastering her anger in all the right ways, Jose. It did not cost her like it did others earlier!

JI: What a win for St. James and in a bit we will find out who she will face in the finals when our other cibernetico commences!

[We get a few more shots of Tesla celebrating while Roja cradles her knee before we fade to the VL Arena lobby. There are several tables set up, all with merchandise- DVD’s, t-shirts, action figures. Fans are walking in front of the tables, and several of the Viva Lucha stars are behind the tables, chatting and taking pictures with the fans. One table has two of the Viva Lucha wrestlers hawking their wares. Terry Adams is selling DVDs of season 1 Viva Lucha, while "Overkill" Joey Malone is autographing a t-shirt to a fan.]

TA: I need to get a t-shirt of my own.

OJM: Definitely, man. If for no other reason than the freebies alone. My whole closet is full of them.

TA: At least I’d have something to wear for around the house. Still on my own for formalwear, though.

OJM: That's what the "Overkill 2007 Tuxedo T-Shirt" line was for. Came in glow-in-the-dark and day-go yellow.

TA: (raising an eyebrow) Two of them? And why would anyone wear them other than me?

OJM: Easy Hannukah presents.

TA: The DVD’s and posters are making a few extra bucks- but t-shirts are the big sellers. Heck, I’m even selling other people’s shirts to make rent.

[Holds up a Goblin Queen t-shirt that shows the Queen staring down and the phrase ‘NOW IS THE TIME WHEN YOU SHOULD RUN’ underneath. A fan walks over and holds out some money. Terry sells the Goblin Queen t-shirt, and pulls out another shirt- this one with a picture of the masked wrestler Question Mark and the words ‘YOU DON’T KNOW THE ANSWER’ underneath. Overkill grimaces as he sees the shirt.]

OJM: Yeah, don't be selling his shirts, man. He won't do you any favors.

TA: His shirt’s selling, and no one else is hawking them. How do you know that?

OJM: Trust my gut. I think he'd toss you down a well and laugh before helping you. Then he'd set it on fire. And seal it in concreate. With chainsaws. You need your own shirts.

TA: You’re not wrong, but…

[A trio of female fans approach the table, giggly and effervescent.]

Female #1: Joey, can you sign our melons?

[Terry's eyes go wide...]

TA: Ummm...

[...until the nice ladies bring out an assortment of Overkill branded honeydew, cantaloupe and watermelon.]

OJM: Oh and fresh fruit. Definitely fresh fruit.

[Joey turns to Terry with a smile.]

OJM: You won't see Question Mark bananas I bet.

TA: Fruit? I get the shirts, but… fruit?

OJM: Why not?

TA: Don’t they go bad?

OJM: Repeat business.

[Overkill finishes signing the fruit, and gets a joint picture with the ladies- one of them pausing to stop in front of Overkill and hand him a card with a phone number. Giggling, the women leave. Terry shakes his head.]

TA: I have GOT to get some merchandise of my own.

[We fade to inside EGC's office where we see el jefe himself, Emanuel Gonzalo Carranza, putting the finishing touches to his suit in front of the mirror.]

EGC: Do not keep me in suspense, Hector.

[A short, lean, mustached Mexican man dressed in a gray suit with a blue shirt and a dark gray tie and very short black hair, appears behind Carranza.]

H: I did some reserach about Mighty Bastard Championship and the legal status of their Women's World Championship. First, let me make clear that it was not easy finding information on this matter.

[Carranza rolls his eyes.]

EGC: I have never known Hector Moreno to be a man who cowers from difficult assignments.

[Hector nods.]

HM: I am not complaining, el jefe, rather explaining why the answers I have for you may not be complete ones.

[Carranza looks back at Hector with an annoyed expression.]

EGC: Are you telling me you have found nothing?

[Hector smiles nervously.]

HM: No, I have found something...

[Carranza returns to checking his outfit in the mirror.]

EGC: Then out with it, Hector!

[Moreno takes a deep breath then begins.]

HM: I have discovered the existence of a document that has all the answers for any question in regards to MBC championships. That document is... The Bastardnomicon!

[Carranza stops what he's doing, frozen as the name hits him. He makes an uneasy face.]

EGC: Really?

HM: Si, el jefe.

[Carranza swallows hard before making a worried face.]

EGC: Please tell me you did not bring that document into my arena, Hector.

[Moreno shakes his head.]

HM: No, el jefe. That is the problem actually. We can not FIND the Bastar-

[Carranza spins around quickly holding up a finger and Moreno stops talking.]

EGC: You do not have to repeat the name, Hector. Once is enough for a day.

[Carranza heads over to his desk as Hector follows.]

HM: Understood, el jefe.

[Carranza grabs his cellphone off his desk and some keys and turns towards Moreno with a dark smile.]

EGC: You have done well, Hector.

[Moreno is happily surprised.]

HM: Gracias, el jefe!

EGC: But I know you can do even better and that is why I am giving you the assignment of tracking this document down.

[Hector's smile fades.]

HM: You want me to track it down?

[Carranza smiles as he nods.]

EGC: Si, Hector. I am charging you with finding this document and discovering the answers to my questions about the MBC Women's World Championship. I know I can count on you to do this BUT...

[EGC leans in close, peering directly into Hector's eyes.]

EGC: Do not bring that document here into my arena under any circumstances!

[Hector nods his head with a frightened expression.]

HM: Si. Si, el jefe. Understood.

[Carranza straights up and arches an eyebrow.]

EGC: But find it, Hector. I need answers. Do not disappoint me.

[Hector nods his head.]

HM: I will find it, el jefe.

[Carranza looks towards the door.]

EGC: Now if you will excuse me, Hector.. I have a date.

[Hector is legit surprised at this and Emanuel flashes a mischievous smile as he heads towards the door. We cut back to the wrestling ring where the horribly dressed Fernando is standing by.]

FR: The following contest is a CIBERNETICO MATCH and is part of LA REINA DE EL CENTRO TOURNAMENT!

[HUGE POP]

["Return of the Phantom Stranger (Tuesday Night at the Chop Shop Remix)" by Rob Zombie plays over the PA and fans.. LEAP TO THEIR FEET MARKING OUT! And so does Diego.]

DH: BE STILL MY BEATING HEART!

JI: Diego! Calmate!

FR: Introducing the first team! From the ELEMENTS stable here is... "THE BEAUTIFUL MASTER"... LADY WARHAWK!!!

[MASSIVE POP as the beautiful masked wrestler in a very colorful gear and her red hooded cloak walks out towards the ring.]

DH: A thing of beauty is a joy forever! Its lovliness increases, it will never pass into nothingness, but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

JI: Diego! How do you know poetry by John Keats?!

DH: QUE?! Those words came from me, Jose! They are inspired by the enigmatic beauty arriving to the ring like a rose cutting through the drab and dredge of reality!

[Lady Warhawk leaps into the ring and climbs to the top turnbuckle and gets a HUGE POP from the crowd.]

DH: Your two masked eyes will slay me suddenly; Their beauty shakes me who was once serene; Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen!

JI: You really have to stop plagiarizing famous poems, Diego.

DH: QUE?! Masked beautiful goddess before me do not listen to the lies by my broadcast partner who is jealous of my Hernandez blood and upbringing!

[Suddenly music, (this music: https://youtu.be/sHb_FJOQ18w ), erupts over the PA and fans, especially the Japanese contingent and Girl Fight fans, GO ABSOLUTELY CRAZY!]

FR: From the FIERCE promotion in Japan.. From the CHAOS AD stable... Here are... T-HONDA and MEGUMI KOSAKA!

[Kosaka and Honda walk out with serious expressions on their faces. They ignore the crowd who are quite frankly LOSING THEIR MINDS FOR THEM as they make their way to the ring.]

JI: OH MY GOODNESS! Former JPWF Women's World Champion and also a former Double Crown Women's Tag Team Champion, Megumi Kosaka, is here with T-Honda to fight in La Reina de el Centro tournament!

DH: OH JOSE!! This is INCREDIBLE! Not only are these two of the very BEST female fighters on the planet.. ROY HARPER WILL BE JEALOUS BEYOND JEALOUS THAT HE IS NOT HERE TO SEE THIS!!!

[Lady Warhawk nods her head as she watches two of the best women's wrestlers from Japan climb into the ring. Kosaka and Honda glance at each other before looking over at the Beautiful Master. Both parties study each other for a moment before nodding their heads and go back to preparing for the match ahead.]

JI: There were talks that the FIERCE promotion in Japan were going to be doing some talent exchange with our parent promotion, Tradicion Lucha Libre, and possibly with us but when the incident happened involving the L-Crown and the Kings Of Wrestling's King of Kings Unified World Heavyweight Championship...

DH: Everyone thought we would be ostracized but look, Jose! Look at the talent from around the world we have showing up!

[New music, (this music: https://youtu.be/5kHiFYGQC4o ), plays and again the Japanese contingent and Girl Fight fans are FREAKING OUT!]

FR: Also from the FIERCE promotion in Japan.. And from the HORROR stable.. Here is... MOSURA RED!

[The masked wrestler from Japan walks out in her red and black gear and she strikes a "scary" pose before making her way quickly towards the ring.]

JI: Wow! Mosura RED is probably best known to our audience from her time in the Girl Fight promotion and WOW! Look at this team, Diego!

DH: They have the most beautiful masked goddess of the heavens, sea and land..

JI: Oh boy..

DH: They have a former JPWF Women's World Champion, another who was one time part of the world famous Perfect Girl Evolution stable as well as Team Love and who has fought for the pink belt and even the VLPW International championship and... Another Japanese fighter who will make Roy Harper CURSE AND THROW TRASH AROUND HIS ROOM BECAUSE HE IS NOT HERE IN EL CENTRO TO SEE IT IN PERSON!!!

JI: You really need to get over your thing of taunting Roy.

DH: NEVER!

[RED leaps into the ring and strikes another "scary" pose before stretching and preparing for the match ahead.]

DH: One thing is for certain, Jose.. The next team has a mountain to climb against a team with caliber this amazing.

JI: There is no telling who will be in this next team so it is hard to say, Diego.

FR: And now introducing the 2nd team...

[Music, (this music: https://youtu.be/kuIG2vobCRg ), plays over the PA and the crowd.. LEAP TO THEIR FEET!]

FR: From the CLASS OF 2010 stable.. Here are.. HARRIETT MORRISON and.. JUNO TAKAYAMA!

[Juno and Harriett walk out to the entrance stage and pump their fist for the fans who MARK OUT! They make their way to the ring with smiles plus determined looks.]

JI: The Class of 2010 representing in this cibernetico too, tonight!

DH: Jose, that is the most half-hearted hyping I think you have ever done.

[They climb into the ring and motion to the fans before Juno locks eyes with Kosaka and Honda. The CHAOS AD members flash a dark smile at Takayama.]

JI: Juno Takayama and Megumi Kosaka are from Osaka, Japan and along with Honda were part of the Team Love stable so the history between those three potentially make for some interesting match ups.

DH: And do not forget, Jose, that Juno if her blue hair, make up and gear is any evidence still idolizes Suzie Love who Kosaka and Honda have been bitterly feuding with for a few years now.

[New music, (this music: https://youtu.be/B4dVbFhDmvQ ), and fans POP!]

FR: And from the CLASS OF 2011.. Here are... AMANDA IRVINE and... BRITTANY YOUNG!

[HUGE POP as the little sister of the famous Young wrestling clan makes her way out towards the ring with her stablemate Irvine. Brittany gives out high fives on her way to the ring.]

JI: BRITTANY YOUNG IS HERE!

DH: Ah.. Are you OK, Jose?!

JI: She's the beautiful younger sister of Brett and Brian Young who missed nearly two years of action in the Girl Fight promotion due to injury but was always one of the most promising young talents to emerge in some time!

DH: Jose?!

JI: Si?!

DH: You.. You just said she was beautiful!

JI: Huh? Do what now?

DH: ... Are you OK?

JI: Si!

[Brittany and Irvine leap into the ring and motion to the crowd while Morrison seems unimpressed with them while Juno gives them a nod of the head.]

DH: I am going to make a prediction, Jose.

JI: Ok.

DH: The enigmatic masked beauty and her team will wipe out the other team and then have to fight each other until my masked goddess stands alone as the victor!

JI: Nothing biased at all.

DH: Well come on, Jose! You have to admit that one team is way more stacked than the other.

JI: I am not denying that on paper your scenario seems likely.

DH: Gracias.

JI: But you never know when a plucky underdog like Brittany Young could pull off an impossible victory.

DH: QUE?!!

JI: I am just-

DH: Have you gone LOCO, Jose?!

[As Jose and Diego work out their issues, Megumi Kosaka and Amanda Irvine are set to start out against each other and the pink masked referee calls for the bell.]

*DING*

********************************************************** La Reina de El Centro Qualifying Match: [Cibernetico Rules]

Lady Warhawk [Elements], Megumi Kosaka [CHAOS AD], T-Honda [CHAOS AD] & Mosura RED [HORROR]

Juno Takayama [Class of 2010], Harriett Morrison [Class of 2010], Brittany Young [Class of 2011] & Amanda Irvine [Class of 2011] **********************************************************

[Irvine is VERY excited to be there and circles around Kosaka enthusiastically while Megumi chuckles a bit. They lock up and Kosaka immediately overpowers Amanda and KNOCKS HER ON HER BUTT with a SIFF Forearm smash! Irvine holds her jaw but has no time to recover because the former JPWF Women's World Champion tries to put her boot through her chest before dragging her up to her feet and BLASTING Irvine with a HARD headbutt which sends the Class of 2011 member to the canvas like a sack of bricks!]

[HOLY STIFFNESS POP]

JI: MADRE Y DIOS! Irvine may be KO'D from that headbutt!

DH: I would not be one bit surprised, Jose! THE STIFFNESS! Roy would LOVE this!

[Brittany Young looks very concerned for her stablemate as Kosaka yanks the deadweight of Irvine up and hooks her from behind before..]

*TOSS*

*THUDDADOOM*

[HOLY HEAD DROPPAGE POP]

JI: CARAMBA! What a BACKDROP DRIVER by Kosaka!

DH: I think Irvine is finished already, Jose.

[Kosaka considers covering the surely KO'd Irvine but opts to drag her up to her feet again and hooking her from behind before...]

*TOSS*

*BOOMATHUDADOOMABOOM*

[DEAR GAWD HOLY MOLY RAVIOLI HEAD DROPPAGE OF DOOM POP]

JI: MADRE Y DIOS!

DH: Oh Jose... ROY HARPER WOULD SURELY LOVE THAT!

JI: That Dangerous German Suplex is Kosaka's finisher! This is surely over.

[Finally Megumi goes for the cover and the official makes the count.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[POP]

FR: AMANDA IRVINE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[Kosaka winks at Juno before climbing out of the ring. Takayama climbs in as Mosura RED hops in for the other side. Pink Mask and officials roll the KO'd Irvine out of the ring and Brittany hops off the apron to check on her stablemate.]

DH: I state again I feel one team is going to sweep the other.

JI: We shall see, Diego. This next match is interesting though. Both Mosura RED and Juno Takayama were part of the same rookie class in the Girl Fight promotion. These two have some history as well!

[Juno and RED lock up in the middle of the ring and the taller Juno slaps on a side headlock and squeezes her opponent's masked head before going for a go behind. Mosura looks for a way out and fires a backwards elbow to froce a break. RED then spins around and hits a forearm smash across Juno's chest but Takayama replies with a STIFF forearm smash of her own which sends the HORROR member down to a seated position. Kosaka and Honda nod at each other, appreciating the technique in Juno's strike. RED goes to swipe Juno's legs out from under her with a kick but Takayama avoids with a leap before plowing into Mosura with a diving elbow smash!]

[BIG POP]

[Juno drags Mosura to her feet and hits a HARD open handed chop to the chest before going for a scoop bodyslam. RED fires off some shots to struggle free and then kicks at Juno's right knee. Takayama replies with a HARD elbow smash that stuns the HORROR member before...]

*WHAM*

*THUD*

[HOLY STIFFNESS POP]

JI: What a WALLOPING clubbing forearm shot upside the head by Juno!

DH: That was very much like her idol Suzie Love, no?

JI: Si!

[Kosaka and Honda roll their eyes outside the ring at Juno busting out Suzie Love moves. RED is on rubber legs after that blow and Juno motions to the crowd before runnning off the ropes and charges and .. ]

*SMACK*

[HOLY MOLY POP]

JI: WHAT A RUNNING YAKUZA KICK BY TAKAYAMA!

DH: CARAMBA! Her legs are so long and she got such force behind that, Jose!

[Juno picks up the dazed RED and whips her into a corner before charging in with another Yakuza Kick but...]

*DODGE*

*THUD*

[YIKES POP]

JI: Mosura RED moved out of the way and Takayama may have tweaked her leg on the turnbuckles!

DH: We just saw a similar thing happen to Senora Roja in the other cibernetico too!

[Takayama grimaces as she holds her knee and Mosura quickly capitalizes by hitting a dropkick at the knee! Kosaka and Honda laugh as Juno grabs at her knee while Lady Warhawk watches with a stoic masked expression. Harriett yells out encouragements to her stablemate while Brittany Young warms up a bit on the apron. RED goes after the knee with stomps, elbow drops and knee drops before trying to lock on a Figure Four leglock but Juno manages to kick her foe away. RED retaliates with a running double foot stomp on the knee and Juno rolls around in obvious pain.]

JI: Juno Takayama is in a BAD way now with her knee being worked over.

DH: Do not forget, Jose.. I predicted a clean sweep for one team!

[RED tries going for the figure four again but Takayama manages to pull herself to the ropes to prevent the attempt. The HORROR member hops onto Juno and starts raining hard shots down but Juno PUNCHES her full on in her masked face and RED falls right over!]

[HUGE POP]

DH: SHE PUNCHED HER!

JI: Si, she did!

[Juno slaps at her leg as she pulls herself up using the ropes while Mosura RED stumbles up to her feet, reeling from the blow. Takayama rests in a corner until RED charges and Juno moves out of the way. Mosura spins around out of the corner right into...]

*WHAMMMM*

*THUDDD*

[HOLY MOLY STIFFNESS RAVIOLI POP]

JI: WHAT A LARIAT BY JUNO!

DH: She nearly took her masked head off!

[Kosaka and Honda roll their eyes at Juno pulling out Suzie Love moves again while Takayama slaps at her leg and starts feeling the fighting spirit flow through her. Mosura pulls herself up to her feet in a daze and Juno charges..]

*SMACKABOOM*

*THUDD*

[SUPER DUPER WOWZA POP]

JI: JUNO SMASH!

DH: CARAMBA!

[Juno scrambles for the cover on the KO'd Mosura and the pink masked official jumps in position.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[HUGE POP]

FR: MOSURA RED HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[Takayama pumps her fist as she limps to her corner and climbs out of the ring. As Pink Mask and officials roll the out of it Mosura RED, T-Honda motions towards Lady Warhawk and the Beautiful Master chuckles then nods her head and leaps into the ring while on the other side Harriett Morrison climbs into the ring.]

JI: Well your prediction of a sweep is now busted, Diego.

DH: Doth I worry about my wrongs when the sun, the moon and the stars illuminate this thing called life with the mystery of masked beauty?

JI: Madre y dios!

[Morrison and Warhawk go to lock up but the quicker masked grappler avoids Harriett's grab and hits a series of kicks before sending the Class of 2010 member into a corner with a dropkick. The Beautiful Master charges in and leaps onto Morrison before sending her FLYING with a MONKEY FLIP TOSS!]

[HUGE POP]

[Harriett, now kind of flustered, scrambles to her feet only to get taken off it with an arm drag takedown. Lady Warhawk quickly leaps over the ropes onto the apron before leaping onto the top rope and springing off with a SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK to a seated Morrison before going for the cover!]

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

[POP]

JI: Lady Warhawk is proving to be too quick for Morrison to deal with!

DH: Did you doubt such enigmatic masked beauty, Jose?

[Morrison struggles to her feet while Juno tries to warn her that the Beautiful Master is already on the top turnbuckle but Harriett knows soon enough when her opponent plows into her from the sky with a cross body press!]

[GIANT POP]

JI: Warhawk with a cover..

ONE!

TWO!

TH-No!

DH: I think Harriett used some trick to break the cover of the mysterious masked goddess!

JI: Or she just kicked out, Diego.

DH: We will see how you act when your precious Brittany is in the ring, Jose.

JI: I.. I don't know wh-what you are talking about!

[The Beautiful Master leaps towards the ropes and springs off going for another high flying move but with a warning from Juno, Morrison is able to catch her and then SLAM her down to the canvas!]

[POP]

DH: THE GODDESS!!

[Harriett tries to catch her breath before Warhawk gets to her feet. Morrison charges in and sends the Beautiful Master FLYING into a corner with a HARD shoulder tackle! Harriett runs a hand through her Justin Bieber hair and pumps a fist towards Juno who offers her encouragements. Morrison pulls Warhawk out of the corner and whips her to the ropes and goes to catcher on the rebound but the Beaufiul Master LEAP FROGS over Harriett! When Morrison spins around it is right into ... ]

*SMACK*

*THUD*

[GIANT SUPER POP]

JI: PELE KICK BY WARHAWK!

DH: VIVA ENIGMATIC BEAUTIFUL MASTER OF MI CORAZON!

[To Juno's dismay Lady Warhawk hooks her stablemate's head and then leaps onto the ropes and spins through the air before..]

*THUDDADOOM*

JI: TORNADO DDT!

DH: VIVA MYSTERIOUS GODDESS OF MASKED BEAUTY!

[Warhawk scrambles up the turnbuckles and then...]

*LEAP*

*ROTATIONS*

*BOOMATHUDDADOOOM*

[MASSIVE HOLY MOLY WOWZA HIGH SPOT POP]

JI: QUETZL-CHAOTIC! 450 SPLASH! QUETZL-CHAOTICAAAAAAAAAIEEEEEEE!!

DH: SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! SIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

[As both commentators MARK OUT for the high spot and the crowd is ALOS MARKING OUT, the Beautiful Master goes for the pin and the pink masked official gets in position.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[GIANT POP]

FR: HARRIETT MORRISON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[Juno shakes her head in despair for her stablemate while Pink Mask helps Morrison out of the ring. Takayama gives Brittany Young a thumbs up as she climbs into the ring. On the other side Warhawk hops back onto the apron and Honda climbs in and pops her knuckles with a smile.]

DH: It has to be said that Honda has impeccable make up and styling.

JI: She was in Perfect Girl Evolution at one point in time. But more importantly, Diego, we now get to see what Brittany Young has to offer!

DH: Do you not mean the "beautiful" Brittany Young, Jose?

JI: I.. I don't know what you mean.

[Young is eager to lock up with Honda. Tomoko chuckles as she makes B-Rit wait for the lock up as she stretches and loosens up in a mocking fashion. It takes the Young clan member a moment to realize her Japanese opponent is making fun of her warming up on the apron earlier.]

JI: I don't think it is a smart move to mock any member of the Young family.

[Brittany makes a face at Honda and calls her a not nice word.]

[BIG POP]

DH: Such language!

JI: What beautiful fire!

DH: YOU SAID BEAUTIFUL AGAIN!

JI: QUE??

[Honda doesn't like being called what she was called and she rushes at Young who avoids the attack and catches the CHAOS AD member with a hip toss sending her across the ring! Kosaka shakes her head as Honda scrambles to her feet and charges at Young once again. Brittany catches Honda with a drop toe hold, tripping her to the canvas before going for a ROLL UP but Honda quickly scrambles out and rolls to the ropes and glares at Young.]

[BIG POP]

JI: Brittany Young is SHAKING UP THE WRESTLING WORLD RIGHT NOW!

DH: What the...?

JI: Look at her hanging in there against one of the best women's wrestlers on the planet!

DH: Calm down, Jose.

[Brittany motions for Honda to bring it and Tomoko wants to blow up but she doesn't, she closes her eyes and she takes a deep breath before getting to her feet and shooting a more focused look at her opponent. Both women circle each other before locking up and Honda immediately SLAMS a hard forearm against Brittany before DROPPING her with a STIFF elbow smash!]

[DANG STIFFNESS POP]

JI: OH! She may have hurt Brittany's face with that strike!

DH: And why are you worried about her face, Jose?

JI: Because it is so.. I mean.. I just worry for the general health of all competitors in Viva Lucha.

DH: Sure.

[Brittany scrambles to her feet while holding her face but Honda is all over her with kicks to the legs and midsection! Young tries to block the strikes but hard ones get through and she staggers into the ropes before charging out with a DROPKICK.. but Honda side steps out of the way and ... ]

*WHAMM*

[OH DEEYAMNNN POP]

JI: BRITTANY!!

DH: That was a kick to the head, Jose!

JI: MADRE Y DIOS!

[Young rolls around holding her head but has no time to recover because Honda is on her and pulling her up to her feet before hooking her from behind and..]

*TOSS*

*THUDDD*

[HEAD DROPPAGE POP]

JI: AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

DH: Finally, Jose knows my pains!

JI: Honda hit a BACKDROP DRIVER on beautiful Brittany!

DH: AHH! YOU SAID IT AGAIN, JOSE!

JI: AIEEEEEEEEEEE!

[Brittany grabs her neck as she goes into almost a fetal position and a smile returns to the face of T-Honda. Tomoko mockingly motions for Young to "bring it" before dragging the Class of 2011 member to her feet and hooks her by her waist and...]

*TOSS*

*THUD*

[SUPLEX POP]

DH: Honda sure knows how to get impact on her Gutwrench Suplexes, right Jose?

JI: I.. Ah...

DH: While you are speechless let me give a shout out to one Roy Harper because.. HE WOULD REALLY LOVE THAT SUPLEX!

[Honda chuckles as she pulls Young to her feet and whips her to the ropes. Tomoko prepares to go for her signature.. DOUBLE HANDED MONGOLIAN CHOPS...]

*DODGE*

[HUGE POP]

JI: BRITTANY! SHE DID A CARTWHEEL TO AVOID HONDA'S MONGOLIAN CHOPS!

DH: WOW!

[Tomoko is legit caught off guard by Brittany dodging her attack and is then caught more off guard when B-Rit PLOWS INTO HER WITH A RUNNING DROPKICK!]

[GIANT POP]

JI: YES! YOU CAN DO IT BRITTANY!

DH: I do not know what to think about this change in you, Jose.

[Honda bristles as she scrambles to her feet while Young sprints off the ropes, charging at her opponent with a clothesline... But Honda ducks and Brittany spins around right into..]

*SMACKABOOM*

*THUDDD*

[SWEET LORD HAVE MERCY STIFFNESS POP]

JI: AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

DH: WHAT A DOUBLE MONGOLIAN CHOP BY HONDA! Oh, Jose! Lo siento! She knocked your girl FLAT! I think Young had the air knocked out of her!

JI: She.. She is not my girl, Diego! I.. I do not know why you would say such.. Such things!

DH: HA!

[Brittany is indeed coughing and gasping from the unbelievably stiff mongolian chops but she tries to scramble to her feet only to find herself hooked from the front by her opponent who...]

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOMATHUDADOOMMM*

[DEAR SWEET LORD HEAD DROPPAGE TO THE EXTREME POP]

DH: EXPLODER SUPLEX! EXPLODER SUPLEXAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

JI: B-RIT!!

DH: EXPLODERAHHHHHH SUPLEXAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

JI: Brit- Wait. What are you DOING, Diego?!

DH: I am trying to rub it in the face of Roy Harper by using his ridiculous suplex reactions.

[Honda covers the KO'd Young and the official makes the count.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

FR: BRITTANY YOUNG HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

[Juno sighs as Pink Mask rolls Young out of the ring and Honda and Kosaka flash HUGE smiles at their former Team Love stablemate.]

DH: Jose, I know you are at a loss for words because of what just happened...

JI: *sighs*

DH: But... Juno Takayama is now ONE against THREE! So... I WAS PRETTY MUCH RIGHT AFTERALL!

[Takayama climbs in with a look of determination and fight in her eyes. Kosaka and Lady Warhawk both look willing to step inside the ring but Honda shakes her head and motions that she wants to take on Juno.]

[BIG POP]

JI: Juno Takayama has seen all of her team mates fall and now she is alone against three of the best fighters in the world!

DH: I pretty much set that up already, Jose.

JI: Oh.

DH: While you were digesting your Brittany downer.

JI: *sighs*

[Juno and Honda begin circling each other and then go to lock up but Honda fakes and kicks at Takayama's right knee! Juno tries to move away but Honda follows after her with more kicks towards the right leg. Takayama is backed up against the ropes and Honda tries to pull her off the ropes but Juno...]

*SMACKABOOM*

[WOWZA POP]

JI: What a STIFF forearm smash by Juno!

DH: Honda was staggered!

[Tomoko holds her face and glares at Takayama who puts on a fairly aggressive face herself. Both ladies go to lock up but once again Honda fakes out to kick at Juno's leg. Juno grits her teeth and BLASTS Honda with another forearm smash! Honda fires back with a HARD elbow smash and then both ladies begin trading forearms and elbows back and forth!]

[HUGE STRIKE EXCHANGE POP]

JI: These two ladies are BLASTING each other with hard shots!

DH: They do know they have to fight TESLA ST. JAMES if they make it out of this cibernetico match, right? You would think everyone would save some for the chance they make the finals!

JI: But you have to make the finals to fight in it.

DH: Verdad.

[Juno follows a HARD open handed chop to the chest with a knee to the midsection, doubling Honda over... and sending Takayama stumbling away holding her knee.]

DH: Not smart.

[Tomoko straightens up only to get scooped up by the taller Honda and slammed down hard. Juno reaches down to grab her opponent only for Honda to kick her right knee, sending the Class of 2010-er stumbling into the ropes! Tomoko gets to her feet and charges in with a knee strike to Juno's right leg, sending Takayama collapsing to the canvas! Honda drags Juno away from the ropes and goes to work on the knee with elbow drops, leg drops, knee drops and even a double knee drop! Takayama rolls around in pain!]

JI: Takayama is finding herself in an even deeper hole in this match!

DH: Soon she will be out of this match and the goddess of mysterious masked beauty will be poised to win this all!

JI: But once Juno is gone then it is basically two CHAOS AD members against one Beautiful Master?

DH: I have faith in the undeniable spirit of masked beauty!

[Honda drags a limping Takayama to her feet and hits several clubbing forearms to the back of the neck before going for a Double Underhook and trying for a suplex... But Juno blocks it and...]

*STAND*

*THUD*

[BIG POP]

JI: Back bodydrop counter!

DH: It will not matter, Jose. Look!

[Juno's knee buckles under her and she drops to one knee while grimacing. Honda scrambles to her feet and BLASTS Juno from behind with a hard elbow smash to the head! Once Juno is down, Honda stomps at her foe's right knee before dragging her to a corner and rolling out under the ropes. She holds Juno's leg away from the ring post while the pink masked official puts a count on her and..]

*SMACK*

[BIG BOOS]

JI: Honda just slammed Takayama's knee over the ringpost!

DH: She is grounding her out of this match and this tournament, Jose.

[Juno cries as she pulls herself away from the corner while holding her knee. Honda climbs back inside the ring to hear an earful from the referee but she ignores the pink masked official completely and goes after Juno's knee with more stomps and kicks. Takayama tries to roll away to the ropes but Honda pulls her away and then drags Juno up, hooks her by her knee and lifts her up...]

*CRUNCH*

[OH DANG POP]

JI: KNEEBREAKER by Honda! Takayama has to be in unbearable amount of pain now!

DH: I would not be surprised if she were to quit right now.

[Takayama cries as she rolls around holding her knee. Honda chuckles and mocks Juno's crying.]

[HUGE BOOS]

[Tomoko laughs at the fans until she hears a chant start..]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

JI: This crowd!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

JI: Listen to them!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Honda frowns at the fans and shakes her head at them. Takayama meanwhile hears the crowd too and looks out at them...]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Tomoko laughs as she goes after her former Team Love stablemate. Honda pulls Juno up and goes for a vertical suplex..]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[But Takayama blocks it!]

[POP]

[Honda scoffs and tries again..]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[But Juno blocks again!]

[BIG POP]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Takayama cries out as she lifts up Honda into the air as a counter!]

[GIANT POP]

DH: Wow!

JI: Takayama!

[Juno grits her teeth as she semi-hops on one leg as she holds Honda up in the air and then...]

*THUDAWHAMADOOOM*

[HOLY FUCKING MOLY HEAD DROPPAGE FOR THE AGES POP]

DH: CARAMBA!

JI: DANGEROUS BRAINBUSTER BY TAKAYAMA!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[The crowd is MARKING OUT while Juno clutches at her knee and grimaces in pain and Honda lays on the canvas nearly out after being dropped on her head!]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Takayama grabs the ropes and uses them to help her to her feet. Honda stirs as Kosaka yells out to her. Juno limps over, while wincing from the pain, towards her opponent and goes to grab her but Tomoko springs into life and kicks her right in her injured knee! Juno staggers as she clutches at her knee and Honda gets to her feet and..]

*SMACK* *SMACK*

*THUD*

[HOT DAMN STIFFNESS POP]

JI: BRUTAL Right Left Elbow Smash combo by Honda!

DH: I hope she does not hit the enigmatic mystery of lovliness like that!

[Honda holds her head but shakes it off and glares down at Juno before pulling the Class of 2010-er up to her feet. Honda struggles to scoop Juno up, Juno being 6 inches taller, before putting her onto her shoulders and starts charging to the middle of the ring for her RUNNING POWERSLAM... But Juno struggles free, lands on left foot and uses all the force she can muster to push Honda chest first into a corner and the turnbuckles!]

[HUGE POP]

DH: How does she keep fighting back?!

[Honda staggers out of the corner backwards and Juno hooks her from behind, grits her teeth before crying out and...]

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOMASLAMADOOOM*

[NO FREAKING WAY HOLY MOLY MARK OUT MANIA HEAD DROPPAGE EXPLOSION POP]

JI: MADRE Y DIOS! JUNO SPIKED HONDA ON HER HEAD WITH THAT HALF NELSON SUPLEX!

DH: HALF-NELSONAHHHHHHHH! SUPLEXAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HEAD DROPPAHHHHHHHHH! ROY HARPER SUCK IT AHHHHHHHHH!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[With the crowd THUNDEROUSLY CHANTING HER NAME, Takayama lays on the canvas clutching at her knee, crying, while Honda lays motionless from the drop on her head!]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

JI: If Takayama could capitalize she could eliminate Honda right here but after all the damage to her knee?!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

DH: It would not matter if she got past Honda here, Jose! Kosaka, a former JPWF World Champion, and the MASTER OF MASKED BEAUTY would be waiting and she could never get past them in this state!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Juno grabs the ropes and cries out as she pulls herself up to her feet. Honda begins to stir but is clearly out of it! She tries to get to her knees but slumps back down. Takayama limps over as Honda again starts rising to her feet. Tomoko nearly falls back down but catches herself and pushes up to her feet, dazed and out of it and ill prepared for...]

*SMACKACRACKASLAMMABOOOM*

*THUDDDDABOOOM*

[MIND BLOWN EXPLOSION POP]

JI: SUZIE LARIAT! TAKAYAMA USED SUZIE LOVE'S SUIZIE LARIAT!

DH: LARIATOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH! ROY WISHES HE WAS HERE OOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!

[Juno collapses on the KO'd Honda, not even able to make a decent cover, and the official jumps into position.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[SUPER DUPER GIANT POP]

FR: T-HONDA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Takayama rolls to a corner and cradles her right knee and cries while Pink Mask and the officials get the KO'd Honda out of the ring.]

JI: Gracias, Juno! You have avenged Brit-

DH: OY! Jose!

JI: Que?

DH: Do not ruin the moment with your new found infatuation issues!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Lady Warhawk and Megumi Kosaka turn towards one another and begin having a game of rock, paper, scissors.]

[WOAH POP]

JI: Interesting.

DH: Si.

[HUGE POP]

JI: It looks like Lady Warhawk has won the game of rock, paper, scissors!

[Kosaka shakes her head at having thrown paper only to get scissored but then nods her head and the Beautiful Master leaps into the ring.]

DH: SI!

[The Beautiful Master stretches for a moment while Juno grimaces and grits her teeth as she pulls herself up to her feet with the ropes. Takayama limps towards the Elements member and goes to lock up but Warhawk, with her superior speed, shoots for Juno's right knee and trips her to the canvas! Warhawk goes for a hold on Juno's leg but the Class of 2010-er scrambles for the ropes to break the attempt and the Beautiful Master gives a clean break.]

[SPORTSMANSHIP POP]

JI: Juno Takayama has a giant target on her injured right knee.

DH: And the comet of enigmatic masked wonders will streak across the skies and burn it for victory!

[Juno uses the ropes to get to her feet and goes to lock up with her opponent but Lady Warhawk this time leaps in with a dropkick right at the knee, sending Takayama to the canvas holding her knee! Warhawk scrambles and grabs Juno's legs and LEAPS OVER WITH A JACK KNIFE ROLL UP!]

[POP]

ONE!

TWO!!

*SMACK*

[WOAH POP]

JI: Juno hit Warhawk HARD on the midsection to break that pin!

DH: That was dirty!

JI: Pretty sure it was not, Diego.

DH: BAH!

[The Beautiful Master rubs her midsection as she gets to her feet while Juno rolls to the ropes and uses them to pull herself up only to fall back down with a cry when her opponent PLOWS into the back of her knee with another well aimed dropkick! Takayama rolls around while holding her knee and the Parts Unknown native hops onto the turnbuckles and ascends to the top while watching Juno struggle. Then...]

*LEAP*

*BOOMAWHAMATHUD*

[WOWZA HOLY MOLY RIBBIT RIBBIT SUPER DUPER POP]

JI: FROG SPLASH! Lady Warhawk hit that frog splash right on Juno's legs!

DH: FANTASTICO! MAGNIFICO! INCREDIBLE! VIVA WARHAWK VIVA!

[Juno cries out as she rolls towards the ropes while clutching her knee but her opponent grabs her and drags her from the ropes before leaping up and hitting a standing elbow drop on her opponent's injured knee. Warhawk then attempts to grapevine Juno's leg but the Osakan scrambles for the ropes and gets them, leading to another clean break.]

[SPORTSMAN POP]

DH: What are you doing winged angel of masked perfection?! YOU MUST RUTHLESSLY DESTROY HER!

JI: I do not think that is how the Beautiful Master operates, Diego.

DH: But... VICTORY! GLORY!

[Juno pulls herself up with the ropes and limps towards her opponent but is quickly taken down when Lady Warhawk shoots for the leg and trips her opponent to the canvas. The Elements member tries to put Juno's leg over her shoulders to go for a submission but Takayama struggles violently free and settles for hopping to her feet and BLASTING the knee with a low dropkick! While Takayama writhes in pain, clutching at her knee, Kosaka watches Lady Warhawk intently, studying her, as she climbs up the turnbuckles.]

*LEAP*

*ROTATIONS*

*BOOMABLAMATHUD*

[HOLY HIGH SPOTS WOWZA POWZA MEGATRON CANNON BLAST POP]

JI: 360 SENTON!! INCREDIBLE-AHHHHH HIGH SPOT 360 SENTONAIEEEEEEEEEEE!

DH: TE AMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[With the commentators MARKING OUT and the crowd MARKING OUT, the Beautiful Master scrambles for the cover, hooking both legs and the pink masked official gets in position...]

ONE!

TWO!!

TH-NO!

[POP]

JI: Takayama manages to kick out!

DH: BAH! BOOOOOO!

JI: Diego...

DH: BOOOOO!

[Juno grits her teeth as she tries to drag herself to the ropes but the Beautiful Master cuts her off with a leaping kneedrop to the legs! As Takayama cries from the pain, Warhawk heads to another corner and climbs up, Kosaka taking mental notes all the while.]

JI: Kosaka seems to be studying Lady Warhawk closely here.

DH: It is only a matter of time before it comes down to Kosaka and the Beautiful Master, Jose. Plus who can resist watching this flame that draws us lowly moths into the irresistible fire?

[Warhawk waits as Juno labors to get to her feet and then she leaps off...]

*FLIES*

*SMACKABLAMAWHAMABOOOM*

*THUD*

[HOLY FRIJOLES STIFFNESS OF DOOM POP]

DH: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

JI: SUZIE LARIAT! JUNO CAUGHT WARHAWK IN MID-AIR WITH THE SUZIE LARIAT!

DH: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

JI: Isn't this when you should be screaming "LARIATOOOOOOHHH" to get under Roy Harper's skin?

DH: CALLATE! SILENCIO! AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

[The Beautiful Master was caught totally off guard by that and is understandably a bit out of it while Juno is down as well, clutching at her knee and grimacing from the pain. Kosaka sighs with disapproval as she watches her former Team Love stablemate struggle for the ropes.]

JI: Juno Takayama is showing us a level of fighting spirit to match her idol, Suzie Love!

DH: Oh she will quit soon enough, Jose! The Beautiful Master will not fall to any opponent!

[Juno uses the ropes to get to her feet while Lady Warhawk stumbles to hers. Takayama grits her teeth, slaps her leg and then tries to do a limp charge at her opponent but the Elements member is much too quick for that to ever work and dodges and then LEAPS up onto Juno's shoulders and HITS A HURRICANRANA ROLL UP... Which Juno rolls over with and maneuvers into...]

[NO FREAKING WAY POP]

JI: THE LOTUS CLUTCH! Takayama has countered that hurricanrana roll up with a Lotus Clutch!

DH: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! WAS SHE TRAINED BY BOTH SUZIE LOVE AND LOTUS FLOWER?!!

JI: Actually.. yes.

DH: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

[Pink Mask leaps into position while Kosaka watches on in disbelief.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

[HOLY MOLY POP]

FR: LADY WARHAWK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

DH: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

[Juno rolls towards the ropes, clutching at her knee and crying from the pain. Lady Warhawk lays on the canvas and covers her masked face with her hands, in disbelief that she got caught with the Lotus Clutch.]

JI: This is-

DH: TERRIBLE! AWFUL! THE WORST MISCARRIAGE OF JUSTICE OF ALL TIME!

JI: Diego..

DH: HOW CAN LIFE BE THIS CRUEL AND UNJUST? POR QUE?!!

[Kosaka watches as Lady Warhawk leaves the ring and Juno pulls herself up to her feet before climbing inside the ring and giving a dark look towards her former Team Love stablemate.]

JI: And now it is down to these two. Both from Osaka, Japan. Both grew up idolizing Suzie Love. Both trained by Suzie Love and Lotus Flower.

DH: Only one of them is a CRIMINAL, Jose!

JI: Criminal?!

DH: Si! Juno is a breaker of hearts!

JI: Calmate, Diego.

[As the two move towards each other, Kosaka begins talking in Japanese. Juno answers her back in Japanese and the two start getting more aggressive towards each other.]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Kosaka glares at the crowd for a moment before turning her attention back to her younger, taller opponent and then rearing back..]

*SMACK*

[MASSIVE STRIKE EXCHANGE POP]

[The forearms and elbows fly back and forth between them as the crowd GOES NUTS!]

JI: One of these two will face Tesla St. James in the finals of this tournament but what shape will they be in after exchanging blows this hard!

DH: It HAS to be Kosaka that wins here, Jose! THE BEAUTIFUL MASTER MUST BE AVENGED!

JI: But Kosaka would not be doing any of this for Lady Warhawk, Diego. If it was Tesla, her stablemate, that would make more..

DH: CALLATE!

[The STIFF blows continue to fly until both women stumble away from the other! Kosaka growls, Juno grits her teeth and then both ladies clash...]

*DUBBASMACKABOOM*

[HOLY STIFFNESS MIND EXPLOSION POP]

JI: MADRE Y DIOS! They BLASTED each other with those headbutts!

DH: I would not do a headbutt on Juno, she is so HARD HEADED and STUBBORN that she does not lose when she is supposed to that her head must be like the thickest rock on the planet!

JI: Diego are you going to be personally campaigning against Juno from now on?

DH: MAYBE!

[Megumi and Juno BOTH felt those headbutts, but Kosaka is game enough to kick at her opponent's knee to send her down.]

[BOOS]

DH: YES! Kick that knee again!

JI: Oh boy.

[Juno tries to scramble to her feet but can't because of how bad a shape her knee is in and goes to covering up as Kosaka hops ontop of her and begins raining hard blows down on her former stablemate. The former JPWF Women's World Champion moves to Juno's right knee and just PUNCHES it repeatedly as Juno CRIES OUT loudly in pain!]

[HUGE BOOS]

JI: This crowd is not happy with this!

DH: They should be though! We all should hope for the destruction of Juno!

[Kosaka tries to lock a hold onto Juno's leg but the Class of 2010-er flails and struggles free and goes for the ropes. Megumi angrily pulls her up before headbutting Juno IN THE CHEST which staggers the Osakan into the ropes. Megumi grabs Juno's right leg and pulls her away from the ropes, Takayama hopping on the one foot, and brings a forearm smash down across the knee which almost causes Juno to fall but Kosaka keeps her up on her feet so she can hook her and try for a VERTICAL SUPLEX.. but Juno struggles free and lands behind her.. Then falls down cos her knee buckles!]

DH: HA HA!

JI: Diego, come on now.

DH: ONLY PAIN AND TORTURE FOR THE CRIMES SHE HAS DONE!

[Juno clutches at her knee as Kosaka smirks and then hits a well aimed elbow drop at the knee. She follows this with a knee drop and more punches, which the pink masked official does not approve of.]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

JI: This crowd..

DH: Can go jump into the ocean, Jose!

JI: Oy! Calm down Diego!

DH: My thirst for revenge can NOT calm down!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Megumi glares at the crowd as she drags the limping Juno up to her feet and nails a STIFF elbow smash, stunning her foe, before hooking her from behind and...]

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOMADOOM*

[HEAD DROPPAGE POP]

JI: What a Backdrop Driver by Kosaka!

DH: BACKDROPAHHHHHHH! DRIVER-AHHHHHHHHHH! BACKDROPAHHHH DRIVERAHHHHH on JUNOAHHHHHH!

JI: Is this for taunting Roy or Juno?

DH: Can I not taunt both? My emotional state requires much blood lust right now, Jose!

[Kosaka goes for the cover.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THR-NO!

[BIG POP]

JI: Takayama gets the shoulder up!

DH: BOOOOO!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

[Kosaka glares at Juno before giving a SLAP to her foe's knee..]

[BOOS]

DH: I approve.

[..and then dragging Juno to her feet but Takayama pushes Megumi away, rears back and..]

*SMACK*

[MASSIVE POP]

JI: BIG Headbutt in the style of Suzie Love by Juno!

DH: BOOO!

[Kosaka snarls as she holds her head and ..]

*SMACK*

[HOT DANG STIFFNESS POP]

DH: SI!

JI: What a reply headbutt by Kosaka!

[Megumi glares at Juno and grabs her by her blue hair and looks directly in her eyes.]

MK: [MEEP] SUZIE LOVE!

[BIG BOOS]

JI: That was uncalled for.

[A wave of RAGE sweeps over Juno's face and she balls her right into a fist.]

JT: SUZIE LOVE FOREVER!

*WHAMASMACK*

*THUD*

[GIGANTIC HUGE MASSIVE SUPER DUPER POP]

JI: JUNO DECKED KOSAKA WITH THAT PUNCH TO THE FACE!

DH: ARRGH!

[Megumi's face now has a wave of RAGE sweep over it as she holds her face and then she lashes out with a kick to Juno's knee which sends Juno stumbling into a corner, nearly falling down but caught by the turnbuckles.]

[BOOS]

JI: That knee is going to keep giving opponents an opening in this match.

DH: Bien! Bueno!

[Juno's face is a mask of pain as she holds her knee but she knows a different pain as Kosaka CHARGES IN and AVALANCHES her in the corner!]

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

DH: Callate, fools!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

DH: Do not cheer this criminal!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

JI: I don't think you will win this one, Diego.

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

DH: BAH!

[Megumi walks away shaking her head, refocusing, while Juno struggles to pull herself up with the ropes. Kosaka spins around and sprints at her opponent.. ]

*DODGE*

*SMACKACRACK*

[HOLY FREAKING MEEP MEEP MOLY HOT DANG POP]

JI: MADRE Y DIOS! Takayama moved out of the way and Kosaka couldn't stop her momentum and.. SHE WENT SAILING OVER THE TURNBUCKLE AND HIT HER HEAD AGAINST THE RING POST!

Crowd: JUNO! JUNO! JUNO! JUNO!

DH: CARAMBA! Sangre, Jose!

[A GASP passes through the crowd as Kosaka stumbles out of the corner and blood begins flowing from her forehead as she struggles to stay on her feet, nearly out of it from hitting her head on the ring post! Juno pulls herself up, slaps her knee and screams, half in pain half in aggression, as she charges..]

*BOOMAWHAMASMACKADOOMABLAM*

*THUDD*

[NO FREAKING WAY STIFFNESS TO THE MOON AND BEYOND POP]

JI: JUNO SMASH! TAKAYAMA HIT THE JUNO SMASH!

DH: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

[Juno clutches at her knee as she cries openly in pain but she grits her teeth and rolls towards the KO'd Kosaka before draping herself over her former stablemate and Pink Mask jumps into position.]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

*DING DING DING*

[MASSIVE SUPER NOVA POP]

FR: MEGUMI KOSAKA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! Your winner and moving on to the finals of LA REINA DE EL CENTRO TOURNAMENT... JUNO TAKAYAMA!

[Juno holds her knee and rolls into a fetal position while crying as the pink masked official motions for medics while checking on the bleeding KO'd Megumi Kosaka.]

JI: Somehow, someway.. Juno Takayama has pulled off the seemingly impossible tonight and has not only won this cibernetico but has advanced to the finals of this tournament!

DH: And that is where Tesla St. James will get REVENGE for my beloved being robbed of her righteous victory by this criminal!

[Harriett Morrison and Valerie Bloom rush out to the ring and check on Juno while medics and T-Honda are checking on Kosaka.]

JI: We will be back with the JPWF Women's World Championship match!

[One more shot of a crying Juno before we are backstage with the famous or infamous depending on who you ask Masked Maniac. The Masked Superstar stands outside a locker room and seems to be a little on edge as he looks down at his watch. He then shoots his head up and begins to talk to the cameraman.]

MM: Hey there! I am glad you made it. This is going to be great footage for your growing career. You get to document Masked Maniac proving to the world that he hasn't lost his MOJO!

[Maniac pops his collar with swag and pride.]

MM: Shoot, it looks like my bro's got held up again. That's okay, that just leaves more ladies for me.

[Masked Maniac turns and the camera man begins to follow him, but he turns and holds his hands up.]

MM: Whoa ... wait a minute you can't go in here. These ladies are feisty!

[A big grin forms under the mask of the Maniac.]

MM: You just wait out here for a moment. I will only be a moment.

[The camera man takes a step backward as the Masked Maniac turns and opens the locker room door and you hear - ]

MM's Voice: Ladies, sorry that I am late! Who wants to have some fun?

Female's Voice: What the hell?

Another Female's Voice: Who let this pig in here?

A third Female's Voice: Oh you want to have some fun do you?

MM's Voice: I was born --

[Masked Maniac is cut off and you hear some vicious noises.]

THUD!

CRACK!

TWAP!

THUD!

CRACK!

CRAAAASSHHH!!

OOF!

OUCH ... LADIES WAIT?

THUD!

SMACK!

[The door opens and Masked Maniac is tossed out with force as he crashes into the wall across from the door. The Maniac is slumped over as the camera zooms in on the poor Masked Superstar.]

MM: I.... I don't know what happened?

[The camera catches the usually confident Masked superstar unsure of himself as we cut to a shot of Celia's Restaurant in El Centro, California. Soon we are inside and we see a pretty SHOCKING sight before our eyes! Emanuel Gonzalo Carranza, el jefe of Viva Lucha, eating dinner with Meiko Yamazaki, the former JPWF Women's World Champion! He, as we know already, is dressed in a suit with a green tie and she is dressed in an orange dress with a brown sweater over it. Carranza has a big smile on his face and perhaps a surprised one at that as he listens to Meiko tell a story with a smile. We get closer as Carranza's eyes grow wide with a big smile.]

EGC: Really?!

[Yamazaki giggles as she nods her head.]

MY: Yes! I swear that it happened.

[Carranza takes a sip from a Modelo Negra and shakes his head.]

EGC: I can not imagine all of the things you must have seen traveling around the world as much as you have in your life. Your father and his work moving the family back and forth from Japan and the US. Then the fight career...

[Meiko shrugs with a smile as she looks at the table.]

MY: It is hard to stay still I guess when you travel so much.

[Carranza thinks about it for a moment and then nods his head.]

EGC: I did not travel much when I was a child.

MY: Oh?

EGC: No. Until I was put in charge of the family business there was not much traveling. My father...

[Carranza winces and then flashes a forced smile.]

EGC: He did alot of traveling but not with our family.

MY: He must have been very lonely.

[Emanuel winces again and sighs before flashing another forced smile.]

EGC: Well, I am not sure he was very lonely but.. we were not with him in any event.

MY: Oh..

[There is an awkward silent moment until Carranza looks down at the plates in front of them.]

EGC: What do you think of the machaca?

[Meiko smiles politely.]

MY: It is delicious!

[Carranza smiles.]

EGC: I apologize I could not organize a better meeting place on such short notice. El Centro is not the best town for eating out.

MY: It is fine! I am surprised you were willing to see me at all.

[Carranza studies Meiko's face for a moment as she moves some food around her plate with a fork and he smiles warmly.]

EGC: I wanted to hear what you had to say.

[Meiko looks up and studies EGC's face.]

MY: You were not worried that I might have grievances to air? That I might throw a drink in your face?

EGC: I took a gamble based on your polite nature that you would not do such a thing.

[The two of them look at each other for a few moments before Meiko grabs her glass of water and picks it up. Tense moments pass as Carranza watches her hand holding the drink while she watches him squirm a bit. Then slowly a smile grows on her face and she takes a drink of her water and Carranza starts to laugh nervously.]

EGC: Heh. That was a good one. Heh.

[Meiko smiles more confidently than before as she sets her water down and then she nods her head.]

MY: One time back in the Team Love days, we were eating at a diner in Salem, Oregon. Suzie Love was giving us a pep talk about eating heartily and advice on dating.

[Carranza is taken aback with a big smile.]

EGC: What?! Advice on dating?!

[Yamazaki nods laughing.]

MY: And all of us.. Megumi-chan, Tomoko-chan, Juno-chan.. We are asking all these questions about dating to Suzie and Lotus-san and then...

[Meiko does a motion with her hands to indicate something being thrown. Carranza does a small gasp, captivated by the story.]

MY: Katsura Koji enters the diner and grabs a drink and throws it in Suzie's face!

EGC: WHAT?!

[Yamazaki nods her head while giggling. Carranza smiles while relaxing in his chair.]

EGC: Lucky for me you fell in with Suzie Love and not Katsura Koji.

[Emanuel drinks his cerveza and Meiko studies him for a moment before leaning forward.]

MY: I am not going to throw a drink in your face and I am not here to air grievances about what has happened. But I do want another chance to fight the Goblin Queen and win back the pink belt in your arena.

[Carranza slowly puts his Modelo Negra on the table and shakes his head, annoyed.]

EGC: I can not help you there, Meiko.

MY: Do you think the fans would not want to see this match?

[Emanuel makes a face.]

EGC: Of course they would but..

MY: Do I as the former champion not have a right to a rematch?

EGC: Well technically.. Yes but..

MY: Then why not?

[Carranza is nervous as he shakes his head.]

EGC: Because I said publicly if you lost the pink belt you could not fight in my arena again!

[Meiko makes a flabbergasted expression.]

MY: So what? You have never gone back on your word before?!

[Carranza looks at her with pleading eyes.]

EGC: Maybe to family, friends... My other business ventures but in this sport.. When it comes to my arena... When I say something I mean.. I have to stand by it.

[Yamazaki shows hurt in her eyes.]

MY: So you meant it? You never wanted to see me fight in your arena again?

[Carranza looks unlike we have ever seen him before. Confused, panicking and unsure.]

EGC: It.. It was not personal! It was just... B-business!

[Meiko leans forward and looks him directly in his eyes.]

MY: If you never wanted to see me again why did you agree to meet me?!

EGC: It was nothing against you! It was..

[Yamazaki sits back staring at the table with a hurt expression and slightly wet eyes. Carranza looks down at the table with a look of remorse.]

EGC: It was just business.

[Meiko reaches down and grabs her purse and stands up abruptly.]

MY: Thank you for the dinner and for your time.

[Carranza looks a little bit horrified.]

EGC: Meiko! Just.. Don't leave yet we...

[Yamazaki gives him an icy look.]

MY: Good night, Mr. Carranza.

[Meiko quickly walks away and EGC stares at the table for a moment with a look of shock and guilt.]

EGC: Good night.

[He picks up his fork then places it back down and sighs sadly before we fade to darkness.]

...

[Slowly, the black fades up to a dark hallway. The camera moves forward, shadows flickering in the room beyond. The view moves around the corner to see Gloria Butler taking a punching bag to task in slow motion. She speaks in voice over.]

GB: The future is but sand...

[The camera pushes forward into a close-up, sweat pouring profusely from Gloria's brow. Her hair, though pulled into a ponytail, flies violently.]

GB: ...miniscule grains of possibilities...

[The scene shifts to the ring. Gloria is dressed similarly, but this time, she is sparring with fellow Elements member Tesla St. James. Tesla is yelling, pushing Gloria to work harder.]

GB: ...what can be, not what should nor necessarily will.

[The scene shifts again, this time to the lockerroom. Gloria sits on a bench, eyes straight ahead and locked on a single image.]

GB: There is no shape to it, only fluidity.

[That image is a poster of The Goblin Queen.]

GB: Form, foundation, purpose come in the fires of a crucible.

[We flash back to footage from Bastard Stampede where Gloria Butler and the Goblin Queen did battle.]

GB: The sand becomes glass but clarity is no guarantee.

[The battle is violent, even when viewed in slow motion.]

GB: Skill, influence, passion all feed to the end result.

[Ultimately, Gloria Butler overcomes, winning the Bastard Stampede Women's Championship.]

GB: The present is but glass to reflect and discern...

[Another match, Gloria versus the Queen, this time with Women's Title going back to the former champion.]

GB: ...images to be taken forward.

[We return to the locker room, Gloria still staring at the poster. She stands, eyes remaining focused.]

GB: All else burns away.

[She turns back towards the practice ring, to train once again.]

GB: The past is but ash.

[Fade to a darkened room...somewhere. Sitting on a chair is the insidous Gordon J. Dutt and behind him stands his charge, the JPWF Champion and living embodiment of destruction the Goblin Queen. Her Majesty holds the belt's strap with an iron grip, dirty nails digging into the pink leather. Wearing a white linen suit, a green bow tie and an oily smile, Dutt just nods at the camera.]

GJD: Dear, dear Gloria. Did you think we had forgotten? Did you think we had FORGIVEN?

[He shakes his head slowly. A soft "tsk" escapes him as if admonishing a small child. The Queen's jaw clenches, growling.]

GJD: See, Gloria, you experienced a miracle! Back in Bastard Stampede, you faced the Goblin Queen and _lived_! Mercifully, you could have lived out your days in mundane banality and served as a warning to others. That the price for facing the Queen is far too high!

[Sneering, Dutt steeples his fingers and taps them together.]

GJD: Instead...oho! Instead, you've somehow got it set in your pretty little bubblehead that now you are an equal -- nay SUPERIOR! -- to Her Majesty! [Another condescending cluck of the tongue from Gordon while Her Majesty bares her teeth in a savage snarl.] Child, have you learned NOTHING?! That life is precious and you should NEVER waste such a gift!

[Dutt sighs and looks up at the ceiling melodramatically.]

GJD: Dear sweet Gloria, you have SQUANDERED this kindness from the Queen and thus, you MUST be punished! You are no longer in the petty fiefdom of Bastard Stampede and the Goblin Queen is no longer a mere mortal. No...She has only grown in her power and her rage and your battered and bleeding flesh will now serve as a reminder to ALL here who dare challenge Her Righteous Reign as JPWF Champion!

[The Goblin Queen ROARS in brutal triumph as she raises her belt high overhead. Dutt chuckles in sick anticipation.]

GJD: It could have been so much easier, sweetness. But really, you only have yourself to blame now...

[We fade back to inside the VL Arena and Jose & Diego, who have some bottles of Cherry Cola very prominently featured in front of them.]

JI: Up next it is time for the big JPWF Women's World Championship match brought to you by...

[Jose and Diego flash HUGE smiles at the same time.]

Together: CHERRY COLA!

DH: Nothing beats the refreshing flavor of Cherry Cola!

JI: It's simply the best!

[They smile, kind of creepily, before we cut to Fernando in the ring.]

FR: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for... THE JPWF WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!

[MASSIVE POP]

["The War I Survived" by Hawkwind plays and fans MARK OUT LIKE SUPER NUTS!]

FR: Introducing first, the challenger! From Chicago, Illinois.. She is a member of the ELEMENTS stable... GLORIA BUTLER!

[Butler walks out towards the ring with a determined look in her eyes as the fans.. SUPER DUPER GIANT SIZED POP!]

JI: Gloria Butler has done something that very few competitors have ever done in professional wrestling.. Defeat the Goblin Queen! She beat her once a few years ago for the Bastard Stampede Women's Championship. Tonight, can she repeat history and defeat the Goblin Queen again?

DH: But, Jose, you are not giving all of the story! Butler LOST that belt back to the Goblin Queen.

JI: Yes, tonight will be the rubber match between them.

[Gloria enters the ring and pumps her fist and the crowd MARKS OUT.]

FR: And her opponent...

["Maladise" by Nunchaku play and out onto the entrance ramp, dragging the JPWF Women's World Championship belt against the ground, is the Goblin Queen with her manager, Gordon Jr. Dutt, just steps behind. The queen of DESTRUCTION looks at the crowd and then ROARS before pounding her chest and continuing on her way to the ring.]

[HUGE BELT DISRESPECT BOOS]

FR: From Hiroshima, Japan.. And led to the ring by Mr. GORDON JT. DUTT! Here is the JPWF WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPION... THE GOBLIN QUEEN!

[LOUD BOOS]

JI: While this crowd is unhappy with how the Goblin Queen is dragging the famous pink belt along the ground as she makes her way to the ring, no one can deny the danger of this woman!

DH: Meiko Yamazaki is the same height and size of the Goblin Queen and she was manhandled like a doll, Jose. No doubt this is the most dangerous woman in professional wrestling!

[Goblin Queen climbs into the ring and immediately throws the pink belt to the side as she marches right up to Butler and jabs her forehead against Gloria's!]

[OH DANG IT'S GONNA KICK OFF POP]

JI: The Goblin Queen wants to get started right now!

DH: Fernando best get out of there.

[Indeed, the ring announcer is high tailing it out of the ring. The pink masked referee, very busy tonight, tries to separate the two women but as words are exchanged the fists come up and the official calls for the bell instead.]

*DING*

********************************************************** JPWF Women's World Title Match:

Tecnica: Gloria Butler

Ruda: (c)The Goblin Queen w/ Gordon J. Dutt ********************************************************** [GIANT POP]

[Both women proceed to PUNCH EACH OTHER REPEATEDLY at the same time, fists flying in a flurry! Dutt is even taken aback at how fast this match has kicked off and hurries to pick up the JPWF Women's World Championship, tossed aside like garbage just moments ago. Both ladies start exchanging back and forth hard chops to the chest until they SLAM their heads against each other and growl in each other's faces!]

[HOLY INTENSITY POP]

JI: This match as escalated VERY quickly!

DH: They must really want to settle the rubber match!

[Gloria slaps her arms around the Goblin Queen's body and lifts her up with a BIG bearhug!]

[WOWZA POWER DISPLAY POP]

*SMACKABOOM*

[HOT DANG BRUTAL POP]

JI: Butler went for that bearhug but Goblin Queen cut it short with that SICK headbutt!

DH: Oh! Check it out, Jose!

[With Butler stunned, Goblin Queen wraps her arms around her foe and lifts her up in the air!]

[ANOTHER BEAR HUG WOWZA POP]

JI: Goblin Queen has a bearhug on Butler now!

*SMACKASLAP*

[DAMN THAT SMARTS POP]

JI: BUTLER just slammed both of her forearms on either side of the Queen's head to break that bearhug!

DH: Caramba!

[Both women reel a bit before the Goblin Queen snarls at Butler and rushes forward! Butler doesn't back down, rushing forward herself and both ladies...]

*DOUBLESMACKAPOWABAMASLAMASMACK*

[STRONG WOMEN BEATING THE STUFFING OUT OF EACH OTHER MONSTER POP]

JI: DOUBLE CLOTHESLINES!

[Both women stagger into the ropes and glare at one another as the crowd... MARKS OUT LIKE LITTLE KIDS!]

DH: I have to say, Jose, this is a brilliant move by the Goblin Queen.

JI: Que? Starting the match off into a war of bomb throwing is a tactical move?!

DH: Si, Jose!

[Dutt, outside the ring, takes a moment to check out the pink masked referee's backside and licks his lips a bit while the Goblin Queen rushes off the ropes and pounds her chest and yells at Butler to bring it on. Gloria obliges and rushes forward and right into a knee to the midsection from her majesty! Goblin Queen grabs Gloria by her hair before straightening her up and...]

*SMACKATHUD*

[OUCH POP]

JI: What a HARD headbutt right into the left side of Butler's chest!

DH: Now ask yourself something, Jose... Does Butler always fight this emotionally?

[Butler holds her chest as she stumbles down to one knee. The Goblin Queen proceeds to try and put her foot through the left side of Gloria's chest with a stomp sending her down before leaping up for an elbow drop but...]

*ROLL*

*THUD*

[HUGE POP]

JI: Gloria moved out of the way! And.. Usually Butler tends to fight at a more methodical pace than the bomb throwing we have seen in this match so far.

[As Goblin Queen tries to scramble to her feet she's met with a knee to the midsection, doubling her over and Gloria hooks the head and goes for a VERTICAL SUPLEX.. bUT her royal highness of destruction blocks the attempt and counters with a SUPLEX ATTEMPT OF HER OWN... But Butler struggles free as she is in the air and lands behind the JPWF women's World Champion! The champ spins around and Butler SCOOPS HER UP in her arms!]

[GIGANTIC SUPER DUPER POWER SPOT POP]

*CHARGE*

*THUDDDDABOOOM*

[SHAKE THE RAFTERS POP]

JI: WHAT A POWERSLAM BY BUTLER! THE DISPLAY OF POWER!

DH: Dig this, Jose. Goblin Queen baits Butler into a battle of throwing bombs as you say.

JI: Si.

[Dutt stops oggling Pink Mask as he yells out some words to his charge who is rolling up to her feet while gritting her teeth. Butler, fired up, comes after the champion only to eat a STIFF forearm to the left side of her chest! Butler staggers back but not far enough away as the Goblin Queen hooks her and...]

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOMASLAMADOOMATHUDD*

[HOLY MOLY SUPER BRUTAL POP]

JI: URANAGE by the Goblin Queen! She PLANTED Butler hard!

[Dutt calls for the Queen to cover but she would rather put her foot on Butler's chest, the left side again, and press down with her weight which draws the pink masked official to get on her case.]

DH: She has drawn Butler into this bomb throwing pace because she has the bigger bombs to throw, Jose!

JI: That.. makes sense!

DH: Well, I am a Hernandez, Jose. Also if she allows Butler to set the pace and tone then Butler will just try to methodically sap her strength over a longer period of time.

[The Goblin Queen GROWLS at Pink Mask who jumps back but cautions the champ all the same. Her majesty of mayhem yells down at Butler, telling her to bring the fight, and roughly pulls her challenger up to her feet. Gloria replies with a HARD forearm that rocks the Goblin Queen!]

[BIG POP]

[Butler charges and Goblin Queen swipes at her with a clothesline but Gloria ducks and hooks the Queen's head from behind and then leaps up and forces both of them down into..]

*SLAMATHUD*

[WOAH HUGE GIANT POP]

JI: INVERTED DDT by Butler!

DH: CARAMBA!

[Gloria goes for the cover but before the referee can get in position she is thrown off by the champion! Goblin Queen gets to her knees and hits her chest and motions for the challenger to come at her! Gloria, increasingly getting lost in the war lust, charges in with a HARD boot to the face! Her royal highness of bad intentions rises to her feet while holding her face and then roars as she lunges for Butler, grabbing her by her hair and dragging her to a corner and SLAMMING Butler face first into the turnbuckles!]

[OUCH POP]

[Goblin Queen hooks Gloria's arms from behind and..]

*TOSS*

*THUDADOOM*

[HEAD DROPPAGE SUPER POP]

JI: Tiger Suplex by Goblin Queen!

DH: TIGER-AHHHHHH SUPLEX-AHHHHHHHHHH! ROY HARPER SUCKITAHHHHHHHH!

[Dutt gets REALLY excited as the pink masked referee goes to leap into position to count the fall as the Queen has the bridge on but the official's position is one where she is facing Dutt and not facing away and Gordon is not happy with that view.]

ONE!

TWO!!

[BIG POP]

JI: Gloria kicked out!

[Goblin Queen doesn't look displeased actually that Butler survived, apparently so she can wrap her hands around Butler's throat and choke her!]

[HUGE BOOS]

JI: She's choking her!

DH: You have to smother the fighting spirit some way, Jose.

[The pink masked official is all over Goblin Queen's case and her majesty releases the choke and jumps into the grill of the official! Make no mistake about it, Pink Mask IS scared of the Queen of Pain, but she warns the champ all the same about the choking. Butler gets to her feet while rubbing her throat but gets a HARD elbow to the left side of her chest, pushing her against the ropes. Goblin Queen pulls the challenger from the ropes and tries to put standing headscissors on her but Butler blocks the attempt at whatever the Queen is going for and then grabs a hold of her majesty's legs and STANDS UP WITH HER OVER HER SHOULDERS!]

[HOLY MOLY WOWZA DISPLAY OF STRENGTH POP]

JI: LOOK AT THE POWER BEING SHOWN BY GLORIA BUTLER!

DH: AMAZING!

[Goblin Queen angrily tries to throw shots at Butler as she's being held upside down and behind the challenger but Gloria ignores it and with another massive display of strength...]

*SLAMABOOMADOOMATHUDDD*

[LEAP OUT OF THEIR SEATS HOLY MOLY SUPER STRONG WOMAN POP]

DH: CARAMBA!

JI: ALABAMA SLAM BY BUTLER!!

DH: Maybe this bomb throwing thing was not the best plan, Jose! Gloria can really throw some bombs!

[Dutt is TORN because Gloria is going for the cover on his client but he is also watching to see what position Pink Mask gets into to make the count.. But to his dismay it is not what he is hoping for and he is again not happy with this at all!]

ONE!

TWO!!

[WOAH POP]

JI: Goblin Queen kicks out!

DH: Wow!

[Gordon is relieved his charge kicked out but also annoyed that the pink masked referee has not given him the view he has wanted. Butler tries to catch her breath but gets a SLAP to the face from the Goblin Queen as the champ gets to her knees. Gloria ain't having that and slams a forearm against the champ before dragging her up and whipping her to the ropes.. Only for Goblin Queen to reverse the whip RIGHT INTO A SHORT ARM LARIAT!]

[DANG POP]

JI: There has been so much back and forth in such a short amount of time already!

DH: Strategy, Jose. Strategy!

[Goblin Queen snarls as she grabs Butler and drags her through the ropes and onto the ring apron. She wraps her hand around Gloria's throat and lifts her up before...]

*SLAMASMACKATHUDABOOM*

[HOLY MOLY SHE'S DEAD DEAR GOD POP]

JI: MADRE Y DIOS! Goblin Queen hit Gloria with a CHOKESLAM off the apron to the floor outside!

DH: CARAMBA!

Crowd: HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP!

[The Pink Masked referee holds her head a bit in horror at what she just saw while Dutt motions towards his charge with a big smile as the Goblin Queen gets to her feet, slaps her chest and ROARS! Butler writhes in pain and then cries out as her majesty gives her a HARD STOMP to the left side of her chest.]

JI: The Goblin Queen has focused a lot of attention in this match to Butler's chest.

DH: Get Brittany out of your thoughts, Jose.

JI: Wh-what? I did not say anything about that beautiful young woma-

DH: YOU SAID IT AGAIN!

JI: EEE!

[Goblin Queen pulls the aching Butler up to her feet and with a growl whips her towards the steps but...]

*FWOOSH*

*CLANGASLAMASMACKACLANG*

[OH MY GOD SUPER DUPER GIANT POP]

JI: Butler REVERSED and sent Goblin Queen into the steel steps!

[As the predominantly female fans in attendance MARK OUT, Dutt covers his face with his hands at this turn of events. The Pink masked official calls for the match to come back inside the ring but Gloria has other thoughts as she rubs her chest and back and then GLARES at the Goblin Queen and pulls her up and...]

*SCOOP*

[GIANT HOLY MOLY THIS LADY IS WONDER WOMAN POP]

JI: Gloria has the Goblin Queen on her shoulders!

DH: Oh boy!

*CHARGES*

*LEAP*

*BOOMASMACKATHUDADOOMADOOMABOOMATHUDDD*

[HOLY MOLY RAVIOLI SHAKE THE RAFTERS OMEGA SUPREME POP]

Crowd: HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP!

JI: RUNNING POWERSLAM ON THE FLOOR!

DH: CARAMBA!

Crowd: HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP! HOLY MEEP!

[Gordon J. Dutt is beside himself now, freaking out over what he just witnessed. Gloria rolls under the ropes and into the ring and pumps her fist to a HUGE POP! Pink Mask assesses the situation and starts a count on the champ!]

JI: The referee has started a count but this will not do Butler much good.

DH: If Goblin Queen is counted out she does not get the championship, Jose.

JI: My point exactly.

[Butler is aware of this and doesn't need a lot of prompting when the Goblin Queen gets to her knees outside, grimaces then glares at Gloria in the ring and motions for her to bring it on.]

[BIG LADIES GOTTA FIGHT POP]

[Gloria rolls out of the ring and boots her majesty in the face before dragging her up and rolling her back inside the ring. Butler follows in after her and waits for Goblin Queen to pull herself up before charging at her... ONLY TO GET CAUGHT!]

*CATCH*

*TOSS*

*BOOMATHUDD*

[SWEET LORD HAVE MERCY POP]

JI: MOUNTAIN BOMB! Goblin Queen caught Butler charging in with that Mountain Bomb!

DH: CARAMBA! Such impact!

[Goblin Queen ROARS as she gets to her feet and then runs off the ropes, she rebounds and charges in before leaping up...]

*BOOMATHUDDADOOM*

JI: HIROSHIMA MON AMOUR! What a Running Vertical Splash!

DH: Again, I keep saying it but.. SUCH IMPACT!

*SMACK*

[Her majesty of smash your face in gives Butler a downward elbow to the left side of the chest before going for the cover. Pink mask leaps into position, on all fours with her backside to Gordon J. Dutt and the manager has a smile the size of the entire MILKY WAY GALAXY across his perverted face!]

ONE!

[Dutt scrambles to get his cell phone out.]

TWO!!

[He is trying to turn it on and switch to the camera app..]

THR-NO!

[BIG POP]

JI: Gloria JUST got her shoulder up!

DH: What is going on with him, Diego?!

[Dutt is PISSED because Pink Mask has leaped up to hold up two fingers before he could take a picture of her best side, in his opinion, and he gives a frustrated slam of his fist onto the ring apron.]

JI: He probably thought Goblin Queen had it won there!

DH: Then why does he have his cell phone out?

JI: No se!

[Gloria holds her chest with a grimace as she struggles to get to her feet but she is soon helped up, via two handfuls of her hair and crazy power, by the JPWF Women's World Champion. Goblin Queen gives Butler a HARD SLAP before spinning around...]

JI: SPINNING BACK FI-

*DUCK*

[GIANT POP]

[Butler avoids the spinning back fist and catches the monarch of misery with a kick to the midsection, doubling her over, before hooking her head and...]

*LIFT*

[SHE REALLY IS WONDER WOMAN WE ARE SEEING FREAKING WONDER WOMAN HERE POP]

JI: GLORIA HAS GOBLIN QUEEN LIFTED HIGH IN THE AIR!

DH: INCREDIBLE!

[The crowd is LOSING THEIR MINDS MARKING OUT the longer and longer and longer Gloria holds her foe up in the air before...]

*FALL*

*BOOMAPOWATHUD*

[DALEKS AND DECEPTICONS EATING ENERGON PIZZA SUPER DUPER POP]

JI: DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX!

DH: Gloria is AMAZING, Jose!

[Butler holds the left side of her chest and grimaces a bit as she gets to her feet. Dutt looks nervous outside the ring but also can't stop glancing up at Pink Mask everytime she passes by.]

JI: Dutt seems very suspicious of our official in this match.

DH: Lo se! He keeps a well trained eye on her. He must not trust her to do a fair job and I do not blame him.

JI: Que?!

DH: Referees do not like our kind.

JI: What kind is that?

DH: The rudo kind.

[Gloria pulls Goblin Queen to her feet and hooks her from behind before...]

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOM*

[HEAD DROPPAGE HOLY MOLY POP]

JI: What a German Suplex!

DH: GERMANAHHHHHHH SUPLEXAHHHHHHHH! ROY IS A LOSER-AHHHHHH!

JI: She has the bridge!

[Pink Mask leaps into position and Dutt has a "perfect view" again and keeps looking from one view to concern about the count!]

ONE!

TWO!!

TH-NO!

[BIG POP]

JI: Goblin Queen kicked out!

[Dutt drops to his knees, relieved but then he watches Pink Mask get to her feet and realizes he missed his chance and slaps the ring apron in frustration once more! Gloria shakes her head and then goes to pull the Goblin Queen up but her highness of mutilated Barbie faces nails a quick jab to the throat!]

[BIG BOOS]

JI: What a cheap shot!

DH: No such thing, Jose! The most prestigious championship in women's wrestling is on the line!

[Gloria gasps for breath while Pink Mask gets on Goblin Queen's case but the Queen ignores teh ref as she spins around...]

*SMACK*

[OUCH OUCH OUCH POP]

JI: SPINNING BACK FIST INTO GLORIA'S CHEST!

DH: That is not the usual target for the move is it?

JI: No, but Goblin Queen has been targeting Butler's chest throughout the match.

[Gloria's eyes go wide as she grasps at her chest and stumbles into the ropes. Goblin Queen growls as she grabs Butler from behind and...]

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOM*

[SUPLEX POP]

JI: German Suplex!

DH: GERMANA-

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOM*

[WOW POP]

JI: Another!

*TOSS*

*THUDABOOMAPOW*

[GIANT SUPLEX POP]

JI: THREE Consecutive German Suplexes by Goblin Queen!

DH: CARAMBA! Roy Harper must REALLY be made he is missing this!

[Butler is in a BAD way and the Goblin Queen wants to ensure she is in a WORSE way as she runs off the ropes..]

JI: Another Hiroshima Mon Amour coming up?!

*LEAP*

*ROLL*

*THUDDD*

[MASSIVE GIANT TARDIS BREAK DANCE POP]

JI: BUTLER MOVED OUT OF THE WAY!

DH: Wow!

[Dutt can't believe what is happening but the crowd is LOVING IT as they MARK OUT LIKE NUTS! Gloria gets to her knees and grimaces as she grabs at the left side of her chest. She watches as Goblin Queen struggles to her feet and she charges from behind and ducks her head under the majesty of maelstrom, hooks her arms and...]

*LIFT*

[NO FREAKING WAY SUPER DUPER EYES BULGING OUT HOLY MOLY POP]

JI: GLORIA BUTLER IS STANDING UP WITH THE GOBLIN QUEEN ON HER SHOULDERS!

DH: INCREDIBLE!

[Gordon J. Dutt's eyes are wide as saucers as he watches Butler..]

*BOOMATHUDAPOWABAMABOOMATHUDADOOM*

[WONDER WOMAN EXISTS HOLY MOLY SUPER FREAK OUT SUPER POP]

JI: GLORIANNA! OCEAN CYCLONE SUPLEX!

DH: We are seeing this and not Roy Harper... GLORIANNAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[Pink Mask is about to jump into position to make the count when...]

[SHAKE THE RAFTERS BOOS]

JI: What is Dutt doing?!

DH: His job!

[Dutt leaps onto the apron and screams and shouts to get the referee's attention. Pink Mask scrambles over and orders him off the apron and he protests and tries to climb through the ropes and she begins physically struggling with him!]

[SUPER BOOS]

JI: DUTT IS PREVENTING THE REFEREE FROM COUNTING THE FALL!

DH: Like I said, Jose, his job!

[With the crowd BOOING MASSIVELY Dutt struggles to get in the ring, and his hand may have "accidentally" landed on Pink Mask's backside a few times. Totally accidentally. Gloria can't hold the bridge and Goblin Queen breaks free and rolls towards the ropes. Butler grimaces as she grabs her chest and then looks up and sees Dutt tying up the ref. She gets to her feet and flashes RAGE filled eyes at Dutt who stops in his tracks and flashes a nervous smile before.. Leaping off the apron to the floor!]

[DAMN YOU BOOS]

JI: Unbelievable! Butler may have had the JPWF Women's World Championship WON there but Dutt..

DH: How many times must I say he did his job til you understand, Jose?!

[Gloria curses at Dutt outside the ring and Gordon tries to act completely innocent. Pink Mask tries to end the in ring to out of ring interaction but Butler is PISSED at Dutt. Which is unfortunate for her because a MAJESTIC KAIJU OF DEMON RAGE AND DESTRUCTION RISES BEHIND HER!]

JI: Butler needs to turn around!

DH: I think it is too late now, Jose!

[The crowd tries to warn Butler but she is too absorbed in her outrage towards Dutt that she is caught totally offguard when a massive hand grabs her shoulder, spins her around and...]

*SLAMABAMASMACK*

*THUD*

[AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SHE DEAD AIEEEEEEEEEEE POP]

JI: MADRE Y DIOS! HEART PUNCH!

DH: DIOS MIO!

[Goblin Queen scrambles for the cover, Pink Mask leaps into position and with cellphone in hand Dutt does as well!]

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

*DING DING DING*

[SUPER ATOMIC BOOS]

FR: Here is your winner and STILL.. JPWF Women's World Champion... THE GOBLIN QUEEN!

[Dutt pumps his fist in VICTORY as he looks at his cellphone, pleased with whatever snapshot he got there while Goblin Queen rises to her feet and ROARS while beating her chest! Pink Mask checks on Butler who just clutches at her chest and grimaces in loads of pain.]

JI: What a WAR these two just had!

DH: The strategy worked, Jose.

JI: Indeed. The Goblin Queen remains the JPWF Women's World Champion and will meet the winner of La Reina de el Centro Tournament finals in our season finale!

[We watch Dutt gleefully hop around the ring celebrating while his charge yells gutteral screams at the crowd before we cut backstage to inside one of the locker rooms. We see a battered Juno Takayama siting on a bench with her right knee bandaged and holding ice packs to it. She grimaces as she looks up.]

JT: In 2013 I fought in Miyuki Ozaki's Empress Cup. A one night tournament in my home city of Osaka, Japan. I suffered a black eye in the first round when Darling Nightmare used brass knuckles on me but I advanced. BLADE Nakura made my eye worse in our semi-final match but I managed to get by her. And then in the finals.. I fought SNAKE Fujita and somehow I won.

[Juno closes her eyes but winces from her pain in the present before opening her eyes and making a sad face.]

JT: I thought I had won everything but moments later instead of being handed a trophy, Queen Miyuki Ozaki walked out and announced that the tournament was to determine who would face her in the real finals.

[Takayama leans back against the lockers behind her, closing her eyes tightly from the pain in her knee and shakes her head.]

JT: She kicked my ass. I had won nothing. She got the trophy and glory of our hometown.

[Juno grimaces as she leans forward but sighs and nods her head.]

JT: I am a long way from Osaka, Japan but tonight... This is also a one night tournament and I do not think it is sponsored by Perfect Girl Evolution or Miyuki Ozaki. The finals coming up are the legit finals and tonight I have suffered much.

[She grits her teeth as she looks down at her knee but she looks up at us, the viewer, before continuing on.]

JT: But I can suffer more because I will redeem that night with this one.

[Juno gives a grimaced bow to the camera and then we cut away to the glorious outside, specifically, the roof of the Viva Lucha Arena. Looking out to the horizon is La Reina de el Centro tournament finalist Tesla St. James. Her hair blows in the wind, her eyes squint at the setting sun.]

TSJ: I've been in this business for more than a decade and half.

[She glances over her shoulder to the camera.]

TSJ: And I've still not figured out how to escape you [MEEP]ing camera people.

[She turns back to face the horizon as the camera positions to her side.]

TSJ: I say that with love, of course.

[Tesla lets out a low sigh before starting to stretch out her right arm.]

TSJ: I don't know what my future holds. I only have goals. I only have a determination and willingness to work to the full extent of my abilities, to prove people wrong.

[She starts to stretch out her other arm.]

TSJ: For all the things I've accomplished I am always reminded of what I have not. I may not like the "Buffalo" chants but they are there for a reason. With all due respect to Juno Takayama, I can't picture an outcome any different than me winning this tournament. She's a fierce competitor but I need to be fiercer to get at who I want.

[There's a pregnant pause as the camera man is seemingly egging her on to say it.]

TSJ: Really? I have to say it?

[A slight camera nod.]

TSJ: [MEEP] the Queen. Off with her head.

[Tesla smiles.]

TSJ: That's what you want, right?

[Tesla thumbs at the horizon.]

TSJ: That will come. But that is out there. Here, now, in this arena. The Buffalo ascends tonight

[Fades to inside the ring where Fernando Rodriguez is standing by.]

FR: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and are the FINALS of LA REINA DE EL CENTRO TOURNAMENT!

[MAIN EVENT SUPER POP]

[Music plays, (this music: https://youtu.be/kuIG2vobCRg ), and the crowd MARKS OUT!]

FR: Introducing first.. From the CLASS OF 2010 stable... JUNO TAKAYAMA!

[A very battered looking Juno Takayama limps towards the ring with much determination in her eyes.]

DH: BOOOOOOO!

JI: Calmate, Diego.

DH: BOOOOOO!

[Takayama struggles to climb up the steps and climb into the ring but she gives a slap to her right knee and then pumps her fists up into the air, motioning to the fans who MARK OUT!]

FR: And her opponent..

["When the Levee Breaks" by Led Zepplin plays over the PA and the crowd MARKS OUT AGAIN!]

FR: From the ELEMENTS stable.. Here is... TESLA ST. JAMES!

[Tesla walks at a brisk pace towards the ring, her eyes locked on her opponent while fans GO NUTS MARKING OUT LIKE CRAZY!]

JI: As if St. James didn't have enough motivation before to win this tournament.. Now that Goblin Queen has retained the JPWF Women's World Championship over her stablemate Gloria Butler, she has even MORE reasons to win this tournament and become number one contender.

DH: Do not forget that she needs to make Juno SUFFER for eliminating the beautiful masked goddess!

[Tesla climbs into the ring and keeps her eyes locked on Takayama. Juno grits her teeth as she waits in a corner. Pink Mask checks both competitors while Fernando leaves the ring. Once satisfied that neither are hiding any weapons the official motions for the bell.]

*DING*

********************************************************** La Reina de El Centro Finals:

Tecnica: Tesla St. James [The Elements]

Tecnica: Juno Takayama [Class of 2010] **********************************************************

[SUPER DUPER MAIN EVENT TOURNAMENT FINALS POP]

JI: THE FINALS OF LA REINA DE EL CENTRO TOURNAMENT ARE OFFICIALLY UNDERWAY!

DH: At least I will not hear that again tonight.

[Both women come out to the middle of the ring. They shake hands before they begin to circle around one another.]

[BIG SPORTSMANSHIP POP]

DH: BOOO!

JI: Diego!

DH: Que?! Tesla could have kicked her knee there instead of shaking hands!

[They lock up in the middle of the ring and jockey for advantage before Tesla trips Takayama to the canvas and shoots for the right leg. Juno tries to scramble away but St. James slaps on a KNEEBAR and Takayama HOWLS in pain!]

[WOAH POP]

JI: We are MOMENTS into this final and already Takayama's knee has landed her in SERIOUS trouble here!

DH: Bien! Her pain is music to the ears of those who had to witness the injustice committed to the mysterious masked beauty goddess!

[Pink Mask asks Juno if she wants to give up but Takayama shakes her head "no" before clawing at the canvas and dragging herself and St. James to the ropes which she grabs to force a break.]

[POP]

DH: BOOO!

[Tesla gives a clean break and Juno grinds her teeth together hard as she pulls herself up with the ropes. They go to lock up again but this time Tesla shoots straight for the leg and forces Juno to hop on one leg before hooking the right knee and..]

*THUD*

[SWEET LORD HAVE MERCY EGADS POP]

JI: St. James DDT'D Juno's injured right knee!

DH: I do not think this one is going to be an epic classic, Jose! This will be over soon!

[Juno cries as she clutches at her knee, while Tesla stoically goes about her business of dragging Takayama from the ropes and locking on the KNEEBAR again!]

[HOLY SCHMOKEYS REAL DANGER POP]

JI: St. James is not wasting ANY time and is out to end this as quickly as possible!

DH: She already fought in a cibernetico tonight, Jose! Better to start conserving her energy for the bigger fight ahead.

[Takayama trembles from the pain but she grits her teeth and tries to reach for the ropes but St. James does well to keep her foe stuck in the middle of the ring. Pink mask asks if Juno wants to give up but the Class of 2010-er shakes her head "no" and grabs Tesla's left foot and begins trying to twist on it and this forces the break of the hold.]

[POP]

JI: Takayama found a way out!

DH: But these are just band aids on a bullet wound, Jose. She can find a hundred ways to escape but we are going to see her end up in similar situations over and over again in this match until the inevitable settles in.

[Juno uses the ropes to pull herself up but the redhead is on her quickly and is going after the right knee. Takayama tries to throw a forearm smash but St. James avoids and then shoots for the knee and once she has a hold of it...]

*TWIST*

[EGADS KNEE PAIN DEAR GOD POP]

JI: DRAGON CORKSCREW!

DH: At the moment I am not a fan of Takayama for crimes committed earlier..

JI: Diego..

DH: But she should think about the future and quit this match.

JI: You just want to see her humiliated by submitting don't you?

DH: SI!

[Takayama cries out but soon has more reason to cry out as St. James goes after her knee with elbow drops, knee drops and a leaping leg drop!]

DH: Look at the viciousness by St. James!

JI: I don't think there is viciousness in what Tesla is doing here.

DH: Que?!

JI: She has seen the beloved MBC Women's World Championship ripped to pieces by a monster who now drags another prestigious championship, the JPWF Women's World Championship, along the ground like it is a piece of garbage. Everything she is doing tonight is to make things right for dreams that were close to her heart that have been desecrated by the Goblin Queen.

[Juno tries to shove St. James off of her but Tesla gives a kick to the knee before dragging Takayama away from the ropes by it.]

JI: The only road to pursue her justice is through this.

DH: So you want to see Juno suffer for the eliminating the Beautiful Master too?

JI: *sighs*

[Tesla starts to go for a spinning toe hold but Juno uses her left leg to push the Elements member off of her! Takayama cries out as she tries to scramble up to her feet but her knee buckles and she falls into the ropes!]

[YIKES POP]

[St. James rushes in and grabs Juno by her right knee and forces her to hop on the left leg. Tesla gives a HARD forearm smash to the knee, Juno cries out but then grits her teeth and...]

*LEAP*

*DODGE*

*THUD*

[WOWZA POP]

JI: Takayama went for an awkward leaping enziguiri kick with her left leg but Tesla avoided it!

DH: Looks like St. James is waiting for the perfect moment, Jose!

[Tesla watches, focused and determined, as her opponent pulls herself up to her feet and then she launches herself...]

*SMACK*

*THUD*

[GOOD GOD POP]

JI: CHOP BLOCK TO THE RIGHT KNEE FROM BEHIND!

DH: This is the end, Jose!

[Juno trembles and shakes from the pain as tears go down her face while she clutches her knee. Tesla wastes no time in going after her opponent and trying to hook the legs..]

[ANTICIPATION HUGE POP]

JI: St. James is going for Irish Red!

DH: Do it! MAKE HER PAY!

[Juno does her best to fight off being turned over but eventually she is turned over and..]

[MASSIVE POP]

JI: SHE HAS IT! Tesla has the IRISH RED on!

DH: VIVA REVENGE!

[Juno SCREAMS from the pain and claws at her blue hair and buries her face into the canvas to muffle her screams! Tesla just sits back more and stretches Juno's knees further. Pink Mask asks Juno if she wants to give up, Takayama shakes her head "no" but cries out in pain. Takayama tries to claw towards the ropes but the pain from the hold makes her go into convulsions and trembles! Pink Mask asks her again, Juno continues to shake her head "No". Pink Mask looks at the situation for a few moments before deciding things for herself.]

*DING DING DING*

[HOLY MOLY GIANT SUPER DUPER POP]

FR: The referee has ruled Juno Takayama can no longer continue, the winner due to referee stoppage and... LA REINA DE EL CENTRO... and.. NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE JPWF WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP... TESLA ST. JAMES!

[St. James releases the hold and jumps to her feet and screams victoriously!]

JI: Ever since the Goblin Queen tore the MBC Women's World Championship apart, Tesla St. James has pursued confronting her in the ring and now on our season finale she will reach her goal with the JPWF Women's World Championship on the line!

DH: Where is Fernando going?!

[We watch Fernando use a key to go inside of EGC's office before we cut back to the ring where we see Pink Mask and the now at ringside Harriett Morrison and Valerie Bloom help Juno Takayama leave the ring. Then we cut back to EGC's office where Fernando comes walking out with a COOL looking trophy that has the seal of the city of El Centro and a crown incorporated into it's design. He climbs into the ring and presents the trophy to St. James who takes it with a nod of her head before holding the trophy up high into the air.]

[GIANT SUPER DUPER VICTORY CELEBRATION POP]

DH: CARAMBA!

[Diego MARKS OUT because Lady Warhawk, along with Rachel "Arcee" Carlisle, hits the ring and celebrate with St. James.]

JI: Tonight, LADIES NIGHT, Tesla St. James stands tall as the number one contender for the pink belt and the QUEEN OF EL CENTRO! Gracias everyone, see you next time!

[We get one last shot of St. James, on the second turnbuckle, and holding the trophy in celebration before we fade out.]

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